Time flies when you're having fun

The Ankle Breaker (Prod. triplesixdelete)

prod. PREZ SINATRA

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[LYRICS]

overdose and then convulse onto the sofa paramedics check my pulse and I’m colder than Minnesota, I’m the evil type/
play with knifes when I’m sleep deprived, seeing sprits in my crib think i live with a poltergeist/
I’m never nice, the devil couldn’t front the price for soul/
so imma kill beats then prolly take my life when I’m old/
these bad habits got em scared they say I’m outta control/
the 27 club is looking nice from down in my hole/
it’s so tragic/
A-list all plastic/
phony motherfuckers get the blunt and never pass it ‘round/
I stack the cards but always find a way to break em down/
positive gestures always find a way to get me clowned/
so I just take another shot and get to acting out this acid rap is causing casualties around a hundred miles/
I visit studios & leave the artist dead in piles walking out the door I think I’m stepping over harry styles/
one direction how this tool move, it’s clockwise, I tighten up my circle had to remove, bout 5 guys/
don’t be talking if you ain’t on, my eye line, I can’t stand you fools gotta improve my time line, like fine wine, these raps are, had fake friends, got back scars, fuck what these fags thought this real rap don’t act hard/
the facts are, this black car, will blast past, his radar, these piglets, won’t spin shit, we smoke pork like incense, we did it/
you fuckers acting we ain’t get yo attention/
like when a midget visit basketball conventions/
my intentions are the bad type/
I listen to a bimbo talk then hit her wit the bagpipe/
find a tailor get a fitted suit that’s pinstripe, feel like I’m in the mob I got a tommy at my priests wife/
i tell that bitch read from the Bible then I kill her cause I always like to say my grace before I eat my dinner/
real killer/
faces stretched along my lampshade/
handmade, knives in the eyes of the deadweight/
castrate/
every victim thinking they gon get laid/
soul leaves the body, drag my knife across the breastplate/
can’t relate to the populous that got morals we ain’t cordial I’m immortal you peasants flimsy as foil while I’m hitchhiking portals & slaughtering all you mortals I’m a force to be reckoned with/
I drink a 5th then piss gold on yo mothers lips she like it when I swing my dick/
left and right just like a clock she getting hypnotized I’m all up I’m her
mouth but she don’t mind because she’s not alive/
I’m sick and twisted like a suicidal victim who had covid, scalded a ladder took a leap right off the building, and I’m/
hanging out like the noose in ya uncles kitchen boutta take the swing but it’s too loose looks like he failed the mission/
drawing triple 6’s just to piss the Christian’s off, in the back off class putting pentagrams on all the walls/
teacher told my mom that I had something wrong, she laughed it off until I brought a strap to school and wacked em all/

Something Darker FT. LVST [PROD. PREZ SINATRA]

lyrics:

i cannot break,
put a bull3t hole through my brains escape,
i could never fold under pressure im great,
standin 10 toes everyday no breaks,
you lame,
no way,

steady grindin hard, everyone can eat,
i will never lose never see defeat,
you a pu$$y boy, all you do is retreat
you weak,
HEY,

and i work a 9-5 with no rest,
wait actually it’s 2-10 for my check,
i’m not the other guys, my blad3 go through ya neck,
you better recognize that we the fvckin best,

you fake, disguised your feelings, what the heck,
i’m blessed, but see inside my head i’m d3ad,
see right through my eyes, im seein red,
man i cannot see when is the end,

boutta grab a gvn and BLOW,
now i am d3ad, and i bleed red,
swear the gvn blow like my ex ex h0e,
layin in bed for no reason, 
flow makin blood go thru ya dam nose,

packed up my sh1t and then moved to las vegas and im here still sayin FVCK LOMPOC,

and i hope you choke, b1tch.

