this song's fire af... but wdym by dick in your hand?

Lyrics please!!1!!!!1 And song the fucking cool

TAKE YOUR HEART OUT YOUR BODY THROUGH YOUR MOTHERFUCKING CHEST

Самая пиздатая песня у Xatashi по моему мнению 🔥

cute.

XATASHI:
https://open.spotify.com/artist/02BMPJbCTip0cSHomYl07g?si=vZwABqxhSpmAMqdkn072ig&nd=1
twitter.com/_XATASHI
www.instagram.com/_xatashi/

TRIPLE777:
https://soundcloud.com/tripple777
https://open.spotify.com/artist/6BVWM3KxJcftUXoG7l6Hp6?si=z9vkbgz1Q4-ZbTaHVdiXLw&nd=1
https://twitter.com/TRIPLE77713
https://www.instagram.com/triple777__/

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XATASHI X TRIPLE777 - NONSENSE! (PROD.SLXUGHTER)

prod https://soundcloud.com/xerogi

lyrics:

8x Please don’t piss me off
-
When im mad as fuck
I black out don't give a fuck
Break the antlers off my buck
Now theres brow tine in yo gut
Bitch
I move like im Hannibal 
Grab my gun I stand and pull
Burn yo fuckin body parts like all yo blood was flammable
-
Stupid bitch we don’t equate
You got pussy interlaced
Up inside yo dna 
I’m so solid I can’t break
Blunts up on tha interstate 
Foggy like my mental state 
Fuck the feds and fuck the fake 
Im stompin out these slimy snakes
—
Why the fuck am I so angry
Maybe if you knew the things I knew you wouldn't blame me
Kick yo face until yo brain freeze
(no more!)
I make yo brain bleed
Crawling like a centipede so everybody hates me
-
2x
Get the fuck out
Or you get stomped out
Like what'chu want now
I knocked yo lights out
—
8x
Please don’t piss me off

Please Dont Piss Me Off (Prod. Xerogi)

Recorded my verse in 2019 & I finally got some fitting features.

SHOUT OUT @lvstforpain & @gorejit

SPOTIFY & APPLE MUSIC

Active Shooter FT. LVST + GOREJIT [Prod. MYSTXRY]

The final in a trilogy of RVMAN EP's. Watch how we've progressed over these past 3 years.

1. SpacesLookBetterWithoutPeopleInThem

Shout out Dkoolpharaoh for the backing vox

prod @frdmbeats

[lyrics]

they on my phone and they wanting the old me
said lx aint screaming no more
well fuck out my life if you think that you know me
why dont you come blow me
havent been mad in a minute
ive just been doing my thing, become one with the vision 
but this what you want right i swear to god imma end it

big glock that could shatter bones
sacrificial run up in yo home 
boy i really came to end shit
came in three i can shadow clone
im a goofy motherfucking kid that could really come and take you main bitch
talk shit and the same night we at yo crib empty every clip
wait wait is that him we gonna spin back and get him
ive been saving these coffin spaces for the right ops i can finally fill 'em
do you feel what i feel is inside of me wake up at night with the blood on my denim
im feeling like carnage with all of this red on my body i think i killed venom

caught a case from a mass attack that i committed with a mask and my daddys gat, i stole it
now im in the care whipping fast as i pass 2 cops bet they come in last, i drove it
but the cops are quick to blast and they on my ass and my tire flat, i rolled it 
now im in a church during mass and ill let off shots dump the mac and then reload it

what the fucks wrong with my head
what the fucks wrong with my head
fuck

fuck all that talking i know that i did what they said that i didnt 
dont give a fuck bout an image
dont give a fuck bout a rapper that saying hes better that me better stand at attention 
over business im grabbing the smithin i shoot with intention to put a big hole in his fitted
pussy he nervous he fucking his sentences up
better just stick to listening

fuck it im menacing
when im squeezing that choppa im leaving anything but innocent 
i never fitted in
and i got a screw loose in my head and i dont plan on fixing it
but i stay vigilant
never thought i could rap in this game cause the color my pigment is 
shout out my listeners
greatness what you witnessing move around town like we militant

they on my phone and they wanting the old me
said lx ughhhh you were my favorite rapper and i think that you owe me
why dont you come blow me 
i dont owe shit to anybody fuck are you talking bout
keep on yapping im upping the body count
put another tally on my glock 9 then i walk in the mall and i buy it out

i was the one selling adderall to the nerdy kids in the locker room
i was the one with the fish scale doing 3 lines by the after noon it aint a problem
you got an op then i solve em
i getchu hit while im taking a nap
only problem that i cant solve is for you stupid fucks that want the old me back

