bangers

Na$tii AKA Gully$pit

𝕗𝕩𝕩𝕝

Tak prost

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take shit withdrawn 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

Prod. GULLYSPIT

Hook: 
you look sick
take a seat 
I got many questions 
feel the tension on the seams 
I got many weapons 
and they all got littles beams 
terror in my dreams 
do you really wanna see ?

Verse 1:
I been waiting for the crash 
I need all my money in a bag
in back 
I don’t need attention
hoodie on with the  mask 
a disaster
In the making 
she went chasing for the cash
ended in the gutter 
when she fell down for the smack
bully with a barrel I need Titans to attack
lions in a pack my hyenas in the back
got nothing left to say u been empty on the track 
hit em in ribs stopping when I hear the crack 

Bridge:
how the great ones fall
everything is normal 
brought my uzi to mall 
google the extensions 
order pieces then instal 
we about to blow 
Les felquistes 
Montreal

Hook:

Verse 2:
double back pins and needles 
I anticipate 
vocals get to folding add distortion 
watch em imitate 
civic for the get away the booth for my assassination 
bitch I been a terrorist 
on tv how face I  the nation uh
we got no relation 
uh
this a demonstration 
uh
rage against machine 
this is what they call self immolation 
this is not a simulation 
we been stuck in hell 
broken ankles 
bloody knuckles when the skin begins to swell 
up 

Bridge:
Hook:

SiCKK!

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

Prod. Gullyspit

Artwork by syhn! @pastelskylines on twitter

Lyrics:

Hook:
I think I need a second 
bitch I cannot fucking breath 
okay
I pulled up 911 Gully flew in on the scene 
okay
bad karma not a weapon bitch I kill my enemies 
half a cup of bleach and kerosene my favorite recipe 
okay 

Verse:
i found a body at the grapevine
feeling co- dependent
need ideas you can take mine
and I been craving poison
I need something I can mainline 
bite the hands that feeds you 
when it treats you like a canine
said I need some poison 
can I try below yo waistline 
shorty I don’t waste time 
I’m in the box like FaceTime 
I’m on the rise like hate crimes 
and bigots in the grave
wait 
I meant proud boys in the grave 
wait 
I meant nazis in the grave 
okay 

they wanna see how much I bleed
take you by the wrist 
and baby you can play lead
something in the way
something that  I can’t even see 
everybodies dying 
when they just a mouth to feed 
the bullet only kills
if you already on your knees
they find yo body in the weeds 
grab yo fucking gun
and we can aim it at that sheets 
I don’t need to question 
I know everyone  agrees 
the bullet only kills
if you already on your knees 

Hook:
I think I need a second 
bitch I cannot fucking breath 
okay
I pulled up 911 Gully flew in on the scene 
okay
bad karma not a weapon bitch I kill my enemies 
half a cup of bleach and kerosene my favorite recipe 
okay

I Found a Body at the Grapevine

Youngsta's On A Come Up

Lil Yo - Try Me If You Wanna Bitch

Lyrics;

I want everything there is to have don't say I'm wrong 
I've been through the worst and yet I'm still here standing strong
step into my mind you'll last two seconds then you're gone 
demons in my penthouse know the words to all my songs 
sing along if you feel it, hey
fill it up then sip it, hey 
i still got my vision, hey
fuck it ill go missing, yh yh 
this is the sickest game 
brand-new cold devision, hey 
twisted and efficient, hey 
screaming helps the crippling pain.
I can't be giving advice, aye
bottle your hatred inside, yh
loose yourself when you get high, ouu
i do that shit all the time, aye 
i told my lover goodbye, yh 
sometimes i hope that she dies, yh
i got no tears left to cry, yh
im really gonna blow this time like, ay.
I got my foot on the throttle, yh 
drowning my sorrows in bottles, yh 
i carry baggage like cargo, hey 
someone please help me I'm not okay
i want the plaques like im Dr dre
stunting with jewels like everyday 
your chain looks nice so they confiscate 
if i get desperate ill rob the safe
i know you wish you were me i got rich and i finally got money to eat
shit i was down for a minute or 3 
i got scars on the tops and the backs of my feet, aye 
lastly i know how to breath
took me so long to get back on my feet 
i never quit you see quitting is weak 
change up the vision with things that i speak, yhyh.

