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Jake Hill - Mindless (Prod. HkFiftyOne)

Jake Hill - SMD (Prod. Josh A)

Don't Forget (to Forget Me) - @coaastgxd
Produced by @station666
Engineered, MIxed, and Mastered by Eddy Vocals @ lyrics studio
Photo by @haloblaack

lyrics
Lay me down in a grave all alone,
With the things that I've said and the bones that I broke,
Laying low,
I don't pick up my phone,
I'm coming undone from the hurt I call home,
Lay me down in the dark on my own,
On a bed made of nails and a heart made of stone,
I'll fade away if you let me,
Please don't forget to forget me.

I'm so tired but I can't sleep,
All these nightmares haunting me,
I'm so tired but I can't sleep, 
All these nightmares haunting me

Lay me down in a grave all alone,
With the things that I've said and the bones that I broke,
Laying low,
I don't pick up my phone,
I'm coming undone from the hurt I call home,
Lay me down in the dark on my own,
On a bed made of nails and a heart made of stone,
I'll fade away if you let me,
Please don't forget to forget me.

Don't Forget(to Forget Me)

Don't Forget(to Forget Me) [Prod. Station 666]

Jake Hill - Area 51

SALIVA GREY x 99ZED- SKULL CRACK!

MVKO

Bloody razor in my fist I swing it cuz I'm ruthless, 
Dont give a fuck about an opp my steeltoes leave em toothless, 
Only down for gang most you motha fuckers useless,
Slammin liquor loud as fuck I am a fuckin nuisance, I'm foolish

I ain't got time for a fuckboys shit,
Fly into your state just to pull up and go fuck yo bitch,
Some Magic shit, pull my chopper out my fuckin bag of tricks,
Hellhounds walkin in the night we navigate with candlesticks, 

Creepin thru your home Like a ghost (like a ghost)
I'm the presence everywhere you go (where you go)
Followin my footprints through the snow (in the snow)
They leadin to the front door of your home (of your home) 

I'm the revenant, bullet in your head not hesitant,
Its effortless, cleanin up the scene no evidence,
Genesis, we the start of plague and pestilence, 
We venomous, one bite rot you to your skeleton,

Full moon watch me rise up from my grave, (from my graaaaave)
Eyes glowing red i am deranged, (I'm deraaaanged)
Was gifted for the soul that I exchanged, (I exchanged)
Walking out the flames I am unscathed, (I'm unscathed)

Pull up on your block,
Whole team strapped up like the swat,
Before we light up your spot, 
Better give us what you got,

Hellhounds comin kicken in your front door bitch,
See the lazer sight know that you are done for bitch, 

Sick of all the mouth racin,
Sick of all the clout chasin,
You're cattle to your government your mother fuckin cows grazin, 

Fuck a suicide note bitch I've been dead for years,
Write my name with blood on my gravestone when I depart from here

SINIZTER

Walkin’ like a zombie, feeling crummy motherfuck the money/ 

One man army shootin’ like a junkie, they can trace the tracks/

Take a trip, final destination they won’t make it back/

Banana clips walkin’ through the jungle like a razorback/

Chest beatin’/

Death cheatin’/

Trigger squeezin’/

Less breathin’/

More bleedin’/

What’s the meanin’/

Intervenin’/

Met demons, I left ‘em feindin’/ 

For my soul my heart cold, brain freezin’/

Sinizter, fuck a finish this just the beginning-yuh/

Send in the, back up before I clap at ya emperor/

No Kings power to the people/

All my bros bring anarchy load the cannon be...fore I blow steam/

Woah/

You already know/

I hit'em high, Mako hit'em low/

Nobody survive everybody’s a ghost/

You ain’t gotta go home, but bitch you gotta go...YUH/

FMJ feat. Sinizter (Prod. Fallen)

prod by gmp, zak ali & 4ria


SPOTIFY LINK BELOW


https://open.spotify.com/track/2yLZAeViNb16Q6tQ2SYL58

lyrics: 

