Served Dinner

prod. @ChefNAG

Lyrics:

Slicing niggas open 'til my fingertips get soaked in blood
Thought they were the token but I turned 'em into duds

death is not enough for me
that's letting them off easy
i would rather drain their blood until they feel a little queasy
Strap them niggas to a pole inside a warehouse that's abandoned
And dissect 'em while they breathing so they begging for the canon

using my exact-o knife
slowly take away their life
deep into the night
and making sure their pain is out of sight
i just might, gorge their eyeballs out and make them vessels sprout
Fucking up their face, 'til their head be looking like a drout

Open up that belly, cutting meat like I was in a deli
Nobody can hear you scream and got no service on the celly
i'll peel off them fingernails until i hear your bitch ass wail
than stab metal nails inside your fingers, making your wrist frail

shove some shit up in your nose
than make your tongue stretch like a lizard
make that vessel disappear as if i was a fucking wizard
think i'll lynch this one, ironic since he would call me a nigger

this is my new way to cope
way better than ending it with rope
i try to share my passion
but they tried washing my mind with soap

they had this shit coming
when you play with my emotions
now im smearing blood all on my face
and using it as lotion

screams echoing across the halls
nailing niggas to the walls
it's performance art
them critics should give me a call

once again, my ops made me descend into madness
thought i'd bend some rules and limbs to help me deal with all the sadness
there's no turning back after this one. but i could say i'm done
probably won't see the sun after this, but it was fun
i will be forever shunned for going far off the edge
but i'm not ashamed for seeing what goes on over the hedge

Victims: @blxxdburn, @contorted-songs, & @vintixvenus

Exact-Yo Life

prod. @ChefNAG

Lyrics:

This is the end
Got to see how far these torsos bend
Now I'm getting put on trial
Hope they got pardons to lend

I've felt wronged all of my life
No one had a break to spare
So i lashed out in my angquish
Had a lot of pain to share
 
I don't care anymore
Lock me up for all my crimes
Fuck what my mom has to say
Go back to living on dimes

One less mouth to deed
Not like she met any of my needs
Will probably replant the seed
Just to restart the tragedy

Surround me with them padded walls
So they catch me when I fall
Got more space to maul and crawl
And nobody hears my calls

Got the jury mad
But they ain't give a shit when I was sad
This could've been prevented
If their empathy wasn't so bad

They don't want me leaving
Some are grieving
Some want me hung from the ceiling
They don't want breathing
Just cause I ain't catch they feelings

I'm too busy cackling
Cause honestly, I think I've won
Not much they can do to punish me
When all my work is done

The Final Verdict

prod. @ChefNAG

Lyrics:

This is what the devil plays before he beats his meat
He been had an ace up his sleeve so let me be discrete
I've been knocked and beat, left fumbling in sheets
Scribbling away all my problems 'til all my thoughts delete

Was born to parents who ain't even got they shit together
Put myself between the antics cause I ain't know better
I've been left to just feel guilty for why we stuck in this city
And my trauma was exposed to all the bullies

My name is Kwokee
Try and get to know me
Since my whole damn life,
I've been feeling pretty lonely

My dad been pretty phony
So mom left him out of fear
He spent some time in jail
So I ain't seen him for some years

Had to get by on my own, getting barely any audience
Would ask for some attention but mom would just leave me in silence
I than became defiant, becoming less reliant
While she was waiting tables I was out dealing with tyrants

Going to school is a challenge when the kids don't give a fuck
Think they'd try to change their lives, guess they don't mind staying stuck
Will keep you down for their luck, sometimes school's a thing I duck
Just to avoid some niggas tormenting 'til I give 'em bucks

A lot of shit to handle
What keeps me from blowing off my mantle?
Tend to write some graphic shit 
To get the anger out my mental

Aspired to create some novels,
Was my space of self expression
Sadly writing my true feelings just led me into detention

Feels like no matter what I do I keep going in circles
Wish I could find a way to force out all of these hurdles
At least just give me some sort of way to vent out my problems
Cause I'm so close to throwing myself deep into rock bottom.

