GHOSTRAGE [PROD-KERAMIC TOOLS]

DEMONZSONG [PROD-SHOKI & CRCL]

JUMPED IN A MOSHPIT [PROD-SYSTEMATIK]

[Prod by SHADYHELIOS x PLAUGE]
Lyrics:

(chorus)
I can never stop 
imma leave em in the dirt where they rot
7150 drugs in my body what's the spot 
imma fucking pull up finna you send up God 
you call the cops and imma gun up where u lay
I'm needing payment 
send you to the light ya bitches wonder where they Bae went 
send em to the grave 
with a halo 
like im masterchief 
killing hundreds bitch I take souls 
case closed 

(verse 1)
hey, whatchu want
lifting heavy weights imma need a bitch to spot 
twin bitches on they knees and they sucking on my cock
imma pull the fucking glock out
got it beaming red dot
or maybe green cuz I gotta switch it up
with the Lazer 
bullet graze ya face it finna cuz u like a razor 
AK taking lives like it's a pussy eraser 
remove you from existence im a bitch eradicater
hahaha

🎶

(verse 2)
Knock out 
double back
you can't can't back out 
double back
getting scratched
on my back now 
way she fucking move that ass gotta tap now 
I can't back down 
fuck it I can't tap out 

(bridge)
we going down the grave saving grace ugh
we going down to the grave bullets laced up
with the cyanide leave a note look like suicide 
with the cyanide Cia bitch we taking lives 

we going down to the grave, where you lay ugh
we going down to the grave, bullets laced up
×4

🎶

(chorus)
I can never stop 
imma leave em in the dirt where they rot
7150 drugs in my body what's the spot 
imma fucking pull up finna you send up God 
you call the cops and imma gun up where u lay
I'm needing payment 
send you to the light ya bitches wonder where they Bae went 
send em to the grave 
with a halo 
like im Masterchief
killing hundreds bitch I take souls 
case closed

CASE☆CLOSED [PROD-SHADYHELIOS]

BXTCHMADE (FT. RichTalk) [PROD-VXRAL]

TALK SHIT! [PROD-SHADYHELIOS]

Lyrics:

I'm a walking coprse that nobody done gave a fuck about
You play me like a pussy don't you think I'm finna fuck around 
I'm running with Macs strapped that's 11 and 10
Hear the beam spray bitch then we leaving em dead 
Syntax error in his brain make him blue screen
Bodies fall around me bitch I'm living in a movie
Perpetually pissed off and not a thing around can sooth me 
If you pressing get to steppin or you'll hear the auto booming 

Tired of the fake fucks never let another use me
Running up my pockets bitch I'd rather you just shoot me 
Creeping through my crib like you wonder where the loot be
I'm hiding in the corner with a knife ha oopsie

Look into my eyes, do I look dead or Alive 
Grim reaper with the sythe soul stealing ya life 
all you bitches party pardon me but what the fucks up
All you stupid sluts is off the moly you a fuck up

I'm running with metal that shit to his head I let it blow back 
I'm fiending for crack snap his neck like where the blow at
I scream til I'm deaf, gun to my head
Until it go black
I'm going insane, there's a bug in my brain
All I feel is this pain, all they fear is my name 

I could kill em all but it is never enough
Up on live leak all my enemies Snuffed 
Stuffing up his bitch getting turned to a cuck
Spark the molotov yeah yo body combust

I'm a walking coprse that nobody done gave a fuck about
You play me like a pussy don't you think I'm finna fuck around 
I'm running with Macs strapped that's 11 and 10
Hear the beam spray bitch then we leaving em dead 
Syntax error in his brain make him blue screen
Bodies fall around me bitch I'm living in a movie
Perpetually pissed off and not a thing around can sooth me 
If you pressing get to steppin or you'll hear the auto booming 

PERPETUALLY PISSED OFF [PROD-SYNTAX]

DARK SOULS [PROD-YXKAII X SIXX]

Fire beat Produced by @66Ezi on instagram / Vxral on YouTube & Featuring the GOAT Hexxxed

NEKROPOCALYPSE (FT. HEXXXED)

lyrics:

Born out the pit
Nah my life ain gon amount to shit 
Pussy talking stupid 
Tryna jump me cuz I took his bitch

Born out the pit
Nah my life ain gon amount to shit 
Pussy talking stupid 
Tryna jump me cuz I took his bitch
Finna end his life if he scam me outa fuckin 5th
Hang em by his throat allat talkin get a pussy lynched

Trappin with the plastic clutching metal like it's hasbro
Bitch im selling bricks im selling Lego with the mask on
Bitch I keep the big tool like a lesbo with the strap-on
Bitch we keepin chill we smokin got a bitch to tap on

