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ANGER

NXNATXNAMNX

featuring @distortionthe1
produced by @akvri
art by https://www.instagram.com/dieserfreigeist/
brought by @abyssalsoundsfr



lyrics :

grippin on my m4 and im running from the opps
i dont think they noticed me
mercenaries on my jacket
time to step my game up
i ran out of bad luck

switching to the pellington 
 boutta hitta headshot

myarmor body cracked up
 
ambush from the tunnels
and i  see akari scoping
fuck for what you hopin

i show him what the glockie do
fuck like im on a manhunt
i snap with my fingers and on his head appears a red dot
i let a fucker fly call it wingardium leviosa
you call it a battleship 
i tell you thats my rover

ou what a punchline
go hard like im rammstein
say i wanna kill you
and you tell me thats a bad rhyme
fuck all what you saying man
no one wanna hear that
kick him out the chopper
bitch is getting pierced
big gat

tell him  he will never win
big facts
commit on a murder sin
black vest
split his head
skull crack
run around the corner
slice the bowie like a whiplash
reload on a big mag

the lord himself :

Huffin on the Gas can 
Whip around a corner boy we sieging
Call it Kapkan 

That Pussy on his last stand 
Dot up on his temple make his vessel 

Take the last breath 
Leave him in the past tense 
Bitter till his last breath 

Bitch you fucking break down 
Bringing all the Hate out 
Let up off that trigger bitch 
And hit him like a Grey hound 

Clip him off the minute 
That he slipping any day now 

Coming with the terror that boy boutta have a breakdown 


Scream 

Bitch boy Better walk up with a pole 
Or he get dropped off 
Smoking meth 
I get my cock sucked 
By a bitch like she got lock jaw 

Off that Gas we topped up 
Have a stroke from all them substances
They seeing that I'm crushing I'm finma knock their block off 



Most these rappers own no guns but boy I really do, fuck 

Really been depressive  I'm not really in the mood fuck

All this fucking dirt has got me paranoid as all fuck 

Catch me on the Rader till I'm finished and I'm all done

"MANHUNT🧨" FT. LORD DISTORTION [PROD. AKVRI]

https://soundcloud.com/gorejit

my emotions are as dull as the grey walls around me
and you got humans you can thank
ima young demi god in a world full of hate
guess ill try to find my way
all these serpents are nothing of what they say
go to sleep and wake up personas changing everyday
cross me now you're face down in your fucking grave
im a ticking timebomb filled with everlasting hate
stay back ill put a hole inside your head death dreams now its hard for me to get out of bed
i see the truth thats the reason i want everybody dead
leave me i dont care its getting close to the end<

GOREJIT #AWORLDFULLOFHATE (INTRO) [P.HXLX]

SELF-DESTRUCTION (Prod. WHITE G)

STEALTH W/ PCP [NXM1NAL]

BETBLADE W/ KILLSOLOMON P.KATANA GUN

EENY MEENY MINEY MO [PROD. HINH]

HUH
WHY YOU BARKING LIKE A FED
OR A TED TALK?
IMMA SKIN HEAD BUT MY HOMIE GOT DREAD LOCS
HUH HUH
JUMPIN ON IT NIGGA MAKE THE BED ROCK
HUH HUH
THUMPING ON THE TRIGGER MAKE A HEAD POP

I HATE ALL THE VIOLENCE 
DREAD NOT

KILLING FOR NO REASON 
HOE THE HERO DON’T LIKE TO FIGHT
YOU APPEAR A DEMON
I HOPE YOU CAN INVITE THE LIGHT
YOU CANNOT CHOOSE YOUR PATH 
IF ALL THE EVIL ENTICING RIGHT?

STUPID ASS MOTHERFUCKER,
MY BROTHER BEING NICE IS TIGHT!

