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Spiders In The Dark

mxbfest 2.0 preshow

LYRICS:

BLCKK:

FUCK HIM HOPE HE ROTTIN' WHERE HE CAME FROM
I PUT ALL MY MONEY ON THAT 50 DRUM
PARK MY SHIT OUTSIDE HIS FUCKING FAMILY CRIB
DEALT WITH ALL THAT SHIT HE FUCKING SAID HE DID
ON MY LIFE I AIN'T GON' LET THAT BOY JUST WALK AWAY
I'M GON' FUCK HIS LIFE UP THAT FAGGOT FUCKING DEAD
I PUT MY FOOT UP ON HIS NECK AND FUCKING CHOKE HIM OUT
ALL THEM BITCHES CRYIN' 'BOUT HIS DEATH I FUCKING SHOT 'EM DOWN

CAME FOR THE BITCHES THAT AIN'T GIVE A FUCK
I THROW THAT BOTTLE WHERE IT NEED TO BE I'M FUCKIN' UP
DISSAPOINTMENT, LOOK AT WHAT I COULDA BEEN
SHIT I'M PASSED OUT, LOOK WHAT ALL THEM DRINKS DID
X2

RAT SHIT
I'M FUCKING LOOKIN' FOR YOU, PUSSY ON THAT CAP SHIT
HE WANT MY NAME UP IN HIS MOUTH WE 'BOUTTA TAX HIM
DON'T FUCKING PLAY WITH ME LET'S SEE WHAT'S BOUTTA HAPPEN
I BEEN WAITIN' I BEEN HOPIN' I COULD DRAG SHIT
I DON'T TALK 'LESS I NEED A BAG BITCH
THIS AIN'T WHAT YOU SEE ON THE INTERNET FUCKING CATFISH
COULDN'T GET ME TO GIVE A FUCK IF YOU TRIED, SHIT
EVERYTHING I'M BOUT FUCKING DIFFERENT I FUCKING TOLD EM SAID I

CAME FOR THE BITCHES THAT AIN'T GIVE A FUCK
I THROW THAT BOTTLE WHERE IT NEED TO BE I'M FUCKIN' UP
DISSAPOINTMENT, LOOK AT WHAT I COULDA BEEN
SHIT I'M PASSED OUT, LOOK WHAT ALL THEM DRINKS DID

TRIPLE777:

kill your self cause
(Suicide is badass)
I could give a fuckin rats ass
None of you faggots will outlast
The onslaught of the bow bow that I air out like Baghdad
Motha fucka tryna talk shit but I strongly advice up against that
A fuckboy i exterminate
I destroy ima terminate
Killin rappers new murder rate from this kid t7 from the bay
When I stand you finna sit in the shade tell a fairy punk bitch get out the game
You livin life as a damn lame I’m finna life my life know my damn name
Right hook to his face ima let him have blood up on the pavment
If you really wanna one on one we can make it happen like it’s entertainment 
Ha ha ha face it motha fucka you don’t wanna face me
I’ve been very fuckin patent 
But never let time get wasted
Out the mud sanitation
Out the lake like I’m Jason 
Outta bart to my station 
I’m neo not a fuckin agent
Me and black goin crazy
I’m feelin free like a mason
I will never end up gettin lazy
I will never end up gettin jaded

BLCKK:

CAME FOR THE BITCHES THAT AIN'T GIVE A FUCK
I THROW THAT BOTTLE WHERE IT NEED TO BE I'M FUCKIN' UP
DISSAPOINTMENT, LOOK AT WHAT I COULDA BEEN
SHIT I'M PASSED OUT, LOOK WHAT ALL THEM DRINKS DID
X2

AFOURTEEN:

AFOURTEEN DID NOT WRITE HIS LYRICS

BLCKK:

CAME FOR THE BITCHES THAT AIN'T GIVE A FUCK
I THROW THAT BOTTLE WHERE IT NEED TO BE I'M FUCKIN' UP
DISSAPOINTMENT, LOOK AT WHAT I COULDA BEEN
SHIT I'M PASSED OUT, LOOK WHAT ALL THEM DRINKS DID

SUICIDE IS BADASS FEAT. TRIPLE777 & AFOURTEEN [PROD. SKOTSKR]

[intro]
fucked up. well, let's go. come on, come on, come on.

