ahhh yes my ear drums are gonna love this 🥰🥰🥰

i played dis shit in my car and almost broke the speakers in my car LMAO IM DEAD

brooo my fuxking sub ls ❤️❤️🙌❤️🙌❤️🙌❤️😆

my speakers broke from this song I fuck with this

Bro you are literally top shit slickest of the fleek hardest bass boom bow ive ever heard in my life

RAREST SHXT.©
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Kill Dyll 2022

𝕃𝕪𝕣𝕚𝕔𝕤

FALL FACE FIRST IN MY FATE DONT CARE
EVERYOTHER FUVKER KNOW THAT
LIFE AIN FAIR
I DONT GIVE A FUCK WHAT YOU THINK 
DONT COMPARE
SO MANY LOOSE SCREWS YOU COULD NEVER REPAIR

CUZ I BEEN ONE OF ONE
RAREST SHXT 
NONE OF YOU BITCHES DISPARAGE IT
ONE OF ONE
RAREST SHXT
NONE OF YOU BITCHES DISPARAGE IT

IVE BEEN LIVIN THE BEST LIFE INSIDE OF MY BRAIN
AND IF ANY MOTHER FUCKER TRY TO TAKE IT AWAY
IMMA LEAVE EM BLOODY, DEAD NEVER LIVIN AGAIN
NEVER SINNIN AGAIN
NEVER BREATHIN
DRY HEAVEN
WHY EVEN TRY SEEIN
WHEN YOU SEEIN YOUR DEATH
WHY PEOPLE FLY PEOPLE
FRY PEOPLE LIKE BREAD
THIS IS THE RECIPE FOR YOUR OWN FATE
PAY CLOSE ATTENTION ILL LEAVE YOU ON BAKE

AIN NO COMPARISON THAT SHIT EMBARASSIN
ONE OF A KIND
LIVE IN YOUR CONCIOUSNESS
LIVE IN YOUR MIND
TAKIN YOUR VISION
AND MAKE YOU GO BLIND
CONTROL YOUR DESICION
THE NEXT SUICIDE
CIDE
CIDE
SUICIDE
CIDE
CIDE
CIDE

FALL FACE FIRST IN MY FATE DONT CARE
EVERYOTHER FUVKER KNOW THAT
LIFE AIN FAIR
I DONT GIVE A FUCK WHAT YOU THINK 
DONT COMPARE
SO MANY LOOSE SCREWS YOU COULD NEVER REPAIR

CUZ I BEEN ONE OF ONE
RAREST SHXT 
NONE OF YOU BITCHES DISPARAGE IT
ONE OF ONE
RAREST SHXT
NONE OF YOU BITCHES DISPARAGE IT

RAREST SHXT. (Prod. Kill Dyll)

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RIP.©
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Kill Dyll 2022

𝕃𝕪𝕣𝕚𝕔𝕤

Independent fucker I've never been so benevolent
These fuckers really struggling for relevance unsettling
Ketamine amphetamine
These fuckers really peddling 
some petty ass drugs
some petty ass thugs
more laced than a converse
I conversate with nobody
I don't complicate no fuddy
No fucks to give
Run it up like a buck or two
Fuck it up take it back a few
know I'm numb don't care for you
So dumb won't die for you

REST IN PISS
REST IN PISS
REST IN PISS
REST IN PISS
REST IN PISS
REST IN PISS
REST IN PISS
REST IN PISS

Sedated
Sleepin on those who always been hatin
dominate this shit its undebated
fake fuckers act like we're so relate
its unequated
I stay sedated

(Jackson Rose)

I am not a one trick pony
Too many voices out my mouth, you do not know me
Some might sound rational; they’re on sabbatical
Today my demons get theatrical

Flipping the script
I’m a victim to sickness
Itching to dump this shit in your playlist

Wanna make everyone ponder why I woulda made this
Spitting the venom, I’m fucking butchering your ears bitch

Ah woah
What did you feel?
The presence within your bedroom is real
Peer into darkness under your mattress
I am your fear
incarnate, I’M NEAR

REST IN PISS
REST IN PISS
REST IN PISS
REST IN PISS
REST IN PISS
REST IN PISS
REST IN PISS
REST IN PISS

RIP.(ft. Jackson Rose)

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BETTER ON A SHXRT.©
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Kill Dyll 2022

𝕃𝕪𝕣𝕚𝕔𝕤

Your face look great
It'd look better on a shirt
bury that face 10ft in the dirt
fuck all the fame Imma leave you with a curse
Imma leave you with a whole let that mother fucker burst

All these fuckers wanna test me
Let's see
Imma leave him in the back seat
Lastly Imma leave him fuckin nasty
Happily

