When yee let go, thats when shi start hitting good. Keep calm kings💪🏽

My playlist 4.0

prod.  @triplesixdelete
m&m  lordgasp

LYRICS:

i’m a savage
cold killer, call me guts
when i’m gonn’ ravage
knock knock ima drop em like they acid
yeah motherfucker i’m a fucking maverick
a godlike creature painting on his canvas
fucked up 
i could move the planets
PIPE UP, stupid you gonn’ end up in a casket
fuck with my convictions and i swear i go berserk
baby you my casca come and top me like a bird

  
you can laugh cuz i prefer to live a life of my own
and i feel it there’s a presence getting closer to home 
issa omen, it’s that feeling when you’re out of your zone
when you’re talking to yourself but are you really alone?

and it’s piling up and piling up, and on and on
i could snap at any moment i’ll be snapping their arms
uh , there’s no point in living
if i can’t let em know
i’ll be more alive than ever when i’m breaking their bones

i cant pop pills no i cant puff nada
im so anxious  *pass me my inhaler*
i cant stop
wondering will the pain stop 
brain gets sicker , contemplating on pullin the trigga

ive been waiting for something to happen
i’m running around with a rope on my neck
on my way to be something
they never believed i’m a god of my own
i’m a savage  you’re awaking maniacal thoughts 
ima throw all your parts after ripping em fast
like an animal busting your head open 
blood on the bat and theres no comingback

non stop
working on my desktop
burning my own skin
just to show em what i’m made of

[hook repeat]

>instagram<

GODLIKE

WE BACK MFER AN WE AINT LEAVIN

lyrics:
if you sinnin with my breed
know i'm gone attack
teeth white with chlorine
they aint coming back

people take what they need
i dont gotta track
if you sinnin with my breed
know i'm gone attack
teeth white with chlorine
they aint coming back
i been dying just to breathe
like it cardiac

thats no homerun 
you go homerun
you aint no one
i'm that shogun
im what come out
when your girl throw up
fuckin own up
you don't own none
cope aloner
in my zone i
feel the soma
nagato i
meet the quota
fuck a donor
got that rona
still be over
yuh

don't talk
like you know us 
you make me
fucking throw up
i know you tried
to fold us
to red an blue
controllers
like this gone be my glow up
yea bitch come hear the chorus
like fruit we teleporter
you blink an never saw us
yea

fuck that bitch 
i faunicate 
decay
then stack a plate
case the place
incase a chase
i fade in to the fae
keep your collar
close like most
you gone domesticate
i dont my need my throat
at all let go

catch you at the fountain
thats a call out
inferno where we gone ball out
fallout radiate the call round
spew fire like im a core hound

get up
rush it like it zerg
your face 
toward the curb 

THEN I STOMP STOMP STOMP
KOOPER BITCH GONE GET MY BOOT LICKED
RUN RUN RUN
thought you love that physical shit
DONE DONE DONE
said right now you better prove it

deadly wit the fendi
designer I made it messy
kept it petty when im ready
their pack gone pass to confetti
bitch im betting fuck attending
to anything that you send me
semi german with the steiner
katana if you get near me
turn to surgeon i'll be certain
to purpose your organ fairly
get it steady cut the belly
then sell it off to the deli like

take what you  need
i dont gotta track
if you sinnin with my breed
know i'm gone attack
teeth white with chlorine
they aint coming back
i been dying just to breathe
like it cardiac

people take what they need
i dont gotta track
if you sinnin with my breed
know i'm gone attack
teeth white with chlorine
they aint coming back
i been dying just to breathe
like it cardiac


yea 
i been dying just to breathe
know my life like my disease
cauterize until i freeze like yuh   

i been dying just to breathe
know my life like my disease
cauterize until i freeze like

Cardiac

CARDIAC (prod. DIMEBAGGIE)

Spotify - https://open.spotify.com/artist/0OlLU0DwJ0kdd6LS5sTi49?si=RdonGqreT8KvxYHFJGDGkA
Instagram - https://www.instagram.com/fucksynsy/
Lyrics - 

Tell a man don't watch my face
If this shit switch up it might fuck ya brain
Gonna try telling me there ain't two of the same
But this shit's all lies when you playing this game
Either in it for the long run or stay the fuck away
I'm in it for myself, how they have no shame?
Don't you act up and fuck up
Back down and shut up
This cunt's run his luck up
Ain't twisting myself up

