prod.  @triplesixdelete
m&m  lordgasp

LYRICS:

i’m a savage
cold killer, call me guts
when i’m gonn’ ravage
knock knock ima drop em like they acid
yeah motherfucker i’m a fucking maverick
a godlike creature painting on his canvas
fucked up 
i could move the planets
PIPE UP, stupid you gonn’ end up in a casket
fuck with my convictions and i swear i go berserk
baby you my casca come and top me like a bird

  
you can laugh cuz i prefer to live a life of my own
and i feel it there’s a presence getting closer to home 
issa omen, it’s that feeling when you’re out of your zone
when you’re talking to yourself but are you really alone?

and it’s piling up and piling up, and on and on
i could snap at any moment i’ll be snapping their arms
uh , there’s no point in living
if i can’t let em know
i’ll be more alive than ever when i’m breaking their bones

i cant pop pills no i cant puff nada
im so anxious  *pass me my inhaler*
i cant stop
wondering will the pain stop 
brain gets sicker , contemplating on pullin the trigga

ive been waiting for something to happen
i’m running around with a rope on my neck
on my way to be something
they never believed i’m a god of my own
i’m a savage  you’re awaking maniacal thoughts 
ima throw all your parts after ripping em fast
like an animal busting your head open 
blood on the bat and theres no comingback

non stop
working on my desktop
burning my own skin
just to show em what i’m made of

[hook repeat]

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GODLIKE

Prod. Gullyspit

Artwork by syhn! @pastelskylines on twitter

Lyrics:

Pre Chorus:
In the gutter where rats might bite
I don’t need a reason we can do it on sight 
middle of the night cigarette need a light 
all over yo skin needle holes for the  mites
all between yo toes 
under nails outta sight 
got em in a row 
in my stomach feel the spite 
red room red dot 
just right 
ready for the fight 

Hook:
we got people in trees
guns in the leaves
shells in the dirt
enemies on they knees 
begging for they life
ah shit say please
lords of the flies meet
the king of the fleas
x2

Verse:
punishment and crime 
I been rotten with my stolen time 
we ain’t really bringing knives 
read between the lines 
shrunken heads, straw dolls
and a broken shrine 
teddys poltergeist 
Frankenstein's shells and 9s
no ones fine overhaul i mean overkill 
over all I’m popping pills that we rob and steal
fuck the pity boy I need a meal
cardiac feel the panic when the tire squeal
mean mugging me I make you star in guinea pig
earth movers from the sewers I can really dig
snub nose, bullets  fly like I'm billy kid
shout the boys in blue y’all some filthy pigs 
on the oil rig where the fucking captain at
Bronson with the blows ,  bloody nose , actions back 
someone better can’t imagine that  
stray dogs fighting over the scraps

Pre Chorus:
In the gutter where rats might bite
I don’t need a reason we can do it on sight 
middle of the night cigarette need a light 
all over yo skin needle holes for the  mites
all between yo toes 
under nails outta sight 
got em in a row 
in my stomach feel the spite 
red room red dot 
just right 
ready for the fight 

Hook:
we got people in trees
guns in the leaves
shells in the dirt
enemies on they knees 
begging for they life
ah shit say please
lords of the flies meet
the king of the fleas
x2

King of the Fleas

lyrics:

Cryogenic all my pieces
Hollows popping through the chrome
Lava leaking from my body
Probly rotten to the bone
Nah I'm not fuckin with you leeches
Probly caught him at the store
That chopper spit bout 30 rounds
Now watch his body leave his soul

My flow enhancing
That boy just rancid
I told my mans
That my plans is to blow finances
And hella bandses
My tan Sig get so romantic
She got to chanting
And BLAM! bitch
It's underhanded
He lost a damn limb

I'm god again
Paint that wall again
Crank that bat and break his jaw again
So now that motherfucker cannot yawn again
I'm Spartacus
Sending DOOT! DOOT! DOOT! DOOT! through your cardigan
If I don't get what's mine then I might let these hollows off again, and...

