ART BY MOONLUVSLUNA <3 T. HANKS LUNA

lyricz:
AYE STRAP THAT PUTHY IN THA BACK SEAT
IMA STRECH THAT MOTHA FUCKA LIKE SOME TAFFY
PULL UP WITH THE STRAP NOW HE RUNNIN LIKE AN ATHLETE
WHEN WE CATCH THAT PUSSY LACKIN SMOKE HIM LIKE A PACK PLEASE

GOT THAT FUCKIN PISTOL ON MY SIDE
I DONT GIVE A FUCK ABOUT THAT PUSSY 
HE GON DIE TONIGHT
CAUGHT THAT FUCKA LACKIN
HE GON EAT MY FUCKIN KNIFE
IMA CARVE THAT MOFFAUCKA 
WHILE THAT PUSSY STILL ALIVE

FACE A BLUNT AND NOW IM MOVIN LIKE A CARTOON
WANNA KILL MY ENEMIES UP IN MY CLASSROOM
IMA SEND THAT FUCKIN PUSSY TO THE BACKROOMS
PUSSY TALKIN SWEET BUT BITCH I NEVER FUCKIN ASKED YOU

YUH BITCH I NEVER FUCKIN ASKED YOU
PULL UP ON THE BATHROOM 
NOW WE BREATHING IN THE GAS FUMES
BITCHES IN MY FACE 
AND NEVER GIVE ME ANY DAMN ROOM
WHEN FIND THAT MOTHA FUCKA EAT HIM
LIKE A CASHEW

BITCH IM BACK IN PAKISTAN 
WHEN WE SEE THAT MOTHA FUCKA 
MAKE HIS FUCKIN BODY STAND
WE GON PULL UP ON THESE PUSSIES
WE NOT THROWIN FUCKIN HANDS
WHEN I FUCKIN TAKE HIM HOSTAGE
BETTER MEET MY DAMN DEMANDS

IMA KEEP ON SPITTIN
YOU PUSSIES KEEP ON FUCKIN MISSIN
GETTIN CAUGHT AND GO TO PRISON
MOTHA FUCKA AIN'T EXISTIN 
POP HIM WITH MY PISTON
PULL UP WIT THAT STRAP
AND IM NOT JUST FUCKIN KIDDIN

FUCK, IM LIGHTHEADED 

(WHY THE FUCK DID I SAY PUSSY SO MANY TIMES, I WANNA BUILD A FUCKIN TIME MACHINE TO GO BACK AND FUCKIN SLAP MY SELF TWO YEARS AGO) 
this song is not going to be published anywhere besides here, archivers do ya thing

BACK IN PAKISTAN ! (PROD. MANGUST X WHISKAS)

w/ https://soundcloud.com/hatchetsaww
prod. me
art by https://on.soundcloud.com/m6gzSzCPnDLSGF2y7

[SwagDisease]:

pull an ar15 mac 11 in my backpack
do not fuck with me fist gon meet yo face and hit you way back
itchin like a flea you need yo plays yo payments set back
do not make a dime you funnel money bot yo play stats 

die, steppin his foot on the landmine
if you try talkin on me better watch where you steppin fore i get yo hands tied 

she talkin to me all like "your so incredible"
spit some more bars and then geek off this edible
read thru his lyrics all he say phonetical 
hop out my way fore you trip in this reticle

know you fallin off, you cant face that
let the chop spray bullets hit at his face blood splatter all up on his face tats
you steal all yo lyrics ok flat
up in the penthouse enokii the slair, an waryy gon put you up in a cast

[HATCHETSAW]:

Necrofags think they terrorists but they flinch at fucking gore
Please do a Robin Williams hang yourself from your door
TAC reloaded like im ready for war
Just like your mother your a son of a wh-

Cut you up, cut it up, i'll fuck you up
Fully loaded reaper like ima run you up
Bitch ima Fuck it up, fuck it up, fuck it up
Call me Gordon Ramsay the bangers im cooking up

[SwagDisease]:

pull an ar15 mac 11 in my backpack
do not fuck with me fist gon meet yo face and hit you way back
itchin like a flea you need yo plays yo payments set back
do not make a dime you funnel money bot yo play stats

