This shi hard🔥 was it a flathead or phillips?? 100 pushups 100 sit ups

Kangaroo (prod.mp3meech)

Ndotchi-Heat(prod.Tofito)

Enjoy.

Lyrics :

MISS ME MUCH ? WELL, BAD LUCK !!! CUZ I’M BACK FOR GOOD,  AND IF I NEED LOVE I DIG’EM UP, BUST MY NUTS, GET SOME AND THAT’S ENOUGH !!!  

FRAT GAMMA KAPPA SLUTS AND WOKE C**TZ ARE DONE ... CNN SCUM ON THE RUN, THAT HOUSE ON THE HILL, MANY SEXY FEMINIST BODIES STILLED !!!   

I CAN BE MICHAEL MYERS, RED PILLED ... LIKE COKED-UP LIKE A HOOKER SLUT, A NEW SEQUEL, BUT YOU PUNKS ANI’T SEEN SUCH EVIL, AND I’M REAL !!!    

I RIDE WITH DEATH, A HALLOWEEN SEUAL ... WHERE VOORHEES KNEEL BEFORE AN ACTUAL KILLER, AN ILLER, WAY SICKER-SPITTER HEAD DRILLER !!! 

 

I CAN SET A BITCH ALIGHT LIKE CARRIE WHITE ... I MOVE THINGS WITH MY MIND, TOURCH VICTIMS, DEAD ON SIGHT, I USE TELEKINETIC-PYORTECHNICS BURNING THEM ALIVE !!! 

I NEVER FORCE THE LAW ON WHORES ...  THEY CAN SCREAM ALL THEY LIKE, NO ONE CAN HEAR THEM, HUNG UPSIDE-DOWN AS I BLEED’EM !!!  

I DRESS DISGUISED AS PENNYWISE ... A DANCING CLOWN RUNN’IN ROUND YA LITTLE TOWN, KIDS PARTIES I STAR IN, HOT MOMS STATISTICS ON MISSING LISTS !!! 

I NEVER KISS, BUT I STILL GOT AN ITCH ... SEE A TARGET, I NEVER MISS, MASOGINIST, F**K THAT, TURN DEMONLOYGIST WHEN CANCEL’IN PRETTY THINGS !!! 

 

AND NOW FOR MY NEXT TRICK ... SEE IF SHE A BITCH-FEMINIST, MAKES ME CAUSE LICKS, KICK IT, BLACK EYES THE LEAST OF IT, F**K THAT SHIT !!! 

TO BE HONEST, I AM SICK ... IN THE HEAD, SHE NOW DEAD, GOD REST, BUT I’M LEFT OBSESSED BY DEATH YET HEAVEN SENT !!! 

AN ANTIHERO FOR REAL, I DON’T PRETEND ... I TAKE ON NASTY TYPES, UNTIL TILL MY END, I WON’T GIVE UP, WON’T BEND, IF YOU WOKE, WE AIN’T FRIENDS !!! 

I’M NOT YOUR TYPE, I MEAN TO OFFEND ... THE NAME DAHMER IS MEANT TO CAUSE HARM TO’YA, SETT’IN OFF CAR ALARM WHEN I DISARM’YA !!! 

 

 

 

I’VE BECOME A FORCE THAT’S HERE TO WARN YA ... F**K ABOUT AND FOUND OUT IS NOT WHAT YA WANT FROM MEH, PROVOKE’IN YA EVIL INTENTIONAL BLASPHEMY !!! 

BI / TRANS / QUEER, YA'LL CREEPY F**KS ... WHAT’S WITH THAT + ??? GAYS AND LESSOS WANT NOTHING TO DO WITH YA, THAT’S FACTS, TALKING VILE SPEW, SO SCREW YA !!! 

AND BLACK LIVES MATTER, WHAT A JOKE ... ONLY POP UP WHEN SOME F**KER CHOAK, FAMILY THE SAME, NOWHERE TO BE SEEN, THEY SHOULD BE ASHAMED, WHERE WERE THEY ??? 

“ SO STUNNING, SO BRAVE “ IS WHAT THE WOKE SAY ... GO F**K YA BULLSHIT SAFE SPACE, CREAT’IN COMMIE FRUITCAKES WITH NO TASTE, WHAT A WASTE !!!

Me Forever : Bud Dahmer - ( prod. Dark User ) - VERY EXPLICIT !!!

Sameplace

Music, lyrics, ac. guitar & vocal : Grave
Ac. guitars, bass & mix : PJ Project

Political Correctness

Greetings from.... My Bed!!! Haha, have a great day and remember those who have fallen in America if you wish to. 

prod. by Potillo ( https://www.youtube.com/@PotilloBeats )

In My Bed

Timeless Bonds Frank & Hilma Our little Stars Version 2.

Stay Gone -  Tom Leonard

SPOILED by NOVA J

How did we become so spoiled?!

How did we become so spoiled?!

How did we become so spoiled?!

Sunday brunch at Sugar Pea
Glaring at me. You sip your tea.
Moaning ‘bout your Maui Jims 
“You want a pair just like his,” you grin.

