LYRICS:

BLCKK:

FUCK HIM HOPE HE ROTTIN' WHERE HE CAME FROM
I PUT ALL MY MONEY ON THAT 50 DRUM
PARK MY SHIT OUTSIDE HIS FUCKING FAMILY CRIB
DEALT WITH ALL THAT SHIT HE FUCKING SAID HE DID
ON MY LIFE I AIN'T GON' LET THAT BOY JUST WALK AWAY
I'M GON' FUCK HIS LIFE UP THAT FAGGOT FUCKING DEAD
I PUT MY FOOT UP ON HIS NECK AND FUCKING CHOKE HIM OUT
ALL THEM BITCHES CRYIN' 'BOUT HIS DEATH I FUCKING SHOT 'EM DOWN

CAME FOR THE BITCHES THAT AIN'T GIVE A FUCK
I THROW THAT BOTTLE WHERE IT NEED TO BE I'M FUCKIN' UP
DISSAPOINTMENT, LOOK AT WHAT I COULDA BEEN
SHIT I'M PASSED OUT, LOOK WHAT ALL THEM DRINKS DID
X2

RAT SHIT
I'M FUCKING LOOKIN' FOR YOU, PUSSY ON THAT CAP SHIT
HE WANT MY NAME UP IN HIS MOUTH WE 'BOUTTA TAX HIM
DON'T FUCKING PLAY WITH ME LET'S SEE WHAT'S BOUTTA HAPPEN
I BEEN WAITIN' I BEEN HOPIN' I COULD DRAG SHIT
I DON'T TALK 'LESS I NEED A BAG BITCH
THIS AIN'T WHAT YOU SEE ON THE INTERNET FUCKING CATFISH
COULDN'T GET ME TO GIVE A FUCK IF YOU TRIED, SHIT
EVERYTHING I'M BOUT FUCKING DIFFERENT I FUCKING TOLD EM SAID I

CAME FOR THE BITCHES THAT AIN'T GIVE A FUCK
I THROW THAT BOTTLE WHERE IT NEED TO BE I'M FUCKIN' UP
DISSAPOINTMENT, LOOK AT WHAT I COULDA BEEN
SHIT I'M PASSED OUT, LOOK WHAT ALL THEM DRINKS DID

TRIPLE777:

kill your self cause
(Suicide is badass)
I could give a fuckin rats ass
None of you faggots will outlast
The onslaught of the bow bow that I air out like Baghdad
Motha fucka tryna talk shit but I strongly advice up against that
A fuckboy i exterminate
I destroy ima terminate
Killin rappers new murder rate from this kid t7 from the bay
When I stand you finna sit in the shade tell a fairy punk bitch get out the game
You livin life as a damn lame I’m finna life my life know my damn name
Right hook to his face ima let him have blood up on the pavment
If you really wanna one on one we can make it happen like it’s entertainment 
Ha ha ha face it motha fucka you don’t wanna face me
I’ve been very fuckin patent 
But never let time get wasted
Out the mud sanitation
Out the lake like I’m Jason 
Outta bart to my station 
I’m neo not a fuckin agent
Me and black goin crazy
I’m feelin free like a mason
I will never end up gettin lazy
I will never end up gettin jaded

BLCKK:

CAME FOR THE BITCHES THAT AIN'T GIVE A FUCK
I THROW THAT BOTTLE WHERE IT NEED TO BE I'M FUCKIN' UP
DISSAPOINTMENT, LOOK AT WHAT I COULDA BEEN
SHIT I'M PASSED OUT, LOOK WHAT ALL THEM DRINKS DID
X2

AFOURTEEN:

AFOURTEEN DID NOT WRITE HIS LYRICS

BLCKK:

CAME FOR THE BITCHES THAT AIN'T GIVE A FUCK
I THROW THAT BOTTLE WHERE IT NEED TO BE I'M FUCKIN' UP
DISSAPOINTMENT, LOOK AT WHAT I COULDA BEEN
SHIT I'M PASSED OUT, LOOK WHAT ALL THEM DRINKS DID

SUICIDE IS BADASS FEAT. TRIPLE777 & AFOURTEEN [PROD. SKOTSKR]

where did i go
i miss the version of myself that i know
back before i gave a fuck if i’d grow
when it didnt mean a thing if i would blow

every single day im feeling cold now
it didnt mean a thing to me when i went and i broke down
tryna visit home but that shits a fucking ghost town
think i need some therapy but i dont even know how

people see me as an opportunity now
but i want you to go away
theres no escape
right now i wanna blow my brains
im full of pain
and i know that its never gonna be the same

so tell if youll stay
tell me if you love me or you wanna get away
because i got the feeling ima be the one you hate
because i got the feeling ima be the one you hate

[hook]

im getting tired of being tired in my head
i dont wanna wake up then i wish that i was dead
all these years feeling so bitter and upset
it wouldnt be shocking if everybody i know left

ill never felt how i did
ill never feel that way again
because im just a person
and now i live with my sins

