A collection of some of my fav songs

BREAKING JAWS Ft. ISSBROKIE (Buckx2)

@whosbrokie

rastafari masta dropping pasta in the locka 
imma sock his baby momma with my cocker
knocked her off her knocka slopped upon her fuckin honkers

that’s irrelevant 
cause instead of fucking bitches lately i’ve been celibate
stay up late while masturbating shaking for the hell of it
wanna do some acid not no plastic maybe gelatin
i just want some pussy man i remember the smell of it
hope that ass is big cause i would bang on her in sheldon's whip

strangle during pelvic splits
dangling my fucking dick
i think that she busted way too hard cause she lost consciousness
recently working on myself you know I'm on top of this
no ego shit
from a place that’s near a park like rego (rego park) shit
got the mace i let it spark like tony stark the steel is rich
you said that ur bud would get me smacked but i ain’t feel a pinch
soon the dab defy my mind gets in my eyes and makes me squint
this is my intent i don’t do chores and i don’t pay no rent

i smoked some reggie
it made me uncomfortable
but now i’m ready
got some blunts my bud had rolled
the gas is heavy
it makes me dysfunctional
i wrote a song
does this shit sound bumpable?

KNOCKA

KNOCKA (FT. ISSBROKIE)(PROD. STARLIGHTBOY)

JENX2 X ISSBROKIE! - 2021 FREESTYLE! (prod. buckx2)

Factxr (Chorus):

bitches talkin shit
we gon pull up to yo dome
motherfucker, I dont care
you should aready fuckin know
gonna discipline a fucker
shove him down like 6 bellow
they all said i wouldnt make it
but they'll pull up to my show

Im addicted to succes and
chemicals inside my core
people tell me i should quit
but my demons tell me "more
Killin - Killin beats for fun, but shit
my money stackin up
got more cash than i got problems
yet i cant even count


 Nervexx (Verse 1):

I sent the fire
Cause the money pressin automatic
I put two shells up in my heart
For lack of charismatics
If I was huntin degrees 
I’d line the prey up and flee
I’d Neva want a fucking handout
‘less it comin from me

Get the pressure
Front to back
I’m lackin when she talkin to be
A bigger picture for the purpose
Not allowed in to see
Dont need us to dramatize
I’m lookin ahead to a homicide
No trippin just whippin to level are heads
I’m fallin back into a moment I’m dead
Bitch I

Factxr (Chorus):

bitches talkin shit
we gon pull up to yo dome
motherfucker, I dont care
you should aready fuckin know
gonna discipline a fucker
shove him down like 6 bellow
they all said i wouldnt make it
but they'll pull up to my show

Im addicted to succes and
chemicals inside my core
people tell me i should quit
but my demons tell me "more
Killin - Killin beats for fun, but shit
my money stackin up
got more cash than i got problems
yet i cant even count

Factxr (Verse 2):

smoke that nicotine
untill my lungs r turning black
im never gonna trust a fucker
that has stabbed me in the back

im pullin up with an AK
mayday imma leave yo body rot
going balls deep in this bitch
till my vision going dark

leave mark where I been
even tho im fuckin floatin
Never follow trends
even tho they'll get me blowin

I be doin my own shit
till the day that I was born
Imma get this fuckin bag
you go big or you go home

Spotify

Should've Known feat. Nervexx (p. Buckx2)

Fuck

I’m sorry I never reached out to you in the last few years Brooke. I wish I did better as a friend. You were my best friend at one point in my life and you were there everyday for me and I tried to do the same for you. The other day you randomly popped in my head so I called you but it went straight to voicemail, then I decided to call Todd and see if he still had connection with you. That’s when he broke it to me… I’m so sorry I’m late on knowing your gone, and I’m so angry nobody thought to tell me.
I love you. 

