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C H A D - INFERNO ( Ft FUNERALS SNXP) [prod BRUCELEEN]

It seems my peace will leave with no cause
Beyond they creep with their teeth and claws
Awake 
Awake
I'll lay in their ways 
To say
You can't wait 
You can't wait

And draw my blood as if I'm clean 
It's not the same, I choose what you see 

Help me
Help me 
No one can help me 
Help me

Help me
Help me
No one can help me
Help me

I'm Alive

Set to my case,
Wanna let it pop pop pop,
Face no trace when escape, pop pop pop
Fucka go froze ice, pop pop pop pop
Go straight to the fucka brain, pop pop pop
And I let the bitch freak,
And the bitch gone geek,
Need a problem from,
I don't wanna see see,

Think we just a little different,
Loved a bitch before but never missed it,
Who was I kidding, I'm one for the distance,
Don't talk at all unless it's triple digits,
Fuckas want problems till they can't fix it,
Fuckas want problems till they can't fix it,
Fuckas want problems till they can't fix it,

Bitch want smoke,
Hoe I gotchu,
Bring that same pace,
Who goin stop you,
Living fake fake bitch I spot you,
Feign for the digits I been locked too,
Selfish as fuck,
I got lists I can't cut,
I got a problem to talk,
Bitch don't bring it to us,
We don't fly with the fucks,
Know you lookin for such,
I just peep what I must,

Bitch I know it's a problem,
I ain't tryna show why I got em,
Everybody know how I drop in,
Bitch show face when he poppin,
Tryna find ways through my process,
I ain't been trippin with my progress,
I'm a bit much for the digest,
Watch them come up just to digress,

I'm crashin, feel fantastic,
Throwing hands when I get too active,
Bitches only come around for the traction,
Tryna act like I already have it,
My world my own, my tragic,
Thoughts been too much for action,
Thoughts been too much for action,

Money never came in,
Private schools never handled my patience,
Barely keepin up with the fuckin payment,
Matter of fact we ain't never had savings,
Mold on the ceiling that I'm prayin,
Too much to explain, so I vacant,
No lapse, I go back to the pavement,
Keep my life out your mouth and ya statements,

And I let the bitch freak,
And the bitch gone geek,
Need a problem from,
I don't wanna see see,
And I let the bitch freak,
And the bitch gone geek,
Need a problem from,
I don't wanna see see,

Set to my case,
Wanna let it pop pop pop,
Face no trace when escape, pop pop pop
Fucka go froze ice, pop pop pop pop
Go straight to the fucka brain, pop pop pop
Bitch want smoke,
Hoe I gotchu,
Bring that same pace,
Who goin stop you,
Living fake fake bitch I spot you,
Feign for the digits I been locked too,

Nameless,
Pussy boy ended up brainless,
Bitch too bad, too shamless,
Fuck around, make a bitch famous,
I don't wanna feel where the pain is,
I don't wanna feel where the pain is,
Nameless,
Pussy boy ended up brainless

Nameless,
Pussy boy ended up brainless,
Bitch too bad, too shamless,
Fuck around, make a bitch famous,
I don't wanna feel where the pain is,
I don't wanna feel where the pain is,
Nameless,
Pussy boy ended up brainless


Dirty Talk (Prod. by Red Rxxm & Biv)

CANNOT STOP (PROD. @HEYNIBBY)

feeling silly silly aint been really willing 
for a lilly lilly wont give her achilles 
need a milly milly so the river filling 
breed my billing billing so the liver spilling 
shop pop it flopping vamp in zone 
rocket lock in shock lamp in bones 
burned my burned my brain chromosomes 
cant find cant find my way back home 
ambient seroquel imma fight off the sleep your belittling is cute spreading bruise for a fee
magnify where it hides then its back to the sheep 
slowly steep in the tea electric shock chicken beaks

charred lamb w/ biv + ripkarter [prod. hxlx + frosttt]

day after day (prod. richmnkey)

TOMORROW

IMAGINARY BANDS

TAKE THEIR HEADS!

