2PERSONA$ (feat. JOHNNYDE4D)  [prod. MAJZKLUANI]

[LYRICS]

i live in a world that i constantly dread
fighting the urge to put bullet in head 
ideations of suicide, dreaming of lead 
entering cranium, now i am dead 
my final wish is that i’m casted out to sea 
so when i rise again
i cannot find my way back home
i cannot terrorize the land 

back from the dead hoe
better pack that lead, hoe
the ZETTA coming for your head
the ZETTA got you scared, hoe
ILL MINDED, bitch, get blinded
by the lyricism, wilding
going retarded, i’m spazzing, i’m blunted
you bitches are dummies, you bitches know nothing 

aye, wassup, wassup, wassup mane

here we go, verse two
lemme talk my shit again 
all you pussies fake, your plastic face
i see right through you mane
trapping out the cemetery
burning green, and creeping steady 
on all of you busters mane
got my weapons cocked and ready

bullets they flying, ejecting from chamber
the weapons stay hot and my mind filled with anger 
going insane, pick a weapon and spray
ain’t no thought to my actions, you hoes are in danger 
running from all of this shit
bullets in ribs, what you get when you fuck with the stranger 
tell em, fuck em, rest in piss
don’t give a fuck about nothing except for the paper 

and if you looking for me, i’m out by the sea
motherfucker come meet your defeat 
stepping on the fucking scene, blade in my hand
for pussies, bitch i’m watching you bleed
popping, dropping bodies hoe, zetta defiant
yeah he never listen to me 
zetta is one of the reasons, you cannot defeat him
hit MUDAH, return with the fleet

aye, wassup, wassup, wassup mane

cover by @drownstacyy

WASSUP MANE!

LYRIC VIDEO OUT NOW 

ENVIOUS̸ : 
( Ay, Ay, Ay )
Mother, mother, mother fuckers always talking 
always talking like they know 
got my 40 cock it back 
and let that motherfucker go 
turn a sucka to a ghost 
turn his bitch into a hoe 
I got xans lsd
I got tabs on the low 
I got 5 down to ride and they all want the smoke 
I got killers in the cut sacrifice and snatch your soul
I got nines 
I got knives 
keep my blade on my side all the time 
wanna try me
I will take your life
no regrets
no remorse
yeah you know it’s homicide 
take ya life 
where you go
you ain’t shit 
you’s a bitch
you’s a lame
I’m the mane 
yeah wassup motherfucker
yeah wassup
yeah wassup motherfucker ay. 

BTD SPECTRE:
Smoking my blunt wont pass this weed 
you talking to me no fucking with me 
In the dark as I bleed only wishing for 3 
sixes im making my wishes proceed 
the devil embarking my conscious and talking to me and telling me please they get what they give only wishing for peace you talking to much wanna bleed they fucking with me no I can’t believe its hard to breathe no breaking bread with enemies no friend of me to stab my back and watch it bleed so left you high and dry in the dust and dirt for the birds to pick you clean just leave me b inside my room I smoke in peace 
 keep me from gripping that pistol and ending my life just to watch as they stand up above looking down on me 

RO$ETTA:
they talking about that killa
RO$ETTA that mane 
bitch i’m goin insane 
load the nine, cock it back, bang 
you know i don’t play mothafucka 
that zetta was raised as a hunter, i got aim
so you better believe when i pull up
motherfuckers gonna get they asses beat
i’m pulling up 3 deep, that mudah and milford
and z-e-t-t-a 

motherfuckers claiming that they gonna pull up
but they never wanna catch this fade
so they better protect they neck
or a mothafucka gonna aim right for they face
don’t give a mothafuck about a mothafucka 
bitch i’m from the 505 southwest mane
me kill and i creep, leave them bodies in sheets
i’m a fiend for the weed, and the cocaine

TALKIN THAT SHIT ( Ft. BTD SPECTRE & RO$ETTA) [Prod.SouljaByTheLake]

LYRICS:

