ROBSHITNDGETRICH

Prod: Triplesixdelete

Reworked: Killingfrancis & Fuckdisturbed

HELL 2025 +triplesixdelete, fuckdisturbed & killingfrancis

stupid dumb ass relationships 

[LYRICS]
i keep it simple, sipping out a bottle
got a blade to slash his leg, and tear some muscle, make em waddle
goth bitch like to swallow
xanax make me hollow
keep a 42
make em take off
no apollo

bitch get yo lick back
bang yo head, i done that
i never had thought where i aint thinking bout them big racks
them big stacks
so i sit at home 
tryna make the music 
(big facts)
my mind is clouded from the voices i push back

like i wanna grab that fucking pistol, and then shoot to my head
or grab a razor and then slit my wrist and bleed out in bed
crawl myself inside a room, and then make sure im not fed
i was never fucking happy bitch you heard what i said

yeah, a nigga rather relapse
you can call me junkie, all these tabs to help me relax
bitches think im stupid, but im reading through your lines
feelings in my gut, he trustworthy so you lied

SUICIDE TEMPTATIONS (PROD. MICHAEL LINK)

BLOW MY FUCKING BRAINS AGAINST THE WALLS, THATS REAL ARTISTRY**

WHY THEY QUESTIONING ME
i SAID I HATE MYSELF 
PUT A BULLET IN ME 
I REALLY HATE MYSELF
GET MY ASS OUT OF BED 
IM GONNA HANG MYSELF 
WHY THEY QUESTIONING ME
NIGGA FUCK MY HEALTH

BLOW MY HEAD, I DONT REALLY CARE
PUNK BITCH, GROW YOURSELF PAIR
NIGGAS LACED, ALL THEY DO IS STARE
IF YOU REALLY GOT A PROBLEM THEN LETS SETTLE OVER THERE

GIVE ME MOLLY, IM JOLLY, IT GOT ME LEVITATING
ALL THAT SHIT YOU WAS TALKING BUT YET YOU HESITATING
GET THE FUCK OFF YOUR ASS, BITCH STOP THAT MASTURBATING
I DO SOME COKE IN THE PARK AND THEN ILL GET TO SKATING
IF YOU NIGGAS PULL UP, YOU BETTER SHOOT AT MY HEAD
NEVER GAVE NOT ONE FUCK, BITCH WE'LL ALL END UP DEAD
ILL JUST DO ME A LINE, AND THEN ILL PISS ON THE BED
ALL THIS HOPE THAT IM LOSING, IM HANGING ON BY A THREAD

YEAH THIS LIFE REALLY SUCKS
NOT ONE SOUL GAVE A FUCK
BITCH IM STILL AT MY LOWEST 
BUT THEN THE BEATS PICK ME UP
PLEASE DONT PASS ME NO BLUNT
BECAUSE ID RATHER BE DRUNK
SITTING DOWN ON THE ROAD
WHERE I GET HIT BY SOME TRUCKS

BITCH THE SHIT THAT YOU SAY YEAH IT DONT MAKE A DIFFERENCE
NOT A WORD YOU COULD UTTER TO EVEN CATCH MY INTEREST
*saki losing it*
WHY THEY QUESTIONING ME
I SAID I HATE MYSELF 
PUT A BULLET IN ME 
I REALLY HATE MYSELF
GET MY ASS OUT OF BED 
IM GONNA HANG MYSELF 
WHY THEY QUESTIONING ME
NIGGA FUCK MY HEALTH

BLOW MY HEAD, I DONT REALLY CARE
PUNK BITCH, GROW YOURSELF PAIR
NIGGAS LACED, ALL THEY DO IS STARE
IF YOU REALLY GOT A PROBLEM THEN LETS SETTLE OVER THERE

I HATE MYSELF (PROD. PLUCKSUNSET)

fml dawg😭 idk wut im doing

When i walk up in this bitch you better get the fuck down 
Got my load out extended clips all you hear is gun sounds 
Feel like dante with these sticks got this shit on lockdown 
I can scream on anything I dont give a fuck now

Up on ig toting poles
But now he running from it 
Take that motherfucker soul
Yeah bitch I’m hunting for it 

Wanna see some blood cut em up what the fuck is up
Run bitch you running huh chase that pussy fuck him up 

I can scream on anything
Don’t give a fuck now 
I can scream on anything 
Don’t give a fuck now x2 

