STICK TALK

STICK TALK (feat. Gullyspit)

XELISHURT X  K.V.N//7Ł X BL8DEZ X SAUSH - 47'S MAKE NOISE

Producer: @mxnty444
Featured artist: @smoke-bomb-00
Ty guys for making this song so good<3

[Xnfect]
smack a bitch across the lips
and watch her stumble down
This is what you'll get 
Fuck around and get hit
come down, i'll put you in a medical gown
running your mouth thru text, 
I'm like what's next
when i'm there you make no sound
these hands don't rest, 
Say it with your chest, 
I'll make the breath come out
There's nothing left, i feel that shit, heavy
know what i'm sayin? I can get petty
Stay in your lane, if there is any 
you love my name, you say that shit daily
what's wrong, Yeah there's no telling 
but i'm digging your grave, 
know what i'm sayin? 
forgetting your name, that shit always fades
that shit where you lay, that's where you'll stay

Hook:
I'LL DRAW BLOOD IN A KNIFE FIGHT 
IN A KNIFE FIGHT, YOU GO NIGHT NIGHT
CUZ I'LL SEE YOU ON THE UP SIDE
ON THE OUTSIDE, IN A KNIFE FIGHT

[Smoke Bomb]
Why would you create just to try offset your fate?
I been working in the groove challenging prophecy again
Sure we made alliance but I swear you not my friend
Bitch I stepped on you cause you a footnote to ascension
I know my worth, they want me now cause Smoke popped off
Been underground and raiding tombs to cope like lara croft
But I been killing this since seventeen, they know it pissed me off
I Tell em keep their fucking respect, that I don't need it at all

[Xnfect] 
let the lightning strike, and guide the, fire inside me 
can't say you don't like me so you wanna try me
too afraid to face, like i'm visine,
hear it thru the ivy,  put you in an IV
i'm hearing sirens, what a fuckin waste
I'm low on iron, lemme get a taste
These shots fired, on your fuckin face
I'm on the wire so let's conversate, okay 
But you won't, 
You'd rather sit at home, typing up a storm on your phone 
To everyone who don't know, what you are when you're alone
go psycho, like no one's home,
But you won't, 
You'd rather sit at home, typing up a storm on your phone 
To everyone who don't know, what you are when you're alone
go psycho, like no one's home

Hook; 
I'LL DRAW BLOOD IN A KNIFE FIGHT 
IN A KNIFE FIGHT, YOU GO NIGHT NIGHT
CUZ I'LL SEE YOU ON THE UP SIDE
ON THE OUTSIDE, IN A KNIFE FIGHT

KNIFE FIGHT Feat. SMOKEBOMB (PROD. MXNTY)

Ouija's Mansion (prod. mathiastyner)

BLADEHIIT

BLADEHIIT FT. LXXIV + TR3

Pop like a zit lil bitch get drained
You rapping for 15 lil minutes of fame
You acting retarded like brain got delay
Killing myself maybe one of these days

Blood colored lipstick, wrapped on a nic stick
Top from yo bitch then I dismiss the misses
She all on my tip dick, ride like a tech deck
You a scrub in the Gain like you still doing dishes

I trip when I walk I dont lack bitch
Shooting for head gotta hat trick
Slaying the swines it got tragic
A god in the arts of black magic

Ouija gone batshit, just about had it
Clever to the cabbage, triple 6 savage

Asking me what will I do? Damage
No Venom but Im bringing who? Carnage

Snapping your spine hear the crack bitch?
Go dummy like my name was Patrick

Stick to yo algebra, played like harmonica, get lost in andromeda, fading to black 
Fucked up off the salvia, burn a bitch labia, you repping Swastika, bound to attack bitch

Not on my rick shit, torturing rats
Dismembering limbs bitch, hooked to a rack

Clique got a buzzin, the clip got a dozen, got heat like an oven, caught yo ass running, you got a concussion, you bloody and bludgeoned, you thought we was bluffing but its like that

Pressing yo squad you dont like that
Come play with the Ouija I bite back
We do not compare you aint like that
Mount you on the wall like a bike rack, yeah I like that

Kill Yourself (prod. Zodiacc)

Aristocratic making millions off the sheep hepatic
Dont forget it, getting sicker ,wealthy pockets fatten
Praise Abaddon, Apollyon’s favorite prophet 
Sow a needle through your eye socket
Blood came with the vomit

Its like Im brushing off everything I couldve been
Pray for the end, making it so that you all rest in piss, succumb to your sin

Bliss
No repping them diamonds, teeth are not shining
Lord of the flies, you will recognize, the sun in the sky is dying

