PROD. SANPERSEUS

LYRICS:

BLCKK:

WAKE THE FUCK UP, YEAH
WHAT THE FUCK'S UP. YEAH
ON MY SHIT
OUTSIDE ON SOME OTHER SHIT
I JUST GOT MY MONEY IN
X2

MURDER SHIT
LOOK WHAT'S IN MY POCKET BITCH
FOUND OUT WHERE THE PROBLEM IS
HAD MY PEOPLE HANDLE IT
FUCK YOU FUCK Y'ALL CHILDREN BITCH
I KEEP DREAMIN' BULLET SHIT
I COULD GET Y'ALL RIBS SPLIT
FUCK Y'ALL FUCKING EVERYTHING

SINCE I WAS FIFTEEN I NOTICED Y'ALL TOO FUCKED UP TO STAY FOCUSED
I HOPE THAT BITCH OD AND GO TO HELL, I WISH YOU WELL
PUT Y'ALL HANDS ON ME BITCH
I BET I DIE 'FOR I SWITCH
Y'ALL RIP MY SHIT 'CAUSE YOU NEED IT I STOMP THE FUCK OUT Y'ALL NIECES

BEAMY:

ALL THIS SHIT A JOKE
X4

ALL THE KIDS ON COKE
FENTY POWDER, HENNY, HOW WE DO IT
KILLIN' OFF A GENERATION NOTHING BUT INFLUENCE

SEVENTEEN, INSEMINATED FROM THE POKIN, GOTTA RIP YOU OPEN
AIN'T NO JOKIN', KILL YOURSELF ALONE ALL OVER THE SHIT YOU POSTED
WE GOERS, RAPPERS EATIN', OVERFLOWING NEVER FIX THEY HEAD
YOU GOT WHAT YOU PAID AND IT AIN'T NO HOPE LEFT FOR THE BITCH YOU WRECKED

EVERYBODY HATE ON THE GANG 'CAUSE THEY JUST WANNA BE LIKE US
BITCH I'M 'BOUTTA BUSS I JUST FUCK MY BITCH RIGHT I DON'T GOT NO CRUSH
I AIN'T 'NUN LIKE ALL THESE JUNKIES GET MY SLEEP 'FOR THE SUN COME UP
SPIDER GANG THE GANG, WE DON'T GANGBANG BUT STILL FINNA FUCK 'SUM UP

BLCKK:

WAKE THE FUCK UP, YEAH
WHAT THE FUCK'S UP. YEAH
ON MY SHIT
OUTSIDE ON SOME OTHER SHIT
I JUST GOT MY MONEY IN
X2

MUSIC VIDEO

ANTHEM FEAT. BRUHMANEGOD

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IM SCARED TO BE 30 AND STILL RAPPING LIKE YOU NIGGAS (BEAUTIFUL PANIC ATTACK REWORK) - CXRPSE

@ssjcxrpse
@ghostieantiworld

A karmic cycle is a repetitious pattern of events, emotions, or realizations that occur in your life. It appears in your life as an opportunity to break negative cycles and subsequently reap great wisdom.

Do you realize what you just did? w/ CXRPSE (prod. Ghostie)

Lyrics

Took his bitch 
Now she doin what I say so

Talkin shit
Give the pussy boy a halo 

Government 
We don’t know the shit that they know

Benefit 
From the wars they steal our bag bro

Get that fuckin bag ho

bring no fuckin money back

That No bueno

I’m in space 

When Im high I find my way home

Gimme brain

Then I send her on her way home

Aye aye

Ride with a stick
I’m drunk woke up like this
Fuckin it up then I dip like this
Pull up I take yo bitch then dip
You know I don’t give a fuck about shit
Fucked up
How did I end up like this
Been through so much everyday I feel pissed

Took his bitch 
Now she doin what I say so

Talkin shit
Give the pussy boy a halo 

Government 
We don’t know the shit that they know

Benefit 
From the wars they steal our bag bro


Shadow realm
fell in hell

What the fuck is there to tell
When I can’t yell

Try my best to scream for help
It won’t come out

The demon lives inside my head
Controls my mouth

Took his bitch 
Now she doin what I say so

Talkin shit
Give the pussy boy a halo 

Government 
We don’t know the shit that they know

Benefit 
From the wars they steal our bag bro

Get that fuckin bag ho

bring no fuckin money back

That No bueno

I’m in space 

When Im high I find my way home

Gimme brain

Then I send her on her way home

Aye aye

(Bridge)

Took his bitch now she doin what I say so
Talkin shit give that pussy boy a halo

NO (PROD. BRONK)

FEEL THE PAIN, I WANT YOU TO FEEL THE PAIN!
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Lyrics: https://genius.com/Killtak-feel-the-pain-lyrics

FEEL THE PAIN w/ REJECTEDREYNA, LUISPRODUCEDIT [prod. JOPXT/MASONMANSON]

tUhk 2 m@nY, sHiT @1n't w0rk!n ⚙️🛠️

featuring: @954eddison
prod. by: @prod.vilex x @endjesse
artwork: @kxbvch

LYRICS:
[HOOK]
I BEEN TRYNA GET FUCKED UP BUT SHIT AIN'T WORKING
RAN UP IN HIS SHIT, BITCH I GOT DRUGS UP ON MY PERSON
LATELY I BEEN SEARCHING FOR MY PUROPSE, WORTHLESS.
AR'S OUT THE WHIP BITCH I BEEN CIRCLING, LURKING

