Kind of shit me n my homies listen to while sacrificing kids to the Elder Gods. Love it mate, your music grow up is insane🖤

and look how goated you are you throw lyics right there

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Lyrics:

Bitch I’m gonna leave you with a fucked up face 
Three round burst
To the back
When I hear you say my name
Harakiri be the motherfuckers that you dreamt of
Quicker than yo ammunition 
Imma leave you slept hoe
Fill up a graveyard
Come up we lay low
Shotgun blast leave you hard to ID hoe
Onimane you bump in the night now
Lacerations covering yo body
When I leave bro
Gone with the wind
Aint nobody see me
Busta bitches wanna talk 
I’m like a legend how they all say
Ronin the deathless
Leaving you breathless
Wakizashi gonna make you all look heartless
I’m in a lane
All of you see
All of you talking but nothing to me
I come out swinging
Yo death is in vain 
With a knife in yo vein
You should know I don’t play
Walk up with a dagger
Coat fulla blades
Reckon we could have a round today
Okay mane throw down
Imma throw up
Cut yo throat 
Then I’m waking out the goddamn pub
Lord of the locust
They call me ruthless
All of you jealous 
I do this flawlessly
Hopping the fences
I’m pumping out endlessly
Enemies die by my hand call that destiny 
Hopping out with a .44 ready to 
click the hammer and blast ya ass to the 
Ground
Lost and found
Never get caught by the popo now
I’m that new wave
New game
Bringin that Phonk 
I hate you
Yeah man that’s skunk
Break yo mind
And then I dump
Leave you pussies in my dust

Aye aye
Bitch I bring the plague
Boutta make you fade now
You ain’t got the brain
Strategy mane this the game now
Chess I leave you checkmate
Pussy wanna talk
Now he got blades inside his neck mane
Step into the ring
Nah you are stepping in the flame
Grip .45 
Watch yo soul escape
Talking out yo neck 
And I’mma ruin yo day
Fuck with the horde
Eat yo mo’fucking face
I bet you little pussies 
Weren’t ready for the 
Grey Blade nah
Out my fuckin way nah
Let the choppa spray nah
Tossing out a body for the pay nah
You want smoke I bring the smoke machine
Better pray to god 
I maul yo all like my name Wolverine
Seventeen swords 
Bring the power of the guillotine
Smoke another cigarette remind my self of Constantine 
Taking down gods
Taking demons out as well
Will you live another day
That’s not up for time to tell
I’m the best mane

CHESS

CHESS [prod. Undead Ronin]

LYRICS:

WickedRuna: 

Crimson blood run down your face
cut ‘em up leave no motherfucking trace
Through me in the pit of fire mane
Make a motherfucka say my name
Ronin finna end yo fate
Fuck em up make them beg and pray
Feel the double sided blade
To yuh mothafucken face
Now I come from hell from all theses flames

I’m a Demon take your soul
You fake mothafuckers got to go
Leaving them patches of blood in the snow
Now you feeling cold shivered down to the mothafucken bone
Horrific thoughts in my head gotta go
These bitches don’t even know 
Now I’m gonna come back haunt you like a motherfucking ghost yuh

I’ll never sign my soul away for something called fam
I’m only tryna make you know my motherfucking name
We killing the people then burying them you know Runa is taking blame
This little life we living isn’t nothing but a game 
AK that we spray putting it right through to brain
These leaches suck your blood 
and all my veins are full of mud
Hate the people hate the world
And all of you pussies are wanna be thugs
These leaches suck your blood 
and all my veins are full of mud
Talking back I’m about to cut your fucking tongue
Now you know Runa is doing it for fun

Undead Ronin:

King Kong with a bone to pick
So get back pussy boy 
You ain’t bout all this
I pull the trigger 
leave you bleedin on a curb like this
I said get the fuck away from me
I’m boutta split wigs mane
Aye You ain’t got a thing on me
I bring death where I roam
Imma god to thee
Kicking it back with the Kult
I’m the goat cutting yo throat
With the athame 
I’m about to drop you in the moat
Slicker than most I’m on my king shit
Deathless god among you
You a victim
Tipping the scales of fate with ambition
You bitches are dissing but all of you listening
Fixing to open yo skull with a hammer 
Tyrannical mystical magickal being 
I’m bringing the hurt when I’m going berserk
Aint no pussy boy challenge my mo’fuckin court yuh

Torture you with fire
Never lie to me
Desire to be leader of humanity 
I’m itching bring death
Ronin is the one you see
I’m walking through the dark 
I got a mission to fulfill
And I won’t stop until it’s done
Bringer of the end times
Armageddon’s Son
Prophet of the desolation
This is why I’ve come
Hellfire rain down
This is the one
You can’t escape from this 
Heaven is done
Runa, Ronin packing .45s
Wit the hollow tip
Say a fuckin prayer
Take yo life 
Empty out the clip
Really wanna talk that talk
But won’t walk that walk
Till I break yo legs bitch
No I do not want yo shit
Get the fuck out of my DM’s bitch

TIPPING THE SCALES

TIPPING THE SCALES (feat. WickedRuna) [prod. Undead Ronin]

LYRICS:

Yuh Bushido
You ain’t throw shit on my name
Ronin a wolf when he break out the cage
Tried to erase me but failed so horribly 
You ain’t got honor
Nah you just a fake
Show some respect for I dig up yo grave
Pussy mo’fuckers want beef then they fade
All the smoke they can’t handle 
I’m free from my chains
All of them talking but won’t come and fight it’s a shame 
Stick em with the motherfucking blade
And gut em I ain’t got the time of day to deal with these lames 
Sneaking up with dagger in my hand
I’m boutta put it in your back
For all the times you made me think that you were real 
it’s really depressing when I take a look back
All I see is the games that you played 
And I don’t see a time where you ain’t use me for your own damn gain it’s
Fuck you fuck yo crew fuck all the shit you lied about to make it seem like you knew
I been steady growing by the day now
Imma Look you in the eyes and say I’m boutta fuckin take off
Like a rocket leave you grey now
Never speak your name and break off
Any connections that I had before I’m leaving you to fade now bitch
I’m batshit
Cut on my face leave it twisted 
Pay me for murder just gimme the target
Carpet rolled up with bodies for profit 
Enter the yard and I’m starting a mosh pit
Cut the strings
No feelings
Dead inside what silence brings 
Conscious but I’m suffering 
Rope tied up to the ceiling
Fire a warning shot into yo brain
You are not honest and you ain’t a hero
No loyalty bound to meet dead in the center
And when we do know i ain’t taking the shame yuh

BUSHIDO [prod. Gravy Beats]

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KROWW - SERIAL KILLER

Lost in this world, I feel so alone
I don’t really wanna feel pain no more
5AM and the wind so cold
Take a deep breath, think I see my soul

Lost in the world, I feel so alone
I don’t really wanna feel pain no more
5AM and the wind so cold
Take a deep breath, ahhh

Losing my head
Edging close to my death
I can’t focus anymore
I’m broken


I can feel my brain slowly melting
I see the devil lurking
Why can’t I stop the hurting
From the beast inside
I don’t think that he like me 

Where the fuck can I go to be alone
When I am being constantly followed
By the voice behind, both my fucking eyes, no I cannot hide
Because they gonna find me
  
Stuck in a mental prison 
Indecision followed by repetition  
Tunnel vision painting these vivid pictures like lucid illusions 
Feel like Gaara
No I cannot show no love
To anyone but myself
I’m the only one that I trust

And now I’m losing my mind for real
I don’t know who to trust oh no, oh no
And now I’m losing my mind for real
I don’t know who to trust 
But myself

Lost in this world, I feel so alone
I don’t really wanna feel pain no more
5AM and the wind so cold
Take a deep breath, think I see my soul

Lost in the world, in this world
In this world, in this world, 
I feel so alone, I feel so alone
Lost in the world, in this world
In this world, in this world, 
I feel so alone, I feel so alone

