B.ZERO (Prod. NIGHTMVRE)

Lyrics:

I fuckin hate you
And I hate me too
‘I dream of death 
Every day
Im never making it through
I feel the walls close in
As my skin turn blue
And then I do it and do it again
Till I meet my doom
I guess I knew

That I was destined for something greater
A higher power testing the waters the kids in danger
They change up 
When they face up
With a gauge up
To the cranium

Homicidal thoughts in my brain they keep on playing em
Yuh 

And I guess I feel a little hazy
Look for safety
But aint nobody mind or soul
Bout fuckin save me
I may be
Deranged
But I just can’t change
Suicide calls gotta go out with a bang

And everywhere I look I want death doom destruction
Propane bombs
When I pull up at the function
The huntsman
The sitting ducks are the prey
Feel the wrath of the kid when I’m filled with hate

Dear diary
As I write these lines
My mind tries
To define
Everything inside
But its not that simple
And I don’t know why 
I can’t stop won’t stop 
Till I bleed em dry 

Duffel back packed stacked 
With the goods I craft 
And the trench coat hang at the top of the rack 
Aint nobody know a thang 
Imma leave it at that 
The people had their chance and imma finally snap 

They gonna 
Say my name with a sprinkle of fear 
And blame games and other thangs as they may appear 
The truth is 
I’m a lonely motherfucker 
A Self loathing freak 
In the mind of the white cap suckas 
tomorrow Im about to play god 
Decide whether or not to make make the heart beats stop 
Write the book of history my name on lock 
Tonight I dream of infamy I take my shot 

Damn right I hate the life that I live 
I got 
Zero mothafuckas that’ll call me a friend 
I wanna 
Show the world what the system did 
You never know when a kid is gonna snap like this 

Damn right I hate the life that I live 
I got 
Zero mothafuckas that’ll call me a friend 
I wanna 
Show the world what the system did 
I want em all to say my name with the fear of the kid

Nixon's Cassette (Prod. ISVVC)

LAST NIGHT I PULLED UP ON A SNITCH [PROD. TOXICGODD]

W/ @jupiluxe
PRODUCED BY @sectunit

JMattson:
Crime pays
don't be lookin' my way
'less u wanna die ayy
got that butterfly blade & I
flip dat I told em to get back
before it go click clack
get stabbed in yo six pack imma
boss up mothafucka y'all suck
love it when they talk tough
put a blade in y'all guts better
fall back hoe suck on my ballsack
keep thinking you all that
I run up in all black
widda muthafuckin blade on my hip
you better dip
before I lose my fucking mind
before I lose my fucking shit
better whip out that fucking 9
better whip out that fucking switchblade
insane
damnit I got blood up on my fit mane
all black boots
eliminating your tooth
originate in the couve
reiterating the move 
want all dat loot
disintegrating your crew
you dinner plate & some food
bitch get in the way you doomed

@jupiluxe:
nowadays
do anything for a bag
anything to get a rack
just a state of where we at
look around
tell me what u getting at
black on my shoes
combat boots all abuse
they can talk that shit 
but im leaving with they tooth
baseball bat on the roof
down ya chimney comin thru
something like saint nick
put ya face to pavement
tie u up, then i take u to the basement

JMattson:
Crime pays
don't be lookin' my way
'less u wanna die ayy
got that butterfly blade & I
flip dat I told em to get back
before it go click clack
get stabbed in yo six pack imma
boss up mothafucka y'all suck
love it when they talk tough
put a blade in y'all guts better
fall back hoe suck on my ballsack
keep thinking you all that
I run up in all black

CRIME PAYS (feat. JUPILUXE) [Prod. SECT UNIT]

LET 'EM HAVE IT


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$UICIDEBOY$ Ft. Bones - Not In The Right Mind

Weon Miss

I CAN'T SEE THE MOON [PROD. HAARPER]

BUTCHER [PROD. HAARPER]

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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:

Whirlin Merlin
Split her like Berlin
Burr in da burg
They slur when I murk em
Strippa on da pole
She purr on da bourbon
Nerfed on my nuts
She slurp with a purpose
Ugh
Ugh
Look at my luck
Get anotha milly
Gettin silly in her trunk
Yuh
Done stunt banged out her lung
Stayin on da rung 
Up above yall dung

Banish ya with da banshee
Damage so great I be dancing
Halos so low I'm bashing
Ya skull like a bull hulk smashing
You aint goin up
Only down
6 feet ain't shit
Through the globe and all around
You go
Knock em like dominoes
Adios to ya hoes
Now vamonos vamonos

Got da remedy like seether
Unlock da ether
Portal to anotha dimension 
We da
Kings of da land
Yuh sing fo da man
Sing fo da man
Wring da blood out da lamb

Fuck
My strength goin up
Puttin up my stats who tryna get buck
Yeah duck
I swang in da mud
Bang with da gun
Make it rain fo da fun

BERLIN [PROD. HAARPER]

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