SLAUGHTERHOUSE FT. YURU [PROD. SYYREN]

BLOOD BATH! (FT. @KILLAUXXI)

https://www.instagram.com/skuzgod

lyrics:

said I keep it hot
yeah I said I keep it hot
yeah I said I keep it hot
yeah I said I keep it hot
said on the set I keep it hot
uh
said on the set I keep it hot

Porsche 
where tf the coors huh
got like 10 bad bitches knocking on my doors huh
(hey come on in)
fat bitch
wack bitch
said I put that chopper to you back bitch 
I said what tf you know about a bag bitch
said I fucking pullup ina drag bitch

yeah i take the wock right to boston so often
yeah he wanna talk than 
I force in with caution
dig your fucking grave mf ina' coffin
and im getting paid every time I fucking walk in
wtf u say no I wasn't done talking
and I rollup with the blade no I wasn't done jocking

take a look at my face I am rocking
always tryna get in my place imma sock him
and fucking raydah on the beat than its knocking
said I fucking roll up on the street than i knock him
said i roll up on the street with a knocker
you ain even get a turn to talk im the talker
said i mix the tris with the fucking lager
poppin in this bitch playing fucking soccer.

said i keep it hot (x7)

-
said im sippin on this tuss huh
where tf the clutch huh
never gave a shit about this life i said fuck it
said i rollup with a clipper and a knife and i cut it
i said bitch you is a shitter fuck your life i said fuck it

aye like vector huh
smoking fucking pressure
you can see my fit cuz i take extra fucking measures
said i dont like this life i dont get no fucking pleasure
and i cut you with this knife cause you talking bout a lecture

i said i dont like this life bitch im fucking sick
and i roll up with this knife and i fucking slit
said you was talking bout ya wife on my fucking shit
said you was talking bout your life idgas 

bitch im sippin fucking tussin huh
where tf the pope at?
and yo bitch she said its bussin huh
pullup and i blow back
said idgaf about this life you already know that
said i rollup with this knife get on ypur knees so you can blow dat.

aye like pop out bitch huh
we gon rock out with the mutts
i heard you talking to the feds we gon burn the fucking clutch
i leave you walking to the bed with that mf dutch
i leave you talking to the hedge with that mf dutch
uh
i feel like shaggy i said where tf my doobie at
and he like raggy did you find the fucking scooby snacks
said im with this fucking baddie cuz her boobies fat
idefk??

hot//blowback! (p. yungraydah/ allirt)

I'LL BE BAAAAACK! STREAM THIS WHEN TERMINATING OPPS!

featuring: @yungtraz
produced by: @neffelaym
animation and art: @yipyip13

LYRICS:

RUN UP ON ME AND DEM BODIES GETTING MUTILATED
IM SMOKING PACK INSIDE THE BACK ITS GETTING FUMIGATED
THEM BULLETS HIT YOU IN THE BACK YOU GET INCINERATED
BITCH IM MADE OF METAL BOY YOUR ASS IS GETTING TERMINATED

GRIDDY ON HIS GRAVE THAT BOY A PUSSY
BITCH IM OUTSIDE TELL THEM OPPS COME AND BOOK ME
AND EVERYTHING IS MOVING JUST AS IT SHOULD BE
BITCH I GAVE HIM SLUGS AND HE GON SHOOT LIKE A ROOKIE

BITCH IM ON THE BLOCK, FROM SUN UP TILL SUN DOWN
I DON'T NEED TO STOP TO COOL OFF OR COOL DOWN
SAID SHE LIKES MY MOVES, MY GUN UP MY GUN DOWN
ARE YOU GONNA CHOOSE TO STAND UP OR STAND DOWN?

AND I KNOW WHICH ONE YOU CHOOSING EVERYTIME
AIN'T NO FAGGOT FINNA PUT ME INTO LINE
BITCH I POP AT THE COPS, I GOT GLOCKS ON MY CROCS, ASK ME HOW IM DOING BITCH I'M FINE!

[SEMTEXXX]

WALK UP IN THE CRIB YOUR SHORTY SAID SHE LIKE MY NEW PANTS
BODIES HIT THE FLOOR THEY JUST BE ASKING HOW I DO THAT
I CAN’T FEEL MY FACE I THINK I’M STUCK UP IN A NEW TRANCE 
BODIES ON THE FLOOR BODIES ON THE FLOOR BODIES ON THE FLOOR
BODIES ON THE FLOOR BODIES ON THE FLOOR BODIES ON THE
BOOT STOMP BITCH YOU GET YO SHIT KICKED IN
HUNDRED PROBLEMS BUT YOU KNOW I NEVER FIX IT
OFF THE HENNY A HUNDRED PILLS I’M BOUT TO MIX IN
BADDIE WITH ME BITCH I’M BOUTA STICK MY DICK IN
WHIP OUT MY DICK I PUT THAT IN UR BITCH
AND I STAY BY MYSELF I DON’T CARE WHERE YOU BEEN
AND I’M CUTTING YOUR ARMS AND I’M BREAKING YOUR SHINS
10,000 POUNDS BUT I STILL NEVER GIVE 
LIP CUT BRASS KNUCKLES IN THIS BITCH I NEVER GIVE IN
SUITE LIFE I NEED A BITCH LIKE LONDON TIPTON

