BER$ERK

THOT THOT

imma natural G - like some natural hemp
i be on go - and i'm running up the temp
the temp - yuh - running up the temp
trynna compete with me - would be a tragic attempt

this the savage event - now watch me get down
i'm running up the temp - and i'm running up the town
run it up like commas - and make it real hot
go and show me what you bout - and show me what you got

on snot - yeah, nigga - can you put that on slime?
i could really do ya dirt - cus i do it all the time
i could really get ya hurt - cus my hittas really grime
if you can't step it up - then you better fall in line

cus i'm slimy - grimy - put that nine right to yo spiny
fuck a fake, snake nigga - who be snitchy - two timey
ion play that - y'all can go and get stitches
my manners as bad as i like my bitches

bitches - bitches - too many hoes
i keep it a hunnid - keep it down 10 toes
on foe - yuh - on foenem grave
i can't pipe down - and i can't behave

pussy - pussy - this a cat fight
i'm the boogeyman - give the opps a night light
is that right? huh? you think you got cred?
target on the back - green dot on the head

RUNNING UP THE TEMP

got my dot on the opps - glock gotta green beam 
pistol whip the bitch - got em stuck in a bad dream
i know they plottin on my head - on dead - with the schemes
i can make this shit scary like you starring in scream

pussy - pussy - pussy - come try it
you say you really bang - but bitch ion buy it
i’m really outside - i’m really in my prime
drop the addy - we gon pull up every time

real niggas handle business - lame niggas do a crime 
pussy niggas on kitty - big niggas on slime 
if i ever get quiet you should take it as a sign
banging on four - but still clutching on my nine

send a shiver down his spine - cus i be too cold
copped a burner - now it got ya feeling bold!
actin brand new - and that shit be getting old 
on god! - all that glitters ain’t gold

i’m lowkey - you flashy
you washed up - i’m splashy
i’m drippy - you trashy
yo hittas cant catch me

i’m really too shiesty 
you too sweet like High C
if i repeat it
i won’t ask nicely 

actin dicey - trynna gamble with yo life?
actin hard - but you frontin - nigga, you a butter knife
you ain’t standing on shit, nigga - sit down 
i’m taking straight dubs - or i’m giving all rounds

i’m always strapped up - i’m never gon lack
if we ran up on yo shit - come get yo shit back
red dot on his nose - imma call him rudolf
imma put a hole in one - like golf

GREEN BEAM

imma crash out if you push me
Lil P pushing P cus i’m pushy 
she putting the X up her tushy 
the oxy is pink like it’s pussy 

she swallowed some K - now she gay
she crying that i never stay 
my bitch ain’t a snack - she gourmet 
i’m really OP - you OK 

lil bitch, this shit ain’t a game 
you really ain’t G - you a lame
you got no weight to yo name 
built different - we are not one of the same 

i’m cut from a different cloth
i’m bringing in heat like it’s broth
i’m bringing in heat like hibachi 
i’ll do ya so dirty - just watch me

peon acting like he down and now he got his hands up
murk em - jerk em - beat em purple - like a styrofoam cup
you ain’t scary, nigga - you just a scary nigga
ion like to fight - i like to bury niggas 

push it - push it - push it - bands
can’t hold all my gwap in my hands 
if it’s ever on business - i stand

i’m feeling so fly - i can’t land
i’m feeling so fly - peter pan

in the booth - captain hook
on my shit - and be having em shook

so much paper like i wrote a book
you aint no killa, you crook

i’m so cold - i be changing the seasons
acting bold? just give me a reason 

raised by wolves - imma heathen 
you a bully - bitch, imma demon

i put em all up in the morgue, again
man, just call me freeman 

just call me skyscraper - yea, just call me stocks
cus i’m going up, yea - cus that money talks
i’m 10 toes down - yea, just call me socks
looking for trouble - don’t run and hide
when that trouble knocks

