Rrrrr

Fire pt3

KillDyll

COLLECTING TRAP METAL FANS 🏴‍☠️🩸

RAGE SHIT

LYRICS:

BLCKK:

FUCK HIM HOPE HE ROTTIN' WHERE HE CAME FROM
I PUT ALL MY MONEY ON THAT 50 DRUM
PARK MY SHIT OUTSIDE HIS FUCKING FAMILY CRIB
DEALT WITH ALL THAT SHIT HE FUCKING SAID HE DID
ON MY LIFE I AIN'T GON' LET THAT BOY JUST WALK AWAY
I'M GON' FUCK HIS LIFE UP THAT FAGGOT FUCKING DEAD
I PUT MY FOOT UP ON HIS NECK AND FUCKING CHOKE HIM OUT
ALL THEM BITCHES CRYIN' 'BOUT HIS DEATH I FUCKING SHOT 'EM DOWN

CAME FOR THE BITCHES THAT AIN'T GIVE A FUCK
I THROW THAT BOTTLE WHERE IT NEED TO BE I'M FUCKIN' UP
DISSAPOINTMENT, LOOK AT WHAT I COULDA BEEN
SHIT I'M PASSED OUT, LOOK WHAT ALL THEM DRINKS DID
X2

RAT SHIT
I'M FUCKING LOOKIN' FOR YOU, PUSSY ON THAT CAP SHIT
HE WANT MY NAME UP IN HIS MOUTH WE 'BOUTTA TAX HIM
DON'T FUCKING PLAY WITH ME LET'S SEE WHAT'S BOUTTA HAPPEN
I BEEN WAITIN' I BEEN HOPIN' I COULD DRAG SHIT
I DON'T TALK 'LESS I NEED A BAG BITCH
THIS AIN'T WHAT YOU SEE ON THE INTERNET FUCKING CATFISH
COULDN'T GET ME TO GIVE A FUCK IF YOU TRIED, SHIT
EVERYTHING I'M BOUT FUCKING DIFFERENT I FUCKING TOLD EM SAID I

CAME FOR THE BITCHES THAT AIN'T GIVE A FUCK
I THROW THAT BOTTLE WHERE IT NEED TO BE I'M FUCKIN' UP
DISSAPOINTMENT, LOOK AT WHAT I COULDA BEEN
SHIT I'M PASSED OUT, LOOK WHAT ALL THEM DRINKS DID

TRIPLE777:

kill your self cause
(Suicide is badass)
I could give a fuckin rats ass
None of you faggots will outlast
The onslaught of the bow bow that I air out like Baghdad
Motha fucka tryna talk shit but I strongly advice up against that
A fuckboy i exterminate
I destroy ima terminate
Killin rappers new murder rate from this kid t7 from the bay
When I stand you finna sit in the shade tell a fairy punk bitch get out the game
You livin life as a damn lame I’m finna life my life know my damn name
Right hook to his face ima let him have blood up on the pavment
If you really wanna one on one we can make it happen like it’s entertainment 
Ha ha ha face it motha fucka you don’t wanna face me
I’ve been very fuckin patent 
But never let time get wasted
Out the mud sanitation
Out the lake like I’m Jason 
Outta bart to my station 
I’m neo not a fuckin agent
Me and black goin crazy
I’m feelin free like a mason
I will never end up gettin lazy
I will never end up gettin jaded

BLCKK:

CAME FOR THE BITCHES THAT AIN'T GIVE A FUCK
I THROW THAT BOTTLE WHERE IT NEED TO BE I'M FUCKIN' UP
DISSAPOINTMENT, LOOK AT WHAT I COULDA BEEN
SHIT I'M PASSED OUT, LOOK WHAT ALL THEM DRINKS DID
X2

AFOURTEEN:

AFOURTEEN DID NOT WRITE HIS LYRICS

BLCKK:

CAME FOR THE BITCHES THAT AIN'T GIVE A FUCK
I THROW THAT BOTTLE WHERE IT NEED TO BE I'M FUCKIN' UP
DISSAPOINTMENT, LOOK AT WHAT I COULDA BEEN
SHIT I'M PASSED OUT, LOOK WHAT ALL THEM DRINKS DID

SUICIDE IS BADASS FEAT. TRIPLE777 & AFOURTEEN [PROD. SKOTSKR]

LIVE ANOTHER DAY

uh,
take shots in the am,
I could make a brand new bitch wanna stay in,
uh,
what the cops boutta think,
I could tell em straight I was heavy in the drink,
yeah,
I put a mark on a bitch,
double my fist, get fucked bout it bitch,
take it how you want ima kill for the shit,
ima go to prison for the glock in his mouth,
that shit didn’t rhyme cause I meant it,
suck my dick ima hang myself and ima take more pills if I still bitch out,
fuck c p d gettin shot today so they can dead my shit ‘for the news roll out,
all of my opps still faggot as fuck,
and fuck -------- bet the money ain’t comin I fucking,
fed myself to the bottle again and if I wake up pissed ima do it again,
when I kill myself,
fucking burn my shit,
cause I shot that kid and I made him suck my dick,
ion rap no more,
made me feel like shit,
fuck i’m here already I might as well get rich,
y’all wanted me honest,
so here fuck it if I catch her new man in public and he ain’t duckin,
i’m down to go to prison for watchin his ass bleed,
and still get paid for lettin em all see,

