@ily9lives

LYRICS:

murder, murder, murder, murder
that is all on my mind
if we ain't talking bout the guap
then you just wasting my time
homicidal thoughts invading
niggas testing they life
stick this blade inside his gut
just like a reaper with a scythe
I be swerving out my lane, turn my coffin to a Porsche
high as shit like gas prices, got me whippin on a horse
all that talking online, now they searching for your corpse
left yo kids without a father, I ain't feeling no remorse

boy don't get yo ass lobotomized I'll have you looking stupid
throwing hands like Mayweather, champion I'm undisputed
twin glocks, them bullets penetrate his chest, his shirt is ruined
brass knuckles boutta meet his face, I got him leaking fluid
you can cut off all my fingers, best believe I'm still gon shoot
hit a lick, I grip a stick, I'm boutta rob of him of his loot
talking shit and then got slumped one hit like "boy ain't no way"
pulled up right outside his house and let it spray
yeah ya nigga ain't no angel fuck yo bitch and cast a sigil
cut the grass get rid of all the snakes, they fake, they artificial
dump the clip and then another just to make the shit official
yeah that nigga still in school, I signed him up, early dismissal
glock 19 inside my backpack, yo soul I'm boutta snatch that
a nigga too impatient to partake in all the chit-chat
bitch gon hit my line and we fuckin come get yo bitch back
I turned your whole damn block to a smoothie then we gon spin back

murder, murder, murder, murder
that is all on my mind
if we ain't talking bout the guap
then you just wasting my time
homicidal thoughts invading
niggas testing they life
stick this blade inside his gut
just like a reaper with a scythe
I be swerving out my lane, turn my coffin to a Porsche
high as shit like gas prices, got me whippin on a horse
all that talking online, now they searching for your corpse
left yo kids without a father, I ain't feeling no remorse

REDRUM [PROD. 9LIVES]

feat. & prod. @killheartache

https://www.instagram.com/btna._
https://www.instagram.com/killheartache

LYRICS:

HEARTACHE:
come to find out your main bitch a hoe
gothic bitches in love with fucking glocks woah
hit my line up
diving in that pussy shit gon' have me like
imma give this bad bitch one chance 
she gon' pop my dick like its a xan
once she saw the fans she started going fucking crazy
you better hide your bitch or make her hate me 

too much smoke been on my mind lately 
lately 
yeah. yeah,
i be in the crib sippin tris' witcho bitch
i'm in love with her, she been hoppin' on my dick lately 
Lately 
yeah, yeah, yeah

AJINN:
I see thru the signs
just cut out my eyes and keep feeding me lies
too many times, too many tries
I just had enough and I start cutting ties
I'm done with the fake shit
you don't know what I've been through
chance after chance, and there's always more issues
taking a toll on my health
and it got me here flooding my bed with some tissues
I've been depressed, overwhelmed and distressed
that's why I always seem pressed
I bottled them up, stuffing them all up in a box
it's the shackle that's keeping me stuck
what's there to stop me from leaving a stain?
red on the walls, releasing the pain
still got the scars on my back from fucking with snakes
that are constantly reaching for fame
goddammit
I don't know how much more I can manage
I just suffer, you taking advantage
double edged sword nigga stuck in a sandwich
(or something)
too many words for the stanzas
man there's too many problems but not enough answers
all black soul like I live with the panthers
Bitches too toxic cut out the cancers
this ain't a good headspace
wanna talk but I always hit backspace
living life, but the days are so fast paced
Harvey Dent, cuz these niggas is two-faced
(like fuck)
this shit get me pissed off
niggas talking I'll make him go liftoff
like my bad if yo bitch made my dick soft
and these bullets ain't digital, nigga, this shit ain't no airsoft

LATELY w/ KILLHEARTACHE [PROD. HEARTACHE]

AYE BLOOD STAINS ON MY CLOTHES HOE
RUNNIN' ROUND WITH BLADES
WHEN I PULL UP YOU SCREAM (oh no)
YEAH CLICK CLICK TAKE A PHOTO
ALL YOU MOTHER FUCKERS JUMPING WHEN I HIT THE STAGE HOE

YEAH YOU DON'T SHIT ABOUT ME
I'M YOUR GOD AND I RUN THE WORLD AROUND ME
YEAH IT'S A GOD COMPLEX
PLEASE TELL THE TRUTH YEAH PLEASE CONFE-

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YUH I WISH YOU MOTHER FUCKERS KNEW ME
BITCH I KNOW I'M BETTER SHUT THE FUCK UP THIS THE NEW ME
YUH I'M FEELIN' SPACIOUS I'M FEELIN' ROOMIE
AND WHEN I SEE YOUR FUCK ASS ON THE STREET I'M GONNA SHOOT BITCH

