I HATE YOU [PROD. 5:10] (FOLLOW MY INSTAGRAM @ERRORSVI)

Prod by Na$tii

Lyrics:

Chorus:

Let king speak
Cut on my wrist n i
Fuck on that bitch 
N I’m In till her knees week
In her cheeks please 

Let the king speak 
Not feeling shit
Still I’m up in her ribs 
N I fuck n I Leave seed
Lord forgive me

x2

Verse 1:

Let that thang pop
38 got her running
Fuck a bay watch

I’m not no having
No discussion 
Where the  damn top

I ain’t fucking with nobody 
You a damn op

Got that Russian on my side 
straight from tha gulag

You Summon a demon 
I summon a shooter
Toting a ruger 

 suck me up good ya the head on medusa
Need some Madula

Talking some shit 
But you fucking w ghouls ya

N they coming to shoot ya

Get put in the ground
When ya body get found

They say i never knew ya 

Chorus x 2

Verse 2:

God god
Bitch we down to ride
Catching homocides
40 by my side 

God god
Bitch we down to ride 
Open up your eyes
See my violent side 

I can only feel the end of a blade
Going under my veins 
Bitch I’m not here to stay 
I never came to be great
Bitch I came to decay
Don’t get in my way
Bitch I’ll cut you away

LetTheKingSpeak

When you gunna learn my fucking name?
Time to get the bands I need a bigger chain,
608 ain't the same,
As you motherfuckers with your feet already in your grave,
Please just stay in your lane,
Nobody got the time for your stupid little games,
You don't wanna see me fucking rage,
In a matter of seconds I'll bring the dawn of a new age,

I'm sick of these people tryna defy laws of 
Equal opportunities for everyone, 
your attitude is fucking disgusting,
I
Lift my head up and I look to the sky,
I feel like I got this and I don't know why,
Gunna make a difference at least I’ll fucking try.

I             (prod. ghostofblu)

SNAKES (+SOJHI) art by: lil arty

PROD. @KIRAWTHESAVIOR
COVER ART BY  HTTPS://WWW.INSTAGRAM.COM/LENFANT_/

LYRICS

I GOT NOTHING TO LOSE
SO I COME UP AND SHOOT
DEVILJIN GOT THE PROOF
NO ONE OF YOU THAT SMOOTH

AH, FUCK
ANOTHER WAR WE FIGHTING IN
FUCK
EARNING MONEY AINT A SIN
FUCK
WE DECIDE WHICH SIDE GON WIN
FUCK
ALL BECAUSE OF DEVILJIN

BITCH I STRIDE AROUND IN TEMPELS BITCH I GOT THAT THUNDER FIST
AK GOTTA PULL THE TRIGGER WAVEDASH MAKE THEM BULLETS MISS
ANCIENT AURA IN YOUR FACE THE DEMON LURKING IN THE MIST
WALKING OUT THE SHADOW FINAL FORM YOUR LUCK IS OVER BITCH

YOUR BITCH WANTS THAT STRIDA DICK YO TELL HER THAT SHE GETTING IT
I FUCK YOU UP AND FUCK HER UP  BEND HER SHE GETS STRETCHING MARKS
2K GOT A GOLDEN GLOCK EXTENDO THANG ITS RAINING HARD
A MOTHERFUCKERS BOUT TO DIE CAUSE HE WAS ACTING WAY TOO TOUGH

SOUNDCLOUD FUCKERS TALKIN SHIT I DARE YOU BITCH JUST COME PULL UP
TALKING BOUT THAT REALNESS BITCH DONT TELL ME YOU BEEN SELLIN DRUGS
YOU AINT BOUT THAT MUSIC SHIT YOU WANNA HIT THE FUCKING CHARTS
TALK ABOUT YOUR "PASSION" I DONT SEE IT FUCK YOUR SELL OUT STUFF

TRYNA GET ME LOCKED UP
RIDIN IN A MAZDA
GOT A GLOCK IM BUZZED UP
DRIVEBY HEADSHOT
SNEAKING ROUND THE CORNER GOT THE PACKET IN MY POCKET BITCH 
FEELING LIKE IM PABLO I MIGHT THROW YOU IN  A FUCKING PIT


