Lyrics
______________________
I break her back and flick it
I make those stacks and kick it
I take that glock that stick it 
Down yo fckin throat for lickin
The envelope I keep this message hidden from the crack and whippet 
Snap snap I'm making the etch marks on yo back for fckin sittin down
Bride me up I'm lookin for that clown 
Lookin like I'm flippant sound - making the fun and then raking the guts,
from the misters  tell to me scuttle my ship outta lot for guns
so they can take up all my nuns, my witches from my dire higher sound
Yeah!
But I dont want you to have a piece of that 
I fuckin hate you you god damn bitch boi you're a piece of pie
I cut you up like a sliver from the whole damn sweetness side
You think you're hard but you're a pawn in this game where they treat me right 
I'm kicking my feet back I'm feeling like a terror - a fuckin monster without chains my birthplace was an error 
Born in red under night at 30:10 nursey carer 
Cattle fed, born no light without a cause the skin was fairer 
Hospital was dark my goddess lost there was a blood monsoon 
She knew it would be better when she saw that harvest moon
Premature but fuckin sure that he would take it back to you 
For handsome sure he was a mark on world that seems so black to who? you!
Uh
Giving it back to the miserable now I'm designing a culture permissible
Now an ordained mother fucker so insane he is not punsishable or bait per  phishable 
Cut fat off I'm raking blood from fish for slack 
Need to pull them in and feed the world that I hold right on my back, bitch
I break her back and flick it
I make those stacks and kick it
I take that glock that stick it 
Down yo fckin throat for lickin
The envelope I keep this message hidden from the crack and whippet 
Snap snap I'm making the etch marks on yo back for fckin sittin down
Yeah Scriptz

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yeah im 
Sorta problematic I cause issues in your household 
Running up a pack like I got issues with the count cold 
Case when I come in cause my stomach  is 
Like the Dow Jones 
Dropping headed south for a week and
Then I bounce home 
Why so sudden need the medicine to let her go 
High soap fucking out control I’m here to 
Let em known 
I can’t take the pressure no my head about to fucking blow 
I’m beckoning to death with every step and every message wrote 

I don’t wanna drop top not that kid 
Use to move it off my bike to everyone that know I’m lit 
Now I’m someone that they recognize but  something must’ve switched 
Cause I’m shunning all your shit I don’t need you to get it 
Bitch I’m backpack stack shawty catch me on the bridge 
Your shit wack wack probably why you 
Always on my dick 
I don’t dap slap hands with the fake I know you is 
Only here just for a grip fair the weather when I dip 
Distant minded I don’t buy it I been dying for some time 
I’m deriding all these rappers whole discography with lines 
It’s a ticking ticking time bomb 
Bouta fucking fly 
Off the shelf I let em die 
Whip the wits I said goodbye 
Bitch you burnt work 
Harder than a god damn machine 
Out the dirt hurt carting round my hate for where we been 
Where we living where we spin fuck the sound of Summer been 
Shut inside for 20 months so now I’m bouta fucking sin

drive [noxygen]

prod:@jontbeats

have u heard that brand new jon t joint?

TRIGGERING ANOTHER MANIC EPISODE FROM RAMPANT DRUG ABUSE [10:50 AM] w/ JON T

wow song with @holoblack @jontbeats
last song of the year

AMV DONE BY @idleglance go check it out https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jnr6yAZYWec&feature=youtu.be

----lyrics----
put me on a stretcher
all the drugs teach me a lesson
till i wake up on the street
thinkin oh fuck i need to get it and i-
ride high with a fucking four five and im
gon' die as a fuckin low life
ride high with a fucking four five and im 
gon' die as a fuckin low life

bitch im cold, slangin the dope, breakin a ho, into the fold 
ride high with fucking a four five  and i 
gon' die as a fuckin low life
bitch im cold, slangin the dope, breakin a ho, into the fold 
ride high with a fucking  four five and i 
gon' die as a fuckin low life

holoblack, in this muthafucka bitch
if you fuck around with us you'll hear this muthafucka click
down the drain, bodies slain, got to muthafuckin choose
you will die, stay alive,
you will muthafuckin lose
obey me muthafucka, 
got the nine up to your dome 
i see me in your future
cuckolding your muthafucking soul
when in rome, 
you best act the part, 
like you fuckin know
murda blitz x2 
close the casket on this stupid bitch and leave em in the mist

ride high with a fucking four five and im
gon' die as a fuckin low life
bitch im cold, slangin the dope, breakin a ho, into the fold, slangin the dope, 
breakin a ho, into the fold, givin a fuck about all of you hos








popping a pill at noon
fucking the realest two
smoking gorilla glue

and my bitch got the grip like the latter
fuck my life reverse climbing a ladder
I don't matter 
always sadder 
fuck everything that im striving after
im secluded feeling usless making my ego bigger 
drug abuser loser lowlife i make peace up with it
pop a bean and laser beam i look like frieza with it 
drivin into the sunset high wishing i could ---

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iaccidentallywrotemychristmaslistinadeathnote w HOLØBLACK (prod jon t) *AMV IN DESCRIPTION*

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Okra - https://www.instagram.com/rakaokra/

SCRIPTZ x SALIVA GREY - DEATH WITHIN REACH (PROD. OKRA)

