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@bruhmanegoddd
@ssjcxrpse
ART BY RAKKNID

"Lethargy" produced by Skotskr
"Crack Den" produced by MathiasTyner

CRACK DEN FREESTYLE (PROD. MATHIASTYNER)

NEFARIOUS [FT. WHOKILLEDXIX] (IG: @zoomthrax)

praying to the sky (prod. greaf)

Get wet to these sensual sounds while drinking wine in the dusk of the evening. As you get to the bottom of your chalice , look around and notice , two Latina women in chokers crawling to you. As one of the women near your ear , she whispers "Damn Papi, was this mixed by soundcloud.com/diegovolumes ?" You simply reply with a subtle nod.
You turn your head, "What's this ?" You notice the second woman approaching your dearest friend soundcloud.com/chvli. You can feel the tension in the room building up. The second woman now proceeds to follow in the foot steps of her friend, she then whispers "Damn did you produce this because my undies are soaked"

"Yes" he replies...

Written by Shakewell , Pouya & Max Beck
Screenplay by Migo Plug Danny
Lights: Germ & Ramirez
Stage Handling: Booty Sensei
Boom Operator: DJ Be My Friend
Casting Director: Crystal Meth

special thanks to mother , father , katy perry & satan senpai.

Terminal Sex (Feat. Pouya) Prod. By Chevali & Diego Farias

Gustav Ahr's Album

hellboy (prod smokeasac x yung cortex)

SAGAS DROP SEPTEMBER 11TH NEVER FORGET

[VERSE I: YUNG MARASCHINO]

still got no hoes
so i'm pouring four o's
solo
solo cup double up
3 percs fizzle at the bottom 
if you don't know
hit you when i thrown bones from a pile of skeletons still sitting in my front lawn
drawn to the shadow
call me shadowkhan
crawl to the gallows
now the shadow gone
born with an arrow
sharp with a broken bow
aim it at the fucking battlefront 
ladder climbing up to her window
glass shatters now i'm playing fucking limbo
yeah, i got the cut on my neck
now that bitch wet
only fucking with me when she thinks i'm depressed
told that bitch "bet."
ima fucking jet 
no sweat
ima sip lead
swallow fucking bullets til my lips seep red
ruby been dead

[VERSE II: LIL REMAINS}

yung james jones
sipping on that throwed
mac 11 grip
and my fucking pistol all chrome
i'm fucking bound to bone
bound to the phonk
every day a different day
still getting throwed
middle finer to the hoes
middle finger to the world
umbrella for the tears and the red rain coming down my eyelids 
hate show biz
hate all the fame shit
vanish away like spaceghostpurrp did
either that or blow a hole through my head, shit
cuz things ain't what it is
everything switched
its like i'm watching a movie and i've seen the end
pretend smiles turn to whispers when your body turns
scarecrow bout to burn up in an urn

KILL YOURSELF Part XVI: The Faded Stains Saga

I'M DONE.

IMMA SAY THIS CUZ IG KEEP FLAGGING ME
NO I NOT A NAZI. I'M A LOVE NAZI. 
AS IN I FORCEFULLY SPREAD MY REGIME OF LOVE

LYRICS:

BITCH IM SMOKING GAS IN MY CHAMBERS LIKE IT’S THE HOLOCAUST
PULL UP WITH A K ON MY RIFLE THAT’S WHAT THE HOLO COST

TEACHER SAID YOU WONT BE SUCCESSFUL MAKING THOSE ANIMATIONS
SHUT YO APPLE EATING ASS UP AND DO SOME LAMINATIONS


I TEAR A PAGE OUT THE BIBLE IF I BE OUT OF PAPERS
IDLE NIGGAS WORSHIPING IDOLS PUT ACID IN YO WAFERS

PASTOR SAID YOU WONT BE SUCCESSFUL GETTING THAT BOOMING
DID I ASK YA PUSSY NIGGA YOU A HUMAN…


AND IMMA BE A STAR SOON
WAVY LIKE A,HAB HIT THAT NIGGA WITH THE HARPOON
SAVE ME I MAY, HAVE PULLED THE TRIGGA ATE SOME HARD SHROOMS
MAYBE IM FA,DED BUT I WIGGLE LIKE A CARTOON

