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I Bet You Guys Didn’t Expect This

@kakkorot x @skyteee - lick!
prod by @kakkorot x @taiketsu
YOUTUBE LINK
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xFEcUGtQVCw

KAISANI x SKYTE - LICK! [PROD. TAIKETSU対決]

@skyteee x @kakkorot x @voodoochilddd - HEAVY ARTILLERY
PRODUCED BY @taiketsu
MIXED BY @taiketsu

HEAVY ARTILLERY

@KILLDAVYN & @SKYTEEE - INSANITY
PRODUCED BY BIGWAR, BOWSY, AND KILLDAVYN
ART BY HAKU (@hakumakemehappy on IG)

Lyrics:

Aye aye aye aye aye yuh (Yeah, yeah, uh huh, go, go, uh huh)
Go go go go go go go (Bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch)
Walk in this bitch, Glock in this bitch (Okay)

[Verse 1: KILLDAVYN]
Aye, My niggas they apes like a mufuckin' DK
Keep me a rula I'm not talkin' BK
Speedin', I'm racin' on the fuckin' freeway
I'm finna kill you, nah nigga no leeway
Yeah bitch, I'm used to rappin' my ass off
Chop like a rocket so it's finna blast off
She Mr. Miyagi, yeah she need to wax off
Pull up I beat it and then I'm gon' dash off

[Verse 2: SKYTE]
Yeah, I'm out, dash on a bitch
Ben Baller, put some cash on the fit
Got money spend a bag on my wrist
Said yo hoe too bad make her gag on the dick
Ten more opps, put a mag on the stick
No I ain't missin', I put a scope on the Smithin'
I swear to God that when I shoot it Imma spazz with a blick
Bullets hit your door and Imma laugh when they hit
Uh, yuh yuh
Broke boys need to do better, I'm shootin' whoever
I mix the bread that I make with the blue cheddar
I kill yo mom and masked up in a new sweater
Yuh, okay
I was down bad, I bossed up now my stu better
I carry pics, you weigh less than bout 2 feathers
Kill pussy niggas, take they hoes, that's the new meta

[Verse 3: KILLDAVYN]
Yeah, nigga thought he could just talk down on DBK
My niggas pull up you know that's the easy way
I stick to the plan when yall niggas just deviate
Yall niggas bitches, yall niggas I really hate
I got the Glock, the mop, the stick, get hit
And I'm hard like a rock when I'm fuckin' yo bitch
That nigga talk shit but he not doin' shit
You got a K but you not shootin' shit
That nigga talk hot like he work at a sauna
Fuck on yo auntie, yo grammy, yo momma
Nigga so broke yeah he scared of them commas
Spinnin' like DJ but you don't want drama
All I see is blue yeah I'm seeing the Benjamins
Can't stay in my house 'cause that bitch not a resident
Chop finna blow like a mufuckin' elephant
I'm finna run this shit like I'm the president
I'm finna run in this bitch like I'm Usain
I up the choppa it make you feel new pain
2 bad bitches, this shit could go 2 ways
Yo bitch aight and I'm not talkin' Blueface
I want the money, the blue, the benji
Sword on my back like I'm mufuckin' Genji
That nigga mad you know that nigga envy
Killin' a nigga we callin' him Kenny

[Verse 4: SKYTE]
Yuh, okay, okay
Bitch I'm not sane
I don't hesitate to shoot, let the Glock bang
I'm no middle man bitch I'm the top mane
I'm in the Fennec and you whippin' in a Octane
Go get yo money up
You broke as fuck, whip around in a bummy truck
I'm in her mouth when she wake up, honey nuts
She told me she want get caked up, tummy tuck
You got away from my laser that's dummy luck
Catch and give him a C-section this tummy cut
My bitch stay juicy as fuck with a gummy butt
Wait, yo bitch a ugly fuck
Want my recepe you niggas chummy buck
Boy keep testing me end up a dummy stunt
Til' the death of me I'll get my money up
Til' the death of me I'll get my money up

[Outro: SKYTE & KILLDAVYN]
Yuh, yuh yuh (Let's go)
Yuh, yuh yuh (Let's go)
Yuh, yuh yuh (Let's go)
Yuh, yuh yuh (Let's go, let's go, let's go)
Yuh (Uh)
Yuh (Let's go)
Yuh (Yo)
Yuh (Let's go)
Yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh (Walk in this bitch uh, Glock in this bitch uh)

INSANITY!

