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take shit withdrawn 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

Prod. GULLYSPIT

RUN PiGGY

Lyrics:

they screaming put yo hands up 
but bitch I’m tryna fight 
they pull right up to the crib
drag my body outta sight
they cover up they cameras 
and cut all of the lights
spit right into they face
now they might just end my life
I said you better 
run piggy run piggy
run
before I get to fucking dumping 
out this bitch 
and get to jumping 
got em dancing 
must be thumping 
I said 
run piggy run piggy
for I empty out this 38
 hope you got a god 
I got a feeling y’all gon meet today 
talking heads say we can stop it
but I know this shit won’t  end 
babies out they mamas arms
all the friends that you found dead 
we got needles for your skin to grab
like thoughts inside your head 
 bankers fill they pockets
fill bankers up with lead

I’m at the edge 
retweet if I should jump
fuck that 
reply how deserve it 
or how I’ll miss all of the fun
I got no patience 
take a picture and just tag me when it’s done 
somewhere another me is chillin on the grass under the sun 
not me I gotta get this money 
need some shit you know I got it 
now I gotta get this money 
need shit I’m gonna rob em  
told em gimme all your money 
fighting back is not an option 
don’t see human  see solutions to my problem
I hate my job and hate the country
why I gotta get this money 
why you smiling 
this shit funny ?  
my names spit 
but call me gully 
on some shit but shit what else is new 
I’m 7 storeys up
on the ground you’ve got  a perfect view 
just waiting for the jump 



they screaming put yo hands up 
but bitch I’m tryna fight 
they pull right up to the crib
drag my body outta sight
they cover up they cameras 
and cut all of the lights
spit right into they face
now they might just end my life

I said you better 
run piggy run piggy
run
before I get to fucking dumping 
out this bitch 
and get to jumping 
got em dancing 
must be thumping 

I said 
run piggy run piggy
for I Imma empty out this 38
 hope you got a god 
I got a feeling y’all gon meet today  

you better run piggy run piggy run

RUN PiGGY

Beat was produced by Kirk: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UC8MtlPGTGnNygr6cUz66Qwg

LYRICS:

[OMXNEMO]
(Yuh)
Aye, new goth bitch I cannot control,
Shawty told me lay her down
I put her in a choke hold (ah),
And I’m sorry I don’t text hoes,
I’m just getting money you’re getting mad
I’m getting checks though,
Wake the fuck up!
Don’t reminisce aye,
Put like six cuts
Right on my wrist aye,
Now they wanna be me
With my outfits lookin decked out,
I’m just getting money you’re getting mad
I’m getting checks though,

[NERONOIR]
I told her to suck my dick
Real quick
Better come and up it
I might fuck it
I might choke that bitch
Her eyes rollin' back while I'm
Fuckin the back of her brain
I'm just a nasty mothafucka
Gotta get that cash lil mothafucka
I'm like the grinch I don't like christmas
I like bitches uh uh uh

[WHYTYLXR]
The way that she wear makeup look
She lookin like she goth,
She got daddy issues
That’s why she be taking off the top,
She a freak,
She got tattoos now she rockin hella bondage,
We been talking in the dms
Now she just wanna be mine now,

[OMXNEMO]
Aye, new goth bitch I cannot control,
Shawty told me lay her down
I put her in a choke hold (ah),
And I’m sorry I don’t text hoes,
I’m just getting money you’re getting mad
I’m getting checks though,

[WHYTYLXR]
(Yuh, aye, yuh) I said
Woah woah woah woah,
Mm my thottie givin throat,
She told me she a baddie
Off the xanny and the coke,

[OMXNEMO]
Yeah, fuck it,
We getting back to the meta,
Early access in the pussy, that’s beta

[WHYTYXLR]
Yuh she be my little fuckin goth bitch,
I’m recording while I fuck her
Put her on Twitch,

[OMXNEMO]
That’s why I’m winning
While I treat her like a misfit,
Wing-tip lashes
Got me staying on my simp shit,

[WHYTYLXR]
(Aye, look huh, what, aye)
Where I’m at,
Yeah that bitch be into cosplay
That’s why she dress like a cat,
She got black fuckin leggings
Like the way she throw it back,
I broke her back like a Kit Kat
She lovin the way that I fuck that

