prod. slade kovacs x UNORDINARYBEATS

lyrics:
swing my knife
won’t miss, i’ll clip you
psilocybin tip my pistols
i like knives and sticks and missiles
hoe, won’t kiss you
what’s your issue?
bet this blade go through your tissue
or this k gon put some in you
pull that four out
i’ma show out
make a stain bet they won’t miss you

i inspired the eclipse
i got fire in my clip
razor wire on my fence
so, if they climb it, they might rip
ay, why the fuck he looking bummy

i might crack em, do em scummy
double back, i scrub them tracks up
call for backup, they aint coming

ay, why you running, motherfucker?
grab my pump, it fuck his guts up
hunt to get my funds up
boy, this gun buck like no other

hit him with that thirty, i’m making that boy hurt
put him in a hearse and we making that boy dirt
i hop out swinging, stand on business
one against like 30, i’m leaving em all cursed

i swing my knife
won’t miss, i’ll clip you
psilocybin tip my pistols
i like knives and sticks and missiles
hoe, won’t kiss you
what’s your..?
bet this blade go through your tissue
or this k gon put some in you
pull that four out
i’ma show out
make a stain bet they won’t miss you

i inspired the eclipse

i got fire in my clip
razor wire on my fence
so, if they climb it, they might rip
ay, why the fuck he looking bummy
i might crack em, do em scummy
double back, i scrub them tracks up
call for backup, they aint coming

hit him with that thirty, i’m making that boy hurt
..thirty, i’m making that boy hurt
..thirty, i’m making that boy hurt
put him in a hearse and we making that boy dirt
..hearse and we making that boy dirt
..hearse and we making that boy dirt
i hop out swinging, stand on business
one against like 30, i’m leaving em all cursed
i hop out swinging, stand on business
one against like 30, i’m leaving em all cursed
i swing my..

goblin teeth

prod. slade kovacs x UNORDINARYBEATS

lyrics:

bitch, second to no one
i know i’m a god in the scene
the power of god in my beam
i’m dumping at fuckers who not on my team
like, hoe, whatchu thought? i’m a king
i snap back with a pitchfork
spawn trap, get em pissed off
rat traps for the bitchboy
put a saw trap on my wristwatch
got a bad girl with a ball gag
 
she like to do what i tell her, dawg
residue on my weapon, dawg
had to do what i’m destined for
residence fulla evil shit
i got recipes for them stretchers, y’all
 
lady dimitrescu, she tryna undress up in my prescence, dawg
princess resurrect just sent a threat, it’s not a message, dawg
chest and arm protection won’t protect you from my weapons, dawg
chest and arm protection won’t protect you from this weapon
son of death has resurrected, so i slept with my suppressor
my suppressor, my suppressor, my suppressor
 
she like to do what i tell her, dawg
residue on my weapon, dawg
had to do what i’m destined for
got recipes for them stretchers, y’all
 
lady dimitrescu, she tryna undress up in my prescence, dawg
princess resurrect just sent a threat, it’s not a message..

lady dimitrescu

prod. slade kovacs x UNORDINARYBEATS

lyrics:
count my check, i do my money dance
weapon in my underpants
jacket full of hollowtips
hurt em, do my murder dance
codename for my pistol
not a choppa this a burner, man
head down fore that pistol crop ya noggin
i’m a surgeon, man
scalpel in my left
i pull the trigger with my right one, though
boy, that shotty sick
my .40 kick like it know taekwondo

numbuh three, what’s in my sleeve?
either pistol or a blunt
bitch, i look like numbuh five
but i’m clean like numbuh one
keep them gadgets like i’m two
lil hoe, i’m kicking through your door
hoodie up, i’m in a mood

bitch, i feel like numbuh four

every second, day and hour
time and space, i seen before
so, i head back to the base, that’s sector v
to hit the dope

