MAIN ARTIST: ZILLVH
FEATURES: SXNOROUS & Skreigh
PRODUCER: Mathiastyner

DON’T BOTHER ME! (W/ SXNOROUS & Skreigh) (Prod. Mathiastyner)

MAKE EM FREEZE

Stream: https://vyd.co/NikkoManson 
prod. Michael Link
Lyrics:

All I gotta do is walk in, I’m mad handsome 
You could get rocked! 
Marilyn Manson yeah 
Clutching on my Glock - why the all dancing 
Don’t wan’ get ripped apart
Charles Manson

Let’s get it dirty in these streets 
I don’t get my hands bloody 
Cuddy do it all for me 
Master manipulator, I sold water to the sea
And reading glasses to the blind (eye)
I don’t force them to do it I just put it in they minds 
That’s why I sit up on this seat 
Kick my feet up on this throne 
Bro… how the fuck am I supposed to stack up all these bones if I don’t run into they homes 
Yuh, i know where you live! 
Who the fuck said what? 
And who do I need dig a ditch? 
Put smoke into the sky 
Leak gas into your crib 
Nah, matter fact … mask off I want em know who doin it 
On full attack 
They running back and I will still be shootin 
A sociopath ion feel nothing for yeah 
And I can see your path already boy 
You ain’t going nowhere 
I fucking love when they look hopeless 
I’ll kill you broad day in the open 
Open you wound and put the salt in 
I really wish that I was jokin 
Open my mouth and put a soap in it yuh
They wanting clout 
I’m wanting skulls pushed back 
Baby girl I ain’t fuckin if you ain’t got no class
Cause I’m elegant with it 
Dick like an elephant trunk and I’ll put it onto you bitches
Even my pen got a switch it could 
Reconstruct you or fuck you up 
But honestly wouldn’t do that cause I don’t give no fucks about you 
And if I did it would be over cause…

All I gotta do is walk in, I’m mad handsome 
You could get rocked! 
Marilyn Manson yeah 
Clutching on my Glock - why the all dancing 
Don’t wan’ get ripped apart
Charles Manson

(Pranav.wav)
Walkin like a gangsta imma walk up on yo block and say hello
If he talkin crazy when Im waving he gon have to go
And he really shakin you been fakin everything you own
You a nothing but a motha fucka that gon end up gone

Jump up out the whip I gotta go I got the piece and feelin low
If he talkin smack I find the hoe and let the 50 go
Spin the block like Im the principal i sent the bummy home
Take his head off in a second and take one more to go ghost

You a goofy do not step to me, I’m a deity
Ain’t nobody see the best in me, In the reckoning
You a toothless who would smile at me, if you had the teeth
Actin foolish you got half a plate and no shoe at your feet
Ive been lost I’ve been smoking lots, fell in love with nonsense
God I don’t see no god ain’t nobody watching
Frost on my finger lock leave that nigga frozen
Grasp on the brink of life can get grasp the concept

Cannot feel a feeling all im FeeLing is your finicking 
I don’t got a problem you the problem I am amazing
I’ve been feeling solemn in my sorrow it’s a fading ring
I don’t need to rest I need the rest of time to feel a thing

All I gotta do is walk in, I’m mad handsome 
You could get rocked! 
Marilyn Manson yeah 
Clutching on my Glock - why the all dancing 
Don’t wan’ get ripped apart
Charles Manson

Buy MANSON 

MANSON (ft. pranav.wav)

If he walked how hes talking i dont he’d speak again
Couldnt care if you agreed with it
I dont need a approval, opinions, religion you follow a guide and you’re still a shit person
There is no God in my verses, maybe some ego atleast there’s a purpose
I could never be the motherfucker on the cover, i dont get along with others purely due to my discernment
Wearing a mask for immersion, go figure they hate every version
I dont wanna try to safe face anyway, mane who am I impressing everybody’s straight worthless
Let em fly high where the birds be
When these fuckers die it really hurts me
We were in the middle of a surgery
Spirits stuck wander in purgatory
Lethargic you harmless, not predatory
Regardless youre parked in infirmatory 
The way that I view you derogatory 
Shrine made of your organs in the dormitory 
Irrelevant i wanna sever shit im on a separate path, bullet his brain and I laugh, bully his bride and i dash, burning up hash, lowkey Im mad
Heavy with the weapon spreading lead Im on the way to heaven they gon send me back to send a message to the masses but they slower than molasses I dont care how much time passes I just wanna touch the ashes of the past
Couldnt care less that the shit that I say may come off as a cringey remark 
Now hes biting the curb he got parked and if that boy was smart he would never had tried me, he barked
Boy he had heart
Had cuz its past tense Im having a half of his heart on the shelf, been displaying it like hes an elk
Cards in your hand have been dealt, couldve been worse you admit it yourself
Next is your kin, youre not alone in hell
Who am i kidding? Its solitude cells
Less than in prison but still youre a shell
Materialistic, new belt
I dont wanna go til I really know if there is afterlife Id rather there is no
Id rather not another place im sharing with you hoes
I dont wanna see you motherfuckers as a ghost
Ima bleed another motherfucker let em know
Ouija do the most, Ouija overdosed
Ouija isnt nothing but the lowest of the low
Ouija with the squeegee with the pole gotta scope
So low, a motherfucker solo to my life im a no show
Leaking red, rojo, you dont really wanna know hoe, like Im falling in a trap door Ouijaboy

