Hey bro. Who are you singing towards? seems directed at someone, or something. these songs are set up like love songs in which are targeted to a specific person, or side. Amusing to watch my possession flourish. I enjoy it.

oh shiii yall guys went too hard ! ppl ain't even ready!!🔥🔥🔥

The Upload

Mixed & mastered by tuMaggz
Prod. GD beats

LOVSIQ - Demon Mode (feat. Witchouse 40k)

Prod. Vexd
www.instagram.com/vexd.soul

LYRICS:

Bury the evidence up it and aiming at everything I’ve been away in a hearse 
Run with a blade in the back of the residence leave what I need and I know I deserve 
I see a way to the end of it, lost in a sedative, feeling like I’m going first 
under the surface alone with a skeleton silence  is golden inside of the dirt 

I really live it and bleed it
Y’all be up on it like leeches
Pray for it and get your team hit
Visions they all get repeated
Take it or leave it, giving a reason 
Watch as they all disappear with the seasons
Reaching, forever dreaming 
for a way out when I need it
I’ve been in pieces now

Wait, wait, wait
Wait, wait, wait
Wait, wait, wait 
Wait

Fuck do you mean we are one and the same?
Cut all the pain and It won’t ever change 
Take out the back of the fangs, I’ve been inside of my head for some days
Living without any trace, I’ve been alone under cover of rain 
Wait
Fuck all the games, I’m finding ways I can sever the brain

I’ve been in pieces 
I’ve been in pieces 
I’ve been in pieces 
I’ve been in pieces

PIECES (PROD. VEXD)

prod. FIDI x KILLJAMES x ZANDA

@thesantos-1
@gullyspit
@ocyris-northcyde
@backoffjames

PARANOIA ft. Santos Santana, Gullyspit, Ocyris (prod. FIDI x KILLJAMES x ZANDA)

FUCK YOU  UNDEAD RONIN
ALL SOCIAL MEDIA :  _AK3K_

NEW MUSIC EVERY WEEK

LYRICS:
Bitch i'm bout to pop up out this coffin 
With 100 sticks 
Each of them is silenced 
And the clip it holds 100 tips 
Saw em at the knees 
If they really think that they running shit 
I hate everybody you muhfuckas can suck a dick 
Face tatted up with a scythe 
Wanna fight? 
Wanna die? 
Got my glock 
And i'm not aiming down the sights 
Imma squeeze 
And you bleed 
Leave him leaking in the streets 
Imma imma imma imma imma muder everything 
Death to a fake bitch 
There's no conversation 
Grip em by the throat 
Then put the blade up in they face quick 
Hey kid 
You should really know i fucking hate this 
Acting like you love me 
Then that pussy fucking lane switched 
All you rappers pussy 
And i put that on my mama 
Imma send you to the bottom of the bottom 
If it ain't about the commas 
Ion want the fucking drama 
You aint poppin how im poppin 
Tell me get him then i got him 
Yeah yeah 
Got me fucked up bitch 
Yeah i run this shit 
Hollowtips packed up 
In my gun lil bitch 
Where you come from bitch 
You aint shot no shit 
I aint got no fucking vest up on the block lil bitch 

I've been feeling crazy 
Cause my mind won't let me sleep 
I just pray for fucking peace 
When i be rhyming on the beat 
I'm about to fucking snap 
And say fuck it leave him deceased 
And if you understand me 
Pussy then nod and tell me capeesh 

