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Numb (feat. nocloud)

MOBBS RADICAL x LOWEYEZDUUG- HELLZONE(PROD. KRONA)

PROD. SIXTHELLS
SPOTIFY https://open.spotify.com/album/5BFeFE9NapWrUTamjwxVm2
APPLE MUSIC https://music.apple.com/br/album/bodied-feat-prompto-single/1564346086?l=en

Take advantage move in silence slit your throat
See me creeping fucking lurking at your door

Everybody follows everybody
Taking bodies if you motherfucking try me
Take advantage move in silence slit your throat
See me creeping fucking lurking at your door
Don't need to cut your wrists you fucking bitch just take it in
Take off my bucket list to stop a bitch from getting here
Stop the nonsense Sixthells here till coffin
Living awful bitch you know my car full of junk
Just be careful I got space for bodies in the trunk
Got my goggle seeing straight you're just a fucking bum
Living awful bitch you know my car full of junk
Just be careful I got space for bodies in the trunk

Bodies in the trunk these mothafuckas stepping up to me
Hop inside and take a ride go so fast that your nose will bleed
The seven seas she take the seed we navigating through the breeze
Call her Nami she so sloppy hourglass the sand that seeps
Uh
Fucked up
Ima sinner
What's up
Come and get it
Touched up
She not into
Butt stuff
Ha ha

Watch out
Keep my name out your mouth
Yeah my brains rotten out
I don't care bitch I'm still so fully charged
Ima star
Comin far
Yeah just watch me come and go
In the center of this plane and I'm phasing to a ghost
Uh oh
Who is that it's Prompto
I'm a devil in the night
Now it's time to sacrifice

Everybody follows everybody
Taking bodies if you motherfucking try me
Take advantage move in silence slit your throat
See me creeping fucking lurking at your door

Bodied

YOUTUBE

Bodied (feat. Prompto)

SALIVA GREY x 99ZED- SKULL CRACK!

@sectunit

LYRICS:

Verse 1: (tuMaggz)

I don’t tell these pussies shit cuz
Pussies talk a lot
I won’t pass a pussy shit if smoking
Woods still makes him cough
Don’t step foot on Gladstone
We protect the spot like Camelot 
All my Hellhounds down to scrap 
We swing em hard with all we got

Riding
To the spot we wylin
Hit a motherfucking cop he dying 
Hit a motherfuckers block while smiling 
Took a son from his mother she crying 
All of this shit ain’t tough talk 
Everybody hates a nigga no Chris Rock 
Everybody wanna see a nigga wrist locked up in some steel 
I ain’t talking bout no wrist watch

Yeah that boy might kill his parents but he ain’t gon kill me
Met a foreign bitch from Paris she gon get on both knees
Got a fresh pack boy you smoking on that old tree
With yo dusty musty crusty ass boy you ain’t no OG

Whole game fucked 
All you niggas got it criss cross
See you stunting on em 
Why you rocking all the Ross drip
Smoking on that wood tip 
Cheaper than a Cheese Nip
You be sucking dick
For a feature on some bullshit
Shooter with a full clip
Boy drop that pin
Got seven whole niggas like Sect finna send 
Straps can stay back handle this like some men
But we know you a coward so we gon roll in 

I don’t tell these pussies shit cuz
Pussies talk a lot
I won’t pass a pussy shit if smoking
Woods still makes him cough
Don’t step foot on Gladstone
We protect the spot like Camelot 
All my Hellhounds down to scrap 
We swing em hard with all we got

I don’t tell these pussies shit cuz
Pussies talk a lot
I won’t pass a pussy shit if smoking
Woods still makes him cough
Don’t step foot on Gladstone
We protect the spot like Camelot 
All my Hellhounds down to scrap 
We swing em hard with all we got
	
Verse 2: (Sect Unit)

We swing em hard with all we got
I knock a nigga out his socks
We pull up on him like we lightning leave his ass straight fuckin shocked, huh
Now he lookin at the sky, cause that bitch got fuckin dropped
Smokin good shit got me coughin 
Put him in a coffin and leave him to die
Bitch nigga run up on me then he must got a death wish 
Floppin around like a dyin fish
Rich nigga shit I’ll hit you with a fresh whip
Playin wit me and you dyin bitch 
Prayin to not see god and shit
Sayin you just want out of it 
And I’ll put you out yo misery 
The last thing you’ll fuckin see is me
Wit a smirk on my face 
I bet the shit that you said you wanna take back 
That’s not how it work in this place 
You just another fuckin homicide case
Homicide, suicide, genocide, I call that shit icin the cake 
They say Sect you don’t got a fuckin heart
Then I got a organ to take 
Then I got a organ to steal
Everything so fake to me so it ain’t hard to point out what’s real
I got bitches that pay for the bill
Them niggas go crazy yeah they go stupid when they be off of them pills
I put that pussy right in a coffin then I’m headed to the hills
Bitch