wicked:
never found my peace of mind,
so don’t be surprised,
prolly find me d3ad with my keys inside,

said FVCK THAT SH1T B1TCH,
rolling up, with my engine on,
smoke fills my lungs,

it’s the body, the mind, and the people,
sheep disconnected from self for the steeple,
spend all your cash to be famous,
a life in the dirt with the beetles,
but fvck it the world is so evil,

wait hol up hol up hol up i got an idea,

WICKEDS PSYCHOTIC
THEIR LYRICS EROTICA
FVCK IT ALL
WELCOME TO H3LL

WHIP LIKE SUBNAUTICA
CRUISE UNDERWATER
THE WAVES HIT MY FACE BUT I ALWAYS PREVAIL
MY BEATS NOT FOR SALE

b1tch i’m a dog off the leash,
you cannot compete,
a rapper to me is a treat.

smelly shit (ft wickedtongue)

✰Spotify✰
https://open.spotify.com/track/5r2uj7BX6y1EyNEFFBl2jV?si=712831860d714975

Iwakura - Silent Hill

CARVEYOURNAMEINTOMYSK!N !PROD JLMUSIX!

SPOTIFY

through the looking glass

@fenrirprod

Lyrics-
xnfect:
spirits above, play upon my head
Now I feel something breaking inside,
a shout, they never felt right, 
I have felt so dead, dreams felt like another life
shotgun in the shed, cock it, blow my mind

i stand alone
i refuse to run 
where did we go wrong
closer to the sun, 
theres been many falls
winter to autumn 
bloody rose pedals,
hands on the thorns 

xnfect & fenrir:
Thorns 
Where did we go wrong? 

fenrir:
Nightmares come to take me back again
Staring down the barrel i cant seem to find a friend
Lost in the black sea just out of arms reach
No one gonna save me wait untill it breaks me 
All my pain and my wounds i lament  
You cannot stop my descent 
To hell ive been sent
i need to break away but i cant

ICARUS FEAT. FENRIR (PROD. MXNTY)

Afourteen - Xtreme Couture [Prod. keyomani x turro]

ART BY @NUUMASTAR
LYRICS:
I WOKE UP ON THAT SHIT TODAY LIKE I DONT GIVE A FUCK
ROLLING ROUND, WINDOWS DOWN, MUSIC SYSTEMS TURN IT UP
AND I HEARD HE HAD SOME SHIT TO SAY, GET SMOKE UP LIKE A DUTCH
OH WOW LOOK AT ME NOW, I CANNOT HEAR YOU CUZ IM ABOVE

OKAY BUT FUCK THAT
I BEEN SPITTING KEEF BITCH IVE BEEN SMOKING OUT THE BLUNT WRAPS
BITCH I DO IT CAUSE I LOVE THAT
FUCK HOW YOU FEEL YOU AINT GON COME BACK
.308 IT LEAVE A LOVETAP
IF THATS YOUR HOMIES, WOULDNT TRUST
IF YOU SHOOT AT ME A BUSS BACK

MY LIFE FEELING DIFFERENT HOE I TREAT IT LIKE A FUNCTION
MY JOB JUS LIKE UR JOB I GO TO THE STU TO PUNCH IN
EMPTY OUT A NEW CLIP BITCH IM LOADED LIKE NO RUSSIAN
HOPPING IN THE WHIP FEEL LIKE A RAZOR HOW IM CUTTING

CREEP IN THE DARK WITH A MF CHOP ON MY HIP AND THEY CANNOT SEE ME IM A GHOST
HE TRYNNA TALK BOUT THE KID BUT HE FINNA GET BANNED CAUSE HE AINT KNOW X2 THE HOST
ME AND THE MOB LIKE COVENANT WE FINNA STUNT AGAIN, ALL THAT I MISS IS THE CLOAK
STEP ON THE MF GAS AND I GRIP ON THE WHEEL AND I SWERVE OFF THE END OF THE ROAD

OK ME AND X2 PICKING UP THE FUCKING PACE
BITCH WE 2 TIMES FASTER KEEP A BLASTER FOR YOUR FACE
BITCH IM PLAYING GOD WHEN I MAKE EM TEST THEIR FAITH
GIVE THAT BOY A BLOODY NOSE, HE GOT METAL FOR HIS TASTE

THEY WANNA BE KARMA BUT THEY CANNOT SWITCH SIDES
MF'S BE TWEAKING I CAME FOR THE REAPING I PULL UP TO YOUR HOUSE FOR A FIST FIGHT
NO I DONT NEED A REASON BITCH I AM A DEMON WHEN IMMA GO TAKE AWAY HIS LIFE
AND I STILL HAVENT EATEN SO I MIGHT OPEN SEASON AND THEY LOOKING AT ME FOR A REVIVE

