PRESAVE THIS HOE
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Who hopped what?
I been here since a jit
Came in the game
Like I’m stuck with the kid
Bags in the gain
Every dub with a twist
So I cop me an ounce
Then I’m cool for a bit

I can dream of what I want
And I got miles I could drift
Fucking up my organs
When I’m pouring up a fifth
Resurrected heartless
When I woke up in a pit
Now I just sit around in darkness
When I’m making every hit

And I float like the beat’s my water
Y’all know I’m a beast, no starter
Still broke from the streets, I’m caught up
Still alone from defeats I’m part of
Just grease underneath where you park up
That fiend with a beam and a toss up
At peace with the meat and the saw dust
I creep on the feat, make it all rust

I got demons in my head
I couldn’t stop it if they let me
I’m feeling so much dread
That weight up on my back is heavy
I’m keeping up ahead
But if I turn I’ll swerve, it’s deadly
The whispers that I’m fed
Say that I’ve made my bed, I’m ready

Hollow got that motherfucking blade
Through his chest
Leaned back
Flowing puss
From the Gash in my neck
New cash
Finna cut
Bouta slash through your set
Got that Limgrave in my mud
Looking back from my death
Hoe

Bro I bet you in that fog
Y’all know nothing bout me
Known to carve a fucking skull
And then I drop it in some bleach
Got a witch I paint with blood
And she just asked bout round 3
I’ll be smoking on this shrub
And ctrl alt when I delete

I know you motherfuckers hate me
Think that’s what I need to function
Send me back to Hades
Like I didn’t grab something
Calling up your bitch 
I need to ask about that suction
I’m buried in the back
You’ll catch her digging up my coffin

PYROHADES (Prod. by SKILL SYRUP)

Holly just pulled up and I’m smoking
Bitch I roll blunts up when I’m posted
4g runtz I grind it up, roasting
Smoking on bag of bag of that potion
Bitch I got 40oz I’m pouring
What you know bout the peeps that I’m mourning?
Keeping that Glock for peace but not folding
Holly done lost a piece of that dome mane

Aye yuh
Holly don’t stop
Walk in your place and I leave with a lot
Ski mask erase if I’m there, cause I’m not
Just gimme my space when you see me or pop
I’d get the fuck out of my face or get shot
Creep in the back, you won’t hear me go knock
Empty the strap and it wake up your block
I go home then I shower and wash off the rot aye aye

Aye I got that baggage
Baby girl you trynna smoke some?
We connect like magnets
If you in my space, you will come
Focused on my habits
Stuck inside my brain until dusk
Memories are like maggots
When I’m dead that’s what I’ll become

Aye
Frozen in time
Chains in my skin and a glint in my eyes
Emerge from the earth, I’ll be covered in flies
I don’t care what they say I don’t think of replies
Grounded from birth like I fell from the sky
Heretic speak with a lessen on life
I can sense if you’re weak, I don’t care for your lies
I’m disrupting proportions, disfiguring lines

If I’m on tracks, I’m immortal
I do not think that that’s normal
Circles of salt around my portals
To keep me back from the horrors
I’m stuck in awe from the borders
I’ve crossed to get to this torture
I’m tangled up with no order
Just chaos flooding my mortar
Okay

BAGGAGE (Prod. SKILL SYRUP)

Eating ether with my spine
Bitch I need a double cup
Demons crawling out my mind
It took me years to sober up
I done died a hundred times
In spite, to show your God just sucks
I’ma live a thousand lives
And all I’ll do is fuck them up

Hollow on that jumper shit
I dump a clip and fucking dip
Tell my opps to suck a dick
It’s hollow bitch I murder shit
I creep and cut, I gut a pig
Don’t know where his organs is
Find a couple bloated limbs
Then kill his kids, that’s bacon bits

Aye it’s dark all the time
I don’t wanna see the light
So when hollow go to slide
Kill your bitch and cause a fright
And it happens every night
I’ve been trynna make it right
Got some demons that abide
Fuck a fight, I’ll take your life

Hollow want that hemoglob
He cut himself but he don’t know
He creep inside that funeral home
And snatch your bod if we alone
He see inside a DI clone
The reason why I feed? I don’t
I be alive but soon I won’t
There’s reasons why I keep a tome

Bitch I’m smoking backwoods
Creeping out the lumber
Still just trynna slumber
I wake up and that’s a bummer
It’s like only when my cash good
Can I awake and come up
Know that I’ll be where you been
Like the winter meet the summer

ITSDARKALLTHETIME (Prod. SKILL SYRUP X $UU)