Cause all these lil bitches 
Wanna talk talk talk talk 
You should turn around 
And fucking walk walk walk walk 
Dance around the problem 
Yeah they waltz waltz waltz waltz 
Cockin back the glock 
And it go pop pop pop pop 
Stop drop roll 
Don't fucking tempt me 
Cause i'll take your soul 
I'm feeling manic and i'll lose control 
Smoke your ass just like i smoke this bowl 
So fucking let go 
Ride around the town 
Choppa chop you like karate kid 
Skirt off in the whip 
I'm feeling like im ricky bobby bitch 
Talking like he tough 
But he's a call of duty lobby kid 
Rob you for your money in your wallet 
If you got it kid 
Tryin me i'm not the one 
I'll leave you in the fucking dirt 
Bitch i'm riding shotty 
Let the devil whip the fucking hearse 
Blade up in your stomach 
Wipe the blood off on your fucking shirt 
Voices in my head 
Are telling me this life a fucking curse 
Everybody talking but never walking the walk 
Now you're lifeless in the road 
And your body outlined with chalk 
You will never catch me lacking 
I'm working around the clock 
I'm focused all on my money 
So now i dont wanna talk 

I've been feeling crazy 
Cause my mind won't let me sleep 
I just pray for fucking peace 
When i be rhyming on the beat 
I'm about to fucking snap 
And say fuck it leave him deceased 
And if you understand me 
Pussy then nod and tell me capeesh

AK3K - BOTTOM OF THE BOTTOM (PROD. FALLEN)

Gang Wimme w Saliva grey & 99zed

Sasuke x Itachi x FANGS (Slowed)

Lord Gasp:

Fuck that, finna feed from their souls
Acting like a soldier till I pop the skull
Line em all side to side like they animals
Sodium hydroxide till they decompose

Hey! if you think about me i creep out the crypts
Ima come to your bed and eat out your ribs
And i think that it's a little bit bitter
Yeah from what i remember your bitch tasted better!
On my wrist i wear the rest of all their veins
Cataclysm mercenary with the blade
In a hurry i bury him in a minute
Keep his spinal cord and go tangle that up in my curtains

Paris green, Yung ditto, Lord Gasp
Split personality but i'm wearing no mask
Hoe said she want it Nastii, fuck her with the feet (Feat)
40k on the table i split that with my g's

Nastii:

No illusion I been working
I ain’t sleeping 
Lately I been barely human
Saw you fold
Cause you talk about all the shit u been doing 
You get rolled 
Toss turning 
Body purple from the bruising 
Hold tight 
All this spite 
That shit be ready for abusing 
I need combat
Fuck em all these people 
Waiting for they chance 
Got a knife up to yo spine
When you get that first advance 
All you built yeah look around
Just a castle made of sand 
Go ahead, step inside 
Little sacrificial lamb 
Fuck that 
Coming in swinging 
When we done 
We leaving gasoline in 
Burn it to the ground 
That’s message 
Go ahead and fucking read it 
Paint the city black
Stomp out everybody kneeing 
Wrap the bodies in the flag
I know the feds is gonna see it

Witchouse 40k:

Pull up to the party I ain’t lookin like I’m sober
Walkin out the coffin yeah I’m finna feel social
Walking out tour body got some blood up on the Gosha
Pull up to the party just to act like I don’t know ya

Pipe down, done gone
Trash on the mask, I don’t fuck with VLONE
Black for the casket, bad to the bone yuh
Veins full of habits, past full of ghosts

Hello, I’m looking like a witch I guess you didn’t get the memo
Finger on the stick I’m in the game you in the demo
Said he want a feature so I send him to my Venmo
Coughing like I’m sick I’m rolling smoking on the endo
Hello, I’m shooting at your clique I leave em looking like jello
Cutting up a brick I stack a hunnid like some legos
Only wearing collars, I got diamonds on the bezel
Click clack, cock back, take his diamonds with extendos

Lord Gasp :

Fuck that, finna feeding from their souls
Acting like a soldier till I pop the skull
Line em all side to side like they animals
Sodium hydroxide till they decompose

Hey! if you think about me i creep out the crypts
Ima come to your bed and eat out your ribs
And i think that it's a little bit bitter
Yeah from what i remember your bitch tasted better!