All these fuckers wanna test me
Let's see
Imma leave him in the back seat
Lastly Imma leave him fuckin nasty
Happily

(Pranav.Wav Verse)

BETTER ON A SHIRT
BETTER ON A SHIRT
BETTER ON A SHIRT
BETTER ON A SHIRT
BETTER ON A SHIRT
BETTER ON A SHIRT
BETTER ON A SHIRT
BETTER ON A SHIRT

Fuck with my tendencies
I'm actin menace-y
Walk in yo crib
Spray this clip till it empty
Hands on yo neck when i rip out your throat
Blade down your chest you should read what i wrote
Skin to the bone and I tote what i own
Bitch made and dead if you sit on my throne
Clips out the mag it gon hit clear out your dome
Smoke yo pop for a bag lower your tone
Pain in my chest
Blade through my neck
Reload the mag
And then aim at the rat  
Fuck is you testin me
Eat all my enemies
Keep the mask on so you wont remember me 

(Kill Dyll Chorus)

Your face look great
It'd look better on a shirt
bury that face 10ft in the dirt
fuck all the fame Imma leave you with a curse
Imma leave you with a whole let that mother fucker burst

Coughin up
You talkin up a lot of false confidence
Hockin up you droppin off 
A lot of false ominous
Top it off you noddin off
You off the lost promises
Always stay anonymous
and praise the false prophets

I don't give a fuck
I don't give a shit
Run with that bag
Run with that stick
I don't give a fuck
Run with that bag 
Run with that stick

Your face look great
It'd look better on a shirt
bury that face 10ft in the dirt
fuck all the fame Imma leave you with a curse
Imma leave you with a whole let that mother fucker burst

Better on a shirt

BETTER ON A SHXRT. (ft Pranav.Wav)

Lyrics

Why the fuck you so slow
Get the fuck out my way bitch
Smashin his face in the mother fuckin pavement
Slow
Get the fuck out my way bitch
Smashin his face in the mother fuckin

Rearrangin brains like I do not give a fuck
If he keep on talkin shit I'll fuckin cut him up
Get a body bag Imma let him rest it up
RIP your peer watch em slowly disappear

Fuck you and your homies all you fuckers just below me
Haters keep on suckin I like it when you just blow me
Playin with my fate bitch I do not hesitate
Dancin with the devil like I'm makin a mistake

Trippin I'm rippin his head off
The sinister bitterman dead ops
I'm liftin my digits while put in a prison
the fuckers that hate me are left off

And I sped off with a handgun
sped ops damn nah I don't have fun
Red all bled all over my gun
Led off head off better not run
Better not suck
Better not blow
Better off dead when I cut him off slow

I WANNA KILL
I WANNA DIE
DAILY DOSE OF CYANIDE
SINGLE SIP TO GET ME HIGH
AND THAT WILL BRING ME BACK TO LIFE

DRINK THE KOOL AID
DRINK THE KOOL AID
DRINK THE KOOL AID 
DRINK THE KOOL AID

Kool Aid.

KOOL AID. (Prod. Kill Dyll)

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POISON.©
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Kill Dyll 2022

𝕃𝕪𝕣𝕚𝕔𝕤

My Flow is sicker than most
keepin the peace while grippin a pole
Sendin my enemies all into heaven
Cuz fuck it I mind as well get my own vengance

I got his neck under my foot
Like that fuckers just a denominator
Divide him into two then dispose of his body
Litter later

Exterminated you're mutilated
Like you was fuckin Vader
Investigate the uneducated
Hey look we're on the paper

I've got Poison in my veins
Fuckin sick of lames
What the fuck is your name
Fuck do you claim
What the fuck is your name
Fuck do you claim

get this through yo fuckin skull like when im rainin down with mags
linin up the bodies in the bags and clip em with the tags
caught him outside shoppin with his louie guccie prada bag
know he scared by body lang
holo make my 40 sang
it gon make yo ear drum rang
found out where he stay and where he work i saw his forearm tat
follow the way his car go and made sure he dont make it back
took a fuckin photo just to frame, it make my happy last

What the fuck is your name
Fuck do you claim
What the fuck is your name
Fuck do you claim

Sittin on your ass blowin vapor and commentating
bout how I'm supposed to do what I do
You're nobodies savior
I push my pain and anger through pen and paper lil kid
It's sad to see your vocabulary consists of mid

Plenty inches so plenty haters can fuckin suck it
Petty morals and plenty bullets all of you ducking
Pistol whip your dumb decision
Breaking down these fuckers prison
Always on my mind is violent minds
and getting across my vision

Dont you understand they dont want you to fuckin think
Keep you occupied and dividing you to the brink

