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ART: nosoul - instagram.com/nosoulthegoat.art?…gshid=YmMyMTA2M2Y=

PRODS:
Wazzam: https://www.youtube.com/@prodwazzam
Fony Wallace: https://www.youtube.com/@fonywallace
Imdead: https://www.youtube.com/@prodimdead
Kasumi: https://www.youtube.com/@PRODKASUMI
Hialdez: https://www.youtube.com/@hialdez
Beatsbysav: https://www.youtube.com/@BEATSBYSAV
LVK X Michaelv2: https://www.youtube.com/@whotfislvk X ?????

BAD TRIP PART ONE (PRODS IN DESCRIPTION)

high on lif3 (ft.Pocomota)

ART BY SPXDD

##GRVEYRD ##REALGHOUL

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ENTIRELY MIXED BY GUNSUICIDE & SKULLDOG

PRODUCED BY SKULLDOG


KXLLBVT:

TRY AND TALK TO ME, IT WILL NOT END WELL (YEA)
GETTIN HIGH AS HELL AND YOU CANNOT EVEN TELL
EVERYTIME I STEP OUTSIDE IM COLLECTING THE PAYCHECKS
AND EVERYTIME I KILL A FIEND IM FEELIN SO ECSTATIC 
THEN IM FEELIN FUCKIN FANTASTIC 
ME AND MY BROTHA BRONK HERE WE RUNNIN THE SCENE (YEA)
IMMA KILL YO FRIENDS AND THEN I WRAP EM IN LEAF
SMOKE UP ON THAT SHIT UNTIL I CANT EVEN SEE (YEA)

IM TOO HIGH I CANT EVEN BREATHE
GONNA TAKE OUT HER EYES SO THAT SHE CANNOT SAY
AND TELL ALL THE PEOPLE THAT IT WAS ALL ME
THEY CAN NEVER KNOW THAT I DID THESE SHITTY THINGS

BRONKX3:

I GOT DEMONS IN MY BRAIN AND NOTHING SEEMS TO FUCKIN HELP
IVE BEEN LURKING IN THE DARKNESS DRAG YOU DOWN TO FUCKIN HELL
PLAYING WITH THE FIRE MUTHA FUCKA WE GON MAKE YOU MELT
3.5 INSIDE THE PAPER SMOKIN ON THE RAINBOW BELTS

I GOT KILL INSIDE MY LUNGS THIS SHIT WILL LEAVE YOU BREATHLESS 
I CANT MAKE IT OUT THIS CYCLE IT FEELS LIKE ITS ENDLESS
IF YOU START SOME SHIT WITH ME ILL PROMISE YOU ILL END IT
HAD ENOUGH OF ALL THIS SHIT IM LOOKIN FOR THE EXIT

I DONT WANNA HEAR IT MUTHA FUCKA BETTER STOP THE CHATTER
GOT THE DEVIL ON MY SHOULDER MAKE ME WANNA CAUSE DISASTER 
GOT HIM SHAKIN IN HIS BOOTS THE MOMENT THAT HE SAW THE HAMMER
I DONT CARE BOUT WHAT YOU SAY BOUT ME CAUSE IT DOESNT MATTER

TURN THAT MUTHA FUCKA TALKIN SHIT INTO A SKELETON 
IVE BEEN SMOKIN ZAZA BY THE ZIPPER LOVE THE SMELL OF IT
DROP A BABY IN HER FUCKIN MOUTH JUST LIKE A PELICAN
LEAVE YOUR ASS LOBOTOMIZED TURN YOUR BRAIN INTO GELATIN




KXLLBVT:

TRY AND TALK TO ME, IT WILL NOT END WELL (YEA)
GETTIN HIGH AS HELL AND YOU CANNOT EVEN TELL
EVERYTIME I STEP OUTSIDE IM COLLECTING THE PAYCHECKS
AND EVERYTIME I KILL A FIEND IM FEELIN SO ECSTATIC 
THEN IM FEELIN FUCKIN FANTASTIC 
ME AND MY BROTHA BRONK HERE WE RUNNIN THE SCENE (YEA)
IMMA KILL YO FRIENDS AND THEN I WRAP EM IN LEAF
SMOKE UP ON THAT SHIT UNTIL I CANT EVEN SEE (YEA)