HOE GET OUT THE WAY
GOD IS HERE TO STAY
HIT YOUR KNEES AND PRAY
FUCK THE FEAR AND PAIN

PRAISE IT EVERY DAY
THE ENERGY FIXED IN MY BRAIN
I WANNA BE THE WAY

RED DOT
WHY YOU BARKING LIKE A FED
OR A TED TALK?
IMMA SKIN HEAD BUT MY HOMIE GOT DREAD LOCS
HUH HUH
JUMPIN ON IT NIGGA MAKE THE BED ROCK
HUH HUH
THUMPING ON THE TRIGGER MAKE A HEAD POP

RED DOT
LIKE I WAS A HINDU
I LOOK LIKE MACE WINDU
OH MY GOD KNOW WHAT I BEEN THRU
I LOVE BUDDHA BUT I SIN TOO
I’M THE BALD BROWN NIGGA YOU LISTEN TO

IN MY SOCKS AND SANDALS
ALL THESE GLOCKS I HANDLE
LIGHT YOU UP LIKE CANDLE
POT GOT A HANDLE

IMMA KILL THIS RAKSHASA
SPILL HIS GUTS I GOT
PILLS DON’T POP A LOT
I FEEL MY ROCKS A LOT BIGGER

I HOPE I NEVER HAVE TO GO AND DO YOU LIKE THAT
ALL I DO IS WRITE RAPS
SIPPING JACK, NIGHT CAP
BRING THE CHORUS RIGHT BACK

(CHORUS)

I don’t know why all these niggas they wanna be hard
I don’t know why all these niggas they wanna be seen wit me 
But never support 
Friend of my nigga is friend of me bigger than forever more 
Whatever whore 
Im on the shit
You cannot sniff 
I take a whiff
And break in the door

Door sound
“Hello”

I keep a turret on top of the porch
I’m gripping the torch 
Leaving em scorched 
Burned

You are the worm 
I am the spider I turn like a lighter
Put you in a urn

A stick of the fern
That I wanna breathe 
I see that you heave 
I hope that you leave 

Go away 

Living in peace so you cannot appease 
The devil today

RED DOT (PROD. SOLSA)

DON’T STOP
UNTIL YOU GET ENOUGH
PUSSY NIGGAS THEY BE STOPPING IT
DROPPING IT
GOING ROUGH
IT NEVER STOP

SO FIGHT IF YOU GOTTA

I BE AT THE BOTTOM OF A BOTTLE THROWING UP

CUZ THAT’S THE MOTTO
LIL NIGGA NEVER STOP

MIGHT STOMP OUT A NIGGA
IF HE TALK THAT SHIT

LIKE I’M BOUT THAT POSITIVITY
BUT BLOOD MIGHT DRIP
OUT YO LIP
IF YOU TALKING BOUT MY FAMILY
NIGGAS WANNA TANNER ME
NIGGAS WANNA DARKER ME
NIGGAS WANNA BARK AT ME
I BE AT THE PARK YOU SEE?
CHILLING
I AM NOT A HERO BUT CERTAINLY NOT A VILLAIN
SINCE THE BEGINNING ALL MY NIGGAS WANNA DO IS MAKE A KILLING
YEAH I’M CHILLING
YEAH I’M CALM AS A BITCH
YEAH I DON’T WANNA WORK WIT YOU
KARMA’S A BITCH
YEAH YOU FUCKED UP
LEAVING COMMENTS AND SHIT
GOT THE SWEAT ON MY DICK
GET WET FROM THE STICK
LET IT GO!

I KNOW BETTER NOW
I KNOW BETTER THAN TO TRUST YOU NIGGAS
OBSESSED WITH YA NUMBERS WHY YOU MUST DO BIGGER?
I WANNA KNOW! WHAT COMPLAINING WHAT THE FUSS DO NIGGA
WHEN YOU TWEAK, ALL IT DO IS MAKE YOU WEAK

YEAH I SMOKED SO MANY BACKWOODS THAT THEY SWISHERS TO ME
SHE IMAGINING A SHOWER WHEN SHE PICTURE MY PEE
WHATCHU KNOW?
WHATCHU KNOW ABOUT ME 
I GOT PROBLEMS I GOT ISSUES, AIN’T NO TISSUES FOR FREE
WHATCHU KNOW?
WHATCHU KNOW ABOUT ME REALLY?
YEAH YOU SEE ME ON THE INTERNET 
YOU THINK THAT MEAN YOU FEEL ME?
YOU DON’T KNOW
YOU DON’T KNOW IF THIS A BB GUN
OR IF I GOT A REAL ONE UNDERNEATH MY FUCKING TV

HEY 12?

