the break shit cut shit burn shit fuck shit line is straight fire

This makes me want to  burn down my dads house🔥🖤

Prod. @yungmuppy

LYRICS:
hook: 
lil bitch pipe down 
i ain’t gon take shit  
if you keep talking end up a patient
please be quiet
dont make a statement 
we gon riot, death of a nation
rest in piss 
fuck Ronald Reagan
terrorist outta the basement
y’all wanna fuck w me  shit is so blatant 
Im violent impatient 

Bridge:
really wanna burn shit, cut shit, break shit, fuck shit
proceed to the scene with caution 
hate shit when you got no options
make shit  brains off toxins 

you ain’t got money the man gonna auction 
new grip cause the place been rotten 
what’s a pig to a long range carbon
pull up my boot straps I’m gonna stomp shit 

Verse: 

we like the  weeds in the concrete 
we like to shoot at police 
we just aim at there white sheets 
panic and crises 
upping the crime rate like it’s the 90s
upping the crime rate filling the pit with guerllias 
we started speaking , they wanna kill us
cigarettes stains, empty syringes
die for a wage , kill for the riches

kidnap, ransom, break shit , Samson
fuck pigs, bust back, kill shit and sum

phone tap feds on
take shit rents gone 
hit licks fight back
take shit withdrawn 

~Hook again~
~Bridge again~

outro:
hit em in the street 
them sirens ranging 
they go they go they go they go

Rest In Piss Prod. Muppy

MY SIX SHOOTER IS MY ONLY FRIEND!

Lyrics:

Verse:
the hogs are running wild today
they forgot they left they guns out 
better know we find a way to smack em put they lights out 
track you when the lights out 
must have got that infrared technology
apologies 
like crack we leave em left for dead floating 
nothing more explosive or more potent 
nothing more corrosive 
or wicked down in the ocean
shake hands for the promotion 
clap for all the kings 
body moving awkward as they pulling on yo strings 
spread yo wings and hope the wax don’t melt
the smack get dealt
the skins turns pelt
shit what about it 
if the world stop turning would it topple all the mountains 
eyes in yo stomach when you spent yo whole allowance 
bank of the republic gonna  come collect the balance 
I’m callous from the shell shock
climbing up the tower hear the ring when the bell drops 
locust in the field now they ration out the dead crops

Hook:
kill that cop hes in yo head 
Hit em with a bullet 
just don’t listen what he says 
yeah they like they way I pull it 
how that trigger reset 
you got poison in yo mind 
and I’m here to clean the a mess 

kill that god hes in yo head 
fill em with a bullet 
just don’t  listen what he says 
yeah they like they way I pull it 
how that trigger reset 
you got poison in yo mind 
and I’m here to clean the a mess 

Verse 2:
clinging to the rooftop like rot on top da bread
maggot in the compost and sickness in the shed 
man I led the horse to water and you filled it up with lead 
murder in the sunset left blood all on the bed 
still dealing with the unrest when everyone was red 
I got to much on the mind that’s the illness I forget 
you got nothing left to find for the cop inside yo head 
can anybody hear you if yo message left on read 
they  not capable 
drugs up in yo body and this cup means you replaceable  
thugs up in the lobby showing historys erasable
belly of the beast and his hunger is insatiable 
raid in the apartment everything you got is traceable 
bitch I know  y’all  really care
caught between the necktie or chubbuck live on air 
this ain’t what it’s posed to be like
yall know it isn’t fair
I can give you any weapon you don’t gotta be scared

Hook:
kill that cop hes in yo head 
Hit em with a bullet 
just don’t listen what he says 
yeah they like they way I pull it 
how that trigger reset 
you got poison in yo mind 
and I’m here to clean the a mess 

kill that god hes in yo head 
fill em with a bullet 
just don’t  listen what he says 
yeah they like they way I pull it 
how that trigger reset 
you got poison in yo mind 
and I’m here to clean the a mess 

Outro:
kill that punk hes in yo head 
fill em with a bullet 
just don’t  listen what he says 
kill him with his weapon 
watch that trigger reset 
he got poison in yo mind 
now you cleaning up the mess

The Cop Inside Your Head

https://soundcloud.com/dexndre
https://soundcloud.com/shawn-amirkhani

ALL PLATFORMS

SHADOWS W/ SAUSH X DEXNDRE (PROD. KIRK)

Prod @wizurd , @gullyspit & scizzy
mix/master lord gasp
_________

I carry y’all on my back
Lemme summon a fuck ima give to you rats 
Did you forget bout your dad
Twenty something yet so many born from my sack

Ok i’m in 
Piling up the bodies
The breeze cold 
Send me shivers, let the pinnacle freeze
Ok i’m in
I just got a edgy degree, rapping bout some fantasies
Like killing a priest

