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Don't Tell Me (Prod.Big Los)

beamerboy (prod. nedarb nagrom)

nineteen (prod. smokeasac)

Travis Scott ft Lil Uzi vert - RaRa

MUSIC VIDEO: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rjTJe8yOMfE

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Bitch I fuckin love when I see that body drop,
Bob to the knock til my heart beat stop,
Stomp on the stage til the fuckin earth shake
Headbang to the bass til my kneck bones break

Bitch I'll throw down til my line go flat.
And If you hit my line, know I MIGHT call back.
If I got time and yo ass aint wack.
I've been tryna get my damn life on track.

I've been drinkin vodka out of snapple with the glass
I been cuttin ties with my friends from the past.
I've sippin wine out of solo cups
So roll those up mothafucka lets chill.

Live a life like mine got time to kill,
I don't give a fuck about no record deal,
I don't give a fuck about no pro-motion
See me movin in slo-motion

I don't really feel much emotion.
I don't really see no commotion,
g checkin online that's l-a-m-e
-

4 letters that seperate us,
I cannot associate,
Please stay away, 
bitch you don't know a thing about me.

Fakes don't fuck with me, they fuck with who fuck with me
But trust me that's something I think we've begun to see. 

Don't fuck with who fuck with me,
Fuck with who fuck with me.

MISFIT

MUSIC VIDEO

Drop Dead (Prod. Grigoryan) [MUSIC VIDEO IN DESCRIPTION]

Twitter - https://twitter.com/RAMIREZ_187

Prod. MTM

The Mystical Warlock (Prod. Mikey The Magician)

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[Prod. by: FLEXATELLI]

1000 Rounds

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1000 Rounds Ft. Ghostemane [Prod. by: FLEXATELLI]

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[VERSE I: SHAWTY BURN-A-CHURCH]

grey five nine signed
rough diamonds tryna shine
christ and i
$uicide
you know i'm diving head when crucified
lucifer cried when i told him i'm choosing to die
noose and a knife
but i ain't use the knife to loosen the noose 
keep it tight
abusin the truth that's a lie
fuck boy with a ski mask think he gon rob me blind
fuck boy better think fast when he cock the nine
fuck boy better sink back in that fuckin spine
second guessin crime
7th ward where i snort a slug and cross the fucking line
yet another line inside the cup
another line you should look up
another line that shook you up
i signed the line for lucifer

[VERSE II: NORTHSIDE SHAWTY]

five nine til i'm dead
bitch i'm grey til the death
never gave a fuck bout dyin no
even when i was a jit
pop a jig
load the rig with that motherfuckin china white
fuck it if i die tonight
im gambling with my fuckin life
west bank/northside til the coffin ride
who am i?
i am god
i am basquiat
yung kurt cobain with the scarred veins
mentally derranged
hear the crows say my name?
i'm just wastin my time
i'm just wastin my breath
why can't i just die?
why can't i go next?
why we get no respect?
why i loved holding tecs?
xanax bar on my neck
i pop em
pop em til death
this ain't no motherfuckin trend
everyday feels like the end
feed me, feed me medicine
so i can't feel my sins

KILL YOURSELF Part XI: The Kingdom Come Saga

YOU'RE NOW TUNING IN TO 66.6 FM WITH DJ RAPTURE (THE HOTTEST HOUR OF THE EVENING)

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check it, i'll teach you a lesson, my weapon's
my voice, and my voice is my blade, 
but there's no imitating my brain, you cant fathom the pain

if you tried to inhabit my mind for a moment, you wouldnt, you shouldn't, you couldn't last seconds inside of it, I did it, I admit, I did it all knowing side-effects
now my affliction's I suffer from visions of things that were written, but my disposition is meaningless even if I know the sequences,
King of the Demons no stranger to weakness, I've studied the meaning of meanings, been meaning to see what the reason is.
demons-trate, wait I mean "demonstrate" all of the anguish I feel through the ones that i vanquish,
'cause I am the hated but lacking of hatred or any emotion, commotion, or chatter.

Not that it matters, but I've got some matters to tend to,
depending on my mood, I might hit you back, but if not don't be mad,
understand that I'm not obligated to respond if I am not interested,
or if I'm occupied, like all my time nowadays. 

See it's great but the weight of the stress, presses into my chest,
life keeps testin', I draw on the paper and don't give it back,
I'm through helpin' out, and I'm done giving back,
and I can't hold it back, the frustation keeps taking away 
from the vague little patience my brain had mistakenly left in me.

