Shotgun blast leave you hard to ID hoe 🔥

17 Swords bring the power of the guillotine

Had to unlike just to put this in my recents♾️❤️🏆

The funny thing is I love chess 🕷️🕸️🖤

The Upload

Melody prod. 6KK WAYS x Dozy Doe
LYRICS:

Ever since a kid 
I never gave a fuck about shit 

Fuck a 9 to 5 I’m never clockin in I’m out bitch 

Said yung sxmpra what you wanna be I say a misfit 

How you gonna tell me what I gotta be you trippin 

I’m In my zone 
Schematheposee 
What I’m on 
I got that chip up on my shoulder 
And that black cap on my dome 
That Section8 up on my body 
Keep me poppin like a shottie 

I’m leavin a mothafucka in a box he steady rottin 

Aye 
Get up out my way 

Want you look up in my face 
When I’m out the gate  

Cos no one movin at my pace 
Wanna pave this lane 

These pussy mothafuckas lame 
all the same 
That’s another plane Jane 
Uh 
Bitch 
Wanna play the game 
That razor blade 
Will graze yo face 

When a pussy mothafucka really wanna be the one 
To say 
What he may
Like it’s mayday 
Mayday 
Another one
Vacate 
System be rippin and trippin to keep us 
From facing 
The truth 
When in the booth 
I gotta spit my shit 
And I’m rippin it too like 
Who 
Who gonna fuck with kid 
Better buck up bitch 
Cos I bump in this shit 
Like you 
You wanna fuck with the kid 
Never gonna pull up in the whip 
Like bitch 
You through 
They don’t really wanna be the ones to jump on this ship 
Cos I don’t have shit 
You do 
They gonna hate me cos I’m comin up and you fuckas be doomed 

Creepin I’m rippin these fuckas up outta they seat and they know that I’m schemin I’m dreaming of all of the things I’m achieving I keep on my feet and these pussies be payin for features 

Creatures be sayin they made me I made me and maybe you could indeed make yourself too if you stopped with the fuckery stuck in the past as I laugh bitch fuck you 

Pull up all black to the shoes 
Cap with a hoodie 
On my back 
That’s new 
Fuck what ya do 
And fuck ya whole crew 
Bitch schema to the grave 
I’mma die up in the booth 
Yuh 

I am an entity and I am entering in to the peak of my energy meant to be what I am sent to be and I am ending the fuckas that mention me

NIGHTMARE (Prod. Dozy Doe)

https://soundcloud.com/alex-hauschild-28800045
yeah im 
Sorta problematic I cause issues in your household 
Running up a pack like I got issues with the count cold 
Case when I come in cause my stomach  is 
Like the Dow Jones 
Dropping headed south for a week and
Then I bounce home 
Why so sudden need the medicine to let her go 
High soap fucking out control I’m here to 
Let em known 
I can’t take the pressure no my head about to fucking blow 
I’m beckoning to death with every step and every message wrote 

I don’t wanna drop top not that kid 
Use to move it off my bike to everyone that know I’m lit 
Now I’m someone that they recognize but  something must’ve switched 
Cause I’m shunning all your shit I don’t need you to get it 
Bitch I’m backpack stack shawty catch me on the bridge 
Your shit wack wack probably why you 
Always on my dick 
I don’t dap slap hands with the fake I know you is 
Only here just for a grip fair the weather when I dip 
Distant minded I don’t buy it I been dying for some time 
I’m deriding all these rappers whole discography with lines 
It’s a ticking ticking time bomb 
Bouta fucking fly 
Off the shelf I let em die 
Whip the wits I said goodbye 
Bitch you burnt work 
Harder than a god damn machine 
Out the dirt hurt carting round my hate for where we been 
Where we living where we spin fuck the sound of Summer been 
Shut inside for 20 months so now I’m bouta fucking sin

drive [noxygen]

MOBBS RADICAL- WHACK(PROD. ³³MARROW)

PROD. @https://www.youtube.com/channel/UC_ZaGY1g42nZqcgz7YcsbCQ

TRASH AMV https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fOnHheOTpyM&list=RDMMfOnHheOTpyM&start_radio=1

Lyrics:

Double barrel shotty for ya bit-bit-hotty
Ima cut her in the mardis gras, fvckin on her body
Im a slvt drawn psycho dancing corpses with bicardi
Sippin n1pple drippin whippin in the pool with your th0tties

Double barrel shotty for ya bit-bit-hotty
Ima cut her in the mardis gras, fvckin on her body
Im a slvt drawn psycho dancing corpses with bicardi
Sippin n1pple drippin whippin in the pool with your thotties