KXLLBVT X BRONKX3 - #REALGHOULZ [PROD. SKULLDOG]

LYRICS:

GONDA:
IF YOU WANT, BITCH, YOU CAN GET IT
PROMISE THAT I KEEP EVERYTHING ‘ROUND ME COPACETIC
THESE RAPPERS COPYIN’ THE WAY WE DO IT, SO PATHETIC
THE ONLY THING I LEAVE YOU NEEDIN’ IS A PARAMEDIC

I POP OUT ON THE OPPS WITH THE CHOPPA, BROAD DAY
AND SEND ‘EM UP TO GOD FOR NO REASON BUT HE SAY
THE ONLY THING YOU GAIN IS SOME WEIGHT UP ON YO WAIST
I CANNOT WAIT, SECONDS TICKIN’ BY IS SUCH A WASTE
BITCH I’M OUTSIDE, SKIPPIN’ OUT THE FRONT DOOR, DIPPIN’ OUT THE BACK
WHEN I’M FINISHED BLOWIN’ OUT HER BACK LIKE A CHIROPRACTOR
I MAKE IT CRACK WHEN SHE CALLS ME
NIGGAS TALKIN’ SHIT, BUT STILL LIVIN’ WITH THEY MOMMY
OLD ENGLISH, I GOT THAT 40 OZ UPON ME
I GIVE ALL MY PRAISE TO THE EYE WHERE MY PALM ME
I NEVER PANIC, IF IT’S STATIC, ADDRESS IT CALMLY
BITCH, I’M FROM A CITY WHERE NIGGAS TURN INTO ZOMBIES
TAKE YOU TO THE TENDERLOIN, NIGHT OF THE LIVING DEAD
WHERE THEY FLIPPIN’ CELLPHONES, JUNKIE HOES GIVIN’ HEAD TO TRICKS
HOPPIN’ OFF THE PORCH LIKE A RABBIT, NOT TALKIN’ TRIX
SERIAL NUMBER UP ON THE GUN IS SCRATCH AND SNIFF
I TOLD MY HOMIE TAKE THE STICKER OFF THE BACK OF YOUR WHIP
YOU SHOULDA CUT IT UP, BITCH
TOUCH A BRICK LIKE I DO CONSTRUCTION, THE GLOCK MAKE ‘EM DROP IT TO THE FLOOR
LET ME SHOW YOU HOW IT FUNCTION

EVERYBODY WANNA BE RICH, EVERYBODY WANT FAME
EVERYBODY TRYIN’ TO ESCAPE THEY PAIN
LOOKIN’ UP AT GOD WHILE YOU BURN IN FLAMES
WHO DO YOU HAVE BUT YOURSELF TO BLAME?
BLACK, WHITE, BROWN, HOE WE ALL THE SAME
IF I WERE TO PASS, WOULD YOU SAY MY NAME?
IF I WERE TO DIE, WOULD YOU CARRY THE TORCH?
STAND UP MUTHAFUCKA, HOP OFF THE PORCH