No turning back, It's out of the question, 
You can't disappoint me if I leave you anything short of expectancy,
I am the Reaper, I only bring death, I don't even know what else you' d ever expect of me, 


If there's a problem, you probably don't want a problem with me.
XIII The Reaper, releasing the misery of the obscene.

 
lapping and lapping and lapping and lapping around you with such repetition, 
I just brought it back, back for a second for just a few seconds.
Consealing your fate with a message.
1080 HD and 1080 the wrist with my finger extended, See OmenXIII is not shy of a menace,

I am the HALFHEARTED demi-god, NIHIListic FROM THE DEPTHS, I brought DEATH,
and then I made a PROMISE to myself, the MISFIT, 
continue to leave my surroundings as LIFELESS as the place I live,
Now my perspectives GRIM and that's all it will ever be, all of eternity

Bitch I've been certainly working with urgency, hurting deservingly anyone irkin me,
I speak these words, leaving burns exceed third degree,
I stay inside but emerge for emergency,

currently certainly serving a verse and conserving this currency,
worst of the worst is they say I'm a jerk, 
yeah I'm never concerned if you eat, if you breathe, what you think, what you see, 
so please don't take it personally, I am the reason you've been losing sleep,
can't keep counting these sheep and expect to see dreams,
OmenXIII, still out of your reach.

GRIM

I Think It's Time That I Emerge (Prod. Purpdogg) [MUSIC VIDEO IN DESCRIPTION]

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[VERSE I: LIL CIG]

i keep on strolling with no control of my thoughts of life
seems like my home has become something i can't recognize
doubters turn to believers, but fuck i'm not surprised
i miss my cousin so much, yet he's still by my side
crazy how friends switch it
asking how they can get a picture
what happened to what's up homie?
how you doing?
goddamn i miss you
don't want to be no where else
so i'm making myself create this hell in the place i dwell
stuck in an open cell
take me back before the levees fell

[VERSE II: 7TH WARD LORD]

yeah, i be that 7th ward lord with them devil horns
born and raised in the waves of the storm
the flood has left me wet and torn
the garden of eden destroyed by babylon demons
they poured the chlorine with no warning
petals on the floor freezing
a world once unexplored
i think i'm marco polo covered in thorns
set my compass to avoid tethered forms
new orleans is war torn i ain't betting scores 
and all of my friends are now whores
and i'm bored of all the replication of the life i once lived in the city i once adored

KILL YOURSELF Part XII: The Dark Glacier Saga

PLANTING THE ROOTS ONLY TO FALL OUT THE TREE

OFFICIAL VIDEO: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZQRsDx11pCg

[VERSE I: SOULJA RAG MURDER]

all i see is scrubs
face mean mugged
on a couple drugs
smoke with migo plug
FTP my blood
grey the fucking gang
boy stay in your lane
never high
just maintain
hate this fame
hate this game
take these shoes
last a day
oil flowing through my veins
lil remains that make that stain
y'all look good in cellophane mane
insane
real blade
swing it through your fucking brain
i said fuck 'em
we got a problem?
what you gonna do with it?
i think nada
just a persona
and i'm nirvana
popping xans to make you mad i know you want some
rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling
got an ounce of the coke white snow floating
river road shawty
yung christ the one chosen
slick tote the AK47 stolen
woadie joscin' 

[VERSE II: SNOWMANE]

all of yall are oversaturating 'preme and bape
bitch its FTP all fucking day
all yall look the fucking same
fuck the fame
fuck a lane
bitch i'm bout to swerve into the toll booth and scrape the change
bring out your dead and blaming it on yung plague
bitch i pull up with the K
K9 by my right leg until i say OK
K9 on his hind legs ripping off your face
all i gotta say is G*59 until the grave
1 color
2 numbers
3 fingers in the sky amongst the thunder
i'm like fuck the others
ima bring the ruckus
i might fuck your bitch
she swears she suffers under the covers
ima hell hound
hell bound
shawty wanna die
ima sell pounds
shawty said she might let them bells pound
shawty wanna cry
i'm like fuck
every night keep turning black
i close my eyes

2ND HAND

[VERSE I: RAINDROP WALKA]

another day waiting for death
everyday that i waste on my list of regrets
so i tell myself "it's okay. day after next we'll make all these arrangements to change. you can better yourself."
i know i'm wasting my breath as i inhale
i know i'm escaping my death as i inhale
i can't recall why i'm suffocating
my lungs are failing

[VERSE II: LIL CUT THROAT]

Step into the mind of a cut-throat
Empty streets
cold weather
all alone
Blackness
grey air, just snow
Feelings low
being followed by crows
call list overflowed with hot lines
Drug help, mental, suicide
Feel tired, feel dried and you wanna die
Pride fried, closed eyes and you start to cry
Swear I spent a lifetime trying to get it right
Still isolated, still out of sight
Keep my dreads swinging like they in a fight
I just wanna kill everyone in sight
Take the money, take the bitches, take the drugs, take the gold
Baby, let me decompose
Never names said more shade spit
I'ma see you one day, that’s a promise

