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i love gxner! yea gxner go yeah good rapper best for real!!!!!

LYRICS:
I’m so trapped up in my sin
Voices in my head like where do I begin?
Hate myself I cannot win
Praying to my God he gon save me from this pit
Can you save me from this
I cannot keep it 100
I cannot keep distance from it
Know the truth but keep on hunting
Know the truth and I’m done hunting
I just need to breathe but addiction keeps on tugging
I’m so trapped up in my sin
Voices in my head like where do I begin?
Hate myself I cannot win
Praying to my God he gon save me from this pit
I just need to quit but all this stress up in my brain
Bumming me a cig just so I ease some of the pain
Not thinking of the damage how it’s making me insane
I’,m so sorry God I don’t wanna be this way
I just need to quit
I just need to quit
Yeah I think I need to quit
I just need to quit
I just need to quit
Yeah I think I need to quit
I just need to quit
I just need to quit
Yeah I think I need to quit
I just need to quit
I just need to quit
Yeah I think I need to quit

CIGARETTE BREAK(ing me) [PROD DIKLORDEFENIL]

LYRICS
Knocking at my door now run away
Don’t ask for my papers keep a stick right at my place
Thinking we can hide but we ain’t safe
That’s why I got sticks and I got glocks and I got K’s
Knocking at my door now run away
Don’t ask for my papers keep a stick right at my place
Thinking we can hide but we ain’t safe
That’s why I got sticks and I got glocks and I got K’s
We have to get real violent these boys don’t wanna talk it out
Don’t wanna hold my tongue I’m talking and I’m getting loud
Don’t care about your feelings I’m tired of doing the walk around
Don’t care about this nation we all are getting tossed around
Getting tossed like a free throw
Controlling what we think on the down low
Are your eyes closed is your brain slow
Don’t wanna keep it low
Don’t keep it mellow
Knocking at my door now run away
Don’t ask for my papers keep a stick right at my place
Thinking we can hide but we ain’t safe
That’s why I got sticks and I got glocks and I got K’s
Knocking at my door now run away
Don’t ask for my papers keep a stick right at my place
Thinking we can hide but we ain’t safe
That’s why I got sticks and I got glocks and I got K’s
TR!KE spazzing and forgot his lyrics lol
Knocking at my door now run away
Don’t ask for my papers keep a stick right at my place
Thinking we can hide but we ain’t safe
That’s why I got sticks and I got glocks and I got K’s
Knocking at my door now run away
Don’t ask for my papers keep a stick right at my place
Thinking we can hide but we ain’t safe
That’s why I got sticks and I got glocks and I got K’s

PARANOIA (FEAT TR!KE) [PROD DIKLORDEFENIL X TAKIZAVA]

DROP THE GUILLOTINE (FREESTYLE) W/ ORGETPLUS [PRD. DIKLORDEFENIL & VILEX]

@intwrixd <333
Produced /mixed by me
cover by me
ly all <3

FLESH //Feat !NTWRiXD // [Prod. txaz]

BATTLEFIELD // feat. KillRiddle // [Prod. txaz]

https://genius.com/Decayinggod-execute-lyrics

remastered :D
feat + prod: @needleguts <3
cover. @/brainbitss

✞ ✞ ✞

EXECUTE w/ NEEDLEGUTS [NEEDLEGUTS]

Ft @tangy-taste
Prod @tenetits
Art @sailinsosadly

Lyrics:
[RVDXNT]
*SLOW*
Chains around my fist, I wanna make his fucking nose runny
Yuh, stop giving money to those necrofuckers, you ain’t getting plays
Talkin shit to me, make twice you make in a fucking day
Call me fucking Bezbique, I’ll mal form your face like it was clay
Bayonet inside my hand, I bound you, I begin to flay

[RVDXNT]
I make your bitch a rope bunny
What the fuck is so funny?
Check up in my basement, a decapitated snow bunny
All I want is more money
Shoot him while it’s still sunny
Chains around my fist, I wanna make his fucking nose runny
Yuh, stop giving money to those necrofuckers, you ain’t getting plays
Talkin shit to me, make twice you make in a fucking day
Call me fucking Bezbique, I’ll mal form your face like it was clay
Bayonet inside my hand, I bound you, I begin to flay

Waste your paycheck on a figure, deagle with a light weight trigger
She say, "We share a connection," I feel fucking nothing with her
Bitch, I mangle and disfigure, always been a quiet killer
Bitch, I mangle and disfigure, always been a quiet killer

