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song makes me want to prepare to do crimes

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ALL PLATFORMS

JASON W/ PROMPTO X XELISHURT (PROD. OAKERDIDIT)

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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Lyrics: 

Late, late for a very important date(x4) 

Bitch don’t get it confused, we might be insane but we ain’t no Looney Tunes. Four lines down, hitting the town. Strapped with a body vest don’t fuck around. 

Bitch I can never vacate. Always be losing on my mental state. Always be nauseous, off with her head I’m just Cautious. Sorry Alice you can’t stop this. 

Bitch I be rocking a KND cuz I am numero Uno. All the voices in my head try to be telling me that I can rock ya shit solo. Just try to keep it calm keeping it grounded focus and try to stay mellow. I just cannot pretend, not who I am, the rabbit turn me to a psycho

Bitch I pull my duos Tweedledee and twiddle dumb. Bitch I might look goofy but I’ll beat you til I’m numb. Sanity depleting by the sound of that drum.

WE ARE NOT DONE, R4BBIT HOLE JUST BEGUN!!! 

Bitch I’m late (x2) for a very important date. Rip your head off your shoulders as I put it on my plate. Bitch I’m sipping tea right in your hood so boi what’s fucking good. It’s just sad to see that R4BBIT was just misunderstood. 

We’re all mad her

We’re All Mad Here(prod.dumbchild)

OUTCAST BLOCK X HURT
prod.vaniuusa
@daegho
@nikkonrg
@xelishurt

KILL EM BODY  FT. Daegho, NIKKO & Xelishurt

Any Last Words ?

Any Last Words ? (w DELIRIUM)

VE!NS Feat. MVRTYR (Prod.silence)

prod.Kiraw 
Artwork : @MVRTYR

*Lyrics*

(NIKKO)
Ain't no such thing as love
Hearts a bottomless pit
You dying the 6th
And tonight is the 5th
Watch what's out your mouth
Or I'm letting it spit
Yuh grim reap
On the side of my hip
Straight smoking a cig waiting for me to rip
Size of my dick
Every pussy got grip

(K.V.N)
Yuh yuh
Every pussy got lip
How the fuck I'm only 22 I ain't quit
How the fuck you looking at me jealous
You a bitch
Worry bout another motherfucker
Ride dick
(Aye) I don't wanna fuck with nobody I got my squad
You can get the fuck out if you ain't playing your part
Bitch I'm raising the bar
You ain't on shit I'm making these hits in my car
Bitch yuh
Aye, life is just a gamble don't get fist fucked
Aye , lookin in the mirror like "bitch what"
Uh , niggas know the truth but don't say shit huh
That's why you fake and I don't fuck with you I'm sick bruh

(NIKKO)
Ain't no such thing as love
Hearts a bottomless pit
You dying the 6th
And tonight is the 5th
Watch what's out your mouth
Or I'm letting it spit
Yuh grim reap
On the side of my hip
Straight smoking a cig waiting for me to rip
Size of my dick
Every pussy got grip

(NIKKO)
Cocks out
For any pussy got lip
Bitch I ride round with an oppas head on a stick
Outside the crib blood drip from my kicks
How the fuck you think we leaving footprints in this bitch nigga
It's all set
Soon as he gon walk in, knock off his head
And I love the way they drip when they're -
All red
Mix an outcast in the drink they sipping and drop dead
Xel get 'em

(Xelishurt)
Ay yuh
Life is a bottomless pit
Need a goth bitch so bad slit on her wrists
She need a nigga thats pissed yuh
A nigga like this yuh
Sky so sunny these the days that i miss yuh
Run up in a store with a bag i dont miss huh
See the 9 bang minus 3 now its 6 yuh
King with a crown in my town you a little bitch
I might let it shoot like a star bitch
Make a wish
Take another risk yuh
Baddest of the bitch yuh
Niggas talk shit meeting 5 like my fist yuh

GR!P

GR!P ft. K.V.N & Xelishurt (prod.Kiraw)

BARRACUDA.WAV | FT. DO NOT RESURRECT (PROD. ANXIOLYTIC)

Produced by Gullyspit
Cover art by Gullyspit


Lyrics:
Is he a Man or a Monster?

