HARD AF

EmoishNew

Whip list 2

Bangers XIII

Laufen

Car2

Old times

No Soul Required

PROD ME

This song is about someone but for everyone <333

Lyrics 
She had cuts all up her wrist 
And if you cared enough you would of noticed it
How the scratches her cat gave her spelled help
If only someone saved her from herself 

Her reason she went is still unknown 
She might’ve left a message if she had a phone 
But you don’t need those things when you’re all on your own 

She doesn’t bother going out 
Coz six o’clock her curfew
She don’t wanna be your friend 
Coz she don’t wanna hurt you
She hates herself but 
She’s still tryna love you
She’ll never see herself first 
Or even above you
Tell her that it’s gonna be alright coz
It worked out for them
But they care more 
about their diamonds And their gems

She tryna make the guy she likes smile 
But she hasn’t done that herself in a while 
She’s worried for his life while she’s ending hers
She’s taking medication but she’s under her own curse
She doesn’t wanna say she is depressed 
But she can’t feel a heart inside her chest
And she says it’s okay it’s alright 
She says

I don’t bother going out 
Coz six o’clocks my curfew 
I don’t wanna be your friend 
Coz I don’t wanna hurt you
I hate myself but 
I’m still tryna love you
I’ll never see myself first or even above you
Tell me that it’s gonna be alright 
Coz it worked out for them
But they care more 
about their diamonds and their gems

I don’t bother going out 
Coz six o’clocks my curfew 
I don’t wanna be your friend 
Coz I don’t wanna hurt you
I hate myself but 
I’m still tryna love you
I’ll never see myself first or even above you
Tell me that it’s gonna be alright 
Coz it worked out for them
But they care more 
about their diamonds and their gems


I don’t bother going out 
Coz six o’clocks my curfew 
I don’t wanna be your friend 
Coz I don’t wanna hurt you
I hate myself but 
I’m still tryna love you
I’ll never see myself first or even above you
Tell me that it’s gonna be alright 
Coz it worked out for them
But they care more 
about their diamonds and their gems

I don't really care Either

I dont really care Either

FOR GOD [PROD. ERROR SVI]

Dutch Disorder Heroine slowed (YALL STOP THIS IS OLDD ✋️ 😭)

DEVILS DEN [PROD. AMERTUME]

Her Love Still Haunts Me Like a Ghost

Bathroom

IG: https://www.instagram.com/shade_apollo/

Ft. @tristan-lafleur x @slen_lb x @obscurity-834349275
Prod. @clipthat
Mixed & Mastered by https://www.instagram.com/samuelthedestroyer/
Cover Art by https://www.instagram.com/whoismuski/

Spike Staircase

Official Visualizer

Spike Staircase ft. Lord Gasp x slen x XBSCVRITY (Prod. CL!PPED)

Master of Disguises

SPOTiFY

Pull up the chop
Put a dot in the scope
Bored with your comments
I’m smoking this dope
Aye I hate my life
But it won’t let me croak
I live for my family
That do it alone
Shoutout my abuela
She fresh off the boat
Brown in my skin
But it’s black in my soul
Run with them demons
We came up in snow
Raised in the frost
Hard to dig up them holes

Snakes in the grass
And they venomous
Checking when smoking
My cannabis
Shaking the bag up
Like can it hiss?
Doubling down when I’m spitting
It’s effortless
Here with the crown
Interrupting his excellence
Therapy? Talking to objects
Inanimate
Rolling a blunt with no seeds
Cause I planted it
Really be off of that shits
They can’t handle it

Pick me up and rush me to the charred
I be the blaze
Swimming like a shark to eat the shawty
In my gaze
Never know just what to say
Until I get her in a grave
I’m a demon, I’m a barber
I be running all them fades
Sweeney Todd a motherfucker
That be stepping out of place
Slice a neck and then dissolve
In the bottom of the bay
Till I’m burning all the photos
And the bodies looking gray
Go to sleep and then I’m dreaming
About them carving up my fate

