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Out and about midnight

New song 2

Maelstrom 2

Smithy

Remix of Pennyroyal by MF DOOM
I don't own this beat nor did I create it
I only rap
This is a song that can be interpreted in however way you want.. Enjoy
With love,
-Fukkit

Lyrics: 

NIGGA WHATCHU KNOW ABOUT THE STRUGGLE DONT YOU GIVE ME NO REBUTTAL IF ITS SUBTLE/ I FEEL LIKE IM THE ONLY NIGGA BOLD ENOUGH TO SAY HE HATE HIMSELF AND REALLY MEAN IT WITH NO SHOULDER CLUTCH, MOST YOU GOT A SOUL TO LOVE/ YOU DONT LIKE MY TONE THATS CAUSE IM POURING WHAT YOU BORN WITHOUT/ THEY BE TRYNNA TELL ME WHAT AINT TRUE FUCK WHAT THEY TALKIN BOUT/ I BEEN HATIN SHIT SINCE MIDDLE SCHOOL IM TALKIN IN AN OUT, SINCE A SPROUT, I WAS FIRMLY ROOTED IN A FUCKING DROUGHT/ 
LIFE BEHIND THE SCENES AINT WHAT IT SEEMS TO A NIGGA/ I WAS DREAMING BOUT A DREAM I MADE BELIEVE AND I DID IT/ I BEEN SHITTING ON MYSELF CAUSE I CANT SEEM TO ENVISION, LIFE AS APPEALING AS MAKING IT I MADE IT MY MISSION/ NOW IM FADED GETTING PISSED OFF/ TALKING BOUT HOW YOU MIGHT GET YA SHIT TOSSED FOR TALKIN BOUT MY SHIT WRONG/ LATELY IT JUST SEEMS LIKE IM MY GREATEST CRITIC/ I TOOK A LOT I PUT IT ON MYSELF AND HATED BITCHING/ UNTIL I LOST IT/ EVERYTHING I WANTED I AINT GOTTEN AND I GUESS ITS JUST THE KID IN ME WHO REALLY WANTS IT ALL SIT IN MY ROOM LIE IN THE DARKNESS WHILE IT HOLDS ME/ IM JUST TRYNNA LIVE WITHOUT SEAMS THAT SEEM TO CONTROL ME I BEEN CRYIN BY MY LONELY/ 

I GOT LOTS A PROBLEMS BUT I NEVER TALK ABOUT'EM/ WHETHER ITS MY WALLET OR MY MAMA/ I DREAM OF MAKIN MONEY JUST TO FIND A WAY TO LEAVE HER/ ITS FUNNY HOW HER PRODUCT SELL HIMSELF WITHOUT HER DEALIN/ ITS FUNNY HOW A NIGGA FIGHT HIS DEMONS/ UNLOAD ANOTHER DUTCHY BURN THE WEED UNTIL I FEEL IT NOTHING MATTERS/ APPROACH HIM WIT A HAMMER/ BREAK A NIGGA SHIT QUICK/ STAB HIM REARRANGE HIS FACE PLACEMENT LIKE A FACE LIFT MY PATIENCE/ WORN THIN/ SWEATER ON A SUMMER DAY/ SHIT JUST DONT FEEL RIGHT/ PROMISED I WOULD MAKE A CHANGE/ FUKKIT, THERE I GO AGAIN TRYNNA DISCUSS IT/ I FIND IT HARD TO FUNCTION TIL IM MOSHIN AT THE FUNCTION FUCK YOU/ FUCK HER/ FUCK THAT OTHER NIGGA TOO/ I GOT DAMAGES AHEAD OF ME I GOT A LOT TO LOSE/ AFRAID, I DONT THINK SO/ AND THESE DAYS EVERYONE AROUND ME HIDIN RIGHT BEHIND SOME THIN SMOKE/ BRIGHTER THAN A BURNING CITY/ I COULD SEE YOU IN THE DISTANCE/ IF A NIGGA ACTIN SILLY/ HIT HIM TIL HE BLEEDIN SHITTIN I DONT GIVE A FUCK/ I SWEAR IM RUNNIN OUT OF LUCK/ HAD TO WALK A THOUSAND MILES JUST TO SAY IM GIVIN UP/ I COULD NEVER BE WHAT YOU IMAGINED IM A CHALLENGE BUT I MANAGE IM AS SAD AS EVER PASSIN PASS AWAY IM LOOKIN PAST IT/ THE SHIT IM SAYING DRASTIC/ THIS MIGHT GIVE MY LIL NIGGAS GOOSEBUMPS/ TREAT IT LIKE A KIDS BOOK/ JUMPIN FROM THE ROOFTOP/ I JUST WANNA FEEL THE CONCRETE BEFORE THE NOOSE DROP/ IMMA SEE MY NIGGAS WHEN THE TIME COMEZ/ HOPEFULLY AT THAT/ IM EMOTIONAL I KNOW IT/ ITS A TEENY WIT A MAGNUM SPEAKIN VERSES LIKE A POET PO' IT OUT FOR EVERYBODY THIS A SINGY SONG SINGAROO/ BULLET HOLES, PENETRATIN WINDOWS THATS A COUPLE CLUEZ/ DODGING EVERY TOPIC IN A NONCHALANT POSTURE WIT A GODDESS SITTIN ON MY CROUCH BODY COCKBLOCKER BACK IT UP/ TOE DANCING LIKE A MOTHERFUCKIN HEATHEN/ IM LAUGHING WHILE IM HEAVING/ IM FAMISHED BUT IM HEALING/ IM LAVISH WHILE IM SCREAMIN/ IM JABBIN AT THE KNEES TRICK/ SMILE CAUSE HE STEP IN AND HE NOTICED I AINT PLEASED YET/

