WASSUPB!TCH PROD. DUOFACIES (throwaway)

UNTIL IT BREAKS (ft. TRIPLESIXHEIST) [PROD. REVNACK]

SPRAY THE BLOCK FT. DEADBEATVILLAIN

OVER HERE +WHITECXFFIN+

TALK SHIT! [PROD-SHADYHELIOS]

HI MY NAME IS VILLAIN

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)

How the fuck ya feeling kid? Did you know youll die today?
Im back on my villain shit, tryna fill my fucking plate
Stacking the heads the ceiling I did, just so you know we dont play
Motherfuckers know who Ouija is, dont play no fucking games

Psycho, maniac I don’t know how to act
Yeah I see how you acting up on stage but are you like that?
Vanguard, Black Rock, I just want my life back
Up it with no recoil, shooting like a strike pack

Breath froze, no hoes, no goals just a hole 
where my soul should be
Im antisocially, Im not friendly
Dont come close to me, theres no remedy
Lethal poisoning 

Ill do anything to make you fuckers hate me
King of doom, God of gloom, basically the same thing
I know that you’d try anything attempting just to break me
Left my world in ruin and Im here to do the same thing

Dumb
Dumbing down the population, food taste like chemicals
You cant handle confrontation, he aint got no testicles
Civilians to Generals, the target are the federals
My methods arent ethical, I cut until its dull

Marksman with the nine millimeter I’m a glocksmith
Nothing that you do really matter, so do fuck shit
World so cold, grab a heater, self protection 
Please give me the chair, I want death injection

Lethal Injection (prod. Zodiacc)

Too bad, Ouija picking through the maggots
Yeah Im fucked, on the beat bitch Im lagging
Spitting fire, lil Gami like a dragon, stabbin
Dont lack, like the knowledge of your father thats absent

Oh look, another fucking darkie clone
That’s why your slut gotta motherfucking silicone 
Missile from my arsenal gon kiss you like the mistletoe
10-57, come find my manifesto 

Knee down on his neck bitch I treat em like he George Floyd

Cast away everything, cynical, gone til I D.I.E. missing or dead to me, thrown to the void
Pressing my palms to each other, I study the books and Im asking Poseidon to take the whole world
The prophecies something that no one avoids

Devoid of all reasoning, scratch at my dome
Dig my nails deeper until I reach bone
Carving my skull like a pumpkin, the guts always dumping, you nothing but bugs to me, switch up your tone

Uh what the fuck bitch Im drowning in blood
Genocidal yeah I do this for fun
Backwoods on the backroads, bitch I’m sparking a blunt
Pop a bitches cherry tree, she bleed from her cunt

Grab your esophagus, hatred is bottomless, thought that you wanted this, lay in the serpent pit, 
Die with the rest of em, we made you sarcophagus, cannons like Optimus, hang out of the whip,

Too bad, Ouija picking through the maggots
Yeah Im fucked, on the beat bitch Im lagging
Spitting fire, Gami like a dragon, stabbin
Dont lack, like the knowledge of your father thats absent

Lethal Injection (prod. Zodiacc)

Ouijaboy [@ouijaboy]

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