Phonk

K̶i̸l̷l̷ ̵D̷y̶l̶l̵

OW MY 👂

Pranav.wav

Dark Boy

"Hit Kids Not Juuls"(prod.pranav)

rbowchickenn x xteage x silvarounds x hugomasked x slakvest x dj shuriken666 type beat

devastate

LIVE ANOTHER DAY

Written in smoke

Day$okee- written in smoke (prod. dentist) [Lyric video on youtube]

Download/stream: https://ethanross.fanlink.to/neverbreak

NEVER BREAK

stream/download

NEVER BREAK (ft. Lames) [prod. Luga]

A MILLION WAYS TO MURDER

MURDER IN MY MIND

@kidsmile
@backoffjames
lyrics: 

I put my pastor in a body bag
The cops pulled up ain’t get the body back
I’m drifting with a body dragging off a Pontiac 
Evil never sleeps young insomniac 

Never take my medication but that razor on me 
How they scream my meditation make em scream for mommy 
All these songs is incantations now I’m feeling godly 
Can you feel that? 
Cuz I’m feeling ominous
I been in love with this negative energy that I put back on my enemies 
I been a goat from the jump you will never be up on my level I’m heavenly
Been in the kitchen got me a new recipe imma mix blood with the Hennessy
Watch as I blow my competition to oblivion 

I put my pastor in a body bag
The cops pulled up ain’t get the body back
I’m drifting with a body dragging off a Pontiac 
Evil never sleeps young insomniac

I come out when the suns down
I hang with the wrong crowd 
I been in the dog pound 
I got pliers in your mouth 
Imma rip your eyes out
Who’s about to laugh now? Like

You can’t run from me
My head a wreck 
I done been my own bad company 
I love suffering 
Cross on my neck
I been doing my own summoning 

Don’t speak my name 
I take tongues out the mouth of lames
Burn up in flames
I leave the rest just to decay
You’re all the same 
Just maggots meant for death to claim 
Feel the pain
Of my knife in your rib cage

I put my pastor in a body bag
The cops pulled up ain’t get the body back
I’m drifting with a body dragging off a Pontiac 
Evil never sleeps young insomniac

links:

7xvn:
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killjames:
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SoundCloud: https://soundcloud.app.goo.gl/wdNYYqT...

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7xvn - AMEN (prod. AKVRI x KILLJAMES)

TIKI TO THE TOE

TIKI TO THE TOE (prod.pranav)

Lames x Letoa x Sadfriendd - GO! (Prod. Lames x Shenrxn)

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VØJ & Lastfragment - Queen of Pain

BOY WITH A BEAM

"BOY WITH A BEAM" (prod. pranav)

He a dead man walking
Choppas get you chopping
Always packin' metal if a nigga keep on talking
I'll put you in a coffin
Leave you with no conscious
Smoking on yo pack and leave yo body in there rotting

He a dead man walking
Choppas get you chopping
Always packin' metal if a nigga keep on talking
I'll put you in a coffin
Leave you with no conscious
Smoking on yo pack and leave yo body in there rotting

Gotta strap in the back with Glock an attach
And I run wit yo bitch I be blowing the back
Gotta AR attach I be holding it back
And I'm back from the trap where I rap and I crap
And I smoke on a dab no mid or wack
Gone count my chips and count my racks
From the back I clap bounce back if that
And you don't want the smoke I could promise you that

Ima spaz on the track we gone get that bag
No cap big stack like a big big bad
No clips at the pad we gone click clack back
No bag just racks and bands bands

Bands Bands
50 on your block bro
Holo with the dot
And a pussy what I'm not hoe
Talk all that talk when you can't even walk tho
Might need a mop clean ops out the blocko

Goner a Walmart gay machine gun kelly
How you a shrimp and you still got a belly
Talk like a brit on the televised tele
Claiming you tough but Evan bitch really

Adios my nigga time to say bye
Your boy is dead in a ditch in Dubai
Wait to pull straps cause I like to win fights
Without my holos but after I might

Pull out the gat put a hole in his head
Bitch you a mat with the way that I step
Skin to the bone and ill eat what is left
Spit that shit out cause you bitch in the flesh

He a dead man walking
Choppas get you chopping
Always packin' metal if a nigga keep on talking
I'll put you in a coffin
Leave you with no conscious
Smoking on yo pack and leave yo body in there rotting
He a dead man walking
Choppas get you chopping
Always packin' metal if a nigga keep on talking
I'll put you in a coffin
Leave you with no conscious
Smoking on yo pack and leave yo body in there rotting