Ring ring got yo bitch is blowing up my phone 
Bling bling metal shine better watch yo tone
Bitch you talkin to the deadhead
Keepin big blades long clips if a bitch tryna talk sum 
Walk on em
Finna walk on his throat 
Tie a brick round his foot then toss his ass off the boat 
Finna smoke on yo broz make a bitch overdose 
Light up yo body say yo prayers to the goat
Take yo wife and yo kids then keep they ass as a trophy
You say you gonna run up guess you run at a slow speed
Blood sipping out yo skull nah that's red rum
Carving triple 666 on a bitch gut
gun hit gun lit with the gun kit 
Runnin up yo pockets bitch I told yo ass to run shit
Pit killa send em up to the next life
Fake ID on me sipping bud light 

Pussy tryna catch sum dodging shit I step right
Quiet when Im runnin tippy toes bitch I step light 
Aiming with the auto glocky switch up with the flex sight
Beaming spraying bodies set a mothafuckin backlight

Born out the pit
Nah my life ain gon amount to shit 
Pussy talking stupid 
Tryna jump me cuz I took his bitch
Finna end his life if he scam me outa fuckin 5th
Hang em by his throat allat talkin get a pussy lynched

HANG EM BY THE THROAT [PROD-BLKSATURN]

produced by CRCL
lyrics:

("You're a fragile person trying to disguise yourself and you're doing mad shit for the camera, So you do too much and in feeling pain you move too much."
"Just chop down everyone who's in your fucking way."
"We're gonna fire mortars straight through this fucking industry."
"It's like... You made it you can stop now")

Fuck you and the pussy you fuckin 
you talk like a bitch but you niggas is duckin 
Fuck you and the pussy you fuckin 
I can't fuck with pussies lil bitches be bluffin
Fuck you and the pussies you fuck with
All of these shooters but none of you shoot shit
Heat on my hip when it drip from my wrist to my toe
like We keeping it moving I'm letting blow

Moving ugh
Yeah we moving with the Groving 
With hand thats Aiming steady knuckle bleeding from the bruising 
Yeah we jumping out his boys and them pussies gon cry out
yeah We letting em fus so they die when they die down
Spinnin with the metal out the motherfuckin hatchback 
Put it to yo dental that's a weird way to catch that
Fist fuck
Put it into yo prostate 
got Prosthetic body's cuz bitches can't concentrate

yeaaah
Lil hoe im going batshit 
Crazy lil pussy talking bet I'm gon smack em up 
like we Loading the mac up
Hollow point bullets shoot at you gon back up

Aaah
Lil hoe im going batshit 
Crazy lil pussy talking bet I'm gon smack em up
Aaah 
like we Loading the mac up
Hollow point bullets shoot at you gon back up

Fuck you and the pussy you fuckin 
you Talk like a bitch but you niggas is duckin 
Fuck you and the pussy you fucking 
I can't fuck with pussies lil bitches be bluffin
Fuck you and the pussies you fuck with
All of these shooters but none of you shoot shit
Heat on my hip when it drip from my wrist to my toe
like We keeping it moving I'm letting blow

CHOP EM DOWN [PROD-CRCL]

PISSINGONYOCORPSE (FT.KAIJUS) [PROD-HARZIA]

KILL YOUR LOCAL RACIST (Feat. HELLOCYKA) [prod.Acidd]

KUNT KILLER (ft.HEXXXED) [PROD.ACIDDGORE]

OBSIDIAN TEARS (ft.OHSOTRYING) [Prod.babyboybeats]

MARK UP YO GRAVE (Ft.Hellocyka & Balli)【prod.runjulyy】

GORE THAT NIGGA LIKE A PIG (w/BENZ) [PROD.ACIDDGORE]

TIME TO KILL (ft.OHSOTRYING) 「prod.hvvck」

GOT A BⴲNE 2 PICK 『Prod.66ezi』

lyrics:

Spinning on him
If I see him pop the clutch and pop a shot
And we run em down 7 Bullets 7 bodies found
Bitch it's R I P niggas finna learn what I'm about 
Ain't no fucking teeth we stomped em out his skull they on the ground
Gotta snatch yo money bitch there ain't enuff to go around 
Sniffing out that green be Mula or Mary Jane I'm a hound 
Blood all on my teeth from biting jugular make em frown
Moving on yo crew we mark em up so every man down 

