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ROTTING MINDS (Prod. SXMPRA)

video : http://youtu.be/HTp5PH8ot6Q
32.010195,118.719278
prod. Night Lovell
Concept Vague - bit.ly/1JEIwA5
nightlovell.bandcamp.com/album/concept-vague

Dark Light

NIGHT LOVELL x $UICIDEBOY$ - JOAN OF ARC

ODIUM

Apple Music

(prod. Oakerdidit)

Lyrics: 
Rip it like a Razor Ripstick and I risk it. 
Instinct. She suckin’ my dick with her lipstick. 
Ooh. Check up on a bitch like a dipstick. 
Ooh. Yeah she fuck with me like a misfit. 
(X2)


Hit the race. Yeah that boy fast but I’m furious. 
First place. Rippin’ up the drag. He delirious. 
Bloody face. He gone need a rag like a period. 
Third base. Make his girl laugh, now he serious.

Aye. Hide it in my sock. Bitch I’m Carti.
Aye Aye. Yeah I let it rock like I’m Lil Wayne.
Aye. Yeah I let it rip like a fucking bey blade. 
Break a bitch back and she call me bane. Aye. 

Aye uhh. Bitch I ain’t a playa.
Pull up on a pussy like you know that i’m a slaya. 
Ball up in her DM’s like I’m bouta make a lay up. 
Strapped up. Wrapped up. Make her pussy pay up. Aye.


Rip it like a Razor Ripstick and I risk it. 
Instinct. She suckin’ my dick with her lipstick. 
Ooh. Check up on a bitch like a dipstick. 
Ooh. Yeah she fuck with me like a misfit. 
(X2)


Done with it. Ima run with it. What you want with it? 
One minute. I got one vision. Going dumb with it. 
Fuck a limit. I’m not fucking with it. You a fucking pussy. 
Fuck a limit. I’m not fucking with it. You a fucking pussy.  

Ah Aha. 
Shawty wanna give me some shlop top. 
Bitch I’m Derrick Fisher with my shot. Ya thought. 
Dunder Mifflin with my paper. Michael Scott. 
Like. Aha. Aye.

Bitch I got the service like I’m Landspeed. Aye. 
Don’t you fuckin’ tell me that I can’t speed. Aye. 
She throwing it back getting nasty.
Aye. 
Fuck an Uber. Call a bitch a Taxi. 
Aye. 


Rip it like a Razor Ripstick and I risk it. 
Instinct. She suckin’ my dick with her lipstick. 
Ooh. Check up on a bitch like a dipstick. 
Ooh. Yeah she fuck with me like a misfit. 
(X2)

RIPSTICK (IG: @zoomthrax)

GHOSTS & GHOULS (Prod. SXMPRA)

SPEAKING ON BEHALF OF ALL MY UNDERGROUND BROTHERS


I fall, I fall
I lose it all 
My problems painted on the wall 
I patiently wait for the call 
My thoughts await in an empty hall
I told you once 
I told you twice 
This life is not for rolling dice 
Imma stick with knowing not what hides
But the moments standing up in front of my eyes

You took my all
You took my all 
And Then you let me fucking fall 
I get back up and dust my shit then show these pussies how I ball

I paid my price
I rolled the dice 
I now know only I decide 
The way in which my life will take its twists and turns it’s ride or die

Livin like a mothafuckin villain imma kill em with the wicked shit I’m spittin from the pit of all my feelins 

See the tip of my fangs they be drippin with venom 
givin a 
bite and it’s down we don’t send em to heaven 

Bitch I’m sick of all these mothafuckas thinkin that they next to fuckin kill it 
When I know I’m boutta take the throne I mothafuckin feel it 
Imma seal it 

This is what I’m dealin 

Homicide up in my mind your skin is what I’m peelin 

Pussy needa gun 
Better run 
Cos it’s fun 
When I catch you imma make you take the gun to ya son  

Have you ever seen a motherfucker damaged like me?

hurtin the core is it darkness you see?