Cold brew drip.
Attitude: flip.
Tone so sharp,
It cuts like a whip.

How did we become so spoiled?!

How did we become so spoiled?!
(Spoiled rotten, spoiled rotten, spoiled rotten)
Love was pure — now it’s soiled.
(Spoiled rotten)
Used to sweat and used to toil…
(Spoiled rotten)
Now look at us — so spoiled.
(Spoiled rotten)

Booked a suite at Mandarin
Thirty minutes from our flat again.
“Need a change,” you said with flair 
Then moaned, “There’s no bidet in there!”

Bubbles burst.
Bubbles pour.
We treat life
Like a corner store.

How did we become so spoiled?!

How did we become so spoiled?!
(Spoiled rotten, spoiled rotten, spoiled rotten)
Used to climb and used to build 
(Spoiled rotten)
Now we whine when wine is chilled.
(Spoiled rotten)
Tell me how we got this spoiled?!
(Spoiled rotten)

Ooooh la la laaaa
You throw fits, I match your sass
Ooooh la la laaaa
Yeah, we’re bougie — bold and brash
Ooooh la la laaaaaaaa
Laaaa la la

How did we become so spoiled?!

I said some things I can’t unsay
You slammed the door and walked away
I sat alone with guilt and dread
Thought I’d lost my love — it’s dead.

Then you came back — I saw you smile
We kissed and hugged and stayed a while
It’s messy love. It’s richly oiled.
And that’s why we became so spoiled.

How did we become so spoiled?!

How did we become so spoiled?!

Spoiled

Well’s track Glycerine with Llanpsych guitar

GLYCERINE

"Erlkönig", Op. 1, D 328, is a Kunstlied composed by Franz Schubert in 1815, which sets Johann Wolfgang von Goethe's poem of the same name.

piano by Helen Roberts

We hope you'll enjoy our rendition.

Lyrics

Wer reitet so spät durch Nacht und Wind?
Es ist der Vater mit seinem Kind;
Er hat den Knaben wohl in dem Arm,
Er fasst ihn sicher, er hält ihn warm.

Mein Sohn, was birgst du so bang dein Gesicht?"
"Siehst, Vater, du den Erlkönig nicht?
Den Erlenkönig mit Kron' und Schweif?"
"Mein Sohn, es ist ein Nebelstreif."

"Du liebes Kind, komm, geh mit mir!
Gar schöne Spiele spiel' ich mit dir;
Manch' bunte Blumen sind an dem Strand,
Meine Mutter hat manch gülden Gewand."

Mein Vater, mein Vater, und hörest du nicht,
Was Erlenkönig mir leise verspricht?"
"Sei ruhig, bleibe ruhig, mein Kind;
In dürren Blättern säuselt der Wind."
 
Willst, feiner Knabe, du mit mir gehn?
Meine Töchter sollen dich warten schön;
Meine Töchter führen den nächtlichen Reihn,
Und wiegen und tanzen und singen dich ein,
Sie wiegen und tanzen und singen dich ein."

"Mein Vater, mein Vater, und siehst du nicht dort
Erlkönigs Töchter am düstern Ort?"
"Mein Sohn, mein Sohn, ich seh' es genau:
Es scheinen die alten Weiden so grau."
 
"Ich liebe dich, mich reizt deine schöne Gestalt;
Und bist du nicht willig, so brauch' ich Gewalt."
"Mein Vater, mein Vater, jetzt fasst er mich an!
Erlkönig hat mir ein Leids getan!"

Dem Vater grauset's, er reitet geschwind,
Er hält in Armen das ächzende Kind,
Erreicht den Hof mit Müh' und Not;
In seinen Armen das Kind war tot.

English

Who rides, so late, through night and wind?
It is a father with his child.
He has the boy well in his arm
He holds him safely, he keeps him warm.

"My son, why do you hide your face in fear?"
"Father, do you not see the Erlking?
The Erlking with crown and tail?"
"My son, it is a streak of fog."

"You dear child, come, go with me!
Very lovely games I'll play with you;
Some colorful flowers are on the beach,
My mother has some golden robes."

"My father, my father, and do you not hear
What Erlking quietly promises me?"
"Be calm, stay calm, my child;
The wind is rustling through dry leaves."

"Do you, fine boy, want to go with me?
My daughters shall wait on you finely;
My daughters lead the nightly dance,
And rock and dance and sing you to sleep,
They rock and dance and sing you to sleep."

"My father, my father, and don't you see there
Erlking's daughters in the gloomy place?"
"My son, my son, I see it clearly:
There shimmer the old willows so grey."

"I love you, your beautiful form excites me;
And if you're not willing, then I will use force."
"My father, my father, he's touching me now!
Erlking has done me harm!"

It horrifies the father, he swiftly rides on,
He holds the groaning child in his arms,
Reaches the farm with great difficulty;
In his arms, the child was dead.


artwork by Julius Nisle

Erlkönig (Franz Schubert - with Helen Roberts)

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