Cashapp when I’m feeding
That’s a bonus
Mixing up that bud
In my components
Mixing all the blood up
Like I’m Kronos
Condiments and condoms
In her lotus
She already know
That I’m the coldest
Baby girl I wanna know
Your motives
Looking all my past up
Like it told us
Burning from the warmth
I hope he hold us

Glock got a switch
In the back of my pack
Put two in his face
Then I’ll say it’s a rap
Tripping on shrooms
In an alley, all black
I just ate up your bitch
In the dumpster with trash
Light up a blunt
Then I smoke till it’s ash
And then roll up another
I need me some hash
I’m deep in my sorrows
I can’t wait to pass
Asleep at the gallows
Rope tighten up fast

Pick me up and run me to the darkness
While I’m fading
I just wanna live until I tell my mom
I made it
Dripping on the carpet with my blood
It really staining
Slip into the back and then I’m waiting
For my payment
Pick me up and run me to the darkness
While I’m fading
I just wanna live until I tell my mom
I made it
Dripping on the carpet with my blood
It really staining
Slip into the back and then I’m waiting
For my payment bitch

ZORITA (Prod. SKILL SYRUP)

www.instagram.com/moonluvsluna/
www.instagram.com/thefukdupklt/

LYRICS <333

shot the fucking dart
straight through life support
made it though my heart
(made it through me yeah)
i’m lost in the dark
don’t know where you are
made it through my heart
(made it through me yeah)

lonely, all i know
can you give me hope again ?
hold me, oh so close
when i see the ghost of him

i cannot fight anymore
there’s blood all on the floor
i hop up in my car
i slam the fuckin door
fuck all of the back and forth
just fucking kill me more
that’s all i’m asking for
just fucking kill me more

so put me in my grave
and say goodnight
wish you a farewell
i won’t think twice

lonely, all i know
can you give me hope again
hold me, oh so close
when i see the ghost of him
lonely, all i know
can you give me hope again
hold me, oh so close
when i see the ghost of him

shot the fucking dart
straight through life support
made it though my heart
(made it through me yeah)
i’m lost in the dark
don’t know where you are
made it through my heart
(made it through me yeah)
shot the fucking dart
straight through life support
made it though my heart
(made it through me yeah)

lonely, all i know
can you give me hope again ?

kill me more (prod. sxzu x dutchrevz)

OPPRESS

Spend my money on her
Put a load in 
She a laundromat 
40 hours 7 days a week 
I want my money bag 
Full of cowards 
All you do is talk
And I’m not fond of that
Full of power 
Call me fire ronin 
Ima thundercat
You so full of shit 
You fillin diapers 
Like a rug rat 
Better change them britches 
If you don’t 
Then I’ll get on your ass 
Really sour
Better pucker up 
I’m not no trolli bag
I’m really foul 
Ask em when you see em 
How much fun we had 

I’m Harry Potter
Underneath the stairs
A lil dirty rat 
While your in the shower
Imma take your shit 
And imma scurry back 
I been empowered 
When I need I take it 
I don’t lollygag
Chargin by the hour, 
Picks between your legs
You best say sorry dad

I’m not sober 
Vision turnin Irish 
It be Dublin 
Red all in my beard 
No it’s not blood 
That shit be rusted
Come on over
Let’s get hot and baked 
Just like an oven 
Casanova
Gotta lotta ladies 
I’m McLovin 

Issa collateral
2 shots to the face 
While I’m on adderall
Federal 
Throw that shit behind me 
Like a lateral 
That’s unbearable 
Better make some shit up 
That’s more credible
Its inedible 
Eatin at your flesh 
Just like an animal

Riding the water 
I’m not the river 
I’m the motion
Oh Heavenly Father 
Oh please forgive me 
For my notion
No reason to bother 
He be the reef 
And I’m the ocean
The cannon,
We fodder 
I be the reason 
For explosions

Spend my money on her
Put a load in 
She a laundromat 
Hands are always tingling 
Man, I’m bouta have a 
Heart attack 
Mirror up on the ceiling 
I look up 
And she gon’ throw it back 
Says she don’t like my demeanor
the way I dress,
I look like sewer trash 