Death ain’t got no heart so I just wallow in my misery 

Building up the tension through aggressive fucking tendencies 

I don’t see the light so Imma take a candle in with me to see the world the way these fuckers want so fuckin desperately 

Breaking your bones just like sticks and the stones hear my words hittin home through this cold fuckin flow bitch I’m taking it slow just so you can follow cos I know that you won’t do I care no I don’t 

Have you ever seen 
A mothafucker with a beam 

Point it right up at his head and start to mothafuckin squeeze

You can say a man will suffer but you’ll never wannabe the one to find him tell his mother and she falls down on her knees

I see the fight I see disease 
I see the way it plagues and feeds
It thrives on the dark and it makes us weak 
It takes and takes and then it leaves 
I’ll 
Be the one to hold the gun and take a shot so you can run cos I don’t give a fuck about another just the ones I love  

Takin love and giving up is what they think is fuckin tough I’m not the motherfucker that will let a brother fuck with us 

Goosebumps start emerging as the presence makes the air feel thin 

Got nowhere to go so I just lay down and start givin in 

Patience waiting for my fate to face it 
I’mma hate hater cos they hate the player 
And I 

See the colours in a black and white game
The vision is killin all of the same feelin pain 

Optimism Of the top division 
Pot to piss in 
Or a yacht to live in 
All forgiven 
If ya got the digits 
Money in the bank makes you hot ya dig it

I don’t hold 
A fuck I’m cold 
But I got a little voice gonna end my roll 
Little bullet to my face barrel hot I’m cold
Just to shut a brother up do as he’s told

RUCKUS (Prod. SXMPRA)

HONEY (IG: @zoomthrax)

IGOTBANNEDFROMHEAVEN

Imma take a mothafucka to the grave mane 
Slain 
Lay in vain 
See what happens when a mothafucka play 
Lame games 
Cellophane 
And a blade to the brain 
And Another fuckin' day and imma boutta' go insane 

I’m stuck up in my mind and I’m locked in a far away place 

 I’m Waiting for an angel to retract these Motha fuckin' chains

I be Stuck within walls that reflect all the evil shit that I commit 
Mirror mirror on the wall please watch me 
sacrifice a bitch 
And the shit I spit is blasphemous I really must admit 

But I don’t give a fuck so you really outta luck 
So take that up with another young buck 

I spray like a mothafuckin' AK four to the seven 
Mac eleven Imma 
Send another fucker to heaven 
Are they really even gonna let him
Send him back 
Cos they see that his soul has been standing within my presence

they be puttin' up a mothafuckin' image of my  face and labelling it red so I can never enter in the gates 

Death mane mothafucka 
Come from the grave 
I’m Takin a blade up out the thang 
And erasing ya name 
You think you know me pussy boy
What you know ain’t the case
I’m a psychopathic mothafucka straight out the gate 

So there’s blood up on the walls and you missin' a tooth 

 Yo carcass layin' on the floor guess you know what I do 

I Take a mothafucka's soul when I spit in the booth 

You see a demon can be seen as standing up for the youth 

Takin up a pass time makin' it they last time 
Pussy mothafucka's every one of you is past prime 

Gripping to life like a mortal and cry 
the tears start to burn now the acid is dry  

 I pull up to yo place with intentions surely cruel

Got a mask up on my face and that shit is nightmare fuel 

Bitch I’m
Makin' my way through these alternate plains searchin' for a humane way to cease all the pain 
Cos I'm just so
Sick 
Of the way shit is
Imma take away the pain so that we can live

Fuck the government eaters runnin' this shit 
I’ll Kill the man and burn the world so we can get away from the whip

Death mane mothafucka 
Come from the grave 
Takin a blade up out the thang 
And erasing ya name 
You think you know me pussy boy
What you know ain’t the case
I’m a psychopathic mothafucka straight out the gate

I GOT BANNED FROM HEAVEN (Prod. SXMPRA)

I made this in 1 hour

Mane I been thinkin' for a while it’s time to turn a new leaf 

I’m sick of the same old fuckin' shit 

Im boutta' do it for me 

I wanna sit back and kick it 
Hit this shit and ride it with ease 
Wanna Let em know 
The eater here to stay 
I do what I please 

