SUICIDE AT THE HANDS OF YOUR GOD VOL III

Listen to the last EP here:
https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLoXN_W2g0QZ-h3oE23phfzTttXlcptsEC

Producer:
https://www.youtube.com/@Chillumboom

LYRIC VID:
https://youtu.be/p-0lSgf_Xws


Socials:
IG: https://www.instagram.com/swishab505/
YT: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UC5rbOUJJZe4UDBY4_8g-2FQ
TWITCH: www.twitch.tv/swishab

Lyrics:
clock goes tick tick
as i hear the doc saying sip this
what have i witnessed?
a mission
from these masked cobras hissing
a vision
sent below from your god
telling hit this i missed this

spitting these hits against lil tourette's fits
had to take a back seat up in this bitch
like i let my chick rip this shit
slapping drums like her ass 
when she's wanting to hit
it's swisha b
straight moving your girls hips

so get strapped buckled and fastened in
where in the chapters of depression shall I begin?
with everything that's happened why would i rap again?
try to reach god's line but the devil's tapping in

laughing at my wins counting on my sins
to take over
losing all my friends moving this auto pen
tryna remain sober
like britney spears this game needs a make over
as i plug in my controller i'm running over

everything up in my path
yeah bitch get mad
the antichrist
spitting hieroglyphic rhymes is back
and i gotta ask
how many minors ass do the bidens gotta grab
before we start giving a crap?
and they think the orange man is big and bad
i remember not shipping a bag to these elites at high mass

gas companies waving the white flag
i've been taking a stand and biting at the hand
covering my eyes from the past
how these politicians getting votes from under the grass?
7 percent tax? tell them to kiss my pale ass

ship em a picture and have it stamped
i'm mixing these vocals up in the lab
knowing what gender i am
oh shit here's swisha loading another mag
while i got the chance before they have my ass banned

canceled and dragged all over them shitty TMZ ads 
on snapchat bitches posting on their story about their get backs
instead of giving back
yeah you ask me that shit is wack
coming against the mighty swisha b you're no match

i ain't popping tags or copping bags 
i'm just busting raps on these fucking fags
counting cash when they ain't never struggled for the stash
so get back before i show you the stainless of a real click clack
chewing on you tic tacs 
blowing gas hoping that them views stack
it's real sad seeing you pussies up in the lab blow your hard cash
just to get some fans on your ass

yeah swisha

Swisha B - LIES FROM A POLITICIAN SOUND LIKE TRUTH WHEN THERE'S MONEY INVOLVED (prod. chillium boom)

SUICIDE AT THE HANDS OF YOUR GOD VOL III

Listen to the last EP here:
https://soundcloud.com/swishabproductions/sets/suicide-at-the-hands-of-your-1

LYRIC VID:
https://youtu.be/kv0GOdQ-CDk

Producer:
https://www.youtube.com/@underbyteunderbyteunderbyte

Socials:
IG: https://www.instagram.com/swishab505/
YT: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UC5rbOUJJZe4UDBY4_8g-2FQ

Lyrics:
i feel like omar the way i’m jacking these rappers 
y'all sounding and looking the same just like some jack o lanterns
i’m back spitting patterns
until the dust scatters
venus crashes into saturn
and i turn this hip hop ladder to a steep hill
he said he growing faster but he lacks the skills
and motivation just to get his mental to heal
resorting to sneak dissing instead of being real
why you wanna do this beefing instead of be chill
i gave you the tools you need to build 

but you’d rather tear me down 
plot with my family on how you can steal my sound
but don’t get it twisted when this giants around 
i step on towns 
verbs and the nouns that leave my motherfucking mouth

quiet in public cause all my eyes see is fronting
but when these bars get to dumping 
i sound like a trumpet that’s got nothing to lose
the last living proof of the lyrical truth
tryna inspire the youth
to do the best in whatever they choose 
and who the fuck are you 

to tell me what i can’t be 
my rhymes are stampedes
a thousand elephants and your under their feet
when i defeat every last soul mentioning 
swisha b
hold my coat please i’m tryna feel the breeze
i’ll leave when i’m 6 feet deep underneath 
i smell the jealousy and honestly it’s straight funny to me
till your boy fucking bleeds lies deceased 
imma leave these pages creased 
like the seams to these jeans 

