HARD pt 2

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Bleed the wicked menace

Fire

Satanic Panic

In The Dark

insentient

Blood On My Blunt

PROD BY XRAVRIEL 

LYRICS: 
took a crystal bitch back put her belly on and rotate 
gang signs knowing ties sit you down im irate 
switch a pistol to a steady hand 
scalp with an ak 
popping out the back of a chevy wanna taste it 
so your bro got cheffed and you blaming me?
i got a trigger happy bitch doing favours see 
got the dark red blood on the end of my knife 
seeing through the times try’d to scream like it’s suicide 

oh shit 
did i just write a confession 
fessing up and pressing on the black smith n wesson 
gotta hide my face 
conceal my sins 
six on my wrist that’s how many i hit 
tripped out wasted 
chevy pop placement 
collar on your bitch
whilst she go in rotations 
look at my neck when she done with the blade 
cus im fucking on an opp bitch taking the name 

so your bro got cheffed and you blaming me?
i got a trigger happy bitch doing favours see 
got the dark red blood on the end of my knife 
seeing through the times try’d to scream like it’s suicide x2

oh shit 
did i just write a confession 
fessing up and pressing on the black smith n wesson 
gotta hide my face 
conceal my sins 
six on my wrist that’s how many i hit

SLICK PSYCHOSIS! (prod.xravriel)

You’re such a fuck up

Get on your knees & suck all my nut up

Bitch you can get fucked

I’m tired of all of your shit



You’re so invasive

You’re a replacement

You are not real

How could you feel?

How with a heart so black

How when you be so whack



Bitch I go tit for tat

I’ll Break your wrist

I’ll smack your face

I’ll kiss your lips



Cause it’s game to me

I like to play angrily 

I am a demon saint to see

I ball wit god, snapping his ankles

I don’t do selfies, fuck all these angles

Satan himself, married an angel

Fuckin the world, I’m goin anal

I’m goin crazy



Bitch it’s onsight
Stabbed in the chest wit a pick made of ice
Evidence would be gone by the end of the
Said a diss now he’ll fall to the edge of my knife

He a riddance so I wouldn’t really fidget if he die
Got him pleading for his life, not on sentimental vibes
Gonna visit in your mind like I was Freddy the whole time
Should be wishing to survive I’m bouta confiscate your life



I’m doing something… bash your head you’ll remember nothing

I won’t stop cuz the blood keep rushing

I won’t knock at the door I bust in

Your life is useless, living in an illusion

People be Medusa, send em to Anubis

Bitch who the hell, told you to try me I’m perfect like cell

See your death your face go pale

Nobody will live to tell, demon I got 9 tails

Keep your ego around your face, I’ll make sure that your organs fail

Make him go missing no one found him now he on a carton of milk

Fake sum shit up on the gram I’ll show you wtf is real

I’m doing something… bash your head you’ll remember nothing

I won’t stop cuz the blood keep rushing

I won’t knock at the door I bust in

Your life is useless, living in an illusion

People be Medusa, send em to Anubis

Bitch who the hell, told you to try me I’m perfect like cell

See your death your face go..





I MAY BE CRAZY BUT I’M ALSO SMART AS FUCK

MAKIN ME THE BIGGEST THREAT

WE IN VEGAS PRESS YOUR LUCK

ROBIN HOOD, YOU FRIAR FUCK

Waist banding, while I’m sucked



Find out if I keep it tucked

I’m not asking questions

Bitch I’m letting it off

Bitch I’m letting it off

Bitch I’m letting it off

You is soft

That’s why you lose

You lack any resolve

Bitch I’m letting it off

Bitch I’m letting it off

Bitch I’m letting it off

UPPER MOON DEATH THREAT

Triple Six

Poltergeist (Bleed x Numb$kull)

Graveyard Creeps (Bleed x Big Melancholy)

POLLUTED PARADISE

[LYRICS]
(CHETTA)
FILL UP MY CUP TO THE TIP ITS A MUST
IMA POUR ABOVE THE RIM TUPAC WITH THE TUSS
I COULD MIX A COMBINATION
LIL TECH LIL ACT
SHOW UP DEEP LIKE CONVERSATION
LET ME LIVE LET ME ACT
REAL TALK VISION VIVID
IVE DONE SEEN BODY BAGS
TOE FOR TOE WITH ANY VICTIM
IVE DONE SHOOK KILLAS HANDS
TALKING MONEY OVER GRAMS
WRAPPING BRICKS UP WITH SARAN
COUPLE HOMIES OFF THE TAN
AIR YOU OUT YOU A FAN
WELL ILL BE GODDAMN
BUT GOD DONT EXIST SO I GUESS ITS JUST DAMN
FROM A WHOLE NOTHER PLANET
HOPING OUT THE TRANS-AM
SMOKEY THE BANDIT
SWERVING IN MY SPACE SHIP
DIPPING IN MY STASH SHIT
THEY CANNOT RELATE SHIT
NEVER ON NO FAKE SHIT
LAMES WANNA JUMP SHIFT
STACK EM UP LIKE ROIDS BITCH


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Blunt To My Lip ( Feat. Fat Nick) [Prod.By Mikey The Magician]

I Know That You Like It [Prod.By Mikey The Magician]

Grey Gods (Feat $uicideboy$) [Prod.By Tacet]

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TW1Lnautfoc

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