Prod. @yungmuppy

LYRICS:
hook: 
lil bitch pipe down 
i ain’t gon take shit  
if you keep talking end up a patient
please be quiet
dont make a statement 
we gon riot, death of a nation
rest in piss 
fuck Ronald Reagan
terrorist outta the basement
y’all wanna fuck w me  shit is so blatant 
Im violent impatient 

Bridge:
really wanna burn shit, cut shit, break shit, fuck shit
proceed to the scene with caution 
hate shit when you got no options
make shit  brains off toxins 

you ain’t got money the man gonna auction 
new grip cause the place been rotten 
what’s a pig to a long range carbon
pull up my boot straps I’m gonna stomp shit 

Verse: 

we like the  weeds in the concrete 
we like to shoot at police 
we just aim at there white sheets 
panic and crises 
upping the crime rate like it’s the 90s
upping the crime rate filling the pit with guerllias 
we started speaking , they wanna kill us
cigarettes stains, empty syringes
die for a wage , kill for the riches

kidnap, ransom, break shit , Samson
fuck pigs, bust back, kill shit and sum

phone tap feds on
take shit rents gone 
hit licks fight back
take shit withdrawn 

~Hook again~
~Bridge again~

outro:
hit em in the street 
them sirens ranging 
they go they go they go they go

Rest In Piss Prod. Muppy

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6FEET! W/ SAUSH X ZAYXSZN (PROD. UNDERGROUNDFXCK)

(Lyrics)
God 
Hands up it’s a stick up
Bitch I came back to kill 
I’m no quitter 
So sick of the fuck shit 
Fuck it, might pick up that gun 
And bust the rust off that bitch 
It function trust 

You niggas talk shit right?
(Uh Huh Uh Huh)
But act like you don’t 
(Uh Huh Uh Huh)
Said he want a fist fight? 
Well fuck that, I let it blow 
Kick in yo door right 
(Uh Huh Uh Huh)
Run through yo home 
(Uh Huh Uh Huh)
And if I heard right then yo shawty like dick 
I’m bending her over 
Uh Huh Uh Huh Huh

Yuh I have never once folded 
I’m too bold 
Still three loaded 
That’s four holes the fye just disposed 
They six below 
Through dirt the hole of any fuck nigga wanna test 
If it’s up they could suck dick and know that I’m the best 
Bitch I puff my chest then cut the neck 
And punt the fucking head off anybody trynna duck respect 
Cause what’s worse than death 
Is if I decide to slide through -
I’m leaving nothing left 
And I’m putting it on god 
If I step up in the room bitch it’s tombstones 
Niggas know that I’m they doom 
When they see me getting boomed 
Bitch I move just like a ghoul when the moon low 
And I know just how they maneuver 
Stop acting fucking stupid


You niggas talk shit right?
(Uh Huh Uh Huh)
But act like you don’t 
(Uh Huh Uh Huh)
Said he want a fist fight? 
Well fuck that, I let it blow 
Kick in yo door right 
(Uh Huh Uh Huh)
Run through yo home 
(Uh Huh Uh Huh)
And if I heard right then yo shawty like dick 
I’m bending her over 
Uh Huh Uh Huh Huh


Warning! Take caution when I step up on the field
Summon the don, then you gon feel this stainless steel
Solving my problems when I cock it back and peel
No more remorse when I

Send that shiver down your spine
All black shadow my disguise 
Turned to stone, you paralysed
Venom leaking from my eyes
No surprise, when you all meet your demise

Mind control tactics
I’m problematic
Melt you to acid
Fake boy you plastic
Hole in the wall
Like where all you rats live
You gon fear the don
The motherfuckin Blood God
Okay

Moving kamakazi
Choppa fucking hungry, let it eat like a buffet, uh
Adrenaline rushing
But who gonna stop me
Yeah who gonna top me 
No one
I am the don
No I am a god
Of the realm that you walk 
I’m chosen 
Bones can be broken 
Ash can be smoked
If the wrong words have been spoken

You niggas talk shit right?
(Uh Huh Uh Huh)
But act like you don’t 
(Uh Huh Uh Huh)
Said he want a fist fight? 
Well fuck that, I let it blow 
Kick in yo door right 
(Uh Huh Uh Huh)
Run through yo home 
(Uh Huh Uh Huh)
And if I heard right then yo shawty like dick 
I’m bending her over 
Uh Huh Uh Huh Huh

I’m a real grave digger 
And could really get you offed 
How you rap but think you good at it 
That shit got me appalled 
Got a pole in my jeans you better prep for the assault 
It ain’t my fault you talking outta line 
Fuck the jokes 
Imma drive down maple looking for them tweakers calling 
Let em smoke my joint and when he’s high that’s when I’m finna rob him 
Then I slide the next day sell him an 8th cause he forgot it 
Then I do that shit again cause I’m addicted to the profit! 
Got some haters on my line that’s doing nothing with they life 
Even said that he’d slide but I’m dolo with no pipe 
Walking through the night 
Knowing if he press me then he won’t survive 
Triple 9 the set I get my demons glock 9s

UH HUH

UH HUH ft. DAEGHO & LXXIV (prod. DEATHW!SH)

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

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You Hear That? [PROD. FRDM]

VISUALIZER

DRXFT W/ MERCYKILL (Prod. XELISHURT & MERCYKILL)

TRACK 1 of the “CORPSE GALORE” EP

written & performed by fxckjamie and gashum
produced by fxckjamie
cover art by gvzzvh

BLACK MASK (FEAT. GASHUM) [PROD. FXCKJAMiE]