MER-CENARIES
GOT MY FUCKING BACK BITCH
MER-CENARIES
EARNING BLOODY MONEY QUICK
MER-CENARIES
BETTER HIDE INSIDE YOUR CRIP
MER-CENARIES
TURN YOU TO A FINE ASS DISH


BITCH I GOT THAT FLOW
AY GET READY FOR THE SHOW
IM RIDING THE WHIP AND I MAY CRASH YOUR CRIP
SHARP AS MY TIPS I MAKE SURE YOU DIE QUICK
POISON MY SIDE WATCH THE BLOOD FUCKIN DRIP

TALK ABOUT THAT DEVILJIN AND GET YOUR FUCKING FACE LIFT
MEET THE MERCENARIES I MAKE SURE WE GET THAT PAYCHECK
YOU JUST WANNA FUCK ME OVER BITCH YOU WONT MAKE IT
YOU SAY IT WAS FRIENDSHIP  BUT I COULDNT CARE LESS

TEUFELSFLAMME, LICHT UND WASSER

TEUFELSFLAMME, LICHT & WASSER [PROD. KIRAW]

cover art by yours truly
produced by the amazing @0186

Lyrics : 

[NECROLYNN]

Gotta watch out better get the guns out
Imma bust out the door, blow your brains out 

spill your guts on the floor it's too late now
when you look down the bore it's too late now
when my face stained with blood it's too late now
gotta fist full of gore it's too late now

they call me heart seeker, I am your fever
Bloodletter make it flow let you weaken
ain't no soul reaper I am your terror
Gagged & bound her it won't get better

nightmare ethereal
I am visceral
fade to oblivion
and delirium

[FENRIR]

Running through the six 
And i got your fucking bitch
I dont talk to no snitch 
Hope u leaving feeling sick 

Boy im selling bricks 
Boy u know i got dat stick 
You are acting like prick 
Load the pistol hear a click

Bursting through your fucking door 
Shooting out hit the floor
Talking shit u want some more 
I dont care you fucking whore

Swish and a flick vingardium leviosa
Harry potter shit boy im a fucking loner 

Firing bazooka 
Cat piss super soaker
Got u in my scope yuh 
Kill u make u float yuh

Got the money in the bag 
Now im running from the twelve 
Im about to give you hell 
Getting locked up in a cell 

Cut on my wrist 
Suicide make a hit 
Dead in a ditch 
I got Knives in my kit

Røykt meg dum 
E så ung 
E så tung 
Trenger bom

Men an bør være god for eg skal dele an med 2

Make that fucking pussy suffer 
Dump the body in the gutter 
Tired of this cookie cutters 
Cut their stomach like it butter
Magic fucking cock 
I got rocks in my sock 
Lack emotions like im spock 
Born in blood no i wont stop

Gotta watch out better get the guns out
Imma bust out the door, blow your brains out

GUNS OUT FT. FENRIR [PROD. 0186]

Raging alcoholism type track. 
@c3of
@lvstforpain
@ventingpalace
prod @wyntyr
Art @c3of @ventingpalace

[LORD DISTORTION]
Fuck an opp
Head leaking throw the molotov
Saw it off
Pussy pull up and he falling off
Fuck your set
Tuck that semi with the hover jet
Bus it then
Flip that product boutta come again

Lethalist weapon I'm trippin not seeing direction
Its Feverish dreams in a separate dimension
Firvilous figure that pistol go screeching its endless
Get left in the river so seeping and wetted

I whip out the beam and its ended
I sell to fiends in the section
Fuck with the piece with the weapon
I pop a bean to forget it

wanna come up at the set
Spaz go bussin instead
that mag blow bodies in check
Got your girl in the bottomless depths

[PAPA SLEEP]
Break in your house and I kick in your head
Sipping that dirty sipping that fluoride
Pigs pull me over I know that a cop died

I'm boutta bust
You bite the dust
Rip off the crust
No one to trust

Too much testorone blow out your veins
Play dead like a possum you all the same
You boutta blow like the drum in your mouth
You got that poor taste irony sweeter than sorbet