AND THE WAY THAT IM MOVING IS CLOCK WORK
PUSSY BOY TRYNNA SPEAK LEMME TALK FIRST
ALL THESE RAPPERS MY SON'S IM THE FATHER
KARMA MOB PULLING UP NEVER FAULTER
RAPPER'S ALL ON MY MEAT LIKE MY JOGGERS
KEEP A HEATER ON ME KEEP A CHOPPER
WHEN I AIM I DONT PRAY SHOOTING STRAIGHT FOR THE FACE
MAKE THAT BOY DISARRAY HIS WHOLE POSTURE

TURN THIS BITCH TO GTA, WAY I LEAVE HIS BODY WASTED
YOUR BITCH ON MY DICK LEAVING MY EGO INFLATED
YOU CAN CALL ME ZIM HOW YOUR CRIB GETTING INVADED
KARMA MOBBIN' TO THE TOP BUT WE STARTED IN THE BASEMENT

IDGAF FEAT. RUZLXN (BUCKX2)

PAY UP

#rap #darktrap #emorap #killstation #nightlovell #norue #lilpeep #fallacyadd #suicideboys #dustmyte #underground #loudmusic #extremetrap #biv

WHITE RUNTZ (prod.КТОЯТАКОЙ)

𝚒 𝚌𝚊𝚗'𝚝 𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚒𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 (𝙿𝚛𝚘𝚍. 𝙱𝚕𝚡𝚛𝚛)

𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙳𝚁𝙰𝙶𝙾𝙽𝚂𝙿𝙸𝙽𝙴 𝙷𝙰𝚂 𝙵𝙾𝚁𝙼𝙴𝙳

𝚃𝙰𝙻𝙺𝚃𝚄𝚄𝙼𝙴 /𝚆 𝙽𝙸𝙶𝙷𝚃𝙼𝙸𝙽𝙳+ & 𝙶𝚇𝚃𝙷 [𝙿𝚁𝙾𝙳. 𝙽𝙾𝙸𝚉𝚈]

prod. by butterwrld
additional prod. by zaki ali

lyrics 

I don’t wanna talk about it 
I just wanna be about 
Then we could all see about it 
I don’t feel the need to count on 
Any motherfucker 
Looking petty motherfucker 
I’ve already suffered 
Severing syllables
Till I’m fucked up (Fuck)


Still pressed
cause of the fact everyone’s stuck up
Feel depressed
so I have to hit up enough plugs 
To drum up the probability 
There’s enough drugs
To numb my fucking brain 
And maintain I stay drugged up
Delicate, so I generate hellish ways 
To accelerate just to help my pain 
Celebrate, psychedelic developments
That envelop my zealous 
Compelling nature to rebel
against you fellas 
irrelevant and so fucking jealous 


I don’t want let it get the best of me
I definitely (stress)
Got a cemetery in my mind 
because you’re dead to me (dead) 
Work a lot 
I stir the pot 
Cause bitch, I got some recipes (chef)
The nerve you got 
Is sure to pop my vein 
Need more than therapy (yeah)

I don’t want let it get the best of me
I definitely (dread)
Got a cemetery in my mind 
because you’re dead to me (dead)
Every day and every night 
My feelings bright as ecstasy (ex)
Eventually I’m lead to see 
My destiny (yeah)


Pardon, I’m stuck in between 
Fantasies you contaminated 
Starting to feel
Like the fucks that I give
have been amputated (fuck)
Tough to live 
But, it’s harder to forgive 
I don’t plan on caving  (no)
My hearts a canvas  
Cut myself
To use my blood to paint this 
Touch of incision 
enough given to brush my pain with 
Another figment of infatuation 
To escape with 
Face it, it’s basic 
I’m basically desperate 
Enough to self destruct 
Just to have someone to lay with 
Because I crave it (I crave it)

