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fukkit

the devil speaks in tongues ^(#｀∀´)_Ψ

Fukkit

whoIsHe

Remastered by, https://soundcloud.com/innerheem


[Adrenaline] Lyrics By. Kamiyada

I am a product of drugs/I might just marry the plug
/ she gimme dope when I need it/thinking I might be in love
/fuck it I'll go it alone/fighting the pain on my own/
all my niggas is kings/But you make that pussy your throne
/ya/jump in the mosh/pit/drop kick whoever on fuck/
shit/I fuck with women who love dick/
cause niggas talk shit on assumption/
faking on Twitter/you punk bitch/
swing on that bitch he get slumped quick
/niggas are faker than/plump tits/
so I Keep it realer porn flicks.

/gone of the shrooms/melting the room
/mediate/meditate/as I presume/beat I incinerate
/bodies exhumed/reopened the case you outta the loop
/I take you brain and I slice it in two/I keep one for me and 
the rest for my crew/cannibalistic/that term is the truth/
as I end your existence/devour the proof.

Niggas was calling for change
/meanwhile I'm drifting straight out my line/
I'm on the border of fine and insane/
tired of niggas who spit on my name/
midnight society bringing that flame/
fuck all them niggas who not with the wave/
I'm breaking barriers day after day
/if they hate on us now then it's only a phase.

[Chorus]
Yeah you feel the adrenaline
I know you feel the Adrenaline
Im in the mosh and Im Metalin

Stay the fuck outta my face bitch/
I am the god of the space bitch/
fucking your bitch in my space ship/
fuck with me you need a face lift/
you keep on testing my patience/
I'll rip you outta the matrix/
buckle yo lips and don't say shit/
skulls cannot be replaced bitch.

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Adrenaline

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Adrenaline (Prod. King Yosef) (Dutch Remaster)

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6FHTnM-3VSE

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Lyrics by Kamiyada

This a new generation/I'm the leader bitch I made it
/any nigga tell you different/good riddance pussy nigga no relation/
came up out the play pen/leveled up when I came in/
every hater say the same shit/but that just build reputation/
any nigga wanna get it he can get it/ain't no coward in my blood/
kill streak when I enter/with precision/
round start first blood/UAV put ya on the map/
pussy ain't no running from the plug/
ran up had his team stuck I spawned trapped a sitting duck/
ain't no vision in yo hud/y'all ain't fucking with the club/
y'all was never really midnight nigga/
y'all could never fuck with it us/
do a nigga like its four brothers at the kids table with his son/
and make his bitch eat it off the floor/
just to let ya know I'm number one 

I ain't been one to stunt/but I always keep it blunt/
space God/with the wrist work/nigga pouring up on the sun/
crowd surfing on the moon/earth mobbin witda goons
/just in case a nigga want war then I gotta hit em with the tool
/Ima god cause I said so/she finessed me with the sex though
/nigga still undefeated/may weather with the rep doe
/pussy nigga watch ya step though/all niggas ain't kinfolk
/Ima demon in my own right/watch me rip a nigga limbs off.

I fell out of my zone nigga/
Then I jumped and got right back In x6


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Killstreak$

Killstreak$ (Prod. gin$eng)[AMV & Lyrics in description]

Adult Swim

Adult Swim - Prod. Dutchman (feat. Original God & Yung Bitch)

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QcEuzXwGY64

Tortured

Tortured (Prod. By gin$eng) (DUTCH Remaster)

Prod. by Seftr
https://soundcloud.com/seftrbeatz

YOU DON'T WANNA GO THERE w/Kel Kiluminati & Yung Bitch [Prod. Seftr]

shog was here <3

The Perfect LUV Tape®️

Of Course We Ghetto Flowers Ft. Playboi Carti & Offset [Produced By Maaly Raw]

Grannies

I get bored of music sometimes because everybody else sucks!

