(Intro)

MAD YAX
ALL BLACK FIT WHEN I STEP IN THE ROOM
MUHFUCKAS NOTICE AND MUHFUCKAS MOVE
CAME FROM THE STOMACH, YOU CAME FROM THE WOMB
YOU WAS BORN PUSSY I AINT NOTHIN LIKE YOU

(Hook)
I DONT SLANG DOPE
ID RATHER STAY HOME AND SMOKE
GOTTA GAME TWEEN MY LIPS
N LIKE 3 MORE ROLLED
BURY YOU IN DIFFERENT AREAS
N SCATTER THE BONES
LOOKING FOR ALL THE PIECES
MAKE THE PD LOSE HOPE

(Verse 1)
ROSE PEDALS N HOLLOW POINTS
TO DECORATE YA GRAVE
HEARD HIS CASKET WAS CLOSED
CUZ I FUCKED UP HIS FACE
ITS A DAMN SHAME
GETTING KILLED IN YO PLACE
NOW THE NEXT TENANTS
WILL HAVE TO CLEAN THE STAINS

WASH THE BLOOD OFF
NO MR. CLEAN
OXYCONTIN AND PROMETHAZINE
“I don’t pop pills it just goes with the theme”
BUT IM ROLLIN IN THIS BITCH
LIKE I JUST POPPED A BEAN
AYE
GOTTA HEADSHOT, SNIPER IN THE PARKING LOT
FEELING LIKE IM MERCY RESURRECTING WIT THE DEAD SHOT
WOAHHHH
FROM FLORIDA DOWN TO TEXAS UP TO JERSEY THEN TO CALI
CHARLOTTE TO RHODE ISLAND FINNA TAKE OVER THE GLOBEEE

(BRIDGE)
MAD YAX
ALL BLACK FIT WHEN I STEP IN THE ROOM
MUHFUCKAS NOTICE AND MUHFUCKAS MOVE
CAME FROM THE STOMACH, YOU CAME FROM THE WOMB
YOU WAS BORN PUSSY I AINT NOTHIN LIKE YOU

(HOOK)
I DONT SLANG DOPE
ID RATHER STAY HOME AND SMOKE
GOTTA GAME TWEEN MY LIPS
N LIKE 3 MORE ROLLED
BURY YOU IN DIFFERENT AREAS
N SCATTER THE BONES
LOOKING FOR ALL THE PIECES
MAKE THE PD LOSE HOPE

(VERSE 2)
CHOPPA REVVIN UP
SHIT GET POPPIN LIKE A TAILPIPE
ME N VAL HOPPED OUT
WE JUMPED EM AT THE RED LIGHT
CAUGHT EM IN HIS CRIB HE WAS COZY IT WAS MIDNIGHT
XAN’s AT THE GUCCI STORE TRYNA GET HIS DRIP RIGHT
STINKS DRINKIN FORTYS OF THAT PISS FLAVORED SHIT
YAXTZEE GOIN CRAZY WRAP THAT BITCH
IN 5 PERCENTS
PUT THE MUZZLE TO HIS MOUTH GOT EM TALKIN WITTA LISP
SHOOT HIS FEET N LET EM WALK IT OUT
LEFT EM WITTA LIMP

C - SECTiON <PROD. KiRK>

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)

BLADEHIIT

BLADEHIIT FT. LXXIV + TR3

Ripping nails out with a vise grip, never been no nice kid
Peeling back your eyelids, Jeff the Killer type shit
Heres my advice bitch, jump off of a nice bridge 
Master of disaster, antimatter bladed knife hit, switch

I got you paralyzed, barrel between a pair of eyes
I dont want you to just die let me clarify
I wanna find the things make you terrified
Put you through cleaners get you sterilized 

Bacteria, you sheep, aint nobody to defeat
Erasing opposition like CTRL ALT DELETE
I need a pot to piss in like I gotta take a leak
You was talking mad loud but since then retreated

Scheming, i gave your life meaning
Beat a dead horse but it wont stop screaming
Rappers always reaching with the preaching for no reason
Pipe the fuck down you my kid like some semen


Bitch im feelin sick
I hate all you bitches cus you always ridin dick
Man catch another clip
Dick make her twitch but i ain even streaming,l
Shawty said she fuck wit me
Bitch got me leanin

KNVCK IF YOV BVCK, Get stabbed if you walk in
This shit is a hobby, ion even gotta clock in
Hop in, if you wit the gang you can hop in
For those of you who not wit the crew, you get blocked in

What the fuck
Goddamn
Rappin on this beat, got me feeling like the man
Skirtin off the block wit the keys to the lamb
Better tell em ZILLVH sent you, and to follow on the gram

