BRONK

ALL PLATFORMS NOW

LYRICS

BRR BRR BRR BRR
GOES THE BEAT AGAIN
WHY YOU TALKING LIKE YOU KNOW ME
PUSSY BOY DO NOT PRETEND
BITCH IT IS TOO LATE TO HIT ME UP 
NO YOU CANT BE MY FRIEND
BUT WE ALL GONE END UP IN THE DIRT
RIGHT AT THE FUCKING END

LOUD SOUNDS, SMOKE DOWN
FADE EM, MAKE EM SPIN UH
TAKE YOU DOWNTOWN,
HIT EM IN THE CHIN UH
FUCK ALL THESE SOUND CLOWNS
WIPING OFF YOUR GRIN UH
GET OFF OF SOUNDCLOUD
NO YOU CANNOT SPIT UH

AYE NO YOU CANNOT SPIT THAT
I MAKE YOU PULL YOUR SHIT BACK
I SLIT YOU THEN I SIT BACK
YOU CANNOT GET YOUR WRISTS BACK
YOUR BONES, I MIGHT JUST SPLIT THAT
I'LL BREAK YOU LIKE A KIT KAT
LIL SHORTY, BOUT TO HIT THAT
I NO SCOPE AND SHE GET WACKED

I JUST MIGHT SWITCH MY FLOW UP
BITCHES BE SWEET, FRUIT ROLL UP UH
BITCH I BE SICK EBOLA
SMOKING ON FOUL THAT ODOR UH
WANNA BE HARD LIKE BONER
BUT YOU DONT KNOW HOW TO BE SOBER UH
FUCKING WITH ME AND ITS OVER
I DO NOT FUCK WITH A POSER UH

CRUX W/ WAVEHI (PROD. MATHIASTYNER) IG: @yyyaux @wavehi @mathiastyner

my ig: @luisproducedit
ft: @afourteen
prod 1: @triplesixdelete
prod 2: @crmsyn
art: @rawlitch

WTF U TALKIN BOUT [FT. AFOURTEEN] (PROD. TRIPLESIXDELETE/CRMSYN)

I don’t give a fuck I’m off a pill and I can’t fuckin feel
Pull up with the nana clip the pussy boi be gettin peeled
Everybody fakin so I always gotta keep it real
I don’t feel okay I wanna blow my brains out with a steel

Imma punch you in the face
Shawty gonna gimme brain
I’ve been livin day to day 
Fuck this life don’t wanna stay
Fuck her face fuck up her make up
Pop an addy make me stay up
Where’s my money better pay up
I just wanna blow my brains uh

Take away your life I watch your final breath uh
Shawty wanna fuck with me because I’m next up
You were talkin shit about the clique just fess up
Imma bring a knife in the function get messed up

Got his bitch on her knees
Shawty gon gimme teeth
Smokin gas out the p
Bitch I’m smokin og
All you mutha fuckas actin hard you just be phony
I’ve been on a mission I’ve been runnin from the old me

I don’t give a fuck I’m off a pill and I can’t fuckin feel
Pull up with the nana clip the pussy boi be gettin peeled
Everybody fakin so I always gotta keep it real
I don’t feel okay I wanna blow my brains out with a steel



Angry screaming

BRAINS

BRAINS (PROD. BRONK)

MUSIC VIDEO - https://youtu.be/Cx54hbiqEtM

i’m dead (x7)
so leave me
dead (x5)
blood everywhere
throw a pipe bomb at the ‘fected
do not go there 
P220 double inspected

lit stoag, when i use the pump shotgun
blowing down the smoker
M16 make loud brr brr
yeah her, getting ran through by the gutter
spiked bat gonna discipline you like mother

imma leave your ass for dead
no escaping my fucking infrared
chrome shotgun taking off his head
he wearing lead
you acting cool but i know that your dumbass infected
the blood of pool making you mothafucking erected
i should’ve fucking expected
that i can’t get out your mentions
i haven’t been the same since i got all those in house suspensions

been by myself everyday
i don’t give a fuck like what you say
torture world up on my K
i know you bad time, don’t care to talk
it’s your fault
hit your stop
i’m tired of getting of top
from your lame ass style all up and licking the fucking cock
hit me on the beeper
shit that i’m selling leave you dead like jeepers creepers
she sucking on the tats on my neck like a leecher
we used to hit weed outta skateboard spacers under bleachers

lit stoag, when i use the pump shotgun
blowing down the smoker
M16 make loud brr brr
yeah her, getting ran through by the gutter
spiked bat gonna discipline you like mother