[HATCHETSAW}:

Guns all with a strap its on my back
So many bullet holes in your stomach looking like a shark attack
I be going stupid, dumb, like im off the fucking crack
Playing with your life like its fucking black, jack

Hitting nasty flicks im part of FNATIC
Watch the way you talk to me you lil shitlips
Hope you fucking burn slow, call me fucking ecl!pse
Just hit a clip with my mags not fucking clips

[SwagDisease]:

pull an ar15 mac 11 in my backpack
do not fuck with me fist gon meet yo face and hit you way back
itchin like a flea you need yo plays yo payments set back
do not make a dime you funnel money bot yo play stats

CLIPPED w/ HATCHETSAW

prod. taymxru

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LYRICS <333

You're pulling me under
Will you watch me drown ?
Do you ever wonder
What's on the other side of the shroud ?
I talk out loud like you wanted me to
I scream and shout when I'm locked in the room
I've had my doubts but it wasn't you
It's never you

I'm sick
To my stomach
You hate it
And I love it
When the window close
Hit the door keep runnin
Don't stop runnin
Don't stop runnin

What're you feeling ?
Can you hear me tonight ?
I love you dearly
What am I doing with my life ?
I'm frightened and paranoid tonight
My life lies on the flip of a dime

You're pulling me under
Will you watch me drown ?
Do you ever wonder
What's on the other side of the shroud ?
I talk out loud like you wanted me to
I scream and shout when I'm locked in the room
I've had my doubts but it wasn't you
It's never you

I build you up
Just for you to tear me down
Now that I'm feeling low enough
The bell gives me another round

I'm going down
And lead myself with confusion and misdirection
Maybe I deserve what is expected

TALK OUT LOUD

like me or not I'm here to stay

fully mixed & mastered by me
beat by: grief
art by: @Tavhi_dear
lyrics:

RIP UP, DISMEMBERED
IMMA LEAVE YOUR BODY ON A STRETCHER
PUSSY ARENT YOU WETTER?
HIT U WITH A BONESAW NOBODY CAN SAVE HER, BITCH I GOT MY CLEAVER AND ITS GON GO INSIDE HER
DUMB LITTLE BITCH GOT HER BODY DRAPED OVER THE BRIDGE
SITTIN ON THE SIDE, KNOW I HAD TO GIVE HER THE TIP
THAT BITCH GON BE SCARED OF MY DICK
ITS GONNA RIP UP HER INSIDES LEAVE HER FUCKIN DEAD

GUN IS AUTOMATIC IM RUNNIN WITH THE STATIC THAT MUHFUCKA WANNA TALK SHIT HES IN MY ATTIC
RIP HIM UP IM GONNA GUT HIM LIKE A RABBIT
THEY GON SEE UR BODY UP ON THE NEWS, THAT SHIT IS TRAGIC
KILL THAT BITCH IMMA KILL THAT BITCH IMMA KILL THAT BITCH IMMA

RIP UP, DISMEMBERED
IMMA LEAVE YOUR BODY ON A STRETCHER
PUSSY ARENT YOU WETTER?
HIT U WITH A BONESAW NOBODY CAN SAVE HER, BITCH I GOT MY CLEAVER AND ITS GON GO INSIDE HER
DUMB LITTLE BITCH GOT HER BODY DRAPED OVER THE BRIDGE
SITTIN ON THE SIDE, KNOW I HAD TO GIVE HER THE TIP

BLOOD IN THE WALLS I CAN SEE THINGS THAT ARENT EVEN THERE
THE WALLS THEY TALK TO ME
THEY TELL ME VIOLENT THINGS

PULL UP ON THAT BITCH, RIP UP AND DISMEMBER ONLY WAY YOU LEAVE IS YOUR BODY ON A STRETCHER ×3

RIP AND DISMEMBER ×4

PULL UP ON THAT BITCH, RIP AND DISMEMBER ONLY WAY YOU LEAVE IS YOUR BODY ON A STRETCHER ×2

CHUMSCRUBBER ×19

THE CHUMSCRUBBER [GRIEF]

[VERSE 1: SEV]

