NO BETTER PLACE (FEAT. GRAVE718) [PROD. AGED + CANSINO]

Biv:

Bitch I been take a loss
Life bluer than my balls
People living off the moss
Rusty, crusty, your bitch tossed
I'm still salty and I love it
I'm still the only one livin above it
I run my business, I live on the budget
Make it myself, while you bitches is puppets
All of my bitches is bussin
All of my homies made somethin from nothin
Nobody do how I does it
If they could they would of done it
If it's money then we cut it
I don't get time for discussin,
Life been on track how I run it
Ain't gonna tell you I air out the function
But I got problems from mental consumption

Back to the pack, I feel her in my jack
Rent the staff, ya daddy cut the check
Ice on the wrist, but they slit the neck
Back to back, I lay my soul to rest

Call what you want
Boy you fake with the pump
Act like you carry the stuff
You just a moufuckin punk
Action ain't shit that you trust
Bitch you a one and you done
Call what you want,
Boy you a fake with the pump

Bitch I'll take my life, before I ever claim the street
People off and dyin, but that's problems we don't see
I don't want no vulture, but they listen, act a feign
Just because my color match the world they live and breathe

I don't want no vulture, but they listen, act a feign
Just because my color match the world they live and breathe


BLCKK:

keep that bitch just to fuck it
I ain’t never really love it
body stack i’m above it
get the paper finger fuck it I love it I’m bodying bitches in public I-

yeah
got what I wanted I did it myself
all of ya people been fucking with 12
I walk around and i’m grippin my belt
yeah yeah yeah yeah

10 of my bitch can’t take that shit
double my pay yeah fuck that split
got it all black can’t see my fit can’t see that shit like

It don’t matter what you wanted i got it already can’t sell my clique
I been through it I been did it im fucking around i’m on my shit

I just bought the first gun
I just caught the first one
yeah yeah
I ain’t paying my bond
get ya brother out the pond
yeah yeah

I compare to y’all best
I could fuck up y’all set
yeah uh
I could send it through a vest
give that pussy bitch a rest
ha

I start sippin black
I can’t run it back
i’m on track
watch me hit my shit
flip that fucking bitch
let her quit

GET IT
RIGHT
BACK
HE AINT
NEVER
COMING BACK
UH
PUT THE
BITCH
DOWN
SHE WONT
LOVE ME
WHEN IM
DOWN
UH

Pain Script ft. BLCKK

a bunch of shit i don't do

[YUNG MUTT]

[VERSE I]
load the clip aim it straight to my fucking brain 
muddy face spilling paint cuz I’m all your disgrace 
hanging from the noose bitch I broke the fucking guage 
blood all on my linen use the glock to melt my face 
scarecrow in the flesh like woah
coming at your neck below 
sharpen up the fucking razor blade and stick the needle in hoe 
kill thy foe without a blow 
the snow turns red I like the glow 
demon horns breach flesh and bone
arachnids petal out the holes in the floor

[VERSE II]
Rest In Peace
got 67 bullets for ya
in the middle of the winter got a 44 loaded with no fucking safety on it gotta make a payment on it 
but you paying with your life 
h e r o i n e
12 guage with one shell In me 
string my lifeless body up and blade me for your prophecy 
ruby da fucking menace ripping souls out for 
penance 
I’m sipping on the blood of mother Maria at the entrance of this hellish scape of burning flesh 
I wonder if I broke my neck you think that maybe all this shit would just all turn to motherfucking black 
sifting off the concrete ripping scales off of my back 
I pick a cigarette out of the pack and light it in your face and laugh

$LEEPY HOLLOW (THAT GUY WITH THE DIAMOND HORNS) [PROD. BUDD NUFF]

End of a sound
Start of an era
luv u all
@biv
@dexndre
@jonathan-nuness
@42CLO
@skotskr
@deademane
@user-961133532

CLIMATE W/BIV (PROD.42CLO)

My head is spinnin' out this fuckin' cage
I'm hopin', countin' till the days you leave this fuckin' place
I got no tolerance for bullshit, fuck up out my face
You pussy bitch, go eat a dick and sip the pain away

I sit and bitch about this bullshit to a fuckin' mic
I spent the worst years of my life just tryna' sleep at night
You ain't no help, you fuckin' prick, you made up half the fright
I'd put this pipe right to my dome if I ain't have to fight

And how you talkin' like you know shit?
You stupid bitch, you fuckin' lost it, we all knows it
And keep your hands up to yourself
Lay a finger on me bitch, I'll send you straight to hell

And you just talk that tough
Speakin' demon shit like you been through the fuckin' rough
You don't know shit punk
But sittin' in a kitchen gettin' slumped for fuckin' months

My whole life you been sendin' it, got me fucked up
Throwin' threats around like you think you can touch up
Put a hand upon us and I'll send the dust up
I'on give a fuck about issues I'm fuckin' done punk

The way you speak my fuckin' name
Got me runnin' ropes around my neck to motherfuckin' swing
And still you think this shit's okay
Watch me blow my cap and make it back and still you'll fuckin' sing

SCUM

Prod. by Biv

ft. https://soundcloud.com/blckk

piss in mi face Ft. BLCKK

black heart ft. serenity [prod. biv]

RELAXED

WRONG PERSON (FEAT. PRXJEK) [PROD. PHOSPHATE]

VIDEO: https://youtu.be/nyfSftdHDw0

i do it so you dont have to. luv urself.

prod. @wasbeatz
additional vocals: https://soundcloud.com/danielsgone
art. @lenfantlondon

In the head pushing off the box spring
Kid ain't alright, I'm a different Offspring
At a point where I'm pushing for gleam, hot bling
Witnessing the ming for a hot ting

I HATE MYSELF
I HOLD MY HEALTH
I DRINK MY WEALTH
THEN SPIN ON HELL

I got a distant pain in my fucking shoulder
It pierces through my chest every single hour or so
You bring the palace all though
I see the chalice all gold
my body so cold, I'm so distant I know
Never getting a connection I'm just pushing it away
I be running like i'm Gump im onward taking every flake
I'm breaking the chains, inhumane static left brain
same.

I don't want it enlighten
i dont want it entitled
i dont want it invited
i dont want it, excited

im a hollow of a past grippin hold childhood staring blank in the iris of the behold
off a stove, beauty to the household, only getting prettier once daddy taking off the blindfold
she enrolled into colleges just a degree stabbing up her back now with some wannabes
i light a fire, cataclysm to the spree in actuality i been scoping never nominees
to just take me away
ive been begging since my god gavith away
in a vein handed, parfait
bitch, go, eat it up you missing constant vitamin k
its dayZ, a dead game.... anyway

"leaps and bounds"
"....out of bounds"
i don't fit in any crowd, i'm a proud outcast
kicked to the side, bitch, like, every time
ill do fine once i hit a fukn line
sunshine state, how much time do i waste?
thinkin bout it makes me take it to the face
my identity leaves bad aftertaste
sit down at your table & continue saying that grace.

CLIMATE W/BIV (PROD.42CLO)

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