Name: L8 NITE CREEPIN (prod. Suave Lee) by Ethan Ross
Duration: 1 min 42 s
Description: download/stream: https://symphony.to/ethan-ross/l8-nite-creepin

TALK IS CHEAP! w/DELIRIUM

You’re such a fuck up

Get on your knees & suck all my nut up

Bitch you can get fucked

I’m tired of all of your shit



You’re so invasive

You’re a replacement

You are not real

How could you feel?

How with a heart so black

How when you be so whack



Bitch I go tit for tat

I’ll Break your wrist

I’ll smack your face

I’ll kiss your lips



Cause it’s game to me

I like to play angrily 

I am a demon saint to see

I ball wit god, snapping his ankles

I don’t do selfies, fuck all these angles

Satan himself, married an angel

Fuckin the world, I’m goin anal

I’m goin crazy



Bitch it’s onsight
Stabbed in the chest wit a pick made of ice
Evidence would be gone by the end of the
Said a diss now he’ll fall to the edge of my knife

He a riddance so I wouldn’t really fidget if he die
Got him pleading for his life, not on sentimental vibes
Gonna visit in your mind like I was Freddy the whole time
Should be wishing to survive I’m bouta confiscate your life



I’m doing something… bash your head you’ll remember nothing

I won’t stop cuz the blood keep rushing

I won’t knock at the door I bust in

Your life is useless, living in an illusion

People be Medusa, send em to Anubis

Bitch who the hell, told you to try me I’m perfect like cell

See your death your face go pale

Nobody will live to tell, demon I got 9 tails

Keep your ego around your face, I’ll make sure that your organs fail

Make him go missing no one found him now he on a carton of milk

Fake sum shit up on the gram I’ll show you wtf is real

I’m doing something… bash your head you’ll remember nothing

I won’t stop cuz the blood keep rushing

I won’t knock at the door I bust in

Your life is useless, living in an illusion

People be Medusa, send em to Anubis

Bitch who the hell, told you to try me I’m perfect like cell

See your death your face go..





I MAY BE CRAZY BUT I’M ALSO SMART AS FUCK

MAKIN ME THE BIGGEST THREAT

WE IN VEGAS PRESS YOUR LUCK

ROBIN HOOD, YOU FRIAR FUCK

Waist banding, while I’m sucked



Find out if I keep it tucked

I’m not asking questions

Bitch I’m letting it off

Bitch I’m letting it off

Bitch I’m letting it off

You is soft

That’s why you lose

You lack any resolve

Bitch I’m letting it off

Bitch I’m letting it off

Bitch I’m letting it off

UPPER MOON DEATH THREAT

Tags :   

#darktrap #g59 #phonk #hiphop #underground

BURYME W outsiderx & Bleed the wicked menace

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CALAMARI FT. Drear (PROD. RULZ ON)

prod. by jesskodi & zaki ali

lyrics

My heart is flammable
This world is cold, I stand alone
With a Molotov cocktail in my hand that I am damned to throw
At anyone
Who ever comes between my dreams and heavy lungs
My precious hearts already won a steady stream of thoughts
The very thoughts that lead me lost
Into the darkness with a spark of hope
Hard to stomach, I start to choke
While I rummage these parts unknown
There's no running from the darker tones of markets
Regardless if hearts are gold
Leave you starved and froze

Scatter brained, static remains
As the havoc claims
All the lives, so deprived
I'm only half ashamed
Cause I live my life like a savage
I'd rather tame
All the darkness I can't manage
The past is blamed
On my habits, these patterns
Stab me, leave tragic stains
Untethered radical
And unethical animal
Illegible statements fake
Bitch, I'd rather go
Home where I'm alone
Compatible with the madness
That I could hone

You don't get it
Don't sweat it
They'll all regret it
You don't get it
Don't sweat it
They'll all regret it
You don't get it
Don't sweat it
They'll all regret it
You don't get it
Don't sweat it
They'll all regret it
My genetics are so poetic
Yet so pathetic
You're so generic
No rebel
But that's your whole aesthetic
You don't get it
Don't sweat it
They'll all regret it
You don't get it
Don't sweat it
They'll all regret it

