Reaper

M10 (prod. lyric)

Ga!den (prod. lyric)

Lyrics:

Ima fuckin star ya see
i can take you right with me
to a fuckin fantasy
no bitch you are not asleep
all this aint a fuckin dream
diamonds in a fuckin ring
yeah bitch i can fuckin sing
yeah bitch i can fuckin rap
we dont need no fuckin map
to travel all across the globe
swervin all up on the road
makin fuckin hella dough
baggin all these fuckin hoes
bitch thats how it fuckin goes
all my diamonds yea they froze
takin care of all my bros
really love this life i chose
i’m the the king and bitch it shows
bitch you slow
and it shows
heres a fuckin helmet hoe

Chop a motherfucker up leave his ass for dead
got one bullet to his head
finna fill that bitch w lead
shoulda made that money spread
now his face all leaking red
and his mortal shell he shed
then i take his bitch to bed
she love countin up my bread
told her gimme fuckin head
while you rottin in your shed
then i leave that bitch instead
never ever gonna wed
burn off hella tire tread
just to get the fuck away
bitch plutos where i stay
where i keep a fuckin K
and it never ever sway
come an fuck with me today
i bet my draco pretty gay
cus he wanna see you lay
right outside by the lake
on the togue where i pass
always floatin on the gas
quick lane switchin on they ass
yeah my drivings fuckin class

Ima fuckin star ya see
i can take you right with me
to a fuckin fantasy
no bitch you are not asleep
all this aint a fuckin dream
diamonds in a fuckin ring
yeah bitch i can fuckin sing
yeah bitch i can fuckin rap
we dont need no fuckin map
to travel all across the globe
swervin all up on the road
makin fuckin hella dough
baggin all these fuckin hoes
bitch thats how it fuckin goes
all my diamonds yea they froze
takin care of all my bros

FANTASY prod. Krxnxs

karma is back
the static at the start symbolises my lack of thought

run it up (prod. ???)

Breakcore But The Break Core'd

K!T (prod. lyric)

BULLYJACKET - UNEEK TYPE BEAT

mhady - #freekayflock (hh + lonzy + bendi) [djslimebxll exclusive]

Bond

VERSE I: $LICK $LOTH

Still depressed
Still misunderstood
Still popping pills, popping seals, smoking backwoods
Still smoke a swisher if you got it with you
Everybody won't me sober, but i'm not a quitter
I say the less you know the better
That west bank fire setter
$uicide dream team
It's that codeine fiend
Hell bound is what i'm deemed
Surrounded by crime scenes
Only peace that i know is sleep or be deceased
I can't call it anymore
Get more depressed when i'm on tour
Wake up in the middle of a war
Wake up wishing that i was a fucking corpse, fuck...

VERSE II: RUBY DA CHERRY

Yeah, now if we got a problem, then we got a problem
I don't give a fuck
I can't even see that far at the bottom
My cousin toxic, and i'm rotten
This ain't an option
I was opting out responsibility
Turn a new leave and get it poppin
Pull up on their fucking ass
All they do is fucking ask "can i flash you with the gas?"
And so i pull up on their ass then i ask "want to catch the gat's blast?"
It's always back to back
$uicide used to calm my depression, used to call it my progression, used to make me less upset and $uicide now causes all my depression

VERSE I: LIL NO FLASH

Sold out shows, but i don't believe in souls
So i doubt these shows are going to leave me feeling whole
A couple blunts i blow and now i'm idolized, a role model
That'll get 'em to get me to model clothes
I'd rather snort up roxy's until that dope battle rattles
Nope, i'm not about to tackle yet another problem
I'll have to put this one at the bottom
I feel like fucking sodom and gomorrah, but life is sweet
Another black petal falling down right at my fucking feet
Another flower rotten, a bouquet of efforts
Sour scents are haunting my defeat
Sold out funeral no live nation fee
Captivate 100,000 people
Still me and the reaper me
100,000 want to meet me
I hope they'll let me be

VERSE II: LIL HALF CUT

I'm able to paint a picture most people can't even see
Basquiat mixed with Monet when that heron in me
Self-critic thats speaking in cryptic
Defying the laws of physics
Let me be specific
Sadistic, mr. pessimistic
Slickity sloth the motherfucker they call the anti-christ
Used to dream of fans chanting, screaming that "$uicide!"
Now i get on Instagram and they're posting my personal life
I promise it's not what it seems
Climb up just to fall down a stream
Drag me to the river
The richer i get, the worse my liver gets
No strippers on my zipper
Still in my room
Keep it dark as i can
Remember scraping up change just for cigarettes
Immortalized $uicide
No they won't forget

VERSE I: LIL REMAINS

Yeah playa
Yeah playa
All my teeth gold
Damn playa
Damn playa
I still can't sleep though
Yeah playa
Yeah playa
I be that sheep eater
Wolf creeper but disuised as the grim reaper
Sad playa
Sad playa
I be that sad playa
Damn playa
Damn playa
Thought you was money making?
Yeah playa
Yeah playa
Don't change that i'm forsaken
Grey playa
Third razor
Laugh at you bitches hating
Yeah playa
Yeah playa
My pupils dilating
Dope shot up in my veins
I'm feeling nauseated
Law breaker
Law breaker
I'm trying to feel alive
Make sure my teeth gold when i'm filled up with formaldehyde
$uicide

VERSE II: PAPA PINE

Used to be called a bunch of things before they called me snow leopard
I froze up and shivered off the shards of cold weather with no effort
Leather belt around my throat feels so better than the rope i had before
The results are the same, but now i'm comfy when i go
I got hoes that burn their wrist with the blunt they rolled for me
And now i'm always stoned
Always home alone
In the back of the benz, i got my squad i know
But, i only see them on the road, and the rest i know just want to use you
Always want to used you
Snakes in my face, yeah, i think i'm medusa
Polo pajamas with the pockets ripped
The red, white and blue ones
That's why i'm always losing money, but don't let that confuse you because now i got a mouth full of gold, but baby i'm still a loser

I No Longer Fear The Razor 3

I NO LONGER FEAR THE RAZOR GUARDING MY HEEL (III)

underground rapper / graphic designer from indiana raising hell | I MAKE MUSIC TO SPEED TO | RETROMONEYCLIQUETILLDEATH

FANTASY prod. Krxnxs

LXVELYDEATH

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