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LYRICS: 

what a bummer
wipe that grin up off yo fuckin face
motherfucker check my sleeve i got the fuckin ace
undercover how i’m paving my own fuckin way
what a bummer, i do this shit better anyways

me and karma mobbin, got the mother fuckin pump 
turn em inside out, i pump em full of led i fill em up 
i get the guap, i get the bank, why you fuckers talkin like you rubbin off the paint ? 
bitch i bring the fuckin, 

Pain x8
Pain x8

I’m boutta fuck up the place , man you outta place, don’t give a fuck what you say
anarchofuckhead i really do not like to play, bitch ima take off yo face
everybody always doin this shit like they basic, too blunt better face it 
i do not care about nun a these pussies they chasin, bitch i’m up and they hate it

ALL PLATFORMS

BRING THE PAIN ! (PROD. BUCKX2 X CACITY) [MUSIC VIDEO IN DESC]

lyrics:
i said bitch i got bands 
2 bands
got a bad bitch out here shaking her ass
homie step back before ur ass get packed 

ay she said that im too much
too much 
yeah my blicky named diddy, run up on me get touched 
ask me if i give a fuck, i don’t give two fucks
i got 2 little blickys and they giving out a ton 
uh huh, how it feel, how it taste 
she gon do sum for a little pocket change 

i just gotta flash sum money all she gonna do is chase 
if you’re man’s run up on me then he finna get sprayed (fa,fa,fa)
(fa,fa,fa)

why you mad?
why you mad lil bro? 
yeah your bitch kinda busy she got dick in her throat 
why you mad? 
i got 3 other hoes
with 3 other foo’s that mad im with they hoe 
like bitch!
i got opps for days 
that won’t ever change the fact that your bitch with me every day

ye she’s sucking me up just like sum pasta
basta
yeah she’s always on my line saying “where you at ASTA?”

like damm
where you get that hoe?
there’s a hole lotta ass in this room i know 
if i throw this cash she gon do a lil show 
and won’t ever stop till my pockets empty i know
got a loaded clip on a pogo stick 
if you up it, better up it like you run this bitch 

like damm
quit clamming shit 
got your bitch up on my dick doing shit that she would admit

ay she said that im too much
too much
yeah my blicky named diddy, run up on me get touched
ask me if i give a fuck, i don’t give two fucks
i got 2 little blickys and they giving out a ton
uh huh, how it feel, how it taste
she gon do sum for a little pocket change

i just gotta flash sum money all she gonna do is chase
if you’re man’s run up on me then he finna get sprayed (fa,fa,fa)
(fa,fa,fa)

i get lit when that light come on 
she wanna fuck wit the mob 
cause her friend got tossed 
i take hoes, kill shows 
now i rerock hoes 
i cause damage in the club 
bring the drank ice cold 

i like a itty bitty waist wit a facecard bro 
if i take her from u zigga 
just accept yo loss 
cause she chose up on a player 
what can i say? 
and plus i made her pay a fee
before she got a lil taste 

that’s it 
wipe me down 
i’m too dipped 
the way i stack blues 
u would think i’d be a crip 
it’s been about bread from the jump lil jit 
and ian trynna hear it u really bout chips 

look at my wrist 
make a whole city blind 
nigga stay mad
that’s y u shaped like a lime 
if zigga want a problem 
bet i got the last line 
that’s y your bitch wit us 
cause u not like I

TOO MUCH X ASTA (PROD BY CUTTY VIBEZ)

prod. slade kovacs x UNORDINARYBEATS

lyrics:
5 gen with a brand new cutter
5x on the rail, don’t run up
drop bread on heads, we toast em
won’t jam, shit shoot like butter
watch now, this a brand new season
fuck feds, in the v, i’m speeding

jumped down to the world down under
hopped out was a brand new demon
hopped out was a brand new killer
resurrect undead like thriller
10 mil, all face, no casings
mac spit like malcolm miller
won’t stop, we keep it moving
bro said my aura glowing
this rifle came with coolant
plug in and overload em

i just figure nobody doing this shit better
i might hit a flow and i spit like a damn ‘retta
i might hit a streak and i go on a damn spree
4 up in the morning, she making me damn fed up
shit get crazy, keep ya drac up
no face, no chase, i keep my rank up
say sumn
he don’t wanna pay? we spray his face up
he don’t want static
look at him, he won’t get a shot off
look at me, i’m knocking your block off
bitch, i tell em shut up or shut down
that gun in my pocket go, “BLAGOW!”
i’ m a masterpiece
i really had to be
i’m only thinking ‘bout catastrophe

and casualties
so niggas tryna bat with me
your majesty
you niggas ain’t a man to me, you see