LEFT 4 DEAD - (PROD. ZEMAR)

lyric (art by @nuumastar)

yeah im finna boot up
im in this bitch i do not care i give like two fucks
you sending shots up in the air you still cant shoot us
said keep on talking at my show you get your crew fucked

and bitch im back up in the room you cannot boot me
said get your face kicked
like thats a two piece
come get your brain picked

i said oh no not again
send
anyone get flexed on
yeah you talking bout guns but i bring the best one
schizophrenic in the zone yeah i guess that i must've slept wrong
tek off
uh shawty be fucking all over my face
and i came in this bitch yeah you know i cant wait
and you better go hurry cuz im taking your place
back off
dont stop bitch i smoking your pack up
spit on your feet yeah i feel like alpaca

and im fucking yo bitch and i turn her around and i dont give a fuck cuz im making her body flip
and i dont give a shit i put you on the ground i said look at my pack thats where all the toxins is
and i hit from the back i be making it crack and i just look at the sky cuz i got all these options bitch

wait i dont even know like whats the mothafuckin day
all you fucking bitches always got something to say
i just wanna die can someone put me in my grave
i dont give a fuck like suicide the only way
way too many drugs i think im fucking my membrane

yeah im finna boot up
im in this bitch i do not care i give like two fucks
you sending shots up in the air you still cant shoot us
said keep on talking at my show you get your crew fucked you get your crew fucked you get your crew fucked

lungs feeling hollow need me cigarettes aye
you cannot talk watch me aim for the neck uh
how many friends are the ops i detect bitch
where is yo thot break her back in my bed bitch
turn off your heart put my knife in your chest bitch
cut off both my arms because im feelings reckless
dont stop with my bag or else you getting checked bitch
no shots in my mag cuz i made them all exit

BOOT UP! (PROD. MICHAEL LINK/GLOWS1DE)

ROTTEN MIND (FT. VVENIN) (PROD. CUBOX)

lyric

all these thoughts up in my head said I’m still tryna forget
And when I look up in the mirror all I see is a mess
Said I be hating everything but I’m still trying my best 
And I be ripping off your flesh until I see nothing left 

Til I see nothing left Test 
you ain’t nothing but a fuck boy
Blood river on your wrist i let it cut boy
And u steady getting pressed
wet Up out the trunk I let it dump boy
Where you at said where you been I know you stuck boy

Yeah I said I hate my life
Watch me break my spine 
And I’ll be damned if you go on and try to take what’s mine
Don’t think my mental feeling right someone come take my rights
I’d rather kill my fucking self then you go waste my time

Bitch fuck uh
I’m fucking killing myself
I’m devastating my own mind said I don’t need any help
And imma light myself on fire too many fingers to melt
And I’m still looking for the devil got a soul I can sell bitch

Stand on my money I feel like I’m yaux
And you up in the dirt you get put in a box
And I’m tripping of drugs I got holes in my socks
got chain on my spirit and I’m breaking the lock
All of these voices im still going insane
Doing that shit I do that on the regular 
And I’ve been down on luck and I don’t give a fuck and I’m still coming up and I’m watching the tables turn

Til I see nothing left Test 
you ain’t nothing but a fuck boy
Blood river on your wrist i let it cut boy
And u steady getting pressed
wet Up out the trunk I let it dump boy
Where you at said where you been I know you stuck boy

NOTHING LEFT (PROD. TRIPLESIXDELETE)

//PROBY
DOGGED ON, BET YO BITCH GET RAW DOGGED
WANT THE ITCHES ALL GONE
i really cant remember lmao 
KING LIKE A LEEMAR
I BET YO HOE CANT SEE SUM
BEST IF YU LEAVE SUM
HOE YU WONT BE SUM
BODY LIKE A TREE STUMP N HOE IM CAUSING HAVOC
SHITTING ON YU EVERYDAY WHY I FEEL SO FUCKIN ECSTATIC
REAL LIFE LESBIAN BEEN KNOWING YU FUCKIN MADI
SEEN HER FUCKIN MESSAGE SO I POUR A 4 UP IN A CADDY
YU AINT SHIT YU A LOW HOE WIITA BOWL

//2ND PROB VERSE
I DONT WANT THAT BITCH NO MORE
FUCK MY GIRL SHE JUST A WHORE
GRIP THE PAIN IM TAKIN MORE
IM WENJA WIT THE FUCKIN SWORD
SAY MY SONGS A FUCKIN BORE I KNOW YU FEEL IT IN YO CORE
WHY YO GIRL LOOK LIKE A LORE
HEATED LIKE A QUART UHHUHREG
TOLD HER EAT MY SHORTS 
again fuck. irdk i was mad jesus christ lmao.
THROW MY BABY IN SOME SHIT YU FUCKIN HATE BUT I ADORE
HARD TO FIND LIKE A ORE
CHOKE THAT BITCH OUT WIT A CORD
AINT NOBODY SAVE ME YUH
FEELIN LIKE WE IN THE 80s YUUUUHUHHHUERAHKLFHSD

