Dark Rap

Goblin Graves (Feat. Ak3k) (Prod. 6a6aYaga)

War Boy Want's Me Dead (Prod. Station 666)

RIOT (Feat. SINIZTER) [Prod. Elxctro Drxgon]

LYRICS-
[VERSE I: RUBY DA ARCHANGEL]

when i die auction off all my body parts
lets see what oddy costs
under my skull the shotty's cross
got all these opps on my dick like it's made of metal
making so much money it's like my boss is the devil
she loved me she loves not i done ran out of petals
littered the ground with rose bits ill grip this thorny stem forever
a portrait of my pain an homage to my suffering
same tale i been uncovering
im staining the whole world grey yall get back to coloring
in this mental prison im locked up like a pitbulls jaw

[VERSE II: HALF CIG]

Slickity slickity sloth
Thug Bach
Shoot up the mass
It will B minor
Jabbing my arm no Pfizer
Dick cuffed like it cum with priors
Liars, All around me talking hugs and love
Attaching kisses that come with wishes for death so they can touch my trust
Fuck
That’s some hard mother fucking truth
Still contemplating suicide
Just upgraded a couple coupes
Morally bankrupt
Call a skank up
To pretend she love me
“But I do love you”
hoe don’t talk while you fucking sucking

[RUBY DA ARCHANGEL]: 
uhhhh
should we?
i...
that was a lil short bruh

[HALF CIG]
well 
fuck, bro

[RUBY DA ARCHANGEL]: 
can we?

[HALF CIG]:
i just did 8 bars cuz i thought you said all you had to say

[RUBY DA ARCHANGEL]: 
i got-
i got more shit to say, broke
like...

[HALF CIG]:
well i mean...

[RUBY DA ARCHANGEL]: 
what?
tell me

[HALF CIG]:
they saying you lost touch...

[VERSE III: RUBY DA ARCHANGEL]

who the fuck said ruby done lost his touch?
blame my success on lots of luck
but lots of luck didnt get your bitch unfucked
blame my absense on the fact that my dick got stuck
call me evergreen
your bitched never seemed like she lost touch
begging me she wants her jaw fucked
withdraw from dope before i withdraw my cash
use her tongue to collect ash
for the stash i guess ill smash
pull off in a gle wagon fucked up i might crash
just thoughts and feelings from the half of me that is white trash

[VERSE IV: HALF CIG]

Bitch I cheated death
Ain’t a thing that I can’t do
Manipulation shorty
I could sell ice to Nanook
I could sell ice to the jeweler
I could sell Christ like I’m Judas
Self righteous type of a shooter
Make my life insurance shoot up
Wet screwed up
Product of my environment
My therapist was talking Freud
I rolled my eyes Then fired the bitch
Why would I quit?
My drug of choice is overdosing duhhh
My dick got no limits
I’m master p pimping
And making them bitches say ughhhhh

[OUTRO: RUBY DA ARCHANGEL & HALF CIG]

rain, rain
go away
200 on the dash
watch me hydroplane
gang, gang
gang’s all grey
from new orleans to ottawa
from atlanta to the bay

THE_EVIL_THAT_MEN_DO

Bone Fever (Prod. Netuh)

Stream Used Up By Lil Tytan: https://distrokid.com/hyperfollow/liltytan/used-up
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Lil Tytan - Used Up [Prod. outsiderX]

Disturbed (prod. kirk)

Lyrics:

Breathe the scent of burning bodies, know the smell is putrid
Picture life in the abyss where only death is looming
Call me the Ubermensch like Neitzche, bitch I'm superhuman
I reign supreme inside the void I am the god Anubis

I speak the language of the shadows gotchu you cursed with death
Rest in piss inside your tomb I leave you left for dead
Telekinetic strangulation take your final breath
I reign supreme inside the void, I am the god of death

I take my staff and stab they heart so a hater feel my wrath
Then toss they body to the pit, baptism-acid bath
Manifesting death the way I do just walk the left hand path
Sit on throne of charred up bones stealin’ souls can’t get them back

Came with a riot gun
Bitch I be fired up
Sinny be hired gun
Cut out the liar tongue

Scope on that M14
Shoot it with expertise
I kill with no mercy
So miss me with them pleas

Speak on my evolution
I speak in absolution
I start a revolution
And still no resolution

Speak on my evolution
I speak in absolution
I start a revolution
And still no resolution

Breathe the scent of burning bodies, know the smell is putrid
Picture life in the abyss where only death is looming
Call me the Ubermensch like Neitzche, bitch I'm superhuman
I reign supreme inside the void I am the god Anubis

I speak the language of the shadows gotchu you cursed with death
Rest in piss inside your tomb I leave you left for dead
Telekinetic strangulation take your final breath
I reign supreme inside the void, I am the god of death

ANUBIS

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ANUBIS (prod. Netuh)

HAPPY BIRTHDAY @SSJCXRPSE I LOVE YOU.

