OD CRASHIN

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Down The Hill

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Lil Toe - Skeletons In My Closet

BLACK CHERRY FT. TRAP DYLAN (Prod. CRCL)

Lil Tecca - 500lbs

HELL CAN'T SAVE YOU

STRAIGHT JACKET

ON SIGHT

teen romance

CHROMAKOPIA

Darling, I (feat. Teezo Touchdown)

Dare U

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TRUST

Problem Child

Let our motions surf (bonus track)

star shopping (prod. kryptik)

@lilskil
LYRICS //

*lil skil*

Girl u know u make my cold heart warm wit a touch 

One kiss then we fuckin

 I just can't get enough 

Put it on me that's the best part baby the trust 

Trust me 

I got nuthin for u other than love 

I remember eatin pussy on the back of the bus

I remember gettin nookie till the sun came up 

All the places that u took me no one came wit us 

Same hoes overlook me now they on my ;]

ulykea

nuts [ft. lil skil] (prod. willie g)

viedo: //www.youtube.com/watch?v=GHOqdCA3ay4

MEGAMAN (PROD.@Russ808_) [VIDEO IN DESCRIPTION]

castles w/ lil tracy (prod. nedarb)

https://G59Records.com

[VERSE I: PAPA PINE]

bitch i feel like tungsten
lungs itch from crumbling piff
a dozen blunts lit stuck on my lips
i summon something bloodless from the fucking pits of hell
yeah, i got fungus growing in my stomach because i'm chugging wishes from the wishing well
watch me swell from ingesting infectious hopes and dreams
you will never perfect them
smoking weed while i'm texting affections to your hoe named alexis
adding her to my collection
told her pull up to the 7th
i got one zip of that dumb shit but no protection
now the blunt's lit
she's a punk bitch
to my recollection, pussy like a dungeon
got me mumbling
now i'm flexing at the function
G*59 we run shit

[VERSE II: GERM]

ran up on 'em with the terror squad
i swear to god
up north, i'm off the snow with a bad lil' hoe
my woes with me on that rambo flow
kick down the door
we don't knock
we send shots
touchdown
i got the pack
roll that sit back
no lack
trusty burner relax on my lap
i got yo bitch on my dick
audemaur wrist so slick
dripping all wet on my shit
i wish a nigga would come claim his bitch
i got flame for that shit
respect ain't shit
yall niggas ain't shit
this shit is sickening
never stopping, DN$ the limitless
running, ruling i need infinite
aw shit
roll my dope
bang hoes with my bros
roll that motherfucking ghetty green, a nigga tryna smoke.

[VERSE III: $LICK $LOTH]

seven grams in the raw cone
fuck boy, it's my dick you can jump off
oh lord, i just popped me a xan bar
hold court when i ride with the pistol grip
talk shit to a fat bitch, make her feel average
bet sensei one stack if he smashed
woke up in the AM i heard that he passed it
migo and meth and lil germ hit her backwards
northside shawty got the 40 and the gaudy
purgatory is where i reside
east side of highway fifty nine
west side that m i crooked letter crooked letter i p p i
we don't see time
we don't decline, but we stay high
shadows under them street lights
keep hoes out of my sight
germ said he got that potent
ruby told meth to roll it
know we keep the best of green, so you know i'm smoking

DIRTIERNASTIERSUICIDE

$UICIDEBOY$ x GERM - OBEY THE WALRUS

Hypnogaja, ShyBoy - Lullaby

[VERSE I: NORMAN ATOMIC]

barrel full of gasoline and still they try matching me
plague with the wicked ways
it's back to the rapturing
actually capturing souls in a black canteen
open the cap and become blackened
back to the back of the lac
flicking cigarette ash
got a chain made of crack
i smoke diamonds and laugh at yall strapped with the gat
like i'm actually scared to die
pull the fucking trigger
back to the back
eyes rolling back
spent all my racks
spent it on crack
spent it on smack
look where i'm at
ain't going back
ain't going back

[VERSE II: ANTHONY MARS]

got a heart so cold
remember selling dope
remember selling coke
DEA pulled me over
plain cars, plain clothes
i didn't bend an inch, strictly sticking to the code
few years ago, was masked up
robbing stores
i set em up on craigslist, then
robbed em em at the door
i'm at the bottom trying to eat
i got no hope
fuck
big ben's death had my head fucked up
i'm popping roxys with the benzos
chest fucked up
i guess my lucks up

KILL YOURSELF Part XIX: The Deep End Saga

INTROVERSION 2.0

https://G59Records.com

PART I: NO SALIVATION FOR THE PROMISE OF SALVATION

[VERSE I: PAPA PINE]

reach into my pocket and i grab a couple crumpled hunnids
weed look like some crumbled hunnids
blunted out the fuzz is hunting
paranoia turn my stomach
H1 Hummer
rough and rugged
desert camo trunk to the front end
shirt unbuttoned
seat adjusted
100 mph bitch i seem accustomed to life in the fast lane
nothing in the motherfucking gas tank
dumping ashes and laughing
fucking ducking what comes from the government
peeling out into the sunset
eyes so low look like a sunset

[HOOK:
GREYFIVENINE BITCH I SIGNED MY LIFE AWAY]

[VERSE II: YUNG CHRIST]

back on my bullshit
know how to pimp it
put my foot on the fucking brakes
signed up for a life
became yung christ
all i got was a death wish, illness, and a piece of $UICIDE
fuck this ego
fuck this pride
easily execution on my side
homicide homicide
what we used to all the time
we in the benz off the benzos
our depression clinical

PART II: TRY HOWLING AT THE MOON WHILE BEING STRANGLED

[VERSE I: LIL 2/3RDS]

meet me by the moon
half past dusk
back from the dust
cut throat he love them drugs and guns
chilling in the cut
got about 20K and a gun
got a pile of adderall
cigarette butts
everyday adds up
do i look like a give a fuck?
every day of every month
bloody nights turn bloodier
death could be right in front of you
still wouldn't recognize her
got a death list that some still got to catch this
best put the tec quick
die bitch!