SOLO (SO LOW)

We can talk about it or just get a little crunk
Bet she really like to twerk to caricoca funk
You so silly make em dizzy like Sicilian drunks
She likes fifty cent, I feel like a million bucks
Wait, what why?

Where and how and who again, reptilian
Hooligan, running up her leg like this is Gulliver's
Gullible, floated right up straight into the ceiling yeah yeah
Gave her something that can make her talk to demons
Yeah yeah

Towel dipped in water I'm invisible
Wet red flesh marks got physical
Fuck me, it's about to get biblical
Let her die slow cuz she kinda beautiful
Towel dipped in water I'm invisible
Wet red flesh marks got physical
Fuck me, it's about to get biblical
Chop chop (spit sound) that's my ritual

She make a nap turn into a little kidnap
Senator, I'ma send him something gift wrapped
Centerfold hoe, see the whole picture
If you bink you might never even miss her
She made a nap turn into a little kidnap
Senator, I'ma send him something gift wrapped
Centerfold, front page edition
She went out to dance, now she just a picture

What's that? Who's been knocking on the window?
Hear the hailstones play to my crescendo
Can you please try to keep up with the tempo
Her body a temple I worship the devil

Who's that? Who's been knocking on the window?
Hear the hailstones play me my crescendo
Can you please keep up with the tempo?
Kept a little bit of her as a memento

We can talk about it or just get a little drunk
Look away for just a second and she end up in a trunk
If the glove don't fit they'll acquit me on the spot
You think someone who would do this is afraid to get caught?
Wait what why?
Tried the call the numbers back all fake
Couple bags fertilizer make em all quake
Whole lobby blown apart left em all saint's
Daddy's in a body bag left em red paint

She made a nap turn into a little kidnap
Senator, I'ma send him something gift wrapped
Centerfold hoe, see the whole picture
If you blink you might never even miss her
She make a nap turn into a little kidnap
Senator, I'ma send him something gift wrapped
Centerfold, front page edition
She went out to dance, now she just a picture

Up all night I feel like Tyler Durden
Preaching to the mirror giving sermons
I am Jack's last sip of bourbon
The personality of half a person
Bitch
Bitch I feel like Tyler Durden
Bitch I feel like Tyler Durden bitch

Nodding out in traffic on my way to catch a felony
I don't vibe with no one but I'm heavy with the chemistry
Nothing but an entity steady collecting enemies
I'm magic with the shots like the guy who dropped Kennedy

Bitch I feel like Captain Ahab
Chasing white so the demons in me stay bad

You been a fan I been a fiend
Might just take the whole production when I come 'n seize the means
Nothing what it seems
Parasitic energy
I could take your legacy
Move without integrity dismantling identities
And when I get to hell I hope they see me a celebrity
Cuz all my friends are there and I don't mean that hypothetically
So go head and kill yourself and get a step ahead of me
Cuz you don't wanna live inside a world where I'm your enemy

Bitch I feel like Patrick Bateman
Fake a smile while I'm steady staying hating

I'm not the type to be impatient
I'm the type to sit and wait until the mark go on vacation
Left em feeling shaken
Every word I say is dripping with manipulation
String the sentences along until you feel the motivation, bitch

Time for Your Daily Nap Senator / Tyler Durden

Hush, hush, please stay hush
You never make good money in a rush
Keep it to yourself maybe keep it offline
Or they'll keep you in a cell doing time
Better learn to tell a lie real quick
Remember which lie goes to which hoe you talking with
Squeeze the profit past the picket line
Switching sides, never meant to make up your mind

Maybe
Hush hush hush
Hush hush hush
Maybe
Hush hush hush
Hush
Maybe keep it to yourself?
Maybe keep it to yourself?
Maybe
Hush hush hush
Hush hush hush
Hush hush hush
Hush
Maybe keep it to yourself?
Maybe keep it to yourself?