YUH I'M RUNNIN' ROUND WITH A TOOL BITCH
YUH I FUCK AROUND I'LL LEAVE YOU TOOTHLESS
YUH I RIDE AROUND WITH A FULL CLIP
YUH YOU FUCK AROUND YOU GOT NO PULSE BITCH

YUH LIKE WHAT THE FUCK IS UP
YUH I WANNNA FUCK SHIT UP
AYE LIKE WHAT THE FUCK IS UP
YUH I WANNA FUCK SHIT UP

*GIBERISH*

AYE BLOOD STAINS ON MY CLOTHES HOE
RUNNIN' ROUND WITH BLADES
WHEN I PULL UP YOU SCREAM (oh no)
YEAH CLICK CLICK TAKE A PHOTO
ALL YOU MOTHER FUCKERS JUMPING WHEN I HIT THE STAGE HOE

YEAH YOU DON'T SHIT ABOUT ME
I'M YOUR GOD AND I RUN THE WORLD AROUND ME
YEAH IT'S A GOD COMPLEX
PLEASE TELL THE TRUTH YEAH PLEASE CONFE-

GOD COMPLEX [PROD MONSTERSIXSEVEN]

prod. me + @novafled

feat.
https://soundcloud.com/novafled
https://soundcloud.com/13dge
https://soundcloud.com/chocochipcoochy
https://soundcloud.com/askrappin
https://soundcloud.com/yaffeyaffe
https://soundcloud.com/user-z0r0
https://soundcloud.com/neo_nheechi
https://soundcloud.com/jerahmeelblessedit
https://soundcloud.com/monika-buu-888906776
https://soundcloud.com/jadekaijus
https://soundcloud.com/hvp3rsrevenge
https://soundcloud.com/snipztea

THE PSYCH WARD CYPHER (feats in desc.)

HOMi (FT. LIL ZOMBIE) [PROD.CLOROXCIDE]

prod. ???

feel lack of empathy
feeling thru the walls
i start feeling better when u come sit next to me
i’m doing good then i fall
and it hurts cuz u only texting me
when it falls in ur favor
y tf don’t u feel sympathy

my arms always bruised
it brings u amusement 
my thoughts so construed 
i think i’m abt to lose it

someone come give me a hug
i’m starting to slip away
dreaming abt holding a gun
but i heard tears coming from next to me 

feel lack of empathy
feeling thru the walls
i start feeling better when u come sit next to me
i’m doing good then i fall
and it hurts cuz u only texting me
when it falls in ur favor
y tf don’t u feel sympathy

in my eyes ur a monster
just plotting to take my heart
how will ik when i’ve lost her
with these fucking cuts in my arms
idek y i bother
so hard not to carve
i just wanna impress u father
but i get stuck in the start

felt it was on me
the pressure from everyone
been trying my best but haven’t won
been try to fix what i did way back before

i cannot lie it hurts to breathe
u got me crying down my knees
feel the pain thru my harmonies
i take it back and i’m sorry

someone come give me a hug
i’m starting to slip away
dreaming abt holding a gun
but i heard tears coming from next to me 

feel lack of empathy
feeling thru the walls
i start feeling better when u come sit next to me
i’m doing good then i fall
and it hurts cuz u only texting me
when it falls in ur favor
y tf don’t u feel sympathy

in my eyes ur a monster
just plotting to take my heart
how will ik when i’ve lost her
with these fucking cuts in my arms
idek y i bother
so hard not to carve
i just wanna impress u father
but i get stuck in the start

walls

CONFIDENCE, HE LACKIN' THAT COMMON SENSE.

LYRICS:

bullets connecting like wi-fi, hollow tips fly and they hittin yo skull
usually I be here stressin' bout niggas, I sharpen the blade and I cut til it's dull
losing my patience, I slowly disintegrate mentally, closer to snatchin' a soul
coming to terms that my life isn't shit, but I live for the violence, and that is the goal

all black and we movin' in silence
walk down, make that nigga be quiet
gripping the heater, I'm changing the climate
I'll fill him with lead, put that boy on a diet
toting twin glocks, ain't no Bonnie & Clyde
this is Jekyll & Hyde, send him high like a pilot
Naruto Nine-Tailed Fox coat fur, make a nigga go brr
bitch you know I'm the flyest
bullets no-clip thru his vertebrae, soul gonna phase thru the floor now he stuck in the backrooms
empty out that magazine, this metal stay touchin' that boy like a tattoo
niggas know I keep a blade in my hand like I'm Lancelot, make that boy split like a cashew
go find a reason to live before fuckin wit me, you talkin like nigga who asked you?

confidence, he lackin that common sense
give fucks bout that nigga, can't do what I do
I rolled up on his crew, now they droppin bitch
I got you all paranoid, don't got the time
got restricted to keep you from stalkin' bitch
how come you don't @ me, go ahead and puff out your chest, make you stutter he got a glitch
just k*ll yourself pussy

bullets connecting like wi-fi, hollow tips fly and they hittin yo skull
usually I be here stressin' bout niggas, I sharpen the blade and I cut til it's dull
losing my patience, I slowly disintegrate mentally, closer to snatchin' a soul
coming to terms that my life isn't shit, but I live for the violence, and that is the goal

MOLLYWHOP [PROD. IMDEAD]

S/O XELLA RED FOR THE SAMPLE.

