Prod. mercykill

Lyrics:
I been faded got my payments all my pockets full of gold
Bitch ain't waiting for nobody I'm just playin' till they fold
5.56 how far they go? I spent about a rack on poles
I'm just chillin' in my room, I'm dancin' silly with the Ghost
I been faded with my payments all my pockets got pre-rolls
I ain't waiting for nobody I'm just chasin' all my goals,
5.56 how far they go? I hit yo brain and split the skull
All these problems that you talk about ain't shit compared to most

I ain't done with it, Shotty, got the pump extended
Shawty bitch go head and finish
Suck it up and mind yo business
Party Crashin', funny maggot
All these drugs, I love my habits
Smokin' Blunts how my time passin'
Windows tinted whip from rappin'
Talk my shit I got to have it
Wait,
All this body baggin', blood be splashin', trigger finger fucking up my fun
Ion do that shit I'm simple with the silencer my guns
Bitch don't worry bout my funds, bitch don't worry we'll have fun (fun, fun, fun, fun, fun fun fun fun)

I been faded with my payments all my pockets full of gold
Bitch ain't waiting on nobody I'm just Chillin' till they fold
5.56 how far they go? I spent about a rack on poles
I been chillin' in my room, I'm dancin' silly so composed
I been faded with my payments all my pockets got pre-rolls
I ain't waiting for nobody I'm just chasin' all my goals
5.56 how far they go? I hit yo brain and split the skull
All these problems that you talk about ain't shit compared to most

Scurry in the night, rob the whip and chop it up
Heard you talk tough but in person soften up
Big boy chillin' on the surface cough it up
Nothin' to the bitch, he a snitch, oh my god make me sick
I was in the trenches with you we was hoppin' fences
I'm tryna make a move to get the money, stack the digits
I'm walkin' through the woods at midnight bitch I'm really with it
All this shit you say ain't adding up so Ima finish ♪

I been faded got my payments all my pockets full of gold
Bitch ain't waiting for nobody I'm just playin' till they fold
5.56 how far they go? I spent about a rack on poles
I'm just chillin' in my room, I'm dancin' silly with the Ghost
I been faded with my payments all my pockets got pre-rolls
I ain't waiting for nobody I'm just chasin' all my goals,
5.56 how far they go? I hit yo brain and split the skull
All these problems that you talk about ain't shit compared to most ♪

Grip the Chrome

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Prod @wizurd , @gullyspit & scizzy
mix/master lord gasp
_________

I carry y’all on my back
Lemme summon a fuck ima give to you rats 
Did you forget bout your dad
Twenty something yet so many born from my sack

Ok i’m in 
Piling up the bodies
The breeze cold 
Send me shivers, let the pinnacle freeze
Ok i’m in
I just got a edgy degree, rapping bout some fantasies
Like killing a priest

Rip the nerves out of his shell
Eviscerate a bitch
Pull up , whip a pistol 
Raise your tone, you go down 
Don’t peep behind yo back
I be disemboweling victims
Pull up with a missile, blow ur town 
Fuck these clown bitches

iI carry y’all on my back
Lemme summon a fuck ima give to you rats
God i can’t relax
Stuck till the world collapse

Keep a blade down in my ksubis why my pants hang low
Pipe down stupid mortal or your ass get folded 
With eyes made for agonizing, i’m slicing the inner thigh 
Why you looking white, lemme end your life
Stains the color ruby on my all black clothes
Brain splatters like in movies ima crush them bones
With eyes made for agonizing, i’m slicing the inner thigh 
Why you looking white, lemme end your life

Bear a hole deep in the torso
Tiptoe on a thin rope
Searching for a feeling, can’t let go the damn dope
Penrose stairs, walking my rickies on ten toes
Still feeling dizzy, but fuck it im free like femto

Ok i’m in 
Piling up the bodies
The breeze cold 
Send me shivers, let the pinnacle freeze
Ok im in
I just got a edgy degree, rapping bout some fantasies
Like killing a priest
Ok i’m in 
Ok i’m in 
Ok i’m in