Red or blue who fuckin cares
its all the same not fuckin fair
you're all to blame by sitting there and doing nothing
But compare inane decisions
All but care
Weeks from now you all forget by drinking smoking
all regret
Fuck you all too far from best

What the fuck is your name
Fuck do you claim
What the fuck is your name
Fuck do you claim

POISON

POISON. (ft. Pranav.Wav)

TERRY!©
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𝕃𝕪𝕣𝕚𝕔𝕤

WE GOT A PROBLEM
SPILL HIS GUTS
ALL OVER THE FLOOR
IM SO FUCKIN SICK AND TIRED OF THESE PETTY ASS WARS

POINT MY 45
Pfa - pfa - pfa
RIGHT BETWEEN HIS EYES
RID HIM OF EXISTENCE 
ASSIST HIM TO HIS DEMISE

OK

OK FUCK YOU WANNA SAY
PUSSIES ACT ALL BRAZY
TIL IM ALL UP IN THEIR FACE

OK FUCK YOU AND YOUR BLOODLINE
FUCK YOU AND YOUR BLOODLINE
FUCK YOU AND YOUR BLOODLINE
FUCK YOU AND YOUR BLOODLINE

FUCK YOU AND YOUR BLOODLINE
FUCK YOU AND YOUR BLOODLINE
FUCK YOU AND YOUR BLOODLINE
FUCK YOU AND YOUR BLOODLINE

SINNERS
PURGE THE WORLD OF ALL THE SINNERS
TERRY SAYS YOU'RE LYING SO IM HUNTING YOU FOR DINNER
LIVER 
I WANNA EAT YOUR LIVER 
CLEARIFY MY SOUL 
HE'S IN THE WALLS HELL MAKE YOU SHIVER

POINT MY 45
Pfa - pfa - pfa
RIGHT BETWEEN HIS EYES
RID HIM OF EXISTENCE 
ASSIST HIM TO HIS DEMISE

OK FUCK YOU AND YOUR BLOODLINE
FUCK YOU AND YOUR BLOODLINE
FUCK YOU AND YOUR BLOODLINE
FUCK YOU AND YOUR BLOODLINE

FUCK YOU AND YOUR BLOODLINE
FUCK YOU AND YOUR BLOODLINE
FUCK YOU AND YOUR BLOODLINE
FUCK YOU AND YOUR BLOODLINE

TERRY!

TERRY! (prod. Kill Dyll)

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Lyrics

YOURE SO FUCKIN SPINELESS
SPINELESS
WATCH YOU FUCKIN HIDE BITCH
SPINELESS
SPINELESS
WATCH YOU FUCKIN HIDE BITCH

IM SO GOD DAMN SICK
OF THESE FUCKIN INERTABRATES
TALKIN HELLA SMACK 
where the fuck is your common sense

blade between your eyes
watch you lose your own mind again
all you fuckers dumb
wanna kill everyone of them


take a pic of all my victims
post it up all on my Instagram
haters talking shit
luckily I'm never listening

sick of all these hypocritical 
cynacle fuckers
pissing on your grave
you mother fuckers always duckin

paint their brains up on the ceiling
turn you to a happy tree friend
if you really been getting paid
you better give me a percentage

you a fake
nothing but blood
and a snake

nothing but cuts on my brain

cuts on my wrists
I'm been so tired of this

fuckers that cross me
won't cross me again

I’m nasty with the rapping I’m boutta make em regurgitate
I’m laughing when I stab em, these bastards ain’t got a vertebrae
you capping if you actually think that
you never heard of me
the brand it been established, the king is back and resurfacing,

I couldn’t control my anger, they better contact emergency
I hope these rappers get mad enough to come murder me cause they think they a match but I’ll burn their asses to third degree
I’m executing them all in person as sign of courtesy 

WHOLE BUNCH OF FAKES THATS ALL I SEE, 
NOTHING BUT SNAKES
WE AIN’T THE SAME, 
I DON’T FUCK WITH THIS SCENE
I WANT EM TO BLEED
IM GIVING EM PERMANENT SLEEP

Yeah, y’all so fucking cowardice in my presence you’re powerless
go head and keep on commenting
I’ll be taking your oxygen
the time of death we document
fade and remain anonymous
keep all your fake ass compliments 
fuck you I say with confidence 


YOURE SO FUCKIN SPINELESS
SPINELESS
WATCH YOU FUCKIN HIDE BITCH
SPINELESS
SPINELESS
WATCH YOU FUCKIN HIDE BITCH

YOURE SO FUCKIN SPINELESS
SPINELESS
WATCH YOU FUCKIN HIDE BITCH
SPINELESS
SPINELESS
WATCH YOU FUCKIN HIDE BITCH

SPINELESS.

