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🌚 pt.3

ERR0R $vI/tekken+

ERROR / TEKKEN+

ERROR

Back the fuck up off my set
I forgive, but don't forget
You been less than what you said
You just dance around my head

Off again, dead and spent
All my bread
No more checks
Fuck a vest
I project
All my love, all my hate
Is offense
I commend
How you been
Better yet
In your head
Exercise
All condemned

I been out for a while
Guess I'm just going for smiles
Buddy wanna walk my miles
Be like me you gonna die for a while

You can't tell me wait
Still don't want this place
Sleep in my mistakes
Rip the skin from face
You want me replaced
I want love that's safe
I want less in case
They just let me cave

Back the fuck up off my set
I forgive, but don't forget
You been less than what you said
You just dance around my head

discounts (Prod. by SKOTSKR)

Biv:

Bitch I been take a loss
Life bluer than my balls
People living off the moss
Rusty, crusty, your bitch tossed
I'm still salty and I love it
I'm still the only one livin above it
I run my business, I live on the budget
Make it myself, while you bitches is puppets
All of my bitches is bussin
All of my homies made somethin from nothin
Nobody do how I does it
If they could they would of done it
If it's money then we cut it
I don't get time for discussin,
Life been on track how I run it
Ain't gonna tell you I air out the function
But I got problems from mental consumption

Back to the pack, I feel her in my jack
Rent the staff, ya daddy cut the check
Ice on the wrist, but they slit the neck
Back to back, I lay my soul to rest

Call what you want
Boy you fake with the pump
Act like you carry the stuff
You just a moufuckin punk
Action ain't shit that you trust
Bitch you a one and you done
Call what you want,
Boy you a fake with the pump

Bitch I'll take my life, before I ever claim the street
People off and dyin, but that's problems we don't see
I don't want no vulture, but they listen, act a feign
Just because my color match the world they live and breathe

I don't want no vulture, but they listen, act a feign
Just because my color match the world they live and breathe


BLCKK:

keep that bitch just to fuck it
I ain’t never really love it
body stack i’m above it
get the paper finger fuck it I love it I’m bodying bitches in public I-

yeah
got what I wanted I did it myself
all of ya people been fucking with 12
I walk around and i’m grippin my belt
yeah yeah yeah yeah

10 of my bitch can’t take that shit
double my pay yeah fuck that split
got it all black can’t see my fit can’t see that shit like

It don’t matter what you wanted i got it already can’t sell my clique
I been through it I been did it im fucking around i’m on my shit

I just bought the first gun
I just caught the first one
yeah yeah
I ain’t paying my bond
get ya brother out the pond
yeah yeah

I compare to y’all best
I could fuck up y’all set
yeah uh
I could send it through a vest
give that pussy bitch a rest
ha

I start sippin black
I can’t run it back
i’m on track
watch me hit my shit
flip that fucking bitch
let her quit

GET IT
RIGHT
BACK
HE AINT
NEVER
COMING BACK
UH
PUT THE
BITCH
DOWN
SHE WONT
LOVE ME
WHEN IM
DOWN
UH

Pain Script ft. BLCKK

It ain't problems, shit I guess so
This things just get old
The temple to the pistol
Shit if I misspoke
I am so
Done with 365, flying by till I'm numb
More than I wished for

Did I bring it on myself
We'll never tell
Baby help
I'm not feelin so well
This is probably mistakes to be askin for health

I'm a damage that'll dwell
Cold case, I'ma fail
Cold case, I'ma fail
I'm a damage that'll dwell
Cold case, I'ma fail
Cold case, I'ma fail


Fall off the face
Bitch I can't stand what I crave
I can't just live this place
I'm the worst one to say
More than I pay
Bitch I got burdened with pain,
It's a place that I saved
Just to go back up in chains
Rush your eyes through my veins
I was your only mistake

End Of Me

You don't think, you just act, yuh
You can't speak, push that back, yuh
Too attached, shit won't last, yuh
You speak sad, I'm so glad, yuh
Fuck everything that we had
I tried to bury it dead
Fuck everything that we had
I tried to bury it dead
I tried to bury it dead
I tried to bury it dead

Flash out
Back route
Fuck around pulling my past out
Life on script, with the cast out
Panicked in fits till I pass out
Deal with your shit till I blast out

And I
Cry for help, but lie
And I
Cry for help, but lie
And I
Cry for help, but lie
Die
Die

Flash Route ft. Cort (Prod. by Cort)

Dylan Noir, Walt! - Exclusion Zone! (+may_i666)

Willy Wonka Was A Child Murderer

I Don't Wanna Do This Anymore	

I don't wanna do this anymore

</3 i need some silence all these people keep dissing me. :( i aint even do anything.