SUCK MY DICK
THROW 13 SHOTS NIGGA DUCK MY CLIP
GOT 14 COPS WANNA SEARCH MY CRIB
I AIN’T WANNA SHOOT THAT NIGGA
BUT HE HURT MY KID

BE A GOOD DAD
NIGGA IMMA BE A GOOD DAD
YEAH MY SON GON HAVE THEM PENCILS AND PAPERS UP IN HIS BOOK BAG
I WON’T TELL MY DAUGHTER WHAT SHE SHOULD ASK
YEAH WE GOT DEPRESSION TELL MY CHILDREN GOTTA PUSH PAST

I GRIN KNOWING WE WILL ALL BE FORGOTTEN
I GRIN KNOWING THAT I SCREAM THIS FOR NOTHING
I GRIN KNOWING THAT THE TIME ISN’T STOPPING
I SMILE AS THE FRUIT BECOME ROTTEN

My stove electric
I pulled up to the show and I ain’t even had a set list
I guess I’ll have to cook it up I’m whipping hoe let’s get this
I dropped em on the block 
For talking reckless like Tetris 
Eating I got lettuce

Bread
Bagel like your head 
Using maple for the spread
I’ll be naked til I’m dead
Baking baking lots of bread 
Bacon bacon raw and red
You running out of food 
Whatchu do
Getchu fed

Stove top
Coke rock
Whipping in the kitchen
Til I’m rich and got a bitch 
That season chicken right 
Don’t pick a fight
Let it choose you or your screws loose
I don’t know if niggas really thinking Mike?

Licking mics
(Licking sound)
Hop up on my dick until it thicken
I get bricks and make em pebbles 
Put the petal to the medal
Time is ticking
Burn a pedal
Make it quicken

If my stove was human definitely stick my dick in

(CHORUS)
(X2)

STOP (PROD. SOLSA)

EVER SINCE I CAME IN THE GAME 
I WANTED NOTHING BUT TO JUMP IN THEY GUTS
AND BUTT FUCK EM
(X2)

ENERGY SUCKERS
ENEMY FUCKERS AND FRIENDS TOO
YOU DON’T KNOW WHO CAN RIDE FOR YOU 
IS HALF OF YA MANS COOL?

I DUNNO I DUNNO

THE PAPER AND PEN DO!
WHO JUST TALKING SHIT AND WHO WILL REALLY DEFEND YOU?

RIDE FOR YOURSELF
CUZ YOU’LL BE THERE
WHEN IT MATTERS
MADE OF MATTER
SPLATTER BRAINS ON A PLATTER
FOR YOUR CONSUMPTION 
I MIGHT RUN SHIT WITH THIS WRITING
OR PUNCH IN 
THE SHIFT BEGINNING 
YOU CAN FEEL IT COMING CLOSER
IM GRINNING 

LIKE IT’S MY LAST SMILE

I NEVER BELIEVED IN TIME 
CUZ IT NEVER PLEASED THE MIND

TO KNOW THAT THIS COULD BE MY LAST SMILE

YOU’RE LOOKING FOR MEANING WHY
DO YOU GOT IT PREDEFINED?