MF DOOM - Pennyroyal (Remix) by Fukkit

*LILDUMFUKK EXCLUSIVE*
D-D-D-D-D-D-D-D-J FUKKCOCK! BRING DAT SHIT BACK!
(DAT SHIT IS HOT!) WOW!
THIS SHOULD BE PLAYED AT A HIGH VOLUME, PREFERABLY, IN A RESIDENTIAL AREA...
*MONEYCOUNTERSAMPLE*

HOT ASS BEAT CLAP.mp3 (PROD. ZTONTHEBEAT x Y$57)

Hallowed Hills (prod. Tesla)

On Your Knees (prod. cuzufag)

CHAINS ALL ON MY BODY BITCH!!!

Lyrics

King Xerxes

i put my bitch in ice no these diamonds ain’t from jared
bugs bunny wrist baby look at all these karats
30 on my hip, shit, i feel like the sheriff
i just crashed my whip that’s what i get for being careless
i just met a persian bitch she like her pussy hairless
in da function wit a brick, i ain’t stingy i’m gon share it
look what i got on, ouu, all i got is rare shit
i’ma pretty nigga i’m in slow mo when i hair flip
it look like a movie when i pull up to the scene
lights, camera, action i be shining like i’m sheen
yuh i’m feeling wonderful i’m glamorous like fergie
i’m way too piped up, i just popped a percy
chains all on my body bitch i look like king xerxes
300 hoes they get slain without mercy
my main bitch a dancer, she greet me with a curtsy
i’ve become to powerful they wish that they could nerf me
you don’t want no beef i’ll have you lookin like some jerky
glock make him hit a pin drop now he jerking
i swear u new boyz all just clones of each other
we could never be the same that’s word to my mother
yo bitch cookin breakfast, toast with the butter
i be talkin money when u speak i hear stutters
i know she want the team, i will not judge her
choppa got a drum attached it look like a udder
yousa fuckin goofy, you get made fun of
all these niggas clowns i bet they live in a gutter
look how i slide thru, flames out the muffler
all my niggas eatin like this shit the last supper
my white girl like white girl, here, take a bump
bitch i walk thru TSA i’m smellin like a skunk
i bet you think i care, i never gave a fuck
i feel like the champion you look just like a grunt

SPOTIFY

KING XERXES (PROD. D i R T)

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

lyrics: 

CRITIQUE FROM THE SIDELINE,
LIVING THROUGH YOUR TIMELINE, 
SPENT 6 RACKS ON A CHAIN FOR SOME LIMELIGHT/
I AINT CO-PILOT, NIGGA YOU DONT FLY RIGHT, SNAKES ON THE PLANE CAUSE IM CLOSE TO THE SKYLINE/ 
KNOW ITS ME WHEN I WALK IN THE BAD GUY/
SCAR MY FACE UP AND SWEAR ITS A SATIRE/ 
MOM AT HOME YOU STILL CALL FROM THE LANDLINE, 
BITCH I JUST BLEW UP LIKE LANDMINE SAND FLYIN/

PUT 2 K’s IN THE FUKK YOU GET BLOODSHED, YOU AND THE TWIN AT THE TOP OF YOUR BUNKBED/
GOT ENGAGED TO MY SAWED OFF WITH CUT LEGS, 
STAND UP GUY WHEN I BLOW BACK YOUR TOUGH ACT/ 
IF ITS ISSUES THEN MEDIATE CONTACT IMMEDIATELY MAKE YOU MEET YO DRAW BACK/ 
GOT THAT SEMI ITS MAKIN FULL CONTACT CRACK UPON IMPACT NOGGIN NOT IN TACT 

