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MONEY TALK [prod. erlax]

MIXXXXXXXXXED BY MANGO: @kidmangx
amv: https://youtu.be/k1sYDtD2Ibk
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lyrics:
res with the lead, got the hot shit comin
ima threat, never fret, ima dropkick fuckers
tec on my left, make you drop dead
ima make a killing, i get it and then i pop bands on em
blade in my pocket, keep a toolie by my waist side
shame you a copy and i do this just to waste time 
ima need a millie in advance, make her do a little dance
tell her come on over, grab her by the waistline 
im a fuckin villain, nuts too big so fuck you prick
i clutch two grips , then unload, so duck you bitch
you unimpressed with resurrect, then you can suck two dicks
and then I'm hackin up your lungs like all the blunts you hit
its untrue bitch, you think that i won't grab a blade
then slash and blame this shit all on my scatterbrain 
i'll bash your face then laugh at every track you make
you're really only half a man, wait, i mean half a lame
i slide on that nigga with hella hittas, deaded triggers
i pull that shit, lead delivered through yo liver
im dead again, best of wishes to you bitches
i said it, extended clips'll push your wigs in
no effort, im well equipped with extra issues
i'll spell it out, extra kids with extra tissues
irrelevant, send a missile through your spirit
i bet you ain't near a nigga as parasitic, you bitches

phantom primus (prod. negative)

SHOUTOUT FUCKING PCP

https://soundcloud.com/chrystallinepowder

prod. me 

i take my time w a cigeratte
been so bad with words lately that im concerned for my intelect
getting lost in the disconnect
do you mind if interject
rip my heart right out my chest and let me live as a sillouhete

shit been building up yeah
kill my feelins wit a pill n blunt 
yeah
voices screaming stupid pussy jump
yeah
so its kind a hard to give a fuck to give a fuck

my head hurts and im feelin this fuckin withdrawl
pins and needles feel my skin and its startin to crawl
hittin feet but i keep trippin i think that ill fall
kill my feelings im so sick of it all

im sorry psycho roots have built my roof
but im so far from you i cant know what to do
they told me fucking everything i always knew
so ima kill my voice and sing w .22s

shit been building up yeah
kill my feelins wit a pill n blunt 
yeah
voices screaming stupid pussy jump
yeah
so its kind a hard to give a fuck to give a fuck

life sucks
give no fucks
squash my brain with sand jugs
dare you one more fucking time to ask me why im acting up
daddy disappointed with my actions 
dont know what to say like fuck im sorry blah blah blah blah
brain imbalance kill me now bitch 

numbing myself down enough 
my stomachs full of cabernet
that rope and you a perfect pair
like screaming through a vocal tear

oh pcp sound edgy now
shut up brat ill pour epoxy down your throat
murder she wrote i gloat
as i leave you to rot

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KILL MY FEELINGS W/ PCP

GLOCKNESS MONSTER [PROD SAPPHIRE]

NEW ALBUM UNKLE DROPS ON THE 25TH OF JANUARY
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https://soundcloud.com/beardedlegend-1

NVRSFT

LYRICS:
Don't come near me I'm so angry
Probably nothing, let me think and try to see from different angles 
Every word I hear trips my thoughts up into tangles
I'm a mess for words, can't talk or move - every twitch is just so painful
Like I'm locked inside a box that's way too small and tough to break
Free myself from agony, help please, the plastic drowns the yelling soundly
Down and out steeze with a pack of darts and no weed
Smoking molly thru a cone piece and I don't care who fucking sees me

Stabbing my tear ducts with thumbtacks
Bleeding the blood I don't want back
Energy up in my rucksack
Moving too slow, I'm like fuck that
Pay me before I go lose my shit up in your face or throw your name all bout the place
All of the fuckers who question me, will not be testing me when my foot get in the way
Suck up my nut off the ground for my knowledge and licking my balls for the clout
I do not care bout your name or your lane I'm been in this for ages yeah I been around
Take me to the maker I'ma kill em
Steal a knife, I took it out the kitchen
Looking wicked and I'm feeling like a Wiccan
She not Charles but she feeling like a Dickens

Don't come near me I'm so angry
Probably nothing, let me think and try to see from different angles 
Every word I hear trips my thoughts up into tangles
I'm a mess for words, can't talk or move - every twitch is just so painful
Like I'm locked inside a box that's way too small and tough to break
Fuck you cowards, got no pity
For a kid inside this city
Dog eat dog without no thinking
I'ma snap without no blinking
I'm kill this shit no trying
Your stomach starts a sinking
Made your bed for you to lie in
Made of poison you drinking

DON'TCOMENEARME X BEARDED LEGEND (PROD. SHNXMAN)

Lord Gasp:

Fuck that, finna feed from their souls
Acting like a soldier till I pop the skull
Line em all side to side like they animals
Sodium hydroxide till they decompose

Hey! if you think about me i creep out the crypts
Ima come to your bed and eat out your ribs
And i think that it's a little bit bitter
Yeah from what i remember your bitch tasted better!
On my wrist i wear the rest of all their veins
Cataclysm mercenary with the blade
In a hurry i bury him in a minute
Keep his spinal cord and go tangle that up in my curtains

Paris green, Yung ditto, Lord Gasp
Split personality but i'm wearing no mask
Hoe said she want it Nastii, fuck her with the feet (Feat)
40k on the table i split that with my g's

Nastii:

No illusion I been working
I ain’t sleeping 
Lately I been barely human
Saw you fold
Cause you talk about all the shit u been doing 
You get rolled 
Toss turning 
Body purple from the bruising 
Hold tight 
All this spite 
That shit be ready for abusing 
I need combat
Fuck em all these people 
Waiting for they chance 
Got a knife up to yo spine
When you get that first advance 
All you built yeah look around
Just a castle made of sand 
Go ahead, step inside 
Little sacrificial lamb 
Fuck that 
Coming in swinging 
When we done 
We leaving gasoline in 
Burn it to the ground 
That’s message 
Go ahead and fucking read it 
Paint the city black
Stomp out everybody kneeing 
Wrap the bodies in the flag
I know the feds is gonna see it

Witchouse 40k:

Pull up to the party I ain’t lookin like I’m sober
Walkin out the coffin yeah I’m finna feel social
Walking out tour body got some blood up on the Gosha
Pull up to the party just to act like I don’t know ya

Pipe down, done gone
Trash on the mask, I don’t fuck with VLONE
Black for the casket, bad to the bone yuh
Veins full of habits, past full of ghosts

Hello, I’m looking like a witch I guess you didn’t get the memo
Finger on the stick I’m in the game you in the demo
Said he want a feature so I send him to my Venmo
Coughing like I’m sick I’m rolling smoking on the endo
Hello, I’m shooting at your clique I leave em looking like jello
Cutting up a brick I stack a hunnid like some legos
Only wearing collars, I got diamonds on the bezel
Click clack, cock back, take his diamonds with extendos

Lord Gasp :

Fuck that, finna feeding from their souls
Acting like a soldier till I pop the skull
Line em all side to side like they animals
Sodium hydroxide till they decompose

Hey! if you think about me i creep out the crypts
Ima come to your bed and eat out your ribs
And i think that it's a little bit bitter
Yeah from what i remember your bitch tasted better!

Party

Bobby Darko

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