LYRICS:

Goddamn REVO!
Pass me the beat like a freethrow
And i'm dunkin that shit
Fuck did you think? It's WITHERMANE bitch

And i'm back on my bullshit
Multiple mags and some full clips
I done fucked up
But you know that we back, how we do this

When these 808s blarin
I get an itch now it's war i'm declarin
Shut the fuck up, why you bitch like a karen?
And they expect me to spare 'em?

Come on
Aye, i'm on
Who do it like this? Cmon
It's time, it's on
You try me, then you gone

This apocalypse music
Demons corrupting my brain, how i do this
Humans ain't nothing but a fucking nuisance
That's why it's my mission to murder
I'm choosin to wreak havoc
VHS static
In my damn eyes, what it's like, tragic
Loot, i bag it
Corpse, i hack it
And all this damn death, i stack it

I'm that evil motherfucker
If you playing 'round with me 
I'm gon' be watching undercover
I'll be plotting up some ways, just to make you fucking suffer
It's the Wraith with no name, but with time i shall be known
Once their time fully ran out, i will claim the rusty throne
Lower demons bring me offerings, i might throw 'em a bone
I don't have no fucking soul, this is just one that i loaned
I retreat into the shadows and my skills are what i hone
I don't like no fucking body so just leave my ass alone
On another lonely path is where i'm going, on my own
Back to hell my home
Back to hell my home

Outro:
(I'd like to share a revelation that i've had, during my time here)
(Human beings are a disease, a cancer on this planet)
(You are a plague)
(And we, are the cure)

MISANTHROPIC MASTERY [PROD. REVO]

LYRICS:

Aye
I've seen alot of evil with these eyes
And thats prolly why a mothafucka steady gettin fried
I think 'bout nothing but the paper ever since my brother died
'Cause bitch i'm sure that he'd approve 
He woulda bopped his head with mine

Motherfucker stop talking
It's WITHERMANE on the beat
Who the fuck is you, bitch?
Man, must really be kidding me 

Yeah thats cool, what you do
But that got nothin to do with me 
Man these bitches all dead
And i ain't even count to 3

And it's better that way 
'Cause most people shouldn't even be 
Bitch i'm smoking till i sleep
So i no longer have to see

You can wake me up when the apocalypse getting ready
I'll be cruising down the road in a blacked out and armored chevy
I don't give a fuck, this weight on my shoulders is kinda heavy
I'll be sitting on a ruin while polishing my machete 

Aye
And bodies will pile for miles
And for every worthless life that i'm ending
The devil smiles
And my ex bitch think that i'm struggling, well bitch surprise
Man these bitches fucking crazy, they whole life is based on lies

Searching at the bottom of darkness for 4 years straight
Man i'm glad that i'm alive, almost lost myself in the maze
It was just like this beat, it goes away and then comes back i did it too
Feeling like i don't belong because i cannot fuck with you
I keep telling 'em forever cause that shits the fucking truth
Everytime i make a track i'm burning down the fucking booth

THE DAY THE APOCALYPSE BEGINS, MY LIFE WILL TOO

PRODUCED BY ME 

LYRICS: 

I got it 
Hold up bitch u not about it 
I aint picking up the damn phone 
Cause you all about that bullshit, quiet down, take yo ass home 

Imma show em, aint no hiding 
Kick it down, full throttle how i'm riding 
Imma dog and yo face is what i'm biting 
I was lost, now i'm found, so bright how this boy is shining 

Tell me who you sidin with? 
Weapon i'm riding with 
Matter of seconds it make you go die n shit 
Hop out the ride quick
Switchin em down
Sick Murder i'm down with 

Was at least in my mind 
This demon i bind 
So it cannot find 
Its way to a 9
I'm saving your life
Each time i recall that mines on the line too

This snake bout to bite you
Venom in my veins ion mind you 
Yeah i felt like i'm dying too
But that shit still dont mean that i'm like you

SELF-PRESERVATION

PRODUCED BY ME 

LYRICS:

Cookin up heat 
I got dope and i'm smokin on loud 
After that imma dip 
And sit back on my couch 
And i bump my own shit 
Cause i cant fuck with none of that shit you made 
I dont give a fuck what you be sayin 
I Dont give a fuck motherfucker aint playin 
Bitch i go in this bitch like super saiyan 
Do not play with me cause i think i'm decaying 