Hair is tanglin 
Man this shit so long 
That I could change my gender
Sentimental I be swiping left
We ain’t gon’ match on tinder 
If you not a spitter 
Lemme taste your rainbow 
Like I ate a skittle 
And I’m noncommittal 
I don’t want no label
I’m not your babysitter 

Ole ebony lover 
I’m here to meet you 
Wagwan 
Listen FuckMotha
I’m really gangta #1 
Have a sesh in the lobby 
I’m really coughing up a lung
Man,
Is daar nie iets om te drink nie
I feel the cotton
On my tongue 

Spend my money on her
Put a load in 
She a laundromat 
40 hours 7 days a week 
I want my money bag 
Full of cowards 
All you do is talk
And I’m not fond of that
Full of power 
Call me fire ronin 
Ima thundercat

ScurryRat [ADHD]

Vois sur ton chemin

Vois sur ton chemin (Techno Mix)

Bring It Fine (slowed)

𝙙𝙚𝙖𝙩𝙝 𝙞𝙨 𝙣𝙤 𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙚 (𝙨𝙥𝙚𝙚𝙙 𝙪𝙥)

Lyrics:

Dreams
They follow me around
Dreams
They follow me around
Dreams
They follow me around
Dreams
They follow me around

Lately I been thinking about the time that you left
Body levitating, breathing without taking a breath
I'm still picking up the pieces from the puzzle you wrecked
Body burning like the Nazarene, the mother she wept
I been waking up in shambles, all my thoughts are a mess
My bones are aching and groaning, a sinking pain in my chest
When I'm sleeping there's a voice that lets me know it's upset
Hallucination dripping from me in a puddle of sweat

Hop out of my noggin, I don't know ya
Demon followed me to Arizona
Preaching out against me in a major way
Pay your rent in my head, old persona
I'm familiar with that stank aroma
Dreams have followed me
It seems they're here to stay

(KAMAARA)
Stick to your story
Overextend you bend you break you eat the take and wash down the glory
I know she badly bad you're madly sad upset she really adore me
I got the car the drip the coat moncler the glicks so please do not bore me
Buried a lie to tie a tie if lies could bite this shit could get gory

Open the sun and stow away a wasted day like it's not important
E on her tongue the cost to love is hard to pay when you can't afford it
Give me the keys the red ones too I dodge and weave I muh fucken floor it
Minimal space I lie awake and smell decay but tend to ignore it

(Witchouse 40k)
Crawl with the rats out the mud,
Zombie rot em, put a shot in your back up
Boy see the back of my gun with it
Pullup on em, and I'm bringing his past up
Past up
Hop out the coffin, I walk out the bottom alone, got a glock and a mag on my nuts
Sediment talkin, my skull full of holes, see the maggots around, I got bats in my blood

Ghosts in the patch and we carve em out,
I spin the block on em, haunted house
Ghost in the face, leave your body out
Camber your bones till they bottom out
Glock on my body, I shot at your body, I rot em, he turn to a ghost town
Fully auto wit the blicky, your block looking haunted, I'm hearing these ghosts sounds

Nobody but the soul found, keep the pole out when I pullup on em
Cold house, I was broke down, now a gold mouth when I pullup on em

Dreams
They follow me around
Dreams
They follow me around
Dreams
They follow me around
Dreams
They follow me around

prod. MOSSBACK
support: https://www.patreon.com/mossback

Skinwalker Social Club

STRIGOI

STRIGOI (feat. KAMAARA & Witchouse 40k)

@txazz
@six_blades

[LYRICS]

TXAZ:
?