Baseball bat to the head we be playing blood sports
Dirty stick I pick it up right up off the ground
You so greasy cant get bound down
Bounce out
Ain't about the Gaza watch your luck run out
better getting to running now

[LVST]
ay ay

pull to yo block with the k

tucking the 40 right next to the blade

blade to yo face if you throwing that shade

ahhhhh

why are u pussys still sippin on lean

yall a clone of the image dont copy the team

heroin needles bitch i am a feen

epidermic king but im still lookin clean

plenty green
on the scene
with a beam
at yo spleen
russian cream
with the kush
wait she gotta bush
she talking to much had to tell her to sush
plot the 11 like reagan and bush

pussy so pink like strawberry crush
you be making no bands man u blow it and flush
stomp your head till u purple and turned into mush
u dont know bout my limits till all of them pushed

[VENTING PALACE]
I'M KICKIN THE BUCKET BITCH FUCK THIS
I NEED A NYMPHO WHO LOCKS LIPS
YOU AND YOUR OTHER STAY SMOKIN' THAT CAT PISS
RUN UP ON THE SET YOU GET PRICKED LIKE A CACTUS

TIP TOEING
SNEAK DISSIN'
DABBIN' UP
SOME LIVE RESIN
QUIT BITCHIN'
THE RAP GAME IS MY MISSION
YOUR FLOWS LAME
AIN'T CREATIVE
YOU BETTER GET BETTER
BEFORE WE TAKE OVER BOY
WHY ARE YOU FLEXIN
YOUR MUSCLES LOOK FRAGILE BOY
I KEEP A KNIFE IN MY CORDUROYS
JUST IN CASE ANYONE LACKIN JOY

GAZA GAZA
GAZA GAZA
FUCK HIS HEAD UP
GAZA GAZA
GAZA GAZA
FUCK HIS HEAD UP

GAZA 2500 w/ SAINT SLEEP, LVST, VENTING PALACE [PROD. LUCY WYNTERS]

Loose Lips (feat. gullyspit)

Goth - @d6gpuke
Sudzy - @pxlse

lyrics:

[Verse 1]
Dick in her throat, I put my dick in her throat
Watch as she gargle, she choke
Tony Tough, yeah I'll fuck you up
Pussy test your luck
Run it up, I ain't playing bitch just as 20 xans
Red beam, I got red lean
You a bitch-made

[Bridge]
Bitch get the fuck out of my face
Bitch get the fuck out of my face
Bitch get the fuck out of my face
Bitch get the fuck out of my face
Bitch get the fuck out of my face
Bitch get the fuck out of my face
Bitch get the fuck out of my face
Bitch get the fuck out of my face

[Verse 2]
Bitch get the fuck out of my face
I put that bitch in the place
[?] cum on her face
I take the fact to the face
I bust that bitch in her face
Separate that I use for space
Going on for the trace
I'm going on for the fucking trace


[Hook]
Bitch you fucked up, got me fucked up
Fucked up, bitch you fucked up
Got me fucked up
Fucked up, bitch you fucked up
Got me fucked up
Fucked up, bitch you fucked up
Got me fuck fucked up

[Outro]
Dick in her throat, I put my dick in her throat
Watch as she gargle, she choke
Tony Tough, yeah I'll fuck you up
Pussy test your luck
Run it up, I ain't playing bitch just as 20 xans
Red beam, I got red lean
You a bitch-made

Goth - Stitches (Prod.Sudzy)

art by brother  https://www.instagram.com/lenfant_ // @lenfantlondon

sharks on my feet and they brand new
lightnings on my jeans turn the black blue
see me walkin thru the valley and im packed up
hear me screaming from the lungs, it is
"mercenaries next up" 

rollin up a rocket im too sporty
fuck a fandom i dont fuck with rick and morty
got a reddot and a beam its for the glorys
break out my  cage and i leave the labratory

hella bands on me i feel dead and its okay
strida might have changed
and its not in a good way
runnin thru valley
got the mercs in my back man
bitch you eat up  balls 
so i might just call you pacman
gotta lotta ammo
guess the size we play hangman
 wrist lookin smart
i could team up with ben 10
chains looking hard
i could create a goth band
eat up my part
like its cake, i want whole bands

