This shit remind me of No Nut November a bit. Old snow shit!!

Lyrics:
How u talkin through rappin
I’m dissin a “savage jit”
Cappin bout pullin up
Bitch make it happen
We roll up like avalanche
Nigga named Aiden
If you leave the state, then we settin a travel ban

Fuckin wit a nigga like me, rush up, cutlass deep wit me goddamn
Fuck nigga plannin in a dream, pickin off bout 15 niggas goddamn

I’m comin for blood
I’m comin bones 
I come for ya life
I’m comin for souls 
This nigga a dunce 
I give him a cone
You act like a clown 
You bitch like a hoe 
Keep fuckin around then u might get stole
Got bitched on the net and you blocked us all?
Got bitched by ya moms, “can i go to the show?”
Like nigga you grown, 18 years old 

Get laid in a dish, like casserole
And ya girlfriend next, I’ll slap that hoe 
Shorty get X’ed out like tic tac toe
Choppa hit both ways like zigzag 

Bro really think he could pull it off 
Knowin he ain’t never seen a bullet shot
Dickridin so much, nigga full of cocks
Niggas get bitched, and wanna push the block button 

Fucked up
Talkin shit on the net now you fucked up
Made a diss and it flopped, nigga fucked up
Shine a beam in his eye now he fucked up

Fucked up
Talkin shit on the net now you fucked up
Made a diss and it flopped, nigga fucked up
Nigga want us to die but ain’t run up

t-t-talkin through rappin
I’m dissin a “savage jit”
Cappin bout pullin up
Bitch make it happen
We roll up like avalanche
Nigga named Aiden
If you leave the state, then we settin a travel ban

Fuckin wit a nigga like me, rush up, cutlass deep wit me goddamn
Fuck nigga plannin in a dream, pickin off bout 15 niggas goddamn

Hellsing #fillersong #diss #trap

Lyrics:

Eat eat eat 
Time to feast, they released the beast
I fuck up the peace
Trouble-free
Wit no elbow grease
Insync, tell em bye bye 
No more Mr. Nice Guy
Make em turn a blind eye
I’m once in a lifetime

Incubus, so many bitches wit me like a Mormon 
No authority to tell me, “nigga stop being a whore” 
My wave, bring a nigga back, I restore em
Joan of Arc, figure distorted
cock back, cannon roaring

Bitch wanna talk, but I don’t
Ima asshole
Crush crush crushing ya backbone
Double up, double up
Sawed off, blast zone
Break a bitch back,
Nigga dodging wit a black coat

Bitch wanna talk, but I don’t
Ima asshole
Crush crush crushing ya backbone
Double up, double up
Sawed off, blast zone
Break a bitch back,
Nigga dodging wit a black coat

crush (we crush em)
crush (we crush em)
crush (we crush em)
crush (we crush em)
crush (we crush em)
crush (we crush em)
crush (we crush em)
crush (i might just)
crush (i might just)
crush (i might just)
crush (i might just)
crush (i might just)
crush (i might just)
crush (i might just)
crush (i might just)
crush (i might just)

crush ! #fillersong

Lyrics:

Dirty ass nigga
Wit da EH
Tune in
Is he LE
or is dat boy mugen?
Why you concerned about that
I’m not a goddamn human
Fuckin on ya ex
Like a goddamn mutant 

Suckin on nic
He a fiend 
I know
This nigga be da god 
Fuck a king
Top floor 
Lurkin on my shit
Niggas read my flow 
Stompin on shit 
Like fee fi fo fum 

Something something something something
Blah blah nigga

Something something something something
Blah blah nigga

Something something something something
Blah blah nigga

Something something something something
Blah blah nigga

u naut like me (eternal mix)

snow x burden2u - cyberstunnaz [prod. 9lives] #fillersong #cyberdrill #evildrill

[Lyrics]
Rivals dead, my own hand
Make ‘em recognize my head, iPhone X
Beam like a Kaioken, why so red?
Heated nigga my flow best
Simons say, niggas wanna copy the cap
Vitality absolute
My tenacity shatters the fabric, you ridin wit two
No reality, crackin the database, after the blue pills
Who’s real? mommy or daddy ain’t comin for you

Free the links, be distinct, we the lost ones 
You speaking to the king of the darkworld 
On the brink of extinct, you can’t stop us 
Cup ya fingers and drink from the water

Dummy these niggas be runnin straight off of assumptions
Run up on niggas, i pull up and fuck up the function
My niggas bloody, y’all niggas be movin wit cousins
Up the beam and bust it where the tongue is

Turn up the ruckus, mugen and lust gone run up the bucks we get bread
Fuck the elites and fuck all the uppers, give a fuck about what they said
Buddy ya lucks up, pull out the gun these bullets wrapped wit dat FMJ
Bring the tundra, ashes to ashes, dust to the dust, you red dead

Cannot redeem yo self 
Shut you down, where the pounds cuz we seek yo wealth 
Run the rounds, on the ground and we eat yo health 
Out the mounds, make no sound wit this team of stealth 
Underworld, underground, this a demon’s hell 
Stomped out, black boots wit a piece of scalp 
Solo tactics, i won’t ever need no help 
Break connections, divergence to free the cells