[chorus]
armor, armor, I need armor (sheesh)
armor, armor, I need armor (sheesh)
give me all the money from the cash register, bitch
give me all the money from the cash register, bitch
[verse]
yes everyone knows that life is not easy,
it doesn't make sense there is a job, but,
I do not urge and there is no choice,
I always take a bulletproof vest with me.
[pro-bridge]
I go into the store and I hear the sounds of shouting,
I'm wearing a ski mask and I can't be seen,
I tell everyone to lie down and take out the ammo
I DON'T WANT TO STOP!
[bridge]
LIE DOWN, LIE DOWN, LIE DOWN, LIE DOWN,
LIE DOWN, LIE DOWN,
GIMME MONEY, GIMME MONEY, GIMME MONEY, GIMME MONEY,
GIMME MONEY, GIMME MONEY, GIMME MONEY, GIMME MONEY,
GIMME MONEY, GIMME MONEY, GIMME MONEY, GIMME MONEY,
GIMME MONEY, GIMME MONEY, GIMME MONEY, GIMME MONEY,
GIMME MONEY, GIMME MONEY, GIMME MONEY, GIMME MONEY.
[chorus]
armor, armor, I need armor (sheesh)
armor, armor, I need armor (sheesh)
give me all the money from the cash register, bitch
give me all the money from the cash register, bitch

[Russian version]

[интро]
пиздец. ну всё погнали. давай, давай, давай.

[припев]
броня, броня, мне нужна броня (sheesh)
броня, броня, мне нужна броня (sheesh)
давай все деньги с кассы, сука
давай все деньги с кассы, сука
[куплет]
да все знают что жить не легко,
в этом нету смысла есть работа, но,
я не призываю и выбора нет,
я всегда беру с собой бронежилет.
[пре-бридж]
вхожу в магазин и слышу звуки криков,
на мне лыжная маска и меня не видно,
говорю всем лежат и достаю маслят
Я НЕ ХОЧУ ОСТАНАВЛИВАТЬСЯ!
[бридж]
ЛЕЖАТЬ, ЛЕЖАТЬ, ЛЕЖАТЬ, ЛЕЖАТЬ,  
ЛЕЖАТЬ, ЛЕЖАТЬ, 
ГОНИ ДЕНЬГИ, ГОНИ ДЕНЬГИ, ГОНИ ДЕНЬГИ, ГОНИ ДЕНЬГИ,
ГОНИ ДЕНЬГИ, ГОНИ ДЕНЬГИ, ГОНИ ДЕНЬГИ, ГОНИ ДЕНЬГИ,
ГОНИ ДЕНЬГИ, ГОНИ ДЕНЬГИ, ГОНИ ДЕНЬГИ, ГОНИ ДЕНЬГИ,
ГОНИ ДЕНЬГИ, ГОНИ ДЕНЬГИ, ГОНИ ДЕНЬГИ, ГОНИ ДЕНЬГИ,
ГОНИ ДЕНЬГИ, ГОНИ ДЕНЬГИ, ГОНИ ДЕНЬГИ, ГОНИ ДЕНЬГИ.
[припев]
броня, броня, мне нужна броня (sheesh)
броня, броня, мне нужна броня (sheesh)
давай все деньги с кассы, сука
давай все деньги с кассы, сука

IF TRIPLESIXDELETE WAS A ROBBER [PROD. ISQ]

[pre-chorus]
Woo-woo (ha-ha), Woo-woo (ha-ha), Woo-woo (ha-ha), Woo-woo (ha-ha).

[chorus]
you're in the same bag as me, you're fucked.
you're in the same bag as me, you're fucked.
you're in the same bag as me, you're fucked.
you're in the same bag as me, you're fucked.

[verse]
what is money here everyone knows
what is bribes here they know twice
what is money here everyone knows
what is bribes here they know twice
you will get that pain - it hardens
why so many people don't know about it
you're marginally fucking tired and I understand perfectly
there's nothing wrong with that - it's the spirit of competition

[chorus]
you're in the same bag as me, you're fucked.
you're in the same bag as me, you're fucked.
you're in the same bag as me, you're fucked.
you're in the same bag as me, you're fucked.

[Russian version]

[пре-припев]
У-ууу (ха-ха), У-ууу (ха-ха), У-ууу (ха-ха), У-ууу (ха-ха).

[припев]  
ты в одной сумке которой я, тебе бля пизда,
ты в одной сумке которой я, тебе бля пизда,
ты в одной сумке которой я, тебе бля пизда,
ты в одной сумке которой я, тебе бля пизда.
[куплет]
что такое деньги тут знает каждый,
что такое взятки тут знают дважды
что такое деньги тут знает каждый,
что такое взятки тут знают дважды
тебе сделают ту боль - это закаляет
почему так много людей об этом не знает
ты заебался немного и я прекрасно понимаю
в этом ничего такого это дух соревнования

[припев]  
ты в одной сумке которой я, тебе бля пизда,
ты в одной сумке которой я, тебе бля пизда,
ты в одной сумке которой я, тебе бля пизда,
ты в одной сумке которой я, тебе бля пизда.