Punch to the face put a gun to his brains 
Now that pussy M.I.A
Cut to the veins spill his guts on a plate 
Watch the bullets fucking spray 

Oh he a punk ass bitch i already fucking knew it
He can’t run from these blicks you know how we fucking do it

#icanscreamonanything +azikhast

PRODUCED BY: https://www.youtube.com/@INC3L734
COVER ART BY: ME
Lyrics:

Fucking around you get put inna coffin
I stick witta glock when im walkin with caution
I'm peepin my opps and im launchin these rockets
the blade get to stalkin you turnin and tossin

we walk in the dark keep your head on a swivel
this pistol gon fire get popped like a pimple
aint talkin no ball but his head gonna dribble
he layed on the ground and got turned to a cripple

AKA_VEINS you be sobbing and crying
you carry a pistol but that shit aint firing
reciting a psalm but do pills like you dying
you talk about Christ but you out here dividing

triple six buddy im spraying you praying
the fuck is you saying i steady be hating
im never the same i be constantly changing
im craving the flower im faded when aimin

my boys are in heaven im staying a felon
we eatin all good when im popping his melon
im getting some gas aint no 7-11
the hoes gettin scared when im clutchin this weapon

you smoking on bunk while we smoking on pedals
what drugs do i got? i dont know i got several
bro AKA_VEINS you do not have potential 
start packing it up and put one in your temple

im movin and groovin dont think that im lucid
dont hand me a blade because im bout to lose it
the voice in my head telling me to go do it
my music is rooted in shit that is ruined

im losing my cool and im startin an issue
my pistol gon sneeze in your face like a tissue
you suckin my dick aint no way ima kiss you
these bullets gon hit you aint no one gon miss you

im booted right up and the choppa is ready
im fucking around and knock out his spaghetti
i hate when they whine and i hate when they petty
you say one more thing and the blick gettin deadly

smoking so much i can no longer function
i bussin the blick and i cause a disruption
we giving concussions we runnin amuck
and we dont give a fuck and we get in some dumb shit

I knoe that im fucked up im not saying sorry
especially bad when im booted off molly
my choppa be bloated get sent to the lobby
my bullets so big it could fuck up your posse

i dont wanna hear it your music is shitty
he wanted to beef he get smoked like a ciggy
we smokin on fattys you smokin on skinnys
im taking a tab and im feelin so dizzy

im starting to lose it so dont get me started
my choppa is special i think its retarded
im throwing out shade but he never responded
i wanted to rock em my thoughts are demonic

LOSING IT (prod INC3L)

Lyrics:
I am going to murder every sound
and i bring this sound unto the brink of the death right now
yeah, bodi lost never fucking found
never sounded so good
to get out right now
yeah murder in the fucking rave party
party in her mouth it’s so good right right?
yeah butchering that family tree
angel blood on my knife im revenge right now
Chorus: 
STEEL ON MY WAIST NOT NO TUNGSTEN
YOU TALKIN IM CARVIN TONGUES , KID
CARVIN IM CARVIN, TONGUES, FUCK IT!!!!!
SLASHER I BLOODY HIS , CARDIGANS
(YEAH YEAH YEAH)
STEEL ON MY WAIST NOT NO TUNGSTEN
(NOT NO TUNGSTEN)
YOU TALKIN IM CARVIN TONGUES , KID
(TONGUES KID)
CARVIN IM CARVIN, TONGUES, FUCK IT!!!!!
SLASHER I BLOODY HIS , CARDIGANS
**unintelligable**
this shit will get you killed 
Verse 2: 
lets sell him to the black market 
be therapist say “ psychopathic”
ugh
drinking his blood like some vodka
carve into his skin replenish
im gona sell him straight to the black market 
leave esophagus catastrophic

yeah

lets sell him to the black market 
be therapist say “ psychopathic”
ugh
drinking his blood like some vodka
carve into his skin replenish
im gona sell him straight to the black market 
leave esophagus catastrophic

im gona sell him straight to the black market 
leave esophagus catastrophic


pre chorus:
yeh yeh 
Talkin im carvin tongue kid
steel on my waist not no tungsten
Yeh 