YEAH, IIIIIII FEEL LIKE A CARTOON

I’M IN YO DEVICES
PERPETUATE YOUR VICES
IN CRISIS BUT IM THE NICEST
ALWAYS EAT YOUR FOOD WITH SPICES

PAY ATTENTION TO THE PRICES
DONT BE MADE INTO A SUCKA
YOU WONT HAVE ENOUGH FOR SUPPER
KEEP YA NUMBERS ON THE UPPER

TUPPO-WEAR EATING 
MY SEATING STEADY ON THE CARPET
I PARK IT AND THEN I SPARK IT
NO MARKETING HITTING TARGETS

I HIT LIKE GUITAR PICK
THAT STRUMMING OR LIKE DRUM
THAT BE GUNNING YOU DOWN FO FUN
I CHUCKLE AND THEN I RUN

RUN UP I DUMP IT OUT
HE WANNA THUMP IT OUT 
COKE IN A MOUNTAIN
MY BITCH GOTTA LUMP IT OUT

DONT DO NO ARGUMENTS 
PULL UP NO PARKING IT
YOU HEAR THE SOUND
WHEN MY NIGGAS IS SPARKING IT

I GOT TWO HANDS ON THAT BITCH I WONT DOUBLE BACK
I GOT THAT COOKIE IT DOUBLE WRAP

I GOT GELATO IN CUBAN TOBACCO
I POPPED A NEW BOTTLE AND BLEW OUT HER BACK HOE


I ACT LIKE A WACKO
I SPIT LIKE IM CHEWING ON YOU AND DONT KNOW WHAT
TO DO WITH THE GOO
YOU A SLIMEY ASS NIGGA YOU DRIP LIKE A GARBAGE BAG
TRY ME ILL ALWAYS PULL UP WITH A LARGER MAG

BUILT LIKE AN ARMORY
NIGGAS GOT NO CHACE OF HARMING ME
SMOKE UP A GARDEN G
I THINK IT HARDEN ME
I AM NOT HURTING MY PAIN IS TOO FAR TO SEE
BITCH IF WE KICK IT NO WAY YOU SAY NAW TO WEED


OR TO POPPING A BOTTLE
WE POP HIM HE WADDLE
I AINT NEVER DODDLE
IM KICKING THE THROTTLE
WHILE FUCKING A MODEL
I STAY AS DRAWING
YO LIFE IS NOVEL
AND MOST OF IT AWFUL

NOBODY READ   NO MORE I STAY ON THE SCREEN YOU WHORE
YOU PAY TO GET TO SEEN
YOU POOR
DONT PLAY FOR NO TEAM
IM BORED

TALKING THAT SHIT YO LIP LOOK LIKE AN ASSHOLE
WALK IN THAT BITCH SHOOT THE BRICKS OUT YO CASTLE
YOU ONE DEM NIGGA NOT PURSE IT’S A SATCHEL
THAT SHIT A PURSE BUT IT’S LESS OF A HASSLE

WHY IT GOT TASSELS?

WHY IT GOT TASSELS ON IT?
I WONT PASS THE CHRONIC TO YA
SUPER SONIC HOOVER
VACCUM BITCH
I PACK HER SMACKING LIPS
MY DICK ATTACK HER 
SLIP INSIDE HER BACKEND QUICK

STACKING CHIPS LIKE IT’S A PRINGLE CAN 
LET’S GET IT CRACKING BITCH NIGGA BRING IT THEN

BRING IT THEN

BITCH IM SMOKING GAS IN MY CHAMBERS LIKE IT’S THE HOLOCAUST


BITCH BRING THE HATE
BRING THE SMOKE

BITCH BRING THE HATE
BRING THE SMOKE
BITCH IM FEELING GREAT

BITCH BRING THE HATE
BRING THE SMOKE
BITCH IM FEELING GREAT
CHOP STICK GET ATE
FUCK YO FATE
CHANGE YO FUCKING STATE

UNDER SEWER GRATES
PUT THE STOCK UP TO MY WAIST
I MAKE YOU FLIP
LIKE A CAKE
FUCK YO ZIP YO COOKIE FAKE

I TEND TO TRIP 
WHEN I BAKE
PUT TOBACCO IN MY FACE
BITCH OFF THE RIP
I BE LACED
GO OUTSIDE AND CATCH A CASE

THE PUSSY WET 
FROM THE MACE
RIOT DYING IN THE STREET
KEEP UP THE PACE
FUCK YOU SLOWING FOR WE RACING
ON OUR FEET
WE MOVE WITH HASTE


