VOCALS:
@yungflexlaflare
@xatashi

ART BY @r1star

PRODUCED BY ME.

PHASESHIFT

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RELOAD! (feat. YUNG FLEX & XATASHI)

juggernaut! w/semtexxx ((p. wydsonni))

lyrics:
got the chop in this bitch
hadda mf backtrack
i be smoking mothafuckers 
who be poking at they backpack
i never gave a single shit shit
said fuck the world lets bring the gat back
fuck all you motherfuckers talking like you smoking on a skat pack
i bring the motherfucker joggin in this bitch just bring the strap back
i bring the mothafucking rocket in this bitch you better snap back
im sick of motherfuckers talking how you know i fucking act mad
-
smoking on that red dot pack 
pullup on yo drop pack
i dont give a fuck about a bitch 
im bouta walk back like (yuh)
is u really fuckin posted in the dog trap like-
feel like streamers when they posting “finna talk chat like”-
motherfuckers really scheming wanna start that like 
and bitch im ina fucking demon imma walk out like
i do not see how mothafuckers wanna talk down like
and bitch im mothafucking posted in the dog pound like-

walkback! (prod. triplesixdelete)

Sho(shaw)tty prod.antyde

BEAT UP THAT NIGGA [PROD.Rajaste]

MISFIT [P. TRIPLESIXDELETE]

https://www.instagram.com/sicklysyrus/
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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

REAL SICK SHIT

QAWLU X OCTOVER X MTLFCE - BUCKETHEAD (PROD. QAWLU)

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

WARCRIMEZ [PROD.SHADYHELIOS]

☠︎DEADHEAD☠︎ 『@fukkdead』

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