Roll one put it up in the air like
Dart fast spark gas at the red light
All black fit & a all black whip
Dent grill mufuckas in the headlights
Roll one put it up in the air like
Dart fast spark gas at the red light
All black fit & a all black whip
Dent grill mufuckas in the headlights

Been a couple years since I last gave a fuck
& I blackened my lungs from the blunts
That I pack & I puff
Thought I made it out but I'm back in the rough
& I'm back for some blood like I'm Dracula bruh
You don't really wanna see what happen to ya
When I'm madder than fuck
Don't be dappin me up
Ever since a youngin on the back of the bus
Trippin acid at lunch I been planning destruction  
Comin' at you wit the fam like it's nothin'
I don't really got a plan I just rush in
I don't really give a damn bout nothin'
Fuck it I just wanna end this sufferin'
Bustin' down the fucking door & get the fuck in
Slumpin' any mufucka tryna jump in
Thumpin' bass up in that muthafuckin trunk bitch
I just wanna make a mothafucka wanna punch shit
Dirtbag wit the cleanest flows
I'm mean to hoes
Your lips you should keep 'em closed
Agree & go befo' I delete your soul
My mothafuckin business 
Somethin' you don't need to know 
im boutta
Pull up with some weed to roll
I feed my bros befo' I can eat my own
Unreachable my phone 
It ain't even on
But yet these muthafuckas never leave me alone
im boutta

Roll one put it up in the air like
Dart fast spark gas at the red light
All black fit & a all black whip
Dent grill mufuckas in the headlights
Roll one put it up in the air like
Dart fast spark gas at the red light
All black fit & a all black whip
Dent grill mufuckas in the headlights

DART FAST//SPARK GAS (Prod. ZXRO) [2020 THROWAWAY]

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Cripple

I been pullin all the dollars since i was a plug
Fresh 16 burnin down a bag by the midweek
Crunch time festivities 
Meant choppin up a molly for the kids
I’m breakin bread, I’m like a king
Don’t make me force feed all you dumb thieves
With my flair get your own thing
Biters like a zombie with your bones stickin out
Showin what is weak havin doubt never standing out

Crucify 
Hang em out to dry with their hands tied
Wouldn’t wanna die with a sad cry
Wouldn’t wanna die with my hands dry
Hate me cuz I love the money 
Funny that the figures hittin high notes 
We ain’t even try though I know
Rollin round the town with a 3OD tote bag 
With the Crows Dotti tell em how it goes

Crow with Three or die
I almost did from three ODs
Every rapper that ask advice I tell em three important things
Bigger numbers ain't gon' fix you
Trust the corvids in your dreams, and your homies ain't your homies less they prove it on the weekly
Shotgun up out the closet grip the grip like it's the Yamata
Dropping the expectation, ain't the shit you thought you wanted huh?
Chronic habits
Talking about the Soju I'mma vomit up
Chase the shot with Roku
Hoping its better when I cough it up
Boo tomato tomato
They call me rude
Ain't No use
Brd the same mother fucka' that cooked your goose
Shorter fuse
Man you smooth brained
Thoughts could use some food
I fuckin' hate people, so why would I fuck with you?
World got a pistol at my feet 
It shoot the ground and yell dance,
I wanna go to fashion week but I'm too tired for France
I hold a hand out then pull it back like a government grant
Fell out the sky so fuckin hard my ankle broke on a branch
I been in line too long
I wanna beat a man with a stanchion goldfish span
Bitch you can't hold my attention
Keep the money in the wall like the bald Bryan Cranston
Not my fault you still appalled by shit you don't understand
I'll double the cash
Like I cloned Johnny
Mask got a hold on me
Lapped em
I can see it on the dash
I'm Dali
You're bold and brash
Running they lips like a mustache
Don't care to answer
Why'd you ask?
All this shit get taxing
Damn l'Il grab me the flask un

Twisting up the finger with my kinfolk
Pop another soul 
Reaper coming out the cove 
Warning warning warning 
187 with that death flow 
Salivating at the crows talons 
Soaring to the next door
Just a few options are left on the table 
The days are a mix of depression 
Unstable 
I press on for reasons unknown it’s no wonder 
I sit in this slumber somehow 
Still delivering all the fevers 
Tremor hard in the back with a broken heart 
Rip my soul tag 
Stash it in the fucking bag 
Just a rebel to the drowned out 
Hollowed out words of a world 
Decayed on a level that I’m 
Never with that mutha' fuckin' devil 
Bringing out the evil 
Whether heaven has a seat avail
I’m willing to sit back inhale
Living is a curse 
Last time was the worst time 
Rippers of the west side 
We Three Or Die

I been living off the flesh of the beast
For some time
I’m a crow 
Plucking out the eyes
Every time I die there’s a reason
Heathen season has arrived
So tonight I’m alive
Blasting every mother fucker who denies
3OD
187
We will never compromise
Crippling the foes
Time for you to die
Fall asleep in the dirt
Now your kin left behind 
Cold skin
Closed eyes 
Not a soul will be surprised
Brain dead on my head
Got led in my weapon
The crows come to feast
While the fake still pretending
It’s still BLANXX
Still fuckin' picky
Stuck with the crows
Now your death will come quickly

