Go for the heart
Then I go for the throat
I'm stomping you out
Til your body is broken
I don't give a fuck about your gossiping hoe shit
Pedophile pussy tryna hinder my focus

Get back!
Fall flat!
Pussy get black balled
I don't give a fuck about a tweaker taking bath salts
Mad soft!
Watch your head splat off the cat walk
Tryna clap back?
Knock your ass on the asphalt

Bitch I'm rezurekkted out the Lazarus pit
I don't fuckin smoke crack
I just dabble a bit
I snap and crackle your adams apple
I batter the beat
I'll smack your ass with a gavel until I shatter your teeth

Fuck you!
You're deceitful
I shoulda seen it
Let's talk about the pre-teens touching on your penis
You sick fuck!
Period
Gotta be delirious
You tryna cancel me cuz I'm a little bi-curious?!

Sickened by the enemy
He think that he a friend of me
But I don't give a fuck
Cuz I'm the bullet he the Kennedy
They wishing for the remedy
Knowing I took it heavily
Bitch back the fuck up
You is not in the recipe

Infecting with the venom all that shit I'm spittin hits
S-A-S-U-K-E-S
Fuck that bitch
This my revenge
Pity party, no amends
Psych ward living when's it end?
Steady talking? Make 'em bend
That pretty pedo, apprehend
Bitch I'm grimace
Do my trend
How the fuck were you my friend?

9. GOSSIP │ tønejustdied X GAUZ3Y (PROD. TRIPLESIXDELETE)

Stomp a fucker in my chunky dc's
No more talking, no more talking
Chop him up into pieces
Keep on talking, keep on talking
Eugh
Think i left my percocet
Heard he smoked some meth
Shhhh, no more talking
No more talking, uh, yuh
Pop a bullet yes he get diminished
Pop his skull yea this fuckboy
I think he finished
Think he diminished, uh

No normality
Just brutality
In the police field
Shoot up the man, yea he get killed
He like what's the big deal?

He like
He like
Uh stomp a fucker in my dc's
No more talking no more talking
Chop him up into pieces
Keep on talking
Keep on talking
Keep on talking
Keep on talking, bitch
Keep on talking

Gallywacker!
Go and hit a faggot with my tallywacker!
Battle master!
Knock you out your Cadillac and stomp your bladder
Constant cappers, catch cadavers
Watch me smack your ass to Saturn
I'm a disaster, imma-

(Tone, wait, you trying to hard)

Fuck that shit, I'm tryna tell em who I really am
You fake and fickle pussy bitch
You barely got a plan
We like the taliban
Al Qaeda's back again
And we ain't stopping til these traitors get some severed heads

"Fuck up offa my dick
She said that I'm toxic
She want me in her cock pit"
Copy cat, biter bitch
Ya head is full of spider webs
You never been inside a Benz
You pussy bitch, you prolly should've took your daily vitamins

6. GALLYWACKER │ AMALO X tønejustdied (PROD. AMALO)

@axelbloodyaxel

LYRICS;

BLOODY CHALK UP ON THE PAVEMENT,
THINK THEY FOUND THE BODY,
YOU MIGHT CATCH ME AT THAT PLACE,
JUST KNOW YOU CANT EVER STOP ME,
I CANT STOP ALL OF THIS KILLING,
SWEAR TO GOD IT IS MY HOBBY,
ALL YOU FUCK BOY CARBON COPIES GET DESTROYED BY TRYING TO CROSS ME.
NOW IM STOMPING ON YOUR GRAVE LIKE IM THE MOTHERFUCKING REAPER HOE,
TERRIFYING SOULS SAID IM THE REASON YOU AINT SLEEPING BRO,
BEST TO LOCK YOUR DOORS AND WINDOWS BEFORE I GO AND CREEP IN SLOW.
I HATE EVERYBODY AND I THINK THATS ALL YOU NEED TO KNOW.
CREEPING OUT THE DEPTHS OF DARKNESS,
WHERE MY SHADOWS FOLLOW ME.
EVERY WHERE I GO I KNOW THAT SOMEONE ALWAYS WATCHING ME,
PARANOID DELUSIONS START TO MIX WITH MY REALITY,
THESE ALBUQUERQUE STREETS ALWAYS BEEN KNOWN TO CAUSE INSANITY.
I DONT GIVE A FUCK ABOUT YOUR FUCKING LIFE,
SWEAR TO GOD ALL I WANNA DO IS DIE.
LET THE BASS BANG TIL YOUR BRAIN FRIED,
WEAK MOTHERFUCKER,
EVER WORD HE SPEAKING IS A LIE,
CUT EM ALL OFF LIKE A RENEGADE,
POURING UP DRANK IN MY LEMONADE,
FUCKING WITH ME YOU GET DISMAYED,
NOT TRYING TO TALK UNLESS IM PAID.
FUCKING WITH ME LEAVE YOU IN PAIN.
REACH FOR THE BLADE BECAUSE I AINT HERE TO PLAY,
ONE WRONG MOVE AND YOU MIGHT FADE AWAY.
BEST THINK TWICE ABOUT THEM THINGS YOU SAY.

AXEL X KRAZED - ACTING UP [PROD. AXEL]

Youtube - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RZ4-BXYoegg&feature=youtu.be

Stash It

Stream

Stash It Prod Timmy Ocean

Mad Looks [prod.triplesixdelete]

TOSEINA ft. ScrewStache

Lyrics: 

This sacrifice may require blood, I’m the devil that you pray too I rain death from above 

Verse:

If I gotta spin ya block it get scary in a minute 
God damn you niggas pussy ain’t been weary in a minute 
When it’s time for war is you in it is you wit it 
And I’m rippin out ya organs they look at me as I bit it 
Got my sacrificial blade he look at me like he shitted 
Imma turn you to fillet and tell ya family good riddance 
Smile when I choke you got you purple like gimmace
Damn I thought you had the torch you ain’t shoot like Ben Simmons 
You can burn from my aura got gifts from Riven 
You can’t run from the blade just a corpse that’s livin 
Now I got what it takes so of course I’m driven 
I’ve done this all before, you could say that it’s been written 
I’d gut you like a whore for the sake of my religion 
Damn you need to offer more cuz your sins are not forgiven 
Damn this shit is just a bore cut your heart with sheer precision 
Feeling like a god and this powers my addiction 


This sacrifice may require blood, I’m the devil that you pray to in rain death from above
This life can’t be destined for us 
Won’t you gather ‘round a circle all I ask for is trust 
This sacrifice may require blood, go ahead and grab your neighbor dedication is a must

pissed off(prod. yuki)

DeadBySeptember (@deadbysept)

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