art: @ghostwheeel
prod: @vyle

LYRICS:
[TNTSLINKY]
I GOT MY BITCH FUCKIN FLOODED
UP YO ASS MY FOOT I SHOVE IT
GOT MY WRISTS ALL CUTTED
MY MAIN SHAWTY FUCKIN LOVE IT
WHEN I TAKE HER HEAD OFF
TAKE HER BODY TO THE DOCKS
JUST BOUGHT A NEW AK IF YOU WANNA FUCKIN ROCK
GUNSHOTS RIGHT OUTSIDE YO CRIB
THAT BOY HIDIN IN HIS CLOSET LIKE A FAGGOT
FUCKIN HIT HIM IN HIS RIB WHEN I STAB HIM
STRAIGHT JACKET
YEAH THEY GOT ME IN A FUCKIN STRAIGHT JACKET
ONLY WEAR HOODS CAUSE IM SICK OF ALL YO CAPPIN
AYE LIKE GET LOW GET LOW
GET YO BITCH ASS ON THE FUCKIN GROUND
FUCKIN STAB HIM IN THE FACE TILL THAT PUSSY MAKE NO SOUND
FUCKIN SHOVE HIM IN THE DIRT
I DON'T CARE I DON’T CARE 
FUCKIN SHOVE HIM IN THE DIRT
I DON'T CARE
GO CRY ABOUT IT LITTLE PUSSY I DON’T GIVE ONE FUCK
ME AND MY BOYS STUNTIN IN THIS BITCH WE GOT OUR GUNS UP
I RAN OUT OF FUCKIN BULLETS
I FUCKIN STAB HIM IN THE FACE

STAB HIM IN THE FACE [FEAT. T.J.R.] (PROD. VYLE)

Ft @fukheli n @kilimanjauri
Art by meeee
Goated fuckin song

WORMHOLE w/HEL!, KILIMANjauri [doublemulti x ayo.jessie x zanybeats]

Prod me
Hbd Kast!! Art by her too, @ werefueledbyhate on insta

CONCEAL CARRY, WHILE POSTED WIT MY PURRADA
ASK ME WHAT I'M WEARING, ALL THIS SHIT PAWLENCIAGA

YOU CAN'T EVEN START UP, THAT AIN'T WHAT I THOUGHT OF
COLD START DIESEL, EHH, CRASH INTO YOUR FATHER
CLEAN THE BLOODSTAINS FROM THE BUMPERS OF MY CAR YUH
HE NEVER MADE IT BACK HOME, NEVER MADE IT FAR YUH

TRAPPIN BODIES FROM THE BACK OF MY HOME
MAKIN BANDS FOR THE FASHION I OWN 
BITCH YOUR MOUTH IS FULL OF FOAM
50 CAL GO STRAIGHT TO YOUR DOME

STAPLIN FLESH THAT I KNOW 
PUSSY FAGGOT WON'T GO HOME
FEEL LIKE JOHNNY SILVERHAND, LESS FLESH MORE CHROME
ALL THESE HATERS WATCHIN WHILE I CRUSH HIM WITH A STONE

STEPPIN IN NEW ROCKS
I DON'T GIVE A FUCK
PUSSY BEG FOR MORE TIME, BITCH YOU OUTTA LUCK

CONCEAL CARRY, WHILE POSTED WIT MY PURRADA
ASK ME WHAT I'M WEARING, ALL THIS SHIT PAWLENCIAGA
ALMOSTPURITY YEAH BITCH IMMA BECOME A GOD YUH
SPIKES ON MY CLOTHES, ON MY SHOES, AND IN YOUR HEART YUH

POSTED W PURRADA [HOSTED BY 120.20 AP RADIO]

FOLLOW GRVEYRD REAL GHOUL SHIT YESYESYES
https://www.instagram.com/grveyrd.wav?igsh=MWtjNTF0MHZnZ25taQ==

FTS IN ORDER

KXLLBVT 0:21

NIBXL 0:43

BRONKX3 1:26

PACKRATSGRAVE 2:09

WILLOW'S GRAVE 2:48

SEV VERY RARE 3:00

JAY ELAR 3:53

WILDMVTT 4:38

NYHTMARE 5:51

SKULLDOG 7:07

1ST BEAT PROD. KXLLBVT X DIGBAR

2ND BEAT PROD DIKLORDEFENIL

3RD BEAT PROD NYHTMARE

LYRICS:

KXLLBVT

10CORPSE DEAD IN THE PIT I LAY
THINK IM INSIDE THE PROBLEM I THINK I MIGHT STAY
LIL BITCH ITS THE END
ITS THE END
IMMA BLOW MY BRAINS OUT 
SO YOULL NEVER FUCKIN SEE ME AGAIN ×2

NIBXL

tbh idk what he sayin for his first half of his verse it sounds like lizard speak sorry nIbby

BRONKX3

MOTHAFUCKA I DONT CARE NO I DONT GIVE A SINGLE FUCK
U WANT PROBLEMS WITH ME PUSSY BOY COME TEST YO FUCKIN LUCK 
PUT MY DICK INSIDE HER THROAT AND NOW SHE SOUNDS LIKE DONALD DUCK
IMMA HIT U WITH THIS FO FIVE I AINT TALKIN DONALD TRUMP

BLEGH

SMOKIN ZAZA WITH MY BROTHERS ROLLIN UP THE ?
MIDDLE FINGERS TO THE SYSTEM THEY KEEP CALLIN ME A PUNK
SMOKIN ON THE ROSIN I CAN FEEL IT SCRATCHIN IN MY LUNGS
I BEEN SEEIN DIFFERENT PATTERNS I HAVE ACID ON MY TOUNGUE
WE GON PULL UP ON HIM AND WE HIT EM WITH THAT DRUMSTICK
MIXIN DIFFERENT CHEMICALS NOW I CANT FUCKIN FUNCTION 
IM SO SICK OF ALL THIS SHIT I STAY SCREAMIN FUCK IT

PACKRAT

I BREAK SHIT STRETCH MY MONEY LIKE ITS LUFFY
NO GANG BITCH I GO SOLO LIKE A BITCH OF JERKMEET
YOU CANT HURT ME
YOU LOOK SO FUCKED UP THAT ITS UNERVING 
ROLLING UP WHATS LEFT OF ALL YOUR FRIENDS IM FUCKING BURNING
PACKS OF THEM
LEAVE THEM WITH THE RATS AGAIN
GRAVES IS ALL IM DIGGING 
TOSSING AWAY ALL THATS LEFT OF THEM
THEIR SKIN IS DELICIOUS 
LIKE SOME MOTHER FUCKING M&MS
FIRE THEM AND CHOP THEM ALL UP
THATS A SEVERANCE
I DONT GIVE A FUCK BOUT NOBODY
FEELING LIKE IM TOXIC
PUSSY FAGGOTS JUMP ON ME
THINKING THAT IM NOT ABOUT IT
I DO NOT NEED ONE GUN 
TO POP ALL OF THOSE THAT WONT DO JACK SHIT
THINKING OH MY GOD YOU DUMB FUCK
GOT YOU DEAD AND DOWN BITCH

WILLOW'S GRAVE

......

SEV

TIME TO DO THIS SHORT ASS VERSE
IF U TALKIN SHIT ILL HIT U WIT A FUCKIN STICK
AND THEN ILL HIT U IN THE HEAD I KNOW THAT BITCH IS VERY THICK
EVERYTIME I DROP A SONG I KNOW I SAMPLE TRIPLE SIX
ILL USE MY KNIFE TO CUT U UP AND THEN ILL HIT YOU WITH A BRICK
IF U TALKIN SHIT ILL HITCHU WIT MY FUCKIN BIG KNIFE
OUT HERE WITH THE HOMIES BITCH WE STAYIN UP ALL DAMN NIGHT
RIP YOU FUCKIN GUTS UP AND EAT THAT SHIT ITS FUCKIN RIPE
MY KNIFE LET IT TALK, IMMA LET IT FUCKIN SLICE AND DICE