Coughin' (feat. Sect Unit)

GET OUT MY FACE [prod. zens beats]

https://soundcloud.com/misheardofficial

[Verse 1: IX FALL$]
Run up with the Mac on attack
Grip 45 loaded
Send you running back
With a back brace
Back lash
Pull up with the mother fucking stick
This about to get a whole lot better
Suffer in pain
Go ahead and cry about that time you fell
Got nothing to gain
Unless your doctor says so then I wish you well
Got an itch on my back
But I can’t reach
Can’t sleep
Livin’ like I really wanna get it
But I never gonna get it
If I think about a thing or two
It takin up my time
And then it takin' all my credit
But forget it
I will never go reverse to watch my past and troubles
Self-reflection on repeat so all my streams are doubled

Got the blade intact
Wanna cut my throat
Be ahead of the game
If they cut off my flow
With a woven story line
That’s fabricated lies I tell
Livin' a life in oblivious phases
I couldn’t tell the difference
Failed suicide number 9 I fell

Hit em’ with a punchline
Call my Keanu
Cuz I’ve been livin’ 20 years
But 77 of my thoughts felt like a death game
Gotta stop at 4514
Cause that’s spelling out the place where I die without all the pain

All my secrets complicated made out as a lie
Friends are playing Chinese whispers tryna make it simplified
Mix the words up
Make it worse
I’m boutta blow up like some dynamite
And like I said you mix it up
And nah, I might go and die

[Verse 2: Misheard]
All of these walls are closing
Starting to run out of breath
Why am I one to be chosen
Feels like there's nobody left
Forcing a smile but I'm choking
Afraid that I'm asking for help
Are you able to tell that I'm broken
I just wanna feel like myself

Take it all back i just wanna see red
Pull that trigger better hope I'm dead
Mind so fucked that I'm smoking lead
Neck so tight as I pull that thread
I'm sick of everybody coming round and annoying me
While these killas come around and watch my ego destroying me

Taking a step, killing the rest
Countin' the bullets that enter your chest
Pain in my head better off dead
Waiting for demons to put me to bed
Something I said downing my meds
Can't comprehend what is roaming my head
Starting again stabbing my pen
Bleeding while watching our life through a lens

I'M SICK OF ALL THIS FUCKING SHIT THAT
PUTS ME TO THE GROUND
I'M HANGING ONTO LIFE
BEFORE MY THOUGHTS BEGIN TO DOWN
I'M STUMBLING AROUND
I AIN'T NO KING WITHOUT MY CROWN
THIS QUARANTINE GOT ME FUCKED UP
BECAUSE OF ALL THIS FUCKING LOCKDOWN

SPOTIFY

ITCH (ft. Misheard)

REALLY WITH IT [prod. erlax]

aaaaaaa

Lyrics:
i gotta itch that
won't quit
no cap
fucking bitch slap
yo vibe
so cracked
hear the diss that
no lie
won't stack
got wrist strapped
red sight
red dash
on the 5th lap
so high 
so gassed
never feel relaxed
slide by
drive past
they gone feel that
like light
like facts huh
i'ma deal that
till i
write racks uhg

holy ghost
saw my syrup
drippin low
low low
so we stole
poison pellets
till i fall like yo
whistblow
felt a viper 
coming close so close
visual
paint
his brains
onto my wall
go ghost

why you act
like you working in the dark
rifles racked
never thought i'd see the spark?
gave you chance 
like this shit a deck of cards huh
fucked it up
know the suit was never hearts 

i gotta ditch that
won't quit
no cap
fucking bitch slap
yo vibe
so cracked
hear the diss that
no lie
won't stack
got my wrist strapped
red sight
red dash
on the 5th lap
so high 
so gassed
never feel relaxed
slife by
drive past
they gone feel that
like light
like facts 
i'ma deal that
till i
write racks uhg

I GOTTA ITCH THAT, WON'T QUIT NO CAP (prod. gosha x killheen)

Lyrics:

Yes I’m in control
AK wrapped around my shoulder 
Oh no pussy boy
Strike with venom like a cobra 
Stepping up on your blood 
Murder all in the Aroma 
Better walk with caution cos I’m right around the corner

Yes I’m in control
AK wrapped around my shoulder 
Oh no pussy boy
Strike with venom like a cobra 
Stepping up on your blood 
Murder all in the Aroma 
Better walk with caution cos I’m right around the corner

Hey hey hey hey
Oh you think you hard?
Hey hey hey hey
Well pussy boy you not
Hey hey hey hey
I see through your facade
Creeping all through the night 
You cannot see us we’re camouflaged
Like
Eu pego o dinheiro, então Eu gasto o dinheiro
Please do not act like a hero
Because my weapons are lethal like AYE!

