AK3K  - CutUpHisFace (prod. unknwnshi)

FUCK YOU  UNDEAD RONIN
ALL SOCIAL MEDIA :  _AK3K_

NEW MUSIC EVERY WEEK

LYRICS:
Bitch i'm bout to pop up out this coffin 
With 100 sticks 
Each of them is silenced 
And the clip it holds 100 tips 
Saw em at the knees 
If they really think that they running shit 
I hate everybody you muhfuckas can suck a dick 
Face tatted up with a scythe 
Wanna fight? 
Wanna die? 
Got my glock 
And i'm not aiming down the sights 
Imma squeeze 
And you bleed 
Leave him leaking in the streets 
Imma imma imma imma imma muder everything 
Death to a fake bitch 
There's no conversation 
Grip em by the throat 
Then put the blade up in they face quick 
Hey kid 
You should really know i fucking hate this 
Acting like you love me 
Then that pussy fucking lane switched 
All you rappers pussy 
And i put that on my mama 
Imma send you to the bottom of the bottom 
If it ain't about the commas 
Ion want the fucking drama 
You aint poppin how im poppin 
Tell me get him then i got him 
Yeah yeah 
Got me fucked up bitch 
Yeah i run this shit 
Hollowtips packed up 
In my gun lil bitch 
Where you come from bitch 
You aint shot no shit 
I aint got no fucking vest up on the block lil bitch 

I've been feeling crazy 
Cause my mind won't let me sleep 
I just pray for fucking peace 
When i be rhyming on the beat 
I'm about to fucking snap 
And say fuck it leave him deceased 
And if you understand me 
Pussy then nod and tell me capeesh 

Cause all these lil bitches 
Wanna talk talk talk talk 
You should turn around 
And fucking walk walk walk walk 
Dance around the problem 
Yeah they waltz waltz waltz waltz 
Cockin back the glock 
And it go pop pop pop pop 
Stop drop roll 
Don't fucking tempt me 
Cause i'll take your soul 
I'm feeling manic and i'll lose control 
Smoke your ass just like i smoke this bowl 
So fucking let go 
Ride around the town 
Choppa chop you like karate kid 
Skirt off in the whip 
I'm feeling like im ricky bobby bitch 
Talking like he tough 
But he's a call of duty lobby kid 
Rob you for your money in your wallet 
If you got it kid 
Tryin me i'm not the one 
I'll leave you in the fucking dirt 
Bitch i'm riding shotty 
Let the devil whip the fucking hearse 
Blade up in your stomach 
Wipe the blood off on your fucking shirt 
Voices in my head 
Are telling me this life a fucking curse 
Everybody talking but never walking the walk 
Now you're lifeless in the road 
And your body outlined with chalk 
You will never catch me lacking 
I'm working around the clock 
I'm focused all on my money 
So now i dont wanna talk 

I've been feeling crazy 
Cause my mind won't let me sleep 
I just pray for fucking peace 
When i be rhyming on the beat 
I'm about to fucking snap 
And say fuck it leave him deceased 
And if you understand me 
Pussy then nod and tell me capeesh

AK3K - BOTTOM OF THE BOTTOM (PROD. FALLEN)

TWENTYTHREE - DELIRIUM (prod. @istasha)

LYRICS:

Fall for it first, no lag, no face 
Left for the proceeds, trapped my brain
Stall for the worst, shoot back, okay
Deadweight, no need, I attract my fate
Fall for it first, no lag, no face 
Left for the proceeds, trapped my brain
Stall for the worst, shoot back, okay
Deadweight, no need, I attract my fate

Sever straight aim to the head no fall back,
 need one, follow my light till the lease up 
Feign for the rest and I leave none, 
I got these problems surrounding me, 
no time to sleep on 

Slide all my dreams in the drain
Too make to take without shit I could gain
Shallow, what’s left in my veins
They wanna talk, they could shoot for a name

Paid for escape, all in
Hoppin’ out a grave with a brand new skin 
Swap out the way, never letting them in
Won’t stay for the games, no chance, no win I,
Follow the severance, falling forever,
I’ll stay at the bottom, I came from the sediment 
Hollow no evidence, talk is irrelevant 
Never ascending I stay for the hell of it

Fall for it first, no lag, no face 
Left for the proceeds, trapped my brain
Stall for the worst, shoot back, okay
Deadweight, no need, I attract my fate
Fall for it first, no lag, no face 
Left for the proceeds, trapped my brain
Stall for the worst, shoot back, okay
Deadweight, no need, I attract my fate

DELIRIUM (PROD. ISTASHA)

Grey can't find day where he dont wanna fucking die
I been searching I been hurting cut up all my fucking ties
See the opposition I ain't flinching I ain't gon advise
That you fuck with Grey or Odi
Yeah the 44 got a motherfuckin bite
Gon gun em down that's a throwback on you fuck boys
Yeah we been fucking bout it steady doubted had enough boy
Gon gut em like they fish and ditch em in a fuckin rut boy
Unless you wit the gang bitch you'll never hit this blunt boy
We running the game like a fuckin arcade
And we jug all the coins out that hoe aye
Fuck a narcotic gon play wit that dog
And I never gon have no withdrawals
We fucking insane never fucking wit fake
I just rather be stuck in my home
Fuck a deposit I spend and I count it
Gon burn a band I don't need more bitch

