Listened to this in sixth grade twas the start of listening to new things

Lil Toe - Skeletons In My Closet

This song was Co-Produced by Kill Dyll and Pranav.Wav
Everything down to the cover art was collaborated on

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Say good night
Cuz' this 45 tucked
Aim down sight
Imma drain that blood

Imma donate brains
To your car headrest
JFK
You don't need no vest

Bitch!

Fuck you and your sympathy
I just wanna die in peace
Fuck you and your sympathy
I just wanna die in peace
Fuck you and your sympathy
I just wanna die in peace
Fuck you and your sympathy
I just wanna die in peace

Givin a motherfucker what they need
Not what they want
They need to shut the fuck up
So their teeth is what I stomp

Watch him su su studder
When I'm changing up my tone
Dyll is the beheader
If you try to take my throne

Overthrown the lames
So now I'm at where I belong
He's blessed fuckin breathing
But he's not blessed for very long

Fuck you, your façade, is showing like its bomb
I'm blowing up like the taliban
Tally up all my arms
I'm constantly underfire
I'm wired to kill em all
You fuckers are petty liars
Imma purging em til I'm gone

You got a big ass forehead
Fuck you feelins im morbid
Runnin my church no Mormon
Tie him to the car and floor it
Kill a whole man and move on
Sippin that tea that oolong
Hate little kids like Kumon
Hole in yo head don't move wrong

Holo through his head if he talk about some goofy shit
Lay him down with lead hoe in a hooligan
Who again I'm the the nigga that would go and shoot again
Find where you stay burn your crib make you move again
I don't got no hobbies I prefer a little homicide
Fiddle with my fingers on the trigger pick out who to die
Should I hang him by the neck and frame a sudden suicide
Point the trigger to myself and try to figure who am I

Obviously probably a mufuckin prodigy
Hold the gun solemnly keep yo apology
Skin him to death and then watchin his body bleed
Killing that boy for a want and not just the need
When you with me make sure you talkin properly
You are not human to me you my property
Been a whole god so nobody is stoppin' me
Pastor pranav or at least call me father p

Kick from the k got my wrist feelin sore
I got holo after holo leave that boy on the floor
Imma kool aid man through the wall or a door
Put the knife to his head till he dead kill the whore

I don't got no hobbies I prefer a little homicide
Fiddle with my fingers on the trigger pick out who to die
Should I hang him by the neck and frame a sudden suicide
Point the trigger to myself and try to figure who am I
I don't know so I am slow el ey dying
Talk bout the smoke but you always just typing
Sharpen my nails but this world has been filing
Walk what I talk and bitch and I'm always smiling

JFK - Kill Dyll x Pranav.Wav (Prod. Kill Dyll + Pranav.Wav)

prod GHOSTEMANE

Lyrics: https://genius.com/Ghostemane-mercury-retrograde-annotated

First single off the HEXADA album

Hexada

Mercury: Retrograde

MERCH

VISUAL

Heart Attack [Prod. JVCXB]

King, Scar. [Prod. GRYFON]

Lyrics;

I want everything there is to have don't say I'm wrong 
I've been through the worst and yet I'm still here standing strong
step into my mind you'll last two seconds then you're gone 
demons in my penthouse know the words to all my songs 
sing along if you feel it, hey
fill it up then sip it, hey 
i still got my vision, hey
fuck it ill go missing, yh yh 
this is the sickest game 
brand-new cold devision, hey 
twisted and efficient, hey 
screaming helps the crippling pain.
I can't be giving advice, aye
bottle your hatred inside, yh
loose yourself when you get high, ouu
i do that shit all the time, aye 
i told my lover goodbye, yh 
sometimes i hope that she dies, yh
i got no tears left to cry, yh
im really gonna blow this time like, ay.
I got my foot on the throttle, yh 
drowning my sorrows in bottles, yh 
i carry baggage like cargo, hey 
someone please help me I'm not okay
i want the plaques like im Dr dre
stunting with jewels like everyday 
your chain looks nice so they confiscate 
if i get desperate ill rob the safe
i know you wish you were me i got rich and i finally got money to eat
shit i was down for a minute or 3 
i got scars on the tops and the backs of my feet, aye 
lastly i know how to breath
took me so long to get back on my feet 
i never quit you see quitting is weak 
change up the vision with things that i speak, yhyh.