SPOTIFY

TERMINATOR FT. SEMTEXXX (PROD. NEFFELAYM)

half a pound of blood n guts
half a can of diesel
light his flesh and burn it up
pop! goes the weasel

a penny for the children’s head
a blood soaked thread and needle
that’s the way the murder goes
pop! goes the weasel

pop goes the weasel ima stomp him in the fucking ground
do you like the music? where is jack you better look around
lullaby of death it’s getting scary asking what’s that sound?
torture kill repeat i’m not a friend bitch im a killer clown 
i’m in your imagination you can trust me take my hand 
let’s go deep inside the woods where they won’t find you no one can 
joyful laughter children playing that’s the shit i can’t stand
you ain’t gonna live to 10 i’m gonna end your life span 

look up when you talk to me i’m bouta squish you like a beatle
he neglected me i put up with that shit and now im evil 
ima keep you silent ima stitch your mouth up with my needle
pop goes the weasel (enunciate it so it goes longer)
head to toe in black and white i’m watching you all through the night 
i’m inside your head and ima leave you straight up petrified
tell your parents about me they won’t believe you ain’t that right?
might as well submit to torture don’t even put up a fight 
i’m a fucking lunatic you see my smile? see my teeth? 
fangs in my mouth great for eating great for chewing children meat 
take him away from his family leave him six feet underneath
laughing at his funeral i can’t believe he trusted me
i’m so fucking crazy i love to torture i love to kill
take you to the doctor and you gonna need a few pills
stomp my boots on top his stomach can’t wait til the blood spills 
see me peeking out shh shh got some spine chills
stomp the weasel on his head
one more time and he’ll be dead
that’s why all the children bled
don’t look underneath your bed 
i’m inside your fucking nightmares
i’m lurking inside your head
i’ve been here giving the right scares
one more time and he’ll be dead

pop goes the weasel ima stomp him in the fucking ground
do you like the music? where is jack you better look around
lullaby of death it’s getting scary asking what’s that sound?
torture kill repeat i’m not a friend bitch im a killer clown 
i’m in your imagination you can trust me take my hand 
let’s go deep inside the woods where they won’t find you no one can 
joyful laughter children playing that’s the shit i can’t stand
you ain’t gonna live to 10 i’m gonna end your life span

half a pound of blood n guts
half a can of diesel
light his flesh and burn it up
pop! goes the weasel

a penny for the children’s head
a blood soaked thread and needle
that’s the way the murder goes
pop! goes the weasel

LAUGHING JACK [PROD BLXXD]

prod. skiah 
art by xbbyfraction
mixed by me

ROT (Prod. Skiah)

https://www.instagram.com/sicklysyrus/
https://www.instagram.com/moonluvsluna/
https://www.instagram.com/yiikes17/
https://open.spotify.com/track/2O4k0XIEB2sPcJqAs1y9zr?si=cb483da2929e43c7

aw yeah i keep the pesticides
heard you wanna die 
yeah i never gave a shit about you
or that fuckin guy
aw yeah i keep the pesticides
heard you wanna die 
yeah i never gave a shit about you
or that fuckin guy


please leave me.
you fuckas wanna be me.
imma start a riot
ain’t no motha fuckin CD
you smokin on that loose leaf 
while i am smokin good tree
don’t you try to fight me 
i will fade you like you boosie

bitch i’m fucking sick of my
you all fucking sick of my
everybody sick of my shit
on the floor it’s going down
everybody down
everybody down
everybody down
everybody down

DOWN with the sickness!
You’re bout to witness,
Every Fucken rat getting choked out in this business,
I spit gas upon your house from speakers and your headphones,
You are gon get smacked in the back you gon die alone!

Leaking all my pesticides, poison crops, dirty water!
All you pigs are bout to fly, when I take you to the slaughter!
I’m gon die a martyr, you are nothing but the fodder!
Imma take your sons and daughters!
I’m that Sickly Boy Marauder!

I’m about to rise up! Rip your face off! UGH!
I’m about to light up! Burn this case off! UGH!
I’m about to rise up! Rip your face off! UGH!
I’m about to light up! Burn this case off! UGH!

aw yeah i keep the pesticides
heard you wanna die 
yeah i never gave a shit about you
or that fuckin guy
aw yeah i keep the pesticides
heard you wanna die 
yeah i never gave a shit about you
or that fuckin guy

PEST W LUNA + SYRUS prod LUNA

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 『PROD.SHADYHELIOS』

☠︎DEADHEAD☠︎ 『@fukkdead』

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