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Ok this is the last single before the album drops I love you guys <3

art by @welkin1213 on IG

Lyrics:

(TRIPLE777)

I put that fa**** where the grass is,
Fuck money I be jackin off at Sax Fifth,
Lets run it bitch I dont think you wanna catch this,
Face filled with plastic when im done spazzin,
Fuck yo face up oh my god so tragic,
Break yo throat now you gaspin no breath closed casket,
Matches to ashes im so done ive had it,
Burn you alive then I tag it and bag it,
Read the Necronomicon before brunch,
I feel just like Genghis Khan I kill runts,
Fuck you pussy ima god so pray up,
You about to see yo grandma suckin cock,
I dont give a single fuck and then some,
You can catch me goin dumb and gettin buck,
Fuck yo momma makin love cant get enough,
Me and H to the X STAGE goin nuts,

(HXSTAGE)

Mom look I’m on skotskr beat,
Don’t give a shit about anything, 
haven’t reached my peak,
Hate this living shit low key, 
I’m not impressed by anything quit this shit go to sleep, 
I can’t take you fucks when you gonna give it up, 
Bitch you runners up you fuckin suck,
Like a fuckin whore, 
Lick my nuts, 
Woah, 
Imma knock a pussy to the floor, 
Bitch you better be ready to get it in, 
Bitch I been ready to go look at your throat, 
Look at the muhfucking blade in it,
Come around here and you float off in the moat, 
Fed to the muhfucking gators bitch,
There’s no room for sorry there’s no way that you can take it back,
Everything is building and it,
And it tears at my skin again, 
Ruining everything making me crave the end,
Take it away,
Make it go,
Take it a-fucking-way.

BODYBAG

BODYBAG - TRIPLE777 x HXSTAGE (PROD. SKOTSKR)

mixed by tsaruicide

Art by https://instagram.com/cl0wnr0t?utm_medium=copy_link

Prod https://instagram.com/_exzyyy_?utm_medium=copy_link

INSOMNIAC (PROD.EXZYYY)

HXLX X KARATEL X FROSTTT - HITMAN [HXLX]

C-4 (feat. GOREJIT)

art @pukked (insta)
https://instagram.com/pukked

mixed by @gorejit

FT: GOREJIT & KILL EBOLA
https://soundcloud.com/abortedaudio
https://soundcloud.com/gorejit

prod. @hxlx

SPOTIFY

FAZE5 OF DEATH w/ GOREJIT x KILL EBOLA [HXLX]

frosttt - POISON w/ GOREJIT [FROSTTT]

FOUND THIS OPEN FROM GORE, WE WAS BOUTTA MAKE A SONG AS HE QUIT, SO I RECENTLY FINISHED THIS SHIT. HOPE U ENJOY.

@GOREJIT @FRXSTTT

RIP GOREJIT / RIP FROST

LYRICS:

GOREJIT:

BALLISTIC CPU ON THE STOCK
AND SHOOT WITH MY 50 CAL PUT U INTO SHOCK
PARACHUTE INTO IRAQ IM WAITING FOR THE DROP
FUCKBOYS STAY ON MY DICK THEY WATCHING FOR MY DROPS
I GOT 5 BB BELTS ON, UR BITCH IS ON MY COCK
BULLETPROOF VEST SNIPERS POSTED UP ON THE ROCK
DO THIS SHIT FOR ALLAH I AINT NEVER GONNA STOP
MUZZLE BREAK ON WHEN WE SHOOTIN THRU THE FOG

I GOT 5 BB BELTS ON, UR BITCH IS ON MY COCK
BULLETPROOF VEST SNIPERS POSTED UP ON THE ROCK
DO THIS SHIT FOR ALLAH I AINT NEVER GONNA STOP
MUZZLE BREAK ON WHEN WE SHOOTIN THRU THE FOG

RIDDLE:

BITCH WE CREEPIN THRU IRAQ
GOT A BOMB STRAPPED TO MY BACK
IMMA CRAWL UP N ATTACK
BLOW UP ON A STUPID FAG

IMMA FUCKIN ZOMBIE
TRY N FUCKIN STOP ME
I AINT GOT NO FUCKIN FEELINGS
I KILLED THE PAPARAZZI

ME N GORE GON TAKE UR BRAINS
WE GOT SNIPERS ON THE ROOF
WE JUST PULLED UP TO BRING U PAIN
WE JUST SMOKED UP ON THAT BOOF
U BETTER HOPE U GOT GOOD AIM
CUZ IF U SHOOTIN AT MY BODY THEN I LIVE ANOTHER DAY...
I LIVE ANOTHER DAY

CREEPIN UP WE EAT UR BRAINS JUST LIKE RAMEN
BOMB STRAPPED TO BACK FEEL LIKE OSAMA BIN LADEN
2 BELTS IN MY BAG AND A BOMB THAT NEEDS DISARMIN
DRINK UR FUCKIN BLOOD N EAT UR FLESH BECAUSE IM STARVIN

LEAVE UR FUCKING BODY IN A POOL OF UR OWN BLOOD
IM KILLING EVERYONE N EVERYTHING IT KEEPS ON ADDING UP
JUST POPPING PILLS N DRINKING CODEINE THINK I NEED TO SOBER UP
THATS JUST ANOTHER REASON WHY I WILL BE DEAD IN LIKE A MONTH...

