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SV (w/ Death G & NUUTELLA)

WE BACK MFER AN WE AINT LEAVIN

lyrics:
if you sinnin with my breed
know i'm gone attack
teeth white with chlorine
they aint coming back

people take what they need
i dont gotta track
if you sinnin with my breed
know i'm gone attack
teeth white with chlorine
they aint coming back
i been dying just to breathe
like it cardiac

thats no homerun 
you go homerun
you aint no one
i'm that shogun
im what come out
when your girl throw up
fuckin own up
you don't own none
cope aloner
in my zone i
feel the soma
nagato i
meet the quota
fuck a donor
got that rona
still be over
yuh

don't talk
like you know us 
you make me
fucking throw up
i know you tried
to fold us
to red an blue
controllers
like this gone be my glow up
yea bitch come hear the chorus
like fruit we teleporter
you blink an never saw us
yea

fuck that bitch 
i faunicate 
decay
then stack a plate
case the place
incase a chase
i fade in to the fae
keep your collar
close like most
you gone domesticate
i dont my need my throat
at all let go

catch you at the fountain
thats a call out
inferno where we gone ball out
fallout radiate the call round
spew fire like im a core hound

get up
rush it like it zerg
your face 
toward the curb 

THEN I STOMP STOMP STOMP
KOOPER BITCH GONE GET MY BOOT LICKED
RUN RUN RUN
thought you love that physical shit
DONE DONE DONE
said right now you better prove it

deadly wit the fendi
designer I made it messy
kept it petty when im ready
their pack gone pass to confetti
bitch im betting fuck attending
to anything that you send me
semi german with the steiner
katana if you get near me
turn to surgeon i'll be certain
to purpose your organ fairly
get it steady cut the belly
then sell it off to the deli like

take what you  need
i dont gotta track
if you sinnin with my breed
know i'm gone attack
teeth white with chlorine
they aint coming back
i been dying just to breathe
like it cardiac

people take what they need
i dont gotta track
if you sinnin with my breed
know i'm gone attack
teeth white with chlorine
they aint coming back
i been dying just to breathe
like it cardiac


yea 
i been dying just to breathe
know my life like my disease
cauterize until i freeze like yuh   

i been dying just to breathe
know my life like my disease
cauterize until i freeze like

Cardiac

CARDIAC (prod. DIMEBAGGIE)

Mix and mastered by @tunteet0n

IG: @wtfdelirium

POCKET ROCKET PROD. KLIMONGLUE

w/ the bro https://soundcloud.com/nuutella-svo

B4NG W/ NUUTELLA (PROD. K4STET)

lyrics:

Boy ive been a scout tying ties and selling cookies
I got heavy D on me so no these hoes ain't ever shook me
C-C-Caving in his face until his tissue getting gushy
They wont ever show up say they fucking sick but playing hooky
Pussy looking minty just might send to PSA
Oppositions getting close but do not know whats all at stake
I could take your life and do the time lil bitch ill be okay
Counters active by the masses cross the line boy you ain't safe

Kick the bucket
Its always something
I tried dying chugging bleach but it did fucking nothing
Think i needa get a nut in
My anger bussing
Take her down into my dungeon
And do the the fucking

He was messing with my capital we put him in a casserole
Big rocks load the catapult we knocking down your castle hoe
Do not call my telephone no service in the CATACOMBS
I cant stand that bitch i fucked her once and then i had to go

Labels schedule meetings i don't ever show my face
I'm too busy over seas she want the dick like s'il te plaît
Stupid fucks just want a buck that i wont ever give away
A&Rs are served for dinner salty contracts add to taste

Talking all that shit now that's some shit i'm sick of
I been gone over a year and my ass still the shit bruh
Sneaky in my silence got some flesh to rip up
Draco drank too much blood now it got the hiccups

Boy ive been a scout tying ties and selling cookies
I got heavy D on me so no these hoes ain't ever shook me
C-C-Caving in his face until his tissue getting gushy
They wont ever show up say they fucking sick but playing hooky
Pussy looking minty just might send to PSA
Oppositions getting close but do not know whats all at stake
I could take your life and do the time lil bitch ill be okay
Counters active by the masses cross the line boy you ain't safe

