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sisyphus drunk (freestyle) (PROD. SOLSA)

LOST

MIND

Smoke YT ft. Niikavod

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listen to this in ur car at full volume with the bass at max 
prod & art by me

lyrics:

everyone take
cuz everyone fake
forget about me cuz i am a mistake
nobody is real im destined to kill cause i constantly feel like im needin a break
from everything 
aint nothin change and its scarin me
keep tryna get better its clear to see
that nothing gets better an i cant breathe
i cant keep fuckin trying
im so sorry for lying
but i cant let you see a side of me that im constantly hiding
i wanna see death i want everybody i see to drop dead
watch as i stomp out his head
i want to watch people fall
i want to watch people fall

but its in my mind to constantly hurt 
and every single day i just feel worse
i need, a light, make me, feel, alright again
i need, a light, make me, feel, alright again
I NEED, A LIGHT, MAKE ME, FEEL, ALRIGHT AGAIN
I WANNA RIP ALL MY FUCKEN HAIR OUT OF MY HEAD EVERY FUCKIN DAY
IF YOU FUCKED WITH MY BROS THEN I THOUGHT ABOUT KILLIN YOU EVERY FUCKING WAY
COUNTIN UP STACKS SPEND IT ON DRUGS THEN I DO NOTHIN UNTIL MY NEXT PAY
CALEX AN BENJI GONE STEP OUT A PUSSY WETHER YOU STRAIGHT OR BI OR GAY

BREATHE

EVERYTHING HURTS

my fist feature release with my brother xx 
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“RunItUp” YT x Row. (Prod. Fantom)

prod & art by me
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lyrics:

if you ever wanna step me out for what i said
its what i said
he got hundreds on his shit but diamonds wont protect his neck
he got bands i got checks
i want him dead
he talkin shit online but we gone take it off the net
step me out for what i said
its what i said
he got hundreds on his shit but diamonds wont protect his neck
he got bands i got checks
i want him dead
he talkin shit online but we gone take it off the net

i already said that i dont fuck wit yo fugly ass
cuz all yo homies did was make jokes n have a fucken laugh
but this shit real stop livin life like you back in class
go fuck around and find out what age you aint gone make it past
and im always fucken roun with thots
and droppin cops
10 grams of this
aint a fucken lot
gone in 5 days
turn my brain to rot
he want beef and imma hand it off
like stroganoff
he actin like a neanderthal
so i stomp his head like triceratops

wanna step me out for what i said
its what i said
he got hundreds on his shit but diamonds wont protect his neck
he got bands i got checks
i want him dead
he talkin shit online but we gone take it off the net
step me out for what i said
its what i said
he got hundreds on his shit but diamonds wont protect his neck
he got bands i got checks
i want him dead
he talkin shit online but we gone take it off the net

WHAT I SAID

Mixed by HATCHETSAW

LYRICS:

Bitch this aint no game 
Im fuckin takin all your lives
ACR on deck 
I put the bullet in your eyes
Got to many drugs in me
Im fuckin bleeding from the eyes
Ill fuckin uppercut your jaw 
And have you cryin for your life

Got to many hoes on me
They always itchin for my cock
Got the 762 C4 and the glock
We gon rob a bank
And rob your fuckin house
Get down on the ground 
ill put this gun in your fuckin mouth
Maybe cap your fuckin spouse
Told you get the fuck down
Bitch you didnt listen 
I said get the fuck down
Pussy get the fuck down

Got your fuckin blood drainin
No you cannot run away
Bitch theres no escape
First ill take the scalpel maybe carve inside your mouth
Carve inside your gums
Bitch Im to sadistic for this shit
I should put a bullet through your tongue 
For talkin all that shit
You been lying all your life 
Ya ever since you were a jit
Time to make a scary vid 
And maybe scar his fuckin kids 
Put the C4 on his back and watched his fuckin guts scatter 
God i love the blood spatter
Got it dripping from the ceilin
Lick it off my face