RATTLESNAKE:
I DESTROY HER LIFE THEN I TEACH HER HOW TO TIE A NOOSE 
BLADE STUCK IN HIS STOMACH I GOT BLOOD ALL ON MY FUCKING BOOTS 
I'M TOO FUCKED BITCH I'M IN NEED OF A LOBOTOMY 
PULL UP IN A UH IMA PULL UP IN A FUCKING

IMA PULL UP IN A TANK
PUSSY U ARE GONNA DIE TONIGHT
MAKE HIM FUCKING DRINK 500 MILLIGRAMS OF CYANIDE
PULL UP WITH THE GANG? UR EMBARRASSING URSELF
BITCH STOP ACTING ALL HARD YOU SHOULD JUST GO AND COMMIT SUICIDE

S!XBLADES:
555, GONNA KILL HIS FAMILY
TO NIGHT NIGHT NIGHT YEAH, BITCH I'M AN EPEDEMY
FUCKER YOU DON'T MAKE SHIT
JUST GET OUT OF MY FACE BITCH
YOU WON'T GET INTO PLAYLISTS
UNLESS YOU FUCKING PAY BITCH

BREAKING DOWN HIS DOORKNOB
BITCH I AM A WARLOCK
GONNA LET HIS BRAIN SPILL ON THE CARPET WITH MY 4 SHOTS

FUCK ME UP
CUT ME UP
DO IT AGAIN AY
SHOW ME THAT I AM A FAG WITH NO FRIENDS

WARLORD (FT. TXAZ + S!XBLADES) [PROD. TXAZ]

prod https://soundcloud.com/sorrow_bringer

LYRICS: I love bad bitches that's my fuckin problem
And yeah I like to fuck I got a fuckin problem
I love bad bitches that's my fuckin problem
And yeah I like to fuck I got a fuckin problem
I love bad bitches that's my fuckin problem
And yeah I like to fuck I got a fuckin problem
If finding somebody real is your fuckin problem
Bring ya girls to the crib maybe we can solve it
Hold up bitches simmer down
Takin' hella long bitch give it to me now
Make that thing pop like a semi or a nine
Oh baby like it raw with a shimmy shimmy ya
Huh, ASAP get like me
Never met a motherfucker fresh like me
All these motherfuckers wanna dress like me
Put the chrome to your dome make you sweat like Keith
Cause I'm the nigga, the nigga nigga
Like how you figure?
Getting figures and fuckin bitches
She rollin' swishers for her bitches
I bought my niggas they getting bent up off the liquor
She love my licorice, I let her lick it
They say money make a nigga act nigger-ish
But at least a nigga nigga rich
I be fuckin' broads like I be fuckin' bored
Turn a dyke bitch out have her fuckin' boys
Beast
I love bad bitches that's my fuckin problem
And yeah I like to fuck I got a fuckin problem
I love bad bitches that's my fuckin problem
And yeah I like to fuck I got a fuckin problem
I love bad bitches that's my fuckin problem
And yeah I like to fuck I got a fuckin problem
If finding somebody real is your fuckin problem
Bring ya girls to the crib maybe we can solve it
I know you love it when this beat is on
Make you think about all of the niggas you've been leading on
Make me think about all of the rappers I've been feeding on
Got a feeling that's the same dudes that we speakin' on, oh word?
You ain't heard my album? Who you sleepin' on?
You should print the lyrics out and have a fucking read-along
Ain't a fucking sing-along unless you brought the weed along
Then ju- (okay, okay, okay...)
Then just drop down and get yo' eagle on
Or we can stare up at the stars and put The Beatles on
All that shit you talkin' bout is not up for discussion
I will pay to make it bigger, I don't pay for no reduction
If it's comin' from a nigga I don't know, then I don't trust it
If you comin' for my head, then motherfucker get to bustin'
Yes Lord, I don't really say this often
But this long dick nigga ain't for the long talkin
I beast
I love bad bitches that's my fuckin problem
And yeah I like to fuck I got a fuckin problem
I love bad bitches that's my fuckin problem
And yeah I like to fuck I got a fuckin problem
I love bad bitches that's my fuckin problem
And yeah I like to fuck I got a fuckin problem
If finding somebody real is your fuckin problem
Bring ya girls to the crib maybe we can solve it
Yeah ho this the finale
My pep talk turn into a pep rally
Say she's from the hood but she live inside in the valley now
Vacate in Atlanta, then she going back to Cali
Got your girl on my line, world on my line
The irony I fuck 'em at the same damn time
She eyeing me like a nigga don't exist
Girl, I know you want this dick
Girl, I'm Kendrick Lamar
Aka Benz is to me just a car
That mean your friends need to be up to a par
See my standards are pampered by threesomes tomorrow
Kill 'em all dead bodies in the hallway
Don't get involved listen what the crystal ball say
Halle Berry, hallelujah
Holla back i'll do ya
Beast
I love bad bitches that's my fuckin problem
And yeah I like to fuck I got a fuckin problem
I love bad bitches that's my fuckin problem
And yeah I like to fuck I got a fuckin problem
I love bad bitches that's my fuckin problem
And yeah I like to fuck I got a fuckin problem
If finding somebody real is your fuckin problem
Bring ya girls to the crib maybe we can solve it