JAY ELAR 

BALLS HANGIN LOW WHEN I WALK INTO THE ROOM
I GOT A WHOLE LOTTA HOES AND THEY DANCIN TO THIS TUNE
YEA I GOTTA KEEP THIS RHYTHM SO IM STEPPIN LIKE ITS DUE
IF YOU RLLY WANNA START SHIT IMMA SEND YOU TO YOUR DOOM
BIG GUNS ON US WORKS OF HELL WE BRINGIN DOOM
KILL MOTHAFUCKAS GRAB MY LOOT IM STACKIN ROOM
IMPRINT ON YO BITCHES ASS RED LIKE BABOON
THIS A WHOLE NEW START BITCH IM WRAPPED UP LIKE COCOON 
I LIKE DRUGS I LIKE SEX ALL THIS SHIT JUST GOT ME TENSE IF YOU WANT TO BE MY BITCH THEN SHES GOT TO WEAR THOSE NETS IF YOU SHOWIN DISRESPECT THAT I'M COMING FOR YOUR NECK IF YOU REALLY WANT IF YOU REALLY LOVE THIS LIFE YOU'LL FUCKIN BURN WITH ALL THE REST GO UP AND DOWN JUST LIKE A POGO GIVE ME HEAD AND I GO LOCO SUCK ON ME JUST LIKE A ROLO DONE WITH ME NOW THAT'S A NO NO SHE MIGHT BITCH SHE CALL ME DADDY SUCK MY DICK YES SHE A BADDIE IF YOU EVER WANT TO HAVE ME THEN YOU GOT TO HAVE A FATTY

WILDMVTT

BIG GUNS CHOP KNIVES BITCH THAT'S WHAT I TOTE BIG STEPPER EATING GOOD FEEL LIKE BIG SMOKE SMOKING ON THAT GOOD KUSH IT GON MAKE ME CHOKE YEAH I NEED A, YEAH I NEED A BAD BITCH LOOK LIKE 6AR6IE6 THAT'S A SIX SIX BITCH WITH SOME BIG TITS


EUGH×4


10CORPSE

song from 2023 or sum
@ikuzxoxo

Lyrics:

I LEAVE HIS BODY MANGLED
I LEAVE YO BITCH DISABLED
YOU THOUGHT THIS SHIT WAS STABLE
BUT NOW YOU ON THE TABLE
UHHAGAUJHHIUAGDBJUO;DSFG
SDFHJNFBDFDBNFD
BFDJFBDJUFBDJINOUBFDJIOUBFD
BITCH H H H 
SUBOSUOISOIUISOVD
SDOIUHSHOIUBSIOH
SFDOUISBFDIO
LIL FAGGOTS ON MY DICK
I CANT STAND FOR THAT SHIT
JHJVOLWS;LS;ABJJKL
POPPIN
NOTHING CAN STOP ME

BOY THE SHIT YOU TALKIN MAKE YOU SOUND RETARDED 
I THINK I LOST IT
THROW HIS FUCKIN BODY IN THE GARBAGE
TEAR HIS HEAD OFF
AND I MADE HIS PARENTS WATCH IT
IM PISSIN ON YOUR GRAVE WHILE YOUR STUPID BITCH IS SOBBIN
PIGGIES WANT ME DEAD THEN PULL UP AND FUCKIN KILL ME
STAB HIM IN THE EYES 
SO I GUESS WE’LL SEE WHAT HE’LL SEE
COMIN NEXT
MOTHER FUCKER
YEAH YOU’RE NEXT ON THE LIST
YOU CAN'T TALK TO YO BITCH WITH MY DICK BETWEEN HER LIPS
FEELIN LIKE A SURGEON WHEN IM ALL UP IN HER GUTS
THROW THAT HOE UP ON THE BED
YEAH THAT BITCH BE TRYNNA FUCK
EMPTY OUT YO FUCKIN POCKETS PUSSY BOY IM RUNNIN UP
SHOUT OUT BDDLY I KEEP A SWITCH BLADE
RUN UP ON ME AND I’LL PUT IT IN YO FACE
I'M RUNNIN UP AND I'M ENDIN YOU’RE DAYS

NEXT ON THE LIST (FEAT/PROD. IKUZXOXO)

art by meh
lyrics:
keep it solid keep it movin when im pushin weight we kickin face, kickin down that door b*tch what a stupid place, got a big gun b*tch where tf the case
im the only one b*tch who can keep his face, trip on yo face on yo lace where the fade, put a space on your place u cant get away, where the f*ck u movin,
keep a glick in my hand cuz im fu**in stupid, nah i aint lovin no damn b*tch u aint call me cupid, where tf u movin, keep a glick in my hand cuz im fu**ing stupid, nah i aint loving no damn b*tch u aint call me cupid, glick in my hand cuz im fu**in stupid. repeat

