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KILLING THERAPY
CHAINSAW MURDA

PRODUCED BY MAKEME
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KILLING THERAPY

KILLING THERAPY (PROD. MAKEME)

3 poopnoses makin hits

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@dir5a
@djuzimane

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@dir5a
@djuzimane

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@dir5a
@djuzimane

DOMSLAPS X DIRSA X PILGRIM - RUTHLESS

this album is non-commercial, I uploaded it with enthusiasm
respect to the producers whose beats I used
peace.
enjoy your listening.

in some tracks, the instrumentals are not fully signed, since I did not find the original beats on the Internet, and I still have files with the name without authors, if you find out, please write who the author of the instrumental is, thanks.

tvoi sny nerealny (prod. by AK.HAZARD)

he is lost xd

Lyrics:"
Затирай мне за идеалы общества
Говори что нормально когда лезет большинство
Вы все ничтожества
Люди сходят с ума
Не понимают что творят
Они всё вермя что-то пиздят
Не делают а едят
Куча людей
Толпы ребят
Уже курят и бухают дохуя
Расскажи мне за идеалы когда ты в хлам
Какой же ты мечтатель, если уебан?
Я улетаю в мечтах о геноциде
Я токсикоман
Мне так нравится смотреть как вы убиваете сами себя
Бездомный спит под лестницей
неужели это человек мне будет затирать про верность ценностям?
Да, даже если сука у него нет нихуя
Посмотри вокруг если не слепа
Мир обезумел, в нём нет человеческого нихуя
Какая депрессия? Где вы потеряли именно эти ценности?
Бутликер
Где вы решили подкупить мне прелестями?
Бутликер
Что ты сделаешь если вместо денег я проедусь кулаком по твоей челюсти?
Битликер
Как ты собираешься меня остановить какой-то там нечестью?
БУТЛИКЕР!

ТЫ ДЛЯ МЕНЯ БУТЛИКЕР
ЗА ТОБОЙ НИХУЯ НЕ СТОИТ
ТЫ ЛИШЬ ВТОРОСТЕПЕННЫЙ
НА ТВОЁМ ФОНЕ Я ГИТЛЕР

English:
Tell me about of the ideals of society
Tell me what's normal when the majority climbs
You're all worthless
People are going crazy
They don't understand what they're doing
They're always telling shit
They do nothing, but eat it
Lots of people
Crowds of children
They're already smoking and fucking drinking
Tell me for the ideals when you're in the trash
What kind of dreamer are you if you're a fucker?
I'm flying away in dreams of genocide
I'm a substance abuser(glue sniffer)
I love watching you kill yourself so much
A homeless man is sleeping under the stairs
Is this really a person who will tell me about loyalty to values?
Yes, even if he doesn't have a fucking nothing
Look around if you're not blind
The world has gone mad, there is no human fucking in it
What kind of depression? Where did you lose exactly these values?
Bootlicker
Where did you decide to bribe me with charms?
Bootlicker
What will you do if instead of money I drive my fist over your jaw?
Bootlicker
How are you going to stop me with some evil spirits?
Bootlicker!

YOU'RE A BOOTLICKER TO ME
THERE'S NOTHING BEHIND YOU
YOU'RE ONLY SECONDARY
AGAINST YOUR BACKGROUND, I AM HITLER!

BOOTLICKER(REMASTERED)

@rxunddeath187 @rxunddeath187 @rxunddeath187

TRY SOMETHING TO SAY TO ME

FIRESTRUT MEMPHIS RAP

Joehdah

ig: @919slum and @syndfall

vocals by nikita + africa (SyndFall + 919slum)
mixing and prod by africa cook (919slum)
cover art by nikita (SyndFall)

sample: And End - Yellow


LYRICS:

[VERSE 1: SYNDFALL]
Öppna up graven, och du hittar mina sagor
"The tales of a man consumed by his sorrows"
I'm a porcelain doll, stuck up in the gallows
One question in mind, where the fuck is my shadow?

Press any key, I'll sound like piano
Since I turned 18, been wishing for the arrow
Don't wanna be me, it's a never ending battle
In my sick dreams, where I lay Inside the gravel

In mold where I found this beauty of mine
Decay and rot they fill my mind
The corspes stack high, no end in sight
Like a towering beast that consumes the night

I don't ever think of anyone else
And its prolly for the best, that I got put to the test
Finna say it with my chest, I really feel blessed
For not giving a fuck about those I call friends

[CHORUS: LUV.NIKITA]
I never stood a chance in a sick world
Dying in a sinkhole, believe me that I've been cold
With no one to go to, I'm standing on my own two
I know I'm breaking homes too, I know that it exhaust you
I never stood a chance in a sick world
Dying in a sinkhole, believe me that I've been cold
With no one to go to, I'm standing on my own two
I know I'm breaking homes too, I know that it exhaust you

[VERSE 2: 919SLUM]
in my shell i sat and remained, never planning to ever reach out once again
cuz every single time it came back just to blast
shatter my face till the bones crunched in half
had no plans for a 'scape for the pain
got sober ever since i got caught one day
so im clean, no love is just what it seemed
till homie said up to me

"man say fuck it, just
holla at whoever try to link up
if it dont work, so what, mane dont give a single fuck
you aint not sum ugly mf at least try yo luck"

shit, why did i listen in retrospect ive always been just a hopeless case
first girl i met on this escapade, ruined me worse than my broken face

talked it out for months, but she fallin out to lust
over time her responsiveness dropped, so I'm thinking now what
Maybe twice a day we communicate, usually paying compliments
Thinking to myself "what the fuck"
Shit had fucking changed, it aint used to be this way
Remember talking myself and the mental blood stains
She was with me thru the shit and she said it was okay
What drove her away came clear when I said I had enough

Effort I put in, she hardly put any
My love it was plenty shown
Told her I'm going my way
Told her to not follow the trail that I left of bones

Check her IG bout a couple days later, got a new man in her home
Man ever since I ain't really give a fuck I've been just balling out on my own

I had been played, fuckin crashed damn near
NEver felt so called out and weird
2nd place finisher, race was just two
Ruined my thoughts with a new attitude
Now all I sense is doom
That is the feeling that looms, and hate
Hate it has filled up my blood
Hear it in what I create, bitch i got pains and the aches
Relapsed, when I got ghosted by another bitch
Cuz I should've known better I was dumb
Did stimulants while I sat on the floor
Tweaking and shaking, my facing going numb
Crying questioning praying to God
Tell him to end me through a yelling sob
Told him if he wont then I'll do the job
I'm tired of not being happy cuz the brain rot

All I really feel is my decay
All I really feel is my decay
Its another day mane, vision stayin gray
All I really feel is my decay

NEVER STOOD A CHANCE (SYNDFALL + 919SLUM)

WELCOME 2 THA VOID

INJECTEDPOSSE
1/2 OF DEVIL'S DISCIPLES
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KILLING THERAPY (PROD. MAKEME)

CHAINSAW MURDA

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