Gooey

VISUALIZER

DRXFT W/ MERCYKILL (Prod. XELISHURT & MERCYKILL)

shit gets weird

ft.
https://soundcloud.com/fenrirprod
https://soundcloud.com/kill_dyll

prod.
https://soundcloud.com/akvri
https://soundcloud.com/backoffjames

art.
https://soundcloud.com/c3of

lyrics:
Head smashed on the concrete 
Red casing 
I cant feel my own heartbeat 
Lead Tracing 
Its a blood pact 
Got a fat stack 
Imma run it back like its mad max

waste of my time like a disney land ride
paint my car with a hundred little spots
face full of guilt let the running man rot
paint my walls with a hundred little clots

i take a look around the place
you just a slug in aerospace
another head inside my database
you write yo lines in uppercase
a faggot on the internet
i swear to god he's intimate
can barely list the alphabet
and they're you're biggest silhouette

my entire body's itching
im loosing all my feeling
my mental's going missing
and everyone's against me
saddle bout a midi once the philli boy roll
sadness on her grin once a face won't roll
never find a pie but the bitch find gold
tickle that body wit another one sold

Coven ft. Fenrir & Kill Dyll (prod. akvri & killjames)

Out now on all platforms

IG: 
 @wtfdelirium
@gashvm

Use my bandwidth to make my bands big
I speak in bags bitch
You famished cant understand it
A different language
No baggage I cut it off and turn it into ashes
Your pockets never eat because you average
I make my pockets mammoth
Claiming you a bad bitch
I see that you ratchet
All my brothers savage
Swinging with a hatchet
They necks that I cant miss
Bitch I got that pack hold the weight call me atlas
Rollin with my dogs (woof woof) off the leash bitch I'm loose
I'm a diamond in the rough (bling bling) other rappers is the proof
Chip up on my shoulder (on my what?) bitch I got shit to prove
If any motherfucker getting in my way they getting moved
Bitch I'm done with the talking that's dead men walking
I see copy after copy all these clones steady barking
I'm just starting and I see the vultures hiding in the shadows
When I pull up with the metal hear his back bone rattle
You a bitch you a pussy you a rat you a mouse
All a sudden Hella quiet with the weapon to his mouth
If somebody wanna try me make the blade get aroused
Imma hit that three pointer when his skull get bounced

She said she wanna fuck with me because I got bands
She gobble up my dick without her mother fucking hands
I'm riding round with killers aboutta pull up on your man
And I could never wife a bitch she aboutta mess up all my plans
You a bitch in the making
Rolling round the city like a god
Leave them shaking
Vacant
All you pussy's faking it's blatant
You'll always stay a bitch if you keep being complacent
Wassup
Pull up with a 100 bad bitches in the cut
She begging me to break her fucking back in the truck
She gonna swallow all my fucking kids like a slut
Yea
You a pussy that's it
You girl was telling me you ain't a boss like this
If you pull up better shoot
Guarantee you'll fucking miss
Goth bitch big tits wanna swallow all my piss
Ugh

MAMMOTH FT. GASHUM (PROD. ANXIOLYTIC)

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K.V.N//7Ł - FUCK THE WORLD (PROD. SKOTSKR) *OG VERSION*

Ig:
the one and only @missingfactxr
featuring/artwork: @spiiral_
produced by @rulz.on

Factxr:

Lets keep it a buck!
Factxr is that typa of motherfucker
That is gonna fuckin slaughter
Every single bitchmade, in the cut

Ain’t nobody fuck with you or your gang
And instead I prefer to run my shit up

I love the scent of that violence
dippin when we hear them sirens yeah
My murder rate grow alarmin
Sorry bitch i dont say sorry

dont care bout what you heard
Better go back down, to your herd
Hand me a glock, i go berserk
We gon put you down inside the dirt

Let them rest in peace,
If they sleep on me
Wait theres more to see
My blade defines lethality
I got that rage inside of me

I give them lobotomies
So harsh, my verse gives calluses
take a sip from my chalice
Sit in the throne of my palace

they in the need to see doctors
When i am handeling choppers
My checks, they never lack commas
Im blowin up like Osama