INSANITY! w/ SKYTE (PROD. BIGWAR x BOWSY)

KILLDAVYN - TOXIC! FEATURING 1300CAM
PRODUCED BY SIM AND @TAIKETSU

TOXIC!

TOXIC! FT 13! (PROD. SIM + TAIKETSU)

KILLDAVYN - FIST FIGHT
PRODUCED BY CHI2EVIL

lyrics:
[Intro]
Yeah, yeah, yeah huh
I got my dick in yo bitch like uh
I got- uh yeah huh
I got my dick in yo bitch like uh
I got yo- uh yeah ha
Okay, yeah uh yeah huh yeah uh

[Hook]
I got my dick in yo bitch like uh
Pull out the chop I don’t fist fight uh
Hit from the back give the dick like uh
He talkin’ shit but not running up
I got the Glock it’s gon’ fuck him up
Pull out the chop it’s gon’ fuck him up
Pull out the cock she gon’ fuck it up
Diamonds they rock ain’t got no dust

[Verse]
I’m in the trap we don’t give a fuck
Nigga talk down then we running him up
I got the tommy we gunnin’ him up
Nigga talk shit then we gunnin’ him down
White on her face now she look like a clown
My bitch a shooter got guns in her gown
My diamonds too wet, I think I might drown
Fuck spinnin’ the block we spin yo whole town
We spin the city, we gettin’ litty
Fuck on yo bitch imma grab on her titty
Walk with the Glock imma walk with the blicky
She wanna suck on me suck on my dicky
I got the Owens yeah I got the Rickys
She wanna suck on my dick yeah my Richard
Whippin’ that bitch til’ my mufuckin’ wrist hurt
Blow on my dick like you mufuckin’ Squidward
Walk with a clarinet
Imma fuck on that bitch off the internet
She don’t think with her head got no intellect
That bitch a baddie you know that I’m into that
Send me that addy so bitch imma slide
She go down my dick like a mufuckin’ slide
She give me that neck like a mufuckin’ tie
I’m up in this bitch like a mufuckin’ god
Uppin’ the choppa, uppin the fye
I’m fuckin’ yo momma cuz that pussy fye
Just like Lil Durk, these niggas won’t even slide
She finna get on my dick like a slide
She finna bounce on my dick like a pogo
Not in the cartel but we leave you rojo
I do not want her if that bitch not loco
Nigga run up he get hit with a .445
I’m finna take yo life
Bitch wanna suck on my dick then be my wife
No bitch I’m way too nice
I might pull up on that bih with a mufuckin’ knife
21, 21, I got a gun
Yeah I put dick in that bitch I’m the one
But that lil kid is not my fuckin’ son
I hit that bih with a mufuckin’ uh

[Hook]
I got my dick in yo bitch like uh
Pull out the chop I don’t fist fight uh
Hit from the back give the dick like uh
He talkin’ shit but not running up
I got the Glock it’s gon’ fuck him up
Pull out the chop it’s gon’ fuck him up
Pull out the cock she gon’ fuck it up
Diamonds they rock ain’t got no dust
I got my dick in yo bitch like uh
Pull out the chop I don’t fist fight uh
Hit from the back give the dick like uh
He talkin’ shit but not running up
I got the Glock it’s gon’ fuck him up
Pull out the chop it’s gon’ fuck him up
Pull out the cock she gon’ fuck it up
Diamonds they rock ain’t got no dust

FIST FIGHT

FIST FIGHT (PROD. CHI2EVIL)

KILLDAVYN - Move Ya Body!
Prod. LowkeyMali

Lyrics:

[Intro]
Ooh, move your body girl
Makes the fellas go
The way you ride it girl
Makes the fellas go
Ooh, move your body girl
Makes the fellas go
The way you ride it girl
Makes the fellas go

