if u know u know and if u don't be greatful


kekma (prod. warbage) - auxxi x kamatayan

WHERE AM I - w/ KAMATAYAN (PROD. ZEMAR)

DONT LOOK 4 ME w/ MOONLUVSLUNA (PROD. ZEMAR)

Lyrics :

(hook)

SNEAK INSIDE YOUR HOME 
AND THEN I HIT YOU WITH THE STICK
THAT SHIT GO BOOM INSIDE YOUR BRAIN
I TAKE OFF THEN I RUN AWAY

I GO INSANE LIKE I AM POST
YOUR CLUTTERED BRAIN YOUR SKULL IS DULL
ILL STEAL YOUR SHIT LIKE SWIPER NO
ILL STEAL YOUR LIFE AND THEN ILL GO
(IM BOLD, ILL)

SNEAK INSIDE YOUR HOME 
AND THEN I HIT YOU WITH THE STICK
THAT SHIT GO BOOM INSIDE YOUR BRAIN
I TAKE OFF THEN I RUN AWAY

I GO INSANE LIKE I AM POST
YOUR CLUTTERED BRAIN YOUR SKULL IS DULL
ILL STEAL YOUR SHIT LIKE SWIPER NO
ILL STEAL YOUR LIFE AND THEN ILL GO
(IM BOLD, ILL)

(verse)

WHATS THAT NAME 
SEV VERY RARE 
76 RAN AWAY,
FUCK ALL THE JEWELS 
THERE BLOOD ON MY CHAIN,
EVERY ONE OF THEM REPS 
ALL THE PEOPLE I HAVE SLAIN,

TAKE THE BLOODY KNIFES
YEAH I AM ENDING ALL THEM LIVES
FREEZING BATH IS FULL OF BLOOD 
GOLD SPORK I ARISE
ALL ALONE IN THIS WORLD
DEEP IN THEM LIES TIME TO MOVE ON
LIKE KASHS BLIND EYES 

IN-SIDA MY MIND IM INSANE,
HIT YOU WITH THE LEFT RIGHT 
BITCH IM FED UP,
KILL EM ALL BITCH I AM WOLF GANG,
LIKE A CHECK BITCH
MY KNIFE DOWN UP,

PEOPLE I KILL THEY LIKE OFF WHITE,
THINK THEY SQUARE THEN THEY X’D OUT,
I LOVE TO WATCH YOU SCREAM AND SHOUT
YOUR VOICE BUMPS LIKE ROLLING LOUD

(hook)

SNEAK INSIDE YOUR HOME 
AND THEN I HIT YOU WITH THE STICK
THAT SHIT GO BOOM INSIDE YOUR BRAIN
I TAKE OFF THEN I RUN AWAY

I GO INSANE LIKE I AM POST
YOUR CLUTTERED BRAIN YOUR SKULL IS DULL
ILL STEAL YOUR SHIT LIKE SWIPER NO
ILL STEAL YOUR LIFE AND THEN ILL GO
(IM BOLD, ILL)

SNEAK INSIDE YOUR HOME 
AND THEN I HIT YOU WITH THE STICK
THAT SHIT GO BOOM INSIDE YOUR BRAIN
I TAKE OFF THEN I RUN AWAY

I GO INSANE LIKE I AM POST
YOUR CLUTTERED BRAIN YOUR SKULL IS DULL
ILL STEAL YOUR SHIT LIKE SWIPER NO
ILL STEAL YOUR LIFE AND THEN ILL GO
(IM BOLD, ILL—)


[ART, LYRICS AND VOCALS  BY SEVVERYRARE]

PERRY

PERRY [PROD. DAGGERX]

LYRICS :

(HOOK)

STEADY TALKIN LOUD IMMA HIT U WIT A TOMMY

BULLETS PENETRATING MOON CRATERS ALL OVER HIS BODY

SCREAMIN BLOODY MURDER WHILE HE CRYIN OUT FOR
MOMMY

PUSSY THINK HE TUFF BUT HE KNOW HE SWEETER THAN SOME TOFFEE

PULLIN UP ON PUSSY, DOUBLE TAKE LIKE A RECAP

RECAP LIKE IM RELOADED WITH THE STRAP MAKE YOU
FLASHBACK

HIT EM WIT THE STICK, LEAVE EM LIFELESS LIKE A DEEP NAP

STUCK INSIDE THAT LIMBO NOW HE ASKING WHERE THE FUCK HE AT

(VERSE)