Bitch my father was a killer and I ain't turn out too different 
Know that I fuck with some whiskey but that ain't what I'm sippin
Got that purp in my cup and now imma sip onnat drank
Better low yo tone to me you below in rank
Imma leave his Body leaking
Led beaming
Heat seeking 
See My missile screeching 
Pussy bleeding
Pussy pleeding for his life 
But a nigga Tweaking 
Bet I'm geeked up finna kill without a reason
Talking on me wrong so u know that imma clock her
Heater on my body but u no it ain't a cock ugh
I'm a real punk rocker
I ain't finna fight bitch imma carry a glock ugh

I fuck on that pussy hoe 
drugs in her iris turn red like the moon undertones of the Irish 
I'm nice enough not to just blow up yo face yet I'm anxious my finger might slip in the race 
pop a tire get wrapped like a present his car bout a tree
got a 60 round mag and bump stock for his teeth 
knock him left right just like that boxed up like a 10 piece
Bullets fly past em i'm blasting like starscream
Turn to jet and I'm bringing an army
That killa krew make em go missin
He turn to a pussy bitch
Who u be dissin
This glock got a button switch hollows go laying em down
So mama and papa and gon look at me proud
Ask em all who u be fucking with now
They all say that it's me and they say it real loud
And im naught but a concept existing in sound

Fuck nigga gon run up on me and you get dropped nigga
Pop niggas
Hate when them fakers gon call the cops nigga
Hot trigger
Metal be burning from all the shots 
Got my black vans on me when I'm stomping out the opps
Nigga die
Die
Die Die Die Die
Dressing for the oppas funeral get a suit and a tie
Finna blast it at his friends and family say yo goodbyes
Finna reunite in hell when I pop my Led through yall eyes

I just wanna see you die ×4
(Deadhead in this shit) 

Spinning on him
If I see him pop the clutch and pop a shot
And we run em down 7 Bullets 7 bodies found
Bitch it's R I P niggas finna learn what I'm about 
Ain't no fucking teeth we stomped em out his skull they on the ground
Gotta snatch yo money bitch there ain't enuff to go around 
Sniffing out that green be Mula or Mary Jane I'm a hound 
Blood all on my teeth from biting jugular make em frown
Moving on yo crew we mark em up so every man down

I WANNA SEE YOU DIE 『PROD.SHADYHELIOS』

lyrics:

I can't lie i just wanna see yall blood drip
Sucking on my cock I fell in love with a slut bitch
Hung dick 
Make her feel alive more than dope do
Loaded up my nine and cock it back like what the pole do
Blast it at him 
Bitch I blast it am
Beam right at his stomach 
Gang attack em 
Gang we leave em hungry 
Acids spilling from em
Keep wit massive sticks so that blaster hit em
Bitch I got Addiction in my blood so I'm steady sippin

Hoe I ain't be with all that bloodin and crippin 
Said All these moves that i be making on my own kinda hitlist
If I'm seening it going south then I be standing on business 
Best not open up yo mouth or you gon throat up these switches 
And let it blast
Back
Ion give a damn
If I see u on my block
Then my niggas gon attack
Bitch we spin 
Back
Automatic spittin fast
Only recognize yo homies from they mf toe tag

Imma do it by myself 
I ain't ever done asked for help 
Yall be worried about some bitches 
Should be worried bout yo heath
All yo homies gon turn into Swiss done up by the switch in my belt
say hi to my twin when I send u to hell
Bitch I got a stick new grip on my Mac-11
Fully auto switch when I wanna send em up to heaven
These ain't rubber pellets 
Hollow points be for that body shredding
Holding on my stick you know I'm staying with that lethal weapon 
Know them fist do damage 
Got her Holding on the blick 
Kill streak care package 
Shawty sucming on my dick 
If she want it she can have it
Glocky gold patterned
Put it on the homies got a soul patent
Hoes at him 

Chillin wit yo opps we getting white girl wasted
I been geeked all week hoe I'm fucked up faded 
Heater melt em down hoe I seen that nigga faceless 
Masochistic lesbian this strap gon rape em
Bam bam bam bam bam bam
Let the shots off 
Run for my van 7 bitches got my Rocks off
Only fake Rock niggas rapping with they Rick's on
all black vans blood stained when I piss on em 

Pop at his skull his head leaking he brainless
This glock finna fuck em it's practically painless
Empty his cranium leaving em vacant 
Money and fame are the bitches I'm chasing
Smoke on this nigga my Blickly gon vape like a nic fien
Hoes back that ass up on my dick bet u get d
Deez nuts in yo mouth when I pull up gon switch jeans
Pissing yo pants turn yo homies to Swiss cheese 