In all my searching theres this one thing that i found,
we don't go to heaven we just rot inside the ground 

6 feet x4
stay down right down x4
6 feet x4
stay down right down x4

VISUAL

6 FEET [Prod. MUPPY]

Lyrics: https://genius.com/Ghostemane-squeeze-annotated

Hexada

Squeeze

PARANXID

GERMAN LYRICS:

Swish Stich Stich Stich Stich Stich
Mimi Barks
You´ve chosen Mimi Barks
Pick up your weapons and prepare to fight
Ready. Set. Go (Game Over)

Ich komm in Zeitlupe rein wie der letzte Samurai
Lass sie tanzen schau sie klappen zusammen wie Butterflies 
Keiner dabei dem ich verzeih hau sie zu Staub wie bei Street Fighter 2
Hab euch gewarnt habs euch gesagt komm ich zurück ist hier nichts wies mal war

Bin ein Predator
Du hast gewusst ich räche mich
Bin der Endgegner 
Und du bist nicht mein Level Bitch

Mein Feuerball fokussiert dein Gesicht
Stehst kurz vorm Burnout doch weißt es nicht
In meiner Welt gibt es kein Gericht
In meiner Welt wird dir Gift gespritzt

Ni Hao Bitches Ni Hao Bitches
Ich komme mit KLINGEN & STITCHES
Euer Blut ist mein Lipstick

Ni Hao Bitches Ni Hao Bitches
Ich komme mit KLINGEN & STITCHES
Euer Blut ist mein Lipstick

Ni Hao Bitches Ni Hao Bitches
Ich komme mit KLINGEN & STITCHES
Euer Blut ist mein Lipstick

Ni Hao Bitches Ni Hao Bitches
Ich komme mit KLINGEN & STITCHES
Euer Blut ist mein Lipstick

Fordere dich raus zum Kampf 
Denn du bist echt kein Ehrenmann
Nein du kommst niemals an mich ran
Bitch go pick up your weapons FIGHT

Psycho ich bleib unerkannt
2 coins auf deine Augen dann
Gehts rüber hin zum Fährmann
Are you ready to fuckin´ DIE

Ich wurd als Outcast geborn
Singe dir Lieder von Korn
Hatte schon Alles verlorn
Doch hab euch Rache geschworn (Hahaha)

Es geht Stich Stich Stich Stich Stich Dikka
Du wirst zerlegt wie Tintenfisch Dikka
Die cops sehn nichts nichts nichts nichts nichts Dikka
Denn ich swish swish wisch dich weg Dikka

Ni Hao Bitches Ni Hao Bitches
Ich komme mit KLINGEN & STITCHES
Euer Blut ist mein Lipstick

Ni Hao Bitches Ni Hao Bitches
Ich komme mit KLINGEN & STITCHES
Euer Blut ist mein Lipstick

________________________________________


ENGLISH LYRICS:


Swish Stich Stich Stich Stich Stich
Mimi Barks
You´ve chosen Mimi Barks
Pick up your weapons and prepare to fight
Ready. Set. Go (Game Over)

I arrive in slow motion like the last samurai
Let them dance look they fold up like butterflies
I won't show mercy to no one. I´ll turn them into dust like Street Fighter 2
I warned you I told you. Once I am back nothing will be like it was before

I am a Predator
You knew I would get my revenge
I am the final boss
And you're not my level bitch

My fireball is focussing on your face 
You're so close to burning out but you don't know it yet 
In my world there is no court
In my world you'll get poison injected 

Ni Hao Bitches Ni Hao Bitches
I come over with my BLADES & STITCHES 
Your blood is my lipstick

Ni Hao Bitches Ni Hao Bitches
I come over with BLADES & STITCHES
Your blood is my lipstick

Ni Hao Bitches Ni Hao Bitches
I come over with BLADES & STITCHES
Your blood is my lipstick

Ni Hao Bitches Ni Hao Bitches
I come over with BLADES & STITCHES
Your blood is my lipstick

I dare you to fight me
Cause you ain't no man of honor 
No you won't ever come close to me 
Bitch go pick up your weapons FIGHT

Psycho I will stay disguised
Two coins on your eyes and then
I’ll send you to the ferryman
Are you ready to fuckin' DIE?

