produced by me

she ready (+ cujo) [spvrk]

MFYM (MR. F#CK YOUR MRS.) feat : Joey The Kid

Produced by Gullyspit
Engineered by Gullyspit

intro hook:
I HEARD THE BOMBS HIT GROZNY
8 OZ’s and they hitting like they baki
PYSCHO SOCIAL TERRORIST LOOK ICY
THEY don’t REALLY LIKE ME 

verse 1:
out here living with the jingos got me going really crazy
i ain’t tryna fight you cause my 45 got no safety 
bitch I, bitch I been that black tar i been that gutter baby
y’all can’t really phase me
talking to the cops probably signing affidavits
you ain’t scaring me boy look down at your hands
why they shaking? told them come collect they mans
y’all ain’t making moves hope y’all got another plan
she wanna make a movie told her don’t use any hands
bridge 1:
everybody hit the floor
they been aiming at the windows 
C4 and flip phone
send these fucker to the moon
I’m on my cleaver shit 
my m19 ho chi min shit
that bomb strapped to your Beamer
shit go ahead quick turn the keys
put your ass on CNN LIKE

Hook 2:
I HEARD THE BOMBS HIT GROZNY
8 OZ’s and they hitting like they baki
PYSCHO SOCIAL TERRORIST LOOKING ICY
THEY don’t REALLY LIKE ME 
THATS CAUSE THEY AINT LIKE ME
x2

breakdown:
fuck the BASSLINE y’all don’t sound right
this shit basic y’all just sound bites
yo audience is all fucking alt-right 
stuck in my basement waiting to die, I
pass the note to the teller 
tell her give me those funds
pipe bombs on the pipelines
y’all ain’t ready for the flood 
/INTERLUDE/
bridge 2:
everybody hit the floor
they be aiming at the windows 
C4 and flip phone
send these fucker to the moon
I’m on my cleaver shit 
my m19 ho chi min shit
that bomb strapped to your Beamer
shit go ahead quick turn the keys
put your ass on CNN

hook 3:
I HEARD THE BOMBS HIT GROZNY
8 OZ’s and they hitting like they baki
PYSCHO SOCIAL TERRORIST LOOK ICY
THEY don’t REALLY LIKE ME 
THATS CAUSE THEY AINT LIKE ME
x2
*out here living with the*
outro: 
y’all don’t really wanna play
get my money get the fuck up our way
on my dick on my dick
that’s where everybody stay
don’t waste my time
go ahead and gimme brain

Grozny

stick talk (prod. spvrk)

Santa

Features: https://soundcloud.com/twentythree777
https://soundcloud.com/sulphofficial
Cover: https://www.instagram.com/osdbleach/

SAVE ME

SAVE ME FT TWENTYTHREE & SULPH

Danica Patrick

**Lyrics**

(2019 DAEGHO)
Okay My blade 
Go through ya face 
No face case 
Today, I’ll put you in the past 
And your future I’ll fucking take 
Drinking Sambuca I’m faded like Boosie 
My Vision stay blurry, I’m fuelled by this fury 
My Air Force 1’s to ya jaw bitch imma boot it 
My Air Force 1’s to ya jaw bitch imma boot it 
We gon’ make yo body look like it was chewed up 
Comin’ for you in yo sleep like Freddy Krueger 
TMNT boy will look like a mutant 
Leave him to rot in a motherfuckin sewer 
Guts oozing out his body like some noodles 
Leaving no witnesses, kill the accusers 
Eu sou rápido como um puma você é lento como uma tartaruga 
Cut off your tongue 
You will get muted, sh sh 
Bussin these shots 
Leave your top roofless 
Cut off your tongue 
You will get muted, sh sh 
Bussin these shots Leave your top roofless


(2022 NIKKO)
 Boy don't say shit 
(Shutup!) 
Cause you could get it up
Diamonds they cold like the winter
The fate of your world in my fingertip
RIP 
RIP  
I been on the road 
GANG DEEP, just like a bottomless hole
Dirty for the low 
Slap white! just like im slapping these hoes 
M-E-A-T can't wait to meat her  
Boy my dick a remote the way it mute her feeder 
Whole game all tight i had to up the features 
Lil rap niggas my sons I have to teach em 
How to walk up in this bitch 
By your dolo and still make a ticket 
Make a check, right out to this dick!
Boy I need respect!
Need admission but don't need permission boy im really next!

