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lyrics:
swing my knife
won’t miss, i’ll clip you
psilocybin tip my pistols
i like knives and sticks and missiles
hoe, won’t kiss you
what’s your issue?
bet this blade go through your tissue
or this k gon put some in you
pull that four out
i’ma show out
make a stain bet they won’t miss you

i inspired the eclipse
i got fire in my clip
razor wire on my fence
so, if they climb it, they might rip
ay, why the fuck he looking bummy

i might crack em, do em scummy
double back, i scrub them tracks up
call for backup, they aint coming

ay, why you running, motherfucker?
grab my pump, it fuck his guts up
hunt to get my funds up
boy, this gun buck like no other

hit him with that thirty, i’m making that boy hurt
put him in a hearse and we making that boy dirt
i hop out swinging, stand on business
one against like 30, i’m leaving em all cursed

i swing my knife
won’t miss, i’ll clip you
psilocybin tip my pistols
i like knives and sticks and missiles
hoe, won’t kiss you
what’s your..?
bet this blade go through your tissue
or this k gon put some in you
pull that four out
i’ma show out
make a stain bet they won’t miss you

i inspired the eclipse

i got fire in my clip
razor wire on my fence
so, if they climb it, they might rip
ay, why the fuck he looking bummy
i might crack em, do em scummy
double back, i scrub them tracks up
call for backup, they aint coming

hit him with that thirty, i’m making that boy hurt
..thirty, i’m making that boy hurt
..thirty, i’m making that boy hurt
put him in a hearse and we making that boy dirt
..hearse and we making that boy dirt
..hearse and we making that boy dirt
i hop out swinging, stand on business
one against like 30, i’m leaving em all cursed
i hop out swinging, stand on business
one against like 30, i’m leaving em all cursed
i swing my..

goblin teeth

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lyrics:
these zombie tips will eat your body up
jolly while i slaughter ya
pistol skilled in judo
and my choppa know karate
rob the jewels and burn the bodies up
fill em with disease
while that pistol pocket rocket popping noggins
make em scream
i’m putting faces in the dirt
faith ain’t my concern
shoot ya granny crib
like, “i’m just making sure it work”
i drop that bass, she make it twerk
lay me by the sea
i can’t live my way then fuck it, baby
i don’t wanna breathe

on a better day, in a better place
i’d have put the whole world in a furnace
get the record straight, i’m a renegade
and i’ll sever the head of a serpent
with a metal blade
i command to thee
you are knighted, go doeth my bidding
but why every night, i am stuck in this cycle
i sink in oblivion
really, i’m sick of this feeling

i’m falling through the scenes
mobbing with my fiends
holographic scope on top my candy colored beam
you probably crying for a feat
i just want the truth
y’all don’t want them fucking problems, pussy
i don’t fuck with you

these zombie tips will eat your body up
jolly while i slaughter ya
pistol skilled in judo
and my choppa know karate
rob the jewels and burn the bodies up
fill em with disease
while that pistol pocket rocket popping noggins
make em scream
i’m putting faces in the dirt
faith ain’t my concern
shoot ya granny crib
like, “i’m just making sure it work”
i drop that bass, she make it twerk
lay me by the sea
i can’t live my way then fuck it, baby
i don’t wanna breathe

the museum of dead wifery

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lyrics:
5 gen with a brand new cutter
5x on the rail, don’t run up
drop bread on heads, we toast em
won’t jam, shit shoot like butter
watch now, this a brand new season
fuck feds, in the v, i’m speeding

jumped down to the world down under
hopped out was a brand new demon
hopped out was a brand new killer
resurrect undead like thriller
10 mil, all face, no casings
mac spit like malcolm miller
won’t stop, we keep it moving
bro said my aura glowing
this rifle came with coolant
plug in and overload em

i just figure nobody doing this shit better
i might hit a flow and i spit like a damn ‘retta
i might hit a streak and i go on a damn spree
4 up in the morning, she making me damn fed up
shit get crazy, keep ya drac up
no face, no chase, i keep my rank up
say sumn
he don’t wanna pay? we spray his face up
he don’t want static
look at him, he won’t get a shot off
look at me, i’m knocking your block off
bitch, i tell em shut up or shut down
that gun in my pocket go, “BLAGOW!”
i’ m a masterpiece
i really had to be
i’m only thinking ‘bout catastrophe

and casualties
so niggas tryna bat with me
your majesty
you niggas ain’t a man to me, you see