YOU'RE IN THE SAME BAG [PROD. TRIPLESIXDELETE]

[intro]
*humming*

[chorus]
I hate, I hate you
I hate, I hate you
and I don't want to hear you and I don't want to hear you.
and I don't want to hear you and I don't want to hear you.
I hate all these principles that have been imposed to me in my entire life
my time goes on and it can't be stopped, my time goes on and it can't be stopped.

[bridge]
it won't forgive, it won't pass, it won't go away and it will take
everything it won't forgive, it won't pass, it will take, it will take.

[chorus]
I hate, I hate you
I hate, I hate you
and I don't want to hear you and I don't want to hear you.
and I don't want to hear you and I don't want to hear you.
I hate all these principles that have been imposed to me in my entire life
my time goes on and it can't be stopped, my time goes on and it can't be stopped.

[Russian version]

[интро]
*напевание*

[припев]
ненавижу, ненавижу тебя
ненавижу, ненавижу тебя
и слышать и слышать не хочу
и слышать и слышать не хочу
я ненавижу все эти принципы, которые мне завели за всю жизнь
моё время идёт и его не остановить, моё время идёт и его не остановить.

[бридж]
оно не простит, оно не пройдёт, оно не уйдёт и всё заберёт
оно не простит, оно не пройдёт, оно заберёт, оно заберёт.

[припев]
ненавижу, ненавижу тебя
ненавижу, ненавижу тебя
и слышать и слышать не хочу
и слышать и слышать не хочу
я ненавижу все эти принципы, которые мне завели за всю жизнь
моё время идёт и его не остановить, моё время идёт и его не остановить.

I HATE TIME [PROD. TRIPLESIXDELETE]

lyrics: 

there’s no point, they have won
take our daughters and our sons
make more slaughter with our guns 
everyone is alive for to make mo funds

if you can hear this song
then something somewhere’s going wrong
then you might be alive meaning you’re not gone
then you might have decided to put it on

in the pad like a frog sitting on a pond
cuz there’s no point, they have won  
take our daughters and our sons
make more slaughter with our guns 
everyone is alive for to make mo funds

if you can hear this song
it’s cuz it’s 2021 
or they have not yet dropped the bombs
or maybe just not launched em all 

i'm smoking that impossible 
so i will not act volatile 
i know it’s not responsible 
but that is my response to bull shit

i feel unstoppable
under my shorts i have a full dick 
it is improbable 
that you would have the balls to pull it

if you were gripping the trigger
would you make like Adolf Hitler
or would you just sit on twitter
saying how you want to kill yourself

das that shit i'm sick of 
there aint shit to hit below yo belt
you a fucking quitter 
i hope your entire life is hell

why you sound so bitter darkie?
cuz when i'm close to giving up

and i'm considering shoving all i’ve done up my butt
i remember what my father told me when i-i was young
no one really gives a fuck about your life until it’s done

they have won

take our daughters and our sons
make more slaughter with our guns 
everyone is alive for to make mo funds

if you can hear this song
then something somewhere’s going wrong
then you might be alive meaning you’re not gone
then you might have decided to put it on

from the front to the back
pe-po somou mo-at
a cou puthaum a
a cou puthaum a-at

a cou puthaum a
i could put that on myself
boku namae wa
mister put yo ass up on a shelf

hai, dozo let’s begin
get yo ass inside the ring
in my dojo im the king
i will send yo ass to heaven 

if it mean i keep that belt
if it mean that i’m the champion
i will go through any thing 
the universe just doesn't give a 
fuck about the pain you’ve felt

the little voice tell me give up
a demon with two angel wings
he making everything tough 
cuz he don't wanna see me win

are you down with ending up
regretting wishes in the bin 
cuz you aint wanna try enough

i swear upon my everything that i will never give up
destroy what hell and heaven bring like i am lord shiva
strike fear into my enemies i make the demon shiver
i will turn the blood inside yo people’s veins into a river 

there’s no point, they have won

take our daughters and our sons

there’s no point, on your sword
so what the fuck do you got it for?
there’s no points, on your score
everyone is alive for to make more gore

if you can hear this song
then i have let you live this long
then i let you remain upright
you fucking coward stay and fight 
both of my fists put out your lights!