WHEREAMIWHOSBLOODISTHIS (Prod. SKILL SYRUP)

PRESAVE LINK BELOW
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I got that rope around my neck
Hollow hates and don’t respect
All you pussies trynna flex
I leave em dead and end the set
What I do is not up next
Unless they sentence me to death
I came from baggage on the steps
I’m switching builds like I respeced

Ayo all my shit is hot like it’s Curry
Ain’t no Denzel
Holly full of fury, feeling buried
Got them black nails
Tripping off a Larry, still detailing
How my track fails
I’m so fucking fly, I’m in the sky
And dropping chem trails

Running from my past bails
Bleeding from the cash sales
Sleeping in my rope
Until I’m falling through the track scales
Floating, with them 10 sails
Send you to the 10th Hell
Creeping through your village
Tell your clan I got like 10 tails

Ayo I ain’t on the road dawg
I’m sleeping in the stu
Boy I check em like it’s roll call
And who the fuck are you?
Aye this shit how I cope dawg
I’m smoking blunts with $uu
I can’t aim it down the scope dawg
I’m aiming it obtuse

Make em clean up all the juice
I split my head inside the booth
I got that Syrup in my slushy
Bitch I’m sipping, that’s the truth
I keep my guard, got nothing to prove
I’m steady tripping off a scoop
I smoke your dawgs and call it scoob
There’s psilocybin in my soup
Aye

10TAILS (Prod. by SKILL SYRUP x $UU)

HAPPY BIRTHDAY HOLLOW

Verse I: KILLHOLLOW

Hair down in the Stu bitch
I really feel like Bones
Put a round in that fools lip
And fucking send him home
I’ll be bound in a pool pit
Of flesh and fucking bone
Let me drown in the gruel bitch
I’m leaking from the dome

Heard me creeping from the moans
Switching time up with the tones
Had to write a couple tomes
To get my brains up off the stone
Bitch I’m barely fucking grown
Been through more than all you know
Slipping deeper than before
I’m bouta pop that fucking 4

5 rounds in the clip
Face down in a fifth
Stomp ground in the pit
Wrists bound, leaking slit
Holly loud in the tint
Smoking pounds of a scent
Till I drown in my piss
Rot found, take some pics

I’ll be killing motherfuckers
Till I’m laid inside a casket
I’ll be climbing up your walls
See my spine out, bending backwards
Peel your face off with my claws
Musculatory System fashion
I’ll just dislocate my jaw
Now lift the maw and face the chasm
Motherfucker

Verse II: LORD GASP

One of a kind
Now let me collide
Be one with my animus
My chemical lineage
Holding the mine
The gold of a conoisseur
My ventricle pounding, venomous fluid
There’s something in my brain
Overthinking till i’m ruined
A blessing disguised as a pain

If I get a grammy ima fuck my bitch with the statuette
Why the scene had to turn corn this quick, had to evacuate
by the neck, I hold the leash 
I’m the shepherd 
And I’m the sheep of my own grief
I had to pull till it severs

I got the serum
I got that green gravy
I reanimate em
Gargle on venom
Leave em with bad rabbies
Lemme elevate em
I got the serum
I got that green gravy
I reanimate em
Gargle on venom
Leave em with bad rabbies
Lemme elevate em

IREALLYFEELLIKEBONES Ft. LORD GASP (Prod. by GA$H A$HEN x SKILL SYRUP)

I don’t like you bitches
I know you don’t like me
Slide out the crib with a clip
Know it’s frightening
Go ask your bitch bro
I bet you that she like me
Hollow stay surrounded
Till he blows his brains, it’s likely

I’ll get you buried with your team
Stacked on top like y’all gon cuddle
It’s that terrorist they shuffle
Bitch I came up out the rubble
Y’all know hollow tend to cream
When I see them leaking puddles
Keep it G between 2 cutters
Ima fiend, got no rebuttal aye

Talking you a pussy
On some fuck shit, aim that
Looking for your head
When I cut shit, (REDACTED)
Put on BestGore
that’s a dub shit, save that
Motherfuckers ducking
When I bust, don’t say that

In hell with them angels
I-I-I don’t need a halo
Boy I heard that you was talking
Bout how all I sip is draino 
Drenched in their blood
Like I still don’t need a raincoat
Tell them Holly doesn’t speak
Unless their filling up my bankroll

It’s that elven fucking battle mage
Straight up out the dragon age
Ran up just to dig your grave
I’d say you got 11 days
You can try to run away
Until I come and take your legs
Carve your skin I wear your face
And rev this chainsaw in your brains