[hook] x2

Listen

WHERE DID I GO(PROD.WENDIGO)

LISTEN THEM BULLETS AIN'T MAKE IT TO HEAVEN BUT YOU WILL
SAY WHAT’S UP TO YOUR COUSIN LIL BITCH
THAT SHIT THAT YOU PUTTIN' OUT AIN'T REALLY DO WELL, AND SHE REALLY JUST MAKING ME RICH

IMA BE CHILLIN' THE MONEY JUST CAME IN THE MAIL
HOW IN THE FUCK DO WE FAIL?
I GOT SOME PEOPLE THAT’S PUTTIN' IT STRAIGHT TO THE BAIL
I PUT THE SHIT ON THE SCALE

PAID SHIT
I DON’T BREAK SHIT AIN’T NO VACATION I PLAYED SHIT
MADE THE BITCH SPLIT WHAT’S HER LOCATION WE ALL LIT
TURN THE FUCKING BUILDING OUT AND SELL IT
ION THINK HE REALLY FUCKING GET IT UH
YEAH YEAH

I AIN’T REALLY WANNA THE PASS THE BITCH
I AIN’T NEED IT YOU COULD HAVE THE BITCH
I AIN’T REALLY WANNA ACT STRAIGHT LIKE IT’S ALL STRAIGHT ON THE PASSIVE SHIT

OUTSIDE ON THAT ACTIVE SHIT
OUTSIDE LET HIM DROP THE CLIP
GREEN LIGHT GET HIM BACK BITCH
BLACK NAILS LIKE I’M THAT BITCH

ION KNOW THE KID HE ON THE PAVEMENT
I BEEN WORKIN' THIS SHIT OUT THE BASEMENT
ONLY EVER STRESS ABOUT THE PAYMENT
ONLY TIME I’M EVER LOSING PATIENCE

WITH YOUR HANDS OUT
LIKE I COULD GIVE A FUCK ABOUT THE BILLION PLANS OUT
LIKE ANYBODY WANTED YOU TO DROP WHAT YOU HAD NOW
YOU PROLLY NEED TO TAKE A FUCKING MINUTE AND BACK OUT, PUSSY LOOK AT WHO’S BACK NOW HA

I DOUBT THAT YOU WANTED THIS
WAY THAT YOU BEEN WORKING IT DON’T FEEL LIKE YOU A PART OF THIS
LOOK WHO FUCKING GOT IT BITCH
I JUST TAKE THE THOUSAND OF THE TOP OF AND FUCKING SPEND IT BITCH

BLACK NAILS

BLACK NAILS [PROD. SKOTSKR]

lyrics:
im upset
damn cxrpse whats going on?
im a mess
i want everyone around me to die

sometimes i cant take it
sometimes i cant take it
see the mirror i might break it
i cant look me in my face and
no more smiling i cant fake it
i cannot remain complacent
in this place so full of hatred
all i want is to escape it

i could never be real enough about myself
i never asked for the help
if i get yo skin then im turning that shit to a pelt
they dont understand the damage i dealt

making this money and still feel the same
all of these shows dont help with the pain
still wanna shoot myself in the brain
i shouldve been a fucking plumber nigga

instead i rap about my depression
pull up a chair
come take a lesson
they never listen too busy flexing
go to the show we gon tussle in texas

WANTEVERYONEAROUNDMEDEAD(PROD.SOLSA)

lyrics:

I don’t wanna die got no where to go 
if you seen him hide he already knows 
falling from my eyes still the blood shows
don’t forget won’t forget

seen the demons lying
seen the demons lying 

there right 
still I question 

inci0 <3

scrub (prod.solsa x skotskr)

off the molly w/ christ dillinger (prod.fonywallace & kaan3x)

FT. @ssjcxrpse
PROD. @novafled

BEAMY:

BACK ON MY BULLSHIT
YALL BOUTA FEEL THIS
BACK ON MY BULLSHIT
YALL BOUTA FEEL THIS

EVERYONE IN THE CLUB LOOKIN RAT SHIT TODAY
I AIN'T BOUT LETTIN NO MORE THAT RAP SHIT IN MY WAY
I CUT THE FAT OFF BUT THAT AIN'T HAPPENIN TO MY STEAK
I GOT A MILLION MORE I'M PACKIN INTO MY PACE
YOU AINT SO HARD BOY YOU GOT THE WACKEST SHIT IN THE PLACE
PULL UP AND PARK IT BEFORE I SMACK THE BITCH IN HIS FACE
BITCH I'M FROM THE BAY AYE
DON'T FUCK WIT LA AYE
I'MA OWN A FARM BEFORE I DRINK OUT OF A BABY
I AIN'T MONKEYING AROUND UNLESS YOU BOUTA PAY ME
I'M A FUCKIN PRICK BUT YOU A MUTHAFUCKIN LAME AYE
I'M JUST TRYNA BE ME
AIN'T NOBODY BEAMY
I'MA COOK AND EAT, EAT
HOOK ON THE MEAT, MEAT
I CAN'T EVEN HEAR THE PEOPLE TRYING TO DELETE ME
IN THIS MOFUCKA WITH THE PEACE LIKE A TREATY

