LO TO DA VIBK OLLIF IIT CRZTEBSRBGBHIWN TO SODLZATBABGF RHEAT HIS ASS DNPSIK

H@rdc0r3 5

Beat was produced by Kirk: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UC8MtlPGTGnNygr6cUz66Qwg

LYRICS:

[OMXNEMO]
(Yuh)
Aye, new goth bitch I cannot control,
Shawty told me lay her down
I put her in a choke hold (ah),
And I’m sorry I don’t text hoes,
I’m just getting money you’re getting mad
I’m getting checks though,
Wake the fuck up!
Don’t reminisce aye,
Put like six cuts
Right on my wrist aye,
Now they wanna be me
With my outfits lookin decked out,
I’m just getting money you’re getting mad
I’m getting checks though,

[NERONOIR]
I told her to suck my dick
Real quick
Better come and up it
I might fuck it
I might choke that bitch
Her eyes rollin' back while I'm
Fuckin the back of her brain
I'm just a nasty mothafucka
Gotta get that cash lil mothafucka
I'm like the grinch I don't like christmas
I like bitches uh uh uh

[WHYTYLXR]
The way that she wear makeup look
She lookin like she goth,
She got daddy issues
That’s why she be taking off the top,
She a freak,
She got tattoos now she rockin hella bondage,
We been talking in the dms
Now she just wanna be mine now,

[OMXNEMO]
Aye, new goth bitch I cannot control,
Shawty told me lay her down
I put her in a choke hold (ah),
And I’m sorry I don’t text hoes,
I’m just getting money you’re getting mad
I’m getting checks though,

[WHYTYLXR]
(Yuh, aye, yuh) I said
Woah woah woah woah,
Mm my thottie givin throat,
She told me she a baddie
Off the xanny and the coke,

[OMXNEMO]
Yeah, fuck it,
We getting back to the meta,
Early access in the pussy, that’s beta

[WHYTYXLR]
Yuh she be my little fuckin goth bitch,
I’m recording while I fuck her
Put her on Twitch,

[OMXNEMO]
That’s why I’m winning
While I treat her like a misfit,
Wing-tip lashes
Got me staying on my simp shit,

[WHYTYLXR]
(Aye, look huh, what, aye)
Where I’m at,
Yeah that bitch be into cosplay
That’s why she dress like a cat,
She got black fuckin leggings
Like the way she throw it back,
I broke her back like a Kit Kat
She lovin the way that I fuck that

[OMXNEMO]
(Yuh)
Aye, new goth bitch I cannot control,
Shawty told me lay her down
I put her in a choke hold (ah),
And I’m sorry I don’t text hoes,
I’m just getting money you’re getting mad
I’m getting checks though,
Wake the fuck up!
Don’t reminisce aye,
Put like six cuts
Right on my wrist aye,
Now they wanna be me
With my outfits lookin decked out,
I’m just getting money you’re getting mad
I’m getting checks though

NEWGOTHB!TCH - OMXNEMO (feat. NERONOIR + WHYTYLXR) (Prod. Kirk)

Warped Tour

Anime & Chill

lyrics:

[ak]
When I break a bitch
I never leave the evidence
Shitting on you rappers
I don't see nobody better than
The gang be coming up
I kill them all for just for adrenaline
Kicking in your door, I do not wait for you to lemme in
Yeah

Keep that .45 tucked by gut
Oh fuck, Imma come and dust a mothafucka up
I ain't talkin just to talk
Because that shit ain't adding up
Right now I feel like giving up
But do I really give a fuck
Yeah

Imma soldier, keep my head low
Grinding till I make it
And I put that on my dead folks
Surrender control of all the things that I can't let go
Feeling like the devil
I don't see a fucking halo
Yeah

I pull with the fucking choppa, let it bust
Getting everything I want
Got me feeling like the One
If he really wanna problem, Imma smoke him like a blunt
Heard he talking out of pocket
So I got to mitt them up, yeah

Gimme all the racks
Get back or get your skull cracked
Taking what I want
You fucked up, I'm next up
Hellhound Milita
Piped up, so guess what
Kill a mothafucka, dump the body in the aqueduct
Pussy talking all this shit
But he won't ever back it up
Fucking on ya shawty
And I told her ass to back it up
Saying you a goofy when we naked
Then we laugh it up
Dropping off the bodies cause she love to see me rack 'em up

[res]
Red beam, lead piece
Holdup boy, don't test me
Holographic gleam on the sight, what a blessing
I be like a thief in the night while you resting
I remove the peace from your life, now you stressing

Glockboi, don't make me put the beam on it
Hopping out the Scatty Pack, ain't nothing but a thing homie
I keep circle very small, ain't nothin less my team on it
Chopper seem to chop them up, I let that fucker ring, woadie

