Fukkit

ft. @kirblagoop
prod. @yomental
engineer: Precious O

SPIN ft. KirbLaGoop (prod. yomental)

THIS IS ONLY THE BEGINNING (PROD. HMYE)

Prod. https://soundcloud.com/innerheem Mixed by @rareakuma

"Motive wakes up in a hospital bed with bandages around two of the fingers on his right hand, and small stitches for the lacerations on the bridge of his nose and chin"

"Confused, Motive looks around the room as nurses and doctors chatter among themselves, Motive scans the room as one of the nurses glances at him and smiles. Motive recognizes her as Sadie, and sits up quickly until he suddenly realizes that his left hand is handcuffed to the metal arm piece of his hospital bed. Panicking he yanks his arm at the handle a couple times until a voice interrupts him from behind the sky blue medical curtain located to his left".

[Motive]: YO WHAT THE FUCK!!??
"Sadie walks out of the room carrying a clipboard, and closes the door behind her as she stares at Motive, all the while exposing a strange tattoo on her wrist".

[Motive]: YO LET ME THE FUCK OFF THIS SHIT...SADIE!!! SADIE YOU BITCH!!

"Panicking he yanks his arm at the handle a couple times until a voice interrupts him from behind the sky blue medical curtain located to his left".

[Unknown Male Voice]: Sheesh...They got you to huh bruh?
[Motive]: Huh? the fuck is going on?
[Unknown Male Voice]: Medical arrest bro, what'd you do?
[Motive]: I can barely remember to be honest, some bullshit DUI, but I wasn't even driving bro.
[Unknown Male "Pulls curtain"] : Damn that's rough...you must've been on some wild shit bro, what they call you out here?
"Motive starts to calm down"
[Motive]: Yeah, and it's Motive...you?
[Alex]: Alex bro, or you can call me fukk.
[Motive]: Fuck?
[Alex]: Yeah haha, "F..U..K..K." as in fukk you, or fukk them, or fukk off.
[Motive]: I'll stick with Alex bro. 
[Alex]: fine with me. "Alex gets up on his feet and starts pulling his IV needles out of his skin" 
[Motive]: the fuck you doing bro? 
[Alex]: Getting out of here. "Alex tosses his handcuffs on the hospital bed and covers them with a blanket".
[Motive]: Yo what the fuck how'd you do that shit?
[Alex]: Nigga this ain't my first time in. "Alex laughs". 
[Motive]: Well fuck bro help me out, im in here on some fuck shit this crazy bitch got me looped into, and im not about to let myself take the fall for all of it". 
[Alex]: Damn that's fucked bro, you know where she stay?

"Alex unlocks Motive's handcuffs in under 10 seconds using a sharp metal object" 

[Motive]: Nah bro, I just saw her leave this room in a fake ass nurse outfit, she was the one with the tattoos bro.  
[Alex]: Lol I didn't see anyone leave out bro, you sure? And even so this ain't the best spot to go looking....we need to roll out.
Motive: Im positive, but fuck you right.
[Alex]: You know where she stay?
[Motive]: Nah but she always be at this club I kick it at from time to time.
[Alex]: Well fuck it let's pull up, we can get my whip from my spot. I even got burners if you need em g. 
[Motive]: Probably won't but fuck it I need to scare this bitch. 
[Alex]: Say less foolie.
                                                          [Vengeance w/Fukkit begins to play]

ACT 3/5 - VENGEANCE w/FUKKIT (Prod. Dutchman) [STORY IN DESC.]

KOME KILL ME! (PROD. RAYAYY & PACKMAN)

Single Off "The Overlook" EP dropping soon.


