a lot better than my last track lol
lyrics:
Yeah this motherfucker wanna fight cause his girl wanna be my friend
Ok shawty come on over here and motherfucking bend
Over so I can tap that ass over over over again
Ok now we done so get the fuck out of my apartment

Mask on, but you know who it is
Gas bomb, let you inhale that shit
Hand on, the motherfuckin grip
Shut up, you a motherfuckin bitch

I don’t like spicy foods so all my bitches basic
Bitch I’m fuckin takin off, think I’m getting spacesick
Knock you out, you a bitch think I got a place kick
Cut you up, like you are muhfuckin Judaic

Pussy get no hoes, pussy fucking Andrew Tating
Worthless fuckin life, bet I’m fucking commentating
How you think you better than me? Need some calculations
Make a pussy bleed, got a cunt menstruating

I cannot get to fucking sleep, I don’t know why
Stupid little whore be calling me, hit decline
I spent my entire pay check on some mothefuckin lines
Snort that shit I’m seeing grey, I’m higher than the skies

Dumbass ho wanna touch up on my dick, I’m just sitting making heat, while some cunts act like some pricks
I don’t know what they want so imma give ‘em fuckin pain, still getting touched by that slut, now she givin fuckin brain
Sound like Brokie for a sec wait, uh, do I deserve this crown? Yes bitch I fucking do, say otherwise then drown
Sorry, got a little outta pocket, talking bout that whore again, I’m all up in her locket
Smoking on some shit that got me in the fuckin cosmos
Spitting fuckin bars on this motherfucking project

STOMPIN SKULLS! (prod. xiao)

sippy sippin on that drank

lyrics:
Stumbling to your bitch house because I have had way too much lean in my Costco cup YUH
When I get there I be fucking her shit, so hard that she screaming “you fucking me up!”
Shit is so deep I feel like I’m fourteen, but honestly I am just all in her guts
When we done fucking, I go and drink more, cause you know that I’m not fucking done

Shut the fuck up, you is a bitch, fucking your shit up, like we playing smash
Government sucks, ACAB, eat the pigs hop in the whip and I dash
PlayStation one, in 96’, I will spin on yo block like I am Crash
I’ll do a show, shits what I need, everyone’s moshing yeah we fucking thrash

I am now done with the screaming shit, beam it hit, right up on the middle of his chest, do it best, staying hydrated I, drink his blood, make it flood, gun gots lots of shit on, laser ‘tach, I attack

Do it most, bitch I’ll boast, you are gross, you not close, suck my dick, your brain thick, lunatic, you a prick, fight me now, take a bow, do it loud, anyhow, it’s so fun, watch you run, bitch you dumb, now I’m done

Bitch I fucking lied, I ain’t done with this shit yet
Roll up to an airport with a motherfucking bomb vest
Find out if I’m joking, see if this an empty threat
Though if I’m fucking not, your jaw will end up cracked, bet

Acting so asinine up in her pussy I’m feeling I’m better than all of these rappers that tryna just fuck up my growth and shit while I’m just sitting here thinking bout how you would do all that while my dick up in yo throat and shit gargling all on my genitals eating these edibles punch you with bare knuckles cutting up your muscles, radiate megatons cause I’m a denizen YUH

Don’t fuck with me cock sucker, or I’ll rip your face off
Better start running pussyboy cause this a faceoff
Yeah I rhymed the same thing twice, go ahead and suck my cock
Everytime I look at you it makes me wanna fucking cough

LEAN IN A COSTCO CUP! (prod. ghrxm)

burnin shit

lyrics:

sldtlol:
Imma rip yo face off
Imma light this place up
I love fucking arson
Clean it up using Dyson

Step into the shower bitch its feelin like some fire
Imma bout to kill myself feel like im Budd Dwyer
Live on fuckin tv I could hear you all screamin
Now my fuckin soul is eternally dreamin

b00mer4ng4:
Imma burn yo face offf lil bitch
Imma light this place uppp real quick 
Wanted for an arson oh no
Burning your whole town down
Fuck I go? 