WENJA FT. MALICE (prod. lilrahnera + antyde)

Talkin shit about me I pussy know where you stay at
Put the barrel in his mouth he wonder where his face at
See my eyes you know it’s me under that fuckin face mask
Wanna leave this planet we turned it into wasteland

problems w pills I’m sick
I always feel like shit
Nana clip peelin him
Tool I’m concealing it
Stop tryna fuck with me
Done with your fuckery 
I have no love for me
Tryin to hunt for peace

I get a big bag
We get the chips we send in a shit and you hear in a Big Bang
Time in the clock
Times on the clock
Like it’s mutha fuckin Big Ben
Bitch we be runnin it up gettin money we gettin the big bands

Why the fuck am I filed with this hatred
Pop a pill, pop another one I need a k pin
Demons in my body I’ve been feeling overtaken
I’m faceless
I
Take him 
Erase him
Bitch it’s fuckin painless

Bitch
I gotta mutha fuckin big bag
Smokin out the bong
I don’t wanna roll no zigzag
Take a gram of molly
Feel my heart beat in my rib cage
I’m so fucked up
Live or die don’t give a shit aye

I get a big bag
We get the chips we send in a shit and you hear in a Big Bang
Time in the clock
Times on the clock
Like it’s mutha fuckin Big Ben
Bitch we be runnin it up gettin money we gettin the big bands

Beat and art by me

cataclysm

CATACLYSM (PROD. BRONK)

Lyrics

Took his bitch 
Now she doin what I say so

Talkin shit
Give the pussy boy a halo 

Government 
We don’t know the shit that they know

Benefit 
From the wars they steal our bag bro

Get that fuckin bag ho

bring no fuckin money back

That No bueno

I’m in space 

When Im high I find my way home

Gimme brain

Then I send her on her way home

Aye aye

Ride with a stick
I’m drunk woke up like this
Fuckin it up then I dip like this
Pull up I take yo bitch then dip
You know I don’t give a fuck about shit
Fucked up
How did I end up like this
Been through so much everyday I feel pissed

Took his bitch 
Now she doin what I say so

Talkin shit
Give the pussy boy a halo 

Government 
We don’t know the shit that they know

Benefit 
From the wars they steal our bag bro


Shadow realm
fell in hell

What the fuck is there to tell
When I can’t yell

Try my best to scream for help
It won’t come out

The demon lives inside my head
Controls my mouth

Took his bitch 
Now she doin what I say so

Talkin shit
Give the pussy boy a halo 

Government 
We don’t know the shit that they know

Benefit 
From the wars they steal our bag bro

Get that fuckin bag ho

bring no fuckin money back

That No bueno

I’m in space 

When Im high I find my way home

Gimme brain

Then I send her on her way home

Aye aye

(Bridge)

Took his bitch now she doin what I say so
Talkin shit give that pussy boy a halo

NO (PROD. BRONK)

Runnin around with a saw in a mask
Open the trunk, get put in the back
Fuckin with me, I’mma go and attack
T k o now his vision turned black
I do not fuck with your music it’s whack
Fuckin with me, get put in the shack
Pussy boy you need to learn how to act 
Feel like a lumberjack I keep an axe


Dmt I die on repeat
See my blood spill when I’m dreaming
Cut him up he’s fuckin bleeding
With no legs theres no retreating
Nobody can hear you screaming
In the void there is no speaking
Watch you as your blood is leaking
Now big Pharma got me leaning


Run away
From the blade

Can’t escape
From the pain

No one’s safe
In this place

Get erased 
Blow the brains

Tear yo face
Mutilate

Lsa 
I’m in space

What u say
Mouth is taped

You can’t walk
With no legs


Runnin around with a saw in a mask
Open the trunk, get put in the back
Fuckin with me, I’mma go and attack
T k o now his vision turned black
I do not fuck with your music it’s whack
Fuckin with me, get put in the shack
Pussy boy you need to learn how to act
Feel like a lumberjack I keep an axe


I’ve been goin crazy think I’m bouta self destruct
Used to hate myself I didn’t trust myself enough
No one seems to work together up until it’s tough
All the shit you did it makes me wanna spill ur blood


All around me I can see the demons
Aye aye
Im just lookin for a fuckin reason
Aye aye
Bat, gonna break yo face in pieces 
Aye aye
Popped too many pills I’m barely breathin
Aye aye


Runnin around with a saw in a mask
Open the trunk, get put in the back
Fuckin with me, I’mma go and attack
T k o now his vision turned black
I do not fuck with your music it’s whack
Fuckin with me, get put in the shack
Pussy boy you need to learn how to act 
Feel like a lumberjack I keep an axe