Im a bish-b1tch, im a wish-kid, snappin on the candles casting curses on your wits-wits
Making you insane, im a nessecacary puzzle piece
Showing you my brain, I'm a less-than-scary-cuddle-weeb
Huh? Buy an AK you know I'm kiddin
Ride a fvckin hayday for the other living
Gonna start the shootin on the walkin-dead
Lookin like im lying red, fvcking sheeple stupid meditated, know the senate-said
That you cant buy guns, that you cant buy drvgs, that you cant kick bums off the curb with the stun
2-mayweather mother told me pray a better peace, but my soul in on a lease
from the d3vil in his ease
I'm a motherfvcking lost-soul, I'm a canister of evil off his press-valve
Cobble stone is fvcking broken, open pandoras box
I'm a caught-cold, virus hour, slither deagle shot-mode

TRASH GANG AMV

MARDI GRAS (PROD. UNREM)

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:

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]

Jake Hill- Into the fray

lyrics 

ill hunger, I’m still hung up 
I still love her 
To think of the fun of my thrills 
To go kill something 
Still hunting
I feel this ordeal is just real pungent 
Pill popping, i conceal problems
It reveals nothing 
Real rushes appeal to my feelings
I still function
Far from ideal 
With these spiels pumping 
I Appear drunken
I pierce my fears with a fierce friction 

What do we have here 
It’s been a bad year 
collapse or contract all the brash fear 
Or be pussy as Pap smears 
Would it, should it make any change 
Shook up, I should’ve attained 
A better hook on everything 
Ive betted looks are everything 
But that ain’t looking better
think I better cook up better things 
Or try to focus on the cheddar 
Know that I can never let go 
Look at all the pressure 
That I betted would erode 
All of the pleasure unfolds 
While the weather turns cold 

thinking way past  
i may take a day stat 
to erase the hate latched 
while you paper chase, stacks 
will invade the space 
packed with a shade of shame 
Face the facts 
Till i fade to black 
Burn this paperback 



I know, I know 
This can’t go on forever 
I hold my soul
in the morbid weather 
I know that it’s cold
but hope it will get better 
Because hopes
The only thing that’s keeping me together 


Ready or not 
Bitch, I’m ready to pop 
I got the devil in me playing heavy metal 
Off top 
Several levels unlocked 
Still confess that I walk 
with rebels dressed like a jock 
All I need is one shot 
Like Lethal weapon 
I settle with threats like veteran cops
Ready, set, steady 
Motherfucker Let’s go 
Already sick of these petty, irreverent hoes
Still a degenerate
But I’m better than most 
Unsettling, I’m meddling with checks 
While i coast
on the prospect that profit 
unhinges my jaws quick  
I just need the glory and a goth bitch 
Just need my story on topic 
Just these immortal lines dropped with 
The beat, I’m a freak till I’m probably deceased 
The object of my deep affection recedes 
The prospects I speak of eject when I dream 
With the dread down the street 


Tick, tick 
Steady with the sick shit 
Misfit, better get my dick licked 
By a bitch, I already know from districts 
Nip slip, send that bitch my way 
Slick drift, speeding on the highway 
See these motherfuckers sideways 
annihilate 
And I’ll lay 
A verse or two like a tidal wave 
wide awake 
Every night in my hideaway 

I know, I know 
This can’t go on forever 
I hold my soul
in the morbid weather 
I know that it’s cold
but hope it will get better 
Because hopes
The only thing that’s keeping me together

*insert cliche inspirational quote about overcoming obstacles*

Jake Hill - Satin Black
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sgmX5ImThLs

Jake Hill - Satin Black

DEAD AND GONE

LYRICS:

Kick rocks
Mothafucka kick rocks
If you hatin on me
Go ahead kick rocks 
Loaded off the moon rock
mind full of Thoughts
Like the strip club 
I don’t give a fuck
Most my life I been called nuts 
Nothings changed 
So get Off my nuts 
My brain is like a painting from 
Heironymous Bosch
anxiety got me feeling like my choices
are an egg toss 
Like a guillotine
Im popping off 

Keep it a buck 
No cheap talk
Not like a poker player 
I don’t need to bluff
Luckily I’m not just blabbering 
About arbitrary stuff
like electric eels
Put you
 in shock
Who knew my
work would bring
Hate out the woodwork 
I woke up and chose violence 
I killed this beat, 
I couldn’t stay silent
Kick rocks
Mothafucka kick rocks
Kick rocks mothafucka

Kick Rocks [Prod. Blxxdmage]

FAST (feat. KyozeH & Seira666)

JEFF THE KILLER VS BEN DROWNED BASED FREESTYLES (Epic Rap Battle) #EvilGang 😈😈😈 (prod. me & sgp)

TOXIC

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)

▶️ LYRIC VIDEO

Murder In The Aroma (ft. Dkoolpharaoh) 🔪Prod. S1NINJA🔪

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CHESS [prod. Undead Ronin]

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