I was born as an outcast
Sing you songs from Korn
I already lost everything
But I swore I´d get my revenge

It goes stitch stitch stitch stitch Dikka 
You'll get chopped like octopus Dikka 
The cops see nothin´ nothin´ nothin´ Dikka
Cause I swish swish wipe you away Dikka

Ni Hao Bitches Ni Hao Bitches
I come over with BLADES & STITCHES
Your blood is my lipstick

Ni Hao Bitches Ni Hao Bitches
I come over with BLADES & STITCHES
Your blood is my lipstick

ENTER THE VOID

Klingen & Stitches

KLINGEN & STITCHES [Prod. by KILL FVRGO]

IMMXRTALISATIXN

NIKEFACE

END OF DAYS (Prod. SXMPRA)

Last single before the album drops mid November, hope you enjoy. 
Production, mix and art by me.

Lyrics:
Stop 
Huh?
Reason I might mix up all my shit there’s not a dub
Huh?
Leave it off my mind I need that caption 
No you don’t 
Huh?
Read it off the signs that are in nothing
had enough?
Huh?
You won’t stop backbone cracks up

Asphalt listing every floor I stick with guess I give up 
Swallow every metaphor I stick with, I dissever 
Rabbit hole is never ending, digging I might differ 
anticipating a full stop 
drop down, locked up 

Locked up duct
Slip down in my Concrete gut 
Rock crates seal em all tight Shut
Unsynced, turn it around you might miss an out 
Stuck inside 
i could drown

Face it a bitch aint gone do it 
When it infected their-systems, Applied tracer fluid 
Projects of shit got transparent reflections 
Dont noid when they’re coming from boxed in directions 
Turbulent mind in a whirlpool regarded i terms of internal inflections 
Arrogant fuck bathed in attention about as devoid as your span 
Huck your dick out for clout 

Wake up! alarms going off on [Redacted] only the worst of InTensions surfactant 
Just like a job with no Steve, taking self pity dick and it gets harder to breathe

SURFING WITH LIPPINCOTT

Production, mix and master by me

Lyrics:
Ok that shit no comrade 
So I cut that  off no contact
It’s like a stop in the main plan
Just a stain no Shots in the combat
kay I just hit contact
Link restored I’m forced to comeback uh 
Pretending I’m pinned like a thumbtack 
Ghost and swap my face it’s gone now 

Stay down 
Draw Erase my ranks, replaced out 
Been marked by crosses face blank  
Primitive issues are go!
You ramble the premise to promise imminent wishes 
Then Watch it go and I’m Watching it tank 
Watch heads spinning backwards, no stop 
Ideas in a vacuum, compact 
Repressed in a fabric, still have it, proudest imaginable 

Highest of the crits
Applied it on your wrist
I put that hype in the abyss 
With that face, need a lift 
Still making advances on my ship 
Kraken got his grip 
Pretend to not be losing all that shit when they Control the mission 

Feeling tempur pedic
Youre eating the seed and leaving even
All this indigestion You swallow it like a semen demon
Drown inside your ego Let Comfort in front of care 
You’ve been around the center soleaving just seems inept 

Kay
Acting like a bitch 
I see you 
Get it like a dog tag 
A cadette just get in the front end up meat 
No pincers in ability to pick you at the 
Autopsy
All in the back catch you when you walk up 
Enter you edge like the anthrax 
Counting your text like the mantras 
Chain mail effect like a transplant 
Thinking you're not going to catch up 
Let me the fuck off I can’t stop

THE SLEEPER ORDERED MUTINY, SO MUTINY IT IS

BEWARE OF THE HAZE

Take that back it’s a
Mac attack
When I clap back you lack that sack 
Send that pussy to the underground and let the devil snack 
Imma roll
Stroll 
Down the fuckin rabbit hole 
Wonder when the demons boutta take their mother fuckin toll 
Made of coal 
Be my heart 
Bitch I’m cold my soul departs
Warm my hands in hell before I rip this fuckin plain apart 
The black arts 
Be my game and bitch you boutta learn my name 
Cos Im breakin out the cage and I got that scythe up to ya brain bitch imma 


Gut another motherfucker 
With that blade 
Bitch I’m takin many men out to their motherfuckin graves 
Feel the pain
Of the blade
When it’s rippin up yo face 
Imma killer killin shit bitch I will never play yo game 