Basterd

Prod. @ChefNAG

Lyrics:

They say revenge is best served cold
But I ain't tryna get salmonella
Finna roast these niggas good
Before I get thrown in the cella

Got a lil' taste of blood
And now I'm craving for some more
Call me Albert Fish
Cause now I'm looking up all this gore

Crush some heads between the door
'Til that shit turn into jam
Than I'll cram them guts into an oven
Make it taste like ham

Sucking all them strings of meat right your stomach
it's delicious
I'm malicious for this shit
But it don't matter, blood is rich

Once you eat that rack
You'll never go back
Smacking lips all through the night
This is my victory snack

On this shit like it was crack
Blood dripping all down my back
After I was done in there
The placed looked shot up by a mac

There go the sirens
Guess they realized who was missing
If I were to go down under
Than I'd be the one they dissing

Let this be a lesson for what
For what happens when you show no decency
It's not too much to ask for
Even I still got some sympathy

I'm ready to be put away
Ain't got much more to lose
I've made history today
While my peers continue to snooze
Permanently.

Guess it's time to pay that fee
I don't care who's mad at me
When I can go out fucking happy.

slurpin' yo intestines like spaghetti

niggas put too much mayo on my sandwich

prod. @ChefNAG

Art by me

@blxxdburn @vintixvenus @cherry-ills @contorted-songs

Lyrics: 

(Blood)
Fucking hell hate the food over there
They got shitty recipes that taste shitty I swear
I just saw a cut finger on my damn cheeseburger
If I’m gon’ see it again I’ma plan a fucking murder(I’ma kill them bitch)

Damn Arabs like me ain’t gonna eat it
Who the fuck would eat a sandwich that taste like a cut off penis
If this shit just starts repeating I’ma bomb the damn place
Gonna scream the Takbir, while exploding that’d be great

Their food’s a fucking waste
I’d rather eat Makboos
I don’t wanna waste riyals on some damn disgusting food

Fuck a damn fee I hope their business would fall
I’ma steal the damn CEO’s money so I could ball

Gen Z saying eat the rich, while they couldn’t steal some money
Could you see the hypocrisy? It’s already getting funny

Why can’t you fucking do it?
Are you so fucking stupid?
You sound like you just talk a lot while you can’t do shit

(Vintix don't got his lyrics)

(Cherry)
HEY UH BURGER SUL MIO CAZZO
SONO UNO PSICOPATICO JIGSAW MA NON IL PUZZLE
FACCIO SALTARE UN ARBYS
IO FOTTO CON LA OFF CLIQUE
FRA NON CE N'È DI CAZZI
LO SO NON MI SOPPORTI

SULLA MIA LISTA CI SEI TE
FACCIO IL SICARIO CHE SBATTI
SAI CHE TE NON FAI PIU SALTI
SICCOME TI STACCO GLI ARTI

FRATE NON SO PIU CHE FARE UH
giuro che io non so starci
QUESTO BURGER FA CAGARE UH
shotta flow ma dentro un arbys

(contortion)
*Yeah Arby’s gave me*
Autism autism autism a-
Autism autism autism a-

AUTISM
I’m on the spectrum and the prism
Cock prison is 
What it’s like when I eat Arby’s 
is there shit inside this bread
Their fries are harder than my head
Biting into bricks is funner when you’re bleeding yeah I said
Fuck your stupid meats
Yeah you faggots is some cheats
Worm your way into the industry just to be selling these
Your preference is deplorable 
Their sandwiches are horrible 
I’d rather suck a giant cock for free
Than eat affordable

(Nas)
Y'all got the meats?
Y'all niggas should take a seat
Just got a piece of them ribs
And it taste like fucking skeet

Finna beat you mother fuckers in the ground to taste defeat
Slinging all that shit and got the nerve to wrap it in them sheets?