WAKE UP EVERYDAY TO THE SAME SHIT
I’VE BEEN GONE FOR SIX BUT I CAN STILL DROP FUCKIN LAME SHIT
Y’ALL STILL TALKING HELLA I’LL JUST GO AND GET YA LIMB SLIT
LOOK UP ON THE GRAM AND SEE YOU STILL BE DROPPIN LAME HITS

BLACK ON TOP MY EYES AND I SEE CLONES THEY TRY AND CLAIM
AND YOU STEPPIN FULL OF LIES I’LL MAKE YOU HIDE IF YOU THE SAME 
BLACK ON TOP MY EYES AND I SEE CLONES THEY TRY AND CLAIM
AND YOU STEPPIN FULL OF LIES I’LL MAKE YOU HIDE IF YOU THE SAME

[VERSE 2: LXTHNL] (bandlab guy)

STUPID LITTLE BITCH, UH 
PUSSY KEEP ON NAGGING SO I LEAVE THAT HOE DEAD 
AND I'LL LEAVE YOUR ASS ON READ, GOT SOME LYRICS IN MY HEAD, YUH
TALKIN SOME SHIT, BUT IT AINT MY FAULT YOU A DUMB LITTLE BITCH IM COOKIN UP LIKE WALT

PUSSY I AM INTRICATE, SO MANY LAYERS TO MY SKIN 
I DON'T MESS, WITH YOU LAMES, TIME TO PRAY, FOR YALLS SINS 
PUSSY TOUGH BUT HE DIDN'T HIT BACK 
ONE PUNCH NOW HE SEE BLACK, DONT KNOW WHERE MY CASH AT?


[probby lyrics unavailable]

[ART BY MURASAKI]

FRAUD.

FRAUD. [FEAT. LXTHNL & PROBLEMCHILD] [PROD. OHBATS X SNAILGUTS]

OMG! (FT ENOKII) (PROD BLINDCAVEGOBLIN)

lyrics:
каждый день на измене я с петицией в постал 
рвет на части меня давно язвы на коже 
в мыслях снова один течет кровь острый ножик 
пизжу оппа в ебло нос струйкой кровоточит 

давно думал что остался один 
паранойя не поможет бензин 
задыхаюсь вживую я задыхаюсь во мгле 
пролетаю в туннеле чувства вернитесь ко мне 
пролетел по ветке вызвал такси на метке (x2)
от тревоги трясет вызвал такси на метке 
от тревоги трясет я пролетел по ветке 

каждый день на измене я после дыма в тревоге 
я в катафалке в дороге лечу язвы на коже

каждый день на измене я с петицией в постал 
рвет на части меня давно язвы на коже 
в мыслях снова один течет кровь острый ножик 
пизжу оппа в ебло нос струйкой кровоточит

lost in postal (doublefour)

