Production by: HELLI$H & SVRVIIIVE 
( @actuallythedevil & @svrviiive )

Vocals/Art by: HELLI$H

Lyrics:

Run it back boy
You ain’t gonna last boy
All noise
Owe me bought a stack I need it cash boy
(Yuh)

I hit fast boy 
Trapping out the mad voice
Wanna fuck w me u get it free
That’s a bad choice
(Aye)

Wanna die 
Lights flashing in the night
(Aye yuh)

Crowd jumping like I’m pullin out a knife
(Yuh aye)

Bass thumping 
Rage drainin out they life
Ima fight bark bite
It’s the way that I
Survive

Wanna die 
Lights flashing in the night

Crowd jumping like I’m pullin out a knife

Bass thumping 
Rage drainin out they life
Ima (SWORD BARK BITE)
It’s the way that I
(SVRVIIIVE)

Cold truth
I been dead 
since like 02
Every day dread
Can’t choose
Noose or gold tooth
Low view
Long days
My life lookin like doom
Old news now 
I’m on new shit
I don’t know you

Wait 
Where’d I go
Out here dyin in the snow
They be like oh why the devil walkin drippin w the cold
Chains rippin on my soul
Same mission as before
Get a throne of gold and leave you missin down under the floor
(Fuck fuck)

Fucking snake
Get the fuck out of my face
(Aye Yuh)
You a fake
(Yuh)
Rat you a lame
(Yuh yuh)

Fuck a wait
I come runnin for the cake
I drop hundreds on a stake
Then I burn up everything
(Damn…)

Unyielding Cerberus (W/ SVRVIIIVE)

PUNK SHIT

SPOTIFY/APPLE MUSIC: https://unitedmasters.com/m/punksht

YOUTUBE: https://youtu.be/RgOo-S1gPGw

PUNK SHIT

STREAM

PUNK SHIT (Prod. Skreigh)

Get tf out of the way (8x)

Get tf out of the way
Or you better fucking pray 
Get tf out of my sight
Or you're going to die tonight

Why you look at me like that 
Like you got a fucking chance
If i come up to your face
You gon ditch like a rat

Looking me up and down
Get too close imma claw that snout 
Imma glue you to the ground
Medics have to scrape you out

Think about shit before you act
Cuz you can't fight and that's a fact
Touch me and I'll make your posture slack 
You a soft ass bitch and you always lack

Stop in your tracks imma run you over
2 tons, squish your insides, sound like a lawnmower
If u think you're gonna make it, aim lower
If u think u can stop me, I'm just better

You think you the shit just because you with your goons
Don't think you can run, imma chop off your limbs 
Think im inferior, it's not what it seems
You better retreat or there's blood on my timbs

Smoking propane
I'm high as plane
Beat you ass with a cane
If u act like a lame

We ain't the same
I dont play your game
I know Kung fu
Hit you with that crane 

I entertain
I dont blame
You do what you want
Is that simple and plain

If u think what he thinks 
That we think, that they think
You a sheep cuz
You believe on what they say

Get tf out of the way (8x)

Get tf out (8x)

GTFOTW!

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This is the song we made for everyone who hates putting on a smile and being forced to be happy during the holiday season

Lyrics:
I hate your decorations and your Santa makes me sick
You want me singing carols how about you suck my dick
Stop forcing me to like it I won’t change my fucking view
All I want for Christmas? FUCK YOU

Merry Christmas Karen 
Have you prepared your Christmas Carol?

Santa Claus won’t make me happy with his toys upon this day 
I don’t care about Mariah, Wham, Sinatra or Band Aid
I don't want to smile and I don't want to play your stupid festive games
I don't want your touch, keep your finger foods and mistletoes away

How da fuck am I
Supposed to buy
You a present in the present
Sell my eye lids, eyes, kidneys, spine 'n' thighs to buy a PS5
On my Christmas list I'll finish it with a P.S. - I
Can't afford this shit

I'm sick of the wishlists 
The Naughty 'n' nice lists 
The Poor kids with no gifts 
There's only one way to fix this

HO HO HO, Merry Christmas children

Hoods up, heads low,
Anythin' shining
Take dat shit 

We're pullin' an Onyx
And we're stickin' up Saint Nick
You can call me the Grinch, bitch
We're fuckin' sick of this shit
Lets all be honest
We should be eatin' the rich
We're gonna feed you to the starvin' kids you fat prick
OH, OH, NO

I hate your decorations and your Santa makes me sick - SICK
You want me singing carols how about you suck my dick - DICK
Stop forcing me to like it I won’t change my fucking view - HOO
All I want for Christmas? FUCK 

YOU 

Jingle bells, sensory hell
It's the most lonely time of the year

I see you, Dasher, Dancer, Prancer, Vixen, Comet 'n' Cupid
And Donner, Blitzen, Rudolph, you can lead the animals through this
Christmas is carnage, show the humans you're ruthless
The families writhe as they arrive, this season is stupid

Forced labour and false promises call haters out as grinches
If I’m on your naughty list you made it on my hit list 
Krampus I don’t miss bitch 
Me 'n' luci don’t freeze 
For the fat cat bloated on choc chip, milk 'n' greed

Prideful glutton lust for all the innocents envy 
364 days of sloth now face the wrath you sent me 
You can ho ho but hell won’t find it that funny
And don’t get me started on the Easter bunny... bitch

KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK
I just wanted to make you all aware
That you made me aware
Of why Christmas might be a shit time of the year 
And I don't appreciate it
Don't cut me off with the chorus motherfuckers

I hate your decorations and your Santa makes me sick - SICK
You want me singing carols how about you suck my dick - DICK
Stop forcing me to like it I won’t change my fucking view - HOO
All I want for Christmas? FUCK YOU

You can try slamming the door
You can try singing that chorus
I'm still here
I'm still here I'm at your window
That's it, I'm coming up on the roof
I'm dragging my giant sack behind me
Oh my god why I am narrating myself falling ooooo

Paranoia

HANGSAINT