kicking peoples teeth in during the mosh to this one

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ZER0XTHRASH - KILLER BY HEART CANNIBAL BY CHOICE [prod.soullburn]

prod. nekogod

[lyrics]
tossing turning, getting visions/
its like im locked in prison/
i hear the whispers from the corner i dont wanna listen/
i see the fangs i know the mission, boutta fucking bite/
i need a fix to fix the pain behind my fucking eyes/
just another sleepless night/
grip onto my pillow tight/
drugs won’t get you far inside this life, should take my own advice/
unless you pushing weight just like a fat kid on a broken bike/
praying every day but not a single angel cross my sight/
fluorescent lights, padded rooms/
keep me locked away until my cell becomes entombed, I’m so indifferent/
one day I wanna live the next I wanna fucking end it/
traveled down this road before so I know how it finish/
everything is greener but it only lasts a minute/
the devil sick and twisted/

he playing games with me, waiting to snatch me up from the dark/
I’m just lane switching, on the highway put the car in park/
dogging feds, aiming for some heads, death is where I start/
ain’t no in between cause all the good inside me broke apart/

I see the fake inside their heart, I need to vacate the situation/
years ago I was depressed, this the continuation/
my later life has been a mess, don’t think I’m worth saving/
 might find some hope inside the blunt that shit I’m fucking craving/

my light is manufactured/
any happiness I show is what I’m able to capture/
I get the scraps of what is good they get the whole platter/
they suck me in to be their friend, I’ve never run faster/

this evil bastard, he likes to call him self satan/
keeps prescribing me medication I never waste it/
I see a cup of liquor something telling me to taste it/
ive never been sicker, on the floor fucking wasted/

better face it/
& patience will aid it/
go and get some help you’ve spent too many hours  pacing/
contemplating life, you fucking hate it? well you made it/
can’t blame no one besides myself, cut off who I’m aquatinted with/

I keep a grip close, switch on the g-lock case they wanna turn ghost/
posted by my lonely so you finna get the worst/
na you ain’t the first I spin the block and they disperse/ 
fuck vr, get immersed/

this real life, check again you sure I’m nice?/
sprite is turning different colors Easter pink is feeling right/
wrote a song I can’t recite cause I’m to high I’m taking flight/
can’t compete, I’m 30,000 ft, you just a little kite/

waiting for my break before I die, but I’ve been thinking maybe that shit won’t happen while I’m alive/
but I’m sitting tight, only patience ones can survive/
if gods real tell him to come down at 5/
so I can kick him out and then be high by 9/
these roads are mine I came before, nobody safe go call the lord/

STREAM

TRAVELED ROADS (PROD. NEKOGOD)

prod. rajaste
lil freestyle go share! i appreciate you all

[LYRICS]
yall never seen nothing like it
white boy talking his shit on a mic
you wanna fight?
lemme go take of my ice, before i swing and then knock out his lights
went and got money i tried it
now ive been hopping on all of these flights
bitch its on sight
catch me outside at night, he finna die alright
now pray for ya bro
no need to go the the store cause im always on go
got shit in my coat
i keep some bullets to throw, he took 1 to the throat, cause hes moving too slow
went down the wrong road
ricky might make it home if he can learn how to shoot like a pro in the paint
buss out the K
spraying in circles until the whole populous lay

been on my grind like im tony hawk
you aint got a strap thats just a phony walk
catch you home alone like macaulay culk
hit the lick clean then we scatter off
if the bitch bad then we skip the talk
then kick her out cause she aint giving top
every track you drop a flop
too bad you cant hang its nice at the top

like why they all suck?
who in the fuck gave a mic to this man?
slide to his show just too shoot up the stands
nobody died cause nobodys a fan
how you online with a tool in ur hand?
go and find out where you stay and have you dead before i land
and we boutta bloody the sand, dont step outside unless you gon bring a tan

yeah this strap is real its not cake
in the end its you thats getting baked
icing on my wrist look like a lake
getting paid, deposit to the bank
bitch you is the ops you fucking fake
by ur face i tell you talk to jakes
when i catch em i wont hit the breaks
wont arrest me i cant catch a case

EVERYTHING BURNS [PROD. RAJASTE] (lyrics in desc.)

Diminish (Prod. DRUGSLUTT)

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i cant get up outta bed i got spiders in my head
i got blood allin my mouth and im facing fucking dead
you get slumped out wait just hold off wait

you get slumped out wait just hold off wait

aye hypnotize yo fuckin homie leave tha lil boy truamatized

tha lil fucker had to see his own mama cry

tha 223 hit tha bitch right between her eyes

and then i saw her ghost float to the sky

got 223 up on my belt 223 is what he felt

her parents son is what she delt

the rotting blood is what she smeld

shes on her knees crying for help

shes on her knees praying for help

big blast shotgun woond god cant save you now

yeah im yo sons fucking killer
i ate his ass for dinner
shoot glocks inda pit yeah yk im fucking witcha 

got his fucking picture yeah i put him inda blender got smack hit em in the mf


i cant get up outta bed i got spiders in my head
i got blood allin my mouth and im facing fucking dead
you get slumped out wait just hold off wait

you get slumped out wait just hold off wait

aye hypnotize yo fuckin homie leave tha lil boy truamatized

tha lil fucker had to see his own mama cry

tha 223 hit tha bitch right between her eyes

and then i saw her ghost float to the sky

got 223 up on my belt 223 is what he felt

her parents son is what she delt

the rotting blood is what she smeld

shes on her knees crying for help

shes on her knees praying for help

big blast shotgun woond god cant save you now

ZER0XTHRASH - SPIDERS IN MY HEAD (PROD. HARZIA! x DOOK x SOULBURN)

