PROD BY KYNARETH 

Lyrics:
i keep some 
walkers all around me
smoke cigs in the rari
aint got the time 
check my watch please

i just wanna tell you 
that im sorry
for the way i acted 
i been walkin
like a zombie

got your blood and 
its all up on me
so they cant 
even see me

stupid mother fuckers
wanna try me..
mother fuckers wanna try me

i keep some walkers
all around me
smoke cigs in the rari
aint got the time
check my watch please

wrong choice boy 
now you'll meet 
my tire iron
wrap that shit around
your face then ill
make it mine

made a deal 
with the devil 
now your souls mine
leave your body 
looking crooked 
when i throw you
in the mine

waking up 
in the morgue
like im Leslie Vernon
no escaping 
without causing hurting

2. WALKERS

Sematary - Deer God 「Nightcore」

David's got a temper again
You said you made a lot of wrong turns, turning the bend
I hate I argue when you glance at me, and think that we're friends
I got prophecies, like Socrates, I blow in the wind

David's got a temper again
You said you made a lot of wrong turns, turning the bend
I hate I argue when you glance at me, and think that we're friends
I got prophecies, like Socrates, I blow in the wind

Die
You're a piece of shit, I mean it
I have forty five on the clock, that's forty five minutes I got
A sore throat, always talking like it's Cold and Cough
If I had a will to live, then I guess I would tell you off

But I don't really mind if you yell at me, I mean it
Waste your time screaming through the screen, you're anemic
8 feet tall with a sombrero hat kinda,
Fits the definition

David's got a temper again
You said you made a lot of wrong turns, turning the bend
I hate I argue when you glance at me, and think that we're friends
I got prophecies, like Socrates, I blow in the wind

David's got a temper again
You said you made a lot of wrong turns, turning the bend
I hate I argue when you glance at me, and think that we're friends
I got prophecies, like Socrates, I blow in the wind

David's got a temper again
You said you made a lot of wrong turns, turning the bend
I hate I argue when you glance at me, and think that we're friends
I got prophecies, like Socrates, I blow in the wind

David's got a temper again
You said you made a lot of wrong turns, turning the bend
I hate I argue when you glance at me, and think that we're friends
I got prophecies, like Socrates, I blow in the wind

Temperr

RUSTY CHAINS N SHOTGUNS THATS HOW WE DO IT BRO~
PRODUCED BY SALVADOR SAWKEEPSIE

LYRICS:

Hook
Ill Put You Down Boy
You Know Its Huntin Season
Bitch Im Salvador
I Dont Need No Reason

Take You Down The Way
Ima Kill You On The Weekend
By The End Know I Died
Now I Rise Again

Verse1
When I Come Through
I Got Weapons 
In My Trench Coat
Rusty Chains And Shotguns
Thats How We Do It Bro

Im Huntin You Now 
Ill Leave You In The Alcove
In My Old House
Down On The Old Road

I Got Your Skin 
Peelin Off The Fucking Bone Now
With My Big Knife
Im Gonna Have To Teach You How

The Way I Get To Workin 
In My Fucking Butcher Shop
You Can Beg Me All You Want
But You Know Theres No Escaping

Hook

Verse2
With My Blade I Get To Scraping
Peeling And Fucking Defacing 
On The Flesh Of The Old Sacred
You Know That I Got Some Hatred

Fuck With Me 
You Get To Racing 
Way You See Me 
When Im Chasin 

Running After You
With My Damn Chainsaw

Ima Cut Your Body Up 
And Then I Leave The Scene Raw
Come Through With Shotguns
Bitch You Know Its Salvador

Pouring Gasoline 
Out On The Open Fields
Feds Dont Come Around Here
Down In Murderville

I Feel Like Bubba 
We Gon Play The Fucking Hiding Game
Catch You Off Guard 
Its Gone Be Your Final Day

Just Burned The World Down
Man I Fucking Hate This Place
You Know Im Salvador
Ill Leave You Like A Disgrace