Ended up in jail
Shits okay I paid the bail
Ur just lucky it damn hailed
Cuz the wind today it didn’t fail

Burning blade like I’m pyra 
yeah my heads on fucking fire
slice yo neck with some barbed wire 
Steal a car get it hotwired 
Me and soldat on the flyers
Hopping out we slice the tyres

Yeah so I went behind the place and struck a match and- wait, wait, wait is this thing on?

sldtlol:
Bitches wanna fade, tell ‘em this ain’t no damn gradient
Opps be talkin shit, then they turn into some ladies and,
I don’t wanna get, get trapped in all this fuckin bait
Motherfucker wanna fight? Hold up then bitch, tell him wait

Bitch you’ll fucking wait to fucking get racked
Cause you’re fucking up my feed like a gym rat
Pussy gettin stunned, come on fight back
Getting domed in yo brain, hit ‘em right back

ARSON! ft. b00mer4ng4 (prod. imnotaracerr)

lol big guy

lyrics:
Aye bitch, you already know what the fuck it is, Shao Kahn up in this bitch. Uhh, it's fuck Kotal, umm fuckin, hot ass bitch Sindel on my dick, and smokin that Onaga pack, shut the fuck up

Bitch I feel like imma General up in this bitch, nah fuck that shit, imma Kahn
Rollin up to this bitch witta bomb, who is on my dick? It’s yo mom

Walking down the street I gotta stick up in my pocket, nevermind it is a hammer and it’s going in yo socket aye
EYES being bled motherfuckin DRIED
BYE what I say after fuckin on her SPINE

Bitch you I am the best to ever fuckin sit this throne
Fuck Kotal he a bitch, he a stupid pussy ho
Sindel fuckin screechin when I lick up on her pussyhole
Poisoning Onaga, yeah bitch you already fuckin know

Damn bruh that shit was fuckin hard, imma need to get my guy Goro on this fuckin track, damn bruh, shits fuckin mental

Oh wait, Goro's not available? Aight we got b00mer4ng4

Step into the ring 
I let the hammer swing 
Blood eagle 
Turn yo ribs to wings 
I make you sing 

I make you scream 
I bloody up the limoseuine 
Tf you mean 

Up down right left
Press X to make a mess
Big ass hammer through yo chest
Like shao Kahn I am the best
I’ll fuck you up and leave the rest

Do not contest when I go pledge 
You better dodge this big ol sledge 
I’m fucking mad I’m at my edge 
Ay look at you you on the ledge

I’ll grab your neck and lift you up
One look at me you screaming fuck
This is it I’ve had enough 
Hammer slam
ya made of fluff?
Talking shit but you ain’t tough 
Don’t know the stuff 

That You is talking
Big ass mallet hit yo noggen 
Look at you I got you jogging 
Shao Kahn Yk what’s popping

$HAO KAHN! ft. b00mer4ng4 (prod. unholyfield)

deep hell shit

lyrics:

Send you to the netherrealm (x16)

FUCK WHAT YOU SAYIN IMMA SEND YOU STRAIGHT TO HELL
WHEN MY TEAM BE ROLLIN IN, ALL YOU HEAR IS BELLS
IMMA FREE MAN BUT I SHOULD BE LOCKED UP IN A CELL
ONLY FOCUS ON THE PRESENT, NEVER FUCKIN DWELL

On the fuckin past
Only gettin cash
Kill you then I dash
Bitch I do not lack
Only wearin masks
Sippin on my flask
Yeah and yo bitch be suckin on my fuckin sack

Never fuckin mind that cause I’m in the netherrealm
Imma fuckin stimulate you, more than overwhelm
Shadow wizard money gang, castin fuckin spells
Run the fuckin underground, and I do it well

FIRE IN MY FUCKIN EYES
DO IT ALL THE FUCKIN TIME
THROUGH THESE RANKS I FUCKIN CLIMB
YEAH YO BITCH IS COVERED IN MY SLIME

NETHERREALM! (prod. buckx2)

imma god beeeeeeeeeyatchhhhhh

lyrics:

Fire god Liu Kang how I open up the fuckin pit
With this fucking mic I grip you that I will fuckin spit

Aye, aye, slow it down for Kronika
Yuh, yuh, I’m the god of a dragon

Aye, aye, yuh

Riding round yo village causing mayhem cause I'm built like that
Glocky in my fuckin hand, and you know it fuckin black

Yeah, what you say bitch?
Not today bitch!
You obey bitch!
Say okay bitch!

