Sharing tears from the toughts of a broken mariage 

THREESIX FEATURES

hollow that demon they pulled from the lake
Erie, my brain frozen bout 7 days
I just lay in my waste, hoping this is my fate
trynna stay in my grave, with no meanin, no place
fuck all your plays, get the fuck out my face
didn't struggle this way, so don't say you relate
I'll be running with blades till I'm out of this state
run away with no trace, in the fog I create

they say hollow demean
he ain't deep in the scene
like they sat with Jgrxxn
while he vented bout Peep
I was 7 like teen
up in detroit all leaned
making moves for my team
shoutout Omenxiii

so they doubt me now, count me out
don't give a fuck
till I go reroute, passing out
wake up with buzz
and golden mouth, teeth endowed
gems that they cut
y'all can hate me now
keep me down
everyday sucks
got no safety now
I've been found
that's just my luck
got them cuffs and rounds
bullet sounds
waking you up
I just want a pound
buds I ground
make me feel loved
till they slither in, seethe
for my flesh and my teeth
I don't do shit for free
gotta pay me that fee
get a lil buzz and they g
trynna make me a meme
I don't care bout you bitches
y'all dont care bout me

I don't care about you bitches
that's right
hollow stay away from the light
bitch he stay knowin it's bright
but can't look away for the life
of me
I'm divine, dummy
make divine money
can't divide honey

severed the serpents
them snakes in the grass
was it all worth it?
I never did ask
I was too busy wiping the tears out my mask
thinkin this is end cause you don't want me back
hollow's grown up from himself in the past
now he just wants to be alone with his racks
trynna rake up some gems before I break my back bitch...

ERIE (Prod. LUCAS VERSACE)

MOBBS RADICAL x KWALLAH- HOLLOW MODE(PROD. OML OMER  x VISION)

MOBBS RADICAL- KRONA’S WARZONE(PROD. KRONA)

MOMENTS LIKE THIS

"Give me the fortune, keep the fame, " said my man Louis
I agreed, know what he mean because we live the truest lie
I asked him why we follow the law of the bluest eye
He looked at me, he thought about it, was like, "I'm clueless, why?"
The question was rhetorical, the answer is horrible
Our morals are out of place and got our lives full of sorrow
And so tomorrow coming later than usual
Waiting on someone to pity us while we finding beauty in the hideous
They say money's the root of all evil but I can't tell
You know what I mean, pesos, francs, yens, cowrie shells, dollar bills
Or is it the mind state that's ill?
Creating crime rates to fill the new prisons they build
Over money and religion there's more blood to spill
The wounds of slaves in cotton fields that never heal, what's the deal?
A lot of cats who buy records are straight broke
But my language universal they be reciting my quotes
While R&B singers hit bad notes, we rock the boat of thought
That my man Louis' statements just provoked
Caught up, in conversations of our personal worth
Brought up, through endangered species status on the planet Earth
Survival tactics means, busting gats to prove you hard
Your firearms are too short to box with God
Without faith, all of that is illusionary
Raise my son, no vindication of manhood necessary
Not strong (only aggressive)
Not free (we only licensed)
Not compassionate, only polite (now who the nicest?)
Not good but well behaved
(Chasing after death, so we can call ourselves brave?)
Still living like mental slaves
Hiding like thieves in the night from life
Illusions of oasis making you look twice
Hiding like thieves in the night from life
Illusions of oasis making you look twice
Yo, I'm sure that everybody out listening agree
That everything you see ain't really how it be
A lot of jokers out running in place, chasing the style
Be a lot going on beneath the empty smile
Most cats in my area be loving the hysteria
Synthesized surface conceals the interior
America, land of opportunity, mirages and camouflages
More than usually, speaking loudly
Saying nothing, you confusing me, you losing me
Your game is twisted, want me enlisted in your usury
Foolishly, most men join the ranks cluelessly
Buffoonishly accept the deception, believe the perception
Reflection rarely seen across the surface of the looking glass
Walking the street, wondering who they be looking past
Looking gassed with them imported designer shades on
Stars shine bright, but the light rarely stays on
Same song, just remixed, different arrangement
Put you on a yacht but they won't call it a slave ship
Strangeness, you don't control this, you barely hold this
Screaming "brand new", when they just sanitized the old shit
Suppose it's, just another clever Jedi mind trick
That they been running across stars through all the time with
I find it's distressing, there's never no in-between
We either niggas or Kings, we either bitches or Queens
The deadly ritual seems immersed in the perverse
Full of short attention spans, short tempers, and short skirts
Long barrel automatics released in short bursts
The length of black life is treated with short worth
Get yours first, them other niggas secondary
That type of illing that be filling up the cemetery
This life is temporary but the soul is eternal
Separate the real from the lie, let me learn you
Not strong, only aggressive cause the power ain't directed
That's why we are subjected to the will of the oppressive
Not free, we only licensed, not live, we just exciting
Cause the captors own the masters to what we writing
Not compassionate, only polite, we well trained
Our sincerity's rehearsed in stage, it's just a game
Not good, but well behaved cause the camera survey
Most of the things that we think, do or say
We chasing after death just to call ourselves brave
But everyday, next man meet with the grave/Great
I give a damn if any fan recall my legacy
I'm trying to live life in the sight of God's memory like that y'all

