VALKYRIE Feat. SINIZTER

Black on black on black match the gun, carry when I stunt
Click clack, Man of War, at the door, could you get it hun?
He thought shit was sweet, he didnt know, he bout to run
Yo wife done set you up, she sent a hitman having fun

Smoking your homie stuffed into my blunt
Light up your homie like Im rolling Runtz
Popping they heads like Im killing Grunts
No Lynyrd no Skynyrd, but Im on the hunt

D.E.A.D in the H.E.A.D.
Its like fuck you pay me
Smoking weed that got me hazy, crazy
Bitch Im too fucked, I cant get up, Im feeling lazy
Bitches chirping up around me
Nah, I cant with sluttys
Pass you off and smash the bestie
Ha, dick so good it had her crazy
I cant be no sober sanely

Im on the pain gang
Ouija is swinging things
My choppa is trying to sing
Suicide bomber, go out with a bang

I walk how I talk and I talk how I walk, accelerate plot like Im changing lanes
Blowing the pot like a kettle, with heavy death metal, get stepped on, belittle, I dont wanna settle, Im snatching ya chain
I want the money yes even the change with all of the pain 

Im going insane man
Ouija is swinging things
My choppa is trying to sing
Suicide bomber, go out with a bang

You a sweet boy, not from streets boy
Im guaranteeing that you screaming at the sight of demons boy

Hearing bout seven or more
Hearing us breaking in get on the floor
Using your blood for the art
Run with the dogs but none of them bark

I think it should stop where it started
Im traveling back and Im sinking the ark
You believing the news you retarded
But that isnt all that sets me apart

The channels at your local market
Counting the corpses, statistic 
CIA mind control mission
Another kid went out ballistic 
Suited with legal assistance
Sending them out with a vision
I spoke with the devil to write this
He brought back feelings that I miss
Anger with nothing to fight it
Fueling that something that I lit
Cut off your tongue or just bite it
Peeling your skin cuz I like it

Youll feel the pain okay
You in my face? No way
Move on my wrath today
Whos in my path today?

Im ruining everything
Why do I feel like this way?
Im praying that I fade away
Sending us all to the grave

Ouija used to squeegee, making chow mein for like fifteen
Writing suicide letters in the gutter when will I be free?

Population Control (prod. Death to Hellmane)

Rolling up flipping the bird, fuck what you heard, dont fuck with these bitches I swerve
You talking that shit its absurd, what is the word 
You acting, you sweeter than nerds
Holding you under submerge, the piggys disturbed, you thought you were crazy but Ouija is worse
Biting the bullet til I hit the dirt
Getting to close to me might get you burnt

Im going hard, Im mixing new paint
Pen to the paper, got pain in my brain
Making my to the white house, lets all paint it all red like a cut open vein
Mixing the weed and I gotta new strain
Im not getting married unless its the Jane
The way I be talking and moving and shitting on fuckboys I know Im insane


The devils in my mind, infecting every thought
Who are you pressing me? Walk how you talk
You pussies depressing me, hang on a knot
You fell off upsettingly, your numbers have dropped

You asking me please can you carry me?
You are not like me, you see yourself highly
Im just getting high, dont roll it up tightly 
Carefully bury me, roses and THC

All of you needing some inspo, I got all my inspo, I copy myself
Some of you wanting some issues, your family got tissues, Ill see you in hell

The way this is going I wont need no bail
Break in your window like its raining hail
Sending a bomb to you through the mail
Ripping your skin off like fish with the scales

Devils in My Mind (prod. Zodiacc & AKbeats)

Produced and Mixed by @Gullyspit

Lyrics:
Chorus 1:
hanging out that mother fucking 4Runner
you get done up in your crib
make ‘em all suffer
I got a 3D print a gun 
that ain’t got no numbers
leave a bomb by that morherfucking pipeline 
be like me kids 
do it’s for the culture 

black water nisour how the clip gone
and I got that stolen Valor fit on 
fuck the troops but they really got that shit on
Louieville slugger 
how the fuck I get my swing on 

