Exclusive song for this edit: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zteJmWxnfc8

Artist: https://soundcloud.com/soskidx

Producer: https://soundcloud.com/killblood-official

Lyrics:

drank, smoke
pain shows
if you aint with the gang, you can go, go
finna aim at his brain, if you dont wanna blow then
say so
lay low
skip a break stay awake, like a ghost, ghost
get erased like a paper, i blow then im folding

hate... goes to the ones
movin fake, you would take my hoe when im done
but we aint gonna break up, on my soul she the one
she look great with no make up, shawty glow in the sun
i break... bones for the fun
hallucinate you could change i'm sold on this one
but your brain only takes a certain load then its done
now its baked, if you take excessive doses of em

im independent,
miss the kitty cuz its been a minute
get up in it,
my lil biddy love it when i hit it

we're descendants of
ancient cities, and the men thats in em
dont you get it uh
aint it shitty, can he make decisions?

cant, because he stuck
in a body that he didnt pick
and brain he doesn't want
its a problem that he dealin with
he may be influenced
by somebody also hearing shit
but it aint even

KIDx - SAY SO (PROD. KILLBLOOD) [SIXTYSXN EXCLUSIVE]

Lyrics:
(NIKKO)
No premeditation this shit automatic
Pull up and shoot break damage
I'm in your hood like a motherfucking jacket
Killing these boys off so much its a habit
Stretching this bitch out the pussy elastic
I fuck her so hard
Blow the springs out the mattress
Making a living off wreaking this havoc
Shit's in my genes like the blood in my fabric

I'm going so hard that you niggas look flaccid
My mind on attack like I need to snap out of it
Dead in the streets all the kids fucking addicts
So fuck all the schools and the rules and establishment
Turning the youth into fools into manikins
Fuck all the laws I'm so sick of the traffic
So death to the pigs who enforcing the madness
I'm balling my fists up and letting them have it
(Ayce)
Pull up to the burbs we smoking on earth
Niggas want smoke so I tell them swing first
I'm making moves with my mind like Eleven
You niggas ain't woke got no Steez 47
Pull up with the axe in my hand we gon dead them
Pull up to the wake like bro we tried to tell them
Hell I'm a demon you angels is jealous
My belt got the bezels on it I'm a menace like Dennis
I'm kicking bitches like its Tekken don't sweat it
I might just carry you to heaven
A blessing I'm blessing bitches I'm the best
Take you to 2016 don't test
There is a lot you niggas do not get like guap
Lil bro I'm staying on top
Ha-ha I'm sick as fuck
Might give you that Ayce fever test your luck
Might swing the blade hit your left nut
Have a good day
Yo really I'm sick as fuck on god
Like nigga I'm sick as shit slick as shit
Fuck around and dick your bitch
Expensive bitch
(NIKKO)
You gon die son
I got red beams on me no lights on at your door
Kicked out like a bike stand
Bitch my block spin yours like a Dyson
Okay your bitch looking famished
Staring at my cock like a slop troth
So I put the pussy in a bandage
Money in the baggage
Half these niggas tweaking off a crack rock thinking I won't shoot them like a candid
No Metroid I need a beam and a mask in a jet with the pack
Baby I'm on your ass like a hemorrhoid
Weak in they bones why they crack
All these niggas is ass
Put the game on my back off a steroid
Promise my mind on attack
If you wanna stay in tact do not play with me its gon be death for you

No premeditation this shit automatic
Pull up and shoot break damage
I'm in your hood like a motherfucking jacket
Killing these boys off so much its a habit
Stretching this bitch out the pussy elastic
I fuck her so hard
Blow the springs out the mattress
Making a living off wreaking this havoc
Shit's in my genes like the blood in my fabric

DAMAGE

DAMAGE ft. Ayce Comet

prod. prod.oliimpus + starboyrob

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"LOCATION" FT. SWERZIE

prod whitecxffin

[lxxiv]
it’s about time that I come back and fuck it up/ 
16 to the throat isn’t good enough, air out the clip till the trigger get stuck/
think he the shit but I know that he never was/
confirming my kills aint a witness standing/
all yall my kids like im nick cannon/
wild out wit a tool like a mechanic 
we gon drill shit cause a mass panic/
crosses burning like im satanic/
try to hand but you cant manage, ive been causing damage for the fuck of it, me and my homies send you where your brother went/

so tragic, forgot his face its a closed casket/
fuck the wake, shit get real graphic/
at the vigil dont get caught lacking/
then its back the stu producing and rappin, feel like the underground bo jackson/
abusing beats and always snapping, when they hear this shit i know that they gasping yuh/