I'm bouta light that fucker up until it's smelling like a barbeque 
Yo bitch ass sandwiches just gave food poisoning to my whole crew
 Smelling like the shit under my shoe
Quality is few
I'M SUPRISED THIS PLACE WASN'T CREATED BY SOME FUCKING JEWS

I'MA CHOKE THAT NIGGA WHO VOICES ALL THE COMMERICALS
GOING POSTAL IN THIS BITCH SINCE Y'ALL WANNA ACT FUCKING BOASTFUL

WHY THE FUCK IS THE ROAST BEEF STILL PINK?
LOOKING LIKE A TWINK
DROWN MY SHIT IN FUCKING MAYO, I'MA DROWN YOU IN THE SINK

I'm getting tired of this shit
Rub the meat in yo clit
you cunt ass faggots serving dick
you make me sick
pullin up to that bitch with sticks
go grip yo fucking fit

we dishing ammunition not miss yo faction
turn the meat you packing into fucking rations
we lasting on top of this hill
it's war with the clique so fuck your bill

SHOOT UP AN ARBY'S

SHOOT UP AN ARBY'S (feat. BlxxdBurn, Vintix, Cherry ills, & contortion)

@nawsjee

prod. @ChefNAG

(If y'all want the lyrics just lemme know)

Nas Jee - Fuck you hyperpop niggas

art by @ihatecontortion 
lyrics: (some of them might be wrong idc)

I FEEL LIKE IM BOUND TO LOSE IT CAUSE IVE BEEN DOWN AND BRUISED
BUT THINK IT AMMOUNTS IT MUSIC WHEN THE PEOPLE GOT A PROBLEM WITH THE WORDS IM CHOSEN
BUT IM NOT CHANGING FOR A DOLLOR SO YOU CAN SUE ME
IVE BEEN KICKED DOWN,BENT WITH THE THOUGHTS OF HELL
LIKE TALKED DOWN,FRIEND IM NOT DOING WELL
BUT WHEN THE TZAR STICK HITS YOULL BE FORCE TO DWELL
CAUSE ITS NON STOP CLICKS IN THIS WORLD OF JAILS
AND I 
FROM MY OLD MISTAKES
CAUSE WHEN THIS FACE IT BREAKS
FALLS IN THE SAME PLACE
AND IF YOUR OFFER STAYS 
CAN YOU KEEP THE PACE
CUS IM NOT CHANGING BITCH I JUST NEED THE SPACE 

LOOK I FRONT AS HARD BUT IM SCARED AS SHIT
CAUSE THEY RIP APART EVERYTHING I DID
WOULDNT BE MAKING ART THERE WAS NO CLIQUE
CONTEMPLATE QUITING IT BUT I CANT RESIST
CAUSE THIS MUSIC SHIT GOT A HOLD OF ME
AND IF ITS A POT TO PISS THATS INVOLVING ME
IMMA TAKE THE RISK EVEN IF ITS KILLING ME
CAUSE I WANNA MAKE A CHANGE THATS MY FRAILTY

flawed human 
gnawed cumin
naw nigga 
not stupid
flowing like a current according to all the co students
rhyme pattern dime spllater slide rattle rap master
kill it when the bass crackle so you know i ace rappers

fuck all the peoplem,the people that judge 
i am not evil not holding a grudge
why would you hate? what you dont know?
brais in decay,still gonna blow
leave it to villains dependent to feelings to teach they fellow not to spread venom
i take it as stupid to use it as teacher cause youre just a human and im just a tumor
end of the day,you still getting paid,im still getting wait, cause i get nothing
 but who i blame when its my thing ,nigga we die no need to spray
one day youll see youre just like me its courtesy to the pain we bring
cause we all cry,we all bleed,we all die,the same seed
stop acting like were not the same what good would it ever bring 
when we have a little bit of everything 

stuck up kiddie
im a bossed up villain
heres your bus stop billie
get your bucks stacked get it
cause thats what matters
in this world of flatter
its a world of rappers
im the first to matter
gun matter, cash 
coke,pussy,cat
bum,stupid,rat
stacked platter gold
all just a show
the difference i actually know that i dont know

