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thick and thin (GAXILLIC)

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I got me and a bag and, 
I spit like a dragon, 
When I break her back in, 
She calling me daddy, 
I feel like a father, 
But I got no daughter, 
She get on her knees, 
And I told her to swallow, 
I feel like I'm Waldo, 
Cause y'all gotta find me, 
Look to the front, 
Cause you bitches behind me, 
I got some labels, 
And they tryna sign me, 
I made my own, 
Now they say they don't like me. 
Feel like a Prince, 
Cause I'm getting these royalties, 
I'm on the fence, 
With my bitch and my loyalty, 
Put my dog in the pen, 
And I'm breaking him out. 
He'll bite on a bitch, 
Like he foam from the mouth. 
Homie so crazy, 
I swear he got rabies, 
I got me a baby, 
But don't want a baby, 
I feel like I'm 80, 
This flow getting old, 
Im getting hotter, 
The world getting cold.

Ay ay, 
Who's crizzy, 
I been the one, 
Who been taking your bitty, 
I been the one, 
Who been played in your city, 
Bitch I'm the one, 
Who been making the fifties. 
Stacking the Benjamin's, 
Got some dead presidents, 
Pull up with straps, 
And I fuck up your residence, 
You got some relevance, 
Never had resonance, 
Nothing had stuck to the wall, 
You ain't selling it. 
Huh huh, 
That's what I'm telling em, 
I got some hundreds, 
And more just to relish it, 
Flow is so sick, 
But I been downing medicine, 
Smart like I'm Edison, 
Biggest in room like an elephant, 
Heaven sent flow, 
But the voice is so devilish, 
When will I blow, 
I don't know there's no telling it. 
But I know one day, 
That I'm gonna be telling 'em. 
Send me a milly if you want the track, 
If you want the mix then I'm doubling that, 
Sending opens I won't send em back, 
Unless I'm seeing thousands atop of my lap. 
Get em addicted like crack, 
Shoot in they veins like it's smack, 
Shooting me dms like strap, 
I got some more but you can't get attached. 
I got a red dot, 
Only attachment. 
Shut the fuck up, 
If you want in my mattress. 
I'm burning tracks, 
But I ran out of matches. 
Carry the tracks, 
And I treat em like matches. 
Try to be me, 
But there couldn't be matches. 
Clothes never matching, 
Still flex the jacket. 
I got the woods, 
So you know that I pack it. 
Pray for the scene, 
Cause I'm holding em captive. 

Pray for the scene, 
I'm on a streak. 
Killing so many, 
I got UAVs, 
And I got a Hammr, 
To spray on the beats. 
I'm staying strapped,
Like a DSR, 
I'm shooting shells, 
Like it's Mario kart. 
No hyperpop, 
I ain't seeing em spark. 
I shoot my shots all black, 
In the dark. 
I ain't a killer, 
But trust I got killers. 
I don't write filler, 
But still I could fill her. 
She let me stroke in her pool, 
Like a billard. 
I'm standing tall in that pussy, 
Like pillar. 
Feeling like yachty, 
I'm swimming in women, 
And I got a shawty, 
Who playing the villain. 
I'm calling up Hero, 
And we start the sinning. 
We killing you bitches with smiles, 
We grinning.

PRAY 4 THE SCENE

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Stay the night, 
Then I kick the bitch out. 
I got drinks on drinks on drinks, 
And I don't need a bitch now. 
Slow it down. 
Why you hating on the sound?
I been vibing with yo bitch, 
And now she flying to my town. 
Skkrrt skkrrt, 
Get out, 
I don't need the brain blast, 
Fucking with my neutrons, 
Blowing Jimmy pack. 
Ultralord fit, 
Feel like Sheen sheen. 
Got a bad bitch, 
Smoking green bean. 