Something new, weekend drop

Got  AK 74, and I’m cleaning up the floor

Walls go splat, got the ratatata, and now I’m wanting something war

I’m on a killing spree, 9s by the millipede 100 hundred thousand and probably more

I’m on the rancid shit I’m on the board, suited and golden my fangs are galore

Huh - diamond encrusted and shit, I’m on a blunt and a spliff, high as a kite for the kids 

I rise by octave to 5th, got nitrous octane on tips, you’ll try to mock pain and dip

Fucking pretender for disorder lid, I’m on the path  to commit 

Something greater than myself - I’m a dive into the wealth, drive 720 s for clout 

I’m like samus now what about it - feminine traits when I have shouted, now I got  the pink on fleek  and damn I’m feelin routy, can I take a point off doubted, uh


Wobble in my ironsites I’m feeling kinda drunk

Picture esque demon but they’re tellin me Im fucking wrong

Not selfaware but I dont care cuz this my fuckin song 

Rise to the top,napalm the  narcs- now I’ll marionette these dogs

AK-74 (PROD. FRETTYPOOL)

@jontbeats
amv: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=o1y8Duc-qvM

I fuck a bitch that I don't know
I keep my problems on the low
I cannot stop my mind to speak
I hit a lick i am a freak
Fuck a bitch hit a bump
Keep that shotgun in the trunk
Ponder if ill ever float
Keep my problems on the low
I got pain in my body
i might start shit with a shotty
I don't fuck with anybody
Bitch I'm fucked
I can't stand
I think I hurt myself
I think I'm goin bad
Man, what's it worth
Dead in the dirt
Find me on the crucifix
Smokin' on the earth
Goddamn I think I'm cursed
I think I'm burned
Watch my life adjourn
In your face i see concern
Sick of all these bitches acting like they want to know me
When it comes down to the fucking fact that you should fucking blow me
I don't need to hear your thoughts unless they meant to fuckin grow me
If you popped a glock then fuckin' show me

Man, what's it worth
Dead in the dirt
Find me on the crucifix
Smokin' on the earth
Man, what's it worth
Dead in the dirt
Find me on the crucifix
Smokin' on the earth
Man, what's it worth
Dead in the dirt
Find me on the crucifix
Smokin' on the earth
Man, what's it worth
Dead in the dirt
Find me on the crucifix
Smokin' on the earth

I don't mind I wanna die
Lookin' at the 45
Hollow point bullets in my soul, satisfied
No goodbye
With the clock by my side
Call me blind
Put me in formaldehyde
'Till I'm gone in the sky, ay

Everytime I fucking choke
Hanging from the fuckin rope
Lookin at the ceiling
With no reason cuz I cannot cope
Shoot me up with antidotes
Feel it movin' in my throat
Fuck a suicide, I'll just float, let it go

Find me on the crucifix
Smokin' on the earth
Man, what's it worth
Dead in the dirt
Find me on the crucifix
Smokin' on the earth
Man, what's it worth
Dead in the dirt

Man, what's it worth
Dead in the dirt
Find me on the crucifix
Smokin' on the earth
Man, what's it worth
Dead in the dirt
Find me on the crucifix
Smokin' on the earth
Man, what's it worth
Dead in the dirt
Find me on the crucifix
Smokin' on the earth
Man, what's it worth
Dead in the dirt
Find me on the crucifix
Smokin' on the earth

DEAD IN THE DIRT w/ JON T

Bandcamp desc: shitpost ytpcore album with various eras of internet humor that i still find funny and hard ass kicks and genre switches to make you feel like your neurallink is being flavorblasted with a zip bomb. i worked really hard on this album it has a lot of random video samples if u made a meme i sampled and want credit just lmk

buy the album here

NORMAL IS OVERRATED (THE "RETROSLOP" SONG)

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Crankdat & NGHTMRE - London Bridge vs Type Sh*t (NOTES Edit) Free Download

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NARC (prod. jon t)

Hold up wait a minute mothafucka who’s you 

In the back 
Of the class 
With a Mac
And a few tattoos 

Cap too
All black to the boots 
Imma young mothafucka but I know what I do 
I creep through 
With the keys 
To the booth
And I take a mothafucka to the seams of the truth 
And I leave em the clues 
And he see what I do 
But he gotta find a way to make a means of the view 

I don’t want yo info 
I’m back 
In black 
With a bag 
And a big coat 

Quick flow
When I rap 
On attack 
And I’m fast
With the bat
Make a slap 
On ya big dome 

Matter fact imma stack all da hits tho 
Made a pact with a man in a big throne  
Keepin' it evil I am what I spit hoe
Demon with a tat and a slit throat 

all these little mothafuckas think they run the scene 

I be serene fresh as fuck don’t need no listerine 

They needin' features bitch I be the feature that you need 

I’m seein' demons imma leave em in the fuckin' deep

6 feet

With the reaper on the creep

I don’t need to beat the beast 
I be the beast they wanna beat 

I’m the seeker seek the feast and free the fuckas of deceit 

Tell em see ya mothafucka when I leave em to the team 

Bitch I feel it in my bones 
They pickin up they phones 
Someone said I set the levels 
But instead I set the tone

Man yung sxmpra in the zone 
I shred em with tha flow 
Never settle bitch I get up and I 
Let em fuckas know

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