My playlist 4.0

MY SIX SHOOTER IS MY ONLY FRIEND!

WE BACK MFER AN WE AINT LEAVIN

lyrics:
if you sinnin with my breed
know i'm gone attack
teeth white with chlorine
they aint coming back

people take what they need
i dont gotta track
if you sinnin with my breed
know i'm gone attack
teeth white with chlorine
they aint coming back
i been dying just to breathe
like it cardiac

thats no homerun 
you go homerun
you aint no one
i'm that shogun
im what come out
when your girl throw up
fuckin own up
you don't own none
cope aloner
in my zone i
feel the soma
nagato i
meet the quota
fuck a donor
got that rona
still be over
yuh

don't talk
like you know us 
you make me
fucking throw up
i know you tried
to fold us
to red an blue
controllers
like this gone be my glow up
yea bitch come hear the chorus
like fruit we teleporter
you blink an never saw us
yea

fuck that bitch 
i faunicate 
decay
then stack a plate
case the place
incase a chase
i fade in to the fae
keep your collar
close like most
you gone domesticate
i dont my need my throat
at all let go

catch you at the fountain
thats a call out
inferno where we gone ball out
fallout radiate the call round
spew fire like im a core hound

get up
rush it like it zerg
your face 
toward the curb 

THEN I STOMP STOMP STOMP
KOOPER BITCH GONE GET MY BOOT LICKED
RUN RUN RUN
thought you love that physical shit
DONE DONE DONE
said right now you better prove it

deadly wit the fendi
designer I made it messy
kept it petty when im ready
their pack gone pass to confetti
bitch im betting fuck attending
to anything that you send me
semi german with the steiner
katana if you get near me
turn to surgeon i'll be certain
to purpose your organ fairly
get it steady cut the belly
then sell it off to the deli like

take what you  need
i dont gotta track
if you sinnin with my breed
know i'm gone attack
teeth white with chlorine
they aint coming back
i been dying just to breathe
like it cardiac

people take what they need
i dont gotta track
if you sinnin with my breed
know i'm gone attack
teeth white with chlorine
they aint coming back
i been dying just to breathe
like it cardiac


yea 
i been dying just to breathe
know my life like my disease
cauterize until i freeze like yuh   

i been dying just to breathe
know my life like my disease
cauterize until i freeze like

Cardiac

CARDIAC (prod. DIMEBAGGIE)

WE BACK AND WE TAKING HEADS SON


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FACELESS 1-7 SOCIALS

Spotify -
https://open.spotify.com/artist/4G8px...

Youtube -
https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCeGK...

Soundcloud -
https://soundcloud.com/faceless1-7

Instagram -
https://www.instagram.com/faceless1_7/


PROMPTO SOCIALS

Spotify -
https://open.spotify.com/artist/55l8X...

Youtube -
https://www.youtube.com/c/Promptomusic

Soundcloud -
https://soundcloud.com/promptomusic

Instagram -
https://www.instagram.com/promptomusic/

ARYEL SOCIALS

Youtube -
https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCQnx...

Soundcloud - 
https://soundcloud.com/prodaryel

Instagram -
https://www.instagram.com/aryelthemer...


_____________________ LYRICS __________________


FACELESS 1-7 ///


*damn turn that beat up* 


racks on racks on racks on racks on racks on racks on me


fucked yo bitch she callin out she said she want it deep


racks on racks on racks on racks on racks on racks on me


I dont give a fuck about your energy


torment is infinite
I wish that I was aborted
my ma could afford it


light up with the syndicate 
then get my b she contorted
her feet into orbit
      
i'll fuck on the internet
gone get your girl to record it
my nut on her forehead


im sad but she into it 
you all the same lika a synonym
huh
yuh


racks on racks on racks on racks on racks on racks on me
I gone bring the ruckus got my focus on the fee
seeing out the black we staying strapped up to the teeth
if you gone take it further leave you murdered on the street


buried underneath 6ft concrete
old mate with the ski like c'est la vie
that girls pussy taste like made lychee
i'ma get my breath wet sweet like tea
my seed
compressed between them cheeks
thats g
got them buns for fun
she like a cream pastry
an I ain't done till sun
done did a 360
said i ain't run from nun
yea i ain't run from




rip that clip
with a fucked up face
ima take that ace
triple drop all day
light split my vein
till it fit my brain
tip n slice low fate
so I slide so fake
like
get no weight
don't get in my way
I been cutting my demons
till breathing my hate


upping my eden deleting the pain
but pain is my purpose deserve it
it fate




PROMPTO ///


Racks on racks I get provisions Kodak black got tunnel vision 7 sixes Ben Simmons rookie shit no definition amateur you beg to listen open ears with no intentions shed your tears you act like children


