art by @nuumastar

all these fucking people have nothing they wanna fight for
eyes up on the pack i keep looking until my eyes sore
racking up the bodies dont stop til i get a high score
high score pussy bitches i dont have the time for

time for all you fake fucks i said dont play with me
and if you think im gonna die might have to wait and see
i cant connect to my own head think i got latency
and im just waiting for the day im waiting patiently not
and all this rain up in the sky think thats the sound of the gods
and i be knocking both yo teeth out clean it up with some gauze

pause you aint nothing but a bitch boy
leave the fucking scene dont mean a thing you getting ripped boy

find me you can never find me
bitch i give a fuck shoot out the window aiming blindly
all this fucking blood im fucking losing need an iv
cutting both my wrist just for the fix im never trying

stupid bitch im never trying
get the fuck away i dont know what the fuck you eyeing
horns up on my head said look again im not a viking
angels surround me dont need a thing whenever i sing

choppa go boom
heads start to turn when i walk in the room
off of the drugs i got nothing to do
hot on the block but i still keep my cool

oh thats cool
off the pill bitch im acting a fool
in the shed bitch im grabbing the tool
and yo body get thrown in the pool

oh oh you spite me
8x

SPITE ME (FT. TRIPLE777/BROKIE) (PROD. SAURON)

What do you want from a motha fucka like me,
always try to bite me insisting you don’t like me,
What the fuck is that just be honest you dick riding,
Breakin down these doors like here’s Jonny from the shining,
How it is what it do nothin just surviving,
Spit in the face of stress catch me smiling enlightened,
What do you have to prove to me that’s so fucking enticing,
Buddy I get giddy when the bullies slight me,
I’ve been doing this for 6 years,
When I was 14 they said I couldn’t be here,
And now I’m 19 and boy I fuckin see clear,
Ima gotta clean up all the maggots out my damn ears,
I bumb my music in public they wonder who made it it’s funny how I search for passion and y’all gon hate it,
I Don’t notice you the real ones come through but not for a placement you poppin medication I get the bag no hesitation,
All they wanna do is see me fall,
They holla at a dawg really holla at a god,
They hate it when I say that but I don’t give a fuck,
You pussys on the internet you need some fuckin sun light,
You should let me live my own life,
My definition of success has reached new heights,
In due time you gon grow and understand I’m right,
Or die like you is cause you didn’t expand yo mind,

I’m In da struggle we still eating off the ebt,
I’m always calm,
I’m smoking nicotine and Cbd,
At this point I don’t give a fuck if you believe in me,
I’ll do this shit myself if that’s how it’s gon need to be,  
And fuck the fame bitch I been looking for the infamy,
That’s it for me,
I swear to god they got it in for me,
I’m pissed to be the underdog like dawg I’m making history,
And if you ain’t apart of this shit then you ain’t shit to me, 
We some motherfucking monsters underneath ye bed,
I Wrap ya body up and lay the dirt beneath ya head,
And if I’m pressed then I promise that we won’t need the feds!
And thats it.

UNDERLORD

MAGGOTS

MAGGOTS - FT. FREAK (PROD. CAVEMAN)

If you askin for a hand out,
I’m handing you my cock,
Who do you think I am,
I don’t think you think at all,
Go and eat shit,
I don’t associate with loss,
I know You think of me a lot,
But know you not In my thoughts yuh,
I already forgot,
Who the hell are you again talkin big talk,
It’s like nah,
Bruh,
Nobody give a fuck,
You talkin to a brick wall pussy shut the fuck up,
The underlord swim in a sea of bones,
He watch you decompose,
It’s what he love the most,
More than goth hoes snortin coke up on they nose,
He like to watch em fold,
He’ll know he’ll get the dough,
It ain’t about the numbers but t7 finna grow while you run in some circles like yo momma dance on stripper poles,
You already know
I be killin shit,
I be killin shit just like im bill bitch,
Fuck yeah I turn this function to kill bill,
Fuck you I turn this function to kill bill,
Fuck you I turn this function to kill bill,
Fuck you I turn this function to kill bill,
Fuck yeah I turn this function to kill bill,
Fuck you I turn this function to kill bill,
Fuck you I turn this function to kill bill,
Fuck you I turn this function to kill bill,

Bitch I love to kill shit,
Steal shit,
All about my bills shit,
Nigga run up on me,
Like go go I’m bouta spill shit,
All you niggas corny on my soul,
Nigga that real shit, 
Lil bitch,
Watch how it gets cold,
And I get real lit,
Blood all on my face, 
And on my hands, 
The way I drill shit,
Fuck,
Don’t know exactly what you thought it was,
Me and my niggas ridin round, 
Straight covered in fucking blood,
Niggas thinkin shit sweet,
we pull your fuckin card,
Boy you pressed then cut up,
Like the pussy you are,
Straps on me real lethal,
This ain’t the internet you fuckin wit some real people,
Ain’t no Doxxin we pull up on you,
It gets real evil,
Like really real evil,
Ain’t no fake internet thugs,
We really kill people,
Yo head get thrown over a rail, 
Just like damn feeble,
You thought bitch ass could compare, 
Nigga we not equal!

Fuck yeah I turn this function to kill bill,
Fuck you I turn this function to kill bill,
Fuck you I turn this function to kill bill,
Fuck you I turn this function to kill bill,
Fuck yeah I turn this function to kill bill,
Fuck you I turn this function to kill bill,
Fuck you I turn this function to kill bill,
Fuck you I turn this function to kill bill,

KILLBILL

KILLBILL - FT. SOTOKSIK (PROD. BCLARK)

FENTANYL - CXRPSE FT. Eddison

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lyric
Bitch I got mufucking bags on me
Don’t get no sleep I got bags on me
Got them all mad putting bags on me
And if u don’t want the smoke u can stop all this blasphemy
2x

And I don’t give a fuck u can put me in a casket
Gas up in my lungs got me blowing out a gasket
Carry all my weight I could never carry baggage
Deep up in the night i said I’m making it so tragic 
Do a money dance and now they put me in a pageant aye
You ain’t got the drive or got the passion aye
Blood up on my fit up on my fabric aye
I don’t give a fuck about a status 

Ok wait I’m grabbing the rope I’m bouta go jump I’m still fighting for hope
I’m back on my bully get put in a gutter the water be flowing I’m
making em choke 
And I rip out neck no executioner 
And I’m up in this bitch getting stupid first
And you talking that shit you get stupid hurt
And I’m living my life so peculiar 

Bitch she wanna fuck me I can’t blame her
Come into the spot now you in danger
2x

Bitch I got mufucking bags on me
Don’t get no sleep I got bags on me
Got them all mad putting bags on me
And if u don’t want the smoke u can stop all this blasphemy
4x

Bitch she wanna fuck me I can’t blame her
Come into the spot now you in danger
2x

BLASPHEMY (PROD. TRIPLESIXDELETE)

Trvie! - DEDICATION! (prod. placerstar + wayflame & wh0eskeit)

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