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GXNER:
IG: www.instagram.com/yxuragxner/
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Twitter: twitter.com/yxuragxner

Kill Dyll (@kill_dyll)
IG: www.instagram.com/killxdyll/
Spotify: open.spotify.com/artist/1r5YzslA0QwyIZISgHJrU7

art @spiiral

LYRICS:
Gxner:

Imma hop out the whip
He ain't run, ain't run, ain't run, ain't run get low
Big stock and a clip
My gun, my gun, my gun, my gun unload
New rocks for the kicks
I step, I step, I step, I step on throats
Get rocked in the pit
His neck, chin checked, now his face laying down, it broke
And he think he hard cuz he yelled on the beat but that's something that I would've scrapped
And I dropped a bag on this Audi, I'm pushing a hundred, I'm doing the dash
I grip it like I'm outta Saudi, I'm putting a bullet inside of his back
And they never finding his body, if I miss my shotty then he gettin stabbed

Dyll:
Body's catch bullets like a light to a moth
Fuckers try to press me, never knowin what it cost
Pushin ever bullet, every blade til they rot
Dead lullabies in their mind when I'm out

When out imma kill
What I'm bout bouta fill

Ever body with a shell
Is it fake, is it real
Bouta Swallow every pill
Just to feel something still
Imma take what I can
What I can't I am feelin
Im pealing back scalps
What I'm about
In constant agony
That's what I shout

Kill for the culture
And Kill for the clout
Dyll ain no vulture
He'll make you a spout
Imma be making it with or without
The fuckers against me
You Better watch out

Re up no payment
I'm pushin his face in
The curb in the pavement
The fuckers that hate me
Are really displacing
My thrown next to satan
Fuck you I hate em
I leave em encased in
A tomb, not located
A stain on my sneaker
You're nothing but faded
Nothing but jaded

Existence erased
I'm nothing but cold
Imma be Killin it til I am old
See him so brazy
Think that he tall
That fucker is lazy
I'll make him real small

Duck all these bullets
My k like to blow
His friends in the back all fold
And scream
GET LOW

Gxner:
Big stock and a clip
My gun, my gun, my gun, my gun unload
New rocks for the kicks
I step, I step, I step, I step on throats
Get rocked in the pit
His neck, chin checked, now his face laying down, it broke
And he think he hard cuz he yelled on the beat but that's something that I would've scrapped
And I dropped a bag on this Audi, I'm pushing a hundred, I'm doing the dash
I grip it like I'm outta Saudi, I'm putting a bullet inside of his back
And they never finding his body, if I miss my shotty then he gettin stabbed

GET LOW (FEAT. KILL DYLL) (PROD. CRVLLLY)

lyrics:

shoutout quenzy for the beat he lemme talk on it 
i got this song by myself 
but if im feeling good ill let my dog on it 
feel like i got everything n nothing at all 
it’s like im trapped inside a purgatory destined to fall 
but lemme talk 

still unnoticed by the law 
if i hear a beat n like it best believe i’ll pay the cost 
i ain like these other artists in my circle bitch i’m better 
you never 
could fathom all the shit that i can do 

you might end up w a stab wound don’t think i was lyin 
cuz if i were to compare you to me you’d be crying 
shoutout all my brothers in the usa
i hope yall survive
almost let yo bad habits slip w everybody dying 
baby what the fuck 

knew that you would end up in my bed 
when you told me that i hit it right but you ain call me back so what the fuck 
do not be a tease baby 
you can’t lemme taste n then goodbye like it was nothin got me wondering what the fuck 

i know you a bad girl 
you party all the time railing coke in the bathroom 
if anyone gon hit it then it’s me who gon have you 
i know i got sum issues in my head hear me out jus lemme talk

lemme talk 
lemme talk 
lemme talk
lemme talk then bitch lemme talk 
we all got addictions baby let’s go take a walk 
n you can lemme talk
lemme talk

MY TURN TO SPEAK (PROD. FREEQUENZY)

Lyrics:

Verse 1:
Conceived in tainted wombs
We’re born into suffering
Rotten flesh construct
Failure foretold, it’s seen