Put a cap in his ass
Feel the wrath
I'ma drag to the back of house
Put a stack on X'ing him out
If a man wanna fuck with mine
Laugh at him now
Hit a nigga, put a rag in his mouth
I don't really think of asking twice
Blast and I'm out, what a god damn ass of a clown
Cut a fucker then I dug a ditch
Cuz I never knew another motherfucker
Wanna gut a motherfucker much as Rezzy
I'm in love with this

Cryogenic all my pieces
Hollows popping through the chrome
Lava leaking from my body
Probly rotten to the bone
Nah I'm not fuckin with you leeches
Probly caught him at the store
That chopper spit bout 30 rounds
Now watch his body leave his soul

My flow enhancing
That boy just rancid
I told my mans
That my plans is to blow finances
And hella bandses
My tan Sig get so romantic
She got to chanting
And BLAM! bitch
It's underhanded
He lost a damn limb

I'm god again
Paint that wall again
Crank that bat and break his jaw again
So now that motherfucker cannot yawn again
I'm Spartacus
Sending DOOT! DOOT! DOOT! DOOT! through your cardigan
If I don't get what's mine then I might let these hollows off again, and...

out on all platforms

a cold day in hell (prod. adjacen7)

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

MUSIC VIDEO

NOT FOR ME (Prod. SHNEAKY X OMXNEMO)

These Days - Mike. (Xean Flip)

OFFICIAL MUSIC VIDEO: [https://youtu.be/subCiHDgELI]

Apple music: [https://music.apple.com/us/album/doppelg%C3%A4nger-single/1494770149]

Spotify: [https://open.spotify.com/track/1jmjNS6VUk8Vt65JMbJMOA?si=DFZfPHDHQ5OltacnQ2vz0Q]

MIXXXXED BY MANGO: @kidmangx
cover art by: @gvzzvh

lyrics:
ok like bounce wit it bitch 
i bought an ounce and 
made it flip 
i bet i finger fuck that pussy while 
she count my benjamins
like where’d i go 
like where i been 
i let it go
i bet he spin 
i keep that 30 on my back lil bitch 
i call it letterman 

ok like bounce wit it
rock wit it
lean wit it 
drop wit it 

you know that party never pop less resurrect had brought his glock in it 
tick tick tick tick tick
hold up i hear that clock ticking 
line up em and drop em it’s bout time that i’m that top nigga 

i flip that pack huh yea
then make that back huh yea 
these bitches bad huh yea 
i make em mad huh yea 
might click that cap huh yea 
my demons back huh yea 
these niggas wack huh yea 
can’t even rap huh yea 

listen i don’t play around
either stayin down or you layin down
spraying rounds 
bet that playground 
where his brain found 
rain it down 
i still think about her 
fucking hate her now 
i’ll say it now 
i hope you prayed out loud before my razor out

official music video

doppelgänger (prod. kivya) [OFFICIAL MUSIC VIDEO IN DESCRIPTION]

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DELETE! (PROD. TRIPLESIXDELETE)

IG: @kvn777x @wavehi @triplesixdelete
https://soundcloud.com/wavehi
https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCjOWIHVo_rQCae7Z7kwkKyQ

LYRICS: 

(K.V.N//7Ł HOOK/VERSE)

FUCK! ALL THIS PRESSURE ON MY BODY 
MOVING SLOW MO BITCH IM FEELIN SO GODLY
FUCK! WHAT A SHAME I AIN'T SORRY 
I AIN'T BITCH MADE SO YOU CANT CONTROL MY BODY
FUCK! FEELING NUMB WHERE'D MY FACE GO 
MY SOUL JUST TOOK OFF TO A PLACE THAT WE CAN'T GO
FUCK! SUMMON EVERYTHING I CAME FOR 
SHAKING UP THE STREETS LIKE IM RUNNING AROUND IN SAINTS ROW

(Yuh) lil bitch i hated goin to class
i was always in the background peeping out the glass (yuh)
fuck! i ain't ever going back 
i done came up out of hell but fuck a halo ima spaz(yuh) 
ima live my life shit don't give a fucks cus it's all on me(yuh)
cus if i don't ima just be pissed when it falls on me
you could feed me lies and stab my back but it ain't gon be 
what the fuck you want can't keep me down word to my og's