MIKE AND IKE (FT. CHAUNCEY) (PROD. SOLSA)

HUMAN RACE (FT. BMG/LIL DARKIE) (PROD. CAUTION)

HOP FUCK
HOP IN GET FUCKED 
HOP IN FUCK
GET GET GET 
HOP IN GET FUCKED
HOP IN GET FUCKED
HOP IN GET FUCKED 
HOP IN GET FUCKED

HOPPIN IN N OUT THE CAR BECAUSE IM MOVING LIKE THAT
AND IF YOU WANNA ACT TOUGH I GOT THIS GAT IN MY JACKET
1 2 3 4 MY NECK LOOK LIKE FLAMINGO
1 2 3 4 POP A SHOT AND SAY BINGO
HOPPIN IN N OUT THE CAR BECAUSE IM MOVING LIKE THAT
AND IF YOU WANNA ACT TOUGH I GOT THIS GAT IN MY JACKET
1 2 3 4 MY NECK LOOK LIKE FLAMINGO
1 2 3 4 POP A SHOT AND SAY BINGO

HALF AND HALF ONE WHITE ONE BLACK 
(BOTH WORLDS)
RUNNIN ROUND WITH A SHAWTY TIED UP IN THE BACK (IN THE TRUNK)
OH BITCH I MIGHT SNAP
(I MIGHT SNAP ON YOU) 
BITCH WATCH HOW I ATTACK 

GOT A PILLOW ON THE MUZZLE I MIGHT SNOOZE WHEN I SHOOT
SPAS 12 THROUGH YO ROOF
GOT A PILLOW ON THE MUZZLE I MIGHT SNOOZE WHEN I SHOOT 
SPAS BLOW THROUGH YO ROOF

SHAWTY WANNA EAT MY ASS GOT HER JUMPIN IN THE JUNK
GOT HER JUMPIN IN THE JUNK
SHAWTY WANNA EAT MY ASS GOT HER JUMPIN IN THE JUNK
I GOT HER JUMPIN IN THE JUNK

I GOT HER JUMPIN IN THE JUNK
JUMPIN IN THE JUNK
I GOT HER JUMPIN IN THE JUNK
JUMPIN IN THE JUNK
I GOT HER JUMPIN IN THE JUNK
JUMPIN IN THE JUNK
I GOT HER JUMPIN IN THE JUNK
JUMPIN IN THE JUNK

*DNFJAY SHITTING*

JUMPIN IN THE JUNK (PROD. DLTZK)

WE FIGHTIN IN THE DRIVEWAY THEY CAN 
WAIT A MINUTE 
ILL COOK YOUR BODY SIDEWAYS 
AND STOMP YOU WHEN IM FINISHED 
BUST A KNUCKLE 
SHUT THE FRONT ROW DOWN
BLACK BOOTS ON YOUR SKULL 
I STOMP YOU OUT

(SUCK MY FAT DICK)
I SHUT THE VENUE DOWN
(IM SORRY THAT I KILLED YA FRIEND)
STOMP YOU OUT 
(SUCK MY FUCKIN DICK AGAIN)
I SHUT THE VENUE DOWN
(IM SORRY THAT I KILLED YA FRIEND)
STOMP YOU OUT

CHEMICAL HEAD 
IM IN DENIAL I RECONCILE
MECHIACLE BREAD
LIKE HARRY STYLES 
I FUCK YOUR BITCH TILL THE 
PUSSY GET RED 
I 360 NO SCOPE
NOW WE SCREAMIN GET REKT

REKT BEST TO COME CORRECT 
IN THIS PLACE WHERE 
EVERYBODY DEAD
IN THIS WASTELAND

GRAB A SKENG AND PROTEST FUCKA
WASTELAND
GRAB A SKENG AND PROTEST FUCKA 
WASTELAND
GRAB A SKENG AND PROTEST FUCKA

MY BODY HURTS 
FROM THE SHOTTIE BODY BURST 
MY BODY HURTS 
FROM THE SHOTTIE BODY BURST

*NOISES*

I SHUT THE VENUE DOWN
(IM SORRY THAT I KILLED YA FRIEND)
STOMP YOU OUT 
(SUCK MY FUCKIN DICK AGAIN)
I SHUT THE VENUE DOWN
(IM SORRY THAT I KILLED YA FRIEND)
STOMP YOU OUT

PUSSY POP WHEN IT FALL DOWN
PUSH POP IN THE WRONG TOWN
RING AROUND THE ROSY RUN ROUND
RUN RUN RUNNA RUN
PLAY GUNS FOR THE FUN
RUN RUN FROM THE GUN 
WHEN IT MAKE NOISE ITS SO FUN
RUN RUN WIT A GUN

WE FIGHTIN IN THE DRIVEWAY THEY CAN 
WAIT A MINUTE 
ILL COOK YOUR BODY SIDEWAYS 
AND STOMP YOU WHEN IM FINISHED 
BUST A KNUCKLE 
SHUT THE FRONT ROW DOWN
BLACK BOOTS ON YOUR SKULL 
I STOMP YOU OUT