Engineered by:https://soundcloud.com/neversince
Prod: https://soundcloud.com/jordon-r-lumley

Lyrics:
COME FOR MY CHECK WATCH SHIT POP/ YAC SAID WE SMOKING ON OPPS/ WE WIPING AWAY YA WHOLE BLOCK/ HOP IN MY 3 I PULL OFF/ BLUE PAINT ITS SHINING LIKE GLOSS/ YOU POIN THAT DROP/ NATURAL SELECTION I HOPE DOES ITS JOB/ AND I HOPE IT WONT STOP/ HITTING THE GAS I LEAVE SMOKE AT THE STOP/ WHY THEY THINK WHEN WE PULL UP THERES NO PAIN INVOLVED/ 

WE FUCKING IT UP/ JUST KNOW WHEN I PULL UP IT MIGHT JUST GET BUCK/ JUST KNOW WHEN THEY FLY DOWN YO ASS BETTER DUCK/ I HOPE WITH THAT NEXT REACH I WATCH YO ASS FALL/ NOW YOU TUMBLR FOR REAL/ ha/ FAKING THAT SHIT THAT YOU FEEL/rough/ I WANT COME IN THRU THE REAR/ SPREAD YOU OUT SO YOU CAN FEEL/ YOU AINT GOT SHIT TO FEAR/ BABY GIRL IM RIGHT HERE/ BRINGING OUT WHAT IS INSIDE OF ME/ I CANNOT BLAME IF YOU HIDE FROM ME/ I MYSELF AM MY OWN ENEMY/ DRAG ALL THE FUCKS TO THE BURIAL/ I WANNA BRING THE HYSTERIA/ CUT THROAT AND FUCK FORE I BURY YA/ MY CROWS WILL COME AND EMBARRASS/ YOU POSTED ON KNEES NOT FOR PRAYING THO/ YOU NECKING FOR CLOUT HOW EMBARRASSING/ IF I WERE YOU ID DISOWN MYSELF/ 

NOW REALIZE YOU ALL FUCKED/ CROW PULL UP HANDLING CROWBARS/ THEY BREAK IN YOU GETTING FUNDS BUCKED/ NOW LOOK AT YOU LOOKING ALL DUMB STRUCK/ CANT EXPECT MORE FROM THESE DUMB FUCKS/ THESE INDUSTRY FUCKS GET THEY LIVES SUCKED/ WE POSTED UP RUNNING THE SCENE/ UNDEFEATED THE FEW WHO CONCEALING THE STRUGGLE TO GET TO THE VIEW/ 

SLIDE TO THE SCENE/ I STAY UNSEEN/ FUCK DID YOU THINK?/ COMING UNDONE AT THE SEAMS

ROOM 237 (Prod. Jordon Lumley)

DEMON MODE+++ (Prod. Dutchman)

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LP2GIahwWDg
mixed by twd

lyrics:

DIGGING DEEP HOLD THE SHOVEL, 
SCRAPING DIRT OUT MY FINGER-NAILS GOT THESE SCRAPES ON MY KNUCKLES/ 
I WORK THE NIGHT SHIFT,
GRAVEYARD WHERE THE LIGHT DIM AND DOUBLE THE DARKEST NIGHT CREPT IM CUDDLED UP WITH THE KNIFE SEEING DOUBLE RIGHT OUT MY IRIS/

EYELESS-HANGING-HEAD IN THE CUPBOARD, I SLEEP BESIDE IT/

WAKE UP IN THE MORNING WITH DRIED UP BLOOD ON MY EYELIDS I DISAPPEAR IN THE SILENCE/

*WHEW*

BRING ME BACK LIKE ORIGINAL TEEN TITANS, YOU, FUCKING WITH A LION NOT A HYMEN SAVE YOUR BREATH LIKE THE HEIMLICH MANEUVER THROUGH YOUR COMPUTER THROUGH ALL YOUTUBER SCREENS/
WHO THE FUCK REALLY UNDER THE INFLUENCING NUMBERS AND STYLISTICALLY BUNDLED UP EVERY NEW RELEASE/ 