I could keep it old school
Holdup Imma cock back
Thought a nigga told you
Roll up and I cop that
I be sipping soju
Pour it, Imma toss back
Imma keep it loaded in my holy water bloodbath
All my niggas rolling, got them smoking on a opp pack
I be like a soldier when I'm loading up for combat
I need mental closure, I'm still open on the contract
I got flow pneumonia, I be cold it ain't no contest
What a nigga want, huh?!
Bullet through his spleen, hoe
Watch a nigga dump once, he can't hit a thing though
All she want is tough love, I can't feel a thing, hoe
I might cut him, and leave him rotting on the bottom of the sea floor

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ak3k x do not resurrect - nuclear winter (prod. rose)

Get dancey

https://open.spotify.com/artist/5zpttOqBXJ20cTZumJvN74?si=7DMkwvUjSr60DzfYE6_WUA

HYPERPOP MOSH w/ Doe Slurp | Prod. ERMASHOV

official music video: [https://youtu.be/ahUjC5LlqMg]

lyrics:
gotta pocket fulla death
pop that rocket, stop his breath 
walk it how i talk it, spark it cock it at at your vest
got bodies dropping off his coffin
rob his guap and stomp his neck 

you probably saw me slaughter
i be saucin on you hoes
watch me slide in w my chopper 
i be cocky on the low 
if i caught him then he sobbin 
i should carve him to the bone 
i should call him oragami 
watch his body as he fold
i could huh.. 

run up with that fuckin blade 
carve a smile across his face 
try to stop me, shock his brain 
i’m walkin like i’m frankenstein 
i’ve come to fuck the game up 

nice w the mic, and my flow so cold 
i could dice w the knife, leakin rojo gold
she get piped in the night
grip her throat, don’t choke 
hit the lights think i’m high 
but i’m so composed
and it go..

lock, shock, & barrel (prod. adjacen7)

Produced by Gullyspit
Cover art by Gullyspit


Lyrics:
Is he a Man or a Monster?

Verse 1:
Why you creeping? Where you going? What you looking for?
I can help you, come inside now let me shut the door
Take a seat , can I get you something to eat ?
I can tell that you been craving looking grayer than the street
Grit ya teeth, Huh
Take a breath I know your ready  
Hands are heavy but your finger tips are empty 
Brought you back out of that coffin got you stuck to me like flies
I just a need a second nothing precious about your time 
Crooked smiles , missing teeth , with the wicked grins 
Missing needles, broken vials, and them sticking pins 
Sewing back up what was taken from your skin
Daggers in your smile 
Use soap before you rinse 
Washing off the stains, see your viens, get a glimpse
Nearer blood the bloodier it gets 
Remember every face paranoia in the flesh
Nothing worse than those empty little threats

Hook:
We the wretched
The seeds on the concrete
Mold in apartments and blood on the white sheets
We the dreaded 
That turn down the wrong street
Fear in your stomach 
Violent we might be 
Violence is likely 
Waiting for the ready set
Shredding like I’m bucket head
Shadow like a silhouette
No escaping from his vision like it’s infrared 
He ain’t get the message so we snuffed em like a cigarette 

Verse 2:
Broken heels, bloody soles, running nose
Leaving places that nobody ever goes 
Except for piggies and the crows
Masterpiece complete done by numbers in row
I got leaches for your poison 
I got poison for your woes 
Death here in abundance I got violence for the show
Kick yo shoes off at the door and kick your habits out tomorrow 
Nothing but your time and your time is only borrowed

Bridge:
Its only Borrowed x2
Nearer Blood The Bloodier it gets x4

Hook x2:
We the wretched
The seeds on the concrete
Mold in apartments and blood on the white sheets
We the dreaded 
That turn down the wrong street
Fear in your stomach 
Violent we might be 
Violence is likely 
Waiting for the ready set
Shredding like I’m bucket head
Shadow like a silhouette
No escaping from his vision like it’s infrared 
He ain’t get the message so we snuffed em like a cigarette

Outro:
Take more drugs

Crooked Little Veins

written & performed by fxckjamie
produced by omxnemo
cover art by fxckjamie

(Lyrics)

Who’s that motherfucker coming out the back 
Oh wait it’s Jamie with the strap 
I’m ‘bout to make you peasants pay me with your blood and your limbs 
Sending you to the abyss 
I’ll bury into deep in the dirt, lil bitch I hope you rest in piss

Who’s that psycho fucker coming out the water ‘bout to slaughter all you bitches like im Jason only smaller
yeah Im lurking at the lake
All yo’ lives, im ‘bout to take
Better stay up on your toes yeah
Stepping here’s your last mistake

I’m on a throne
All on my own 
I Got these bitches on my phone 
Leave me alone
Don’t fuck with me I’m in my zone
So watch yo tone 
Might send you right to the unknown 

Young punk risen from the grave  
So I’ll carry my own wave
I Consider it a save 
From what nowadays paved 
Like a bat in a cave
Only dark that I crave
So I’m not seen when I lurk 

Young punk risen from the grave  
So I’ll carry my own wave
I Consider it a save 
From what nowadays paved 
Like a bat in a cave
Only dark that I crave

