Lyrics:    Running out of time pussyboi, I need my medicine￼. Under all my thoughts why I never feel the same again. Trapped within a dome, in the center of my lobe, is the feel of fucking murder and that’s all I wanna know. ￼

  Mosh to heavy-metal. Get on my level you a bitch￼, I never settle. Rock with the devil, I don’t play. Tremble in Peril, because I’m mental and I’m tired of talking. Today might as well be the day. 
 
  Pull a switchable, motherfucker they’ll be hell to pay. Talking all that smoke, you a joke. Boi you better pray. No control and bloody knuckled, might just catch a case. Bloody red while the family identify the face. 

  This is a sick sense that’s beginning to ￼￼￼commence. Now I know there is no god and no reason to repent (2x) 
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SiC SeNsE (prod.Tephr0)

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NO HOPE LEFT | ft. PICKLELARRY | prod.BFDD

FUNERALS - CRUZ IN MY WHIP -prod. FRDM-

LYRICS:

WHOA! 

You gonna be like whoa when I come up at your door
No face no case gotta keep it on the low
I say what I say, I dont care anymore 
Get offended by stupid words, but no one needs to know 

You a soft ass bitch
If you trynna reach me, let you know I don't flinch
You talk too much, you a mf snitch
Sell your organs in the market and make a sales pitch

Think I give a fuck
what you gonna do when you run out of luck
Think I had enough? 
I can take soft shit like you even when I'm in 'cuffs

Why you taking so long 
Since you talk shit still ain't do shit 
Imma rip out your tongue 
Stop talking, like a dog imma make you sit, you bum

Running around with the gat 
Better tip toe since you all that 
Out here is hell, better watch your back 
Giving you a heads up cuz I know how much you lack 

Bitch gon' suck my sack 
Gon' take it from the back 
I heard that you like, talk a lot 
Lemme put my fucking cock in

Bitch you wasting my fucking time 
Trynna size me up, let's get the weigh-in
I'm understanding that you a bitch 
You better keep quiet
Last guy talked, they put him in a ditch

WHOA!

SPOTIFY

Technically a remix/cover of "Fuck 12 Freestyle" by Lil Darkie.

Lyrics -

(intro: •Fuketsu•)

I'm so fucking high
All I ever smoke is gas
I only be smoking on gas
Fuck all of you rappers man
I be hearing a lot of motherfuckers 
talk about me and they don't even really know who the fuck I am,
it's pretty funny If you ask me

do you wanna die?
do you wanna die?
do you wanna die?
do you wanna die?
do you wanna die?
do you wanna----

(Verse 1: •Fuketsu•)
Die
Say you're as high as I,
but thats highly unlikely,
Rolled a 3.5 gram blunt
7 times tonight bitch try me
Gas got my eyes red
Like I'm crying
Pass me the lighter
So I can get to vibing
Bitch I be biting cuz I'ma fighter
I don't even need to be lying about my status cuz I'm stronger
Try me like I won't retaliate,
Pull up the same day
and let the choppa spray
Yea I'm a spic like Andale
No, I Don't reply quick, I leave you on delay
Wanna run my fade? Then pick a date
Any time or place, I'll break in yo face
Destroyed your heritage and left no trace Bitch, Annoy me every second
You open your mouth and damn lips
Wish you would shut up an be quiet

[Bridge: •Fuketsu•]
*Shhhhh*
ay
I think that's the wack-est verse I've ever spit
yea yea yea
yea yea yea
yea yea yeaaaaa

(Verse 2: Lil Darkie & •Fuketsu•)
Fuck 12 like a dozen groupies
Saying free Fourteen, that's a cousin to me
Most niggas just care about who you truly
Niggas cut up a show like a fucking movie, nigga
I'ma shit on you faggots, I got diarrhea
Fucking your bitch on my bed from IKEA
You speaking on Darkie? Retarded idea
Don't ask me for nothing, I'm deaf I can't hear ya
Shut up, you yapping a lot you get fucked up
And why am I thinking you’ll regret
Talking shit but you didn't on me yet
Bite down, right now I could really give a fuck if you don't walk 'round
Talk down, pussy I don't wanna pop rounds
If you pulling me, I'll hit you with the top down
You ain't fooling me I'll get you in the hop down
[??motherfuckers too fast]
yuh
Pulling that Glock like raider
Reason I'ma flight, I'll fade her
Rinse that shit
Running her by like “later”
Bumping that Tyler, The Creator
She said “Shit,” folk
You can get stuffed like coke, coke, coke
She can get rough like broke, broke, broke
I don't fuck with the new folk, yuh
I don't fuck with the new folk, folk, folk
Smoking a blunt of that dope, dope, dope
Bitch coming here you get
soaked, soaked, soaked
I am not pigs po, po, po
Bitch, bitch, bitch 
ask me when I
woke, woke, woke
woke woke woke

(Verse 3: •Fuketsu•)
Get out my way like a offensive linemen,
Don't act so deranged, 
when you're complaining,
and whining like you're in pain,
Shut the fuck up,
you don't know anything in your brain,
Gonna have a carrot on my pinky ring
Then plan a marriage to my girl,
because shes my fucking queen
Not perishable, 
So I'll never fade from this scene,
I be dropping like 5 tracks a week
while you be stuck on one beat
Everyone I knew growing up
In the street died



Only Smoking On The Gas! [W/ Lil Darkie]

666-[PROD.DES1R3DKAI]

Shameless merch plug: https://my-store-e0551e.creator-spring.com/

Lyrics:

man i am done playing 
best to get the stepping cuz i got this chopper singing
bout to hurt somebody i love to hear you scream
why you trynna fist fight when you know you're losing
i slide in the night you won't hear me fucking moving

man get the blade
i want to feel your pain
i might be insane
i always feel the same

bitch i might die but i dont give a fuck yuh
why you say you my bro and i never heard of you
stick a blade in your stomach get you coughing like the flu
why you think that you tuff you are not bulletproof
get tf up of my mentions you a mf goof
i be out smoking pack in this mf booth

you say these rappers capping but you aint telling the truth
you acting hard on the net bitch i want the fucking proof
bitch i be getting that bag, put you in a bodybag, fuck

tryna test me, you outta luck
yapping yapping yapping and i don't give a fuck
wtf you talking bout, bitch you ain't from the flock
i dont need no fucking gun, need my sock and a rock
since you like, open your jaw, lemme put my fckn cock

I AM DONE PLAYING!!! (16x)

Don't you forget my name R4K45H1
my shit hotter that the sun
If you trynna do that race then you better run
You keep talking I keep blocking you a mf cunt

I'm a menace
Cannot control my tendencies
You cannot tell me what I'm supposed to be
Don't let them tell you what you 'posed to do
The only that can boss on you

Is you

So fuck them
You don't need no fucking one
So fuck them
Talking shit to you, just prove them wrong
So fuck them
They don't care what you are on
So fuck them
They will only care when you are gone (2x)

I AM DONE PLAYING!!! (16x)

I AM DONE PLAYING!!!

Track 2 of Dissociation by Hatchetsaw

produced by anticøn
mixed and masterd by me
cover by @ vektwo on Insta

lyrics.

freestyled

PARANOIA [ANTICØN]

BLOW MYSELF UP 4 JINGLE BELL (Prod. jingle bell)

My Way

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