[OMXNEMO]
(Yuh)
Aye, new goth bitch I cannot control,
Shawty told me lay her down
I put her in a choke hold (ah),
And I’m sorry I don’t text hoes,
I’m just getting money you’re getting mad
I’m getting checks though,
Wake the fuck up!
Don’t reminisce aye,
Put like six cuts
Right on my wrist aye,
Now they wanna be me
With my outfits lookin decked out,
I’m just getting money you’re getting mad
I’m getting checks though

NEWGOTHB!TCH - OMXNEMO (feat. NERONOIR + WHYTYLXR) (Prod. Kirk)

The final in a trilogy of RVMAN EP's. Watch how we've progressed over these past 3 years.

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1. SpacesLookBetterWithoutPeopleInThem

Prod. Gullyspit

Artwork by syhn! @pastelskylines on twitter

Lyrics:

Pre Chorus:
In the gutter where rats might bite
I don’t need a reason we can do it on sight 
middle of the night cigarette need a light 
all over yo skin needle holes for the  mites
all between yo toes 
under nails outta sight 
got em in a row 
in my stomach feel the spite 
red room red dot 
just right 
ready for the fight 

Hook:
we got people in trees
guns in the leaves
shells in the dirt
enemies on they knees 
begging for they life
ah shit say please
lords of the flies meet
the king of the fleas
x2

Verse:
punishment and crime 
I been rotten with my stolen time 
we ain’t really bringing knives 
read between the lines 
shrunken heads, straw dolls
and a broken shrine 
teddys poltergeist 
Frankenstein's shells and 9s
no ones fine overhaul i mean overkill 
over all I’m popping pills that we rob and steal
fuck the pity boy I need a meal
cardiac feel the panic when the tire squeal
mean mugging me I make you star in guinea pig
earth movers from the sewers I can really dig
snub nose, bullets  fly like I'm billy kid
shout the boys in blue y’all some filthy pigs 
on the oil rig where the fucking captain at
Bronson with the blows ,  bloody nose , actions back 
someone better can’t imagine that  
stray dogs fighting over the scraps

Pre Chorus:
In the gutter where rats might bite
I don’t need a reason we can do it on sight 
middle of the night cigarette need a light 
all over yo skin needle holes for the  mites
all between yo toes 
under nails outta sight 
got em in a row 
in my stomach feel the spite 
red room red dot 
just right 
ready for the fight 

Hook:
we got people in trees
guns in the leaves
shells in the dirt
enemies on they knees 
begging for they life
ah shit say please
lords of the flies meet
the king of the fleas
x2

King of the Fleas

Collaboration between Gullyspit and @salivagrey
Produced/Engineered by Gullyspit

Lyrics:
Verse 1: Gullyspit
this that 1989 shit we bringing in the tanks 
now we got to attention you forgot about the flanks
got you hiding from your neighbours all your papers in the safe
3D printed guns, thermite all over the banks 
I got paranoia creeping it’s a feeling I can’t shake
perestroika agents i can’t roll around with snakes
got y’all wishing to be royals I want royals on stake
the world is up in flames shit you just survived a plague 
and still you happy with whatever they can’t finish off they plate
cut you into pieces like they cutting up a steak
killing in the name shit nobody can escape 
put your hands together for a bullet in yo brain 
throw yo body in the drain send you back into the ocean 
go neglect yo kids and fantasize bout a promotion 
this that violence you provoking 
they neck was made for choking
you think that I been joking ?
Chorus:  Gullyspit
this that needles in yo iris
that cut away the virus 
that random act of violence 
that exit hole so wide it’s just a blessing that he lifeless 
we looking for a problem
we hear to cause a crisis
x2
Verse 2: SALIVA GREY
Flush you little shit stain yo body go in septic 
Disembowel all yo membranes embodiment of fetish
Pissing up on yo grave like I took a diuretic
Seizing through yo brain now you be looking epileptic 
I’m encrypting all my messages
Show me where the evidence?
Post traumatic blessed suicidal Grey the veteran
Who gon set the precedent?
Cities looking desolate
Power to the people tell me where the fuck our leverage is?
No etiquette 
Sever yo fucking hope ain’t gon be better days
We get erased 
Evaporate
Yo limbs gon fucking separate
That 9 to 5
Yo fucking life
I really hope you get a raise
Man fuck y’all dependent the way you be living can’t think for yourself ain’t no vision
I put my dick right where yo sight is
Population spineless
Gully and Saliva spit that Grey up in yo eyelids 
Hive is acting righteous 
Complain about yo life when
This shit was handed to you on a platter ain’t gon bite in?
This that 1945 shit
Gon vaporize yo family
You such a fucking fetus Wish yo mama took a plan b
This that change that you demanding
I hope that you can’t stand me
You’ll never understand me
Bridge: Gullyspit
this that plaque above the gum line
bitch we that type of rotten 
we that typa a toxin
you that typa weasel
there aint shit we got in common 
we got glass up in our pocket 
welcome to the market 
everyone around us is just here to make a profit 
hit you in yo stomach all yo words have turned to vomit 
 be cautious
bullets coming at you like a Kennedy in office 
why they stop at Jonny they forgot about the Congress ?
Chorus x2