WITH: @SSJCXRPSE
PROD: @LUCYWYNTERS
MIX: @C3OF & @SSJCXRPSE
ART: @MIYORATOR (linktr.ee/miyo) & @C3OF
ADDITIONAL VOCALS: RACHETSREVENGE (https://bit.ly/3IjX8Ho)

LYRICS:
[SAINT SLEEP]
Sell your soul get a crisis loan
Broken pillar cant hold my own
Midas touch I can't drink what's gold
Do whatever they gon call you goat
Psychotic break narcotic weight lose my mind don't wanna wait
I might spend it all inside a single place
I might crash the whip I can't get away
Insides blown it's an inside job get an invite straight out my eyesight
Strain on my limelight way we don't act right
Can't make it past 25 if I keep it up
Run it up run it up pour me another its bottoms up
Falling like dominos swear that I'm breaking
Swear that I'm racing straight to my grave
This be the part where I blame you
This be the part where I say that I hate you
You make me work hard
I need that wockhardt
All of your comments making me vomit
You always treating me like just like a puppet
Cut off my strings and we all getting sick of just watching
Ermmm... okay?
Rick Owens inside the womb
Wrist cold I can't even move
Shawty wanna see my bedroom
We gon fuck twice on the play mat with the little roads
Sniff a bit of blow with my dad's credit cards
While the world watch like a prison guard
I'm gon give it up we gon call it art
Only liking rap if it's dark
You don't have no taste wanna hear me scream
Why yall gon pity me
Please just don't picture me
As a good person
That's so perverted
Bury everything that's important
"Tell me man is this a cry for help?"
Nah bitch!
This a laugh of torment!

[CXRPSE]
Edge a motherfucking aneurysm
I don't give a fuck cuz I don't manage feelings
Mind ya business
Why ya man snitching
Every day I wake I'm stuck up in a prism
Dumping my thoughts in a bottle
I'm tired of speaking I see you tomorrow
And every day wasted cuz that's time we borrow
And just to feel normal the drugs that we swallow
You a weak brain
For pete sake
In a deep state
Eating cheesecake
Whole face getting defaced
Whole style copied and deep faked
We goin up
Why are you stuck
Not gonna cap ima keep it a buck
Keep it a stack
See me at shows
I don't wanna hug
Midas touch but I'm not grabbing the gold
Make a motherfucking habit of goals
Rid the demons that inhabit my soul
Evil energy we trapped in the hole
Bad decision now I'm needing a loan
Get it right before I'm back on my own
Last thing I want to chat with the clones
Backspace taking one to the dome

Infinite Monkey Theorem

Infinite Monkey Theorem ft. Cxrpse

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Infinite Monkey Theorem ft. Cxrpse [prod. lucy wynters]

ULTRA COMBO(PROD.ME)

CHUNGE MUNGE

"CHUNGE MONGE" Feat. Kill Dyll (prod.pranav)

LINKS

GXNER:
IG: www.instagram.com/yxuragxner/
Spotify: open.spotify.com/artist/0NUH2RWvdkFdWSnv8iD3VW
Twitter: twitter.com/yxuragxner

Kill Dyll (@kill_dyll)
IG: www.instagram.com/killxdyll/
Spotify: open.spotify.com/artist/1r5YzslA0QwyIZISgHJrU7

art @spiiral

LYRICS:
Gxner:

Imma hop out the whip
He ain't run, ain't run, ain't run, ain't run get low
Big stock and a clip
My gun, my gun, my gun, my gun unload
New rocks for the kicks
I step, I step, I step, I step on throats
Get rocked in the pit
His neck, chin checked, now his face laying down, it broke
And he think he hard cuz he yelled on the beat but that's something that I would've scrapped
And I dropped a bag on this Audi, I'm pushing a hundred, I'm doing the dash
I grip it like I'm outta Saudi, I'm putting a bullet inside of his back
And they never finding his body, if I miss my shotty then he gettin stabbed

