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Someone show this to Louis Armstrong I'm sure he'll love it.

Taken off of my album "Black Lotus Emporium", releasing August 20th.

PROD: @ESTHETICGLOOM
MIX: @ZYROM
ART: @C3OF

LYRICS:
[HOOK]X2
I see skies of black
And all these pools of red
Thinking to myself
What a terrible world

[What a terrible world]X4

[VERSE]
Blacked out staring at the tv
All I see is armageddon guess it's nothing new
Force feed me bad news feed me all the big lies
Make me all stressed make me bite past nails straight to the bone
Make us hate each other
Nuke the population centers build a giant walmart where we sell your corpse for like two bucks better trust when I say that I'll look good on a cross in your backyard
Tell me that we all inside this shit together
Get a grip on a life cut to commercial buy this shit make your life better
Get a box cutter put it in your wrists
Take your life and your happy pills
Get a house with a pool made of blood that you never dip into
Haven't left my room since like november
Smell like piss
I just hate this shit
Have a nightmare every single night where I don't cease to exist

[HOOK]x2
I see skies of black
And all these pools of red
Thinking to myself
What a terrible world

[What a terrible world]X4

Black Lotus Emporium

What a Terrible World

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What a Terrible World [prod. esthetic gloom]

#dark #rap #darkrap #trap #scremo #trapmetal #metal #screamrap #darkvibes #evil #horrorcore  #horrorrap #hardcore #rapmusic #phonk #trapmusic #Spotify #interview

HOAX X PERCYBONES - CRIME SCENE (Prod:ROMA JOHNSON)

MOSHPIT [PROD.SOULDJAROSA]

Cult 

comment if you want the lyrics

Mixed and Mastered @ Thornwall Studios
Art by: https://twitter.com/1KCaim

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https://soundcloud.com/pxlse
https://soundcloud.com/thornwallstudios

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07. ZOTiYAC - OoO [prod. Grim X Gin$eng]

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RUNWAY

WESTON FT. KiD TRUNKS

WESTON (Ft. KiD TRUNKS)

@ssjcxrpse
art: @lildvrkie

I JUST HAD A BIG BRAIN MOMENT
WHY ON EARTH WOULD BHRIS OR BEAMY BEND FOR ALL THE SHIT THEY SPOKEN?
I GOT NO HAIR FOCUS.
FUCK OUTTA MY FACE BEFORE THIS SHIT TURN TO AMERICAN HISTORY X
JUST TOOK A PISS IN ME BED
I GOT SOME SMOKE IN ME NECK
NONE YE BOYS DONT GET IT
NONE YE BOYS WONT HIT IT
ALREADY DONE SAID
GOT RACKS ALONG MY SLEEVE OFF ALL MY MEAT, STILL GOT TRICKERY LEFT
SCARE AWAY THESE HOES CAUSE MY CRIB SMELL LIKE A FISHERY DEN
CIGARETTE BRINGIN ME DEATH
SKINHEAD ON THE TARMAC
MY AIRSTRIKES GON SPARK, FLASH
MY HAIRLINE GO FAR BACK
IN MY STARE'S SIGHT SOME FAR PATHS
MY PIECE GOT PAPER CLIPS MEAT I SAVOR IT
(MEAT MAN!)
TAKE A BACKSEAT OR TAKE A RISK
FEATS UP, PAY FOR IT

big brain (prod. CXRPSE)

Prod. by https://soundcloud.com/wendigowendigo

Arms up, hold up,
Talkin bout the lows enough,
It's only stuff, flexin ice
Let's not speak of the overdone,
Half these bitches like me dead bum,
I been the mold of the lesser chum,
Mold on the ceiling no income
We don't get funds,
They been dead for fun,


But I'm feelin like I need it yuh,

Rest off,
My cause,
Been lost,
Recharge,
Been soft,
Fuck cost,
Retard, 
My fault,
Too far?
Whack car,
Whack broad,
Fuck off,
Your loss,
My toss,
My cause,


I'm just touchy on the subject,
I can't heal myself yet,
Makes me slightly upset,
Banging out my fuckin chest,
Ain't quick enough to cop a vest,
Prayin for the worst, but still hopin for the best,
You more than less,
But same as the rest,
This I don't forget
Triple 6 across ya neck,
Don't ever run up on my set,
Only thoughts can keep me stressed,
You got no space in my flesh

