If i play this in my truck my speakers are dun lol

I thought someone was actually at my door for a second lol

[238HACHIMAN]

You ain't gonna shit on my name or my family and then you expect to live? 
My name is Hachiman I blow like Pakistan I'ma run up my with shiv
I ain't gon talk on my shit, you aint gon topple nothing
I'ma go chill with my bitch, hit a lick and then she gonna run up my shit 

You run up, I'ma K.O
Knock a bitch down then I'm grabbing on his Halo
Taking all his shit, then I stack it on my payroll
Runnin round the roses like I'm Faygo

I ain't gonna flop lil bitch you aint my main bro
I'ma chill wit MI cus they family from the H.O
If you wanna suck up on my dick then you can lay low
Dick riders always around the block like mail yo
 
If he gon mess wit the gang, 445 tucked, bullets gon send him to hell
I ain't gon ring anything but when we get to scrapping you really gon hit on that bell
If you gon mess witta opp, he getting popped, bullets gon scramble his shell
Feel like I'm Kadoe or Gally or Skai when I'm fucking the beat up just like in FL

[BLXDESMITH]

i got my bud but no grinder hippie pick it in my hand like i’m countin a mill
i don’t needa hear whatchu on to know that this choppa gon eat like a mufuckin meal 
i’m ignorant bitch if it ain about me or my music don’t care how you mufuckin feel 
i slide on this beat like a mufuckin eel 
i’m gonna run up wit a few a my blades 
i’m prime for the kill 
bitch im breathin underwater but i do not got gills
and they never see me comin i come out a left field 
n i’m blowin right by em like breeze or windmill 
get killed 
if that boy is a carton 
then his milk get spilt 
if a pill is a bullet then his pops get pilled 
bitch it’s mi gang, what i rep, we still 
goin up right now n that’s that, we chill

[238HACHIMAN]

If he gon mess wit the gang, 445 tucked, bullets gon send him to hell
I ain't gon ring anything but when we get to scrapping you really gon hit on that bell
If you gon mess witta opp, he getting popped, bullets gon scramble his shell
Feel like I'm Kadoe or Gally or Skai when I'm fucking the beat up just like in FL

(BULLETS GON SEND HIM TO HELL)

(REALLY GON HIT ON THAT BELL)

(BULLETS GON SCRAMBLE HIS SHELL)

(JUST LIKE IN FL)

445 [W/ BLXDESMITH] [PROD. SLXUGHTER]

KRIX BRIDE X AJINN X DEADPERKZ X DXMISE X CANNXN X IKARISRAMPAGE - $LASH (Prod.whxtesvpra)

JACK SPARROW! + TDUBB + ZRØSLASH [UHHDONN]

ENEMY II [E9]

lyrics:
fuckin w me i’m like that 
don’t test bro i got a degree in my cash
n i’m bouta let you know that i’m planning to fight back 
if you diss on the crew like fuck it i might clash 

might pass on the slow im willing to kill fast 
teach my class a thing about my dance 
i slaughter w a smile like fuck it i might prance 
you can tell that i run the rap by my stance 

lil bitch i’m a weapon maker im the mufucking blxdesmith all you wack rappers better pick up the pace 
versatility a lie they saying they got it they rapping the same damn way  

n i tighten my circle like corset 
bashfortheworld got the ps in chevy i bet 
one lil bounty on ya head gon do it they’ll cash that kill at the penny i set 

n you plan to recover 
i’ll prevent that n it’s word to yo mother
thru the vent i enter in w no noise i seek you out, make you gobble the cutter 

like what i’m always saying moving fast when the bag comin or the pack, im sliding like butter 
laser journey thru the galaxy right to my palace im ruling this shit cuz i wanna

tagging a bunch
a the bad bad ones
backpack in the trunk 
w a gun
n i’m back w a ton 
match that if you want 
pack that in the front
w the rest a the metal 

shoutout to karma n locke, im brawling w infinite stocks, you delicate soft like a petal 
i cannot leave until i see the air stop hitting the surface i wait for the water to settle 

numero 20 you know if i see you i’m wrapping it up 
you can stop holding it back i know you ain about it lil homie you capping it up

sit still when i carve 
bleed from the crib to the car 
bleed from the whip to the marsh 
missing the part where i care for a bitch who cry oh it hurts then why did you start?

aye

alert alert 
he off a perc n think he’ll win against the sword man what a shame 
alert alert it’s getting worse i need to burn a man or i’ll die what a pain

up in the sky w the clouds like crane
all in my head gotta fight this pain 
hide it away w the drugs i take but still i breathe thru the mask like bane 

fuck 
sadly i woke up again w my weed jar empty n nothin to eat 
fuck
turn on my pc n i get knee deep into a track, ya i need a beat 

uh damn
i had a flow for a second i fucked it up 
caught it cuz i am the goat as fuck 
you don’t what way that im goin it’s up

THE SWORDMAN (PROD. SAINT URYA)

BACK IN THIS BITCH HAHAHAHAHAHA!

