do what i do with the broom, go sweep🔥

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SONS OF KAIN

SANTOS SANTANA X HAARPER - SONS OF KAIN

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Welcome to the chop street

Dead bodies hanging by they feet

You see this demon when I walk

You hear this evil when I speak

Mark of the beast

When I reap I claim your soul as mine to keep

And in the middle of the night

I’m looking for some blood to leach

Catch your throat missing

Fresh blood spitting out your teeth

But I still practice what I preach

Give his family time to weep

I’m at the crossroads

You make a deal I got just what you need

But just know when your time is up

Them hellhounds coming out to feast

I done slit my wrist so much

I guess I’ll never get to feel

Yeah this demon I got’s real

He just showed me how to kill

Cloaked in hoodies

Crooked daggers

Demon sigils

Candles lit

See that full moon in the night

We bout to sacrifice yo Bitch



She lookin like Megan fox

Double 0 9

Conjugate ya soul

After following the signs

Takin all ya hoes to the road where they hide

Where the spirits stay alive

Skinnin sheep for their hides

You can run from us

You can back out now

But when the sun plummets

You won't camp without

All the voodoo in the night

Know we gotchu in our sight

We gon catch ya by surprise

Gotcha fearin fo ya life



Cest la vie

Tell me what you know

You a Dumb bitch

And I'm Fuckin on ya hoe

When the gun hits

You'll be Sippin on patrone

Thinkin everythang is good

Samsung g note

You cannot fuck with us

You throwin bluffs

Sippin tuss

Ima uppercut

Right through yo face

From a lunge

Pop a lung

Murk ya son

Puttin knives in ya tum

Listening to bone thug while I get the redrum



Redrum, rum, rum

You cannot outrun

I'm goin dumb dumb dumb

Ima get me some

We spillin

Rum, rum, rum

You cannot outrun

I'm goin dumb, dumb, dumb

Ima get me some lil bitch


Bad face

Run up in the place

There’a nowhere to hide

The people here with the cleavers rep for blood and homicide

Murder rate’s high

And the bones gone crush

And the brain turns mush

I wonder why I have to touch

I kill so much

When lost in lust

Smoking with the fable reaper

Have talks between myself

Is there someone else inside

Or is it just that I need help

Mental health is off the tracks

If approached I will attack

No remorse I’m showin ( ?) kill em all

Destructive path

REAPER DEATH SEAL

REAPER DEATH SEAL [FEAT. HAARPER x BAKER YA MAKER] [PROD. SINGE]

lyrics:

When I see yo face I wanna puke
Juke juke juke juke 
fuck out the way
I know you know I got the juice
I'm through
Boutta whip the hammer and the broom
Everybody juh assume
But I'ma bring the Fuckin doom 
Ima juke
On you you you
You make me wanna puke when you do the thangs you do
I'm through
Thotties see me flyin to the moon
So I let em come thru they can play my skin flute

Smellin Fuckin fresh
No downy
I bee Feelin high like I'm off a pot brownie 
Where the Fuckin purp time to bring in my bounty
She drop her mini skirt
Got a mothafucka howling

I don't really care fo all the talk I don need that
Mothafuckas talk so much they gonna need a C pap 
When I see that booty shakin
Peter like I need that
Put it in her butt
Fo the bust
I don't need that (kids) 

Pop pop
Pop pop
On a bitch
She slop
Sloppy
Like she floppin like a fish
You a flop
Old news floppy disk
My ex is a bitch
Don't text go fish

PUKE [PROD. HAARPER]

LYRICS:

[HAARPER]
Keep it minimal
Criminal with stealth at the pinnacle
I'm cynical, visual
Damage looking critical
I mean to taunt
Mean to haunt
Bury ya in serif font
I make a jaunt
Roamin savant
They talk that shit but looking gaunt

[ELIJAH GHOST]
Lets get physical
Aint kidding you
Im dropping kicks on any bitch
We cynical
Get rid of you
Dont pop if you aint on no shit cuz
Watch where ya step cuz im stomping em
Come at me crazy, im dropping em
stick through his back and sarcaophagus
haarper squeeze back with the choppa
we chop em up
He a joke
He want smoke
Not the kind that you toke
If you broke
Theirs still hope
Use my life like a quote
Take his neck
round the rope
Ghost gon turn em to a ghost
Ghost gon show em how to float
Thats on everything I wrote bitch

[HAARPER]
Red dot
Red dot
Now I'm on da next stop
Lead drop
Lead drop
Hidden when da feds knock

I'll escape from the crypt 
With a list in my left hand
Brass on da right 
They gon fly in da badlands
I got my sight on da knife
Like a madman
Leeches on da beaches 
Bleedin on my mortal canvas
Spike in the night
Got em high in the gallows
Nigh be the peace 
We been seeking in the shallow
Depths of our temporal
Lobe round da globe
I be clearing all the chatter
It don't matter where they go

RED DOT FT. ELIJAH GHOST [PROD. HAARPER]

HAARPER x GIZMO - CRUNCH! (Prod. OG TINT)

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