DEATH KINGDOM PRESENTS: FUKKRUBY

[LYRICS]
[VERSE I: FUKKYUKI]
breath smell like cigarettes
take chains off necks
leave him wit ems
shoot through dat fuckin vest
exterminate you insects
population imma infect
blow up like semtex
i wont pop that shit pressed
wake up 3 am like it’s time to get dressed
bitch i’m in vivienne you rockin guess
give a fuck about the side effects
give a fuck if i ain’t die yet
if i die now don’t regret shit
hard jewelry on my necklace
this that shit make yo tires spin
this that shit that help me die again
you better run when you see dat i get in nat pit
i’m off the acid
i’m goin fast till i crash
ball like steve nash bitch
came from the trash what’s in my bag turn this shit tragic
nobody talkin want static
post up wit sticks n they plastic
upside down crucifix
vampire count cash bitch
tripp nyc my ass bitch
my chigga rich no dat stick
money like luffy elastic
public erupt inna panic
disappear black magic

[VERSE II: YUNG JAKE GYLLENHAAL
Drop them bombs where y’all stay
Instant death with no delay
Become friends with my guage
You forgot Ruby’s insane
Drop them bombs where y’all stay
Instant death with no delay
Become friends with my guage
You forgot Ruby’s insane
All you bow down
Or you’ll choose to hit the ground
Kings out
Rounds out
Love me ‘fore I hit the ground
All you bow down
Or you’ll choose to hit the ground
Kings out
Rounds out
Love me ‘fore I hit the ground
Take all your brains, stop em down in the rain uh
Hell starts to raise
Take back the fuck I gave uh
Take all your brains, stop em down in the rain uh
Hell starts to raise
Take back the fuck I gave uh
Take all your brains, stop em down in the rain uh
Hell starts to raise
Take back the fuck I gave uh
Take all your brains, stop em down in the rain uh
Hell starts to raise
Take back the fuck I gave uh

DEAD X FUKKYUKI - YUKI KILL 'EM #CULDESACSONG [+MARS MISSION]

[LYRICS]
[VERSE I: LIL CIG]
fuck everything that you said about me
I’m motherfucking on him cut another little pussy boy open
without even a sense of a little bit of honor I honor my own motherfucking tec
with this new bless zof putting a big hole in your neck
reject when another cold needle inject
I’m known as the best
I don’t even brag or put it to the test
I’m laying dormant in a pool of ash and cess
I pull the vest up off your chest and put a shot in heart to flex
give a fuck about a blue check
my pistol like a pool stick
this pussy wanna test slick
I tie a rope around your motherfucking pussy neck quick

[VERSE II: FUKKYUKI]
whisper in the wind
tell me i wanna die again
run in circles tires spin
my own grave i’m diving in
cigarette burns on my skin
might pull the pin
big ol stick blow off ya limbs
drive the hurse you ridin in
blood on my shirt face a grin
don’t go to work get to it
you niggas ain’t been through shit
killin people since a kid
when i blow up go off da grid
when i wake up i wanna sin
bitch i get turnt don’t go to jim’s
carona virus i’m sick
bitch i get turnt don’t go to jim’s
carona virus i’m sick
bitch i get turnt don’t go to jim’s
carona virus i’m sick
bitch i get turnt don’t go to jim’s
carona virus i’m sick
big ol stick blow off ya limbs
drive the hurse you ridin in
blood on my shirt face a grin
don’t go to work get to it
you niggas ain’t been through shit
killin people since a kid
when i blow up go off da grid
when i wake up i wanna sin
bitch i get turnt don’t go to jim’s
carona virus i’m sick

DEAD X FUKKYUKI - MARLBORO Nº27 #ILUVWAX #CIGARETTES [+MARS MISSION]

[LYRICS]
[VERSE I: YUNG ALASKAN $CARECROW]
Apathetic
Move the fuck out my way
If you coming to test me you’ve just made my day
I’m that pistol gripping faggot with them automatics
Turned it fucking tragic
Lapse on that murder again
Fuck it, divide it with guns and the ranks of my kin
Bet you in the light of the moon in the darkest night I’m never seeing again
Atta boy, it’s nothing like you’ve seen
I’d’ve got a got inside of me, please
I’d’ve never made it off of that tree with a rope on my neck
I’m hanging to please
Pussy come test me I’ll lynch you for free
Pussy come test me I’ll lynch you for free
Everyday you wake relate to the fact that there’s nothing left inside to give and your backs on the wall so you to turn to the trap, all the Luger snares, Rugers, and wraps on the gats that you shot at the sun
$carecrow got it right up out of the mud
Got this pussy stuck up all on my gun
Let me fucking blast it
Kill the fucking pussy then you’ll never catch me out on the run