Rolling with the boys, 
No Hughie. 
Swallow up my dick, 
Never spit, 
No loogey. 
Bugging on my bunny, 
Yeah she got me acting looney. 
If you hate me, 
Lawyers jewish so you better never sue me. 
Cooking up dope shit, 
Ratatouille. 
You wanna give me throat damn, 
She just blew me. 
Sipping on the potion, 
And getting nudies. 
I don't like her face, 
But I'd still suckle on her boobies. 
I'd still suck up on the tit tit. 
You can't fuck your bitch, 
Cause you been pulling out a limp dick. 
Instead you fuck your hand, 
And you give it pretty lipstick, 
I call my bitch a bitch, 
But I treat her like a princess.

Tick tick tick, 
I been blowing up. 
TNT. 
You can't hit my phone, 
Lil bitch,
It's on DND. 
She only care for money, 
All the racks, 
That she gon get from me. 
I walk up in the crib, 
Sniff, 
Smells like bitch to me. 
Woah woah woah,
Imma take it out, 
.45 my hip, 
If I'm spraying then he laying down. 
I don't wanna take her out, 
Shit I might still eat her out. 
Gimme brain blast in the whip, 
Now I been spacing out.

BRAIN BLAST

eyes closed [dkanee]

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Crizzy White:

Fuck off, 
With your shit talk, 
I don't need this. 
Fuck off, 
I don't need you, 
Got me sea sick. 
Throw me in the ocean, 
No emotion, 
I can't see shit. 
Giving my devotion, 
To a job, 
That doesn't mean shit. 
Barnacles, 
Seaweed, 
Growing on my fucking brain. 
Suicide, 
Hatred, 
Flowing through my fucking veins. 
Numbness, 
Insanity, 
I really wanna cut the chain. 
In the function, 
Off the Hennessey, 
I don't think I'll change.

Swimming in your absence, 
And you never had a name. 
Went from correlating you, 
With my happiness again. 
It ain't the same, 
When I could shiver in my pain. 
The coldness in the ocean, 
Makes my body start to drain.
Lighthouse, 
Never found. 
By the coast, 
I'm underground. 
I been screaming, 
And it's loud. 
Hope they never figure out. 
Where my body is, 
I don't give a shit. 
If I did, 
Then I wouldn't jump the bridge.

Fuck off, 
With your shit talk, 
I don't need this. 
Fuck off, 
I don't need you, 
Got me sea sick. 
Throw me in the ocean, 
No emotion, 
I can't see shit. 
Giving my devotion, 
To a job, 
That doesn't mean shit. 
Barnacles, 
Seaweed, 
Growing on my fucking brain. 
Suicide, 
Hatred, 
Flowing through my fucking veins. 
Numbness, 
Insanity, 
I really wanna cut the chain. 
In the function, 
Off the Hennessey, 
I don't think I'll change.

lil XipZ:

I'm feeling seasick bitch, 
I'm throwing up again. 
Drinking like a pirate, 
I'm finna cut off my friends. 
Call the bitch my first mate, 
The way she licks up my kids. 
Let me drive the boat, 
Bitch I'm a seaman. 
Like the way that bitch looks, 
When she wearing her fishnets, 
Like the way that she moans, 
On the end of my penis. 
Feel like Crizzy fuckin White, 
The way I manage these bitches. 
Make that whore walk the plank, 
And then fall in the deep end.

Seasick w/ lil XipZ

Released by: 333 Collective
Artists: Crizzy White, Danny's Adventures & HeyLee Manzeron
Production: Crizzy White
Mixing: Crizzy White, Danny's Adventures & HeyLee Manzeron
Mastering: Crizzy White
Cover Art: lil XipZ

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rip me apart (prod. michaelharrison)

Stars in the road by Vails 
Lyrics:

Laying in the road
As the cars drive away
Staring at all the stars 
Wishing that you would of stayed 
I’m cold to my bones and i can’t breathe all the fumes 
Im over this life, I’ll let my thoughts just consume me 
I see stars in the road, I see the trails from the lights, staying up with my demons All night
Im escaping whist im contemplating 
This is so frustrating, I’m a nightmare in the making 