Rip the nerves out of his shell
Eviscerate a bitch
Pull up , whip a pistol 
Raise your tone, you go down 
Don’t peep behind yo back
I be disemboweling victims
Pull up with a missile, blow ur town 
Fuck these clown bitches

iI carry y’all on my back
Lemme summon a fuck ima give to you rats
God i can’t relax
Stuck till the world collapse

Keep a blade down in my ksubis why my pants hang low
Pipe down stupid mortal or your ass get folded 
With eyes made for agonizing, i’m slicing the inner thigh 
Why you looking white, lemme end your life
Stains the color ruby on my all black clothes
Brain splatters like in movies ima crush them bones
With eyes made for agonizing, i’m slicing the inner thigh 
Why you looking white, lemme end your life

Bear a hole deep in the torso
Tiptoe on a thin rope
Searching for a feeling, can’t let go the damn dope
Penrose stairs, walking my rickies on ten toes
Still feeling dizzy, but fuck it im free like femto

Ok i’m in 
Piling up the bodies
The breeze cold 
Send me shivers, let the pinnacle freeze
Ok im in
I just got a edgy degree, rapping bout some fantasies
Like killing a priest
Ok i’m in 
Ok i’m in 
Ok i’m in

Gooey

shit gets weird

ft.
https://soundcloud.com/fenrirprod
https://soundcloud.com/kill_dyll

prod.
https://soundcloud.com/akvri
https://soundcloud.com/backoffjames

art.
https://soundcloud.com/c3of

lyrics:
Head smashed on the concrete 
Red casing 
I cant feel my own heartbeat 
Lead Tracing 
Its a blood pact 
Got a fat stack 
Imma run it back like its mad max

waste of my time like a disney land ride
paint my car with a hundred little spots
face full of guilt let the running man rot
paint my walls with a hundred little clots

i take a look around the place
you just a slug in aerospace
another head inside my database
you write yo lines in uppercase
a faggot on the internet
i swear to god he's intimate
can barely list the alphabet
and they're you're biggest silhouette

my entire body's itching
im loosing all my feeling
my mental's going missing
and everyone's against me
saddle bout a midi once the philli boy roll
sadness on her grin once a face won't roll
never find a pie but the bitch find gold
tickle that body wit another one sold

Coven ft. Fenrir & Kill Dyll (prod. akvri & killjames)

prod. by tengulovemoney
additional prod. by zaki ali 
written & performed by 4ria & gullyspit

lyrics
Transcend my sense of self worth, I can’t stop and pretend
I don’t hear the violent shudders uncovering thrills they condemn 
Lost in my mind, I’m coming with rhythms that I still figures a blend
Of every line I summon and the times I’ve been distant from friends
N-N-Nevertheless, my mind’s been fried from this commitment to spend 
All of my time, confined by limits spread like wicked incense 
V-V-Visions entrenched in vivid suspense 
In the event that I finish what’s next on the agenda, my mental laments  
While coming with sickness, so lyrically dense 
I’m seriously bent, spiritually wrecked  
It appears that I let many fears make my mental attempt to retreat to a dream
That indeed may appease all my needs with a piece of relief 
R-R-Reaping the sudden new peaks of belief on the beat
Peep the parables that I may share in full 
Up from my pedestal, but I’ve been stuck underneath this and feeling too terrible
To sail up this river of tears to the sea   
Unavailable to any b*tch tryna be someone shareable 
Sh*t ain’t for sale, I’ve been beat and made frail 'till I feel like I’ve failed all my dreams 
Leave a trail of my words to assail you
I lead holy grails of these pills, now I’m pale and a freak 
Lived a tale of deceit
I can’t stand, leave me be 
My feelings have really grown stale from the heat 
That b*tch took everything I gave for granted 
I could run the gamut, but I’m f**king damaged 
Try to understand it, but the trust was rancid 
Love was underhanded 
You could crush my heart like I crush the granite when I’m f**king manic  
Plan to leave this planet then implode 
If you’ve seen my face then you’ve seen my panic 
F**k being candid with these hoes 

Insecticides and pesticides 
An OxyContin genocide, on autopilot
Silent, slow and steady suicide, so violent 
Death to my defective pride 
Death to my unkept desires 
Death to my perceptive mind from any kind of reckless lie 
Death to these collected rhymes 
Death to dreams I emphasized
Nothing left to be incentivized when death’s upon my eyes 
Death to being westernized 
Death to any enterprise 
Death to my perceptive mind from each and all your wretched lies 

Death to lines I kept confined 
Death to time I’m stuck inside 
The stomach fills with parasites and then the body dies 
I guess I’m right to fear the barrel when it’s pressed between my eyes 
I feel the finger send vibrations from that hairpin, let it fly 
I crush the sample left me decomposed
erode and then I’m back to life 
I guess I got a habit predisposed to waste my f***ing time
I really thought I’d make it 
Really thought I’d turn out fine
Guess smoking on insecticides does wonders for the mind
Now I got 12 all in my face like a clock
I’m getting wound up by the second
Hope the words I’m saying stick
I hope my message leaves your threatened 
Sending mentions, best be careful
Past the threshold like a tenant
Leave you bloated looking pregnant, pure resentment manifested 
I connected every nerve up on my body like a circuit 
Now my appetite is endless
Now I fester for a purpose 
Let me worship my distraction 
Watch my stomach get distended 
Got you all along my fingers, a spectator for the wreckage

