KNXCK w/ FXCKGREM (prod. BMTJ)

HAZZE X TR!KE - ROOFTOP MUSIC (PROD. TRIPLESIXDELETE)

fuck the opps! no one is meant for anyone, give a fuck about your life i know everyone bleeds!! WHATS IS LIFECORE?!

LIFECORE

LIFECORE <prod. phxton>

SHOOT AT ANYTHING THAT BREATHES

ft @gorezomb11

zomb11:
yea i feel ethereal i just wanna fly 
imma take my money take to the sky 
in the back of my whip feeling light 
credit card fraud money stackin high 

i don’t wanna flex but 
but ice be hanging off my neck
i stg im up next not for my fame but for my death 
i feel my life is creepin to an end 
im slow as fuck up off a xan 
baby hope you understand 
our future ain’t the promise land 
im flying in a fucking benz 
bitch i’ll shoot wont play pretend 
we are not ur fucking friends 
shoot it up we’re about to win 

yea i feel ethereal i just wanna fly 
imma take my money take to the sky 
in the back of my whip feeling light 
credit card fraud money stackin high

face6k:
Yuh yuh rack to the sky
I can’t stand this shit your petty lil lies
Ay my wrist is looking fly
Listeners are dropping I wonder fucking why

Ay emo bitches flexing they cut wrist’s
How the fuck you gonna leave me but not give me kiss
If you fucking left this scene just know you won’t be fucking missed
Most of us fr gonna forget who you is

Fuck who is you is
You ain’t got no fucking bank
Face what you think
You ain’t got no fucking you bank x2

Yuh yuh rack to the sky
I can’t stand this shit your petty lil lies
Ay my wrist is looking fly
Listeners are dropping I wonder fucking why

RACKS TO DA SKY #M.O.M (9lives)

Rotting Away

DiFFERENT BREED by DOOMSLAYER
artwork by @burnttxast & DOOMSLAYER
engineered by LEGiON

lyrics:
(hook)
posted wit the crew, its lookin like we hiitin licks tonight.
if he puttin up a fight, this blade gon get him quick to die.
new age heaven’s gate, i lead the cult & kill the acolytes.
melt the man of steel, the way these hollows made of kryptonite.

we out here mobbin’,
goin robbin’,
everybody put your hoods up.
ski masks on,
in the kitchen, 
time to cook up.

(verse)
i don’t fuck with no one,
i don’t wanna fuckin’ hook up.
quit the fuckin’ rappin’, think you need to pick a book up.

never heard of me? 
i think it’s time for you to look up.
want me for a show?
well too bad, i’m gettin’ booked up.

cut from different cloth,
yeah i’m a different breed of dog.
said my shit just flopped,
like boy you really one to talk.
wanna fuckin’ box,
i’ll leave yo body lined in chalk.
fist into yo jaw,
i’ll break yo face just like the law.

if you really want me ima make you scratch n claw
cause you ain't fuckin worthy of my time you fuckin flaw

switchy on my hip i flip it up n then i slash ya throat
belt around his neck i tie him up n then i drill the dome
risky off the whitney chop him up n bag him on a boat
new age dexter morgan ima kill you [redacted]

(hook)
posted wit the crew, its lookin like we hiitin licks tonight.
if he puttin up a fight, this blade gon get him quick to die.
new age heaven’s gate, i lead the cult & kill the acolytes.
melt the man of steel, the way these hollows made of kryptonite.

we out here mobbin’,
goin robbin’,
everybody put your hoods up.
ski masks on,
in the kitchen, 
time to cook up.

DiFFERENT BREED

DiFFERENT BREED {prod. LEGiON}

Lyrics:

Wallet Kinda Thick
Wallet Kinda Fat


Wallet Got a BBL

Told Her Sum Came In Mail

You Know what’s the Tale


Bitch I Can’t Tell

If I’ll Commit

Gonna Have To Bail


Undisputed Champ

Every Match

I Feel Like I’m Chael 


Had a Rough Patch
We Can Fix It wit Gorilla Glue

If He Don’t Want Fix It
We Got ARs Stickin’ Out The Roof

Get Him Out The Blue
I Just Popped One
Gonna Kick In Soon

Say They Sleepin’ On Me
I Just Gave Her Dick
Of Course She’s Tryna Snooze


It Don’t Matter If you got Racks
If You Can’t Stack

It Don’t Matter If you Gotta Stack
If You Can’t Stash

In Your Raps
I Can Smell The Sweat Drippin’ From Your Cap

No “Chance”
You Are Not “The Rapper”
You Just Trippin’ off my Pack

Said You Got Clips
Are You Workin’ By The Damn IMAX

Well I Got Magazines
Like I Work for
Damn Time Mag

Like a Wizard
Move a Zip

In Milwaukee
Smoke a Zap

Eat So Much 
I’m Still Skinny
They Just Mad My Pockets Fat



Wallet Got a BBL

Told Her Sum Came In Mail

You Know what’s the Tale


Bitch I Can’t Tell

If I’ll Commit

Gonna Have To Bail


Undisputed Champ

Every Match

I Feel Like I’m Chael 


Had a Rough Patch
We Can Fix It like Gorilla Glue

If He Don’t Fix It
We Got ARs Stickin’ Out The Roof

Get Him Out The Blue
I Just Popped One
Gonna Kick In Soon

Say They Sleepin’ On Me
I Just Gave Her Dick
Of Course She’s Tryna Snooze


Ima Demon Slayer
Don’t You Hesitate 
Or This Your Doom

I Ain’t Got My Nikes On
But My Brain Said to
Just Go And Do It

I Don’t Care Where I’m At On The Scale
As Long as I'm Improvin’

I Been Provin’ All My Teachers Wrong

Look Back
Who Look Stupid

I Make More Than Them
Now
Choosin’ What i Wanna Eat or Do

I'm The Reason Why He Stuck Inside
Just My Call My Ass The Flu

I'm So Sick
I Make The Plague 
Look Like It’s Easy To Go Through

Had a Rough Patch We Could Fix It We Just Need Gorilla Glue

(Chorus^)

WaLLET GOT a BBL [stew]

🗡️Getting Ahead👺 (Rock Version)

see the way prod Tricy Grace

M u too tha r d e r swine, 
do dat shit on live,  bye bye, adios have a toast 
with some butter and a coke, bitch
keep it clean like s o too tha ap, thats a bar 
i wrote, 
gun to my head, with no safety, 

boom 
there he go, straight doom 
to fucks that know, that know d a t mfer at yo home, 
at yo throat hoe. 
I came in cut throat, blood scoaked, i neva die 
feelin lika cockroach, 

I keep goin up when im on the edge like the top row, always jumpin off the top rope, watch how he go, 
fuck a Tahoe, 
i need ammo, 
for ma D R A too tha C O, 

need green like arrow, 
make u sleepy hallow
While i count dinero,
posted up lika scarecrow, 
with blood red camo, for dat blood 
moon terror

Flick a switch like its lights out, when i fly out, 
12 tryin find out, no body inside n out my house, bad dreams turn real when i ride out, with my pipe out better pray u don’t get wiped out, YEA FUCK AROUND N FIND OUT, 
poke ya eyes out, put in the corner like its time out,

SHOOT AT ANYTHING THAT BREATHES

SAKACIDE