LYRICS:

why you tryna beef with me? I'll firebomb your SUV, lil bitch
drag his carcass out that hoe, got put on TMZ, lil bitch
so dramatic, always extra, this ain't DLC, lil bitch
7 pounds, that times 100, but this ain't TLC, lil bitch

walk him down
paint her face, no wedding gown
they runnin' from the pistol that I'm packin', boutta gun 'em down
gon X him off the map, I told the other boys don't fuck around
no 20/20 vision, see thru bullshit like an ultrasound

snake skin, true colors brighter than a pride flag
chop came out the closet, don't shoot straight that bitch gon zig zag
hollows hit his body, see the dot, but this ain't laser tag
sawed off, one shot gon make him fly, now he got jetlag

all of my niggas some K9s, catch you broad daylight,
eat you like french fry
holes in his body, he singing like Janet,
ain't talkin bout Wavehi
walk 'round with bands in my pocket,
she gets on her knees and she calling me senpai
niggas too cold with the aim, got the FMJs,
now we waving him goodbye

why you tryna beef with me? I'll firebomb your SUV, lil bitch
drag his carcass out that hoe, got put on TMZ, lil bitch
so dramatic, always extra, this ain't DLC, lil bitch
7 pounds, that times 100, but this ain't TLC, lil bitch

TMZ [PROD. KILLUA KATANA]

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Art by @moonluvsluna

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GOOFY GOOBER [p. MBRK]

TRY ME! (PROD. PTENKO)

@lebamba69
@lil-jimmy-bob-jr
@lilsyruptrapperforlife
@ikuawsedgf

avg. nxsebleedz:
aight i scan my cookies and then i scan thi- what- what the fuck what? i think this is broken i-i i need help i need an adult i need an adult wheres the manager?

manager:
yeah im right here

avg. nxsebleedz:
i-i need help i think the thing fuckin broke

manager: 
aw man sucks to suck

avg. nxsebleedz:
yeah yeah i know i know um can you help?

manager:
yeah thats too bad

avg. nxsebleedz:
uh, fuck
uh yeah idk what the fuck is goin on i uh i think your machines broken you gotta come fix this shit, um its not scanning

self check out:
thank you for shopping at walmart 😇

avg. nxsebleedz:
with my homie jonah finna kill ya shit at walmart
you sa me sa fuck up all the cashier like they jarjar
blow yo brains out with a fuckin gun its wall art
put da barrel to your head wont make it out of target
wait what the fuck thats not, this is a walmart thats not, this isnt a target the fuck what are you on about what is blud wafflin about jesus fuckin chri-

random customer (def not me):
shut the fuck up please

avg. nxsebleedz:
im out here with some fuckin friends, we got- we got olive oil, we got lil syrup, and we got jonah, you guys ready to fuck some shit up? fuck it

pull up and i make a bitch squeak like a shopping cart
use the scooters like a faggot bitch im such a fuckin tard
use the light sabers like a dildo got my virgin card
say im sorry to the check out lady yelled at at the start
just kidding shut the fuck up fuckin bitch deserve that part

yo jonah where you at dawg?

jonah (lil jimmy bob jr the second):
i stole a lot of gift cards imma put it on my xbox
im yellin kill yourself to the motherfucking cashier
she was tellin me to get out i was being a disturbance
you can lick my nuts imma leave your dumbass hurtin
they call me g o a t but my name is really jonah
if you fuck wit me i will cut off your damn boner

i got school tomorrow im boutta be a shooter
i just stole a gun fuck my teacher ill shoot her
fuck every dog if they bark i will neuter
i am a dumbass i love to misgender
i feel like a bad game my brain will not render

wait a minute is that muscle man? OMG

lil syrup:
???

yung olive oil:
(what the fuck?)
what the fuck am i saying? bitches young im not gay
hyperpop all the way i hate syrup so much its so fucking gay
fuck you anyway, i love jews like im kanye
i fucking hate walmart (distorted jumbled screaming) coughing

avg. nxsebleedz:
this joke has gone on for too long, stop the fucking track

LATELY w/ KILLHEARTACHE [PROD. HEARTACHE]

AJINN

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