remind me (prod. loat!)

jaswed x axaero - speakeasy prod. cyfal

Spotify

I'll Come Back 2 Haunt You

cover me red
off with your head
the truth is i couldn’t care less if im dead
a bouquet of roses the color that i bled
i never wanna love again it never seem to last
the place where we met 
your face when you left
we can see the stars and the moon from the ledge
now you gotta let me go i’m hanging by a thread
never wanna let you go forever in the past

hands on my body
i love how you hate me
hearts on my shawty
i bend so you break me
i don’t wanna get no blood on your sweater
if you’re lying then i’m crying and we’re dying together

sweater song (leak)

Stream:https://vyd.co/NikkoParanoia
prod. @veinnnn
Lyrics:

Get Back! *stand down*
‘Fore i cut you up
Indulge in paranoia, don’t know who to trust
Metal click-clack
Bih-bit-bitch im bout to bust
Are you ready?
My load heavy baby - open up

Man this shit whack….said : no one anywhere 
Just me walking in the spot gon stand up every hair, on your big back
Bih-bit-b-bitch I know you scared 

You in the 7th circle now “Violent & Bestial”
Huh yuh bitch!
I-i-i been cruising with the same gang 
Same stain on me always on me, some things never change 
Le-let It bang, let it sang on ‘em 
Get it through your brain 
Though your head, before you end up dead
The waters turning red
RED

Red like fucking paint
We know who you are 
We know that you aint fucking hard
On you boulevard -but you ain’t showing face

Get Back! *stand down*
‘Fore i cut you up
Indulge in paranoia, don’t know who to trust
Metal click-clack
Bih-bit-bitch im bout to bust
Are you ready?
My load heavy baby - open up

Man this shit whack….said : no one anywhere 
Just me walking in the spot gon stand up every hair, on your big back
Bih-bit-b-bitch I know you scared 
You in the 7th circle now “Violent & Bestial”

Buy PARANOIA By: NIKKO

PARANOIA (PROD. VEINN)

spitcup W/ NIKKO

KeYs. (PROD. SOGIMURA)

with @fkbambam

produced by @nimbustwokay & Lord Gasp
mix/rec by Lord Gasp

LYRICS :

(Lord Gasp)

in the cut, out the mix like a bad batch,
boy you movin’ goofy, you the type to get your bag snatched.
lab rat, popped me out the womb and fed my ass tabs
Put me down, i’ll be back , pull up on you , bambam

(Fkbambam)

Got a freak hoe gimme dome 
Doing a handstand
Im like juicy jay up in the club she do her band dance
Came outta dirt. crawled my way out of the quick sand,
Flaunting what im wanting we gon take it you get ransacked

(lord gasp)

lifes a bitch ive let her venom in
Invite her in
I fucked the devil , insiminate her face
Its in my veins
no Vitamin can fix my sinner brain
Disintegrate you bony sack 
The hollow points , the body bag and everything


(fkbambam)

Labels tryna buy my swag, it’s not for sale
You quit and only worked for three whole days yeah you’re bound to fail
Damn your ass retarded how the fuck you slower than a snail
Cross my ass like Jesus, pin right through your hands with metal nails 


(lord gasp)

Big bank all ,blue faces like they holdin’ breath,
Gave that boy a dub, he ran off, now he owe his fuckin death.
I be with them steppers, but they quiet, ain’t no show and tell,
Catch him talkin’ crazy, he gon’ fold like an open mail.


(hook - lord gasp and fkbambam)

Cant stop, won’t stop, cash in the safe
Talk shit, jaw lock, get hit in the face
Lips loose shells fly, thats a closed case
Cant stop won’t stop, run up in your place

Cant stop, won’t stop, cash in the safe
Talk shit, jaw lock, get hit in the face
Lips loose shells fly, thats a closed case
Cant stop won’t stop, run up in your place



(fkbambam)

made it outta nothing i ain’t got no mob ties
messing with the fam you gon’ end up hog tied
Hit em up, freeze up leave ya stuck, terrorize
Shocked to see me creeping out 
But I know I don’t look surprised




(lord gasp)

Whole life flashing, his homies bout to pick his scraps
Pick yo shoes up fore my shooter make the metal clap
Pick his loot up like the riches do the middle class
redneck, call me lil bluegrass


(fkbambam)

Scare the hoes like Danny Brown
I think she had a heart attack
Even with no excercice
my numbers doing jumping jacks
Bambam, calm down
They said my whole life
Early like i’m Folgers
moving boulders like a landslide


(lord gasp)

Gone in a puff
My whole circle smoked quick
Never trust none , fuck with no bluff bitch
Stick to yo senses,  never missin maths
Put numbers in, really
Plus im really bout my swag


(hook - lord gasp and fkbambam)