Produced by guardian

mutilated

MUTILATED (PROD. GUARDIAN)

Produced by Ecksem
Lyrics

Ready for mu fuckin war
Ready for mu fuckin war 
Ready for mu fuckin war
X4

What the fuck you gonna do?
What goes around comes around right back to you
Dumbass 
Pay attention to the clues 
He didn’t listen there’s blood on my boots
Pussy
I want your blood on my face
I want to tear up your body put it on display
Put me through torture and pain
You are the reason I’m like this today

I wanna rip off you nails till your skin mutilates
Bleedin all over the place
I have a Voice in my head it Tells me to obey
Stuck with em till I decay
I keep a knife on my waist
You want a problem put it to yo face
Dumb mutha fucka run like a rat race
You cannot hide from me you can’t escape

Grabbin in my shovel put you in the dirt
give you a curse
living with mine till the hearse 
You have to learn to observe
Nothings the way that it seems to be you need to learn
Play with the fire get burned
Pussy boi got what he fuckin deserved
Keep an eye out and make sure your alert
This is a war you fuck up you get hurt
Fuck up one time,
Get yo ass merked

Shadow figures on the walls
I need to sleep I’ve been having withdrawals 
Nothing to lose Leave you nothing at all
If they ask questions I wasn’t involved 

Watching the mu fucka crawl
Hit him with the fuckin club, golf
Fill up yo cuts with some mu fuckin salt
Im done with you all
bros by my side I keep the circle small

Ready for mu fuckin war
Ready for mu fuckin war
Ready for mu fuckin war
X4

Art by me 
Enhanced shadows with ai for da swag touch

ready for war

READY FOR WAR (PROD. ECKSEM)

Produced by guardian
art by me 
lyrics will be up soon

spine

SPINE (FT. BDDLY x GUARDIAN) (PROD. GUARDIAN)

ART BY YOUNG NAUSEOUS 
PROD ME

Saying farewell
Send that mu fucka to hell
Crack his skull liberty bell
Stuck in a cell
You do not care how I felt
Letting out guttural yells
Casting a spell
Bitch boi I’m wishing you well
Don’t follow rules I rebel
Feelin unwell
This is a cry out for help
I’m in a void can’t you tell

I’ve been fighting off a demon
Bitch I ain’t sleepin
I’m on three tabs now I’m peakin

Imma rip you into pieces
You get deleted
Overdose I’m barely breathin

As a kid I was mistreated
Help me I need it
I quit the drugs I was tweakin 

Cuts on my hands I was Bleedin
I need a reason
Shawty is wet got her leakin

Pain in my chest I can’t breath
Okay
Wanna feature pay the fee 
Okay
Mutha fucka fuck with me 
No way
Imma have to make him bleed 
Okay
I don’t feel like I’m the same
Yeah
What do I do with this pain
Yeah
Imma put you in your place 
Yeah
See me now you changin lanes
Yeah

I’ve been seeing demons in the shadows I just stay awake
Want your skin I take his face
Everyday I pace in place
Don’t know how much longer that I’ll be able to take this pain
I don’t wanna stay the same
Demons overtake my brain

Hit him in the teeth he’s gone need to call the dentist
Living in the past when I should live inside the present
Screaming at the voices in my head it isn’t endin
Wonder when I die is this for nothing is there heaven

Suicide is on my mind I entertain the thought
Aye
I’m so fuckin tired of feelin like I’m always lost
Yeah
I should really be more grateful for the things I’ve got
Yeah
Lookin in the mirror there’s memory’s that I forgot 
Yeah

Screaming at the walls I hear them scream back at me again
Lookin in the singularity now I can see the end
Thinking back to summer time I watch my pastself bleed to death
I don’t wanna keep on doing this I feel its meaningless

Goggles on my face I’m lookin like a scientist
I would spend my time inventing when I was a kid
I don’t fit in I don’t think I ever really did
I’m stuck in a void I’m tryna make it out the pit

Saying farewell
Send that mu fucka to hell
Crack his skull liberty bell
Stuck in a cell
You do not care how I felt
Letting out guttural yells
Casting a spell
Bitch boi I’m wishing you well
Don’t follow rules I rebel
Feelin unwell
This is a cry out for help
I’m in a void can’t you tell

BRAINS 5.0

BRAINS 5.0 (PROD. BRONK)

DESTROY ALL HUMANS FT. JATAN SATAN & VYTHE (PROD. WAFFARCHY + JATAN SATAN)

@brxnkx3
“PURGATORY” OUT NOW ON ALL PLATFORMS

MUTILATED (PROD. GUARDIAN)

BRONKX3

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