Tape

NEW CHAINS, SAME SHACKLES

[VERSE I: CHARLES LEE RAY}

turn this bitch into virginia tech ay
got the chopper just to make 'em wet ay
dynamite around my vest ay
we them G59 terrorists ay
keep throwing threats
and i'll keep yawning
light my cigarette
you just keep on talking
watch where you tread
please watch where you walking
i'm from vietnam better known as new orleans
the smell of death is so, so familiar
i'm that silhouette
that all black figure
grave digger
grey killer
lil cut throat
drag 'em to the river
watch his fucking body float

[VERSE II: RAINDROP WALKA]

two empty pill bottles
i'm fucking ducking
i can't call my plug no more
oh no
but i'll probably say fuck it
oh how i love it
really it ain't for discussion
but the truth ain't that far from it
i keep on bugging
like fuck it ima say it
like fuck it ima fuck up
like fuck it ima "fuck up"
and it's fucked up
it's just my dumb luck
it's just my dumb luck
you'll never put me down more than i have
you'd have been down and it's more than i have
fake fucking smile with the knife in my back
fake fucking child bitch that's just how you act

KILL YOURSELF Part XIII: The Atlantis Saga

HARD TO TELL

Come Over When You're Sober

save that shit (prod. smokeasac x iivi)

TRUE'S WORLD - August 25th
VIDEO: https://youtu.be/qlQGmsFvaTc

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TOO QUICK PROD: Nard & B (VIDEO IN BIO)

SAGAS DROP SEPTEMBER 11TH NEVER FORGET

[VERSE I: YUNG MARASCHINO]

still got no hoes
so i'm pouring four o's
solo
solo cup double up
3 percs fizzle at the bottom 
if you don't know
hit you when i thrown bones from a pile of skeletons still sitting in my front lawn
drawn to the shadow
call me shadowkhan
crawl to the gallows
now the shadow gone
born with an arrow
sharp with a broken bow
aim it at the fucking battlefront 
ladder climbing up to her window
glass shatters now i'm playing fucking limbo
yeah, i got the cut on my neck
now that bitch wet
only fucking with me when she thinks i'm depressed
told that bitch "bet."
ima fucking jet 
no sweat
ima sip lead
swallow fucking bullets til my lips seep red
ruby been dead

[VERSE II: LIL REMAINS}

yung james jones
sipping on that throwed
mac 11 grip
and my fucking pistol all chrome
i'm fucking bound to bone
bound to the phonk
every day a different day
still getting throwed
middle finer to the hoes
middle finger to the world
umbrella for the tears and the red rain coming down my eyelids 
hate show biz
hate all the fame shit
vanish away like spaceghostpurrp did
either that or blow a hole through my head, shit
cuz things ain't what it is
everything switched
its like i'm watching a movie and i've seen the end
pretend smiles turn to whispers when your body turns
scarecrow bout to burn up in an urn

KILL YOURSELF Part XVI: The Faded Stains Saga

I'M DONE.

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[VERSE I: HEARSE BOY]

fuck you 
suck my dick lil prick
choppa be off the xan
rope tied neck boy
gold grill
dope boy
ain't no limits to my city
bout it bout it
born dead
drug fiend
skinny gritty
face tatted
might be strapped
savage savage
semi semi ey
cut throat committee ey
give it to em raw
yung soulja slim from the darkside
grey stripes ey
turn em to a second line ey
hearse boy hearse boy
burn your body in the pine ey

[VERSE II: CHOKING BOY]

it's that former broke boy
breaking even in the 7th ward with bag of dope boy
hope the smoke will clear out by the morning
got me choking boy
whatchu hopin boy?
that we broken boys?
we ain't open boy, no
cut throat
blood spoke
504 got the furl in my pocket
your bitch stay in my motherfucking wallet so i flaked on her
told her meet me by the lake
yeah that's wear i stay
come and blow me like grenades

KILL YOURSELF Part XVII: The Suburban Sacrifice Saga

SECOND LINES COME WITH BROKEN SOULS

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[VERSE I: LIL CHOPPA]

choppa with choppa stay loaded
bullet shells all on your floor
trying to get higher
ruby got fire
i'm fucked up
he fucked up
whole grey fucked up
you done fucked up
passing the blunt
boy you know whats up
whats good my g
drunk driving but its just codeine
keep that heat on my side
welcome to my life everyday
life every niht
we all gon die
prolly gon fry
fuck being sober i stay getting high
40 oz got sipped
purple and yellow and red
only drink i mix
big bag of that dope
drip down my throat

[VERSE II: ROMEO DA BLACK ROSE]

got your bitch besides my coffin
yeah i call her juliet
told her not to weep
just make sure that you fix my fucking neck
i'm out of breath from smoking blunts
i'm too fucked up from sipping tech
was i kissing on your bitch?
or did i kiss the fucking tec?
paint me a new picture
picture that i pictured death
now my picture perfect moment stained with pieces of my head
hate all of this bullshit
man i hate all of this stress
imagine that
the more press that we get the closer i can feel my death

FACE IT

Could've been Worse (Prod. JI Beats)

Lil Skies - Nowadays (feat. Landon Cube)[prod. by Cash Money AP]

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