NOT YOUR HONOR I JUDGE YOU FOR ACTING STUPIDLY CURIOUS,
LOOK, 
MAY I CONVINCE YOU TO CHANGE PERSPECTIVE THIS HEARING IS BOOKED/ 
CAUSE YOUR CONCEPTION OF SELF IS FRANKILY DELIRIOUS THOUGHT I MENTIONED IT/ 

I KNOW PERCEPTION MYSTERIOUS BUT THE FACT IS AS CLEAR AS IT SHOULD/ 
STAND IN THE LIGHT SO I SEE YOU BETTER BELIEVE IT'S AS GOOD/ 
IM MENTALLY STRAINING AND DONE/
ENOUGH TO BE PAID IN SOME FUNDS/
HIGHER THAN ANYONE OFF THIS BLUNT THAT IM SMOKING FOR LUNCH/
I DROP AND I CLEAN UP THE CRUMBS/ 
RIDING THE BEAT TO THE PUNCH/ 
LINE UP YA TEETH TO THE FRONT/
KICK'EM THAN SPIT THE BLOOD INNA CUP TIL HE LEANING PO-UP/
PULL UP THAN LIGHT YA BLOCK WIT A POLE TIL ITS HOT LIKE THE SUN/

just shut the fuck up for once, please.. holy shit (Prod. MKULTRA) *vid in desc*

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LP2GIahwWDg
Single off 92%, 
an EP exclusively produced by HMYE.


lyrics:

IT’S NO NEED FOR INTRODUCTION/

KEEP THE CONVERSATION SHORT, I CUT IT/

LOCKED BEHIND MISJUDGMENT SINCE A TEEN I KNEW LIFE WAS CORRUPTED/ 

THE SYSTEM,

MY INNER-VISION SEEN ABOVE IT LIKE AN EAGLE EYE MY VIEW ACCUSTOMED TO THE SKIES BELOVED CRIES APPEAR AT NIGHT/

WHEN YOU THINK YOU ONLY ONE NOT SLEEPING YEA THAT SCARY SIGHT/

ANALYSIS PARALYSIS IN MOTION WHEN YOUR TENSIONS RISE/ 

ON YO KNEES TO GOD LAST TIME I SEEN HIM ALMOST TOOK A LIFE/ 

TRY NOT TO DREAM ABOUT IT WHEN IM SLEEPING/THROUGH THE GRAPEVINE, A MESSAGE SENT FROM LONG AGO FROM WHO DONT KNOW/

FOR THOSE THAT CHOOSE TO LISTEN HOLD IT CLOSE AS HOPE TO MAKE IT SO/ 

I WATCHED VIVID THE VISIONS OF VICTIMS VIGILANT VIOLENT MILITANTS FIRE THEIR MISSILES AT POOR PEDESTRIANS/

POOR AS IN DIRT, POVERTY STRICKEN WE FEED THE CHICKEN MORE HORMONE,

ALERT:

CARCINOGENS BREADED RIGHT IN YOUR KITCHEN, 

DESPITE WHAT YOU EARN/ 

I DONT KNOW SHIT BUT I GOT THIS FLOW SO I TAKE WHAT I LEARN/

VOMIT IT BACK RIGHT AT YO DIRECTION REPEAT AND DISPERSE/

THIS A VIABLE CURSE, 

I BLEED IT AND DRY IT TO WORK IM DRIVING DOWN 95 WIT A 9 AND THE FYE IN HER PURSE/ 

GOTTA 9-5 BUT I HATE WHEN I CLOCK INTO WORK/

ALWAYS JUST MINDED MINE SO THE TIME THAT IM LOSING IS HURT/ 

BUT WHEN I WIN I KNOW THESE FUCKERS WONT EVEN THE SCORE THEY ACTING SO ATTACHED LIKE I AINT CLIP THE UMBILICAL CORD COULD RUIN THEY IMAGE AND MORE BUT THEY READY DID IT BEFORE/