Imma god so you worship me
‘Fore I flick you like a flea

Bitch its fuckin getting real, bitch its fuckin getting hot
Imma fuckin big ass titan, imma fuckin juggernaut
Fire god, lightning god, stun you wit some megawatts
Bitch you will not go to heaven, you aint no damn astronaut

Pussy talkin how he clouted, bitch you know you fuckin not
Fight me cunt, 1v1, meet me in the parking lot
Junkie doing heroin, like she get a booster shot
Yeah these lines be way too cold, wasn’t even deep in thought

FIRE GOD LIU KANG! (prod. xiao)

fuck ya

lyrics:

Flow on this beat I’m on a fucking run
Hard in the booth I’m gonna fucking cum
You’re so fucking gay, you’re a fucking bum
I love getting drunk, I love all the rum

Why your bitch so nasty?
She need some rhinoplasty
I’m so fast, I’m breaking ankles, unable to pass me
I just stole your phone, I need your fucking pass key
Your mangled body on the net, all drawn up in ascii

You’re a fucking pussy, bitch
Leave your body in a ditch
I just fucked your sister, which?
All of em, I never switch
I got money, I’m so rich
You’re looking like the fucking lich
Your girl also look like a witch
Fucked yo face up, get some stitch
Think I just went built a bridge
Down in cali, I’m unhinged
Skin gone green I gotta itch
From all this gold, an auction pitch 
Are you fucking 5 foot 2? Mothefucker lilo stitch
Your head up in this guillotine, flip that motherfucking switch

Imma fucking kill you
Entire family too
Crockpot cookin up some new
Shit I can huff like its glue
Don’t talk bitch its not your queue
Shoot your face I can see through
Your skull because I am that dude
Stomp your head in with my shoe
I will fucking boil your skin
My patience is so fucking thin
I don’t obede I always sin
No right, all wrong I might break in
To your house, to my chagrin
You got no shit only your kin
I’ll just have to kill them then
This has been fun hasn’t it?

(b00m)

In this bitch like 
All these other rappers wanna beef but they don’t wanna fight
You getting sick and tired beating meat yeah you a sorry sight 
I got some parts I do not want to keep so imma lose my sight 

Bash yo bitch
Might
Snatch yo rich 
Might harm you too
Might change your pitch 

I Swap my rhymes  
I change my mind 
I do some crimes 
Post it online 

Coppas coming 
Piggies running
Rifles ready 
Get to hunting 

Magistrates is just a nothing 
Got there from the drugs you huffing 
Talking up you think you something 

Feel remorse 
Paranoid 
Hear no noise 
In the void 

Feeling like I gotta kill 
Just so I can get a feel
I do not know what is real 
can’t afford a decent meal
Slice my skin and eat the peels

BASH YOU AND YOUR BITCH! ft. b00mer4ng4 (prod. still candy)

i'm searching, i don’t know what for

ty 2 kas for cover art
lyrics:

Hey wussup, you prolly know my name
All this fucking shit talk you did made me go insane
What was it in for you?
Got a couple loose screws?
Whatever, it's in the past, 6 years gone, shit never lasts
You made me wonder what I did
Talked to other people, said that you’re the one in the wrong
Hope you regret everything
When I’m on the fucking ceiling cause I motherfuckin hung

Blood splatter on the wall
Cutting off my arm cause I don’t feel strong anymore
Losing circulation 
We fell out like interpolation
Or the german nation 
In the 40’s
Ain’t no stories
Boring
For these
Parties
Thinkin that they glory
I do not support they
Ideologies
Just want a damn apology
I know that that ain't happening
Cause he don’t know what knowledge is

u mean to tell me I’m the punching bag?
Fuck that, 
I want so much more, like my life back
Sick of all the shit talk cuz you only get a light smack 
What am I doing here?
Inside this group who never cheer 
For me or my own thoughts 
Telling me to tie the knot 
Fuck you
Fuck that
Stop telling me to wear a hat 
To hide my face 
To hide my hair 
I never really used to care 