Unchangeable prod. @ChefNAG

They wouldn't hire me at Dollar Tree

Stream: https://ffm.to/sell-yourself

Prod. @ChefNAG

Lyrics:

[Hook]
SELL YOURSELF NIGGA
YOU'RE FUCKING WORTHLESS
SELL YOURSELF BITCH
YOU'VE LOST YOUR PURPOSE

Tried looking at it with introspective
But these niggas can't seem to find the message
My calm delivery ain't so effective 
They want labor but then be selective
Actions hasn't brought me the best life
Neurons arranged weird, so I don't act right
I cannot hide the way I feel so I act tight
Take the long road just to put up a fight

It's like my own neighborhood had been the opposition
Plucked from the ether for a juxtaposition
Take shit on the surface, never stop to listen
Couldn't care less if I were to go missing
It's always my kind these formations be dissing
How they just neglect me has gotten me wishing
These streets would just lend me the plates they were dishing
These niggas asses is not what I'll be kissing

There will be times when you ask yourself "what am I working for?"
Don't fall in the trap of making life one big ass fucking chore
Tried putting myself out there but no one would open the door
Can't even dig deeper yet these niggas think they know the lore

Did my best to build accomplishments
But I just feel incompetent
Mistakes mess with my confidence
I want to put a stop to it

These fucks refuse to treat me like a human
Don't be surprised when I'm gunning for what I'm pursuing.

[Hook] x6

Sell Yourself

Sell Yourself!

STREAM: https://ffm.to/veto

Prod. @ChefNAG
Art by @napnaploean

Lyrics:

JUMP (x8)

I DON'T STAY STUCK IN PLACE
PUSHING YO BOUNDARIES CAUSE Y'ALL LACK A CHALLENGE TO FACE
GET DOWN AND DIRTY, LEFT THE SCENE WITHOUT LEAVING A TRACE
BITCH DON'T GET BUSTED, YOU'LL NEVER SEE ME CATCHING A CASE
SAID FUCK THE SPECTACLE GON' TURN YO COLONY TO WASTE
ALL I WHILE I PROCEED TO SPEW ALL THIS BULLSHIT IN YO FACE



COME PEEP THE WENDIGO
WATCH HOW HE HACKS AND EATS HIS CO
LOST SENSE OF REFLEX FROM THIS DRO'
TOO BAD HE'S MADE ME HIS FOE
IT'S SCARY HOW Y'ALL N***AS ISN'T IN THE KNOW
IS IT THOUGH? HOW Y'ALL CHOOSE TO INSTEAD LEAVE THE PLAGUE EXPOSED



FUCK THE NOYSE, FUCK YO TOYS, FUCK YO FAKE ASS POISE
FUCK YO CHOICE, FUCK YO TAINTED VOICE, BREAK THE ROYCE
CLEAR YO VISION, ASK YOURSELF HOW YOU COULD CAUSE UP THIS DIVISION?
You got me wishing that I never fucking listened....



These n***as really thought we couldn't get no pull
Don't be surprised when we want our getback to be paid in full

SPEAK, NOW, HOLD, PEACE

Just to callback to mistakes so steez wouldn't decrease



Yo gang is now disbanded, left all yo victims stranded
We strangled to keep candid, thus silence was demanded
These bitches cannot fathom what's been moving right behind 'em
How does it feel?
It don't make sense nothing is r---



HAD TO VENT, NOW THESE BITCHES GETTIN' BENT
I'LL MAKE SURE THESE DRAFTS GET SENT
GOT ME PICKING UP A SCENT
FUCKING UP THE VENUE UNTIL ALL MY ANSWERS' MET
THOUGHT I'D CARVE OUT MY OWN WEB WHILE Y'ALL STILL GET STUCK IN THE NET

(BITCH I STEPPED UP)

DON'T COME AT ME WITH THE FAKE SHIT
YOU KNOW YOU WON'T MAKE IT
YOUR PRESTIEGE GON' SINK QUICK
AT LEAST YO ASS COULD DIE LIT
WATCH HOW FAST YOU'LL GET SICK
LOSING SENSE OF YO TRICKS
LOST WITHIN THE MATRIX
AS THE CLOCK GO TICK...