Gothic boy? He hot? Shit
Dripping in her panties
Got it boy? You not shit
Dip and pop some xannies
Crush a void, and then straw snip
Mucous taste like candy
Can’t avoid the truth I spit
My mind is feeling empty

DRA(I)NO (Prod. GA$H A$HEN x SKILL SYRUP)

KILLLAGOOP Ft. KirbLaGoop (Prod. by GA$H A$HEN x SKILL SYRUP)

(Gash, stop cutting…)

Bitch I got this shit on lock
Still got family smoking rocks
I put rappers in a box
I’m sending nails in through the top
Hoes be hoping Holly drop
Like they wanna clone my cock
Stitching dildos into rot
Trynna ride the wave I caught

They go fa la la la la
As I run em through the saw
Bitch I only break the law
Breaking blunts and breaking jaws
Hope they plotting on my fall
Boy it’s fuck em all, we ball
Off a tab I’m 8 feet tall
Hieroglyphics on my walls

Bitch I grew up with them robbers
No knocking when we came
Hoe I’ll pull up to your mamas
And light that bitch aflame
Raised by snakes I’m like a mamba
There’s venom in my fangs
Drip untamed, blow my brains
Straining chunks into the drain

Bitch I got this shit on lock
Still got family smoking rocks
I put rappers in a box
I’m sending nails in through the top
Hoes be hoping Holly drop
Like they wanna clone my cock
Stitching dildos into rot
Trynna ride the wave I caught

They go fa la la la la
As I run em through the saw
Bitch I only break the law
Breaking blunts and breaking jaws
Hope they plotting on my fall
Boy it’s fuck em all, we ball
Off a tab I’m 8 feet tall
Hieroglyphics on my walls

Y’all don’t get no money
So I know you boys just hating
Till I line they asses up
Wetting shirts up on the pavement
Bitch I fly to your hood
Just to have a damn vacation
Trynna act all fucking hard
Aye lil g I’m really Satan

Pull out their organs and put em on hooks
Wearing my skin, they ain’t stealing my looks
I give nothing to no one, I sit here with kush
Holly burning apartments, got souls that I took
I was raised by a felon, I’ll end up a crook
Hope my pops feeling proud when he see me get booked
I been talking bout shows, not a shiv leave em shook
On a slab, in a lab, on their back, getting cooked

Bitch I send em to the garden, I ain’t ever talking Eden
Got a sawed off in my trunk and ima leave em all in pieces
Holly throw em in the dirt and they get covered up with feces
My disorder, y’all have seen it, got me sorting out a meaning
For my mental when I’m fiending, as a kid I took a beating
Now I’m older with a beam and I would rather keep it steaming
Got a team and I ain’t leading, I can’t keep out all the demons
In my brain I hear the screaming, trynna write out what I’m dreaming

Bitch I got this shit on lock
Still got family smoking rocks
I put rappers in a box
I’m sending nails in through the top
Hoes be hoping Holly drop
Like they wanna clone my cock
Stitching dildos into rot
Trynna ride the wave I caught

They go fa la la la la
As I run em through the saw
Bitch I only break the law
Breaking blunts and breaking jaws
Hope they plotting on my fall
Boy it’s fuck em all, we ball
Off a tab I’m 8 feet tall
Hieroglyphics on my walls

ROCKS (Prod. GA$H A$HEN)

Bobby Zimmer x Skill Syrup

LYRICS
Sick of all these motherfuckers in the back, 
fuckin around and tellin me how to act
sniffin an 8ball out the bag bitch 

every single day has got me thinkin' of my death 
shave my head, run away, change my name, maybe it's for the best 

give it a rest I gotta put it to the test 
I been sniffin away all the pain 
I can't handle what's next (whats next) 
bitch I said it with my chest 
rollin' it up' and I'm smokin' the best 
nose bleeding from the drugs I guess 

I think it's time I gotta slow down 
I been awake for six days see them shadows all around (shut the fuck up) 
Breakin down a pound I double the funds ain't make a sound 
was overdosing on the ground, I can't believe I made it out 

Droppin the cash and I be pickin up the pack 
I seen this shit a couple times 
It won't be long until I snap 
Bitch I been thinkin bout a relapse 
stop tellin me to relax 
hit em wit the (boom) 
he been askin where his knees at
Fuck it I left him in the dust 
his body in the outback 
always back on my bullshit I thought that you knew that 
I just wanna relax, but couldn't do that, so don't even ask about the motherfuckin blades in my back 
(BITCH) 


relapse (Prod. Skill Syrup)

Bobby Zimmer

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