5 gen with a brand new cutter
5x on the rail, don’t run up
drop bread on heads, we toast em
won’t jam, shit shoot like butter
watch now, this a brand new season
fuck feds, in the v, i’m speeding
jumped down to the world down under
hopped out was a brand new demon
hopped out was a brand new killer
resurrect undead like thriller
10 mil, all face, no casings
mac spit like malcolm miller
won’t stop, we keep it moving
bro said my aura glowing
this rifle came with coolant
plug in and overload em

i just figure nobody doing this shit better
better, better, better, better
i might hit a flow and i spit like a damn ‘retta
‘retta, ‘retta, ‘retta, ‘retta

i might hit a streak and i go on a damn spree
spree, spree, spree, spree
4 up in the morning, she making me damn fed up
fed up, fed up
shit get crazy, keep ya drac up
no face, no chase, i keep my rank up
(say sumn)
he don’t wanna pay? we spray his face up
(say sumn)
he don’t wanna pay? we spray his face up
(say sumn)
he don’t want static
look at him, he won’t get a shot off
look at me, i’m knocking your block off
bitch, i tell em shut up or shut down
that gun in my pocket go, “BLAGOW!”

the artful wound

lyrics: 

well lemme start this shit off sayin shoutout 870 
n i ate this motherfucker like i went zero to hero 
cuz im known to bring the heat but i ain no robert deniro 
im jus fly like im a fearow 
keep a blade installing fear in em 

i know its not good, but it feel so right uh 
it’s love n hate when it come to the spite uh 
i feel like im sadd, i dont pump when i say shit 
know my fuckin name, it’s the motherfucking blxdesmith 

make up any sword i want to cut thru anybody 
what the fuck you doin bitch i thought you cared about me  
but you didn’t, so it’s to the curb, you getting kicked 
don’t fuck w the kid unless you wanna get yo ego ripped 

in love w my cutta
yo page in the gutta 
as long as i got my blade w me now im finna crush em
im smaller but im tougher 
you sleep on me then you fucked up 
pay me for a feat n if you can’t bitch then shut the fuck up

everybody tell me it’s okay but i ain good so what the fuck 
only thing makin me happy counting bucks up 
you ain know what good pussy like, get yo lust up 
i don’t need no collective you can take yo clout n suck my dick 
shoutout to disturbed cuz i would never switch up on my bitch 

eugh 

i pick my girl up from hell 
pretty demon sit on upon my lap n tell me how she fell
deep in love w blx cuz she know that im real 
she get blinded for a sec i help her see thru the veil ah 

aye bitch 
i don’t want to cut it up 
shoutout to my love, give a fuck, if you feel dumb 
blx up, feel the change, when i’m in the cut 
it’s the cold cutta here to let you fuckers know wassup

ZERO TO HERO (PROD. NXTTY x REQUIEM CULT)

"Gritted Teeth" by @ruzlxn remix
https://open.spotify.com/album/0rAeXR0s1UUulyYsE81OW9?si=cw8KIdwtSb6GiRMKKvM31w

paranoia ( パラノイア)

prod. slade kovacs x UNORDINARYBEATS

lyrics:
shut up, i’m feeling toxic
aj on the beat, he pass the rock
lil bitch, i milly rock it
blackout arp-ski in the dark
let’s see what’s really sparking
aka, the city stalker
ain’t came for no pity party
i’m really popping, i’m feeling..
(so cool)

ain’t getting through to you
i dissect the bodies
separate em
make it beautiful
i kept walking by
she looked my way
and said “that’s rude of you!”
ak my guitar, ok i rock out when i shoot at you
i pop out with my toolie tool
and it’s..
(beautiful)

oh, you cool, huh?
you mr. popular when you popping out with that tool, huh?
i think it’s obvious you a coward and you won’t shoot nun
i’m feeling scholarly when i’m popping em with that ruler
you a jock and i’m the school sh-

shut up, i’m feeling toxic
aj on the beat, he pass the rock
lil bitch, i milly rock it
blackout arp-ski in the dark
let’s see what’s really sparking
aka, the city stalker
ain’t came for no pity party
i’m really popping, i’m feeling..