I got creepy demons living all up in my dome
24/7 never leaving me alone
They might just tell me to pull that trigger let it blow - ow - ow - ow
The voices in my head are never wrong

I can feel my brain slowly melting
I see the devil lurking
Why can’t I stop the hurting
From the beast inside
I don’t think that he like me 

I don’t think that he like me

Creepy Demons Are Melting My Brain

▶️ LYRIC VIDEO

Creepy Demons Are Melting My Brain 🫠Prod. Zodiacc🫠

Lyrics:

Aye yuh aye
Wanna be on Kult shit
You just a punk bitch
Riding on the wave I started
Pussy you get dumped quick
Bustas in my ear they talkin shit
I blow they head off
Walk it off
Murder ain’t a thang fo’ me it’s clockwork
Time is boutta stop
Get buck to the waves
Bump house Phonk mane
.45 on my waist
Imma god send
Flesh rend
Slicing up a hoe
Vendetta against anyone
Who talking like they know
Motherfucker
Bitch you ain’t nothing
Thinkin you something
Pull up with the gang
MK gonna bang bang
Hanging a pussy up 
breaking his neck
Ain’t no fucking way 
you gonna make it away from me
Bringin that bringing that Phonky shit
Motherfucker getting up on my way
You gon get struck
And gon get stuck
Inside the fucking flames mane
Cock that glock and shoot yo ass
I look into yo eyes and laugh
Aye goddamn thought I laid yo ass flat aye
No more broken promises
I’m here to cull the populace
Leave blood and gore
No witnesses
My name it stays anonymous 
Got that mask on my face
Black horns
White fangs
What you see ‘fore you break
Decompose in a cage
I’mma freak with a temper
Blade in yo chest mane
Now they calling me Dexter
I’m an underground king
Getting plays is the game
Got my Kult on my side
And we breakin the chain
Motherfucker want smoke 
Get slain
Get away
No time for these lames 

Bring plagues
Like my name is Godmane
Rain fire and blood upon
Any bustas who play
Gotta Sword swang swang
Sacrificing a lame
In the name of myself
Undead Ronin will reign
187-211
Sendin a fuck boy straight to heaven
Taking his chain
And spill his brain
Then dip the scene without a trace
Chalk on the sidewalk
Taped up now
News van on the scene
Askin who is it now
Serial killin spree
Got no pattern it’s chaos G
See yo homies laid out
And now you are fearing the night
Don’t wanna fight
Light a cigarette
Gut yo fuckin hide
My intentions are Devil shit
Get the fuck on my level bitch
Ignite yo face up
Spreading chaos 
No mane getting way from
Me
This the way
We taking bodies 
Just know that we do not play
Smokin corpses like tobacco
Chief em up and blow away
Take a seat mo’fucker
You ain’t special
You are just my prey
Ashes to ashes
Yo soul will be snuffed like a candle
That’s sitting outside in the rain
Hop off that horse that you on
All yo music is shit
And yo lyrics ain’t worth my piss

PHONKY PHONK (With Vocals) [prod. Undead Ronin]

I think I know now. Here's some more music

FRIEND, STEP UP TO THE END of the motherfuckin plank
I got yo skank at the rend of the knife I swipe in lens
In the benz, Im waking the master on bend, i HAVE YOU TO DO THANKs
bless my ranks with the lengths i go to mark my fuckin 8S 
i GOT LIKE 10,  i meet my end, karma on the sutra senpai, kamakazicide, seppuku in my bent eyes ->
Im a cannibal of souls I mention it to friend, i walking plank with the send I kinda have like ten lives, I kinda have like 10 lives

OVER 9 LIVES (PROD. FANTOM XXX)

IG: https://www.instagram.com/shade666apollo/

Prod. @rooseveltnoise
Mixed & Mastered by @xstitchmusic
Cover Art by https://www.instagram.com/dieserfreigeist/

Lyrics:
Ghostface how I make 'em scream
At your door not Halloween
Ring ring ring no trick-or-treat
I'm here to leave you all deceased