Better back off get the fuck out my way
Grab a chainsaw cut em out of they place
No face no case I’m asserting my fate
Here’s your meal I’ve been serving up plates
No ripndip talk yo shit so quick I’m sick of it
Butter them lips so slick like gibberish look at my racks like dividends make you say da-da-dadada-damn


How does it feel knowing she is a fan
Making it clap like god damn
Bought a new jacket it came from Japan
Think that I made it I only began
I made it so apparent to inherit all my sentences My vision is impairing I’m transparent with my privilege

Rack That Shit

Rack That Shit ft. Prompto (prod. Aryel)

(Lyrics:)

(MVRTYR):
Bitch I keep a tool I grab that shit
I cock it back you running man
Shake it shake it
I like the way she fuck with me
Like them bad

(NIKKO):
Oh my god it's the block
Here to run it back huh
Shimmy shimmy little mama
Throw that fatty back
Like when she suck up
Jesus Christ I try to hold it back
But just might nu-u-u-ut
As soon as she swallow she said I love you bitch like what

(MVRTYR):
Please do fuck up
Do not talk to me
What the fuck is that
I don't know you dead to me
Bitch i'm so high
Bro I see in threes
I can't feel my face
What the fuck you say to me
Look in my mind
Popping these drugs
Girl i'm crazy
Why you all in my face
Big dog small bark
That shit don't phase me
She gon lick spit (uhhh)
She know how to slay me
She got dick tip all
On that forehead baby
Yeah

(DAEGHO):
Watch the flames incinerate
The bodies all disintegrate
No second chances for the enemy
We gon eliminate
Obliterate
Anybody tryna step up in the way
So keep my name out your mouth if you don't wanna meet your fate
I want the fire
I want the smoke
I camouflage in the dark
Like a shadow
Bitch I'm so bad to the bone
I thought you knew
You don't want war with the don or Outcast Block
Because we really bout that
I bet that pussy gon fold when I pull that nine
Clip unload you gon feel that fire
Wet and wild with the clips we slide
Jesus Christ turn water to wine
Bullets raining from sky asteroids
Shot to the face no polaroid
Give them the fire now he unemployed
Make them resign from life
Outcast blood
Run through my veins
So raw
Can't be stopped immortal
Chink in your armor so
I'm bouta take my shot now

(NIKKO):
Nowadays they all the same brand of lame
Can't relate
Twitter conversations filled with hate
But still won't catch a fade
Yeah I made a movie with your bitch that shit was X rated
And boy I press this lead into your chest like I'm gon x-ray it
You catching this dick If you want to or not
Fucker said he wanted smoke
Pussy walk in the spot
631 bitch
Where I'm from I don't miss shit
Wig split
Only up my cock when my dick itching to
Kill kill
Uh huh
That blood spill
Uh huh
That boys been dead for days
Now I'm just letting him chill uh huh
Like oh for real uh huh
That's how you feel uh huh
Bitch shut the fuck up and eat my semen for meals
Uh wait ew

(MVRTYR);
Bitch imma make you drop
I'm gonna stomp your ass in Jump 4s
No offense to woman but bro he stupid he a dumb whore
Please simmer down
Tell me why you on my dick sir
Imma go grab the chop
Imma lean back and you dead sir

(MVRTYR):
Bitch I keep a tool I grab that shit
I cock it back you running man
Shake it shake it
I like the way she fuck with me
Like them bad

(NIKKO):
Oh my god it's the block
Here to run it back huh
Shimmy shimmy little mama
Throw that fatty back
Like when she suck up
Jesus Christ I try to hold it back
But just might nu-u-u-ut
As soon as she swallow she said I love you bitch like

(MVRTYR):
I am not the one
I do not care for you bitches
You can not fuck with my vision
Under the fucking sun
Bitch imma make you run
We gon hit number one
I am not the one
I do not care for you bitches
You can not fuck with my vision
Under the fucking sun
Bitch imma make you run
We gon hit number one

Mvrtyr why are you so thirsty?