I show up at night yo whole family i'm slaying 
I fuck on yo sister with pussy she paying 
I Hop on the beat and i'm causing some mayhem 
You bumpin yo head and i got you like dayum 

Do i not? 
They pussy, they sweet, like honeypot 
Think you hard but no you not 
This shameless shit talk what i got 

Building my kingdom 
Ain't built in a day 
Put in my time 
Fuck out my way 
I write it down then i say it, okay 
That shit start happening, i'm like no way 

Universe favored 
My future with paper 
It's like i'm cemented, bitch just like a anchor
You cannot move me, dat rotten bitch breaker 
I rather stay 'lone cause these people be faker

Than a damn counterfeit shirt thats from turkey 
I done went thru it so no you can't hurt me 
Pussy you frail need to do you some burpees 
I stick with two flows for this song cause it works G 

If you know me, know my songs always heating up 
It just gets better, these beats i be beating up 
All your shit garbage so we can't be meeting up 
Dont give a fuck bout no brain rotted retards, what? 

They even saying? 
You must be joking man you must be playing 
Sad thing is that they are not 
Damn our youngins are mentally fucked 
Dont really give a fuck bout it, so what 
I just be speaking on it, bitch whassup

(You got a fuckin problem man, fix it)

ROME WASN'T BUILT IN A DAY

PRODUCED BY ME 

LYRICS:

Goddamn not playin 
I aint even know what the fuck i be saying 
I got two thoughts in my head praying 
I got two others tellin me make em 
decay 

Ey man shut your mouth 
Thats some shit we aint talkin about 
You done fucked around found out 
You got cursed by a bitch 
You a Bitchmade motherfucker

Nah 
Nuh nuh motherfucker 
I i 
Do my thang while these bitches all do is lie 
I see em in my rearview mirror, fly by 
I came to raise hell and i will till i die 

Goddamn not playin 
Going stupid going crazy what i'm sayin 
Imma break the fuckin law, i'll slay em
Everyone that ever wronged me, in mayhem 

No man left standing up 
I'm a foe that truly do not give a fuck
You would die 
And for me that wouldnt even suck 
Scary mothafucka with the blade it aint stayin tucked 

Boy this knife give you belly rub 
While your lil bop bitch finna rub and tug 
After that imma put the blade in her gut 
Ask me why, thats cause wither do not ever give a fuck 

Imma grab into my bag, grab another flow 
While you put fries inside the bag 
What the fuck you mean you got the rizz, got the swag? 
I shoulda make you taste the motherfuckin tip of my gat 

Buncha phony muhfuckas 
I done came up out the womb and was already hatin suckas 
I'll stay on the fuckin road, like some muhfuckin truckers 
Feel like motherfuckin ryder cause i think that you a busta

GODDAMN, NOT PLAYING

PRODUCED BY ME 

LYRICS:

Tell you what 
Feel i'm up 
Told my demons 
"Go get fucked"
Told em you can come back 
When i sorted this damn pain somewhat 

All this dope had me stuck 
Some lil skank had my head fucked
But i hope she's back one day 
Maybe we can retest our luck 

Baby come hold me 
All by my lonely 
I live with some shit i cant even tell my 
homie 
Pack all my bags, tell humanity blow me 
Promise me happiness, fuck that just show me 

Swervin a coupe in the future but old me 
Stuck in his ways, still walk round like a zombie 
Plottin on folks that gon die anyway cause their ways lead to paths of destruction 
But lowkey 

I wanna see it now 
I cannot wait so 
i grab me a bat then i walk then i beat em down 
I am not sorry cause they thought i was a clown
When in reality i am the victor now 

See this so clearly
You nothing you merely 
A stain on my brain 
But wont fade away quickly 
Killing this shit 
While they sit there and miss me 
I reached out my hand why the fuck have you bit me? 

