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THIS FUCKING TRACK SHOULD ONLY BE LISTENED TO IN ROCK REVIVALS LIKE JOEY AND DRINK PURPLE DRINK LIKE THAT FAT BASTARD

torture #sacrifice (prod. gokami + med1c + starboyrob)  (hosted by shadow wizard money gang)

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*freestyle*
VOX:@lvstforpain @Blckk
PROD: @fenrirprod
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lvst:

make family not friends

Bitch I be sick like some cancer...
oh fuck
Ugh
Shots at his fazos I make em dancer yuh
yaeeuh
Clique full of stingas I feel a manta yuh
yeauh
Pour up a four finna fuck up my fanta yuh
YUH - YUH
bitch I break yo jaw
yeah-heah
you ain't pay no rent ain't got no job
know this - know this- know this shit got pop when fenny prod
yeah-heah
no i- no I ain't no human I'm a GOD
-a GOD
Treat her like a 🐶
if she ain't be throwing all dat back then she be gone
she gon steady eat up on my meat - filet minion
you be smoking on that fuckin reggie from the lawn
from the la-
missing the car when you blowin a switch
ain't tuck automatic cuz you is a b----
they gon get crushed like I'm chewin a ritz
stick gon get hot I ain't using no mitz
joggin em down I be sweatin his pits
bitch
ain't need a gun Im strong armin this lick
off of the x I be lit
lit!
salvation army-army up on yo fit
shit huh,
yo hoe gon beg fo spit huh
MVP shit, I'm the number one they pick ugh
if- if we talking money then you know I double dip ugh-ugh---ugh
uppercut that pussy make him bite his fuckin lip ugh
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blckk:

vest on my body
not pressing nobody for shit
I just get rid of them bitch
heard what you put out you fucking my day up
fuck it we send him way up
shit not no game when you talk about me
pussy you couldn't say much
people get hurt when you fucking with me
tryna find out what I got
on me, right now
ten magazines on me, right now
coulnd't hit me I'm breathing, pipe down
tell a fed I ain't see shit

sell the fuck out my life for like two M's
I could kill if you pay me a few of them
I don't tell no one shit I got two friends
you don't got what I got you could pretend

keep me out of them lists I'm too different
and it's still fuck a diss ima kill him
kick that faggot the fuck out of his skin

I don't care 'bout my life you could take it
motherfucker I shoot when you break in

shit been quiet you get what you pay for
pussy watch out I kick in the front door
bitch I'm 'boutta go put you on best gore
get him popped 'fore he let out that ten four

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CANCER FT. BLCKK (PROD. FENRIR)

black mass (ft. Savage Ga$p) (prod. NOVÂFLED)

LYRICS

BLCKK:

I don't feel sorry for shit. fuck 'em I'll do it again, pussy
Promise, you play with me bitch I could fuck 'round and put it to bed, pussy
My album drop in this bitch and it flip all y'all shit on it's head, pussy
I been on top of this shit I don't talk to nobody you dead, pussy

Stop bitching, this business
I could smoke a whole top five with my mixes
Underground dead I'm the only one vicious
You could drop a hundred song tape full of front page snitching it don't matter you don't got one witness
Pussy I did it
Something 'bout me too different
You got my blueprint, I been it, bitch

I don't bitch on the internet 'bout it, get handled on wax or my two fists dead it
If I said something 'bout you I promise you run back that bar you 'gon know that I said it
I'm not sneaking nobody bitch I'll put names in that shit and then send you a snippet
If I hated you that much, boy I'd be standing on trial or fully convicted

I'm tryna empty one out, fed up I'm pushing my limit
Watch what the fuck I'm about, I send that faggot to heaven
Ay get the fuck on the ground, this not no regular section
Can't even check the amount I smoked too many rappers to count

BIV: 

Fuck it I'm poppin again
Who the fuck breaking the bread
Buddy just wanna pretend
Money been talkin a lot
But I ain't give a fuck what it said

Step on my name, bitch I'm steppin on heads
I'll burn that cash with the bed
I ain't given into dreams again
I left that shit with the dead

Yall too calm with the bitch shit
Cutting off his top, we don't fidget
Movin my work like a king pin
Yall been fed you a piglet

Militant walk ya section
Manage your tone we could fix it
100k tucked like loose cense
Yall just following the blueprints

Bitch you ain't poppin
Pushed to the side
We got runnin back options
Letting it go to ya noggin
How ya man say he a problem
Till we come runnin up knockin 

Bitch they been tracin my steps
I don't forgive or forget
They couldn't earn what I spent

Yall not a threat
Fuck around find where he went
Bitch what's ya intent
Bitch I'll be here for a minute
Yall just been lookin for rent