Deleted Account (Prod. Sorrow Bringer)

Lyrics:

Breath, drawn into the chest
Oxygen flow through the blood in your head 
Detach that shit from the neck 
Love the way moonlight bring out all the red, no dress
But for me this shit like sex 
I came for the hunt and can't wait 'til I bring you death
Yes i'm above all the rest 
An angel from heaven and no my sword can't wait to bless

Pests 
I'm moving lethal i'm never no less
I ain't got a PC just specs on the tec
Ain't sayin you won't make it but boy it's a - stretchhh
Like i'm stretchin your flesh 
Fuck bout no money I want my respect 
I'm pressing this piece to his head make a mess 
Could call me Paul Walker , i'm fast as it gets

One down lay dead 
We get down like that
Said i'm gon rain fire 
When I tote my fire 
Watch how my glock hi-top skin fades -
This beam his face 
Girl i'm riding round whats the location 
Pull up with the drive by leave his home vacant 
Boy you know that you could die bout this money i'm making 
All this muhfuckin paper
Chasing
Horns pierce the skin on my head call me Satan 
Say that I ain't bout it at this point you hatin
Scythe with the hoodie they know that I'm takin yo

Breath, drawn into the chest
Oxygen flow through the blood in your head 
Detach that shit from the neck 
Love the way moonlight bring out all the red, no dress
But for me this shit like sex 
I came for the hunt and can't wait 'til I bring you death
Yes i'm above all the rest 
An angel from heaven and no my sword can't wait to bless

Pests uh 
Like insects, best watch where they step 
Incense, want smoke , cigarette 
Infected and i'm seeing red
You will regret 
Pest pest you will regret 
Pest pest you will regret 

Pest
 
Pest

PEST

NIKKO - PEST (prod. Kiraw)

THIS ONE IS FOR THE MOSH TO TWEAK OUT TO!

SOCIALS:
Instagram - https://www.instagram.com/ssjdaki/
TikTok - https://www.tiktok.com/@ssjdaki
Twitter - https://twitter.com/dakialmighty

LISTEN TO THE SONG ON ALL PLATFORMS:
Spotify - https://open.spotify.com/track/4jFdrKsm6edP3y0wwYifaA?si=2c0695bcbdbc4603
Apple Music - https://music.apple.com/us/album/bum-rush-simon-says/1712240391?i=1712240392

LYRICS:
BUM RUSH -
OK LIKE RUSH RUSH RUSH
I FUCK IT UP
I STAY WITH KARMA, THATS THE MOB
YEA WE CAN NEVER GIVE NO FUCKS
DONT NEED NO ARMOR WHEN WE SLIDIN
WE GON SMOKE EM OUT LIKE RUNTZS
I CALL HER DAHMER, SHE GON EAT ME UP
SHE LOVE IT WHEN WE FUCK

CUZ WE BEEN MOVIN LIKE THE BEST ONES
MY NIGGAS NEXT UP
I LET EM KNOW, I ALWAYS FLEX UP
I LET MY CHEST PUMP
THEY TRIED TO FOUL ON US, THEY MESSED UP
I LET THAT TEC DUMP
ITS SSJ, HE KNOW TO BLESS BUCKS
GO GET YOUR CHECKS UP