WHY FIX WHAT AINT BEEN BROKEN I ALREADY MADE FACE IN THE SOIL/ 

IF YOU GET THE REFERENCE ALONE THEN YOU MADE FOR THIS/

CHOPPA WIT THAT SCOPE AND IM AIMING AT ANY BITCH/ 

WHY SLIDE ON MY COAT CAUSE IM COLDER THAN ANY BITCH YA ON MY BODY I LEAK SMOKE OUT MY THROAT LIKE IM CAVING IN/ ya,

FUKKIT,

TOPIC OF DISCUSSION BUT THEY WHISPER/

I FUCK ON YO SISTER WHILE YOUR FAMILY WATCH AND WHIMPER/

BLOW ME LIKE ITS WINTER MID DECEMBER,

DEATH-WISH ON MY CHEST I BID FAREWELL TO MY CONTENDERS IF THAT TEMPER COME/

107 (Prod. HMYE) *video in desc*

lyrics:

Kill you where you standing, I don't think you understand it I cant stand you not gonna take that sitting down okay I'll slam ’em
Body drop like drowning pool he 17 boy stay in school
Aint' gonna make me lose my cool that fan gonna blow right out the blue

I see you, when I see you like a movie trailer preview
But he ain't coming back so don't be waiting for that sequel
Your bones is getting broken like that ex that made you single I reverse your hype entirely and see you in my rear view
I dont care bout if this feed you watch me blade the key like Riku
I'm soaring past you goofies while you Donald Duck for cover call your people get your brother
I'm aiming at yo mother if he think he slick as butter cant believe it grabbed your cousin while they dreaming under covers
Annihilate your lover
I shoot a jumper out the courthouse still gonna beat the buzzer
They never should of let me out
The cage I been in lying down
Exposing all you liars now
For what you really are deep down
Could've been this way before but chose to be this way right now
Could've been on top before but too lazy to go and take trash out
Yea 1k
Keep that shit 1k
Ball hard like 2k
Get yo face
Out my space, erase
Everything you make
Real quick, uh
Black hole yo shit
Attract yo bitch she pull close get sucked in
Damn that twit pic
She follow dick
Slip in slide her DM slip inside her she get wet
Fukkit so tech
Give me lines like he sell tech
Or shoot back like tech-9 divide by 3 right at ya neck
There's words left unsaid
Need a censor like its triple x
I triple up yo debt
Now he doubting if he better dead
I put his ass to bed
Like lil' baby while he wah wah
Cause clearly you upset
Like you verified I send a check that's pointed at yo chest
Whatchu' want wit me
Nigga whatchu' want wit me
This a Kodak moment cause we in here smoking broccoli


Flash bang
White screen
No field of vision
Cant see what you cant hear in the distance
Concussed, your head bust
I scope you like its 1v1 on rust I keep that thang tucked its Fukkit cannot let you up
Flash bang
White screen
No field of vision
Cant see what you cant hear in the distance
Concussed, your head bust
I scope you like its 1v1 on rust I keep that thang tucked its Fukkit cannot let you up

Spotify

6. Flashbang

OFFICIAL MUSIC VIDEO 

https://youtu.be/aGEBHlNo64E

FUCKUHHBITCH FT J-ICE X 83HADES (PROD.LACBEATS OFFICIAL MUSIC VIDEO IN DESCRIPTION)

This is a song about heartbreak and tribulation.

Guest vocals from BRANDO Prod. Miklo
https://soundcloud.com/driedouteldr
https://soundcloud.com/burnwithbrando

lyrics:

IM EITHER

TRAPPED IN A PIT OF MY INDECISION OR FREE CLIMBING THIS MOUNTAIN OF DOUBT IN A FRIGID WINTER/

MY ICE BOX COLD HEART FROST-BITTEN/

AND YOUR LOVE WAS THE COAT THAT COVERED UP MY BLISTERS BENEATH THE STITCHING/

I WAS UP FOR 7 NIGHTS WITH BAD INTENTIONS/

I USED TO DOUBT ALL MY FRIENDSHIPS I NEVER DOUBTED YOU NOT ONCE AND I MEANT IT/

YOU GAVE ME MEANING IN A TIME I NEEDED HELP MAKING BREAKFAST/ 

YOU TAUGHT ME HOW TO BE MYSELF AND IN SPECIFIC ACCEPT IT/

I COULDNT SPEAK A WORD OF THIS LANGUAGE WE SPOKE THAT I CHERISH NOW MORE THAN EVER/

AND NO THATS NOT A PUN TO BE CLEVER NOTHING IS FUNNY NOW YOU NOT AROUND/

I KEEP THIS AWKWARD SMILE ON MY FACE THAT DOES IT JOB CONVINCING PEOPLE IM AROUND BUT NOT HERE MENTALLY/ SOMEWHERE STUCK BETWEEN THE BROKEN PIECES OF OUR EFFIGY/ SCULPTED WITH ENOUGH OF THE GOLDEN HOPE I HAD KEPT WITH ME/

CLUTCHING LIKE A FORCEPS/

FIND ME LIKE A MISSING DOG SLEEPIN ON YOUR DOOR STEP/

FIND ME LIKE A MISSING BODY WAITING FOR ITS TOE TAG IM SUICIDAL FIGHTING ALL THESE URGES OF A BODY BAG/

JUST A CONTEMPORARY NOMAD IM SO MAD FEEL LIKE A OLD MAN, PART ME OF DIED AND I GOT COLD HANDS AND KNOW THAT/

YOU WERE THE ONLY HOME IVE EVER KNOWN GREW UP THIS WAY BEEN ALL ALONE MY WHOLE LIFE/ 

REPERCUSSIONS OF LOSING YOU PLAGUING MY MIND IN THE NIGHT, WHEN I WRITE/

SAID GIVE IT TIME BUT HAVE YOU LOOKED AT THE PRICE? 



WORST DAY OF MY LIFE YOU LOST INTEREST

I DONT GET THIS, THE DAY YOU LEFT I AINT DISMISSED YET/

DEALING WITH EVERYTHING AT ONCE AND YOU GOT HIM, HEH?

PROMISED ME DIFFERENT WE AINT PERFECT BUT WHAT IS THAT? 

What is that?
Girl what is that?
Why you did that?
(Did me like that)

I still want you by my side/ I think you don’t want me, I think I know why (x2)

I still want you by my side, I know you don’t want me, I think I know why (x2)

Fukkit & Miklo - 7

Lyrics:

take this bedrock off my back/

y’all on my waist I ain’t rockin satchels

whole scene just flipped flopped like sandals/

back up,

I don’t wanna catch your cancer 

question

I already gave out answers, lessons 

I could not resist what my universe grants me/ 

You against me good odds ends badly/

Tragic, not really sarcastic as can be/

me against me is audacious as can be/ 

you not with me not my friends not my family/

i bust at you if I fail then it’s plan B/

get your homies to watch on your back like you planting y’all pussies is pink like salmon

I’m on ya tail like Raditz, I’m upping the ratchet and hitting that green like a racket/

I got a stick in my varsity jacket/

 I’m in the league while you still play for varsity nigga what happened I leave you abandoned critique and do damage I hurt you lil faggots go cry in your panic/ 

I get depressed for some time then I’m manic/

I got these bars but I used to do Xanax I’m up in the crib while you lie in your hammock I’ll tie that shit up while you sleeping and stab you/ 

like what happened,

what happened,

what happened,

and it’s inefficient if ya bitch in the vip and she not sucking dick on command like/ 

like what happened,

what happened,

what happened,

what happened

and you know it’s on sight if you don’t get me right dropping hits on demand nigga damn like/ 

like what happened/ 



thinking bout letting you breathe, while all on your knees, im diving like capital steeze, she spit out my nut like seeds, hoe blow like the breeze and I’m dropping til Fall when I leave/ 