THIEVES

@DROWNGOD
@SCALES495

MIXED BY: @SPYCE-SAKRYN

(LYRICS)

(SCALE$ THE ALMIGHTY)

bombs written i get i split it hit it moms chillin
mothafuckin monsta the dogs are often sniffin
dees little pawns for prisions livin in harmful rhythyms
im fuckin woke...i aint gone w snitchin 
im fuckin round w nothin, cause yall harm the mission!
of real scandalin crooks, aint demand to get booked
errybody wanna be a street villain with hooks
but yall dont know the pain of when ya freedom is took
but some of yall do so its easy to look
at a mothafucka when he really goin thru pain
hes cookin crack tears fallin cause his momma the stain
yeah that shoulda been a metaphor but this is the game
ima felon wit a record they be checkin my name
thats why no employers callin so im sellin da caine

sellin some bitch pussy  on da fuckin back page
back pain whatch u got wanna call thats lame
text once with directions my bitch comin that way
vagabond criminal make a fuckin gat wave
bad thangs on my mind put me in a pad cage
gat dang how he kick it so fresh that flav


fixin to split it n hit it in it witcha whoring antie
cook her up a fresh batch like im gordon ramsey
but im really in the cut like im mormoun sandy
i dont who that is either i dont want a grammy
just wanna know yo bitches name and lemme sniff her panties
i know im fucked up in my life thats why im movin barely
aint no money in my pocket so my food is berries
all the bitches lookin at him why this loser starin
move em here to the box while we never caring
shedding tears from the thoughts of a broken marriage

i really squeeze and make it pop with the 40 hammer
dirty harry in ya stomach watch me chuckle banter
big gifts for ya mitz call me uncle santa
ima brr pisst POW and reload the ammo

ima clip it for the mission while im wearin camo
all i wanna do is smoke a blunt and ride a camel
every day white socks while he wearin sanndals
aint no shoe could ever fit me so im gettin cancelled
yeah its crush500 shout out to the vandals
let me take a little breather juss so i can get em

(36P THE MYSTIC)

Come and fuck with the realest
the illest
the threesix and 495
you find yourself on a hitlist.

Ain't nothing change mane
I still grip a tec
ripping right through ya vest
tears in ya chest
leave you breathless.

Black boots steppin
ain't a thing that I'm regretting
stomp your ribs and break em off 
like you manson, marilyn.

I'm known to cut to carotids 
nigga dont get arrogant. 

I'm known to fuck your broad I'll 
take your bitch to the Sheraton. 

If you got a problem 
I got ammo to spare,
I'll cut you down, your whole crew
tombs is something you can share with em.

I come and make your new gang spot a cemetery
otherwise i spread your body parts from OBT to fucking Maryland. 

deep night riding with the beams off
only light in sight the muzzle flash out the window of the Camry. 
Deadly accurate
the hammer strikes the primer
then ignites the fire flying at ya
leave ya stiff like a mannequin.
They always talkin tough up on a track
but in reality they lackin all these niggas actin sweet like saccharine.
But I ain't one for pandering 
I talk a lot of slander 
and i'll back it 
turn em into splatter
if they get dramatic
yeah it's the threesix.


SHOUTOUT TOOTHLESS WON JOHNNY AND HUNG SUK

ITUNES

49536 ft. DROWNGOD *RIP MAN :(<3*

A.M.E.C.K. - PARLOUS

PROD TRENOLLTVÅ x GINGXR

JOHNNYHOKE

Keep moving, 
Motherfucker no time for snoozing. 
Keep moving, 
Don't let the bullet touch your illusions. 