But now I’m told that living comes with pain 
Just to get the gains 
Fucked up in the brain 
I’m dipping in and out of lanes 

Cuz I’m spinning a feeling 
about what I’m seeing 
Bout mental peeling
About what I’m living 
Noose on the cieling 
Im not done with healing
And not with any ya
Any ya dealings 

I think deserve more than that
I gave you respect you gave me all ya crap
You asking what’s next?
I go thru wrist checks 
You think it’s all a joke
I’m hoping that I choke 

Fuck

I Just wanna feel real
I just wanna feel real
I just wanna feel loved 
Is that such a big deal 

I ain’t feel enough 
Feel I gotta bluff 
Feel I gotta lie 
Feel like I ain’t tough 

Feel like I see difference 
Feel like I know that I ain’t different 
Feel like I know that it’s all hate 
Feel like I know that it ain’t okay
Feel like I’m suicidal 
Feel like I like I lost the saddle  
Feel like I dropped the paddle 
Feel like I lost this battle 
Feel like I’m tied to shackles

pistanthrophobia ft. b00mer4ng4 (prod. jxtrho)

AAAAAAAAAAH
prod me

lyrics:
(sldt)
Got my voice low like a fucking e string
Do you wanna fuck with me? Do you know what we bring?
Bitch I wanna see you try, you can’t kill the beat king
If you wanna fucking die, I’m the man you’re seeking

Beating all these fucking homophobes
I won’t ever fuck with those
Stupid hoes
Hang you by your toes
Your brain overflows
Ay before you go
I just wanna let you know
You ain't ever getting into my fucking chateaux

Oh no! Where the fuck did the fucking guitar go?
Smashed it on ya head and now you don't know

Cocking the lever i’m shooting whenever
And if you got problems then i got you severed
And if you want beef well then i got the chicken
And your girl called up she want the dicking

Really in my way? No way mane, i got a chrome thang it bang thinkin i'm OJ, kill a bitch witta blade know what i'm saying? The way my pay rate come in, im blown away
By the money bitch you funny
How you dummy. Shotgun, tummy
With the blast
To the past with this trap metal crap
Counting racks, fuck tax
Government collapse
Then i clap

So happy
Yeah my pants is saggy
Mouth foaming, im rabid
Think he can shoot at me?

No way no way, no way in hell mane. I’d rather go to heaven and shoot jesus in his brain before i listen to you check my wrist it glisten, the decomposition of your body left me in prison, I’m suspicious

(cable)
Why do you panic? Bitch I am so manic
I came in the game and im doing my damage
drunk on the run, coming thru call it a rampage
You don't know my last name, don't know my first
Am i a friend of Bill? Sit back and laugh
I'm doing 105, hitting the dash
That's clique as shit
Stfu bitch and suck on my dick
I am a punk but I don't fw Rick's
The only one I do his surname is slick
I'm only capable of making some hits
You only capable of popping some zits
You outta the sesh after just one hit
That let's me know that you are a bitch
Every bitch you talk to they get the ick
Uh uh Uh, this shit a hiccup
My bf like "Caleb?"
I need to go wake up
I need to go make funds
I need to go make songs
I am underrated, you like getting degraded
I think I'm gonna make it
I'm gonna be the greatest
RJT NEXT UP
BITCH YOURE MESSED UP
BITCH YOU SWITCHED UP
Wonder why you have no friends?
Wonder why you cannot make no ends?
Wonder why you go and play pretend?
You claim everyone's a Kirby
You claim they did you dirty
You have no friend cuz u nerdy
Dropped out of school cuz they giving swirlies
someone talks to you, you're so flirty
You saying "Isn't Dr. Lil gae 30"
Bitch what the fuck do you mean?
Bitch you sound ass on those beats
Bitch you asked for porn of your OC
Bitch you're more sick than any of Leo's STDs
At least I don't dick ride brokie and grief
At least I look for info before I speak
At least I'm avoiding living as a fiend
What do you mean?
What do you mean?
Oh my God, what fuck you talking bout
You just Had my homies name inside your mofucking mouth
How bout I grab a shotgun and I fucking shoot you out
Saw-off down your throat, you don't even know what I'm talking bout
BITCH!

