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PUSHING SKULLS BACK - All But 6 & Kxllswxtch

The debut album/mixtape from Zero 610.

All songs mixed and produced by Zero 610.

Comparison Is the Thief of Joy

VOICES

VOICES Feat. 870Glizzy

BATTLE AXE

prod lucerne

threesome with jen and jennifer
this shit a genocide
switchin from the red to the white
huntin a better ride

i was in the county fair hmm
just for countin racks
dressed as count dracula
wit da garlic blood grass

shouts out to oblivion 
the blood of an argonian 
lil scales the lizard king   
dog and labrandaurian

doesnt take a microscope to see
that i been gifted
only strippers that im tryna fuck wit
started off as liquid

i just invvested in a voodoo doll
so if u got a prollem wit somebody u know who to call
hoes call me oogie balls
fore i finish thats on when i hit em wit the cudegras

me on q3dm17 thats my lil kinda murk
this that east mass shit 
its the right side of church
hoes hit em 
dog shittem
baby i want press ed work
i aint fuckin wit emotions 
no more that shit got me hurt

3 dolla dope bag 
fake ass chinese gas 
where yo phone at?
blown up like a beeper 
who wan go back ?
to when they had real heroin
in folded paper?
the mold is later
after time passes
mother nature 
always reclaims
all yo dime baggin
fuck a time fraction
im gon bomb past it
im the hash slinging slasher
this a blonde pageant

the wigs off im gettin ratchet
big soft i couldnt tax it
it was too raw

u needa feel this 
feelin myself new boob job

fuck the feds and the prison guards
chewed off

all the hands that fuckin fed em
look at chu dog

aint no bounty huntin in the commonwealth
if u got a issue put it on the problem shelf

all yo songs a psy op to get em fuckin locked up
sum bout some coke prices lean got his jaw fucked
actin super tough on the mic yeah it gon work
for like gucci, rest of yall need a growth spurt

me walkin down the street with my own curse
another swap meet EBT and cold turkey
i believe in god why u wont murk me
i might set the fuckin vibe i might go early

i was sippin ergot wit a witch thot
like a boyscout all i want is big knots
always way too high to be pissed off
goody green 90s baby im the big dawg

huh...errythang they did wrong 
if peter pecker pick the poorer man pocket
get off

sick of all the yadadadadadadada shit talk
errybody know somebody errybody get on 
coke and delears get rich ima peon
never turn cold on the bros aint no freeon

errybody talks and they talk ion be on
i just wan chill smoke a blunt get my free-on


party store or packey it aint moafuckin different
i be smokin hella bogeys got a coney i was kickin
i was 10 toes everywhere im usian gifted
ima blow this moafucka up and say sum different

scales aint nobody else could be him
crazy what these moafuckas pay for machine trim!!!

better open up the flood gates
one man change the whole world with some substrate

i be all them spores in that popcorn 
if u aint ever reach enigma u should pop more

i was hittin dreamer carts im on the top floor
sippin on mimosas i aint wearin tom ford

495 im the only one surviving

LIZARD TEETH 9 (PROD. LUCERNE)

ALLEY OOP - bumboi ft glizzy x sadfriendd (prod. bumboi)

TEST YO LUCK - bumboi ft naceuos x Y$57 (prod. bumboi x $ALLEN)

LYRICS:
Bounce on the count 4 

Smokin on this medical 

Sippin on this fifth i took a drink and then i poured it all 

This for the homies and the ones who didnt make it 

Rest in peace to my pops 

I just hope he see me changing 



Tu - tu

Tuck - tuck it tho lemme count stacks 



Keeping my feelings up under this money i dont wanna talk facts 

Thats why i cant call back 



Lost in the void i keep on falling right back in 

When i reached out aint nobody came and offer me a hand 



But fuck it This just my head 

These drugs gon help me feel dead 

Tough luck when i came from nothin 

Turned that flower into bread



This music helpin me vent 

It take the knots out my chest 

It gets tighter when i speak bout the issues that make me pressed 



Like why they all up in my head nah

Why they uh-uh




Slam don’t mean to interrupt but this is the one for the squad imma hold up the bottle

-Flashin’ my bank account make them eyes open up wider I’m tired of serving as a model

-Listen to Bum on the regular got me exposing the mind RIP to my father

-Options I’m dodging the thinking I ponder should I rearrange never dropping a flopper

-Finding me bored I get high as a bitch

-Im steady flowing water in a ditch

-Trip it on load runnin’ back need a hit

-That’s how the mind of a feind work loosening up every moment falling to a pit

-Diggin’ a hole how many of us fit

-Drag ‘em all down the personal abyss

-Couldn’t be Slam I’ll never fuckin switch

-Block a couple loaded barrels

-Knockin’ from banging the pedal

-Stop and listen imma blow then frog at you holding the metal

-Officer drop and roll not a fire just pulling on your leg

-Consequences coming but used to only care for the dare yuh

-Got a new bitch, on the main line, steady blowin’ up my phone

-I’m a new kid, not a wimp now, but I still check back home

-It’s the life I live, tweakin’ whenever you drop and don’t pick up the phone

-Just raise a hand when you be lost and then never get caught in picking at a bone

PRESSURE IN MY LUNGS - bumboi w slmdnk (prod. bumboi)

why i feel like teddy bridgewater?

why i feel like teddy bridgewater? (99-02 mix)

Lyrics:
Rip open the back door 

Flick off a lil whack hoe

I cant show my face 



Already look like im dead 



Partnas getting stacks tho 

I cant lose my faith bro 



Feels like im just outside my body and lookin in



Losing all of my mental just to feed up all of my kinfolk cant straight im feeling real sinful 

Burn this rubber off that import you a fed lookin for more info what i said isnt no insult 

Why all these rappers just saying the same things and letting it get to they muhfuckin head? He -head -head 





Swerving thru yo lane shawty

You aint getting paid shawty 

Why tf u making all them songs and boasting mid 



I know yous a lame shawty 

You aint hit no stain shawty 

How tf you aint got no gun

 ikno yous a bitch 









Bum pullin up with them bands mane

Glock 40 covered in red stains 

Kick on the choppa like sensei 

Rotten and bummy since 98



Why they need a coolin kit when they dont use that heat bro 

Playing w that fye that boy end up w a heat stroke




I can’t take none of you serious
Heavy flow of cash
compare it to a period
They been piling trash
I dig a new grave
when I hear this shit
took a second to go this fast
lemme see what gear it’s in
It should say it on the dash

top five at least
1st spot in top three
That wrist watch
can’t clock me
You bitches ain’t gon stop me
Ankle deep inside that water
When I Drop heat
It’s like I’m hovering
over my body
I can see all that
Gotta get on it
Yea
I been near
Extinction
What they thinkin
Im still crawling yea,
Know my future creepin
Sunrise peakin
Wanna be ballin
Yea

Save me from myself
I’m overwhelmed
You never felt what I felt
Im livin hell
Fuck whatever cards were dealt,
Just be yourself
If it’s chronic that I smelt
It’s top shelf
You Closed minded
livin im the Bible Belt
Don’t be judging when ya face
start to muthafuckin melt
Start to muthafuckin

ALLEY OOP - bumboi ft glizzy x sadfriendd (prod. bumboi)

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