NIGHT CRAWLER [PROD. OMXNEMO]

prod. by tengulovemoney
additional prod. by zaki ali 
written & performed by 4ria & gullyspit

lyrics
Transcend my sense of self worth, I can’t stop and pretend
I don’t hear the violent shudders uncovering thrills they condemn 
Lost in my mind, I’m coming with rhythms that I still figures a blend
Of every line I summon and the times I’ve been distant from friends
N-N-Nevertheless, my mind’s been fried from this commitment to spend 
All of my time, confined by limits spread like wicked incense 
V-V-Visions entrenched in vivid suspense 
In the event that I finish what’s next on the agenda, my mental laments  
While coming with sickness, so lyrically dense 
I’m seriously bent, spiritually wrecked  
It appears that I let many fears make my mental attempt to retreat to a dream
That indeed may appease all my needs with a piece of relief 
R-R-Reaping the sudden new peaks of belief on the beat
Peep the parables that I may share in full 
Up from my pedestal, but I’ve been stuck underneath this and feeling too terrible
To sail up this river of tears to the sea   
Unavailable to any b*tch tryna be someone shareable 
Sh*t ain’t for sale, I’ve been beat and made frail 'till I feel like I’ve failed all my dreams 
Leave a trail of my words to assail you
I lead holy grails of these pills, now I’m pale and a freak 
Lived a tale of deceit
I can’t stand, leave me be 
My feelings have really grown stale from the heat 
That b*tch took everything I gave for granted 
I could run the gamut, but I’m f**king damaged 
Try to understand it, but the trust was rancid 
Love was underhanded 
You could crush my heart like I crush the granite when I’m f**king manic  
Plan to leave this planet then implode 
If you’ve seen my face then you’ve seen my panic 
F**k being candid with these hoes 

Insecticides and pesticides 
An OxyContin genocide, on autopilot
Silent, slow and steady suicide, so violent 
Death to my defective pride 
Death to my unkept desires 
Death to my perceptive mind from any kind of reckless lie 
Death to these collected rhymes 
Death to dreams I emphasized
Nothing left to be incentivized when death’s upon my eyes 
Death to being westernized 
Death to any enterprise 
Death to my perceptive mind from each and all your wretched lies 

Death to lines I kept confined 
Death to time I’m stuck inside 
The stomach fills with parasites and then the body dies 
I guess I’m right to fear the barrel when it’s pressed between my eyes 
I feel the finger send vibrations from that hairpin, let it fly 
I crush the sample left me decomposed
erode and then I’m back to life 
I guess I got a habit predisposed to waste my f***ing time
I really thought I’d make it 
Really thought I’d turn out fine
Guess smoking on insecticides does wonders for the mind
Now I got 12 all in my face like a clock
I’m getting wound up by the second
Hope the words I’m saying stick
I hope my message leaves your threatened 
Sending mentions, best be careful
Past the threshold like a tenant
Leave you bloated looking pregnant, pure resentment manifested 
I connected every nerve up on my body like a circuit 
Now my appetite is endless
Now I fester for a purpose 
Let me worship my distraction 
Watch my stomach get distended 
Got you all along my fingers, a spectator for the wreckage

D-D-Death to Mother Nature, regrets rest on these records 
Death to my confessions 
Every session, I’ve contested
The test of time, you’ll never find a lie within this message 
My identity’s been intertwined with rhymes and pure resentment  
And by design, I’ll lie awake each night with these reflections of deception
You deflected, now the pain is endless 
Kick back, tit for tat, b*tches love to brag  
Eye for an eye ‘till the whole world is f**king blind 
I arrive at the conclusion that everybody still lies 
Rhymes provide solutions for my ill advised lifetime 
Death and all the rest
I’ll bid you farewell and goodbye (x4)

DEATH AND ALL THE REST W/ GULLYSPIT

Written and produced by Gullyspit

Lyrics coming soon

Kowloon

HDMI 5

Punch Out (Prod. Grizzly Gomez)

Mixed/Mastered - Hellhills
Lyrics - 

Stuck inside my thoughts I’m wondering if change can even happen Reactions produce the madness 
If I could relieve the planet from danger 
Feel my pain and my anger 
Stay saluting my people to me you’re never a stranger 
Hard to trust or navigate yourself around in the jungle but understand you’re not the only one confused with the struggle with living life 
Am I living right? 
Shadows all among us but the light remain living bright 
Something that will never die 
I can think of many ways to put an end to this 
But they refuse to open doors when facing challenges 
It’s time to recognize the truth ignore the benefits 
Because it’s not enough our worth is more than limitless 
I crumble the paper they use to tell me I’m worthless they dress in uniform in disguise of a demon, a Serpent, they wanted war on our people to change your title to servants you work a 9-5 for the low and they tell you it’s worth it
Fuck em 
Hate will never bring a good man down 
But if it’s man down, know that we don’t fuck around 
This ain’t a dying breed, me and my brothers bleed 
Revolutionary energy we come in peace  
And I can never give a damn about the shit they say 
Cuz they can build them walls but it won’t keep us all away 
There’s terrorists in the city they claim to keep you safe 
Not a badge I can trust in the land of the kkk

1962. (Prod. Oddwin)

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