BONES(prod.pyctur)

keep the 45 up in my palms I’m meditating 
Breathing out the purple weed I see the ouija levitating 
I can never find the right words im always hesitating 
 up all night im sipping sprite I like it when I keep sedating 
 fake fucks fucking up my mood
Sniff another blue
Tripping over you 
Every fucking night demons messing up my view 
Stressing in my room
eyes never move 
All these false words yeah why you keep pretending 
Smoking on the blunt but the wounds are never mending 
Back to back lsd loops vision bending 
Every time I open up the message never sending 
Yeah I’m pouring all this thc in a faygo 
Think I sold you weed but you got oregano 
I be stacking, bands wrapping, do this shit all on my own
Nobody stay longer than my dispo 
Pull on these fuck boys wearing fuck the population 
Gotta Glock tucked bullets never ever wasting 
Why my hand shaking every situation gotta go 
When I cry wipe the tears with the nine I’m feeling low 
keep the 45 up in my palms I’m meditating 
Breathing out the purple weed I see the ouija levitating 
I can never find the right words im always hesitating 
 up all night im sipping sprite I like it when I keep sedating 

Produced by oceanash

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KIRKULATOR

BENZ x SLUG - KIRKULATOR (prod.dheartt)

Art by NYUCTO @hudson-oren8
(NYUCTO)

I-I-I’m on ur block w a rarri 
Hop out the black truck onna safari 
I am a beast in the flesh I am charring just
Like I’m a steak on the grill I ain’t sorry
I got the paper just like it’s the office 
stacking it up just like it’s dunder Mifflin. 
I’m on the go yeah around I ain’t sticking.
I’m going fast yeah The clock it is ticking

Ooh I-I-I got the swag on me 
haters be talking they are sorry 
I pull up on you and flex money 
because you know I’m a K I N G
I do not stop even if there’s a sign 
do not be sour like lemon and lime. 
I’m on the clock. Yeah it is my time. 
I make the big ol’ noise just like wind chimes

Yeah, I’m on the road. 
All of you haters do not even know. 
Just like a glow stick I got the glow 
Just like a glow stick I’m gonna snap 
If you, my brother, yeah I got your back 
I am a master so do not attack. 
I am my own man so get off my back. Money is on the map. No time to chat.

I-I-I’m on ur block w a rarri 
Hop out the black truck onna safari 
I am a beast in the flesh I am charring just
Like I’m a steak on the grill I ain’t sorry
I got the paper just like it’s the office 
stacking it up just like it’s dunder Mifflin. 
I’m on the go yeah around I ain’t sticking.
I’m going fast yeah The clock it is ticking

(HALF DEAD)
you can barely hold up got you looking like a lightweight
stuck up in the middle like a motha- Wednesday 
feeling like a tale gate hold him on the highway
need to take a chill pil talking hella cliche
it's concerning how me fist me curling in you face
how your -like a pasafire everybay
how my new attire could go set a fire to your place
how my animation just get so a astatic to erase 
please leave a slice for me like a guateen 
defeat finna cut him short not talking capri
spit flows like a garden hose independently
if you know then you - know don't talk - to me
cosmos I'm still getting found feel like waldo
Waldo
pronto finna kick him up like a jump rope

(Wensie)
AY
i got truey on my -
Osiris on my feet -
My main - only wear ricks
I got oakleys to my ankles - 
Ammunition twin clock they move 
I think im gay cus i hate - 
But i shoot straight and i hang snitches 
The bxmbsquad are mt main pieces
We shoot up - with 20 inchers

My Caliber high count kilometers 
My count too high for my kill o meter 
Imma do a show in a wife beater
- that - true religion in my two seater

I GOT GRAMS ON MY HEAD MY BANDS FOUNT UP 

(Kow13)
Unknown 
2x

AIN’T SORRY ft. HALFDEAD X XWXDXNXSDYYX X KOW13 (PROD.NYUCTO)

You won't take me alive
But you kept me alive
What you can't realize
There's no more scares underneath my skin
I can't get all of it out of my head
But you let me out of this hell I've been in
But I'll raise the flag I surrender my sins
It's cold outside, I need you here
Just grab the torch and light me on fire

And it's on this side
Everything was a lie
I've been hiding behind
Won't take all your time
Just wash away the pain
I keep demons out the way
And every day I'm feeling drained
And I keep getting nowhere
I'm always gonna fuck it up

You won't take me alive
But you kept me alive
What you can't realize
There's no more scares underneath my skin
I can't get all of it out of my head
But you let me out of this hell I've been in
But I'll raise the flag I surrender my sins
It's cold outside, I need you here
Just grab the torch and light me on fire

surrender...

backyard smoking

Red.mp3

Eine Liebe, die zündet wie ein letzter Anime-Boost.
„Kamehame-Love-You“ gehört denen, die durch jede Schattenwelt brechen, um den Menschen zu retten, den sie nicht aufgeben..

Kamehame-Love-you

⛧ Prod. By Codeine Kiss ⛧

[Verse 1: Codeine Kiss]
I'm standing over cliff, my body will become the coldest
Don’t matter what you choosing, devil separate the martyrs
Time wrapping noose around my neck, becoming fucking flawless
You think your words been heard, but who is helping you it's not Christ

[Verse 2: Codeine Kiss]
You hating me, but you still waiting for the fucking calling
One day rotten leaves from my dead body will be falling
Will come a time when devil into deep making me crawling
The sun shining in the desert where people not stalling

[Verse 3: Codeine Kiss]
I would like try changing, but tell me, baby, what the point?
Leads become me to the empty again set fire to the joint
There only birds left in the sky, it doesn't disappoint
My thoughts drive me crazy and i feeling they rejoin

[Verse 4: Codeine Kiss]
I’m scared when my heart start beating in my fucking chest
My eyes are bleeding, going crazy, bitch, I need a rest
I didn’t know how all my feelings for you gone so fast
If I had the chance, I would go back to fucking past

[Chorus: Codeine Kiss]
My mind of plastic, grey wings on my body, all my life I wasting
High as fuck of drugs, my better mind, when I be feel blood tasting
Bitch, I’m getting low
Faded, blow all this fucking dope
Rotten on my mind, make me die
To my eyes start blind
Ay, baby, tell me are you really ready? 
To see body full of heady worms on basement that make your eyes frown
When going to the sleep, ay, bitch already here in deep 
I’m full of bleeding, on my wounds start dropping my soul

[Chorus: Codeine Kiss]
My mind of plastic, grey wings on my body, all my life I wasting
High as fuck of drugs, my better mind, when I be feel blood tasting
Bitch, I’m getting low
Faded, blow all this fucking dope
Rotten on my mind, make me die
To my eyes start blind
Ay, baby, tell me are you really ready? 
To see body full of heady worms on basement that make your eyes frown
When going to the sleep, ay, bitch already here in deep 
I’m full of bleeding, on my wounds start dropping my soul 

Grey Wings

DYLAN NOIR - SUSTAIN

The Product is a conscious, alternative hip-hop track reflecting on ancestry, evolution, and identity in a screen-lit world. Blending spoken rap, haunting melody, and cinematic atmosphere, it explores what survives when bloodlines, instinct, and human connection collide with modern technology. Introspective, philosophical, and emotionally driven.

The Product - conscious Hip Hop version

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Contact info: helsingvega666@gmail.com
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Red.mp3

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