X-RAY

MVRTYR x NIKKO x DAEGHO -  X-RAY (prod. MVRTYR) *Pariah Vol 1  Coming Soon*

Prod. mercykill

Lyrics:
I been faded got my payments all my pockets full of gold
Bitch ain't waiting for nobody I'm just playin' till they fold
5.56 how far they go? I spent about a rack on poles
I'm just chillin' in my room, I'm dancin' silly with the Ghost
I been faded with my payments all my pockets got pre-rolls
I ain't waiting for nobody I'm just chasin' all my goals,
5.56 how far they go? I hit yo brain and split the skull
All these problems that you talk about ain't shit compared to most

I ain't done with it, Shotty, got the pump extended
Shawty bitch go head and finish
Suck it up and mind yo business
Party Crashin', funny maggot
All these drugs, I love my habits
Smokin' Blunts how my time passin'
Windows tinted whip from rappin'
Talk my shit I got to have it
Wait,
All this body baggin', blood be splashin', trigger finger fucking up my fun
Ion do that shit I'm simple with the silencer my guns
Bitch don't worry bout my funds, bitch don't worry we'll have fun (fun, fun, fun, fun, fun fun fun fun)

I been faded with my payments all my pockets full of gold
Bitch ain't waiting on nobody I'm just Chillin' till they fold
5.56 how far they go? I spent about a rack on poles
I been chillin' in my room, I'm dancin' silly so composed
I been faded with my payments all my pockets got pre-rolls
I ain't waiting for nobody I'm just chasin' all my goals
5.56 how far they go? I hit yo brain and split the skull
All these problems that you talk about ain't shit compared to most

Scurry in the night, rob the whip and chop it up
Heard you talk tough but in person soften up
Big boy chillin' on the surface cough it up
Nothin' to the bitch, he a snitch, oh my god make me sick
I was in the trenches with you we was hoppin' fences
I'm tryna make a move to get the money, stack the digits
I'm walkin' through the woods at midnight bitch I'm really with it
All this shit you say ain't adding up so Ima finish ♪

I been faded got my payments all my pockets full of gold
Bitch ain't waiting for nobody I'm just playin' till they fold
5.56 how far they go? I spent about a rack on poles
I'm just chillin' in my room, I'm dancin' silly with the Ghost
I been faded with my payments all my pockets got pre-rolls
I ain't waiting for nobody I'm just chasin' all my goals,
5.56 how far they go? I hit yo brain and split the skull
All these problems that you talk about ain't shit compared to most ♪

Grip the Chrome

Spotify

Big Melancholy x Faceless 1-7 X prod .kenny- Let It Bang

GENOCIDE! w/ SAUSH x KILLDYLL (prod. Bumboi)

Something.
With @kill_dyll
Prod @akvri & @estheticgloom

FOUR DOOR W/ KILL DYLL [PROD. AKVRI & ESTHETIC GLOOM]

BARRACUDA.WAV | FT. DO NOT RESURRECT (PROD. ANXIOLYTIC)

Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/sugszeey/
Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/artist/3jsxO...
Soundcloud: https://soundcloud.com/user-904345686

Prod: Hoods

PICTURESQUE (Prod. Hoods)

written & performed by @blckbrds & @gullyspit
produced by @zyllerbeats
engineered by @tumaggz & @gullyspit
cover by Blckbrd

LAWN w/ Gullyspit

OUT NOW ON ALL PLATFORMS.
VIDEO OUT NOW ON MY CHANNEL: https://youtu.be/DyvUFSkrdHE

stogie! (PROD. RULZ ON)

Suicide Door (Ft. Stemodity)