Fuck all that making a friend
I love the hate that I get
Pussy I double it right at ya head
Right at ya head yuh

BLUEPRINT (FEAT. BIV) [PROD. NIGHTRDD X MAXMIZACION]

i SEE DEAD PEOPLE #CHEE$E-$TAR-MONEY (GUITAR BY. GINJA JESUS)

prod. gokami

mixed and mastered by eddison

goteem

I COULD FEED EM TO THE ALLIGATORS 🐊
🎤 featuring: @sxumbagbaby
🥁 produced by: @nicotheburglar
🎨 artwork by: @33suto

LYRICS:
[HOOK]
POP OUT ON THAT BOY I GUARENTEE HE MEET HIS FUCKIN MAKER
I GOT STICKS AND DRUMS AND I CAN FEED HIM TO THE ALLIGATORS
YOUR BITCH ON MY DICK SHE ALWAYS ACT LIKE IM HER BIGGEST SAVIOR
SWEAR TO GOD YOU ALWAYS ON SOME SHIT LIKE YOU MY BIGGEST HATER

[SXUM VERSE]
IN THE KITCHEN, GREEN ALL ON THE SCALES LIKE ITS AN ALLIGATOR
HE CANT KEEP SHIT P HE NPC HE NOT EVEN A PLAYER
JG WENTWORTH I NEED MY CASH NOW IF ITS ABOUT THE PAPER
G 3 C'S AND G 2 3'S TRY BACK AINT NO ONE GONNA SAVE YA

BITCH I LET THIS SHIT BANG
LET DEMONS OUT MY DOMAIN
PUT HOLLOWS IN HIS RIB CAGE
I PULL OFF WHILE MY EARS RING
AND LET THIS BITCH JAM, HE GET STOMPPED ON BY THE WHOLE GANG

[5'4 VERSE]
IN THESE GATOR BOOTS, IMMA STOMP HIS FACE OUT IN THESE GATOR BOOTS
PRISON PROOF, BITCH I RUN THEM STREETS JUST LIKE A PROSTITUTE
BLOODY BOOF, AND YOU KNOW MY BLADE SHARP LIKE A SABERTOOTH
IS IT TRUE? I HEARD THAT SHE ONLY FUCK ON SKATER DUDES

JUMP OUT THE WHIP WHILE IM CRASHING THE COUPE
GOT SXUM IN THE PASSENGER WAITING TO SHOOT
IF BRO DROP THE WINDOW JUST KNOW THAT YOU DOOMED
THIS PISTOL A CARNIVORE YOU GET CONSUMED
AND IM ON THEM DOWNERS IM NOT IN THE MOOD
SHE EAT UP THE DICK LIKE IM FEEDING HER FOOD
JUST LIKE THE WEATHER YOU UP ON THE NEWS
LIKE BACK TO THE LOBBY IM TAKING HIS LOOT

IM TAKING HIS LOOT IM TAKING HIS BAG
COLD HARD CASH, SO MUCH SWAG
PULL OUT A STICK MAKE HIM FREEZE LIKE LAG
WALK IN ALIVE BUT HE LEAVE WITH A TAG
IM SMOKING HIM UP LIKE IM TAKING A DRAG
I RAN OUT OF SHOTS IMMA THROW OUT A FRAG
BODY THAT BOY I GOT BLOOD ON MY MASK
IM LETTING IT BLAST, HE GONE IN A FLASH

[HOOK]

🐊SPOTIFY🐊

ALLIGATORS FT. SXUM (PROD. NICOTHEBURGLAR)

Lyrics:

I don’t need no gun I’ll snatch your soul up with my fucking hands
The oppers on my block they tryna run me down don’t think they can
They out me on the news I don’t think think that they fucking understand
That I’m not human got you screaming I’m a demon not a fucking man

Like bitch why the fuck you think your bullets they can stop me
I’ll wear you like a fucking coat so maybe you could haunt me
Oh he’s a killer? Your guts I fill up, with bleach you can’t put me down
I burnt down the villa, turn to a thriller, I taste blood I relapse

I’m in the pit with a broken nose 
I cannot fuck unless she let me suck her toes
Police on my ass and you know they won’t let me go
So I turn around and the pistol they let it blow

Bitch I’m undead you know that they can’t kill me
It’s the mustache maniac got them filming
Snuff films and the bodies in the back they burning 
This shits to Xtreme no it won’t stop hurting

Bo)
Real disrespect 
Came here to kill everybody 
It’s gone’ be a homi 
50 shots out the Hyundai 
Run up and get dropped 
I put your bitch ass in a box 
I put the nails in your coffin 
I’m on your block I take a walk 
Now his body outlined in chalk 
Use your head before I cut it off 
Off off 
Chop your shit off 