M*TED

M*TED (2019//2022 wintertide reboot)- DAEGHO x NIKKO

Night Sweats

Stealth

Lyrics:

Dreams
They follow me around
Dreams
They follow me around
Dreams
They follow me around
Dreams
They follow me around

Lately I been thinking about the time that you left
Body levitating, breathing without taking a breath
I'm still picking up the pieces from the puzzle you wrecked
Body burning like the Nazarene, the mother she wept
I been waking up in shambles, all my thoughts are a mess
My bones are aching and groaning, a sinking pain in my chest
When I'm sleeping there's a voice that lets me know it's upset
Hallucination dripping from me in a puddle of sweat

Hop out of my noggin, I don't know ya
Demon followed me to Arizona
Preaching out against me in a major way
Pay your rent in my head, old persona
I'm familiar with that stank aroma
Dreams have followed me
It seems they're here to stay

(KAMAARA)
Stick to your story
Overextend you bend you break you eat the take and wash down the glory
I know she badly bad you're madly sad upset she really adore me
I got the car the drip the coat moncler the glicks so please do not bore me
Buried a lie to tie a tie if lies could bite this shit could get gory

Open the sun and stow away a wasted day like it's not important
E on her tongue the cost to love is hard to pay when you can't afford it
Give me the keys the red ones too I dodge and weave I muh fucken floor it
Minimal space I lie awake and smell decay but tend to ignore it

(Witchouse 40k)
Crawl with the rats out the mud,
Zombie rot em, put a shot in your back up
Boy see the back of my gun with it
Pullup on em, and I'm bringing his past up
Past up
Hop out the coffin, I walk out the bottom alone, got a glock and a mag on my nuts
Sediment talkin, my skull full of holes, see the maggots around, I got bats in my blood

Ghosts in the patch and we carve em out,
I spin the block on em, haunted house
Ghost in the face, leave your body out
Camber your bones till they bottom out
Glock on my body, I shot at your body, I rot em, he turn to a ghost town
Fully auto wit the blicky, your block looking haunted, I'm hearing these ghosts sounds

Nobody but the soul found, keep the pole out when I pullup on em
Cold house, I was broke down, now a gold mouth when I pullup on em

Dreams
They follow me around
Dreams
They follow me around
Dreams
They follow me around
Dreams
They follow me around

prod. MOSSBACK
support: https://www.patreon.com/mossback

Skinwalker Social Club

STRIGOI

STRIGOI (feat. KAMAARA & Witchouse 40k)

ALL PLATFORMS

YO [prod. shneaky]

Lyrics:

Sometimes 
I sit and wish that I could die
Blurry vision in my eyes 
Contemplating suicide 

Found one reason why I’m livin
Wen I gaze into my sons eyes
I owe this kid the world 
Protect and serve until the dust bites

Think back 
Wen did the bullshit all start 
My mother hates cuz her father brainwashed my whole heart 

Her ex was touchin me shit 
While I was just a young kid 
I promised that I’ll slit his throat 
If I see em again 

There ain’t no chance in hell
I’m goin out without a fight 
The reason for my addiction 
To that coke and meth pipes

I’ll never dream again 
Cuz all of my dreams been broke
Robbed of my innocence 
Damn why is my heart so cold 

If you could see the shit I went through 
Maybe you would understand 
As I strike this cigarette 
And think I’m less than a man 

No father figure 
Just another Nigga to step on my dreams
Tell me what I can and can’t do
 Because he can’t do things 

Gettin the shit kicked up out you 
Cuz you make some mistakes 
Forever shittin on me hard
Because I have my dad’s face 

You must’ve really hate the dude 
Do you hate my son too 
Because he looks and acts and breaths 
Just the way that I do 

We only human
Why the fucc you tryna break me down hard 
I already duck and dodge the bullets 
That land in our yard 

Southside menace
That’s what this world created 
Six deep or in a cage was the bed that I lay in 

Ain’t no hope for me 
With the cards I was dealt 
Since I was young the only place I ever knew was called hell 

Fucc that
I rather die than live life 
Because my grandma always told me afterlife 
comes paradise 

So I think and sit with this chrome 45 
Weight of the World on my shoulders 
Wishin I could just die 

Open up the heavens gate
And lord please let me inside 

Am I forgiven for my sins 
Should I repent and then cry?

Fucc1994 (Prod. Kivnti)

Crackin Jaws (Prod.Spvrk)

Produced By Ned Bundy

Smoke fills my lungs and then it fills the room 
I'm blazing like inferno all i push is doom
my fingertips are coated in the sticky residue 
with my blunt burning from midnight to high noon 
I love to smell a ganja plant knowing it will harness buds 
sticky green rituals 
that it'll get me high as fuck
pour the water into soil like a blessing a satanic  druid 
my eyes are red as fire from the lighter 
avid drug user
Feeling so nice on ice
Let my organs the price
I'm a Devil when i fuck 
and a Devil when i fight 
i am mother fucking drugs 
suck my dick and get high. 
from all areas of code
im trippin out in 505
undercover on the block
I see him ridin by 
i see the future all of times
bloodshot third eye
sending smoke signals from my house 
spiral to the sky 
Pullin up movin thangs so i can have a nice life
They call me nedward scissorhands 
who got the best trimmers  
a pile of drugs up on the table and it's all for dinner
I don't fuck with uppers & downers but sometimes i let them enter
my system like I'm hunter S thompson on the printer  
light a cocaine dunhill don't need no fuckin air i am deceased
my lungs are black like my like my heart buried underground beneath
roasting in pit roast in the streets  
mental feast
im preparin getting fit for the freeze
Thinkin that you slick and i wont care if your a thief 
Its gon get lit like the barrel on my piece

Crackin Jaws (Prod.Spvrk)

Carcano