I keep it up you just keep underneath/

Air it out in this bitch til she queef/ 

Y’all niggas ain’t with it y’all niggas is creeps/

You look like you just seen a ghost, 

I’m in a phantom go so fast you cant see it smoke but I bet you can smell when it go/ 

Y’all niggas not what you claim in your songs/ sing along like a birdie cmon/

cmon/

cmon/

that shit gon get you clipped like salon/

pass the stick then I dip like baton/

blowing gas it’s so loud like alarm/

FR[A]NCH (PROD. GHOST)

LYRICS:

KUDOS TO THE REDDIT CRITICS 

SCREENSHOOTING MY OPINIONS

WHY YALL IN MY TWITTER MENTIONS

HAWK EYE I SEE YOU NIGGAS 

TREAT YO BAND JUST LIKE IM GRIFFITH

FUCK’EM PUT SIMPLE SIMPLY

LICK MY DICK AND SPIT MY KIDS UP

BITCH KNOW THAT MAGNUM FIT ME

GLOVE ON ME LIKE MICHEAL SO I,

BEAT IT BEAT IT/

GLOVE ON ME LIKE TYSON SO I PEEK A BOO THEN BEAT YOU BLEEDING/

SHE GON SWALLOW ALL MY FUCKING,

SEMEN SEMEN/

DONT GO SPEND YOUR HOURS ON THAT SNIPPET YOU SHOULD JUST DELETE IT/

POOL AROUND ME SO SHE LOOKING,

SQUEAMISH, SQUEAMISH/ 

I HAD TO COUNT SHEEP WHILE EVERYONE WAS OUT HERE FUCKING SLEEPING/ 

HOW MUCH DID I MAKE THATS JUST THIS,

EVENING, EVENING/

I DONT KNOW BOUT YOU BUT I BEEN PUZZLING THE MISSING PIECES/ 

NUMBERS LONG, WI-FI CODE, REMEMBER ME, THINK YOU WONT, MY DICK GO UP, AND DOWN HER THROAT, I HOP SKOTCH SKIP AND CATCH THIS FLOW/ 

YOU BITCH WANT KISS AND CATCH A COLD, I SPEAK AND SHE DO WHAT SHE TOLD, LICK MY SHIT, YOU NOT THAT BOLD/

I SQUEEZE OUT POP YOUR BROKEN BONES/

COME IN MY HOME, 

IM DOING YOU WRONG, 

THE UNDERGROUND ZONE,

I RULE IT AND ROAM,

YOU NOW IN A COMA,

SMELL THE AROMA OF ME AND ITS OVER,

YOU LOOKIN GREEN HOPE YOU LUCKY LIKE CLOVER, 

SWINGING MY FIST BUT IT FEEL LIKE A BOULDER/

RAMMING YOUR BITCH LIKE IM USING A SHOULDER/

AND I COME WIT THE GRIP LIKE A COBRA/

BREATHE

DANCE ON THE BEAT WIT MY TONGUE NOT MY FEET I GO OFF BY MY LONE WHY THE FUCK WOULD I FEAT YOU SHOULD SEE WHAT I SEE BUT YOU CANT CAUSE IM ME/

BUT I KNOW YOU CAN SMELL THE DEFEAT/ 

BY THE WAY WHAT I SPEAK IS SO TRUE ITS ON ME BY THE TIME THAT I SNEAK IN THE TIP OF MY PEAK/

ITS TOO LATE FOR YOU/ 

AINT NO SAVING YOU MIGHT AS WELL PAY FOR YOUR FUNERAL AND PRAY FOR YOU/

IM ESCAPING THE HELL THAT I MADE FOR YOU ITS LOOKING GOOD CAUSE I HARDLY COULD MAKE IT THROUGH NIGGAS GON SLAM THROUGH THE TABLE AND BREAK A FEW/ 