Ghostface how I make 'em scream
At your door not Halloween
Ring ring ring no trick-or-treat
I'm here to leave you all deceased

ROOSEVELT on the fuckin' beat
No rest for the wicked so we never sleep
Quick to make 'em RIP
When I rise from my tomb they drop 6 feet
You phonk mothafuckas love copying
Not me I control-alt-delete
Dead you quick if you start with me
Only time I flee when I'm off the scene
Fun World mask with the scythe on me
Hack and slash 'fore I watch you bleed
Do the dash 'soon as your soul leaves
These rappers actin' hella green
In my DM's talkin' tough to me
Till I pull up where they fuckin' be
Then it's like I made 'em bump Carti
Put a whole lotta red on their phone screen

Pull up like I'm Ghostface I got the mask on me
At ya fuckin' door no this ain't no Halloween
Ring ring ring I ain't here to trick-or-treat
Blade equipped let it rip and then it leave you all deceased

Pull up like I'm Ghostface I got the mask on me
At ya fuckin' door no this ain't no Halloween
Ring ring ring I ain't here to trick-or-treat
Blade equipped let it rip and then it leave you all deceased

Wraith out the grave
Better brace for dismay
Leave ya cold as the case when I leave no trace
Met your fate to the blade
Life drain from ya face
Then I'm phasin' away till my dyin' days
I'm makin' a killin' it's fillin' the void
Instillin' the fear into you and ya boys
Your life erased me hoy minoy
The feelin's fulfillin' so maybe avoid
Beef with me 'cause this IRL no DBD
Once it's gg
There is no respawn
Step to me then he gone
Iridescent he bronze
Turn your surname Doe and now your first name it be John

Pull up like I'm Ghostface I got the mask on me
At ya fuckin' door no this ain't no Halloween
Ring ring ring I ain't here to trick-or-treat
Blade equipped let it rip and then it leave you all deceased

Pull up like I'm Ghostface I got the mask on me
At ya fuckin' door no this ain't no Halloween
Ring ring ring I ain't here to trick-or-treat
Blade equipped let it rip and then it leave you all deceased

Ghostface how I make 'em scream
At your door not Halloween
Ring ring ring no trick-or-treat
I'm here to leave you all deceased

Ghostface how I make 'em scream
At your door not Halloween
Ring ring ring no trick-or-treat
I'm here to leave you all deceased

Ghostface how I make 'em scream
At your door not Halloween
Ring ring ring no trick-or-treat
I'm here to leave you all deceased

Ghostface how I make 'em scream
At your door not Halloween
Ring ring ring no trick-or-treat
I'm here to leave you all deceased

Ghostface how I make 'em scream
At your door not Halloween
Ring ring ring no trick-or-treat
I'm here to leave you all deceased

Ghostface how I make 'em scream
At your door not Halloween
Ring ring ring no trick-or-treat
I'm here to leave you all deceased

Pull up like I'm Ghostface I got the mask on me
At ya fuckin' door no this ain't no Halloween
Ring ring ring I ain't here to trick-or-treat
Blade equipped let it rip and then it leave you all deceased

Pull up like I'm Ghostface I got the mask on me
At ya fuckin' door no this ain't no Halloween
Ring ring ring I ain't here to trick-or-treat
Blade equipped let it rip and then it leave you all deceased

XIII

Father Death 2: Phonky Town Horror

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Father Death 2: Phonky Town Horror (Prod. ROOSEVELT)

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Heart piercer with a blade and a figure
Rickenback the bass you can tell right when I enter
I'm a chemical the fiend who's of November
I'm arming up these catapults, marked till you surrender 
Shoot your knees' give me S+ VVS leash
Wrap it around your neck and let those diamonds crucifix bleed
I'm pegging in the stigmata, wrap you in that packing tape
Cant contain it cant afford I'm dexter only eat the wreaths 
Celebrate your canon I'm like Ganon got your b****
F****** on the beach, take her away to kingdom east
Wet katana lay flat cuz I got the tech 9 for his teeth
And now you see him like the sandman on one hunting in this dream