oh, you on the block? then put yo shoddy up
my glock feeling cocky - go and chalk his body up
cus we dont give a fuck - pop yo skully like a grape
nah we dont give a fuck - we just give em yellow tape 

push it - push it - i’m pushing pape
big body benz - yea, i love the shape
fake niggas, fake percs - i love to pop a fake 
fuck around and find out
now that’s a rookie ass mistake

pancake - lay em flat - you a scrub
you ain’t raw - ain’t banging - ain’t slanging drugs 
ain’t stand on business - ran off on the plug
i’m really thugging - i’m bugging - so i’m shelling out slugs

turn it up a notch - cus im feeling gaudy 
you think i did BBLs the way i’m giving out bodies

bitch, i’m giving out bodies

PU$H iT

was that you? or the voices in my brain?
baby, i was bound to go insane 
oh no… i think you got into my veins

i don’t think i will ever be the same
i think you really got into my veins
in my blood
you’re a drug
like percocets and cocaine

you’re everywhere
i can feel you in my bloodstream
you were there
when i was stuck in a bad dream

where were you when i tried to slit my wrist?
where were you when i was sad and unkissed?

what would you do if i really did OD?
would you care?
would you cry?
would you even miss me?

when imma ghost
imma haunt you the most
when i die
imma show you why
you don’t wanna make a pretty girl cry 

oh no
don’t go
please stay
be careful
i can hurt you in the worst way

oh no… 
i’ve gone psycho 
i don’t wanna hurt you
but i might tho
you say i’m fucking crazy
but baby, ain’t that your type tho?

VEiN$

i’m too brutal for these bitches - with the shits - ain’t gotta act hard
you ain’t jump off the porch - fake banger hanging in the backyard 
we outside, nigga - i can show ya where the blocks are
y’all some groupies to me - imma rockstar

rockstar - ya heard? imma rockstar
light work - i’m smoking on y’all like a cigar
rockstar - i’m going hard like nascar 
you ain’t my opp - you ain’t even on my radar 

if you want it, then i got it
what’s poppin? now let’s get active 
i can really do ya worse 
if you wanna see what happen 

i’m so down to get the ups
i think it’s all in my psyche 
i’m so psycho 
i’m like nike
just do it
so impolitely 

on sight 

on sight
we so on sightly
we do this all day and night, we 
red dot em 
oh, so precisely

on god
almighty
they don’t speak on me too highly
i’m too lethal - i’m so evil
i can see why they ain’t like me 

don’t push me - it’s so unlikely 
i can hold back - i’m so fiesty 
uh huh
i keep that thang on me 
if i’m ever feeling shiesty 

you niggas sweet - like High-C
you act hard - but you’re ice tea
on my own 
i’m not known for asking nicely

get your weight up
if you wanna roll with the big dogs 
i got bodies 
if you wanna see my catalogue

i got a body for ya
if you feeling gully 
you dead meat
imma big bully 

i’m so big bucks
you so skinny bands
i do what i want 
you do what you can

you so pussy foot
you so scared, nigga
i shoot first
better come prepared, nigga

better come prepared
or you won’t know what hit ya
i can do ya so bad
i bet they’ll never miss ya 

hold on, 
lemme paint the bigger picture
i’ll pop that nigga like a perc 
and mix it with my liquor

ROCK$TAR

i’m so jimmy neutron with it with the way i gotta blast
if i hit ya - i won’t miss ya - cus i’m really - ffff fast 
he said that he got bitches - but notice how nobody asked?
i’m so on go - just call me diesel - cus i’m really gassed

i can’t be friends with bitches acting cool but you’re really opps
she said she swear she’d take my man - but that bitch is hella chopped 
is your wig too tight? cus i swear you really throwed
oh! those knockoff louis bags got you feeling bold! 