PANIC, PANIC. PANIC! FT. CABLETHECRACKER

uh uh
ft @puppybreathmusic
lyrics:
(sldt)
Uh, uh
Chop yo head off
With a pencil bitch I need to get the lead off
Never trust no one, lil bitch you just got fucking lead on
By an Aussie with a knife, yeah that’s fucking dead on

Tell yo family to fuck off
I ain’t giving compensation for the son I killed with a fucking buck shot
Bloods still on my mugshot
Got bailed out now I rob a tuck shop

Got my trigger finger itching I’m itching to kill a bitch and if he wanna act a bitch then imma throw him in a fucking ditch
Death machines by any means I’m fucking up entire scenes I don’t need no screens that’s green cause I got loaded armouries

Thousands on my hands and I ain’t talking bout no jewellery
I don’t have no guilt because I burnt all of your eulogies
Billionaire leaders talking bout all of this cruelty
That’s so fucking hypocritical I thought you would’ve agreed

(puppybreath)
I don't give a shit if you talk about me
Lower than the dirt
Wiggle worm, you drill the earth to eat ground that lays beneath
My stomping feet
A casualty

Bugs in my head but I will never relent
Im devilsent I drop em like im klonopin
You just met your fate
Head poppin like a grape
You cant sedate or quake this blasting like a pipe bomb

Prime the coffin for the drop of all I caught
Before you ever come by my block

Ill turn you past tense
Chop you like an aspen
Turning it all black with a blast impacted

Steppin up bitch 
Leave you rotting in a trash bin
Im the one you couldnt get out of your mind
Im diggin deep into your spine
Bitch ill turn you to a sloppy pile of meat
A squelching soup that is diseased
Youre wheezing til the consciousness completes

(sldt)
Uh, uh
Chop yo head off
With a pencil bitch I need to get the lead off
Never trust no one, lil bitch you just got fucking lead on
By an Aussie with a knife, yeah that’s fucking dead on

Tell yo family to fuck off
I ain’t giving compensation for the son I killed with a fucking buck shot
Bloods still on my mugshot
Got bailed out now I rob a tuck shop

ANTI VIGILANTICS FT. PUPPYBREATH (PROD. TAOCHI)

art by @ maz.d00dles on insta!

lyrics:
Said I walk up in the fuckin trap
Got a bag of cash
You be asking what the fuck is that?
Do not even chat 
I be flexing I got fucking bands
In my Louis pants
We ain't shaking, take away yo hand
We do not compare
I be climbing, bitch I'm on the map
Who cares if i cap?
Every other rapper does it, facts
Yous a dirty rat
At my show my fans be yelling chants
RJT the best
Damn you fell off, didn’t have a chance
You don’t make no sense

Now i got these hoes up on they fucking knees begging please “just give me the d”
And i walk around like everyone got guns but that do not matter, i got straps up in the third degree
All these rappers gonna die, they all high on ketamine
Pussy boy he talking thinking that he a better me

But he be wrong as fuck
Slug caught him by the foot
Run like he usain bolt
Don’t wanna test your luck
Bitch cuz i got a sickle
Your lifes only worth a nickel
I dont think no one is sicker
Wanna die? Or live on crippled?
Do you really wanna find out?
Maybe ill just put you in the ground
And no one can even hear you shout
Like you twomad no one gave a fuck about

You bitch, you bitch
Aint nobody gave a fuck
You bitch, you bitch
Will be drowning in the fucking
Pool bitch, pool bitch 
Then ill split you into fucking
Two bitch, two bitch
Down in hell where you will reside bitch
Aight bitch, tell me where you wanna fuckin fight bitch
My sticks, will end the fight in like 9 minutes
Slide with the gang
We gon pull up, let you fuckin hang

Said i walk up in the fuckin trap
Got a bag of cash
You be asking what the fuck is that?
Do not even chat 
I be flexing i got fucking bands
In my louis pants
We aint shaking, take away yo hand
We do not compare
I be climbing, bitch im on the map
Who cares if i cap?
Every other rapper does it, facts
Yous a dirty rat
At my show my fans be yelling chants
RJT the best
Damn you fell off, didn’t have a chance
You don’t make no sense

kingpin! (prod. sldtlol)

lyrics:

Yeah my grades A, S+, S
Yeah that spells ass
Fucking the teacher in back of the class
Got the roof down and i sit back and dash
Passing the highway patrol yeah i smoke on this gas
Going few hundred do not finish last

Yeah i made like 20 milly in a fucking minute cuz im rich
As a bitch
Call me misogynist
Shoutout to oprah
Pls give me like
25k
What im sayin
Is that we besties
Please suck on my testes
Thatd be such a flex

Gunmetal money clips
Moving these cocaine bricks
Got acid on my lip
Im fuckin tripping shit
Check my sleeve check these tricks
I dont fuck with a bitch
If she aint a bit stripper
Pourin up that liquor
Im fucking seeing figures
In the mirror
Im steering im making these tyres go thinner
No ass? She get binned 
But i do not go hit her
Cuz im not ignorant
Maybe on this beat i am

Yeah I’m 7 ft tall
When sitting on my racks 
Yeah She asking for my sign?
Bitch dont call me back
Oh wussat?
80 monthly and i aint going back
If you was a soda then you would be flat
dont have no features, relying on teachers
To make you a man 

My music been blowing up, as if i am iraq
Shit was that cold enough? Ill fry it in a pan
Ay Was the plan? 
How you gonna make another band?
How you gonna make them understand?
Your independent aint got no brand 


He said go ignorant 
I said go a suck a dick
I rather fix this shit 
Then let you ruin it 

Nu jazz we grooving
Changed up my music 
REJECTED is moving 
Upwards improving

gunmetal money clips! ft. b00mer4ng4 (prod. 1ohmygon)

lyrics:

Screaming RJT until I die
I pull up whipping mx5
I’m swerving drifting when I slide
You can’t catch me I’ve done my time
I think its funny you wanna die
But when I try, you only cry
Cant top my high, I shrug and sigh
No competition in the sky

I don’t like my bitches thick I only like the little ones
I ain’t talking bout girls, bitch, I’m talking bout my fucking cars
I like it when my girls be thick, yeah I don’t call them fucking broads
When I make that fucking brick, i spend it all right back on her

Ay bitch yeah I'm rising in this game I'm playing ranked on all you casual little cunts
Yeah what's up
Only in it for the money? Sounding like a politician whose corrupt
Uppercut
Yeah bitch you ain't trump 

Although now that I'm thinking about it
You acting like that prick yeah you is clowning
Getting all that money yeah you be drowning
But you ain't got any friends tell me bout it

I just go roll with my clique
Bitch you can’t join, you a jit
Please stop making that necro
It’s unbelievably shit

Pussy be hung up on likes
Here's a tip, please go outside
Vitamin d what you need
Feel the sun all on your eyes

POISON (PROD. UTALOMATTET X ISTER/AMBER)

lyrics:

I've figured it out
Why everybody leaves me
They don't fucking need me
Treat me like a receipt
That you throw on the ground
Pop told me this phrase
Waste not, want not
Like I'm in a glove box
Leave me in there weeks at a time
Until I see the light
Used for 3 minutes, shits fine
Do you really want me?
Shit I doubt it
Or do you want me to make you feel better from your brain being crowded?
Mine too, wish I could do the same but I ain't that type of person
Bottle up all the pain that I been hurting
Hate this version of me

but i can't stop it, I try to please everyone
Around me I
Think i need a reality check in the form of a blade
Slide ‘cross my wrist like I'm shaving
I think everyone hates me
Lost all my friends before I turned 18

Using depressants every time that I'm conscious
I'm so obnoxious
I rarely be honest
This life has to be godless
Don't check up on me when i stop responding please
I’m bleeding from my chin as I'm dead on my knees
Coughing up my lungs from how many times I've wheezed
I’m a fuck up for as long as i can ever see
Phone on silent as I'm snorting up that blue
Please don't bother, when i leave I bid adieu
Shotgun barrel looking like bamboo
Rusty knife, I’m committing seppuku