SPINELESS. (ft. PRXJEK) (Prod. Kill Dyll)

Lyrics

Back for revenge
Put an axe through his head
Bitch I'm
Back for revenge
Put an axe through his head

Bitch I'm 

Back from the dead
Put your body in the ground
Put a knife to your neck
Do not make a fuckin sound
 
AHHHHHHH

Could've been avoided but you just don't give a fuck
See him try to beg for mercy, so what
You don't wanna taste the blade better give up
Cuz' these fuckers too soft for me get cut

Put a blade to his face and erase his life
All these fuckers wanna play but it took my life
So I'm back from the dead just to take what's mine
Came from the depths of a lake to erase all these fakes

Back for revenge
Put an axe through his head
Bitch I'm
Back for revenge
Put an axe through his head

Bitch I'm 

Back from the dead
Put your body in the ground
Put a knife to your neck
Do not make a fuckin sound

AHHHHHHHH

Drown in these thoughts getting caught isn't common
I cough on these corpses and don't get reported
I feel like a god
What's your offerin' 
Blood and your life
I'm on top of it
Will counsel your fate
No more talking
I'll walk up and take
Anyone of you

Back for revenge
Put an axe through his head
Bitch I'm
Back for revenge
Put an axe through his head

Bitch I'm 

Back from the dead
Put your body in the ground
Put a knife to your neck
Do not make a fuckin sound

Crystal Lake. (Prod. Kill Dyll)

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Lyrics

I'm so sick of these copies
Knowing that I'm nothing better
I put these parts in epoxy 
I'm livin dark like I'm donny

Might dismember a body
I never fuck with them anyway
If I had any hobbies it is to murder the industry
I don't fuck with these labels
That's why I keep them right under me with their hand in the jar
And their eyeballs stuck in the cutlery

I dont care what you say
Leave the rotten out to dry

Cut out negativity
Like a butcher with a knife

I don't care what they say
Care what they say
I don't care what they say
Care what they say
I don't care what they say
Care what they say

Flesh in the basement
Always been cut by the hated
All of these fuckers been killed by their lack of ambition
Incision inside of their neck dead
Makin it rain led
Makin the dead bleed
And makin the lakes red
Fuckers that hate me are nothing but loose steps
Nothing but who cares
Sharin no food left
Starvin the unfed with nothin but kool aid
I'm aidin the loose heads with thoughts that are imbred

(Jackson Rose's Verse)

Passing down your hate
Is like passing passing down your genes
Duplicate your frail frame of inconsistencies

I dont care what you say
Leave the rotten out to dry

Cut out negativity
Like a butcher with a knife

I don't care what they say
Care what they say
I don't care what they say
Care what they say
I don't care what they say
Care what they say

Somethin inside of my head
Is sayin I'm better off dead
I'm better off fillin the void with feelings revealing my poise
In violent crimes imbalanced lies
I never wanna hear your voice or see your face
I can't believe you think this way your such a waste
I really wanna cut your neck and leave you dead

I don't care what they say
care what they say
I don't care what they say
care what they say
I don't care what they say
care what they say
I don't care what they say
care what they say

The Butcher. (ft. Jackson Rose)

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Lyrics

I love to watch the blood crawl
Down their face
Horror pinned inside their eyes
Heart starts to race
Please don't try to test my fuckin patience
You're such a waste
If you wanna give me something special
Give me some space

I wanna rip that smirk
Off his face
Leave him in a ditch
To decay

I wanna rip that smirk
Off his face
Leave him in a ditch
To decay

(Gashum's Verse)

I wanna rip that smirk
Off his face
Leave him in a ditch
To decay

I wanna rip that smirk
Off his face
Leave him in a ditch
To decay

I wanna see you
I wanna see you
I wanna see you
I wanna see you

I wanna see you
I wanna see you
I wanna see you
I wanna see you

CRAWL
CRAWL
CRAWL
CRAWL
CRAWL
CRAWL
CRAWL
CRAWL
CRAWL

CRAWL

CRAWL. (ft. Gashum) (Prod. Kill Dyll)

prod. 234rtishelmolagtaureign

burn up all the crop if it don't sell
Imma burn yah fkn face if you go n tell 

burn up all the crop if it don't sell
had to take back my words i think i'm going to hell
i got wings hope they let me fly over to heaven
either way immone grind like a fucking leopard

burn the crop

burn the crop [∞] #molagtaur

Kill Dyll
𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐃 𝐂𝐔𝐋𝐓

Crystal Lake. (Prod. Kill Dyll)

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