Cripple Feat. Blckbrd

"UNTIL THE BONES IN MY FIST HURT" - SANTOS SANTANA X SECT UNIT X FACELESS 1-7

MOBBS RADICAL x THE FALLEN KING x NOTIONS x MVKO- FXCK Y0U(PROD. ALYCE)

Cardeairè Jack x Saliva Grey - Web (prod. Aragoth)

If we got beef then I probably started it ‼️ #187 #HauntedHouse #Salivagrey #99zed #g59 #westcoast

Deja Vu w Saliva Grey,99zed, & Chipbagov

[intro]
no pain だろお前じゃ無理
担ってるから俺do it
口だけ所詮は趣味
迷い引いたペン一気に吸引
はなから気合いがちげえし俺なら選択一本線
見上げる先の先の先一気にmakinお前の常識全部breakin yeah
[hook]
頬張ってる欲深く 代償なら身体breakin
全てをgetするため光る牙 躊躇に一切ないぞbrake
他のやつは置いてってる雑魚に合わせる義理はなし
完璧にこなす計画努力は惜しまないから後から付いてくる実績
こなす無駄な努力いつ報われる不明瞭
与えられたもんは酷い孤独あとは不名誉
俺の方が何倍も上手えよそれを上に見てきた
全部見返す妬み嫉み詰める薬莢発砲 dearing like 
[verse]
約何年経った この環境に違和感が走った
口が達者な腰抜けで飽和している世の中
には同情の欠片もなしそんなんぶっ壊して次に進むだけ
fake real語る上で足元見てねえやつが多すぎ
カスがsmoke weed 本当もういい 成りたがりならkill that shit
利害一致だと思ってる馬鹿お前の声は届かねえ
満場一致で村八分だよお前は誰も求めてねえ
この歌詞見て動揺したやつ全員対象fuck that shit
[hook]

lonely night

@hell_usa
Engineered/Mixed/Mastered by @tumaggz

JMattson:
Backwood gutz on the island in the kitchen you about to blow my high so mothafucka quit your bitchin 

Back on up bitch I’m violent in the pit and I don’t really give a shit I swing at anything in vision imma get em 

Gotta stay persistent listen you are not in no type of position 
to tell me to gentrify the lyrics that I’m spitting I don’t need opinions I don’t need to fit in

I just a need a mothafuckin spliff

Big dope why you smoke mid?

You know I’m a fiend the green like a crackhead tryna find a mofucking fix suck a mofuckin dick if you hate me don’t mistake me for them other motherfuckers in this lame scene @goth_yung ass @animepapi motherfuckers hitting up these bitches knowing that they under 18

You fucked up 

Double h m walk in and get it lit we bring the ruckus 

All of my brothas with the fuckin shit no one can touch us 

Puffin extendo blunts don’t give no fucks I got my bucks up 


Witchouse 40k:

Lemme pull up on yo block, for da damn fade tho

I might pull up to yo block, wita damn drako 

40 diamonds on my neck, Now I got the pesos

Grippin on the bayonet, till the fuckin blade gone

Shorty suckin suckin on my cock like a damn vape

If he talkin down on me, kill em off like django 

When these rappers fall asleep, then Imma take they chain

I’m a turn another function to fuckin face off

I might pullup wita blade strap

I might pull up w the chains, and my nails black

Got me smellin loud from da ounce in my backpack, double ziplocd, but the 12 on my mindset

And my mindset, I don’t wanna talk about it

Motherfuckers all up on my dick, I keep a glock around it

Holding all my pain up in my coffin, wita lock around it

Find me all alone I got a body with some chalk around it

Leave yo gang up, hanged up, from a tree trunk

Got em blades tucked, face cuts, stinging from da rust

Never change up, bitch I’m from the mother fukin dust

Got my pay up, now I never struggle for the bucks

Backwood Gutz Ft. Witchouse 40k (Prod. yung star rod)

semtex w/ saliva grey

Wired (feat. TWENTYTHREE)

ENGINEERED/MIXED/MASTERED BY @33MARROW
PRODUCED BY @therealzxro

Motherfuckers didn’t wanna listen before
and I’m on a whole 'nother level way more pissed than before
and I used to rage and put my motherfucking fist through the door
now it’s way beyond that I don’t even wanna live anymore
Like Fuck this
I don’t wanna put up with the bullshit
don’t want put up witcha fuck shit what bitch
Scrapin Backwood gutz while I watch the mothafuckin blood drip
Everything I do wrong move I just can’t win
Like what the fuck happened
Used to be the mufuckin man now I’m manic
All these mufuckas cappin
Anxiety make a mufucka panic
Ion wanna be a has been
You don’t really wanna fuck around wit JMattson
Young hellhound bandit
Whoah
I don’t really fuck wit anybody
only got like 9 contacts inside my phone
Better off alone
People claiming that they got my back
but if they had the chance they’d try to split my dome
You don’t wanna know
What I think about whenever I am out in public
with these mothafuckin clones
I been on a slope
Feeling worse and worse like everyday
and it’s been hard to find some mothafuckin hope
Tie the fuckin rope
It’s my time and I got the fuckin 9 out
I don’t wanna die I just really find out
If the grass is really greener on the other side now
I don’t got the balls so I get high and fuckin lie down
It’s my time and I got the fuckin 9 out
I don’t wanna die I just really find out
If the grass is really greener on the other side now
I don’t got the balls so I get high and fuckin lie down