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rest in peace to all of the people who died and couldn’t get to listen to this masterpiece 

a meeting of brilliance w this song, fucking filthy 

It is just how it is.
feat: @xatashi

prod: @sweatshirty & @frxsttt

BULLPUP W/ XATASHI [PROD. SWEATSHIRTY & FROSTTT]

written & preformed by fxckjamie
produced by kill ebola
cover art by gashum

(Lyrics)

Bitch I’m fucked up 
Trapped in my mind
it’s a prison, I’ve been locked up 
Glock 45 by side 
will make you hush up 
Fuck wit my set 
we gon’ meet you with our guns up 
(with our guns up)

Fuck 100 bitch I keep to the fucking max
I just keep shittin on y’all like I took a lax
4 white hoes and they knockin on the door
I never let them in, bitch I be on my own

Catch a tummy tuck
boy you outta luck 
I want all the blood
I want all the guts (x2)

BLOODSHED [PROD. KILL EBOLA]

[Prod.ELE]
Mix & Master [ELE]
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(Cover)
@akvri
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[ELE]
Finally this year ends
got through all this
without any fucking friends
2k23 people still follow trends
fuck, I hate everyone
i don't need to pretend 
it's a never ending story
you will never hear a sorry
working for the fucking glory 
welcome it's the new century
times get colder, feeling frosty
people questioning if this is a simulation
maybe but we all are build in manipulation
everything is so fucked up
but all of this people dont talk
it's okay close your mouths
and shut the fuck up

[ELE & nAvvv]
now we all shut up
now we all shut the fuck up
now we all shut up
now we all shut the fuck up

[nAvvvi]
first off, cleopatra was a whore
great job from the people next door
told me everything was right than said "hit the floor"
watching tik tok bitches makes me wanna be a carnivore
atta boy
never could i had afford
all the shitties that you've worn
bitch im bored, of all the bullshit you riding for
"switch it up"
that's okay
mini mouse was probably slobbin knobbin anyway
get away
bitch olay
i dont want another plate
ride a wave
then jump the ship and say, baby not today
aint that kinda funny, ain't it babe
you made the money, i made the wave

[ELE & nAvvv]
now we all shut up
now we all shut the fuck up
now we all shut up
now we all shut the fuck up

SHUT UP! (ft.nAvvvi)

Features: 
https://soundcloud.com/drear26
https://soundcloud.com/c3of
Prod:
https://soundcloud.com/pxlse
Art Work:
https://soundcloud.com/the0000

No Human Will Survive

No Human Will Survive FT Drear & Saint Sleep (Prod. PULSE)

LINEUP:
@C3OF
@MUGETSU117
@NAVVVI
@DISTORTIONTHE1
@ISTASHA

PRODUCED BY @WASBEATZ
MIXING BY @NAVVVI
COVERT ART BY @LENFANTLONDON, @PRXPVNE & @C3OF

LYRICS:
[PAPA SLEEP]
Sirens blazing out the window smoking ash the blunt right on your face
count the zeros on the check cant erase the money
X marks the spot
Put a glock in your stomach
I need big bags
Black cash
Get it on the dark net

Out of my bandwidth out of this planet
Blood in the river living so famished

Skin ripped flash flood bitch drip big whip you the shit huh
Bury me with all the funds
Laughing to the grave mercenaries branded on my chest yuh

[CHORUS]
We won't let you...
You can send a bunch of threats and we wont wave the white flag
Blur our story.
Reciprocate your flesh and we might think to give yo life back
We can't let you walk in...
You can send a bunch of threats and we wont wave the white flag
Spreading your hate up here.
Reciprocate your flesh and we might think to give yo life back

[LORD DISTORTION & NAVVVI]
Now you the target, a dot on ya head
Mercenaries are the cause of ya death
//
Might flex my problems
Like cause and effect
Cock eyed the eyes roll from out side the head
//
You a ninfo, a second from a head, moe
You a lowblow, a joker like you Hannibal
//
Addy In my right hand, scope on my eye socked
Finna wave the white flag huffin fumes to die off it
Fuck it, you go timid when it's time
Your Never innit, bitch
//
Everything the matter when you staring at my fucking angle
//
Red dot hit his business he ain't get the chance to finish shit
//
Bitch dont be coming for my record cause you dont know about it
Ive been a fit astounded when vomit exits out ya mouf
Holo-graphic like its auto-traffic you can give it doubt
//
Grope a scope
And load the mag
I brought the rope
You brought the bag
I wanna ball
I So fuck a tag
Cut the law
And flush the pack
//
BITCHES BE SMELLING LIKE YOU I SWEAR
//
Bang your girl and I pull her hair
Going idle off the script
She finna move into my lair
//
Pebbles are kickin i giggle when im in yo face
Quittin the actin like baby part of the race
//
Bullets hit his body if he ever finna waste time
//
Ya girlie she callin i hit it wit a fucking glaze
//
Said she wanna come again she said she has a great time