Killing, I’ve been feeling like I’ve fallen 
In the middle of a battle with my shadow 
Shield the fact that I’ve been living 
Like an asshole when I grapple 
With these graphic thoughts
My spirit fucking rattles off these lyrics  
That attack on my appearance 
Back with my fears 
I make these habits be my nearest 
Form of happiness
I steer it till I’m manic 
And a tragic fate 
Adheres to my enchanted state 
Reality, I animate with pills 
Till I contaminate the mirror 

Mirror, mirror on the wall 
Burn all of my fucking flaws 
Into urns and let me fall 
With these words 
Until I crawl to observe
the base of my frustrations 
From the start 
All I could recall
is that you broke my fucking heart 

I don’t want let it get the best of me
I definitely 
Got a cemetery in my mind 
because you’re dead to me
Work a lot 
I stir the pot 
Cause bitch, I got some recipes 
The nerve you got 
Is sure to pop my vein 
Need more than therapy 

I don’t want let it get the best of me
I definitely 
Got a cemetery in my mind 
because you’re dead to me
Every day and every night 
My feelings bright as ecstasy 
Eventually I’m lead to see 
My destiny 
Let it be

LIVE LAUGH LOBOTOMY

I know this is 2020 but still another missing song found!

(Note, this is not the actual cover for the song.)

ReignFromGdhd, CXRPSE, BLCKK & Lil Darkie - TIDE PODS (DEMO) (Prod. CUBENSiS & CXRPSE)

PRODUCED BY @PXLSE

LYRICS:

DEATHS DEATHS LEFT HAND
PULL UP WITH THE GAT
MAC ELEVEN AND A TEC
DRIVE BY ATTACK
FUCKER YOU ARE NEXT
BLACK MAGE CALL ME DEATH

CUZ MY HEAD FULL OF WRATH

ALWAYS TRAMMED UP
ALWAYS XANNED UP
NEVER GET ENOUGH
NEVER NOT ON DRUGS
NEVER HAVE I LOVED
BITCH BETTER SHUT UP
TEAR YOUR FUCKING GUTS OUT

THREE SIX MY WHIP
TRIPLE SIX I WORSHIP
DEVIL LEADS ME ON THIS TRIP
FUCK THIS LIFE, I AINT MADE FOR THIS
FUCK YOUR CHRIST, DONT BELIEVE IN SHIT
WORK A NINE TO FIVE TILL DEATH
ARE YOU HAPPY WITH THAT BITCH?

ARE YOU HAPPY WITH THAT BITCH?

CANT GET ENOUGH CASH
CANT GET ENOUGH RACKS
DRIVE MY BEAMER BREAKING NECKS
HIT THE DEALER GET ME MEDS
OXYS TILIS AND SOME XANS
OXYS TILIS AND SOME XANS
OXYS TILIS AND SOME

TRIPLESIX [PROD. PULSE]

sickjoke ft. kashimotu & lxxiv

take a moment to breathe! we love you!
gettin people thru psychedelic experiences since 2018'
LYRICS:

SHOULD HAVE FUCKED AROUND AND THREW IT IN THE BAG 
CHRONIC
THROW SOME NEW TAGS ON IT 
RACE A BLUE JAG SONIC

I BE SMELLING IN PUBLIC
IN MY HOODIE WALKING SILENT
MEET MY GAZE AND I DOUBLE IT

I GOT PROBLEM
I GOT PROBLEM WITH STATE OF THINGS
PROBLEM WITH THE SHAME THAT NIGGAS KNOW
AND THE WEIGHT IT BRINGS
HMM
SIT AND TALK ABOUT FADED THINGS

I GOT NO MORE TIME FOR BULLSHIT

NORTH ON LAKEWOOD MAKE A LEFT TURN WHEN I HIT DEL AMO
WIT THE FELLOWS POP MODELOS LIKE SOME REAL CHICANOS
HELL IF I KNOW WHEN I’M STOPPING NOTHING’S EVER FINAL
I WILL DROP HIM IF HE NOT BEEN WATCHING FOR HIS SPINAL

6 O CLOCK
KNOW YOU REALLY IN THE SHIT
WHEN YOU LOOKING FOR PISS TO COP
WITH THE SWISHERS
PISTOL POP AND THEN IT’S WHISPERS

