The hardest fuckers walking this earth rn on god

let a nigga slide fuck it he getting robbed

we ain't playing wit you niggaz this shit is a genocide

got a lot of dead opps twin glocks give a nigga head shots until his head pop

some random 2018 shit i never dropped enjoy bitches

lyrics

Murder motherfukers on a goddamn silver plate
Rolling 'round, scoping out, we all in yo estate
Finger fuck yo bitch and take her on a dinner date
Im as fresh as a lick, walking 'round with an 8th
See you pulling up with pistols bet that i can top it
Military is my middle name i keep a rocket
Polaroid pussies aint perfect finna crop it
Get to killing rappers if you press me like a stylus
Might pull the weapon out in class, yo ass suspended.
You look suspicious the tool I'm grippin shoot through his lenin
Do not compare me to opposition I been a menace
Something like dennis I'm finna end em nigga good riddance
RVMAN the set I'm reppin we been them niggas
You posting pictures we posted up and we pulling triggers
If he ain't acting right the sediment is where he left
Fuck with the gang that's just another nigga walking to his death

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walking death +kashimotu [lyrics in desc.]

DEATH OF CLOUT RAP feat  NO $LEEP (PROD SAVEMESLYER)

s/o to bro for the cover art @cursedones

[LYRICS]

Don’t give a fuck about acquaintances, keep complaining then I’m finna start aiming shit

You lacking don’t step in the paint lil bitch he flexed that chain watch that muh fucka hang from it

TR3 up the pole you best duck, once we do the walk up you in the sky like Anakin

Spark til they candles lit, got heart dismantle it, crazy like Manson now that man a mannequin

We gone manage the lick we gone handle it

They see RVMAN oh shit how they panicking

Speak on LX name I get to damaging all of the opps the vector make vanish quick

Pick your poison or the pistol will portion that pussy ass boy to pieces like he frieza

Sworded like trunks a hot head like vegeta so best not tempt me to extinguish my heater

Aye, crosshairs line up with yo face

Wait, you crossed the line so you ain’t safe

Fuck, I think I made a mistake putting trust in that bitch she too will meet the blade

Coordinate his location we in position

Ammunition we sending to opposition

He didn’t listen, thought we was pretending, til we upped it at his fitted

Wax a nigga off like Miyagi, keep that piece right beside me show me my wages I need my percentage

Fold a nigga like it’s origami cause my posse increasing the murder rate, you a statistic

If I quick-draw the cuete it end his shit, goofy going out sad I’m sadistic

SADISTIC

SADISTIC [LYRICS IN DESC.]

STUPID JIT

ft. lepor$y
cover by ayychip

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SEXYY R3D FT. LEPRO$Y

JaM ft. Bwill Drob

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.

STUPID JIT

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