DEADMAN WALKiN

Day$okee- DEADMAN WALKiN feat pranav.wav (prod. bumboi)

EAT UR FRUIT (prod. bumboi)

beat made by sasha888z on instagram
Lyrics:
Psychotic tendacies gon be the death of me
Screaming so loud I've been loosing sanity 
Scratch out my eyelids the gods have been blessing me 
Killing my mind cus  I got no integrity  
Hour   after hour staring at the dusty cellings 
 man addiction is demeaning But I like it when I bleed 
 I don't need my homies Ill be dead before I'm 40 been better on my lonely   
Yea I'm screaming in my sheets

Kill a mother fucker when he shits oh my demeanor need a liter  when I wake up 
 
I am a heaven sent mixed with a veteran 
Smoking on sediment  Mending the elements 
I'm grungy and grimey 
Yea slippery and slimey 
I'm toting my shit while my wrist looking shiney 
That Boy got to running I'm wielding a trident beside a me 
I am a god in the Odessey 
My bitch love crystal not talking astrology 
Hxnry the prophet he's conquering colonies 


Knife in a gun fight
 Man i cannot  think right 
Got Death in my eyesight 
The crucifix burning is giving me gods light

bathe in the blood of the ignorant 
Sacrifice innocent 
Withdrawals are kickin in 
No one is listening

 I got addictions your gods cannot solve em  I'm down in the gutter and  smoking my problems 
I'm below the bottom and sipping on bottles
My demons  are hostile 
 I'm Watching the earth  burn 
That ain't my concern 
I got nowhere to get high now my stomach hurts  I am my punisher 
 
 
People are dying 
the ocean is drying 
While Twitter is whining these stupid ass 
piggies don't like my defiance 

Scratch out my eyelids the gods have been blessing me 
Killing my mind cus  I got no integrity 
Psychotic tendacies gon be the death of me 


Shout  out these labels they're calling me back like a game of red rover 
I'm Killin a poser 
Been hot like a toaster im huffin some toxins like joker 
I got diciples I pull out the rifle 
Your Body  will hang from the light post 
ImWhipping a dragon Ill kill em with voodo
I'm boxing kathulu 
The king  of the underground watch who your talking to 
I am a prophet a shepherd of sheep  
This shit a game I kill em with ease 
Get out the way wit my army a kings 
Fuck what you repping im killin a leach

Psychotic tendacies gon be the death of me
Screaming so loud I've been loosing sanity 
Scratch out my eyelids the gods have been blessing me 
Killing my mind cus  I got no integrity

Psychotic Tendonc's

LAND OF FIRE

LINKS

GXNER:
IG: www.instagram.com/yxuragxner/
Spotify: open.spotify.com/artist/0NUH2RWvdkFdWSnv8iD3VW
Twitter: twitter.com/yxuragxner

Kill Dyll (@kill_dyll)
IG: www.instagram.com/killxdyll/
Spotify: open.spotify.com/artist/1r5YzslA0QwyIZISgHJrU7

art @spiiral

LYRICS:
Gxner:

Imma hop out the whip
He ain't run, ain't run, ain't run, ain't run get low
Big stock and a clip
My gun, my gun, my gun, my gun unload
New rocks for the kicks
I step, I step, I step, I step on throats
Get rocked in the pit
His neck, chin checked, now his face laying down, it broke
And he think he hard cuz he yelled on the beat but that's something that I would've scrapped
And I dropped a bag on this Audi, I'm pushing a hundred, I'm doing the dash
I grip it like I'm outta Saudi, I'm putting a bullet inside of his back
And they never finding his body, if I miss my shotty then he gettin stabbed

Dyll:
Body's catch bullets like a light to a moth
Fuckers try to press me, never knowin what it cost
Pushin ever bullet, every blade til they rot
Dead lullabies in their mind when I'm out

When out imma kill
What I'm bout bouta fill

Ever body with a shell
Is it fake, is it real
Bouta Swallow every pill
Just to feel something still
Imma take what I can
What I can't I am feelin
Im pealing back scalps
What I'm about
In constant agony
That's what I shout

Kill for the culture
And Kill for the clout
Dyll ain no vulture
He'll make you a spout
Imma be making it with or without
The fuckers against me
You Better watch out