WIG TURN TO SPLIT CAP BULLETS HIT ZIG ZAGS QUICK ON HIS BITCH ASS DRIP HIM THEN ZIP PAST
I DRIVE MY FIST FAST, YOU ON MY TAIL MAKE ME LAUGH CAUSE YOU DEAD LAST, MUST BE EMBARRASSED/ 
NIGGA DONT START WIT THAT,
YOU WONT BE GETTING TOO FAR WIT THAT,
FLOW NICE AND WET LIKE A WATER BED,
MAKE YOU TRIP OVER LIKE LAVA LAMP/ 
NIGGA WANT SMOKE THEN IM ALL WIT THAT/
GLOCK 17 GO TO WAR WIT THAT/
AR-15 IN MY STARTER BAG/ 
GTA 5 IM A STAR WIT THAT/ 
I PUT MY GUARD UP THEN SPAR WIT THAT BOY DO MY WORK ON MY JOB LIKE I BEEN UNEMPLOYED IF YOU THINK YOU SOME DIFFERENT THEN ODDS ARE YOU’D BORE SABOTAGE YOUR POSITION WHILE PLANTIN DECOY/ 
SCREWS ARE LOOSE SO I BOLT IN A SCURRY WHEN I SHOW MY FURY REMAINDERS MUST HURRY OUT/
CARRY OUT YOUR DESCENT LIKE ITS PARAMOUNT/
CLIMB A MOUNTAIN IN SEARCH OF MY WHEREABOUTS/ IF YOU WANT IT THEN I MIGHT JUST GIVE IT OUT/ YOU WIT 12 WANT MY INFO TO SHIP IT OUT/ SEAL YOUR LIPS WHEN I BUTT IN MY STAPLE GUN/ AVERAGE JOE HOW YOU DODGING THEM STATEMENTS HUH? ADAM 22 BY MY LAP ITS NO JUMPING CUZ/ BRING THE RUCKUS SAY UNCLE I FUCK YOU UP/ BASH HIS BRAINS WIT MY STOMP LIKE IM EDWARD NORT/ IF YOU DOUBTIN MY RULE THEN I WILL RETORT/ PUSH YOU DOWN WHEN I PULL UP AT BAT FOR SPORT/ THROW SOME B’s AT YOU END UP ON BAD REPORTS/ CALL ME DEXTER WHEN IM IN THE LABORATORY/

Decoy (Prod. Disvstxr)

20K Freestyle (Prod. Bruhmanegod)

Mothership

lyrics: 

I don’t share sentiment

I don’t regard, I don’t approach 

I don’t applaud, I don’t feel what you wrote 

I don’t approve, you don’t impress, you don’t improve, 

you don’t prove nothing, I prove you wrong, I prove it all, you prove you pretend/ 

Leave you last, i leave you past, i leave you in cast, i leave you broken like stick in the grass, you leave embarrassed/ 

I do it all, you do what you can, I don’t try to do what you do but I can, then there goes your plans/



Of this nice life,

you were taken like the last slice apple of my eye and my past life 

I think about you and I ask why?

How could I act like such a bad guy knowing I’m not that guy? 

Regretted everything that last fight 

When you left me at that red light 

In my rear view were your headlights

I was in despair, crying cause I wasn’t there for you, when you needed me, I was not prepared for it/

stone cold stare at the wall by your artwork wrestled with the heaviest of thoughts while my heart hurt sinking to the bottom with the cup half empty,

that was right about the time that you left me/ 

I was right about thinking you would forget me somehow/

Or maybe bout you finding something different/

Feeling like you better off without me in your distance/

Judging me because of some mistakes I have to live with/ 



I just know that I miss you

(I just know that I miss you)

(You were more than my sunshine,

You were more than a lifeline,

You were more than the nighttime,

You were more than the sunrise)  



I want to take what I did back,

I want to take what you give back,

I want to take my head and go click clack

I want to wake up in some universe where we went back

I want to live in that wave length 

I want something I can’t have back,

I want something I can’t bring back,

I want something it’s you that I’m after

I want you but you won’t come back, I want you but you won’t come back...

I know that and it hurts so bad/

Fukkit - Apple of My Eye (Prod. Smith The Poet) *lyrics in desc*

Fukkit - Stamina (Prod. GHOST)

"EEIGHTYTHREE"
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BERSERK FT.KILL STACY PROD.Na$tii

TEKKEN+ - CLEAR OUT FREESTYLE [prod. $TRANDED]

Diablo - SORRY! (Explicit) ft. Lil Xan, PnB Rock

Mixed by TheWildDutchman

Lyrics:

MY SOUND AGE LIKE WINE TO ME 

STOP WASTING MY TIME MAN HONESTLY

SHOW YOU HOW TO DO THIS SHIT PROPERLY 

ITS CLEAR TO EVERYBODY IM THE GUY TO BEAT 

EARNED STRIPES BUT THEY HURT LIKE SCARS TO ME

NIGGAS STARTIN TO SOUND LIKE BRAUDS TO ME 

TRYNNA TALK LIKE A BITCH GO HEAD FOLLOW ME

ITS CLEAR YOU A FAN SO YOU STALKING ME



NIGGAS WANNA FIGHT TRY BLOCKING ME OR YA BODY END UP LYING CROSS THE STREET GET CAUGHT YOU AINT GETTING UP COMFORTABLY 

NO YOU NOT WHAT YOU CLAIM IN YOUR SONGS TO ME/

BITCH WANT SEE ME GOT GET YOUR GUY RIDDEN,

GOT JUICE LIKE SYNAGOGUE NOT KIDDING,

CREEPING UP MY SPINE CROSS ME LIKE FINISH,

BLOWING ON GREEN POP EYE LIKE SPINACH/ 

NOT GONNA LIE STYLE SO AUTHENTIC,

THATS WHY MY LIFESTYLE UNCUT AND UNRENDERED/ 

I GOT HOT LINES AND THEY BURN LIKE EMBER I SMOKE TWO G’S JUST TO MATCH MY SWEATER MY FACE MASK TIGHT BUT ITS NOT ALL LEATHER YOU SMELL DEAD SKIN THATS MY ENEMIES FEATHERS I DONT FEEL BAD KINDA BROUGHT ME PLEASURE/

