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T0RTVRE - SWALLOW THESE WASPS (RE-UPLOAD)

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T0RTVRE - SLAUGHTERING FILTHY SLUTS IN CHICAGO (RE-UPLOAD)

TRACK 2

have had this laying around on my account for months but I have yet to find an answer as to why.
big things coming soon!

prod. https://www.youtube.com/c/itwasashy
artwork by: @dhaelo

Lyrics: genius.com/albums/Dhaelo/Me-the-adolescent

JEJUNE

JEJUNE [prod. itwasashy]

Track 6 of Hunting Season by Hatchetsaw

produced @hatchetsaww
Featuring @fucksomniaa @6insomniac
sample made by Avery Alexander

lyrics.

Somnia:
got away now
need a blunt now
high asf and i shuffle a big ass hole for you down below

i‘m everywhere bitch i‘m tricking your mind
i’m so fucking good i‘m quick and i‘m stabbing your neck from behind
i see you freaking out if you don‘t know where to hide
crying like a lil bitch cuz he fucking died
x2

Hatchet:
pulling up with extended mags and ACOGS in a fucking bag
shooting bullets down your throat, watch you motherfucking gag
your brains are on the pavement while i sit back and laugh
all you faggots are joke, i just hack and slash

imma cut your body up and dump you in my civic
all you do is fucking trash talk, all you bitches parasitic
holos repeating at your flesh, my bullets they acidic
shove my m4 down your mouth, i hope you fucking choke on it <3

bitch we putting your ashes in a fucking blunt
bitch we bashing your skull, hatchet on the fucking hunt
pump your mouth full of lead, hows it taste you fucking cunt?

take the back side of my shotgun, and bash your fucking face

Insomniac:
haunt u in ur fucking dreams 
I never let you sleep
Point the laser from my Ar 15 in ur fucking face
Look inside the barrel pussy ima shoot u on the street 
1000 people seeing now how you fucking faggot bleed 

motherfucker have a painfull life 
I hope u die 
Send ur soul into the sky 
when I stabbing through ur spine 

pussy faggot bitches talking shit about my name 
Ima pull up at their frontdoor 
spraying bullets through their brain

PIN POINT ACCURACY W/ FUCKSOMNIA, INSOMNIAC [HATCHET]

shit took like 3 months

LYRICS

Bitch I keep it steady with the grip
If u don't duck, you gon get hit
Sprayin it down like it ain't shit
Put an end to you life, it just hit quit

You ain't shit
Take a look inside my mind, the fucking precipice
Worries boiling down to massive prejudice
Don't worry about my aim, bitch I don't miss

Call me a terrorist cause I been blowin up
Try to test me, you out of fucking luck 
Try to message me with second intentions 
Boy u suck 
Ay, ay, get that fucking glock 

Ruinin my life, but that shit ain't important 
I just woke and my hands feelin dorment 
Cause I be sleepin on this ride, this shit imported 
Catch on that bitch, fuck her, she foreign 

FUCKSOMNIA
coming soon

https://on.soundcloud.com/JM4oq
https://www.instagram.com/fukksomnia/

KYOKI x.
*breathing noises*

https://www.instagram.com/thedarkteenager/
https://on.soundcloud.com/pgf5w

XYRN

shut the fuck up bitch
no one afraid of ya
im making incisions w no anaesthesia
cutting up a bitch with machete, yeah
cut a faggot up, leave his guts hanging out
bitch u gonna fucking die, thats without a doubt
ima send six motherfuckers on you, bitch you better be ready
got a fucking bomb strapped on me motherfucker im deadly
motherfucker dont run up on me bitch i aint friendly
you can try to fucking kill me, but it wont work
now you laying on the floor, look at my damn smirk
got a target on my back, bitch im really fucking wanted
shot your fucking girlfriend in the head, yeah i fucking done it
locked and loaded with an ak ready to walk in the store
im outside your house kicking down the god damn door
yeah that bitch a whore
when i kill a faggot im making sure there hella gore
rob a bitch now she fucking poor

https://on.soundcloud.com/MSZta
https://gate.sc/?url=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.instagram.com%2Fxyrnshootyourself%2F&token=598241-1-1669063768762

STEADY!!!