I write my shit cause i stutter
Im movin so slick like butter
No competition, they suckers
I bend the rules like they rubber

I got that blade, i keep it tucked it
Im taking hits till im coughing
What they know, based on assumptions
They all want smoke, but no cancer

Spiiral:

put aside your forgotten means
got no time for lobotomies
i’ve been doing reconnaissance
and there’s nothing inside of me

been unlucky as of lately
feeling so hazy
black cat crazy
yuh, ay

put the foot to the floor
watch out now i’m hitting the dash
don’t hang round me, leave silently
no cos you’ll never last

going too fast, amphetamine
feel it deep down there’s hell in me
reaper watching, too loco
now this is my epitaph

locked deep down in the grave won’t find me
ouija boards out, but the dead walk blindly
souls exposed to the light, unkindly
in the quicksand, you’ll stay untimely

demise i relight this war
bones so cold, sub-zero finish him
decline i feel like i’m lost
saboteurs slow me down like ratilin yuh

SPOTiFY

DIRT. w/ SPIIRAL (p. RULZ ON)

feat. @fenrirprod and prod. by @akvri

lyrics:

FUCKING UP THE OUTCOME AND I'M STILL COMING IN FIRST
FUCK ALL THE NOISE IMMA PUT EM IN HERSE
HUMAN OR A BEAST, THE HOLY BLADE WILL MAKE IT WORSE
SHOOTING OFF HIS NECK ALL THESE HUNTERS FUCKING CURSED 

THE LAMPS OF THE NIGHT, PUT SOME LIGHT IN MY SOUL
WHY DO WE GOTTA KILL IF WE ALWAYS WANT SOME MORE
RISE FROM THE GRAVE IMMA SHOOT EM WITH THE K
7.62 BULLETS IN ITS FUCKING FACE 

I WATCH THE BODIES STACK THE NIGHT, WHEN I’M STUCK IN A DREAM
OVER AND OVER I DIE AND WONDER WHAT IT MEANS
STUCK BETWEEN WHAT WAS AND WHAT THE FUCK IT COULD’VE BEEN
CUTTING UP THE FLESH AND WONDER WHAT MORE COULD I BRING 

R1 SLASH SLASH, ION NEED NO DASH
EVEN IN THE CHURCH, THE FIRE OF THE PAPER THEY’LL CRASH
FUCK WE TAKIN OUT THE TRASH CROW 
STOMPIN ON THEIR FACE TILL THEIR HEAD BLOW 

DRESSED UP LIKE A FUCKIN CROW, WITH EVERY ECHO, NEED SOME MORE
CAUSE IMMA SHOW THESE FUCKIN PUSSIES STH THEY AIN’T SEEN BEFORE
THEY WANT ME DEAD AND FUCKING GONE, IMMA MAKE THEM ALL REMEMBER 
THAT NO MATTER WHAT I DO THEY'LL NEVER GET ME TO SURRENDER

CAUSE THESE MOTHERFUCKERS KEEP ON RUNNIN ON THEY FUCKIN MOUTH
I DONT TAKE NONE THE ADVICE, KILL THE PREY, WHAT'S THIS ABOUT?
UP IN THE CATHEDRAL TRYNA FIND MY WAY TO SANITY
BUT I BEGIN TO REALIZE IT WILL COST ME MY HUMANITY

BREAKING THEIR NECK FEEL MY BLOODLUST 
FILLING SOME VIALS ITS WHAT THE BLOOD COST
FILL MY VEINS WITH THE GODS AND THEIR AURAS 
THE OATH OF THE DAMNED AS THEY DEPLORE US 

HUNG FROM GALLOWS LET THE SHADOWS COME 
A CITY CLOAKING MADNESS AND AN ORPHAN 
SPITTING IN THE FACE OF THE SCHOLARS 
THE BLOOD ON THEIR HANDS GOT NO COLORS

DIRT. w/ SPIIRAL (p. RULZ ON)

MISSINGFACTXR