Beat him till he black and blue and now we coming back at you
Study your anatomy, I fucking split your skull to two
Detectives on the case, these faggots ain’t even gotta clue
I’m stabbing 'em to death until his skin is zero hue

[NEJMIN]
L-L-Looking all around for me, you didn’t know I was behind
Best get used to sitting down because I’m coming for your spine
Consequences coming for you if you tryna cross the line
I can’t get it out my head, torment surrounding my mind

Saying you gon try to finish up and you know that’s a lie
He thinks he can just get rid of me and I am not surprised
Even when I’m not around you, I’m still inside of your mind
You know running faster than these shots won’t work, but you can try

You wanna speak on me for nothing, all of you pathetic
All this camo, ammo on me like I’m in the military
Reload the artillery, and then I bring some more to bury
Way too many bodies falling down, it’s getting hard to carry
(Yuh)

PATHETIC (FT. RVDXNT) [PROD. TENEBRIS]

##GRVEYRD ##REALGHOUL

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LYRICS:

EXECUTE ME, LET ME HEAR THE WORDS SAY WHAT U WANT
I KNOW THAT ITS A CURSE  ×2

BLOODY GUTS AND PUSSY THATS ALL I WANNA EAT FOR MEALS
YO BITCH SHE GET WETTER WHEN I TIE HER UP AND MAKE HER SPILL
BLOODY GUTS MURDER JASON VOORHEES IMMA MAKE EM SQUEAL
PUSSY WANNA TALK SHIT HE GON WAKE UP AND IM GONNA

FUCKIN SKIN HIM
ALIVE BITCH ×3

IMMA TAKE HIM TO A MUHFUCKIN DITCH
IMMA RIP OUT HIS TEETH
RIP OUT HIS EYES
THAT PUSSY MUHFUCKA IS GON MEET HIS DEMISE
MAKE HIS BLOOD SPILL
BLOOD SPILL×2

717NA LYRICS:
I HAVE NO FUCKING CLUE!1!1!1



EXECUTE ME

prod/mix @fucksomniaa
Art @illusira

Lyrics:
SO I’M BODIED, WON’T GET OFF ME, DROPPING BODIES, THAT’S MY HOBBY
DROPPING BODIES, DRIPPING SANITY, NO ONE IS NEXT TO ME THAT I CAN TRUST

CLOSE TO THE POINT, STILL OUT OF REACH
SO CLOSE, SO FAR, I DO BLACK TAR, I DRIVE FAST CARS, I KILL MY OPPS
I LOVE MY BROS, I HATE THESE HOES

SWITCHING LIKE I SWITCH LANES, YOU KNOW MY NAME, YOU KNOW THE BLAME
FEAR FOR THE SANE ‘CAUSE MY BRAIN DON’T KNOW DIFFERENT
SHALLOW TO DEEP, I STILL LIVE UNDERNEATH, YOU DON’T NEED ANALYSIS ON ME
I GRAB THE GUN YOU ALL ARE SHEEP

SMOKE HIM LIKE A CIG THEN WE HIT EM LIKE A BONG
HIT EM LIKE A BONG THEN WE SMOKE HIM LIKE A CIG
THEY ALL PULL ME DOWN SO I’M LOSING MY GRIP
YOU LIKE TO SPEAK A LOT ABOUT SOME THINGS THAT I NEVER DID

SMOKE HIM LIKE A CIG, HIT EM LIKE A BONG
HIT EM LIKE A BONG, SMOKE HIM LIKE A CIG
THEY ALL PULL ME DOWN SO I’M LOSING MY GRIP
YOU LIKE TO SPEAK A LOT ABOUT SOME THINGS THAT I NEVER DID

HA, HA, YOU’RE MAD BECAUSE I SPEAK THE TRUTH
NAH, NAH, I’M MAD BECAUSE YOU LYING BOUT ME
CALL ME THESE NAMES IT’S LIKE WE WERE ENEMIES
OF COURSE I’M NOT GONNA WANNA HAVE YOU BESIDE ME

TALKING ABOUT TRUST, WHEN YOU NEVER DID
TALKING ABOUT TRUTH, YOU KNOW WHAT YOU SAID

ALL UNCOMFORTABLE, LOSING SANITY BY THE DECIBELS
BEATING MYSELF UP, I BEG FOR YOUR HELP

EVERYBODY TELL ME THAT IT’S FINE, AND I FEEL DIFFERENT
IF IT’S REALLY FINE, WHY EVERYBODY TREAT ME DIFFERENT
CALLING ME RETARDED, STOP BOOSTING MY EGO
BEEN DESENSITIZED TO ALL THESE WORDS A LONG TIME AGO

