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necrohyeta

im a terrorist 3

SCREAMS AND RAGE (pt 6)

Vox: @bruude
Prod: @cheiropter
Master: me :)
Intro:
(I’ve got a birds eye view I got nothing left to lose
Fucking stuck I need to move
Ravens pecking at my roots)

Break my soul I’ve been standing here alone
Been stuck here for so long I don’t know where I belong
Break my throne there’s no need to go on
New things turned to mold yeah that’s just how it goes

Walk with a blindfold I hate all of you equally
Spending your time in a dream for eternity
you’ll never realize becoming my enemy 
you’re in it to deep in the sheeple mentality
Wind blowing through but I’m still standing firm
Routed to the ground as a live with the dirt
Breathe with no purpose and live with the curse
Alone in the fields with the crops goes to burn
Feed the machine you’re so blind that it hurts
Stuck in the mud got the life of a worm
You’re as empty as the shadow you make on the curb
A husk of a being doomed to this world

I’ve got a birds eye view 
I’ve got nothing left to lose
Fucking stuck I need to move
Ravens pecking at my roots

Devil’s knocking at my room

Bruude - Pugalo [prod. Kairopter]

Blitz (PROD.TBG)

ПОДЖОГ

PROD. SKOTSKR

LYRICS:

TOO MANY WANTED ME FUCKED UP
THEN I DID IT AGAIN BITCH I STUCK WITH IT
I GOT LOVE WITH IT
EVERY ONE OF MINE GOT UP WITH IT
CATCH UP WITH US BITCH UH

Y'ALL CAN'T DO SHIT LIKE I DO
MY FUCKING PEOPLE FIND YOU
THEN WRAP THAT ISSUE UP BITCH GUESS WHO GOT Y'ALL BITCHES STUCK

YES I'M STILL DEPRESSED I WANT MY BLOOD SPILLED OUT BITCH
Y'ALL ACT LIKE YOU KNEW ME FUCKING WATCH Y'ALL MOUTH BITCH
SHIT I'LL BE DEAD BEFORE I GIVE THESE BITCHES ENERGY
AND Y'ALL COULD KILL ME 'FOR I GIVE THESE FAGGOTS ANYTHING

SPEAK 'BOUT ME AGAIN I LET THAT SHIT FLY BACK BITCH
NEED THAT KIND OF MONEY SET MY CHILDREN UP WITH RACKS BITCH
X2
SPEAK 'BOUT ME AGAIN I LET THAT SHIT FLY BACK BITCH
X2
NEED THAT KIND OF MONEY SET MY CHILDREN UP WITH RACKS BITCH
X2

I WAKE UP DEAD SO I'M NOT SCARED OF THAT
AND ONCE I DID IT, PAY MY PARENTS BACK
FOR ALL THAT HELL I PUT THEM PEOPLE THROUGH
I BEEN MET DEVILS MOTHERFUCKER I AIN'T SCARED OF YOU

I CAN'T GET BETTER
I CAN'T GET BETTER
BECAUSE MY FRIENDS FUCKING UP AND SHIT I LET 'EM
BUT Y'ALL CAN'T TELL ME HOW THE FUCK I'M 'SPOSED TO HELP
I CAN'T DO EVERYTHING I'M TRYNA HELP MYSELF

SPEAK 'BOUT ME AGAIN I LET THAT SHIT FLY BACK BITCH
I BEEN MET DEVILS MOTHERFUCKER I AIN'T SCARED OF YOU
NEED THAT KIND OF MONEY SET MY CHILDREN UP WITH RACKS BITCH
I BEEN MET DEVILS MOTHERFUCKER I AIN'T SCARED OF YOU

ENERGY

SAITAMA! (prod. baily daniel)

lyrics:
fuck, yuh, ima run up with my blade
pull my glock right at your face, ima catch your fucking fade uh
yuh, drown your body in a lake
put his organs on a plate, motherfucker you are fake bitch
ay, ima keep my fucking hatchet
ay, litle pussy better step back#ay, ima get a fucking jetlag
ay, now u better head back

this scene's the disciple and I am the master your music's the jester I break out in laughter
when I hear your shit Ima stab myself faster pull up with the hammer I bet you get fractured
this is the best of me I got no empathy just got a spear Ima go on a killing streak
and my music sounds like a royal melodie when I'm in front of you you can say RIP

