Lyrics:

Catch me riding in that nine eleven
I shift to sixth and tear the road up in the dust I left him
Bitches on the block still talkin' I'm they new obsession
Trust in god but my best friend you know is Smith and Wesson

I shoot in all directions mothafucka

I hit my Masvidal and hit him with that flying knee
I'm the type to move in silence bitch I never speak
If that's yo bitch then why the fuck I got her on her knees
Thought you knew these hoes ain't loyal she just for the streets

Bitch I been here for a minute now I'm steady rising
Wanna tell me that you got my back, I know you lying
And I ain't bowing to no man no bitch I stay defiant
Lost my mind inside the war and I'm still tryna find it

They going to have to kill me if they wanna stop it
Hate my grind and hate my hustle, always quick to knock it
I'm goin' straight up to the top so just sit back and watch it
You just complain 'bout staying stagnant cause yo shit does not hit

You could hate me all you want but yo bitch feelin' me
I don't listen to no man with less success than me
And if I catch him moving funny that bitch dead to me
I turn a rapper to a ghost if he want smoke with me

So why the fuck you talkin'
I hear da money calling
Hunnid K withdraw it
That Gucci drip I walk in

So why the fuck you talkin'
I hear that money calling
Hunnid K withdraw it
That Gucci drip I walk in

Catch me riding in that nine eleven
I shift to sixth and tear the road up in the dust I left him
Bitches on the block still talkin' I'm they new obsession
Trust in god but my best friend you know is Smith and Wesson

I shoot in all directions mothafucka

I hit my Masvidal and hit him with that flying knee
I'm the type to move in silence bitch I never speak
If that's yo bitch then why the fuck I got her on her knees
Thought you knew these hoes ain't loyal she just for the streets

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9INE ELEVEN (prod. Netuh)

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Lyrics:

Bitch I’m sippin’ number 7 till my vision blur
Give a fuck about you pussies make ‘em bite the curb
You ain’t never heard about me bitch you 'bout to learn
‘Cause I be shittin’ on the game just like I’m Amber Heard

Beat my hands up on my chest just like I’m King Kong
Fire breather with the flow ‘cause I’m the phenom
I stay ridin’ with the fire keep the heat on
Came equipped I got the NOS up in the Nissan

One shot, one kill, like I’m Hathcock
I’m feeling manic, might go off only half-cocked
One shot, one kill, like I’m Hathcock
One shot, one shot...One shot, one kill

One shot, one kill
One shot, one kill
One shot, one kill
One shot, one kill

Give a fuck about a bitch hoe, I just need a bag
Know I’m all about my money so I keep it stacked
Lethal with the words I keep a bloody pen and pad
Stonecold will and never sinkin’ like an Ironclad

Never the slightest bit impressed by all the shit they talkin’
Comin’ up never had a lot gotta flip to make a profit
Talkin’ about how we the same but we got different pockets
Bringin’ that duffle up in the bank I’m makin’ big deposits

One shot, one kill, like I’m Hathcock
I’m feeling manic, might go off only half-cocked
One shot, one kill, like I’m Hathcock
One shot, one shot...One shot, one kill

One shot, one kill
One shot, one kill
One shot, one kill
One shot, one kill

Demon time on 85, I’m in that BRZ
Heavy metal in the trunk so do not play with me
End your career, I keep control I press the alt-delete
Empty out recycled garbage stay the fuck from me

Bitch I’m sippin’ number 7 till my vision blur
Give a fuck about you pussies make ‘em bite the curb
You ain’t never heard about me bitch you 'bout to learn
‘Cause I be shittin’ on the game just like I’m Amber Heard

One shot, one kill, like I’m Hathcock
I’m feeling manic, might go off only half-cocked
One shot, one kill, like I’m Hathcock
One shot, one shot...One shot, one kill

One shot, one kill
One shot, one kill
One shot, one kill
One shot, one kill
One shot, one kill

One Shot, One Kill - Single

One Shot, One Kill

OFFICIAL MUSIC VIDEO

Sinizter & Kordhell-ONE SHOT, ONE KILL

produced by Netuh

Lyrics:
Hook:
Keep 'em sleepin’ on me got the beam up on the glock
Bitch I’m at yo door you ‘bout to hear the devil’s knock
Vecna in real life I know you hear that tickin’ tock
Always been A1 no bitch I ain’t no flippin’ floppa

I don’t keep friends cause these mothafuckas Judas
Like a lone wolf how a mothafucka do this
Lethal when I’m pickin’ up the up pen up I’m finessing like a set up and my choppa leave him wet up

Ima be the one they wanna be like yuh
See me Skywalkin’ on the dark side yuh
Man the myth the legend from the south side yuh
I be throwin’ shots up at the bar fight yuh

Verse:
Bitch I got my list I checkin’ names off of my paper
I’m Vader from the Sith they bout to feel bites from my saber
Eyes roll back inside my head I am the Undertaker
Drag ‘em down to hell and tell’em bitch I’ll see you later

Salt up on they wounds just like I’m Art the Clown
Devil down in Georgia bitch I’m in town
Man the myth the legend ima take dat crown
Suppressor on the barrel they don’t hear no sound

Bitch l’m blowin’ money but I make that back
Driven more than most so Ima make that bag
And if I’m throwin’ shots no I don’t take that back
Get up out yo feelings and go make that bag

Hands around your throat but that’s nothin’ new
Put you in that noose it look good on you
Come in with machete’s and I’m leavin’ with some bodies ima wash away blood bitch I don’t leave a clue