I can't lie i just wanna see yall blood drip
Sucking on my cock I fell in love with a slut bitch
Hung dick 
Make her feel alive more than dope do
Loaded up my nine and cock it back like what the pole do
Blast it at him 
Bitch I blast it am
Beam right at his stomach 
Gang attack em 
Gang we leave em hungry 
Acids spilling from em
Keep wit massive sticks so that blaster hit em
Bitch I got Addiction in my blood so I'm steady sippin

TOE TAGGER

TOE TAGGER 『PROD.SHADYHELIOS』

I DONT CARE ABOUT ANYTHING 『prod.05alegen2k』

STREET REAPER FT HEXXXED 「PROD.PYRAMID」

NIGGAWHAT!? X DARKCRAFT80k 『PROD.BUCKX2』

Spiral (it never ends)『prod.peril』

Lyrics: 

Yung cracka wit tha whip 
Hear that shit skirt
Fine shawty on my dick
Make a bitch squirt
Yung and stupid so yk I'm always
Turnt
Choppa did em automatic 
Make that blick work

Gunning them down
Splatter they guts
Kill all them niggas I don't give a fuck
Bitch I'm runnin it up with the clips I mag dump
Got yo bitch on my dick Think she done fell in love 
Fucked her so hard that she painted my nuts
Finna fuck up to footing when hitting em hard when we fight
I'm a flight risk to high for this shit it's like isis 
My chemical crash gon kill me and my and my fine shit 
All gunnin no fighting
Them hollows be flying
Like why is u tryin
U ain't shit but thorn in my side bitch
Gon Fuck up yo side kick
And fuck on yo side chick
Got switches we sliding 
No nigga u dying 
Nigga yu dying
No nigga u dying 
Nigga u dying 

Yung cracka wit tha whip 
Hear that shit skirt
Fine shawty on my dick
Make a bitch squirt
Yung and stupid so yk I'm always
Turnt
Choppa did em automatic 
Let that blick work
Got red dots on my Blickys 
all my shooters keep it tucked
I'm taking lives I'm breaking families 
And I do not give a fuck
Been in a runt since I was 12
So killin shit my only escape 
I'm not afraid to catch a charge so nigga do not test yo fate
I'm snatching souls and carving faces
On my crazy shit I'm feeling heinous 
Put this glock up to yo ass and blow yo brains right out yo anus
Why aint I famous yet I been the goat 
Why yu tryna run
Nowhere to go
Blick automatic finna let it blow
Is he dead or not I'll never know 
Until I spin Back 
Click Clack
Cock back the barrel and blast it
This switch gon hit automatically 
Make sure yo gang gon die tragically 
When i Summon up my shooters gon appear like it's magic 
Beam at his face Break apart
I Been breaking shawtys and hearts
My homies taking up arms
And yall homies take xany bars
I leave a blank space in his head
Like Taylor swift been to mars
I'm crazy 
I'm outa my mind
Feeling hazy
Not lazy
I'm dropping these tracks just like nukes
On the Japanese back in 1942 or 5 
It's do or die
Nigga I'm gon choose to live 
Stab em the gut empty his bowels with my fucking shiv
Spinnin onnem 
I Spin on his block bitch I know where u is
Pop his Brains right out his head when I shake em down js like sum soda fizz
Finna Open up some whoop ass on you niggas ain't no canned fish
Stomp out all his teeth just so he can't rizz and he can't diss 
These nuts been in yo mouth seen u dickriding like yo name candis

Trigger finger itching for the Mac 10
Split that boy up I turn that nigga to some rations 
Yuh
Yall don't wanna take actions 
(You're all fucking pussies and I'm gonna kill you)

Gunning them down
Splatter they guts
Kill all them niggas I don't give a fuck
Bitch I'm runnin it up with the clips I mag dump
Got yo bitch on my dick Think she done fell in love 
Fucked her so hard that she painted my nuts
Finna fuck up to footing when hitting em hard when we fight
I'm a flight risk to high for this shit it's like isis 
My chemical crash gon kill me and my and my fine shit 

Deny
Defend
Depose

SPLATTER THEY GUTS 『PROD.SHADYHELIOS』

MURDERADDICT (ft.darkcraft80k)「prod.shadyhelios」

Lyrics:

So am I in your head
When you're lying on your bed
Or do I float away
Do I go away
Or do I haunt your dreams at night
The way we said our last goodbyes 
Does it make you cry
Cuz I think about you all the time

And you don't know what it's like
To stare into the headlights
Begging for escape as you awake before the sunrise
Sunset 
seems sooner than you expect 
What did you expect from me
I know could never live up to what you need
What you need from me
Is more than I could ever fucking be
And I'm so sorry 
I'm glad you took the chance with me
But I can't seem to let you go
7 months and you've been haunting for every second of it you it know 
I don't mind being haunted by your ghost 