[VERSE II: 7th WARD DRAGON]

you ever had to dig your own grave?
live your life with no name
backwood full of romaine
okay
'96 benz with the cocaine paint hoe
high until my death i got the propane tank low
gas seeping all over the house until my say so
light the fucking match now the tank blow
so glad i stayed home
someone call the cops from the payphone
flames all around me
man i hoping they fucking drown me
crown made of ashes only way they fucking found me
forget about me
only way you might not feel so lousy
forget about me
on my own head i would have priced a bounty

PART III: MISSED MY CUE FOR CURTAIN CALL

[VERSE I: RUBY DA CHERRY]

and for my last trick i don't think i'm cut off for this rap shit
$UICIDE i fucking scream it from the rooftop
the only thing i ever did worth mentioning ever since slick burned me a CD of lil wayne
that shit prolly still in my boom box
but now a days i can walk into an establishment and select myself on the fucking jukebox
if i wanted to cop a black countach
drive that shit like 2 blocks and then smash in the back of a new cop car
now i think i'm wanted too

[VERSE II: SLICK SLOTH]

i'm on that lean
yeah that drank
i'm on them bars
don't want to think
i'm on that loud
amphetamines got no time for sleep
lost in my thoughts
i don't know who a friend and who a enemy
nerves real disturbed
down from head to toe
ever feel like sometimes you got to let it go?
plenty days i thought this shit was over
creator of the movement
creator of the music
still feel like i'm losing

I Want to Die In New Orleans

I NO LONGER FEAR THE RAZOR GUARDING MY HEEL (IV)

ELEMENT (FT. DIRTY) (PROD. WENDIGO)

ᴛʜɪꜱ ᴛʀᴀᴄᴋ ɪꜱ ꜱᴛʀᴀɪɢʜᴛ ꜰɪʀᴇ

GHOSTEMANE - Mercury

LYRICS: 

EDDISON:
sending fuckin shots at your family cause i can’t fucking find you, 
where the fuck you runnin runnin runnin runnin, 
put the pussy on a mop stick and drag it, 
my bitch look like a bone 
but my gang gang gang make that bitch look like a dragon,
stop actin like you niggas on some sad shit, that’s fag shit, 
pop off in this bitch and make it silent, they hidin from us, 
don’t listen to em they been lyin to us, 
bitch it’s lil double d they dyin to dive into us

FLVCO:
Like Shark 
Water Park 
Wit Father Get Dark 
slaughter 
heart wit potter
No party 
Bitch face falls gone gnarly 
And I️ pull up wit my niggas wtf where’s darkie 

DARKIE:
3 guns 
i walked in with like 3 guns
not 4 guns
might be fun
to flip these wrapped up tree tons
a sewer peasant whore son

i fuck your bitch from boredom
i nut and tell her you’re done
booty black and blue like cordon
you be stacking nonimportance 
watch where you stepping it’s slippery
smoking that hickory 
packing artillery 
special delivery
your bitch’s sliver it smell like a fishery
she was a bitch to me
talking so bitterly
fuck all these niggas cuz they be on trickery 
spreading that misery 
cooking you busily
like a rotisserie 
I’m passing rappers leave them in periphery

history

i pity the fool like mr T
and yo dirty crib need mr clean
would yo smelly ass drink listerine
and yo reggie weed aint doing shit to me
i aint even cough antihistamine
he a whole fiend cuz he miss the lean
fucking old bitches like sister jean
you a hoe

spider gang nigga
spider gang nigga
spider gang nigga shit

wider fangs
where the lighter bangs
making brighter thangs
wit a bic

BRUEGHELIAN PANDEMONIUM (PROD. LiL CUBENSiS)

[VERSE I: Lil Cig]

Northside shorty pull up in a drop top
3 AM with the night back drop
popping on pills like I pop cough drops
multi-millionaire all from my laptop
slob on my knob until your jaw lock
came a long way from rocks in my sock
moon walk on the block
while I'm sipping on Wok
took a whole year off and we still on top
still the same boy that came from Jeffer Street
still the best friend that the devil keep
always burning up
triple six degrees
lock Scarecrow in hell and throw away the key

[HOOK: Lil Cig & 40 Blunts]

As the years go by
another day closer to death
time is ticking
hurry x 3

[VERSE II: 40 Blunts]

As the years go by
all the things that you were gonna do
you never did 'em
now you're wondering how come they never listen whenever you're talking
look who the fuck just walked in
time to clear the air
fuck that
I'll be coughing until my coffin
and in my coffin I won't toss and turn
instead I'll rest
I've earned some sleep 
let me dream up sheep
release me into the deep
cover up my head with the sheet
As the years go by
the same fuck girls will be fucking the same fuck boys
as the years go by
the same heroes you once had have been reduced to a toy
as the years go by
the drugs used to be fun
now, they've become a problem
as the years go by
before your life even begun
now, it's coming undone

PUTRID PRIDE

Problem Child

Scar Berry