chump change (p. bumboi)

FEININ

GUTS!

indifferent

NATIONWIDE!

RUMBLE

the physical impossibility of death in the mind of someone living

TOMMY WRIGHT 3

watch yo step

mom, it's not a phase! (ft. PSVCH and Wildmvtt)

@sawhlore1 @onihara

Another day, another faggot getting pieces sliced up out of him
I’m crazy when I’m tempered, sorcery in this bitch like Kaisen 
Got chemicals in a pot, I’m stirring this bitch, I’m making poison
And I’m lacing my morning blunts, so I’ll be starting my days off well

And I’m lacing my morning blunts, so I’ll be starting my days off well then
Got a trailer full limbs and valuables, I’m attaching it with my bull pen
Been huffing that foreign shit, I don’t get shit in my continent
Don’t get shit in my continent, I’m elite

Keep a blade on me like always, paranoid of my surroundings
Yeah I’m staring down they necks waiting, checking my surroundings
I’m ranting to my bitch, losing grip on my surroundings
And I’m busting on her chest, I got millions on that bitch

Wavy shit that I be spitting on, lil bitch I need a pomade
On my head, you pussies always in my temple, AKA skull cave

I be dwelling in my cave, my own home, my own space (x2)

Hella sniff before I K you down, I’m spaced out
Hella clips that I been laying down, never running out
Hella blocks I’m running through this shit, always chase down
Hella flocks of herd I Shepard out, with a slave gown

I been down but also up (x8)

Keep a kit beside me, stocked up
Keep a blade against your throat, sliced up
Keep a lighter on me, stocked up
Keep a hooker on my waist, always up

KEEPER [SAWHLORE + ONIHARA]

PRODUCED BY @BLVEPSYCH
ART BY @WILDMVTT

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[PSYCHONAUTS]

@fuckscorn

Bug the motherfuckers eyes, creating crickets
I’m tearing at his torso, yeah I’m cooking into brisket
I made the faggot whimper on my chest, as he kicking it
One more kick to his liver, now he drop dead

I’m spiking hella drinks up in this bitch cuz I’m a fuckwit
Got nobody left to fuck with
I puncture my own chest because I’m bored to hell got nothing
I’m crushing medication, putting on top of my own bong rips
I wonder if I’ll drop dead, I wish

Feeling hardcore, might as well just crush more
Might as well put yourself in a cage, cuz I catch bores
Put you in situation you cannot escape, I ain’t jigsaw
Shish you, top to bottom, now you stripping whore 

Come and push me, try and you get trapped up
Got a wire trap and it letting off a shotgun (x2)

Bug the motherfuckers eyes, I’m creating crickets
I’m tearing at his torso, yeah I’m cooking into brisket
I made the faggot whimper on my chest, as he kicking it
One more kick to his liver, now he drop dead

I’m spiking hella drinks up in this bitch cuz I’m a fuckwit
Got nobody left to fuck with
I puncture my own chest because I’m bored to hell got nothing
I’m crushing medication, putting on top of my own bong rips
I wonder if I’ll drop dead, I wish

FUCKWIT [SCORN]

ALREADY DEAD w/ M44A1 + C4CEO [SHAHADA]

WONDERS w/ RUGS [PSVCH]

art by my sexy girlfriend 👅

instagram.com/https.jml_draws 💞

Give these motherfuckers taste, of the guns that I’m keeping off sight
Keep a pouch of pearlies on me, so I know the function aight
I’m robbing banks, fooling CEO’s, I know this shit ain’t tight
I’m rocking flanks, fooling anybody, dodging around lights

Bitch don’t talk bout me, I don’t play, see these sticks they wanna mop
I’m rocking duo’s with my boy mvtt, let us in we next up
Choppa dining out, and I ain’t paying, I just want the stock
Kerosene, no gas, yeah I’m just tryna light you up

Tripping fent laced M, bump this shit up on your stereo
I’m grinding up stems, really hit a low
I’m matching alleyway crack dealer vibes, but you still pay though
I’m grinding up sert’ into your mix, hoe

I wanna take your gang down but it’s too bad that there are tariffs
Wait until I’m in your state clown, then there’s no more limits
Imma borrow some artillery and break into your terrace
I don’t need no information I’m just doing business

I’m just doing business
Break into your terrace (x2)

Give these motherfuckers taste, of the guns that I’m keeping off sight
Keep a pouch of pearlies on me, so I know the function aight
I’m robbing banks, fooling CEO’s, I know this shit ain’t tight
I’m rocking flanks, fooling anybody, dodging around lights

Bitch don’t talk bout me, I don’t play, see these sticks they wanna mop
I’m rocking duo’s with my boy mvtt, let us in we next up
Choppa dining out, and I ain’t paying, I just want the stock
Kerosene, no gas, yeah I’m just tryna light you up

1998 DOOR BUSTA [PSVCH]

art by @wildmvtt

another “talentless” and “monotone” drop as if necro isn’t THAT

See you stalking ‘round, with T1D
Nothing much to see, but ketamine 
Have you ever dosed amphetamines?
What y’all doing don’t mean shit to me

Never really liked the east side
Moving out west and you thought I would just let it slide
Moving down south, where my homies tripped and sat the tides
All the way south, now I’m begging I would rather die

Evil in the water ‘23
I had what you had but I kept discrete
Downing tabs, smoke and ecstasy
Make a fuss that no longer make sense to me

Bullet right between your teeth bitch
30mm, split your dome quick
Raid the block at night, least expecting it
.30-06, mounted in a Lex’ bitch

I WILL ALWAYS HATE THAT GROUP [PSVCH]

peak sample beat i made a couple months back

Pussy I don't need no fucking training, all these bullets don't need aiming
Lock and cocking back a phenomenal piece th-that be spitting
Rifles that hold .30 rounds, they get to spraying, gon need praying
You need a savior for this running through, I'm bouta to get to sinning

On the mass, I'm laying bullets down with malice, I'm a spaz
Retard trigger finger, blowing up your motherfucking face
Take this shivy out my drawers and I'll be hugging at your waist
Take this toolie out my drawers and I'll be blasting at your face

Laying bullets down with malice, I'm a spaz
Tank up on my back, yeah I been huffing on that gas (x2)

AFTER CALDERA [PSVCH]

art by @44astral

I got a packet of this boys teeth, in a bedside
I got bullets in a extended piece, bye bye
I got hella motion left, you can never do it right
I got shots lined on your chest and I’m making tie-dye

Self inflicted, my end goal is suicide
Then I rack another line and drop a billy, I’m alright (x2)

Bitch boy never seemed to really ever fuck with me
I’m spinning a beretta, on the finger I fuck his bitch with
Yeah your faggot ass been posted up, got gang straight sneaking with me
Single out you pussy fuckers, chete slicing you bitches

Now them bitches start to fuck with me
I got your ex straight spinning on this shit, a fucking rotary
I balling on you faggots, making racks again, don’t do it like me
I balling on you faggots, seem to never compare shit to me

I got a packet of this boys teeth, in a bedside
I got bullets in a extended piece, bye bye
I got hella motion left, you can never do it right
I got shots lined on your chest and I’m making tie-dye

Self inflicted, my end goal is suicide
Then I rack another line and drop a billy, I’m alright (x2)

SELF INFLICTED [PSVCH]

[TEETHCORE AND WE’RE CHOMPING ON YO FACE]

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