status unknown bitch im robbing some jewlery
call the ambulance bitch im on a killingspree 
walk up to yo mans one punch equals felony  
drum mag  go hard let it rain from the balcony
flee through the desert my shit is so stacked out
opps pulling up  oh fuck it got mad loud
hydrate myself with some water no pass out
hop in the caddy and i  look for a way out

sharks on my feet and they brand new
lightnings on my jeans turn the black blue
see me walkin thru the valley and im packed up
hear me screaming from the lungs, it is
"mercenaries next up" 

rollin up a rocket im too sporty
fuck a fandom i dont fuck with rick and morty
got a reddot and a beam its for the glorys
break out my  cage and i leave the labratory


suprise!


boy turnin dead cause he went off a pill
eyes turning red cause im smoking the filth
bitch i got contacts got eyes in the hills
man its on sight i got mercs and they kill

peter piper packed a bunch  of guns in his backpack
he was talking way too loud so watch his fucking neck snap
catch me in the alleyway im sipping on some red stag
beams everywherei feel  like im playing lasertag

VALLEY 🏜️ (prod. hotello x 808goblin)

prod. @coilwound
feat. @fuckapache
art @lenfantlondon x @depthstrida

lyrics

@depthstrida
I WANNA BREAK SHIT
 HIT THE WALLS WITH MY KNUCKLES
FEELING ANXIOUS 
GOT THAT DOUBLE BARREL ON MY BACK
 IM FLANKING
MERCENARIES ON THE FRONT BITCH WHATS HAPPENIN?
 
SMOKE ON THAT BOOF AND I DONT STOP
SMOKING SO MUCH I FEEL FUCKED UP
INTERROGATE YOU - BRAINWASH
APACHE GOT THAT COLT TUCKED

MIGHT SWITCH IT BACK TO THE OLD STUFF
BACK THEN I GAVE NO FUCK
COOKING DANCE WHEN I HIT WOK
STRIDA STRIDA WALK WALK

RUN  THRU THE CUT AND IM SORTING HIS MANS OUT
SMOKE ON SOME GREEN I HEAR COLORS ITS TOO LOUD
IF HE TRYNA SNITCH ON GOD THATS A MAN DOWN
BESKAR ON MY WRIST ICED OUT CALL ME MANDO
OPEN THE TRUNK I COME BACK WEARING   BLACK GLOVES
AIM WITH THE DOT HE GET FUCKED SO HE BACK OFF 
ZOOM IN MY SCOPE HOLD MY BREATH FOR A HEADSHOT
SIT ON A TREE BITCH I REST WHAT I SMOKE ON 

PUT HIM SIX FEET DEEP
AND IM ON MY KNEES
BITCH I PRAY TO GOD
MAY HE REST IN PEACE
NEVER FEELING FREE
ALWAYS TRYNA FLEE
WATCH ME FUCK EM UP
CALLING APACHE

DEVIL CAUGHT ME AND IM PROUD OF IT BITCH
SMOKE TILL MY EYES TURN TOO RED FROM THE SPLIFF 
FEELING FUCKED UP CATCH ME UNDER THE BRIDGE
ALL MY PROBLEMS SOLVED CAUSE IGNORANCE IS BLISS


@fuckapache
all these demons
they haunt me in the night
tryna see em
never feel alright
bodys lying on the floor
pools of blood, death odor
never been afraid of gore
knock knock meet me at your door

pussy

tryna get into a fistfight?
never seen ya cuz youve always been a bitch, aight
ay
never try to talk on my name
last thing youll see is my fist buried in your face
aye
driving in fast cars
left hand turns, driving in nascar
aye
never been a pussy dont try me
fuck apache, i pull up in a amg

@depthstrida
I WANNA BREAK SHIT
HIT THE WALLS WITH MY KNUCKLES
FEELING ANXIOUS
GOT THAT DOUBLE BARREL ON MY BACK
IM FLANKING
MERCENARIES ON THE FRONT BITCH WHATS HAPPENIN?

"DEATH ODOR 🩸"  FT. FUCKAPACHE [PROD. COILWOUND]

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I HATE YOU [PROD. 5:10] (FOLLOW MY INSTAGRAM @ERRORSVI)

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