(All by myself, no pukesters helping me to the left, and no pukesters helping me to the right, didn't need 'em then. Don't need 'em now)

Fuck all dem 
Get ya money up
Get a new bitch 
Make em go "what the fuck"
Go Be what youre made to be and all of the rest gon fall in place, you watch 

I could teach you how to live this life 
But i'd rather gear up, grab the blade and smite 
They dont even learn when you teach em twice 
So fuck it then they gotta pay the price 

Dont act like you did when back then you aint fucked with me 
Now on my dick like a bitch that feel lust for me 
I done grew up when you didnt, that fucks with me 
Put in the time and you will, bitch i let em see

SAVE YOURSELF

PRODUCED BY ME 

LYRICS:

Lick my nuts 
You can lick my nuts 
Bitch you dumb as fuck
Fuck a bitch then duck 
Thats whassup 
We dont give no fuck

Thats cause they dont either 
I'ma meet her 
Then this dick gon beat her 
Kill em with the cleaver 
Wither steady with the fuckin heater

Yeah i'm swervin in my first car, ridin round 
Used to pedal on my bike, but i dont have to now 
What the fuck you talkin bout? There aint no common ground 
Bitch i'm leagues above you, yeah i'm fuckin cocky now

Fuck it i'm boastin 
Blunt that i'm smokin 
Made me take a trip back home 
Where i'm roasting 
Evil i'm hosting
Blunt now a roach
And 
Imma get me some more 
Bitches hoping 
That imma save em
Nah i'll erase em 
Made a hoe turn to god 
I'm aiming for ya damn head 
Pop now they dead 
Fuck all that shit, leave yo ass on read

LICKMYNUTZ2K25

Forgot who the prod is lol if u do hit me up 

LYRICS:

Back on that weed again
What even are friends, Never needed em 
Bitches drag me down thats why i'm always leaving them 
I dont like people what i like to do is scheme on them 

I Know what you do 
Must think that imma damn fool 
You aint nothin but a punk ass bitch 
I be mobbin with them boys from the colddarkcrypt

Hol up bitch 
Roll that spliff
Give me dope i'll smoke that shit 
Bump that till yo ears fall off 
I build my kingdom brick by brick 

Got damaged replaced some shit 
Buck em down and break em bitch 
You aint doin shit except that talk and that spectator shit 

Holon hoe i walk em down 
Make yo body drop make it hit the ground
Look at all this shit that i'm runnin now 
All this damn sauce man i'm about to drown 

Hol up i think i'm killin it too much 
When i pull up i'm fresh just like toothbrush 
Your best friend is snitch he a judas
I tried to warn em but they cant hear truth just 
Bullshit
I dont mind
People never listen why it happen all the time 
But i cannot save you cause that comprosin mine 
Gotta get that fuckin loot if not honest then with nine 
Millimeter nina finna take you out to dine 
Rattatatata slaughter fuckboys like they swine 

Leave em layin dead 
Break the bread, sip some wine 
Told myself i never would but i crossed another line

WALKEMDOWN

PRODUCED BY ME 

LYRICS:

(Yo this shit sound dope!)
(FACTS!)

Bitch im motherfucking running on the Beat 
Right next to these hihats 
Enter your life, leave a mark, then i'm gone tell a mothafucka my bad 
Motherfucka creepin thru the woods i'm undercover 
I wont never ever spend another fuckin minute with a sucka 
If she stabbin on my back, imma pull up then i buck her 
This hoe tellin me she like me, know she tweakin, now i duck her 

Man thats what the fuck i'm talkin bout 
Toy story, play a bitch, then i throw em out 
Bitch i'm staying on my own, i ain't goin out 
But they still be asking where the fuck i'm going now
Yeah i got a fucking calling time to pick up now 
Everything you ever did was not my fault but ion even care cause i cannot ever worry now

A CERTAIN CALLING

PRODUCED BY ME 

LYRICS:

Chitter chatter, in my brain, won't quiet down 
Hoe the devil at my door, i guess he want another round 
He posses me every time i'm sitting down and making sounds 
Imma dap him up and tell him lets go get some of these clowns 

After all is said and done i might regret it but was fun 
You aint shit except a broke boy and a deadbeat fuckin bum 
Keep the toolie on my hip, just need to flash it and they run 
I could beat yo dumbass up i do not really need a gun 

If you scared of what i say then shut it off 
Mane its so simple 
I make a bitch pop pussy and drop bodies like a pimple
I cover all my tracks i do not even cause a ripple 
Bitch i'm grabbing all the loot, won't even let you have the kipple

Hold up now 
Why the fuck is it so quiet? 
A Few seconds ago my mind was feeling like a riot 
Salivating just before i search for dope then buy it 
If you aint got shit to say then close your mouth bitch, i despise it

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