Kill Dyll

first trap metal song i've ever made 

prod. CRCL

IMMORTAL [PROD. CRCL]

DON'T CHOKE [FEAT. JV73]

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RIP.©
All Rights Reserved
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)

BLOODSTAIN ft. KILL DYLL

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Lyrics

Fuck your degree
I'm makin 800
And spittin in C's
These pussies confronted
I'm just a disease
Killin my opponents
I don't give a fuck what you say you're a 
RODENT!

Aimin at his stomach and I turn him to a donut
If I'm gettin money Imma get a smile sewn in
Cut to the chase I'm the one with the cheddar
Put him in a maze he ain't know any better
Kill Dyll on a killing spree
I'm in too deep
You really wanna talk to me
Get lost bc
I'm sick of all you gossipy
lip glossing' Bs
apostrophes
flipped back makin commas out you constantly

FUCK
FUCK
FUCK
LIFE

FUCK
FUCK
FUCK
LIFE

FUCK
FUCK
FUCK
LIFE

FUCK
FUCK
FUCK

(XTAHC Verse)

Uh, XTAHC the death of me,
will prolly be
the best day for my enemies
I'm planning B
like a nigga during pregnancy
soprano c
when a nigga mom is screamin please
you R I P E,
don't forget to eat,
dumb nigga fruit fell off the tree
gun bullet shoot right his artery
now pardon me

YUH

HIT EM WITH A 3 1 4 1 5.
IF YOU UNDERSTAND I AINT TALKIN BOUT PI.
PULL OUT MY BLADE AND THEN HIT IN HIS EYE.
YOU GOT A PROLLEM? LETS TAKE IT OUTSIDE.
I DONT WANNA HEAR YA AINT GOT TIME FOR YA BULLSHIT.
AFTER I HIT YOU I EMPTY A FULL CLIP.
NOTHING EVEN MATTERS I SAY A BUNCH OF RUDE SHIT.
YOU WANNA SHOOT ME THEN NIGGA COME DO IT.

(Chorus)

FUCK
FUCK
FUCK
LIFE

FUCK
FUCK
FUCK
LIFE

FUCK
FUCK
FUCK
LIFE

FUCK
FUCK
FUCK
LIFE

FUCK
FUCK
FUCK
LIFE

FUCK
FUCK
FUCK
LIFE

FUCK
FUCK
FUCK
LIFE

FUCK
FUCK
FUCK
LIFE

FUCK
FUCK
FUCK
LIFE

FUCK
FUCK
FUCK
LIFE

FUCK
FUCK
FUCK
LIFE

FUCK
FUCK
FUCK

(Pranav.Wav Verse)

Hey

Where did the music go?

Put it Back

Yeah
Yeah
YEAH

FUUAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

FUCK
FUCK
FUCK
LIFE

FUCK
FUCK
FUCK
LIFE

FUCK
FUCK
FUCK
LIFE

FUCK
FUCK
FUCK
LIFE

FVCK LIFE.

FVCK LIFE. (ft. XTAHC & Pranav.Wav)

Lyrics

Came back just to kill and commit war crimes
Fuckers try to cut me they don't know my ties
I don't wanna battle
Wanna bleed of him of his life
If you step on my toes I'll gut you with my knife

Oh these fuckers obsessed
Oh these fuckers obsessed
They want all of my blood and won't settle for less
RIP HIS HEART THROUGH HIS CHEST
RIP HIS HEART THROUGH HIS ---------

Blood on your hands
10 bullets to your face
Fuck you and your friends
Imma leave em all to rest
Stomp out his head
And treat him like a pest
Imma take 20 bullets
Then cave out his chest

Anyone's villainous
Bring em down to my level
Is bringing down to the devil
never surrounded by gentle ass mother fuckers
are duckin just to get hit by the dozen
growin up hated by others
I never needed what wasn't already
cut up unloved and 
I'm just a shell with a spirit
Always been cussin and fearing that I'm the reason I'm bleeding
Always been fucked up believing that I could see more in people
Now I'm just stuck with these problems with no one else that can solve em 
And if you see me still coughin its cuz I been in withdrawal since all of these thoughts in my consciousness getting tangled by offerings that been made by the devil somebody get me a shovel, I'm tryna bury my struggles in 20 tons worth of gravel

WHAAT

20 TIES TO UNRAVEL
TURNING LIFE TO A BATTLE
ILL FUCKING STEP ON YOUR NECK
IF IT CAN GET ME A PADDLE
AND MAKE IT BACK TO A FRAGILE CASTLE
RULED BY A BROKEN MASTER
IM COPING WITH ROPE AND LAUGHTER
IM HOPING FOR MORE DISASTER

BLOOD
DO IT ALL FOR THE BLOOD
DO IT ALL FOR THE PAIN
IM OFFING MY LOVE
IM GOING INSANE
IM GOING INSANE

I was trained just to kill
I was trained just to die
I was trained not to feel
I was trained not to cry

I was trained just to kill
I was trained just to die
I was trained not to feel
I was trained not to cry

I was trained just to kill
I was trained just to die
I was trained not to feel
I was trained not to cry

BLOOD ON YOUR HANDS
10 BULLETS TO YOUR FACE
FUCK YOU AND YOUR FRIENDS
IMMA LEAVE EM ALL TO REST

STOMP OUT HIS HEAD AND TREAT HIM LIKE A PEST
IMMA TAKE 20 BULLETS THEN CAVE OUT HIS CHEST

D13.