tried all i could to save the scene 
yet it seems i’m not the hero they need
but a villain plotting villainous schemes to find 
a reason to be
cause as you can see 
i’m just some cast away
at sea
no matter how much i pray
he leaves
and i ain’t even got the confidence to say 
i needed help

voices telling me i’m just dust on a shelf
another hung belt
just to show you what i’ve dealt with
omar in my blood till my lungs quit 
and you pussy rappers suck 
like an ugly bitch

swisha hoe

Swisha B - OMAR (prod. underbyte)

lyrics:

i said whats up lil bitch
i got big bands lil bitch
pull up in a drop top yea i keep a glock 
i keep it on my hip
i dont need no fake love around me
gettin high as fuck i might od
dropped a couple songs now she want me
chrome hearts my fit, keep it highkey

i said whats up lil bitch
i got big bands lil bitch
pull up in a drop top yea i keep a glock 
i keep it on my hip
i dont need no fake love around me
gettin high as fuck i might od
dropped a couple songs now she want me
chrome hearts my fit, keep it highkey

i just spent racks on my fit 
i got hella ice on my wrist
yo boyfriend mad he a bitch
he can never do it like this
that boy talkin smack
i show him wassup
he think he the shit
tell that to my glock
i always stay strapped
i keep that shit tucked
money comin in
im like yo what the fuck
dont want fake love around me
your bitch she calls me daddy
she said she wanna date me
lil bitch u cant be for me
i cant fall in love
cuz that shit dont last
so sick of these hoes
show my love to the cash
show my love to the cash
 
i said whats up lil bitch
i got big bands lil bitch
pull up in a drop top yea i keep a glock 
i keep it on my hip
i dont need no fake love around me
gettin high as fuck i might od
dropped a couple songs now she want me
chrome hearts my fit, keep it highkey

i said whats up lil bitch
i got big bands lil bitch
pull up in a drop top yea i keep a glock 
i keep it on my hip
i dont need no fake love around me
gettin high as fuck i might od
dropped a couple songs now she want me
chrome hearts my fit, keep it highkey

fake love (prod. necu)

SUICIDE AT THE HANDS OF YOUR GOD VOL III

LMV LINK: 

Check out the last EP here:
www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLo…23phfzTttXlcptsEC

Producer:
https://www.youtube.com/@Ghowste

Socials:
IG: www.instagram.com/swishab505/
YT: www.youtube.com/channel/UC5rbOUJJZe4UDBY4_8g-2FQ
TWITCH: www.twitch.tv/swishab

Lyrics:
white owl on the prowl
searching the ground
for your hound
my bad i meant my next meal

ow
swisha why you gotta spit like that?
cause i'm high off a tab
my dealer gave me 20 grams
and I ain't even paid half

so blasted you thought I was rocket
maybe if dollars stop hitting my pockets
the drug habit I'd cop it
like george floyd's death on your tv
it's what these politicians want from these MC's 
feeding lies to your babies 
maybe the swisha we know was never crazy
your just mad your god made me
so taste these

call your girl OBJ the way she wears my nuts like a chin guard
bitch I been hard way before these jails had bars
and you pussies writing started thinking your pen would get you far
now look where you are getting bitched out while your hoe crawls 
on these paws straight to a young boy's drawers
uh

and I ain't gonna look her in the eye
when this knife swipes
ending her life
body arrived
to the hospital barely alive
I mean it when I type
I'm not the motherfucker your looking to try

it's swish to the B till they ain't got nothin to find
like some rappers hoe I was talking bout in the last rhyme
and I know I'm short on time
but it's fuck that mask wearing play buying bitch one time

505

yeah

Swisha B - THE KID NAMED LUCY WITH A WHITE OWL FREESTYLE (prod. ghowste)

Listen to the last EP here:
https://youtube.com/playlist?list=PLoXN_W2g0QZ8M09Ts5YlPBUl32bMdFM1P&si=4nX2RrPJayNb0_nG

Producer:
https://www.youtube.com/@prodbyallegacy

Lyrics:
tell me girl,
does love really come from cupid?
if it does I must be fucking stupid
moving through relationships feeling used
but i'm used to it
i done lost my whole career without even blinking at it

i ain't tryna pretend i'm better
god knows that was never
my flow or whatever
i'm just tryna brace for the weather
whenever the leather
gets tighter round your boys neck
no sweat i'm next
in the fire and flames
i ain't stopping until my names to blame
for the way these kids swearing again
easier for them then moving this pad and pen
or me finding friends

cause in the end no really cares but yourself
every teacher up in school had my name misspelled
guess that's what you get when all you know is expelled
ms. crunk wondering why can't B just control himself?

