Kill

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2021.1

Vibeout ft R.A.E

AMV: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=r2VXtr9umro

@SCALES495 IS MY NEW SOCIALS/SOUNDCLOUD LINK

PROD:
@zappbeats 
@olivergrind


495 ACRONYMS ON SPOTIFY
https://open.spotify.com/album/6U9PmECSFY8n2hG8fkC7mB

LYRICS

chef pyrexin i be stretchin w my arm
ima fucked up demon catch her feeding on my charm
im just tryna be slitherin she wavin on my wand
im just keep gettin it till this shit is too far
then i cut the hoes off and restart it from the pause
mr make a magic butter while he fuck her in a barn
this aint hick hop bitch she just a freak for the minage
in the dirtiest locations ima break it ima god
i aint say it just because this is what the fuck is happenin
she be grabbin ass again to drink up at bar
all these alcoholic bitches yeah im tired
of hearin bout them times you went and almost fuckin died
just buy yo shit bitch get out my fuckin house
i know you wanna fuck me but like bitch you got a spouse
 bag of dope u just bought for the 1st time aint nun bout
wau u tryna know about bitch so shut yo fuckin mouth

tote tote tote dezzys gimme all yo fuckin grip
walkin out aint mean muggin you might catch me with a grin
tall lanky red devil catch em plottin on a sin
lemme put some shit together break it back down and begin

howd i... get slept on for so long but now im in
aint no shit up in my way now 
mothafucka you aint him 

ima... hit the game wit fuckin everything i got
ima change alotta shit yeah you would think i was a mod
lifes a bitch ill beat her down untill she calling me her god
and pass her off like a thottie to the moafuckin squad
s to the c ales bitch ima haunt 
on yo shit cause i can you the bitch ima harm
ima threat w a tek and a vest and im on 
12 shells 2 pills hostage in my arms
i escape thru the dust ima fuck on yo mom
huge loads in her face it was great now im gone

coaina cocaina cocaina
make these bitches shriek and holla like hyenas

ITUNES

BUTT UGLY (prod. ZAPPBEATS x NICKYOLIVER)

MVKO 

Man down,
Choppa clean you up like sham-wow
Hellhounds,
Hungry pits inside the dog pound
12 rounds,
Stand inside the ring get knocked out,
Big mouths,
Talkin all that shit you ain't bout

Smokin on that loud it shake the windows call it sonic boom,
Open up the pit we get to swingin watch us clear the room,
Dr doom blinded from the sunlight walkin out my tomb
Fuck you bitin motha fuckas leave you sweeped dont need a broom,
Lack of oxygen I dont breathe I dont need that,
Thinkin that you hard until we pull up change yo mindset
Im steady smokin pounds while you struggle for a dime bag,
Hollow point sent through your head for free dont need a price tag,
If lifes a game of chance I'll press my luck never gonna fold,
Eyes rolled back I saw my rest until the knife cuts through my bone,
I'm a soul of Roanoke meet my gaze and turn to stone,
Ghost with a cut throat watch the blood run down your walls,

X2
No russian I'm in the lobby wit a pump bitch,
All I needs one shot catch a body when that slug hits,
No I never heard of yuh its 1v1 on terminal, 
Intervention quick scope your fate is irreversible 

JMATTSON 

Breaking down some bud bitch we out the mud count it up 
Not too many motherfuckers that I’m down to trust loud as fuck 
When we walk in you can smell us looking flyer than propellers 
There ain’t shit that you could tell us little bitch 
Run it up run it up 
Most these rappers dumb as fuck
double h m you bitch we bout this shit we steady coming up 
What the fuck what the fuck 
Excellent we nothing but 
You gone pass the blunt or what 
These Haters we gon fuck em up hoe
All these motherfuckers on some weak you shit you got me fucked up if you think that I ain’t peep it how come all the sudden everyone a bunch of leaches ran off with my style I got more you can keep it bitch 
You know what the fuck it is
8 grams in the wood you be smoking on them twigs 
Never smoking mid got gelato in the spliff that’s your girl tell me why the fuck she all up on my dick

WITCHOUSE 40K

Fall back/
Suck a dick, lil pussy boy
You ain’t got a .40, takin selfies with a toy, hoe/
Nerf gun thug bro, I destroy his ego, I feast on yo kinfolk like they were a meal/
I just copped a deagle, my sight on yo hero/
I’m digging up graves and they calling me zero/
I look like a rot, boy you act like a beagle/
Your life is so fake like you working at regal/
Pullin up hit with an uzi, knockin em out like I’m selling him roofies/
I just got blood on my soobies/
Red bottom walking I’m walkin on rubies/
She saying use me, drape me in Louis, I ain’t a noobie suckin that dick/
Takin a groupie, making her boujee, now I got Lucy all on my dick/
Turning your ass into ash like a pyro, hollowtips fire breathing call em spyro/
Fuckin a bitch in the back, aye/
Fuckin a bitch for the bag, aye/
Hittin a lick and I’m calling it quites, and I’m cutting a brick that I stash in the whip/
Indica zip hit me up for the ick and I’m fuckin yo butch with my dick in her ribs/
Poppin out, bitch I walk it out while you on your couch/
Smoke em out, bitch I’m rolling pounds, only rolling loud/
Bulletproof, but they fall in down, feed em to the crowd/
Hellhounds running through your town, no ain’t no bodies found/
Blech