RIP, RIP, RIP, bitch x4

Pull the tech9, your bitch is so fine
got my blade in her eye, now she just wants to die
snort a fucking line, I guess she's seeking for her death
got no selfcontrol I beat these bitches up while taking meth

tell me pussy who gon' talk shit, Ima keep a blade tucked on my back
if you try to run away I'll smack you down and break your neck
out of function, idgas lil bitch
I just pulled up with a rope mangle your body in a ditch

this scene's the disciple and I am the master your music's the jester I break out in laughter
when I hear your shit Ima stab myself faster pull up with the hammer I bet you get fractured
this is the best of me I got no empathy just got a spear Ima go on a killing streak
and my music sounds like a royal melodie when I'm in front of you you can say RIP

RIP, RIP, RIP, bitch x4

R.I.P (prod. SLICXR)

Dropping my submission for the #TOXICbyXXX challenge as a Soundcloud Exclusive for you goobers <3

LYRICS: https://genius.com/Ruzlxn-toxic-lyrics

TOXIC !

#TOXICbyXXX

TOXIC ! (PROD. XXXTENTACION)

Biv:

More money more problems
All the commas never solving
Happiness I slavage from the doubters
Wanna get him they got him
Stackin bodies into columns
They comin for hand outs like blossom
Make up ya mind, is you poppin or dodging
Think my mental came from hand me downs
Pull up loud, but silent when I'm out
Taught myself, and taught by my surrounds
You all bark, but courage out the pound
Got a smile on my teeth
But I die underneath
Understand what I mean
Bitch try it with me
Don't slide with the feign
Can't ride on the team
Can't say what I mean
But I owe what I need
Nose bleed to my feet
Where the money increase
Fat stack in the jean
You can never be me,
Like they wanted to be
What my enemies seen
We can never agree
Script been tucked in the sleeve
Pop when I need
But I live for a fee
You can't stay where I sleep
Shit been too simple to me
I'm sane as can be

Run up your block, fucka better get buck
Runnin your mouth, never gave you a fuck
Ain't bout the violence, but never gonna duck
Give me a reason, I'm fuckin you up
Run up your block, fucka better get buck
Runnin your mouth, never gave you a fuck
Ain't bout the violence, but never gonna duck
Give me a reason, I'm fuckin you up

nAvvvi:

Personal mild like chipotle bowl
Cis white man like the super bowl
Turn that fucko into casserole
Minute maid hand in a pigeonhole
When a wait baked take everything strait its a fate so great you can't look away
I don't stay amazed
By the shit you spray
So get the fuck away
Tik tik tok and it's non stop
Losing the canon its straight for your bedroom it's shooting out sudden
You're lucky if living, this life is all giving
The heroes are chanting they're blocking the holding
The pins are aligned like we clapping and bowling
Speak as though livid, i question your fitted
But you driving too loud like a man in a civic
So take all that back
Whoa you just graduated from dumb dumb college
Now all that's left for you is Starbucks knowledge

Civic Blossom ft. nAvvvi (Prod. KILLJAMES x 2PRO)

INCIDENT

art: @_brainbits
ft @sentfromiraqxo
@hxlx

https://linktr.ee/tsaruicide

SPOTIFY

MASTER PRESTIGE w/ SENTFROMIRAQ [HXLX]

ENDOPARASITIC STALKER [NVRMND]

PACK-A-PUNCHED w/ FROSTTT [HXLX]

GET OUT 2!