HUNTING SEASON [PROD. SAWKEEPSIE]

DavidCrypt - Greenhouse
Splitbirth
Produced by me
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Lyrics: 

Bridled feelings, kill the fucker in the mirror
Chapped lips, so it hurts, when I bring em ear to ear
Old engraved pennies, I got one for every year
And the kisses from the snow tell me wait again, clear

It's the constant rushing raindrops on the roof that comfort me
When the promises I've made to myself, start breaking
This the type of shit I won't tell my friends, or anybody 
Got my eyes on the [?], got my finger on the safety

Nothing feels like home, feel like frosty in the greenhouse 
Letting out my anger, bad decision, I regret now
Change my voice around you, stupid shit that I'm talking bout
Falling from the building, variations on a cloud

Nothing feels like home, feel like frosty in the greenhouse 
Letting out my anger, bad decision, I regret now
Change my voice around you, stupid shit that I'm talking bout
Falling from the building, variations on a cloud

Lethargy, inertia, I'm lazy
One side of the magnet, I just push it all away from me
Try to the make the time, end up saying that I'm busy
Regret it all like ten minutes later, when am I winning

Bone to the skin (skin) watches don't fit (fit)
Spikes piercing through my throat, from the inside, in
Release the tension, internal bleeding begin
Bathtub water rising up to my chin

Ice cream hands, sticking to the paper
Sweet cotton candy, black ice through the winter 
D-d-deepest darkest secrets, to the grave, to the Aether,
Life after life, nothing science could’ve answered

Up all night, til like 5:39,
No weapons to the clock, g-got nothing to kill time
Staying glued to my phone, c-cut the power, go offline
Every second I'm alive it feels like I'm bout to die

Nothing feels like home, feel like frosty in the greenhouse 
Letting out my anger, bad decision, I regret now
Change my voice around you, stupid shit that I'm talking bout
Falling from the building, variations on a cloud

Nothing feels like home, feel like frosty in the greenhouse 
Letting out my anger, bad decision, I regret now
Change my voice around you, stupid shit that I'm talking bout
Falling from the building, variations on a cloud

Greenhouse

stop it

She Fucks Me For My Style, I Got More Fits I Promise XDD!!!
thats what im talking about guys harsh as it goes rock on fr
bass go brrr
♱♱♱♱LYRICS♱♱♱♱
[intro]
flesh eating fiend
my preassure is clean
rots u off the bone
and i sell to the teens

[verse 1]
a one year sentence i am selling that, smelly pack
guns here in the party i see hella gats, neva lack
i only got my dagger but ill do just fine, keep in mind
im already underground give a fuck cuts on my spine

[hook] 
i got gore on my body right now hoe
lift the tee ribs exposed like ow bro
turn my head 360 like an owlwoh
i be making snuff films on the down low
gore on my bodice my whore is a goddess
shes fucks me for my style i got more fits i promise
gore on my bodice my lord savior prophet
is mister benjamin franklin when im chasin i aint modest

[verse 2]
as previously mentioned, they all got extensions,
i sell to their shorties with evil intentions,
the zombie infection, inhalent injection
whole party affected, with brain cell dissection 
now everyones tripping, and laughing and slipping,
cuz everyones fucked up, and spilling and dripping
and hitting their heads on the counters still sipping
now everyones bloody these kids barely living

[verse 3]
I like the ways that i make my money
watching people suffer to me its funny
hear the cops out front back do im runnin
everybody stumblin i aint a dummy
they was trippin so hard wont remember my face
this the evil pack its whateva imma face
a fat fucking joint cwd laced
watching red and blue lights surround the whole place

[extra bit]
i watch the po po file in
im sadisticly smiling
throw the match upon the gas
the house ablaze they die within

[Chorus Repeats]

[verse 4]
99drown tizzle got hella fucked up plans
i inject hella pond scum when i press these xans
then i go sell them to college kids in ripped pants
im dripped as fuck u better duck from a mouthful of my hands


Thanks for listening <3 xoxo

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