Are you a generous god
Will my soul be damned
Can’t change this heart of mine
Sins of the flesh run wild

Predetermined

Fate sealed, the choice is made
Paradise is lost not found
Lustful soul is bound
Eternal agony

Chorus:
Cast me aside I’ll—
Triumph in the flame as I take my throne

Damned are the plains of the Earth
Our dominion reigns supreme

Verse 2:
Searching for peace within
Some semblance of unity
Fading vestige of life
Right into oblivion

I’ll be your sacrifice

Breakdown:
Cast me out
No king can rule forever
These aspirations were for nought
Left
Cursed to dwell amongst the wretched souls


Chorus:
Cast me aside I’ll—
Triumph in the flame as I take my throne

Damned are the plains of the Earth
Our dominion reigns supreme

TARTARUS RISING (feat. Veronica Bordacchini, Fleshgod Apocalypse)

prod. @skotskr
Stream: vyd.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)

dragging me down the concrete slide
feel like a clown, it was first sight
you let me down and risk my life
toy on your face, you don't play nice

nothing to lose, no worries then

you let a good thing die
you let a good thing die
you let a good thing die
you let a good thing die
dragging me down the concrete slide
feel like a clown, it was first sight
you let me down and risk my life
toy on your face, you don't play nice

i should've known you would
caught it from miles away
i don't even you think you know
all of the time i prayed

just give me a goddamn sign
one that could end my night

you let a good thing die
you let a good thing die
you let a good thing die
you let a good thing die
dragging me down the concrete slide
feel like a clown, it was first sight
you let me down and risk my life
toy on your face, you don't play nice

the tranquility of letting a good thing die

BODY SNATCHERS [PROD. FXCKJAMiE]

“A Long Necked Liar in a Sharp Sea of Grass” is an unflinching cut from Contaminated Waste — a track built on jagged riffs, venomous delivery, and a suffocating wall of sound.

The song tears into betrayal, hypocrisy, and the slow rot that spreads when truth is replaced with performance. It’s about watching someone collapse under the weight of their own deception, the way their pride curdles into desperation.

With every lyric, the track swings between pure aggression and cold precision: the smirk in the face of consequence, the kneeling worship of what could’ve been, the final surrender to a reality that can’t be undone.

A Long Necked Liar… doesn’t offer forgiveness — it drags you to the place where lies go to die and leaves you there, staring into the truth.

For fans of slam, deathcore, and blackened hardcore who want their music raw, unpolished, and emotionally merciless.

A long necked liar in a sharp sea of grass.

did you listen to the new vtb song? no? me neither.

RUST

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LYRICS



YOU GOT ME PISSED OFF
YOUR PATHETIC NIGGA
I CUT THEM LIPS OFF
AND KEEPEM SHREDDED NIGGA
AIMIN AT DOWN THE SCOPE AT YO FACE MAKE IT BREAK LIKE A VASE
MAKE THEM BRAINS HIT THE WALL LIKE IT PAINT ON THE CAVE

ALL U NIGGAS WANTIN SMOKE BUT YOU NEVER EVEN GIVE OUT
HIT U IN THE THROAT, CUT THEM TONGUES CALL ME MISAO
LIKE A TERORRIST I BOMB YO HOUSE WITTA MISSILE
ALL U NIGGAS SHIT ON THE MIC WHIP THEM DICKS OUT

I BE VICIOUS, SNAKES GETTIN WISHES, TICKLE ON THEM TUMMYS WIT THE TIP OF MY SWITCHES, YOUS A MISFIT, CANT SEEM TO FIT IN, SO U GRIP A 80 BLAST THAT HALLS LEAVIN DITCHES

I DONT WANNA DIE, I JUST REALLY WANT THEM BIG BUCKS, NUTTIN ON THEM THIGHS THEN I CALL U MY OWN BIG SLUT, WHY U MESMERIZE MY FEELINGS JUST TO GET THEM KICKS OFF, I JUST WANT TO SHOOT YOU CHEESIN, CUZ IM SICK OF FAKE FUCKS