WASTE NOT, WANT NOT (PROD. IDUNNOMANE)

art by @byubeetle on ig
lyrics:

b00m:
Fuck that shit I need all that 
You been crying like a bitch while I’m writing my raps
I ain’t do nothing but you say it ain’t so
You been crying over text for a mid ass ho 
And that okay bro
But I know 
That you gonna go 

Lying bout my shit won’t make you any dough
You the star of the show
You the centre of attention
And I blew it all up
Now you crying in my mentions

Like fuck off pussy boy, you aint do shit
Saying pull up and pop out with pistol grips
When I’m making my money I ain’t one to bitch
I ain’t making it funny I just I wanna get rich

So I cut out the switch
Removing the cancer
Two twin glocks turn your ass to a dancer
You used to call me Rudolph, that makes you prancer?
Ask me a question you will get an answer

sldt:
Sitting in a meeting and I dunno what I came for
I don't take sides, stay neutral, what I’m blamed for?
Laid back, smoking, rolling paper, yeah that’s a4
Feel like evil dead, how I hit em wit a chainsaw

I can't even tell, when I'm feeling pain
Had to live with that shit every single day
Deadshot shooter, you might catch a stray
My eyes always looking forward, don’t think of me as prey

Eye bags heavy, buckshot plenty
Wanna fucking fade bitch lets see
Mind is empty, I might end his
Fucking life if I see fit 

Rip your hand off of your wrist
Fuck that snake bitch he fuckin hissed
Consequences from your shit
You’ve made your bed now lie in it

PISTOL GRIPS (prod. sldtlol)

art by @byubeetle on ig
lyrics:

(sldt):

I’m on a wire
My life feels like it’s on fire
It’s my desire
Need to watch the flames go higher
I got a choir
Made of skeletons I’ve hired
I click the iron
Muzzle flash it bangs, it brightens

Making molotovs it’s clear that I’m not sober
Watching you burn, watch you decay as you go lower
Run from the government, need to keep my damn composure
I’m hiding in the flames of my rubber enclosure

(boom):

LIKE FUCK
You can tell when a bitch ain't shit, if she want my dick
She gon get dismissed, Imma pull up and act like I witnessed it
Like a wrist slit chick with them big ass hips 
Ay yup
Motherfuckers ain’t do it like I do
Ski mask flow and I’m doing it high too
I spite you
Anybody messing with my crew
Cop a two piece 
Got blood in your eye fool

Fuck
Got no bucks But bitch I’m up
Yo drops suck so bitch wassup
Hit you with a hook shot hockey puck
You with the ku klux you a mutt

Arson bumps so bitch I’m up
Hit with a molotov what the fuck
Firebomb yo house so bitch wassup
Bitch wassup ay

ARSON 2 (prod. YUNG GENOCIDE)

art by @byubeetle on ig
lyrics:

(boom):
Fuck what yo told
I aint that old

They call me b00mer cuz I’m bold
And smell like mould

What's that I mean 
I don't know?
But a bitch adamant on go gon get what's coming 
That's hook on god
I aint fucking with yo shit 
Now your shit ain’t sold 
Anyone be a bitch
But you earned it 10 fold

Fools gold on yo teeth 
You pulled out of that beef
You pussy man Piss yo sheets
I been better while on green
I sing better while on blue
I rap better shame on you 
gotta vendetta that's the truth
You shouldn’t have let em and that's my queue

Ay bitch I’ll fuck you up
talkin bout that left right left right duck
Tell that boy good night sleep tight yuh
Pity that yo bitch won’t take your nut

Fuck yourself you a fiend for the drugs
Fuck your health Imma pull your plug
Fuck your wealth you just spend it on fits
Kill yourself You needa get yo wig split yuh

Wig split go fuck yourself and your itty bitty hit list
Write my name down twice cuz you mad pissed
You been stone cold ice while I manage 
Go get yo wig split while I end up damaged

(sldt):
Keep talking that shit lil bitch ill pop you with that fucking 9
I don’t fuck with people who associate with the far right
Imma keep doing this shit, started out with it out of spite
Imma say what’s on my mind, figured out that I'm not polite?