(Hook)
1 2 3 4 4 5 step 
Imma pull up and shoot thru yo neck 

Bitches really wanna go aye 
Yeah I want all the smoke wait 
Death note what I wrote aye 
Press code no hope bitch 
Can’t stop till the foes switch 
Something so sinister acting so frivolous
Hoe on my dick my ex’s so envious 
How could you encourage this wait 
(Hook)
I’m the villain proud to take the title 
Everybody tryna go and be my rival 
Come around you get checked up with my rifle 
Now you’re leaking got you checking your vitals 
Open your mouth I’m pulling out your spinal 
Get in your mind refresh you back to primal 
tsykyomi never ending cycle 
Split your head to the 12 deciples 
Im the god no this ain’t my final
City fuckers sayin look what I do 
Fuck your shit yeah this city ride you 
if you talkin Bitch I will go find you 
Why you gotta go and catch a body 
How about you kiss the fucking shotty 
Choppa telescope (x2)

Bitch I’m killing everybody 
BOW

BLAME [PROD. GHOST CASTLE]

vocals: @errorsinside
production and vocal mixing by me

cover by: @sadfunerals

80K w/ ERROR

++CENTIPEDE (feat. friz, error, & sai) [prod. WITNESS]

HEART [PROD. HECTOR VAE]

i did not like hit list beta so i decided to replace the song with something fresh for yall. if you still want to listen to hit list beta its on spotify 

lyrics 
(i wrote this song off a oxy awhile ago ) 


Go find him yourself 
fight over wealth 
my brain has been stuck up onto my shelf 
inside a box where i can’t help myself 
have problems breathing 
my mind has leaving 
and leading to things that i might go regret 
haven’t even went and broken a sweat 
drink up my water it goes down my neck 
slaughter them all right in front of their rent 
stomp out they yard if fuck wit my set 
i’ll help you find god it’s the least i can do 
fun with my gun and i question to shoot 
leash up your throat and i’ll heat you up new
i thought that you knew that i wasn’t so cool 
tekken is heartless i leave em all nauseous
they wanna talk quick 
i’ll burn like arsonist 
you become dust in my palms as we speak 
i sweep you off of your feet on the street 
lay out the concrete and i put needle in teeth
i don’t like yo bitch and i don’t like yo clique 
i grip my remote and i watch and i flick 
the business is that we WILL NOT CONNECT 
YOUR SOUND IS GENERIC 
YOU ACT LIKE YOU MADE

YOUR PLAYLIST IS FADING 
YOUR BITCH GETS TO SUCKING 
SHE DONT DO IT NO OPTION 
YOU SUCH A LIL BITCH I BET YOU LIME WATCHING 

crack off the clip of my ak 
i lay them out 
and they all gon straight faced 
straight face looking like pay day 
turn off the air and i go yell mayday 
slave to the damn game
oh what a damn shame 
you looking real lame 
face all fucked up 
burning like a dead race 
plays get fucked up 
shooting at your moms place 
glock gets tucked up 
what a fucking clean case
WHAT A FUCKER WANT NOW 
ILL GO DEPLOY NOW 
PLOT ON MY SHIT THEN YOUR BITCH GETTING SHOT NOW 
YOU CAN NOT ESCAPE WHAT I FUCKING PLOT NOW 
NOW ITS A MAN DOWN 
BLOOD ON MY KICKS TO YOUR TEMPLE 
I STOMP OUT 
ROUND UP YO CLIQUE THEN I EMPTY MY SHOTS OUT 
MY WHOLE FUCKING CLIP GOING INTO YOUR SOB MOUTH 
CRY ME A RIVER MY TRIGGER IS OFF NOW 
POPPING THE SHOTS THEY CONNECTING LIKE MOMS HOUSE 
WIFI LOCATION I CONNECT TO HOT SPOT 
I BREAK THAT CODE NOW THAT BITCH GIVING TOP TOP
TEKKEN MAKES HEARTS STOP 
YOU ARENT ABLE TO MAKE WHAT THE GOD WANTS