[Hook]
Aye, I like the way that she shake it, shake it, shake it
Yeah, I get it poppin' like bacon
Cook these niggas I don't need an apron
She wanna fuck on a nigga named Davyn
Damn she like me
Check off that bitch like she mufuckin' Nike
She on my dick like that bih was a hypebeast
I don't want fuck on that bitch cuz she whitey

[Verse 1]
Shoot at that nigga leave blood on his white tee
Damn, we hit him with ketchup
No pokeball but my niggas gon Ketchum
And that be the end of the sentence
He not a paragraph, leavin' a dent
She think I'm a dog so she callin' me Ben
We finna hit that lil nigga with ten
High as shit so I'm feelin' like Ken

[Break]
You get it? Like-like Ken Carson
Lets-lets just take a break like y'all know this song bro?
This that barber shop classic shit bro
Like you namsayin' the nigga- heh
With the clippers in his hand
He gon' be dancin' while he cuttin' yo hair to this shit
Get jiggy my nigga, move yo hips type shit ahaha

[Verse 2]
Yeah, I'm in the trap we gon' break her lil back and then dip on it
Pull up to that nigga grave then we piss on it
That bitch a baddie, her face leave my kids on it
Pull out my dick and that bih gonna lick on it
Chop with a beam and the scope on the top
Just like I'm Tisa, I'm hittin' the mop
I get to the Fetty and she got that WAP
Eternal Atake, my choppa gon' pop
Pop pop pop pop pop that ass, pop that ass, drop that ass all to the flo'
I got blue hunnids but I want some mo'
I got the cheese and the sauce and the dough
Yuh, wait, I move with a pizza
I told that bih werk, just like she Tisa
Take yo lil bih from the back Imma beat her
She finna blow on my dick like a creeper
She finna blow on my dick like some soup
Nigga talk down he get shot just like Coop
Talkin' bout coupe, Imma shoot out the roof
He fairly odd, disappear him like Poof
Yeah, yeah, huh, hop in a tonka
I'm fly and the stick in my hand just like Wanda
I'm in a big body coupe like a Honda
She wanna smash I can do what I wanna
Hot like a sauna, she gettin' wet
I know yo momma, she givin' neck
Pull out the choppa, came wit a tech
I'm reppin' Wakanda, X on my chest
I'm finna fuck on that hoe, grip her breast
Oh no no, she said lil Davyn the best
I do not fuck with that nigga he pest
Yo bitch not special, she just like the rest

[Hook]
I like the way that she shake it, shake it, shake it
Yeah, I get it poppin' like bacon
Cook these niggas I don't need an apron
She wanna fuck on a nigga named Davyn
Damn she like me
Check off that bitch like she mufuckin' Nike
She on my dick like that bih was a hypebeast
I don't want fuck on that bitch cuz she whitey

[Verse 3]
Move yo body, move yo hips, bitch
I'm gon' fuck her then I dip, bitch
I got the sauce like a chip
She wanna fuck me she takin' a flick
Move yo body-ody, do it like that
She a thottie-ottie, hit from the back
Pull the choppa on eem, turn to a cat
I got me the cheese and pull up with MACs
She send me the addy, I'm on it
I pull up in 4 in the mornin'
Yeah, I hit from the back now she moanin'
That pussy so good it put me in a coma
We smokin' dat gas, can smell the aroma
She give me head, Imma give her diploma
Mexican shawty, she drinkin' Corona
Bitch I am too sick, think I got corona

[Hook]
I like the way that she shake it, shake it, shake it
Yeah, I get it poppin' like bacon
Cook these niggas I don't need an apron
She wanna fuck on a nigga named Davyn
Damn she like me
Check off that bitch like she mufuckin' Nike
She on my dick like that bih was a hypebeast
I don't want fuck on that bitch cuz she whitey

Move Ya Body!