TOCK

TICK

TOCK

TICK

TOCK

TICK

TOCK

Veto

@TheYelloGod @ScottFangs-Everything @galaxy-saturn

Prod. @ChefNAG

Lyrics:

[Vintix]
(Chorus)
Switch some lanes I'm speeding up and going quick ah hah
Ride or die ill never switch up on my clique ah nah
Capitalize, all you want is to get rich ah yuck
Can't empathize I'll fuck you both ways like a switch ah yuh

Get off my dick 
Please get off my dick
Everybody say they goats but they acting like some sheeps
Trynna separate the pussies from the ones that are legit
Ever since i started rapping I've been tired of this shit

This community is pathetic why would i want to integrate?
Half of you are pedophiles and all of you just cant create
I really hate to generalize but most of you just aren't great
OFF CLIQUE is here to globalize everything is ours to take
imma send you the other lyrics too

[Scott]
Ayo nigga, just settle down
know that I'm the best pick
Got a new chick
You wont meet her without metric
Its the first they heard my voice
the new kid in the clique
Every round I cross the line
But you wont get a corner kick

Okay I switch up on dem hoes
Wont switch up on my bros
Now I make you see defeat
Like im wearing open toes
Pop in on a nigga
Throwing shade the merry goes
leave you numb i kill your pops
and I aint talking cereal

This life wont even spare me 
But Im in it till im rich
Ill never leave cause this my goal here (gold hair)
On some super sayain shit
Now you wanna be apart of us
nigga you a glitch
no wreck it (racket) but I slam my round
upon your fucking pitch
bitch

(Chorus)

[daemon]
Empty up a round into my like a 60 clip 
60 minutes make a milli bitch 
I ain’t pop no pills 
Took a kitty to my city 
I might make a 50 bill 
Bitch my fit like Kil la  kill 
HMU like what’s the deal?
Imma show u how I feel 
Like I’m stripper imma kneel 
Lemme show u how I act

I ain’t taking back 
 He he hoo hoo ha ha 
On the track yuh 
This that off clique pack 
I ain’t taking back 
 He he hoo hoo ha ha 

Ice cream:3 

Ha ha 

Ha ha

© Dickhole Records

SWITCH

@TheYelloGod @contorted-songs @galaxy-saturn @ScottFangs-Everything @NawsJee

Prod. @ChefNAG

Lyrics:

[Vintix]
Me and my clique we drop straight classics 
Spate in spate yeah restul sunt plastic 
We got all the sauce and yall are just lacking 
Torn in asfalt pentru un fake sau un lackey 
This the first one but we are not stopping
Pop the first gun and yall start ducking 

Eu si al meu clan fara skill-uri trucate
Am plecat sa fac bani,am plecat departe 
Clocotesc non-stop, tot ce fac e foc, coco in carca, incoroneaza-ma te rog
Cot la cot in tot, tipa clica in cor, toti suntem legende, nimeni de decor

Code name Vintix, yes i am malicious 
Hittin' all my targets with precision, vision
I swear they don't listen, they better not miss this
I could eat yo' favorite rapper and then clean the dishes

V-I-L-L-A-I-N you are what you are and i am what I am
V-I-L-L-A-I-N you are what you are and i am what I am

NEXUS (Cypher)

Song was originally made for the NGAP (Newgrounds Audio Portal) collab
You can listen to the full thing here: 
https://www.newgrounds.com/audio/listen/1201312

You can also listen to the OG mix here: https://www.newgrounds.com/audio/listen/1201669

Prod. @ChefNAG + @Asserter

Lyrics:
(I'll type em later, I'm lazy)

NEOSPHERE [EXCLUSIVE]

I named this song after body butter

Prod. @ChefNAG

Lyrics:

YEE YEE

JUMP (x16)