Shoot shoot stain the wall with smoking barrel
Im swaggin head to toe my payment spent on pradapparel 
I throw a sentiment to rappers that I carol
Repeating the flows, meeting the h***, smoking the Oz I don't care-oh
Swanging the blade music sends me sky high getting paid 
I dont think you want bad-side when it's getting late
Under moonlight I might give your blood a Scriptz saliva taste
Half monster creepin in your head, sippin on Alize
Dont you think you want to do it in a jet corvette convertible
Can I wetten these corsets and now we're moving vertical 
I plead some s***, you get upset and now we're thinking outta bowl
Throw you in the trunk, call it dunk - three pointer for her soul

SCRIPTZ x JON T - PALE HORSE

boolymon - not healthy *stupidppl edit* せきとは隠されぬ

KILL YOURSELF SAGAS XI-XV DROPS 05/26

[VERSE I: YUNG OOZE}

2 strikes
turn that pussy to a sacrifice
slash n gut the gar
ash the blunt and park
roll the window down and ask the price
i've always hated flashing lights
i'd rather grab the mask and knife
snag the cash in spite the fact i smashed your bitch for asking nice
i'm passing pipes and glass and spikes
i bag the ice
ignite the rags in gasoline
one strike of the match and now we talking thrice
3 strikes
i might forget the events of tonight
ruby all bite
leave em bleeding
leave the scene and say goodnight

[VERSE II: LIL CUT THROAT]

if we got business motherfucker
let me know
everybody know my rep since 1994
i don't swing high if i got that nine
bitch in Calvin Klein
blunts borderline
fuck it still smoke it anyway
i be that suicidal worshipped idol
filled up with that medication
burning bibles 
grab your child
chopper style a generation
reading revelations got me thinking
been ready to die but i ain't got no fucking patience
you feel me

[VERSE III: SHAKEWELL]

waking up dirty sodas get poured in
i had some blues, but i sold em
keep k's in glocks, but they stolen
i might just flip em and profit
makin more off licks
run your pockets
my OG's poppin a rocket
i pray to God they free Gozm
but God don't hear me
these prophets is all too fake so i'm mobbin
if you can't get em
i got em
pull up and handle the problem
squeeze 3 hear it move through he breeze
now you standing bloody can't breathe
got goonies who gone off that tweak
sip syrup and drank Hennessy
that just be the truth through these streets

KILL YOURSELF Part XIV: The Vulture Saga

VENOM (FEAT. SHAKEWELL)

prod. @lunartalk

cold dark apartments and alleyway parties

I'm outa the speakers and into yo head

rhythmic arrhythmic I'm calculated 

the way that I paint it and now you see red

I promise you hommie hypnotic and holy

you follow my meaning and hear what I said

weed in you hand with that drink in your belly

It's scary how closely you follow the dead


maybe it's habit or maybe your habitat

either-way breath let it all be unsaid

down in the culdesac smoking your handicap

parasite walking the streets that you tread

follow my lips 

watch as I dictate the way that you trip

every line hits like the back of the drip

drugs are my vehicle you are my bitch

feeling that itch as I pick at your core

can't look away from the horror in store

feeling the surface scum run for the door

demons and devils a snake in the score

even me out 

flip on the fear

try to pretend that it's not in your ears

feel the impurity sink to the floor

hide from the sickness you know disapears

-------------------------------------------------------

scared and erratic a panic fanatic 

the pressure is static your mood systematic

your're idiosyncratic and undiplomatic

your're psychosomatic sporadic it's drastic

a sadist a vagrant your're faded your're jaded

your're wasted impatient disorientated

degraded and latent and brimming with hatred

you hate it you wish you could be sedated



flow is so evil and toxic

really there's no way to stop it 

shit is so sick it's hypnotic

burn through your soul bitch I'm caustic

constantly living in hell this room is your jail your bed is your grave

slaving away for that minimum wage 

smoke till your feeling the weight of your cage

feeding you shit that you want

i got the shit that shit that you crave

Summon the demon that haunts you

leaving you sick and depraved

struggle to breath shit is nauseous

working my way in subconscious

I won't leave easy I promise

I am not here for the profit


tossing your easy I'm feasibly dangerous

make you feel queasy and weak is my aim just

give in to me and let make your flame hushed

forget your name and the reason you came what

you want to do i do better in bulk

you follow words from my mouth like a cult

you want the feeling and I get results

I got the sickness that's makes you repulsed

The Sickness (prod. lunarvision)