You can catch me dancing on they graves bitch,
I’m fuckin cackling all the way to the bank bitch,
only strap you slingin is what dykes bang bitch,
This that real shit 7 finna go in,
I’ve been workin on pronunciation,
Faggot,
Y’all been makin me so aggravated,
Rabid,
Ima gem you a damn rock,
-------- got his mouth on a big cock,
Like a chipmunk saving all the nut up,
Till he spew it out hoping that the clout come,
This that outcome,
You a foul one,
Keep the switch ups in they place and call out cow dung,
I know yall haven’t heard about me but I’m makin laps bruh,
I see the fuckin finish line it askin for colabs bruh,
face down ass up prayin to the crown bruh,
This thrown kinda comfy ima sit back and relax bruh,
s f p d they ain’t doin shit,
crackheads in the street runnin rampid as a bitch,
The governor of Cali can go suck my fuckin dick,
Y’all turning up my home into a fuckin regiment!

UNDERLORD

CPD/SFPD

CPD/SFPD - FT. BLCKK (PROD. SKOTSKR)

Kordhell / Deadjxhn - Glock To Your Head

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Lyrics

Fuck your degree
I'm makin 800
And spittin in C's
These pussies confronted
I'm just a disease
Killin my opponents
I don't give a fuck what you say you're a 
RODENT!

Aimin at his stomach and I turn him to a donut
If I'm gettin money Imma get a smile sewn in
Cut to the chase I'm the one with the cheddar
Put him in a maze he ain't know any better
Kill Dyll on a killing spree
I'm in too deep
You really wanna talk to me
Get lost bc
I'm sick of all you gossipy
lip glossing' Bs
apostrophes
flipped back makin commas out you constantly

FUCK
FUCK
FUCK
LIFE

FUCK
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LIFE

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LIFE

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(XTAHC Verse)

Uh, XTAHC the death of me,
will prolly be
the best day for my enemies
I'm planning B
like a nigga during pregnancy
soprano c
when a nigga mom is screamin please
you R I P E,
don't forget to eat,
dumb nigga fruit fell off the tree
gun bullet shoot right his artery
now pardon me

YUH

HIT EM WITH A 3 1 4 1 5.
IF YOU UNDERSTAND I AINT TALKIN BOUT PI.
PULL OUT MY BLADE AND THEN HIT IN HIS EYE.
YOU GOT A PROLLEM? LETS TAKE IT OUTSIDE.
I DONT WANNA HEAR YA AINT GOT TIME FOR YA BULLSHIT.
AFTER I HIT YOU I EMPTY A FULL CLIP.
NOTHING EVEN MATTERS I SAY A BUNCH OF RUDE SHIT.
YOU WANNA SHOOT ME THEN NIGGA COME DO IT.

(Chorus)

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(Pranav.Wav Verse)

Hey

Where did the music go?

Put it Back

Yeah
Yeah
YEAH

FUUAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

FUCK
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LIFE

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FVCK LIFE.

FVCK LIFE. (ft. XTAHC & Pranav.Wav)

Lyrics

Came back just to kill and commit war crimes
Fuckers try to cut me they don't know my ties
I don't wanna battle
Wanna bleed of him of his life
If you step on my toes I'll gut you with my knife

Oh these fuckers obsessed
Oh these fuckers obsessed
They want all of my blood and won't settle for less
RIP HIS HEART THROUGH HIS CHEST
RIP HIS HEART THROUGH HIS ---------

Blood on your hands
10 bullets to your face
Fuck you and your friends
Imma leave em all to rest
Stomp out his head
And treat him like a pest
Imma take 20 bullets
Then cave out his chest

Anyone's villainous
Bring em down to my level
Is bringing down to the devil
never surrounded by gentle ass mother fuckers
are duckin just to get hit by the dozen
growin up hated by others
I never needed what wasn't already
cut up unloved and 
I'm just a shell with a spirit
Always been cussin and fearing that I'm the reason I'm bleeding
Always been fucked up believing that I could see more in people
Now I'm just stuck with these problems with no one else that can solve em 
And if you see me still coughin its cuz I been in withdrawal since all of these thoughts in my consciousness getting tangled by offerings that been made by the devil somebody get me a shovel, I'm tryna bury my struggles in 20 tons worth of gravel

WHAAT

20 TIES TO UNRAVEL
TURNING LIFE TO A BATTLE
ILL FUCKING STEP ON YOUR NECK
IF IT CAN GET ME A PADDLE
AND MAKE IT BACK TO A FRAGILE CASTLE
RULED BY A BROKEN MASTER
IM COPING WITH ROPE AND LAUGHTER
IM HOPING FOR MORE DISASTER