SHHH

SWITCH TO BACKWOODS 
I NEED IT TO SMACK GOOD
SLEEPING THROUGH THE STREET TALKING
AT NIGHT REFUSE TO GO TO THAT HOOD

YOU WONT CATCH ME TRIPPING 
PAY ATTENTION WHERE I WALK
“YOU WONT CATCH ME SLIPPING”
NIGGAS SAY IT BUT IT’S TALK
IF I COME TO GETCHA YOU’LL 
BE SLEEPING, GRIP NO GLOCK
I BE DOUBLE DIPPING BITCH I
GOTTA GET THAT GUAP

I BE IN THE KITCHEN DRINKING TILL
MY WORRY HUNG 
SORROW IM EMITTING YOU CAN
TASTE IT ON YOUR TONGUE
FEELING LIKE IM EVIL
I BE CREEPING DOWN THE HALLS
I LIKE KILLING PEOPLE IN THE 
STEEPLES AND THE MALLS

I SMOKE THAT ILLEGAL
TO POSSES IN EVERY STATE
FEELING GREAT
AS I CAN HOLD MY HATE INSIDE MY HANDS
WATCH IT DANCE

LIKE IM RUNNING YO FADE
OR CONFRONTING MY FATE
HOPE IM NONE IN YO WAY

I KEEP THE GUN ON MY WAIST….

FOR THE PRESSURE
YESSIR
TOUCH YOUR HEAD AND BLESS YA
NOW YOU AINT A STRESSOR…..

GIVE HER D LIKE A PROFESSOR

IT'LL BE OKAY (FT. BLCKK) (PROD. HEAL)

yet again dropping a song that i am featured on

Cover Art by stone deluxe

Lyrics
Xanubis:
Got nowhere to call home
I lost a lot of homies
People come and go
and that's what mama told me
it's fine to be lonely
and that's what mama told me
it's fine to be lonely

ALL:
Got nowhere to call home
I lost a lot of homies
People come and go
and that's what mama told me
it's fine to be lonely
it's fine to be lone
and that's what mama told me
it's fine to be lonely

STONEMAN:
scatter letters, i got money on the way
metal weather, cloudy bender, making way
autopilot, take a wheel, and let him sway
i could never even feel a type of way
you ain’t need to say shit so don’t apologize
heard it once heard it twice told a lotta lies
silver serpent tell the truth or you’ll be traumatized
make it known that your intentions never falsified 
fuck that, is it gain if it brings rain?
stuffed hat, with the mane, when the wind stays
life straight, doin thangs, you should know this
light break, still a plague to the closest 
its fine to be lone xanny spoke it
legs tied to a stone in the ocean
it’s good when it’s good gotta focus
things work when they should stay focused

sicko: 
Last day of freedom til I fucking go
Mattress already packed
U-haul outside isn't waiting for no one

Lexi Reed: 
Wish upon a star 
Wonder if it will take you far
Got dreams but you don't know who you are
If You search it won't be that hard
Wish upon a star
Got dreams but you don't know who you are
If you search it won't be that hard

BRUHMANEGOD: 
*constant ad-libs throughout song*

L0NE (FT. XANUBIS, stone deluxe, BRUHMANEGOD & Lexi Reed)( PROD. SWAUD)

lyrics:
used to have people that love me
start treating me like i’m nothin
now i’m like an emo bitch
and you a wrist that i’m cuttin
time to change the discussion 
because i’m coming no russian
clear the enemy faggot 
fucks 
and i’m uppercutting 
i grew up in new york
and left by slamming the door
leave my presence known
i dipped and now they begging for more
leave a bitch on the floor
i gotta go to the store
i’m in a van equip my rifle
i got hate to the core 
i hate niggas you can see it in my veins 
spider unit i ingrave it in my brain 
everybody fucking clones it’s all the same
i don’t want it ima crash it like a plane 

i’m a overlord
of the underground
hear in my sound
no one making noise 
no one coming round 
know they wanted more
looking like some clowns
and i’m pressure bound
bitch i gotta win
and i want it now 

pussy i ain’t heard of you
i might murder you
come and try
to fuck a nigga up
if you got courage to 
you a fuck nigga
you ain’t even worth the tool
pull up looking 
like a fucking skeleton
i’m hurting you

Time flies when you're having fun

Slug Citadel