VERSE 1: 
Look into my eyes and you will see this world is full of misery
there is no god there is no peace 
the things you love are all deceased 
there’s only pain so take the blade and slit your vein and just let go 
always feeling so detached I lost trust and lost my hope 
I know I can’t ever cope with all the things I’ve ever said everything I’ve ever done mane I wish that I was dead leave my brains up on the wall 
leave my body full of stress 
I’m so done with all this shit mane I just think I’m too depressed 


VERSE 2: 
(What’s the)x2 
What’s the definition
I think I’m so done living 
I cannot make decisions so I guess I’ll take prescriptions
nobody ever listened
they just assume I’m trippin
so I’ll sit back roll a blunt and tie the noose around my neck
I’m always wishin for my death
so maybe god will hear me out so I can finally lay and rest cause life only full of stress
you can only watch it burn 
fade away and turn to smoke
life’s joke and you are nothing 
just remember that Fasho.

THE DEFINITION OF LIFE  [Prod. RO$ETTA]

Bitch I feel like evil pimp because I worship devil shyt 
I don't even fuck with none of ya because yall so irrelevant 
Talkin tough on their songs but in person they so delicate 
Just a dead skeleton mane on his own feeling desolate 

All I need is my guns by side to feel at peace 
From the dirt roads no I don't even come from the streets 
But don't get me wrong its crazy here so I gotta keep my piece 


Sadness increase & happiness decrease 
Leave them all dead leave them all deceased 
Anxiety, I can't breathe bitch 
Look him in the eyes watch all life leave 
Lifeless as dawg best believe 

Now their fam wondering where he is 
Sometimes I pray to god to forgive 
But I just end up cutting my wrist 
No I don't want to exist 
Can't feel the void
With happiness 

Pussy motha fuckas scared to go toe to toe with Skelton 
Shit I wouldnt too because I'm an evil mane 
Hallow tips shootin at ya team shootin at yo brain 
I told ya we differ no pussy we ain't the same 

Best believe when I die I'll resurrect from the dead 
No you cannot lay skeleton mane to rest 
Cause this lead gon shoot you in yo chest 
But I'd rather shoot ya with the slugs instead 

Let this ar15 spray and let them all drop dead 
Get buck, get fucked I just kill all yo friends 
Dirty slut, dirty bitch I am the real man
How many kills will it take until you pussyboys understand 
No I won't feel sorry pussy boy no I won't make amends 

Get bucked all you pussyboys suck 
Get fucked all you pussyboys suck

BUCKED PROD. EVILMY$TIC

Chetta - Claymore [Chopped & Screwed] By SUS PhiXioN

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Chetta - Claymore [Chopped & Screwed] PhiXioN

FIRST SINGLE OFF MY UPCOMING TAPE NEXT YEAR!

PRODUCED BY ADAWG DA PIMPSTA

& DECEMBER 25TH, DROPPING A 3 TRACK EP! STAY ON THE MF LOOK OUT!

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- LYRICS -

Gimmie gimmie gimmie gimmie all the fucking gwala
Sippin on that cranberry mix it up with vodka
When we kill a show is when these bitches wanna holla
But I don’t talk to none cause all I need is marijuana
Gotta take another flight then I head to Arizona
Where the weed put me to sleep now I’m in a kush coma
Got me feeling so high now I’m pouring up that soda
And the shit we spit is sick, causing you to get pneumonia
Fucking with my clique, you trick, make you freeze like South Dakota 
Got yo bitch all on her knees bowing down like I’m jehovah
Spazzing on these beats bitch hitting hard like supernovas
Always chillin with some killas smoking sippin on coronas
And if you don’t know by now it’s the madhouse taking over
Adawg on the fucking beat and we never staying sober 
And if you don’t know by now it’s the madhouse taking over
Adawg on the fucking beat and we never staying sober hoe

TAKIN’ OVER (PROD. ADAWG DA PIMPSTA)

@hershemusic
THAT GIRL IS HIT MAKER 🥵😮‍💨

Chetta - Claymore [Chopped & Screwed] PhiXioN

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