BACK ON MY BULLSHIT
FUCK ALL MY OLD FRIENDS
EVERYTHING I EVER PUT MY ALL INTO IS GOLDEN
SOUL NEVER SOLD BITCH
FLAME IS EMBOLDENED
BEAMY GOD, CULT
IS THE LANE OF THE CHOSEN

BACK ON MY BULLSHIT
YALL BOUTA FEEL THIS
BACK ON MY BULLSHIT
YALL BOUTA FEEL THIS
BACK ON MY BULLSHIT
YALL BOUTA FEEL THIS
BACK ON MY BULLSHIT
YALL BOUTA FEEL THIS

CXRPSE:

I'M LIKE HOMELANDER IN THIS BITCH
YEA I'M STRONGER, I'M BETTER
THEY COULDN'T COMPETE WITH US
NAH, NOT EVER
I'MA GO COUNTIN THE PROVOLONE AND THE CHEDDAR
ONE DAY I'LL DIE AND I'LL BE ON SOME NIGGA'S HEADER
STILL I'M KILLIN IT WITH NO BOOTH
SMOKIN ROLLIES, SPITTIN' OUT A TOOTH
NIGGAS LOOKIN SAD THEY AIN'T EATIN NO FOOD
HOW THEY MAD AT ME CUZ I'M SPITTIN MY TRUTH
LIKE EVERYTHING I SAY CORRUPTING THE YOUTH
WE SMOKIN LOUD WE AIN'T ROLLIN NO BOOF
CUBE SITTIN DOWN, CHILLIN ON THE STOOP
I'M ULTIMATE LIKE DENZEL SAID
SWITCH IT UP LIKE DENZEL SAID
I'M EVIL LIKE THE DREADS ON DENZEL HEAD
IT'S FOR MY GANG, LEAVIN EVERYONE ELSE DEAD
I'M THINKIN BOUT TRAVELING OUT OF THE STATE
WHAT DO WE DO WITH THE MONEY, OKAY
I HAVE AN IDEA, HEAR ME OUT
I BRING THE GUAAAAAAP TO NEW YORK

BOMB (FT. CXRPSE) (PROD. NOVAFLED)

SHOUTOUT ICP

I own your words
I own your thoughts
On god I feel like Elon musk
In information we don’t trust
I see those guts, I beat those up
I need more rush, my feet don’t touch
The sea or mud, I eat on dust
I’m on my phone, I’ll be the cuffs
I feed the feed, I’m out of touch
I got that bag, I caught that bluff
I eat the fat, I hit that blunt
Fuck all that talk, don’t need yo lungs
That ho is stuck, empty yo cum
You know wassup, I feel so crunk
I feel so dumb, I feel no fucks
I feel so dumb, I feel no none
I feel so dumb, I feel no none

Think before I speak, uh huh
No practice ‘fore I preach, uh huh
Ion stream, I’m bumping leaks, uh huh
I’m geeked up in my seat
I’m up all night, I’m up all week, uh huh
Your sleep is for the weak, uh huh
Blue light come out my screen, uh huh
I post before I eat, uh huh

Like bitch I got that shit on me
Bitch I got that shit in me
Life too short for misery
Living on my twitter feed
I’m dmt and ketamine
Serotonin, dopamine
There really is no hope for me
But ain’t that how it’s supposed to be
The algorithm’s broken me
That’s all I got
These thoughts don’t do nothing but just stir inside the pot
Too many opinions, they just bring my brain rot
Eggs all in a basket, eventually become a
Bird brain

I own your words
I own your thoughts
On god I feel like Elon musk
In information we don’t trust
I see those guts, I beat those up
I need more rush, my feet don’t touch
The sea or mud, I eat on dust
I’m on my phone, I’ll be the cuffs
I feed the feed, I’m out of touch
I got that bag, I caught that bluff
I eat the fat, I hit that blunt
Fuck all that talk, don’t need yo lungs
That ho is stuck, empty yo cum
You know wassup, I feel so crunk
I feel so dumb, I feel no fucks
I feel so dumb, I feel no none
I feel so dumb, I feel no none

bird brain (prod. shaggy the airhead of ICP)

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Bass Slayer

[2019]
art: @lildvrkie

everybody get the fuck out
i am bouta blow a bitch down
ima sit unload a sick round
everybody get the fuck down
fuck all of that cess in my space
i cant love a soul, i erase
every single peer on fake shit
ima beat your face in till i hate it

hatred (fuk your life)
hatred (fuk your soul)
hatred (hope your thoughts)
hatred (kill your soul)

fuck your life
fuck your soul
hope your thoughts
kill your soul

hatred! (prod. me)

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)

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hatred! (prod. me)

BRUHMANEGOD

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