destroy ev & angelsetter - dark knight

SEPPUKU (feat. ian J & Sir7000) prod. ZANE

laylow *p. trixrunner*

DESTROY EV - DE$IGNER PIT W/ CHRIST DILLINGER *P. TRIXRUNNER*

℗ Label ViolasCanvas Records, © 2024 ViolasCanvas Recording Corporation Explicit ™

LYRICS: 

i’m with the squad yeah i’m with the squad
i’m with the squad yeah i’m with the squad

i’m with the squad, fuck off the percs and the ball, was 8 wit the guap at the mall
i flash and i rock, rick on me like i am a ross, the fleet running out to my block
like cotton i swab, sticky wipe i’m in disgust, fucking that bitch was a buss
i keep it a buck, running more bands like yum, bite it might sound like a crunch

huh, huh, huh, yeah
they like who that is (who that is)
run like two day fits (two day fits)
talking that two way rich (two way rich)
bitch im whole no jit (whole no jit)
talking like way legit (way legit)
tucking like waluigi (waluigi)
walking like new again (new again)

i’m with the squad yeah im with the squad
(with that squad)
i’m with the squad yeah im with the squad
(with that squad)
i’m with the squad yeah i’m with the squad
i’m with the squad yeah 

i’m with the squad, fuck off the percs and the ball, was 8 wit the guap at the mall
i flash and i rock, rick on me like i am a ross, the fleet running out to my block
like cotton i swab, sticky wipe i’m in disgust, fucking that bitch was a buss
i keep it a buck, running more bands like yum, bite it might sound like a crunch (yeah, what, what)

SQUAD / FIREARM REMIX (Prod. Arbitrary)

℗ Label ViolasCanvas Records, © 2024 ViolasCanvas Recording Corporation Explicit ™

LYRICS: 

yeah yeah yeah yeah 
track hawk, the way i whip this bitch look like a scammer
trap dawg, i get to the bricks i don’t sell fetta 
woke up cold outside you know i’m fucking with this weather
i just drop a ten then up a ten my sleep got better

yeah, uh uh
you should know if we twinning with Barretas 
i got sum to lose, yeah that pussy and my sweater
is just bought new kicks they cost me half my high speed catch up
pussy boy wan’ talk bout me but he can’t even catch up

yeah, i’d be fucked if i really couldn’t can’t be done
they call me Tommy when i’m ripping shit no Tommy gun
first off winning from the shade i’m pushing up what’s up

i been a runner with the cane like eighty two
my friend name roger got precision with the clues
pop out Friday put a milly on a tune
uh, hit like thunder when we merging up in two 
my fingers fidget when the timing is immune
i took a shot at least i learned what i could do
bands all she wanna
i just got the beat said i’m crazy for the summer
lazy losing faith get the fuck up out your slumber

i can’t stop no matter causing my infliction 
moving with the brass i got to do what i in-vision 
don’t you do by them cause what you say is so evicting 
i ain’t need no chair no restitution for the sickness 

yeah yeah yeah
yeah yeah yeah
woah woah woah woah 
yeah yeah yeah
yeah yeah yeah
yeah yeah yeah
woah woah woah woah 
yeah yeah yeah
yeah yeah

track hawk, the way i whip this bitch look like a scammer
trap dawg, i get to the bricks i don’t sell fetta 
woke up cold outside you know i’m fucking with this weather
i just drop a ten then up a ten my sleep got better, yeah

BETTA (Prod. Ok & Tonycomputerlove)

℗ Label ViolasCanvas Records, © 2024 ViolasCanvas Recording Corporation Explicit ™

LYRICS:

Hundred, hundred
Hundred rate, she got my heart and soul yeah
Beat the pain, we saving kids I hope, yeah
I can foresee shit from distance like a telescope
She wan' feel the wave and ride it like a metronome, yeah, yeah

Never mention shit I'm knowing this
Mac 10 bad talking funny this shit turning to some grits
I ain't give a fuck bout the ways they hating on my mix
All money talking shit this ain't fulfilling me
That's my bad though

I start this shit from dreams, then I make it true
From that night, I was pushing Z's way past on the snooze
Might make it right, but I can't go back so I'mma leave this time
I face my fight, got so detrimental learned less in the school than in my mind

Got me flexing like I'm feeling like the man now
I did this on my own, nothing they can say now
Finna zoom, going to the moon I'm finna make it run
That boy said there smoke so we gon' pull up we gon' spin they sons
On the high way, yeah we go to top reaching new speeds
If she not getting on her knees kicked out of my place
I got a cougar she got no gram was using my space
You know I'm getting to the money I'm down for the chase

Four Loko it's drunken I said they can't take nun' from me
Standing by I'm cutting raging harder than young Cudi
With some young hustler boys and we burning for something
I just dropped the shit that ain't serving me for nothing, yeah

Hundred rate, she got my heart and soul yeah
Beat the pain, we saving kids I hope yeah
I can foresee shit from distance like a telescope
She wan' feel the wave and ride it like a metronome, yeah, yeah
Okay

METRONOME feat. Rellstar (Prod. Ok & Tonycomputerlove)

stressed by nettspend (flip)

Hell's Symphony w/ IkabodVeins

-> I did not make this track! All respect and all rights go to: IKABODVEINS & DEVEREAUX<-