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NA$TY x THEO - "𝐠𝓱ⓄŞŦ 𝔱ⓐ𝐏𝐄"

pyramidz [prod. chance]

First single off the Enzo x Cros EP dropping monday

Shouts @enzoloops
Shouts @lentra for the cover


success//sick [enzo]

Filthy [prod. Graphwize]

watever u like [prod. chance]

FREE GTV

floatin [prod chance]

fresh out that slime cauldron
where niggas cant even bring they squadron
fresh blood stains on ottomans, from where he slaughter men
every move i make i do with rude intentions
every line is a portal to new dimensions
smoothest dude to mention
why the tension
verbal toxin have ya sinus itchin
and spinal twitchin, 
ready for death the final writtens
of a king motherin'll scream fuckin with supreme
murda schemes every color seems tough for me see
check
im not you and you not me  
u switched from my dudes got me, to new posse's
you mimmickin
show you maricons who really menacin
every body blown into infinite venison
pure adreneline, in tenements
show you niggas how i get my groove on
magic tricks on futons, poof, you gone
elduin losers who i put the bruise on
who im leavin suited for they funeral
i leave him down to neurons
all these failed attempts to breach the cranium
hit these niggas with gallons of valium
then im invadin em, nuffin to say to them
i remember back when they was clownin me
the levels of niggas mentals astounded me
fuck 
nigga i murdered you, hid the body evaded police
joined the search party to find you gave ya mother a fleece
and every tear that she dropped it was fuel to me
though the unjustice for you was cruelty
the shit was cool to me
im in the stars what you see is what i been on 
couple light years passed u nimrods
the top tier top 10 god
so be aware of the synapse
when it comes to the pen plots

\burial [prod. al_]

lyrics

u seem faulty, too many weak links in u, proceed walking
mad causalities i claim yo please stop me
mad teams tryna off me, but they aint got me
lemme explain how i fuckin know he whack
its alot of simple minds i know he cracked
aint no gettin me i'm like the zodiac
big as kodiaks, ima coyote jack, aimin at ya cardiac
smooth elude the function in a safari hat
fast pace spits yo this that harley rap
breakin in ya heart in fact
my ill writtens just leave toxins in his cranium
leavin craters as big as a stadium im in gymnasiums
plottin to drop his body in Mediterraneans 
and on top of you is your mercedes bens
like my ladies slim its why you hatin em
by the time you catch up to my antics 
im on to other plans in france my stance slanted
watch his blood shed i make em dance in it
puddles of sorrow while we examine it
never panickin heart of a mannequin im vanishin 
to corleone, 
we move silently like the cordless phone
battery died, flattery cornerstoned
had it while he hoarder thrones
nuthn but slaughtered kings and rings
that we stole off his corpse it blings over my seams 
you get murdered get the picture
ya niggas right beside they aint witcha
cuz when shit rides we all know how the story goes
you get crushed like bagged oreos,
 knife inside his glory hole

corners†oned [prod chance]

verbal woopin heard he shook a birdie took a word he hooked
line and sinker im the highest thinker higher knowledge seeker
i aknowledge all the theifs who could relate?
i need a hoe to coorelate the oral fate?
gas me in disordered states, either im the boy the foreigns hate
nah either its they daughters ima fornicate 
horder whores on poor estates
caughtchu im the slum city violater
finger thumb gritty, bum try it later find me for some hired labor
i might kill ya enemy for tax
my energy will kill em off of wax, then i'll send em back in slacks
crack a axe you get jacked stop staggerin
lock into his hat and put the dagger in
who yall niggas fracturin?
kill u for a fraction of the cash u spend
n that ain't sayin much, bet i slay his guts
slit his throat playin tough
and yo this nigga ain't to raw to kill
i find ya soul and snatch u wit the vauldaville (hook)
chest never pumpin but a heart of steel
all the artists jawin for this authors spill
never on ya radar bitch im hard to kill
i peep schemes from way back to stay moderate
and ain't no moderators for my tolerance
pop u from the bushes like a operative
hop inside ya whip and pop the tags off ya shit 
cuz i'm modest, yea
i ain't even check the time this year i move immutable
that dirt nasty nigga from the head to the cuticles

\burial [prod. al_]

NA$TY

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