Close It Down (Heavy Metal Edit)

@nastiitaxii @nastiitaxii @nastiitaxii @nastiitaxii
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Fixing races with my conscience, cop a 40 for that nonsense,

I'm so bored of being conscious, anxious paranoid and nauseous,

I'm to weak to build a tolerance, but way to strong to care,

Burn the cigarette till ashes picking butts out of my hair...
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Don’t fucking care, the only thing that I have left to do is die,

Watch me rot away for years, you act surprised a fucking lie,

Pretty pills and orange bottles in my casket, only right,

Leave me facedown in the ditch off 60 milligrams of white...
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This a semi final suicide, the kind that makes you stare,

Because nothing makes me feel alive like falling out my chair,

Calling up my hookup tryna cash out on a scare,

But he knows I'm not the kind of kid to lash out unprepared...
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Bloody noses how my throat is dripping vision starts to fade,

Poison dragging through system cutting years off like a blade,

Feel the resin on my walls I judge the time by grams I’ve weighed, 

Toxins oh my god I’ve lost it bleach my fabric and just wait...
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Drag my body off the carpet just so I can get retarded,

I don't wanna feel like garbage but I still don't have the knowledge,

With the money that I spend I bet that I could pay for College,

But the only kind of lectures that I get is from my father...
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Sick and tired anxious, nauseous, I’m not cautious I’m a corpse,

Try to sleep it’s fucking pointless my reality is warped, 

Please don’t tell me how to stop I do the wrong shit till it’s worse,

I can’t stop it, fucking lawless self destruction just occurs...
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Make it hurt bitch please just make it hurt

Make it Hurt (ft. Na$tii)

TREAT ME HOW U LIKE [PROD. BIV]

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LEECHES

GULLY track 1 featuring @jonlemonsucks and @jaealaska

Produced, Mixed and Mastered by Na$tii  @nastiitaxii 

Lyrics:
intro: Na$tii
just cause you speak bout it
don’t mean it’s real life in this bitch 
can’t have no real life when u rich 
if  it get real tight they  switch 
can’t have no weak round me 
 they got real snakes up in this bitch 
the price of a life more than a grip
can u sleep after this shit 

Verse 1: Na$tii
I know I ain’t got shit to lose
desperation makes you smart 
but if u ain’t got shit to prove 
ud be better off a mark 
iron fist like I’m a stark 
iron lungs to lion hearts 
catch him slipping at the light 
caught em plates from past the park 

they smell the blood all in the water 
now yo circle full of sharks 
every pig was made for slaughter 
we just here to play our part 
and this music shit a hustle
no one cares about the art 
make em fucking hate u
 and theyll run you up these charts 

if u ain’t that good at aiming
better put down all em darts 
yeah the seven make u dance
put 13 up on yo card 
ego all the way on Pluto then you dead before you start
pushing weight we call it sumo just don’t let em past yo guard 

I won’t let em out the yard
got a tendency to bite
got a legacy of spite
got em pinging like a radar
send em up there like a kite
we gon slide thru like the fader 
now u playing with yo life 
better make the payment right

Hook: Na$tii
brain damaging 
bitch we leave panicking 
stepping to the set 
leave stiff just like mannequin 
bitch move out the way
when u see us like an ambulance 
u was talking tough
now u see us and u rambling

Verse 2: Jon Lemon
Flip that bitch like sumo 
Ring around around like Saturn while I’m sitting up on Pluto 
Magic carpet like Aladdin
Blue genie in a baggie
Blue denims still saggin
Brain damage from this magnum 
Cerebellum stay hanging 
hang em off da roof 
He lay slain in the coupe 
Riding 
We ain’t talk about it till one of the crew find em 
I’m in the function like it’s 2002 wylin 
He said he really need a pick up I’m like who drivin

Gratefully dead
Steal yo face off yo head q
Take my faith from the rest 
Take a break from the meds 
Had to say what I said
Had to testable my head 
Try to Break from these chains 
And keep the pace in my step
You stay laid wit da snakes no mistakes in what I said  
Save yo breath homie 
if you aint tryna make amends just break the bread homie
or just save it for your dead homies

Verse 3: Jae Alaska 
It’s the, master of mind tricks 
Practicing hydroponics 
Look it’s the weed grower 
Something like leaf blower 
The engine that I been powering 
Finna leave em all clamoring 
Boa constrict like bandolyn 
Permanent how we damaging 
Sit back n let me demonstrate
I swept the floor with you featherweights 
I never hesitate
Just finding reasons I should detonate 
Let’s get it straight 
I’m smoking just to elevate
I’m up there with the angels cause my pack will make you levitate 
How you manage this is what they asked me
First rule is never ask me
This wasn’t A, C, had to go and follow plan B 
Abort mission 
I leave the ground finished 
Your crew get diminished just from how I form a sentence 
Don’t you sense this?
Ice god wit the blueprints?
Lay it down and plan it
Seeds I got em planted 
All this ice I went ahead and birthed my own planet 
Top of list 
I’m the ice god embodiment
Its brain damage 
Talking what you will but never do it 
I just zoom right passed these niggas take the walk right out their movement 
Brain damage 
All the ignorance got you bleeding bliss
Let’s see how that’s lasting when you betting all you’re chips
Brain damage 
All that sneak dissing need to stop it 
When I get inside your head I make your mental run it’s pockets
Brain damage
Smoke so much I got brain damage 
Ain’t no ending me the definition of a legacy, bitch

LEECHES

Xen0christ