I’M AMAZED
ALL THESE NIGGAS FALLING OFF
FREE FOURTEEN 
ALL THESE OTHER RAPPERS SOFT
SPIDER GANG
CHOPPA COUGH

BITCH ON PAPER I LOOK GREATER THAN PRESIDENTS
SET PREPOSTEROUS PRECEDENTS
GOT A ROSTER OF RESONANCE COPPER?
BOTHER THE RESIDENTS PROPER
STOCKING YOUR EVIDENCE LOCKER
MEDICINE SET IN’LL STOP YOUR
HEAD IN A DROPPER
I KEEP THE LEAD IN A YAPPA
I GET TO POPPING YA TOP OR
YA LEGS AND SEVER SPIT RED 
AND I DROP YA 
DEAD AND IN HEAVEN WITH PAPA

(I WRITE TOO MANY LYRICS FOR SOUNDCLOUD TO HANDLE)

HOLOCAUST (PROD. WENDIGO/LiL CUBENSiS)

AWKWARD CAR DRIVE (Feat. $uicideboy$)

Art by @wormclown on insta

Motha fucka are you ready
We boutta fuck it up
Get yo ass up in the pit bitch I’m tryna see some blood
Let it spin spin spin
Till you can’t breathe out cho lungs
Poke a hole inside a demons skull and fuck it till I cum
Function 
we throwin bodies at the function
Fuckshit
We throwin fingers at the fuckshit
Where the fuck all the tree at
We all got our vices you can’t judge that
From the wild Wild West I need my cowboy hat
This town ain’t built for us both you can’t be fuckin whack
Starting riots in my room cause I’ve been Quarantined
I’m setting fire to this mic with my gasoline
Same shit always drop gotta intervene
Pumpin tracks out that no one has ever heard but me
We throwin fingers at the fuckshit
I’m throwin fingers at the fuckshit
Bitch stop it 
Motha fucka tryna talk shit
You don’t understand you just toxic
Undermining all my causes 
But I got the drip like facet
Stop with all that  fuckin nonsense 
You gonna make me fuckin nauseous
If you gotta problem wit me Motha fucka say it I don’t like all of the gossip
Yuh it’s that spiked hair kid with the attitude
Lemme stomp my fuckin foot and show you what I do
Shit and spit on everything you ever thought was cool
And I’m just only fresh outta high school
So keep my name out cho mouth
Go suck dick somewhere else for all that clout

TRIPLE777

THIS SONG IS BLASPHEMY

I said hey, hello, hi goodbye
I wanna die real fast so i get fucking high
Im in my head sometime watching days go by
Im gonna kill myself if i see you cry x2

Tell me beautiful things about your life
Im not feeling the same, i wanna end mine
Sometimes im just dying i dont feel right
Will you be my love, sweet valentine

Hook x2

Ive been up in a rut
And everyone sucks
Said i dont give a fuck
But i wont tell the truth
Ive been all by myself
Its only been a minute
All you got me dying
Now im feeling fuckin finished
Feelin scared of my life im in a nightmare
Nothing feel real dissociating eye stares
Highschool did me wrong now im fucked up
The void stays in my chest i know really know this life sucks

Hook

she don't dance the way i do |prod. redMosk

hurry up to stop and just wait
waste my time the best way to make me 
angry hangry i haven’t ate
baby i just had a bit of a day

maybe i should go and switch up the pace 
mainly cuz I’m getting sick of the taste
of flaccid dick, and plastic, bad acid
slap that rapper back to jurassic

we best
we bound to die and that’s 
predestined
what about the little boy 
t-rex?
bet he wanna be next too
but the asteroid that crashes get to choose 

go faster boy you bastard better move 
so you can live your life for more than booze