Dyll:
Body's catch bullets like a light to a moth
Fuckers try to press me, never knowin what it cost
Pushin ever bullet, every blade til they rot
Dead lullabies in their mind when I'm out

When out imma kill
What I'm bout bouta fill

Ever body with a shell
Is it fake, is it real
Bouta Swallow every pill
Just to feel something still
Imma take what I can
What I can't I am feelin
Im pealing back scalps
What I'm about
In constant agony
That's what I shout

Kill for the culture
And Kill for the clout
Dyll ain no vulture
He'll make you a spout
Imma be making it with or without
The fuckers against me
You Better watch out

Re up no payment
I'm pushin his face in
The curb in the pavement
The fuckers that hate me
Are really displacing
My thrown next to satan
Fuck you I hate em
I leave em encased in
A tomb, not located
A stain on my sneaker
You're nothing but faded
Nothing but jaded

Existence erased
I'm nothing but cold
Imma be Killin it til I am old
See him so brazy
Think that he tall
That fucker is lazy
I'll make him real small

Duck all these bullets
My k like to blow
His friends in the back all fold
And scream
GET LOW

Gxner:
Big stock and a clip
My gun, my gun, my gun, my gun unload
New rocks for the kicks
I step, I step, I step, I step on throats
Get rocked in the pit
His neck, chin checked, now his face laying down, it broke
And he think he hard cuz he yelled on the beat but that's something that I would've scrapped
And I dropped a bag on this Audi, I'm pushing a hundred, I'm doing the dash
I grip it like I'm outta Saudi, I'm putting a bullet inside of his back
And they never finding his body, if I miss my shotty then he gettin stabbed

GET LOW (FEAT. KILL DYLL) (PROD. CRVLLLY)

HABANERO

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HABANERO (Prod. Max Volante)

TEDDY SLUGZ
PROD ISVVC
MIX AND MASTER SXMPRA

FESTER, ROT & GROW FT. TEDDY SLUGZ (PROD. ISVVC)

Fat Nick & Kxllswxtch - Mom...It's Not A Phase 
Download/ Stream Link:
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Mom...It's Not A Phase(Feat. Kxllswxtch)

BLACK EYED CHILD ft ILX & WRXTH [Prod depressedbarn]

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POISON.©
All Rights Reserved
Kill Dyll 2022

𝕃𝕪𝕣𝕚𝕔𝕤

My Flow is sicker than most
keepin the peace while grippin a pole
Sendin my enemies all into heaven
Cuz fuck it I mind as well get my own vengance

I got his neck under my foot
Like that fuckers just a denominator
Divide him into two then dispose of his body
Litter later

Exterminated you're mutilated
Like you was fuckin Vader
Investigate the uneducated
Hey look we're on the paper

I've got Poison in my veins
Fuckin sick of lames
What the fuck is your name
Fuck do you claim
What the fuck is your name
Fuck do you claim

get this through yo fuckin skull like when im rainin down with mags
linin up the bodies in the bags and clip em with the tags
caught him outside shoppin with his louie guccie prada bag
know he scared by body lang
holo make my 40 sang
it gon make yo ear drum rang
found out where he stay and where he work i saw his forearm tat
follow the way his car go and made sure he dont make it back
took a fuckin photo just to frame, it make my happy last

What the fuck is your name
Fuck do you claim
What the fuck is your name
Fuck do you claim

Sittin on your ass blowin vapor and commentating
bout how I'm supposed to do what I do
You're nobodies savior
I push my pain and anger through pen and paper lil kid
It's sad to see your vocabulary consists of mid

Plenty inches so plenty haters can fuckin suck it
Petty morals and plenty bullets all of you ducking
Pistol whip your dumb decision
Breaking down these fuckers prison
Always on my mind is violent minds
and getting across my vision

Dont you understand they dont want you to fuckin think
Keep you occupied and dividing you to the brink

Red or blue who fuckin cares
its all the same not fuckin fair
you're all to blame by sitting there and doing nothing
But compare inane decisions
All but care
Weeks from now you all forget by drinking smoking
all regret
Fuck you all too far from best

What the fuck is your name
Fuck do you claim
What the fuck is your name
Fuck do you claim

Dark Rap

Mhyka Rockwell