Blood Diamonds w/Gashum (Prod Netuh)

IC3PEAK - THIS WORLD IS SICK // GHOSTEMANE - Blood Oceans (How Many?) (ft. PHARAOH)
Mashup of @ghostemane and @IC3PEAK  
(I don't have any rights for any songs. All the rights are going to the artists)

GHOSTEMANE x IC3PEAK - THIS WORLD IS BLOOD OCEANS [Mashup]

Bitch I’m not afraid to die
I’m afraid of what comes over me
When all you bitches lie
I get closer to the end I see
It’s death over demise
I stay crawling in my grave I sleep
With all my nooses tied
Paranoic, I’m alive
I won’t bend a knee

I sit on the edge of my seat, uh
Motherfuckers wanna see me retreat, uh
Bitch I glisten from my neck to my teeth, uh
Your bitch suck me while I smoke on my weed, uh
You street? Huh? That’s sweet, hah
That’s a movie I ain’t seen on my screen, nah
You above me? Pussy what do you mean, huh?
Making moves, but I ain’t rather be seen, nah

I don’t give a fuck I’ma slit my wrist 
Suck her tits
Pop these perc's for the life I live
God, god bless for the life I live
I don’t give a fuck about you I just want to be a rich

If you tell me you don’t love me ima end my life
Let me fucking rest, I don’t want to be tired
Got many bitches in my motherfucking line
And I'm never gunna see nobody that I fucking like

Motherfucking haters don’t want to be me
Cause they don’t want to take my place
Goth bitch sucking on my dick all day
Ima fucking pass out from the shots in my vein

Yuh
Came back from the dead just to do it all again cause I’m going insane
Never stop going up, cause I ain’t gonna settle with the motherfucking world not screaming my name

Bitch I’m not afraid to die
I’m afraid of what comes over me
When all you bitches lie
I get closer to the end I see
It’s death over demise
I stay crawling in my grave I sleep
With all my nooses tied
Paranoic, I’m alive
I won’t bend a knee

I hear voices, I feel dead
Got a crown of chrome right by my head
I’m seeing red
How am I alive? 
Bitch I lie on my deathbed 
Fucking on your bitch, hoe I’m undead
I’ve been him
You ain’t been nobody, carbon copy, you’re printed

Motherfucker these demons in me they be making me scream
Poor up the cup I be sippin that lean 
Why you talking so much when it comes to me
Just open your mouth and suck my D

Middle finger in the fucking air
I just want to get paid, don’t want to live normalcy
Diamonds on my wrist, i don’t want to look down
I get blind from the light that I normally see

Bitch I’m not afraid to die
I’m afraid of what comes over me
When all you bitches lie
I get closer to the end I see
It’s death over demise
I stay crawling in my grave I sleep
With all my nooses tied
Paranoic, I’m alive
I won’t bend a knee

Bitch I’m not afraid to die
I’m afraid of what comes over me
When all you bitches lie
I get closer to the end I see
It’s death over demise
I stay crawling in my grave I sleep
With all my nooses tied
Paranoic, I’m alive
I won’t bend a knee

Normalcy Is the Death of Me

prod. by shape, zaki ali & 4ria

lyrics
Best case scenario, I make this beat a burial of all of my worries 
Words I could repeat through the stereo 
To seize and ease the heavy blows that grief conceived and left me cold 
Too deep to beat, I’ll never hold the key to free my mental woes beneath 
Working up a thirst to purge my past or I could eat
All the words I vowed to vouch 
When down and out, I’ll feast  
Begin counting down up until I can’t even speak 
Cyclical vices invite my psyche to release
My premonitions like a psychic  
I’m the type to merely seek my vengeance while treading lightly on every beat 
If you don’t like me, fucking leave 
And if you hype me, I agree I’m more than likely to appease 
And more exciting when I bleed and sweat 
My flesh invites the stream ‘till death 
I’m shedding all my needs, no less 
Levitating, be my guest 
Hear the beats that I eat digest
in my stomach ‘till I’ve sunken to a new low
These grudges have made me too cold 
All my good and bad traits 
Bitch, I use both and often climb
Dark, deprived and I’m entwined 
Beyond the fact, my hearts inclined to pass this path as black as night 
So it’s a fact that you’d get lost behind 
Johnny cash couldn’t even walk these lines
Most you rhymers are pseudo poets, can’t stop my shine 
Dropping rhymes?
No, I’m dropping bombs like I’m Oppenheim
The optics lie upon the eyes  
My conscience is my hearts accomplice, so the combination fuels me till I’m optimized 