I'm the first to call it like it is
Taste the cinder block make a jaw jump-skip
You jump ship I'm talking mutiny
Heresy, say it like I need some currency
Incoherent type of stance
What you mean you didn't ask for money in advance?
We talking fuck ups by the kilo
Is it 'bout the opps or is it just about your ego?
You talking petty to the plug
Better walk it back or go get walked up out the club
You saying something real vapid
I'm happy for you honey or I'm sorry that it happened
And it's not all about the mask
I'm a skinwalker with the way I can detach
I peep my future through a keyhole
Scheming on a repo sippin' down a cappuccino

Maybe
Hush hush hush
Hush hush hush
Hush hush hush
Hush
Maybe keep it to yourself?
Maybe keep it to yourself?
Maybe

Hush hush hush
Hush
Hush
Maybe keep it to yourself
Maybe keep it to yourself?
Maybe

I'm the type to break my own rules
Sick fool, reaching altitudes that make em drool
I'm talking cool it with the lingo
You moving like a Russian politician by a window
You stepping into something deep
Jumping to conclusions, shoulda never took the leap
Now you a body in the street
All because you're probably unable to think while on your feet
With the cheats the way my trainers sleek
Never miss a beat, I'm a freak, way I speak never miss a chance to eat
This ain't hush money honey, this a purchase of your silence
Hush money comes along with implicated violence

And I don't wanna pay you for your cut
I ain't fucking with you nah I can't get it up
I'ma shut 'em up and tell 'em how you really got the role
This ain't hush money honey, this is how I buy your soul..

This Isn't Hush Money Honey This is An Investment

Go ahead and make your move
Counted all the exits in the room
Something might happen real soon
Shit is doomed
You should really try and keep your cool
So confused, always had to go and act a fool for the jewels
I don't run the city block I don't make the rules
I just burn whatever that they give me for the fuel
Fucking with me? I am not ashamed of acting cruel

Cuz when the blows really fall
Every man for himself and God against all
And when the curtain comes to call
Every man for himself and God against all
And when the bodies come to brawl
Every man for himself and God against all
And when the sirens start to call
Every man for himself and God against all

Watch me scream into a microphone blow ya dome
I come with a Hazard zone, walking where savages roam
Living in the cyber zone, running the cypher alone
Designer drugs silence the soul
Violence is all that I know
Feel it inside of my bones
I am the blight of my own mind
If I died on my own, know that I'm ten on my toes
Better than being a drone, something I'll never know
Cuz I am testament to the rest of them
Never get caught lacking on your throne

Cuz when the blows really fall
Every man for himself and God against all
And when the curtain comes to call
Every man for himself and God against all
And when the bodies come to brawl
Every man for himself and God against all
And when the sirens start to call
Every man for himself and God against all

Every Man for Himself and God Against All

You know I'm up all night can't get no sleep
I'm sick of seeing all these happy people up on my feed
I laugh at car crash videos engage with bait
All In the comments arguing about who won the debate
The algorithm's got me livid with the shit that I'm fed
I see the whole world daily without leaving my bed
I like my memes like I like my politicians, dead
Yeah if the internet is tubes well they're lined with lead

I need that brain rot
I'm doom scrolling
Need that brain rot
I'm doom scrolling
For that brainrot
I need that brainrot
I want it, I need it

I get my dopamine from counting all the likes on my page
Vauge-posting shit up on my story, ask me if I'm okay
I need attention you should mention me on something you like
If all the wrong-think makes me famous I don't wanna be right
We call it content even though it's not clear what it contains
As long I don't have to use the working half of my brain
Someone who calls themselves an influencer that's who I trust
But you got seconds left to influence me I'm in a rush

I need that brain rot
I'm doom scrolling
Need that brain rot
I'm doom scrolling
For that brainrot
I need that brain rot
I want it, I need it

I want it I need it
I want it I need it
I want it I need it
I want it I need it

Brainrot

I'm too young to be this jaded
I'm too old to be this mess
Make mistakes and get frustrated
I'm too young to be this mess

I walk around real dry like a cigarette
Cuz all my favorite drugs ain't illegal yet
I can hear my brain leaking out the side of my head
But I'm too busy arguing with silhouettes
I read a couple old books on psychology
So I could learn to hate myself professionally
Staying up until all night, just to make some friends
But when I fell asleep they disappeared again