5 gen with a brand new cutter
5x on the rail, don’t run up
drop bread on heads, we toast em
won’t jam, shit shoot like butter
watch now, this a brand new season
fuck feds, in the v, i’m speeding
jumped down to the world down under
hopped out was a brand new demon
hopped out was a brand new killer
resurrect undead like thriller
10 mil, all face, no casings
mac spit like malcolm miller
won’t stop, we keep it moving
bro said my aura glowing
this rifle came with coolant
plug in and overload em

i just figure nobody doing this shit better
better, better, better, better
i might hit a flow and i spit like a damn ‘retta
‘retta, ‘retta, ‘retta, ‘retta

i might hit a streak and i go on a damn spree
spree, spree, spree, spree
4 up in the morning, she making me damn fed up
fed up, fed up
shit get crazy, keep ya drac up
no face, no chase, i keep my rank up
(say sumn)
he don’t wanna pay? we spray his face up
(say sumn)
he don’t wanna pay? we spray his face up
(say sumn)
he don’t want static
look at him, he won’t get a shot off
look at me, i’m knocking your block off
bitch, i tell em shut up or shut down
that gun in my pocket go, “BLAGOW!”

the artful wound

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lyrics:

bitch, second to no one
i know i’m a god in the scene
the power of god in my beam
i’m dumping at fuckers who not on my team
like, hoe, whatchu thought? i’m a king
i snap back with a pitchfork
spawn trap, get em pissed off
rat traps for the bitchboy
put a saw trap on my wristwatch
got a bad girl with a ball gag
 
she like to do what i tell her, dawg
residue on my weapon, dawg
had to do what i’m destined for
residence fulla evil shit
i got recipes for them stretchers, y’all
 
lady dimitrescu, she tryna undress up in my prescence, dawg
princess resurrect just sent a threat, it’s not a message, dawg
chest and arm protection won’t protect you from my weapons, dawg
chest and arm protection won’t protect you from this weapon
son of death has resurrected, so i slept with my suppressor
my suppressor, my suppressor, my suppressor
 
she like to do what i tell her, dawg
residue on my weapon, dawg
had to do what i’m destined for
got recipes for them stretchers, y’all
 
lady dimitrescu, she tryna undress up in my prescence, dawg
princess resurrect just sent a threat, it’s not a message..

lady dimitrescu

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lyrics:
count my check, i do my money dance
weapon in my underpants
jacket full of hollowtips
hurt em, do my murder dance
codename for my pistol
not a choppa this a burner, man
head down fore that pistol crop ya noggin
i’m a surgeon, man
scalpel in my left
i pull the trigger with my right one, though
boy, that shotty sick
my .40 kick like it know taekwondo

numbuh three, what’s in my sleeve?
either pistol or a blunt
bitch, i look like numbuh five
but i’m clean like numbuh one
keep them gadgets like i’m two
lil hoe, i’m kicking through your door
hoodie up, i’m in a mood

bitch, i feel like numbuh four

every second, day and hour
time and space, i seen before
so, i head back to the base, that’s sector v
to hit the dope

i count my check, i do my money dance
weapon in my underpants
jacket full of hollowtips
hurt em, do my murder dance
codename for my pistol
not a choppa this a burner, man
head down fore that pistol crop ya noggin
i’m a surgeon, man
scalpel in my left
i pull the trigger with my right one, though
boy, that shotty sick
my .40 kick like it know taekwondo

numbuh three, what’s in my sleeve?
either pistol or a blunt
bitch, i look like numbuh five
but i’m clean like numbuh one
keep them gadgets like i’m two
lil hoe, i’m kicking through your door
hoodie up, i’m in a mood

bitch, i feel like numbuh four

every second, day and hour
time and space, i seen before

jacket full of hollowtips
hurt em, do my murder dance
codename for my pistol
not a choppa this a burner, man
codename for my pistol
not a choppa this a burner, man
head down fore that pistol crop ya noggin
i’m a surgeon, man

codename: k.i.l.l.j.o.y.

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lyrics:
hollup baby, i been crazy since the motherfuckin first day
favor my .380, give a fuck about ya birthday
unmedicated, know they finna have a cursed day
ill in my behavior, do them niggas in the worst way

i’m why these missiles outta stock
keep a stizzy in my sock
i get busy with them glocks
keep my pistol, know i got it on me

you a sissy, not a dog
double 50 in the mop
not an issue, you a fraud
just a product of me

keep a cutter on my waistline
ain’t about a dollar? do not holla
i don’t waste time
everybody mobbing ‘til we caught em outta state lines
they gon find his rotten bloated carcass by the bayside
everybody squawkin, not a talker
i’ma take lives
she a little older, never find me on the dateline

said he want the smoke, then roll it up and i’ma face mine
roll it up and i’ma face mine

heavy metal rocking, heavy stomping in my boots
rezzy like a god, i send down lightning like i’m zeus
feeling like a zombie, brain be rotting from the boof
got me talking all that nonsense, i’ma prophet in the booth
never caught up, keep a rifle and a sniper on the scene
bullet hit his noggin, saw it exit through his spleen
rezzy been about it, keep a weapon with a beam
holographic for the static, with a matted lmg
i’m as petty as can be

