IDYLLA

far away 5 - aimless

pow pow

colgate (prod. flea diamonds & elipropperr)

RZECZY

NA SWOIM MIEJSCU

KOFEINA INTERLUDE

KUSH

WSTAJE

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BLACK KRAY AKA SICKBOYRARI ## SPIN DA BLOK LYKE AH FAN

thr33-left right prod.perc40)

Need It

Rehhab

prod. grayskies x rose
background vox @sydcxx

[ https://li.sten.to/philosophyofaknife ]

lyrics:
Walk round
Steady posted with the AR
Glock 9 thumpin
Sendin fuckers to the graveyard 
Hellbound 
Finna rush em with the ACOG
Hunnid round drummin 
Get to cuttin with the blade drawn 
Hey
Catch me flowin with the waveforms 
Fall back, fucker
It ain’t nothin left to say to em
Blood drippin
Let em fall by the bayside 
Runnin down and gut a motherfucker just to take mine 

K, catch me posted on your block huh
Toasted from that za
With that dope up in my sock 
.40 in my glock, reloadin
Runnin from the cops huh 
Runnin from the cops 
Runnin from the cops 
Runnin from the cops 
Runnin from the-

Hair down 
Let it fall when the breeze come 
Why she only wanna come around when she need sumn?
Bogged down from clouds 
I don’t need sun 
How she put it on me got me drowned
I don’t need trust
Ay
Write the code
Watch em freeze up
Long sigh, deep breath
Hoping just to re-up 
From my soul, out the cold
Ima rerun 
Not a sound from the crowd when the heat come

Philosophy of a Knife

official music video

prod. slade kovacs x UNORDINARYBEATS

lyrics:
5 gen with a brand new cutter
5x on the rail, don’t run up
drop bread on heads, we toast em
won’t jam, shit shoot like butter
watch now, this a brand new season
fuck feds, in the v, i’m speeding

jumped down to the world down under
hopped out was a brand new demon
hopped out was a brand new killer
resurrect undead like thriller
10 mil, all face, no casings
mac spit like malcolm miller
won’t stop, we keep it moving
bro said my aura glowing
this rifle came with coolant
plug in and overload em

i just figure nobody doing this shit better
i might hit a flow and i spit like a damn ‘retta
i might hit a streak and i go on a damn spree
4 up in the morning, she making me damn fed up
shit get crazy, keep ya drac up
no face, no chase, i keep my rank up
say sumn
he don’t wanna pay? we spray his face up
he don’t want static
look at him, he won’t get a shot off
look at me, i’m knocking your block off
bitch, i tell em shut up or shut down
that gun in my pocket go, “BLAGOW!”
i’ m a masterpiece
i really had to be
i’m only thinking ‘bout catastrophe

and casualties
so niggas tryna bat with me
your majesty
you niggas ain’t a man to me, you see

5 gen with a brand new cutter
5x on the rail, don’t run up
drop bread on heads, we toast em
won’t jam, shit shoot like butter
watch now, this a brand new season
fuck feds, in the v, i’m speeding
jumped down to the world down under
hopped out was a brand new demon
hopped out was a brand new killer
resurrect undead like thriller
10 mil, all face, no casings
mac spit like malcolm miller
won’t stop, we keep it moving
bro said my aura glowing
this rifle came with coolant
plug in and overload em

i just figure nobody doing this shit better
better, better, better, better
i might hit a flow and i spit like a damn ‘retta
‘retta, ‘retta, ‘retta, ‘retta

i might hit a streak and i go on a damn spree
spree, spree, spree, spree
4 up in the morning, she making me damn fed up
fed up, fed up
shit get crazy, keep ya drac up
no face, no chase, i keep my rank up
(say sumn)
he don’t wanna pay? we spray his face up
(say sumn)
he don’t wanna pay? we spray his face up
(say sumn)
he don’t want static
look at him, he won’t get a shot off
look at me, i’m knocking your block off
bitch, i tell em shut up or shut down
that gun in my pocket go, “BLAGOW!”

the artful wound

prod. slade kovacs x UNORDINARYBEATS x Dante Swan

lyrics:
catch me runnin w my blick 
cuz dallas traffic got me pissed
i wave this burner
rezzy potter, doin magic w that stick
im totin missiles by the fistful
never low on ammunition 
throwin dick up in that bitch 
and throwin opponents in them ditches
hella wicked 

yea they call me young takeshi w it
altered carbon, thats a great watch
yall should probably call the tech support 
i got a fucker laggin from a faceshot
here to bomb em w a rocket launcher 
probably caught his brother w a nade shot
rockin a gun w a tank top
walkin em down now my face hot 

told her shake it, but dont break it 
hollup baby, they know
fuck the fake and fuck a lane
im tryna shake the table
hunnid rounds, i got it stuffed up in my britches
hunt him down, if someone saw it 
then we comin for the witness

got my glock im crossin them state lines 
bullet float, it got hangtime 
stunna flow and that bass line 
got my dobbie throwin up gang signs
i dont fuck around, im no hero
got folks absorbing my steelo
RIP metalface 
im on to better places w a cult to go w my ego

music vid++

remnant psyche//blood mask

prod. slade kovacs x UNORDINARYBEATS

lyrics:
shut up, i’m feeling toxic
aj on the beat, he pass the rock
lil bitch, i milly rock it
blackout arp-ski in the dark
let’s see what’s really sparking
aka, the city stalker
ain’t came for no pity party
i’m really popping, i’m feeling..
(so cool)

ain’t getting through to you
i dissect the bodies
separate em
make it beautiful
i kept walking by
she looked my way
and said “that’s rude of you!”
ak my guitar, ok i rock out when i shoot at you
i pop out with my toolie tool
and it’s..
(beautiful)

oh, you cool, huh?
you mr. popular when you popping out with that tool, huh?
i think it’s obvious you a coward and you won’t shoot nun
i’m feeling scholarly when i’m popping em with that ruler
you a jock and i’m the school sh-

shut up, i’m feeling toxic
aj on the beat, he pass the rock
lil bitch, i milly rock it
blackout arp-ski in the dark
let’s see what’s really sparking
aka, the city stalker
ain’t came for no pity party
i’m really popping, i’m feeling..

(so cool)

oh, you cool, huh?
you mr. popular when you popping out with that tool, huh?
i think it’s obvious you a coward and you won’t shoot nun
i’m feeling scholarly when i’m popping em with that ruler
you a jock and i’m the school sh-

ain’t getting through to you
i dissect the bodies
separate em
make it beautiful
i kept walking by
she looked my way
and said “that’s rude of you!”
ak my guitar, ok i rock out when i shoot at you
i pop out with my tool..

WSTAJE

YABOL