STEADY!!! (FT. FUCKSOMNIA, KYOKI X, XYRN)

shrug_emoji

prod. https://soundcloud.com/prodkxiser

-lord d
If  it's wrong Ion really wanna be right 
Why they wanna ask what it feel like?
Watch her eyes rust over like a steel pipe
Lust and love But no trust it just feel tight 

Dirt covered shoes when I do my walk 
Hurts  through the roof when I move my jaw 
Earth to the moon when my drügs pop off 
Shawty pussy too gööd call ot suicide bomb 


All these fucks tryna ruin my funk 
Finna Dig down deep find the root of my cause
I been in my bag getting stupid high, drunk 
Issa Clogged out scene yall are moving like gunk

Feeling like a shepherd how I'm thinining my herd 
got more fans that are diggin my dirt 
I don't do hands but a trigger might work 
Ima fill my drink to the tip it might burst

-nA
move
in a rain coat
slipping through america like its halo
wait, whoa
eatin kitty got me soundin like a cantaloupe
im the virus and the antidote

wake up blake, its late
you on the innerstate
goin full speed off lean and a 5th of gin
you skin and plans
you in, you in
now, who told you that it's just a fortnite?
i swear on my moms you a whole gripe
everything you say is just a hate speech
but you put on god that it's a baby
push and pull you pull the bomb closer
aunt may relate to the shit every day
in a way you like, like la'flame
think about that for you really pull the blame.

plane_walker - tumbleweed_freestyle (prod. kaiser) |nA & Lord D|

LUCILLE (PROD BY OHMYG)

ENDMYPAIN

Alexander Leppink-When we rise (Hardstyle)

A place where light can hide, intrusive thoughts of suicide and a deep love  

The soul that was ripped apart, I hold in this vessel dreaming,

 For all my Scars and burns that run deep over my veins I must confide,

So my sights so empty I can only feel of moments that breathe, 

 So the edge of this knife, 

Cuts out the parts of the damage I hold, I pray to god they die with me,

Which I can not find relief, from the nightmares that rape my mind,

 Hollowing out myself, 

Just to walk among the living,

Disconnected, shapeshifting, wearing a mask of many smiles with blacked marble gloss eyes,

But underneath that mask 
Drowning in the mist of desire, 

Seeping in the blood of forever,

Standing to the angels of devour,

Bleed to sacrifice the inner child,

To awaken the monster of power,

Bred within the indulgence of a poppy flower,

I see the needle prick, bruises in the strawberry garden,

Resting in the hands of God's the goddess of sleep consumes the angels  of monsters,

Lost in a river of reflection so death strays to break its wings to relieve the trauma,

Bombs of memories fill my head, 

Flashes of pain scars my mind ,

a sadness blended with madness , forgotten to the times of endless existence,

So I remind myself I am alive in the fields of transcendental resistance,

To walking away to rise above the land of the living to run in the fires of hell,

It flows through my blood, 

Swimming in lost memories,

Shocked to the system my soul replaced with a gem of the divine,

So bored to the reality of the basic tastes of the senses of the reanimated, brings my senses passed the land of the living, breathing, Standing up to the demons of earth

Spiting in the face of the devil as the poppy flowers dance around me 

Drowning me in the bliss of the dawn of morning, eyes opening to the lies of the wicked to leek out the influence of the liquid death
Is the mask of the dead child , 

Now the man transformed into the chameleon  of flowers to the beholder,

  The child that was once my inner self ,  

That's been lobotomized, from the hands of the adversaries, 

For every time you screamed at me, for every time you beat me,

To the false feeling of love being used when you got to close to me,

Just to be ripped away by the infidelity but thankful you where destroyed ,  

 For I lived through a waking hell, 

From being tortured continually abandoned looking for love in the abusive void, 

Used sexually like a doll in a barless cage,

 A torment enduring the shame of feeling anything at all

The shame of having emotions,

 That bleed all over the floor, from the loss of my innocents,

Cradled deep below inside the dawn of my memory ,

I find myself crying to the sounds of the breaking morning,

As sleep is the enemy I must reflect on this,

Shattered like a church window,

The glass that is as stained as my soul 

Fractured but not lost forever

I one day will be whole  

Even if the pieces don't fit perfectly,   




Suicidal Poppy

DUAIK - BLOOD SQUIRT W/ HXNJV (PROD. LUCYFXR)

AASB4L LLT

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T0RTVRE - SLAUGHTERING FILTHY SLUTS IN CHICAGO (RE-UPLOAD)

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