hollup baby, i been crazy since the motherfuckin first day
favor my .380, give a fuck about ya birthday
unmedicated, know they finna have a cursed day
ill in my behavior, do them niggas in the worst way

i’m why these missiles outta stock
keep a stizzy in my sock
i get busy with them glocks
keep my pistol, know i got it on me

you a sissy, not a dog
double 50 in the mop
not an issue, you a fraud

heavy metal rocking, heavy stomping in my boots
rezzy like a god, i send down lightning like i’m zeus
feeling like a zombie, brain be rotting from the boof
got me talking all that nonsense, i’ma prophet in the booth
never caught up, keep a rifle and a sniper on the scene
bullet hit his noggin, saw it exit through his spleen
rezzy been about it, keep a weapon with a beam
holographic for the static, with a matted lmg
i’m as petty as can..

cryptkept

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lyrics: 
shadow steppin in my boots, huh
i cant talk to you
aint my brethren, keep a weapon 
when i step inside the room like..
whats the move
why lil rezzy always rude?
sick to death of all these rappers
take his breath and make the news

stack the deaths
it’s unexpected 
but its just not what it seems 
on my deathbed, my confession:
i ate several human beings 
dip the heads inside the acid
put the torsos in the stove
call me edgar allan poe
the way them bodies hit the floor 

i go to different places 
aint seen the shit i seen 
shotguns at fifty paces 
aint need no therapy 

bright lights and different faces
products of entropy 
wont play on any stations 
but what they say dont mean shit to me

remnant psyche//blood mask

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lyrics:
shut up, i’m feeling toxic
aj on the beat, he pass the rock
lil bitch, i milly rock it
blackout arp-ski in the dark
let’s see what’s really sparking
aka, the city stalker
ain’t came for no pity party
i’m really popping, i’m feeling..
(so cool)

ain’t getting through to you
i dissect the bodies
separate em
make it beautiful
i kept walking by
she looked my way
and said “that’s rude of you!”
ak my guitar, ok i rock out when i shoot at you
i pop out with my toolie tool
and it’s..
(beautiful)

oh, you cool, huh?
you mr. popular when you popping out with that tool, huh?
i think it’s obvious you a coward and you won’t shoot nun
i’m feeling scholarly when i’m popping em with that ruler
you a jock and i’m the school sh-

shut up, i’m feeling toxic
aj on the beat, he pass the rock
lil bitch, i milly rock it
blackout arp-ski in the dark
let’s see what’s really sparking
aka, the city stalker
ain’t came for no pity party
i’m really popping, i’m feeling..

(so cool)

oh, you cool, huh?
you mr. popular when you popping out with that tool, huh?
i think it’s obvious you a coward and you won’t shoot nun
i’m feeling scholarly when i’m popping em with that ruler
you a jock and i’m the school sh-

ain’t getting through to you
i dissect the bodies
separate em
make it beautiful
i kept walking by
she looked my way
and said “that’s rude of you!”
ak my guitar, ok i rock out when i shoot at you
i pop out with my tool..

assassination classroom

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lyrics:
i dont need another reason 
i give foes a hunnid beatings 
buss the door, i pop the lock 
i got em running, hunting season 
i unload a hunnid rounds 
and dont you duck thats fuckin treason 
clutchin on my 40 cal 
i got them guns 
they’d love to meet ya

i just hit em w another mag 
jumping off the helipad 
c4 set to detonate 
profit, i need all of that
closet fulla body bags 
bedroom fulla ghosts 
lighter fluid in my coffee 
spreading blood all on my toast

and i get sickness from the lights 
hanging like the bats do 
killing all the mice 
splattered on my tattoos 
reach and i might stab you 
promise im a psycho 
dont even need a mask to
i do it w my eyes closed 

im a long haired nigga that aint never going broke, huh
all hail rezzy, im prophetic w the pole, huh 
dawg, get ready, put ya head inside this rope
i leave em all red, bloody
get him separate from his soul

suspicious trenchcoat

Rise from the Ashes

⌖ corpsecartel ⌖

aka slade kovacs

contact -> [donotresurrectMGMT@gmail.com]

Hello! My name is Karl. I live in a small town in the north. I make music with the help of AI.

Before 2015, I played music in real life: I was a one-man band. In 2015, I was in an accident, and my talent died the same day. Now I cannot play more instruments or sing.

AI saved my life. The lyrics I write myself, into which I put my soul and heart. I hope you enjoy my songs.

Follow me, and leave a like on my songs if you want. If you share my profile and songs, you make me happy. Have a happy life! I hope you come back.

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