…And He Told Me To Kill Myself So I’m G Walkin' To Hell

Mouth

I got this motherfucking rag wrapped round my skull, my torso turning dull
Gorilla pack, rolling sticky, flick the bic and hit the stick
I don’t pass, we aint matching, you burn ratchet, cant imagine
Nothing lasts, give your life up, put your gun up to your neck up, man the fuck up
Let it blast hoe, split open like a trap door
The EMT gon yack looking through the bloody splats hoe
Im in last but Im the only one that lasts, watching these people repeat the past, civilizations come to pass tho
My wrist dripping on the linen, unforgiving, Missing villain, known for pissing people off, like a flame to a moth, guide the damned until their lost, lead them to an open coffin, push them in and lock, hearing knocking from the closet, white lighter in my pocket, Smoking out the cockpit, Im on a rocket, please take me home
Salem Trials adjacent torture methods, dont let me in heaven, death mask for the people talking reckless, Saw the movie reference, wicked ways my lane, insane Im wretched, tempted to dismember everything under the weather, never feel no better
Rejected, respected, Im chopping up at yo necklace
Im acting up on the set list
You on track to get yo neck slit
You headless
Can any of you pussies best this?
Fuckboys dying to test this
Why my name in your mentions?
He must be moving senseless
Restless, no mental check in
Carry weight like a dead lift, the mission of Missing's to end shit

Tongue of a serpent, spitting lies thru ya teeth
When I stomp yo head, they gon scatter on tha street
Ouija whip that Chevy, big mána in tha back
Pull up on yo block n cock that muthafuckin gat 
Blood on my skin, blood on my fuckin clothes
Lookin like a madmane, I'm a fuckin psycho
I don't fuck with ya click, y'all some busta ass hoes
Turn ya fuckin hood into ground zero 
Pagan playa sacrifice ya to tha old gods
Got a bad lil witch shakin ass on tha car
Pull up to tha function, turn that junt to a brawl
ACAB wrote in blood on tha muthafuckin walls

Str8 Up Out The Ouija Board

Im back in black on black on black the same old crap
Gotta blunt thats fat, need hella racks, pussy ass bitch cant fuck with cats
Can meet my gat I dont wanna chat, add em to the stats 
You bugging some like gnats, hit em with blyat blyat stat

That means immediately 
So sick and tired I cant even hire Ill prolly just fire a shrink
The highest bidder I offer my liver then into nether I’ll sink
Take my own life in a blink, suicide what did you think?
Dying’s been my passion, aint no rationing on tragedies and I havent peaked on me

Yet Im up in the scene, check might pop a bean 
Yes might be a fiend, bet Ill get yo team wet 
Wishing that we never met, underground artists some rats
Its you and your dogs I don’t need no resolve you gon need a vet and i mean that

Need a new remedy, xanax and hennesy, shout out yung Kota B, Missing my People, the cult
The sheeple will never revolt, who should be held at fault? 
Results of the evil claimed leaders, oblivious masses will falter, wait for humanity’s fall, gripping a saw, leave them appalled then we wait for applause, hop off my balls

I think these psyops gon autopsy Ouija, pay me and I’ll make it easy
OD on something enough make elephants even stop breathing
Enough to put under demons, take me I don’t need no reason
Satan said I’d be a beacon if I survive one more season
Cap in your raps got no meaning, me vs you isn’t even

Population Control Pt. 3

MAKE EM FREEZE

I'm Forever too much to take regardless let this bass shake yo place 

Subhubwoofer

@nastiitaxii @nastiitaxii @nastiitaxii @nastiitaxii
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Fixing races with my conscience, cop a 40 for that nonsense,

I'm so bored of being conscious, anxious paranoid and nauseous,

I'm to weak to build a tolerance, but way to strong to care,

Burn the cigarette till ashes picking butts out of my hair...
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Don’t fucking care, the only thing that I have left to do is die,

Watch me rot away for years, you act surprised a fucking lie,

Pretty pills and orange bottles in my casket, only right,

Leave me facedown in the ditch off 60 milligrams of white...
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This a semi final suicide, the kind that makes you stare,

Because nothing makes me feel alive like falling out my chair,

Calling up my hookup tryna cash out on a scare,

But he knows I'm not the kind of kid to lash out unprepared...
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Bloody noses how my throat is dripping vision starts to fade,

Poison dragging through system cutting years off like a blade,

Feel the resin on my walls I judge the time by grams I’ve weighed, 

Toxins oh my god I’ve lost it bleach my fabric and just wait...
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Drag my body off the carpet just so I can get retarded,

I don't wanna feel like garbage but I still don't have the knowledge,

With the money that I spend I bet that I could pay for College,

But the only kind of lectures that I get is from my father...
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Sick and tired anxious, nauseous, I’m not cautious I’m a corpse,

Try to sleep it’s fucking pointless my reality is warped, 

Please don’t tell me how to stop I do the wrong shit till it’s worse,

I can’t stop it, fucking lawless self destruction just occurs...
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Make it hurt bitch please just make it hurt

Make it Hurt (ft. Na$tii)

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

Population Control Pt. 3

Ouijaboy [@ouijaboy]