I BEEN PUTTIN THIS PRESSURE ON FOR A MINUTE
THEY BEEN BEGGIN FOR AIR BUT I CANT FORGIVE EM
BULLETS KNOCKIN EM DOWN, LOOKIN LIKE A MIDGET
HOW WE RIDE IN THE NIGHT, TELL EM FUCK A TICKET
HE WANT HEAT THEN WE PUT THAT BOY ON A SKILLET
KEEP A BURNER, I GRIP IT WITH OVER MITTENS
ALL THESE NIGGAS ARE PUSSY, A BUNCH OF KITTENS
BUT THEY TALKIN TO ME LIKE THEY FUCKIN WIT IT

LIL NIGGA I CANT GO
HIT HIS EYE, CUT HIM UP LIKE DEATHSTROKE
MINIMIZE, TURN THAT BOY TO DUST
CHOPPA FINNA DUMP, MAKE HIM UP THE TEMPO
IMMA GO STRAIGHT FOR THE END ZONE, FOR THE WIN
LIL BITCH I PUSH AND PUSH AND PUSH
AINT NO LOVIN
AND ALL THAT SHIT THEY SPITTIN IS NOTHIN, DIRT
ITS LESS THAN THIS RUBBISH

OK LIKE 
RUSH RUSH RUSH RUSH RUSH RUSH RUSH
I TELL EM
RUSH RUSH RUSH RUSH RUSH RUSH RUSH
I FUCK IT
UP UP UP UP UP UP UP
YEA GO AND 
RUSH RUSH RUSH RUSH RUSH RUSH RUSH

SIMON SAYS -
HEARD THAT THESE NIGGAS WERE FEELIN TOUGH
THEY WANT WAR WELL IM TELLIN EM "LETS GO"
POP A ROCK IN HIS TOP LIKE A HEADSTONE
KEEP A STICK AND IT MAKE HIM GO (HEY!)

POP, PRESTO
WE ON SHIT THAT COMPETING WITH DEATH ROW
RIDE AROUND WITH THAT (SHH), WE CANT LET KNOWN

I CANT LET EM GET UP TO MY PACE, NOT EVEN LITTLE BIT
I BEEN BETTER THAN NIGGAS SINCE A LITTLE KID
I WAS 15 AND POPPIN IN THE 916
THROW THAT BOY IN THE PIT, IM KICKIN AT HIS RIBS
NOW GO LISTEN UP AND DO WHAT SIMON SAYS

WALK WALK WALK WALK WALK WALK WALK
OK YEA
WALK WALK WALK WALK WALK WALK WALK
OK NOW 
MARCH MARCH MARCH MARCH MARCH MARCH MARCH
OK YEA
MARCH MARCH MARCH MARCH MARCH MARCH MARCH
OK NOW 
THROW THROW THROW THROW THROW THROW THROW
YEA GO AHEAD
THROW THROW THROW THROW THROW THROW THROW
OK NOW 
GO GO GO GO GO GO GO
YEA YEA YEA 
GO GO GO GO GO GO GO GO

BUM RUSH! / SIMON SAYS!

BUM RUSH! / SIMON SAYS! (PROD. MUD)

TORMENT - pranav.wav & bumboi

HOLY MOLY (Prod. Or.1ove)

.           INTL. TYRANT SECT
MICTLAN TERROR PROPAGANDA
.            “And the Angels wept…”
.               Prod. Lil $wedden
.           “EVERYTHING I HATE…”


LYRICS
——————————————————————

Dead language fills the room 
I recite the words another body burned
And now the city streets all reek of death

my sacred chalice runneth over 
Hatred malice takin over 
Let it eat me up until my final breath

I’m fear incarnate to the lower
Resurrection corpse controller 
Carnage on me I just made a bloody mess

I want your wings and I won’t stand for any less
If he had faith there’s nothing left 
The reason why the angels wept

I see wrath in my reflection 
Offer up blood to make connections 
Sacrificial slaughter 
My new roster is the holy section

Surgical swiper organ robber
I just found my new obsession 
harvesting kidneys like they copper 
Human flesh in my digestion


Countless victim gathered lined up placed in my procession
Every night I’m straying further
End all life with no exception 
Black cathedral I spread evil always knew that I was destined
I provoke the urge in man 
And lead him in the wrong direction

Dead language fills the room 
I recite the words another body burned
And now the city streets all reek of death

my sacred chalice runneth over 
Hatred malice takin over 
Let it eat me up until my final breath