Mane I’m a young introvert I’m barely leaving my room 

I’m sittin' thinkin' bout life and what the fuck I’m gonna do 

I love my homies and without em I would be doomed 

I got my brothers fuck the world the world I’ll put that shit in a tomb 

Success is not a measure of material worth 

But should reflect upon you name when you’re six feet in the dirt

I’ll leave a legacy that shows I gave a fuck what I’m worth 

And I ain’t sittin' wasting life prayin' for this shit to work 


Most motherfuckers just be waitin' to die
Work a 9 to 5 
Until they brains end up eventually fried 
That ain’t a life 
just period of wasted fuckin' time 
You let these corporate motherfuckers get up in your feeble mind 

Man I’m sick of these motherfuckers tellin' what I can’t be 

Sayin' be realistic just settle for regular cheese 

I am what I be 
Malevolent g
I’ll settle for whatever the fuck I wanna settle for ya see

ALL DREAMS GO TO THE GRAVEYARD (Prod. SXMPRA)

CHERRY [FT. LANDSPEED]

BUCKSHOT [FT. LARRY LEAGUE]

NO HANDS [FT. WHOKILLEDXIX]

Kathryn IV

OUTSIDE [FT. DOM$, Onvrkilkne]

Lyrics:

Hook:
stay with me lil bitch
yeah you know that im ur mans 
u be cappin like a snitch
no thots wont stand
two hoes ten toes
new guap countin bands
new whip new chips
new kicks jackie chann

and she bad
bad bitch throw it back
i just hit another lick
and she be counting all my racks
and i be feeling hellla rich no brian
hunnids stacked
boutta make another hit goth bitch on my lap
(x2)

Verse:
aye if she fucking wit  me 
then u know i gotta dead her
i be feeling like im uzi got my mind up on the cheddar
footloose getting groovy with yo hoe she like me better
i aint talking ash kaashh but that bitch she be my header

aye im posted up with twin glocks
and foreign bitches
no fakes, all they want is guap
i burn bridges
i be getting to the bag
u still cleaning dirty dishes
two mops send shots at ur spot
with no limit

Hook repeated:
stay with me lil bitch
yeah you know that im ur mans 
u be cappin like a snitch
no thots wont stand
two hoes ten toes
new guap countin bands
new whip new chips
new kicks jackie chann

and she bad
bad bitch throw it back
i just hit another lick
and she be counting all my racks
and i be feeling hellla rich no brian
hunnids stacked
boutta make another hit goth bitch on my lap
(x2)

stay with me [prod. nategoyard] *NOW ON ALL PLATS*

Once Again, We Walk (feat. T Reks) [Prod. SXMPRA]

I GOT BANNED FROM HEAVEN II (Prod. SXMPRA)

DEADEND (feat. BEARDED LEGEND & TEDDY SLUGZ) [Prod. SXMPRA]

A collection of songs that I have compiled over a month or so, enjoy.

LYRICS:

Wake up in a ditch 
With some blood on my kicks 

Liquor by my body 
And I can’t feel shit 

Blood on my lips 
Few cuts on my wrist 
And my Brand new shirt 
Full of dirt fuck this 

Pull myself up 
I am the enemy 
Stop with fuckery 
You ain’t no friend of me 

Evil embodied is what I was meant to be 

Anti to everything 

Gripping the dirt I can feel my self frail I’m weakened by every time I have failed to recognise I can control any aspect of life that I like if it bothers me I will not hide 

Takin a fuckin blade up in my spine
Look up at my face and tell me am I doin fine  
I cannot seem to be one with the demons a feeling I fear I will never describe 

You don’t wanna be another mothafucka layin in the bottom of sea or takin a swing up in a tree I’m thinkin of every time I coulda woulda put a fuckin bullet in the book of everything that I be callin my dreams 

I guess I’m 
Tired of all of theses fuckas that can’t seem keep my name outta they mouth 

Bitch I never beat around a bush I tell a pussy what I’m bout and I won’t ever give a fuck about a thang called clout  

Nowhere to run I got nowhere to call my home
None of these mothafuckas hit my phone 

I don’t wanna walk on this road alone 
Blood on my shoes now there’s blood in the snow

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