TALKIN HELLA TOUGH, BUT WE DOIN THINGS MY WAY

CATCH YOUR ASS ON LIVELEAK, MURDERED ON THE HIGHWAY

HELLA DISRESPECTFUL WHEN I SHOOT THIS BITCH SIDEWAYS 

RUNNING LIKE USAIN WHILE IM SHOOTING ALL OF MY PREY

ANY MOTHERFUCKER WITH A BRAIN WOULDN'T TEST ME

HIT HIS ASS I BUTTON MASH, I HIT EM WITH THAT A B

NERDY MOTHERFUCKER, 4 EYES LIKE A DEFECT

SHOOT HIS SPINE NOW HE INNA HOME FULL OF REJECTS

(HOOK)

STEADY TALKIN LOUD IMMA HIT U WIT A TOMMY

BULLETS PENETRATING MOON CRATERS ALL OVER HIS BODY

SCREAMIN BLOODY MURDER WHILE HE CRYIN OUT FOR
MOMMY

PUSSY THINK HE TUFF BUT HE KNOW HE SWEETER THAN SOME TOFFEE

PULLIN UP ON PUSSY, DOUBLE TAKE LIKE A RECAP

RECAP LIKE IM RELOADED WITH THE STRAP MAKE YOU
FLASHBACK

HIT EM WIT THE STICK, LEAVE EM LIFELESS LIKE A DEEP NAP

STUCK INSIDE THAT LIMBO NOW HE ASKING WHERE THE FUCK HE AT


[art, vocals and lyrics by SEVVERYRARE, cowrote by XDIUM]

LIFELESS

LIFELESS [PROD. ERMASHOV]

LYRICS : 

[PART 1]

PULL UP TO AN OPP AND 
I SHOOT EM WITH MY GLOCK NINE
BLOOD ALL ON THE FLOOR
YEAH IM SURE HE GONNA BE FINE
FUCK BOY DONT TEST ME
LIKE IM ON FLOOR TRIPLE FIVE
CHANGE YOUR FUCKING LIFE
MUTILATION WITH THAT TRIPLE FIVE

PULL UP TO HIS BLOCK
SHOOT EM MAKE EM SPIN LIKE WATCH HIM
IM AN OPP AND I GOT OPTIONS
ALL MY OPPS DESERVE THAT STOMPING
ALL THAT MUSIC NEVER STOPPING
IMMA SHOOT YOU MAKE YOUR COFFIN
ALL THAT MUSIC NEVER STOPPING
IMMA SHOOT YOU MAKE YOUR COFFIN

(FUCK)

KILL KILL KILL BITCH
THAT BASIC SHIT (YEAH)
SPLIT YOUR FUCKING CARTILAGE 
DOWN TO YOUR CHIN
WHY THE FUCK IS EVERYONE 
IN THE GROUND EXPOSED OF SHIT
YOU’LL BE THE ONE AND THEN ILL
PUT YOU IN GROUND BURN WITH YOUR SINS

[PART 2]

HIT YOU WITH A LICK
YEAH I SLASH YOU WITH MY KNIFE
AND I’M RIPPING IN YOUR GUTS
YEAH ALL THAT SHIT HIT RIGHT
TALLY MARKS ON MY WRIST
COUNT THE PEOPLE THAT I’VE SLAIN
AND THEY GOIN IN THE LIGHT 
BITCH YOU KNOW THAT SHIT RIGHT, RIGHT

HIT YOU WITH A LICK
YEAH I SLASH YOU WITH MY KNIFE
AND I’M RIPPING IN YOUR GUTS
YEAH ALL THAT SHIT HIT RIGHT
TALLY MARKS ON MY WRIST
COUNT THE PEOPLE THAT I’VE SLAIN
AND THEY GOIN IN THE LIGHT 
BITCH YOU KNOW THAT SHIT RIGHT, RIGH-

[ART BY MURASAKI, LYRICS AND VOCALS BY SEVVERYRARE]

TWEAKER MUSIC

TWEAKER MUSIC [PROD. ECKSEM X ANTYDE]

FEATURING/PROD: https://soundcloud.com/itsaedanhill (IG: @itsaedanhill)
MIXED BY: https://soundcloud.com/cloroxcide (IG: @cloroxcide)
COVERART: https://soundcloud.com/sevveryrare (IG: @sevveryrare)