D13. (Prod. Kill Dyll)

Black Eyeliner ft. Axaero (prod. berto)

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POISON.©
All Rights Reserved
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)

DUST! w/ DEATH G (prod HEKS)

pranav.wav

"JESUS LOVE YOU BUT I DON'T"(prod. pranav)

This song was Co-Produced by Kill Dyll and Pranav.Wav
Everything down to the cover art was collaborated on

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JFK.©
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Kill Dyll & Pranav.Wav 2022

𝕃𝕪𝕣𝕚𝕔𝕤

Say good night
Cuz' this 45 tucked
Aim down sight
Imma drain that blood

Imma donate brains
To your car headrest
JFK
You don't need no vest

Bitch!

Fuck you and your sympathy
I just wanna die in peace
Fuck you and your sympathy
I just wanna die in peace
Fuck you and your sympathy
I just wanna die in peace
Fuck you and your sympathy
I just wanna die in peace

Givin a motherfucker what they need
Not what they want
They need to shut the fuck up
So their teeth is what I stomp

Watch him su su studder
When I'm changing up my tone
Dyll is the beheader
If you try to take my throne

Overthrown the lames
So now I'm at where I belong
He's blessed fuckin breathing
But he's not blessed for very long

Fuck you, your façade, is showing like its bomb
I'm blowing up like the taliban
Tally up all my arms
I'm constantly underfire
I'm wired to kill em all
You fuckers are petty liars
Imma purging em til I'm gone

You got a big ass forehead
Fuck you feelins im morbid
Runnin my church no Mormon
Tie him to the car and floor it
Kill a whole man and move on
Sippin that tea that oolong
Hate little kids like Kumon
Hole in yo head don't move wrong

Holo through his head if he talk about some goofy shit
Lay him down with lead hoe in a hooligan
Who again I'm the the nigga that would go and shoot again
Find where you stay burn your crib make you move again
I don't got no hobbies I prefer a little homicide
Fiddle with my fingers on the trigger pick out who to die
Should I hang him by the neck and frame a sudden suicide
Point the trigger to myself and try to figure who am I

Obviously probably a mufuckin prodigy
Hold the gun solemnly keep yo apology
Skin him to death and then watchin his body bleed
Killing that boy for a want and not just the need
When you with me make sure you talkin properly
You are not human to me you my property
Been a whole god so nobody is stoppin' me
Pastor pranav or at least call me father p

Kick from the k got my wrist feelin sore
I got holo after holo leave that boy on the floor
Imma kool aid man through the wall or a door
Put the knife to his head till he dead kill the whore

I don't got no hobbies I prefer a little homicide
Fiddle with my fingers on the trigger pick out who to die
Should I hang him by the neck and frame a sudden suicide
Point the trigger to myself and try to figure who am I
I don't know so I am slow el ey dying
Talk bout the smoke but you always just typing
Sharpen my nails but this world has been filing
Walk what I talk and bitch and I'm always smiling

JFK - Kill Dyll x Pranav.Wav (Prod. Kill Dyll + Pranav.Wav)

ALL MY OPPS SPECIAL ED

"ALL MY OPPS SPECIAL ED" (prod. pranav)

Stream - https://too.fm/d6qamxx
Hosted by : Scream Rap
produced by : @CRMSYN

Lyrics:

God 
Aye shoutsout my block in this bitch (Gang)
Know what’s going on
Yuh aye, gang gang gang 

I can’t trust no fucking man (Yuh)
I can’t trust no fucking bitch (Aye)
I don’t got no fucking friends (What?)
Cause my choppa ate ‘em

Stitches on your mouth, don’t want no lip 
I’m outside, just wanna rip bitch
Both my wrists look fucking sick 
Slit pattern for the drip 
Disc shattered from the kick 

I can’t trust no fucking man (Yuh)
I can’t trust no fucking bitch (Aye)
I don’t got no fucking friends (What?)
Cause my choppa ate ‘em

If you’re 2 years old can’t give a fuck, can’t trust a fuckin soul
I’ll put a bullet through a fucker I don’t trust, don’t wan’t see ‘em old
I’ll put hollow through your grandma if she actin really bold
I’ll put a bullet through your pitbull if he looking fuckin swole
Dyll is crazy like heart attack
Pop a vein inside my mother fuckin neck
All these fucker’s really wanna be the best
But they nothing more than a just couple pest’s
I’m the best with the pesticides, insecticide 
Direct another pest or fly, I question life
Like what am I doin I know I’m flawed but pursuing
Everything I can in this life, all ruins
All fake all foes i’ll break all toes
You mother fuckers lame
I put fucker taking shit right down the mother fuckin range
Fuck you I can’t trust you cuz you fucker sounds the same
Fuck you I can’t trust you cuz you always passing blame

He thought he could run, from the lead
And it still filled him
Bitch you ain’t gon live through the night 
I’m with Kill Dyll
Make her fucking lick it off that carpet when that blood spill 
Shotty fucking hit him in his stomach, make him cartwheel (Fuck)
I know that I make em nervous 
Molly up the bank
Like will he live, nobody knows for certain
I could resurrect him a savior
Your block get taped up with caution 
And i’m feeling nauseas cause

I can’t trust no fucking man (Yuh)
I can’t trust no fucking bitch (Aye)
I don’t got no fucking friends (What?)
Cause my choppa ate ‘em

FVCK LIFE. (ft. XTAHC & Pranav.Wav)

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