Comin’ up I never had a lot, no
Knew I had to make the money, pronto
Never did I wanna be John Doe
Another face up in the crowd but I am not no

What, what, bitch I don’t wanna know ya
What, what, I do this on my own ya
What, what, bitch I don’t wanna know ya
What, what, I do this on my own ya

Hook:
Keep 'em sleepin’ on me got the beam up on the glock
Bitch I’m at yo door you ‘bout to hear the devil’s knock
Vecna in real life I know you hear that tickin’ tock
Always been A1 no bitch I ain’t no flippin’ floppa

I don’t keep friends cause these mothafuckas Judas
Like a lone wolf how a mothafucka do this
Lethal when I’m pickin’ up the up pen up I’m finessing like a set up and my choppa leave him wet up

Ima be the one they wanna be like yuh
See me Skywalkin’ on the dark side yuh
Man the myth the legend from the south side yuh
I be throwin’ shots up at the bar fight yuh

MAN, MYTH, LEGEND

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MAN, MYTH, LEGEND (prod. Netuh)

LORNA SHORE - Pain Remains I, II, III  The Trilogy

Produced by Netuh

Lyrics:
Demon out the depths they betta not fuck with me
Reanimated deadly flesh is the only thing that’s left of me
Knives up in my back and I never trustin’ y’all with me
I’m bringin’ up death with me this time and bitch you ‘bout to see

I stay in my sarcophagus, this is my necropolis
I’m peepin’ right through the oculus, not fuckin’ 'round with the populous I think they might be conscienceless
And I don’t have no time for this, I wish I anonymous, but I’m opposite, I’m Ghostface when it’s dark again

All these bridges that been burned they ‘bout to light the path
I heard you talkin’ from the side just know I got yo ass
You talkin’ hot right from the bench but I know I you keep it warm
And you never bust no gat never been to fuckin’ war-ah!

Yeah, leavin’ mothafuckas with the maggots, automatic I’m attackin’, I ain’t never been too passive with the words and—
I don’t really give a fuck about what you accomplish I been killin’ shit for years lil bitch I know my worth
'Cause I always been around and I’m the Alpha, the Omega, the beginning and the end I’m finna make the world burn
And I'm dumpin’ out the mag into yo back you feel the wrath I lay him flat up on the ground and he get no rebirth—now what?

Poppin’ a couple pills make ‘em like me
Got her sugar daddy mad, he wanna fight me
Soundin’ dead up on a track it don’t excite me
Talkin’ about how you the best but you ain’t like me

Machine gun a flow I’m finna run that
Man, the myth, the legend but you know that
If shawty ass fat, I’m finna hold that
30 round mag I’m finna dump that—what?

Yeah, 30 round dump that—what?
30 round dump that, what?

Demon out the depths they betta not fuck with me
Reanimated deadly flesh is the only thing that’s left of me
Knives up in my back and I never trustin’ y’all with me
I’m bringin’ up death with me this time and bitch you ‘bout to see

I stay in my sarcophagus, this is my necropolis
I’m peepin’ right through the oculus, not fuckin’ 'round with the populous I think they might be conscienceless
And I don’t have no time for this, I wish I anonymous, but I’m opposite, I’m Ghostface when it’s dark again lil' bitch

SARCOPHAGUS (prod. Netuh)

Smoke

Hearts Out

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This is probably my last project until fall, due to the school year ending. I might come back during the summer, but until then, this is my Funeral. Have a good year folks. :D

Funeral

FIRST SINGLE OFF THE KILL YOURSELF PART XX: THE INFINITY SAGA

[VERSE 1: LIL CHOPPA]

stay in the cut on the northside
hollowpoints
trigger fingers on my fucking .45
demons rising the crypt
i snort me a fat line
never gave a fuck
grew up out the mud
then i pop the trunk
grew up with the fucking robbers
always kept the mask on
motherfuckers gonna die if we take the mask off
$UICIDE how i ride bitch
$carecrow the walking shadow
Mozart with no piano
kill when i'm sleepy hollow
that mystic motherfucker that's addicted to prescriptions
xanax for the panic
mental problems you can add in
multi million owned business
you just signed a deal, bruh?
3 years passed
still broke?
and you ain't paid up
dollars i ain't touched yet
burn it for the fuck of it
infamous lunatic
you?
you just suck dick
cut throat with the deathwish
raised where the savage lives
straight out the death pit
to keep alive the triple six

[VERSE II: YUNG MUTT]

Ruby such a Misfit
Hollywood babylon can't resist it
Fuck a cop bitch
I'm ducking all these piglets
7th ward be my motherfucking district
Yeah I still got my motherfucking wrist slit
Bleeding like a pissed bitch
Scheming I'ma hit licks after licking hits of acid in her fucking split lips
Wig split just a fucking tidbit
Dick itch from ingesting pill bits
Blue bill sick of snorting powder
I'ma ditch this hunnid for 5 twentys
TSA keep testing my money
Now ima dip quick
Find me a thick bitch
Tit gripped
Tip gripped
Dick spit in her thick hips
Fuck
Fuck with me bitch I'm a-fucking-ddicted
And I don't really give a fuck what it is
Told you already that Ruby can't resist it
Big clip to my head watch that shit drip

I Wanna Die in New Orleans

FOR THE LAST TIME

Just a silly lil guy. UwU

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All Projects made using Soundtrap (And all solely using the loops given on the free trial because I'm broke and cannot come up with actual music for the life of me). OwO

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