(prod. Ndup)

Please fly over me.
RIP Brooklyn <3

GONE

@clyptic

Lyrics:

Hometown killa run it back
In the park now
in the pen with the neighbors 
Independent of their thinkin 
But we sharin hella love When the drugs out
in the cut sick of bleedin but you Neva 
Comin home 
Took a dub what you on bout 
Uh

I just delete my soul
This brick don't heat to go
I compensate my highs with lows

Got my mind movin real fast
All these pussies hate on my past
Guess I fucked up my social
For this one girl I’ve had a lotta time with

Movin out the silence
Got nobody dissin 
Ain’t that nun to fuckin die with
Say I’m hella petty for my crimes
Come get this violence
A shot up in your brain
You left the house without no guidance
You eye this
Hoe 

Like what you know about some pain?
I spent 700 days 
with a bitch who was playin games
She kept fuckin up my mental
Ask a question
Imma duck it hoe
I don’t need depression
But shit imma need some antidote

I let them raid on my self
And I account for that
I lost the trust of the homies
A broken code a fact
Even though was fake fuck
I ate up off that energy
People gave a fuck if I was livin
Now they dead to me

Damn wit yo bloated minds
Rising up to dynamo
Engeretic tellin lies
You hide up in this anecdote
Get lost why I’m feelin
That Damaged hell
Don’t die when you got the test
I spent three days buildin that was hard as fuck
But imma eat that shit for I catch some rest

Think i betta hit the bed
An imma load up
Moderate your tone
Or I’ll closeup
Risin out by 7
I pop out the line
An i Hope Shell grab it
It’s not that, im fine

Aye 

I rocked out the show
I whip wit yo bitch
And she serve me her throat
Needa chance to be proven 
I’m finna fail it I’m losin
Ive been empathic of your pain 
An still yo self you been choosing 
I’ve been alone
Body done failed me most
But I’m workin on a loan
From a god who knows
My pain and past
If I was meant to last
If given up was still an option 
When I doged the crash

Like what you know about some pain?
I spent 700 days 
with a bitch who was playin games
She kept fuckin up my mental
Ask a question
Imma duck it hoe
I don’t need depression
But shit imma need some antidote

fail me most (prod. sxzu x morris x diicez)

ICEBOX! (Feat. ISSBROKIE) (Prod. wydastral)

Finding my way through my this tempest of mine,
Sometimes I envy bout y’all’s piece of mind,
Storm to typhoon the clouds cover the sky,
I sift in the fallout to see what I find,
I swallow my pain like a great barracuda,
Won’t wallow my aches rather see that done to ya,
Nobody safe when It comes to my future,
I live for this shit just gotta take out you tumors,
Bodies on bodies stack high to the heavens
That’s something that happens if you fuck with 7,
They know ima weapon and feel my aggression,
My drive is too high even with this depression,
Fuck with the vision make sure that you deafened,
The noise that I make when I bring Armageddon,
You get the message,
Let it be reckoned,
T7 out here just setting these records.
So pause with that whack shit,
Like no,
I don’t wanna tap in,
Talkin shit on the internet they be asking,
TRIPLE777 why you always such a crackhead,
I be going going energy glowing,
This shit keep flowing,
And you know I stay golden,
Ill explain it 3 words like fuck you rodents,
You complaining bout me bro but my soul own it like,
Even underneath all the bullshit I stay cloud level,
You can come and see what I mean I speak a mean rebuttal,
If you truly know me you know that I don’t speak subtle,
Say it blunt say it once know you hear me I don’t mumble,
I had a couple of haters but we won’t talk about em,
Thanks for the help on this verse gave me shit to rap on,
Excuse me madam,
I think you need a tampon,
Cause you Motha fuckas pussy unless you got the strap on,
To the stars like I’m nasa,
cold like Alaska,
Pissin contest,
My dick is big as mount Shasta,
Ima blow like an atom,
Bomb in yo fandom,
Motha fuckas front,
While they stab you in the back bruh,
Ysl without the y and s you L,
boutta raise hell,
Yo favorite rapper is a fail,
I’m at the top no limits and my metal stay wittit,
This shit is how I’m livin I can’t fuck with all you bitches,
Fuck fentanyl swear to god you people never learn,
How many deaths does it take until it’s your turn,
I know a couple a homies that will never ever learn,
Scratch that ex homies cause they layin in the dirt,
And I’m not tryna virtue signal for a fuckin verse,
But this shit is so real and it’s leavin people hurt,
I pray you found god before you rode up in the hers,
Life is full of regrets I digress now hear these words,
Chest pain think I need aspirin,
My heart cold like a ski trip in Aspen,
Stressed out needa relax man,
But Still kill the beat like a goddamn assassin,
This my modern warfare I’m unlocking Damascus,
Comin out this motha fuckin bitch fuck yo status,
Fuckin up the game they be askin what happend,
This shit is mine fuckin imagine,
Finding my way through my this tempest of mine,
Sometimes I envy bout y’all’s piece of mind,
Storm to typhoon the clouds cover the sky,
I sift in the fallout to see what I find,
I swallow my pain like a great barracuda,
Won’t wallow my aches rather see that done to ya,
Nobody safe when It comes to my future,
I live for this shit just gotta take out you tumors,
Bodies on bodies stack high to the heavens
That’s something that happens if you fuck with 7,
They know ima weapon and feel my aggression,
My drive is too high even with this depression,
Fuck with the vision make sure that you deafened,
The noise that I make when I bring Armageddon,
You get the message,
Let it be reckoned,
T7 out here just setting these records.