But when I pick up the pen and put ink on the page
In my own head can't contain all the rage
When it's all said and done don't try claim off my name
This strap with the red dot might fuck up my aim
But I stay getting fucked up everyday
Learning my lessons important you say
But I stay getting fucked up everyday
Came to my senses and pull out the blade
Nah I'm still bringing vibes cuz that's how I run it
How these man chat shit it's just ironic
I'ma rise above the rest cuz I'm iconic
That ship already sailed bro and you're on it
Shock to the system flip it on it's head
Bolt from the blue coming back from the dead
I told you already I'm in full effect
If you speak on my name come fucking correct like

Tell a man don't watch my face
If this shit switch up it might fuck ya brain
Gonna try telling me there ain't two of the same
But this shit's all lies when you playing this game
Either in it for the long run or stay the fuck away
I'm in it for myself, how they have no shame?
Don't you act up and fuck up
Back down and shut up
This cunt's run his luck up
Ain't twisting myself up

Strike, full force
Bide my time knowing I'm on the course
Cuz I know that
Life's too short
Got em all acting mad, throw myself in the crowd like
Fight
Take a fist to the face, blood spilling everywhere leaving no trace
Knocking teeth out of place till I'm dead no embrace
Kick your shit to the curb and fuck off you disgrace like

Tell a man don't watch my face
If this shit switch up it might fuck ya brain
Gonna try telling me there ain't two of the same
But this shit's all lies when you playing this game
Either in it for the long run or stay the fuck away
I'm in it for myself, how they have no shame?
Don't you act up and fuck up
Back down and shut up
This cunt's run his luck up
Ain't twisting myself up

BACK DOWN (Prod. Jon Cass)

WE BACK AND WE TAKING HEADS SON


________________________________________


FACELESS 1-7 SOCIALS

Spotify -
https://open.spotify.com/artist/4G8px...

Youtube -
https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCeGK...

Soundcloud -
https://soundcloud.com/faceless1-7

Instagram -
https://www.instagram.com/faceless1_7/


PROMPTO SOCIALS

Spotify -
https://open.spotify.com/artist/55l8X...

Youtube -
https://www.youtube.com/c/Promptomusic

Soundcloud -
https://soundcloud.com/promptomusic

Instagram -
https://www.instagram.com/promptomusic/

ARYEL SOCIALS

Youtube -
https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCQnx...

Soundcloud - 
https://soundcloud.com/prodaryel

Instagram -
https://www.instagram.com/aryelthemer...


_____________________ LYRICS __________________


FACELESS 1-7 ///


*damn turn that beat up* 


racks on racks on racks on racks on racks on racks on me


fucked yo bitch she callin out she said she want it deep


racks on racks on racks on racks on racks on racks on me


I dont give a fuck about your energy


torment is infinite
I wish that I was aborted
my ma could afford it


light up with the syndicate 
then get my b she contorted
her feet into orbit
      
i'll fuck on the internet
gone get your girl to record it
my nut on her forehead


im sad but she into it 
you all the same lika a synonym
huh
yuh


racks on racks on racks on racks on racks on racks on me
I gone bring the ruckus got my focus on the fee
seeing out the black we staying strapped up to the teeth
if you gone take it further leave you murdered on the street


buried underneath 6ft concrete
old mate with the ski like c'est la vie
that girls pussy taste like made lychee
i'ma get my breath wet sweet like tea
my seed
compressed between them cheeks
thats g
got them buns for fun
she like a cream pastry
an I ain't done till sun
done did a 360
said i ain't run from nun
yea i ain't run from




rip that clip
with a fucked up face
ima take that ace
triple drop all day
light split my vein
till it fit my brain
tip n slice low fate
so I slide so fake
like
get no weight
don't get in my way
I been cutting my demons
till breathing my hate


upping my eden deleting the pain
but pain is my purpose deserve it
it fate




PROMPTO ///


Racks on racks I get provisions Kodak black got tunnel vision 7 sixes Ben Simmons rookie shit no definition amateur you beg to listen open ears with no intentions shed your tears you act like children


Better back off get the fuck out my way
Grab a chainsaw cut em out of they place
No face no case I’m asserting my fate
Here’s your meal I’ve been serving up plates
No ripndip talk yo shit so quick I’m sick of it
Butter them lips so slick like gibberish look at my racks like dividends make you say da-da-dadada-damn