Cant stop, won’t stop, cash in the safe
Talk shit, jaw lock, get hit in the face
Lips loose shells fly, thats a closed case
Cant stop won’t stop, run up in your place

Cant stop, won’t stop, cash in the safe
Talk shit, jaw lock, get hit in the face
Lips loose shells fly, thats a closed case
Cant stop won’t stop, run up in your place



Lab Rat (with Fkbambam)

@unordinarybeats

Lyrics:

YEAH IM FUCKING UP
I CAUSE A RUCKUS AT THE SCENE TO FUCK THE FUNCTION UP
IM POPPIN MOLLY, ROLLIN BEANS, SMOKING HEAVY BLUNTS
BITCH DONT ASK ME BOUT MY LIFE CAUSE I DONT GIVE A FUCK
IM JUST HERE TO LIVE TO FOREVER (EVER)
YEAH IM FUCKING UP
I CAUSE A RUCKUS AT THE SCENE TO FUCK THE FUNCTION UP
IM POPPIN MOLLY, ROLLIN BEANS, SMOKING HEAVY BLUNTS
BITCH DONT ASK ME BOUT MY LIFE CAUSE I DONT GIVE A FUCK
IM JUST HERE TO LIVE TO FOREVER (EVER)
ALL MY LIFE I BEEN STUCK GRIPPING ON THAT CHROME BARETTA
I BEEN TRIPPING ALL OVER MY BITCH, LIKE HOWD I GET YA
I GOT MONEY NOW, IM 24, IM DOING BETTER
I STILL WANNA KILL MYSELF SOMETIMES BUT ITS WHATEVER

(ITS ALL FOR YOU, ITS ALL FOR YOU)
EVEN IF I HURT YOU SOMETIMES
(ITS ALL FOR YOU, ITS ALL FOR YOU)
EVEN IF I TAKE MY OWN LIFE
(ITS ALL FOR YOU, ITS ALL FOR YOU)
EVEN IF I HURT YOU SOMETIMES
(ITS ALL FOR YOU, ITS ALL FOR YOU)

YEAH IM FUCKING UP
I CAUSE A RUCKUS AT THE SCE-E; FUCK THE FUNCTION UP
IM POPPIN MOLLY, ROLLIN BEE-BEE; SMOKING HEAVY BLUNTS
BITCH DONT ASK ME BOUT MY LIFE CAUSE I DONT GIVE A FUCK

♪

PEACEOFMIND (prod. mercykill & unordinarybeats)

written / performed by @vvs20k x @blckbrds
produced by @aragoth_die
engineered by @tumaggz

CONSULTING THE MACHINE

produced by: Sphynx
Stream: https://vyd.co/Nocturneofchiroptera
Lyrics:

(LOAT!)
man it get so cold when i feel that pull
can’t calm down need to be on my own
tossing and turning deep in the folds of the sheets by me but i feel so alone
such as a vermin, a beast in the clothes
crutching the herd of the sheep for the wool
fuck what you heard, keep what you told if you ain’t hear it by me then it’s real fools gold

i just had a real conversation with the oracle
she left me in pieces thought my future sounded horrible
they think i’m a freak like a disease im so incurable
i just clutch my crucifix i think im turning durable

(NIKKO)
Aye shit gets dark when I clutch my spark boy Iced out bracelet to match my heart 
Heron Preston DSNY 
In an all black wraith and my foot way down 
And I don’t know why (why)
And I don’t know why I feel so out of touch 
When I’m skin to skin intimate with your bitch 
I rip her end to end and bend her until her pussy busts open and still then I don’t feel a gust of no thing 
And least of all it’ll never be love 
In a crowd held down and I don’t wanna be touched 
Don’t rub me the wrong way I’m liable to kill you fucks 
I don’t believe in nothing 
Unless it’s what the orb prophecies’ for me
Only when I’m in her orifice, she offers much more for me
Gorilla grip I’m bout to bust
George Foreman, I’m in your grill
The fuck is up? 
You want war?
Then my militants is ready to march
You act so civilian I know you bout nothing
And what I’m about to do to you is fucking disgusting
I’m sick and I can’t be cured
Baby, I’m fucked for good
A monster until my death I’m sure
I walk to earth alone
My soul’s bonded to flesh and bone
My eyes wide, and my body’s numb

(LOAT!)
man it get so cold when i feel that pull
can’t calm down need to be on my own
tossing and turning deep in the folds of the sheets by me but i feel so alone
such as a vermin, a beast in the clothes
crutching the herd of the sheep for the wool
fuck what you heard, keep what you told if you ain’t hear it by me then it’s real fools gold

i just had a real conversation with the oracle
she left me in pieces thought my future sounded horrible
they think i’m a freak like a disease im so incurable
i just clutch my crucifix i think im turning durable

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