SOCIALS:
Instagram - https://www.instagram.com/ssjdaki/
TikTok - https://www.tiktok.com/@ssjdaki
Twitter - https://twitter.com/dakialmighty

LISTEN TO THE SONG ON ALL PLATFORMS:
Spotify - https://open.spotify.com/track/5TPYAdfCvU3isWBhimtxhp?si=60494d610aca4818
Apple Music - https://music.apple.com/us/album/return-by-death-single/1705800334

LYRICS:
IM ONE OF THE BEST NIGGA
IM ONE OF THE BEST THAT COULD EVER DO
NO S ON MY CHEST NIGGA
NO S ON MY CHEST I CANT SAVE A FOOL

I CANT SAVE A BITCH, I CANT SAVE A HO
BEGGIN FOR THE DICK, HIT IT ONCE N GO
IF THAT BOY THINK HE SLICK, PUT HIM IN THE FLOOR
BANGING WITH A STICK A STICK, KNOCKING AT YOUR DOOR

UGH UGH, RUN IT BACK
THINK YOU TOUGH? 
WHO THE FUCK IS YOU RUNNIN AT?
CHOPPA POKE AND ITS PUSHIN YOUR STOMACH BACK
IF ITS LESSER THEN I CANT HAVE NONE OF THAT

KNOW A LOT WOULD JUST TO HAVE MY ROLE
BUSSIN OFF PILLS JUST TO BITE MY SMOKE
BREAK A NIGGA DOWN NOW HIS HEIGHTS 5'4
YOU NEED GLASSES NIGGAS, WHY YOUR HO AN EYESORE

THEY AINT CATCHIN SHIT
RETURN BY DEATH HOW THEY WANT ME TO REREUN IT
DICK TOO BIG, WELL I TELL HER TO LEAN ON IT
MUSIC BE SHITTY, TELL YOUR NIGGAS BE HONEST

I WOULD RATHER BE CHILLIN WITH BILL & MANDY
CREEP AT NIGHT WITH A STICK LIKE A VIGILANTE 
FUCK YOUR BITCH, HAVE HER QUIVERING DOWN TO PANTIES
SHE GON SUCK IT LIKE LOLIPOP FUCKIN CANDY

OK OK OK OK, THATS ENOUGH OF THAT

MONEY DANCE, I HIT THE FOLKS
BALLIN, LAY IT COAST TO COAST
NIGGAS SAY I DO THE MOST
MAKE A BANGER THEN I POST

POP EM UP THEN GONE LIKE GHOST
MONEY FALLIN, POCKETS BOAST
SPIT LIKE NERDY, ITS TOO GROSS
HOW I DO IT, I DONT KNOW

LIKE A BLIZZARD IM TOO COLD
GETTIN ICKY RUNNY NOSE
MUSCLE MUSCLE WHAT I TOTE
HOW WE KICK IT, TAEKWONDO

SPITTIN WORDS UP LIKE I CHOKED
CHOPPA JUMPIN LIKE ITS STOKED
TURNED TO NOTHIN, HE GET ROAST
KARMA COMIN
THATS GANG

YOU NOT IN MY RECOLLECTION
NIGGAS BITING MY FLOWS, LEAVE ME ANOREXIC 
IF HE FUCK WITH THE MOB BEAT HIM DOWN LIKE TEKKEN
LEMME EAT, FEEL LIKE RALPH HOW IM GONNA WRECK IT

YOU CANT STOP ME I POWER ON THROUGH THE WRECKAGE 
ONLY FUCKIN WITH MONEY LIKE ITS A FETISH
IF ITS DOUGH ON HIS HEAD THEN I GO AND GET IT
TAKE HIM OFF OF THIS EARTH NO ANOTHER SECOND 
EUGH

~~~

I PUT 3 TO HIS HEAD LIKE HER CHANCE
MIX THE NIKE WITH TOMMY, FUSION DANCE
MAKE HIM SHAKE LIKE ANTS UP IN HIS PANTS

FEEL LIKE PICO, HE GET BLAMMED
ON FRIDAY FUNKIN ON YOUR MA'AM
SHE TAKE THE BONE, I FEEL LIKE SANS
LIKE IM A STUDENT IMMA CRAM

MAKE HIS LIMBS POP OFF LIKE A SKELETON
ROLLS ROYCE ALL BLACK, FULL OF MELANIN 
RIDIN WITH THE ARMY, ONLY MEN IN IT
KNOW I KEEP MY HEATER HAND HOT, ONLY HELL TO GIVE

RETURN BY DEATH!

RETURN BY DEATH! (PROD. DERRIONSOBLESSED)

#KNOCK - [prod Daln]

#RIDDLE [FT. 238HACHIMAN] - [prod. NOVAFLED]

you aint funny to me man i dont get it
i got jokes for you and acidic 
dirty hoe, tryna get in my dm 
i dont give a damn about a groupie hoe 
she a thot
we call that hoe homie hopper she get rocked
and she thought she was gonna make the spot
this spot light is only on me at the moment lil bro 

im so sick and tired of these lame ass people pressin me all da time
bitch 
yo shawty been knew i was high
you aint my twin you got nowhere to hide
you aint gon last not a night in the purgatory 
i put red in the eyes that i shot 
put a bullet in his dome like a slot 
screamrapper at the top of the lot 

you aint hiding nowhere i can hear you breathing from the room your inside
heartbeat thumpin as hard as this glock gon be when i empty the mag to your side
you gon be struggling crawling inside of the room that ur in with the money of mine 
im finna bag up the cash on my way out then pick up a rack and then leave you behind

they not finding you 

i can promise you that they not finding shit

i can pull out the stick and i make it hit 

tell my fans when i walk in we gettin lit 

put the speaker on blast and we makin hits

if you wanting the smoke you get blown to bits

if its gettin to cold ima put on mits 

shawty callin my phone i get rid of it

#HIDE N SEEK [P. Mathiastyner] (bonus track)

#SH!TTALKERS (ft. A$K) - [p. NXTTY]

#SCREAMRAPPER - [p. Bigyogurt]

#HELLCORE3X
| ☆ ☆ ☆ ☆ ☆|
“Goodriddance with no goodbye”

#KNOCK - [prod Daln]

4NG3L [@thereal4ng3l]

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