I make sure that all my music is a fucking work of art
Fuck the industry, fuck Drake, and all those other fucking cunts
Aim the .45 between your eyes, I make it shine and spark
Leave your body on the ground, you screaming, look like Luna Park

Stepping out the flames little bitch, i’m gripping on the m16
I know you’re a snake, knew it better than a forensics team
Imma beat yo ass and make it look like a domestic scene
I’m honestly glad you’ll never make it past sixty three

B00m and I we cruising down yo block and scream “the fuck is up”
Packing gats and 9s the size of nukes, we are the judges of your
Death and bitch it's looking like its ending up with lots of blood
Just to sum it up, you close your eyes and fucking suck it up

WIG SPLIT (prod. sldtlol)

art by @byubeetle on ig
lyrics:

(b00m):
I'm sending 3 shots back
Cuz all yo shits wack
I ain't working with snakes
And they tryna talk smack
Like cmon use your head
Before you blow another rack
I been tryna end up dead
And you reach in Santa's sack

Tryna unwrap all yo presents
Without fathers presence 
That ain't very pleasant 
thought of as a peasant

Tell me where yo father been 
Hold on did he go?
Cmon make another jab again 
While I do the most

I ain't fucking with you, huh? All the shit you do, huh?
When you talking all your shit you tell me it ain't true yuh
Lower my response again and say it's just a fluke yuh
Shit I’m going crazy man my fingers turning blue

While I’m gripping on my blade
I been thinking bout spades
Digging 6 ft deep 
Digging 6 ft graves
Ay yo mama said you brave
But its blood you crave
Have yo suicidal ways
Fuck

b00m

Two 50 cals be the end of my days
Feels like 2 red dots pointed at my brains 
Feel Like I been watched yuh
I feel that gaze
Feel my worlds been rocked yuh
Since I played your game

Two 50 cals be the end of my days 
Feels like 2 red dots pointed at my brain
Repeating old bars cuz I still feel the same
Man this shit don't change 
Fuck b00m

(sldt):
Swerving on the highway cause I just don’t give a fuck now
I could die, or someone else and that’s the hands of god. How,
Easy is it just to tell I’ve always been in doubt, bout
Everyone in my life, I just wanna fucking gauge out

Both my fucking eyes motherfucker, I’m insane, I complain
Got another fucking pill for today, fuck the way
I be living i just wanna fucking end it all, fuck my life
I despise all you stupid fucking cunts

Tried to seize the day, I just can’t
This is not the last time someones ever questioned me, and they always ask
Why you always think about the past?
It was better, that's the fact
Wishing I could go and run it back

SIGHT FOR SORE EYES (prod. HYPNOTIZE)

art by @byubeetle on ig
lyrics:

(sldt)
Fuck them cunts, bring a gun
Reload then I shoot a bunch
I already got a girl so you know I don't pimp them sluts

Say wussup, little fuck
I know that you won't touch us
Motherfucker talkin shit, all that fame he got from a verse

Sign my name on your corpse like I'm Art
Pussy running off because he got caught
Use yo head as a billiard, woah
Hit you with that stick I need to get that fucking 8 ball

Try and say wussup
Try and say wussup bitch
Try and say wussup
Guaranteed you out of luck so you better duck (x4)

(boom)
Fuck this really gonna test ma shit huh?
You not really gonna test ma shit nah
I got 40s in the trunk and a new pump
Spent $60 on a mag just to mag dump

Fuck that lemme go and run that back
Cuz a punch to the chin gave you a heart attack
You a bitch you a snake and you hella wack
Come and find me bitch ay I wear all black

Like fuck it
I ain't really gotta budget
Money flows out like a hole in a bucket
lost more cash than steps to a summit
Dropped more snakes than hoes wanna suck it

Does it
Matter to you
That much that you claiming I voodoo
Boohoo bitch on that loose screw shit
Copped a couple new fits
Got ya screaming what's this

Its b00mer4ng4 fuck

Try and say wussup
Try and say wussup bitch
Try and say wussup
Guaranteed you out of luck so you better duck (x4)

WHY YOU RUNNIN'? (prod. sldtlol)

@sldt2
yo wsg
REJECTED THA GANG

rejected discord:
https://discord.gg/Ps28hK68uX

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