vLucifers: ($HADOW$ERPENT) 

Pistol pack pistol pack 
I stole yo bitch 
I know she glad 

On her back 
Taking all my dick 
She scratching on my back 

Relax 
She ain’t never had a man 
To break her back 

Run it back
Chomping on my wood 
Like she a lumberjack 

I can’t wait to to do forever sleep 
Perkies in my system help me see what I could never see 

I off the meds 
So do not test on me
temper go so low because I cannot hold up all this stress 

I’m such a mess 
So do not trust on thee 
I know what these bitches want
These bitches want to fuck on me 
I cannot let 
These hoes to get to me 
Cause when I go I know 
That I’ll let them all just kill on me 

Spray spray out the fuckin k k 
Let the bodies lay lay 
Let them rot away
Blow my brains

I’m insane sane 
Out the fuckin 
Midbrain 
Need my meds to tame mane 
All my thoughts are fucking drained mane  


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vCherrysoho: (George W. Bush)

You, Sheeply fucks
Bitch I don’t fuck wit none of y’all
You think you big and bad
I’m the real g walking through de streets 

Excited about what 30 eyes
I feel them wanting scum 
I don’t have time for morning
Cuz I’ve let numbers fly

Pickin my mind, 
on a daily
Like a racy scandal 
Deal or no deal 
Call me cherry mandel

Tripping slowly
Wanderin on the fuck  
over to the arrid abyss

Oh I’ve fallen upon hard times that I know
But when I have my pistol my brain start itchin for me to blow
On the trigger is my finger
Got the other end 
Pointing at the middle of my fuckin head
 
My kin hop off da roof top
And follow 
Yea I just take a deep breath

Bless this feeling I is
Just fall slowly
Then Youll know where he’ll is  
Just come out and feast with me

That One Night We Took Drops and Started Rapping... [Prod. RO$ETTA]

HELLFEST - TrickWitTreats x HOAX

===LYRICS===

BOUTTA GET IT POPPIN

ALL THE BODIES DROPPIN

YEAH THE CROWD IS MOSHING

ALL THE HOES BE FLOCKING
(X2)

FLOCKING 
COCKING 
ON MY NOGGIN 
JACK HARLOW DONE MADE “WHATS POPPIN”

DROP IT
CROP IT IN THE MOSH PIT

CLIP IT
PASTE IT THEN ERASE IT

I DONT KNOW IM FEELING BASIC
WIPE OFF ALL THESE DIRTY FACES

IM FRUSTRATED 
SO DAMN FADED
SMOKING ON THAT CONCENTRATED

SPEED IT UP- SPEED IT UP
LIKE
THIS

IM FINNA- IM FINNA
BITE
THIS

FUCK IT UP- FUCK IT UP
TRY
THIS

PICKING A- PICKING A
FIGHT
BITCH

EAT IT UP- EAT IT UP
BYE
BITCH

RIGHT IN MY- RIGHT IN MY 
SIGHT
BITCH

CUT IT UP- CUT IT UP
SYTHE
BIG

GRIPPING A- GRIPPING A
ICE
PICK

IMMA REALLY NICE GUY
BUT ILL REALLY LEAVE YOU FRIED 
IF YOU FUCK WITH ME OR MY HOMIES WE RIDE UNTIL WE DIE

FUCKING UP MY LIFE
BUT I RAP ABOUT MY CRIES
AND I USE THE PAIN INSIDE
FILLS A VOID INSIDE MY MIND

I DONT REALLY GET IT
LIFE IS ONE BIG SHITTY IMAGE
CLOSE MY EYES I WANNA SWITCH IT 
BUT I CANT SO IM JUST LIVING 

SO I SMOKE MY FUCKING WEED
I WRITE MY RAPS AND MAKE SUM HEAT
I SWITCH IT UP AND MAKE A BEAT
I DO WHATEVER I DAMN PLEASE


OH BITCH PLEASE
GET BACK ON YO KNEES
YOUS A FUCKING FREAK

KILLING ME 
YEAH YOURE KILLING ME 
I KNOW WHAT I WANNA BE
WHAT I WANT TO DO

GOTTA USE MY TOOL
GOTTA USE A SPOOL 
THREADED 
EMBEDDED 
AND NOW IT SOUNDING COOL

FADED 
IM HATED 
I DO NOT CARE YOU OUTDATED
ERASE IT 
NOW I ENCASE IT
JUST FACE IT
ROLL YOU A BLUNT AND THEN LACE IT

FUCK OUT MY WAY ILL REPHRASE IT
HIT YOU I LEAVE YOU SEDATED 
FEELING UPGRADED I MADE IT 
FEELING SO GATED DEGRADED

FEELING LIKE SATAN ARRANGED IT
NEED A NEW VESSLE OBTAINED IT
I BE SUCKED INTO THESE CAGES 
FEELS LIKE IM BATTLING MAZES
I BE SO DAZZLING DANGEROUS 
IM BOUTTA BURN UP THESE PAGES
RIP ALL THE SKIN FROM YA FACES
LEAD IN YO MOUTH LOOK LIKE BRACES

-313-

THREADED (PROD.RULZ ON X AOGIRI)

This is the song we made for everyone who hates putting on a smile and being forced to be happy during the holiday season

Lyrics:
I hate your decorations and your Santa makes me sick
You want me singing carols how about you suck my dick
Stop forcing me to like it I won’t change my fucking view
All I want for Christmas? FUCK YOU

Merry Christmas Karen 
Have you prepared your Christmas Carol?