I’m fear incarnate to the lower
Resurrection corpse controller 
Carnage on me I just made a bloody mess

I want your wings and I won’t stand for any less
If he had faith there’s nothing left 
The reason why the angels wept


Instagram
@__usurper__mtp
@swarm_of_tyrants

And the Angels wept… [Prod. lil $wedden]

if you hear me baby 
i been calling out your name
from in your speakers baby
i might die without your love
but i'm a demon baby
you got god but im the devil
can you feel it baby
can you feel it baby

i got motion now
every body wins
but we all lose
yeah you're that one that counts
faded at my finger 
point 
you out
from any crowded room
i might have to die alone
cause no one could compare to you

(hook) 


lived my best moments already
now i can rest away 
the pain that weighs my heart
from your absence 
it takes my light away 
the bitches that i fuck 
just a crutch to distract me far from you
the line i hung up on 
drained my soul 
and i handed it to you

what if it's not enough
what if it is enough

WHAT COULD BE [PROD. EZRAH]

Suicide Door (Ft. Stemodity)

7xvn - SOLD MY SOUL FOR $50

IF I WAS GOD (FEAT. DEEMXNN) [PROD. EZRAH + AKVRI]

Stay back as I rap pistol loaded
You're wack as you rap is you lagging
Straight facts everybody think they on shit
JavaScript like I'm coding the back end
Sit back relax I know I got this
Hit back to back we're never lacking
Win right to left you know I'm stacking
Big bags in the trunk as I'm driving

Stay away I don't care if you miss me
Die alone by the way that you're living
Now I know that you're loving me
Sad songs as I need to bleed
Yeah it's fucking amazing how we made it this far
Stuck in a maze only stare at the walls
All of these faces made me scared of the dark
Know someday we'll be living it large

I keep calling, but nobody feel the same
I'll keep fighting cuz nobody can take me down
I keep calling, but nobody feel the same
I'll keep fighting cuz nobody can take me down

Stay back as I rap pistol loaded
You're wack as you rap is you lagging
Straight facts everybody think they on shit
JavaScript like I'm coding the back end
Sit back relax I know I got this
Hit back to back we're never lacking
Win right to left you know I'm stacking
Big bags and I mo'fuckin' count it

99magic

GATES (FEAT. SYBYR)

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Multi-faceted artist Poppy and multi-platinum selling DJ/producer Diplo release their new single for the soon to be much talked about “Time Is Up.” The single is the latest off of Poppy’s forthcoming album via I’m Poppy Records/Mad Decent. 

Additional production by Vaughn Oliver.

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Time Is Up (feat. Diplo)

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Poppy - Time Is Up (feat. Diplo)

SKINNY

SUFFERING [PROD. 19AKIRA + LUCYFXR]

s v i

lyrics 

stop drop nobody walk 
next person moving is bound to get shot 
knock knock here comes the cops 
i got a throat taking all of my cock 


comfortable in misery you lie to me i’ll break your teeth 
succumbing to just such a leash you limit mind and astral preach 
i learned almost everything that every happened actually 
i am one with god and god is what the fucks controlling me 

bend open forwards my motive is choking i wish to be killed and laid with the moment for death is approaching i’m smoking away almost every connection i wish that i slaved in a different direction than jerking erection and working for shit 
fuck all these people they twerking for clicks 
riding a weapon your bitch fuck wit jits 

owe nobody favors this my life and my labor 
if you tell me that you with it im expecting nothing different 
had a bitch that fucked my homies now that dude is chasing on me 
want my plays and my attention? fuck your life you’re better dead 

hook 


i still got depression and this stress it’s fucking with me 
but my family always with me you know who the you is 
anxious all the time like is my girl cheating on me? 
is she sleeping with another i learned to numb it out 
people take advantage yeah they want my leverage and my setting 
if you treat me like i’m nothing then i’ll take everything

NOBODY [PROD. NATEC + RAILREPEATER + $TRANDED]

FT. - @depthstrida
PROD. - @kirawthesavior

<3 luv u guys

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