I'm just touchy on the subject,
I can't heal myself yet,
Makes me slightly upset,


Fuckas talkin on the way, 
I'm steady sleepin away the day,
I'ma need to find a space today,
I ain't tryna see a single face
I just need my own fuckin space

Cost up,
Boy just shut the fuck up,
Head case,
You don't know us,

Cost up,
Boy just shut the fuck up,
Head case,
You don't know what's fucked up

See you rockin the stuff,
With the same mothafucks,
Talk is talk in my slums,
No one see me in slump,
And if I feel bad for a moment,
Never own it, I never chose it,
How the fuck you think I feel now?
Clawed to my face in the field now,
Different since the minute Sammy kicked me out the house,
I'm a goddman fuck up,
This was never supposed to be the come up,
Sleepin when the sun up,
I'm just tired of this shit I run up,
Never did it for the money, but I wanna,
I'm only human if we gonna,
Get to small talk then you can.....

I love myself more than I say,
Payday, only time a bitch do it my way,
No name, spread it down her chest like some face paint,
Fuck face, rat race runnin for the clout chase,

It's great to hear how much you love me,
I got no trust, no love, and no money,
But still ain't shit you take from me,
Bumb ass bitch,
I might flip and dip,
And won't tell you nothing


You a problemed child,
Talk ya talk, but can't walk the miles,
Fucka vile, I been steady wild,
I Need a minute, I don't need a while,

Keep it buck, it's all love, stay muzzled,
Treating my line like we been steady couple,
Boy you bes hop the fuck out of my troubles,
I'll fuck ya granny and raise you a uncle,

DOWNLOAD BEFORE I DELETE (PROD. BY WENDIGO)

XATASHI:
https://open.spotify.com/artist/02BMPJbCTip0cSHomYl07g?si=vZwABqxhSpmAMqdkn072ig
www.instagram.com/_xatashi/
twitter.com/_XATASHI



Lyrics:
Contraband on my waist 
Imma shoot till he dead (bitch)
Watch me lace him with the glock
Fill his body up with led (ay)
I don’t care, I  fucked his bitch
Fucked his bitch right in his bed (yuh)
If that pussy want some smoke
Point that glock right to his head (ay)

I don’t care you a bitch 
Suck a dick
That’s on god (yuh) 
You can run up on me quick
Couple holes
Couple shots (ay)

I’m running this whole shit
On my own, I’m a boss (yuh)

Give it 4 couple months
Watch me blow, don’t give a fuck
If a pussy talk shit
Turn his body into dust (yuh)
Watch me run inside his crib
Watch my pistol fucking bust (ay)
Choppa wiff him off his feet
Make his body fucking slump (yuh)
Watch me grip the fucking gage 
Shoot his head off fuck a pump (yuh)

(Hook)
Cause I walk, When I talk
Cause I walk, when I talk bitch
Walk, when I talk
Cause I walk, when I talk bitch
Walk when I talk 
Cause I walk, when I talk bitch
X2

CONTRABAND

XATASHI - CONTRABAND (PROD.SLXUGHTER)

LYRICS:

niggas out here talkin like they runnin shit
niggas out here switchin over pussy dont even want the bitch
hollowtips get inside his fit bounce around n shit
better bounce around before my niggas find ya house n shit
aye big chops let off big shots got a 50
type to bust a nigga n still take his shoes if they dont fit me
damn 
niggas out here fakin like they witcha
let the flash hit ya face this a glock not a picture
sending shots like a missile
my lil cuz not gone miss you
and lil baby throw ass 
throw it back on my pistol
talking bad we come get you
want a racc aint no issue
took yo life now yo mans want a war we took his too
ask the lil bitch what the fuck she look sad for
she said ever since you got the cash flow you been a asshole
on the xan mad slow
out here buying mad clothes
know you get it back but lately fuckin up yo bag tho
bitch i aint worried bout it
and this aint even yo bag so why you worried bout it
stupid bitch shut ya mouth dont want a word out it
and anything you gotta say i dont care bout it
why? cuz im still doin me hoe
niggas is bitches im beatin bitches like O Cinco
big glock 50 under that the boy faneto
spent a check up on that pussy get him gone like this was peacoat
shots goin all up in his linens like the beatles
everybody gotta die but how he died couldnt be me tho
fuckin wit lil baby cuz i know she like to do dick
claimin that you hit her nigga she dont know who you is
love the way she living i cant tell that bitch to do shit
she might get a new fit
say she want a new whip
fuck she finna stay wit you for and you cant do shit
i get that bread off the scammin trappin n the boostin
fuck ones only throwin up 20s 50s and them blue strips
take racks to the mall spend that bitch up in gucci
skate back or you fall 20 shots from this uzi
spray that get em gone leave a opp nigga oozin