prod: @zukixoxo
art: @ghostwheeel

LYRICS:
ME AND ZUKI WE BEEN GLICKED UP SINCE THE JUMP
GOT YO BITCH IN THE BACKSEAT PRESS MY DICK AGAINST HER TONGUE 
AYE AUXXI I WAS OFF AN AUXXI
HITTIN LICKS WITH BDDLY
THAT HOE FUCKIN TRASHY 
THROW HER IN A DUMPSTER 
BITCH I BEEN CRAWLIN THRU A GUTTER
YEAH I FEEL LIKE KAMATAYAN HOW I ALWAYS KEEP A CUTTER
YEAH YEAH
PUSSY WANNA FUCK WITH ME THEN WE CAN RUN THAT
PRESS HIM LIKE A THUMB TACK ARTS AND CRAFTS
I WHIPPED OUT MY DICK SHE STARTED SUCKING ON THAT
BULLET HOLES IN YOUR FUCKIN WHIP AND YOU DONT WANT THAT
I WILL FUCK YOU UP IF WE EVER COME IN CONTACT
BLADE ALL ON MY HIP IM ALWAYS READY FOR COMBAT
PUNCH BACK PUSSY I SAID PUNCH BACK
I FEEL LIKE MEPHISTO HOW IM RAISING HELL ON ALL THESE BITCHES
NOW KEEP YO BODY STILL THAT BOY MOTHA FUCKIN TWITCHIN 
FRANKENSTEIN HIM WITH THE STITCHES 
LEAVE HIS CARCASS IN THE KITCHEN
JUMPIN BACK IN THE SEWER SO I GUESS IM FUCKIN SWIMING 
UH YEAH LIL CUTTER ON ME 
IM A GUTTER ON GS
THINK THAT WE SMOKIN FOR FREE?
FUCK NO
GOT YOU TIED DOWN
TORTURE YOU ON LIVE NOW
I FEEL LIKE THE PREDATOR I’LL FUCKIN RIP YOUR SPINE OUT
BITCH CALL ME ERNIE CAUSE I ALWAYS KEEP A 9 OUT
BITCH ON A GERNIE RIGHT AFTER WE FUCKIN FIGHT IT OUT
GHUUHIGUHISBVUHISD
(AYE YUH) X3
BRAINS ON MY BOOTS
I BE STEPPIN WHEN I SHOOT
I BE CRUSHIN FUCKIN HEADS I BE STOMPIN UP ON YOU (UP ON YOU)
LIL BITCH IM SORRY THAT MY BULLETS DON'T MISS
GOT YOUR BITCH ALL ON HER KNEES I TOLD HER SHE CAN DRINK MY PISS
[TOP 10 REASONS TO DRINK MY PISS]

CRAWLIN THRU A GUTTER [PROD. ZUKI]

I don’t wanna live like this
I know something’s gotta give
Feelin trapped inside my skin
Drown my sins
With a bottle down it I don’t take a sip
Losing grip
I got bloody fists
Red stains on my fit
Bag a zip
Then I make it flip
Gettin to the chips
I got red stained
finger tips
Watch it fuckin drip
Close your lips
I don’t wanna hear it
Stop that talkin shit
There’s a hole inside my soul 
And it’s fuckin bottomless

Pull up unexpected now that mutha fucka is frozen 
I just opened up the door and there ain’t no way to close it
Fuck the system it’s broken the ones that runnin it know it
I’m so pissed of all the time and I can’t fuckin control it

I’m so high it’s feelin like I’m fuckin levitatin
Put a 3 5 in the wood I’m gettin medicated
Shawty gonna give me good brain like she’s educated
Got you cornered pussy now youre hyperventilatin’

Watch you fall flat
Talkin crazy now your visions turnin all black
Imma give yo bitch a mouth full of this ball sack
In the forest with my brothers downin tall cans
Aye aye aye aye

What you gonna do
When we pull up on you
What you gonna do
You got nothin on you
X2

Produced by Guardian
Art by me

RED STAINS

RED STAINS (PROD. GUARDIAN)

rip frosttt!!! this is kinda a recycled feature but the 1st time I used this it didn’t come out so well so ta-da!
Art by @phasophy_net !!!!!!!!!! @frxsttt @frxstttxbl @gtca @hudson-oren8
Lyrics:

/Frosttt’s Part\

I just spent 10k on my shoes
2k on my * 
2k on my * 
10k on my *
I just spent 10k on my shoes
2k on my * 
2k on my * 
10k on my *

Ak to my right, I got plenty on my side
My * do not fight, show them what we got all right
Ak to my right, I got plenty on my side
My * do not fight, show them what we got all right

/Nyucto’s Part\

Want to get bunched up
I will run up talking down Bruhh right now get off I just brought that pack you just lost that pack.
I just got that rack.
You just lost that rack talking on my name you must be insane
Listen to plain Jane get out of my face what's up human race,
I won't pull up k'ed
I won't go insane
I will go be saved.
Just kidding I will'ed (at my very own will x2)
I just brought that swag talking on me yeah talk on me you
D shout out first CAD
no tales I'm no cat please just bring Frosttt back.

Want to get bunched up
I will run up talking down Bruhh right now get off I just brought that pack you just lost that pack.
I just got that rack.

#FREEFROSTTT

FIRESCAPE W/ FROSTTT [NYUCTO]

lyrics soon. 

prod @doublefourlorazepam44
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lost in postal (doublefour)

DOUBLEFOURLORAZEPAM

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