Dobbie)
fuck dobbie
i hate that bitch 
yeah riding down the block 
but you can catch me in the fucking pits 
smoking on spliffs 
not no swishers 
what you think this is 
blood on my kicks 
i’ll stomp you out 
yeah i’ll fucking spit 

blood blood , now you leakin blood 
run run , you better fucking run x2

I don’t need no gun I’ll snatch your soul up with my fucking hands
The oppers on my block they tryna run me down don’t think they can (you better fucking run)
They out me on the news I don’t think think that they fucking understand
That I’m not human got you screaming I’m a demon not a fucking man

Like bitch why the fuck you think your bullets they can stop me
I’ll wear you like a fucking coat so maybe you could haunt me
Oh he’s a killer? Your guts I fill up, with bleach you can’t put me down
I burnt down the villa, turn to a thriller, I taste blood I relapse

All Platforms!

I'm Not Human w/ fuckdobbie + Bo (@or.1ove_prod)

LYRICS: BITCH, I GOT THA BAG
UH

IT'S HOLDIN' UP MY STRAP
uh

STACKIN' UP MY CHEESE,
EXTERMINATE 'EM IF THEY RATS

GOING BACK TO BACK
ON FLEAS
HIT 'EM UP
BITCH, AIN'T NO NexGard

Yugi-O my strap,
kill that bitch, yeah, that's my next card

I'M PUSHIN' 90 IF I SEE THAT BITCH

PUSHIN' POWER OUT MY WHIP

G45 WITH RUBBER GRIP

(YOU STUPID BITCH)

YOU'RE IN MY SIGHTS, I'M BOUTTA BREAK YO LIPS

METAL BULLET GIVE A KISS

PUCKER UP AND LET IT HIT

SWING MY SHETTY AT THAT BOY, AIN'T NO FORTNITE

FINALLY GOT THAT HIT
10G BANDS IT
IT TOOK ME FOUR NIGHTS

KEEP MY BLADE TUCKED,
HUDDLED UP,
JUST FOR THA RIGHT TIME

WHEN WE MEETING UP?
10 O'CLOCK, I'M WINNING AT 9:00

BOUNCE OUT, I DON'T SEE THAT PUSSY

I'LL SLIT HIM 'TIL HE GUSHY
I KNEW HE WAS A PUSSY,
WET THAT BOY, AIN'T NO ROOKIE

I'LL BANG HIM 'TIL HE CROOKY
I'LL SCARE HIM, AIN'T NO MOVIE
I'LL PUT HIM IN THE GROUND
4800 TIL I'M DOWNED

ZER0XTHRASH X JENX2 X CACITY - NEXGAURD (prod.zer0xthrash)

lyric
its been a minute since i got up out the crib
you talkin to me i said tell me what it is
i need a rack for every word that imma spit
im from the 619 like pussy boy lets get it in

out the mouth bitch i spit straight ism
when i shoot bitch its all precision
aim for the eyes like you got no vision
why you pussies stuck in place you mentally imprisoned

i done had 5 meals he still lookin out for dinner
ive been drinkin so damn much i think im fuckin up my liver
if that bitch gon try to cross me the you know i wont forgive her
i need my girl just like some money bitch i need a nice figure

one more time im a natural born sinner
i aint supplyin any hand outs pussy boy this aint the giver
when i walk up in the room i tend to make em all go shiver
so much tree up in the blunt like when i smoke it they yell timber

my sauce get lost this my cause
too frost riposte like i fight gods
all my energy i know they tryna siphon
when i hop up on the verse youd think its my song
fine nods from the bitties who gon bite rocks time bomb everytime i speak i dont have no flaws
eyes off i can see without the lights on tyson swinging both my fist i make em respawn

i could tell that ur a bitch when i first met you
leave that boy two face zangetsu
bitch i pop another bean like a sensu
the way they talking shit up on the boy i think the rents due

you be complaining bout your life you swear it isnt your fault
i go an hour without smoking im already having withdrawals
i got two bitches jumpin at me like we have a tip off
like when you come up in the building treat me like im the boss
2x

its been a minute since i got up out the crib
you talkin to me i said tell me what it is
i need a rack for every word that imma spit
im from the 619 like pussy boy lets get it in

out the mouth bitch i spit straight ism
when i shoot bitch its all precision
aim for the eyes like you got no vision
why you pussies stuck in place you mentally imprisoned

OUT THE CRIB! (PROD. JXYLN)

I FEEL LIKE A ZOMBIE
I RIP YOUR BRAIN OUT YOUR SKULL
NO THIS BLADE ISNT DULL
YOU HAD IT COMIN MUTHA FUCKA COULDNT STOP ME
YOU JUST WANNA SEE ME FALL
NO YOU NEVER CARED AT ALL
IM SICK OF YOU AND ALL THIS PAIN YOU FUCKIN CAUSED ME