FIGHT! (PROD. BRAHMAN)

prod me

they tryna prove that they can rap, but no they cant
validate my validation, stroke my pants
i aint holdin hands but you can hold my bands
i aint holdin hands if you gon fold like that
woke up once again its just another day
thought you was a rapper you got none to say
the shit i seen would make you suckaz run away
the shit i seen would make you suckaz run away

if my son afraid, i'll throw my son away
if that bitch is bad i'm gonna fuck her face
and that bitch an animal, gnaw on my fingers
spider gang the clique got everybody triggered

ima throw away the whole kid

only triple that i fuck wit is triple six
delete your brothers and your cousins, yall little kids
dont worry what i'm speakin on, it's family business
stop tryin hard to be in it, you barely wit it
sun out, moon out, gun out
i'm wit my brothers
what now, who now, fuck out
you undercover
they tryna prove that they can rap, but no they cant
validate my validation, stroke my pants
i aint holdin hands but you can hold my bands
i aint holdin hands if you gon fold like that
woke up once again its just another day
thought you was a rapper you got none to say
the shit i seen would make you suckaz run away
the shit i seen would make you suckaz run away
the shit i seen would make you suckaz run away
the shit i seen would make you suckaz run away

frick suckaz (prod. me)

DANCE MF! (prod. Mud)

[ENGLISH LYRICS]

TICK-TOCK, TICK-TOCK, TICK-TOCK YOUR TIME IS RUNNING OUT
TICK-TOCK, TICK-TOCK, TICK-TOCK, TICK-TOCK,
THERE'S SO MUCH SHIT ON THE INTERNET
I'LL NEVER GET THROUGH THIS 
YOU DON'T KNOW MY WAY
THERE ARE NO WORDS TO LEAVE

I'M LIKE A METEOR, BUT I DON'T WEAR DIOR
I'M LIKE A METEOR, BUT I DON'T WEAR DIOR
I'M LIKE A METEOR, BUT I DON'T WEAR DIOR
I'M LIKE A METEOR, BUT I DON'T WEAR DIOR

I DON'T HAVE THIRTY REASONS AND NO HELP
AND I'M ALONE AND FUCK THE GOVERNMENT THEY'RE CRETINS
AND WHAT DO YOU KNOW ABOUT ME ASSHOLE BETTER SHUT THE FUCK UP
AND WHAT DO YOU KNOW ABOUT ME ASSHOLE BETTER FUCK SHUT THE FUCK UP
I DON'T HAVE THIRTY REASONS AND NO HELP
AND I'M ALONE AND FUCK THE GOVERNMENT THEY'RE CRETINS
AND WHAT DO YOU KNOW ABOUT ME-YOU KNOW ABOUT ME ASSHOLE
AND WHAT DO YOU KNOW ABOUT ME-YOU KNOW ABOUT ME ASSHOLE


TICK-TOCK, TICK-TOCK, TICK-TOCK YOUR TIME IS RUNNING OUT
TICK-TOCK, TICK-TOCK, TICK-TOCK, TICK-TOCK,
THERE'S SO MUCH SHIT ON THE INTERNET
I'LL NEVER GET THROUGH THIS 
YOU DON'T KNOW MY WAY
THERE ARE NO WORDS TO LEAVE

I'M LIKE A METEOR, BUT I DON'T WEAR DIOR
I'M LIKE A METEOR, BUT I DON'T WEAR DIOR
I'M LIKE A METEOR, BUT I DON'T WEAR DIOR
I'M LIKE A METEOR, BUT I DON'T WEAR DIOR

[RUSSIAN LYRICS]

ТИК ТАК, ТИК ТАК, ТИК ТАК ТВОЁ ВРЕМЯ ИДЁТ
ТИК ТАК, ТИК ТАК, ТИК ТАК, ТИК ТАК,
В ИНТЕРНЕТЕ СТОЛЬКО ХУЙНИ
МНЕ ЕЁ НИКОГДА НЕ ПРОЙТИ
ТЫ НЕ ЗНАЕШЬ МОЕГО ПУТИ
НЕТУ СЛОВ ЧТОБЫ УЙТИ

Я КАК МЕТЕОР, НО Я НЕ НОШУ DIOR
Я КАК МЕТЕОР, НО Я НЕ НОШУ DIOR
Я КАК МЕТЕОР, НО Я НЕ НОШУ DIOR
Я КАК МЕТЕОР, НО Я НЕ НОШУ DIOR

У МЕНЯ НЕТУ ТРИДЦАТИ ПРИЧИН И ПОМОЩИ
И Я ОДИН И НАХУЙ GOVERMENT ОНИ КРЕТИНЫ
И ЧТО ТЫ ЗНАЕШЬ ПРО МЕНЯ МУДАК ЛУЧШЕ БЛЯ ЗАТКНИСЬ
И ЧТО ТЫ ЗНАЕШЬ ПРО МЕНЯ МУДАК ЛУЧШЕ БЛЯ ЗАТКНИСЬ БЛЯ ЗАТКНИСЬ
У МЕНЯ НЕТУ ТРИДЦАТИ ПРИЧИН И ПОМОЩИ
И Я ОДИН И НАХУЙ GOVERMENT ОНИ КРЕТИНЫ
И ЧТО ТЫ ЗНАЕШЬ ПРО МЕНЯ-ЗНАЕШЬ ПРО МЕНЯ МУДАК
И ЧТО ТЫ ЗНАЕШЬ ПРО МЕНЯ-ЗНАЕШЬ ПРО МЕНЯ МУДАК

