PASTOR PRANAV

EL DIABLO POLLO

EL DIABLO POLLO (Feat. Bumboi + Day$okee)(prod. pranav)

ROLEPLAY - YNG MARTYR X OMXNEMO (ft. LUCIE’S NIGHTMARE + ISSBROKIE) (PROD. YUKII)

He a dead man walking
Choppas get you chopping
Always packin' metal if a nigga keep on talking
I'll put you in a coffin
Leave you with no conscious
Smoking on yo pack and leave yo body in there rotting

He a dead man walking
Choppas get you chopping
Always packin' metal if a nigga keep on talking
I'll put you in a coffin
Leave you with no conscious
Smoking on yo pack and leave yo body in there rotting

Gotta strap in the back with Glock an attach
And I run wit yo bitch I be blowing the back
Gotta AR attach I be holding it back
And I'm back from the trap where I rap and I crap
And I smoke on a dab no mid or wack
Gone count my chips and count my racks
From the back I clap bounce back if that
And you don't want the smoke I could promise you that

Ima spaz on the track we gone get that bag
No cap big stack like a big big bad
No clips at the pad we gone click clack back
No bag just racks and bands bands

Bands Bands
50 on your block bro
Holo with the dot
And a pussy what I'm not hoe
Talk all that talk when you can't even walk tho
Might need a mop clean ops out the blocko

Goner a Walmart gay machine gun kelly
How you a shrimp and you still got a belly
Talk like a brit on the televised tele
Claiming you tough but Evan bitch really

Adios my nigga time to say bye
Your boy is dead in a ditch in Dubai
Wait to pull straps cause I like to win fights
Without my holos but after I might

Pull out the gat put a hole in his head
Bitch you a mat with the way that I step
Skin to the bone and ill eat what is left
Spit that shit out cause you bitch in the flesh

He a dead man walking
Choppas get you chopping
Always packin' metal if a nigga keep on talking
I'll put you in a coffin
Leave you with no conscious
Smoking on yo pack and leave yo body in there rotting
He a dead man walking
Choppas get you chopping
Always packin' metal if a nigga keep on talking
I'll put you in a coffin
Leave you with no conscious
Smoking on yo pack and leave yo body in there rotting

DEADMAN WALKiN

Day$okee- DEADMAN WALKiN feat pranav.wav (prod. bumboi)

THE LOUDEST PACK IN THE UNIVERSE! FT. SUGS (PROD. AWGUST24)

TYSON

she told me im the worst yea she told me that im bad

loat! x rev - bad (prod. sogimura + rev)

I ain’t goth but I dress like this
Chains hanging from my necks and wrists like this
Witchblades like I’m lil peep in this bitch 
I got lots of fame take a pic like this 

Take a flick, yous a munch, ice spice, a little bitch
All these bitches fucking mini me’s
They wanna take a sip

Of this power 
Of this money 
Of this beat
Of this feat

Bitch I’m climbing to the peak 
Ain’t nobody stopping me

Take a flick, yous a munch, ice spice, a little bitch
All these bitches fucking mini me’s
They wanna take a sip

Of this power 
Of this money 
Of this beat
Of this feat

Bitch I’m climbing to the peak 
Ain’t nobody stopping me

Ain’t nobody stopping me
We put a chopppa to his teeth
I turned his brain to obsolete
This Fuck boy wanna be like me
I’m doing shows I’m finna eat
I merked this flow i merked this beat
You a lil peon can’t compete
You better squeeze yo Jesus piece

1 2 3 4
Point the chrome right to ya dome
I ain’t got no time for a lame
Yo bitch just gave me brain
I been n the field with the steel
Serving up them meals
You been in yo feels in the ville
Cappin bout yo skill

Guantanamera I got your bitch on my dick
Goth bitches on my line they telling me to rate their fit
Hit the ditty Freddie dredd, I got more bodies than a bitch
Nick at night let’s make a movie that don’t make no fucking sense

That don’t make no fucking sense
Demons lurking thru yo vents
Hollow pointed at yo chest
Im finna put you down to rest

Clean the blood right off the stick
Give a fuck I’m off the rip
Always pocket watching on a bum you bitches take a flick

[Freddie Krueger]
I know where you're going.. (ha ha ha ha)
(slices)
It's traveling time!