ПЛЁНКИ ИЗ ПОУКИПЗИ

LYRICS

IM THE CEO BITCH
I’LL OPEN UP YOUR CITY’S MOSH
GORE STREET SHIT
MAKE YOUR CORE GET ROCKED
IM ON GORE STREET BITCH
IM A GORE STREET BOSS
CROWD SURF, FLIP
EVERY VENUE GET LOST
IM THE CEO BITCH
I’LL OPEN UP YOUR CITY’S MOSH
GORE STREET SHIT
MAKE YOUR CORE GET ROCKED
IM ON GORE STREET BITCH
IM A GORE STREET BOSS
CROWD SURF, FLIP
EVERY VENUE GET LOST

как одной Андерграунд тусовке удалось
скрестить РП с грайн кором
что это звучит свежо Интересно а главное
куда более

i feel like micheal
bitch i’m a capo
get on your knees like you enter a chapel
bite in your core like a mafuckin apple
i’m a big fish you a mafuckin tadpole
whipping this shit with her face in my lap ho
hoppin the scene im not needing a grapple
me and my team make your city streets rattle

You follow orders, youre nothing but cattle

I got some shit to say okay
Put your life on delay okay
Are you living good today? Okay
Im eating steak, filet, okay
Im writing rap essays, okay
Nothing I cant convey, okay
Gore street I cant betray, okay
You dont got the answers sway, okay

I CANT HEAR WHAT YOU SAY
TAKE MY DICK UP OUT YOUR MOUTH
KNOW YOU WISH YOU COULD PLAY
A SONG THAT MOVES THE FUCKIN CROWD
GO AND FUCK UP THE STATE
YOU FROM THE NORTH OR FROM THE SOUTH?
DOIN THIS EVERY DAY
TAKE MY DICK UP OUT YOUR MOUTH

GORE STREET BOSS (PROD. TAKIZAVA/$TRANDED)

ПЛЕСЕНЬ

BEAT 1 CRAIG
BEAT 2 CRAIG
BEAT 3 TAKI CRAIG 
ART CRAIG 

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☻☻☻

HUFFING AN OPEN STOMACH TO VIOLENTLY HALLUCINATE [PROD. SCISSORHANDS/TAKIZAVA]

Я ПЬЮ НЕКРОН (SVCCVBVS)

featuring LAZZY2WICE
produced груз 200 (1,4), wassupdawg (3,5) & koma (2)
mix wassupdawg

ДАНЖ (prod. груз200)

МАНЕКЕН (prod. груз200)

ПОХУЙ (IDGAF) prod. wassupdawg

hook 1 / verse 1 (kill ebola)
just like gg allin eat my shit you rodents talk alot of it
throw back corpses off a bridge and locos when im popping shit
acid trip on pirate ships im davy joneses locker smith
pickle lick she half way giving head like when a nickel flip

lost my mind now im living in the bay
speaking foul till the flag keep on playing 
suspended license so i pulled up in a tank
playing hoarse on the porch getting baked
finger fuck a fucking asian slut im nutting in her braids 
leave her legless on the covers feeding semen off a plate 
dumping rodents in the gutters out in public off the drank
mixed with pills feel like a zombie shoot me rick impale my brain


verse 2 (kamaara) 

tucked away inside my home 
got bitches wondering where ive gone 
like bitch im getting fucking payed 
no time to fuck with none you lames
supercalifragilisticexpialidocious 
i be in yo bitch that pussy feeling like an ocean
usually im trapped inside my mind about a bitch
but today im with ebola drinking gas and smoking it 


verse 3 (muppy)
honesty
you lacking it
took a part of me 
and subtracted it
watch your step
i attack again
nothings left
i wont make amends
why are they running from something that eventually gonna benefit them 
burden on burden they stacking up weight i been lurking all day now im counting to 10
everything comes to an end if you piling it up then its just gonna drop
their taking and taking its breaking im making a way out this eternal slop

hook 2 (jon lemon)
well well 
fifty fucking feet up floating till im felt
fare well
just might fuck your dream up leave em in a cell
x2
 (kill ebola)
you a dumb fuck you aint getting funds yuh
your paypal dryer than your hands in colder months yuh
fingers rolling something that you probly fucking cough up 
you aint fucking tough why you flexing what you aint got
bitches getting face fucked she crying off her makeup 
watch me pull up serving like a lunch truck lace punch 
drink it with my thick nut fingers in her pink cunt
watch her gobble scrambled sack for brunch im just having fun