Re up no payment
I'm pushin his face in
The curb in the pavement
The fuckers that hate me
Are really displacing
My thrown next to satan
Fuck you I hate em
I leave em encased in
A tomb, not located
A stain on my sneaker
You're nothing but faded
Nothing but jaded

Existence erased
I'm nothing but cold
Imma be Killin it til I am old
See him so brazy
Think that he tall
That fucker is lazy
I'll make him real small

Duck all these bullets
My k like to blow
His friends in the back all fold
And scream
GET LOW

Gxner:
Big stock and a clip
My gun, my gun, my gun, my gun unload
New rocks for the kicks
I step, I step, I step, I step on throats
Get rocked in the pit
His neck, chin checked, now his face laying down, it broke
And he think he hard cuz he yelled on the beat but that's something that I would've scrapped
And I dropped a bag on this Audi, I'm pushing a hundred, I'm doing the dash
I grip it like I'm outta Saudi, I'm putting a bullet inside of his back
And they never finding his body, if I miss my shotty then he gettin stabbed

GET LOW (FEAT. KILL DYLL) (PROD. CRVLLLY)

LYRICS:

[Grioten]

Aye, and i hit you with a headshot 
Swerve so fast i be looking like a hedgehog
You ain’t ever win because I am the best 
I don’t want to fight because I’ll put your fucking ass to rest 

I ain’t ever gunna fold
No cap im on go 
Ima put you in a stretcher if you think I ain’t a goat
Like, woah
I don’t want to be your bro 
Got big big goals and you finna make it slow

Fully automatic I just spread 100 shots
You a bot, make another wish and you go running to your mom
You a bitch boy, bitch made, step the fuck up
If you wanna be the best then get the fuck up off the mudd

[DAY$OKEE]

i be poppin droppin bodies getting money on my own i use to ride wit all these niggas but they keep on getting hoed and i be all about my lonesome droppin bodies on the road n catch em slipping i ain’t trippin put a bullet in yo dome

i be talkin how im walkin i been gettin kinda colder
keep a glockie in my sock and i be on about my rover use to do this shi for fun now the money takin over use to do this shi for fun now the money takin over

if i catch you lackin ima put you in the grave 
i be pistol packin droppin bodies in the rain
grippin automatics finna shoot you in the brain
i be all about it finna watch you pass away 
if i catch you lackin ima put you in the grave 
i be pistol packin droppin bodies in the rain
grippin automatics finna shoot you in the brain
i be all about it finna watch you pass away 

[IShowSpeed]

I will take your soul, and make you die, in your veins
MUHAHAHAHA

[Grioten]

Bitch I’m on beast mode, boutta hit that shit so clean 
Ima put you in a headlock and while I punch you in the spleen
No gas no brakes, all I do is get paid
If you really tryna fuck with me, I’ll put you in a maze

Skirt skirt skirt I’m the realest in the scene
Bitch I fucking pick you last when I’m choosing my team
Got Bentleys, corvette, Ferrari
Drifting through the road at ease

I ain’t ever gunna fold
No cap im on go 
Ima put you in a stretcher if you think I ain’t a goat
Like, woah
I don’t want to be your bro 
Got big big goals and you finna make it slow

Fully automatic I just spread 100 shots
You a bot, make another wish and you go running to your mom
You a bitch boy, bitch made, step the fuck up
If you wanna be the best then get the fuck up off the mudd

I ain’t ever gunna fold
No cap im on go 
Ima put you in a stretcher if you think I ain’t a goat
Like, woah
I don’t want to be your bro 
Got big big goals and you finna make it slow

Fully automatic I just spread 100 shots
You a bot, make another wish and you go running to your mom
You a bitch boy, bitch made, step the fuck up
If you wanna be the best then get the fuck up off the mudd

MUDD

$werve, Grioten, DAY$OKEE - MUDD

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Art. https://www.instagram.com/hvlfern/?hl=en

THE PHONKY BLASTER 9000

THE PHONKY BLASTER 9000 (feat. Saush, ROMA JONSON, Eccentric Ren & Bl8dez)

STEP BACK! FT. SXMPRA [prod. sxmpra] *OUT ON ALL PLATS*

HOUSE OF HELL

$werve, Leftoz - HOUSE OF HELL

pranav.wav

"JESUS LOVE YOU BUT I DON'T"(prod. pranav)

STRANGLE YOU DEAD (prod. x + pranav)