[CHORUS]
We won't let you...
You can send a bunch of threats and we wont wave the white flag
Blur our story.
Reciprocate your flesh and we might think to give yo life back
We can't let you walk in...
You can send a bunch of threats and we wont wave the white flag
Spreading your hate up here.
Reciprocate your flesh and we might think to give yo life back

[ISTASHA]
If I gotta guess it now your four is idle

Foreign fluid washing all denial

Time to set the motor off to vital

Running on two slap the gear
When I wanna get dramatic
Imma place me on a stage
Watch your tragic credit
Grab it get it stuck on in the cake
Cage
Cane
Fuck

Blinded set
No light reflect the scales
Running back
Little lizard
On cruise
Let it capsize

Dumping money
Point at what you get and I got it
I run the track around it
I just sold my eyes I can’t find em
I must define the constraints

I cover callous gauze
With autographs of all of my problems
Upon establishing all of my shit is only complaints

Bitch you Oughta get sucked down with your white flag

But you get stopped
Desktop
Wiped
Pressing down the drain
centrifuge
Get Messed up

[CHORUS]
We won't let you...
You can send a bunch of threats and we wont wave the white flag
Blur our story.
Reciprocate your flesh and we might think to give yo life back
We can't let you walk in...
You can send a bunch of threats and we wont wave the white flag
Spreading your hate up here.
Reciprocate your flesh and we might think to give yo life back

BLACK CASH

WHITE FLAG

Stream/Buy

GULLY track 9 featuring @istasha and @auxking

Produced, mixed and mastered by Na$tii @nastiitaxii

Lyrics:
Verse 1: Na$tii
I’m in your pocket pot of greed
just how it’s got to be 
it ain’t no different 
than these doctors 
at these pharmacy
it ain’t addiction 
this is orchestrated policy 
talking visions of a future 
where the boot is not just 
stomping out our will to breath 
and 
I can speak it honestly 
it doesn’t matter
middle finger to police 
2 warning shots 
then we scatter 
I beleive we need a leader 
y’all are happy w a master 
when you shoot em my advice is either stomach or the bladder 

you bum ass little actors know you copy the script
when that gun sounds  it’ll separate the sharks from the shrimp 
you come at any one of us we gonna clap till u limp 
throw ya body in Styx all that I feel is contempt 

Chorus: Na$tii
shit I must ask 
forest why you run fast?
forest why you got all those prescriptions 
from the drug lab ?
forest why they saying that you stupid 
 front the whole class 
they don’t know we always gon be running 
and they hate that you can run fast 
x2 

Verse 2: Na$tii
double up the bag
and hit with the vaseline
the mini pigs well never tag it 
slipping through security 
never picky but for drugs i need the purity 
never wrap it but can’t have another mouth to feed
honestly its getting pretty cheap to pay the tweaker fee 
I tell em place the burner 
right beneath the tank of gasoline 
blowing out the window screen 
member smoking pounds of green 
and sippin in the kitchen as we 
ashing in the fucking sink 
rick moranis looking ass 
go find a kid to shrink 
when you pull the trigger 
pay attention not to  fucking blink 
shawty want a ring 
i gave her one at finger length 
y’all love to follow 
I’m afraid you lost the skill to think 
turned creator to consumer 
with that kool aid drink 
when u run up ya margins 
theirs is larger shit so outta sync
with ya girl the other week she got some crazy kinks
face don’t match the body
guess I’ll call that  bitch a fucking sphinx

Chorus:

Verse 2: Istasha
Cryptic as a Cicada
When locked 
Grasping my jaw 
So pry it open; my mouth it appears Vacated enough 

Self worth of Tardigrade in a gutter 
I gotta depleted the premium 
eat it to be Persuaded Later 