"man idk why u guys listen to me, but i fuckin love u for it.
shoutout to everyone that fucks with me, shoutout to my brothers, shoutout to necrosociety.
shoutout to gorejit... even tho that bitch fuckin quit/"

GOREJIT:

I GOT 5 BB BELTS ON, UR BITCH IS ON MY COCK
BULLETPROOF VEST SNIPERS POSTED UP ON THE ROCK
DO THIS SHIT FOR ALLAH I AINT NEVER GONNA STOP
MUZZLE BREAK ON WHEN WE SHOOTIN THRU THE FOG

'damn that was a fuckin hit, smack the like button and leave a comment if u dont want killriddle to commit suicide.
oh yeah and share this shit so necro trap can be mainstream, nahhh, just joking, fuck that'

ZOMBIES IN IRAQ FT. GOREJIT (PROD. FROSTTT)

PROD. @hatchetsaww x @ii9k
self mixed cus swag
cover artist: @torturechainn

LYRICS:

INJECT:

TALK SHIT MP7 HIT YO FUCKIN DOME
I KEEP ALL THE BANDS ON ME YEAH SHE LOVE MY CHROME
FUCK THAT LIL PUSSY BOY HE A CLONE
I SAID FUCK THAT LIL PUSSY BOY HE A CLONE
CHOPPA ON MY BODY IMA KEEP IT MAX PRESTIGE
GUCCI DUFFLE BAG I STAY POSTED WITH MY DIRTY LEAN
SPIN THAT BLOCK
SPIN THAT BLOCK
I KEEP A- I KEEP A LAZER ON MY BEAM
I KEEP A LAZER ON MY BEAM

NIHILIST:

PU WITH THAT MP7 PRESS IT TO YO DOME
NEVER GAF ABOUT A BITCH
LEAVE ME TF ALONE
CHROMEHEART ON MY FIT U HELLA BROKE
MORTAR STRIKE YO FUCKIN HOME
CATCH A FADE U TALKIN LOW
AUTOMATIC WITH THE SCOPE
ROCK A COUPLE BANDS ON MY CHEST IMA TRAPSTAR
BIND U TO MY WALL IMA RIP UR FUCKIN LIMBS APART
GOT THAT DEAGLE WITH A RED DOT ON MY WAIST
SPAS 12 WITH A DRAGON BREATH SHELL TO YO FACE

BULLET BARRAGE W/ INJECT [HATCHET X INJECT]

sinddas200

>'RooTTn'{ [type= /Пусть всё горит]

the truth is “Spittin’ Scully (Cold Case Files)” is a mythic rap descent into conspiracy, possession, and dimensional collapse. The track opens with coded bars and swamp gospel warnings, invoking plagues, cursed weapons, and spectral allies. As the beat unfolds, the lyrics spiral through alien lore, government corruption, and psychological warfare—out there .  

Scully

PSYCHO W/ KAMAARA (PROD. GRIMGOBLIN)

BAD STRAINS 001
Prod. Klimonglue
747
Lyrics:
Coming from the mud to a motherfucking garbage can
Choppa with a scope got me feelin like the taliban
Turn em to a ghost, like it’s motherfukin Pacman
Cuttin on some dope,  and smokin on some Pakistan/
Always got a mask, and I always leave your pockets broke
I ain’t ever ask, shawty always wanna top me though
I ain’t give her cash, if she want it imma block the hoe
I ain’t ever cap, hitchu wita blicka blocka smoke/
Blicka blocka knockin with the choppa on your coffin door
I ain’t kill em I just hit em up and left his collar broke
I ain’t finish, I just got the addy imma hollow you
I got your bitches number, I never finna call her tho/
From da gutter,
Now I’m movin like I’m undercover/
Jacket on my body, hidin everything that’s under
Yeh yeh
Shawty met me now she wanna be my lover, I ain’t love her but told that bish I’m down to go and fuck her/
take ya mother soul
Fitty in the clip it at your brudduh soul
..He ain’t really bout it broker his poker face he fuckin fold
Fuck em though
I ain’t need a hunnid need hunnid more
Vamanos, now I’m shippin in I got some money dough/
Fuck a hoe, imma fly my shawty in from in from mexico
Hella dope, only smokin gasoline like Texaco
Medical, Imma turn a rapper to a vegetable
I’m never eatin bullets, only faygo mixed with hella smoke/
Pullin right up and I’m puttin hunnid round drum it gon plug up yo whip
Pullin right up and I’m putting a hunnid round glizzy it shootin and fuck up yo fit
Bullet gon hit em, I swear I ain’t miss em, or missin my mark, it gon hollow yo ribs
I got a hunnid on me, and the glizzy on me, and i buying the mourgue like a witch
Lil bitch/
(Haha she ain’t a 10 but I swear that she fuckable)

GOREJIT - 9SLUTTORTURECHAMBER ft. NOVISION [PROD. @TRIPLESIXDELETE]

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