Why do I get the feeling?
Times been revealing all your lies like a theory verified 
I’ve been feeling so deprived 
My life has been filled with too many goodbyes 
Dealing with a mind that never healed, I will decline (x2)

I will decline 
Feeling so high 
Bitch, I’m feeling so high (x4)

(SIN)ICAL SICKO

SHOUTOUT THE BLOODS AND CRIPS AND JEFFERY DAUHMERS!

LYRICS:Momma ain't raise no bitch
Side kick to his lip
Crack his head with my stick
And I'm banging out yo clique

I got homies banging Crip
I got homies showing Blood
If I'm knocking at yo door
Hi hello you better run!

'Cause I be with them

Gang members
Rat killers
Head spillers
With them brain peelers
Momma killers

'Cause I be with them

Hood rat
Step back
I'll rob yo crib
In all black
With ski mask

One step
Two step
Bitch, don't take the wrong step
Cut you up then digest
Jeffrey Dahmer in my mindset

Yo face I digest
I pin you down and fuck your face!
I know you like that, you masochistic
Fucking disgrace

One fish
Two fish
I hang with red and blue fish
We gorillas and we ruthless

How to train a dragon, leave him toothless
I got that iron on my hip
I hit yo bitch, she look like
Goonies

Look at yo gang
Like what it is
I know that they is not gon'
Shoot me

I hit his lip, I kick his face
Football-looking ass boy
Like Stewie

You booger brain, I hit yo shit
I make it gooey, ain't no Louie
Ain't no love for you!

You get stabbed up in the backseat
And that pussy, I'mma shoot
He gon' run up like a track meet
And there ain't no love for you

Pack you up just like some lunch meat
Yo face I'mma shoot
That's a promise and no asking

Break Ya Face!
Momma ain't raise no bitch
Side kick to his lip
Crack his head with my stick
And I'm banging out yo clique

I got homies banging Crip
I got homies showing Blood
If I'm knocking at yo door
Hi hello you better run!

(Cause I see dead people)

Break Ya Face!
Momma ain't raise no bitch
Side kick to his lip
Crack his head with my stick
And I'm banging out yo clique

I got homies banging Crip
I got homies showing Blood
If I'm knocking at yo door
Hi hello you better run!

(YEAHHH!)

RAT KILLER! [PROD. HARZIA]

GASHUM - ROT [FLIP] (REPROD. RIGHTYREAPER)
(I don't have any rights for any songs. All the rights are going to the artists)
@gashum <3

Original: https://soundcloud.com/gashum/rot-prod-mercury

Lyrics:
[Chorus]
I tell everyone I'm fine when I know I’m f*cking not
I wanna lay in bed and let my body f*cking rot
I wanna cut my arms until my f*cking heart stops
I wanna f*cking die, but I'm too p*ssy to let it pop
I tell everyone I'm fine when I know I’m f*cking not
I wanna lay in bed and let my body f*cking rot
I wanna cut my arms until my f*cking heart stops
I wanna f*cking die, but I'm too p*ssy to let it pop

[Verse]
I can't talk to anybody so I hide how I feel
Every day I have this feeling in my gut that I can't kill
This f*cking underlying sadness won't leave my body so I spill
All of my hidden emotions in my music, f*ck the pills
It's been years of this sh*t, and it won't get better
Wanna slit my f*cking wrists, and cover each and every letter
Of еxactly what she said, at least so maybe I'll forgеt her
But I keep a f*cking smile, and I'm alone forever