Run Just overclock
The doc got prescriptions 
serving of mescaline 
Resting upon the shelf in the shelter
Renew the print Over counter 
You wash 
Chase it down gallons cattle broth 
Hit the Clorox bottle bouncing off the tarmacGot a Full set rinse
All of my Brushes set aside just ain’t 
Ain’t the same fucking thing 
All of my vices are mnemonic 
I got that antigen again 
Taste just like a can of paint 
Second drop down in seconds 
Stop to track it got no mentsu

Hand folding to stress 
Like a Diamond 
ace surveillance cellar 

No saving 

Brain Run in a mess 
Like it’s Simon says with Hellen Keller 

Pre Chorus: Istasha
Shit I must ask 
Forest why you run fast
Forest why you got all those prescriptions from the drug lab 
Forest why they saying that you’re stupid front he whole class
They don’t know we always gon be running and they hate that you can run fast

Chorus Repeats:

Forrest Ft. Istasha & Auxxk

GULLY track 6 featuring @home_less

Produced by Na$tii @nastiitaxii and Homele$$ @home_less

Mixed and Mastered by Na$tii

Lyrics:
Verse 1:
fry a snitch out w the burner guess I gave that rat a tooly
of course its still a pig if its off duty
rappers ain’t do shit unless u poppin guess they all turned into groupies 
13k I guess yo life a movie 
my shit steady moving like a welter weight 
shatter and some powder on my dinner plate
I did this myself all you did was fucking delegate 
you put on the vest don’t look at my when that shit detonate 
labels wanna penetrate you ain’t got shit  to celebrate 
hold that tongue unless u want that shit removed 
I ain’t into flexing cause I ain’t got shit to prove
all you rude pissy bitches got no bread just attitudes 
jumping out the plane no parachute 
you ain’t going home lil pussy ain’t no magic in them shoes 
better duck when I start knocking for the goose
middle finger to rules
to the judges
to the court and to the ghouls
funding prisons while there’s lead up in the schools
pre k huffin on them fumes 

Hook: Na$tii
after we grind it we gon mix it 
split it and divide it
making lines we going fishing 
we ain’t gonna knock 
we touring houses like they listed
hear the gavel knock
plaintiff acquired 
x2 

Verse 2:

blast at the fitted 
poke holes in that cap
I know mans get indicted from
details in rap
got that meat from bone 
all my dogs want a scrap 
no emp
I’ll find you off the map 
man this shit aint subliminal 
homie relax
cut the umbilical 
bitch u attached 
you stay dropping  Ls cause u stuck in a chat
stick like a Barbie but this shit go brat

brains on the wall that’s sum mind reader shit 
walking in  circles that blind leader shit
you do music for clout bro I’m begging you quit 
Louis 13 how I’m doing the whip 
sick I might spit up
grip got a hiccup
bitch u mark  twist you up like a Phillip 
bitch you a square aiming south till u dancing
flexing a loan bitch put down the advances

Hook Chopped

Plaintiff Co-Prod. Homele$$

GULLY track 4 featuring @christdillinger

Produced by Na$tii @nastiitaxii and Venting Palace @ventingpalace

Mixed and Mastered by Na$tii

Lyrics:
verse 1: Na$tii 
ok you got me I’ll be honest
I came in for the crown
I don’t fuck with any honour 
burn the court ground 
ain’t no question fuck with law 
I watch a hog get hound 
stomp the fuck outta ya  jaw
whole block heard the sound 
fuck ya dollar fuck ya dreams
we in squalor you aint safe 
we just fighting for the scraps they done ran off with the plate 
greedy ate the fucking whole thang 
more bricks than Mojang
catch me posted on the porch
with all my brothers smoking propane 
 got no shame 
they be steady stealing from the no names
and get they got petty egos 
till we die we getting no fame 
like  cobain
or Kennedy 
 blow my fucking brain
and let Jacky wash her jacket 
maybe one day she’ll go change 
the enemies a deputy 
his office is the range 
 don’t want the pay penalty 
I need to get away 
atleast a good distraction 
smoking alcohol in vapours 
rolling backwoods by the thousands 
I ain’t never fucked w papers

