is this the same guy that sang HISADFRIENDD???

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Lyrics:

Creep up out the gate I got that duffel bag packed 

Throw it in the trunk get in the whip and never turn back 

Black black black trench coat 
No longer hangin on the rack 

Middle finger to the man 
Misanthropic they call me that 

As I drive on down the road my hands be shakin with adrenaline 

I see some faces that I hate and I can’t wait to bury them 

It runs deep 
So deep 
Check the evidence 

Aint nobody fuck with me so imma make it clear to them 

Park the whip 
As I get up out the bitch 

I see a homie lightin up a cig and walkin to me kinda quick 
He ask me why I miss philosophy scoffing 
I tell the obvious 
that it don’t even matter 
And he gotta dip 

I see his face change feeling a little bit strange 
But he don’t question so I’m guessing 
He will be stayin unscathed 

There be the double doors and nothin that stands in my way 

So I walk on through em to the cafeteria to place my thangs 

Time ticks by as I’m waiting for the fireworks 
Excited and I’m frightened as a kid begin to think the worst 

Got my backup plan layin in the backseat 
And imma wait just one more minute till I gotta rethink 

I take my girl and walk up in the building let it fuckin blast 

Screams of terror ringing through the halls 
As everybody pass 

When I get up in the cafeteria I shoot the bags 

But ain’t a mothafuckin thang really goin to plan 

So I 
Gallop up the stairs and and I walk up in the fuckin library 
I hear the whispers and the sobbing sing harmoniously 
Suffer suffer as I squeeze that thang indiscriminately underneath all the tables I see the black rivers they leak 
On the carpet 
As the alarm just keep on blaring 
I start to lose my self as my adrenaline is wearin 
And all things I’ve done begin to really fuckin scare me 
I put the gauge up to my head and

Cigarettes & Philosophy (Prod. ISVVC)

Папин Олимпос – Динозаврики

target!

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SADFRIENDD - target! (prod.ikvri)

Jadeci - DEATHKNIGHT

Mix updated as of 12/22/2023

Posting this on soundcloud to test it out, what do you guys think?

This is the first song Ive recorded since getting out of the hospital - im finally recovered enough to rap again. Hope you guys enjoy it!

Lyrics:
Callous
I'm making malice
Call me malak 
Burning your planet from the other saturn 
Fallac-cy
Im smoking dat dallas cheese 
Tripping on hannibal lectar shit  eating her between the kneeze
Jester guest here, I'm arriving from the seven seas
Poseidon even he's on my dick control the creatures with the ease-pen
Got like three ends, counting up the plead hens 
They are begging for the end of me, i got the mean lens 
I can see all of the people burning from end of the world it's evil 
So I met a sheeple, took em to the deep end, let em see the reapah, stab em with the cheap end 
I think I bled on the bible - Water is red I dive in, lookin like Im near the nigh-end
im just survivin... open my eyelids, - scriptz

Ima curve a bullet serve a dish- blow his brains out from afar I got akimbo kiss
2 UZIs, blood jacoozi, drippin ooozie I got like 80 clips, my eyes sag lower than davies locker where I store the bits

7SEAS (prod. LeLxx)

WTF!

prod vince.m10
Mix & Mastered by @aragoth.die
Cover: https://www.instagram.com/gekxta/

LYRICS:
I’m sipping on wok 
While you sip on robatussin 
Imma kill a mutha fucka
& there’s no discussion 
imma leave his bloody body
looking so disgusting 
I been doing this so long 
That it really ain’t nothing 

B-B-Break inside yo home 
And you know that I’m clutching 
We can get it brackin
And that choppa starts bussin’
Had to put my phone on don’t disturb 
it keeps buzzing 
gotta be a custy 
Maybe it’s yo bitch or something 

you don’t fucking know me 
So stop making yo assumptions 
catch you at the show 
And I’m dumping with a hunnid 
All these chopper’s on me 
Got that pussy boy running 
Put a hole Inside his body 
size of a Funyun

Tuck it 
Up it 
Fuck it 
Bust it x8

Choppa Alabama 
The way its fucking yo cousin
Got long guns like a musket 
Blowing shit like a trumpet
Bitch I’m tired of yo fussing 
F-F-Fuck these stupid hoes
All that shit Im never trusting 
Leave everybody dead 
like “no Russian”

Beat his brains in like concussion 
Man I’m always up to something 
Brand new grills I’m looking stunning 
Sit and wait for prey like hunting 
Kick his head in like I’m punting 
Breaking limbs I love the crunching 
Imma break em til they’re crumbling 
Load up slugs & then I’m pumping 
Bust his head apart like pumpkins 
Talking hot then imma slump him 
Turn my music up I’m bumpin
Speak up pussy stop the mumbling 
get the bag that you keep fumbling 
I’m still hungry for this shit 
so my stomach keeps on rumbling 

Tuck it 
Up it 
Fuck it 
Bust it x8

I’m sipping on wok 
While you sip on robatussin 
Imma kill a mutha fucka
& there’s no discussion 
imma leave his bloody body
looking so disgusting 
I been doing this so long 
That it really ain’t nothing x2

TUCK IT, UP IT

old song followed up w new vocals.
Lyrics:
(old) I need to give her some clarity, you look at the moon will you marry me?
i love it when she be staring me inside of the soul, i know that its heavenly. i love to go stare at the stars. at night i will give you my heart, its all inside of a jar. eat it i swear we’ll go far. 