MUSIC VIDEO

CAUSTIC SODA  ft. Na$tii & Witchouse40k  [prod. Na$tii]

Маленький Принц (Chopped & Screwed) [prod. by WEX]

CRATER - @CoaastGxd x @matt_blacc
Produced by @vermin666
Mixed/Mastered by @netuhbeats

CRATER w/ MATT BLACC [Prod. Vermin]

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BURGOS - FUK A 9 TO 5 PROD BY DREGGZ

ℙ𝕣𝕠𝕕: "ℍ"

"Srry"

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Srry

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nAvvvi - @navvvi

All Platforms - linktr.ee/somber

Produced by Somber

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art by instagram @ vibemalls

Lyrics:

Let me fucking chill
I been smoking sticky icky 
fuck a fucking pill
run up my bills
I was lost in Mississippi dirty wit the steel
sippin out the seal
i ain't tryna feel

they wanted smoke w me
now they wanna smoke w me
you a hoe to me
you a whole hoe to me get away from me
i dont mess wit a fake u a fake homie
keep a AR on the table fuck a safe homie

and these rappers smoking feces
smoke his shit
and they know that they could never see me, get over it
you wont see me working at no cici's, im over it
couldn't give a fuck if you believe in me

i just paid my rent w my streams
all my haters bent like their knees
bitch im hell sent hell bent
kill w ease
need a reason to breath cus this shit isn't easy
barrel in my mouth lookin easy
hella easy

nAvvi:

lay down, 5-0 bring the vain pop
you a stan, i command. so i say STOP.
k-pop bring a fade, show a blade, womp
never even rappin, hidin over waves, phonk

b, b, bust back
take yo time, rub my shaft you nut rag
inject drugs, they keep you spinnin like a hub cap
failure like you wii-u
you cap but we see through
you think hard cuz tattoos
you cry so much, amumu

WATCH YOU REP DESIGNER BUT YOU BARELY EVEN ON TO THAT
YOU FALLEN AND YOU CANT GET UP, ON LIFE CALL, CALL ME HEART ATTACK
POP OPEN THE TOP YOU STOP THE DROP RIGHT BEFORE THE HOMIE ON A BOP
SHOT UP AT TOBACCO SHOPS, NOW YOU SAID IT BRUH 
WALKED THE PLANE LIKE CHANDRA
VENGEFUL CUNT, ELECTRA
HOMIE JUST IGUANA
I'M MY HUMAN FAUNA

STICKY ICKY (FT. NAVVVI)

bitch up on a pole, smack that ass just like a tether ball
slaughta, speed dial need a plug you know who to call
if you need some work let me know i bet i got it all
came a long way from bummin cigs and scrapin at the mall
r.i.p. city, PDX, i got 2 clips wit me and im comin for your necks

blowin through these checks and i do it with a smile
seen your ass wheezin when you try and run the mile
sea of chalk around me leave they bodies in a pile
bitch ill do the race, never see my ass on trial
2 clips and i got em ridin with me,
copped a new whip, do about buck 50
popped an adderal, n it got me feelin dizzy
bitch you say you got a man, well then where the fuck is he

got my engines revvin, bitch it sound just like a hemi, semi automatic pop out if i know they tryna hit,
bitch i wish a pussy would like my name was Timmy turner, there aint nothin fairly odd if i hit you with this burner uh

wassup wassup, get buck get buck, its a, stickup stickup, my choppa hiccup hiccup
run that shit back up, no need to act tough
im bout the shit that you cannot back up
i let my nuts drag, usin your merch as a cum rag,fuckin with me catch a toe tag, watchin you try and its so sad.

run it back, flip it and double and double the sack,
plottin on you when i run in the back 
fuckin with me an you catchin a tag

aint no time for talkin lil bitch, yeah we past that
all yall smokin boof my b.o. smell like some gass pack
yall some pussys on the low you put that shit on wax,
you aint catch no k, bitch dont play im finna bust back.

Speed Dial

99ZED X BADKIDMIZU - POPOUT PT. II

Every Day It Get's Colder

Yung Reaper the Sad Devil
#hopelessgang #trashgang #hopeless
@wethehopeless @haloblaack

CRATER w/ MATT BLACC [Prod. Vermin]

CoaastGxd

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