Boy ive been a scout tying ties and selling cookies
I got heavy D on me so no these hoes ain't ever shook me
C-C-Caving in his face until his tissue getting gushy
They wont ever show up say they fucking sick but playing hooky
Pussy looking minty just might send to PSA
Oppositions getting close but do not know whats all at stake
I could take your life and do the time lil bitch ill be okay
Counters active by the masses cross the line boy you ain't safe

Spotify

CATACOMBS! (prod. Deademane x ³³marrow)

DEAD ANGELS FEAT. NUUTELLA (PROD. OUTOFGRAVITY)

a club song produced by Yagi and performed by me and Nut 🧬...


originally Yagi was supposed to be on this 🤫

Get moving when you walk up in the club 
30 bands out the window when I front 
Driving round my town bitches what I fuck
Pick up in the morning got my money run 

Let go though show me you a hoe doe 
Bitch really wanna fuck and take a photo 
Hop up in my whip we breaking through the ozone 
Fuck it pedal to the metal shift gear hoe 
Swerve fast in the supra I'ma dash 
Switch gears I'm a junkie bitch I am 
Smoke dope in Japan cause I can 
Blow smoke out the back bitch gaaaasss!!

Petal I'm a rebel In my clan uh
Fentanyl in your body you gone drop uh 
Metal in my face I bring the pain bitch 
Feel the lead inside your brain you unaesthetic bitch 
SV lights out in the club bitch
Pussy boy wanna try get tagged jit
Smoke poison in my joint I get high bitch 
100 chains in my pants they sag low
Yayo in my nose white snow bliss 
Yellow cheddar fuck a rat grey snitch 
Hello I'm the god of death miss 
Get close last kiss of your sentence

[NUUTELLA]
Love it when I hit from the back Shake that thong
Drop that ass and keep it droppin Pop my sack
I don’t know
Any thots that are like inside of my cab
Imma fuck 
All theses bitches imma drain all of my stats 
Sippin that cream on clit uh
Nut in yo mouth don’t spit uh
Finger that bitch my wrist uh
Motorboat on they tits yuh
Imma suck that bitch and drain her DNA
RNA
Mix it up with couple lemons now I got lemonade
Spike it up with vodka-liquor
like what the spirit made
Spin on my face marygoround
Till I swallow ya lake
I don’t wanna talk I want bounce
i wanna meet my fate
Rest In Peace on top of my mouth
Till like I suffocate
Resuscitate in purgatory
Smoke a fat at the crypt
Fuck a succubus
Hit it raw
Start a settlement 
Train all of my demons with tekks and blicks
Take em to the surface to torment 
Start the last days yuh 

Get moving when you walk up in the club 
30 bands out the window when I front 
Driving round my town bitches what I fuck
Pick up in the morning got my money run 

CLUB SHENANIGANS (prod. YAGI)

Yagi Produced, and Engineered this song btw.
YONE - a characters name from LOL.
[NUUTELLA]
I wanna
I wanna
I wanna
I wanna tat my body up and then swallow my regrets
Then go smoke that marijuana that my mom told me was bad
Open up my mind like a can of sardines
Take some shady drugs from the black market let my mind peak
Conversate with Yahweh on the trip
Tell him wtf?
Where the fuck were you at when I was stuck in the mud
Now I'm making dirty deals with the devil
Bout a hundred grand
Imma stack my racks
Hundred grand
On your bitch back

[DEATH G]
So I kick back lay flat uh
Smoking on that marijuana smoking on that plant
Yeah I hit that sac in my pack uh
Smoking all my soul away
I'm smoking all my pack
I can't feel
I don't feel that this life is real
Acid in my vein feeling like my skin peels
Coming out the trance feeling like I ain't real
Like I ain't real
I take 3 pills but this hurt real
I cannot stay unless your loves real
Fucking in my bed really making you feel
Feeling what I have for you my love dear
I will not be the person in a rot
Avoiding all the problems that were brought up to the cop
Running from the feds cause I'm fearing what is next
Locked up in a cell going crazy in my head
So I kick back lay flat uh
Smoking on that marijuana smoking on that plant
Yeah I hit that sac in my pack uh
Smoking all my soul away
I'm smoking all my pack
So I kick back lay flat uh
Smoking on that marijuana smoking on that plant
Yeah I hit that sac in my pack uh
Smoking all my soul away
I'm smoking all my pack