TERRORIST TENDENCIES W/HATCHETSAW (prod.HVVXCK)

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Packy - Tell My Secrets

so many of you wanted me to finish the Deadman song so here you go :)

the beat is produced by me.

original sample: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BNb07lvFqT8&t=17s

Lyrics: 

i been wishing for better days
could you listen oh and can you stay
i write lovesongs for a deadman
waiting for the end
but its lovesongs that will get ya
know that my friend
 
he's been trapped
in his own mind
but it dont matter
he's got more time

for the lover to arrive
if he's still alive
he can be revived
but he's dead inside

and he said he's fine
what a lovely lie
then he left 
and said good night

deadman's wonderland

he's always been so cursed in theese lands
with monsters creeping taking his hands and
leading him further from land
let's hope he doesnt end up dead

and i feel so bad for him
its hard to be this dead within

hope he's alright
it's gets hard sometimes

Deadman's Wonderland

IMMA SAY THIS CUZ IG KEEP FLAGGING ME
NO I NOT A NAZI. I'M A LOVE NAZI. 
AS IN I FORCEFULLY SPREAD MY REGIME OF LOVE

LYRICS:

BITCH IM SMOKING GAS IN MY CHAMBERS LIKE IT’S THE HOLOCAUST
PULL UP WITH A K ON MY RIFLE THAT’S WHAT THE HOLO COST

TEACHER SAID YOU WONT BE SUCCESSFUL MAKING THOSE ANIMATIONS
SHUT YO APPLE EATING ASS UP AND DO SOME LAMINATIONS


I TEAR A PAGE OUT THE BIBLE IF I BE OUT OF PAPERS
IDLE NIGGAS WORSHIPING IDOLS PUT ACID IN YO WAFERS

PASTOR SAID YOU WONT BE SUCCESSFUL GETTING THAT BOOMING
DID I ASK YA PUSSY NIGGA YOU A HUMAN…


AND IMMA BE A STAR SOON
WAVY LIKE A,HAB HIT THAT NIGGA WITH THE HARPOON
SAVE ME I MAY, HAVE PULLED THE TRIGGA ATE SOME HARD SHROOMS
MAYBE IM FA,DED BUT I WIGGLE LIKE A CARTOON

YEAH, IIIIIII FEEL LIKE A CARTOON

I’M IN YO DEVICES
PERPETUATE YOUR VICES
IN CRISIS BUT IM THE NICEST
ALWAYS EAT YOUR FOOD WITH SPICES

PAY ATTENTION TO THE PRICES
DONT BE MADE INTO A SUCKA
YOU WONT HAVE ENOUGH FOR SUPPER
KEEP YA NUMBERS ON THE UPPER

TUPPO-WEAR EATING 
MY SEATING STEADY ON THE CARPET
I PARK IT AND THEN I SPARK IT
NO MARKETING HITTING TARGETS

I HIT LIKE GUITAR PICK
THAT STRUMMING OR LIKE DRUM
THAT BE GUNNING YOU DOWN FO FUN
I CHUCKLE AND THEN I RUN

RUN UP I DUMP IT OUT
HE WANNA THUMP IT OUT 
COKE IN A MOUNTAIN
MY BITCH GOTTA LUMP IT OUT

DONT DO NO ARGUMENTS 
PULL UP NO PARKING IT
YOU HEAR THE SOUND
WHEN MY NIGGAS IS SPARKING IT

I GOT TWO HANDS ON THAT BITCH I WONT DOUBLE BACK
I GOT THAT COOKIE IT DOUBLE WRAP

I GOT GELATO IN CUBAN TOBACCO
I POPPED A NEW BOTTLE AND BLEW OUT HER BACK HOE


I ACT LIKE A WACKO
I SPIT LIKE IM CHEWING ON YOU AND DONT KNOW WHAT
TO DO WITH THE GOO
YOU A SLIMEY ASS NIGGA YOU DRIP LIKE A GARBAGE BAG
TRY ME ILL ALWAYS PULL UP WITH A LARGER MAG