bitches swear they really boujee - but these hoes be super trash 
i got a really pretty penny - you just got some petty cash
i can’t take em serious - i think my haters really fans 
i passed the clinic over there - i swear - i saw yo mans 

you bitches fuck on anything - that’s why you be so broke and itchy
bro told me let off the trigger - i think my finger getting glitchy

i love totin sexy - maybe that’s why i’m so cocky
you want beef with me? we can get so teriyaki 
you say you bang - but you never posted on the blocky   
its slurring while i’m brring - i think my drac is sippin wocky

damn! that’s how you feel?
my ass so tight in these jeans - this nigga asking if it’s real
he said i’m so damn fine - that he think i set him up
popped a something like it’s nothing - and forgot what’s in my cup

masked up - it’s feeling like a madquerade 
niggas so sweet - you niggas so lemonade
i ain’t a bottle girl - but i still call the shots 
this semi just one of many - but for you? that’s all you got 

i want a new shotty
your bitch want a new body
she be so hoopty
i be so bugatti

oh, you a hitta? 
but your burner seeming jammy
pull up - bow bow bow! 
oh man, i’m feeling blammy

i’m feeling blammy - i’m going hammy
i’m feeling clammy - so i’m slanging out shells 
30 deep - packing heat - going down - raising hell
he said his set well known - but i can’t really tell

we aimin shottys - red dotties 
we seeing nothing but swiss cheese bodies
hittin licks - no lollies
we really rollin - no mollies  

no mollies - no percs
he 6 feet - all dirt
no mollies - no xannies
i gotta white bitch with black panties

“should’ve ducked” (lil durk & pooh shiesty) cover

NO MOLLiE$

we got the juice - but drinkin promethazine
like MJ how i lean off benzodiazepines
aim & shoot - no cameras, this a different magazine
all my hittas bring the heat - we be so gasoline

gasoline - the difference ‘tween you and me?
a crash out for you, for me, is just routine 
so obscene - every day is halloween
so on go - at they necks like guillotines

can’t stop - imma real mean machine
pull up - pop! hop out - blow! get down - and clean the scene
we outside with it - 30 deep like submarines
black on black - we stay tinted like limousines 

i was mean on em beans - i go off on opioids
ion like niggas asking questions cus i get paranoid
ion get mad at niggas - i just get even when im furious
you know what happen to these cats when they go get too curious 
i’m serious
 
i’m so serious 
ion fuck with sheeps
but i’d love to drive a lamb
BLAM!

you was talm all that ra ra - till you seen us walked in
yo mans think he safe now - just cus he got locked in  
he tried to run off on the plug - but we got him blocked in 
hold up, i’m seeing double - think the wok is wokin

all that shit you talking - can you back it up?
oh, you tapped in? why you can’t sack it up? 
he so pussy - take the piece and smack him up
31 running the streets? it’s time to pack it up

yeah, i’ve had enough
i’ve really had enough

these niggas talk a lot - but they don’t really do
i like my percs like my bands - i like em really blue
i was fuckin on his bitch - and he ain’t have a clue
go and drop a pin - i promise you we coming thru 

did i stutter? we straight from the gutter
send you home on a shirt - then you can still hug your mother
i ain’t built like any other - i’m everything that you ain’t 
feel like picasso when i hit em - turn em niggas into paint

GA$OLiNE

i’m really antisocial - ion like when shit get crowded
my people move like a speaker with how we had em surrounded
i’m like a dyke with my strap - cus i never leave without it 
if you don’t like how i do it - what you gon do about it? 

huh? 
what you gon do about it? 
huh? 
what you gon do about it?
my circle small - cus ion like niggas around it
i’m insane - lost my mind - and i ain’t even found it

ion drink modelos - i prefer liq over beer
niggas kill niggas over pussy - i think that shit is weird 
traumatized when my brother died - i ain’t shed a tear 
i got 4 stored in the front seat - and more stored in the rear

i got more stored in the rear
i got more in the rear
i got more in the

i hate these bitches - so these bitches hate me
ion trust a nigga who keep his shit on saftey 
ion trust a nigga who take to long to aim
ion trust a nigga who from a place he ain’t claim

ion trust a nigga who say he bang - but don’t bang
ion trust a bitch who wanna go hang - but can’t hang
i wouldn’t ever trust a bitch with my burner
these bitches fairly odd - they so timmy turner

bitches fairly odd - niggas really gross
they dont do enough - that’s why i do the most
ion love these hoes - they dirty, nigga
you ain’t a YN if you pushing 30, nigga