LOSE OR WIN
it doesn’t really matter

who’s the KING?
you can tell by the castle

i can’t sit right 
i like my girl to fit tight too
i am wit my goons
i gotta take a shit by noon
I’m a big tycoon
flexing flexing
bit my food
impressing dressing
i knew     
you could cook it up right
act hollywood you be so uptight

im on the beach absorbing sunlight 
while you threaten to start a gunfight 
ouu
killing for the fun of it? UH
i spy with my eye, a son of bitch! UH
defy the height fly i wanna get very
high on life smoke a ton of it hairy
buy the hype cuz aint none of it scary
why the fright why a little bit wary?

what did i do?
NOTHING OH NOTHING DEAR
SEE A SLUT APPEAR 
WANT TO TOUCH HER REAR BUT I DONT
NOT A NIGGA FEMENINE TONE
HOW YOU BIGGER BUT YOU NOT GROWN
AT ALL I MIGHT THROW THE BALL
BREAK HIS BONES
TRYNA CATCH IT FORE I GET HOME, RUN

I’M THE MVP 
I LOVE MY SUPPORTERS CUZ THEY LET ME BE
HOP OUT OF MY VEHICLE 
THE SCENT BE PEE
I BE SMOKING MARIJUANA 
BLOWING THC

I’M SO RICH I USE CBD CREAM
SAVE MY CASH TIL IT REALLY 3D
BUSTING OUT THE SAFE
CUSSING OUT THE BUTLER
HUMPING ON MY WAIST
NUT SO GOOD I STUTTER
SOMETHING IN ME MAKE ME WANNA GIVE MY SON A BROTHER
MAYBE A SISTER 
THAT LADY A MISTER BUT I DO NOT MISS HER CUZ I NEVER KISSED HER

BECOME THE GREATEST AND SAY IT SO HEINOUS 
IM INSIDE HER ANUS 
DON’T NEED TO BE FAMOUS
DONT WANT NO ATTENTION IM SEEKING ASSENTION 
DONT MENTION MY NAME

SEND YOU TO DETENTION 
THE TEACHER IS SPEAKING NOW
IM ON SOME FUNGUS I THINK THAT I’M PEAKING NOW
SWEATING AND CRYING THIS WATER IS LEAKING OUT
IM MADE OF WATER THE CHILD OF HER DAUGHTER 
I CALLED HER MY GOD UNTIL I MET THE FATHER 

HIS KID MAS A MARTYR FOR ALL OF HUMANITY
MODERN PRIORITIES CLOUDING MY SANITY 
THEY WONT DEFEAT US, THE SHEPHERD WILL LEAD US

THIS SONG IS FOR GRAMPA
HOPE THAT HE SEES THIS
THIS IS FOR NOTHING 
NOTHING BUT TO PLEASE US
THIS IS FOR CHEESES ON TOP OF OUR PIZZAS
BRING BACK JESUS 
HE KNOW WHERE THE PEACE IS!

WHOOP (PROD. SOLSA)

lyrics:
i can't believe i got myself played again
i thought we was cool, i thought we made amends
go tell all your friends, fuck what you say to them
i can't wait for us to find our way again
hard for me to care when i'm so faded every day
i'm straying far away from you, wading through the pain
deflating in the rain, i created all these things, no use

maybe i will fall, maybe i will rise
but if anything, a nigga really tried
and i know, i know
doing it for all, doing it for i
but a balance is required to survive and to fly
wide open space

10 day, i remember bumpin' that, takin' acid to rap
then stays in the past, you be lettin' shit amass in ya ass
toxins, we pollutin' all the human, that's an issue, i'm assumin'
god been chillin' in my spirit, i can feel him, i can hear it
i know you may not understand now
but we all return to where we once were
words and code written in my hands now
in my skin from within, tell me, how could i pretend that i know?
i never thought i would see this place again
i thought that i knew, but that illusion end
go tell all your friends, but you can't say to them
the beauty we forget and can't express
the lesson i learn every time i stress
i confess, i don't know what is best
that's okay, it's so cold in the snow
but go play anyway
you can mold what you hold where you lay
into something brand new or a man that stand true