Tyrannical
Turning cadets in generals 
The way that we living is terrible
Teaching my practices in parables
Humans unbearable, handing out cyanide edibles
Hand me a bottle of adderall, grant me a wish from the Dragon Balls
Lining em up and I let em fall straight to the skull

Needles enter my veins, awake catastrophe  
Getting lost in the rain, take my life from me
Bullet enter in my brain now Im sound asleep
Put me in to my grave so I can rest in peace

And Im turning my phone off Im sick of watching you fuckers be happy
No ones deserving, not even me
Drowning in misery

Eulogy (prod. Zyller Beats)

Fuck the politicians, fuck the police and fuck the president
Im not heaven sent, its evident Im devil sent
Religions for division, superstitions take your last breathe
Surgery with no anesthetic, you pathetic, end up dead, beheaded

You want smoke I get it, pack him in the grabba leaf 
I dont burn the beef I cut it, cookout to a felony
I pop off for bout any reason, you aint gotta fuck with me
If you cross the wrong line, might as well be dead to me

Blunt smoke hit my throat, blowing on some do si do
Cruising down the 804, Apollo out the window
Smoking on some indo, fucking with the kin folk
You can hold this ammo at the end of this SIGs scope

Ouijaboy, Ouijamane leaving stains up on the scene
Feel like OTS but I aint buying no bitch no wedding rings
If Im with the Rezzy you know we gon make em sing
You aint really with it this is big dog things

You wont walk away with your life in the dead of night
Undisputed super human wont die to no Kryptonite 
Fuck a passage, fuck a savior, dig up all the holy sights
Death to the rich, kill yo kids, feed them pesticides

Fascists turn tragic, feed human to maggot, with gadget in jacket, whats all the racket? You bitch
Fuck all the baggage, get stuffed in a box and then left in a ditch 
Stuffed in a package for acting too ratchet, your face is on plastic and shirts for the kin
My methods bubonic, im sippin on tonic
Addictions stay chronic, I itch for the fix

ISIS type beat bitch, grimey like some feet pics
Acid on her pussy STD like a poor piss
Oh that bar was hard hold up lemme go and tweet this
You rapping like a broken record lemme hear a real diss bitch

Im the motherfucking evil kid
Now Im tryna teach you all about what the evil did
Yo body wrapped in plastic now you disappear like magic
Voices in my head screaming rip and stab it

Swords of Revealing Light (prod. unholyfield)

KÅNDYPÅINT - KXNG X GUROTICA X LEPRO$Y [PROD. MARS MISSION]

a short collection of experimental remixes

free download here: https://illcomebackforyou.bandcamp.com/album/waste-of-space-remixes

moh baretta - rogue status (saferwithyou remix)

cover art by yours truly
produced by the amazing @0186

Lyrics : 

[NECROLYNN]

Gotta watch out better get the guns out
Imma bust out the door, blow your brains out 

spill your guts on the floor it's too late now
when you look down the bore it's too late now
when my face stained with blood it's too late now
gotta fist full of gore it's too late now

they call me heart seeker, I am your fever
Bloodletter make it flow let you weaken
ain't no soul reaper I am your terror
Gagged & bound her it won't get better

nightmare ethereal
I am visceral
fade to oblivion
and delirium

[FENRIR]

Running through the six 
And i got your fucking bitch
I dont talk to no snitch 
Hope u leaving feeling sick 

Boy im selling bricks 
Boy u know i got dat stick 
You are acting like prick 
Load the pistol hear a click

Bursting through your fucking door 
Shooting out hit the floor
Talking shit u want some more 
I dont care you fucking whore

Swish and a flick vingardium leviosa
Harry potter shit boy im a fucking loner 

Firing bazooka 
Cat piss super soaker
Got u in my scope yuh 
Kill u make u float yuh

Got the money in the bag 
Now im running from the twelve 
Im about to give you hell 
Getting locked up in a cell 

Cut on my wrist 
Suicide make a hit 
Dead in a ditch 
I got Knives in my kit

Røykt meg dum 
E så ung 
E så tung 
Trenger bom

Men an bør være god for eg skal dele an med 2

Make that fucking pussy suffer 
Dump the body in the gutter 
Tired of this cookie cutters 
Cut their stomach like it butter
Magic fucking cock 
I got rocks in my sock 
Lack emotions like im spock 
Born in blood no i wont stop

Gotta watch out better get the guns out
Imma bust out the door, blow your brains out

Kill Yourself (prod. Zodiacc)

Ouijaboy [@ouijaboy]

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