Verse 1:
Why you creeping? Where you going? What you looking for?
I can help you, come inside now let me shut the door
Take a seat , can I get you something to eat ?
I can tell that you been craving looking grayer than the street
Grit ya teeth, Huh
Take a breath I know your ready  
Hands are heavy but your finger tips are empty 
Brought you back out of that coffin got you stuck to me like flies
I just a need a second nothing precious about your time 
Crooked smiles , missing teeth , with the wicked grins 
Missing needles, broken vials, and them sticking pins 
Sewing back up what was taken from your skin
Daggers in your smile 
Use soap before you rinse 
Washing off the stains, see your viens, get a glimpse
Nearer blood the bloodier it gets 
Remember every face paranoia in the flesh
Nothing worse than those empty little threats

Hook:
We the wretched
The seeds on the concrete
Mold in apartments and blood on the white sheets
We the dreaded 
That turn down the wrong street
Fear in your stomach 
Violent we might be 
Violence is likely 
Waiting for the ready set
Shredding like I’m bucket head
Shadow like a silhouette
No escaping from his vision like it’s infrared 
He ain’t get the message so we snuffed em like a cigarette 

Verse 2:
Broken heels, bloody soles, running nose
Leaving places that nobody ever goes 
Except for piggies and the crows
Masterpiece complete done by numbers in row
I got leaches for your poison 
I got poison for your woes 
Death here in abundance I got violence for the show
Kick yo shoes off at the door and kick your habits out tomorrow 
Nothing but your time and your time is only borrowed

Bridge:
Its only Borrowed x2
Nearer Blood The Bloodier it gets x4

Hook x2:
We the wretched
The seeds on the concrete
Mold in apartments and blood on the white sheets
We the dreaded 
That turn down the wrong street
Fear in your stomach 
Violent we might be 
Violence is likely 
Waiting for the ready set
Shredding like I’m bucket head
Shadow like a silhouette
No escaping from his vision like it’s infrared 
He ain’t get the message so we snuffed em like a cigarette

Outro:
Take more drugs

Crooked Little Veins

Lyrics:


I'm from the cold
Where a motherfucker quick to sell his soul
You'd like to know
How to flick up on a pack and leave the bones
Well I don't know ya
Like you're from the nolia
Boy don't move your feet
A fucking soldier, who came out of nowhere
Murder on the scene
Just getting mean on 'em
Ion even gotta do it
Got a team that'll shoot a beam on em
Red and green just like it's seasonal
Cannot keep up with my pace you need to move
Fuck up out my face or you gon learn about the rules bitch

I really do's it
Don't learn when that tool hit, and have contusions
Bitch cause when it's up, up, up and it's stuck
Guess what
I'll bust a slug, through your motherfucking guts
Buck up
Up up my wrist
You don't wanna see that motherfucker hit
I'm like the tip, of a shiv
The way I rip into this shit
I feel like Wick
Way I empty, load it, blow it out the clip
That boy got lint in his pocket, but still talking out his lip?
I got a dick like a rocket it, and it's launched into yo bitch
I'm fucking up
Yuh I hit the sky from outer space like I'm on fire
Don't need to lurk around yo bitch she wanna fuck me boy
And you know I just might
Pull up out her tracks and when I fuck I like the flesh tight
(Unintelligible "allegedly")

(Uh, uh, uh)
And bitch I'm back at it
Like a crack addict
Take your breath no asthmatic
Bitch I'm a bad habit
No semi it's automatic
It's automatic yuh
No semi it's automatic
It's automatic yuh
Brace for the hit
My minds a deadly weapon
Very mighty
You'll miss migraines when I blow your head off
In the high rise I95 with 9 lives
Drinking mai tais oh my my
I hope they never see the bright side
No bright side
His body stranded , it's a high tide
The night sky , filled by the moon
And it got wide eyes , there's no hiding
You can run but boy my snow tires don't get tired
No pussy you ain't from the cold

Where a motherfucker quick to sell his soul
You'd like to know
How to flick up on a pack and leave the bones
Well I don't know ya
Like you're from the nolia
Boy don't move your feet
A fucking soldier, who came out of nowhere
Murder on the scene
Just getting mean on 'em
Ion even gotta do it
Got a team that'll shoot a beam on em
Red and green just like it's seasonal
Cannot keep up with my pace you need to move
Fuck up out my face or you gon learn about the rules bitch

BONES

NIKKO - BONES (prod. Eternal Raijin)

NOT A CHOICE W/ MENMA (Prod. SAINT URYA)

✨Creator of Outcast Block🌙
https://soundcloud.com/outcastblock
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Love me or dont...this is my deathnote

NIKKO - BONES (prod. Eternal Raijin)

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