Strzelamy do ciebie
Jesteś śmieszny nie zabawny
daj mi czas nie porady
Strzel mi łeb najpierw znajdź mnie
Gra na sprawiedliwych zasadach
No bo i tak pierwszy strzele
Dziwka nie umie się bronić
Ja, Jestem w sąsiednim budynku
Bomba wodorowa, co z tego, że wiesz?
Może po prostu zrobisz unik i po problemie
Wychodzę z siebie, wychodzę z ciebie
dwa ciała jedno życie, za mało miejsca na nas dwóch
Dar dzielenia sprawił, że sumienie kazało mi przeciąć je na pół
dwieście osiem
Jestem samowystarczalny, chyba, że nie jestem
yo
Weź ich w góre tak by śmierć nadeszła z impetem
Jesteś, i co pasażerowie zaczynają klaskać
Nie ma cię, bomba wybuchła jak głowa Mcnutta

15. Nieśmieszni Ludzie (Prod. KoniuBeats)

Insane!

HEREDITARY

BUGGY CRUNCH  FT. MUDDY

HORNY FREESTYLE PART 2 ft. 22bandit

BRAIN STORM

https://G59Records.com

[VERSE I: PAPA PINE]

bitch i feel like tungsten
lungs itch from crumbling piff
a dozen blunts lit stuck on my lips
i summon something bloodless from the fucking pits of hell
yeah, i got fungus growing in my stomach because i'm chugging wishes from the wishing well
watch me swell from ingesting infectious hopes and dreams
you will never perfect them
smoking weed while i'm texting affections to your hoe named alexis
adding her to my collection
told her pull up to the 7th
i got one zip of that dumb shit but no protection
now the blunt's lit
she's a punk bitch
to my recollection, pussy like a dungeon
got me mumbling
now i'm flexing at the function
G*59 we run shit

[VERSE II: GERM]

ran up on 'em with the terror squad
i swear to god
up north, i'm off the snow with a bad lil' hoe
my woes with me on that rambo flow
kick down the door
we don't knock
we send shots
touchdown
i got the pack
roll that sit back
no lack
trusty burner relax on my lap
i got yo bitch on my dick
audemaur wrist so slick
dripping all wet on my shit
i wish a nigga would come claim his bitch
i got flame for that shit
respect ain't shit
yall niggas ain't shit
this shit is sickening
never stopping, DN$ the limitless
running, ruling i need infinite
aw shit
roll my dope
bang hoes with my bros
roll that motherfucking ghetty green, a nigga tryna smoke.

[VERSE III: $LICK $LOTH]

seven grams in the raw cone
fuck boy, it's my dick you can jump off
oh lord, i just popped me a xan bar
hold court when i ride with the pistol grip
talk shit to a fat bitch, make her feel average
bet sensei one stack if he smashed
woke up in the AM i heard that he passed it
migo and meth and lil germ hit her backwards
northside shawty got the 40 and the gaudy
purgatory is where i reside
east side of highway fifty nine
west side that m i crooked letter crooked letter i p p i
we don't see time
we don't decline, but we stay high
shadows under them street lights
keep hoes out of my sight
germ said he got that potent
ruby told meth to roll it
know we keep the best of green, so you know i'm smoking

DIRTIERNASTIERSUICIDE

$UICIDEBOY$ x GERM - OBEY THE WALRUS

[HOOK: T.R.I.P.]

Straight from the underworld, coming for the underground
mothafuckaz better watch out for dem hell houndz 
UNAVERAGE be the mothafuckin gang that you all doubt 
Risen out the purgatory all you bitches done now (x2)

[T.R.I.P.]

Death is your minimal punishment
Boy you better recognize who you fuckn round with
Only fought a couple times,
I never busted any crimes but that don’t mean, I won’t put you in the coffin
Walk-in round with a noose, or a fuckin 22, when I see your ass in person get to poppin
I can’t stand a fuckin artist who can’t get it on their own
Taking handouts like a bum who is jobless

Clickity clock with the glock did you get popped?
When it’s crunch time bet you all run off!
Fifty fifty chance that you rats all gon get chopped
Playing all these bitches like an avatar
Yea it’s 50k for a verse or a punchline
Cause without you we doing this shit just fine
See we learned a lot of things from this shitty generation,
Everything is bout an image for some fuckin recognition 

Ouuu, wait,
I think That I’m saying shit  hitting they soft spot
Ou, aye 
The reason they can’t stand the truth, cuz they’re all dropped.
Aye
Fuck what they think cause I promise, I won’t stop
Aye
The wolf that is climbing the hill is already on top

[HOOK: T.R.I.P.]

Straight from the underworld, coming for the underground
mothafuckaz better watch out for dem hell houndz 
UNAVERAGE be the mothafuckin gang that you all doubt 
Risen out the purgatory all you bitches done now (x2)

[VAGUE]

Everybody dissin and missin my fucken punch line
Hatin on my elements, never willing top mine
Bunch a little bitches in the back, but we front line
Put me to the test and fuck yo challenge, make it all mine

Can’t believe this shit so crazy
Might as well just drive miss daisy
Why do y’all just plain start hatin?
Y’all just mad cause we in your bitch playlist

Shots went off did you hear that sound?
One went missin, the other one found
One chopped up, put the other in the ground
If you fucken with the gang, means you fucken with the hounds
Have you heard?
Shootin at my vessel won’t work
I think you really fucken missheard
Death doesn’t really occur
Disturbed in your conscience as you watch the fucken underworld turn

“Hey guys you sound like $B,
you should really hit’em up do a feature for free”

Nah bitch this be that UAV,
fucken sick of you bitches thinkin they runnin the scene

“But guys i’m really thinkin that you should,
if you ever got chance do you think you would?”

Honestly, you really must of misunderstood
We only fucken with the sound from the hounds in the woods

15. Nieśmieszni Ludzie (Prod. KoniuBeats)

Tarpan

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