I GET IT YOU DONT HAVE RESPECT ILL KNOCK YOU OUT FOR TALKIN BACK
ROLLING UP WITH MY ALL MY BROTHERS SMOKIN ON A CHRONIC PACK
IVE BEEN FOCUSED ON MY BAG IM GOING WHERE THE PROFITS AT
ON THE XANS I WASNT ME SO I HAD TO STOP POPPIN THAT

KEEP ON SHOWING DISRESPECT 
KEEP ON TALKIN OUT YOUR NECK
WE GON MAKE YOU HIT THE DECK
WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU EXPECT
MADE HIM TAKE BACK WHAT HE SAID
KNOCKED HIM OUT HE WENT TO BED
SIX GRAM BLUNT RIGHT TO THE HEAD
IVE BEEN FOCUSED ON MY BREAD

LEAVE YOU FUCKED UP
YOU WONT EVER TRY THAT SHIT AGAIN
ROLL A BLUNT UP
THEN I SMOKE IT TILL THERES NOTHING LEFT
I GET FUCKED UP
WAKE UP AND I DO THAT SHIT AGAIN
I FEEL FUCKED UP
LIVING WITH THESE DEMONS IN MY HEAD

I FEEL LIKE A ZOMBIE
I RIP YOUR BRAIN OUT YOUR SKULL
NO THIS BLADE ISNT DULL
YOU HAD IT COMIN MUTHA FUCKA COULDNT STOP ME
YOU JUST WANNA SEE ME FALL
NO YOU NEVER CARED AT ALL
IM SICK OF YOU AND ALL THIS PAIN YOU FUCKIN CAUSED ME

YOU DID ME WRONG IN THE PAST
YOU ACTIN LIKE WE COOL WHAT MAKES YOU THINK ID FUCK WITH YO ASS
I DONT WANNA HEAR A THING FEOM YOU IM DONE WITH YO ASS
IM SICK OF LIVING IN MY HEAD IM ALWAYS STUCK IN THE PAST
I GOT KILL INSIDE MY LUNGS MY BLUNTS ARE ROLLED HELLA FAT
I WAS DYING LOST MYSELF I WENT THROUGH HELL AND CAME BACK
ALL THESE PEOPLE THAT DONT KNOW ME SAYIN THIS SAYIN THAT
IF YOU WANNA FIGHT IM DOWN TO THROW SOME MU FUCKIN HANDS

LETS THROW SOME HANDS
LETS THROW SOME HANDS 
BITCH AHH
X4

I FEEL LIKE A ZOMBIE
I RIP YOUR BRAIN OUT YOUR SKULL
NO THIS BLADE ISNT DULL
YOU HAD IT COMIN MUTHA FUCKA COULDNT STOP ME
YOU JUST WANNA SEE ME FALL
NO YOU NEVER CARED AT ALL
IM SICK OF YOU AND ALL THIS PAIN YOU FUCKIN CAUSED ME

IMMA MAKE YOU SEE SOME STARS JUST LIKE THE US FLAG
I CAN SEE RIGHT THRU YOU MUTHA FUCKA YOU A SNAKE
SMOKIN ON ORGANIC FLOWERS GETTING STUPID BAKED
HIT HIM WITH THE CUTTER HE AINT GON RECUPERATE 

IF YOU KEEP TESTING MY PATIENCE IMMA SEND YOU STRAIGHT TO HELL
IVE BEEN PATIENT WITH THE PROCESS TAKING STEPS TO CHANGE MYSELF
IN MY MIND FEELS LIKE A PRISON AND I CANT ESCAPE THE CELL
BOY YOU GOOFY GOT ME LAUGHIN LIKE YOUR NAME IS DAVE CHAPELLE

GETTING PAPER LIKE A LOOSE LEAF
LEAVE YOU WITH SOME LOOSE TEETH
YOU AINT GONNA DO SHIT
I THROW HANDS LIKE BRUCE LEE
X2

I FEEL LIKE A ZOMBIE
I RIP YOUR BRAIN OUT YOUR SKULL
NO THIS BLADE ISNT DULL
YOU HAD IT COMIN MUTHA FUCKA COULDNT STOP ME
YOU JUST WANNA SEE ME FALL
NO YOU NEVER CARED AT ALL
IM SICK OF YOU AND ALL THIS PAIN YOU FUCKIN CAUSED ME
X2


produced by LORENZO @xxsadlorenzoxx
Art by @llg￼071tre

ZOMBIE

ZOMBIE (PROD. LORENZO)

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