Spent all of my money on adrenochrome
You can gangstalk me, I don't wanna be alone
Would you like to buy my adrenochrome?
Missed the last train, ain't coming home

Well I lost my passport at the liquor store
And I spent all my savings on a fucking whore
I've got a couple aliases on telegram
Got banned for posting memes about the Taliban
Now I'm sleeping in the back of a Ford escort
And I went and wrote my will on a traffic cone
Got a head full of a lies and a mountain of debt
When you call my phone, hear the line disconnect

Spent all of my money on adrenochrome
You can gangstalk me, I don't wanna be alone
Would you like to buy my adrenochrome?
Missed the last train, ain't coming home

I'm too young to be this jaded
I'm too old to be this mess
Make mistakes and get frustrated
I'm too young to be this mess
You can gangstalk me, I don't wanna be alone
Would you like to buy my adrenochrome?
Missed the last train, ain't coming home,

Adrenochrome

Soft ass bitch 
Worried bout a single man dying but genocide you motherfuckers wont say shit
RIP the kid, yall dont really get the message and questions what got him split
Even if you did, caught up in politics, policy, churches and dread
Tears wont be shed, off of an audio sheeple divided, we’re dead
No hope for the masses, indoctrinated from all of your classes
Not even worth caskets, none of you being saved during the rapture
Praying to Saturn, satanists running this place a disaster
None of it matters, we’re playing this game and repeating a pattern
False Gods, fuck your belief, cant practice what you preach
Hats off to the naive, Ill never get the glee 
Pissed off, let's kill a priest, ritual symphony Im not herding the sheep but I'll still split the sea
Its the Ouija
Hearing constant static as I’m stepping through your tv
I think that Ive had it, join Abaddon, end the season
End all of this treason, congregate with demons
The human race is rabid these savages have no reason
Bow to the O shrine pedestal, Missing with rap criminals tapped into hell
Havent hit a blunt in a minute skunk stuffed up in it
Stunted off the jump since a jit punk lil kid Im the villain

False Sense of Reality

Grabbing the swords for war, blood soaked floors
Of course, absorb horned headed demons from the ouija board
Hit Ouijaboy whats the reason for? This illusion disillusioned the solutions abhorrent
When it rains its pouring, plan your death employ it
Eat people thru Soylent, fuck living with these peasants, forewarned new poison
Black Magic Whorer Movie for my sick enjoyment
Got a clip appointment itching to deliver slivers size of a coin 
Whats that noise? Click, hotter than some porridge, horrid, all you fuckers annoying
Human life I strife with its pointless
I drop bombs, dont carry em
My thoughts delirium 
6 feet to bury him
Wood box to carry him
Rag wrapped like Syrian
Find the root, mycelium
Lose a tooth or cranium
Bitch im hard, vibranium
Boy you not, hilarious
Antichrist vicarious
Ouijaboy the scariest
Know you cant be serious
No you wont get near to this
Hear my flow? Meticulous
But Im still kinda new to this and no I dont do no tutoring bitch
Shoulda woulda coulda motherfucker but you won’t though
Innocent of innocence, and ina sense a villain hoe
The difference is insolence, you end up residential home
Horns up like an antelope, the New World Order scapegoat 
Float home, you dug yourself a hole
Arm and leg be the price to save yo soul
On the low, addicted to prescription bitch we know Im a scumbag I deserve death row 
Cogs missings, need a rewire, breathing retire, got my thoughts tripping, mental anguish, growing painless with my saw spinning, lowered on yo face, now yo jaw ripping awaken where the demons play
Weightless statements every word is baseless
Aimless swing the blade dont get to close you faceless
Brainless ass motherfucker, corpse nameless
Shameless, fucking with the ouija you courageous 
I taste the blood in my teeth if he dissing its sneak
Its straight fuck your beliefs, drop a tab underneath
Knee deep as I creep in the swamp and the creek
Sleep deep underneath set the haunted ones free
Im dishonest wont pass the gas off this chronic
Immodest my clique toxic the stick vomit
Missing mobbing we dominate bout everybody
A drugged up zombie with flesh rotting, the blood clotting
My shadow stretches to dark places it starts at hades
The hollow deadman with wretched stenches but can you blame me?
The cannabis just smells like piss I hit the lottery
My conglomerates shattering skulls, pottery
Reaching from their shackles, demons reaping tabernacles
From the darkness to your mind, evil creatures start to cackle
Creeping in the shadows you can find me on the gallows 
Leeching off the cattle feel no peace until I dabble

Every Man for Himself and God Against All

BRUXISM

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