Fukkit

Bonde do thunder

Lyrics:

Take the top off let it breathe/
Underwater cell mitosis at sea was the birth of the prodigy (me)/

Evolution theme so now they think im a geek hit the blunt just to show you im one with the leaves, fade away like the vapor from mist in the breeze/
imma do it for nothing and show'em it's easy they pray to a god whom i do not believe in/

i put out hits by the minute/
i do not see none you in this/
my dick is so long its no limit im taking the phone playing sims speaking gibberish/
and they bend on my dick so im finna spoon,
all these faggot ass rappers yall listen to,
bout to play by the rules with the draco i fly off a stick ride my wood shooting with a broom/

balling they think, head is so big might end up in a shrink/
i wash my dick right up over the sink, after i smash like im link, put the white painting in pink/

im all over the coast, millions coming i boast im afraid there aint shit for you bro i said leave it to me, now they wan' see me deceased, mob all around me,
capiche? 

we come and we move in a mob

move in a mob, we the mafia
midnight the mafia midnight the mafia

BOOTLEG (PROD. Y$57)

lyrics:

WHY CAN'T YOU JUST LOSE SIGHT OF ME/ WHY CAN'T YOU JUST LOSE SIGHT OF ME/ FEEL THE SUSANOO INSIDE OF ME NOW I CAUSE DEATH JUST IN SPITE OF YO IRONY/ 

UNITED THE WAY THAT IM DRAGGING A BITCH/
I PULL UP THEN SHUT UP AND UNLOAD MY FIST/ 
I WILL NOT CONTROL ALL THIS PAIN I DISMISS IF I UNLEASH THIS WEAPON YO BLOOD WILL EMIT/ 

SO COME SEE ME, NO YOU CANT, BEAT ME, FREE ME, LEAVE ME, VLONE MY GILDAN FLEECE IS GLEAMING/ I BLOW SMOKE OUT THE BARREL IM PISSED SO I'M STEAMING/ SINCE YOU LOVE SUCKING DICK JUST GO DROWN IN MY SEMEN/

BLINDFOLD (PROD. HMYE)

1-800-273-TALK(PROD.BRUHMANEGOD)

ZOTIYAC AIMBOT PROD. CHECKS N BALANCES

also a freestyle.

@zotiyac @xlandfill

the demons are coming.
there will be bloodshed.
this is self-inflicted.
we are all hollow.
perish is inevitable.

Art by @queenjayelle

Listen on YouTube: https://youtu.be/UfVqAUM5gfs

VoidTracks Exlusive.

ZOTiYAC - SELF-INFLICTED (Prod. Landfill)

KAIOKEN x187

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)

Lyrics:
UNDERGROUND GAME TRYNNA PLAY ME YALL KNOW I BEEN MATTERED SINCE SLIM TURNED SHADY/
SONY SEND THE RECORD DEAL QUICK COME PAY ME/
I NEED ANOTHER ROUND OF SND WITH THE MAINSTREAM/ 
SOUNDS LIKE GG,
I LOST COUNT OF THE ALL CLONES UNDERNEATH ME THEY STRUGGLE JUST TO RETREAT/
REVENGE IS TOO SWEET HAVE A LITTLE TOO MUCH YOU GET DIABETES IT COULD TAKE A FEW MONTHS/
HIT A NIGGA TIL HE LEAN PUT THE CUP DOWN MY DOGS SMELL FEAR IN YOUR HEART THEN THEY BLOODHOUNDS/ HAVE MY SURGEON CLOSE THE DOORS ON YOUR HEART VALVES YOU A OPEN TARGET IN THE VENUE IT GET SHUT DOWN/ 
FLOW PROSTHETIC, CONNECT LIKE SPINE TO A HEADACHE, YALL SHIT CANT SNAP JUST BENDING/
I HOPE THAT NECK CRANK END IT, BALL BUT THEY NOT OFF THE FENCE YET, YOU KILLING ME SMALLS,
DEAD IT/ 
NIGGA REALLY WANNA GET HIS FACE WET SPRAY IT AT HIS SHIT LIKE MACE TIL HIS FACE RED STUFF HIM IN THE DIRT THATS A FACE PLANT PEEK THROUGH THE SCOPE LIKE FAZE RED, NO SOUND PEEP THE GAME CHAT/ 
FIRST WHO SAID IT,
THEN WHO SECOND,
SPLIT ONE SECOND YOU GET CLIPPED LIKE EDIT/
WHO NOT THREATENED BY THE RAP ARMAGEDDON, 
A CEMETERY FILLED WITH AESTHETICS/  
YOU COST LESS THE OFF BRAND IN EXCESS MY INTEREST TO ACCESS YOUR ASSETS ACCEPT THIS I BYPASSED YOUR ADDRESS IP LINKED BY MY TECH READ IN TEXT/ 
STORY LINE BORING/
ROARING CAUSE YOU LYING BOUT TO GET YA WHOLE ENTIRE GANG FUCKED LIKE A ORGY/ 
BITCH NIGGA REALLY LIKE TO BARK LIKE A YORKIE/ WHILE HE GOT THE BITE OF A CORGIE/ 
STILL LOOKING AROUND BUT YOU WONT FIND SHIT LIKE DORY, I PENNED THIS SHIT WITH A NEEDLE FULL OF MORPINE THAT HIGH TECH IN THE MATRIX LIKE MORPHEOUS TRANSFORM TO A SPACE SHIP LIKE IM MORPHING IN/ MY ENDORPHINS THIN/ IM A LORD IN THE ORBIT OF HORRIBLE MEN/ TRIED TO PLAN IT BETTER FUCK IT YOU COULD KNOW WHERE I SIT/
GIMME SPACE DARK MATTER I CREATE WITH A PIN/
POINT HIM OUT ONCE AGAIN/ 
SHOW ME BETTER THAN WHOEVER AND IM BETTER THAN THEM/ 
FLYING SOLO WHILE YA FLOCK DROP FEATHERS AND SHIT/ 
I AINT SWEATIN IF THEY POINT A HEATER AT ME GET LIT/ DO THAT SHIT ONCE AGAIN/ STUPID ASS PIG