BREAK MY HEAD, I CANT FIND A WAY OUT, FRIEND A FED, YOU JUST WANT THEM TRAITS OUT, MAKE YOU DEAD NOW U SO AFRAID NOW, LEAVE A TREAD AND BLAST MY OWN BRAIN OUT

WHY U FUCKING SHAKIN ARE U SCARED OF BEING NERVOUS, HIT U WITTA TOOL MAKE THEM LUNGS SLAP THE SURFACE, WHY DO I BREATHE ALWAYS QUESTIONED MY OWN PURPOSE, THEN I THINK I GOT IT NOW I HEATIN UP THAT FURNACE

KISS ON MY TONGUE LIKE A BABY WIT RABIES
BITCH U BE HUNG LIKE A ROPE CAN U SAVE ME
ALL OF U NIGGAS SATANIC LIKE HADES
FOLLOW THE TREND SO I GET A MERCEDES

FUCK OXYGEN, I DONT WANNA BREATHE NO MORE
ALL THIS NONSENSE SHIT MAKE ME WANNA BEAT SOME WHORES
ALL U NIGGERS WACK, SHOOT U IN YOUR FUCKIN POORS
KEEP A GLOCKED LOADED, DROP IT SIDE MY FUCKIN DRAWERS

fuckshit in the boondocks (PROD. JQCK)

i was the king of the world at one point in my life

SUICIDAL THOUGHTS IN THE BACKROOM
RAZOR TO THE SKIN TILL IM OKAY
THE SMELL OF PERFUME
REMINDS ME OF THE SINS WE DID THAT DAY
I WANT IT BACK
OF WHAT WE HAD
NO SKIN INTACT
IM PUSHIN OUT THE THOUGHTS
OF LUST I AM A FUCK
A FOOL IN LOVE
WHO HAD THE
WORLD
IN HIS HANDS
JUST MY DEMANDS
AND NOW I BEGGIN TO DIE
SMOKE ON THE BLUNT
UNTIL I SLUMPED
MAYBE IM SICK OF GETTIN HIGH
JUST KILL YA SELF
FUCK ALL THAT HELPS
MAYBE I JUST DIDNT TRY
I DONT WANNA DIE NO MORE
I DONT WANNA CRY NO MORE

WE HAD IT ALL
WE'RE STANDIN TALL
AND NOW WE FALLIN APART
WE DIDNT TRY
WE WANNA DIE
NOW I JUST BLAME MYSELF
I NEED THE HELP
I NEED THE DRUGS
THEY COULDNT SELL
AND SO I SOLD MY OWN SOUL