How does it feel knowing she is a fan
Making it clap like god damn
Bought a new jacket it came from Japan
Think that I made it I only began
I made it so apparent to inherit all my sentences My vision is impairing I’m transparent with my privilege

Rack That Shit

Rack That Shit ft. Prompto (prod. Aryel)

Lost in this world, I feel so alone
I don’t really wanna feel pain no more
5AM and the wind so cold
Take a deep breath, think I see my soul

Lost in the world, I feel so alone
I don’t really wanna feel pain no more
5AM and the wind so cold
Take a deep breath, ahhh

Losing my head
Edging close to my death
I can’t focus anymore
I’m broken


I can feel my brain slowly melting
I see the devil lurking
Why can’t I stop the hurting
From the beast inside
I don’t think that he like me 

Where the fuck can I go to be alone
When I am being constantly followed
By the voice behind, both my fucking eyes, no I cannot hide
Because they gonna find me
  
Stuck in a mental prison 
Indecision followed by repetition  
Tunnel vision painting these vivid pictures like lucid illusions 
Feel like Gaara
No I cannot show no love
To anyone but myself
I’m the only one that I trust

And now I’m losing my mind for real
I don’t know who to trust oh no, oh no
And now I’m losing my mind for real
I don’t know who to trust 
But myself

Lost in this world, I feel so alone
I don’t really wanna feel pain no more
5AM and the wind so cold
Take a deep breath, think I see my soul

Lost in the world, in this world
In this world, in this world, 
I feel so alone, I feel so alone
Lost in the world, in this world
In this world, in this world, 
I feel so alone, I feel so alone

I got creepy demons living all up in my dome
24/7 never leaving me alone
They might just tell me to pull that trigger let it blow - ow - ow - ow
The voices in my head are never wrong

I can feel my brain slowly melting
I see the devil lurking
Why can’t I stop the hurting
From the beast inside
I don’t think that he like me 

I don’t think that he like me

Creepy Demons Are Melting My Brain

▶️ LYRIC VIDEO

Creepy Demons Are Melting My Brain 🫠Prod. Zodiacc🫠

Big Melancholy x Faceless 1-7 X prod .kenny- Let It Bang

Prod. Roosevelt 

Lyrics:

You make me nauseous subconsciously 
Toxic oddity probably 
philosophically bother me
Kill em all  When they stop the beat
Like the fall of hierapolise
time to face the dichotomy
Of your putrid anatomy 
please don't even be mad at me 

Fuck it I'm twisted so offensive
Watch my rims spin from the prison
Mind your business pussy bitches
Or I'll put my dick in your britches
Never fuck with lame ass snitches 
Cut em up they left in stitches
End them oes with the quickness
Bodies turning up in ditches 

I fucking hate you 
wanna break you 
castrate you
Eliminate you 

Desicrate your body as a hobby
Placate your sloppy tippy 
Your just a carbon copy
Of my rotting shotty 

Full spread head blown
Welcome to the dead zone
Like ya wearing headphones
I'm a god upon the throne 

Throw another fucking stone
Catch me on an empty road
Double barrel mind blown
Ya just another orange cone 

I’m the type to sell money, still flip a profit
Said I’d do it and I did it, I must be a prophet
Ghost out the tomb, levitate from coffins
Rose from the dirt and I started walkin’
What I’m cookin’ in the booth, deadly concoctions
Shut ya mouth, listen up when when the king is talkin’
Or I might reverse pickpocket a live grenade onto you
Said you’d blow up, now let’s watch it 

You the type, can’t do it, you just knock it
Pull out a pistol, forget how to cock it
Brief hesitation then I get to choppin’
Scythe cut you up like katana through margarine
I can’t believe it’s not butter
You don’t know about Shade, go and ask your mother
Sure you got the gist when she bit her lip, eyelashes fluttered
Monster under your bed while hide under covers 

Ain’t even human, I’m just undercover
Skeleton, flesh suit
Witch in the booth
Barricade, I charge on through
Mr. X from RE2
Got infinite styles, all better than you
Every time I step in the booth
My demons are wooed 

I fucking hate you 
wanna break you 
castrate you
Eliminate you 

Desicrate your body as a hobby
Placate your sloppy tippy 
Your just a carbon copy
Of my rotting shotty 

Full spread head blown
Welcome to the dead zone
Like ya wearing headphones
I'm a god upon the throne 