Prod. @oticah

I need the drip like i'm geeking,

Fuck with the coke and I'm feinding,

Pour me  a drink and I'm steaming,

I do not have a good reason...

I need the drip like your bitch need the dick,

And my nose is all bloody and full of the shit.

Fuck all your music this party is shit,

And your hommies all wack,

I just need me the drip...

Doing up lines in the kitchen,

Shut the fuck up and just listen,

I am the god of your system,

I am your universe gifted,

Fuck all you faggots I'm ready to kick it,

I'm living existence so sick that it's twisted,

I'm sniffing the shit like a coke zombie,

Buy more, I got more on me...

I NEED THE DRIP

Wasted as fuck I just need me the drip,

Puking up shit in the sink like a bitch,

Slurring my words I'm incurring the hurt 

I'm returning to dirt and I'm scratching the itch,

Slipping in comas and sleeping in piss,

Taking the hit I ain't eat in a week...

Cutting up lines ain't enough for your bitch,

Bits of my sanity starting to leak,

Balance on low I ain't got it today,

Need me a baggie no work and no play,

Getting so desperate starting to cave,

One in my arm just to start off the day,

Live like an animal die like a thief,

Live like a Ubermensch die like I'm weak,

Stare in the mirror I can't get to sleep,

But I know that for sure that I look like a creep...

The Drip (prod. oticah)

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Welcome to the chop street

Dead bodies hanging by they feet

You see this demon when I walk

You hear this evil when I speak

Mark of the beast

When I reap I claim your soul as mine to keep

And in the middle of the night

I’m looking for some blood to leach

Catch your throat missing

Fresh blood spitting out your teeth

But I still practice what I preach

Give his family time to weep

I’m at the crossroads

You make a deal I got just what you need

But just know when your time is up

Them hellhounds coming out to feast

I done slit my wrist so much

I guess I’ll never get to feel

Yeah this demon I got’s real

He just showed me how to kill

Cloaked in hoodies

Crooked daggers

Demon sigils

Candles lit

See that full moon in the night

We bout to sacrifice yo Bitch



She lookin like Megan fox

Double 0 9

Conjugate ya soul

After following the signs

Takin all ya hoes to the road where they hide

Where the spirits stay alive

Skinnin sheep for their hides

You can run from us

You can back out now

But when the sun plummets

You won't camp without

All the voodoo in the night

Know we gotchu in our sight

We gon catch ya by surprise

Gotcha fearin fo ya life



Cest la vie

Tell me what you know

You a Dumb bitch

And I'm Fuckin on ya hoe

When the gun hits

You'll be Sippin on patrone

Thinkin everythang is good

Samsung g note

You cannot fuck with us

You throwin bluffs

Sippin tuss

Ima uppercut

Right through yo face

From a lunge

Pop a lung

Murk ya son

Puttin knives in ya tum

Listening to bone thug while I get the redrum



Redrum, rum, rum

You cannot outrun

I'm goin dumb dumb dumb

Ima get me some

We spillin

Rum, rum, rum

You cannot outrun

I'm goin dumb, dumb, dumb

Ima get me some lil bitch


Bad face

Run up in the place

There’a nowhere to hide

The people here with the cleavers rep for blood and homicide

Murder rate’s high

And the bones gone crush

And the brain turns mush

I wonder why I have to touch

I kill so much

When lost in lust

Smoking with the fable reaper

Have talks between myself

Is there someone else inside

Or is it just that I need help

Mental health is off the tracks

If approached I will attack

No remorse I’m showin ( ?) kill em all

Destructive path

REAPER DEATH SEAL

REAPER DEATH SEAL [FEAT. HAARPER x BAKER YA MAKER] [PROD. SINGE]