(hxnjv)
eyes looking half-way dead
take the glock off safety and lock to your brain
time to get a new truck 'cause the heads dont fit and youre next
im kinda pissed, youre spitting over my name
dont make me grab you by the neck and choke you till its black
you lack realness and beg for attention on your tracks
worms in and worms out,bugs crawl out the mouth
and its a toxic wasteland
get infected and die slow

gg allin w/ jon lemon [prod. kill ebola + pulse]

siren sounds
hit the ground explosive rounds take out a town
blow me now open throats of rodents feed the hell hounds
sell their souls 
by the pound to make some gold 
inside rolling up the mold 
doubt ill be alive and old 
young and fold

clear glass full of red liquid love prescription 
breathing walls when the tablet kick in 
old ignition burning gas to cure my livid 
let me finish get a fucking second for the explanation of my recollection why you nothing but a slutty self centered cunt with a smelly one
got a smelly tongue burning russian creme when im giving up 
livings tough prolly gonna stop it when ive had enough
way too young
room is smoked out like a frat house bet you pass out 
ask how i be drinking popping burning louder than your bowl sounds
imma fowl mouth reaper in a hoodie bow down when i come around
with the wrong crowd

siren sounds [prod. kill ebola + pulse + plurbs]

my toxicity 
possibly passing fucking faucet leaks 
popping zs
unsticking psyche sawing problem trees
charring leaves 
teens fake kicking fuck boy soccer teams
armory 
ar aimed at where thy fucking targets be
janitor need to get my shit together pardon me
you probably pop whatevers poppin pathetic programmed honestly 
impulse escape embark with boo flew to a new odyssey 
but the problems always follow me like russian fans for darker beats
imma tard for weeks benzo bottle gone before the birds chirp 
hurt worse steady steady stumble down a spiral u cant nurse worth
best when you beside me stretch u out like its ur first birth
earths dirt do not disturb im trynna be in work first 
pardon me part of me partially ponder hard beliefs 
the other part retarded from popping pills tills its hard to breathe 
the other part is hard to sleep trys to pack up depart and leave 
withdrawing from reality atms local pharmacies
so pardon me 
why are you remarking bout me constantly 
i also wanna harm me keep talking cus it dont bother me 
distant how a father be web her face peter parker strings 
got offers on a coffin rockin chains i made from vulture beaks so pardon me

pardon me [prod. kill ebola + pulse]

prod. @pxlse

why guys get offended 
pretend to be menaces 
bye bye to befriending 
why you sending shots over messages 
come convince me of your ending bitch
stomping rodents shit sentences 
copping crystals from my chemist quick
slowly going out my mind
add least its sum to do besides the boring cycled schedules all the time
i dont care if you cant hear me fine
i could fuss less about success cus my rhymes aint for the attention follows likes is that the reason that you grind 
go ahead and die young for noone 
used to want to but who dont
you not special and you wont
be ever your moldy 
just leave nuts on old jeans
air dried hung wet pussy 
do lyrics have to have a point please
leave you leaking like a canoe do 
in an avenue like the rat you move
with a bag of fruits fuck processed foods 
you lacking tunes that surpass my poop
brain stew sipped from shoes
paint you now new room
in a madder mood better watch your moves 
like a line backer bitch you gon loose
sanity and some family
their limbs be eating up by mammal teeth
spit profanity for all the junky fucking angry teens
where the danger be
if you wanna be an amputee keep bothering 
get a stub job
cum shot
on a dumb thot 
alien blood make yo gums rot
quit spitting raps grab a scrub mop 
gun shots giving to a dumb cop

play my poop duke play my poop
pointed tube to your dew paint the god damn room
play my poop duke play my poop
period blood bloomed best used to be lube

feces fetish [prod. pulse]

kill ebola - run 4 cover (prod. sulate + xxny)

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