(so cool)

oh, you cool, huh?
you mr. popular when you popping out with that tool, huh?
i think it’s obvious you a coward and you won’t shoot nun
i’m feeling scholarly when i’m popping em with that ruler
you a jock and i’m the school sh-

ain’t getting through to you
i dissect the bodies
separate em
make it beautiful
i kept walking by
she looked my way
and said “that’s rude of you!”
ak my guitar, ok i rock out when i shoot at you
i pop out with my tool..

assassination classroom

SKYNET (PROD. SAURXN)

lyrics

Bitch I'm worldwide,
Hella range from the east to the westside
Imma drop a couple racks for the highlights
Know I got it like this, pockets off-white 
Tryna get it like me, bitch I'm worldwide,
Hella range from the east to the westside
Imma drop a couple racks for the highlights
Know I got it like this, pockets off-white
Tryna get it like me, bitch I'm-

Imma rockstar baby, Imma get it right 
Vetements, stacked chrome on a pj flight
I just spent another 10 on a bracelet
Face it, fucked your chick then replaced it 
It’s mr worldwide like the pitbull 
I just fucked another goth bitch on her sigil 
And no my chains not nickel 
I just got another bitch to tat my initials
To the window and back to the wall
I just woke up to 11 missed calls
She a bimbo tryna get sawed
Imma go ahead and give this bitch this log
Quit playing wit a god like me
Before I do damage in a all black tee
Blue hunnids that’s all I see
Now the whole world trynna get like me, aye 

Bitch I'm worldwide,
Hella range from the east to the westside
Imma drop a couple racks for the highlights
Know I got it like this, pockets off-white 
Tryna get it like me, bitch I'm worldwide,
Hella range from the east to the westside
Imma drop a couple racks for the highlights
Know I got it like this, pockets off-white
Tryna get it like me, bitch I'm-

Mr worldwide bitch, Imma get it when I land
I got money in my pockets, so I’m chafing in my pants
Onna pj now and we flying outta state
I be touring worldwide, everybody know my name like shush
I just wanna blow smoke, get me on the kush
I pull out a 9, everybody so shook
You pull out a 5, but I still feel good
Say you wanna shoot, like I wish you would
Goddamn I might catch another Rico
I might hit a bitch 2 times like a free throw
I can never come down like a see saw
I’m so high where the Z, where the Z go
Bitch, I’m worldwide ion know where I’m at
When I pull up to yo city, Imma put it on the map
You get no love in the place you from
Don’t worry lil bitch I’m back

Bitch I'm worldwide,
Hella range from the east to the westside
Imma drop a couple racks for the highlights
Know I got it like this, pockets off-white 
Tryna get it like me, bitch I'm worldwide,
Hella range from the east to the westside
Imma drop a couple racks for the highlights
Know I got it like this, pockets off-white
Tryna get it like me, bitch I'm worldwide

WORLDWIDE

Stream: https://vyd.co/nikkoredalert
Lyrics:

Red alert yuh imma - let the truth hit you fuckers 
And I bet it hurt 
Wait how all your streams from the desert? 
Tell me how that work
Just like your heads in your ass 
Guess your fans Ethernet cables plugged into dirt 

Should split your head but I’ve been trynna be a better person 
Lesser hearses 
What they tell me 
“Ease up”
Yeah right 
I literally would fucking die first 
Biting the head off of your favorite rapper 
Appetizer to me 
My words just spiral burn into your fucking forehead
3D 
Yeah we live in the flesh 
And bro I’ve been waiting 
To put your pussy ass to bed 
The ground your rightful estate 
There’s not a letter in the world of ant motherfucking name - that I won’t put in the grey , throw in the grave 
Every God has been slain 
What up? 

Red alert imma - let the truth 
Let the truth hit you fuckers 
And I bet it hurt 
Wait how all your streams from the desert? 
Tell me how that work
Just like your heads in your ass 
Guess your fans Ethernet cables plugged into dirt 

Riding -round with dirty money on me I’ve been through it all 
Hitting licks and throwing pussies -round like a medicine ball 
Kicked it with the worst of the worst 
Was just shy of snatching a purse 
Used to fantasize about hemoglobin soaking through shirts 
Uh I went from flipped sticks to flipping verses 
By I’m a better person 
But don’t just take me at my word 
Look how big my crowd and all the legions of outcasts emerging 
You don’t want go bar for bar 
Army with me start a war 
Whip my dick out, fuck the world
Mines the biggest of them all 
Thousand years of shattered mirror karma from the chaos I have caused 
But through the terror and the gauze 
Will you still love me baby? 

blood

Sadfriendd