MONGO:
HOPPIN’ OFF THE PORCH WHILE YOU ON THE BLOCK TRICKIN’
DOIN’ DIRT LIKE I’M DIGGIN’, ALWAYS GETTIN’ TO MY CHICKEN
MONGO WENT FROM 9 TO 5s BIPPIN’ ALL MY VICTIMS
TO A SKYRISE, I CAN SEE THE CITY WHERE I’M LIVIN’
I HAD TO DO THIS SHIT WITH GONDA
PUFFIN’ ON MY COMMAS, RIDIN’ ROUND IN THAT HONDA
STRONG MARIJUANA, THE ONLY THING THAT I’M FOND OF
I LIKE SOME BITCHES BLONDE, I LIKE SOME THAT LOOK LIKE OBAMA
STEPPIN’ IN THE PLAGUE, I AIN’T ROCKIN’ NO DAMN PRADA
PULL UP LOOKIN’ PROPER, I GET DOLLARS OFF MY PRODUCT
AND IF YOU WANT IT, YOU CAN GET IT MY DAWG
IF YOU CAN NAME IT, I PROMISE THAT I’M WITH IT MY DAWG
MIGHT GO BACK TO MY OLD WAYS AND HIT A LICK WITH MY DAWG
TALKIN’ SMACK, I PULL UP WIT A STICK WITH MY DAWG
THAT’S MY DAWG, THAT’S MY DAWG
I GET TO LICKIN’ MY PAWS, YOU APPALLED
IN YA BROAD, THAT’S WHERE I’M STICKIN’ MY BALLS
WE AIN’T THE SAME MUTHAFUCKA, YOU AIN’T WIT IT AT ALL
AND I CAN PUT YOU SIX FEET UNDER WITH NO FEELINGS INVOLVED
CUZ EVERYBODY WANNA FUCK WITH THE HAND
UNTIL THAT STICK GO BLICK, BLING, BLAOW AND YA MANS IN THE SAND
IT LOOK LIKE AFGHANISTAN WITH THE MAC IN MY HANDS
I PUT YA GANG IN A PAN, UNDERSTAND?

GONDA:
EVERYBODY WANNA BE RICH, EVERYBODY WANT FAME
EVERYBODY TRYIN’ TO ESCAPE THEY PAIN
LOOKIN’ UP AT GOD WHILE YOU BURN IN FLAMES
WHO DO YOU HAVE BUT YOURSELF TO BLAME?
BLACK, WHITE, BROWN, HOE WE ALL THE SAME
IF I WERE TO PASS, WOULD YOU SAY MY NAME?
IF I WERE TO DIE, WOULD YOU CARRY THE TORCH?
STAND UP MUTHAFUCKA, HOP OFF THE PORCH

IF YOU WANT, BITCH, YOU CAN GET IT
PROMISE THAT I KEEP EVERYTHING ‘ROUND ME COPACETIC
THESE RAPPERS COPYIN’ THE WAY WE DO IT, SO PATHETIC
THE ONLY THING I LEAVE YOU NEEDIN’ IS A PARAMEDIC
(x2)

HOP OFF THE PORCH (PROD. FONY WALLACE + JOSHBAE)

lyrics:

big ass gun and a big ass beer
On my wall got a big ass deer
On my wall got a big ass buck
And out front got a big ass truck

In the yard 
I just shot a big ass boar
Might have a whole 6 pack by four 
Send all the immigrants right back home 
That’s the American way I know 

That’s the American way my dude 
I think Jesus Christ would approve 
Let’s put billionaires in the office we didn’t vote for, they’re so cool

My favorite show is the news 
But I hate them I don’t know what to do
I got a red hat on they made in china
I hate Asians too 

I just drank a 12 pack of Pabst 
And washed it down with a bottle of Jack 

I got a German shorthair pointer
If I say so he will attack 

All I listen to is country music
I hate hippity hop and rap

That’s the American way 
That’s the American way 
Eat that barbecue and jambalaya soup
have a heart attack any day (x2)

get that lib shit outta face 
i go to church but i don’t learn nothing 
they wanna turn our kids into gays 

god up there must have made a mistake 
i’m pro life unless you’re already living 
i think that women should keep the baby if they get r*ped 

because i love god so much
with all my heart 
take a family trip to Walmart
let’s all pile inside the Chevrolet
i hope every muslim incinerates 
i think police should discriminate 
hot dog’s and ketchup my dinner plate 
tastes great

THAT'S THE AMERICAN WAY! (PROD. WENDIGO)

WAAA!!! (PROD.SLATTER)

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