It's always gonna something.
with: @lvstforpain

SNUB NOSE W/ LVST [PROD. ILYAH]

zer0xthrash - $NUFFY$ [prod.pyramid] #SPAREDYOURLIFE

KXNG X LEPRO$Y - PISSED OFF [PROD. Flacko Jetski]

so so sick of dying alone

getting all these fucking calls on my tellephone

they tell me where I need to be

all day off the week

keep my mind in my baggie that I carry in my sleeve

broke washed up and I'm ready to roll

giving up all my sleep for a day in the role

please tell me who I wanna be 

why I'm being me

hold that weed in my lungs till I don't know how to breathe

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bleed cocaine from my fucking neck

got a bottle of the dex just to stay in check

I don't care about your freinds

they all just fucking fake

I don't need no junkies always fuckin with the take 

six weeks in and I'm cutting the junk

bumping wu tang clan in my dealers trunk

I don't know where I wanna be 

All I know is me

and I hate myself I'm a fucking freak

Heart Attack Insomniac (prod. BRUXISM)

https://soundcloud.com/biv

I gotta take a break,
It's safe to say, the gray days, been the page,
Flip my ways, and take the pace, shit never change,
My face engraved inside her taste,
I never cave,
The Fuck up out my face,
keep it goin till the better days, 
Ahead a ways, I'd rather lace my scape,
To fill the 30 cross my fuckin face to fill my fuckin grave

Talk like you flex the steel, 
The mass appeal, is all you feel, you bark the field, 
Ya mask ya deal, ya need to heal, you seek to feel what I been feel, 
You want the demons real?
You wanna pop pills for fuckin meals?
You wanna see how it really feel?
Ain't no smiles when this shit get real,

I done more than I could ask, fuck it,
Thought I'd fuck around and pass on it,
Fuck around and put my past on it,
Ya life a play bill, the cast on it
To be honest, shit I gassed on it, 
Seems my trust been half honest, 
End my shit and tuck the cap on it,
I fucked around but now I'm back on it,

Boo hoo, woe is you, fuck it do, fuck a mood, fuck it dude, fuck the fame, money, jewels, and fuck you too, I just move, the pass will do, and that's ya attitude
Bust it outta you,
Better find a better place,
Save ya grace, these ways will change, like every pace I take is taken shape
To beat me you gotta fit the case

You moufuckas been phony,
Bend over for you lean on me,
I got demons in my genes homie,
Wake the fuck up from ya dreams homie,
Keep the talk and put the beam on me,
This a fam, fuck a team homie,
Carbon copy what it seem homie,
I think you known you fuckas been owe me,

After all the shit I'm tellin you,
You ain't know what I been goin through 
Nor the past that brought it out to move,
You fucked if I'm the dude you lookin to,
Fuckas worry, I been fine dude,
You boot leg to my fine tuned,
Keep ya 9-5 I'm tellin you, 
This ain't never been the life for you,

I ain't been one for the violence,
But speak on my mom's we got problems,
I'm a sick fuck with my conscience,
And I got no tolerance for nonsense, 
I'll spread ya broad, like she blossom,
pucker my nuts with no options,
lace up my dick with that toxin, 
Fuck her then feed you the condom,

Know a couple fucks that'll rip you up
invest ya lust, better than you done,
I can't handle much,But talk a bunch, 
I love with not a single word to trust, 
take advice but never spit it up,
I wish I duck, but I'm fucked up
Might fuck around and take my life for once

Biv - KISS MY DICK (Prod. by Biv)

I ain't ask for shit,
I can't catch a grip,
Like the weight that's on they hip,
Tuck ya fucking lip,
I ain't buck, but fuckas push they limits in,
Never heard a word of him,
I can't let these bitches in,
Cut the flesh from out my skin, 

Fucka ,
Run,
From your,
Self cultured,
Lungs,
Don't ya
Just wanna,
Be,
one of,

You can find me anyday
My money dreams been fadeaway,

My life a scene that never play,
My mental pop, no heavy weight,
No heavy weight ,


When we gonna see the day?