ТИК ТАК, ТИК ТАК, ТИК ТАК ТВОЁ ВРЕМЯ ИДЁТ
ТИК ТАК, ТИК ТАК, ТИК ТАК, ТИК ТАК,
В ИНТЕРНЕТЕ СТОЛЬКО ХУЙНИ
МНЕ ЕЁ НИКОГДА НЕ ПРОЙТИ
ТЫ НЕ ЗНАЕШЬ МОЕГО ПУТИ
НЕТУ СЛОВ ЧТОБЫ УЙТИ

Я КАК МЕТЕОР, НО Я НЕ НОШУ DIOR
Я КАК МЕТЕОР, НО Я НЕ НОШУ DIOR
Я КАК МЕТЕОР, НО Я НЕ НОШУ DIOR
Я КАК МЕТЕОР, НО Я НЕ НОШУ DIOR

TIK TAK [PROD. TRIPLESIXDELETE]

BACK IN THE DAY FT. DOC LAUNDRY & CHRIST DILLINGER

back on my swagcore shit

lyrics:
YUH LIGHT IT UP WHEN I WALK IN THIS BITCH 
HOW I STAY SO LIT I AINT WORRIED BOUT SHIT 
AY YUH YEAH YOU PUSSY YOU CANT COMMIT 
YADA LADA DADA YOU CAN EAT A BAG OF DICKS 
I AINT FUCKIN WIT A BITCH AND HER BAG OF TRICKS 
WALK AROUND LIKE THE SHIT I GOT THE OMNITRIX 
YOU’D LOOK SO CUTE IN A BODY BAG 
YOU’D LOOK SO CUTE WITH A TOE TAG 
UH YADA LADA DADA GOT A MOTHER FUCKIN PISTOL 
IT GON SOLVE THE PROBLEM 
WAH WAH AY NOW WHOS THE FATHER ? 
GOT HALF A DOZEN SONS BUT I AINT THE ONE 
HUH AY SLAP THEY DICK IN THEY DAW AND THEY DONE 
UH RUNNIN LAPS ROUND THIS BITCH JUST FOR FUN 
GRAB THE MIC SPIT SOME FACTS AND IM DONE UH 
YOU CAN HOLD THE MIC YOU MIGHT LOOK DUMB UH 
YUH YEAH YOU READ THE BOOKS 
I BE MAKIN MOVES I BE IN THE BOOKS 
HUH WHA? AY! SO WE GET BUCK 
IF YOU SEE THAT LITTLE BITCH TELL HIM GET FUCKED 
YUH UH AY YEAH YOURE SO HARD 
WHY YOUR SHIT SOUND SO SUBPAR?
YUH YUH YUH 
HITCHU WITH A SPUD BAR 
GOIN GHOST GENGAR 
YEAH MY HOMIE END YOUR LIFE FOR A PUFF BAR 
UH BEAT HIS ASS TILL HE FUBAR 
UH YUH WAIT HOPE I DIDNT TAKE IT TOO FAR UH

YADA LADA DADA (PROD. DIMEBAGGIE + DIKLORDEFENIL)

Chief Keef - War

[VERSE I: LIL CUT THROAT]

i got the gun to my head
soaked in that bloody red
i'm coming out of my body
i can't let go of the shotty
$carecrow the fucking almighty
smoking on pages of bible
lurking whenever the night come
only a few i respect
the rest i would piss on em dead
the best that you came across yet
$UICIDE
gods of the dead
ego gave you a big head
i got the the gun to my head
never been scared of the end
you busters stay stuck on pretend
i been fucked up since a kid

[VERSE II: LIL OOZING]

back in 2015 i thought we were knee deep in the snake pit or so it seemed
but 2 years later i'm up to my neck in a slithery death
hissing whispers to my spleen
i've had friends end up dead to me
now they're my enemies
enemies turning to friends
at least now they'll be bending knees
now they'll be sending these threats
i regret that we met
yeah you say its on sight
bitch you know i dont fret
bitch you know i never gave a fuck about a favorite fuck
maybe you could learn a thing or two about how to be a favorite
fuck you lil hoe
10 toes down with 10 tagged toes
10 hoes down with whatever i know
you act like 10 hoes bound to the way shit go