NO OPTION [PROD. Y$57 + HMYE]

TEKKEN+ - CLEAR OUT FREESTYLE [prod. $TRANDED]

disgusting rat

Lyrics 

(Hook)

Watching my dreams hit the surface 
I cannot fuck with a serpent 
You are nothing that you claiming 
Talk on set then we banging 

Look at your struggle you bitch 
acting so tough till I empty this clip 
So hard to talk with your mouth on my dick 
Looking for words while you’re slitting your wrist 
Fucking hate people just look at my flick 
Upping my pole then I’m running your shit 
Should’ve kept vermin that name fucking fit 
You will be nothing just look at your clique 

(Hook) 


How about this huh 
I will go rip out your fibers 
How about this huh 
Go return music to sybyr huh 
Bow down to this 
Little Lewis drinking up piss huh yuh 
Wretch made you huh 
fell off so quick that’s all you talking shit bitch

SPYKE RUNNER [PROD. FUSE]

As a gift to yall, my supporters I present to you, "HATE ME" a second adaptation to "I HATE YOU".

Lyrics :


HATE ME 


yeah you’re fucked now hate me


Hook 

SWITCH BLADE TO YOUR NECK SHUT IT OFF


Bridge 

YOURE FUCKED NOW 
OUT OF LUCK NOW 
RAPPERS FUCKING HATE ME 
DO EM DIRTY LIKE 

VERSE 1

GOD OF THE CITY I KNOW THAT THEY WIT ME SHOUT OUT MY MAIN BITCH WITTY 
TRY TO STOP MY ENERGY UH 
YOU WILL BE KILLED EASILY UH

REALLY LOVE WHEN YALL HATE ME 
REALLY LOVE WHEN YALL DO THAT
REALLY LOVE WHEN YALL SUCK ME 
MY BARREL UP TO YOUR DURAG (x2)


Hook


MASTER TRASH 
YOU ALL SUCK AND THATS A FUCKING FACT
HATE ME CAUSE IM GOD AND YALL JUST FUCKING SAD 
QUICKLY, GATHER INFORMATION FUCK A PAST 
I WILL TURN YOUR BODY TO GAS AND THEN ILL SMOKE THE ASH 

Bridge 2 

FURTHER YOU ARE NOTHING BUT A LICK 



Verse 3 


ILL SHOOT RIGHT THROUGH YOUR THIRD EYE
YOU DESPISE ME 
MIND ISNT SO KINDLY 
TO THOSE DEFY ME 
WHO CANNOT DEFINE ME 
VISION CLOUDY 
LIVING WORKING RETAIL 
WITH THEM FEMALES
IM GOD OF CITY 
ILL TAKE YOUR TITLE
NAME IS A MYTH (x2)
MANUSCRIPT 
BADDEST BITCH PUKING ON HERSELF 
CAME INSIDE THAT BITCH 
SKIRTING INSIDE OF THE WHIP 
YOU BROKE AND NEVER HAD A CENT NO SENSE OF SELF REALITY
I CAN NOT BE FUCKED WITH 
HATE ME

HATE ME (I HATE YOU II) [PROD. $TRANDED]

control

please read lyrics 

lyrics 


this world undeserving of the life that we’ve been given 
shine the light and see the difference? rather take away existence 
i just wake up every day and hope that y’all will feel the same 
i destroyed the conscious in my brain 
take a pill to maintain 
yeah the consequences large 
but i don’t  give a single solitary fuck 
who the fuck gon fuck with us 
 heart is getting speared 
and your mind is getting rupt
and yo momma in the gutter 
and you got no food for lunch 
what the fuck you gon do 
when your life just ain’t enough 
we are undeserving of this shit that we’ve been given  mk ultra and the eagle eye vision 
we got coke head cops and demented politicians
we got strung out rappers and they always play the victim like
knock me to the ground in the shadows who will kick him like
find me by my grand mother’s grave with some city lights 
even when you dead you surrounded by the towers flight 

eyes in my skull still see white lies 
pain in my chest heart crush many times like
rappers don’t want rhymes they just want white lines 
cross another line you gon get your wings like


recently i’ve felt so fucking useless 
fuck a movement 
fuck a bitch and pollution 
of my mind and what i’m pursing 
what is best for me 
you’re not in the picture 
bitch it’s blessed to be 
life ahead of me 
is peace to me 
clouded by desires 
higher parts 
get the enemy
friend of me ? 
you were never there when i needed it 
speed the stick 
got no fellow ship 
i’ve been sinking ships like bitch 

