HOAX X BAKRI11 - KILLA ON THE LOOSE

GOOSEBUMPS w/ ILLUSIONLUNA

MARS BARS (prod. by NXMADIC)

BABYKRUEGER - 1AM (PROD. BM11)

vLucifers: (PILLZALL4ME)

Snort another pill I can’t feel my face no more 
I don’t want to feel this way keep me on the shore
Wash away the pain I’ll be floating as a corpse  
Call my phone again I can’t answer on the floor 
These pills up in my head 
Just take me to my bed
No matter what I said 
I will meet my end 

Don’t pretend 
The fans are always on my head 
I cannot fend 
My tracks are what is fucking left 

I hope I plead 
I hope to leave up off this earth 
I know I bleed 
I know that you will want to see 

Want to see me dead
On the street
Or in the deep 

I am not complete 
Nor will I be 
I don’t miss a beat 

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vCherrysoho: (NIGHTSANXI3TY)

I’ll be the nights anxiety
I’ll be the one who keeps clear

I want da novelties to to be near
I’ll manifest all these fuckin dreams

So come down bury me in ice we’ll see
Take a blank take a picture and burn it

I want to know where the perfect place is
Because this life isn’t working out 
For my ass

Take the flag I hate 
Im off the xans I want shoot it off
In the cannon 
Like racist use to do back then

Take this land and claim it as my own you’ll see
Dont need no honey pack to fuck a fucking bitch hoe

All on my dick
All these murder vices sick
Hammer of dawn 
I’m the demon coming out of 830


I’ll be the one that disappear
When the blue skies turn all black

It Wasn't Supposed To Go Down Like This..

NIGHTMARE [PROD. RO$ETTA]

LET 'EM HAVE IT

https://youtu.be/m8EiOp_i9y0?si=vaOBfwF4MkJ2sUlt

PINE TREES [Prod. NEKK] *VIDEO IN DESCRIPTION*

Dog Pound [Prod. Jake Ohm]

I'm too cold
My pistol froze
The bullet slow
Whenever it rains
The clouds are low
I feel invincible
The earth
The dirt
The worms
They feed my soul
Now im just cursed
I feel no hurt
I feel rebirth

Blood is flowing from the gutters
It's me there is no other
The devil and my brother's
Smell of hell?
It fucking smothers
I guess it is no wonder
I wonder if my mother thinks of me
As I descend into leather
This De Ville is getting wetter
Guess I better check the weather
Gas and Dot and The Pretender
The collector of my tender soul
Surrender all I got
Cause I wanted to be better
I swear never thought end up in this seat with the devil

I'm too cold
My pistol froze
The bullet slow
Whenever it rains
The clouds are low
I feel invincible
The earth
The dirt
The worms
They feed my soul
Now im just cursed
I feel no hurt
I feel rebirth

Fillin my lungs with all his smoke
Gritting my teeth the haze is thick
Fuckin' with Yung Lu
Practice sin
Picking up bitches ya she wanna suck my dick
I wonder if mama proud of the man I became
Devil in De Ville
Chrome spoke
20 inch ride
1 road
Burning all the way to hell
Been dead already
Promise I will meet you there
Reaper don't break character
No faux
Sign away a part of my life every time I go
Noose around my neck
It's like a chain
A statement telling me you hate me
Every second feeling closer to the great lake
Flames blazing from the hood
Marking my name in blood
Death stood still
As I turn to soot

I'm too cold
My pistol froze
The bullet slow
Whenever it rains
The clouds are low
I feel invincible
The earth
The dirt
The worms
They feed my soul
Now im just cursed
I feel no hurt
I feel rebirth

The Reapers Passengers

Prototype [prod.$ithLord]

Run it back 
Swing that blade 
Smoke a sack 
Where you lay
Take a piss 
On yo grave 
I want fire 
I want rage 

Masked up 
With a loaded clip 
Sawed off 
Shotty that’ll 
Make yo ass flip 
Smoking on purp 
Got me high than a bitch 
Backwoods rolled 
I ain’t passing shit

Prototype you can call me Kawaki
Kill at night, nobody gone stop me 
Nick at night while your girlfriend top me 
Aim down sights, 360 so sloppy 

Vintage like genesis 
Consciousness raising it 
Unsheathe my blade 
Meet yo neck 
With the severance 
These bitches reverent 
Pimping so elegant 
Yung $ithLord 
Master all the elements 

Battle meditation 
Unleash all my hatred 
Curb stomp a punk bitch 
Smash yo fuckin face in 

444 when I hit the scene 
War, war, war 
Rip out ya spleen 
Dead men talk 
Don’t back up a thing 
Pussies want more 
Tore up the scene 

Knights of the Ren 
Ima slice up yo friend 
My minds a weapon 
Let the darkness in 
Enlightened mage 
Sacrifice you today 
I’m out my mind 
Wipe existence 
With rage

A $ITHGANG PRODUCTION

Prototype

Fuck you
Crypt keeper rises out the corn.

MARS BARS (prod. by NXMADIC)

Mar$DaReaper

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