Grip the bat, go to attack, 
You Think it through, 
Do you got something else to lose? 

The pain is spreading to my back, 
It's time to choose 
How to say goodbye when you lose. 

who the fuck do you think I am, 
When you're talking about things that you don't understand? 
You must thing you're a big fuckin man, 
With big plans 
But next to me you don't stand a chance. 

I would never call myself a poet, 
I got a lot of things that I don't know yet. 

But I know that you're not worth my time, 
Let me finish this fucker just let me cock my 9.

Keep moving, 
Motherfucker no time for snoozing. 
Keep moving, 
Don't let the bullet touch your illusions. 

Grip the bat, go to attack, 
You Think it through, 
Do you got something else to lose? 

The pain is spreading to my back, 
It's time to choose 
How to say goodbye when you lose. 

I have a solid feeling that it's not worth it, 
You can feel the terror rise and now your hurting. 

I have a solid feeling that you don't know what to do, 
You'll be surprised when you realize just what I'm gonna do.
:/


THREESIXPREMIUM

you a stain, you a fucking mess
but smith and wesson steps in
and begins to cleanse.
teeth clench, tightness in your chest
you accepting death and now you 
losing breath.
wait, where's your crew?
nigga where's your friends?
they either left you or they fuckin dead.
i rob your trap and let the bodies stack,
it look like Waco did after the ATF.

run up on 'em
no mask no vest.
try my gangster,
and i'll pass yo' test.
finna stain em,
like an old mattress.
slang a heater,
no my gat don't rest.
Been a demon,
call me baphomet.
Blasphemous
advocate.
All you niggas just
average.
Devil put a blessing
on my head.

I'll sell my soul for clout,
you can call me Faust. 
Mephistopheles
gold inside my mouth.
Never stopping me,
threesix out the south.
Dead young king,
where's my fucking crown?
Sit upon my throne,
do you get it now?
BMG that reach em from a fuckin mile.
50 CAL,
sure to make these niggas bow.
Golden mouth,
show your bitch a pretty smile.

I articulate murder
the arteries spurtin
deserting the earth
as your lips turn to purple
I'm laughing while lapping in circles 
around all you circle jerk rappers
It's nothing to hurt you
my wins high like air force 
your wins low like urkel 
my reach universal 
gun pop like a kernel 
send shots at me promise I hit the reversal 
immortal killa i emerge from inferno
drip too hard you might need snorkel
dick too hard your girl is fertile
spit too hard i hurt em verbal
kreep thru the night kano nocturnal 
see through the dark strap got a thermal
nut in a bitch think she could gurgle
jump in my lap like jumping hurdles
smokin on herbal, I am eternal
:)

METACOGNITION (FEAT. DROWNGOD)

Shepard x Threesixpremium - emo nle chopperrrrrr!!!!!!!!! prod MilanMadeIt

AVAILABLE ON ALL PLATFORMS

VISUALS OUT NOW!!!
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LnvIo6BWJJE

VILLAGOM3Z
https://soundcloud.com/villagomez419

Lyrics:
Verse 1

Ooooooh shitt 
Telll meee Howww you feeel 
I’ve been seeing lately that 
You be fieneeenn for pills
Niggga what you need 
Shit you know I have them thrills
Xanny,perky,oxy,molly only if you feeel
Shit
Bring me a liter sprite 
I gotta make it dirty hoe you know it’s only right
I want baby bottle pop with Codiene flavored tight 
Shit if I Only had my lost loved ones I’ll be ight 
Shiit
Threw tha times  I’m gone 
Smoke a blunt 
Straight to the dome 
Then I yawn
Get ready for a dab 
Scooop
Go ahead and dip 
Throw it in the banger nigga
I like my hot hits
My nigga what you see? 
I really hope you see it 
Shit my vision turned green
That means I’m chasing paper and buds 
 it’s all I need 
I had to get it early 
Grew up quick up on the scene 
Shiittt
To the rested homies 
I bleed
And feel the fucking pain 
That you all have received 
The only thing I had
Was revenge that I seeked
I couldn’t fucking stand to see those niggas
All breathe
Oh shit 
123
Now cuz of you 
I’m sneaking down your street 
Oh please
Don’t you fucking dare and beg for mercy 
Man not even god can let you go and escape from me 
Oh shit man now I’m your god
I get to pick and you choose wether you stay
Or survive 
Now I gotta pick between this knife or my 9
Man I don’t know what I’m doing 
But for sure you finna die 
Funny you say my nigga I’m never switchin sides 
Just the other fucking  day I saw you chillen with them guys
I don’t tolerate rats 
Exterminator on the rise 
What you doing now nigga 
you better not fucking hide
Pussy
Haha is the only thing to do
Who knew 
That I had the dirty and the blinky too