[VERSE II: FUKKYUKI]
i got a plan kill all under the sun
scared of myself see my mirror n run
bitch come outside don’t confide in no gun
losing myself don’t know who i’ve become
someone short circuiting
i don’t know what the fuck i’m supposed to think
i don’t know what the fuck up in this drink
when it go down ain’t gone swim he gon sink
poppin nat pressed g t s inna blink
watchin my blood wash away in the sink
people talking i can’t hear anything
since i was born been rotten to da core
paranoia i start locking my door
all the shit that you been talk get ignored
on dat shit that you can’t buy in a store
wake-up n i don’t know what happened before
i don’t what the fuck im supposed to think anymore more
moments before my own death they found me on the floor
do the same shit everyday guess i start to bored
every mistake in my life blame that shit on the lord
we don’t knock we not the cops we gon kick in ya door

[VERSE III: DVDSUPREME]
I grind everyday
Just to go and get paid
Get the fuck out my face
No we not the same
Daily trips to the bank, daily trips to get dank
I’m smoking on stank, that shit smell like skunk
I pull out the pump
I light this bitch up
Only trust in the blunt
Only trust in the blunt
I see plenty ships falling, falling
Niggas jock my swag
They always watching, watching
I don’t keep k on me
But I keep the blade on me
Never stuck to my roots so
I’ma finna do it my way
I don’t need your ass to write on my page

DEAD X FUKKYUKI - IN THIS BLUNT I TRUST [FT. DVDSUPREME] [+LAC]

[PROD. MARS MISSION]

[LYRICS]
[VERSE I: LIL CHAIN$AW]
do they hate me bitch is likely
ya party don’t invite me
mask up like halloween
too much i money can’t fit in my jeans
bitch is the new regime
i don’t sleep livin my dreams
off top like team extreme
off top like team extreme
crack rock bitch team extreme
crack rock bitch team extreme
fukkyuki fuck you mean
fukkyuki fuck you mean
been scorin need to double team
sick fuck needa vaccine
turn hindu wit dat red beam
he turn hindu wit dat red beam
yuki on that yucky shit
fist fuck him leave him bloody bitch
double life sentence i still ain’t gon snitch
you stain new chain bitch made fuckboy just copped me some ricks
cigarette burns all over my skin
burnt out i wanna do it again
skin cells start bubbling
fist fuck him he start stuttering
don’t give a fuck bout anything
run up n make em vacate
run up n make yo neck break
ya blood i wanna taste
switchblade straight to ya face
everyone copy paste
erase the fuckin human race

[VERSE II: THA $NOW LEOPARD]
slick chain choker wrapping round my fucking neck
rip the game open when I’m gripping on my fucking Tec
cut brains with the blade
spill your guts with the clip
optic locked
god my range
spill your dreams with sniper kits
Ο νεαρός Χριστός δεν θα πεθάνει όταν ανάψω
φέτα λαιμού
get buck
shawty want her clit sucked
Ruby speaking tongues with pistols
uh
Ruby got a motherfucking blunt with a cherry
I got a fully loaded gun and ima point it at the air
your god said he would leave his up son on the cross just to prove another motherfucking dumb point and still he asks for you to pray to him with a domineering arrogance
I put a pistol to his chin and watch his blood shower all the residents of hell
blood in tainted wishing wells
souls are up for offer up for sale
riding round with Yuki
bumpin Nascar in the fucking veil
I’m a demon sent from hell you drink my blood from wishing wells
I could cut in you as well
you let it slip you catch a shell
bitch I’m piss drunk splatter brains and end their mortal tales
I got thick sluts asking “daddy can I ride your tail”

DEAD X FUKKYUKI - CHAIN$AW GUT$FUCK Ω (*666666 '02 LΣΘPΛRD PΛINT CHEVY DΣMΘ)

[LYRICS]
[VERSE I: YUNG $EX $YMBOL]
$uicide
Licking on your bitches cunt uh
45 tucked up right beside my gut uh
Woadie ride with me out on the hunt 
I will grip the nine turn me Atila the Hun
$uicide
Licking on your bitches cunt uh
45 tucked up right beside my gut uh
Woadie ride with me out on the hunt 
I will grip the nine turn me Atila the Hun
Rope is strung 
Feel the tension in your tongue uh 
Drum is struck like a serpent in the mud uh 
Bell is rung now bring out your dead, it’s come uh 
Plague has risen like to your bitch I’m the one uh 
Ruby Da $loth with another new beam
Lemme point it at your brain or I’ll point it at your team
Someone was saying I was a little bit soft but I’m hard as fuck when your bitch on me 
Ay ay put that glock to your face ay ay ay
Put that Glock to your face 
What the fuck you gonna do?
Put that Glock to your face 
What the fuck you gonna do?