@istasha
Production/mixing by gullyspit

Lyrics: (adding istashas soon)
Verse 1: Gullyspit

Off of that shit that been smuggled in
i leave the opposition in a bag
i got a temper I bloody my knuckles 
beat up and broken 10 toes and a tag 
dreaming of money coming by the duffel
dreaming of bodies I can’t even see 
spit in your face while you lay in the rubble
dead for a day watch you rot in the trees
smoke till I’m sick and then i re-up
ain’t  got a problem I got a disease
ash on my skin till it’s burning a hole 
for a minute i lay in the dirt and I’m free
fire tucked between fingertips, pliers grip and release
punish the weak until they get the message
grip on his spine rip it out through his teeth

Chorus: Gullyspit
hammer fist their not waking up
hear the war drum then you getting fucked 
hammer click right from that Bentley truck
better duck hit with that Elmer Fudd
she ain’t been fucked in a minute, i get her digits, can’t get enough 
i might stomp out a bigot
crushing their head they no better than bugs 

Bridge: Gullyspit
they turn on gully when they want to fist fight
stare down the barrel and wait for the white light 
she fuck me crazy my hand on her wind pipe 
aim at the white mask it ain’t a slasher 
pipes on the rooftop they make a dancer
leather face to piggies and to the republic it stands I’m cancer 

istasha verse (unknown)

Chorus: Gullyspit
hammer fist their not waking up
hear the war drum then you getting fucked 
hammer click right from that Bentley truck
better duck hit with that Elmer Fudd
she ain’t been fucked in a minute, i get her digits, can’t get enough 
i might stomp out a bigot
crushing their head they no better than bugs 

Verse 2: Gullyspit
knock knock, let me in
coffin that fits like your motherfucking skin
office that grips on your throat with a grin
red devil renegade off the djinn
they hate what they cannot emulate 
they cant commodify, trap in an ad or a pill
i hear their voice straining trying to replicate 
aiming at bodies to who circle the kill
steal the gold off a stiff neck
talking foul might get you chin checked
in the ground crawl around insects 
fled the scene I ain’t even piss yet
I ain’t done y'all don’t get it 
trough on the face mask copacetic 
stuck in the sewers skin turning septic 
i need some action, senate forensics

Zombie War Drum w/ Istasha

HARVEST GLOOM

TWENTYTHREE, 99ZED, SALIVA GREY - DISCIPLE OF MISERY

with @JaeAlaska

Prod @Gullyspit

Lyrics soon

Hotkeys w/ Jae Alaska

prod. mercykill

Lyrics:

I BE LIL MERCY, IM BURNIN’ A WAY
IM TOO FADED HOT HEAVY IM SIPPIN TODAY
GET UP WHENEVER I WANT
AND MY PISTOL MIGHT POP IF IT GO IN A PIVOTAL WAY
LIKE WHAT CAN I SAY, MIXING MUD WITH THE ANGST?
I WAS THE ONE MAKING MINIMUM WAGE
NOW WHEN YOU SEE ME I MOVE ON THE STAGE WITH THE CHAINS AND THE GANG IN THE BACK EITHER WAY
PISSED OFF, IMA SPIT IN YA FACE
TIK-TOK, I AINT RIDING THE WAVE
BIG DOGS, WHEN WE WALK IN THE PLACE
STICK TALK, COVID COUGH IN YA FACE
I DONT GIVE A FUCK, BITCH, NO
STACK BREAD, GET RICH, HOE
BULLETS FLYING FROM MY STEEL POLE IN THE WINDOW SEAL, HOW THIS SHIT GO
LIKE I BEEN SMOKING ON MOON ROCKS TOO MANY DAYS, WITH NO T BREAK
HIT ME UP WHEN YO MOOD SOFT, CAUSE YO MOOD WRONG, GET YOU HIT IN THE FACE
MOVING SILLY WITH THESE BANDS UP
CHICKEN DINNER, NEED A PHANTOM
JDM WAY I SCRAPE, HMM
NAH I DONT OWE YOU NO PLATE, HUH
FUCK UP OUTTA MY FACE