D-D-Death to Mother Nature, regrets rest on these records 
Death to my confessions 
Every session, I’ve contested
The test of time, you’ll never find a lie within this message 
My identity’s been intertwined with rhymes and pure resentment  
And by design, I’ll lie awake each night with these reflections of deception
You deflected, now the pain is endless 
Kick back, tit for tat, b*tches love to brag  
Eye for an eye ‘till the whole world is f**king blind 
I arrive at the conclusion that everybody still lies 
Rhymes provide solutions for my ill advised lifetime 
Death and all the rest
I’ll bid you farewell and goodbye (x4)

DEATH AND ALL THE REST W/ GULLYSPIT

engineered/mixed by MrSadBoy

cover art Jamfaon

production by NetuH

Lyrics:

(Yeah)
Love it when that money talk to me cause ima talk back
Scouter read they’re pussy by the way they quick to fall back
Never sell my soul for no check or no contract
Really want the smoke but scared of second handed contact?
God, damn
Got me starring at this cup alone
When she hit me back I changed my mind leave me the fuck alone
Walk this bitch and run alone
Stand up and show up alone
One hit to that cranium gon rearrange your fucking dome
Jae the coldest freeza no I don’t know what got into me
Try to ride the wave you get converted to an MP3
I don’t got no opps I’m only seeing opportunities 
Got ‘em shaking in they’re boots like weather under 10 degrees
Pray that god forgive me cause the money I commit 
I done seen plenty bad hoes who still ain’t make the list
You could do a million good things, they won’t acknowledge shit
Blow your brains around the place 
Turn you to an optimist 
I don’t do exclusives no you bitches make me sick 
I don’t wanna hear excuses so I mute that stupid shit 
Tryna get up in my spine, but your blade just ain’t sharp enough 
Have your shawty open legs, show her how I really cut

IM NOT SORRY, IM NOT SORRY, IM NOT SORRY, IM NOT SORRY!
YOU A BITCH, YOU A BITCH, YOU A BITCH, YOU A BITCH!
IM NOT SORRY, IM NOT SORRY, IM NOT SORRY, IM NOT SORRY!
LET IT HIT, LET IT HIT, LET IT HIT, LET IT HIT!
IM NOT SORRY, IM NOT SORRY, IM NOT SORRY, IM NOT SORRY!
YOU A BITCH, YOU A BITCH, YOU A BITCH, YOU A BITCH!
IM NOT SORRY, IM NOT SORRY, IM NOT SORRY, IM NOT SORRY!
LET IT HIT, LET IT HIT, LET IT HIT, LET IT HIT!

IMNOTSORRY! (prod. NetuH)

Written and produced by Gullyspit

Lyrics coming soon

Kowloon

BERSERK!

歹 OFFICIAL MUSIC VIDEO --> https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MtuGXKmjZIo

@prodplague906
M&M. Lord Gasp 

Lyrics :

Stuck in my bed looking at the ceiling
I can't walk, can't talk and it's been a minute

I don't believe in god cuz if god would exist ima guess he wouldn’t have made me like this
And I guess he wouldn’t do me like this
Yeah I guess he wouldn’t do me like this

Just dig the mud and put my corpse in that bitch
Suffocating while they all on my dick


Waste my lifetime
Who do u think i am?
Wake me up now
Who do u think i am?
Let the tide rise high

The fuck do you think 
I don’t mean to be this
I was made like this
Keep a knife in my beanie , go talk, get slit

I see the rain
See it fall in slow motion
Whatever thing i'll become, just watch closer
I feel a pain in my claws, they grow longer
I want a taste of that blood just come closer

The guts fly through the wall 
It’s bleeding , the neck look like a britta pour that in my troath
Couple bodies leaking, tell Sabrina put that in my trunk

The guts fly through the wall 
It’s bleeding , the neck look like a britta pour that in my troath
Couple bodies leaking, tell Sabrina put that in my trunk

Got bloodstains on my Gosha 
Come catch a body bitch i’m ready for the war
Be cautious
Ima strangle you, looking straight into your eyes
As you struggle to breath, i’ll show you the light

Waste my lifetime
Who do u think i am
Wake me up now
Who do u think i am
Let the tide rise high

The fuck do you think 
I don’t mean to be this
I was made like this
Keep a knife in my beanie , go talk, get slit

MUSIC VIDEO

Close your eyes and it might pass  [prod. PLAGUE]

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Rest In Piss Prod. Muppy

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