@ixfalls x @wreck111
LYRICS:
[IXFALL$]
Planting dirt on top of gravel
Your body is left to rot beneath
The soil while I unravel the strap
Right down by my hip
It ain’t a toy
No fucking around
You either let it go
Or take it to your skull
Better Pray to god
You wake up on your bed
Or death will

Pull you by the ankle
Down to hell
You better make a run
Beginning to feel the pressure
Ain’t no gesture
When I’m having fun
Collision in your path
No stepping back
Unless you wanna fall
A hundred miles an hour
Down to the bottom
Time to reinstall

No drive in my will
So sell the key
We getting big bucks
Fucked up in the head
No recollection
Of the same shmuck
Ducking like I’m Donald
Play the trumpet
At your grave
Buried 6 feet
Right under the ground
Never ending pain

The voice won’t let it go
Let it go yeah [X4]

[VESSEL]
Touch my fucking shit
I'll split your motherfucking jaw
you know you're not fooling shit
bitch i remember what i saw
you're a demon in disguise
see the weakness in your eyes
i'll make sure that you die
while you see that it's mine ay 
the voice won't let it go [x4]

Touch my fucking shit
I'll split your motherfucking jaw
you know you're not fooling shit
bitch i remember what i saw
you're a demon in disguise
see the weakness in your eyes
i'll make sure that you die
while you see that it's mine ay 
the voice won't let it go [x4]

LET IT GO (feat. IX FALL$) [Prod. VESSEL]

Run laps bitch
Bout to relapse quick
You got weak wraps bitch
I don't need that shit
Run laps bitch
Bout to relapse quick
You got weak wraps bitch
I don't need that shit ay
Run laps bitch
Bout to relapse quick
You got weak wraps bitch
I don't need that shit ay

Resolution make a stack of golden bars straight back to back
Put my name up on a plaque before I pass away face facts
See a nuisance in my path I guess it's time to burn the trash
Motherfuckers see my ass and wondering if I'm sane or mad
No I am not crazy I just want to break my neck in half
No I am not crazy I just like to scream and do the math
And I'm never faking because most of y'all can't handle that
If you wonder what I'm doing I am locked up in the lab
Used to think life was a drag
Puffing smoke until I crashed
Ghost in the shell how I act
In the matrix off a tab
Glass half full
I got two great rules
Never trust a lame
And ya better do you

Run laps bitch
Bout to relapse quick
You got weak wraps bitch
I don't need that shit
Run laps bitch
Bout to relapse quick
You got weak wraps bitch
I don't need that shit
Run laps bitch
Bout to relapse quick
You got weak wraps bitch
I don't need that shit
Run laps bitch
Bout to relapse quick
You got weak wraps bitch
I don't need that shit
Run laps bitch
Bout to relapse quick
You got weak wraps bitch
I don't need that shit
Run laps bitch
Bout to relapse quick
You got weak wraps bitch
I don't need that shit

Run laps bitch
Bout to relapse quick
You got weak wraps bitch
I don't need that shit
Run laps bitch
Bout to relapse quick
You got weak wraps bitch
I don't need that shit

Kent Osborne - RUN LAPS

stream: https://open.spotify.com/track/76ovrff2L86X5QoFhyeW5y?si=2221b37cb0324895

Lyrics:
White girl, no bra, medicated, adderall
Came in, popped off, medicated, zoloft
Watch the snowfall, from her pockets on and on
Clout demons, sing-along, cause I know this what you on

Addicted to pain pills and prescriptions
Wait
I'm addicted to that green green
It smells delicious
Wait
I heard that is good for my needs
I got precision
Wait
I see your stuck
What the fuck
You ain't getting wait
It's a, it's a
Crutch, crutch
No free, no free
Lunch, lunch
Drinking, drinking
Rum, rum
I got heavy
Punch, punch
What the fuck you want, want
Talking down but stuck up
Hop in the pit and get stomped
If you got a problem
Mental health fading away
On a permanent vacay
Working on making it stay
Cutting off all the dead weight
Mental health fading away
On a permanent vacay
Working on making it stay
Cutting off all the dead weight

White girl, no bra, medicated, adderall
Came in, popped off, medicated, zoloft
Watch the snowfall, from her pockets on and on
Clout demons, sing-along, cause I know this what you on

What the fuck you want?
Cut it up and then it's gone
I leave all my problems below me and watch them sing along
I don't need the help, still hearing it calling on and on
Aiming for the brain and I'm watching it falling, one and done
Take it out your hands if I need it like I deserve this
Ain't shit changed, I'm burning up all these hearses
You want attention you got it I guess you earned it
I don't want shit from anybody so curve it

White girl, no bra, medicated, adderall
Came in, popped off, medicated, zoloft
Watch the snowfall, from her pockets on and on
Clout demons, sing-along, cause I know this what you on
White girl, no bra, medicated, adderall
Came in, popped off, medicated, zoloft
Watch the snowfall, from her pockets on and on
Clout demons, sing-along, cause I know this what you on

Clout Demons (feat. TWENTYTHREE)

SEARCH&DESTROY! (+FT. MVRTYR+)

INVADEHISFAVELA! W/REZREKT (prod ghosta)

NiGHTMvRE [NIKKO x AMAC] {prod. Fony Wallace]

Genesis 4:8 (prod. wxrst)

(prod. delixe and random youtube nigga)
Lyrics: 
im stickin your hands all up in the frier 
ill smack you with pans ill light you on fire
that bitch is my manager he is a liar 
i dont give fuck he say
paying me minimum wage
to deal with karens all day
saying that they want no salt on they fries 
ill piss in that shit and then send your way

im up in the back and im smoking on crack cuz im bored
im stickin my dick in in ur shake cuz its sore
he askin for discounts cuz hes in the corps
ill double shit up and charge him for more

yeah we riding thru the city with a mac you fucking whore 
why these shities and these fags shoppin up at my store
i couldnt give a shit what you go say to corporate 
bitch you  record in portrait
 
i fucking hate my job and the customers
managers is a bitch and a fucking nerd
in yo fish sandwich is my fucking turd
threw that shit on the floor right on curb

havent you heard
that i am the word
i mix it with sherm
yeah you joinin the herd
fighting a bitch 
sippin some tec
yeah  my words they be slurred

homeless spawn point yeah for some reason
they get 5 dollars and they fucking spawn right in  
wheres the travvy pattie? where is my din din?
i dont know bitch maybe check the bin  

i walk up in the function
i can barely function 
all these customers tards they must have some malfunction
they dont know how to read
all they do is feed
staring at the menu saying uhhhhh like a feind
they dont know how to read
all they do is feed
staring at the menu saying uhhhhh like a feind

where we at? 
where we going 
i dont know but at least we got the dough in
theres a rat in the back throw in   
i dont know bout that had to go in