GUMLINE w/ SALIVA GREY

ART BY @im_rotting_from_the_inside_out on instagram
VOCALS MIXED BY YUNG RARE

THE DARK (w/ YUNG RARE) <PROD. PLASMA>

VP4L - KXNG X LEPRO$Y [PROD. BYERMASHOV]

Prod. Na$tii

Chorus:
where is yo iron at u look anemic 
u lost a homie hope it get repeated 
all of these comments gon leave you deleted 
you make the wrong move n yo body in pieces 

Verse: 
lighting up sticks over rocks like caveman 
beat em so bad I don’t know where his face at 
no Walter white but that bitch gonna break bad 
DMT lab in the crib wear a face mask 
you get replaced fast 
bitch I’m conceded
448 
we might get through weekend
lil bitch why you speaking 
I time out my day with scale 
but this not show n tell
u will not catch me tweaking 

I beat up when I’m in the g spot
I need me detox 
fuck it re-up
you wanna play with that lil desert eagle
I wanna snatch it and bust through a peephole

fuck it I’m looking for smoke
I bust in like fireman 
praying for mercy
that shit is inspiring 
laying em off 
like it’s early retirement 
word up to nascar cause I’m hearing 
“sirens”

Chorus Repeats

Anemic

Loose Lips (feat. gullyspit)

prod by: the wonderful @mystxry
mixed by: me bitch

[lyrics for the deaf mfs]

got some numbers in my phone that won’t ring again they either died or I lost em in the place I’ve been/
and I won’t see your face again I’ve been depressed, been stressed ever since I was turning 10/
fast forward 5 years and I got the strap, makin baseball players turn to running backs/
left the scene with my brains intact and I can’t say the same for ur homie he ain’t coming back/
he coming back with a toe tag, op pack, I’m finna roll him up, smoke that/
I wreck (iraq) this shit like Baghdad, I’ve been with the shits like Aztec/
I’m late night counting up big racks/
said ur ballin? where the fuck is yo wrist at/
show ur head out in public imma clip that/
in my city I’m the number one suspect/
I am so use to the weight of my gun/
walk around town like I’m strapped up with none/
hate all you rappers you fuckers are shunned/
don’t care bout bitches I jus want my funds/
wait till you see what I got in the trunk, when I pull out that shotty that shit is a pump/
2 shots and he slumped, I am the face of death better not run YAA!/

I am so out of my mind

full force with the shit when i come with it/
I really kill rappers with no writtens/
I should name every track a freestyle but I show mercy to the one that got no business/
grippin a mic, you fall when a op in sight, the 44 that’s the venomous bite, the og I’m the genesis right? the teck 9 finna pierce his spine I wine and dine on fuckers at night/
I think I’m 80s how I’m spitting that crack shit/
if you talkin money you better back it/
In yo system like a muhfuckin addict/
plastic, all you motherfuckers so tragic/
and it’s tragic how you want smoke/
never burn anything but the ones that you hold close/
and it’s all for the pesos/
putting family and friends in white with some halos/
EL-EX

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