SPITTING SICK LIKE IM UNDER THE WEATHER/ 

IM SO SELF CENTERED/

GET OFFENDED/

I JUST DESCENDED/

FROM THE HEAVENS/

I BROUGHT MY MESSAGE/

MIGHT AS WELL SEND IT/

TO ALL MY CRITICS/

STAY BEHEADED/ 

AND WHO YALL KIDDING/

LICK THE STAMP CAUSE YOU MUST BE TRIPPING/

SHE WANT FUCK BUT SHE DONT WANT MENTION/

CAUSE SHE DONT WANNA TALK BOUT BUSINESS ALL OVER HER TWITTER/ 

THIS AINT FOR BEGINNERS MY PENIS HER DINNER RAIN WHITE LIKE A WINTER SNOW STORM OUT IN DENVER/ 

I COME TO DELIVER YALL COME AND DISMISSAL/

RIDING HIGH LIKE A MISSILE I HIT YOU/ 

LOSING FRIENDS BY THE END OF MY PISTOL/ 

SAY GOODBYE BUT I KNOW THEY WONT MISS YOU/

LEAST THIS 38 SPECIAL GON KISS YOU/

SNUB NOSE CUTE HOW IT SNEEZE WHEN IT BLESS YOU/

Fukkit - To Me (Prod. Fluss Vlone)

Runaway (Prod. Andrew Luce)

lyrics:

BABY GIRL BLOW LIKE WHISTLE MY FLOW SO SICK THAT YOU MIGHT NEED TISSUE YOUR EX MAN LEFT YOU THATS NOT MY ISSUE/ 

MY FLOWS ON TIME ON SCHEDULE YOUR NIGGAS WANT TALK LIKE BITCHES I FEEL YOU IM BLOWING ON LOUD MAN I CANNOT HEAR YOU/ 

YOU POSE NO THREAT I CANT FEAR YOU I FIELD THAT SHIT LIKE A FIELD GOAL KICKER YOUR MAIN BITCH LEFT MAN IM SORRY JUST MISSED HER/ 

IM THROWING UP HARD BROWN LIQUOR IM BREAKING UP BLUE CHEESE IN TWO SWISHERS YOU FEEL THAT BREEZE WHEN THEM THINGS JUST MISS YOU/ 

BETTER YET FEEL THE PAIN WHEN IT HIT YOU/ 
NICE COFFIN I KNOW THAT IT FITS YOU/
DEATH LIKE YOUR BEST FRIEND IT JUST GETS YOU/
AND ITS ROUGH TO THE TOUCH LIKE A BRISTLE/ 
I CANT PRETEND I FUCK WITCHU/
AND I LAUGH AT THE FACT THAT YOU THINK SO/
STUNT LIKE WEE MAN 1 MIN GETS YOU/
AND IM EVERYWHERE LIKE BLACK ZETSU/

IM IN THE PAINT LIKE WAKA FLAME/
FLOW IS SO WET IT COULD START THE RAIN/
IM IN THE WALLS WHERE THE BLOCKS DECAY/
IM IN THE PICTURE YOU CUT OUT THE FRAME/ 
GO SAY HIS NAME BET THAT BOY LOOK ASHAMED/
HOW I DO BETTER THAN HIM IN HIS STATE/
LEAVING THAT BITCH AND SHE WANT ME TO STAY/
NIGHT AFTER NIGHT I KEEP MAKING MY DAY/ 
GIVE IT IN CASH, IM TALKIN MY PAY/
BLOWING ON GRASS, IT SMELL LIKE HAZE/ 
THE WAY THAT WE BALLED, ITS NO TOUPE/
THE FLOW IS LIKE WATER BOY, BOBBY BUSHAY/  
IM CHARGING THIS SHIT TO THE GAME, 
I DIDNT DO RAPPING FOR FORTUNE AND FAME,
I DID IT BECAUSE IF I DIDNT I WOULD BE INSANE, I KNOW I WOULD DO IT AGAIN, IM SO UP AHEAD CAUSE THIS BITCH STEADY GIVING ME BRAIN, I LOVE HOW SHE PULL ON MY MANE, IM LYING IF I SAID THAT I WOULDNT DO IT AGAIN, ITS WORTH EVERYTHING THAT I GAIN/ 