WALK ON HIS HEAD, YEAH, I WALK ON HIS SKULL
PUT A KNIFE THROUGH MY HEART, PUT A KNIFE THROUGH HIS CLOTHES
YEAH, WALK ON THE DEAD, YEAH, I WALK AND I PULL UP
PUT A GUN TO MY THROAT, CHOKE ON BULLETS TILL I THROW UP

I AIN’T GLORIFYING SUICIDE, I’M SHOWING HOW I SEE MY LIFE
EVERYDAY I BREATHE, ANOTHER WAY THAT I COULD DIE

SMOKE HIM LIKE A CIG THEN WE HIT EM LIKE A BONG
HIT EM LIKE A BONG THEN WE SMOKE HIM LIKE A CIG
THEY ALL PULL ME DOWN SO I’M LOSING MY GRIP
YOU LIKE TO SPEAK A LOT ABOUT SOME THINGS THAT I NEVER DID

SMOKE HIM LIKE A CIG, HIT EM LIKE A BONG
HIT EM LIKE A BONG, SMOKE HIM LIKE A CIG
THEY ALL PULL ME DOWN SO I’M LOSING MY GRIP
YOU LIKE TO SPEAK A LOT ABOUT SOME THINGS THAT I NEVER DID

TRUST [PROD. FUCKSOMNIA]

ART BY CHERRY

HOSTED BY DJSHADOWBIDEN

##GRVEYRD ##REALGHOUL

FOLLOW ME ON INSTA YESYESYES
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FOLLOW GRVEYRD REAL GHOUL SHIT YESYESYES
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LYRICS:

GXNER:
WE GON TURN HIM TO A JUDAS MAKE HIM FLIP YEE YEE
I GOT ALL THESE PILLS NOW LEFT ON GXNERS LIP
THROW AWAY THOSE PILLS NOW, DROPPED HER OFF THE RIP
OFF THE OSHY I CANT FEEL NOW
IM STILL ROCKIN RICH 
SHOVIN DOWN THESE HOES IM TRYNA DIE
CAN YOU PLEASE JUST STOP THE YELLIN IM RECORDIN IN A LIVE
CASH OUT, ALWAYS JUGGIN SANTA
SO WE TAKIN OUT HIS SPINE
IF U HOES ARE SUCKIN TRIS I KNOW THAT ALL YALL LIKE TO LIE 

KXLLBVT:
FUCK WHAT U HEARD IMMA BALL OUT FOR MY TEAM, THESE MFS IS MY DAWGS BUT THEY AINT GOT NO LEASH
MUHFUCKA IMMA PUT YO SORRY ASS INTO THE GROUND
WHEN I PULL UP TO YO CRIB IM GONNA SHOOT MY GUN AROUND
WOW
YEA I REALLY LOVE THE SOUND 
CRYIN LIKE A BITCH EVERYTIME THAT IM AROUND
SET ASIDE YOUR EGO
TELL ME WHAT YOU SEE
YOUR A DEADBEAT MUHFUCKA 
YOUR A WHOLE FREAK 
GET OFF DISCORD AND GO AND TOUCH SOME GRASS YOU FAGGOT
THE WAY YOU FUCKIN ACT, YOU NEED SOME ASS YOU FAGGOT
I REALLY HOPE YOU DIE
REALLY HOPE THAT YOU PASS
U THINK I CARE AB U MUHFUCKA?

GXNER:
WE GON TURN HIM TO A JUDAS MAKE HIM FLIP
I GOT ALL THESE PILLS NOW LEFT ON GXNERS LIP
THROW AWAY THOSE PILLS NOW, DROPPED HER OFF THE RIP
OFF THE OSHY I CANT FEEL NOW
IM STILL ROCKIN RICH 
SHOVEL DOWN THESE HOES IM TRYNA DIE
CAN YOU PLEASE JUST STOP THE YELLIN IM RECORDIN IN A LIVE
CASH OUT, ALWAYS JUGGIN SANTA
SO WE TAKIN OUT HIS SPINE
IF U HOES ARE SUCKIN TRIS I KNOW THAT ALL YALL LIKE TO LIE 

PACK:
MOTHERFUCKIN WITH THE P-A-C-K-R-A-T I KNOW YOU WANNA D-I-E 
AND THAT IS OKAY WITH ME
I FEEL LIKE BEN-10 THE WAY I MUTATE N SHIT
U GOTTA DEATHWISH THE WAY YOU BE 
SAYIN THAT SHIT
SHOW UP TO YOUR HOUSE AND SPRAY YOU WITH MY FUCKIN .9
TIE YOUR BODY, FUCKIN IT N THEN ILL POST THAT SHIT ON LIVE
GET THE VIEWS ROLLIN
OR GET THE DEATH ROLLIN
I WANNA REACH INTO YOUR BACK AND RIP OUT YOUR FUCKING SPINE
DO A LINE OFF IT 