Gang up in dis party pop a molly im finna get crunk
Wit saliva and we ridin couple ounces in da trunk
Heard dem opps been wanting peace let em know I ain't no monk
Had dat bitch all on her knees I don't know about no son
Like my bitch up in some leggings you can get snatched up
Wide body in da lot make it hard to back up
Like a pitcher imma throw da heat when he walk up (ZOOM!)
Throw dat head up in da whip and I give her a heads up
When they comin WHOO WHOO
Then we runnin WHOO WHOO
They be gunnin I'm duckin my head in da function
Pockets lumpin so I ain't slumpin (NAH)
Get to dumpin keep it no russian (FAH)

SALIVA GREY X ODIATO - SNATCHED UP (PROD. NXMERCY X 99ZED)

BODAH REVY - AND YOU EXPECT ME TO FUNCTION? 
(produced by Blunt Christ)

LYRICS:

Bitch I got my woes on my side
Biddie, bye on that fuck shit
My hoe already died you and I never function 
My fet breakin heads taking names on that dumb shit
I step to your neck throwing shade when I bust bitch
I bang on your block fifty dollars and a screw loose
Who knew? Make em pick a side baby you choose
Im drugged out playing with the dead like its voodoo
My pack will tell a story show exactly what we use to

Okay! throw my shade
Biddie wanna fuck and talk about stain
I don't give a fuck when I'm out my mind 
But it don't mean shit when the bitch on fade, aahhh
Cut it off top with the razor
Lick it all off with the tongue
Stickin it back I heard you all cap
My body on crack I pack it up numb

Bitch I came up out my city banging fetty like its nothing
My pack raw, got fatal keys 
I piss em off when I bang my shit
My crystal make petty work 
You pissed off cause I made it work
I fucked up and then brought it back
With a .45 and 2 hunnit worth
Big fade I can't feel my body when I bang grey
Turning y'all to fodder when I throw shade
Pistol came with that blocka
Droppin anybody who got it 
Pussy stay up outta my pockets - revy

AND YOU EXPECT ME TO FUNCTION?

AND YOU EXPECT ME TO FUNCTION? (prod. Blunt Christ)

Collab with @cardeairelatrelle

prod. @michaellinkbeats & @nimbus2k

Mixed by Lord Gasp

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LYRICS

sorry
Can i get a hearse for my pale corpse
got a big girth with some lame traumas
i just got a urge to release torment
needing a way to relieve what has laid dormant
Can i get a hearse for my pale corpse
fucked since birth’s why i bleed pharma 
all black gat with some black garments
there ain’t no way to relieve, i’m the same varmint

no serotonin i need me a new dose
loosin the shimmer in me and my grip colder 
still bringin heat like im rocking a new coat
ima eat shitty rappers till im in a food coma

They all wanna be like me
Till you dealing with the shit i see
Lemme put you on a plain white tee
Paint a picture with the pain i bleed


bern these mothafucka like sanders (bernie)
bury all these bodies in sand
Bury all these 
i just got a bag like santa 
i just bag like

i just feel like throwing another tantrum
i just feel like ripping your head off
i just feel like 
i just spent a band out random
point me where the 45 at , uh bitch im bout to act

Bout to pull a Jim carey when I act up 
Stolen black truck, catching bodies like a bad cop
Make a opp walk sideways like a crab does
Better catch up bitch I only came for the money fill the bags up

They all wanna be like me
Till you dealing with the shit i see
Lemme put you on a plain white t
Paint a picture with the pain i bleed

Can i get a hearse for my pale corpse
got a big girth with some lame traumas
i just got a urge to release torment
needing a way to relieve what has laid dormant
Can i get a hearse for my pale corpse
fucked since birth’s why i bleed pharma 
all black gat with some black garments
there ain’t no way to relieve

[Sect unit verse]
running away from the pain and the anguish
get the fuck back, I don’t think I can trust you
Because I don’t know what your aim is
Fake motherfuckers be acting like friends
But i can see they on some lame shit
ima go hop in the whip and just take off
Speeding off while I lane switch, you is a bitch
I keep my hand on the swivel cuz all you niggas superficial
You was the monkey in the middle
You flexing all that fucking money while i’m getting triple
Why you only make a little 
If you try running up on me i’m not being civil
I know that you brittle
Break you down to the ground, I don’t gotta stick around
I walk away while I whistle

[Lord Gasp]

Can i get a hearse for my pale corpse
got a big girth with some lame traumas
i just got a urge to release torment
needing a way to relieve what has laid dormant
Can i get a hearse for my pale corpse
fucked since birth’s why i bleed pharma 
all black gat with some black garments
there ain’t no way to relieve, i’m the same varmint

Hearse (with Sect Unit)

Cardeairè Jack x Saliva Grey - Web (prod. Aragoth)

Stop Drop & Run - Cardeairè Jack X Blckbrd

страшный сон (prod. by 2027music)

A lot’s been happening lately.
Some wins, some hits… and now even my computer’s out of commission.

People ask, “What’s the game plan?”

Same as always — I drop, sit back, recharge, and come back sharper.

This is Mindstorming. this time NO DSP's

Stop Drop & Run - Cardeairè Jack X Blckbrd

Cardeairè Jack

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