Throw another fucking stone
Catch me on an empty road
Double barrel mind blown
Ya just another orange cone 

Bitch I came back with my  blade
I lost myself again
When I got up every night I tried to not forget
Took a while for me to take a breath and burn the flames
Calmed the chaos in my mind I'm ready to start the tape, bitch
When they wanna me go back
I make attack, go breaking bad  
Bake a new track for you my fans
I'm spending so much when in my lab
Waste your life every time you lay and hate another man
Every minute of your life you're getting closer to the hell 

I fucking hate you 
wanna break you 
castrate you
Eliminate you 

Desicrate your body as a hobby
Placate your sloppy tippy 
Your just a carbon copy
Of my rotting shotty 

Full spread head blown
Welcome to the dead zone
Like ya wearing headphones
I'm a god upon the throne 

Throw another fucking stone
Catch me on an empty road
Double barrel mind blown
Ya just another orange cone


Skorn, Shade Apollo, $witchblade - deadZone

Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/sugszeey/
Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/artist/3jsxO...
Soundcloud: https://soundcloud.com/user-904345686

Prod: Hoods

PICTURESQUE (Prod. Hoods)

OUT NOW ON ALL PLATFORMS.
VIDEO OUT NOW ON MY CHANNEL: https://youtu.be/DyvUFSkrdHE

stogie! (PROD. RULZ ON)

amv: [https://youtu.be/TuG-IBkj_iU]

lyrics: 
Ok, hop out my way
Watch out, I'm not down to play
I pop the glock at your face
Brought out the wraith
Pop out with blood on my blade
Laugh as I watch y'all decay
I got the K, .45, with a glock 9 semi
Gotta spray, hot iron
Got a goth thot with me
Let it rain, shots fired, not a shot gon hit me
Got a opp block spinning like a top
Rot with me, nigga

Everyone around tryna cop my steez
Never runnin down 'less I got my piece
Hella bodies found when I pop my beam
Helicopter sounds when the drop top speed
Lever gun em down, I do not want peace
Sin City how I do em dirty
Got a glick with me, I could use a 30
Let my switch hit him, watch it shoot like Curry
Lil bitch

I got a bad bitch, she tryna rendezvous
I gotta blast, ray beam got a round or two
You wanna die? Say please, I got just the tool
To cut em down, 19 bodies stackin, dude
You never saw the best until you saw my Tec
My sawed off go sawin through your armored vest
You lockjaw, but honestly I'm choppin necks
The cops found the body, but without a head

I got my savages around me
Won't be caught without my strap
Keep on thumbin through the paper
Then I rummage through ya stash
Tell that boy I'll see ya later
He ain't never comin back
Cuz niggas know I got that blade
I'll cut ya tongue and let it flap

Everyone around tryna cop my steez
Never runnin down 'less I got my piece
Hella bodies found when I pop my beam
Helicopter sounds when the drop top speed
Everyone around tryna cop my steez
Never runnin down 'less I got my piece
Hella bodies found when I pop my beam
Helicopter sounds when the drop top speed

Pull up with 40, I came for the bullies
I'm bout all the smoke, I just bought me a new glock
Aim out the cage at a free man
.762 knock em back to the boondocks
Runnin em down to they coffin
They hide with the ghosts, see em turn to a dead zombie
Chalk on the ground, he get smoked
But I love make believe cuz I know that the feds watchin
Hang out the roof of the drop top
BOOM, BOOM, BOOM, BOOM!
Hit the block with a sawed off
Came with the Boogeyman, lock, shock
Smoke in the barrel, don't care if the stocks off
I ain't rockin with you pussy, you not bout that action
Leave ghosts in yo whereabouts
Came from the mud, I'm gon air it out
Bugs in his body, I'm rotten, don't wear it out

Ok, hop out my way
Watch out, I'm not down to play
I pop the glock at your face
Brought out the wraith
Pop out with blood on my blade
Laugh as I watch y'all decay
I got the K, .45, with a glock 9 semi
Gotta spray, hot iron
Got a goth thot with me
Let it rain, shots fired not a shot gon hit me
Got a opp block spinning like a top
Rot with me, nigga

cathedral ward [ft. witchouse40k] (prod. mercykill)

DEXTER PAYNE. - 27 73 (prod. NXMERCY)

