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Hard Trap

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Radical $uicide

$UICIDEBOY$ x GETTER - CHAMPION OF DEATH

GOD SAVE ME (Fuck)

@scarlxrd
Prod. by @longlostzim

Lyrics;
ill expose your dirty little secrets

careful  
theyll crucify you, 
you could never walk a mile in my shoes 
blood stains never leave 
these tainted palms cant be cleaned 
your fearful 
on your own 
hells your home with that heart of stone 
whats the view like when you’re on your knees 
go fuck you yourself till you bleed 
slut.

Niggas be waisting my time I'm Devine when I shine I might blind you so huddle back  
All of the time when I rhyme I recite every feeling I brush underneath the mat 
Oh no I don't like you rappers I'm fine on my own I got clout and a hunnit stack 
Bitch yes I know that I changed its Insane I got tired and ever so bored of that 
Ohh yeah
Sometimes I feel like a courpse yh
Sitting inside is just like toucher 
Baby girl hand me the rope yeah 
Fuck that.
Everything's bless but I don't like nothin
Roll with a vest on better head shots 
Eyes roll back till I can't feel nothin'
Fuck the attention everyone is a peasant 
See me about start suttin'
On god you don't want it.
I've been thinking bout my life cus I sold my soul and got nothing 
Still burn holes in my sky high budget
look  in my eyes stop running 
Then you'll see I'm really disgusting
I'm so lost out here I can't function 

careful  
theyll crucify you, 
you could never walk a mile in my shoes 
blood stains never leave 
these tainted palms cant be cleaned 
your fearful 
on your own 
hells your home with that heart of stone 
whats the view like when you’re on your knees 
go fuck you yourself till you bleed 
slut.

bitch i hope you’re broken
i know no one else can fix you
suffocation for the chosen 
self esteem might be your issue
now let go of love you’re holding 
show me really what your into 
fuck you make me want to throw up 
i remember how i kissed you.
i dont want you back 
sweep those mistakes to your mat
bitch why ask me bout my past 
then hide when i tell you facts 
maybe im a lire who cant stand to be alone 
self proclaim to be the lord and sit upon this fucking throne 

careful  
theyll crucify you, 
you could never walk a mile in my shoes 
blood stains never leave 
these tainted palms cant be cleaned 
your fearful 
on your own 
hells your home with that heart of stone 
whats the view like when you’re on your knees 
go fuck you yourself till you bleed 
slut.

SECRETS [Prod. LONGLOST]

@scarlxrd
Prod. by @gryfon1

Lyrics;
i know you’re loosing control 
i think you’re fucking deluded 
you run around like you know 
so why dont you pull up and prove it 
these bitches they get on my nerves 
i wish that you niggas would learn 
its not about putting in work 
you gotta go through the hurt

rise past the pain 
i see hurt in your eyes 
all you pussy are them same 
i see fear in your eyes 
you aint really got my back 
bitch i wish that you would die 
i sip gin instead of jack 
it helps the nightmares in my mind 
nobody out here can handle me 
strength is inside my anatomy 
when im around its a travesty 
suffering covers insanity 
nothing will change morality 
im bout to run up the casualty 
bodys are piling up rapidly 
ill put your mental through agony 
why would i wait 
break your spirit change your fate 
i just snapped out side my cage 
i just grow i dont break 
your a fuck boy 
chasing fame 
you’ll get killed and left for waste 
switching sides and making trades 
dont be pussy say my name bitch. 

i know you’re loosing control 
i think you’re fucking deluded 
you run around like you know 
so why dont you pull up and prove it 
these bitches they get on my nerves 
i wish that you niggas would learn 
its not about putting in work 
you gotta go through the hurt


dress like me all you want no we’ll never be the same bitch
act like me all you want no we’ll never be the same bitch
scar on my fist i aint gotta use a blade 
rip your mask off bus your lip no this shit is not a game 
all of you niggas are cheap 
your trying so hard to believe 
ill bring this world to its knees 
stacking up racks like a beast 
i sit inside with the trees 
i sip the gin like its lean 
im just an artist believe 
drawing the hatred i see 

i know you’re loosing control 
i think you’re fucking deluded 
you run around like you know 
so why dont you pull up and prove it 
these bitches they get on my nerves 
i wish that you niggas would learn 
its not about putting in work 
you gotta go through the hurt
x2

PRXVE IT [Prod. GRYFON]