[Hook]
WHO YOU BEEFING WITH?
BITCH YOU KNOW YOU AIN'T SHIT
GON' REDUCE YOU Y'ALL TO BITS
AND EAT YOU UP LIKE GRITS
COME PULL UP. WIT MY CLIQUE
NIGGA LETS GET LIT
BRUH WE AIN'T STUCK, WE JUST HIP
YOU COULD CHECK THIS FIT

Y'ALL BE FAKE AS SHIT
BUT I AIN'T JACKIN' IT
WHO SAID YOU NEED A STICK?
NIGGA JUST GRAB YO DICK
I MIGHT JUST EAT THE CURB
FOR TALKING ALL THIS SHIT
LEAST I DON'T SOUND LIKE TURDS
MAKING BEATS OFF TOILETS
I MAY BE KITTEN SOFT
BUT I'M STILL TRAPPIN' HARD
THESE CUNTS MAKE MY DICK SOFT
CAUSE THEY SOUND LIKE RETARDS
BITCH DON'T YOU FUCKING COUGH
I'LL MAKE YOU SUCK THIS LARD
BOOSTING YO SHIT WITH WAFTS
DON'T MAKE ME PULL YO CARD (yeygert)

FUCK IT UP
FUCK IT UP
FUCK IT UP
YUH! (x4)

[Hook]

Yo, this is greatness in the making that you witnessing
Bro, it may not look promising, but trust me, we finessing
The whole underground
Look how I ain't steal my sound
We stay out the lost and found
Lap around to make these rounds bitch

Watch how I catch all my ops on my radar
They getting comfortable, but they're this close to seeing stars
Niggas really love to cause a ruckus from afar
How 'bout you pull up so we could start popping on WorldStar™

¿MIXTAPE?

TAHITI

Prod. @ChefNAG

[Chorus]
They really do not know baby
What I think about you
The way I move, it be steady
Just tryna get to you

Had to play my cards right
To get you in my sights
Ain't going down with no fight
I could show you my light
Go out for a quick bite
On this shit like Almight
I could treat you just -----

Lately it feels like we've been stuck in place
It's been so long and I have barely seen yo face
Why must I wait to just be gifted by yo grace
Getting impatient, I'm tired of giving chase

When you gonna come and take charge?
I was leading this whole race
Telling me you tryna raise that tip jar
But I'ont think it's gonna help yo case
Didn't think it would be such a high bar
To reach, for goodness sake
Shit nigga, we've done come this far
I can't let this go to waste

Shit man, it's been so cold
Your plea was never told
Got me feeling so old
Been trying not to fold
Debating if I should move on, unsure if I'm sold
It's not like I have other options so I'm left on hold

Please...Don't...Leave...Now... (x8)

I do not know what to do
Should I just stay low, give this some to flow
But why stay if we don't move
There's nothing to show, I think I might just let go

She said she wanted to make plans only to ghost me again
We can't keep doing this, how much should I spend
Tolerating all this bullshit, putting me into The Bends
Think I might just relapse if she can't even press send, fuck it.

[Chorus]

Hardest Place On Earth

Prod. thenormal.man + @ChefNAG

Lyrics:

IT'S TIME TO ENGAGE!
I JUST POPPED OUT OF MY CAGE
FINNA REACH A BRAND NEW STAGE
THESE NIGGAS GON' FEEL MY RAGE

I'M PAVIN' MY OWN WAY
KEEP MOVIN' NEVER STAY
EVEN IF I DECAY
I'M TAKIN' THIS SHIT TOO MY GRAVE

Can't cop this flow 
Got way more tricks in stow
Wanna doubt this even flow
But I got nothing to show

I got nothing to prove
Y'all stuck while I just move
Groovin' in brand new shoes
Nigga I cannot lose

Puttin' that work in 'til we count these racks to build my pack
We don't lack
Losing dead weight
These hoes ain't got my back

Said fuck what you prefer, I cannot work with amaetures
There's no excuse for why yo transcendence cannot occur

Expanding our reach, we're growing out the clique
Goin' far out beyond, soon you'll be catching flicks
Catch us in yo neurons, I'm building tech like Neutron
Directin' shit, keep it calculated, just like Kumon