THIS DOES NOT EXIST

COMPOSITION XI

lyrics:
yeah (huh)
yeah (huh)
yeah (huh, huh)
yeah (huh)
yeah, yeah (huh), yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (huh)
yeah, yeah (huh), yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (huh, huh, uh)

where are my socks and sandals at?
where are my socks and sandals at?
where are my socks and sandals at?
where are my socks and sandals?

baby, have you seen my socks?
i wanna kick rocks, but i can't now, ooh
baby have you seen my sandals?
i wanna make moves, without 'em i cannot handle it
i thought you had them
they won't wanna get in my way, i step over, over
i hope that i find 'em today
four leaf clover, clover, huh

where are my socks and sandals at?
where are my socks and sandals at?
where are my socks and sandals at?
where are my socks and sandals?

lookin' up on my feet
they all talkin on me, lil darkie
suckin' up on they teeth
i don't wanna suck no meat like you
fuck clout, bitch you better get it, need tattoo'd it
i don't wanna be in a bitter [?] with my mood
i'ma find a sandal bandit [?]
uh, rockin' with the spider clique
i buy the bic, then where it is;
my lighter, got my sandal missing too
bitch you should go tune in, listen rock
don't go losin' this shit, how you walk
when i drop it, people tend to flock
i'm an artist lookin' for my sock

where are my socks and sandals at?
where are my socks and sandals at?
where are my socks and sandals at?
where are my socks and sandals?

SOXNSANDALS (PROD. SOLSA)

LA LA (PROD. WENDIGO)

a rare track that was on 25 CD copies of the SWAMP DRAINED album

NO MO (PROD. LiL CUBENSiS)

MURDA MURDA

BACK IN LONG BEACH (FT. CXRPSE/BRUHMANEGOD) (PROD. SOLSA)

lyrics: 
let us begin

one day darkie was camping in the forest
probably having a really nice dream
the sun started to rise and he woke up to the sight
of a beam of light coming through his tent
and he couldn’t wait to see what was outside

i wish you saw me like you see you
i wish you saw me like you see you see me see you

i wish you could see  that i’m a person too 

i wish you could see that i am hurting too

on the attack
the ignorant see me and they see food
but ill see them yack
if it truly’s the last thing that i do
and they want that back
the power to place someone under rule
but all of that’s crap
but all of that’s crap to me
and all of that’s crap

i can’t see your face through all the shit you’re talking to me
let’s sit down and mix perspectives up and sip that smoothie
hate will bring you down or bring you up if you move smoothly
i may get around and act a clown but you cant fool me

i wish you saw me like you see you
i wish you saw me like you see you see me see you
i wish you saw me
i wish you saw me at all
saw us both the same

i wish you saw me the same

(ending vocals)

i can see clearly (PROD. WENDIGO)

lyrics: 
MAYDAY SEWER FLOODING EVACUATE IMMEDIATELY
BOSS, THE GASKET’S BLOWN, WE’RE HOLDING IT BACK AS LONG AS WE CAN!

EVERY DAY
I WAKE UP MY MIND FILLED WITH STUFF
I CAN’T SEE  
BLACKENED MUCK 
AND IT BACKING UP IN MY BRAIN 
STACK AND PUFF 
LIKE “AIN’T THAT ENOUGH FOR MY PAIN?”
ACTING TOUGH 
WILL NOT GET THE FUCKING SWAMP DRAINED! 

THE SWAMP NEVER DRAINED
THE SWAMP NEVER DRAINED

HELLO MONKEYS

SWAMP!
SWAMP!

TAKE ME BACK TO BACK OF CLASS 
BITCH STAND FOR THE FLAG SALUTE!
TAKE ME BACK TO THE MASS WHEN MY GRANDFATHER 
PASSED IN THE PAST AND IM ON THEM PEWS 

AFRAID OF THE DARK
I JUST LEFT MY BRAIN AT THE PARK AH SHOOT
FUCK ALL THE HATE 
AND THE CITY AND THE STATE YOU’RE 
DOING WHAT THEY WANT YOU TO!