Prod. ISVVC @isvvcisvvcisvvc

Might just start a revolution 
Fuck a state and institution 
How they herd up everybody
Burning imaginary money

Everything you flexing
Everybody that you texting
They’ll be dead in thirty minutes
Stopping by to make a visit 

Home invasion rope abrasion
Breaking inside no invitation 
Where’s your fucking fronting bitch
Said that you were something bitch

Why you falsifying 
What you getting from the lying 
You won’t get no respect from me
Boutta gut you up put you to sleep

Got a stack of twenties
Now my nose is dripping runny
Stop right by the liquor store
I’m taking out a brick or so

Load a pistol smoking crystal
We got real no artificial 
Fuck a color and a set 
Bitch I’m a runner and a threat

Pumping a shotty you wanna copy 
All I be spitting you rap as a hobby
Bitch I’m on a wave no way will I say
Yes to a shit tape with the beats that you made

Fucking around and I’m feeling invincible
I got no heart inside I got no principles
Open a packet of woods in the trunk I be
Faded and swerving this shit is all fun to me

Whoa stood up too fast and I’m too cashed
Tapping out quick knew you wouldn’t last 
No to a trash hoe stop in El Paso 
Gripping on tecs but I ran outta ammo

Foes fed em to crows 
Step in the place and I’m here with my woes 
Making a toast head is still froze
Dead in the lake is the way that it goes

Quarantine

Natural Selection

Lyrics:

Yes I’m in control
AK wrapped around my shoulder 
Oh no pussy boy
Strike with venom like a cobra 
Stepping up on your blood 
Murder all in the Aroma 
Better walk with caution cos I’m right around the corner

Yes I’m in control
AK wrapped around my shoulder 
Oh no pussy boy
Strike with venom like a cobra 
Stepping up on your blood 
Murder all in the Aroma 
Better walk with caution cos I’m right around the corner

Hey hey hey hey
Oh you think you hard?
Hey hey hey hey
Well pussy boy you not
Hey hey hey hey
I see through your facade
Creeping all through the night 
You cannot see us we’re camouflaged
Like
Eu pego o dinheiro, então Eu gasto o dinheiro
Please do not act like a hero
Because my weapons are lethal like AYE!

O que fazemos é ilegal AYE! AYE AYE!  
You and I are not fucking equal AYE! AYE AYE! 

Yes I’m in control
AK wrapped around my shoulder 
Oh no pussy boy
Strike with venom like a cobra 
Stepping up on your blood 
Murder all in the Aroma 
Better walk with caution cos I’m right around the corner

Yes I’m in control
AK wrapped around my shoulder 
Oh no pussy boy
Strike with venom like a cobra 
Stepping up on your blood 
Murder all in the Aroma 
Better walk with caution cos I’m right around the corner

So what you wanna do! AYE!
Don’t fuck with us because you know your ass will lose
I’m in a GT to skirt up on your crew AYE!
I keep a special beam so call me piccolo 
Stop it before I up the power pole, get knocking
Your girl don’t like it
How I be taking the hot talk from your noggin
But ain’t no stoppin!
I put my foot in a pot like what is boiling?
He spoiled, he rotten 
So why these niggas talk like they be hot man?

Yes I’m in control
AK wrapped around my shoulder 
Oh no pussy boy
Strike with venom like a cobra 
Stepping up on your blood 
Murder all in the Aroma 
Better walk with caution cos I’m right around the corner

Yes I’m in control
AK wrapped around my shoulder 
Oh no pussy boy
Strike with venom like a cobra 
Stepping up on your blood 
Murder all in the Aroma 
Better walk with caution cos I’m right around the corner

Murder in the Aroma (ft. DkoolPharaoh)

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