ABOUT iT

i’m off a perc
off the chain - so beserk
insane - blood stains on my shirt
got it out the mud - but still got love for the dirt

what’s yo name?
where you at? 
lil coke bunny
she a fien
she a brat

what’s yo name? 
where you been?
she want me
and my 7 deadly sins

going in
going off
going ham
going hard

smoking dope
snorting coke
shooting stars

shooting tar
bloody nose
poppin bars

i’m so gone 
i’m too far

i’m off a xanny
she said “i think you so uncanny”

she hate me 
said i’m psycho
that’s not what you was saying last night tho

tell me
what you afraid of?
i’m what nightmares are made of  

oh god
i’m off a line
send a shiver down my spine

oh god
i’m off fent
don’t know where my demons went

oh no
i’m all alone
got this far all on my own

oh no
i’m so cold
poor girl
i know her soul got sold

OFFA

my choppa so sick
stick it up and upchuck it

i’m so cocky with my glocky
whip it out and make em suck it

make him splat when i yuck it
make a mess - nigga, fuck it

went so ape mode with my draco 
that i even forgot to tuck it

tuck it - tuck it
tuck it - tuck it
knock the dreads
off his head
drop his brain in a bucket

tuck it - tuck it 
tuck it - tuck it 
imma bully
hit his skully 
when he dodged 
and tried to duck it

you’ll be swimming with the fishes
bitch, so watch me go and gut it 
texas chainsaw - take yo face off
when i go and uppercut it 
 
only takes a few rounds
to make em dance like a puppet
drums on my stick look like tits
swear i could cup it 

you feeling rocky?
i’d love to see you try and stop me

i’m so raw
my biggest flaw
is when i get down
i get too sloppy
tried to go cop him a body
now his body looking floppy

i’m too hot
i’m like a rocket
i keep a lotta ugly shit in my pocket
i got the chrome to his dome
then cocked it back
at his socket

i only fuck with freaks 
yeah, i roll with frankenstiens
ion want bulletholes 
i want intestines

TUCK iT

this a war zone, nigga
proceed with caution
ain’t new to this
i do em dirty - do it often 

i’m on the way
and you runnin outta options 
these niggas is my sons
put they ass up for adoption 

i’m real toxic - full of toxins
i be scheming - i be plottin
we feeding opps to the maggots
got em in the ground rottin

in the coup - deep 30
driving dirty - hotboxin 
imma menace with concoctions
mix my yerks with oxycontin 

on the block - plug walkin
thug life - street talkin
ion fuck with snitches
imma slaughter any bird squawking

yo hood is washed up
that’s why yo block is not blocking
i’m like a theif in the night
so tread light - i be stalking

imma predator on the prowl
mixing lean with my sprite with my percs
i’m so foul 

mixing bullets and bitches 
and switches and booze
i’m so indecisive 
my choppa can’t choose

at the bando - bitches hop in
in the coup - drop the top in
i got too many opps - too many pills 
that i’m poppin

i hustle too hard
told em there ain’t no stoppin
ion fuck with police
but you know i stay coppin

coppin guap - i’m so guapin
bitches bops - they so boppin
i put my trust into my choppa 
cus my choppa be choppin

my strap my shadow
yeah, it go wherever i go
i’m so cold-blooded
like a lizard - call me Geico

i’m so high
i feel like jupiter
my gang go stupid 
but my game go stupider

ion glitch on the trigger
ion buffer
i gotta white bitch
but i won’t cuff her

nah, i won’t cuff her
Lord knows i won’t cuff her

Lord knows i won’t cuff her
nah, i can’t cuff her

she got bodies
i got bodies
but we talking bout 2 different hobbies

i call her call of duty
cus she got hella niggas in her lobby

PROCEED WiTH CAUTiON

birds of a feather flock together
that’s why ion fuck with birds
can’t lie
actions speak louder than words

ion trust em - they disgusting
all these niggas really lame
imma put em birds to shame 
all you niggas act the same

what’s hannen?
oh, what’s that then?
oh, you think you got weight?
yeah, what’s shakin?
bitch, you bacon
put that bitch up on my plate

feed these bitches to the pigs
oh, you think you really big? 
you think you really big? 