IM IN MY OWN DAMN LANE/ 
YALL NIGGAS INSANE IF YOU THINK THAT SHIT CHANGED/ 
I JUST BOUGHT A QUARTER YOU JUST CARRY CHANGE, WE WETTING YOU UP LIKE STAINS/ 
WHY COVER MY FACE WIT A MASK LIKE BANE, I WANT THEM TO KNOW IT WAS ME/ 
IM PRESSING THAT SHIT TO HIS HEAD IT GO BANG IM LEAVING HIS TORSO AND FRAME/
I DONT GIVE A FUCK BOUT YOUR CLAIMS OR A FADE, IM KNOCKING YOU OUT STOP PLAYING/ 
AND BOY WANNA TALK LIKE A BITCH WHAT HE SAYING, THEN GET ON YOUR KNEES START PRAYING/

Fukkit - Snake, Are You Okay?! (Prod. BLKSMIITH)

@ghostrage

VIDEO;
https://youtu.be/TaYSf7D8EuA

Lie and Look

Lie and Look (prod. Ghostrage x Rome) (VIDEOCLIP IN BIO)

Spotify:  https://open.spotify.com/track/2s6DkvdRlGew3V270Lymvb?si=8eaNjngrSzmBGE4-BIeA_Q

Apple Music: https://itunes.apple.com/us/album/sad-boy-hours-single/1453985251

Jerome - Sad Boy Hours [Prod. Magestick]

lyrics:

HOLD THAT BAKER NO ANTWON DIXON IM SMOKING ON COOKIE INSIDE OF MY KITCHEN THAT BOY GETTING CROSSED CAUSE A GOD HAS ARISEN/
I TOOK TWO FOURS TO THE FACE AND I PISSED IT/
NUMBER ONE STUNNA IM STONED WHILE I FLIP SHIT/ 
YOU WASHED UP AND THATS WHY YOU DO DISHES/ 
I HOLD THE BEAM LIKE A SATELLITE DISH IS/
WISH ME GOOD LUCK AS I FIST ON YOUR BITCH YES IM IN THE CUT/
ALCOHOL DRIP YES/
DO IT FOR SPORT/
RAPPING AND SHIT, YEA/
SAY WHAT I WANT, AND WHAT I DID HEH/ 
YOU COULDNT DO IT, AND YOU CANT SPIT YEA/
I GOT THE FLUID, ALL IN YO BITCH HAIR/
WHO I INFLUENCED, ALL OF MY KIDS THERE/
YOU LOOKING STUPID, IM LOOKING QUICK YEA/
FLOW IS SO CHANGED UP SAID THAT I CHANGED UP WHAT IF I CHANGE UP PUSSY AINT KNOW ME SO HOW IN THE FUCK COULD YOU SAY I DONE CHANGED UP? 
NIGGAS WANT SMOKE WELL IM THROWING MY GANG UP/ 
AND IM DONE PLAYING ROUND WIT THIS BACK N FORTH/
IM BOUT TO PULL UP AND SPRAY AT THE PORCH/
BROAD DAY, YOU GET TURNED TO A CORPSE/
BROADWAY, WHEN IM UP IN THE COURT/
THE AUTO START SINGING A TUNE LIKE T PAIN/ 
LASER GO LIGHT UP THE ROOM LIKE HEAT WAVES/
CLIP HOLD 30 HE COLD LIKE FREEZE FRAME/ 
BACK ON MY WAIST LIKE KEYCHAINS/ 
I GOTTA DO WHAT I DO WITHOUT DE-LAY/
BALL SO HARD MIGHT NEED A REPLAY/ 
EATING THESE RAPPERS IT FEEL LIKE A CHEAT DAY/
KNOWING THEY SWEETER THAN CHEESE CAKE/
MUST I SAY ANYTHING ELSE THAT IMPRESS YOU? 
LINES TOO CLOSE AND YOU SCARED THEY’LL MOLEST YOU/ 
FLOW IS SO SICK IT COULD COME AND INFECT YOU/
DR. OF RAP WHEN I COME TO DISSECT YOU/
WHY DID IT I DO IT AGAIN/
CAUSE YOU STILL DOING PRETEND/
THIS IS THE START OF YOUR END/
AND IM JUST ONLY BEGINNING/ 
BUT I BEEN KNOWN FOR JUST WINNING AND NO BULLSHITTIN BUT BALL LIKE PIPPIN MY LINES ARE THE TYPE THAT ARE NOT WORTH SKIPPING YOU MIGHT LEARN SOMETHING IF YOU PAY ATTENTION/ 
WHY DID I WANNA PROTECT YOU/
I SHOULDVE BEEN MORE NEGLECTFUL/
YALL ARE JUST SO DISRESPECTFUL/
OFFER A HAND TAKING HANDFULLS/ 
WHILE IM NO PERFECT EXAMPLE/
IM STILL THE BEST IF YOU HAD ONE/
AND I GOT BARS YOU CANT HANDLE THATS WHY YOU WANT READ ALL THEM SHITS LIKE A MANUAL/ 
MAN IM JUST CHANGING THE CHANNEL/
IM FOR MY SIDE LIKE A FLANNEL/
BUT I GOT BARS TO DISMANTLE AINT NO TIME FOR PANELING SHIT LIKE AN ANALYST/

Fukkit - Baker Has A Deathwish (Prod. BLKSMIITH)

lyrics:

IM WIT MY DOG LIKE A DOBERMAN SIC’EM
ADIDAS STRIPE ON ME I LOOK TOO OFFICIAL
THE FACT WE MADE IT HERE NOT INCIDENTAL
ASKING ME QUESTIONS, I DONT LIKE RIDDLES
THINKING ILL PLAY, WHILE THEY SING LIKE A FIDDLE
SLEEPING ON ME THEN YOU SOFT AS A PILLOW/
I DONT GOT TIME FOR THAT BULLSHIT KIDDO/
WHAT IS MY NICHE? RIGHT HERE I GUESS
30 ON ME WHEN I SHOOT ITS A SWISH
IN THE NET, AND I DONT REALLY STOP OR MISS/
NUMBER ONE ALWAYS THATS WHY THEY LOOK PISSED/ AND THE SECOND I DROP THEN THEY NOT FOR SHIT/
CAUSE I GOT HIT AFTER HIT ON THE LIST/ 
ENVIOUS OF MY FORMER ACCOMPLISHMENTS/
PUSSY ASS NIGGAS STILL SOUNDING JEALOUS/ 
AND I GOT ALL THE TIME,
IN THE WORLD TO GAIN CREDIT FOR KILLING YOU/ 
AND THE BLOOD THAT I SPILL HOWS IT FEEL TO YOU?/
AND THE DAMAGE I DO IS SO REAL TO YOU/
AND THE PUDDLES I USE AS A SWIMMING POOL DIVE IN THAT BITCH TAKE A BATH IN THE MINERALS/
ASK THE QUESTIONS I KNOW THAT WOULD RIDDLE YOU/
THROW MY BOY IN THE MIDDLE TO PICK ON YOU/ 
AND YOUR GIRL GOT A PROBLEM MY PICKLE/
WATCH GOLD BUT THE HANDS IN IT NICKLE/
RUSHING HARDER THAN HAMMER AND SICKLE/
WHILE I DRAW OUT THE LINE LIKE A STENCIL/ 
AND MY BARS JUST HIT LIKE MISSLE,
PICK A COFFIN MAKE SURE THAT IT FIT YOU/
AINT NO STOPPING THE RAP GAME SKITZO/
AND THE .38 SPECIAL DONT TICKLE/

Fukkit - Sic ft. Sabino (Prod. Fluss Vlone)

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big oof [prod. andruvv]

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CHORUS X2
Ima hop up out the saucer killin all the humans
they ain't keepin to my pace I show em how to move it
with that zap-o-matic I ain't scared bitch Ima shoot it
get the fuck up out my way I got shit Ima prove it

BENZO
alert level up bitch, shawty eat the bugs
I'm from the mud you cross me then eat a couple slugs
and I could give a motherfuck boi you isn't tough
I'm sorry for the juggin boss, gotta get my bucks

yea I'm greedy stupid hungry like some billy goats
subjects cry in pain I poke em with my needle nose
you know that benzo bouta blow that motherfucker close
and I can't do it for no hoes I do it cause I'm supposed

fuck what you heard bitch I'm under your bed
better trust all my words with that gun to your head
put the limbs in a bucket like, fuck it I'm a chef
wanna play yo donkey games you fuckin bouta get shrekt

take a dookie on your face hey, you up outta place mane
serotonin shortage bitch I take it day by day, ay
chemically imbalanced Ima eat them brains
go feel entitled by yo raps but bitch we not the same

CHORUS X2
Ima hop up out the saucer killin all the humans
they ain't keepin to my pace I show em how to move it
with that zap-o-matic I ain't scared bitch Ima shoot it
get the fuck up out my way I got shit Ima prove it

ADALWOLF
woke up you still hating rearranging when I'm shooting
got the dislocator and the ion detonator boomin
grab my shawty get the anal probes and make her fuckin do it
29799 we killin all the humans bitch Im

zap buzzin, put her with the gas and gun it
shrink ray, nail while I fuckin bust it
yea we at the function, yea we up to something
call me crypto when I fly thru with the saucer stunning

bustin on yo bitch before I'm blasting off
then I pass em with a passion all you faggots off
passing all the planets while you static I'm an astronaut
kid just suit up bitch you lil bitch just like a basketball you average dog

CHORUS X2
Ima hop up out the saucer killin all the humans
they ain't keepin to my pace I show em how to move it
with that zap-o-matic I ain't scared bitch Ima shoot it
get the fuck up out my way I got shit Ima prove it

destroy all humans ft. adalwolf [prod. andruvv]

HOLY SHIT

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throw dat set ft. B Gibs [prod. havoc]

PRODUCED BY: @BRUHMANEGOD
COVER BY:@EVIAXMOSS

I DONT WANNA HEAR IT [ prod. BMG ]

lyrics:


YOU WAS TRYNNA KNOCK ME OFF MY WAVE BUT I BEEN SURFIN BITCH/
SHE SAY IM COLD BLOODED CAUSE MY DICK LOOK LIKE A SERPENT BIH/ 
I HAD TO GO MY WAY CAUSE THERE’S SERPENTS IN THESE CIRCLES KID/ 
NIGGAS WANT MY PROMO, WANT MY NAME BUT THEY CANT HAVE IT BACK/ 
YOU CAN HAVE THAT FRIENDLY SHIT YOU SOLD NOW GO HEAD TAKE IT BACK/
NIGGAS THINK IM SHORT FROM ALL THESE ANGLES THAT IM SHOOTIN AT/ 
CLIP THE PHOTO TO THE MAGAZINE INSIDE THE DUFFEL BAG/ 
I MADE 30 THEN MADE 30,000 JUST FOR DOING THAT/ 
YOU WOULD NEVER UNDERSTAND,
THE VERY PERSON THAT I AM,
YOU CANT BE YOU WITHOUT THEM XANS,
I CANT BE ME WITHOUT THIS TRASH/ 
INDUSTRY IS ALL ASS/ 
NIGGAS WANT MY AUTOGRAPH/ 
HOW SHOULD I RESPOND TO THAT/
NIGGA BRING THE PEN AND PAD/ 
I DONT GOT TIME TO SIT AND CHAT/
150 ON MY DASH/
HOPEFULLY I FUCKING CRASH/
EMPTY OUT MY THOUGHTS ALL ON THE WINDOW OF A TINTED JAG/ 
ROLL ONE UP AND TAKE A DRAG/ 
OUT IN HELL I CATCH A CAB/
ON THE WAY HOME BRINGING SNACKS/
ALL THESE BITCH ASS RAPPERS STILL IN TRAINING WHILE IM ON TRACK/ 
YOU CANNOT RESIST OR TRY DISMISS ALL THAT I BROUGHT BACK/ 
FROM THE PLACE YOU NEVER BEEN,
DOING EVERYTHING YOU DIDNT/ 
MONEY GROWING TALLER PATIENCE SHORTER LIKE A FUCKING MIDGET/
YOU STILL SMOKING ON MIDGET/
I GOT ANGER PROBLEMS BUT I STALL’EM TIL THE SHOW AND PISS IT/
FUCKING ON A BLOND BRIDGETTE,
POPPING SO MUCH PILLS AND I FORGOT WHERE I LEFT THE PRESCRIPTION/ 
THEY COULD TALK A LOT BUT THATS JUST CAUSE THEY DONT KNOW HOW TO LISTEN/ 
I PUT ALL MY PROBLEMS ON A PAPER THEN THEY GET SUBMITTED/
BITCH YOU WANNA TALK ABOUT MY PAPER LIKE ITS GRADED GET IT/
WHEN ITS TIME TO EAT I TREAT THE BEAT JUST LIKE SOME GOURMET DISHES/ 
IM THE GREATEST RAPPER THATS NO CAP SO CHECK YOUR FUCKING FITTED/

Fukkit - Serpents (Prod. DiRT)

lyrics:

CLIP LONG LIKE A DVD 
FILL MY LUNGS UP WITH THE THC
DROP THE BODY OFF-ROAD NO ATV
GIMME HEAD HOLD IT DOWN LIKE POP
FLOW CRYSTAL METH,
LYRICS PCP,
AND IM WITH JOE ROGAN ON DMT
MAKING HIT AFTER HIT LIKE THE UFC
CANON SHOTS THEN IT FLASH LIKE TMZ
TALKING MEETINGS WITH HIGHER UP ENTITIES
ALEX JONES MAN YOU NEED TO COME FOLLOW ME 
AND YO MAIN BITCH WANNA COME SWALLOW ME
SCRATCH PAPER THEN WIN LIKE THE LOTTERY
I CONTROL WHAT YOU SAY SO DONT START
LET ME PAUSE TIL IT GET TO THIS PART 
FLOW WET AND ITS NOT NOAH’s ARK
OUT FOR BLOOD WHEN I SWIM ITS A SHARK 
AND MY NIGGAS STRAIGHT SHOOT LIKE DARTS 
WATCH ME PULL HER G STRING LIKE HARPS
DEEPTHROAT THEN YOU CHOKE LIKE D’ARCE
FLOW HOT OUTTA SPACE LIKE MARS
CHOCOLATE BITCH WANNA LICK MY BARS
BUST A NUT THEN I SKRT LIKE CARS 
POCKETS FAT LIKE THEY DONT SKIP CARBS 
PLUG ME IN FOR THE FREE NO CHARGE
IM IN THIS BITCH WITNESS THIS SWIFT AS A SCISSOR KICK CUT THAT LIL ACT FOR YOU SPLIT LIKE A SNIPPET
QUIT COMING AT ME,
YOU NOT GONNA BE,
WHERE YOU WANNA BE,
YOU WANNABE ME/ 

IM LEAVING HER WET WHEN I SPRAY LIKE A SQUIRTLE
YOU TALK LIKE A PUSSY GET JUMPED LIKE A HURDLE 
IM DROPPING THEM SHELLS, FLOOR COVERED IN TURTLES,
THE MOMENT THEY FELL, WE WIPING THE BURNER/
EXIT THE VEHICLE LEAVE UNASSERTIVE I THROW THE KEYS INTO THE DRAIN BY THE CURB WHEN IM/  
DROPPING THEM SHELLS, FLOOR COVERED IN TURTLES,
THE MOMENT THEY FELL, WE WIPING THE BURNER/
WHATCHU GON SAY NOW THO? WHAT U GON SAY? 
2 9’s tucked, RETRO JACE
ya main get fucked, on first dates/