BUILT LIKE AN ARMORY
NIGGAS GOT NO CHACE OF HARMING ME
SMOKE UP A GARDEN G
I THINK IT HARDEN ME
I AM NOT HURTING MY PAIN IS TOO FAR TO SEE
BITCH IF WE KICK IT NO WAY YOU SAY NAW TO WEED


OR TO POPPING A BOTTLE
WE POP HIM HE WADDLE
I AINT NEVER DODDLE
IM KICKING THE THROTTLE
WHILE FUCKING A MODEL
I STAY AS DRAWING
YO LIFE IS NOVEL
AND MOST OF IT AWFUL

NOBODY READ   NO MORE I STAY ON THE SCREEN YOU WHORE
YOU PAY TO GET TO SEEN
YOU POOR
DONT PLAY FOR NO TEAM
IM BORED

TALKING THAT SHIT YO LIP LOOK LIKE AN ASSHOLE
WALK IN THAT BITCH SHOOT THE BRICKS OUT YO CASTLE
YOU ONE DEM NIGGA NOT PURSE IT’S A SATCHEL
THAT SHIT A PURSE BUT IT’S LESS OF A HASSLE

WHY IT GOT TASSELS?

WHY IT GOT TASSELS ON IT?
I WONT PASS THE CHRONIC TO YA
SUPER SONIC HOOVER
VACCUM BITCH
I PACK HER SMACKING LIPS
MY DICK ATTACK HER 
SLIP INSIDE HER BACKEND QUICK

STACKING CHIPS LIKE IT’S A PRINGLE CAN 
LET’S GET IT CRACKING BITCH NIGGA BRING IT THEN

BRING IT THEN

BITCH IM SMOKING GAS IN MY CHAMBERS LIKE IT’S THE HOLOCAUST


BITCH BRING THE HATE
BRING THE SMOKE

BITCH BRING THE HATE
BRING THE SMOKE
BITCH IM FEELING GREAT

BITCH BRING THE HATE
BRING THE SMOKE
BITCH IM FEELING GREAT
CHOP STICK GET ATE
FUCK YO FATE
CHANGE YO FUCKING STATE

UNDER SEWER GRATES
PUT THE STOCK UP TO MY WAIST
I MAKE YOU FLIP
LIKE A CAKE
FUCK YO ZIP YO COOKIE FAKE

I TEND TO TRIP 
WHEN I BAKE
PUT TOBACCO IN MY FACE
BITCH OFF THE RIP
I BE LACED
GO OUTSIDE AND CATCH A CASE

THE PUSSY WET 
FROM THE MACE
RIOT DYING IN THE STREET
KEEP UP THE PACE
FUCK YOU SLOWING FOR WE RACING
ON OUR FEET
WE MOVE WITH HASTE


I’M AMAZED
ALL THESE NIGGAS FALLING OFF
FREE FOURTEEN 
ALL THESE OTHER RAPPERS SOFT
SPIDER GANG
CHOPPA COUGH

BITCH ON PAPER I LOOK GREATER THAN PRESIDENTS
SET PREPOSTEROUS PRECEDENTS
GOT A ROSTER OF RESONANCE COPPER?
BOTHER THE RESIDENTS PROPER
STOCKING YOUR EVIDENCE LOCKER
MEDICINE SET IN’LL STOP YOUR
HEAD IN A DROPPER
I KEEP THE LEAD IN A YAPPA
I GET TO POPPING YA TOP OR
YA LEGS AND SEVER SPIT RED 
AND I DROP YA 
DEAD AND IN HEAVEN WITH PAPA

(I WRITE TOO MANY LYRICS FOR SOUNDCLOUD TO HANDLE)

HOLOCAUST (PROD. WENDIGO/LiL CUBENSiS)

MUSICIAN🎶WRITER/EDITOR✏️PRODUCER🎬
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“RunItUp” YT x Row. (Prod. Fantom)

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