A GHETTO CHRISTMAS CAROL Prod. RONNY J

LYRICS:

YEA,
YOU CAN GET STUCK LIKE A SEMTEX, YA
FOLDING IS PROLLY YO BEST BET, YA
WATCH HOW HE FAILING THIS STRESS TEST, YA
FUCKING HIS BITCH ITS HER BEST SEX, YA

I DONT CARE SHIT BOUT THE NEXT NIGGA SHE GON' DROP NECK NIGGA THATS JUST MY BEST GUESS YA

I DONT EVEN CARE BOUT MY NEXT BITCH YA

SEND HER ASS HOME TO WATCH NETFLIX YA

I KILL MYSELF CAUSE MY DEATHWISH LINGER THAT SHIT GON DEPRESS ME, UPSET SHIT YA/ 

WANNA SEE CIVIL UNREST SHIT, YA/

THROWING THAT TEA IN YO EX BITCH YA/ 

THROW ME THAT NECK LIKE A BAD BITCH INSTAGRAM TWITTER YOUR ONLY INVESTMENTS YA/

I KEEP MY MIND ON THE NEXT SHIT YA/

EVERYTHING BIGGER LIKE TEXAS YA/ 

DIME IN YO BLUNT IS BOUT 10 CENTS READIN YO MIND WHILE I FINISH YO SENTENCE YA/ 

YOU LIL NIGGAS PRETEND SHIT INTERNET FLEXIN ALL TALK IN MY MENTIONS YA/

DEAD IN THE WATER LIKE FREE WILLY HE STOLE MY FLOW SO IM MAKING HIM LOOK SILLY/ 

BACK WITH THAT CANCER EXTENSION YEA/

CONNECT IT INSIDE YOU LIKE TETRIS YA/

YOU CAN GET STUCK LIKE A SEMTEX, YA
FOLDING IS PROLLY YO BEST BET, YA
WATCH HOW HE FAILING THIS STRESS TEST, YA
FUCKING HIS BITCH ITS HER BEST SEX YA

I DONT CARE SHIT BOUT THE NEXT NIGGA SHE GON DROP NECK NIGGA THATS JUST MY BEST GUESS YA

I DONT EVEN CARE BOUT MY NEXT BITCH YA

SEND HER ASS HOME TO WATCH NETFLIX YA

SAY LESS WIT THEM DEATH THREATS, YALL BOUT TO GET YA SHIT LICKED LIKE A FRENCH KISS ‘MEMBER I SAID THIS/ 

RED ALL AROUND ME LIKE SATAN’S APPRENTICE/ 

I UPLOAD MY BLUNT AND ITS DATPIFF/ 

YOU AINT MY FRIEND BUT YO BITCH ON MY GUESTLIST,

IM THINKING BOUT TESTIN OUR FRIENDSHIP/ 

DALE YA TU SABE I GOT GAS INSIDE MY RENTAL WHIP/

THIS 9 AINT COSMETIC CATCH A HOLLOW TIP/ 

ILL LEAVE YOU ALL BLOODY LIKE PERIOD, 

NIGGA YOU AINT HEARING IT IM FAST LIKE FURIOUS/

HE TRYNNA HIT THE RACE SO HE CLEARING IT IM SPRAYIN AT HIS WINDOW BULLETS STUCK IN THE INTERIOR/

HIGH ENOUGH WHERE EVERYONE INFERIOR,

GOT THE FIRST 3 SO A NIGGA IN YO AREA/ 

HACKED UP, DROPPING ALL THESE BOMBS LIKE SYRIA/

BASHED UP, MALLET TO YO BRAIN FUCK HEALIN’EM/

Spotify

1. Yeah

lyrics:

.45 STAND TALL LEAVE YA ASS 6 FEET

SHORT NIGGA DIE LONG SHOULD'VE NEVER DISSED ME/

GOOGLE CHROME THAT USERNAME,

AND CHECK MY FUCKING HISTORY/

GUARANTEED YOU SENDING SHOTS I GUARANTEE THEY MISS ME/

NIGGAS TRYNNA COOK BEEF IM HUNGRY FOR THAT MINCEMEAT I KEEP A CANNON ON ME PERFECT PICTURE WHEN YO SHIP SINK/ 

HOPE THAT MAKE IT CLICK FOR YOU AINT NO NEED FOR CLICK-BAIT I KNOW IT MUST BE DIFFICULT TO PROMO ALL THEM MISS-TAKES/

DAMN THAT WAS A MISTAKE, I REALLY MEANT YO MIXTAPE/

SHE GON GIMME NOGGIN WHILE I AUTOGRAPH HER TITS, FACE/

FLOW LIKE WATER FALL IT ALWAYS SPILLS INTO ITS FIXED SHAPE/

I MIGHT NEED A SKI MASK CAUSE IM TAKING ALL YO SHIT AWAY/



WHATS THAT UP MY SLEEVES/

DISILLUSION AND CONFUSION/

DEATH GRIPS ON MY KNEES/

DONT BE STUPID KEEP IT MOVING/ 

HUT CADET AT EASE/

MY WHOLE FANBASE LIKE A UNIT/ 

TRIGGER PULL THEN SQUEEZE/

BLOODY PULP ALL NATURAL JUICING/ 

SLIDE ON YOU LIKE ROLLER SKATES THATS CUT UP ICE YO ROLLIE FAKE I MEMORIZE YOUR LICENSE PLATE HAVE INTEL LOCATE YOUR ESTATE/ 

WHERE YO FAMILY STAY/

WATCH YALL SEPARATE/

WHILE I DEMONSTRATE/

THIS WHOLE TORTURE CHAMBER/

BOUNDED TO YOUR FAMILY CIRCLE TRIANGULATE ALL EMOTION LOCKED YO CAP LIKE KEYBOARD FROZEN STOP YOU IN THEM TRACKS YOU POSTED/ 

THATS YO FAMILYS FATE/

WATCH YALL SEPARATE/

BOY YOU BANTAMWEIGHT, 

DISAPPEAR LIKE PHANTOMS AYE/

3. Mincemeat

lyrics:

Resting my foot on yo head I just conquered yo land had to slaughter yo clan now yo fans is my fans abide chain of command while you swallow them xans and embarrass yo parents
You a pinhead nigga, I'm not gonna spare you
My two cents bigger, still chirp like canaries
I fed-ex zip-up, something mysterious
Not no drive by nerve agent wrapped if u curious
Got my eyes wide shut
Smoking my blunt
You a roach like my cigarette butt
Get put out look at what you put out
You a sound cloud cutout
Calling yo hood out
Wall paper gang members thinking its good now fuck you then pull out
What am I good for
Sliding my flow in yo bitch while my wood stroke
Nigga I could tho
Nigga I'll kick a door
If its a stick em all don't bring that tat-too gun rather stick and poke

Right where we left off you actin crisscross 
Scrubbing like dish wash
Makes me sick, like blood clots, Chris bosh shoot at 3 points like Chris Paul
Use your head as a kick off
This ain't no kids job
Point that shit spray at the ground til you blue in the face while you crip walk
I don't know bout you nigga my shits hard I eat these rappers for lunch while I sit far
Away from the crowd cause I know it I speak like a poet I don't wanna show it my actions heroic they stop I keep going
Beat yo ass like a favor I owe you
I know I control you 11 like ocean
Got my niggas around me we scoping I'm peeping I'm posted, like a stamp on that card you not holding arriving some time in the postal

2. Nerves

lyrics:

Punch into yo audio
I fuck that bitch then adios
She screaming loud like ay dios
I heard he called an audible y'all quarterback cant play that role
Don't push me I'm in album mode
That pill gets hard to swallow though

Talking bout the difference ‘tween us you do this for follow growth
I do this for crowd control 
You don't know me nada no I cant defend your problem folk
He hanging, like a stick man
I'm gonna find you, who you wit then
I don't like you, we gon' fix that
Crash that spinal, I get whiplash

I don't sleep, I don't eat, I don't speak, I just geek 
Y'all fake, you ain't kin, you ain't wake, you ain't me
I don't know what you want, but I got what you need
You don't fuck, with my squad, you get lit to the T

