RUN IT! Ft. YUNGFLEX & THE TRAUMSTER {Prod. FONY WALLACE}

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ALL PLATFORMS

GET UP ! (PROD. VEINN)

ZER0XTHRASH - SCUM PUNX! [prod. ZER0XTHRASH]

CARVEYOURNAMEINTOMYSK!N !PROD JLMUSIX!

LACERATIONS !

LACERATIONS ! (PROD. SQUALL)

lyrics:

I get this feelin only one way
Better answer the door
I know the kids feel nostalgia 
So I betta the cause
An im a product of the people
Who just ran this amiss
We feelin, out of touch
So we bury the past

I’m on a train fulla heathens
Headed southbound 
I pull a fool out my pocket
While we livin it up
I act the same in the presence
Of my fueled friends
Needa boost to they ego
So they kickin me out

I’m screaming no way
You can’t! Speaking to me like I am
No - thing! I ain’t
The proudest owner, fucking use me
Just drown inside the hole
When a conscious deem me relevant
Filled with lust I’m goin at her

Safe in the sound, but it don’t goes
Suffered and sickness, overload 
If I know manic, you a damn prowess
Wallow in scenes, an episode
I can’t get nothin right 
It seem my word is epidemic
Life in a wild place
But really it’s so damn unsettled 

Speak your name in every language
Cause you so conceited 
Back when you were signs 
Of growin proper, foolishly believed it
An now I’m sitting on the edge
Cause I feel I fucked my chance 
Alimony to myself and give the funds 
To make a stance

Can’t the kids just give a fuck
Seem to me there ain’t a way
Proper mix of apathetic apparitions
With no face
Life is killa, loathe sin with eyes
We all just passed out
Train tracks, tied to the side
I wanna, feel something 
Maybe get some of the purpose out it
It’s not that sad to see the futile, old and traveled summit

So fucking figure it out

I had a thing for the bitches 
That were get go 
On the move for them riches 
Second natured to love
But now the facts of a fallacy 
Gon latch on
Tellin girly bout her man 
And how he fuckin it up

I’m screaming no way
You can’t! Speaking to me like I am
No - thing! I ain’t
The proudest owner, fucking use me
Just drown inside the hole
When a conscious deem me relevant
Filled with lust I’m goin at her

Place in your existence 
Yeah you’ll be here whether liked or not
You hope for form of matrimony 
Killed with hope you slowly rot
For life without you suffer
Unhand me holy mothers
For fucked in spite of grudges kept
I leave my life with yours at best

Case been allotted
You were never close friends
An playa got his dick wet 
Before they held hands
Just a comment, I struggle with the truth
I think I’m cursed for being honest
You meet me with resentment
So I rewrite all my topics

nervexx

why we scream. (prod. morecalcium)

@chase_noir @tripple777

he ain’t really finna pop shit
you could bring a pole or we could do it like a mosh pit
fuck it, lose control, the way i do him catastrophic
put him in a hole, i take his soul, he catatonic
leave him in the dirt, that’s how i rock bitch

AWH SHIT
YUNG FLEX FUCK THE SCENE UP
TAKE HIM OUT AND HAND HIM TO HIS HOMIE, MAKE HIM CLEAN UP
PUSSY THINK HE BOUT IT, CAUSE THAT MOTHERFUCKER SEEM TOUGH
HE AIN’T ON THAT SHIT, I CALL A MEAN BLUFF

YOU AIN'T FINNA POP SHIT
LIL BITCH
TRUST ME, YOU DON’T WANNA TALK SHIT
GET HIT
YOU AIN'T REALLY FINNA POP SHIT
LIL BITCH
TRUST ME, YOU DON’T WANNA TALK SHIT
GET HIT

BITCH I’M MOTHERFUCKING PISSED OFF, GRIPPING ON THE METAL
FINNA MAKE THE CHOPPA TALK, I WALK UP ON HIM, IT SAY HELLO
IMMA RIP HIM LIMB FOR LIMB IF YOU AIN’T GET THE FUCKING MEMO
IMMA BEAT HIM TIL HE REDDER THAN THE MOTHERFUCKING DEVIL, PUSSY NIGGA IMMA

break shit
talking out your neck, you conversating with the pavement
niggas steady bitching and i’m getting impatient
pussy motherfuckers like you make me hate shit
playing with your life, then imma take it

watch it
shïnï be the gang i’m with and you know that we mob bitch
i don’t really think you gon survive with how you talking
heater got like five left in it, you could get your top split
bitch i swear to god i’m spinning

YOU AIN'T FINNA POP SHIT
LIL BITCH
TRUST ME, YOU DON’T WANNA TALK SHIT
GET HIT
YOU AIN'T REALLY FINNA POP SHIT
LIL BITCH
TRUST ME, YOU DON’T WANNA TALK SHIT
GET HIT (x2)

WHAT’S UP?
PUSSY PUT YOUR ONES UP
BEAT HIM TIL THE SUNS UP
TOLD HIM THAT’S IT’S TOUGH LUCK NIGGA

I’M AN A-HOLE
MURK HIM AND IT’S CASE CLOSED
MOTHERFUCK THE SAY-SO
YOU COULD GET YOUR BRAINS BLOWED NIGGA

(TRIPLE777)
i don’t think he want my bullshit
hit em one or two times till he knows it
you know how it goin, i’m rollin
i’m never foldin
T7 stay golden

i’m not poly but my life has always taught me
two is better than one, come fuck me and suck me
monotonous monogamy, on top of mahogany
for the third time today like she is apart of me

my life is dope and I do dope shit
i don’t give a fuck what you think Important
i'm focused on that rib eye steak and ocean
no eleven, i be solo dolo living coasting