TRIP ON YO FACE (PROD. VYLE)

KLEVELAS PART A LIL FUCKED BUT ITS OKAY
ART BY NAARCAN
MIX BY ME, KLEVELA AND VALAQ
MASTER BY ME 

NO LYRICS SORRY

ACID BATH FT KLEVELA X VALAQ X DOLLSCAR [TEZCOLAP]

LYRICS IDK FUCK U
ORDER OF VERSES
SPXXKY
717NA
KHAON
DOLLSCAR
CRAIG SCISSORHANDS
PROD NOVAFLED + KHAON

spotify

LOLLIPOP CHAINSAW [FT. CRAIG SCISSORHANDS / SPXXKY / 717NA / KHAON] [PROD. NOVÂFLED / KHAON]

@kkaratel @ki11cross

https://genius.com/C4ceo-and-karatel-scientology-lyrics

SCIENTOLOGY (FEAT. KARATEL) (PROD. KILLCROSS)

SELF AWARE [GRVEYRD EXCLUSIVE]

[Intro]
You thought silence was safety, thought your shame was buried deep.
You thought you could sleep while we bled.
No more. The night’s awake — and we remember.

[Verse 1]
You moved like a shadow, smiling like a saint,
Tucked your hands in pockets while you taught us pain.
Thought your secrets were stone, thought your name was safe,
Built your kingdom on stolen nights and lies you draped.
We kept the wounds quiet, swallowed the screams,
You fed on our fear and sold our dreams.
But the ledger’s open now, receipts in my fist,
I’m speaking the names — I won’t be dismissed.

[Pre-Chorus]
You wanted hush. You wanted peace.
We wanted truth. You got release.
No more cover, no more lies,
We pull the curtain, we light the skies.

[Chorus]
Your heart will know the weight of truth tonight,
No hiding in the darkness, no running from the light.
You stole our nights — we’ll claim the dawn,
We shout your name till your cover’s gone.
The heartbeat of reckoning pounds in the street,
We bring the proof, we won’t retreat.
You thought you’d win — thought you’d be free,
Now face the day — now face what we see.

[Verse 2]
Your alibis crack, your stories fall,
We stack the witness statements, we show them all.
Every lie you told becomes a rope,
We drag it into daylight, we take the hope.
You’ll sleep for now — but not in peace,
Truth is a shadow that never cease.
We’re the noise you tried to smother with gold,
We’re the names on the lips of the young and old.

[Pre-Chorus]
You built your walls with other people’s bones,
We tear them down and we take back home.
No more silence, no more shame,
We turn your lies to ash and flame.

[Chorus]
Your heart will know the weight of truth tonight,
No hiding in the darkness, no running from the light.
You stole our nights — we’ll claim the dawn,
We shout your name till your cover’s gone.
The heartbeat of reckoning pounds in the street,
We bring the proof, we won’t retreat.
You thought you’d win — thought you’d be free,
Now face the day — now face what we see.

[Bridge]
We are the voices you tried to mute.
We are the files, the photos, the truth.
We call the cops, we call the court, we call your name,
We make the public square remember your shame.
No more hush money, no quiet deals,
We’re the force that rips off your seals.
You took what wasn’t yours — you’ll answer the cost,
We resurrect the lost and count what you lost.

[Breakdown]
Call the names! Light the proof!
No more corners — no more roof!
Expose! Report! Demand the law!
We’re done covering up what you saw!

[Final Chorus]
Your heart will know the weight of truth tonight,
No hiding in the darkness, no running from the light.
You stole our nights — we’ll claim the dawn,
We shout your name till your cover’s gone.
The heartbeat of reckoning pounds in the street,
We bring the proof — we won’t retreat.
You thought you’d win — thought you’d be free,
Now face the day — now face what we see.

[Outro]
You don’t get to sleep while we remember.
You don’t get to lie while we speak.
We are the storm you made — we are the reckoning.
We will not be silenced.

NEXT ON THE LIST (FEAT/PROD. IKUZXOXO)

TNT Slinky