By the I
What you see
Getting caught
By my leash
You my bitch
On 4 feet
What I got
Up my fleece
That's a glock
You ain't peep
But you pink
Like a pussy
Cause you wet
By the beam
Bitch I know
Where you sleep
Where you eat
Where you speak
Where you think
Where you breathe
You gon' die
On your knees
Like a bitch
On your feet
Cut him up
To the beach
Toss it out
In the sea
What the fuck
Wrong with me
I don't know
But you see
Separate, from the weak
For the fate, of your dreams
7 days, never weak
Even pain, gotta sink
Every day, gotta weigh in
I don't know, what you saying

4. Woke

lyrics:

Speaking on me wrongly get you cut up like pastrami send them shots right at yo body we don't fall out we surrounding ’em
Bring the yellow tape
He ducking
Back that fronting shit or shut it
Can't fuck with that nigga Fukkit
When I see him Imma bust ’em

Yea right
Keep your promises I know you wont on sight
End yo life
Only once I hear you begging for it twice
You just human sacrifice I use as energy sometimes I keep that Ruger by my right come hot and ready like some rice

Face card not there I don't even wanna care I cant stand everybody everywhere that's how I feel
Last time I checked you was thirsty like a refill I reseal that bottle once I cut it for that cheap deal
Every day I'm living that's another day of cheap thrills, drug deals, rubber squeal, banana peel, and blood spill
Kill yourself once heal
Kill yourself twice for real
I cant stand that smell of dirty pussy touching my nostrils
Ya whole entire clique in fear
If you in my atmosphere I promise I'm gonna interfere and interrupt your sad career
Make it worse than how you sound on every single track you make I make sure you evaporate and disappear like magic paint a picture wit this static
The talent they cant handle
The bars that leave ’em panicking and scrambling for some ammo while I'm hidden in the shadows
Unnecessary camo drape my body like a ruthless mercenary in a sand hill while he stalking in the dead of night
Just as an example
I'll do you like they did in Chelsea Manning latest scandal, raid your house and kill your family accidentally go to court and get acquitted just by pleading I'm insane and off the handle

5. Fly (On the Wall)

i miss u...
lyrics:
I THOUGHT OF YOU THIS MORNING
AND THERE WERE TEARS IN MY EYES
YOU USED TO BE MY ONLY
HURT THAT THOSE FEELINGS BEHIND
TRIED TO CONTROL MY SORROW
YOU KICKED ME WHEN I WAS DOWN
PICK MYSELF UP BUT SLOWLY
HATE THAT I STILL THINK OF YOU NOW/
EVERY NIGHT I TRY MY BEST TO HIDE MY FROWN/ 
HIDE MY FROWN/
AND IF IM HONEST, IM SO EMPTY/
POUR MYSELF OUT ALL EMOTIONS LET MY SCARS BLEED OUT IN OPEN I WANT YOU TO WANT ME BUT WE HAD THOSE ISSUES THEY’RE WHAT BROKE ME WHY DID YOU LET GO IM HOLDING/ 
ON/ TO YOU/ TO YOU/
TO YOU/
DO I LET GO? 

IM NOT A VICTIM I STILL FEEL GUILTY I LOOK AT MY PAST AND MY PRESENT EQUALLY DISAPPOINTED BY BOTH AND THE THOUGHT OF ME FUCKING UP AS THE REASON THAT THERES NO US ANYMORE IT PINS ME RIGHT DOWN TO THE FLOOR IN BITTER DIGUST OF MY SELF 
AND EVERYTHING THAT I PROMISED I WOULDNT DO THAT I DONE 
ILL PUSH MY PRIDE TO THE BACK AND SHOVE IN THE TRUTH TO THE FRONT/ 
WEAR MY HEART ON MY SLEEVES BUT NOW ITS ALL COVERED IN BLOOD/ 
THE BROKEN PIECES OF WHAT WE HAD OUR THE SHARDS OF MY LOVE/

13 (Prod. Mason Flynt) *lyrics in desc.*

The End is near. 

Listen now to brand new single from upcoming album "THE END", out 3/22. 

Stream the track and pre-order the deluxe album package which includes the 2LP gatefold vinyl in exclusive slime green colorway, pink wig, custom sunglasses, t-shirt, double sided poster, custom rolling papers, and digital download of the album at the time of release. Ships on album release day. 

STREAM:
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<3

The End

THE END

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