STREAM

UNDERGROUND BO JACKSON FT. TR3 & KASHIMOTU [PROD. WHITECXFFIN]

prod drugslutt


I just put 2 in my cup now I’m dizzy/ 
gotta get too lit before we get busy/
Glock in my hand I might bust if it’s tempting/
temperate rise when you step in this morning kitchen/
all of the friction gon heat up a mission/
he sending threats but we know that’s it’s fiction/
blick too real, come feel out they hitting/
cooling kit so nothing ever jam hoe/
30 clip, feel like fuckin rambo/
camo on my body you ain’t seeing nothing/
swallow hollows promptly, got his lungs shutting/
yall cannot try me, got shootas bussin/
red and blue lights I got piggies coming/
ready for a fight na I ain’t running/
catcha fade like it’s pokemon or sumn/
ashin my joint on my jeans, I’m too holy/
tried to cross me but I’m gonna go resurrect/
it’s a bad time if our paths intersect/
call the coroner they gotta disinfect/
I got blood on my kicks like I’m bangin red/
bloody footprint I tracked thru the crib/
on the run they can’t find me, I’m him/
did the race like I’m tay k aw shit /

i roam the halls with the heat, out/
I send a shot atcha team, now/
then go and pour me some lean, wow/
I’m spendin hunnids on pints/
I’m spendin hunnids on dope, is it real? its a roll of the dice/
got me up until the sun is bright/
killed ya homie on a summer night/
fuck around and take my own advice/
cut you off cause you crazy bitch/
clout chasing little hoe, I got a ar and I’m good at range wit it/
got a red dot up on the scope/ 
I gotcha head In the reticle, it’s getting split/
head taps only, my name John wick/
2 days later ya face on a fit/
whole block getting spent/
ya we too militant, I spent 2 tours in ya town/
think I’m a veteran now/
smoke is my favorite, prefer it by pounds/
roll up an ounce j/
then I pass out the K like I’m Kanye/
know my shoota got aim he not time wasting, then he dip out the way like he speed racing lil bitchhhhhhhh

HOLY [PROD. DRUGSLUTT]

prod ??

too sick with it/ 
I ain’t satisfied till every noose has a muhfuckin neck in it/
don’t know how to feel, after popping these pills , lx aint even real, always stay hidden/
checked out from the drugs in my mind what I do this time, I don’t know?
blinds close quick when I go roam/
hold that stick my waist all chrome/
blacked out whips slide by yo home/
solar eclipse when the fye hits your dome/
go off the grid cause I’m tracking yo phone or forever be scarred i wont do it alone/

Tommy guns make em run like Capone/
mafia shit my crew full of unknowns/
in the dirt I left a pile of bones/
on the trees I left some blood for the crows/

fantasize about the murder tactics/
hit squad got em doing backflips/
put that muhfucka in a casket/
keep the strap safe in the mattress/
fuck 12 we get real active/
in the bank take em all captive/
hoodied up they aint know what happend/
ghosts came through and caused havok bitch/

TOO SICK

BACK THE FUCK UP [PROD. EZRAH & NIGHTRDD]

silhouettes evading my vision I know they lurking close/
blackened halls, will have you wishing we had some light that would glow/
sweat drip down from my victim, he scared I got the pole/
doesn’t even know what’ll hit him, he never getting old/

fuck if I’m so evil, my brain has been on some different shit/
one day im chill, but the next im feeling belligerent/
came to play with tools, these guns sounds magnificent/
all my ops fools, got shot up like they was 50 cent/

everyone deceased, his 9 lives got used up/
no one else to please, he died tryina do sumn/
bitch come pay the fees, this 45 go thru ya /
make the heat increase, the feds pussy some tuna/

tune into the next one/
prolly still depressed with some medication and new guns/
if im outta pills I just empty out all my bank funds/
fuck it imma take some/
prolly take another and contemplate all the shit I done/