Verse 1:
get a grip on this big fucking python
they don’t get the typa shit that I’m on
everybody found a hill that they can die on
if you don’t then let me help you find one

King Kong kill you insects in the pit
in sewer looking pretty 
with a needle in my wrist
if she thick I got somewhere she can sit
they want me to quit?
I hope that you stupid motherfuckers
eat a clip

and get Halloween right below the rib cage 
12 gauge to the ceiling that’s some good brain 
google what to do if she ain’t finish yet
get distracted buying weapons on the Internet 
fingers twitching in my pocket for cigarette 
I been itching for a reason make me do it
I been sticking to my guns it’s therapeutic
u been clinging to a trend and looking stupid

Chorus 2:
hanging out that mother fucking 4Runner
you get done up in your crib
make ‘em all suffer
I got a 3D print a gun 
that ain’t got no numbers
leave a bomb by that morherfucking pipeline 
be like me kids 
do it’s for the culture 

black water nisour how the clip gone
and I got that stolen Valor fit on 
fuck the troops but they really got that shit on
Louieville slugger 
how the fuck I get my swing on 

Breakdown:
i ain't really wanna do it 
but you made me 
what did I do?
tell why you hate me
can you keep me ?
maybe can you save me?
can you kill me ?
wrap me up
and take me?

never heard my songs but they fuck me 
I guess I got it poppin that’s a luxury
tryna hide it but they found it in discovery 
you talking way too fucking much
i need a  summary

Verse 2:
off the stacy I’m ruthless 
my brother pouring bruises
hitting from the back 
now she calling out Brutus 
you a rat 
you a mole
you a rufus
all bark hard to bite when you toothless
I know we been through this
underground Judas
all y’all get bea, hog tied, 
executed 

Interlude: SQUEAL

Chorus 3:
hanging out the mother fucking 4Runner
you get done up in your crib
make ‘em all suffer
I got a 3D print a gun 
that ain’t got no numbers
leave a bomb by that morherfucking pipeline 
be like me kids 
do it’s for the culture 

black water nisour how the clip gone
and I got that stolen Valor fit on 
fuck the troops but they really got that shit on
Louieville slugger 
how the fuck I get my swing on

SQUEAL CITY

STOLEN VALOR FIT

TRACK 3 of the "PEST" EP

written/performed by fxckjamie & deemxnn
produced by skinnydrag 
cover art by fxckjamie

BLOODY SPIT (FEAT. DEEMXNN) [PROD. SKINNYDRAG]

I only fuck with one bitch, no tricks
Smoking blunts until my lungs give, my skin itches
They just see me as a dumb kid, well fuck this
I aint tryna fit in with punk bitches, you suck dick

Wonder weapon, thunder stepping, fuck this industry
Armageddon, this aint Tekken, this aint little league
Drug possession misconception just a bag of weed
One confession, I dont wanna breath past 33 

Kill me, maybe Ill feel less guilty
Too deep, I dont wanna hear you feel me
No peace, whenever I lay try to get sleep
Cant see, blinded by my fallacy

Missing People came to conquer and invade
Your place of residence, your presidents, I want the pape
Got an army that kill for me, my blade stay stained
Pack-a-punch a pussy, put a rookie in his place

Its evident that you a bitch, my element is triple six
Im at yo head need no assist with red dots like a hindu chick
Heres something thatll make you sick, the heads off of your next of kin
And maybe with some severed hands, Im sorry couldnt let them live

One with the hated, debated taking the nations, too basic, nothing we manage gon change it, hoping that nobody makes it, witness the reset mosaic, countries becoming archaic, nobodies round here to save it, give up on your aspirations

I dont wanna live like this it isnt just prison sentence
One of one the Missing menace feel my presence when I visit
Lemme get to six feet, underground dont miss me, hell is tryna tempt me fuck this planet
Ouija been seasoned, a veteran enemy, none of you fuckers is real to me, vanish

Devils in My Mind (prod. Zodiacc & AKbeats)

Ouijaboy [@ouijaboy]

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