GET FUCK UP OUT OF MY PLACE

GET THE FUCK UP OUTTA MY FACE

GET THE FUCK UP OUTTA MY FACE

GET THE FUCK UP OUTTA MY,

FACE THIS BLUNT MIGHT LACE IT
POUR NO .40s IN MY DOUBLE CUP
I DONT THINK IM FUCKED ENOUGH, I DOUBLE UP, WE RAN IT UP
STAND GUARD OUTSIDE OF MY CASTLE
BITCH YOU GONNA SEE ME WHENEVER I WHIP THE ROADS
I CANNOT BE THE ONE SHOULDER YOU GO TO WHENEVER YOU NEED TO GO CRY, IM COLD
THEN WE GO GHOST AND DUCK AND SLIDE AND CREEPING
SIPPIN AQUAFINA
YOU GOTTA KICK THE ROCKS AND BEAT IT UP OR YOU CANT HIT MY REEFER
SIPPIN, SIPPIN HI-C
KNOW MY NEIGHBORS DONT LIKE ME
KICK OFF ON THE RIGHT FOOT, SPITTIN ALL ON THE RIGHT BEATS
I DISAPPEAR, GO GHOST
NOBODY DONT LIKE ME
I DISAPPEAR GO GHOST
NOBODY DONT LIKE ME

We all come down (prod. mercykill)

prod. Nimbustwokay & Lord Gasp
rec/mix Lord Gasp

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LYRICS

always had it in it, the core sweats fuel
that gon tear my carotids
wit but lethargic
the brain stay rotting
the flesh peels off as i walk all the birds keep dropping you can smell it
you feel me
always got it hanging, the knoose by the neck and it tightens by the minute
ain't nothing new, ain't no other way to spin it
If yo beads cross mine, pick yo feet, start running

Blood marathon , blood marathon bitch
Blood marathon, blood marathon
Blood marathon , blood marathon bitch
Blood marathon, blood marathon

I’m a big steppa, big boots to your jaw 
the balenci bricks , yea the ‘roids’ to your jugular
they say i’m a sick cynical with bottomless scars
I could feel like quitting, leave it all, go die in the forest
yall make me sick but listen I keep leading the heat, 
the glass shards through my dermis I keep walking like jesus
tide taller like lemme peep just over I reach
for bright stars then I squeeze em in my palm till it bleeds

Everyday feel like the same now
It don't really feel like it’ll change no
pull me the fuck out my head now
head now

shit's tense and it kills all hope
you can feel your noddle floating and the air gets cold
Quick temper, I got dislike for every sentimental being
let the thin ice broke

I've let the thin ice broke and fell back in the creek
I’m collecting thick scars, come and get your own if you need
y’all putting a fake smile, dont tell me you like what you see
pull out the big 9, put this fucking world on its knees

Blood marathon , blood marathon bitch
Blood marathon, blood marathon
Blood marathon , blood marathon bitch
Blood marathon, blood marathon

Blood Marathon

written / performed by @blckbrds
produced by @zepelinbeats x @zyllerbeats
engineered by @tumaggz

LANDFILL

Envy me
She be sucking im not talking energy
Pity me
Screwface motherfucker outta Tennessee
Putting up facades, transforming like im Bumblebee
A mental barage, only thing that seems to humble me
See the letter A, Y and V better be following
Take a couple shots, now Big Bodhi be hollering
If you harbor pain, on principle, i be poppin in
If you stick your neck out, i'll be keen on loppin it
Fucked skin, red eyes, looking like a maniac
Big blunts, cloud 9, hello sir where am i at?
They busy blowing checks and not assessing what the damage is
Appalachian Sensei you know I'm wreaking havoc bitch

Keep the choppa on me
Tri cities shinigami
Always have a poker face like I was Kim Katsuragi
Getting carried by producers better keep on your roster
Grind up medicine like it was bones up at Borrasca
Nonstop ramblings of psychopathic lunatic
If you aint been feeling me then fuck you all and suck my dick
Bet the crowd jump to any song, go and take a pick
Bitch, you go bout testing me you'll meet some bicycle kicks
One care, two fucks, no sympathies
Just a simple list of all things amiss inside of me
Wonder where they went? Where they gone?
True heir to the throne
Time for no discussion now leave me alone

My playlist 4.0

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