You Hear That? [PROD. FRDM]

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Ghost Driver [PREMIUM]  (Trap instrumental)

Money Sounds

Prod by Landspeed with the help of crash bandicoot

Im a ghost to all my homies
Don’t hit me like you know me
Friends fade slowly
Livin life lonely


Livin life lonely, livin in my bedroom
Livin life lowly, livin in my own tomb
Livin my life low so low, autopilot fly solo
Ralph lauren my only friend maxing alone in my polo

I ain’t been myself seen myself in a minute
Got no minutes on my motarolla your attention gotta get it
 why i gotta fuckin fight for your affection gotta get it 
Drowning in my fucking feelings no light cus im lost up in it

Friends come, you go, i know that ain’t true doe
Thats another loop hole
On why we ain’t together hoe
You come, friends go, i know that ain’t true doe
head in a loop hole
Cus all my friends come and go



Please don’t wake me up wake me up wake me up next
When I’m sleeping be the only time I ain’t upset
Got me trippin out my fuckin mind for the moment 
Please don’t wake me please don’t wake me please don’t wake me

Runnin runnin fast I been lookin for the way out
South bound hellbound speeding through the uptown
Where we used to used to fuck around until the sun went up and down
I swear you took another route don’t need your help findin myself

I got six big watches cuz there ain’t no time for wasting time
tell me that you told a lie, Dont need another Alibi
To run right off into the night and never ever say goodbye
Feel like I am the next in line to get picked off when stars align

Lying to yourself, I know you been thinking otherwise 
Euthanize, terrorize til there is nothin to hide 
You shoot your shot but can’t realize,
Why no-bo-dy looks in your eyes
I swear to god I ain’t surprised
I swear to god I’m cuttin ties

runnin

Prod. Na$tii

Chorus:
where is yo iron at u look anemic 
u lost a homie hope it get repeated 
all of these comments gon leave you deleted 
you make the wrong move n yo body in pieces 

Verse: 
lighting up sticks over rocks like caveman 
beat em so bad I don’t know where his face at 
no Walter white but that bitch gonna break bad 
DMT lab in the crib wear a face mask 
you get replaced fast 
bitch I’m conceded
448 
we might get through weekend
lil bitch why you speaking 
I time out my day with scale 
but this not show n tell
u will not catch me tweaking 

I beat up when I’m in the g spot
I need me detox 
fuck it re-up
you wanna play with that lil desert eagle
I wanna snatch it and bust through a peephole

fuck it I’m looking for smoke
I bust in like fireman 
praying for mercy
that shit is inspiring 
laying em off 
like it’s early retirement 
word up to nascar cause I’m hearing 
“sirens”

Chorus Repeats

Anemic

lyrics; 

TODAY WAS A BAD DAY
IM COUNTING UP THE CIGARETTES IM FLICKIN IN MY ASH TRAY

YESTERDAY WAS EVEN WORSE IM FEELING CURSED
EVERY DAY IM WAKING UP I SKIP A VERSE
SKIP A VERSE

THE DAY BEFORE WAS GETTING BETTER
THEN I FELT A SWEAT UPON MY HEAD
IM THINKING ITS THE WEATHER
BUT IT WERENT

EVERYTIME ITS IN MY HEAD
I GO TO BED IM FULL OF DREAD
IM FUCKING FALLING IN REVERSE

IM WITH THE HEARSE
I GOT THE COFFIN IN THE BACK
A HEART ATTACK
I MADE A MISSION WISHIN I CAN KEEP ON TRACK
U THINK BOUT THAT

LOOK AT THE CEILING
IM NOT FEELING TOO GOOD
IM NEVER HEALING SKIDDING STEERING
FEINDING WISHING U WOULD
WHAT AM I HEARING
ALL THESE PEOPLE TALKING BOUT HOW THEY COULD
I KNOW THEY WONT THEY THINK THEY WILL
AND SO IM DRAWING THEIR BLOOD