I don’t need the fucking razor
I used to never let go
touching on my scars 
make her scream like she a Van Gogh 
I still hit the gym bitch u get pressed like a piano 
but if I’m gonna lose then shit I might just stick to ammo 
then hop back to the crib 
and roll up my problems in tobacco 
Brodie did his time
for pushing rocks like he backhoe
I kept my composure 
y’all be rattin ‘fore the bail post
and  I kept my composure 
y’all be rattin  ‘fore  the bail post

chorus: Na$tii
nah we ain’t stopping till the jail close
turn up in the pit 
like amazon deliver elbows 
we living in a hell hole 
but that’s just what it is 
and we been knowing this shit
since we was just a kid

we turn up in pit 
bloody up the fit 
and we ain’t got a fuck to give
we barely got the rent 
middle finger to the bishop
to the pigs and to the feds
wish they come get caught up in the mix

Verse 2: CHRIST DILLINGER

Chorus Repeats

Amazon Ft. CHRIST DILLINGER Co-Prod. Venting Palace

GULLY track 11

Produced Mixed and Mastered by @nastiitaxii 

Lyrics:
verse: Na$tii
I hear a tire crunch the gravel
ready for the battle 
gripping on the paddle 
I ain’t beefing with nobody
I ain’t bummin with the cattle 
I’m like Mullen with the Zilla rail
a villa filled with chattel 
psychedelics in my system 
knock my head round like a rattle 
got that Bella on my keychain
looking whiter than a chapel 
got Griselda in my brain 
u really think I’m tryna grapple 
saw em scraping up that body front the staples
saw em lacing up that chronic with the angels 
it’s ironic how the paper
make em violent to they neighbour
but they begging that the robber baron 
stay replacing labour 
arms for caper 
lungs full of  vapour 
I put up my hands up  for a second I was actually a savour
got no love for any middlemen
but I respect hustle 
can’t play games with the business
not expect to meet the muscle
can’t placate to these bitches
or they’ll slap u with the muzzle
all my brothers staying ignant
matching pieces like a puzzle 
matching pieces of a designer 
doesn’t mean u got a style 
brought yo girl out to the crib
she asked to suck me with a smile 
gully spit that ugly shit 
I’m na$ty bitch I’m fucking vile 
I been here for a while 
pose in front the body pile 
cut em finger off ya hand i catch u 
stealing my shit 
you ain’t really been a fan u just here
reaching for shit 
I ain’t got another second 
I ain’t hearing yo shit 
if u really hate this music shit then please go quit 
got a second in the spotlight 
I’m sorry that u wasted it 
yeah u got the mop out 
but u just working maintenance
I just need substance that’ll take me where the mason is
u stand under the flag pole
u covered in the nations piss  
no recovery its final
fuck u and I mean it
I’m not anybody’s idol
yeah that hunger make u smart
but that starvation make u primal 
aiming at the shadows
up that hammer like a trial 
smoking gamma i ain’t stopping 
till they quoting from bible 
u ain’t popping u just talking 
all yo lyrics sound recycled
u put rapper in to bio
now u thinking that u special
go deflate that ego
for they catalogue yo dental 
lil bitch

Bodies And Flies

GULLY track 10

Produced Mixed and Mastered by @nastiitaxii 

Lyrics:
verse 1: Na$tii
hypnosis got the freaks on a leash 
got that dope in the spoon 
and got the fiends on they knees
get em bending all this metal
like they drowsey asleep
I got caught up in my grief
but all that talking is cheap
give a fuck bout all this rap shit 
this cocaine got me bat shit 
boxed out like a casket 
full metal in this jacket
hunting for a dollar
got me ripping out my baby teeth 
imma cum inside like her ass tatted open vacancy
bust up in yo crib I’m putting holes in them new  fitted sheets 
busting up a cap and mixing acid with my mescaline 
smoking alcohol I’m off my shit 
and you can’t get to me 
piss all on the floor and got dick covered in kerosine 
bitch ass fucking Insect
we not the same 
you crashed off in a ditch
fuck you talking bout a lane 
gully kid I'm screaming 13 if 12 is on the way 
if u owe me them I’m taxing
either way u gonna pay
chorus: Na$tii
watch it go 
watch it swinging 
earing ringing 
on the flo
what’s the meaning
you ain’t seeing 
what you know 
aint no reason 
you just staying for the show 
no control now u better watch it go