(new vocals) hey i know you been real hurt,
feel like my last name is mu-fucking vert.
niggas keep talking get out onna (shh)
had my fucking face in the dirt.
chain on my neck where my crucifix burned.
poisoned my tongue as i watch this slut burn. 
blood moon when i’m taking her Urn. 
talking shit when will you dumb niggas learn.
eternally cursed, creep in the night. wit my fangs they itching to bite.
shadow my veins , the blood don’t see light.

(ending) you’re from a planet far away,
please don’t leave i need you to stay.
broke my heart into a crest
feel my heart beat inside of death
feel my heart beat from my chest x3
r u really listening to this des?
(noisy) you said you’d be here you said you believed in me nam, (click off)

DEAD // PRINCESS

Better Off Dead (prod. nocturne)

Original: https://soundcloud.com/parkinson_white/childish-gambino-3005-parkinson-white-flip-1

3 0 0 5

New Order - True Faith

IGOTBANNEDFROMHEAVEN

Imma take a mothafucka to the grave mane 
Slain 
Lay in vain 
See what happens when a mothafucka play 
Lame games 
Cellophane 
And a blade to the brain 
And Another fuckin' day and imma boutta' go insane 

I’m stuck up in my mind and I’m locked in a far away place 

 I’m Waiting for an angel to retract these Motha fuckin' chains

I be Stuck within walls that reflect all the evil shit that I commit 
Mirror mirror on the wall please watch me 
sacrifice a bitch 
And the shit I spit is blasphemous I really must admit 

But I don’t give a fuck so you really outta luck 
So take that up with another young buck 

I spray like a mothafuckin' AK four to the seven 
Mac eleven Imma 
Send another fucker to heaven 
Are they really even gonna let him
Send him back 
Cos they see that his soul has been standing within my presence

they be puttin' up a mothafuckin' image of my  face and labelling it red so I can never enter in the gates 

Death mane mothafucka 
Come from the grave 
I’m Takin a blade up out the thang 
And erasing ya name 
You think you know me pussy boy
What you know ain’t the case
I’m a psychopathic mothafucka straight out the gate 

So there’s blood up on the walls and you missin' a tooth 

 Yo carcass layin' on the floor guess you know what I do 

I Take a mothafucka's soul when I spit in the booth 

You see a demon can be seen as standing up for the youth 

Takin up a pass time makin' it they last time 
Pussy mothafucka's every one of you is past prime 

Gripping to life like a mortal and cry 
the tears start to burn now the acid is dry  

 I pull up to yo place with intentions surely cruel

Got a mask up on my face and that shit is nightmare fuel 

Bitch I’m
Makin' my way through these alternate plains searchin' for a humane way to cease all the pain 
Cos I'm just so
Sick 
Of the way shit is
Imma take away the pain so that we can live

Fuck the government eaters runnin' this shit 
I’ll Kill the man and burn the world so we can get away from the whip

Death mane mothafucka 
Come from the grave 
Takin a blade up out the thang 
And erasing ya name 
You think you know me pussy boy
What you know ain’t the case
I’m a psychopathic mothafucka straight out the gate

I GOT BANNED FROM HEAVEN (Prod. SXMPRA)

1984 (FEAT. OH GASM! X SCRIPTZ)

Featuring: @scriptzrap
Stream on Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/track/4jmKm6p0xCEioeFO8V88k1?si=8402a25ef37c4e21
Lyrics:
Joker from the cut Dive now I'm fish without the flop 
Might as well call me the shark I am sniffing up all the blood 
From a distance -- we got persistence and the luck 
Got the cemetery strut - boney boy with fiddy sluts 
Hunnid gram blunt in the fuckin tauntaun 
Feel so warm in her now I'm gonna have some fun-fun
Now I'll try to warn of her cause she bit up my gun-gun
Made me broke when I tried to make her a devil nun-nun
Bitch at masses I'm the anti-pope I'm one-one
Startin a new thang with the army that I got way dun-dun
Tearing down the pulpit like a coolkid, sun-sun 
Glasses on, workin ton, hassle run to twerkin bum, I'm grabbing it up I'm lookin for the passcode becoming straight 
Asshole Now I feel better cause the bitties are chasing on my ass woah
Looking right at secretary and her tatts shown
Like a work of art she treats herself and I know that's dope
Scriptz

SADFRIENDD - target! (prod.ikvri)

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