SILHOUETTES [PROD. NEKOGOD]

prod @isaac-61
mixed/mastered : me hoe


---lyrics---

big racks on me I feel like a bad bitch/
go getcha camera cause im boutta flash em/
if he get talking then we bout to bag em/
get sent to the morgue where the technician tag em/
slide with a glock, save the AR for rainy days/
claim what you not, I got boys sliding to ya place/
he saw some shit, guarantee he ain’t see a face/
just downed a fifth, guarantee I won’t feel the pain/
all of my haters just faces i rearrange, bitch i ain’t basic add flare to my murder/
plaint the walls red, put stain on the curtain/
if there’s too many crosses you can bet imma burn em/
I’ve been dripping so much think my faucet need service/
I got all black attire you can tell when I’m purging/
baby fed up, she said she want the old me/
sorry, that me was a whole different person/
I’m the triple six mastermind/
the motherfucker that is cursed and he’s not divine/
ya fake bitch, make room just move aside/
lx ain’t god he gon rule the gods/
I got too many arrows in my back/
hit me one time and I might fall flat/
yeah I’ll prolly die but just know I’m coming back/
yeah I’m finna die but just know I’m coming back/
coming back for what I’m owed, cause they never wanna show love when you alive/
been a minute since I spoke/
they not gonna listen so might as well just save some time/
still traveling down all these roads/
I can’t believe i made it home without using these signs/
careful wherever you go/
you see the light, close your eyes or you might end up blind/
that’s a flash from the muzzle you know I don’t tussle/
caught you off guard, all ya bros gotta hustle/
came with a play but they left in a huddle/
gotta go figure out a new rebuttal/
cause you not the shit, you not the shit/
im with my dogs and they ain’t gon sit/
Tre got the blick, try not to get hit/
fuck TSA we got too many sticks/
walk em down/
I done lotta shit in talk about/
better be careful don’t fuck around/
fog in the air when I’m in the town/
check that ya children are safe and sound cause no one coming when they get to screaming out/
I’m upping the blick better take a bow/
y’all better wish that i miss these rounds/
or you gon end up in the soul/
testin the oppas friends 1 by 1 just to see who is loyal/
imma turn in the one that I think is gon switch up/
singing in court now the whole plans foiled/
bitch, I’m too good my strap got no recoil I say at the range getting dangerous aim/
one in his stomach left him in a cane, it went and fucked up his back like my nickname bane/
I ain’t going insane cause I’ve been insane, you might be where in from but we are not the same/
tote a gun but you just pumpfakin, you ain’t finna shoot shit cause you scared of the paint/
he can’t even pull up and shoot, rookie ass move/
that bitch he gon die where he lay/
blicky done blew off his shoes, I had him screaming like he was inside of the booth

2025 FREESTYLE [PROD. KXRMX] (LYRICS IN DESC.)

@itzkidkay 

Lyrics:
Im staring at the edge and im thinking i might jump,
I know its not the answer, 
but nobody picks me up
I miss my old friends,
I t can’t accept just what it was ,
Its like One thing to another i jus feel like giving up



Im exausted ,
Im nauseous ,
 Im drinking way too often 
Im twisting, and im turning 
I dont know if i can stop it,
Help me 
Save me,
Hope you can replace me 
Im screaming out for help
As the the reaper try to take me 

Im lost ,

Exhausted, 

No one right here to talk too,

Theyre gone ,

Exhausted,

Guess im to much, i want too

Get lost

Exhausted, 

No one right here to talk too,

Theyre gone ,

Exhausted,

Just leave me if you want too



So much on my mind ,
I need time to just describe it 
I know that im alive ,
But at times i feel dying ,
Why is ,my heart so heavy 
Put it on diet , trying,
Everything i love just leaves me 
Hopeless, know this ,
I gave it all i had in,
In the hopes that you would notice ,
But i know its all in vein 
It left me broken,
And i know its not the same,
Honestly Thats why i wrote this,
The weight up on my shoulders,
Getting heavier and heavier

Exhausted W/ Shweezy [Prod. SHADE08]

lyrics:
(blckk)

blckk didn't send me any lyrics

(flowr)
this feels fake to me
fuck that sus shit run it back and ima count to three
people talk and thats a fact there aint no privacy
try to lie to me
im drinkin my anxiety

oh hes hangin from the ceiling
call that luck
i dont think that ill move on i guess im kinda stuck
ion fuck round wit a bitch whos fakin love she just corrupt
runup on that pussy 
face gon need a reconstruct
sew his fuckin mouth shut cuz that poser wanna talk to much

shut the fuck up and just listen
i think that you are missin
my point and im so suspicious
all my problems i could solve em w glock dont want forgiveness
talk alot shit but he still pull up in a civic
im feelin pessimistic
sadistic
oh im terrific

thank you jack please have a seat so we can finally finish
i dont have time for a witness
i take a line and im vicous
i really hate to say it but your only just another fuckin statistic

Exhausted W/ Shweezy [Prod. SHADE08]

Kid Kay

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