Back and forth
With a pattern to force your faces
To splatter to floors
I've taken drastic accord
In case my habits can't afford a new vacancy
I'm taking leave
Take it or leave it, you're better off hating me
Matter of fact, I hope you do
Stack up the fact, I told the truth
Stabbed my back
Now hold the clues to your ear
My fears still appear to revere reality
In the rear view mirror
I see you're still glad to be cheery
Hear these thoughts clearly
Like proven theories
So severely
Bitch, I am weary
Every dream and every crease
Between my feats and my beliefs
Proceed to steep my mind in sleep
To just escape, so I'll erase more hours out of the day
More power over my fate
I still scour for more encounters
To counter my lack of social life
Never lead a sober life
Confront the face of death like an overbite
I'll move over like a soldier
Want to be known like a socialite?
Shoulder to shoulder with melancholy
On this rocky path as it leads to my deathly folly
Fuck a brand or deal
Sleeping in their pajamas still
Spinning wheels like they slipped on a fucking banana peel
Spitting on a grander scale
Hitting all fucking cylinders
Lyrically witty as classic literature
A gift and curse

Scatter brained, static remains
As the havoc claims
All the lives, so deprived
I'm only half ashamed
Cause I live my life like a savage
I'd rather tame
All the darkness I can't manage
The past is blamed
On my habits, these patterns
Stab me, leave tragic stains
Untethered radical
And unethical animal
Illegible statements fake
Bitch, I'd rather go
Home where I'm alone
Compatible with the madness
That I could hone

You don't get it
Don't sweat it
They'll all regret it
You don't get it
Don't sweat it
They'll all regret it
You don't get it
Don't sweat it
They'll all regret it
You don't get it
Don't sweat it
They'll all regret it
My genetics are so poetic
Yet so pathetic
You're so generic
No rebel
But that's your whole aesthetic
You don't get it
Don't sweat it
They'll all regret it
You don't get it
Don't sweat it
They'll all regret it

SCATTER BRAINED F*CK

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PYRAMID (PROD. ZYLLER x ZEPPLIN)

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@daegho

Lyrics:

[NIKKO]
AHA!
Boy we laughing at you stupid fucks
AHA!
To the bank with all my fucking bucks 
That’s that guala, guala 
Roll em up, grabba 
Put holes in em grr-aa-tta
Damn right, we hot lava

[DAEGHO]
Creeping up outta the underground
Bitch I did this shit off my own sound
Motherfuckers tryna claim our crown
Got everybody claiming Outcast now
Let me make it clear to you
Let me make it real
I could gut ‘em like some fish and leave em wheezing out their gills
I’m a loco omnipotent killer
I’m the one to fear
What the fuck is competition 
When I’m the only one here?
So bitch the shut the fuck up
You’ll never be one of us
I know you bothered that
You can’t possibly copy, or pop off like any of us
Leave your carcass
Rotting in the darkness, regardless
It’s so hilarious when motherfuckers think they’re in the same conversation as us 

[NIKKO]
AHA!
Boy we laughing at you stupid fucks
AHA!
To the bank with all my fucking bucks 
That’s that guala, guala 
Roll em up, grabba 
Put holes in em grr-aa-tta
Damn right, we hot lava 

[NIKKO]
Yeah I started, broke and retarded 
Now I’m on it and regarded, something a god is
We both got dicks but I’m the hardest yuh 
Wait hold up pause it 
All this money need deposit yuh
Like what’s a wallet?
Fuckers soft and in the closet 
Like a jacket or a cardigan 
I’m in your hood regardless

[DAEGHO]
Umm like whats the problem?
Trust I’m gonna solve it
Got two choppers up
Like I got dual helicopters
Commando crawl through the system camouflaged, undercover
Only option?
Bodybag suckers
And leave em under covers 

[NIKKO]
Yeah 
What would you sacrifice?
I would go to war 
Go to hell 
And lose my fucking life
I wouldn’t do it once 
I’d do it twice 
Watch you get stabbed up with this knife 
And the way it’s raining blood 
I just might dance with em tonight  
Yeah

AHA!
Boy we laughing at you stupid fucks
AHA!
To the bank with all my fucking bucks 
That’s that guala, guala 
Roll em up, grabba 
Put holes in em grr-aa-tta
Damn right, we hot lava

AHA!

AHA! feat. DAEGHO (prod. LUGA)

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L8 NITE CREEPIN

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L8 NITE CREEPIN (prod. Suave Lee)

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L8 NITE CREEPIN (prod. Suave Lee)

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