BLOOD
DO IT ALL FOR THE BLOOD
DO IT ALL FOR THE PAIN
IM OFFING MY LOVE
IM GOING INSANE
IM GOING INSANE

I was trained just to kill
I was trained just to die
I was trained not to feel
I was trained not to cry

I was trained just to kill
I was trained just to die
I was trained not to feel
I was trained not to cry

I was trained just to kill
I was trained just to die
I was trained not to feel
I was trained not to cry

BLOOD ON YOUR HANDS
10 BULLETS TO YOUR FACE
FUCK YOU AND YOUR FRIENDS
IMMA LEAVE EM ALL TO REST

STOMP OUT HIS HEAD AND TREAT HIM LIKE A PEST
IMMA TAKE 20 BULLETS THEN CAVE OUT HIS CHEST

D13.

D13. (Prod. Kill Dyll)

Art by @nap_napolean on instagram.

Fuck all the modesty,
I’m so honestly done with apologies,
Ima body you wanna be wannabes
A monstrosity back from my Odyssey
Fucking you audibly,
rappers be white bitches learning astrology,
Drop all the novelties loose the commodities, (you nothing)
You’s a bitch out the womb and a bitch till you die this shit is a comedy,
I want it all like it’s fuck the economy,
Probably writing my autobiography,
Story of my life I want it In quantity,
Never satisfied must be my Philosophy
I like people but I like em ironically,
There’s somthing bout em I think it’s psychology,
Fuck em for just seein me as an oddity,
Prodigy,
They just seein what they wanna be,
If I wasn’t a legend before,
Than I am now,
Undeniably at war never back down,
Sneak disser talkin shit ima rip his ribs right through his back,
Out the way little bitch I don’t wanna clique I don’t wanna chat,
T7 is my give it some respect give it some pizzazz,
Already rent free in yo mind I just might slide for a heart attack little bitch,
Wait,
Facts,
There ain’t nothin in this world gon stop me,
Fantasize about shit I should not be, 
Holding your soul that I rip out your body,
I just wanna see you die,
It brings comfort to my eyes,
What I don’t incentivize,
you sayin how I live my life,
Fuck yeah fuck yeah,
Get the fuck out my life,
Fuck yeah Fuck yeah,
Get the fuck out my life,
Mental state got some damages,
I reinstate but ima handle it,
All the hate they so credulous,
I’m still waiting for the evidence im gone.

MONSTROSITY (PROD. CHASE NOIR x T7)

spotify goofed my drop and fucked up the song name but you know what gabagool 

RUNNIN THIS SHIT I FEEL LIKE A SOPRANO
MY BOY GOT MY BACK HE WONT RUN OUT OF AMMO
THESE BITCHES CANT PLAY ME LIKE IM A PIANO
AND THEY LIKE TO HATE WITH NO TALENT, FANTANO
YOU SEEING MY SILHOUETTE, HIDE IN THE SHADOWS
MY DICK IS SO BIG I MIGHT NEED ME A LASSO
YOU FAKIN THOSE STATS WHY THE FUCK YOU SO SHALLOW
YOU HUFFIN THOSE CHEMICALS, GO SMOKE TOBACCO UH

BITCH IM A MOB BOSS
SHE GOT THE TATAS
I GOOGOO GAGA
LET IT GO FA FA UH

SUCK ON MY WILLY, NO WONKA UH
HOP OUT THE WAGON I’LL STOMP YA UH

BIG BOOTS STEPPIN
I STAY WITH THAT WEAPON
IM FORCING CONFESSIONS
LIKE I WAS THE REVEREND
BUT THERES NO DISCRETION
YOU AINT WORTH THE STRESSIN
GO WORSEN DEPRESSION

HOLD THE TEC
FEEL LIKE IM BOBA FETT
AINT EVEN TEXT HER YET
ALREADY WET, CEMENT

SHAKE IT FOR A DIRTY MOTHERFUCKER IN A GAS MASK
SHE FROM ITALY, SMALL WAIST BUT HER ASS FAT

MATCH THAT, PASS THAT
PUSSY GET WHACKED FAST
RACK BACK, FAT SWAG
THAT’S WHAT YOU LACK BAD

gabagool? over heeeereeeeee

ALRIGHT BET
ON MY SET
WE THE SHIT
W UP NEXT

I feel like im Tony cant trust none you bitches
I stay on my own and im hiding my riches
I aint talking lilo, ill leave you stitches
Im lighting it up but it aint even Christmas
Y’all hating my ass turn around and say “kiss this”
Y’all fuckers be hypocrites acting complicit

TONY SOPRANO FREESTYLE (PROD. RXDFXCK)

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

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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)

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everyone dies in their nightmares

Prod by. @Silencyde
Art by: https://www.instagram.com/ipurex

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