And I said when we met that my name starts with death but you still chose to play with me bitch I’m the mane 

Watch the blood spray
As I lean down and say 

You will not make it this is your last day

Pussy motherfuckers always actin out of line 

Pentagram drawn on the floor in the darkest of nights and the moonlight shines 

Right upon my shrine 

As I’m sittin waitin for the right dinin time 
I don’t mind

Eating the dead like the eater of death bitch I’m making a mess

Blood on my breath and I’m killing you next with a scythe to the neck pussy please do not test 


Blood on the scythe 

Mud where you lie 

You already know my soul be cold as fuckin ice 

One from the knife
Done with ya life 

Bitch you cross Deatheater and you boutta say goodnight 


Kickin Down the gates swinging that mace
Up in your motherfuckin face 
 Put a pussy boy up in his fuckin place 
Wit a blade 
Lame mane 
Say my name

Pussy motherfucker you just made a big mistake  

D E A T H E A T E to the fuckin R
Bitch Im killin up close and then I’m taking very far

Take that 

Soul out your skin and then serve it to him 

Ground is on fire and I’m stuck here within 

Pentagram lining the edge of sanctuary guarding the grounds ive been sent to live in 

Problems with my same just floating up and down inside my brain 
Thinkin can I solve with the barrel of a nice AK

STILL THE SAME GAME 
 IN THE FUCKIN MAIN FRAME 
BRAIN SLAIN 
LOOKIN FOR A WAY TO TAKE MY SANE AGAIN 
PLAY SAFE 
FILLED WITH RAGE 
FUCKIN WITH ME I WILL DIG UP YA GRAVE

HAZE (Prod. SXMPRA)

Featuring: @mvkotsunami
Prod. @c-o-r-p-s-e

Lyrics: 

[Mvko]:

Lose my fuckin mind I'm breaking down I feel like brittany spears,
Always high I'm sleep deprived im up all night ain't slept in years, 
I'm down to fight I grab my knife I'll end your life I have no fear,
Knoose tied tight around my neck goodbye I'll shed my final tears,

Run your mouth we'll leak your address leave you doxxed you getting hacked,
8corpses in the front seat we got 8 more in the back,
We drivin drunk dont give a fuck we ridin till the tires flat,
Put out the poison set the trap we weedin out the fuckin rats,

Drop bombs down your chimney on Christmas, 
Got the blade up in my sleigh the evil saint nicholas,
Hhm is foaming at the mouth we sick and viscous,
Time to put you kids to sleep My choppa blowin kisses,

Ain't that a bitch,
Steppin out your door feel my motha fuckin fist hit the side of your head,
Gotta Pump in the trunk and I'm parking the whip I'm taking it out need one shot and you're dead,
I hide in the shadows I hang from the rafters one with the static take a bite from your neck,
The bombs in the lunchroom the heads that I've shot through this ain't a costume I'm the angel of death,

[8corpses]:

Deep in thought like I’m plato
Imma make you bleed out like Padre Pio 
Scalp you 
I won’t stop till you’re mildew 
Gut your insides out 
Like Okinawa Seppuku
I don’t give a fuck 
Residue
 lookin like an octopus 
Leave a note for your woes on papyrus
Whiskey flooding up my hippocampus 
Nail your carcass 
to a cross just like Jesus
Shit aint a boomerang 
You aint coming back
when you meet my strap
Playin darts on your corpse in your pad
Vinyl in ya room 
Playing spirit in the sky
Clapping along 
cause I wanna die
Hit a Bullseye 
on both your eyes 
Rip them out of their sockets 
juggle them like it’s a circus 
Taking pleasure in turning you inanimate 
I’m so erratic 
So manic 
After going postal
Use your skull to eat a bowl of cereal

Spears (Feat. Mvko) [Prod. Cxrpse]

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

TrenchWorld (feat. Grim Salvo) (prod. ³³marrow)

Dweller (prod. tyler creed)

Dr0nched In Sw0t (feat. GRIM SALVO)(prod. ³³marrow)

Remix of @danielsgone

https://soundcloud.com/danielsgone/maybeimoverthinking?in=danielsgone/sets/dmos

Maybe Im Just Overthinking [DanielsGone Remix]

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