play this shit on repeat
dont care if you leave me
yall gon have to free me
i hope youll never need me

i dont wanna waste time
god i really hate my
self
really fucking hate life
stress compromise my
health

i felt like a reject 
ever since i was a kid
left home,
forced my way, 
went and got a fucking crib
but it dont matter
hit the vape
blood pool inside my ribs
i feel snakes
on my body
how they crawl over 
my skin

i hate my teeth 
i hate my face
i hate that i make more mistakes
like everyday
is just a waste
and i get more than i can take
no longer broken,
but i’ll break
its in the music that i make
im scared that music is my fate
i really wanna get away

and im surrounded by the evil seeking
leeching demons
and people that i know be heathens
freeze and see me bleeding
ignore my pain
but i hate to say i need to see it 
cuz its the only thing
that lets me know
that i am breathing


beamy
i dont wanna waste time
god i really hate myself
i cannot see what they want to see
gotta think far past your brain
friends of mine till the end
of time be the ones, drive me insane
life of greed and vanity,
that aint never been my lane
y’all should feel fucking ashamed
fuck everyone in the game

i am what i am
give a fuck if you cant 
tolerate it
im on my shit
i know better than to be
impatient
all of the inspiration that
they take from me is blatant
it took the deepest pain for me to
pray and reawaken
dont give a fuck about the game
i dont need to play it
they tryna play liek god
now they only seein satan
id be a fool to think it lies
around for me to take it
i smile but it is just a front 
for all my seething hatred

Listen

SNAKES W/BRUHMANEGOD(PROD.RACCOONZ x o2ANDRES)

LYRICS:

AY SAID FUCK RAPPERS
I HATE YOU AND I HATE EVERYBODY WITH YOU
FUCK THIS MONEY AND FUCK MY LIFE I'D RATHER DIE IF I CAN'T BITCH YOU

IF YOU DEAD I'M DYING WITH YOU
FUCK THAT WHAT'S UP WITH YOU
REMEMBER THAT SHIT THAT WE ALL BEEN THROUGH
QUIT FOR WHAT I WANNA GET RICHER

PICK THAT SHIT UP
FELT MY CHECK GET BIGGER
I STEPPED ON EVERYBODY
SEEN THAT BOY I SPIN HIM
AY WHAT YOU ON
WALKED IN THIS BITCH GOT SOMETHING ON
I'M THINKING 'BOUT BURNING THIS FUCKING PALM
I TOOK MY CHANCE I'M RUNNING UP

I FORGOT TO GIVE A FUCK
MY FAMILY UP AS FUCK
PLAY 'BOUT ME GET FUCKING STUCK
Y'ALL CAN'T BE SERIOUS HUH

I GOT MINE WITH FUCKING BLOOD
I SWEAT MY PANIC OUT
RUN THIS BACK GO PAY ME SOME
Y'ALL THINK I'M FUCKING DUMB

PICK THAT SHIT UP
FELT MY CHECK GET BIGGER
I STEPPED ON EVERYBODY
SEEN THAT BOY I SPIN HIM
AY WHAT YOU ON
WALKED IN THIS BITCH GOT SOMETHING ON
I'M THINKING 'BOUT BURNING THIS FUCKING PALM
I TOOK MY CHANCE I'M RUNNING UP

TALK 'BOUT ME AGAIN I HELP YOU FUCKING DIE
AIM AT EVERYBODY, STAY THE FUCK INSIDE
I DON'T TALK 'BOUT SHIT BECAUSE I'M FUCKING RIGHT
THIS MY FUCKING DOG AND HE GONE LEARN TO BITE

BLOOD ON MY HANDS AGAIN MAN FUCK THAT BLOOD IN MY PLANS AGAIN
ALL BLACK MY EVERYTHING CAN'T SEE ME OUTSIDE I'M RUNNING MAN
I FUCKING HATE IT HERE
I FUCKING HATE SHIT EVERYWHERE
CAN'T GET ME TO CARE 'BOUT SHIT
I SPIT ON PEOPLE ANYWHERE

THINK I WAS BORN TO FUCK SHIT UP
I FUCKING BETTER BE
WHAT THE FUCK ELSE HAPPEN
TEN SHOTS AND ASPIRIN
I'M FUCKING READY

DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE I FUCKING HATE YOU FUCKING
YEAH YEAH YEAH YEAH YEAH GET OFF MY DICK AND FUCKING

PICK THAT SHIT UP
FELT MY CHECK GET BIGGER
I STEPPED ON EVERYBODY
SEEN THAT BOY I SPIN HIM
AY WHAT YOU ON
WALKED IN THIS BITCH GOT SOMETHING ON
I'M THINKING 'BOUT BURNING THIS FUCKING PALM
I TOOK MY CHANCE I'M RUNNING UP

EVERY RAPPER ON EARTH COULD DIE RIGHT NOW AND NOTHING WOULD CHANGE [PROD. WENDIGO]

@kartier-k

bitch im hotter than the oven
all black fit, he ain't even see me comin
joey jordison the way a nigga get to drummin
and im wit ya whore again and i just got her
and im wit ya whore again and i just got her cummin

me and brodie in that whip, all black bitch
tryna line a nigga, call it catfish
like some paperwork, im tryna count the stacks bitch
ridin round ya city wit the gat bitch

if that nigga talkin crazy, we gon fuck him up
v12 engine in a money truck
ridin round ya city do ya shitty with the
ridin round ya city do ya shitty with the cutters up

lil bitch, im on that evil shit
up in hell blowin L's wit a evil bitch
and i just put 10 up in the deagle clip
bet it flip a nigga, william regal bitch

ayyy, gon and clap it up
i told that bitch to back it up
and that shit you droppin trash, you need to pack it up
and if that nigga talkin crazy, we gon pack him up
ain't even into killin, im just chillin blowin pack n stuff

deadman walking, bitch im rollin like the undertaker
tryna cop a mf crib wit like a hundred acres
i aint finna stop until im ballin like the fuckin lakers
up the fuckin glock and flip a switch just like a fuckin breaker

