SirTripleSix - Phonky Fresh (Prod. DeadRetire)

August 25th 2021


My blade stay scintillating, Waiting 
For a fuck nigga who hating 
I don’t wanna have to kick the gate in
pull up to his house And scream fuck satan 
See Where would I be without the rain, Insane 
Sprawled out with no brain, In pain 
remembering my day
Morals
Yours and mine aint the same 
Fuck you and what the fuck you think
“watch out here he comes” ain’t my name 
I’m just here just to bring the pain
The steel that I’m rocking could never get a stain 
See I’m slashing and dashing quick to bring the cash in
Tip toeing through the madness 
Yeah Put him on a stake before he double take
Bitch Don’t ever come to the badlands 
She think I’m awesome 
I ain’t awesome 
I’m awful
Bitch I’m the problem 
Ed kemper 
With a shorter temper 
Jump shot body parts straight in the hamper
You Nothing but the food
Catching up to you 
You ain’t gone shit
Im creeping in ya house 
Got a blade for ya mouth 
I do it for myself 
You Bitch

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Second Sight (Prod. Ryan C)

Don't Touch My Jesus Piece

[LYRICS]
live fast, die young 
sipping, we don’t know a thing 
smoking on that gas
do a hunned on the freeway
call my brother up
tell ‘em we gon get this guap mane
swisher in my lungs 
mental health, i cannot maintain

and i’m still feeling empty 
cannot find a fucking remedy 
all the shit you ever said to me 
been playing in my head on repeat

sorry girl i know that i ghosted and i never talked
but i don’t see myself in love, i see a fucking ghost 
a dead man walking on my fucking tippy toes
so i don’t wake the sleeping giant that be in my dome

my fucking head is filled with parasites they want my soul
they want my love, they want my money and my fucking dope 
but i ain’t ever let that shit get to me, fuck no
see i just sit back in my chair and puff that buddha smoke

i’m gone 
off this planet 
make way cuz i’m about to land in
shit i’m stoned
i’m feeling faded 
marijuana to my lungs, i’m jaded

i’m all alone 
and medicated
i’m super high and super anxious
i’m feeling cold 
and frustrated
i let that shit turn into hatred 
fuck all you hoes 

live fast, die young 
sipping, we don’t know a thing 
smoking on that gas
do a hunned on the freeway
call my brother up
tell ‘em we gon get this guap mane
swisher in my lungs 
mental health, i cannot maintain

and i’m still feeling empty 
cannot find a fucking remedy 
all the shit you ever said to me 
been playing in my head on repeat

BURDEN

Void

TACET & REN THE THIRD
PROD BY TACET
T & 3 
BIG EVIL AND BIG ZILLA 
WAR GAMES TOUR BEGINS FEB 1

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MVF1V (WOADIE REMIX) feat. TRAP DYLAN

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— SUNKIST SHAWTY —

hatred and malice runnin thru my veins 
enter the madhouse nothing will remain 
straight the south 
pussy boy run that mouth
got my dick in ya spouse 
stay the fuck yo lane 
from the land of the worthless
i search for my purpose 
i’ve fallen from grace 
im the son of a serpent
yo whole clique is wack 
dump the clip out the mac 
ak tucked in the back
as it all fades to black 
laugh to the bank mane i count up my money  
bitch on my dick and she bounce like a bunny 
left hook his shit got his nose all bloody
it’s illusionlunashawty hoe you talkin to me funny?
don’t know ya bitch but she heard of the set 
fuck with my team have you on ya last breath 
talking that talk i ain’t even break a sweat
fuck everyone it’s madhouse to the death  

— WOCK JOHNSON —

I gotta question
who gonna run up on me who wanna die
the bed is there when your deceased
if you got some problems wit me
dont fw leafs glock hit yo flesh and yo teeth
i smell the fear bitch you reek
tired of keeping the peace
fire up and smoke up for me 
the dose getting higher
im wit the house at the top like we know
you niggas all selling yo souls fuck up 
yo fate put yo name in my notes
im feeling the energy close
walk in wit the pole
i bought it in chrome im taking ya hoe 
walk into yo home
we know what we know
put blood let it stain up yo clothes
smoke on yo dead in da cold 

— KUSHSKYWALKER —

I’m tired of this fucking shit it’s time to let it out hoe
They think that they with the shits but don’t know that I’m psycho
Came up from the funk, I’ll leave you dead up on arrival 
Dirty oaks is where I flipped them zips and got my title

Aiming for the top but we still got a couple miles
Mask stays on, when I’m killing just like Micheal
Slice yo head off then I’m breaking up your spinal
Madhouse coming thru, we squaded up like Marvel Rivals

Cruising thru the city lights
Fuck around we’ll start a fight
Test that shit and end your life
You just another homicide 
Cruising thru the city lights
Fuck around we’ll start a fight
Test that shit and end your life
You just another homicide 

Smoking on dat gas got me higher than a satellite
Glock nineteen got me contemplating suicide
Madhouse up now we finna start a genocide
Madhouse up now we finna start a genocide

Rōnin

Mystical Slug