FUCK THE SYSTEM
FUCK DIVISION 
ALWAYS HEARING 
NEVER LISTEN
DISSAPEARING 
FROM YOUR VISION 
FUCK YOUR 
LAZINESS AND RECKLESS INDECISION 
YOU ARE JUST A MAGGOT ON A MISSION
FAGGOT, PISSING

I DON’T GIVE A FUCK ABOUT A PUSSY NIGGA BITCH I 
GOTTA GET IT GOTTA GET IT MY NIGGA TO GENERATE
ANOTHER NIGGA GROWING BIGGER THE FIGURE INSEMINATED 
HELLA FADED WHEN I PUFF ON THE STICK
THE TAR STICKING MADE OF BIGGER SHIT THAT SIT IN THE PIT
I GOTTA SPIT IT GOTTA GET IT OUT IT FLOODING MY SKIN
THE SHIT BUILD UP BREAKING DOWN A BARRIER QUICK

I HAVE ALLOWED THIS SHIT TO BUILD UP FOR TOO LONG
I HAVE SAID NOTHING FOR TOO LONG
ALRIGHT LISTEN UP YOU STUPID SONS OF BITCHES

I’M TIRED OF FEELING SO DEPRESSED
BREATHING ALL THIS SMOKE INTO MY CHEST
EVERYWHERE I GO I MAKE A MESS
I DON’T WANNA END UP LIKE THE REST!

ANYTHING COULD END UP ON THE TEST 
ALWAYS BEEN A MISSION TAKING THOSE 
THE SAME NIGGAS WISHING YOU THE BEST
NEVER WANNA SEE A NIGGA BLOW
NEVER WANNA PULL UP TO A SHOW
DO NOT HIT MY MOTHER FUCKING PHONE 

I GOT PSILOCYBIN IN MY DOME
I KNOW WHAT YOU HIDING, WHATCHU ON

MOUTH BREATHING
CLOUT SEIZING 
COUGH SLEEPING 
PIECE OF FUCKING GARBAGE NIGGA

STOP BREEDING
STOP FUCKING 
STOP SUCKING
STOP ALL THAT FOR STARTERS NIGGA

NIGGAS DOING PUNK SHIT FOR LIKES
YOU AINT NOTHING LIKE THE PUNK SHIT YOU LIKE
CUT YOURSELF AND PUT YOUR HAIR IN SPIKES
NIGGAS PLAYING DRESS UP LIKE SOME DYKES

OH DOES THAT OFFEND A BIT? RIGHT…
DO NOT GET IT MOTHER FUCKING TWISTED
I DON’T GIVE A FUCK IF YOU TIGHT
AND IMMA DO MY BUSINESS FROM A DISTANCE

rappers talking shit about the right
but they the ones that’s giving to the system
benefitting from it when we fight
the government will never fucking listen
i aint gonna stand here and cap
i aint gonna stand here and lie
yo favorite rapper lying when he rap
yo favorite rapper liable to die

yo favorite rapper take it in the back
feeding giving money for attention
designer drip blowing hella racks
aint nobody focused on assention 

everyone a hypocrite facts
i am just a maggot on a mission
and i aint cutting anybody slack 
the rapper is the new politician

THE RAPPER IS THE NEW DEMOCRAT
REPUBLICAN BETTER REMEMBER THAT
WE ALWAYS TALKING BOUT WHERE
WE ARE NEVER AT

THE RAPPER IS THE NEW BILL CLINTON
LOOKING FOR AN EVIL BITCH HILLARY
BABY BLOOD INSIDE A GOBLET FILLING ME
MILITARY COPPING MAD ARTILLERY

DRAIN THE SWAMP!

OH REALLY NIGGA?
BUT I THOUGHT I DID!
THESE OTHER SUCKA NIGGAS
PRAY TO GOD I GOT A PROBLEM 
THOUGHT I’D SOLVE IT 
WIT A THOUGHT I’M IN:

I WOKE UP TODAY
GOO-GOOD MORNING
I JUST WANNA GO BACK TO SLEEP
LIKED IT BETTER WHEN I COULDN’T EVEN 
TELL YOU MOTHER FUCKERS HAD A BACK TO ME

SWAMP (PROD. SOLSA)

Instagram: @s.inoda
Twitter: @s_inoda
Snapchat: @t.ryston

LET'S GO VIRAL LAMBS FOR LIFE

DOUBLE DUTCH

Real people don’t see the half of it
Never could be touched 🍁

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