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SOTOKSIK - WHOLELOTTABULLSHIT W GHOSTBOIISDEAD / PCP (PROD.VILEX)

self prod
my ig: @luisproducedit
ft. @evolstephen19

9+10=21

SOLID SNAKE (FT. EVOL STEPHEN)

BLADEHIT 2 (PROD.SONNATIC)

WHO ARE YOU

ARTIST: KILLOMELET
PROD: MICHAEL AND DISTURBED

KILLOMELET - I LOVE NUKES ! [p. MMT + FUCKDISTURBED]

LYRICS:


C4. On my fucking chest. 
Who's gon clean this bloody mess? 
When we fuck, she plays me because she know I'm the best 
Licking oxy off her chest 
Just sucked my dick so I bought her a booty 
Just like a period bloody if moody 
She said that I'm hotter than topic 
M in my pocket, these jeans isn't majin 
only got guns if that motherfuckers modded 
ughg fuck it I got it I got it 
he got a gun, but I know he ain't shot it 
Like ughg a choppa seen em make it vomit 
C4. On my fucking chest pray before we lay to rest. 
You're just a joke I'm a laugh like it's comical 
Like a doctor, I cut your abdominal 
I'm getting money and she wanna fuck 
Because I am everything that you are not 
He wanna hate me. He said I'm gon die.   
I'm stuck in your head like a thought 
C4. On my fucking chest who's gon clean this bloody mess 
ejaculation. I come in your home.
Feel like I'm Walter. I'm breaking his bones. 
Shoving my foot in his ass like a sandal
She said I'm too hard to handle 
I lost my grip so I can't fucking turn 
Guess I'll just stay on this warpath 
Fuck it bitch I'll never turn back 
all of the fame bitch I do not deserve that 
Bitch im insane, but I guess you will learn that 
like fuck it bitch I wanna kill
you believe in God let's see if he's real 
C4. On my fucking chest who's gon clean this bloody mess
Let's set this shit. Let's set this shit let's set this shit let's set it. Let's set this shit. Let's set it. Let's set this shit. Let's set it. 
321. I'm about to blow. 
321. I'm gon spread your frontal lobe. 
In three seconds, Ima blow this whole damn place to fucking bits 
I got bombs on my body C4 on my chest like Vicks 
I'm a blow just like a whore fucking locked up every door
in 321

I HAVA BOMB (NESIO + VILEX)

[LYRICS]:

RAIN HELL FIRE
YOU LIAR
FALSE GUIDER
DICK RIDER
I'M EQUIPPED WITH THE MATCH AND THE GEYESER
JUST A FLICK OF THE TAB 'TIL IT'S HYPER
I'MMA KILL WHAT'S ATTACHED 'TIL I'M LIGHTER
HELL FIRE!
'TIL I'M LIGHTER
FALSE GUIDER

GIVE A FUCK WHAT HE SAID ON THE INTERNET
SHIT AIN'T REAL LIFE, READ A BOOK OR LEARN AN INSTRUMENT
NIGGAS WANT OPINIONS, I CAN TELL YOU I'M NOT FEELIN IT
ALL OF THE SHIT THAT YOU DROP SOUND LIKE EXCREMENT
DJ'S SHOULD STOP SO THESE NIGGAS CAN GET A BREATH
XXX CLONES STILL EMBODY,  IMPRISONMENT
SAVE ALL THAT BULLSHIT, I CAN PROMISE NO INTEREST
RECYCLED JOKES DON'T DELIVER REPLENISHMENT
HOLD UP WAIT A MINUTE
HYPIN UP YO SHOWS BUT THERES NIGGAS ALL IN BENCHES

KNØTTZ - ONSLAUGHT (FT. KOTA B) [PROD. 0R.LOVE]

KNØTTZ - THE GEMiNi AFFLiCTiON [PROD. OR.1OVE]

ft. yungicystar
prod. aftced

lyrics:

(qui)

Don’t think too hard, the value’s always close to vacant
Don’t think too hard, cus either way you’ll never make it
Don’t think too hard, your answers don’t come up in minutes
Don’t think too hard, cus it ain’t only bout the digits

“How do I do what you do?”
Sit in your room, lose and lose
Motherfuckers always think to shoot and shoot and shoot and shoot
All em pussys, proving nothing
Couple rookies, who you hunting
Washed you out in sewage floodings
Why the fuck you doing nothing?
Bold as fuck to tell me I ain’t there, when you a replicate
Bend my words to make your complete frame of mind indefinite
Don’t remind me cus I know your feelings hella delicate
We don’t need your explanation cus it’s meaning’s desolate
Think about what you’ve been doing as of late
What was that one idea that you had today?
When is you doing it, that shit never waits
“I’m gonna do it” but it’s been a decade
You met ACZF
I met C-O-D-Y, I’ll never fail
All you think you up, too confident to think you have it nailed

Don’t think too hard, the value’s always close to vacant
Don’t think too hard, cus either way you’ll never make it
Don’t think too hard, your answers don’t come up in minutes
Don’t think too hard, cus it ain’t only bout the digits

(yungicystar)

Don’t call yourself no prophet with them yes men, nigga please
Half assing your work then you wan’ stand next to me
Can’t keep no harmonies with yourself, you outta key
Thought niggas was all cliqued up why they asking me for feats
Don’t think too hard about it, you don’t think enough nigga
You got IRL jugged but on the net you tough nigga?
Long live the true messiah yungicystar bitch
Know I’m a true outsider just like bizzare bitch
I want you to know, first chance I get ima bomb on niggas
Stepping game up yeah Ima stomp on niggas
And If you tryna claim the city I’m a problem nigga
I don’t throw away culture for a profit nigga
Don’t worry about me ima be the contrarian
Niggas fake wild, niggas fake barbarian
I’m not what you want, you better stand down
Better quit that cloning, time to be yourself and be a man now
Talking bout your sauce that’s not your recipe, you takin hand-outs
This pen doing pushups who career I’m about to lift now
I’m ready to start the bombing nigga better get down
Oh-lord, pray for my brothers dawg
Love em to death but for the crown ima get em gone

BOOGIE WOOGIE (FT. KILLOMELET)

BAT (archived)

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