[LIL YAGI]
Me and my brothers tryna get rich
Richer than we was yesterday and richer than a bitch
Richer than a politician eating thin mints
Rich like caviar, sweet honey with biscuits
I wanna see how heavy my wrist get
Barbecue chicken and brisket
With a side of a cold brisk
Yeah
Money stash
Money bitch
Money funny how easy this people flip
Money grab
Money bitch
Money hungry you fiending for settlements

YONE - Death G x Lil Yagi x NUUTELLA (prod. YAGI)

GRLLA GLU - Arza, NUUTELLA, Kid Cortez, Rejekt

Cigarette Cyst - CoaastGxd and @j_mattson
Produced by @vermin666
Mixed and Master by @netuhbeats
Art by Halo Blaack

lyrics
Drip when I walk from the blood on my heels
I drag fists on the concrete
Scraping my knuckles
I gotta cyst in my throat from the cigarette smoke
I dropped wrist to the grindstone
I've given up hope
Ive got no chance now at making it out
My head spins and aches 
I tried shaking it out
but the sounds were too loud
I'm making a vow
that before I pull the trigger I'll be taking a bow
Turn around and spray my brain over the crowd
What they gonna think of me now?
My thoughts got lost with my head in the clouds
and they only give a fuck if you down
or you dead in the ground
Now I got a little clout they be coming around
Paint my face like a clown
Smile cover the frown
Chin deep in the swamp and I'm starting to drown
So pretty please just let me down
Drip when I walk from the blood on my heels
I drag fists on the concrete
Scraping my knuckles
I gotta cyst in my throat from the cigarette smoke
I dropped wrist to the grindstone
I've given up hope
Ive got no more time
Gotta leave it behind
I lost hope
I tossed rope to anchor the line
Its been four whole weeks since I seen the shine of the sun
Stuck in place on the run

Long day long year long life hoe 
Hate myself forgive myself repeat the cycle 
Weed dependence so I keep my fucking eyes low
No friends stay inn like Shiloh 
Independent til I end it on a high note 
You don’t wanna know the depths of which that id go 
Just to prove a fucking point bitch I’m a psycho
Swing blade see blood no type o
And I find it kinda hard to be a nice person 
I might worsen ya life if it’s the right circumstance 
Stances, spillin blood it’s romantic you can get murdered no one heard u just vanish lil bitch 
I hate everyone on the planet been manic
Doin shit no one understand it’s alright been the type stay awake through the night 
End my life bitch I might I don’t got too much fight left

Cigarette Cyst

Cigarette Cyst w/ Jmattson [Prod. Vermin]

prod. grayskies x rose
background vox @sydcxx

[ https://li.sten.to/philosophyofaknife ]

lyrics:
Walk round
Steady posted with the AR
Glock 9 thumpin
Sendin fuckers to the graveyard 
Hellbound 
Finna rush em with the ACOG
Hunnid round drummin 
Get to cuttin with the blade drawn 
Hey
Catch me flowin with the waveforms 
Fall back, fucker
It ain’t nothin left to say to em
Blood drippin
Let em fall by the bayside 
Runnin down and gut a motherfucker just to take mine 

K, catch me posted on your block huh
Toasted from that za
With that dope up in my sock 
.40 in my glock, reloadin
Runnin from the cops huh 
Runnin from the cops 
Runnin from the cops 
Runnin from the cops 
Runnin from the-

Hair down 
Let it fall when the breeze come 
Why she only wanna come around when she need sumn?
Bogged down from clouds 
I don’t need sun 
How she put it on me got me drowned
I don’t need trust
Ay
Write the code
Watch em freeze up
Long sigh, deep breath
Hoping just to re-up 
From my soul, out the cold
Ima rerun 
Not a sound from the crowd when the heat come

Philosophy of a Knife

official music video

A nihilistic dark trap track. Distorted bass, eerie textures, and vulgar, raw vocals immerse listeners in mental rot and unstoppable corruption.

