Last Chance – Dark Trap

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Prod. MVRTYR
 
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FEAR NO GOD! (FT, NIKKO, DAEGHO, K.I.D)

Bigger Than Life Or Death Part 2

Misery Loves Company

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

Lyrics:

I don’t think ain’t nobody really fucking with me
Said forget about a hundred, bitch I need a hundred fifty
And even on a Monday bitch I run it up and get it
Turned nothing into something mother fucker I been winning

So I got to move right, all black fit in the night
Got a pistol grip, I don’t need no knife
But the blade been tucked, it don’t read no rights
Better close your eyes, you won’t see no lights

I’m a boss in this bitch, all this been mine
Running up a bag way bigger than size
Godzilla havoc, money talk madness
I’m a cold savage with a couple hundred bad bitches

I’m flowing and I really wrote it, you rappers bogus
I got it, I ain’t got to show it mother fuckers know it
I’m really riding with a thang and a couple of loads
I made this money and it came with a couple of hoes

All black bag, all black mask
I been really moving round like I’m Batman
Glock 9 tucked, fist up, fuck a hashtag
Cross mine get fucked up and smashed in

Turn you fuckers into ashes
Get your hazmat plastic
Cause this a toxic flow, I be gassing
I got toxic hoes with no average
And if you rock with those then what’s happening?
I’m living fast, bitch, I been splashing

Expensive habits, running up a bag on my own
And I’m finna ball, mother fuckers blowing up the phone
And your bitch called, told me she be coming out her clothes
Wanting me to come through, I told her ass hold on

I’m riding presidential like I’m supposed to
Haters real mad but they soft like tofu
I’ma get cash, bitch, it’s what I’m gonn do
Rip X, LLJ this was for you

Toxic (x4)

She like KIDR, you toxic
Babe please don’t stop it
And you know how I’m rocking
Running up bags lil bitch I been popping

She like KIDR, you toxic

Toxic (x7)

TOXIC (KIDR REMIX) [prod. xxxtentacion]

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

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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)

pranav.wav x Kill Dyll - "SMOKE OPPS NOT CIGS"(prod. pranav + kill dyll)

DEATH CITY FREESTYLE (prod. NXMADIC )

feating kill dyll
produced by allirt
mixed by abi
elder shirime x mapinguari transition by elixr
cover art by radio inactive

Elder Shirime feat. KILLXDYLL (prod. Allirt)

ALL MY OPPS SPECIAL ED

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

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BAKI // ROT©
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Kill Dyll 2023

𝕃𝕪𝕣𝕚𝕔𝕤

We are not the fuckin same
Don't compare me to no copies
No competition, Cuz I killed them like I'm Baki

Nobodies talk, all I hear is the static
Actin all hard, til they hear automatics
Pray to your God, if you got one then stop it
I'm sick of the fuckers, that talk like they got it

Talkin that shit say it once then he froze
Saying it twice, get him shot akimbos
Thirsty for cloud, like you fuckers are Hoes
Get off of my dick, lil bitch you get hosed 

Leave me alone
I hate when I see that you’re calling my phone
You all did me wrong
You talked down on me right inside of my home
I cut to the bone
To feel anything cause i’m always so numb
I pull out the gun and place it right inside my mafucking dome

I don’t care what you say
Look into my eyes do you think I fucking play
I know 100 different ways I could take apart your face
I hope you know I'd never lack I keep a blade right on my waist okay

I do all this for fun
I got this bitch on her knees like a nun
you pussy i know if i pull up you’ll run


Bitch I hope you fuckin
Rot
Rot
Rot
Rot
Rot
Rot
Rot

Bitch I hope you fuckin
Rot
Rot
Rot
Rot
Rot
Rot
Rot

Bitch I hope you fuckin

Came with the flows
Never came for the Hoes
Fame til it blows
Propane to the nose

Fuck what they think
What they say
What they know
Cocaine in the brain of the lames and the foes

Duckin n fuckin up all the fakes til they go

Mother fuckers are lucky I'm feelin great
Overdose

Can you run it I wonder 
You lookin slow in the dome

Put a 40 inside of it then we wait til it blows

Wait til the fade put a Cave in his face

Mother fuckers wanted pain you God damn disgrace

Illuminati I'm catching body on body

I never thought he was salty only wanted a hobby

Shout the pastor he claiming the south
My brother in Europe Kiraw is about to take over anyways

Fuck all the clout
We make it the petty way with or without 

Never came for the money only came for the woes
Rain for the funny 23s to the dome

We makin the money makin capitol
If that boy keep on cappin
I'm cappin his dome

You dirty little bitch
I know you love the way I spit
Fire in my lungs with the fire on my hip

You dirty little bitch
I know you love the way I spit
Fire in my lungs with the fire on my hip

INTESTINES

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