Perfection, that is what I’m craving 
Stand next to me and we can start aiming 
For the life that we always chose
But Right now I’m to cold yeah I’m so froze 

Frozen like a Porcelain
I’m a statue and your cracking through my walls again 
I hate closure but it’s something that is needed here
Man i hate this
Can’t you promise you will be sincere 
Oh I hate this man 

Laying in the road
As the cars drive away
Staring at all the stars 
Wishing that you would of stayed 
I’m cold to my bones and i can’t breathe all the fumes 
Im over this life, I’ll let my thoughts just consume me 
I see stars in the road, I see the trails from the lights, staying up with my demons All night
Im escaping whist im contemplating 
This is so frustrating, Its forsaken, nightmare in the making


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Stars in the road (og)

LEMME SEE IT (prod Crizzy White)

RUN EM DOWN (prod by Sorrowbringer)

'07 BRADY CLUTCH PROD BY NEWVAIN2

Prod by YANN
Mixed & mastered by crizzy white
Cover art, written, recorded by Goyard Sad Boi
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Lyrics

Ditch the body
Had to peal out the parking lot
Hmmm you talking shit 
hear you body drop
Hmmm
Dodge Durango n its matte black
Hmmm
Know some man’ll peel your wig back
Late night with the devil ya I just fw bro
Tried the meds grave Robbin all I really know
Didn’t know, didnt cope, loot the body yo
Take the jaw, take the tooth, take his fucking soul

Feel like Dahmer I just shouldn’t fucking be alone
Take a lot of people from there final resting homers
Ion eat the body I just really want the bones
Double cup full of that potion Mr Jim jones 
Masked up, Michael Myers, gosha body bag
13, Halloween, goyard toe tag
On a murder spree where all the rappers at
Goyard coming different, bet yall just sick of that

Why you lyin dude
Cut em from the head to the mf thighs dude in
Gravekeeper why’d you think I’d ever wanna spare you
You don’t wanna die no one gonna fucking hear you
Hide ya n you friend where the motherfucking deer do

1-2 yard man’s coming for you
3-4 better lock your door
5-6 better hide real quick
7-8 hide your body out of state 

Lately all the body’s that I got are starting to piss me off
Had to shut the voices off
 mix lean with a molotov 
Baby I don’t want your heart 
I kinda wanna chew it off
Young denis rader 
Taking flicks with a Louis scarf 

Hop on murderpedia 
Find my name next to bob berdella
Dead bItch dancing on my balls
She a ghoulish Cinderella
Diamonds aren’t forever 
As I stab her with my new umbrella 
Rolling in Volkswagen 
How quick is the brand new Jetta

Imma crash it 
Make it fucking tragic
No one fucking misses you 
When your just fucking average 
sad little freak show
Homicidal lunatic
Imma dump you body where that dumb as fuck titanic is

i know a ghoul in plainfield prod by YANN

Mr grave man in a 04 impala
2 bad bitches wanna come fuck me proper
Throw em in a basement in a tiny ass locker 
Ion really care about them trash ass choppers

30.06 hunt em down with the long range
7.62 put a moose in a big grave
Riding through the city with killas with no names
Skee town legend give corpses a new game

Matte black hearse with the suicide doors
Louis v rug blood splatted on the floor
It’s a crime scene, wouldn’t dare come alone
Young ed gain make a couch with ya bones

Babygirl I love ya, you don’t know who I am
Looking at the camera n wave to ya fam
It’s a red room, ain’t no use making plans
John Doe drop a hundred just to see one of your glands

Leonard lake babygirl let’s shoot a movie
Your my m lady, can’t treat ya like a groupie
Got a vat of acid, see what happens to your boobies
Here comes the sirens man they might as well just shoot me

Police coming better show uquick
Gotta scalp the head then fucking dip
Leather overalls yo shout out Rick 
Making hella graves my favorite gig

THE HOUSE THAT GOYARD BUILT PROD BY SPHYNX

music artist from Michigan
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ghxst collective member till I die

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