This song was Co-Produced by Kill Dyll and Pranav.Wav
Everything down to the cover art was collaborated on

SUPPORT PRANAV

SOUNDCLOUD
@pranavwav
SPOTIFY
open.spotify.com/artist/3lF1kjL5n…IP?autoplay=true
INSTA
www.instagram.com/pranav.wav/?hl=en
YOUTUBE
www.youtube.com/c/pranavwav

JFK.©
All Rights Reserved
Kill Dyll & Pranav.Wav 2022

𝕃𝕪𝕣𝕚𝕔𝕤

Say good night
Cuz' this 45 tucked
Aim down sight
Imma drain that blood

Imma donate brains
To your car headrest
JFK
You don't need no vest

Bitch!

Fuck you and your sympathy
I just wanna die in peace
Fuck you and your sympathy
I just wanna die in peace
Fuck you and your sympathy
I just wanna die in peace
Fuck you and your sympathy
I just wanna die in peace

Givin a motherfucker what they need
Not what they want
They need to shut the fuck up
So their teeth is what I stomp

Watch him su su studder
When I'm changing up my tone
Dyll is the beheader
If you try to take my throne

Overthrown the lames
So now I'm at where I belong
He's blessed fuckin breathing
But he's not blessed for very long

Fuck you, your façade, is showing like its bomb
I'm blowing up like the taliban
Tally up all my arms
I'm constantly underfire
I'm wired to kill em all
You fuckers are petty liars
Imma purging em til I'm gone

You got a big ass forehead
Fuck you feelins im morbid
Runnin my church no Mormon
Tie him to the car and floor it
Kill a whole man and move on
Sippin that tea that oolong
Hate little kids like Kumon
Hole in yo head don't move wrong

Holo through his head if he talk about some goofy shit
Lay him down with lead hoe in a hooligan
Who again I'm the the nigga that would go and shoot again
Find where you stay burn your crib make you move again
I don't got no hobbies I prefer a little homicide
Fiddle with my fingers on the trigger pick out who to die
Should I hang him by the neck and frame a sudden suicide
Point the trigger to myself and try to figure who am I

Obviously probably a mufuckin prodigy
Hold the gun solemnly keep yo apology
Skin him to death and then watchin his body bleed
Killing that boy for a want and not just the need
When you with me make sure you talkin properly
You are not human to me you my property
Been a whole god so nobody is stoppin' me
Pastor pranav or at least call me father p

Kick from the k got my wrist feelin sore
I got holo after holo leave that boy on the floor
Imma kool aid man through the wall or a door
Put the knife to his head till he dead kill the whore

I don't got no hobbies I prefer a little homicide
Fiddle with my fingers on the trigger pick out who to die
Should I hang him by the neck and frame a sudden suicide
Point the trigger to myself and try to figure who am I
I don't know so I am slow el ey dying
Talk bout the smoke but you always just typing
Sharpen my nails but this world has been filing
Walk what I talk and bitch and I'm always smiling

JFK - Kill Dyll x Pranav.Wav (Prod. Kill Dyll + Pranav.Wav)

DEADMAN WALKIN'

pranav.wav X Day$okee - "DEADMAN WALKIN" (prod. pranav X bumboi)

pranav.wav x Kill Dyll - "SMOKE OPPS NOT CIGS"(prod. pranav + kill dyll)

TOKYO GHOUL!©
All Rights Reserved
Kill Dyll 2023

𝕃𝕪𝕣𝕚𝕔𝕤

Dyll feelin bitter again he diggin the pen to his socket
lookin at him and I see him beggin me to stop it
I live for revenge I'm off of the hinge and I love it
Treating my iron like I've been fire, IM SMOKING

TOKYO GHOUL HOW I RIP UP HIS CHEST
FUCKERS DONT LIVE PAST MY AIM CUZ I'M BLESSED
SCOPIN HIM DOWN THEN IM TAKIN HIS BREATH
THESE FUCKERS ARE CLOWNS SO I TREAT EM LIKE PESTS

I just can't give a fuck
I just can't give a fuck
I just can't give a fuck
I just can't give a

Take somebody's vision precision I never miss
If you think I'm fuckin playin I'm sayin I never kid
Talkin all that smack will get a mother fucker hit
That's why I keep these millimeters on my mother fuckin hip

dyll has been pissin
never forgiving all you motherfuckers
trippin not sipping 
I'm never living with you motherfuckers

me and you are different
I never wanted to love another
radio silence 
I been defiant to you mother fuckers

tokyo ghoul how I'm taking what's left
you fuckers that play with me
playing with death
bitch I'm not like you
I'll fight til I'm dead
bitch im not like you
ill fight til im dead