*LYRICS*

Xdium:
Yeah I tape my wrists, squarin up to end the bullshit
I don't do no talkin, I just hit right where yo mouth is
Throw your fit, make a diss, so you get no clicks
You act like a bitch, I throw my fist, and end the chump quick

Lurkin through the night, as you hide, so you don't die
Hit em with a right, maybe twice, till he star-eyed
Pussy wanna cry, he just might, cuz we outside
He too scared to fight, so he lie, bout his glock 9

Pull up on him, sending bullets to face
Chances are slim that you gonna escape
I'm rollin on up, and you runnin away
I run after pussyboy, get in a chase
Stop in my tracks and I'm uppin the pole
Empty the mag sendin shots at yo dome
Hollow tips enterin back of yo skull
Bloody the road as you layin there null

Hatin on the gang, give no fucks on what you talk, hoe
Hell gon be the pay if you walkin down our block tho

Xdium:
Walk my block
.243 hang out the window
Sights on lock
Sendin shots right at the bimbo
Hunt my opps
Like some deer we finna rip throats
Step up, clocked
Throwin fists at Mr., aye
Walk my block
.243 hang out the window
Sights on lock
Sendin shots right at the bimbo
Hunt my opps
Like some deer we finna rip throats
Step up, clocked
Throwin fists at Mr. Big Joke

Itsaedanhill:
Beat that boy down since he hate hearin the backlash
Pull on through yo town, yk its gon be a hack n slash
Hack n slash, grab the gat, load up all the straps
Run it back, pussy boy you not gon run it back
Count the cash, tuck the mac, run up in the stash
Count the cash, tuck the mac, run up on yo ass
Beat his ass down in the streets
If he barkin like a bitch
He look weak, all damn week
We gon run up, raid his crib

Pop goes the glock but its not a damn weasel
Crack ya jaw, in the hawk, you lookin like an easel
Turn his face to black and blue
Bitch I keep like 50 goons
And I keep that .50 too
Run up youll meet 62

Make his day shittier
Talk a lot he spittier
Pussy got his ego hurt
Beat a bitch no egovert
Make his day shittier
Talk a lot he spittier
Pussy got his ego hurt
Beat a bitch no egovert

Xdium:
Walk my block
.243 hang out the window
Sights on lock
Sendin shots right at the bimbo
Hunt my opps
Like some deer we finna rip throats
Step up, clocked
Throwin fists at Mr., aye
Walk my block
.243 hang out the window
Sights on lock
Sendin shots right at the bimbo
Hunt my opps
Like some deer we finna rip throats
Step up, clocked
Throwin fists at Mr. Big Joke

WALK MY BLOCK! (FT. ITSAEDANHILL) [PROD. BLAKKGR1MM]

LYRICS : 

[SLOW PART]

SHE A LIL SCARY MAKE A GRAVE YARD PIC NIC
EATING ALL THE CORPSES MAKE ME TURN INTO A MISFIT


[PREHOOK]

WALK INTO THE GATES HEAR THE SOUNDS OF THE FREE MEN
TAKE HER TO A PLACE, SITTING DOWN IS MY MAIN PLAN
POUR A GLASS OF WINE AND RELAX WITH THE DEAD MEN
DIGGING UP THE GRAVE SO I CAN GO EAT THE DEAD MEN


[HOOK]

SHE A LIL SCARY MAKE A GRAVE YARD PIC NIC
EATING ALL THE CORPSES MAKE ME TURN INTO A MISFIT
SHE A SCARY BITCH TAKE HER TO A GRAVE PICNIC
DIGGING UP THE TOMBS EAT THE WOUNDS AND THE DEAD MEAT
SHE A LIL SCARY MAKE A GRAVE YARD PIC NIC
EATING ALL THE CORPSES MAKE ME TURN INTO A MISFIT
SHE A SCARY BITCH TAKE HER TO A GRAVE PICNIC
DIGGING UP THE TOMBS EAT THE WOUNDS AND THE DEAD MEAT


[VERSE]

SHE SAID WHAT THE FUCK, AS I’M TEARING IN THE INSIDES
BREAKING DOWN THE PIECES LIKE I’M EATING WITH THE ENZYMES
SLICE EM WITH A BLADE, IT’S THE ONLY WAY I’LL HAVE FUN
WATCH THE BLOOD POUR ON MY CHEST TILL I FEEL NUMB


[HOOK]