KILL YOU WITH YOUR OWN FUCKING HANDS
IM THE PLAN BY THE MAN IN THE SKY 
YOU A FLY ON THE DRY WALL
HOPING THAT YOULL FALL OFF
I WILL FUCK RAW DOG 
YOURE STILL A BITCH BEEN A WHOLE ASS YEAR BRO

FAILURE CONTROL [PROD. DUTCHMAN + Y$57 + PULSE + HMYE]

GASOLINE [PROD. LUCYFXR]

LYRICS

let me move on him 


let me chase the bag
let me fuck that bitch 
lemme get the cash 
uh 
lemme whip my wrist 

you a dumb mother fucker dumb 
dumb 
i don't fuck with your brothers 
aim with rule of thumb 

you a chump mother fucker sad mother fucker sad 
talk all you wanna talk but the 40 gonna spaz 

i'm a mad mother fucker 
bad mother fucker bad
got a thought in my head
don't let me use my hands 

YOU A FUCKING JOKE

TALK ALL YOU WANNA IM COMING WITH BRICKS 
DROP ON YOUR HEAD AND YOU CEASE TO
EXIST 
TAKING AWAY ALL THE SHIT THAT THEY SPEAK
YOU WILL NOT SEE ME IM SLIDING WITH PEACE
GRIP TO YOUR THROAT IF YOU FUCKING WITH ME 
 I MIGHT DELETE SHIT 
MOVE FUCKA SHAPE SHIFT 
RUDE FUCKA SAY SHIT
LET ME SEE THE STAINLESS
AIM IT WHERE MY NECK IS

BITTER [PROD. DEADEMANE]

HALF LIFE (DIE WITH THEM) [PROD. DEADEMANE]

THIS ISN'T ME (FORCE ME DOWN) [PROD. BIV]

RID ME [PROD. AMERTUME]

SPEAKING WITH GHOSTS [PROD. SUNSETDRIVE]

STAY [PROD. RAILREPEATER]

I DESERVE THIS [PROD. TRAVIKS]

STARS ARE NEVER ALONE [PROD. Y$57]

"HALF LIFE"
THE VERY FIRST COLLABORATIVE EP FROM DEADEMANE & ERROR SVI.

DEAD TO ME [PROD. DEADEMANE]

LIKE YOU CARE ANYWAYS

LIKE YOU CARE ANYWAYS [PROD. DEADEMANE]

INWARD FORCE

INWARD FORCE [PROD. DEADEMANE]

Knowing myself I ain't seen new times
Let me out, been around piece of mind
I ain't been back in this place for a time
Seek what you want, but bitch I'd rather die
If it means the skies the places that I hide
I just survive to keep the smiles high
I am a little off with my sight
Don't take advice
So you suffer to thrive
I could keep you alive
But you locked inside
With the victim you lie
And it's past in your eyes
Fuck it I tried,
But now I resign
Bet you'll be fine
Don't mention my line
Bitch I ain't got time
Bitch I ain't got time

Was you really bout it
Somehow I just doubt it
You like all these other fucks
That somehow dream about it
I can't find my outlet
But you want this routed
Don't give a fuck about it 
Was you really bout it
Was you really bout it
Somehow I just doubt it
Was you really bout it
Somehow I just doubt it
Caught in my mental split
You wasn't more than a bitch
You held my problems then dipped
I wasn't askin for shit
Look at the pain you commit
Look what it did
I bet you love it like this
My emotions you play with
Fuck you and the fam you raised in
You was a bitch gettin caught in your statements

I'm gonna last till blow off my cap
Bitch know I'm more than my past
Nobody ever react
Fuckas want stacks
Talk like they pack
All just an act
Don't peep the stats
They fallin back
Same routine gettin lapped

THIS ISN'T ME (FORCE ME DOWN) [PROD. BIV]

ERROR SVI²