I ain't ask for shit,
I can't catch a grip,
Like the weight that's on they hip,
Tuck ya fucking lip,
I ain't buck, but fuckas push they limits in,
Never heard a word of him,
I can't let these bitches in,
Cut the flesh from out my skin,

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Lyrics:
know you better run
I'm so fucking done
killing for the fun
got no sun
yea no light rays
except a ray gun
out the muk
now i'm smoking mud
loaded coated blunt
still a cunt
still a fucking runt
but i'm still the one

reaper on my shoulder I can't even sleep no more
(fuck it kill it break it take)
antisocial mortar that be sealing my front door
(fuck a reason i'll be faded)
I got potions what you wanna see designer effigy's
fuck that Gucci fuck that Louis
I got holes up my re's(bocks)

no one ever bleed for the peso
talking fiction won't believe what they say though
what you rep don't matter don't say so
i'ma  dodge yo rounds then send a payload

them 808's gone seal your fate
i die revive disintegrate
you integrate
bitch evolve or dissolve
yea amputate 
those who
revolve round resolve
of the others they blind

fuck this inch of space and time
i'm existing in
I've been wasted all my life
never sick of it

take the plague rearrange
DNA until it change
suit my hate
suit my pain
cleaning capsules like they stain

ONE TAP

ONE TAP (prod. COLE THE KING)

I was pissed off, pretty much a freestyle.

Prod by me

fucked off a bottle

GULLY track 9 featuring @istasha and @auxking

Produced, mixed and mastered by Na$tii @nastiitaxii

Lyrics:
Verse 1: Na$tii
I’m in your pocket pot of greed
just how it’s got to be 
it ain’t no different 
than these doctors 
at these pharmacy
it ain’t addiction 
this is orchestrated policy 
talking visions of a future 
where the boot is not just 
stomping out our will to breath 
and 
I can speak it honestly 
it doesn’t matter
middle finger to police 
2 warning shots 
then we scatter 
I beleive we need a leader 
y’all are happy w a master 
when you shoot em my advice is either stomach or the bladder 

you bum ass little actors know you copy the script
when that gun sounds  it’ll separate the sharks from the shrimp 
you come at any one of us we gonna clap till u limp 
throw ya body in Styx all that I feel is contempt 

Chorus: Na$tii
shit I must ask 
forest why you run fast?
forest why you got all those prescriptions 
from the drug lab ?
forest why they saying that you stupid 
 front the whole class 
they don’t know we always gon be running 
and they hate that you can run fast 
x2 

Verse 2: Na$tii
double up the bag
and hit with the vaseline
the mini pigs well never tag it 
slipping through security 
never picky but for drugs i need the purity 
never wrap it but can’t have another mouth to feed
honestly its getting pretty cheap to pay the tweaker fee 
I tell em place the burner 
right beneath the tank of gasoline 
blowing out the window screen 
member smoking pounds of green 
and sippin in the kitchen as we 
ashing in the fucking sink 
rick moranis looking ass 
go find a kid to shrink 
when you pull the trigger 
pay attention not to  fucking blink 
shawty want a ring 
i gave her one at finger length 
y’all love to follow 
I’m afraid you lost the skill to think 
turned creator to consumer 
with that kool aid drink 
when u run up ya margins 
theirs is larger shit so outta sync
with ya girl the other week she got some crazy kinks
face don’t match the body
guess I’ll call that  bitch a fucking sphinx

Chorus:

Verse 2: Istasha
Cryptic as a Cicada
When locked 
Grasping my jaw 
So pry it open; my mouth it appears Vacated enough 

Self worth of Tardigrade in a gutter 
I gotta depleted the premium 
eat it to be Persuaded Later 

Run Just overclock
The doc got prescriptions 
serving of mescaline 
Resting upon the shelf in the shelter
Renew the print Over counter 
You wash 
Chase it down gallons cattle broth 
Hit the Clorox bottle bouncing off the tarmacGot a Full set rinse
All of my Brushes set aside just ain’t 
Ain’t the same fucking thing 
All of my vices are mnemonic 
I got that antigen again 
Taste just like a can of paint 
Second drop down in seconds 
Stop to track it got no mentsu