Gotta stay locked in, keep my clique movin' straight
Uh, I'm big bossin', I might decide yo fate
Better not go missin', show up and don't be late
Be down for everything, or be gone, it's no debate

Shit, we movin' in a chronic state
Uh, I'm gonna need to raise the stakes
Y'all fiending and cannot wait
Bitch I don't fake what I make

I'm gon take this time to make sure my niggas can get this cake
Unlike those above us, we refuse to hesitate

Finna roll out with the gang, uh
Finna see who tryna hang, uh
I'm on my lonely but got all my homies to turn a bitch out to a stain
We rollin' out like the Krang, uh
Finna see who tryna bang, uh
Be talking reckless, ain't gotta respect it, but at least I ain't got no fangs

Stepped out for a minute, don't know what to do
I was tryna finish, now I ain't got no clue
Niggas want us to diminish, but we only grew
Subbed out the strength for speed, and now issues are few

It really ain't that deep, don't matter what I say
The bar be looking steep, but reach is my forte
Don't wanna hear me speak, y'all want to feel the rage
Like Trippie, we gon' miss it, don't care if I decay

I'm here to stay, bitch ass niggas better get the fuck out my way
Delving deep into the fray, smearing out these motherfuckers like Olay
Been wildin' out since infancy, all y'all niggas obey
Y'all wanna lead cults but call it punk, y'all should feel ashamed.

ENGAGE

Prod. @ChefNAG

Lyrics:
How you not know this shit by heart yet?

NEW MAGIC WAND (Cover)

Roaches, Zombies, Rednecks, and a lil bit of shit

MV: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=p_sqZZlPGYs

@Trav-is-ty @contorted-songs @pixievenom @nawsjee

Prod. @contorted-songs + @ChefNAG
Recorded in NAG's kitchen

Lyrics:

(Travis)
Y'all niggas undead, I couldn't really give a fuck
Y'all niggas suck
got shitty luck
overrated crusty cunts
upon a dusty palace
horror niggas want to check it
fuck 'em up
crush their bodies
Yes I really want to wreck it

Black boot to the face
I'll disgrace you with a mace
Or a flail for destruction
Rupture ground and cause eruptions
I'm aggressive? Great assumption
beef with zombies
Bullshit bumping
Break their legs and then do something
While I stab them, eat a muffin
Niggas dumpin

[Hook] x2
All my niggas hate some zombies
All my niggas hate some roaches
Anyone who fucking likes 'em
You a bitch and now we know it

(cumtortion)
these little niggas stink like a butthole
dont care if you got armor thats tough hoe
smoke these fucking roaches thats a blunt blow
stomp em with my timbs these fucking cunts gross (eww)

im so fucking fed up with these bugs
im fucking soaked in this blood need some gloves
if you roaches touch my fucking lucky charms you done
if you think its over nigga it has just begun

tonight we drinking roach water
no bother
bitch im looking for a baby mother
some meat to cauter
yeah i like to see these bugs suffer
just like the slaughter
i dont like these little gross fuckers
drown em in water

(Pixxy)
if you a roach I’m coming to exterminate
heil me bitch I’m opposing from the German state
bug grim reaper approaching to terminate
eroding your lives so your species can’t germinate

bait and kill with acid - boric
wait to spill your guts euphoric
placidly rest till I bring you to the test
wring you while you fucking plead for your life
who’s next ?

pull up with a M60 for the fucking zed head
traipse through the street take out all the living dead
machine gun blasting filling you up with lead
not gonna stop till the blood in my path is spread

splatter zombie brain brain brains
make you go insane sane sane
all I give is pain pain pain
till your insides drain drain drain

[Hook] x2

(Noggy)

THIS BAJA BLAST GOING THROUGH MY ASS

bitch ass nigga on my front lawn
shoot his ass up, he just a pawn
among the dead like my name was shaun
shoot his ass up 'til the dead of the dawn

uh, pull up with the double barrel shot gun
uh, keep my goods concealed like a hot nun
uh, hoes wants me to leave, you is not fun
uh, guess what pussy nigga i am not done