[Chorus]
I tell everyone I'm fine when I know I’m f*cking not
I wanna lay in bed and let my body f*cking rot
I wanna cut my arms until my f*cking heart stops
I wanna f*cking die, but I'm too p*ssy to let it pop
I tell everyone I'm fine when I know I’m f*cking not
I wanna lay in bed and let my body f*cking rot
I wanna cut my arms until my f*cking heart stops
I wanna f*cking die, but I'm too p*ssy to let it pop

GASHUM - ROT [FLIP]

lyrics:
I be swervin, lane switchin
I'm too sure, I ain't missin
37 hollowtips in my clip
Make it rain, didn't it

Ok, upper level aim with it 
Lopping off his ring fingers
Leavin fuckin bodies twitchin 
Find em where they brains hangin..

I'm ready to die, shit
I be with the guys, shit
Drop another whip and scrape the city
I'm gon die in it

Ok, watch me drive it stolen 
With that pistol in my pants 
I'ma blow that noggin open 
Soon as I get my fucking chance
Damn..

I been known to ride, let it burn slow
Smoke it up and die, see the night go
I don't wonder why, nah I die slow 
Sippin on my flight, when I arrive
I'm gettin high, hoe

Go pop off 
Lock jaw 
Nah, can’t get yo bitch back
Like go knock off, drop drawers 
Still ain’t get yo get back
These lasers ready
Red and green like Christmas, I'ma switch em on
This pistol heavy
Chevy hang outside, .223 send em all

I send em off 
Machete ready 
Deadly when I cock it back
Like my metal heavy 
Swingin MPs at your shower cap
Send em back
Bitch, you wasn't with it 
Boy, I been up on it
I'm really ballin
Bitch, I spot that target
Get my semi on it 

My Glock got titties on it
Pimp the Draco with a scope
Hoe, my homies got like 15 grips and two Glocks in they coat
I don’t give a fuck bout none this shit, my life fucked that’s fasho
I could end it all but I be getting high cause I could blow, when I cope
Lonely road I’m walking with my bow tucked, I go ghost
I don’t do that talking shit, I rock a bitch and go
Just like my momma, moody, I get moody on these hoes
I know my bros got pocket rockets..

Pop it on these foes
Sights glitchin
Got the floor lights dimming 
I don't wanna live forever 
That's my whole life mission 
.40 pokin out my sweater with a long knife
Chalk it up to them long nights 
Open up, I got close-eyed victims

bastard sword (prod. MERCYKILL x slade kovacs)

BLOODLUST

Set free from these earthlings
I’m riding around the milkyway
Baby, got front seat for free 
Just breathe
Might not know nothing, but we just proceed
Lightspeed, time bleeds
I ain’t got no problem with you, baby
I’m worry free
Indeed, I preach out loud to the choir

I’ll do that for free
Talk shit for free
Hit back for free
Pop off for free
I’ll do that for free
Talk shit for free
Hit back for free
Pop off for..
Lightspeed, I’ll do that for free

But first I gotta breathe
I been running through all these blackholes see, oh
Oh, running low on sleep
Alternate dimensions really fucking me, oh
Oh, got a pole on me
Ridin' 'round hard in Quadrant 3, oh
Oh, back it slow on me
Baby, I like how you low on me, oh
Can you go lower, baby? 
I been seein’ how you flexible
It drive me crazy
I’m looking at a rearview
Do a 180
I’m looking at a dime piece

Shit, I’lll do that for free
Talk shit for free
Hit back for free
Pop off for free
I’ll do that for free
Talk shit for free
Hit back for free
Pop off for..
I’ll do that for free

Lightspeed (I'll Do That For Free)

https://youtu.be/c9eMf0LqfkQ
(I don't have any rights for any songs. All the rights are going to the artists)

Ghostemane ft. SXMPRA - DAMAGIN SYSTEM!

https://youtu.be/USupnZC-7eo
(I don't have any rights for any songs. All the rights are going to the artists)
@kill_dyll @ghostemane

Ghostemane ft. SXMPRA - DAMAGIN SYSTEM!

RightyReaper

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