Take a flick, yous a munch, ice spice, a little bitch
All these bitches fucking mini me’s
They wanna take a sip

Of this power 
Of this money 
Of this beat
Of this feat

Bitch I’m climbing to the peak 
Ain’t nobody stopping me

Take a flick, yous a munch, ice spice, a little bitch
All these bitches fucking mini me’s
They wanna take a sip

Of this power 
Of this money 
Of this beat
Of this feat

Bitch I’m climbing to the peak 
Ain’t nobody stopping me

FLICK! w/bumboi

R38 ft. Slevpy808 & Reptilelegit (prod. by dentist)

CUNT! (PROD. CYFAL)

amv: [https://youtu.be/TuG-IBkj_iU]

lyrics: 
Ok, hop out my way
Watch out, I'm not down to play
I pop the glock at your face
Brought out the wraith
Pop out with blood on my blade
Laugh as I watch y'all decay
I got the K, .45, with a glock 9 semi
Gotta spray, hot iron
Got a goth thot with me
Let it rain, shots fired, not a shot gon hit me
Got a opp block spinning like a top
Rot with me, nigga

Everyone around tryna cop my steez
Never runnin down 'less I got my piece
Hella bodies found when I pop my beam
Helicopter sounds when the drop top speed
Lever gun em down, I do not want peace
Sin City how I do em dirty
Got a glick with me, I could use a 30
Let my switch hit him, watch it shoot like Curry
Lil bitch

I got a bad bitch, she tryna rendezvous
I gotta blast, ray beam got a round or two
You wanna die? Say please, I got just the tool
To cut em down, 19 bodies stackin, dude
You never saw the best until you saw my Tec
My sawed off go sawin through your armored vest
You lockjaw, but honestly I'm choppin necks
The cops found the body, but without a head

I got my savages around me
Won't be caught without my strap
Keep on thumbin through the paper
Then I rummage through ya stash
Tell that boy I'll see ya later
He ain't never comin back
Cuz niggas know I got that blade
I'll cut ya tongue and let it flap

Everyone around tryna cop my steez
Never runnin down 'less I got my piece
Hella bodies found when I pop my beam
Helicopter sounds when the drop top speed
Everyone around tryna cop my steez
Never runnin down 'less I got my piece
Hella bodies found when I pop my beam
Helicopter sounds when the drop top speed

Pull up with 40, I came for the bullies
I'm bout all the smoke, I just bought me a new glock
Aim out the cage at a free man
.762 knock em back to the boondocks
Runnin em down to they coffin
They hide with the ghosts, see em turn to a dead zombie
Chalk on the ground, he get smoked
But I love make believe cuz I know that the feds watchin
Hang out the roof of the drop top
BOOM, BOOM, BOOM, BOOM!
Hit the block with a sawed off
Came with the Boogeyman, lock, shock
Smoke in the barrel, don't care if the stocks off
I ain't rockin with you pussy, you not bout that action
Leave ghosts in yo whereabouts
Came from the mud, I'm gon air it out
Bugs in his body, I'm rotten, don't wear it out

Ok, hop out my way
Watch out, I'm not down to play
I pop the glock at your face
Brought out the wraith
Pop out with blood on my blade
Laugh as I watch y'all decay
I got the K, .45, with a glock 9 semi
Gotta spray, hot iron
Got a goth thot with me
Let it rain, shots fired not a shot gon hit me
Got a opp block spinning like a top
Rot with me, nigga

cathedral ward [ft. witchouse40k] (prod. mercykill)

XxX_velli_XxX

add me for michael myers lobbies on carrier bro


lyrics-
this lame sounds like a hater

drag a young stunnerman

you nostalgiabaiter

tamagochi in your jeans

motorolla made the scene

if i could use this diesel in my pen i'd make sure that it bleeds

doc marten boots aren't breaking in
i walk in pain, the lights go dim
i'm closing off the curtains cause the winter sun will burn my skin

my raf, virginia creeper
this rick, i got from bieber
my fur coat says rihanna
but this cheque got cleared by peta

couldn't give less a fuck about opinion just keep em to yourself
you're wearing archive off the internet that's bottom shelf
my dior homme came with a name tag saying Hedi S
you're wearing cargos trynna stunt out with this old DS

i'm switching channels for nostalgia

03 baby live my life the crazy way, they try to tell me

they try to say my tunes jumanji, the words all started popping out the board i'm off a bean i tell em  

my lover's now a hater

ed hardy on your denim

you nostalgiabaiter

that walkman in your jeans

bold like britney on the scene

can't be sampling out these tunes no more three six will make me bleed

NOSTALGIA BAITER

we are temporary. i am dead to the world but born again through Christ. Seek him and he will seek you. My music will be left as a testimony on how lost i was in the world. You may think its corny, but how is it that a tough guy like me suddenly changed or went "soft" ? Only the truth will reveal itself, but you must seek Jesus.

im not soft, just saved.

Day$okee- DEADMAN WALKiN feat pranav.wav (prod. bumboi)

DAY$OKEE (@daysokee)