bruh #4

MIXED AND MASTERED BY EVIL
JESUS 
WRITTEN/ ARRANGED BY CHRIST DILLINGER & ALEX WACKSMAN 

INTRO: LUCY DK

VERSE 1 LYRICS:

CHRIST DILLINGER:

When I drop my new shit it’s gonn sound like a best of 
And all these other rappers they just sound like the rest of 
Who’s that?
They know 
Got goons 
They go 
New clothes 
New hoes
Prada Hugo 
We rock them shows 
Used to sell blow 
Real ass nigga never put my trust up in a smut 
On the slab cause a dirty bitch set a nigga up 
Grab another pint from the plug pour another cup 
Lean in my sprite smoke a dub bitch we double cupped
Walk in any spot tand turn it up hoe come fuck with us 
Got my own supply fuck yo plug I might set him up 
Ridin wit my niggas to the tops and you can’t roll with us 
I don’t fuck wit y’all  so you do not have to fuck with us 
My Niggas in the hood sell pebbles just to get some Cocoa Puffs 
Niggas takin xans that’s pressed and still cant be as dope as us 
Shooter gone spray in the crowd if niggas keep approaching us 
No I ain’t a Democrat and I am not  republican  
I don’t fuck with anybody  I don’t trust the government 
Oh and for all a the niggas thats sneakin and dissin Dont think that I forgot  to mention 
That spider gang birthed all a you niggas so all a you niggas is really my children

GUITAR SOLO: WENDIGO
OUTRO: LUCY DK

SELL YOUR SOUL FEAT. LUCY DK & WENDIGO PROD. FONY WALLACE

Produced by s1ninja

Lyrics:

[Gizmo]:

Slap you in da face, like this 808
Leave yo body parts scattered and mangled on tha interstate 

I get angry I’m a person you don’t irritate 
I talk a lot ah sense but you too stupid it don’t resonate

I don’t take complaints,
It’s not in my traits,
Surgery awake,
Alll my tools await,

Take the skin up off ya body and off ah ya face
Imma wake u up wit salt and bleach if I’m seein you faint
—-
Is it okay
If i 
Collect, ya souuul 

Dig your body up from out of its hole

Leave you in da rainn, turn into mold

You can call me the death patrol 

[8corpses]:


CALL ME THE DEATH PATROL
Making horror movies look so dismal
Bludgeon your fuckin skull 
Leave you speaking in tongues
 like a pentacostal
Freak of nature
Psychopathic is my nomenclature 

Wish I could say it’s all a lie 
really couldn’t care if I tried
itchin for a homicide 
Wanna take your life 
Mock you as you die 
It supersedes the feeling I get 
of 𝔰𝔲𝔦𝔠𝔦𝔡e
 
Rip you apart 
like a ketchup packet 
Sew your mouth shut like a puppet 
Use your skin to make a pocket 
Rip out your eye from its socket
like an insect 
Throw it
Then stomp it 
Fuck it
your body I’ll dissect 
Your bones I’ll collect 
Save them as an artifact 
Got that Cutthroat Zest
Wanna hear the crunch
of your skull
From a hydraulic press  
Evil Motherfucker 
always depressed
 

I Wouldn’t mind
 turning your ass to a mummy 
Leave ya body toe tagged
on a fuckin gurney 
Rip out your kidneys 
Just to make me happy
Mount your head on the wall just like taxidermy 
All these fuckers wanna talk shit virtually 
But face to face wouldn’t 
keep that same energy
Bitch I am a wolf
And you are a puppy (x2)

Death Patrol (ft. Gizmo)

prod. capsctrl

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zGd3tHxUqWk

I DON'T CARE

OFFICIAL VIDEO EDIT

I DON'T CARE (Prod. CapsCtrl) [VIDEO IN DESC!]

DARKTONES EXCLUSIVE SINGLE RELEASE FROM XANAKIN SKYWOK & SADFRIENDD "LOONEY TUNES" PRODUCED BY WINZXP

XANAKIN SKYWOK
https://soundcloud.com/xanakinskywok

SADFRIENDD
https://soundcloud.com/sadfriendd

SADFRIENDD x XANAKIN SKYWOK - LOONEY TUNES (PROD. WINZXP)

Meat Man Album 7/??/20

Lyrics:

Flesh on the pedestal
Trash get wet
From my tentacles 

It get Raw

Bled on the pentacle
Set gets head
Its a spectacle

You might fall

Bed is the sepulchral
Text turn red
Get ephemeral

It might stop

Maybe not
Imperceptible 
Open sores the receptacle

Its like god

Carnival machinery

7 eyes antagonize

Feel them breeding me

Giant flys are feeding me

Its All out war at the eatery

Roadkill fill the scenery

Expensive dead pets fed

To derisive beings

Break it with divisiveness

Raining from the sky its the iron fist


I dont
Know

My spine sick

I got crohns

And im stuck in a bathtub

Filled with shit


My grip

Knife tip

Down the anus

Be ashamed

But you still love

It all the same

It grind dick

Find it

Its Mangled and crushed

In pet cemetery

Silence

Asylum

Entangled in fuck

Solitary tightening

It fit

Im in

Non euclidean torture

A force beyond this

Go down

Get deeper

Picture of your death bed

On t shirt

That sound

It feed her

spiders

Start erupting

From the bleachers

It pounds

You get weaker

Colour out of space

Raise the fever

Your town

The detour

Fall into the earth

From the speakers

DESTRUCT [PROD. H E A L]

ERROR SVI²