STEEL ON MY WAIST NOT NO TUNGSTEN
YOU TALKIN IM CARVIN TONGUES , KID
CARVIN IM CARVIN, TONGUES, FUCK IT!!!!!
SLASHER I BLOODY HIS , CARDIGANS
(YEAH YEAH YEAH)
STEEL ON MY WAIST NOT NO TUNGSTEN
(NOT NO TUNGSTEN)
YOU TALKIN IM CARVIN TONGUES , KID
(TONGUES KID)
CARVIN IM CARVIN, TONGUES, FUCK IT!!!!!
SLASHER I BLOODY HIS , CARDIGANS

prod. goatharem
cover art by me

TUNGSTEN prod. goatharem

WHOTHEFUCKISHE FT ZENOGNARLY

lyrics -

out my fucking head
i want to stop a nigga breathing
excuse my manners, im just manic
need no fucking reason
all you niggas copy, paste
i itch to beat your face in 
you come into my kingdom
knowing you dont got a place in

im never coming back
all these niggas living sad
pussy cannot write a rhyme
thats why yo music come out trash
niggas all up in my ear and be like 
“saki why you mad”
cause you niggas steady fags tryna rap and chase a bag

TOLD THESE NIGGAS THAT IM SICK
WATCH THEM TURNIN BITCH
DIRTY BITCH DONE LOST HER MIND
SHE ASKED TO DRINK MY PISS
SHOOTERS DO NOT MISS
WHY THEY ACTIN SIS
YOU AINT EVEN THE WORTH GRIP
PUSSY RATHER USE MY FIST

flew up out my place
so i can rap and sooth
my pain
out in public, disconnect
so i dont gotta say
my name
before i started rapping
i was crushing on the game
so my trigger finger ready 
with no warning
got no shame

told lil bitch come over 
and she choke up on my spit
if a nigga want some problems
we can solve it in the pit
i will never duck a nigga
bitch i been up on my shit
40 karrots on wrist
just to have them bitches slit

any niggas on that timing 
we kicking it, kung fu
punch a pussy out his socks
leave em walking with one shoe
niggas wanting beef like chef
turning vegan, you want stew?
twitter typing not the move
for some shit you wouldnt do
 *casual saki shit talk* 
[chorus]

KINGDOM (PROD. $KIAH)

call the shots (h3rb)

Prod. by Freek van Workum
https://www.hellraizer.com

Lyrics:
Sinkin’ in the silence while the pressure get violent
Every breath another warning that the downfall’s invitin
Like the shadow of a past that I still can’t outrun
And the cracks in the mask say the battle ain’t won

I been runnin’ from me but I’m always in reach
So I lie in the dark where the light don't breach
And the mirror reflect what I try to restrain
But my mind keeps recyclin’ the sorrow and pain

While the voices in my head keep whisperin’ slow
That I’m lost in the dark with nowhere to go
And the pain in my soul drive on cruise control
Through the dirt of my thoughts tryna bury me whole

Every step feelin’ slow and the world gettin’ cold
Tryin’ hard not to fold when the grip take ahold
And the past pull away like a rope I can't escape
And the dark formin' shapes every night that I stay

I been trapped in my skull like a room with no doors
And every new day closed drags me closer to closure
To a place in my head where the light don't appear
Tryna claw out the pain but the pain interfere

And the more that I push the more it pulls back
So I pace through the dark in a room painted black
Cause it knows every weakness like it's the engineer
And the walls closin' in until I disappear

Shadows in the corners of my vision bendin' slow
Tryna grasp at the past that I missed in the glow
Crawlin’ out the places I try to intervene
But the flame burnin' out long before it can convene

Every breath that I take feel like knives in my chest
I been ridin’ the storms of a mind that won’t rest
And they twist every thought till the memory slips
To a past I can’t change and a pain that persists

I been walkin’ the halls of a dark I compose
Where the ceilings drip blood of the nights I oppose
Sinkin’ in shadows that crawl through my veins
Like a tide that won’t stop and it drives me insane

I been starin’ at spirits that hide in the rain
Every breath that I draw another debt that I pay
And the memories grip tight wanna drag me below
Like a spell taken hold that won’t let me go

So I sit in the dark with no way to retreat
Every shadow I meet got a voice that repeat
Like a knife in my side and no way to defend
Like a sentence I wrote that refuse to rescind

Every day feelin' stuck in a loop I construct
Like a nightmare designed with no plan for an end
Every thought a rebellion, every scream a decree
So many rooms in my head I'll never be free

Rooms With No Doors

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the beat is a blank canvas 
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