TOKYO GHOUL HOW I RIP UP HIS CHEST
FUCKERS DONT LIVE PAST MY AIM CUZ I'M BLESSED
SCOPIN HIM DOWN THEN IM TAKIN HIS BREATH
THESE FUCKERS ARE CLOWNS SO I TREAT EM LIKE PESTS

Fuck what they think
What they say I'm a god
Puttin this 9 right inside of his eye
Pussie don't press me I'll leave you dismembered
You prolly don't know me I'm cold as December I'm Dyll

Fuck your feels
Fuck these bitches
Never real
Never real

TOKYO GHOUL! (Prod. Kill Dyll)

NX FACE.©
All Rights Reserved
Kill Dyll 2023

𝐅𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰 𝐦𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞!

𝑰𝒏𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒈𝒓𝒂𝒎: https://www.instagram.com/killxdyll/
𝑻𝒊𝒌𝒕𝒐𝒌: https://www.tiktok.com/@kill_dyll?lan...
𝑻𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒓: https://twitter.com/kill_dyll
𝑺𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒅𝑪𝒍𝒐𝒖𝒅: https://soundcloud.com/kill_dyll


𝕃𝕪𝕣𝕚𝕔𝕤

If that pussy think he cold
Here's robitussin
I'm sick of all these nothins actin like they onto somethin
Motherfucker watch them fold
Like he was bluffin
Stomp out his esophogus
Now there's no damn discussion

NO FACE
NO CASE
WATCH A MOTHER FUCKER FOLD
NO FADE 

NO FACE
NO CASE
WATCH A MOTHER FUCKER FOLD
NO FADE 

Dyll is the enemy
Wanted for fame and defending me
Fuckers are really deceiving me
Funny you fuckers all really just envy me
I don't need pennies
I need you to die
You can not stop me by offering dimes
Mother fucker really wanted to die
Grantin that wish
And I'm splittin his mind
Pertain to the vein inside his brain
Fuck it Imma bang like a aneurysm ay
Mother fuckers lame I don't play with the k's
Only one more that would make it racisist 
I don't play with bassist
Only play with bass
Give me room I need some fuckin space
6 Decibel ain't enough to play
And I don't bluff Ok?
but I will fuck your day
Put a 45 right inside his brain

Watch him run when I fuckin spray
Duck and cover you will fuckin pay
You're the roach and I'm the fuckin raid
You're the shit and I'm the 10 to Ace
Watch his life go right down the drain

Imma fuck your face with the damn 45
Lookin at the pain
And the pain don't mind
Mother fuckers so damn sick in the brain
Look at the fuckers that runnin the bank
Look at the fuckers that runnin your time
Takin your money and takin your life
Lining up pockets with commas of mine
Fuck I might leave em deceased in my mind

NO FACE
NO CASE
WATCH A MOTHER FUCKER FOLD
NO FADE 

NO FACE
NO CASE
WATCH A MOTHER FUCKER FOLD
NO FADE 

NO FACE
NO CASE
WATCH A MOTHER FUCKER FOLD
NO FADE 

NO FACE
NO CASE
WATCH A MOTHER FUCKER FOLD
NO FADE

NX FACE. (Prod. Kill Dyll)

W/ https://www.instagram.com/killxdyll/?hl=en

KILL INC. w/ KILL DYLL

and dat's on me

socials: https://linktr.ee/thenameislames

lilbubblegum: https://soundcloud.com/lil_bubblegum

The Lamest

The Lamest (feat. lilbubblegum)

20  year old rapper/producer/artist pranav.wav embraced a loud and aggressive sound from the start, working with his homemade dark beats and explosive drops. His lyrics skewed towards violence and sheer rage on much of his work, resulting in a viral hit with a single off his album, "HIT KIDS NOT JUULS" . With consistent releases and improving quality, he has done several shows and even featured in tours with artists such as Nascar Aloe and Kill Dyll. Pranav produces all his beats, creates his cover art, writes his lyrics, engineers his songs, and records his vocals all on his laptop - in a DIY car studio. Moving out to do music full-time after high school was his plan; he did just that and is currently living in his own place doing what he loves.