KILL YOURSELF Part XVIII: The Fall of Idols Saga

GOODBYE

[VERSE I: NORMAN ATOMIC]

barrel full of gasoline and still they try matching me
plague with the wicked ways
it's back to the rapturing
actually capturing souls in a black canteen
open the cap and become blackened
back to the back of the lac
flicking cigarette ash
got a chain made of crack
i smoke diamonds and laugh at yall strapped with the gat
like i'm actually scared to die
pull the fucking trigger
back to the back
eyes rolling back
spent all my racks
spent it on crack
spent it on smack
look where i'm at
ain't going back
ain't going back

[VERSE II: ANTHONY MARS]

got a heart so cold
remember selling dope
remember selling coke
DEA pulled me over
plain cars, plain clothes
i didn't bend an inch, strictly sticking to the code
few years ago, was masked up
robbing stores
i set em up on craigslist, then
robbed em em at the door
i'm at the bottom trying to eat
i got no hope
fuck
big ben's death had my head fucked up
i'm popping roxys with the benzos
chest fucked up
i guess my lucks up

KILL YOURSELF Part XIX: The Deep End Saga

INTROVERSION 2.0

FRONT OF THE BUS FT. AFOURTEEN & DISCORD

NOT DIP REMIX FT. CHRIST DILLINGER & MKULTRA PROD. MKULTRA & CHRIST DILLINGER

Meat Man Album 7/??/20

Lyrics:

Flesh on the pedestal
Trash get wet
From my tentacles 

It get Raw

Bled on the pentacle
Set gets head
Its a spectacle

You might fall

Bed is the sepulchral
Text turn red
Get ephemeral

It might stop

Maybe not
Imperceptible 
Open sores the receptacle

Its like god

Carnival machinery

7 eyes antagonize

Feel them breeding me

Giant flys are feeding me

Its All out war at the eatery

Roadkill fill the scenery

Expensive dead pets fed

To derisive beings

Break it with divisiveness

Raining from the sky its the iron fist


I dont
Know

My spine sick

I got crohns

And im stuck in a bathtub

Filled with shit


My grip

Knife tip

Down the anus

Be ashamed

But you still love

It all the same

It grind dick

Find it

Its Mangled and crushed

In pet cemetery

Silence

Asylum

Entangled in fuck

Solitary tightening

It fit

Im in

Non euclidean torture

A force beyond this

Go down

Get deeper

Picture of your death bed

On t shirt

That sound

It feed her

spiders

Start erupting

From the bleachers

It pounds

You get weaker

Colour out of space

Raise the fever

Your town

The detour

Fall into the earth

From the speakers

Welcome To The Meat Show (feat. Bruhmanegod)

PAPER BOY 2 (EDDISON x CHRIST DILLINGER) (PROD. IHATEJUGO)

NO HAT (FT. DXNTJUMP)(PROD.VILEX)

[ENGLISH VERSION]

[INTRO]
A YEAR AGO I WOULD NEVER HAVE THOUGHT
WHAT PEOPLE CAN JUST TAKE
AND BRAZENLY RIP OFF MY MUSIC (DELETE ON THE BEAT, BITCH)
MULTIPLIES

[CHORUS]
BITE BITE BITE BITE
BITING BITE BITING BITE BITING BITE BITING BITE
[VERSE]
ALL MUSIC WHICH YOU'RE LISTENING. IS SECOND-RATE
DOESN'T MAKE ANY SENSE
MUSIC DEAD
MUSIC WAS BEATEN
IT WENT DOWN
UP TO YOUR LEVEL
BUT IT DIDN'T HIT
DIDN'T HIT THAT BOTTOM
WILL YOU SAY "WHAT BOTTOM"? 
- "IN WHICH IT LAY."
[SECOND CHORUS]
MONEY CORRUPTION
MONEY CORRUPTION
MONEY CORRUPTION
MONEY CORRUPTION
YOU'LL SAY SOMETHING THAT IT IS NOT ABOUT YOU HUH
I DO NOT FUCKING BELIEVE YOU ANYTHING
MONEY CORRUPTION
MONEY CORRUPTION
MONEY CORRUPTION
MONEY CORRUPTION
MONEY CORRUPTION
MONEY CORRUPTION
MONEY CORRUPTION
MONEY CORRUPTION
[CHORUS]
BITE BITE BITE BITE
BITING BITE BITING BITE BITING BITE BITING BITE
[VERSE]
ALL MUSIC WHICH YOU'RE LISTENING. IS SECOND-RATE
DOESN'T MAKE ANY SENSE
MUSIC DEAD
MUSIC WAS BEATEN
IT WENT DOWN
UP TO YOUR LEVEL
BUT IT DIDN'T HIT
DIDN'T HIT THAT BOTTOM
WILL YOU SAY "WHAT BOTTOM"? 
- "IN WHICH IT LAY."
[SECOND CHORUS]
MONEY CORRUPTION
MONEY CORRUPTION
MONEY CORRUPTION
MONEY CORRUPTION
YOU'LL SAY SOMETHING THAT IT IS NOT ABOUT YOU HUH
I DO NOT FUCKING BELIEVE YOU ANYTHING
MONEY CORRUPTION
MONEY CORRUPTION
MONEY CORRUPTION
MONEY CORRUPTION
MONEY CORRUPTION
MONEY CORRUPTION
MONEY CORRUPTION
MONEY CORRUPTION