[VERSE II: FUKKYUKI]
aye yuh aye
aye yuh aye
aye yuh aye
aye yuh aye
twist of fate
put dat glock to ya face 
he want beef we do em ace 
insane my fuckin jacket straight 
hell hound give a fuck what you say 
on ma body bitch it’s dk
don’t remember shit bout yesterday 
drugs in ma body can’t feel my face
i woke up like this cant be the same place X
can’t be the same place  
my steps won’t retrace 
russian roulette give my headspace 
i am not from here gon leave this place 
i am not human from outer space 
immortal i can’t feel pain 
cant feel no pain 
think about this shit like everyday 
do it feel real or you think that i’m fake 
tell i’m insane when you look in my face 
screws loose in my muh fuckin brain X
face mask bitch like bane
fuck life imma smoke propane
fuck dyin i control my fate
i ain’t snatch it cuz yo chain fake
cannot be copied like we playin skate 
cannot be copied cuz we not da same 
niggas played like a game
if i feel like get your face rearranged
lucifer up in dat s8
take my bitch on a death date 
feel like eminem i’m not afraid 
never ever gon tuck my chain
get erased like a shirt do a muh fuckin stain 
big body bitch i pull up inna tank 
pull up to school n we smellin like dank 
postin wit guns i pull up wit a shank 
give a fuck bout what these people think 
bitch i get so high i can’t even think 
niggas hatin got no self esteem 
shoutout DVD i’m rockin Supreme

DEAD X FUKKYUKI - FUKKRUBY [+MARS MISSION]

[LYRICS: YUNG CHRIST ELIZABETH]
tick tick tick 
they said ignorance is bliss 
cultivation of a prior 
voidal blood leaks out my wrist 
pissed as a bitch 
got a blade 
I’ll cut your fucking throat and fucking live 
fuck it there she is 
take all of your dreams shatter them all to nothing 
I’ll scope out the beam and put holes through your lungs as you stare at the sun 
cutting through all your veins as you’re out on the run 
send shots at your fucking clique 
bow down or eat the clip 
bastardized languages of lesser men 
satan reigns again.
contemplate suicide 
purely malevolence 
hate, lies, and all of the likes of the scum of the earth here now reside in I, Yung Christ Elizabeth. 
I was born of the flame 
I reside in the pit bellowing ancient spirits seeping fucking brazen hell up out the flesh of my neck as I load a clip up and then aim at your head 
fucking worthless fucking pigs I’ll slice through your necks

ELIZABETH'S GLOCK [+DEAD]

UG3TM3 (FEAT. G3)

#Ghostemane #rap #$uicideboy$ #underground

KA$KET-Manhunt{prod. GGERARD}

vLucifers: ($HADOW$ERPENT) 

Pistol pack pistol pack 
I stole yo bitch 
I know she glad 

On her back 
Taking all my dick 
She scratching on my back 

Relax 
She ain’t never had a man 
To break her back 

Run it back
Chomping on my wood 
Like she a lumberjack 

I can’t wait to to do forever sleep 
Perkies in my system help me see what I could never see 

I off the meds 
So do not test on me
temper go so low because I cannot hold up all this stress 

I’m such a mess 
So do not trust on thee 
I know what these bitches want
These bitches want to fuck on me 
I cannot let 
These hoes to get to me 
Cause when I go I know 
That I’ll let them all just kill on me 

Spray spray out the fuckin k k 
Let the bodies lay lay 
Let them rot away
Blow my brains

I’m insane sane 
Out the fuckin 
Midbrain 
Need my meds to tame mane 
All my thoughts are fucking drained mane  


—————————————————————————


vCherrysoho: (George W. Bush)

You, Sheeply fucks
Bitch I don’t fuck wit none of y’all
You think you big and bad
I’m the real g walking through de streets 

Excited about what 30 eyes
I feel them wanting scum 
I don’t have time for morning
Cuz I’ve let numbers fly

Pickin my mind, 
on a daily
Like a racy scandal 
Deal or no deal 
Call me cherry mandel

Tripping slowly
Wanderin on the fuck  
over to the arrid abyss

Oh I’ve fallen upon hard times that I know
But when I have my pistol my brain start itchin for me to blow
On the trigger is my finger
Got the other end 
Pointing at the middle of my fuckin head
 
My kin hop off da roof top
And follow 
Yea I just take a deep breath

Bless this feeling I is
Just fall slowly
Then Youll know where he’ll is  
Just come out and feast with me

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NO HOPE

Beat produced by @lillandmine
Album Art by https://www.instagram.com/lenfant_/

Lyrics:

stomp your stupid face with ma black boots
empty the clip gang shit get fuckin shooot
rip your fuckin skin like your bitch my clothes
punch your stupid face and break your fuckin bones
poltergeist in this stupid bitch, raping your entire fuckin clique
6-6-6 i am the fuckin goat, get fuckin murdered by the fuckin ghost

DEAD X FUKKYUKI - YUKI KILL 'EM #CULDESACSONG [+MARS MISSION]

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