Verse 2: Na$tii
like roaches on the floor 
and spit hangs off her chin 
I’m gonna need some more 
they need to let me in
decided I can’t maintain
the ice is getting thin
and you can only fake pain 
till the blade reaches your skin 
till the gun tip reach yo body 
till knife touches yo back
pull the trigger by your ear 
just to see how you react 
the face is something evil
when it’s covered by a mask
and this is only lethal 
if you overreact 

and let yourself relax 
you can blame needle
moulding bodies like they made of wax
bending your cerebral
running water into all the cracks
flushing out the beetles
imma stomp on all they backs 
to remind them we ain’t equal 

we ain’t people just some bad ideas 
flesh  to the hyenas 
feel the mesh consume you all around 
stomach to a fetus
everything you have is weakness 
but I could be your backbone 
drop down to your knees 
now you’re never back home 

chorus repeats

Hypnosis

GULLY track 1 featuring @jonlemonsucks and @jaealaska

Produced, Mixed and Mastered by Na$tii  @nastiitaxii 

Lyrics:
intro: Na$tii
just cause you speak bout it
don’t mean it’s real life in this bitch 
can’t have no real life when u rich 
if  it get real tight they  switch 
can’t have no weak round me 
 they got real snakes up in this bitch 
the price of a life more than a grip
can u sleep after this shit 

Verse 1: Na$tii
I know I ain’t got shit to lose
desperation makes you smart 
but if u ain’t got shit to prove 
ud be better off a mark 
iron fist like I’m a stark 
iron lungs to lion hearts 
catch him slipping at the light 
caught em plates from past the park 

they smell the blood all in the water 
now yo circle full of sharks 
every pig was made for slaughter 
we just here to play our part 
and this music shit a hustle
no one cares about the art 
make em fucking hate u
 and theyll run you up these charts 

if u ain’t that good at aiming
better put down all em darts 
yeah the seven make u dance
put 13 up on yo card 
ego all the way on Pluto then you dead before you start
pushing weight we call it sumo just don’t let em past yo guard 

I won’t let em out the yard
got a tendency to bite
got a legacy of spite
got em pinging like a radar
send em up there like a kite
we gon slide thru like the fader 
now u playing with yo life 
better make the payment right

Hook: Na$tii
brain damaging 
bitch we leave panicking 
stepping to the set 
leave stiff just like mannequin 
bitch move out the way
when u see us like an ambulance 
u was talking tough
now u see us and u rambling

Verse 2: Jon Lemon
Flip that bitch like sumo 
Ring around around like Saturn while I’m sitting up on Pluto 
Magic carpet like Aladdin
Blue genie in a baggie
Blue denims still saggin
Brain damage from this magnum 
Cerebellum stay hanging 
hang em off da roof 
He lay slain in the coupe 
Riding 
We ain’t talk about it till one of the crew find em 
I’m in the function like it’s 2002 wylin 
He said he really need a pick up I’m like who drivin

Gratefully dead
Steal yo face off yo head q
Take my faith from the rest 
Take a break from the meds 
Had to say what I said
Had to testable my head 
Try to Break from these chains 
And keep the pace in my step
You stay laid wit da snakes no mistakes in what I said  
Save yo breath homie 
if you aint tryna make amends just break the bread homie
or just save it for your dead homies

Verse 3: Jae Alaska 
It’s the, master of mind tricks 
Practicing hydroponics 
Look it’s the weed grower 
Something like leaf blower 
The engine that I been powering 
Finna leave em all clamoring 
Boa constrict like bandolyn 
Permanent how we damaging 
Sit back n let me demonstrate
I swept the floor with you featherweights 
I never hesitate
Just finding reasons I should detonate 
Let’s get it straight 
I’m smoking just to elevate
I’m up there with the angels cause my pack will make you levitate 
How you manage this is what they asked me
First rule is never ask me
This wasn’t A, C, had to go and follow plan B 
Abort mission 
I leave the ground finished 
Your crew get diminished just from how I form a sentence 
Don’t you sense this?
Ice god wit the blueprints?
Lay it down and plan it
Seeds I got em planted 
All this ice I went ahead and birthed my own planet 
Top of list 
I’m the ice god embodiment
Its brain damage 
Talking what you will but never do it 
I just zoom right passed these niggas take the walk right out their movement 
Brain damage 
All the ignorance got you bleeding bliss
Let’s see how that’s lasting when you betting all you’re chips
Brain damage 
All that sneak dissing need to stop it 
When I get inside your head I make your mental run it’s pockets
Brain damage
Smoke so much I got brain damage 
Ain’t no ending me the definition of a legacy, bitch

Brain Damage Ft. Jon Lemon & Jae Alaska

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LOCAL HEROIN

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Forrest Ft. Istasha & Auxxk

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