*tommy ant chris and afourteen screaming*

AND MY CHEST HURTS FROM ALL THE 
SPRAY PAINT
AND IMMA CHEMICAL HEAD 
GOT MY BRAIN SAFE SPACE BRAIN LACED UH
AND MY CHEST HURTS FROM ALL THE SPRAY PAINT 
AND IMMA CHEMICAL HEAD CUZ MY HEAD HURTS UH

AND MY HEAD DONT WORK WELL ANYMORE GOT TOO MANY CHEMICALS IN IT 
KILL YOU IF YOU GET CLOSE COOKIN METH IN THE KITCHEN OKAY

CHEMICAL BRAIN IM OUT MY MEMBRANE 
CHEMICAL BRAIN AND IM GOING INSANE 

IM JACKIN OFF IN THE NURSES OFFICE 
IM FUCKING OFF IT HA
MY CHEST HURT FROM THE SPRAYPAINT
GOT ME TO COUGH IT UP
SAME BITCH ITS A DIFFERENT DAY 
MY FINGAS DOWN IN THE BUTT
NO STUNT DOUBLE MY BRAIN DOUBLE
WHEN IM OFF OF THE STUFF

KILL YOURSELF FAGGOT
THE MAGGOTS CRAWLIN OUT THE SPEAKERS 
WHEN YOU DOWN CAPPIN
HAHAHAH
IM DOWN RIGHT BRAGGIN
EVERYBODY WANNA CAP IT
WHEN IM OUT CAPPIN 
CUZ IM AT THE TOP

AND MY CHEST HURTS FROM ALL THE 
SPRAYPAINT
CUZ IMMA CHEMICAL BABY
MY CHEST HURTS FROM ALL THE
SPRAYPAINT
IMMA CHEMICAL BRAIN AND MY HEAD HURTS 

CHEMICAL BRAIN 
ASYLUM 
CHEMICAL BRAIN 
ASYLUM
CHEMICAL BRAIN 
ASYLUM
CHEMICAL BRAIN 
ASYLUM

CHEMICAL HEAD (PROD. TRIPLESIXDELETE)

COCK N BALL TORTURE VERSION 1 

*LIL DARKIE*

I MIGHT RIP YOUR FACE OFF YOUR SKULL LIL NIGGA 
IT AINT SHIT TO GET YOU FUCKED UP 
IF HE ACTIN LIKE A FEMALE 
SO HE BAIL NOT I 
AND IF I SEE YOU IN THE STREET WELL GO FADE BITCH WADDUP
THE SKY CLOSIN UP
FUCK YOU AND FUCK EVERYONE YOU LOVE NIGGA
YOU GET STOMPED OUT BY A WHOLE CREW 
FINNA STOMP YOU 

TAKE THAT NIGGA
HIT YOU IN THE FACE THAT NIGGA
I JUST GOT A FACE TAT NIGGA 
BET YOU CANT EVADE THAT NIGGA 
NOW I GOTTA PLAY THAT NIGGA 
WHY YOU GOTTA SAY THAT NIGGA
I KEEP YOUR FAMILY LEAVE EM IN DIRT 
ILL PUT YOUR HOMIE IN FRONT OF MY SHIRT 
I KEEP ON TOP OF YOU COVER YOU HURT 

*AFOURTEEN*

I GOT A TEMPER TO BLOW
I GOT A TEMPER TO BLOW 
WHY YOU STILL HATIN YOU FAT AND YOU BROKE 
YOU TEND TO DO THIS YOU AINT DOIN THE MOST 
HELLA ACTIN STUPID WHEN YOU TALK FOR THE BROS
SOMEBODY GO PASS HIM SOME TOAST 
IM FEELIN THE HATE SPEWIN OUTTA MY THROAT 
THERES NOT MORE TO GO DO WHEN IM LOOSING CONTROL

HATE RADIATE FROM MY SKULL
PULL THE TRIGGER 
MARCHIN AROUND WIT A POLE 
LIKE MILITIA 

WHY YOU ACTIN SO CRAZY BLOW IT OUT PROPORTION
WE DONT GIVE A FUCK ABOUT JUST WHAT THE WHORE DID
CHECK YOURSELF 
RUNNIN ROUND WINDOWS DOWN FINNA RECK YOURSELF 

IM SPITTIN HATE OFF THE DOME 
FINNA CUT HIM SOME SLACK
HE DONT KNOW WHO HE BARKIN AT 
BETTER LEARN TO RUN FAST WHEN THE DOGS ATTACK
FUCK A RESPIRATOR GIVE HIM HEART ATTACK
OH THEY FED HIM TOO MUCH NOW HE TALKIN OUT HIS ASS 
RUN IT RUN IT BACK 
RUN IT RUN IT BACK