Move Ya Body! (Prod. LowkeyMali)

Youtube: 
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qWCZBloqmeY&ab_channel=Skyte-Topic
Spotify: 
https://open.spotify.com/track/5AVJ4kQggQpgcuiOWaKPF4?si=802b2d4df4f944e6


Lyrics: 

Remember back then they was all looking down on me
I was at school they was clowning me
B*tch im the goat straight from birth I was bound to be
Yo hoe keep on touching my dick
She arousing me!
Glock to his head, f*ck n*gga count to three
Get out my mu f*cking way
uh huh
She love my smell no bouquet 
uh huh
Way they talking bout skyte man they gay
uh huh
Pull out my chop, Walk in yo crib, Let that b*tch eat no buffet
I bet your mad your b*tch where I stay 
F*ck bout a nat I'll get that replaced 
Got yo b*tch drunk throwing ass in the basement she like to gag she don't need a plate 
We are not next to each other not adjacent 
(ummm)
So f*ck n*gga stay in your place

Mask on my face with a knife like Im jason  
Give a fuck what you got lil N*gga I’m taking 
Chop Pop Pop man it’s sounding like some bacon
Ain’t this your girl?
I think you’re mistaken
Just popped a X and my stomach keep aching
I don’t mean to flex but these Benjamin Franklins
All that I get
How I’m  a chef in the crib cooking up and yo b*tch just trying to eat on my dick
I do my best to keep this sh*t humble on these n*ggas but now it’s getting me pissed
He think he a threat? He pulled up on my n*ggs and we ain’t even move about a inch
I just want the neck don’t even want to see the Pussy know that it comes with a stench
He tried to hop on the field I said sit your ass down and go hop on that mu fucking bench!
Catch me fucking yo b*tch 
might leave a dent
How we so rich? 
It don’t make sense
Step up to me you get jumped like a fence 
Bling on my wrist bout the cost of your rent
My n*ggas demons and you can’t repent
Blick staying on me at every event
Got that b*tch boy hiding out in a tent
Matta fact go find your mother
Rip Lil Keed Free thug and Gunna
B*tch watch out I ain’t stutter
Never run out my bro got another
Flex in your face I came from the gutter
Me and yo b*tch kick shit my my place by the end of the night will be f*cking each other
Slide in the hoe and she Smooth like butter
Come play with my kids but don’t bring your brother
No like,
Deadass b*tch do not bring yo f*cking brother 
Like I will leave that n*gga outside I am not playing 
B*tch you know I’m tryna f*ck like why the f*ck would you even - 

Aye 
They thought sh*t was over it ain’t 
Peel off yo sh*t like sum paint 
Think I’m addicted to dank
You can stop trying to be me you can’t 
Whip out my dick on yo b*tch and she faint 
Whip out my dick on yo hoe she like Gimme it
Going out sad about a b*tch you a idiot 
Don’t go to school would’ve thought I was phineas 
Just seen you post your new b*tch she hideous 
My n*ggas evil as sh*t insidious 
I’m in the room with yo b*tch I’m hitting it
How I stay cold in this sh*t? Amphibious 
Call my brother and he blick your affiliates 
Treat the b*tches like a trick! I’m the silliest 
(Ok ok ok lemme calm down) 
I told that b*tch to chill and she just got way more intimate 
I’m that n*gga you can tell by my diligence 
Mech pencil get the lead and i fill em in 
Yo b*tch coughing off this dick like some cinnamon 
I hold the block up your can call me a enderman 
I do good and n*ggas get straight to envying 
White plug think that n*gga named simion 
You can get up off the ground and get b*tched again 
Said that you hard then pull up and come hit me then 
Big body whip what a young n*gga sitting in
Don’t wanna get your ass beat? Run me fifty then
Heard yo b*tch taking black meat from sixty men
Dot on his head like acne or an Indian 
Yuh nig
 
Don’t on his head like acne or an Indian 

Gang 

Gang 

Gang

F OUT MY WAY [TAIKETSU]

RHS Mare’s Black Butterfly is a two-sided EP about transformation. Side A spreads its wings with melodic hooks and spacey textures—pain polished into glow. Side B snaps the auto-tune off and lets the pen cut: chest-out delivery, drum-heavy beats, razor detail. A black butterfly symbolizes change through darkness—rare, resilient, and still in motion—and that’s the arc of this project.

Black Butterfly is RHS Mare’s statement of growth—an EP split into two clear worlds.
This is Side A (Wings) no auto, no filter—just breath, bar work, and concrete drums. Mare locks in on detail and hunger, aiming every verse at the ceiling he plans to break.

Move Ya Body! (Prod. LowkeyMali)

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