[ИНТРО]
ЕЩЁ БЫ ГОД НАЗАД Я БЫ НИКОГДА НЕ ДУМАЛ
ТО ЧТО ПАЦАНЫ ПРОСТО БЕРУТ
И В НАГЛУЮ БУДУТ ПИЗДИТЬ МОЮ МУЗЫКУ (ДЕЛИТ НА БИТЕ, СУКА)
ДА УМНОЖАЕТ ЕПТА

[ПРИПЕВ]
БАЙТ БАЙТ БАЙТ БАААЙТ
БАЙТИМ БАЙТ БАЙТИМ БАЙТ БАЙТИМ БАЙТ БАЙТИМ БАААЙТ
[КУПЛЕТ]
ВСЯ МУЗЫКА КОТОРУЮ
ТЫ СЛУШАЕШЬ ВТОРОСОРТНА
НЕ ПРЕДСТАВЛЯЕТ НИКАКОГО СМЫСЛА
ОНА ПОГИБЛА
ЕЁ ПОБИЛИ
ОНА ОПУСТИЛАСЬ
ДО СВОЕГО УРОВНЯ
НО НЕ ПРОБИЛА
НЕПРОБИЛА ТО ДНО
ТЫ СКАЖЕШЬ: "КАКОЕ"?
- "В КОТОРОМ ЛЕЖАЛО ОНО".
[ВТОРОЙ ПРИПЕВ]
ДЕНЬГИ ПРОДАЖНОСТЬ
ДЕНЬГИ ПРОДАЖНОСТЬ
ДЕНЬГИ ПРОДАЖНОСТЬ
ДЕНЬГИ ПРОДАЖНОСТЬ
ТЫ СКАЖЕШЬ ТО ЧТО ЭТО НЕ ПРО ТЕБЯ ХА
Я ТЕБЕ НЕ ПОВЕРЮ НИХУ-Я ХО
ДЕНЬГИ ПРОДАЖНОСТЬ
ДЕНЬГИ ПРОДАЖНОСТЬ
ДЕНЬГИ ПРОДАЖНОСТЬ
ДЕНЬГИ ПРОДАЖНОСТЬ
ДЕНЬГИ ПРОДАЖНОСТЬ
ДЕНЬГИ ПРОДАЖНОСТЬ
ДЕНЬГИ ПРОДАЖНОСТЬ
ДЕНЬГИ ПРОДАЖНОСТЬ
[ПРИПЕВ]
БАЙТ БАЙТ БАЙТ БАААЙТ
БАЙТИМ БАЙТ БАЙТИМ БАЙТ БАЙТИМ БАЙТ БАЙТИМ БАААЙТ
[КУПЛЕТ]
ВСЯ МУЗЫКА КОТОРУЮ
ТЫ СЛУШАЕШЬ ВТОРОСОРТНА
НЕ ПРЕДСТАВЛЯЕТ НИКАКОГО СМЫСЛА
ОНА ПОГИБЛА
ЕЁ ПОБИЛИ
ОНА ОПУСТИЛАСЬ
ДО СВОЕГО УРОВНЯ
НО НЕ ПРОБИЛА
НЕПРОБИЛА ТО ДНО
ТЫ СКАЖЕШЬ: "КАКОЕ"?
- "В КОТОРОМ ЛЕЖАЛО ОНО".
[ВТОРОЙ ПРИПЕВ]
ДЕНЬГИ ПРОДАЖНОСТЬ
ДЕНЬГИ ПРОДАЖНОСТЬ
ДЕНЬГИ ПРОДАЖНОСТЬ
ДЕНЬГИ ПРОДАЖНОСТЬ
ТЫ СКАЖЕШЬ ТО ЧТО ЭТО НЕ ПРО ТЕБЯ ХА
Я ТЕБЕ НЕ ПОВЕРЮ НИХУ-Я ХО
ДЕНЬГИ ПРОДАЖНОСТЬ
ДЕНЬГИ ПРОДАЖНОСТЬ
ДЕНЬГИ ПРОДАЖНОСТЬ
ДЕНЬГИ ПРОДАЖНОСТЬ
ДЕНЬГИ ПРОДАЖНОСТЬ
ДЕНЬГИ ПРОДАЖНОСТЬ
ДЕНЬГИ ПРОДАЖНОСТЬ
ДЕНЬГИ ПРОДАЖНОСТЬ