i count my check, i do my money dance
weapon in my underpants
jacket full of hollowtips
hurt em, do my murder dance
codename for my pistol
not a choppa this a burner, man
head down fore that pistol crop ya noggin
i’m a surgeon, man
scalpel in my left
i pull the trigger with my right one, though
boy, that shotty sick
my .40 kick like it know taekwondo

numbuh three, what’s in my sleeve?
either pistol or a blunt
bitch, i look like numbuh five
but i’m clean like numbuh one
keep them gadgets like i’m two
lil hoe, i’m kicking through your door
hoodie up, i’m in a mood

bitch, i feel like numbuh four

every second, day and hour
time and space, i seen before

jacket full of hollowtips
hurt em, do my murder dance
codename for my pistol
not a choppa this a burner, man
codename for my pistol
not a choppa this a burner, man
head down fore that pistol crop ya noggin
i’m a surgeon, man

codename: k.i.l.l.j.o.y.

prod. slade kovacs x UNORDINARYBEATS

lyrics:
hollup baby, i been crazy since the motherfuckin first day
favor my .380, give a fuck about ya birthday
unmedicated, know they finna have a cursed day
ill in my behavior, do them niggas in the worst way

i’m why these missiles outta stock
keep a stizzy in my sock
i get busy with them glocks
keep my pistol, know i got it on me

you a sissy, not a dog
double 50 in the mop
not an issue, you a fraud
just a product of me

keep a cutter on my waistline
ain’t about a dollar? do not holla
i don’t waste time
everybody mobbing ‘til we caught em outta state lines
they gon find his rotten bloated carcass by the bayside
everybody squawkin, not a talker
i’ma take lives
she a little older, never find me on the dateline

said he want the smoke, then roll it up and i’ma face mine
roll it up and i’ma face mine

heavy metal rocking, heavy stomping in my boots
rezzy like a god, i send down lightning like i’m zeus
feeling like a zombie, brain be rotting from the boof
got me talking all that nonsense, i’ma prophet in the booth
never caught up, keep a rifle and a sniper on the scene
bullet hit his noggin, saw it exit through his spleen
rezzy been about it, keep a weapon with a beam
holographic for the static, with a matted lmg
i’m as petty as can be

hollup baby, i been crazy since the motherfuckin first day
favor my .380, give a fuck about ya birthday
unmedicated, know they finna have a cursed day
ill in my behavior, do them niggas in the worst way

i’m why these missiles outta stock
keep a stizzy in my sock
i get busy with them glocks
keep my pistol, know i got it on me

you a sissy, not a dog
double 50 in the mop
not an issue, you a fraud

heavy metal rocking, heavy stomping in my boots
rezzy like a god, i send down lightning like i’m zeus
feeling like a zombie, brain be rotting from the boof
got me talking all that nonsense, i’ma prophet in the booth
never caught up, keep a rifle and a sniper on the scene
bullet hit his noggin, saw it exit through his spleen
rezzy been about it, keep a weapon with a beam
holographic for the static, with a matted lmg
i’m as petty as can..

cryptkept

prod. slade kovacs x UNORDINARYBEATS

lyrics:
i dont need another reason 
i give foes a hunnid beatings 
buss the door, i pop the lock 
i got em running, hunting season 
i unload a hunnid rounds 
and dont you duck thats fuckin treason 
clutchin on my 40 cal 
i got them guns 
they’d love to meet ya

i just hit em w another mag 
jumping off the helipad 
c4 set to detonate 
profit, i need all of that
closet fulla body bags 
bedroom fulla ghosts 
lighter fluid in my coffee 
spreading blood all on my toast

and i get sickness from the lights 
hanging like the bats do 
killing all the mice 
splattered on my tattoos 
reach and i might stab you 
promise im a psycho 
dont even need a mask to
i do it w my eyes closed 

im a long haired nigga that aint never going broke, huh
all hail rezzy, im prophetic w the pole, huh 
dawg, get ready, put ya head inside this rope
i leave em all red, bloody
get him separate from his soul