how tragic, ducks down when the clout happens
shout latin, deny god, but never doubt magic
bout dragons, cut down when the mouth yappin
loud clappin, its my shots, if you out lackin
when they rap it sound satirical, so could you start up writin g?
cussin out my psyche, please, i know it's such a sight to see
its truly just a miracle, that i can even strike the beat
dustin off the mic to see, if i still got that fight in me
sip slow, out the wine glass
sit low, and tip toe, until the time pass
ride fast, at least the mothafuckin rhymes last
where my fuckin piece of mind at?
steady stirrin the pot, this ain't gonna end well
a soldier lost in our arms, give him a ten bell
his story lives on, but only if his men tell
your book of words, and how you always worked the pen well
the sky is fallin, caught jason, he in the pit pantin
bitch ass rapper, biggest opp is prolly chris hansen
that shit depressin, wont find me up in this bitch dancin
this shit a dream, i pull my punches, but aint shit landin
i lost my faith in humanity, thats the truth of it 
yall fuckas build careers, just to lose it over stupid shit
went on live and threw a fit, thanks and now you booted bitch
and for the next talent that's comin, ur gettin muted quick
what a shame, right?
any artist could be great, but they the same, like
they never changin, always stickin to the game tight
then they get exposed, and run away, upon the same night
pussy boy, better stop and listen
even as a child, never had a pot to piss in
we was throwin shots, til the fuckin choppa glisten
pockets ridden, we wasn't gonna stop, til the top was spinnin
keep a rocket hidden

god's seat

LYRICS:

I JUST WALKED INSIDE THE PARTY FEEL LIKE YARRI GOT MY GUN ON ME
HALF OF Y'ALL GON' DIE THE OTHER HALF OF Y'ALL STILL FUCK WITH ME
TELL ME SOMETHING I DON'T KNOW ALREADY
BITCH QUIT DUCKING ME
I WAS BTD SO I DON'T GIVE A FUCK 'BOUT NOTHING

BITCH FUCK HOW YOU FEEL
STEPPIN' IN THIS BITCH ALONE LIKE WHAT'S THE DEAL
BITCH FUCK HOW YOU FEEL
I JUST CAME BECAUSE I'M LOOKING FOR A BILL

I'M PUTTIN' HOLES INSIDE Y'ALL CRV THEN WHIPPIN' THAT BITCH BACK INSIDE THE SHOP AND GET IT FIXED FOR ME
NEXT TIME Y'ALL PUT Y'ALL FUCKING EYES ON ME
THEM WINDOWS TINTED BULLETPROOF THE BODY FAGGOT FUCK WITH ME
I DON'T KNOW NOBODY NAME
BITCH PICK A LANE
AND KEEP Y'ALL FUCKING FOOT OFF MINE NOBODY GOTTA DIE TODAY
TWO HUNDRED FIFTY FOR A CONVERSATION
Y'ALL DUMB AS FUCK Y'ALL KNOW Y'ALL CAN'T REPLACE ME
I BURNT THAT BITCH UP IT'S A CELEBRATION
MAKE SURE HIS MAMA CAN'T GO SEE HIS FACE
PUT YOU TO SLEEP IT'S NO MORE NOTHING BITCH

BITCH FUCK HOW YOU FEEL
STEPPIN' IN THIS BITCH ALONE LIKE WHAT'S THE DEAL
BITCH FUCK HOW YOU FEEL
I JUST CAME BECAUSE I'M LOOKING FOR A BILL
X2

(I DON'T HAVE CXRPSE'S LYRICS FIGURE IT OUT)

NICOTINE W/ CXRPSE [PROD. FONY WALLACE & OLLIEYEAHH]

STUPID F*#% THOUGHT HE COULD TRY SVICIDE!

BELIGHOST!

NUKE 'EM ALL [W/ GHOSTXLEE]

VAGABOND

THIS ISN'T FAIR
I DID EVERYTHING I'M SUPPOSED TO DO I SWEAR
I FELL TOO FAR I GUESS
CAUSE THE HOLE I'M CRAWLING OUT OF NEVER ENDS

I'M DYING IN MY DREAMS
AND ISN'T IT SAD THE WAY THINGS SEEM
NOBODY EVER GETS
TO FIND OUT WHAT THIS MEANS

DON'T TRY TOO HARD
IT'S NEVER ENOUGH FOR HIM
YOU STILL WAKE UP WITH THE SAME BAD THOUGHTS AND IT ALWAYS ENDS THIS WAY

I DON'T EVER WANNA SEE MY
HEAD
I DON'T WANNA MAKE 'EM BURY A
FRIEND
I MEAN IT'S FUNNY ALL THE TIME THAT I
SPENT
JUST STANDING THERE
ONE FOOT ON THE CHAIR

IF I'M NOT THE FARTHEST FROM PERFECT YOU EVER KNEW ABOUT
THEN IT'S SOMETHING DIFFERENT ABOUT YOU I NEED TO FIGURE OUT

I CALM DOWN
WHEN EVERY LIE THAT I TELL
TO MYSELF
ISN'T ENOUGH ANYMORE

IF I'M EVER REALLY GONE
PLAYING EVERY SINGLE SONG
MIGHT BE THE ONLY WAY TO TALK TO ME NOW

Diminish (Prod. DRUGSLUTT)

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