BITE

DISTORTOID//METHHEAD (PROD. BRONK x ALETHEO x TRIPLESIXDELETE) (FT. ANTUAN! x ELITHEBACKWOOD)

@crmsyn 

fuck apple can you plz make a phone that works properly even after like a year

UH IM MAKING THIS CAUSE IM PISSED OFF
I KEEP A ROCKET, GET READY FOR LIFTOFF
UH KEEP MAKING MUSIC FOR TIKTOK
YOU SELL YOUR SOUL AND YOU GONNA GET RIPPED OFF
UH DONT GIVE A FUCK BOUT YOUR WRIST WATCH
I THINK YOU LIE ABOUT THAT TOOL YOU GRIP ON
UH IM IN THE POUND IM A BIG DOG
SHE RIDE MY DICK LIKE A BIKE AND SHE JIGSAW

UH YOU THINK YOU PUNK, YOU GOT FACE TATS
PRAYING THAT SOMEONE MIGHT DIRECT THEIR GAZE AT YOU
BITCH YOU KNOW IM NOT AMAZED AT
ANYTHING YOU DO, YOU JUST AN APE, BABOON

PRIMATE, LAY YOU ON THE DRIVEWAY
FACE DOWN, CHASE DOWN
DO NOT GET TO RUNNING
GET SPRAYED DOWN
IMMA GET TO DRUMMING
GET LAID DOWN
BETTER STAY DOWN
RUN A FADE NOW
IMMA GET PAID NOW

YOU BE CLOUT CHASING AND YOU GAME PLAYING
WHILE YOUR ASS SHAKING AND YOU FRIED, BACON
FAME-CRAVING, NOT LOVE SAVING
YOU MONEY PRAYING FUCKING WICKED RAVEN

KEEP VAPING, KEEP FUCKING SATAN
KEEP ALWAYS HATING YOU'LL NEVER MAKE IT
YEAH IM BLATANT, BUT YOU BE FAKING
SO WHAT YOU SAYING IS JUST SOME HATRED

GET OFF THE INTERNET
BETTER BET
GET LIT UP LIKE A CIGARETTE
MARLBORO RED
OR BETTER YET
SOME FUCKING MID

YOU MEDIOCRE
SIPPING LEAN, YOU NEVER SOBER
TAKE A PISS RIGHT ON YOUR ROVER
BITCH IM UNDERGROUND LIKE GOPHER

UH WALK IN THAT BITCH AND ASSIMILATE
IM WITH MY HOMIES YOU DO NOT INTIMIDATE
IM ON THE SQUARE AND THEY STIMULATE, FEELING GREAT
EVERYDAY KEEP THAT SHIT GOING I LEVITATE
SCREAMING MY LUNGS AND I ELEVATE
IN YOUR FACE
MIC IN THE INTERFACE
MAKING THAT HARD SHIT I DEFECATE
DICK IN HER STOMACH, A TUMMY ACHE
FOOT ON THE GAS I ACCELERATE

BITCH UH

LIFTOFF! (PROD. CRMSYN) IG: @yyyaux @crmsyn

VIDEO: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=k-vlig0IPs8

Lyrics:


Im back
Writing all these lines in all caps
Tested in a lab im let loose on all you rats
Its a fact
I create your truth
I make you laugh

Its scam
Imma fad
Algorithm
That can rap 

On a mission 
Of submission
Make em listen
For cash

Bitch im Drippin with
This image
Make you wish you 
Were that

You feel your winnin
While im gettin the bag
Its a war for your attention
And this shit is a w(rap)

Makin bacon corporations
Sell my name its your crack
Bitch im Breaking up the nations
Cream is makin new paths

Faking out you pagans
Banging bass in your lapse
Underneath the surface
Underground in the cracks

Reshaping your pallet
I make u take in phallus
Im baby makin 
Insemination
Im changing the ballet

This info wars

Lil bitch im pickin your brain

Im in for more

I hit that itch that you can’t


This music mind control

This culture shock

It makin u what want

I make your mind my tool

Got moloch makin milk

That baby blood

Entertainment 




Haters gonna hate 

Cause they love the shit

Can’t escape im the scapegoat

Run this bitch

Runnin train

Bringing pain

Its abundant with

The names

Make u bang

Im 1 hundred

Get ate

When i play

Make u wondering

Motherfuckers

Can’t get enough of it

they don’t even really gotta

Fuck with it

As long as you stay

(Censored) this

Milk man bringin all the bitches to the yard

TIK TAK [PROD. TRIPLESIXDELETE]

triplesixdelete