COS ALL THE FAKES JUST GET EXPOSED
THEY TRYNA STEER INTO OUR LANE
THEY ALL THE SAME THEY TALK THE MOST
AND SO IM HANDING OUT MY PAIN
ITS NOT A GAME

BUT I TREAT IT LIKE IT IS
IM GONNA FEAST UPON THESE KIDS
IM GONNA SETTLE DOWN AND BUCKLE UP
AND BEAT UPON MY RIBS
THEY GIVING DIGS

BUT THEY CANT TAKE IT BACK
CLUTCHING ONTO YOUR PRIDE LIKE UR UNDER ATTACK
GO PLAY THE VICTIM YOU PUSSY
YOU KNOW IM ITCHING TO BULLY
IM GETTING WORRIED BOUT MYSELF 
WHEN I START FEELING FUNNY
IM GONNA PUSH IT AND PULL IT
IM GAINING TRACTION I RUN IT
YA LIL FUCKER HANGING ROUND
AND MUPPY BITING THE BULLET

TODAY WAS A BAD DAY
IM COUNTING UP THE CIGARETTES IM FLICKIN IN MY ASH TRAY

YESTERDAY WAS EVEN WORSE IM FEELING CURSED
EVERY DAY IM WAKING UP I SKIP A VERSE
SKIP A VERSE

THE DAY BEFORE WAS GETTING BETTER
THEN I FELT A SWEAT UPON MY HEAD
IM THINKING ITS THE WEATHER
BUT IT WERENT

EVERYTIME ITS IN MY HEAD
I GO TO BED IM FULL OF DREAD
IM FUCKING FALLING IN REVERSE

TALKING THAT SHIT TALK U TALKING
ME TO DEATH IM FUCKING BORED OF IT
WHY U THINK IM LISTENIN WHEN U ARE MY SUBORDANITE
YA FORCING IT
MISSING AMBITION THATS WHAT IM FUNNELING
IM RUNNING IT
NOW U PLAYING CATCH UP HANG ON A MINUTE
YEA
HA
MUPPY GONE WITH THE WIND
THROUGH THE FIRE AND ASH
SEE MY BACK GETTING SINGED
WE GO FAST WE DONT CRASH
KEEP IT UP SO WE WIN
NOW THEY MISSING MY PRESCENCE
THEY HANG BY THEIR SKIN

gfx by: @eupheme777

ASH [ prod. muppy ]

No Evidence

No Evidence W/ LXXIV + TR3 (Prod. Mystxry)

Produced by Na$tii

I don’t make friends 
trust will put you in the dirt
yo homies might  just get you murked
not from my ends 
bitch got the glock up her skirt
shawty here putting in work 
bitch I’m a clerk
you getting paid on the first 
and I’m at yo door on the third 
won’t say a word 
I put yo ass on the news 
 and all of the footage is blurred 

Call that shit 
black jack 
pulling they cards 
 don’t care who you are 
I pull on yo boulevard 
 in a hatch back
with an AR
I make yo body all blue 
like you in avatar 

king of this shit I’m the czar where my crown at 
why the fuck yall looking down bad 
you not an artist ,you tief and you copy 
you sound jack 
we ain’t be playing around that 
we ain’t just playing 
I came here to win 
come here I might check ya chin 
bitch like where you been 
i got like 15 let me come
nut on that grin
like I just pulled  the pin  

better go vacate 
better go get out 
smoking on antidote
don’t let it get out 
I feel like jimi
I’m high in the red house 
that bitch is crazy 
put my cigarette out 

when I’m off blow
I might fight 
playing with me 
I send you in the air 
like a satellite 
bitch I got no appetite
you can get waxed w the burner 
not talking bout candle light 
I tell yo bitch open wide 
she in the bricks 
it’s ironic 
we cut up a k of white 
y’all wanna talk every time
bitch get yo money up
I’m in my bag talking samsonite

pussy 
shut the fuck when I  talk now
yall wanted smoke then pull up to the crib and I promise you ain’t gonna walk out 
I be like 
pussy
lil bitch u best get the message 
I take what whatever I mofucking want while u out sucking dick  for percentage 