ETIQUETTE 555

BARRACUDA

Music Video

BARRACUDA (PROD. T7)

LAC X ISSBROKIE - WHIPLASH! (Prod. BuckX2)

catch a opp in traffic make em re-route
caught that pussy lacking in the night and it’s a run down 
ducking outta cover, hit my shots and make em vacate
brodie i promise you cannot get down

before they try to talk, know i run this
i cut shit with this cutlass 
said fuck this, i know that you not gon buck bitch
kami outright heartless
turn em all to a carcass
everytime go retarded 
know i’m winning regardless
came in with a bang on my hip, blick tucked
no you don't wanna swang on the kid good luck
i just listened to yo mixtape lil bro that shit sucked
i’m losing my patience i’m boutta erupt 
i said current case relations, it’s a mf wrap bitch
choppa automatic make that lil pussy backflip
blade going straight thru yo heart like a javelin
don’t fuck with a keyboard warrior that’s some wack shit

Run into your trap, tripping heavy causing heart attacks
Reaching for my strap, bitch i’ll stop yo fucking cardiac
playing on my name, man i’m tired of his sorry ass
Vision going blurry, leave ya body in a cul-de-sac

catch a opp in traffic make em re-route
caught that pussy lacking in the night and it’s a run down 
ducking outta cover, hit my shots and make em vacate
brodie i promise you cannot get down

Anything to get it started
send some bullets at the cops
fuck yo lil gang
you all retarded
Shawty wanna stay with us
That mean she staying broke hearted
you ain’t shit behind that screen
yea that means you get disregarded 

only wearing collars, I got diamonds on the bezel
i will shoot this shit real quick, i ain’t gon tussle, ain’t gon wrestle
said you better than me, you ain’t even got the fundamentals 
lil bitch i’m killing each and every single instrumental

GUiTAR HERO「VILEX」

victory lap! (feat. BROKIE)

fuck you dave! (feat. ISSBROKIE)

I feel like katy! (feat. ISSBROKIE)

NeverFold - DIGSAW x TRIPLE777 PROD OMRI

Lyrics: 

(DIGSAW)
I Don’t see no competition when I’m rapping so it’s fuck the courses.
Never trust these bitches learned my lesson thru divorces.
I been killing rappers like mothers who get abortions. 
hit the link up on ya page that shit was not important.
Im coming out wit more shit. 
It’s coming from the core bitch
I’m itching for a tour. 
Maybe just a couple shows To show that I ain’t the one to play with I ain’t known to fold.
But I’m running w that flag bitch I go for gold.
I’m sick of bullshit.
 This the type of shit that make me think of full clips. 
This the type of shit make me get important. 
And start off talking all this shit with no informant.
And all I reallly wanna do is just perform man. 
I get a rush from the shit in my endorphins.
I’m fucking pissed at all these rappers turn they babies into orphans.
You think I give a fuck then lil shorty here’s the foreskin
And I don’t give a fuck I barely care about my self. 
They think I’m deep because I’m mentioning my mental health. 
When All I’m really looking for is just some fucking help.
Look in my mind and maybe you’ll find a fuck I’d like to give. 
But I’m blind to the truth since I’m swimming in my sins. 
Somethings gotta give or we going out. 
Cant even think with all this gas that we blowing out. 
Can’t even think.
(DIGSAW)