my choppa choppy 
you niggas sloppy
i’m feeling bubblegum
i’m feeling so feeling poppy

you can’t catch me off guard
you can’t shock me
my bullets never late
so you can’t clock me
 
you can’t keep up
nigga, speak up
say it with yo chest
if you really wanna go there
fuck around and be my guest

i lay em down like a carpet
i keep that drac up under my armpit
i keep that pistol up in my pocket
eye for an eye - i’m not talking sockets

i see niggas like you all the time
you ain’t making big moves 
you do petty crime

you ain’t making no motion
you only follow
you ain’t get yo own stripes
you only borrow

you say you gon get yo lick back tomorrow
you say that you gon pay for it next time
you stay throwing up crooked ass gang signs
you say you bang but can’t bang when it’s bang time

you ain’t got opps 
you got me
you ain’t gassed up 
you on E

BRRD

to be honest? i ain’t really trynna cuff ya
it ain’t beef - ain’t no smoke - ain’t trynna puff ya
i’m just telling ya - you ain’t the type to wife up
you cute and all - but you just gotta get yo life up

you just gotta get yo life up
bitch, you just gotta get yo life up 

you expect me to respect you - when you ain’t respect yourself
how can i respect you? when you object yourself?
i can’t take you home, girl - ain’t yo bestie - ain’t yo mommy
how is you my bitch - but you out there coppin bodies?

how you out there coppin bodies?
bitch, you bored - get you a hobby

bitch, you need a hobby
you really need a hobby
you need a hobby

what you doing for these niggas?
what you doing for a buck?
bitch, you bad - but you down on your luck
you let these ugly niggas fuck

you let these bummy niggas slide
where’s your standards? where yo pride?
nah, i can’t pick up your call
i’m out here with my guys

bitch, yo body good!
yeah, you sexy - yous a dime
that’s why i be confused 
you give these pussy niggas any time

if she wanna hit the streets?
okay… i ain’t gon get her
but just know i peep potential
it’s so sad - you could do better 

damn…
you could do better
bitch, you could really do better

she send me paragraphs and letters
yeah, i know this bitch sprung
she like my style and my smile
she like my tits - and my tongue

she say i’m sensitive 
she say i pay attention  
cus i ain’t nasty like you niggas
who on the DL - i won’t mention

you niggas gay - you niggas weird
you niggas honestly really gross
you PMS - you do the most
you really got yo mans really close

HONE$T

i ain’t known for being nice
you can go and ask the others
how you plottin on the opps
but wont go avenge yo brother?

ion ever get caught up
cus i move too smooth like butter
hit the chrome upside his dome
give that lil nigga a stutter

a stutter
give that lil nigga a stutter
a stutter
give that lil nigga a stutter
a stutter
give that lil nigga a stutter

a stutter
give that lil nigga a stutter
we really from the trenches
yeah, we really from the gutter
yeah, we really from the gutter

a stutter - yeah, give that man a glitch
i could never trust a nigga
who put his trust to a bitch

bitches dirty - bitches lie
me and bitches aint see eye to eye

ion never play nice
take a gamble - roll the dice
if i popped him once
then im finna pop him twice

bitch
im finna pop you twice

im finna lay em down
tuck em in and put em to rest
he say im good at getting
i aint good - bitch, im the best

im the best
go and put em to the test
go and put em to my gang
my hittas really hit
and my bangers really bang