I got a bovine dick I let hang
shawty want eat my spit what can I say 
I been broke than a bitch but I’m on my way 
I miss that coke drip but I
might have to settle for k

bumping retch out the whip 
siren I dip
rolling on E I put 5 in whip 
somebody please better come end my shit 
I might just clean out yo crib then I go sell yo drip
boy get a grip 
no I mean really bitch 
go get a grip
I got an oz we breaking downs zips
that girl a trophy I heisman that bitch 
I feel like tony soprano when I talk my shit 
y’all go head and just quit 
I feel like tony soprano when I got that grip
bullets go right through yo rib

when I’m off blow
I might fight 
playing with me 
I send you in the air 
like a satellite 
bitch I got no appetite
you can get waxed w the burner 
not talking bout candle light 
I tell yo bitch open wide 
she in the bricks 
it’s ironic 
we cut up a k of white 
y’all wanna talk every time
bitch get yo money up
I’m in my bag talking samsonite

Avatar

the killing or wounding of people, typically on a large scale during a conflict.

Kashimotu
Tsunami Ocean

BLOODSHED FT. KASHIMOTU

@yungmuppy
@skotskr

lyrics;

what in the fuck

pick it apart
fuck it im playing the part

were gonna march

hitting the mark
sticking to making the arc

muppy go bark
(woof)

im in the yard
chained to the fence like a dog

muppy is god

i been to mars
up in the air like im fog

yeah

taking all my feelings off the planet i been
making every statement true i really had it
in the bag i lost it then i got it back
you fucking taking me for granted imma fuck you in the

yeah they just go on yeah they talk and they talk
imma get to working when im feeling the force

ornamental pieces feel the weight of the dust
so bring me back my energy cos living is a must

fuck you and your people you are feeble
i dont care about your meaning because
me and you arent equal
i been 

mopping up the blood
cleaning up the dirt
learning to be something that im not because it doesnt hurt

son of a bitch i fell into a glitch
i got bags upon on bags full of shit i can fix
in the back of my head i been keeping my dread
so i keep up my courage im knotting the thread

i been dotting the eyes
yea i been crossing the t's
paying my fees
im on a mission im catching the breeze
open the bag i been finding the keys

kicking down the doors and finding something special

yeah

altering my fate im on another level

muppy take the prize yeah its in my eyes
this is your demise feeling brutal i dont compromise

BRUTE [ prod. skotskr ]

Prod. By [PULSE] // 






Lyrics;
I’m the last man standing don’t believe it look around 
Jump back on my shit I’m like a zombie out the ground 
Still the same old  scarlxrd just in front of bigger crowds 
Demons in my penthouse they got killed when I moved out 
Shut the fuck up I've been killing shit
Evil shits been missing yeah 
Lethal resurrection yeah 
Cannot change my vision yeah yeah 
Come on I’ll show you, uh 
All of my fans I owe you one. 
Got me out the hole I dug 
Lxrd fam you know what’s up, It’s alright.
Took some time away and this shits bringing back my foresight 
Energy I crave it’s my place I’m the raw type 
Stay in my lane when I race beat the lap time 
I don’t give a fuck about the next man this is my life 
ugh 
ughhhh
All I see is red lights
Red light Red light Red light Red light 
Red light Red light Red light Red light
I don’t give a fuck no more my shit be on some God sound 
Level up exactly I intended I’m boss now 
Couldn’t give a fuck about an enemy 
They’ll never be better than the less of me 
It’s a mess me if they step to me 
No I can not pretend to be 
Far from all the remedies
Barbaric you better be 
Fall back you can not get to me uh huh 
All these ends will uh huh  
Shut up let me speak uh huh
God just let me breath uh huh 
Shh
Heavy hard sound my escape 
I’ve been staying on the grind all day but still I feel angry 
I lost my solace it went ghost that’s why I’m crafty 
Might place my hand around your throat I like the gasping 
I swear my mind has lost control that's why I'm Aggy 
Fuck 
ugh 
ughhhh
All I see is red lights
Red light Red light Red light Red light 
Red light Red light Red light Red light

XATASHI X TRIPLE777 - NONSENSE! (PROD.SLXUGHTER)

XATASHI

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