look at these problems, you started yourself 
while i sharpen my skill set for stardom to pelt 
& propel you to melt 
so please pardon my yells 
cause my therapist says i’m too hard on myself 
& i harp on the shit that you did so unwell 
it exist in conditions, i’m starving to tell 
instead i stay timid, get lost in my shell 
and i run a new scrimmage like johnny manziel 
bitch i quit drinking, i’m sinking in vomit i belch 
and beginning to think i could opt for some help 
all of my thoughts they just linger like prisoners sit in a clink 
wish i could just be more limber 
or be less distinct 
instead i yell timber 
depressions in sync with my temper 
that shit all grows heavy 
i vent to my shrink till it’s slender as feathers 
meticulous new repetitions 
i let it relinquish what i can’t remember, so tender 
but what difference does it make 
with the distance that i take 
i’d rather never win than try to blend in with you fakes 
i spit the precious gems that descend to bottoms of lakes 
you wretched fucks are asbestos, i can’t try to behave 
i don’t want to spend any more time tryna debate 
i’m still tryna climb the ladder up to meet my fate 
as the time shatters 
rewind, won’t align all your lies with my laughter 
i brine in sublime & latch onto my habits 
i find when i’m manic 
& till i go peak, all my passion is bleak 
until you all reach my new absence 
let that all read as my way of now getting complete 
and redeeming the panic 
this shit is no feat 
it’s a means of me slamming 
you hoes into granite 
you hoes all go show off your glow into cameras 
instagram models, be damned if i cannot fuck 
all of those filters can’t help what the damage does 
cause you’re a 6 just like digits from canada 
business as usual, city is cancerous 
writtens i drew the truth, so much less glamorous 
can’t handle gambles, i travel from 
lands where i drag my love forward 
with bags of drugs 
packing up 
i’ve got a lack of trust 
from all the knives in my back 
i’m not backing up 
cause all these wounds make my breathing hard 
like your damn asthma does 
you’ve got a bag of tricks 
well i’ve got active love 
holding raps captive 
connect them all like it’s a pack of plugs 
sold off the raps i sung 
you’re all so old, but you’re acting young 
tricks are for kids 
and i told em, i had enough 



look at these problems, you started yourself 
while i sharpen my skill set for stardom to pelt 
& propel you to melt 
so please pardon my yells 
cause my therapist says i’m too hard on myself 
& i harp on the shit that you did so unwell 
it exist in conditions, i’m starving to tell 
instead i stay timid, get lost in my shell 
and i run a new scrimmage like johnny manziel 



look at you 
look at you 
you little judgmental cunt 
now bitch look at you

judgmental c*nt

Engineered by @downfvll
Lyrics:
See my drip 
My wrist 
My bitch

I’m walking down the street and I’m lickin my lips
See my whip 
My chick 
On my dick 
Oh shit

Let me just stop makin these hits
See 
Bop it
Twist it 
Pull it 
Fuck off

Can we all settle down 
Nah you a suck off
Constant focus hocus pocus 
You keep making tracks all sounding like locusts 

Oh man, oh damn I got it
Yo man don’t know I’m poppin
One grand two grand I profit
So many motherfuckers takin out the garbage
Oh man, oh damn she got it
I say hey babe what’s poppin
One day I’ll take you shopping
Gotham city Batman and Robin

Drive in the city ain’t counting no mileage
Sly as a villain when I keep it all private 
Mm mm mm 
I‘ve been livin so stylish
Keep it on lock I’m in autopilot
Don’t wanna talk oh well too bad
Keep it to yourself boohoo so sad
You mad 
I’m glad 
What’s that what’s next
Way I kill this beat put it in a suplex

Say 
Oh man, oh damn I got it
Yo man don’t know I’m poppin
One grand two grand I profit
So many motherfuckers takin out the garbage
Oh man, oh damn she got it
I say hey babe what’s poppin
One day I’ll take you shopping
Gotham city Batman and Robin

Don’t talk silly ain’t no way to stop me
I was in the village white fang Kakashi
Kicking down your throat eight gates like Rock Lee
Yeah I know I come off a little bit cocky
That’s just me yes I’m clean in my white tee
Say that you love me and I say unlikely
When I'm in command roger roger you copy
Damn who really can stop me

Oh man, oh damn I got it
Yo man don’t know I’m poppin
One grand two grand I profit
So many motherfuckers takin out the garbage
Oh man, oh damn she got it
I say hey babe what’s poppin
One day I’ll take you shopping
Gotham city Batman and Robin

Limit Break

Oh Man, Oh Damn

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