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(Prod. TrackBoyT & FVCELE$$)

DROP DEAD KILL

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DROP DEAD KILL - (Ft. ✞FuKQue✞, LilBowPurp, Double D, Dirty Neck)

@ericnorth
@cats-kill
@c-o-r-p-s-e
@devinwilldo
@kyleslow
@landfill
Art by: @tan (@tan18w2q3)
Mixed by: @ericnorth

BOT HEAD (ERIC NORTH, JIMMY V, CXRPSE, DEVIN WILL, KYLE SLOW) [PROD. LANDFILL]

lyrics:

Resting my foot on yo head I just conquered yo land had to slaughter yo clan now yo fans is my fans abide chain of command while you swallow them xans and embarrass yo parents
You a pinhead nigga, I'm not gonna spare you
My two cents bigger, still chirp like canaries
I fed-ex zip-up, something mysterious
Not no drive by nerve agent wrapped if u curious
Got my eyes wide shut
Smoking my blunt
You a roach like my cigarette butt
Get put out look at what you put out
You a sound cloud cutout
Calling yo hood out
Wall paper gang members thinking its good now fuck you then pull out
What am I good for
Sliding my flow in yo bitch while my wood stroke
Nigga I could tho
Nigga I'll kick a door
If its a stick em all don't bring that tat-too gun rather stick and poke

Right where we left off you actin crisscross 
Scrubbing like dish wash
Makes me sick, like blood clots, Chris bosh shoot at 3 points like Chris Paul
Use your head as a kick off
This ain't no kids job
Point that shit spray at the ground til you blue in the face while you crip walk
I don't know bout you nigga my shits hard I eat these rappers for lunch while I sit far
Away from the crowd cause I know it I speak like a poet I don't wanna show it my actions heroic they stop I keep going
Beat yo ass like a favor I owe you
I know I control you 11 like ocean
Got my niggas around me we scoping I'm peeping I'm posted, like a stamp on that card you not holding arriving some time in the postal

2. Nerves

lyrics:

Kill you where you standing, I don't think you understand it I cant stand you not gonna take that sitting down okay I'll slam ’em
Body drop like drowning pool he 17 boy stay in school
Aint' gonna make me lose my cool that fan gonna blow right out the blue

I see you, when I see you like a movie trailer preview
But he ain't coming back so don't be waiting for that sequel
Your bones is getting broken like that ex that made you single I reverse your hype entirely and see you in my rear view
I dont care bout if this feed you watch me blade the key like Riku
I'm soaring past you goofies while you Donald Duck for cover call your people get your brother
I'm aiming at yo mother if he think he slick as butter cant believe it grabbed your cousin while they dreaming under covers
Annihilate your lover
I shoot a jumper out the courthouse still gonna beat the buzzer
They never should of let me out
The cage I been in lying down
Exposing all you liars now
For what you really are deep down
Could've been this way before but chose to be this way right now
Could've been on top before but too lazy to go and take trash out
Yea 1k
Keep that shit 1k
Ball hard like 2k
Get yo face
Out my space, erase
Everything you make
Real quick, uh
Black hole yo shit
Attract yo bitch she pull close get sucked in
Damn that twit pic
She follow dick
Slip in slide her DM slip inside her she get wet
Fukkit so tech
Give me lines like he sell tech
Or shoot back like tech-9 divide by 3 right at ya neck
There's words left unsaid
Need a censor like its triple x
I triple up yo debt
Now he doubting if he better dead
I put his ass to bed
Like lil' baby while he wah wah
Cause clearly you upset
Like you verified I send a check that's pointed at yo chest
Whatchu' want wit me
Nigga whatchu' want wit me
This a Kodak moment cause we in here smoking broccoli


Flash bang
White screen
No field of vision
Cant see what you cant hear in the distance
Concussed, your head bust
I scope you like its 1v1 on rust I keep that thang tucked its Fukkit cannot let you up
Flash bang
White screen
No field of vision
Cant see what you cant hear in the distance
Concussed, your head bust
I scope you like its 1v1 on rust I keep that thang tucked its Fukkit cannot let you up

6. Flashbang

DJ AKOZA - DO OR GET DONE EP

Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/track/5BZtDS1u79mV36SpO3rvyy

Mixed and Written by Big Roshi
Produced by D i R T

Lyrics:

Ima bad influence boy you shouldnt even talk to me
Gave up on my life before I even hit my fuckin teens
If I got a problem I just drop it with the hennessy
All these bitches testin me I cut them off so hastily

Im the definition of a fuckboy
Fuck girls dont fuck boys
Pull up witta fat pac
Then light up that fake noise

Waste yo money
Fuck yo savings
Yall made me
Im yalls satan

Say hello to your creation
Crawling straight up out yo basement
Witta kilo of a drug that we prefer to keep to lemens
I aint famous
Still make payments
Goin ape shit
Homies nameless

We dont talk bout what we do its rude
We talk bout what we finna do
If the licc hits we aint make the news
We in and out never left no bruise

We use tasers too
I pull teeth out too
Gold grill  get curb stomp
Nice rings i burn palms

I been thru it all
I got head thru stalls
I still keep it fresh
I still shave my balls

Ill take any pill you gimme
If u drop 20 drop 50
I dont care just get it here quickly
Prolly could call me a junky

I get to feeling like feeling like I should be feeling
But I dont want none of it all

I just blow all of the demons that scream in my ear
And hope as I walk that I dont fall

Ima bad influence boy you shouldnt even talk to me
Gave up on my life before I even hit my fuckin teens
If I got a problem I just drop it with the hennessy
All these bitches testin me I cut them off so hastily

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