GET IT BACK

BREAKAPUSSY ft. Lazy3x prod. maxokoolin

prod. @princeamgn

if you thought life was sweet I got sumn else for ya
y’all recede and repeat so the crowd ignores
you do not need to fight minuteman minuteman minuteman
speak your mind with some spice cinnamon vitamins get it in
on the grass in the sun
fuck the past never run
bowl is packed with the runtz
smoke it down til it’s done
y’all gon quote this hopeless but you’ll never know shit
dome gets broken all ya homies post it
don’t trust no one paranoid fuckhead
hold that focus go n get ya tokens
bitch I’m in place, you never could stay
come n fuck wit me but never try n play
I’m the captain of this boat ima keep that shit afloat yuhhh
get me out ya notes or just hand me all ya gold yuhhh
I don’t rock supreme or no goyard
wet outside the katie when I’m playin in the boneyard
oh he thought I sound like someone else, your friend’s a fuckin retard
if he bringing skin around me I might have to leave scars
I do not care bout your history
Keep on drowning in your misery
If it helps you keep that mystery
If you don’t get it then it’s his story
yea yea yea

minuteman (prod. Grigoryan)

'Hollow Rounds'
single off our collab tape.
---------------
Prod. Vxderbeats
---------------
Feat. @slaughtanbm 
---------------
Cover: @whiteyes
---------------
*LYRICS DOWN BELOW**
$limgrim:
Let it shoot
bust the room
lay em in they tomb
bitch I’m doing what I do
triple 6 you kno the rule
I don’t wanna hear no bitch pistol whip
watch the wig split 
pussy motha fucka watch me steal yo bitch out the rip

Slaughta:
Smoked out, locced out, riding wit the pistol grip, bust that shit they hit, we dip
No more fuck boys talking shit
Y’all got Slaughta up outta the crypt
I’ll handle my business in the pit
Here’s a tip real shit, never lack, clap back or your ass gone wind up in a ditch, you bitch

$limgrim:
wound up in the ditch lil bitch
I'm pistol gripping out the rip
I never gave no fucks lil bitch
I'm posted out the whip lil bitch
aye aye
.38 grain ripping through they legs
you don’t wanna play

Slaughta:
Y’all just be sayin some shit for reactions,
I’m with the action,
pull out them mids then I’m passin, gwaluhhh 
Dropped me bear and it gassin,
Got it on deck and I’m battin,
skulls get to crackin,
Ain’t No time for that cappin,
Heard that you was rattin, runnin that mouth then we scrapping
Hop out the whip, like whats happnin
lookin for smoke lil baby then just Tapin

$limgrim:
fucking wit my brothas you gon end up in the gutter
I don’t fuck wit others
bitch you looking like sucka
put motha fucka in the pit
pussy motha fucka better watch yo shit
wig split 30 rip thru yo fucking crib lil bitch aye

Slaughta:
If it breathes I’ll fucking kill it
Splitin yo wig use’n led to fill it
Smellin that blood, then you know I’m finna spill it
Springin a leak on some neva gon heal shit
Never know what kinda car I’m whippin, bullets come rippin up out the trees, yeah bitch you gon bow to us when this choppa take your legs off at your knees

$limgrim:
Aye yall already know how the fuck we rockin in this bitch
$ithgang..
#$ITHGANG

Hollow Rounds

Hollow Rounds (feat. Slaughta) [prod.Vxderbeatz]

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big brain (prod. CXRPSE)

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