(TRIPLE777)
bitch this my this is my time not yours
Got a lotta motivation bitch I’ll never fold
I was never fuckin wit you we were never bro’s 
I might have to let chu go might have to let you go
Devil calling me I might have to put him hold
Gotta go out and find that currency my fuckin soul
Feelin like an outcast to these fuckin hoes
I be on that bullshit that you’ll never know
My mind fuckin pulses when I walk between the lines
and It’s Too much shit and I wanna turn my brain to columbine 
I gotta lot in common with a motha fuckin Glock 9
All this shit to fuckin do still runnin outta fuckin time
What to do what to do
I can not fuck wit you
Ima start breakin through 
And I run it run it run it up
I think ill fuck it up
I think I had enough 
Off all this fuckin bullshit inside my fuckin mental
I’ll think I’ll fuckin snap and give yo teeth a dental
And I could never live slow i was born to live fast
Bitch my heart is so cold cause I’m buried in the snow
And I’ll carry my flow through the my road
Sanity gripping tight hold
I just might let it go
Calm inhale blunt smoke
Give me one second won’t choke
Gimmie one minute won’t fold
(TRIPLE777)

NEVERFOLD

NEVERFOLD - DIGSAW x TRIPLE777 (PROD. OMRI)

KREEP COMING SOON

LYRICS:

MY HAIR'S ON FIRE
(I'VE BEEN BURNT TO THE SCALP)
BUT MY BODY'S SO COLD
(I CANT SLEEP ANYMORE)
THIS DEPRESSION'S GETTING OLD
(IM SICK OF TAKING ALL THESE PILLS)
THROW AWAY THE CIGARETTES I ROLLED FOR YOU
(I MISS YOU)

AND WHEN THE DAYLIGHT DONT SHINE ON ME
YOU WOULDN'T WONDER HOW I GOT THIS WAY
I WISH THAT I COULD TELL YOU HOW IT FELT TO LOVE
BUT MY HEARTS TOO SHATTERED AND IM PICKIN UP THE PIECES

I TRIED, I, I, TRIED
I TRIED, I WONT LIE
I TRIED, I, I, TRIED
I TRIED, I WONT LIE

IM SICK OF MY MEDICATION

MY HAIR'S ON FIRE
(I'VE BEEN BURNT TO THE SCALP)
BUT MY BODY'S SO COLD
(I CANT SLEEP ANYMORE)
THIS DEPRESSION'S GETTING OLD
(IM SICK OF TAKING ALL THESE PILLS)
THROW AWAY THE CIGARETTES I ROLLED FOR YOU
(I MISS YOU)

AND WHEN THE DAYLIGHT DONT SHINE ON ME
YOU WOULDN'T WONDER HOW I GOT THIS WAY
I WISH THAT I COULD TELL YOU HOW IT FELT TO LOVE
BUT MY HEARTS TOO SHATTERED AND IM PICKIN UP THE PIECES

MEDICATION X (PROD. ALAN GOMEZ)

TRIALS AND TRIBULATIONS

FUTURE NEVER PROMISED

YOUR FUTURE IS PROMISED THROUGH THE LIVING CHRIST DONT LISTEN TO ME

Undead artist from the underworld 

I do shoegaze/ambient breakcore rock and a lofi mix of shit 

Even tho I’m dead I’m still smiling :)

NEVERFOLD - DIGSAW x TRIPLE777 (PROD. OMRI)

TRIPLE777

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