suspicious trenchcoat

i don’t wanna be a monster
heartbroke posture
dead on the concrete
no first responders
i’ll keep you safe
in the underwxrld wander
into my garden
my graves over yonder
suck my blood idk if i want her
id die for a feeling don’t call me a martyr
she don’t know the real me cus i don’t wanna shock her
use me, abuse me, confuse me, shoot me, you turned me to a monster


now i’m on the road
they think i sold my soul
i did it all alone
i never leave my home
without a pole of chrome
i gotta beat 50 before they know my motive 
im soulless
i can’t hold it
offered you my heart then you reached out and broke it
too many heart breaks now i feel so exhausted 
shawty look away cus you turned me to a 
you turned me to a monster

and i’ll never be the same
just give me the blame
got no time to waste 
ion wanna play these games
i’m about this close
gonna splatter all my brains
when you see me in the grave 
know i’ll never be the same

and i’ll never be the same
never be the same as it was
i get high just to hide all the pain that it caused
late nights on my line
you was begging for love
and i was tryna feel something 
but i’m so fucking numb
one day i’ll be perfect and i’ll right all my wrongs 
we could find a better place where no one hurts you i’m gone
we could find a better place somewhere that i belong
and when i die roll me up and smoke the ashes im gone

monster (prod. loat!)

OBSIDIAN

i won’t survive (leak)

Stream: https://vyd.co/nikkoredalert
Lyrics:

Red alert yuh imma - let the truth hit you fuckers 
And I bet it hurt 
Wait how all your streams from the desert? 
Tell me how that work
Just like your heads in your ass 
Guess your fans Ethernet cables plugged into dirt 

Should split your head but I’ve been trynna be a better person 
Lesser hearses 
What they tell me 
“Ease up”
Yeah right 
I literally would fucking die first 
Biting the head off of your favorite rapper 
Appetizer to me 
My words just spiral burn into your fucking forehead
3D 
Yeah we live in the flesh 
And bro I’ve been waiting 
To put your pussy ass to bed 
The ground your rightful estate 
There’s not a letter in the world of ant motherfucking name - that I won’t put in the grey , throw in the grave 
Every God has been slain 
What up? 

Red alert imma - let the truth 
Let the truth hit you fuckers 
And I bet it hurt 
Wait how all your streams from the desert? 
Tell me how that work
Just like your heads in your ass 
Guess your fans Ethernet cables plugged into dirt 

Riding -round with dirty money on me I’ve been through it all 
Hitting licks and throwing pussies -round like a medicine ball 
Kicked it with the worst of the worst 
Was just shy of snatching a purse 
Used to fantasize about hemoglobin soaking through shirts 
Uh I went from flipped sticks to flipping verses 
By I’m a better person 
But don’t just take me at my word 
Look how big my crowd and all the legions of outcasts emerging 
You don’t want go bar for bar 
Army with me start a war 
Whip my dick out, fuck the world
Mines the biggest of them all 
Thousand years of shattered mirror karma from the chaos I have caused 
But through the terror and the gauze 
Will you still love me baby? 

RED ALERT (prod. Michael Link)

LAS VEGAS FT. FUKKIT (PROD. SAURXN)

Lyrics:

I load my gat i cock it back and now im very deadly 
Just wanna stack dont wanna mack you cannot come upset me 
Ill let you try and if you do i keep my burna ready 
I tie the noose and dress u down in death like its yo wedding 

Oh they cant hear you when you screaming built these walls to silence 
Aint no point of holding on little bitch u already dying 
I put this blade up to my lip to to taste the pain and violence 
Its dsg until the death of me 
But im never dying 


35 percent of top shelf in my lungs 
IM LIKE HUH
dont Break yo neck hoe im the one they thinking of 
when its done 
Go grab a tissue wipe yo tears before it 
blood in my cup 
I never wanna see yo face again you ugly as fuck

NO MORE TALKING - bumboi (prod. NXTTY)

⌖ corpsecartel ⌖

aka slade kovacs

contact -> [donotresurrectMGMT@gmail.com]

goblin teeth

do not resurrect ⌖