I DRAW MY GRIN LIKE IT’S MY LAST SMILE 

DODGING BULLETS FAST WHILE 
DISLODGING THE THOUGHTS OF RATS
AND THE ROACHES HANG OUT WITH BATS
AND ON TOP OF THEY FUCKING BACKS
ARE SOME ROCKET LAUNCHERS THAT BLAST
ALL THE BUILDINGS AND FILL THE REST 
WITH THEY GATS N THE SKY IS BLACK,
AN ATTACK WHILE THE MONKEYS LACK 

IM SWIMMING THROUGH THE SEWERS
LIKE FLUID IM WHERE THE POO IS 
I THREW THIS DOO DOO AT CHU 
CUZ IM THE SHIT, I FLICKED A BIC
AND I BLEW THIS GUTTER TO PIECES
IM SMOOTH LIKE BUTTER IN RECEES
IM FUCKING DAUGHTERS AND NIECES
OF NIGGAS WACK NEVER CEACES

Swang from the ceiling of your brain 
Hang from your feelings til you can’t anymore

Bang your head on the floor like you’re a schitzo 
Don’t be embarrassed you fit so imperfectly 
Into this so you’re beautiful letcho wits grow

Cuz intelligence is power and ignorance 
To your detriment 
I’m smelling all this flower 
Then burn it down into sediment 
I put some in the macaroni 
The homie I fed him it
He tripping out and spazzing 
A Chasm open and let him in 

Drug use in my circle 
And bug abuse yeah dirt‘ll
Consume em and turn em purple
I’m smoking til I’m infertile
I’m smoking until I’m impotent
Walk a mile I’m limping it
See a pussy I’m pimping it 
Spider gang ain’t a wimp in it

You how that shit be
This is little Dar-K-I-E
Two steams when I make my pee
Make spit when he play that beat
Sell weed better weigh that green 

*BRAIN CELLS COMMUNICATING*

DUNNO (PROD. SOLSA)

NECROLYNN :

I'm stacking racks in the backseat
Swerve off the fucking street
Drifting on the pavement I'll send you to the cemetery
Shove you down the sewers while I'm sipping on the henny
You never made a penny, wise words from a friend :
Boy you shouldn't fuck with me
Undead witch, I'm a Lich on the loose
You're a clown about to lose
Leave you face down in the mud 
I'll smite you down like I'm Zeus
Hang you up like a Halloween prop
Down another cup when I hear your neck pop

Deadman mafia
Corpse gangsta
I cruise in the fucking matte black Cadillac
Got my gun out, wearing balaclava
Motherfucker you're about to get gunned down
Smash a goddamn ATM with your fucking head
I need all the cash I can get, Necro tryna be King of the Dead
Need more death in my life, I'm a run & gunner
Burn your fucking city down i'm feeling like Windrunner

Bloodshed black & red like the cold blade
Dark with your dried blood, you better be afraid
I'll be using all your bones to build my Empire
When you're part of my throne I know forever you will suffer

DEPTH STRIDA : 

Drop dead
Never trust a fucking bitch or get backstabbed
Rising from the Abyss I'm the death's hand
I want checks, I want stacks, I want cash man
Toxic flow, ain't nobody catch me lacking

Bitch I got a lot of money in my fucking bank
If you're tryna beef I might just pull up in a tank
All you bitches call me rapper cause of Second Hand
Sweet exotic flows, try to comprehend

Oh
Damn
Abyssal is on top now
All these people look at us they're waiting for a showdown
Oh
Damn
Let's give them what they want
Necrolynn plus Strida flow been fucking this shit since day one
(x2)

GUTTER FT. DEPTH STRIDA [PROD. 0186]

GNARLY BASTARD (FLIP BY MUTRICK)

To be completely honest, do whatever you want. It's a free country. This is ironic satire of ironic satire of ironic satire. Too many layers of irony, not enough happiness in my life etc...

To be even more honest, I love Trapmetal, and I always have. I swear it goes out of fashion and then back into fashion every Sunday. I just like it for the sound, but I respect your opinion if you think otherwise, because freedom of opinions.

This song is a cover of an old deleted song I did with pale a long while ago. Shoutzout to em.

How To Be Trapmetal

Hello, here is a track that i made along with some cover art :-)

GOREJIT #AWORLDFULLOFHATE (INTRO) [P.HXLX]

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