DECAY

Libra's Scale ALT_VER

Kris Goldek - Light It Up

Written and performed by Grim Salvo
PROD @33marrow

Artwork: Luis Perez Banus
Instagram: www.instagram.com/perezbanus/

- L Y R I C S +

MOSSBACK

Populace unwell, and I don’t mind
Ocean in a shell, seems to work fine
Magic beans to sell, you just gotta climb
It’s gory at the top, yeah that’s no lie

SLEUTH

Breathe in the glow of the cancer moon in the rancid sky
Everything just works fine
Breathe in the glow of the cancer moon in the rancid sky
I am here with you

Insecticide sidewind in my nervous system
Cooking up kills in the ergotism kitchen
Cyanide shrines
Pay it no mind
Come down off a lie
Gonna need a lifeline
Think she fell off cloud 9
Strychnine and a clementine
I swear it’s not gonna be like the last time
But the hive won’t fly
Cause in my guts I know everything works just fine

MOSSBACK

Populace unwell, and I don’t mind
Ocean in a shell, seems to work fine
Magic beans to sell, you just gotta climb
It’s gory at the top, yeah that’s no lie

Means to an end

SLEUTH 

Breathe in the glow of the cancer moon in the rancid sky
Everything just works fine
Breathe in the glow of the cancer moon in the rancid sky
I am here with you

How the fuck can you look in my eyes bleeding untruths?
Young sleuth, getting eviscerated by the sooth
Saying “stay the fuck off me”
Like Alan and his blue suede shoes
³³ is shooting higher
Catch us crashing in a blue suede coupe
Had a sweet tooth
Crying from all the quick epiphanies
Brown sugar in these blood roots
But now I think we’re really onto something huge
Got em itchin for that sneak preview

Means to an end…

}}}%

Dolores

Ergot

Written by Grim Salvo x 99zed @lilsherm187 x Saliva Grey @salivagrey
PROD. HELLMEBABY @hellmebaby

- L Y R I C S +

SLEUTH

Think I don’t give just enough of a fuck
Glow like I’m frozen
My dosage corrupt
Flow like a chosen until I combust into nothing but dust
My son, I don’t think you want to press your luck
They gonna go put you in your place with the taste of the rust 
Old game’s so corrupt
Lotta fans gotta fetish for the blood 
Father figure was a .38 
There goes that son of a gun
Leading them all astray with disgrace for the next fresh dove
Pray for a man who won’t settle 
He likes to meddle with all the shit that the people peddle 
They might pop a little quiet pill up in his dental
They hope you aint got the potential to let go
And assemble your own end goals
So bleed every last drop of the dream
From the throat of some old GOATs 
No antidote for the soul bloat 

MOSSBACK

Bitches try to hold me by the goatee 
On my dome piece
Like they own me, own me
I just feed 'em pepperoni on a hoagie till they foamy 
Back in ’03 I was already OG
2014 showed me
I can only proceed in the lonely, as a trophy
Think you know me?
You a homie?
Get you out my situation with a ceremony 
I give grown men nightmares
Call me alimony 
When you talk all I hear is a dial tone, so phony
Tellin' everyone you eat good but your girl looking bony 
Feed that bitch some macaroni
Or she’ll find me, low key 
Looking for a pokey
Ride me like a Ginuwine Pony
While you getting nosey with your cronies 
When you find out 
I’ll be dead already under 6 feet of concrete

SALIVA GREY

Pull up with the motherfuckin' blade on my conscience
Fuck the meds in my pocket
Imma go off 'em
Motherfuckers ain’t honest
But they really good at shouting
Fuck about the commas?
Why they living so shallow?
Take a look up at the shadow
I...
Woke up today and I ain’t meditate
Now all my demons gon' circle my brain
Now all a sudden I hate life
Fuck up out my damn sight
Hold up for a second 
99, Saliva, Grim are in this bitch you know we coming with that motherfuckin' cemetery flow

99ZED

Smile on my face while I’m grippin' on the hatchet
Pull my hoodie up, like I’m Jason get to slashing
Choppin' up they limbs 
99 is going batshit
East End Butcher finna leave your carcass ravaged
99 keep the fuckin' knife on the nightstand
Ready to take your life in the night like I’m Iceman
Creeping out of sight 
I keep the ratchet in my right hand
Painting the walls red
I am the catalyst of violence

Boysenberry Sepsis

BOYSENBERRY SEPSIS (FEAT. SALIVA GREY & 99ZED) [PROD. HELLMEBABY]

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