FUCK! ALL THIS PRESSURE ON MY BODY 
MOVING SLOW MO BITCH IM FEELIN SO GODLY
FUCK! WHAT A SHAME I AIN'T SORRY 
I AIN'T BITCH MADE SO YOU CANT CONTROL MY BODY
FUCK! FEELING NUMB WHERE'D MY FACE GO 
MY SOUL JUST TOOK OFF TO A PLACE THAT WE CAN'T GO
FUCK! SUMMON EVERYTHING I CAME FOR 
SHAKING UP THE STREETS LIKE IM RUNNING AROUND IN SAINTS ROW

(WAVEHI) 

you can not contain me 
comin with a stick like 83 hades
I ain't gonna trip on your shit cause it aint it
if you wanna bitch you can talk to the pavement
asphalt and black tops 
we was coming for they necks sounding like the black ops 
you just mad cause i'm on shit
got a rav 4 with a blonde bitch
we dont got big money got long sticks
talk shit get clipped like the lawn did
load it up take that stick then blow it up
black mask on put flame to the roaches
wanna flow wimme best be in the cauldron
otherwise get iced out like a solstice
take two ls yeah hold this 
rollin paper my diploma
if you wanna come and ice me it get cold like minnesota
bet you wish you never showed up 
and your bitch she probably pulled up 
i ain't sticking to your tracks but i run it up locomotive
i be lookin like hayabusu match with katana 
i told her to choose one did on my own but you rock with a booster 
cant say shit cause i know i'm a loser 
how you gon kill my ego when its already dead 
fall back with a blade like my name johnny depp
dont talk bout a lame when your shits just a wreck
only say that shit once cause im coming correct

SAINTS ROW! - K.V.N//7Ł X WAVEHI (PROD. TRIPLESIXDELETE)

USPS (feat. Witchouse 40k) (prod. Y$57)

Written by Grim Salvo x 99zed @lilsherm187 x Saliva Grey @salivagrey
PROD. HELLMEBABY @hellmebaby

- L Y R I C S +

SLEUTH

Think I don’t give just enough of a fuck
Glow like I’m frozen
My dosage corrupt
Flow like a chosen until I combust into nothing but dust
My son, I don’t think you want to press your luck
They gonna go put you in your place with the taste of the rust 
Old game’s so corrupt
Lotta fans gotta fetish for the blood 
Father figure was a .38 
There goes that son of a gun
Leading them all astray with disgrace for the next fresh dove
Pray for a man who won’t settle 
He likes to meddle with all the shit that the people peddle 
They might pop a little quiet pill up in his dental
They hope you aint got the potential to let go
And assemble your own end goals
So bleed every last drop of the dream
From the throat of some old GOATs 
No antidote for the soul bloat 

MOSSBACK

Bitches try to hold me by the goatee 
On my dome piece
Like they own me, own me
I just feed 'em pepperoni on a hoagie till they foamy 
Back in ’03 I was already OG
2014 showed me
I can only proceed in the lonely, as a trophy
Think you know me?
You a homie?
Get you out my situation with a ceremony 
I give grown men nightmares
Call me alimony 
When you talk all I hear is a dial tone, so phony
Tellin' everyone you eat good but your girl looking bony 
Feed that bitch some macaroni
Or she’ll find me, low key 
Looking for a pokey
Ride me like a Ginuwine Pony
While you getting nosey with your cronies 
When you find out 
I’ll be dead already under 6 feet of concrete

SALIVA GREY

Pull up with the motherfuckin' blade on my conscience
Fuck the meds in my pocket
Imma go off 'em
Motherfuckers ain’t honest
But they really good at shouting
Fuck about the commas?
Why they living so shallow?
Take a look up at the shadow
I...
Woke up today and I ain’t meditate
Now all my demons gon' circle my brain
Now all a sudden I hate life
Fuck up out my damn sight
Hold up for a second 
99, Saliva, Grim are in this bitch you know we coming with that motherfuckin' cemetery flow

99ZED

Smile on my face while I’m grippin' on the hatchet
Pull my hoodie up, like I’m Jason get to slashing
Choppin' up they limbs 
99 is going batshit
East End Butcher finna leave your carcass ravaged
99 keep the fuckin' knife on the nightstand
Ready to take your life in the night like I’m Iceman
Creeping out of sight 
I keep the ratchet in my right hand
Painting the walls red
I am the catalyst of violence

Boysenberry Sepsis

BOYSENBERRY SEPSIS (FEAT. SALIVA GREY & 99ZED) [PROD. HELLMEBABY]

K.V.N//7Ł
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