Mech++ [Servant]

Lyrics:

Niggas get down when i’m pullin dat gun out
Pull out the blick, and i rip til it run out
Get off my dick unless you bout to come out
Big clip, loitering how this shit hung out
We bring the work, while y’all stickin y’all tongue out
Mickey, these niggas be rats in a clubhouse
Hook to ya jaw, nap time, only one round
Lemme stop rappin and give you the run down

Look this the plan, nigga we goin uptown
Rich old nigga, and he got this one house
He never present when saturday come round
Hop in the whip, we gone creep when the sun down
Head to the back, mask up wit the gun out
Clippin the cable, his power gone shut down
Gotta be safe, just in case sum go south
Break in the door, and i’m still makin no sound

Sweepin the crib, knew this nigga was rich
Been peepin this dude in the richest of whips
This my first time man ion know about this
Dark as fuck in this house, and my nigga done tripped
Cock back in the dark, im like “aw shit”
Old nigga was home, and he holdin a blick
He like “you 2 niggas done fucked up bitch”
So he fa fa fa, damn my nigga got hit
Can’t see in the dark, so i’m throwin my fists
Felt my knuckles connect, he got busted in the lip
Dude fell to the floor, but he still tryna spray
He done grabbed my bro gun, bro this nigga’s insane 
Now he dual wielding shit, nigga think he Max Payne
Now i’m sleepin in blood, on the floor where i lay 
All bc my big homie was tryna get paid

Niggas get down when i’m pullin dat gun out
Pull out the blick, and i rip til it run out
Get off my dick unless you bout to come out
Big clip, loitering how this shit hung out
We bring the work, while y’all stickin y’all tongue out
Mickey, these niggas be rats in a clubhouse
Hook to ya jaw, nap time, only one round
Under a stone, yeah that lil nigga done now

kay flock - tcardi [eternal/vampdrill remix] #eternaldrill #vampdrill #darkdrill

Lyrics:

Niggas dumb
Like you don’t know wassup 
Like you don’t got it tucked
Like you don’t got a gun 
Like you just wasn’t talkin through the net
We comin for yo neck 
Rip this blade, we cut the flesh
I remember whatchu said 

Niggas dumb 
Boy put those hands up
Lil nigga we havin fun 
Dickrider, he D1
Decipher, im the one
Hit that bih from the back and she run 
Nigga wasn’t you talkin bout love 
Im on yo sofa, and i’m tryna fuck
Left you some kids, so he loadin the gun
He put that to his chin, got him ready to dump
I like to fight, but y’all like to jump 
Boy i don’t wanna gut, never double the cup
Why tf do the opps, never wanna link up

And that boy wanna act like a jerk, but he don’t want the beef, man i swear y’all could never be tough
Switch on a shotty, i might catch a body, but only because i was calling your bluff 

You done caught me on Dahmer timing, yo head in a fridge 
Found the rest of the body, yo arms and legs in a ditch
Pin that boy on the cross and we burn him dead like a witch
You ain’t never gone see that nigga again, make a wish

Niggas dumb
Like you don’t know wassup 
Like you don’t got it tucked
Like you don’t got a gun 
Like you just wasn’t talkin through the net
We comin for yo neck 
Rip this blade, we cut the flesh
I remember whatchu said 

Takes a lot to be me
Lot to be me
Lot to be me
Y’all can’t see me

GAME OVER+ #ETERNALMIX

222+555 (EEVEEBEATS, IKARISRAMPAGE & YUNGXCALAMITY)

KORPSEBIN - “LEAVE” [p. NAZGUL + WAFFARCHY]

i have had writers block for so long it’s unbelievable 
prod kakuro kun and cxnfessixn 
lyr:
walk in w 2 straps 
he said he would never lack 
but ik that was all cap

2 twin glocks know i keep a draco
lil bro got tapped like it ws hot potato
im pushin hella like it ws all NATO
diamonds on me dancin like a tornado

chasin da bag 
chasin da paper she want me to stay im nah cyl
swerve in da coupe yuh i call it red racer (2x)

walk in w 2 straps 
he said he would never lack 
but ik that was all cap

2 twin glocks know i keep a draco
lil bro got tapped like it ws hot potato
im pushin hella like it ws all NATO
diamonds on me dancin like a tornado

lil bro got took off da map eraser
hop off mah meat u is jus a hater
buggin like tweek im slick wit da laser (slick wit da laser)

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*67 yuke lungskull axxturel luci4 4jay slung sigilkore kaystrueno xhris2eazy xaviersobased islurwhenitalk majinblxxdy tiktok tik tok slowed reverb fast sped up nightcore kempachii vnmpire jewelxxet jewel xxet rachyl universe syrgn cyberia lecie swazae 2shanez sellasouls jugnino greed aghast zinoblade gemcalibur toattin zatru stevexh $tevexh archive kurxxed emeraldz bodypartz trendxxetter dying in xxtyle lilith dont leave burn in my light swampkill g2cha iluvern crystals narcissistic personality disorder

fukd it up prod kakuro kun

Been cooking some top notch heat in the kitchen.

GAME OVER+ #ETERNALMIX

$NOW (@snowthamoongod)

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