prod. big keefus

lyrics~~~

north side
7 5 
gutting u lose all yo pride
blood dried
get fried
lil bitch please jus step aside
try to hide
friends and family all died 
on my dick that’s where she ride
make u wish u never tried
all the access is denied

silent night
candle light 
bitches staying creeping like 
run up on me i fist fight 
buzz cut looking like a dyke 
government like the third reich 
detonate on the air strike
stab in yo head with a spike

dumb hoe
count dough
wholesale ammo 
sig saur gungho 
cop my drugs at 5 below 
2x

genocide and holocaust
fuck with me u pay the cost
want my drugs u pay the price
talk that shit i fucking slice
boil u like u were rice
shoot u then i roll the dice
no weed bitxh i smoke that spice
rodent bitch whole gang of mice

silent night
candle light 
bitches staying creeping like 
run up on me i fist fight 
buzz cut looking like a dyke 
government like the third reich 
detonate on the air strike
stab in yo head with a spike

north side
7 5 
gutting u lose all yo pride
blood dried
get fried
lil bitch please jus step aside
try to hide
friends and family all died 
on my dick that’s where she ride
make u wish u never tried
all the access is denied

silentnight.

prod. big keefus

sum different this time

lyrics~~~

ride down the highway thru traffic
smoking and this not no average 
reading that novel thats graphic
growing old but my mind staying the same
look at the scene and im taking my aim
better than u so ur failure i blame hunting them plays just like its big game
smoking that weed just to cleanse all my pain
really dont know if its me i became
riding down town right thru the rain 
only ever happy on a bedframe
getting so high that i forget my first name

hand on her thigh
she asking me why do i lie
i tell her to look in my eye 
then she beginning to cry 
lately the time it just flies
all is i want and a wife and a family
i cant even try
thoughts never stopping i still wanna die

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lyrics~~~

kill vietcong 
bitch i burned down the docks 
put a hole in his skull 
stab that bitch till blade is dull
eat the human till my stomach full
inmate on fucking death row 
round the body lurk the crows
50 thousand bands in my wallet u already know 
load up the 9 with the ammo on my side
quade he bust out 45s
make it look like suicide 
we pull up it’s time to die 
kill u hit the  pipe 
maimed and torture victims 
bitch i sing a song it’s like a hymn 
chevy wheels played chrome
pull the acp onto his dome
scaphism boats 
like it’s fucking ancient rome 
eat him megalodon 
keep the limbs under my lawn
switch its on till dawn
bitch talking that fucking shit 
but i said what the fuck what’s up
pick him apart like atom bomb 

tommy gun
reaper 
deal for fun
fuck up all up on a nun
bitch the seller of souls
got me reloading my pole 
cause the death of ur son 
like taser boy i fucking stun
of the drugs i have a ton
spot him down we end his run 
reaper don’t fuck with anyone

SCAPHISM

SCAPHISM (prod. WITCHER666)

prod. @witcher666th

lyrics~~~

spending all my nights getting tucked up on dumb drugs
look at my hand covered all them with red blood 
wander what the fuck i might have done
i spend all this time wondering why u wont pick up the phone
but i really do not give a fuck
rather be alone 
got my weed i gotta go
rather spend my time alone at home

i dont fuck around all with my money where it at
put a knife in yo back if you motherfucking ask 
after i kill you motherfucker make me fucking laugh
percs all i love motherfucker where is that

yellow line all on the road
tell me where tf to go
reaper aint no average joe
riding in the chevy hoe

smoke the weed and then i load my 9 lil bitch i load it up
fuck that shit i got my blade with me u know i keep it tucked
got the wock i pour the lean i sip it out the remy cup
white chalk on the group i snap a pic and then i pack it up
ar 15 in the case i throw it in the river then i roll it up

40 for an eighth u come to me and then u pay the price 
reaper evil stab u with the mother fucking scythe

Yellow Line (prod. WITCHER666)

prod. big keefus

lyrics~~~

angles steady hollow tips
i’m walking with a 30 clip 
evacuate the premises
 i think that bitch a succubus 

little bitch 
i slit my wrist 
the cops arrest i don’t admit 
talking all that shit but u really ain’t about anything  

i got that bolt locked back 
90 rounds in the mag 
got that 22 56 hybrid 
loaded up 

i an your unconsciousness 
unrestricted excess
metamorphic restlessness
i am your apocalypse
i am your belief unwrought
monolithic juggernaut 
detonate explosive bombs
everytime i sing this song 
turn this shit to columbine 
turn this shit virginia tech 
leave the bodies filled with led 
leave the bodies covered wet

desecratedcorpses

prod. lil alan x big keefus 

lyrics~~~

reaper da prophecy 
body drop over seas
i got the guns on me 
come up and u will see
just how i smoke da tree 
just how i’m dropping the body’s right in the creek 
hoes in my tabernacle i told  them  it is  holy week 
so baby suck my meat 
just like the ancient greek 
i will ensure that u greet the heat 

the drug dealing 
gun slanging 
mother fucker from the west side
skinny white boy 
moving weight 
like my name is arnold 
shooting shit with thommy guns
i told her i do it for fun 
she thought it was my dick
but that’s my silenced mp5

murder murder
robbing junkie 
move an 8 ball if i’m lucky 
murder murder 
that shit funny 
run ya pockets 
hand me all ya money

Crystals

prod. lil alan & big keefus

lyrics~~~

bitch i am a terrorist 
i’m rigging up the propane bombs
crack is all i slang 
and no lil bitch i am not feeling it
i pull up to Afghanistan 
detonate explosive bombs
i let em know that i am what the fuck is wrong with this world

walk in this bitch with a forty four 
don’t fuck with me or you’ll end in the morgue
i keep the heads in the trunk of my ford 
virginia reaper right out the psyche ward 
x2

you ever felt the pressure of an ice cold switch blade 
pressed against ya skull 
well i just hope ya ready 
cause i got that scream mask steady 
when i creep wit my machete 
turn ya insides to confetti 
5 point 56 stay real deadly

can you hear them in your head too?

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paranoia

a pleasant ballad for late night meditation.

i always end up alone

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