ToO mAnY rOaChEs In My KiTcHen
BoUtA gEt To StEpPiN'

StOmP tHeY aSs OuT AnD tHeY gO mIsSiN'
'tIL tHeY sMeLl WhAt'S cOoKiN'

uNdeR tHeIr VeIl, sHowN tHeIr mIsGiViNgs
NoW wE'rE dIsSiN'

lUrE tHeIr AsS oUt LiKe I wAs FiShIn'
PrEdAtOrS wE eAtIn'

BOOTY ROACHES

A caveman mixed this, leave me alone

@contorted-songs @TheYelloGod

Prod. @ChefNAG

Lyrics:

(contortion)
mankinds afflicted
with sum kind of sickness
i return to monkey
you niggas fucking dickless
mankind is hopeless
fuck it im going homeless
we never gonna make it
this game is fucking soulless

money dont mean shit
unless you playing their game
burn all of your valuables
get rid of your name
because at one point we was free
now look at what we became
we was flexing on them
then we all got mofucking maimed

yeah i move like a monkey
yeah i groove like a monkey
keep it tucked like a monkey
yeah i fuck like a monkey

the essentials to life are right in front of us
what the fuck you doing if you not a part of us
if you think we is wrong dont fucking hunt for us
at the end of the day just want a blunt for us

(Vintix)
if i could
yes i would
shoot everybody in the face
plan my fib
do the bid
get out then do it all again

god i fucking hate people
i wanna put a knife in my mfcking dickhole
everybody i see you fuckers just blabbering about
i dont want friends i want a gun in my mouth

i swear i feel like kurt cobain
but i wont make it to 27
and by the way ted k was right
i wanna go away and be out of sight

to a place with the flowers and the bees
and the valleys and the trees
and the peaks and the streams with the fish
and the bears and the air thats clean and good to breathe
fertile land with greenery
where i can grow my peas and leeks and beans with ease
use my feces to make them big
clean the feces now its good to eat

i wanna have time so i can think
24/7 my brain goes ting ting ting
the ting ting ting makes me go crazy
and thats because im an ipad baby

the anti christ has stole my soul
i wanna be a human thats in control
i wanna be me i wanna be whole
i dont wanna die being a whore to the devil

(Nas)
I WAN GET DOWN AND DIRTY
I WAN BE BUFF AT THIRTY
I WAN RUN, NO BE HURTY
I WAN SKY CLEAR, NOT MURKY

I WAN SAY FUCK THE SCREENS
I WAN LIVE BY MY OWN MEANS
I WANT SMOKE WIT' THE FIENDS
NO ONE SHOULD OWN THE GREEN

NO ONE SHOULD OWN THE LAND
PUT A PRICE ON OUR WILL TO LIVE
MADE IT HARD FOR US TO STAND
ONLY TAKE, NEVER GIVE

YOU FUCKED LAND ONCE UNCHARTED
NO WONDER TRIBES STAY GUARDED
AND JUST TO STAY IN POWER
THE MAN LEFT US RETARDED

I hate what we've become
And what we're working towards
Thrusted into system
Gettin' tangled by the cords

Used to fend for ourselves
Now our fate is left to lords
Made it harder for use to live
So ford pull the cord

I want to go back to a time where we could work for ourselves
Be contempt with our surroundings, not be worried 'bout wealth
I wish wasn't pushed to mask our problems with poppin' percs
Wish y'all wasn't so ignorant of the injustice that lurks

Look what they've taken from us
The freedom we once had
Y'all stay contempt with this life
Than wonder why you're sad
Born without a challenge
Yet our minds make us feel hurt
Can't you see that the cure to our depression is dirt?

Reject Society, Become Caveman (feat. contortion & Vintix)

punch in

@nawsjee @travis-holland-213113600

Nas Jee X Trav.is.ty - CRAMMIN'

@contorted-songs @sprtndlx @nawsjee

Prod. @ChefNAG

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