prod. @derdextah

ayo 
suck my dick
you cant hold this wallet 
u cant fuck my bitch
you cant go to rock it 
you cant huck ya spit
bitch i hold narcotic
im on my holy shit

im feelin friggity frog fresher
than the cleanest surface
dont let me mislead you
doesnt mean im perfect
im a fiendish person 
blingin fetus births wit 
mothafuckin placenta bitch 
i need to spuirt it 

this the underground
this the fecal porta potty shit 
its fuckin brown 
ion fuck around 
we the concrete villains
you a fuckin clown
we the mob street chillin 
we be druggin down

oh man, he be dealin out the cold gram
straight winnin all the pots with a fold hand
so lil hoe just stick to ya program
cause i dont give a fuck if i die like a old man




why are we here?
what do we want?
i said why is this body in my truck?
why this needle in my arm?
why this drink is in my cup?
why do i act like ion give a fuck?


why are we here 
what do we want?
i said why is this weed up in my blunt
why it got me goin here?
why it got me feelin stuck
why do i act like ion give a fuck?


how do i make it in music?
if u gotta ask that question
u gettin raped when you do it
i put the paper to rulers
im fuckin vagrantly stupid
glock in the bathroom
ill fake when im poopin
then ill pull it out shoot it
like i payed for ya fluids
im amazingly ruthless
when i get to the cuttin
yeah that hole in ya throat 
is the place that im nutting
i didnt pay for this fuckin 
but i be patiently cumming

dirty white boi how he spit it like dat
cause i aint spittin whack tiktok written type raps
do you get it? you a bum you a loser you a crumb
youre a whack ass father, look what you be-come

get em on wilkos, they be doin pills tho
ill dope sick what i spit and im real old
yeah im roughly four hunnid ninety five
i reveive all the death cults to keep me alive

DEATH CULT REVIVAL 2 (prod. DEXTAH)

SHIVER

COVER ART BY VEXED WORKS

LYRICS:
Fuck Out my way 
Or I’m Wesley Snipes
Im on a rampage 
Middle fingers in yo fuckin face 
WAY TOO MANY DUMB ASS MOTHAFUCKAS 
NOWADAYS 
CONFIDENTLY HAVE NOTHING VALUABLE TO SAY 


A mass shooting isn’t noble go merk a pdf file

Punch the smile right up off their fucking face 
Wanna rip the skull right 
Up out their frame 
My heart is not a Happy place 
all I see is death 
At the tail end like a license plate 

I got people hoping I don’t see the next day 
Gone through a campaign of hella pain 
 it doesn’t always pour when it rains
But I’m tryna make steps 
So I can change 
Too many fake fucks 
Too many fakes 
Way too many people I pray burn at the stake 
Cognitive dissonance 
IS Running rampant 
Fuck an influencer 
I’ll turn em inanimate 

Shoving a camera 
Up in innocent peoples personal space
Acting like what you’re doing is the second coming of a holy name 
parasites and you
Are basically the same
But you’re just a bitch 
Tryna Do it for fame 


Fuck Out my way 
Or I’m Wesley Snipes
Im on a rampage 
Middle fingers in yo fuckin face 
WAY TOO MANY DUMB ASS MOTHAFUCKAS 
NOWADAYS 
CONFIDENTLY HAVE NOTHING VALUABLE TO SAY 


You Gave yourself tinnitus 
Tryna stunt on the internet
Took a gun and accidentally 
fired it 
You’re pathetic 
You’re an itis
How you make music 
but the outcome is the opposite 

I AINT NEEDA USE YOUR NAME FOR CLOUT 
NEVER SIGNED THAT NDA 
So you SCARED OF ME NOW 

I know your true colors
It’s quite unfortunate 
I could drop the info 
At any given coordinate 

I could end that career 
Without sending you to heavens gate 
You wouldn’t know a real homie 
Even if they waved in your face 

Don’t hit me up 
Don’t ask me why
The ball is my court 
And You crossed
 the realest alive 

To me that is music to my ears 
They say not to hold grudges 
But this is my souvenir 
With what I know 
I know that you live in fear 

And that makes me smile
From ear to ear

RAMPAGE (Prod. SCARYPLAIN)

NEW SONG!!!!! :))) Idk if imma release this on Spotify though... Maybe if it does well lol. Anyway here ya go, hope you enjoyed! 🖤🔥 $mokinfr


lyrics:

WHEN I WALK ON THE BLOCK I STICK MY MIDDLEFINGER UP
T-THEN WALK WITH THE CREW WHEN BOUTTA GLITCH THIS UP
I WALK DIFFERENT I ONLY CARE ABOUT MY MONEY N' MY DIVIDENDS
I SAG MY PANTS WHEN IM ON THE BLOCK, $MOKE HOW YOU DOIN MANE?
I-I'M BUSY GETTIN A BAG, RUNNIN FOR MY DOUGH MANE

I KEEP STAYIN ON MY GRIND I DON'T EVEN KNOW YOU
I ONLY KNOW THE NUMBERS OF MY BLUES, THATS WHAT IM INTO
T-T-T ELL THE TRUTH YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT TO DO

WHEN I WALK ON THE BLOCK I STICK MY MIDDLEFINGER UP
T-THEN WALK WITH THE CREW WHEN BOUTTA GLITCH THIS UP
I WALK DIFFERENT I ONLY CARE ABOUT MY MONEY N' MY DIVIDENDS
I SAG MY PANTS WHEN IM ON THE BLOCK, $MOKE HOW YOU DOIN MANE?
I-I'M BUSY GETTIN A BAG, RUNNIN FOR MY DOUGH MANE

WHEN I WALK ON THE BLOCK I STICK MY MIDDLEFINGER UP
T-THEN WALK WITH THE CREW WHEN BOUTTA GLITCH THIS UP
I WALK DIFFERENT I ONLY CARE ABOUT MY MONEY N' MY DIVIDENDS

WALK - $mokinfr (Prod. Ruby Dredd)

written & performed by fxckjamie
produced by fxckjamie
cover art by fxckjamie

INSOMNIA [PROD. FXCKJAMiE]

Lyrics:

(Bitch)
I been in my bag
Better get back
'Fore I attack
Cause if I pull out this strap
Then it's just dead people in body bags
I'm feeling a little manic
It's got me in panic mode
I'm manic depressive
And know that I'm bouta fucking blow
If I would've ran with a crew
Way back in the day
We'd be shooting up schools
Feeling a little delusional
What I could do to you
Putting your shit on the roof
So fuck it
I'm making your brains explode
Putting your shit on the ceiling
In front of your hoes
Talk that shit now
I'm finna come walk this bitch down

They thought that they could talk about me
And that I wouldn't do shit
They thought that they could walk around me
And that I just threw fits
They thought that they could cop a bounty
And just pounce on my shit
But now I got a growth spurt
And I leave 'em toothless

Do the things I wanna do
Run up and pay the price
Get ravenous like piranhas do
Your body covered in bites
I'm smoking marijuana goop
Hits from the knife
Bitch I can tell ya bout the one and two
We'll show ya the light
Can't give a fuck about no pussy motherfucker you know
I know you talking shit about me
I got fire for the smoke
I got a rope
I'll catch a puny little shrimp by the throat
I'll walk in blood till I'm soaked
I'll swim through blood with my bow
Bitch!
Gave up on the pocket knives
Now I rock a sheath
I could cut you open like a fruit
And let the pit breathe
I could cut you open like a patient under surgery
If I cut you open you should murder me
Gave up on the pocket knives
Now I rock a sheath
I could cut you open like a fruit
And let the pit breathe (I could cut you uh huh)
I could, cut you
If I cut you open you should murder me!

Goth Boy pull up in a trench coat
All black, white eyes, and a pencil
What he do?
Do he write?
Or do he flick it?
The Dewey decimal system about to make 'em livid
Six-six-six
Bitch I'm hard as glass
Watch how easily I break off this shard in your ass
Harden the pass
I'm constipated
Shit fucking me up
I'm bouta r*pe you with my guts
You keep fucking with us
My insides penetrating yours
And explosions!
Fuck venom
Bitch I'm living in these emotions
I own 'em
Like I own you
You my slave
I'm the type of person to blow up inside a rave

They thought that they could talk about me
And that I wouldn't do shit
They thought that they could walk around me
And that I just threw fits
They thought that they could cop a bounty
And just pounce on my shit
But now I got a growth spurt
And I leave 'em toothless

Apple

Toothless (feat. Gizmo)

MAKE EM FREEZE

WHAT HAVE I DONE

LOSIN reject x DAD (Extended Version)

The 4th track from the SHUSH debut album 'HEL'

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LOSIN reject x DAD (Extended Version)

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