I’M LIVIN A REAL LIFE IN THE MATRIX
BUT THIS NEO GOT RAY BANDS AND FRESH KICKS
i feel like an m&m in the trail mix
NOBODY CAN TELL ME JUST WHO THE MAN IS

YOU AIN'T FINNA POP SHIT
LIL BITCH
TRUST ME, YOU DON’T WANNA TALK SHIT
GET HIT
YOU AIN'T REALLY FINNA POP SHIT
LIL BITCH
TRUST ME, YOU DON’T WANNA TALK SHIT
GET HIT (x2)

POP SHIT (FEAT. TRIPLE777) [PROD. CHASE NOIR]

PROD. ME

LYRICS WILL BE HERE SOON MAYBE

ART BY @c3of

SUPER HERO

Lyrics:

bitches hear my shit and say I’m lyrical,
I got a way with words bitch that’s satirical,
all you wanna be rappers so political, 
you don’t matter to me you so typical, 
only fuck with high class that’s the principal, 
only raising my glass to the pinnacle, 
and I’m the pinnacle so that shit is reciprocal, 
it’s unequivocal I get the bag bend the fold,
i flip flip I’m flipping through hundreds,
I flip flip I flip to the summit, 
i flip flip I’m flipping through hundreds,
I flip flip I flip to the summit, 
i flip flip I’m flipping through hundreds,
I flip flip I flip to the summit, 
i flip flip I’m flipping through hundreds,
I flip flip I flip to the summit, 
I get the bag bitch,
now where they at bitch,
I get the bag bitch, 
guess who back bitch,
when I see him ima rip his fuckin face off,
no face no case no trace dog,
scorched earth mother fucker bring the napalm, 
you a lil b bitch I’m the based god,
call me a pilot, 
ima boutta take off,
I’m feelin violent,
and I can’t shake off,
this feelin of animosity all the fake talk,
finna get your little punk ass fuckin dog walked,
I’ll be more successful but they’ll tell me how to live,
my life has been way more eventful you just busted out a dick
that’s all you did,
I’m triple 7 i be really with the shit,
and hoe you trippin bust yo head in only check you from the chin,
now come and listen, 
serve you on the dishes like that shit is parfait, 
I be with my mistress tryna get that entre,
I’ve been doing business aka that foreplay,
aye,
do all that all day,
I get the bag bitch,
(parfait) -DJ KHALED
bitches hear my shit and say I’m lyrical,
I got a way with words bitch that’s satirical,
all you wanna be rappers so political, 
you don’t matter to me you so typical, 
only fuck with high class that’s the principal, 
only raising my glass to the pinnacle, 
and I’m the pinnacle so that shit is reciprocal, 
it’s unequivocal I get the bag bend the fold,
i flip flip I’m flipping through hundreds,
I flip flip I flip to the summit, 
i flip flip I’m flipping through hundreds,
I flip flip I flip to the summit, 
i flip flip I’m flipping through hundreds,
I flip flip I flip to the summit, 
i flip flip I’m flipping through hundreds,
I flip flip I flip to the summit!

PARFAIT

PARFAIT (PROD. T7) :3

Art by @sammyfendi via IG

Written, Produced, Mixed & Mastered by TRIPLE777

LYRICS:

Wake up t7 it’s a new era,
What’s the word lil bro how you been fella?
I been feelin Superbad no Michel Cera,
Tryna bring terror,
Manipulate the weather,
I know you feel the pressure,
I been that bag getter,
Montra Montra monsta enter,
4th demential 5 G trend setter,
Gotta break the simulation fore you get better,
The matrix treats us all like mental patients no bitch I got no patience we all under surveillance,
The CIA tryna make us all complacent the NSA gets paid and then all our taxes get taken,
They keep you spiritually shaken,
Jesus Christ is the only way to salvation,
Hacking into life I’m Patrick Bateman,
This a break through psychiatric break in,
3rd eye open manifest high fashion,
3rd eye showin that I best take action,
I’ll die knowin god blessed my passion,
I’m open to it all that’s the law of attraction,
That’s the law of attraction,
That’s the law of attraction,
That’s the law of attraction,
That’s the law of attraction,
Wake up t7 it’s a new era,
What’s the word lil bro how you been fella?
I been feelin Superbad no Michel Cera,
Tryna bring terror,
Manipulate the weather,
I know you feel the pressure,
I been that bag getter,
Montra Montra monsta enter,
4th demential 5 G trend setter,
Gotta break the simulation fore you get better,
Check it,
Feel my energy a Motha fuckin beacon 
a vessel of god you can feel it when I’m speakin,
I would never give it up to any of these demons 
Ima make em fall and I ain’t talking that season,
You fuckin punk bitch,
Who the fuck you think you playin with you dumb bitch,
I hope that sunk in,
I be really livin everything you bumpin,
Recently I had to watch my back myself,
And reassure everything that’s whack I felt,
Sorry not, (NOT SORRY) sorry to the hell,
They was tryna keep me all up inside of a cell,
That’s the law of attraction,
That’s the law of attraction,
That’s the law of attraction,
That’s the law of attraction.

SORRY, NOT SORRY

SORRY

*ANARCHOFUCKHEAD
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