lyrics:
I be swervin, lane switchin
I'm too sure, I ain't missin
37 hollowtips in my clip
Make it rain, didn't it

Ok, upper level aim with it 
Lopping off his ring fingers
Leavin fuckin bodies twitchin 
Find em where they brains hangin..

I'm ready to die, shit
I be with the guys, shit
Drop another whip and scrape the city
I'm gon die in it

Ok, watch me drive it stolen 
With that pistol in my pants 
I'ma blow that noggin open 
Soon as I get my fucking chance
Damn..

I been known to ride, let it burn slow
Smoke it up and die, see the night go
I don't wonder why, nah I die slow 
Sippin on my flight, when I arrive
I'm gettin high, hoe

Go pop off 
Lock jaw 
Nah, can’t get yo bitch back
Like go knock off, drop drawers 
Still ain’t get yo get back
These lasers ready
Red and green like Christmas, I'ma switch em on
This pistol heavy
Chevy hang outside, .223 send em all

I send em off 
Machete ready 
Deadly when I cock it back
Like my metal heavy 
Swingin MPs at your shower cap
Send em back
Bitch, you wasn't with it 
Boy, I been up on it
I'm really ballin
Bitch, I spot that target
Get my semi on it 

My Glock got titties on it
Pimp the Draco with a scope
Hoe, my homies got like 15 grips and two Glocks in they coat
I don’t give a fuck bout none this shit, my life fucked that’s fasho
I could end it all but I be getting high cause I could blow, when I cope
Lonely road I’m walking with my bow tucked, I go ghost
I don’t do that talking shit, I rock a bitch and go
Just like my momma, moody, I get moody on these hoes
I know my bros got pocket rockets..

Pop it on these foes
Sights glitchin
Got the floor lights dimming 
I don't wanna live forever 
That's my whole life mission 
.40 pokin out my sweater with a long knife
Chalk it up to them long nights 
Open up, I got close-eyed victims

bastard sword (prod. MERCYKILL x slade kovacs)

Mouth

prod @nimbustwokay , @sulferdubstep and Lord Gasp
rec/mix by Lord Gasp


STREAM EVERYWHERE -> idm.fm/youdontwanna


LYRICS 

You don’t wanna
Ive peeled off this shit just to see
whats hiding unda
ive been on my shit for a minute but they nod on it
You thought i gone mad, it was only tip
i was toe deep now i’m whole dick into this pit

wanna

My knees click when i walk
My back pop when i walk
You don’t wanna
Tusks dirty i got black over white gold
Its all bout the inside, trust i’m a good soul


Popped bro like herniated disks
had to lock the bag in, i leaned on this shit
Bitch suck like a teen on a zin
no team, solo man on a mission 

No wonder i’m so crippled any hoe would set you for some dough
And i’ve stopped saying bro cuz when they switch on you miss on the old
And whatever y’all post makes me vomit violently
they couldn’t stand i’m different 
bitch try to muzzle me 


You don’t wanna
You don’t wanna
You don’t wanna
You don’t wanna  
You don’t wanna
y-y-y-you


You dont wanna see the odd boys do a mess
yo brain up on your fleece, the piece up in his hand
You ain’t gonna beat the odds boy do the maths
You don’t wanna  
You don’t wanna
y-y-y-you 


hard headed 
cold and distant
you don’t wanna 
you don’t wanna fuck with a twisted
ima make the back of your head meet your ass
if you yappin through your teeth then your toe gonn’ get a tag
I got her on my line she said DNA is gas
You wonder where she been, she was proly with the gasp
then i turnt into a casper, yeyeye
never hit her back but i guess i made her back hurt


Popped her like herniated disks
had to lock the bag in i leaned on this shit
Bitch suck like a teen on a zin
No team, solo man on a mission 

You don’t wanna
You don’t wanna
You don’t wanna
You don’t wanna  
You don’t wanna

You don’t wanna
You don’t wanna
You don’t wanna
You don’t wanna  
You don’t wanna

shock advised

You don't wanna

DIE BY THE SWORD (Prod. OR. 1OVE)

Love you all🪉

Written & Produced by: Van Lawson
Mixed by: Daftsins & Van Lawson
Mastered by: Daftsins

IG: @lovefromlawson & @daftsins

LYRICS:

That boy T said it nice
I’m Mr. Lonely for life
I use the mic to feel right
These words my friend for tonight 
Can’t see no love in my sight
It’s always dark when I right
They ask how you feel tonight
And I just say I’m aight
And every time it’s a lie
The bags circle my eyes
They may be wide but not bright
Cuz I ain’t feeling aight

I just want someone to tend
Got so much love I can spend
Your company you can lend
For one night let’s pretend
(Fuck am I talking about?)
Putting myself up for rent
This typa shit I condemn
I just ain’t feeing aight
What kinda man am I am?
I should cancel the plans
And put the pen in my hand
Just talk it out, make a plan
This void I cannot defend
It’s fucked my attention span
I guess this music will mend
Until the song ends.