TAKE O2 FROM THE BRAIN WHEN I STRANGLE YOU/ 

CRIPPLE AND MANGLE YOU JUST CAUSE IM AIMED AT YOU/ 

ALL THEM CHAINS I COULD SEE THERES A SLAVE IN YOU/

Reddit (Prod. Y$57 & Disvstxr)

Lyrics:

MY INNOCENCE ALL GONE, 
EQUIPPED WITH A SHOT GUN, 
WAIT FOR THE NIRVANA/ 
I CROSS BOTH PALMS AND COVER MY BRUISED ARMOR/
LET OUT AND AN “OUR FATHER” WHERE I LIE FALLEN/ 
GIVE ME SOME SPACE IMMA STAR CHILD/
IT WAS UNPLANNED LIKE WILD FLOWER/
SO WHATS THE PLAN BEFORE THE SAND FALL GOT THE HOURGLASS IN MY HAND WHILE I WAIT TIL ARMAGEDDON MAKES LANDFALL/ 
HOLD UP, I GOTTA SHOW UP SHUT UP GOTTA MEET MY QUOTA RAY LIOTTA FELLA IN MY COAT IF YOU TURN TO INFORMANT/ 
MY ORDERS CLEAR WONT SUGARCOAT IT BLOWING MARIJUANA FEELING DORMANT 
AND STONED ENOUGH TO BARE WIT COLD PORRIDGE/ 
I HAD TO BARE MY FANGS TO GIVE THESE BITCHES FOREWARNING/
YOU THINK YOU HOT AS FUCK UNTIL YOU FEEL THAT COLD SHOULDER/
YOU SAY YA SEES SOMETHING WELL MY B’s SWARM YOU/ 
THEN LEAVE A STING THAT BLEEDS WARMER THAN A SEAT-WARMER/
POURING LIKE ANDREW IN ‘92/ 
I LOST SIGHT OF EVERYTHING I KNEW/
INCLUDING YOU/
IF I WAS HIM I WOULDN’T MIND YOU TOO I UNDERSTAND WHY IM A FOOL I KNOW NOW I COULDN’T BE THE MAN I PROMISED YOU/
LEARNED MY LESSON THE HARD WAY/ 
I HAD TO WATCH MY MOOD LIKE ALL DAY/
YOU CATCH ME CRYING FUKKIT THATS ALWAYS/
BEEN DEALING WIT GROWING PAINS SINCE MY BIRTH DATE/
SHOULD’VE DONE IT RIGHT IN THE FIRST PLACE/
WAY I SEE IT, I LOST YOU BUT IM STILL GON END UP IN FIRST PLACE/
LAST TIME I CHECKED MY ENERGY INVESTMENTS PAY ME BACK/
AND IF YOU ATTEMPT, TO COME CORRECT IT LIKE ITS WRONG YOU WACK/ 
I JUST CUT THE SLACK YOU GET A BREAK AND SEE HOW I REACT/
POINT YOUR FUCKING FINGER ANYWHERE MY NAME IS ON THE MAP/ 
I JUST WANT A PLAQUE, ANOTHER PLAQUE, TO SIT WIT ALL MY PLAQUES/
FEELING LIKE KHALID,
MUCH DANK CHECK THE SMOKE SEE ITS ALL VALID/
AND KNOW THIS SHIT HAS BEEN ESTABLISHED/

Nirvana (Prod. Polarboiyeahz)

SPOTIFY : https://open.spotify.com/album/04W7Ivs6gZa81dzfJLYmo6

HOP OUTTA BED, PUT 'EM IN DIRT.

YOU IS A FED, YOU GON GET MURKED.

WISHING YOU DEAD, PUT YOU IN HEARSE.

SOFT LIKE YOU TED, YOU IS THE WORST.

" NEVER BORN. "

UGLY BABY RECORDS.

MIXED BY BIG SLUT.

KULT FEATURE ALL UP IN THIS BITCH !

PUT 'EM IN DIRT { PROD. CYSTIC FIBROSIS } // @F_TSLUT

Deadpool (Prod. Jashin)

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