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I DON'T WANNA KNOW [prod. Undead Ronin]

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• HEATHEN SEASON •

THE WALKING DEAD (Prod. Netuh)

LYRICS:

VERSE 1: [K.$.]

back off the meds
Coping with demons that wanna be fed
Slitting my wrist cuz I’m sick in the head
Get off my dick
I might fill em with dread
Leave em to rot
Hoe you better beware 
How I make em a mess
Why dont nobody care
Blood and the guts cuz I don’t give a fuck
Pulling em out and I’m leaving em dead

O-o-ok bitch 
I’m feeling okay bitch
running away
I can’t fuck with no lame bitch 
Get out the way
Better stay in yo lane bitch 
Promise I’m not the type you wanna play with
Told him to kill em 
That boy got a facelift 
heard you gon pop off
We leaving em faceless
Krt repping
You not in the same clique
Bodies all drop and we leaving em hating
Brainless

VERSE 2: [HorribleWilliam]

Knife on the 
Throat of your bitch 
She dropping pussy boy I ain’t gon miss
Reloading the clips
KRT clique bitch we crossing off lists 
The tip of my dick 
On your bitch tongue make her swallow my kids 
Every week a new hit 
Call me a legend forever I’ll live 

Aye
Now they want fuck me cuz I’m getting money
Your bitch think I’m stunning
Remember them calling me nothing 
But since I got something they all keep on bugging
No I ain’t your friend bitch I'm paid to stay buzzing
I’m looking for death and I’m looking for numbing
If u got them pills then you know that I’m coming
If that is your hoe better know we is fucking
Aye

I want a benz on the slab 
I want a Cadillac pink with the wrap
I want this bitch to go lay on her back 
Spread out your pussy girl do it like that 
I'm meeting my end this shit coming so fast 
I spend a rack on a fit just to match 
I got a handful of weed and them xans 
Drinking a 40 no i can’t relax
Aye

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Mixed & Mastered by: K.$. (_@kdollaa)



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Traumatic Rites

Traumatic Rites Ft HorribleWilliam

Baby where your mans at?
I go grab him
Baby hit my cashapp
I go stab him
Running up a fat stack
You just capping
Lay him in a grass mat
And start hacking

Bitch I'm gripping on the shotty
Brains and webs all on my Tommy
Black like widows crawling on me
In the dark, I'm taking bounties
Take my head, they wanna mount me
Why the fuck y'all talk around me?
Got a million ways to pop me
But nobody wanna drop me

Bitch I'm feisty like my Papi
Hit like trains, derail around me
Be East Palestine, I'm prolly
Gonna kill myself all sloppy
Really trynna drop a body
In the dark, I'm killing, rotting
Your bitch trynna slip me toppy
Then I'm back to fucking mopping

Slip in the back I'm Slasher Holly
Adding scars is like my hobby
Chopping a bitch up if he copy
Shoot for Cheddar like I'm Bobby
Dragging the carcass to the lobby
When your family stand around me
Dead and I'm talking the pound of my heartbeat
To fearing I've figured out how to stop me uh

I got organs in the back
And I'm peeling off the track bitch
Maggots in my path
When I pull you out your casket
Brush em off and laugh
While your skeleton is cracking
Shift my bones and graft
Changing forms like it's a habit

Bitch I really pack my blades okay
Off a pilly when I pop him to the bass okay
Razor blade around my vein
Make their face go grey
I don't really wanna stay
I don't really wanna stay
Bitch I really pack my blades okay
Off a pilly when I pop him to the bass okay
Razor blade around my vein
Make their face go grey
I don't really wanna stay
I don't really wanna stay
Bitch I really pack my blades okay
Off a pilly when I pop him to the bass okay
Razor blade around my vein
Make their face go grey
I don't really wanna stay
I don't really wanna stay

Sifting through my baggage
Let cadavers sing my passage
Muffled sounds from under plastic
Turn to gargles when I'm manic
I just kill so I don't panic
Soul of black, repair the damage
Solar panel sourcing planets
So my energies replenished uh

Go bump SOURCEOFSTATIC
Drop a toaster from your boat
Watch em wriggle all around me
Till their bodies start to float
Everything feel fucking tragic
Human life a fucking joke
Swear to God when I'm in session
Omnipresence can't behold

Baby where your mans at?
I go grab him
Baby hit my cashapp
I go stab him
Running up a fat stack
You just capping
Lay him in a grass mat
And start hacking

I got vatos like a kingpin
I'm not laughing
If you walking up with 8 men
We not scrapping
I'll just pull up with the A-10
And start blasting
I done seen the deaths of great men
And I was happy

Baby where your mans at?
I go grab him
Baby hit my cashapp
I go stab him
Running up a fat stack
You just capping
Lay him in a grass mat
And start hacking

Baby where your mans at?
Start hacking
Baby where your mans at?
Start hacking
Baby where your mans at?
Start hacking
Running up a fat stack
Start hacking

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