Verse 2

Hungry for the blood
Fuck everyone
Bitch you a scum
I don’t understand why you put a fake front 
Fuck with me you’ll be gone
313 bitch wrong street now your gunned 
Still gotta pay
Now watch yo back be sprayed 
You a bitch
Man
You don’t know nothing about this shit
Can’t Compete with me smoking on some crisps
Smoking on some cat piss
Who the fuck you think I is
Turn the bud to mist with the mix
Back stabbed thru my chest
Yeah shit it’s a bitch
Man
You betrayed me 
I don’t understand 
Man you so fake
I don’t fuck 
Because I’m over here deal with shit bitch
Yeah you a fake 
Man I don’t understand man 
You a phony
I don’t understand 
Ya girl horny 
Yeah she knows she want my dick
Man I don’t understand 
Bitches don’t give a fuck
I don’t give a fuck
Mind yo damn business fuck
there’s no reason to be nosy 
No time for bud
Remember you still owe me
But now I don’t give no fucks
That’s the last time I’ll waste my time on a bitch
Demons crawling through my mind
Man I lost my time 
Sneaking to my thoughts 
I don’t know what to side man
Pussy boi think he raps 
But there’s no rhymes

LILTYPE1 X VILLAGOM3Z - ARIESSAGITTARIUS74 [prod.H¥DRA] (NOW ON SPOTIFY)

Thank you guys for being so patient while my fuckass made this. You guys are the fucking best and I couldn't have done this without y'all. I luv you all <3 <3 <3

Evil Twin ft ThreeSixPremium (prod. by BennWaitingBeatt

FBN SHIT FEATURING www.soundcloud.com/threesixpremium AND www.soundcloud.com/komatosewithadollarsign run it up some and go follow the homies

666AM ft threesixpremium & komato$e

FEAT @kyothedem0n

prod. @kyothedemon2 & @lilpregnant


LYRICS

SCALE$

its a stick upppp
gon off the liquor
swallowin my soul 
all w the pain i deliver

blood is hemmoragin 
im several fentanyl chillin
finger fuckin on my mistress
other bitches gon forget it

i forgot, ima rot, bodies drop
feelin fly, fitty 5, foe bitches
on my shit this is a job

ima falme from that long distance range
think you sane? i believe you
just because i saw yo brain

she wanna swallow me the recpipe
i hail from different taste
i dont follow me im leadin myself
into demons every day
my commrodity is heavenly 
make to women pick to stay
yall dont bother me especially
im scales i make these bitches pay

KYO

why the fuck you playing pick up you ain't ball what the fuck
why the fuck you ain't shit boy you a lost cause
why the fuck you all up in my business you a fucking runt 
SCALE$'ll get to picking up that 40 make you fucking run 
think it's Call of Duty all my guns is coming pack a punch'd 
I don't listen when these bitches say they want my fucking nuts 
They ain't on the shit that i'm on they don't wanna test they luck
bitch i'm off a couple drugs just robbed the bank don't give a fuck

DEMON$$$ (feat. KYO)

I Know What You Did Last Summer

IDontLikeYouLetAloneMyself

Carousel(Prod. Esthetic Gloom)

shout out @ohgasmusic for the sweet beet
LYRICS

pull up 
then dip on a bitch
gotta head home with a 45 clip
trynna get the fuck out but I ain't that slick
wasting my life like ashe that's flicked 
say I hate my life and I wake up pissed
rip to the homies i'm pouring my fifth
only clique that I am hearing from hang from hip
put that shit to my skull and it.....

all my life I never really had a plan
motherfucker got a problem meet me like a man
i'm fucked up off the drugs I wouldn't recommend 
fuck this life I pray to Satan that it motherfucking ends

imtiredofwakingupwithregret (prod. oh gasm!)

KOLDBOI WINTER
4K
FBN//SWAMP SEKTOR//HAUNTED BOYZ
DEADLEGEND

49536 ft. DROWNGOD RIP MAN :(<3

SCALE$

Recent comments

CAT-HOL-IC

NO HOPE.

CAT-HOL-IC

kyo

Related tracks