Prod. @rottt10 and @yunglxrd


fuck with the syllables follow my lips
run on your principles call you a bitch
I am the pinnacle you are the niche
your shit is fictional mine is legit
shalowgrave shit to my bottomless pit
there is no cut when I've finnished my bit
I just keep rolling while you wanna quit
just like a amateur suck and you spit
fire and brimstonee it's ending with ash
cinder and coal will be all that is left
I have no soul tear my heart out my chest
devil can't buy what is ice with no flesh
every dimension I'm in full of stress
demented and mental my motives possessed
obsessed with the substances forced down my neck
mind left to die so my body can rest

kill what I fuck
and I fuck what I kill

there is no reason for questioning
silence is deafening
death feels me beckoning
nothing is threatening
nothing worth mentioning
psycho developing
empathy lessening
I am released
mind off the leash
all of my angels and demons deceased
sheeh sheeh
holing my peace 
finding release
these is no censorship left when I speak 

kill what I fuck and I fuck what I kill 
I'm a cannibal baby an animal
mabye some sort of irational radical terrorist burning the world with my grammar
I've had it i'm in 
fuck it I'm out
fuck with the meanings take off with the clout
fuck your religion I fill you with doubt 
words out my mouth kick your morals about


fuck what you stand for
fuck are you living your life for
fuck you need all of your bread for
fuck do you fuck with your head for
fuck are you fighting your wars for
fuck are you willing to die for
fuck are you fucking with me for
fuck do you think  this will be for

I'm indescribably fucking mechanically fucking manically tearing you up
fuck your depression and fuck your anxiety fuck every reason you suck

I'm in your room I'm in your art
I'm in your tunes I'm in your heart
I am the reason you live and the reason you die I'm the reason your stop and you start

one for the road one for cold
one for the story that never gets told
one for the lies that you've always been told
one for the demons that live in your soul

I am above I am beyond
I am contained in feelings long gone
I am forced to be reckoned with smith with no weaponry dropping your jaw and I'm gone

No Control (prod. ROT10 x Muneylxrd)

Spotify - https://goo.gl/JXdUZa
Apple Music - https://goo.gl/JXdUZa

Forecast

iTunes

Forecast (Prod. by Bluxz)

prod: @blacklunged

lyrics:
i love it when she lies to me
i love it when she wants to die with me
i cant recall a single good thing
unless we were high or were fucking
please dont come back
my life so trash
i dont need you
to come and fuck me up again
please dont come back
my life so trash
im too far gone
but im tryna get it back
hold up

ive been tryin
and rhyming
the hymens
that keep me going
ive been waitin
and patient
bury me
down with the ancients
cuz i know that youll remember
that yesterday is what made us

girl, get the fuck up out my world
and babe, get the fuck up out my brain
yeah youll, see me blown up or dead
before i say im sorry 
and let you crawl in my bed
you can take what you want
if you leave me hollow
an empty bullet casing
thats the best role model

Follow me <3

too far gone (prod. blacklunged)

rest in peace lil peep

we recorded this in 2015 while putting together "garden." the instrumental and peep's verse were later used on a track called "no love" w/ mikey cortez.

twitter.com/__DeathPlus

LIL PEEP X DEATH PLUS - FUCK BATMANE (PROD. BY WILLIE G) 2015

prod. @pxlse

pennies from my pocket pop a pill and pick a topic 

drinking danish from the faucet faux influx of feeling awful

I see visions in my moxxy moterboat the fattest bitches

smoke the biggest blunts and pass out in the tiniest of kitchens

suck a dick if you succeed, sucks if you don't

take a rip of the wrong shit, feel it in your throat

running on the torn ligaments, fucking shit I'm feeling it

fingers in the baggie in the basement I'm living it

why you livid fucks tryna act like you new to this

watcha seizure in the skate park tryna get the kicks

bitch I been around and seen the same shit I'm serious

fighting for the high fahrenheit I feel delirious

demons in the dorms where I'm chillin make the walls move

running through the city while I'm sweating like a monsoon

find me at the bottom of a bottle chillin with the worm

put me in the dirt, it's the only way I earn


pain ignites, chest feels tight

left the fucking city in the middle of the night

hit the joint, kill the fright

boy who learned to fly out the window outa sight

pain ignites, chest feels tight

left the fucking city in the middle of the night

hit the joint, kill the fright

I'm the boy who learned to fly 


room feeling like a fucking prison count the walls

never leave the fucking city smoking ciggies at mall

feeling dizzy from the fall but it's the middle of the winter

drinking 40s in the morning popping scrippies for my dinner

I'm a sinner with a motherfucking scope

doin dirty shit to keep the nose clean, running from the rope

didn't find the message in the money or the dope

but maybe I can learn to fly right out the window yeah I hope

Boythatlearnedtofly (prod. PULSE)

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

----------------------------------------------------------------------

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)

BRUXISM