In all my searching theres this one thing that i found,
we don't go to heaven we just rot inside the ground 

6 feet x4
stay down right down x4
6 feet x4
stay down right down x4

6 FEET [Prod. MUPPY]

tale of a ghost - kamiyada

Free Download: http://bit.ly/2zJ5ZPJ

In 2016 everything changed when I fuckin Dropped Dead.
In 2017 25 city tour back to back, ain't stoppin
2018 to infinity, droppin like a bomb, I'm atomic.
Bitch it's OmenXIII I'ma keep it 01000111 bitch.

I don't really  fuck with nobody, now they all mad they can't stop me, give a fuck if you got me.
Bitch I still know they all watchin, bitch we all know they still watchin'. we can see it in the comments.
I don't really fuck with you shawty, now I know she mad she can't cop me, give a fuck, bitch I got it.
Everybody know that I got it, everybody know that I'm solid, you can see it in my wallet.

Runnin through bands on the daily, Runnin through racks bi-weekly, We be 
Gunnin through plans like we crazy, why the fuck is yo mans tryna see me, They be
Plottin on me and that's shady, last year same the dude hate me, but see
Got it on me, bands lately, everybody wanna be famous, not me.

OmenXIII, black shirt, black jeans, black nails, everything all black on me.
Floatin out the room like a mothafuckin ghost with my new jean chains and my XL Tee.
Everybody know me when they see me now adays, I'm amazed I just say, now that's how   life be.
Fuck the ones that hated, we ain't never gonna stop, we keep headed to the top, and that's on me.

Fuck the ones that say you can't make it, Everybody know they just hatin', 
Fuck these internet fake killas, Everybody know which ones fakin.
Fuck  a 9 to 5 bitch I did it, Everybody know I ain't kiddin.
Fuck all the rules I'm a MISFIT,  Everybody know I ain't listening, real shit.

Fuck the ones that say you can't make it, Everybody know they just hatin', 
Fuck these internet fake killas, Everybody know which ones fakin.
Fuck  a 9 to 5 bitch I did it, Everybody know I ain't kiddin.
Fuck all the rules I'm a MISFIT,  Everybody know I ain't listening, real shit

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lyrics:

Kill you where you standing, I don't think you understand it I cant stand you not gonna take that sitting down okay I'll slam ’em
Body drop like drowning pool he 17 boy stay in school
Aint' gonna make me lose my cool that fan gonna blow right out the blue

I see you, when I see you like a movie trailer preview
But he ain't coming back so don't be waiting for that sequel
Your bones is getting broken like that ex that made you single I reverse your hype entirely and see you in my rear view
I dont care bout if this feed you watch me blade the key like Riku
I'm soaring past you goofies while you Donald Duck for cover call your people get your brother
I'm aiming at yo mother if he think he slick as butter cant believe it grabbed your cousin while they dreaming under covers
Annihilate your lover
I shoot a jumper out the courthouse still gonna beat the buzzer
They never should of let me out
The cage I been in lying down
Exposing all you liars now
For what you really are deep down
Could've been this way before but chose to be this way right now
Could've been on top before but too lazy to go and take trash out
Yea 1k
Keep that shit 1k
Ball hard like 2k
Get yo face
Out my space, erase
Everything you make
Real quick, uh
Black hole yo shit
Attract yo bitch she pull close get sucked in
Damn that twit pic
She follow dick
Slip in slide her DM slip inside her she get wet
Fukkit so tech
Give me lines like he sell tech
Or shoot back like tech-9 divide by 3 right at ya neck
There's words left unsaid
Need a censor like its triple x
I triple up yo debt
Now he doubting if he better dead
I put his ass to bed
Like lil' baby while he wah wah
Cause clearly you upset
Like you verified I send a check that's pointed at yo chest
Whatchu' want wit me
Nigga whatchu' want wit me
This a Kodak moment cause we in here smoking broccoli


Flash bang
White screen
No field of vision
Cant see what you cant hear in the distance
Concussed, your head bust
I scope you like its 1v1 on rust I keep that thang tucked its Fukkit cannot let you up
Flash bang
White screen
No field of vision
Cant see what you cant hear in the distance
Concussed, your head bust
I scope you like its 1v1 on rust I keep that thang tucked its Fukkit cannot let you up

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lyrics: https://genius.com/albums/Ghostemane/N-o-i-s-e

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