*BLCKK*

I CAUSE A PROBLEM AND THATS CAUSE I WANNA
SHUT THE FUCK UP IMA SHOOT UP NIRVANA
YE YE YE
I WANT BLOOD ON FUCKING EVERYTHING
YE YE YE YE 
WHERE THE FUCK YA FUCKING BODIES BEEN YEAH
WHERE THE SHOTS AT? YEAH
PAINT IT ALL BLACK

WHERE THE FUCK HE RAN NOW
HE DEAD NOW 
PUSSY WHERE THE FUCK THE CLIPS AT
EMPTY EM OUT
PUSSY IMA GET MY SHIT BACK
AND BUY CRACK 
JUST TO FLIP A FUCKING WHOLE POUND
FOR MORE CASH

YEAH
I AINT DEAD YET
BUT I COULD DREAM MOTHERFUCKER GET THE STAGE SET YEAH
YOU STILL AINT PAID YET
I GUESS YOU MISSED ME PUSSY BITCH IM ON MY WAY BET
I AINT DEAD YET
BUT I COULD DREAM MOTHERFUCKER GET THE STAGE SET YEAH
YOU STILL AINT PAID YET
I GUESS YOU MISSED ME PUSSY BITCH IM ON MY WAY BET

*AFOURTEEN*

I AINT DEAD YET BUT I CAN BREATHE MUFUCKA GET THE SAME STRAP
INNA GREEN VEST YOU BETTER SHOOT RIGHT IN-BETWEEN JUST WHERE MY EYES AT 

YOU A FUNNY FELLA 
RUN DOWN ON ME I TURN YOU BITCHES TO THE HELLEN KELLER 
YEAH IM SO FED UP 
CHOPPA RAININ DOWN BULLETS YOU NEED AN UMBRELLA 

SO INDECISIVE 
RUN ON THE FUCKER BETTER KNOW IMMA FIGHT HIM
THINK HE BIG TILL I POUNCE ON HIM
TWENTY BULLETS ON ME PUTTIN ROUNDS IN HIM
HIT THAT BOY STRAIGHT CLEAN WITH THE POUND SYNDROME 
THIRTY BODIES ON ME GO AND DROWN WIT EM 

I CANT MAKE THIS SHIT UP 
TWENTY CLIPS AND MY BULLETS 
THEY HOLLOW HAVE FUN 
MAN ILL GIVE YOU THE TIME THAT IT TAKES TO GO PUT ON MY MASK TO GO RUN
WHEN THEY SEE ALL THE RED IN MY EYES YEAH THEY KNOW ITS A MASSACRE SON

MAN I DID WHAT I HAD TO GO DO TO GET DONE NOW 
YOU GONE SIT YOU DONT BITCH OR YOU GONE HEAR THAT GUN SOUND
SO HE SNITCH HE A BITCH LIKE 6IX9INE HE GET FUCKED NOW 
ON HIS SHIT HE BE LIKE WELL TO BAD NEVER HEARD THAT 
PUT HIS TEETH ON THE GROUND STOMP HIM OUT CUASE HE DUMB WHACK 
EVERYTHING THAT HE TRYIN TO DO BITCH I DONE THAT 

*LIL DARKIE AFOURTEEN*

I MIGHT RIP YOUR FACE OFF YOUR SKULL LIL NIGGA 
IT AINT SHIT TO GET YOU FUCKED UP 
IF HE ACTIN LIKE A FEMALE 
SO HE BAIL NOT I 
AND IF I SEE YOU IN THE STREET WELL GO FADE BITCH WADDUP
THE SKY CLOSIN UP
FUCK YOU AND FUCK EVERYONE YOU LOVE NIGGA
YOU GET STOMPED OUT BY A WHOLE CREW 
FINNA STOMP YOU 

TAKE THAT NIGGA
HIT YOU IN THE FACE THAT NIGGA
I JUST GOT A FACE TAT NIGGA 
BET YOU CANT EVADE THAT NIGGA 
NOW I GOTTA PLAY THAT NIGGA 
WHY YOU GOTTA SAY THAT NIGGA
I KEEP YOUR FAMILY LEAVE EM IN DIRT 
ILL PUT YOUR HOMIE IN FRONT OF MY SHIRT 
I KEEP ON TOP OF YOU COVER YOU HURT

COCK N BALL TORTURE VERSION 1 (FT. LIL DARKIE/ BLCKK) (PROD. TRIPLESIXDELETE)

DREAR - IDGAF

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