Hand folding to stress 
Like a Diamond 
ace surveillance cellar 

No saving 

Brain Run in a mess 
Like it’s Simon says with Hellen Keller 

Pre Chorus: Istasha
Shit I must ask 
Forest why you run fast
Forest why you got all those prescriptions from the drug lab 
Forest why they saying that you’re stupid front he whole class
They don’t know we always gon be running and they hate that you can run fast

Chorus Repeats:

Forrest Ft. Istasha & Auxxk

GULLY track 2

Produced Mixed and Mastered by @nastiitaxii 

Lyrics: 
Verse 1: Na$tii
you ain’t on cause of yo talent 
boy you dick ride
listen thru yo songs and I was laughing
get yo shit right 
I been on that riot shit that violence 
what incite 
how you catch an ego talking big 
when you got lil hype 

steady making hits 
and been smoking in abundance 
I can’t stand the fuckery 
and all them bad assumptions 
blasting all my shit until that speaker give concussions 
and if we seeing12 come we kill em by dozen

stay hating on the gully kid
but yo girl fuck w my music 
got problems with control
if I like it I abuse it 
hit em in his stomach 
leaving bruises and contusions 
and I’m smoking Russian cream
but that blunt looking bigger than a Cuban 

80x put me under the grid
when the bell ring she gonna cover gully in spit 
kick handle in so we can go and plunder the crib
if you owe that’s some shit 
I don’t simply forget 
I need a cigarette 
now pass the razer blade 
been here for a second 
you want smoke then you gon fade away 
take it day to day only seconds till we all decay 
now single file everybody never misbehave 

thumbing through the rubbish 
where the diamonds at 
tell me where you find me at ? 
ready with the polish 
at the exit but the timings past 
you ain’t really built to last
you ain’t really ten toes 
leaking from the gash 
money froze now you exposed 
I got optimism but the glass is coloured Melrose
you ain’t really want it but you cop before the sale close 
now they selling tons but my brothers still in jail clothes

Hook: Na$tii 

grab the guillotine let it go until the jail close x4

I can’t see the face, but i know it got a pale glow 
bomb they limousine wrap they bodies like a pharaoh 
they can feel the squeeze just remember not to let go x2

Verse 2: Na$tii

I cracked my lips 
I take drag I rolled some hash in it
spinning of a fifth a federale how im taxing shit 
I ain’t gonna quit i shoot a badge till I’m a terrorist 
I ain’t even real I’m just a mirror up to a narcissist 

you ain’t really  gripping you a sweaty palm pacifist 
I been steady in it you ain’t even started spawning yet
Vietcong vet you a house pet 
I can’t even see you roaches scatter
once the light set 

roll my landlord in a blunt and get to smoking 
poison out the frogs back needles get to poking 
bleaching out my skin in the love seat while it soak in 
saying all that shit now you claiming u misspoken 

9-5 you serving so you don’t get 25 life 
now you fucking  pissed off
all you wanna do is fight 
Bobby where the kids at 
Bobby where that fucking wife 
Bobby in the suburbs grabbed a knife and stabbed a hunnid times

Hook repeats

Jail Talk

listen to part 1 first

Lyrics:

Hate 
Lose my face 
And lose everybody in my fucking way 
Take my place, and you’ll never ever see the light of day
Hate 
Lose my face 
And lose everybody in my fucking way 
Take my place, and you’ll never ever see the light of day
Fuck I can’t cope got me breaking down time 
And damn tie the rope fucked up down the line
And I can’t hold 
And I can’t hold on
Dark figures through the glass have u ever seen his broken heart 
Left in the dust no turning back 
It’s my own fault can’t be undone
Blame
Blame me
Blame me me
For all that i have done 
Blame
Blame me
Blame me me
For all that i have done 
Hate 
Lose my face 
And lose everybody in my fucking way 
Take my place, and you’ll never ever see the light of day
Hate 
Lose my face 
And lose everybody in my fucking way 
Take my place, and you’ll never ever see the light of day