999/Dead Inside

seems i am never quitting trap metal completely

SPINBACK FLIP @COMETHAZINE

Caution the clique we don’t miss we’ll make your heart race then erase any trace of this place, war
Serrated blade size of a sword, hardcore I need more gore galore 
Off of the rip its off with your head and off with your limbs
Ouija’s beatings leaving weakened meaning, life of the kid
Off of a whim Im swishing the rim think that Im him
A bottle’s bottom topples all of the men, begin
Capitol O decapitate foes, the less that you know the better need green, guns and cheddar mild
Squeeze, scream, bleed, steam from thunder while
These pleas leave streets and gutters, wild
Don’t mean to impose, demeanor is cold, that means my heart froze, shout out bro, we juxtapose hoe
Even demons dream of Ouija pleading give him his soul
Tape hate date rape fate demeaning a hoe
Make way for the mane straight breaking the code
In my zone smoking bones of O, yo hot box pop rocks smelling, face it alone
Non stop drops underground where I’m home
The verbal oppressor professor, burning the pressure my pleasure, terminal illness you feel this never the lesser trend killer
I got an itch in the back of my mind only a weapon can fix Im convinced, Ill always be this sick 
Fuck the mosque, the church will burn, lets hit the synagogue
Every person learns there’s nothing after all
Death Im not concerned I’d rather see the fall
Of the human worms, the blessings of the saw
A call to maul, Allah I lost my sense of wrong
Kali Ma, the God of Death, Im tapped in with the law
Not the jakes, the fakes I face they featherweight
Better yet I bet that I could him levitate
Its the Delirious G O D, but fuck what you heard hoe you don’t know me
Flipping up the bird since before ‘03
I can get you served if you need that weed, the green
I got no rivals, you try me get stifled, get stuck with the rifle with sticks like I’m tribal, you dead on arrival, you idle, a demon left deep in hell, king is my title
Dont get your shit beat in dont end up six feet and your friends wont have to mourn a story another missing man
Stab wounds leaking salt to rub in
Stiffen up your nerves disturbed lets burn loose ends
Confident conquering all of it slaughtering prophetic offering awful and ominous 
Carcasses tarnish the granite granted Im welcoming mess
Im with the Missing cadets, you best be sending your best
Missing stepping on necks kid
I plead the 5th and I bleed a 5th
Smoke Cheetah piss, love how the reefer hit
Toking dope alone a broken soul known for spliffs 
Hopeless joker never sober think Im losing it

All Gods Go To Hell (prod. JPatz)

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[Testo di "Porto il Commerciale"]

[Strofa 1: Kid Yugi]
Sto inseguendo i soldi, i soldi sono la mia crush
Faccio il guadagno dalla droga, dawg, io non vendo le Puff
Abbiamo creato un sistema assai prima del Jobs Act
Per togliermi dal game non serve il ferro ma un debug
Se continuo di 'sto passo, potrei diventare un must
Sono il migliore del mio campo, sono il coca rap T-A
Da piccino sempe a ddorme, da guagnone i solde abbasce
Gli infami moriranno tutti soffocati da un ball gag
Uoh, ne muoviamo assai, sposto come uno snow truck
A Bari con la società, i boss mi fanno: "Big up"
Un milione ti abbellisce, quindi mo aspetto il glow up
Porto paracodeina anche se vogliono il Wockhardt

[Pre-Ritornello: Kid Yugi]
Porto il commerciale anche se vuoi fumarti un blunt
Prendo MDMA, ho la mandibola di un chad
Io mi scopo a sangue il beat, Spotify come Pornhub
Senti cipollini a terra, poi balli come in Step Up

[Ritornello: Kid Yugi & Artie 5ive]
Porto il commerciale anche se vuoi fumarti il crack
Prendo dieci paste fucsia, parlo come Daffy Duck
Non faccio mai palestra, ma c'ho le narici in pump
Se arrivano gli sbirri, corro come Forrest Gump
Porto il commerciale anche se vuoi fumarti il crack
Prendo dieci paste fucsia, parlo come Daffy Duck
Non faccio mai palestra, ma c'ho le narici in pump
Se arrivano gli sbirri, corro come Forrest Gump (5ive)

[Strofa 2: Artie 5ive]
Porto il commerciale anche se mi chiedono un feat (Ah)
Porto le vitamine se hai bisogno di ansiolitici, ah (Yeah, yeah)
Due bambine, hanno diciott'anni appena compiuti
È la postale che sgama tutti i pedo sul tuo computer (Fuck, fuck)
Ho le buste, cerca le carte rare nella busta (Nella)
Hustler and scammer, una catena di risto' (Uah-uah)
Volevano il beef con me, ma ho portato il pollo fritto (Uah)
Un pappone, porto il commerciale anche se vuoi le troie (Le ho)
Porto solo mio fratello se dobbiamo litigare (Grr-pow)
Tu porta chi ti pare, poi gli spariamo alle gambe (Grr-grr-pow)
Vorresti farmi brutto, sei solo un bambino gracile (Ah)
Io porto il commerciale anche se tu c'avevi fame (Infame)

[Ritornello: Kid Yugi]
Porto il commerciale anche se vuoi fumarti il crack
Prendo dieci paste fucsia, parlo come Daffy Duck
Non faccio mai palestra, ma c'ho le narici in pump
Se arrivano gli sbirri, corro come Forrest Gump
Porto il commerciale anche se vuoi fumarti il crack
Prendo dieci paste fucsia, parlo come Daffy Duck
Non faccio mai palestra, ma c'ho le narici in pump
Se arrivano gli sbirri, corro come Forrest Gump

「KID YUGI + COMETHAZINE」 - PORTO IL COMMERCIALE x WALK MASHUP

Comethazine - Demi Lovato (Prod. NamVet)

im just looking for some peace and quiet 
“Where Is My Mind” by max hill 
produced by max hill; Eastt; azma  

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Where Is My Mind

SLEEN - BarryBonds Freestyle PROD. SLEEN

Let me die faster, nothing really matters, heart been on a platter, my life been disaster, cranium shattered, my brain matter scattered, fuck what comes after, stab me with my back turned
Tryna recall happiness or how it shouldve felt
and it doesn’t ring a bell
Ive been feeling this way back before 2012
I hope you find some peace yourself
I’ve been tryna find the piece that’s gone send me to hell
From this life I finally bail I guess, I guess I won’t live to tell
I meant, I meant can you put me on the shelf? 
Do you think that I could be helped? The only thing that holds my head high is the belt
Hows the motherfucking room smell? After a few weeks of Missing all they think what can we sell? Whats his email? I need every single detail, let me take what’s valuable, you know that he won’t be here 
Start to see clear, but only on my death bed can I say Ive seen fear and not from me dear
Got you Shocked you seen my body its like headlights to deer
I’ve been waiting my whole life and now it’s time the ends near
Dont shed me fake tears, over my body dont copy, prolly forget about me its mere, please let me disappear 


Remembrance of the Ghost Boy (prod. Sphynx)

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