Santa Claus won’t make me happy with his toys upon this day 
I don’t care about Mariah, Wham, Sinatra or Band Aid
I don't want to smile and I don't want to play your stupid festive games
I don't want your touch, keep your finger foods and mistletoes away

How da fuck am I
Supposed to buy
You a present in the present
Sell my eye lids, eyes, kidneys, spine 'n' thighs to buy a PS5
On my Christmas list I'll finish it with a P.S. - I
Can't afford this shit

I'm sick of the wishlists 
The Naughty 'n' nice lists 
The Poor kids with no gifts 
There's only one way to fix this

HO HO HO, Merry Christmas children

Hoods up, heads low,
Anythin' shining
Take dat shit 

We're pullin' an Onyx
And we're stickin' up Saint Nick
You can call me the Grinch, bitch
We're fuckin' sick of this shit
Lets all be honest
We should be eatin' the rich
We're gonna feed you to the starvin' kids you fat prick
OH, OH, NO

I hate your decorations and your Santa makes me sick - SICK
You want me singing carols how about you suck my dick - DICK
Stop forcing me to like it I won’t change my fucking view - HOO
All I want for Christmas? FUCK 

YOU 

Jingle bells, sensory hell
It's the most lonely time of the year

I see you, Dasher, Dancer, Prancer, Vixen, Comet 'n' Cupid
And Donner, Blitzen, Rudolph, you can lead the animals through this
Christmas is carnage, show the humans you're ruthless
The families writhe as they arrive, this season is stupid

Forced labour and false promises call haters out as grinches
If I’m on your naughty list you made it on my hit list 
Krampus I don’t miss bitch 
Me 'n' luci don’t freeze 
For the fat cat bloated on choc chip, milk 'n' greed

Prideful glutton lust for all the innocents envy 
364 days of sloth now face the wrath you sent me 
You can ho ho but hell won’t find it that funny
And don’t get me started on the Easter bunny... bitch

KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK
I just wanted to make you all aware
That you made me aware
Of why Christmas might be a shit time of the year 
And I don't appreciate it
Don't cut me off with the chorus motherfuckers

I hate your decorations and your Santa makes me sick - SICK
You want me singing carols how about you suck my dick - DICK
Stop forcing me to like it I won’t change my fucking view - HOO
All I want for Christmas? FUCK YOU

You can try slamming the door
You can try singing that chorus
I'm still here
I'm still here I'm at your window
That's it, I'm coming up on the roof
I'm dragging my giant sack behind me
Oh my god why I am narrating myself falling ooooo

I HATE CHRISTMAS w/ FMA +12 Gage, Dreadnought [prod. n0trixx]

Hey People!
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New Horror Movies Ep
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House Of 1000 Corpses Ft MILITXNT (Prod. grapette)

Mixed By: Tsukkomi

Lyrics:

Tryna break my heart but you ain’t break it enough
Waiting for the day that my feelings fade to dust
Tryna take my check I don’t pay no one for love
Oh man it’s tough, we’re faking us

Safer by myself I don't fuck with anyone
Fuck my mental health, who the fuck gon' hear me fuss
Pain I kept inside flooding out with every cuss
Oh man it’s tough, we’re faking us 

My life is a movie you don’t see behind the set nah
Loyal to the day ones FK till my final breath yuh
Shawty wanted checks instead of do us part by death
I knew it when we met, shawty seen me as a break from debt yeah

Count my bands in silence, yuh
I don’t need nobody’s guidance, nah
Everyone is so defiant, why
I don’t see all the excitement, nah

Get the fuck out of my way
You do nothing for me when I’m dying 
Wanted me to love you I was trying
Guess I just couldn’t afford the buy in

Tryna break my heart but you ain’t break it enough
Waiting for the day that my feelings fade to dust
Tryna take my check I don’t pay no one for love
Oh man it’s tough, we’re faking us

Safer by myself I don't fuck with anyone
Fuck my mental health, who the fuck gon' hear me fuss
Pain I kept inside flooding out with every cuss
Oh man it’s tough, we’re faking us

faking us

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self lament w/ i-stein "prod.fantom"

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