I SHOOT PERPENDICULAR SO BOY YOU BETTER DUCK
I GOT GRAMS UP ON THE COUNTER SO MY FINGERS GETTING STUCK
I BEEN GEEKING OFF DEM PILLS AND FUCKING DIFFERENT COLOR SLUTS
IMMA DOG THAT SHAWTY OUT AND DOG THAT PUSSY LIKE A MUTT, LIKE A SMUT, LIKE A SLUT

CALL THE PLUG UP ON WEDNESDAY, OD ON A FRIDAY
HOW TF THE COPS GON ARREST ME IN MY DRIVEWAY
I REMEMBER JUGGIN ALL DEM BAGS OFF OF MYSPACE
LIL SHAWTY BAD COME AND SIT UP ON MY FACE

RACKS IN THE BACK W/ THE SHROOMS
IMMA LET IT SPRAY AND PUT THAT BITCH UP ON THE NEWS
I WAS WITH THE SADUI RIDING ROUND UP IN THE DUNES
RATHER SLIDE DOWN ON THAT BOY AND BUSS A MOTHA FUCKIN MOVE!

[HOOK]

[EDDISON]
I DON'T GIVE A FUCK
BOY YOU BETTER DUCK
MONEY IN MY POCKET SO MUCH THAT I CAN'T STUFF
N*GGAS MAD I WALKED IN W/ MY MOTHA FUCKIN BALLS OUT
TRAPPIN ON THE FLOOR I GOT THE MOTHA FUCKIN GUAP OUT

WE GON STAND ON TOP OF ???
CAME IN W/ A STICK
I STAND ON MY MONEY, IM LIKE 7'6"
IM TALL THAN A BITCH
IM TALLER THAN SHIT
WHEN I WALK IN W/ THE POLE IT GON MAKE A N*GGA SICK

I MIGHT PUT A FUCKIN XAN IN MY LEAN LIKE 2017
BITCH ALL ON MY DICK, I TOLD THAT BITCH THAT SHE CAN ???
BITCH IM W/ THE GOATS, CUZ I AM A GOAT, BITCH

⚙️ SPOTIFY ⚙️

NOT WORKING FT. EDDISON (PROD. VILEX X 3RROR)

holy fucking shit (prod. diklordefenil x takizava)

BLINDED BY GOD (FEAT. EDDISON)(PROD. FU_CK)

CURTIS [PROD. CUBE]

art by @c3of
prod. @chase_noir

lyrics:
hypocrites look me in my face
pissing me off
wanna put them all in a grave
just let me know
what you trying to do today
cuz i really wanna bash your
brains in

i dont fuck with anybody at all
its not joke
i hate going out in public
id rather sit home and choke
tryna have a conversation
im thinking of overdose
check the miligram 
and shove all the silly pills
in my throat

leave the blood on the leaves
they get no reprieve
you’re better off
not speaking to me
i want you to bleed
i want you to be
dead
i will not stop till i see that
im on the fringe
of insanity
that i never wanted,
but have to be
dont care if anyones mad at me

hypocrites look me in my face
pissing me off
wanna put them all in a grave
just let me know
what you trying to do today
cuz i really wanna bash your
brains in

nowhere is a safe haven
theres no time for conversation
im ontop of the trees and i mob
with the ravens
ive never been an inspiration

i hate to watch the scene die out
everything got a price now
leave em all down in the dirt, watch em dry out
let the blood fall from my mouth

LISTEN

KILLING PEOPLE FOR THE BETTERMENT OF THE PLANET

SHOUTOUT ICP

I own your words
I own your thoughts
On god I feel like Elon musk
In information we don’t trust
I see those guts, I beat those up
I need more rush, my feet don’t touch
The sea or mud, I eat on dust
I’m on my phone, I’ll be the cuffs
I feed the feed, I’m out of touch
I got that bag, I caught that bluff
I eat the fat, I hit that blunt
Fuck all that talk, don’t need yo lungs
That ho is stuck, empty yo cum
You know wassup, I feel so crunk
I feel so dumb, I feel no fucks
I feel so dumb, I feel no none
I feel so dumb, I feel no none

Think before I speak, uh huh
No practice ‘fore I preach, uh huh
Ion stream, I’m bumping leaks, uh huh
I’m geeked up in my seat
I’m up all night, I’m up all week, uh huh
Your sleep is for the weak, uh huh
Blue light come out my screen, uh huh
I post before I eat, uh huh

Like bitch I got that shit on me
Bitch I got that shit in me
Life too short for misery
Living on my twitter feed
I’m dmt and ketamine
Serotonin, dopamine
There really is no hope for me
But ain’t that how it’s supposed to be
The algorithm’s broken me
That’s all I got
These thoughts don’t do nothing but just stir inside the pot
Too many opinions, they just bring my brain rot
Eggs all in a basket, eventually become a
Bird brain

I own your words
I own your thoughts
On god I feel like Elon musk
In information we don’t trust
I see those guts, I beat those up
I need more rush, my feet don’t touch
The sea or mud, I eat on dust
I’m on my phone, I’ll be the cuffs
I feed the feed, I’m out of touch
I got that bag, I caught that bluff
I eat the fat, I hit that blunt
Fuck all that talk, don’t need yo lungs
That ho is stuck, empty yo cum
You know wassup, I feel so crunk
I feel so dumb, I feel no fucks
I feel so dumb, I feel no none
I feel so dumb, I feel no none