O que fazemos é ilegal AYE! AYE AYE!  
You and I are not fucking equal AYE! AYE AYE! 

Yes I’m in control
AK wrapped around my shoulder 
Oh no pussy boy
Strike with venom like a cobra 
Stepping up on your blood 
Murder all in the Aroma 
Better walk with caution cos I’m right around the corner

Yes I’m in control
AK wrapped around my shoulder 
Oh no pussy boy
Strike with venom like a cobra 
Stepping up on your blood 
Murder all in the Aroma 
Better walk with caution cos I’m right around the corner

So what you wanna do! AYE!
Don’t fuck with us because you know your ass will lose
I’m in a GT to skirt up on your crew AYE!
I keep a special beam so call me piccolo 
Stop it before I up the power pole, get knocking
Your girl don’t like it
How I be taking the hot talk from your noggin
But ain’t no stoppin!
I put my foot in a pot like what is boiling?
He spoiled, he rotten 
So why these niggas talk like they be hot man?

Yes I’m in control
AK wrapped around my shoulder 
Oh no pussy boy
Strike with venom like a cobra 
Stepping up on your blood 
Murder all in the Aroma 
Better walk with caution cos I’m right around the corner

Yes I’m in control
AK wrapped around my shoulder 
Oh no pussy boy
Strike with venom like a cobra 
Stepping up on your blood 
Murder all in the Aroma 
Better walk with caution cos I’m right around the corner

Murder in the Aroma (ft. DkoolPharaoh)

▶️ LYRIC VIDEO

Murder In The Aroma (ft. Dkoolpharaoh) 🔪Prod. S1NINJA🔪

MVKO

You dont wanna see whats in my trunk, yeah,
One wrong move youll end up in the dump, yeah,
Blunt NSYNC hit it bye bye bye,
Your bitch in my dm say slide slide slide,
What you gonna say when we pull up, Bitch,
You a bitch boy you full of, shit,
I remember way back way back you were hating the kid,
Now all you bump my music and you say that I'm the shit,

Window tint,
5 percent,
Fourty fives and Kevlar vests,
Whole gang nice we fresh like crest,
Whole game know that hellhounds next,
Rocket in our pocket call it Elon space x,
Bitch we blowin up its time to face facts,
Pussy back down as soon as they pressed,
They won't run their mouth with 2 to their chest,

Im Better off alone,
Cemetery my new home,
Yall some clones,
To many motha fuckas tryna be your influence instead of making it your own,

Run up on me im ready,
Fracture your skull my fist to heavy,
Hole in your head my aim to steady,
Fuckin with the gang can prove to be deadly, bitch


WITCHOUSE 40K 
Comin from the trenches
Looking like a witch,
I’m an animal
Two cups, Double Glocks, And some adderall
Piped up wita gang, now yo gang
in abyss
Imma press em into print like a
 catalog
Cannibal, Always got a mask like I’m hannibal
I give no fucks when you throw up yo set
AK with tumaggz it cocked at your head
And I pullup to shows while you showin up dead
Blech
...fuck that bitch
Shawty gimme soul when you suck that dick
Aye yuh
Run that shit
Run up on a bag, Like I run this bitch
Gon run that shipment through yo mistress
Leave em sleepin wit the fishes,
Im the suspect you a witness,
I’m the sickness of yo visions
I been
I been seeing past all the fakes
Okay
I been gaining mad sin the bank
Okay
Pullup all gas, no brakes
Venom in the face, Wita chain fulla fans
I
Spit on yo consciousness, flippin yo confidence, I want to soul and I’m leavein em bodless
Taking yo oxygen,
All of it
I want
I’m in yo head and I feel like a colonist
Red dot On his nose, He looking Rudolph
I Rip the pockets I ain’t take the medula
Shawty suck me snake me up like Medusa
I fuck dat bish, and then I pass her to uber
Blechhhh
Smoke em like a bag
Now he elevating
I be liftin the bag
Like a heavyweight
Im wit my hellhound , we come from cages
Now we roam in the lands bouta desomate

King feat. Witchouse 40k [prod. Ghostie]

Faceless forever together we rot.

[ alt - https://soundcloud.com/blanketgoblin ]

I GOTTA ITCH THAT, WON'T QUIT NO CAP (prod. gosha x killheen)

Faceless 1-7

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