Fukkit - Doing Acid With Alex Jones (Prod. Fluss Vlone)

lyrics:

TREAT THIS SHIT LIKE A GAME GET ON MY LEVEL/
HIGH AS FUCK WHILE YOU DOWN WE DO NOT SETTLE/ 
WATCH ME COOK UP THE BARS LIKE ITS HOT METAL/
AND IM COLD YOU COULD TELL IM A COOL FELLOW/ 
DONT FORGET WHO GO UP LIKE A PULL LEVER/ 
MAKE YA BITCH GIMME BRAIN AND SHE SO CLEVER/
AND I KNOCK WIT THE BASS WHILE YOU SO TREBLE/
EAT MY DICK YOU DISGRACE HOPE ITS ALL SETTLED/ 
IN THE CHAIN OF COMMAND AND I STILL PETTLE/ 
IM A STONE AND YOU MORE LIKE A SMALL PEBBLE/ 
AND I LOVE HOW YOU MAD LIKE A SMALL FELLOW/
AND YOU GOING OUT BAD THATS ON ALL LEVELS/ 
AND I KEEP IT 100 I COULD KEEP IT GOING AND GET IN BETWEEN LIKE A MARSHMALLOW/ 
WHEN I LEAVE ITS A DROP LIKE FALL SCHEDULE/ 
WHILE I STILL MAKE IT POP LIKE A HOT KETTLE/

WHERE THEY AT,
I COME TO ATTACK,
I GET’EM ON WAX,
ITS MURDER ON TRACKS,
KNOW-IT-ALL FACTS,
NEVER NO PASS,
SMOKING ON PACKS,
AND WE ON FAST/
GIMME THAT,
UNOPENED UP PACK,
WE FILL IT WITH RACKS,
I GET IN MY BAG,
KEEP GETTING YOU BACK,
THAT QUARTERBACK SACK,
I FEEL EM OUT STAT,
IM PEELING OUT PAST/ 


AND IM STILL WIT THAT MALLET TO BASH/
IM SO FLY I JUST MIGHT HAVE TO CRASH/
IM THE SHIT LIKE YOU WIPING YA ASS/
AND IM SMOKING ON WEED LIKE GRASS/
WE DONT TOKE ON THE WEED OUT GLASS/
STOP SIPPING THE LEAN SO FAST/ 
I DONT NEED WHAT YOU NEED SO BAD/
PED’s FOR THE RAP GAME TRASH/ 

AND IM BACK WIT A MOFUCKIN ANTHEM/
BLACK BAGGING THIS SHIT LIKE RANSOM/
AND THESE RAPPERS POP UP AT RANDOM/
THEN YOU TURN TO THE FULL BLOWN FANDOM/ 
AND YOU EAT UP THAT SHIT LIKE CANDY/
AND I PROMISE YOU NIGGAS IS CANCER/ 
WITH A GRIP ON THE COLD OF MY HANDGUN/ 
WHILE I KEEP IT ON LOCK LIKE A PASSWORD/


THOUGHT I STOPPED BUT IM NOT EVEN CLOSE,
SO YOU MIGHT AS WELL JOT DOWN NOTES,
CAUSE IM TEACHING YOU NIGGAS THE ROPES,
WHILE IM TUNING TECHNIQUE LIKE A COACH,
I WONT DIE LIKE A GOD DAMN ROACH,
IM SO DIRTY BUT SLICK LIKE SOAP,
I JUST KEEP ON MY GRIP TIGHT THROAT,
THEN YOU DIE WHEN I CLINCH MY CHOKE/ 


UH UH UH UH 
YA YA YA YA

FULL BLOWN MENACE, 
MY FLOW CHANGE UP/ 
YOURS DONT, I DONT CARE HOW YOU STAY GANGED UP/
CUT THROAT, THATS THE WAY I WAS RAISED THANK GOD,
FULL CULT, THATS THE FANBASE I GAINED ON THE GO/
IM THE GOAT/ 
YOU CANNOT UNDERSTAND WHAT I WROTE, ON GOD/ 
I DONT WANNA TALK LIKE YALL SIT FAR/
I CAME ALONE WHILE YOU STILL IN THE CAR/
SPENT TWO RACKS ON A NEW COMPUTER/
JUST TO MAKE SURE YOUR NOT ON PAR/
I SPENT THE DAY SHITFACED AT THE BAR/ 
YOU CANNOT FACE ME OR FACE GOD/
EITHER WAY, FACE ME, YOU’LL FACE ONE/
OPEN UP PHASE TWO, DONE PHASE ONE/ 
OPEN UP ONCE MORE AND JUST BE DONE/ 
I COULD JUST RIP YOU IT’D BE REAL FUN/

Fukkit - Really (Prod. BLKSMIITH)

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