Throw that pussy you on lame shit
Grew up in the burbs the nigga act like he on gang shit
Ya shorty gave me brain with no consent the bitch a rapist
hit it from the back dont know her name the shorty nameless 

Bands right
Know a nigga had to get his bands right
Dick up in her stomach now the bitch can’t even stand right my patnas come with switches finna pull up at yo landsite 
Fuckin on these bitches and they gettin my demands right

Pussy nigga took it to the gram come get yo’ chain back 
Boy that play you made was weak as fuck like where yo’ brains at
Pop a body building nigga where yo’ gains at 
Its money in pocket I ain’t fightin’ get yo brain splat

Fucked around and hit the pussy once and then i toss shit
You a fuckin worker pussy boy you ain’t on boss shit
I could never trip bro I just get another bitch and put my dick up in her throat her shit be wetter than a faucet

Fuck the baddest bitches in the world just off a tiktok
Ran up with some hope the pussy nigga got his shit rocked
Smack the fuck up out a nigga like he Chris Rock
Rob a nigga neck and rob a pussy nigga wrist watch

Oh them boys dont really shoot shit
You can suck the dick but shorty I ain’t tryna do shit 
Been getting paper that’s why I ain’t drop the new shit 
Nigga you my son pussy boy yes I’m yo blueprint
 
Said I could fuck her if I act right
Send him to god his vision brighter than a flashlight 
Keep serving feins and thats the way you get the cash right 
Now my money up and I don’t gotta live the trap life

IWALKALONE. (PROD. ENRGY BEATS)

Prod. TERRORSINMYEYES
[Verse 1: Codeine Kiss]
When I be pull up inside your mind
And I wanna be changing all my fucking life
Laying on grass my dead body now flying in sky
Bitch, I woke up and I feeling blind
Don’t wanna love, bitch, I wanna be dying 
I smoking my blunts and I do it all night
Devilish in my soul wanna get out, I sitting in forest, I starting do crime

[Verse 2: Codeine Kiss]
Spending bands, colder hands, I’m tired, fucked up
She wanna feeling me or not?
My head numb
Chemical in fucking blood
Dance in rain
Motherfucker get buck
Getting low, I don’t feel life peace
Heaven locked for me, my blood on wrist
She think about me, but I don’t miss
When I die, burn my fucking bones under trees

[Verse 3: Codeine Kiss]
Jumping in whip, I got misery life, I can be little happy when I smoking spliff
Hella murders in party, I wanna be shining, on my body dropping red leafs
Two pills sliding in my fucking throat
To I can feeling little enough
Give a fuck, mane
Never don’t wanna be loved

[Verse 4: Codeine Kiss]
She wanna get low
Starting night, smoke dope
Don’t wanna love ho
Blood on the bankrolls
Getting high, when I pull up in the top, when I stop be fucking junk, she really think get me right
Moonlight falling on my cross, I wanna be the most, but again I stuffing my pipe

[Verse 5: Codeine Kiss]
All my life hitting, I feeling the stress
Don’t talk with me, baby, take off your dress
All life I don’t feeling fucking impress
If I can skipping to die, I do fast
Wanna be good , but I know never happy
Smoking the dope, bitch, I going to crazy
If I don’t born, It will be amazing
Fuck

[Verse 6: Codeine Kiss]
Cocaine, promethazine under my veins
Don’t wanna lose, bitch, I wanna all wins
Getting high, I’m getting new wings
New day beggining and I do new sins
Fuck, she look so pretty
I wanna forget it
Fall, I drown in city
My life now hitting

Old Sins

Prod. TERRORSINMYEYES
[Verse 1: Codeine Kiss]
Pull in Murcielago, when I getting cold
Of your fucking feelings, feeling freezing my face I start drown
Some tabs sipping, when I blowing dirty smoke
Going crazy, going crazy when I fell in love 

[Verse 2: Codeine Kiss]
My body smashing, laying underground
Put to head Beretta, off my pain, cocaine on my wounds
Sometime I wanna burning all this town
To I can’t see nasty people, keeping going, smoke a blunt

[Verse 3: Codeine Kiss]
Diamonds on your eyes, remember all this fucking night my life
When we got a feelings to the us, now I don’t feeling time
Now I don’t believe to the luck, my angel stopping with me talk, it’s 2am I high as fuck

[Verse 4: Codeine Kiss]
I feel I need a more, ah
When I be spoke about my problems with the lord
God don’t wanna help me, all my life I locked in dark
Soul getaway from me
When I trying stopping drowning
All my life I trying stalling for the time drug

[Verse 5: Codeine Kiss]
Brand new coupe, my body bleeding in the coupe, I’m shining
I got a cursed in my case, bitch, you know I’m blinding
I feeling pain everyday of my fucking life
When the my last day beginning
I think I’ll be fine

[Verse 6: Codeine Kiss]
Baby, tell me what should do to feeling better, wow
I wanna put to head my grey Beretta
That I love you, bitch, you know, I’m never say that, ho
Why you start trying be my fucking shadow

Pretty Shadow

THRASH ft. saintsoslim

Art by : Bennykillz
Lyrics - 
Smoke till my eyes look like 28 days 
If you tryna get paid I know 28 ways 
High than a bitch livin life inna daze 
In my pockets a knife so I wouldn’t get brave 
You do what I want when I say like a slave 
Keep a K n it spray put a end too your save 
I roll up a quarter while baggin up orders 
My choppa leave craters that look like a mortar 
Let’s stand on our money you still gon be shorter 
Got paper that comes in from over the border 
Don’t talk Alot but got a lot I’m thinkin 
Bitch I’m killin my liver with over drinkin 
Smokin hella crazy everything is stinkin
Shit been lookin hazy n I’m ahh 
Rip the whip n turn that boy to ashes 
Name the choppa hulk the way it fuckin smashes 
I ghost ride the whip n that shit never crashes 
Up a knife for nothin he get hella slashes 
I jus spazz on they ass n get back too chillin 
Throw a bomb as I’m screamin out stop the killin 
Put a beam on they team n ask how they feelin 
Power tool too his skull n I get too drillin 
Really ill than a bitch I be coughin gaggin 
Hella pape with the Glock n it got me saggin 
Take his homie outside n we get to draggin 
Bullets hit his body lookin like he laggin 
Choppa spittin flames out like a fuckin dragon 
Jus imagine me loosin , I couldn’t either 
Beat his ass till he bruisin n up a heater 
You can call me soft but bitch I bet you sweeter 
I pull up to your door like a trick or treater 
Bitch I’m drinkin drivin 
We are not survivin 
I make sure you fucked n they are not reviving 
I reside inside the darkest thoughts you hidin 
I would hate me too if I was scared of slidin 
Bitch I s s stutter I feel like Biden 
Off the za when I rap but still get to glidin
Yea This choppa dividin they mind n carcass 
Put the saw to his shit like I’m fuckin Marcus

NOTSURVIVING [PROD.CXRBXRUS]

Vocals & artwork By Kysacchi, his soundcloud - https://soundcloud.com/kysacchi
Prod me (NieRRemedy)

KYSACCHI - Story , Angel Of The Fallen  #2

ipretend. - dats why(prod. SkBrod)

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