Collab with @cardeairelatrelle

prod. @michaellinkbeats & @nimbus2k

Mixed by Lord Gasp

______________

LYRICS

sorry
Can i get a hearse for my pale corpse
got a big girth with some lame traumas
i just got a urge to release torment
needing a way to relieve what has laid dormant
Can i get a hearse for my pale corpse
fucked since birth’s why i bleed pharma 
all black gat with some black garments
there ain’t no way to relieve, i’m the same varmint

no serotonin i need me a new dose
loosin the shimmer in me and my grip colder 
still bringin heat like im rocking a new coat
ima eat shitty rappers till im in a food coma

They all wanna be like me
Till you dealing with the shit i see
Lemme put you on a plain white tee
Paint a picture with the pain i bleed


bern these mothafucka like sanders (bernie)
bury all these bodies in sand
Bury all these 
i just got a bag like santa 
i just bag like

i just feel like throwing another tantrum
i just feel like ripping your head off
i just feel like 
i just spent a band out random
point me where the 45 at , uh bitch im bout to act

Bout to pull a Jim carey when I act up 
Stolen black truck, catching bodies like a bad cop
Make a opp walk sideways like a crab does
Better catch up bitch I only came for the money fill the bags up

They all wanna be like me
Till you dealing with the shit i see
Lemme put you on a plain white t
Paint a picture with the pain i bleed

Can i get a hearse for my pale corpse
got a big girth with some lame traumas
i just got a urge to release torment
needing a way to relieve what has laid dormant
Can i get a hearse for my pale corpse
fucked since birth’s why i bleed pharma 
all black gat with some black garments
there ain’t no way to relieve

[Sect unit verse]
running away from the pain and the anguish
get the fuck back, I don’t think I can trust you
Because I don’t know what your aim is
Fake motherfuckers be acting like friends
But i can see they on some lame shit
ima go hop in the whip and just take off
Speeding off while I lane switch, you is a bitch
I keep my hand on the swivel cuz all you niggas superficial
You was the monkey in the middle
You flexing all that fucking money while i’m getting triple
Why you only make a little 
If you try running up on me i’m not being civil
I know that you brittle
Break you down to the ground, I don’t gotta stick around
I walk away while I whistle

[Lord Gasp]

Can i get a hearse for my pale corpse
got a big girth with some lame traumas
i just got a urge to release torment
needing a way to relieve what has laid dormant
Can i get a hearse for my pale corpse
fucked since birth’s why i bleed pharma 
all black gat with some black garments
there ain’t no way to relieve, i’m the same varmint

Hearse (with Sect Unit)

KAMAARA, Savage Ga$p, Witchouse 40k, Saliva Grey, 99zed, TWENTYTHREE, Grim Salvo

PLEASE DON'T HAUNT ME

Haunted House - PLEASE DON'T HAUNT ME

with @JaeAlaska

Prod @Gullyspit

Lyrics soon

Hotkeys w/ Jae Alaska

Limitless (Prod Rxkz)

CUT OUT WHAT U AINT NEED

GO FOLLOW MY BOY HE MADE THIS SICK ART! 
https://www.instagram.com/xuiinakz/

Lyrics:
i go silent
money piling
i'll be taking
what you got
know we smiling
but we violent
if you step up
what you thought
keep it quiet
they be hiding
but my sense it 
stack to top
get to close
i'll cut you off
make you fly
like albatross

wrists wet
soaked in ice
from my kneck 
blood drip
cold death
treat me right
now my breath
fold hits
no rest
mould blessed
every step
i give
lie gassed
no snitch
gonna ruin
my fit

like 
i ain't got enough bleach
to you get you off me
i ain't got enough seats
so why you watching
think i got my life free
hope you dislike me
i was dead at 17
shit i still might be

big stacks
body bags
bitch i'll turn you plastic
stashed it
drop you in 
the hole i keep my mask in

tic tac
send it back
you ain't got my status
I know you kept the malice
not stepping through my palace

everybody change
when they running outtta rations
i'll be just the same
spinning webs outta the madness
demons on the way
static vision static passion
never saw the same
once them bullets did some damage

i go silent
money piling
i'll be taking
what you got
know we smiling
but we violent
if you step up
what you thought
keep it quiet
they be hiding
but my sense it 
stack to top
get to close
i'll cut you off
make you fly
like albatross

Damage Control (prod. Ermashov)

Faceless forever together we rot.

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

Rack That Shit ft. Prompto (prod. Aryel)

Faceless 1-7

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