SHE A LIL SCARY MAKE A GRAVE YARD PIC NIC
EATING ALL THE CORPSES MAKE ME TURN INTO A MISFIT
SHE A SCARY BITCH TAKE HER TO A GRAVE PICNIC
DIGGING UP THE TOMBS EAT THE WOUNDS AND THE DEAD MEAT
SHE A LIL SCARY MAKE A GRAVE YARD PIC NIC
EATING ALL THE CORPSES MAKE ME TURN INTO A MISFIT
SHE A SCARY BITCH TAKE HER TO A GRAVE PICNIC
DIGGING UP THE TOMBS EAT THE WOUNDS AND THE DEAD MEAT


[SPED UP PART]

SHE A LIL SCARY MAKE A GRAVE YARD PIC NIC
EATING ALL THE CORPSES MAKE ME TURN INTO A MISFIT
SHE A SCARY BITCH TAKE HER TO A GRAVE PICNIC
DIGGING UP THE TOMBS EAT THE WOUNDS AND THE DEAD MEAT
SHE A LIL SCARY MAKE A GRAVE YARD PIC NIC
EATING ALL THE CORPSES MAKE ME TURN INTO A MISFIT
SHE A SCARY BITCH TAKE HER TO A GRAVE PICNIC
DIGGING UP THE TOMBS EAT THE WOUNDS AND THE DEAD MEAT


[ART AND LYRICS BY SEVVERYRARE]

GRAVEYARD PICNIC

GRAVEYARD PICNIC [PROD. PLUCKSUNSET]

(PUPPYBREATH)

BLINK AND YOU'LL MISS IT
THINKING MAKES MY HEAD SPIN
WAITING FOR THE COLORS BUT I ONLY SEE THE RED TINT
I CAN FEEL THE NOOSE AROUND MY NECK AND IT'S A TIGHT FIT
KICK OVER THE CHAIR AND I WILL HIT YOU ON THE DOWN SWING

EASILY FORGOTTEN, COVERED IN MY VOMIT
THEY SAY THEY WILL MISS ME BUT THAT'S JUST TALKING
I AM JUST A MISFIT WITH A LOW INVESTMENT 
LIFE IS NOT WORTH LIVING WHEN I KNOW I CAUSE THE WRECKAGE
FALLING IN A SPIRAL AND COVERING MY MESSAGE
SO YOU DON'T PRETEND TO CARE AND SEND ME TO THE HOSPITAL

TALKING WHILE MY MIND IS FULL
I NEVER KNOW WHAT WILL COME OUT
WELLNESS FEELS IMPOSSIBLE 
FIND ME DEAD INSIDE YOUR HOUSE
MAGGOTS CRAWLING IN MY MOUTH
FEASTING ON THE HANGING WORDS OF WHEN IM IN MY LOWEST SPOT
I CANNOT MOVE ALONG
WHEN IT'S HEAVY ON MY SPINE
THEY SAY WHAT I FEEL IS WRONG
BUT I WAS BORN TO CROSS THE LINE


(BLUD JONEZ)

I WAS BORN WITH NO MOUTH
SCREAMING FOR A WAY OUT
FESTERING INSIDE THIS BROKEN VESSEL BITCH I FADE OUT
YOUR SHIT PLAYED OUT
YOU DROWN OR EMBRACE DROUGHT
I’M DOWN I’VE BEEN CAUGHT UP INSIDE  GRAVE I’M LAID OUT

FIGARO FIGARO
I NEED A CIGARO 
HEAD ON A SPIRE LIKE I NEED A BIGGER DOSE
DEMONS DANCE IDLE THEY PLAY ON A PICCOLO 
TELLIN ME I WILL BE ONE WITH THE SILICONE
BLOOD WHERE THE RIVER FLOW
END ON A BITTER NOTE 
KNOWING YOUR LIFE COULD BE SNUFFED LIKE A BITTER JOKE
SACRIFICE LAMBS IN A LINEN ROBE
FUCK YOU 
I RUN UP AND I CUT LOOSE AND CUT YOU
I'M SICK OF REALITY, FUCKED UP BUT WHAT’S NEW

NOTHING
ABSOLUTELY MOTHER FUCKING NOTHING
SICK AND DISGUSTING
I’M TREATED LIKE NOTHING
SICK AND DISGUSTING
I’M TREATED LIKE NOTHING

PERRY [PROD. DAGGERX]

SEV!

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