So am I in your head
When you're lying on your bed
Or do I float away
Do I go away
Or do I haunt your dreams at night
The way we said our last goodbyes 
Does it make you cry
Cuz I think about you all the time

I don't mind being haunted by you 『prod.taymxru』

lyrics:
I got spiders on my spine
Shout to Devine 
I don't no play games but I still pull up with them 9s
I put that pussh boy in line
Ion do no time 
Never getting caught 
Fuck it ion do no crime
Why this nigga crying 
I just killed an opp but why his cousin by my side?
Ion know the lines this niggas playing with wild
Bitch its been a while but I've finally got my wild back 
My style back
Been mad zooted
Yall niggas need a saving grace 
I'm getting right with God but that don't mean that I've been free of hate 
Catch em by his crib that nigga lackin
Hope he see the gates
Buy em low then I flip the pack
20 dollas on the low and I gotcha scrap
Ion pay for what I'm selling I js grow the crap 
If u want hit my window bitch it ain't a trap

GRIM3 ANG3L 『PROD.DIVINE』

H0LYGH0ST {prod.sozdateL}

lyrics:

Pack them up and ship them out like my ass work for FedEx 
Roll that nigga like a blunt my shooters hollows fed him 
Send that nigga to the gallows got his life indebted 
Bitch it's time to pay me back but ain't got money spendin

Fuck em up then I kill em
Dick down yo bitch ion care if I'm sinning
I'm blinded by dollar signs money I'm getting
He blinded by bullets hit eyes and I'm dippin
They ain't see me coming im never expected
I hit em and run with my hand on the weapon
Can't allat shit in yo lower tax bracket 
The way you be dick riding say he a faggot 
Crawling around all below me like maggots 
Empty the drac change the mag and I rack it
Shooting these rockets at niggas like iraq 
Rotting his brain like I gave em I pad
Pop at face bitch you ain't get yo eye back
Tryna retaliate gave me an eye patch
Smart and sarcastic they call me a wiseass 
Nigga went limp with one punch I said fight back

Nah he ain't fight back
Put that shawty face in the mud but she like that
She like it rough we fuck
I heard that nigga say knuck if you buck
But he pulled with a switch so his ass getting slumped
Yuh I said he should Say what you play bout or sum
You don't talk that shit if you cant back it up
I swear all you niggas is worthless as fuck
U js Stupid and dumb fucking wastes of yo dads cum
Greasy lil nigga you look like a rot skunk
Post on IG pose posted with yo dads gun
Shit out the barrel unload like a hot dump 
Dressed up in bands you don't know bitch you is not punk 
No you not punk
we war ready gang steady mobbed up

Bitch I'm sick of the system that we're living in
Corporations blurred with politicians profits only interest 
Sacrificing human life like Satan bitch I'm fucking livid
If you never felt the touch of death then you aren't really living 
You gotta feel it in your bones when you cry out
Bathed in glory and the gore of who we fight for
Fuck it get a gun and make the demons try to fly out
Blacken out the sun with all the bile dripped from Michael's sword.

Flash from the Glock leave him backlit
ion fw yappin pussy I js wanna tap it 
Catch em pushing p up on my sleeve we gotta tax it 
Cut me 10% or imma cut Yu off the map bitch 
Flash quick like a camera 
But we ain't shooting photos 
Dick riding nigga I swear u a homo
Riding solo chillin wit my bros tho
Shillin dope loud Gotchu on the low tho 
White boy on the block like Michel Cera with the strap
Ask if I can tap the cart and he ain't ever get it back
Spin back
I shoot his lungs And then another to his head
That boy got one foot in the grave and then another so he dead 

Pack them up and ship them out like my ass work for FedEx 
Roll that nigga like a blunt my shooters hollows fed him 
Send that nigga to the gallows got his life indebted 
Bitch it's time to pay me back but ain't got money spendin

Fuck em up then I kill em
Dick down yo bitch ion care if I'm sinning
I'm blinded by dollar signs money I'm getting
He blinded by bullets hit eyes and I'm dippin
They ain't see me coming im never expected
I hit em and run with my hand on the weapon
Can't allat shit in yo lower tax bracket 
The way you be dick riding say he a faggot 
Crawling around all below me like maggots 
Empty the drac change the mag and I rack it
Shooting these rockets at niggas like iraq 
Rotting his brain like I gave em I pad
Pop at face bitch you ain't get yo eye back
Tryna retaliate gave me an eye patch
Smart and sarcastic they call me a wiseass 
Nigga went limp with one punch I said fight back

☠︎DEADHEAD☠︎ 『@fukkdead』

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