to be honest
any topic with school
made me drool
i was having words pop and lock it
and my fam thinks it's cool
so who the hell are you to teach me anything?
swisha gonna lock this game down like a wedding ring
you'd think finishing this song would make me happy it's a depressing thing
selling parts of my soul to these depressed fucks listening

it makes me bitter
to the point i don't wanna hear
a single sentence given
by any of these nosy bitches
tryna pry in my private business
tryna steer clear of another witness

to this mountain of a shit list created
yeah i know they see me high and they hate it
i'm waving hi as i'm blazing another ounce of that haze again
once more it's swisha the amazing
tasting licking and rolling up on some drums
smoked up one puff boy i can't get enough
i'm nuts i leave em ashed up wanting none
i could get you bagged up without the gun
son

swish

katherine's kill poem interlude (prod. allegacy)

America's Least Wanted

Mixed and Mastered by:
me lmao fuck you fake ass friends

Producer:
https://www.youtube.com/@prodbyslae

Lyrics:
everywhere I go all these bitches wanna suck it
and i ain't got a problem with it i just think its funny
how i'm spitting flows like jordan be making buckets
like shaq up at the free throw line your boy just fucking dunks it
and if he got a problem pussy boy you better run it
sick of all this talking but they wanna change the subject
tell me why you think you hard but really you just been nothing
all these fucking beats i crush like donkey kong when he stompin

everybody get back 
its a fucking fire hazard
this shawty wanna get low
till she can't feel no more
imma keep snapping on these beats till i can't feel my toes
why they keep lying through they teeth with pinocchio nose

hand off
and imma run it back
hand off
and imma run it run it
hand off
and imma run it back
hand off 
and imma run it run it

adrian peterson ain't got shit on me (prod. slae)

MAIN CHANNEL:
https://soundcloud.com/swishabproductions

PRODUCER:
https://www.youtube.com/@prodbyslae

Lyrics:
welcome to the dog pound
where motherfuckers get chewed out
i be speaking on these beats cause i'm zooted out
on the couch
from smoking that fucking loud
motherfuckers think its a game till i run up in your fucking house
yeah

mr shut em down
when they turn around
motherfuckers say they lifting weights
pussy i've been lifting pounds
said his songs fire bitch its better muted on surround
when i turn em down
when i turn em down 
yeah

get turnt for the caucasian real quick
all these bitches on my dick
only give em one lick
yeah she begging me to hit
but i don't think its gonna fit
when i'm spitting in this bitch you better listen real quick
yeah huh

yeah i know you seem mad with the kid
but i'm busting out the bucket give a fuck about the lid
yeah they talking all that shit that they wish they would've did
but i'm smoking on that shit that you never fucking did
yeah huh

yeah run up on me
i got guns up on me
motherfuckers thinking that i'm sweet until i run up on you
huh
yeah 
try to stop me
i got people watching
keep on talking up on twitter you gon need a fucking coffin
huh

yeah baby get turnt for the caucasian
i'm in first place and there ain't no chasing
all this ass up in my face i think my mind start racing
all these pussies wanna be me but they on they page faking
i be in the backstreets tryna find a new vacants
i be rolling too deep steady smoking heavy pressure
bitches call me big dick B in the bedroom but we wont measure
i be beating on they heads like we fucking playing tether 
yeah

get turnt for the kid real quick
and if they ain't punch they ass in the ribs
i be going win after win like 88 mike tyson
in his prime bitch straight outta the gym
motherfucker

welcome to the dog pound
where motherfuckers get chewed out
i be speaking on these beats cause i'm zooted out
on the couch
from smoking that fucking loud
motherfuckers think its a game till i run up in your fucking house
yeah

mr shut em down
when they turn around
motherfuckers say they lifting weights
pussy i've been lifting pounds
said his songs fire bitch its better muted on surround
when i turn em down
when i turn em down 
yeah

get turnt for the caucasian real quick
all these bitches on my dick
only give em one lick

Swisha B - LIES FROM A POLITICIAN SOUND LIKE TRUTH WHEN THERE'S MONEY INVOLVED (prod. chillium boom)

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