$TUTTER

he wanted the wrong smoke
now he no longer alive
fuck being strong
only the worst of us survive

you wont know when i slide 
but you’ll know when i arrive
i got bullets on sale 
i got 3 for 5

3 for 5
i’m shellin em out 3 for 5

(you don’t even love me!)
(bitch, shut up i’m trynna drive!)

in the streets this shit run really deep 
and all my niggas scuba dive

i put his money where his mouth is
cus he thought i’d take a bribe
i’m paranoid
i peep niggas if he got a weird vibe

i’m worse in person
i ain’t what they describe
i popped a perc and got so high
i asked if he got em perscribed

this nigga thought he slick
feeling on my backside
i cocked one to the eye
and now it got him cockeyed

it got him cockeyed
i’m unkind
gotta body outlined
gotta body outlined
i gotta white bitch 
that got me feeling like the blind side

i gotta white bitch that really like white lines 
i gotta white guy that wipe guys 
like Columbine 

i gotta blood nigga who blood 
like his daddy bloodline

i gotta thug nigga who
threw the wrong set 
at the wrong time

3 4 5

you ain’t a big dawg 
you no bite - and all bark
we some boogeymen
coming out at dark

you aint scary
you a square - imma shark
ion trust niggas
imma menace - you a mark

uh huh - he a mark
uh huh - he a mark
ion trust niggas
ion trust niggas

ion love bitches
nah, aint gotta heart
ion trust bitches
i play the part

ion hold niggas
i’ll let ya down
i’ll let ya down
i found out
you a simp. you a fien, you a clown

downtown
niggas is talking
said you ain’t from the block that you blocking
said you ain’t walk the walk you walking
i heard you got a glock you ain’t cocking

you got a glock you ain’t cocking
damn
what kind of nigga got a glock
and aint cock it?

i heard you got a glock you ain’t cocking
i heard you got caught up on a set up
i heard you got a bread you can’t get up

she said you cried after that body
she said you borrowed yo homie shoddy

you borrowed yo man bitch
you got a light - but you aint got a switch
nigga… what you do? what you mean?
you a killer? why yo knuckles so clean?

MARK

AKUMU 悪夢 (japanese) translation: NIGHTMARE

i’m your akumu
i’m your nightmare that consumed you
i’m your akumu
i’m your nightmare that consumed you

you can’t wake up
this is not a dream
no window to my soul
nothing is as it seems
i’m your akumu
i’m your akumu
is my soul too dark for you?

i’m your akumu
torture you like voodoo
death and depression
is something you’re not new to
dreaming of demons when you’re sleeping
you’re used to the bleeding
the crying
and the screaming 

consumed by
an empty feeling
that life has no meaning
you want a reason
an escape
but oh, you poor soul
there’s no hope in this place
dwell inside this hell until
you meet the grim reaper’s embrace

you can’t wake up
this is not a dream
no window to my soul
nothing is as it seems
i’m your akumu
i’m your akumu
is my soul too dark for you?

i’m your akumu
you’re afraid to close your eyes
inside your head
everybody’s dead, gone, dies
afraid to be alone
but don’t wanna say goodbye 
i’m your akumu 
i wish for your sweet demise

the Akuma (悪魔 translation: Devil) lusts for destruction
the Akuma loves death, sins, and corruption 
the Akuma knows the secrets you keep
i know you’re afraid to be awake or asleep

you can’t wake up
this is not a dream
no window to my soul
nothing is as it seems
i’m your akumu
i’m your akumu
is my soul too dark for you?

i’m your akumu
you’re going insane 
you can’t escape the dark thoughts inside your brain 
your poor soul is in pain
drowning in tears and rain
fear is a feeling that you can’t even explain

can’t run and hide
you’re not even safe in your dreams
trapped in your mind 
the sound of cries and screams
your life is at stake 
you close your eyes and realize 
the nightmare is even when 
you’re awake 

you can’t wake up
this is not a dream
no window to my soul
nothing is as it seems
i’m your akumu
i’m your akumu
is my soul too dark for you?

Sinical Monet

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