heal from the trauma

MIKE DYKE (bonus) [p.imdead]

SUPREME (PROD. OR 1OVE)

produced by novafled + @projectasphyxiation

keeper of souls

*lyrics* [Prod. CPO3]
My words are like bullets and my mouth got a switch
There's no going back once I start to empty my clip
Once these shots are fired ain't no takebacks when you're gettin hit
Why I wear a vest knowing you only aim for heads?
When I go to scope shit out I'm caught in your crosshairs
And you won't stop firing til my characters dead
Striking when you reload cuz I'm knowing you don't fight fair
Yet I fire rubber bullets while you using hollow tips
Even if you shot a blank that shot wouldn't fuckin miss
Willing to use heavily artillery on your own kid
Dysfunctions all we know when with the fam that's how it goes
When the bloodline ceases ima make sure that the casket closed

Stopped questioning the names written on this gun
Stopped questioning where the drive to shoot comes
Standoffish barrels pointed at everyone
Standoffish barrels pointed at everyone

I'm living by the gun I don't gotta say it
Ain't no point in shooting I'm poppin til it'd vacant
Under enough pressure you don't gotta weigh in
Not like you hold yourself to anything I'm saying

Been saving bullets for niggas and then my gun jam
Whole body a tremor and earthquake in my hand
Fault lines will shift and then I'll crumble where I stand
Shook an understatement when you fire bullets careless where they land
You don't even need the gun you push the shell in with your hands
And look at me ashamed if I bring weapons to the fam
And when I feel the urge to fire back I just let you ride
Cause eventually you not gon be able to do the drive
No sense of direction yet you feel your fit to guide
Either Jesus take the wheel or I get the keys this time
Ain't even got a car but my pride in the ignition
Can't picture myself rolling cuz I know the wheels missing

Stopped questioning the names written on this gun
Stopped questioning where the drive to shoot comes
Standoffish barrels pointed at everyone
Standoffish barrels pointed at everyone

I'm living by the gun I don't gotta say it
Ain't no point in shooting I'm poppin til it'd vacant
Under enough pressure you don't gotta weigh in
Not like you hold yourself to anything I'm saying

Here I am currently practicing my aim
Preparing my targets yet niggas catching strays
Confused on who's the target everyone's the same
And now I'm bleeding out cuz my shots ricochet
Should I put the gun down cuz I'm abusin power?
Pride sayin die a killer don't wan live a coward
The gun staring at me then I got a clue
Maybe I should ask the gun if it wants to be used
It said put me to your ear I got something to tell you

Stopped questioning the names written on this gun
Stopped questioning where the drive to shoot comes
Standoffish barrels pointed at everyone
Standoffish barrels pointed at everyone

I'm living by the gun I don't gotta say it
Ain't no point in shooting I'm poppin til it'd vacant
Under enough pressure you don't gotta weigh in
Not like you hold yourself to anything I'm saying

LEV SPOTIFY

Concealed Carry

Don’t Forget Me (p. Krieg)

prod.okayjml
BE READY FOR A HUGE DROP ON JUNE 16TH!!!

lyrics:
COVEN:
bitch bad
ass fat lemme tap that
grab the 9 rack it back 
knock his head back

pussy wanna chat shit
grab the 9 let it it
not me - let the bullet sing
the way it hit his head DING

yo bitch clapped, a dead ting
chilliin with the gang, my bredrins
dont chat to me on a real ting
if u aint got no bills shit

COVEN:
dont chat to me if u aint got no money
askin for feat, these guys think they funny
better clean yo face cuz that nose lookin runny
you a baby boy lemme get u a dummy


des and kit on the track
we movin as one how the fuck we could do that
spittin all these bars but i aint gotta cap
your musics so shit howd you even do that


KXT:
slide in like it's warfare dripped in black, masked up boy, don’t you dare
opp talk loud, he got hit now he just air
crew too cold, move packs like we don’t care

yo bitch mid, she beg me still
I don’t chase no broke hoe thrill
rack that steel, let it peel —
hollow tips turn fake to a meal

talk too loose, get smoked no warning
caught him lackin’ while the block still snorin’
trapline ringin’ from night to the morning
your tape trash, we skip — shit’s boring

came from the mud, now I’m iced like Letoa
step in the booth, leave the mic in a coma
click-clack sound like a new aroma
bitch, I snap — no cap, no diploma

D3S:
Brown hair, dark eyes, thats my type
He wanna roll with me, then I’ll slide
Pulled up too clean, got that lean in my cup 
Too bad, cant move, my shit tied up

Always on a show, but shit gotta go
We know yo boy jump from hoe to hoe ay
Out and about, but i gotta keep low
And your man used to like me not long ago


LiL CODEi - Never Sleep (prod. Xtravulous)

codei