Tell me when it’s all gonna change
I’d love it that way 
Tell me if it all washed away
Would I be okay?
Would I be okay? Yeah?
Would I be okay?
Would be okay? Yeah?

Tell me when it’s all gonna change…

i, Alone

prod. slade kovacs x UNORDINARYBEATS

lyrics:
catch me runnin w my blick 
cuz dallas traffic got me pissed
i wave this burner
rezzy potter, doin magic w that stick
im totin missiles by the fistful
never low on ammunition 
throwin dick up in that bitch 
and throwin opponents in them ditches
hella wicked 

yea they call me young takeshi w it
altered carbon, thats a great watch
yall should probably call the tech support 
i got a fucker laggin from a faceshot
here to bomb em w a rocket launcher 
probably caught his brother w a nade shot
rockin a gun w a tank top
walkin em down now my face hot 

told her shake it, but dont break it 
hollup baby, they know
fuck the fake and fuck a lane
im tryna shake the table
hunnid rounds, i got it stuffed up in my britches
hunt him down, if someone saw it 
then we comin for the witness

got my glock im crossin them state lines 
bullet float, it got hangtime 
stunna flow and that bass line 
got my dobbie throwin up gang signs
i dont fuck around, im no hero
got folks absorbing my steelo
RIP metalface 
im on to better places w a cult to go w my ego

music vid++

black site//terroristic rendition

prod. @skotskr
Stream: vid.co/amphetamine

Lyrics:
Let’s jump right into it 
First off I’ve been a suicidal monster since I was 17 
Fact check it 
I’m supposed to be dead but yall still listening 
Why’s that? 
Got amphetamines in my raps 
Ion need no battery in my back 
From these cappers yall love to gas 

Boy I been alone 
Real shit 
That scalp you got on you im boutta peele it off
Real quick 
Fuck with me baby I’m boutta pop off, kill shit 
Your ass fat on my dick 
I hang my gat outta the whip like wassup you pussy bitch 
Already told you
Marching out like a soldier 
There but can’t see me like a ghost 
Ten down are all of my toes 
Saying they hit me, wasn’t close 
Head tapped and all in my scope 
Blood spilled I make a toast
Yall moving weight 
We moving bodies not no dope 
Yall got us mistaken 
On my block we pushing skulls back giving heart attacks 
In the fields where all the crows at 
Scared em cardiac 
Y’all watch how we move but can’t do what we do nah 
How the fuck am I supposed to bloody up this room huh? 
Bitch don’t call me cuddy call me cousin if it’s true yuh 
Keep it in the family, call my dagos 
What’s the move ? 
Make a puddle in your shoes 
Disrespect gon get you lessons that you wouldn’t get in school 
Listen up, game on my back I pick it up 
Wrist like my dick I get it up 
For any bitch with lips that’s big enough 
Talk that shit I’ve had enough 
Not baking cakes I batter em 
Ill rip your face ademantium claws
Fellatiate all the meat on my balls bitch 
 

Let’s jump right into it 
First off I’ve been a suicidal monster since I was 17 
Fact check it 
I’m supposed to be dead but yall still listening 
Why’s that? 
Got amphetamines in my raps 
Ion need no battery in my back 
From these cappers yall love to gas 

Yuh like wassup 
Bitch I’m a 1 of 1 
Want a 1 on 1 
I’ll fuck you up 
Purposefully spilling blood 
And I should’ve known that it was all cap 
Standard fronting 
Living no raps that you bounce wavs on muhfucker 
You just talking shit, let your fans know it before you fuck em over 
Tuck and roll 
I slap on a bow, to your coffin get you dead and gone
Put you on a poster I’m -pposed to 
I’m on a roll 
And I’m wanting head from your bitch 
Heard it’s honor roll 
An honorable mention yuh 
I’ve been going up like I’m in air suspended 
Is you down to buck? Or you buster? 
I bust up imposters 
Stuart, if you talk or you rat
You get fucked up (yuh)

AMPHETAMINE - NIKKO

AMPHETAMINE (Prod. SKOTSKR)

Deha INC - İntihar Ipi

#memphisphonk #dirtmusic #grimes #memphisrap

MEET YA MAKER (GXNE BOI X CLOUDYMANE)

RIDIN STEAMER

Horsethief

⌖ corpsecartel ⌖

aka slade kovacs

contact -> [donotresurrectMGMT@gmail.com]

black site//terroristic rendition

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