gg (prod. disvstxr)

LIVING LIKE SOLO-DOLO HOE!
LOOK AT YOUR HOE IN THIS PHOTO BRO
LICKING MY DICK LIKE ITS FRO-YO. (FROZEN YOGURT)
GO HOP ON MY DICK LIKE A POGO HOE!
MIDNIGHT MY CONVOY!
BOOTS ON THE GROUND WHEN THEY CALL US TO DEPLOY!
INDUSTRY GOT NIGGAS DANCING LIKE B-BOYS!
"I AM THE ONE" NO NO NO, YOU IS A DECOY!
JANKIN LIKE LEEROY (LEEROOOOOOY JENKINS)
SUCK ON MY BA-NA-NA JUST LIKE A MINION.
FUCK YOUR OPINION. GRABBING THE PEN AND I GOT MY EARS *BLINGING*
NOW YOU OFFENDED, HOP OFF MY DICK, IT STAND TALL AT ATTENTION.
THEY SUCKING DICK FOR SOME PROMO
JUST LIKE SOME HOMOS!
MAYBE THEY'RE GAY, BUT I DON'T KNOW!
BUT I WILL TELL YOU WHAT I KNOW!
BITCH, EVERYONE USES THE SAME FLOW!
BITCH, AND THAT'S CASE CLOSED.....

Chicken Bones w/ Kamiyada+ (Prod. Eliii 3 i's)

(Prod.@bruhmanegoddd)

this bitch she 
testing my patience
i’m mad as fuck
and i’m waiting
just to take it
say another word 
so i could beat
your fucking face in
beat your fucking brain
til it’s my fist
you fucking tasting
watch how this
40 gon bust you
you just a bitch
with no hustle
block you
if do not trust you
pull out this dick
and i fuck you

i got the blood on my knuckles
how you gon hate when i struggle 
you piss me off and that’s double
anger and stress bitch it’s fuck you
you putting life on your faith
i wanna rip off your face
nigga u won’t run the fade
pull up and pull out your blade
shit
now i’m tryna give it all of me
she gon hit me up when i just told then bitch no calling me
ima show her hands and ain’t nobody fucking stalling me
gripping on her neck and now these demons fucking stalking me

demons all i see
get away from me

now i’m back with the
semi automatic flow
you already know
yeah it’s cxrpse
so mother fucka hoe
you a joke
clown ass bitches
needa fucking choke 
die slow
i live in the trenches
with my fucking bros 
ha
hate niggas guess
that means
i’m racist
come and run
the fade if you hate
it
i’m tasteless
i can’t handle people
so i hate all this fake shit
run a fucking fade 
cuz ima take a vacation

oh my god now i’m mad again
punch the fucking wall
now i’m feeling fucking sad again
beat the bitch
now she say that i’m her fucking dad again
retrograde state 
all this pressure cuz i have to win

shit
and they’ll never understand it
overdose on xans
now you’ll never fucking manage 
ay
and i hate this fucking planet
everytime im manic 
my body wanna panic

Listen

DEMONS

SLAUGHTERHOUSE - DKOOLPHARAOH X GUROTICA X SINSEARR X LEPRO$Y - [PROD. TRIPLESIXDELETE]

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