HYSTERIA INC. FT. CRAIG SCISSORHANDS (PROD. SALEM)

PROD. NXTTY
OUT NOW ON ALL PLATFORMS

PRODUCED: @prodnxtty
FEATURING: @xelmusic
ARTWORK: @blisswist ON IG

SLAIN [W/ XELISHURT] [PROD. NXTTY]

MY BLICKY AIN LEGAL! (FT. ISSBROKIE!) [SHANIKAI x YOUNG YANABU]

vacant mind, my conscience makin a firm split
trapped in lines, and steady spittin the worst shit
overthinkin time, ain't even taken my first hit
and truth will always rhyme, could give a fuck if it hurts bitch
understand beyond focus and make the words fit
fuck a reefer, pass the knowledge, thats that pure shit
doctors cheatin at they college, they can't cure shit
you couldn't take on a major, to even learn this
we can't vibe out forever, you pussies aint ever seen strife
platinum sellin record, on the wall inside my dream life
grippin on the heat, so we just waitin for the green light
pumpin fakes, don't even know what the team like
fuck a friend, they refuse to give back my energy
everyone left and im pissin up on the memories
im sick and fuckin tired, of my life hangin in jeopardy
mentally, shot hot, faster then fuckin kennedy
used to keep my men at ease
and all them fakin fucks, now live in cribs wit high amenities
yung kuma, ain't replacable, y'all couldn't find a remedy
respectfully, to be fair im just a fuckin entity
this the typa shit, that give me soul, its not a sedative
this is what im rappin, i dont care if it's repetitive
if you do not like it, suck my dick until it's sensitive
this is what i think, and i don't care if that shit negative
im burnt out, crashin in apartments like an accident
addicts quit, then they come back rushin for that catalyst
im bad at this, when the fuck i turn into an activist
i guess im passionate, but yet im very fuckin adamant
that shit will never work, 
me and you we not the same, we cut from different fuckin percs
since birth, never gave a flying fuck about this earth
and the worst part is, i never found out my worth
bitches be like akuma bye, stop playin
in the booth and we smokin on high octane
failed in school, but shordy givin me top brain
and i was fighting for blood up until the cops came
intrusive thoughts, i wanna kill him, let the demons do it
and he gon die in my head, long as they keepin to it
you rappers boring, that shit you droppin is sleep inducing
the mic won't work, unless you mothafuckas speak into it
but who am i right
while y'all been holdin it down and keepin the limelight
ever since december, been waitin until the time's right
thought this rap shit ain't forever, my definition is finite
but im the top best
and i don't even try, how is you not pressed
bitch, talk less
don't got time for this shit, bitch you a hot mess

yours truly (churchills down rmx)

EVERYONE HATES_ME (Prod. Buckx2)

PRODUCED: @bloodyleek / @akeno8x on IG

my choppa hit you go do-do-do

LYRICS:

Aye, gang bitch
My choppa hit you go do-do-do
I spin round ya block like a hula-hoop
Why you talking to (two) me, pussy who is you?
When you enter my lane better know who's who
Best know that my bullets gon block ya view
This .556 finna turn you blue
And I'm hitting his bitch, he ain't got a clue

Extended clip up on the mag
You'd call it a movie
Got a dick on the choppa the chop at his face
He a lil fruity
And this boy he talking like way too much
Make him a smoothie
Talk too much on the net, you gon get fucked
Kinda like Fousey

Bro think he hard cus he got a lil hurt
Talking that shit and we lay him in dirt
That boy he be fat and my choppa dessert
We gon make his brain splatter, like his name is Kurt

Stupid ahh bih no I can't understand
A pussy ass bitch that's the shit I can't stand
Shot at his knees now the hoe cannot stand
Talk too (two) much bout a gun, make it blam

I severe the neck, attached to ya head
You fucking with me, you ending up dead
I walk in all white, I come out in red
Or maybe I'm green, I'm covered in bread

Waiting to blow cus my blood run in Pakistan
She talking because I'm attractive, man
Ion fuck witchu or the other gangs
Revenge, DNA, Triple 8 and the Taliban

Wassup?
My bullets they don't give a fuck
They treating yo ass like a slut
Way they be wetting all these pussies up

Throw away a blick, shoot em wit a buck
You beg to yo God, you fresh outta luck
You ugly as fuck, but you cannot duck
You'd think it is lightning way the thunder struck, bitch

Ugh, who the fuck is you kidding bitch?
Dissing me? Pussy plead his innocence
I would come round in a minute quick
Leave him flat, momma screaming wickedness

First blood now I feel villainous
Two time, I be getting stimulus
Triple kill, now you know me, infamous
Fourth body, ion have a shit to give

Aye, gang bitch
My choppa hit you go do-do-do
I spin round ya block like a hula-hoop
Why you talking to (two) me, pussy who is you?
When you enter my lane better know who's who
Best know that my bullets gon block ya view
This .556 finna turn you blue
And I'm hitting his bitch, he ain't got a clue

Extended clip up on the mag
You'd call it a movie
Got a dick on the choppa the chop at his face
He a lil fruity
And this boy he talking like way too much
Make him a smoothie
Talk too much on the net, you gon get fucked
Kinda like Fousey

TALK II [PROD. AKENO]

brains 3

BRAINS 3.0 (PROD. BRONK)

ViCTiM w-Saush & KiD KaMi (Prod. Aryel)

shoutout @issbrokie

Bitch what up up on my wrist I call it Big Ben
Looking through the scope like yeah you know I never miss man
Big vip status I ain’t even got a wrist band
Black gloves up on my fist said yeah I’m looking like a hit man 

Every-time I wanna talk I said they always wanna say sum
Fuck a bitch up on your bed her ass is down I keep her face up
All these blunts I keep ‘em rolled and you could never ever face one

Pay up all the time I be wasting
I kick it back in the basement 
I don’t know what you be claiming
I keep the blood on the stainless
She wanna fuck make her famous
But I’ve been feeling deranged
I wanna rip off your faces
I wanna fill it with pain
She wanna suck on my dick and I make the tip touch her brain

I make the tip touch her brain
Dumb fuck
Spinning down the block bitch I had to make ‘em duck
I got ice up in my veins im bouta hit you like a puck
And I’ve been down up on my dick I said I’m bouta get it up

And bitch I’m so gifted im feeling so lifted
What pills you taking yeah I said like it’s a mix
And I don’t fuck you bitches keeping my inches
Gotta keep my cool I keep perc 5’s up in the brisk
I don’t beg for forgiveness fuck to yo mission
Talking out yo mouth I’ll have you bleeding from the lip
And I don’t even give a fuck and I don’t even give a shit
I said just look up at my face I keep the blade up on my hip bitch

Bitch I’m fucked
8x

(brokie)

Bitch I’m manifesting for things I ain’t ever had
Pussy rappers wanna talk u get put up into a pack bitch

(brokie)

Off the pills and off the liquor said why I be feeling sad
All these drugs up in my system im dying up on this mattress 

(brokie)

Bitch I’m fucked
8x

TALK II [PROD. AKENO]

238HACHIMAN [@238hachiman]

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