GXNER:
WE GON TURN HIM TO A JUDAS MAKE HIM FLIP YEE YEE
I GOT ALL THESE PILLS NOW LEFT ON GXNERS LIP
THROW AWAY THOSE PILLS NOW, DROPPED HER OFF THE RIP
OFF THE OSHY I CANT FEEL NOW
IM STILL ROCKIN RICH 
SHOVEL DOWN THESE HOES IM TRYNA DIE
CAN YOU PLEASE JUST STOP THE YELLIN IM RECORDIN IN A LIVE
CASH OUT, ALWAYS JUGGIN SANTA
SO WE TAKIN OUT HIS SPINE
IF U HOES ARE SUCKIN TRIS I KNOW THAT ALL YA LIKE TO LIE 

AMBER & WYATT:
????


AUDIBLE:
TALKIN OUT YO NECK LIKE WATCHU HEARD?
YEA I FUCKED THAT LIL BITCH PUT HER SIX FEET IN THE FUCKIN DIRT
BUT THIS FUCK GXNER BLOCKED ME ON TWITTER
PUSSY FUCKIN PUSSY WE GON RUN HIS ASS AGAIN YAH
HOW U GONNA HAVE HEARTBREAK U THE BIGGEST BITCH?
YEA HOW U GON RUN TO GUAP AND BE THE BIGGEST SNITCH?
YOU BEEN FUCKIN WITH THE GANG, YOU BEEN ALL UP ON OUR DICKSS
YEA I DONT PLAY THIS PUSSY SHIT
MEET ME ON THE 6TH???


WHITE HOUSE [HOSTED BY DJSHADOWBIDEN]

FT @orgetplus
Art by Ghost Autumn

Lyrics:
IF YOU AINT FUCKIN WITH ME THEN THEN WHY YOU FUCKIN WITH ME NOW
PUSSY TALKIN SHIT I'LL PUT SOME BLADES INSIDE HIS OPEN MOUTH
LEAVE YOUR BODY CHARRED UP, THEN I DROP IT DOWN SOUTH
FIRESTORM, BURNING SKIN, AND IT REALLY SMELLS FOUL

PUT A KNIFE INTO YOUR LIVER AND THE BLOOD DRIPS WHERE I STANDS
TAKE A POLAROID OF YOU AFTER I COVER YOUR CORPSE IN BANDS
YOU CAN'T EVEN SCREAM CORRECTLY, YOU ARE JUST A FUCKING FAN
COPY PASTE ON ALL YOUR LYRICS, YOUR MUSIC IS FUCKING BLAND

IMMA KILL YOU, GRAB YOU BY THE NECK AND THEN SEAL YOUR FATE
PYROMANIAC, IMMA BURN OFF YOUR FACE
WITH MY BLOWTORCH, UP CLOSE, YEAH WHAT A DISGRACE
I JUST HATE TO SEE YOU BREATHING EVERY DAY YUH

GOT THE FUCKIN CASH, AND I GOT THE KETAMINE
WAITIN FOR THE CLIENTS TO GET HERE, FUCK YOU MEAN
LIKE THE CARTEL, I WON'T EVEN LEAVE YOUR TEETH
BURN YOUR SKIN OFF, COOK THE FLESH, NOW YOUR BODY'S ON THE STREET

(Orget)

CHEMICAL WARFARE, AND I'M DROPPIN OFF THE FUCKIN BOMBS
IF YOU THOUGHT THAT YOU COULD BEAT ME, THEN YOU REALLY ARE JUST WRONG
I TAKE OUT MY CLEAVER, GET TO CHOPPIN BEFORE FIRIN' UP
THE OVEN AND I'M SHOVIN IN YOUR BODY PIECES, YOU'RE COOKED

IF YOU AINT FUCKIN WITH ME THEN THEN WHY YOU FUCKIN WITH ME NOW
PUSSY TALKIN SHIT I'LL PUT SOME BLADES INSIDE HIS OPEN MOUTH
LEAVE YOUR BODY CHARRED UP, THEN I DROP IT DOWN SOUTH
FIRESTORM, BURNING SKIN, AND IT REALLY SMELLS FOUL

WHITE HOUSE [HOSTED BY DJSHADOWBIDEN]

KXLLBVT

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