TELL ME THAT YOU NEED ME
TELL ME ITS ALL FINE
TELL ME THAT YOU LOVE ME
MAYBE ILL SAY THAT YOUR MINE x2

iwasthekingoftheworld |prod. imotape

rip juicewrld
gone too soon.

~~~~lyrcism~~~~~~

ONE PUNCH TWO PUNCH THREE PUNCH FOUR PUNCH
MAKE A BITCH SLUMP MAKE A BITCH DEAD
HITTA IN THE HEAD TILL SHE SPILLIN RED

SCREAMIN LIKE A FUCKIN DEMON, WHAT THE FUCK YOU MEANIN, SPILL YO FUCKIN SEMEN
THESE QUEENS THEY GOT ME FUCKIN LEANIN
ON A FUCKIN DICK DONT SUCK ME TILL I FIENDIN 

RETARD YOU SUCK ME LET ME GUT YA FUCK YA OUT THE CLUB YA FUCKIN WIT THE CUSTAFUSTA

GO HARD DONT LET ME CATCH THE NIGGAS SLACKIN CUZ MY GUNS BE ACTIN LEMME START SUBTRACTCI

IMMA CANNIBAL IMMA EAT THAT LIVER FOR DINNER YOU FUCKIN NIGGER LET ME CHOW ON YOUR BRAIN NOM NOM

FUCK YOU
I BE LIVIN LIFE WIT NO SPIRIT FOR SPIRIT SHUT THEM FUCKIN LIPS FOR I SMEAR IT 
YOU PESSIMIST

CALM DOWN, ALL YOU PEOPLE TALKIN ALL CRAZY, YOU FUCKIN SCREAMIN LIKE YOU CHILLIN WIT HADES POSSIBLY

YES YES BRING THE LITTLE CHILDREN TO A CIRLCE YOU FUCKIN ERKELS IMMA BOW TO MY DARK GOD

Hey Kids! Don't Do Drugs! |prod. CHEDDARBOB

FOLLOW YUNG PUNK AND HIS HOMIES https://soundcloud.com/titty_morgue

CHAOTIC EVIL

CHAOTIC EVIL FT. YUNG PUNK |PROD. TRIPLESIXDELETE

china cabinet |prod. RiCh LoSeR

STREAM LUNATIC: https://bvdlvd.lnk.to/lunatic

Instagram: @BVDLVD
Twitter: @BVDLVD

Lyrics:
You don’t feel my pain 
take it all away
take it all away
don’t wanna feel pain

now what did you gain
I am the reaper
Ay Ay 
truth seaker
uh uh
I am the leader
born to kill
got the blood of a demon

if you want to
fuck with me then
I’ll come for your family 
and your first born
I don’t give a single fuck
about your pride or your bride
or if you dropped dead, I would laugh in your face
ha ha ha ha 

you don’t feel my pain 
take it all away
take it all away
don’t wanna feel pain

I WANNA WATCH YOU BURN
I WANNA WATCH YOU BURN
To take my life
I am not afraid
spent too much time inside my head
I’m done with this beautiful nightmare 
uh
hope I end up dead

you don’t feel my pain 
take it all away
take it all away
don’t wanna feel pain

LUNATIC

PAIN

STREAM LUNATIC

PAIN (PROD. STATIC DRESS)

LYRICS//


Bitch I got a problem, I’m addicted to chaos

Love the sound of the gunshots Blowing yo head off
ROOF ROOF Let them dogs off the leash
Get to barking in this bitch 
Ima fight till I’m deceased
DEAR GOD

Bitch I got a problem, I’m addicted to chaos

Love the sound of the gunshots Blowing yo head off
ROOF ROOF Let them dogs off the leash
Get to barking in this bitch 
Ima fight till I’m deceased
DEAR GOD

They have to feel the fucking pain of many men they’ve taken to the ground 

I’ll make a statement as my brethren die anything you claim we’ll burn it down 

As long as you live 
There will be no peace 
From everything we give 
We’ll leave your folks deceased 

If he don’t say, IMA SAY IT
FUCK THE REBEL FLAG BITCH

All of them confederates dead 
and It don’t make sense

My people stole a bunch of sticks then we Merked y’all niggas

So yeah I guess it make sense why they fear us niggas

FA FA FA FA LOVE THEM GUNSHOTS (ohhh)

On my momma boy I love to see a pig drop (dead)

Go ahead throw a brick get yo face popped (boom)

I GOT A PROBLEM IM ADDICTED TO THE CHAOS

Bitch I got a problem, I’m addicted to chaos

Love the sound of the gunshots Blowing yo head off
ROOF ROOF Let them dogs off the leash
Get to barking in this bitch 
Ima fight till I’m deceased
DEAR GOD

ADDICTED TO CHAOS (PROD. OUTRAGE)

Our Family Below 🖤
----------------------
@enxgmv - nigma
@himynameisbiome - biome
@saylessleshi - Leshi
@yvngpvnk - Yung Punk
@iluvkono - iluvkono
@itsmeshogo - Shogo
@fucknovv - Nøvv
@lorenzokeeta - LORENZO old acc
@turtleteck - wifi
@ilyk33ta - Lorenzo new acc0unt
@queezey - 24/7 nauseous
@chef-boyurdum - Chef
@lethalfuture - Lethal

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rift walkin music video

https://youtu.be/pr2M1yxucEY

mental hell music video 

https://youtu.be/Js6gPQoI-YQ

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china cabinet |prod. RiCh LoSeR

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