ZERO feat. JMattson & Witchouse 40k (Prod. Santos Santana)

AMV: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fVYJjyeMimQ

feat. @haarper
prod. @jordandf


LYRICS:

DEE PRESSED
VENOM REALLY GOT EM WANNA EAT FLESH
SAYIN LIL SCALE$ GET A TATTOO
I DONT NEED PAIN FOR A BAD MOOD

HITTIN ON YA MITZ I DONT FEEL BAD
KNOW SHE NEVER HAD A REAL DAD
FUCKIN ON YA BITCH I GOT NO TATS
LICKIN ON BOTH MY... HOLD THAT

OH MAN
I AINT STICK TO THE PROGRAM
FLYIN DOWN SOUTH WIT A COLD PLAN
STAND 6 TWO BUT IM 4 TEN

NEEDA GROW UP IMA OLD MAN
STILL FEEL YOUNG WIT A HOPES PLAN
IF I GET BUCKS WHERE IT FOLD AT?
DONT GIVE A FUCK YOU CAN HOLD THAT

COKE SMELL
WANNA FUCK ME?
OH WELL
BLOWIN UP THIS HOTEL
IM ON ACID OH YEAH

FUCK YOU AND YA WHOLE BITCH
SWITCHIN FLIPPIN RODE SWITCH
MR GET IT GONE SHIIIT
OFF THE WIRE OH SHIIIIET

DEE PRESSED
VENOM REALLY GOT EM WANNA EAT FLESH
SAYIN LIL SCALE$ GET A TATTOO
I DONT NEED PAIN FOR A BAD MOOD

HITTIN ON YA MITZ I DONT FEEL BAD
KNOW SHE NEVER HAD A REAL DAD
FUCKIN ON YA BITCH I GOT NO TATS
LICKIN ON BOTH MY... HOLD THAT

OH MAN
I AINT STICK TO THE PROGRAM
FLYIN DOWN SOUTH WIT A COLD PLAN
STAND 6 TWO BUT IM 4 TEN

NEEDA GROW UP IMA OLD MAN
STILL FEEL YOUNG WIT A HOPES PLAN
IF I GET BUCKS WHERE IT FOLD AT?
DONT GIVE A FUCK YOU CAN HOLD THAT


(haarper)

Been a good minute since I poured gasoline on the things that hold back
Ima set ablaze the whole track then I whip out my cock she can hold that
She suckin on my john and I'm Feelin so calm
Scales passin the baton now I'm rippin off yo arms
With the prowess of a beast full moon in the east
Shut ya fuckin mouth when I speak
Ima come through with the terror
Tearing through yo brain until it's hollow pantera
I be getting bread like a fuckin panera
She givin that head that make her eyes all sclera
You should be embarrassed when you walk up on the terrace you will perish
When I get the galick gun to ya tum fucking heiress
Cut out the lights now blood on ya night gown
Another pussy boy, another bitch, another stye down
Run when you see me bleed
Shape shifting with the sky I breathe
Fire out my lungs, death to ya pedigree
I don't give a fuck about the things you speak
You need to fucking stay in ya own lane
You wont see the light of day
Bringing you a hell where no one can hear you pray
Another hollow shell laying lifeless in the rain

ALBUM ART BY @PAYSTRUP
WWW.PAYSTRUP.COM

HOLD THAT FT. HAARPER (prod. Jordan)

SHOUTOUT @djplayastation THIS BEAT TOO FIRE. 
song really starts at :57 :D

---LYRICS---
Oh how I wish that was dead 
Another broke mofucka that be kissing lips of death 
Shit like Twitter way I try to keep  my fucking friends in check 
How the fuck I do that when my life’s a motherfuckin wreck 
Status of my mental health I’m prolly gonna be threat
On that 4 9 5 
I'm driving off the Percocet  
Suicidal thoughts in mind that shit is always imminent 
Blondie killed his wife I thought it sweeter than some M&M’s (Eminem)

Better stop that shit I ain’t playing mofucka 
I ain’t got my fix you in danger like no other 
Please get off my dick you be biting mofucka
 
Why the fuck am I still at the crib bro 
I’m so paranoid there’s people in my windows
Taking L’s write name up in the death note 
Smoking cigarettes I think my lungs broke
And I need my weed so lemme get my blunt rolled 
Get the fuck up out here with that dumb hoe 
I don’t socialize I do my drugs on my own 
I been stuck up in this mofucka mind blown 
I ain’t sleeping man my minds in a different time zone
Hear that dumb gun blast say goodbye to Kyo 

One by one send us to the fucking parishes 
I know a lot people think me as a heretic 
Grind my teeth down to the root I cannot take the negligence 
Who gonna proud of me when I’m so fucking embarrassing. 
Came from a broken home 
Rag on my fucking skull 
Rusty blade I deem it new 
Things I wish I never knew 
Fuck on a nasty cunt 
Grip on that fucking gun 
Fuck all things just that i've done

Freddie Dred Flip

R4ID