(k shyne lyrics too based)

HADES! (FEAT. KARTIER K) [PROD. MUCLE999]

gotdamn i feel like jeezy back in 2004
got the 9 up on my waist, my trueys saggin to the floor
i got niggas comin back like i been remixing the blow
im jus tryna get the racks, lil bitch im dashin to the dough

ugh
nigga get your bands up
geekin, all these toxins in my body, i cant stand up
pussy nigga flodgin, know my body, told him man up
pussy nigga oppin like he bout it, he get blammed up

ugh
ridin with the same clique
all you need to know is that it mean niggas aint safe bitch
heard that nigga talkin on the team, then it get dangerous
and if that boy dont know me, he gon know just what the name is

hol up
bitch its yung flex
heard that nigga talkin, then we snappin bruh neck
i might pull up with the blade, dont even gotta tuck tecs
this that shini gang shit, now i know why they upset

pull up, spin his top jus like a switch tre
fully loaded chop, erase a nigga like a mistake
i aint with the talk, these pussy niggas hella bitch made
been up on this shit, bitch im your mf sensei

shini gang, we be some demons, finna give these niggas hell
we been smokin on his pack, and you can tell jus by the smell
came with 30 in the clip and throw that shit til i got 12
always with the gang, im never posted by myself

gotdamn i feel like jeezy back in 2004
got the 9 up on my waist, my trueys saggin to the floor
i got niggas comin back like i been remixing the blow
im jus tryna get the racks, lil bitch im dashin to the dough

2004 [PROD. VINOGRADOV]

smokin on that thraxx, i couldnt sell it if i tried to
roll the window down and him em up jus like a drive thru
made a couple bands off mp3s jus like its itunes
cant stop at "im him" cause im that mf guy too

walkin in the function with like more drip than a typhoon
yeaaa, lil bitch this that gucci flow
200 for the vintage slipknot tee like fuck your gucci store
i make the choppa twerk, look like he jerkin when that toolie blow

hol up, let the bass hit
let it go, leave him in a hole, when that k hit
leave him low, i might juug his hoe with my main bitch
ridin round your city, im with shini on that gang shit

these niggas be on lame shit
i feel like pain cause you gon know my fuckin pain bitch
i flex, its in the name bitch
tryna push a money truck like mf a range bitch
i been goin nuts, you pussy niggas on that same shit

ugh
agent 47, way i creep up out that cut
and send that nigga straight to heaven
ugh
nigga who you tellin? i might throw like 23
and leave the clip with bout like 7

talkin on the name and he get poked jus like a ipad
know he want the swag, these niggas watchin jus like imax
that boy gon be bitch until the day he roll his eyes back
up the 30, guess the day came early, thats jus my bad

smokin on that thraxx, i couldnt sell it if i tried to
roll the window down and him em up jus like a drive thru
made a couple bands off mp3s jus like its itunes
cant stop at "im him" cause im that mf guy too

I'M HIM (THAT GUY) [PROD. VINOGRADOV]

sigh (prod. nxtty) *shitcloud exclusive* (rare) (hosted by satan)

4 years of moonluvsluna :)

prod @buckx2

LYRICS <333
let me tell you how it go
my side of the story that nobody fuckin knows
how i found my fuckin soul
(where you come from?)
how i became who you know
(x2)

it started on a dark day
my homie said
“do you wanna trip out maybe on tuesday?”
(nah)
maybe we should move it later on
onto a friday
(yeah)
with the way i’m thinking i assumed that be the right way.

then come friday,
we open up the lucy
they ask me “what do you see?”
a lighthouse. a crystal.
the vision hit me like a missile
my homie said he got it
handed me a fuckin fistful,
and there it was in front of me
(luna)

amethyst.
it felt better than any muhfuckin therapist
take a sip, where’d it go ?
i ask and they don’t know.
feelin fuckin tipsy
and i’m lyin on the floor.
it’s just another mistake.
(x2)

that i think about to this day
wonderin if she’d be the same
would i have this little fame?
or would i put it to my brain?

amethyst.
it felt better than any muhfuckin therapist
it’s just another mistake
that i think about to this day
wonderin if she’d be the same
would i have this little fame?
or would i put it to my brain?

this track was made on may 27th, 2023, oopsies

AMETHYST / 4 YEARS (PROD. BUCKX2)

DESTROY ALL HUMANS FT. JATAN SATAN & VYTHE (PROD. WAFFARCHY + JATAN SATAN)

YOUD BETTER WATCH THE WAY YOU TALK TO ME 
PUT HIM IN THE BASEMENT AND I GIVE HIM A LOBOTOMY
THINK THAT IVE BEEN TALKING TO A GHOST AND ITS BEEN HAUNTING ME 
KEEP ON TALKIN SHIT YOULL CATCH A FIST AT HIGH VELOCITY 

I CANT FUCKING SLEEP IM AN INSOMNIAC 
BENADRYL INSIDE MY SYSTEM IM IN ZOMBIE LAND
I DONT GET IT WHY THE FUCK YOU STARTED TALKIN BACK
WE GON LEAVE YOU WITH SOME GASHES LIKE A DOG ATTACK

FUCK IT ILL GET HIGHER IMMA NEED A STRONGER DOSE THAN THIS
YOU THINK THAT YOUR MAKING NOISE WELL I AINT EVEN NOTICE IT
LATELY IVE BEEN ON THE EDGE I THINK IM WAY TO CLOSE TO IT
YOU A FAKE ASS MUTHA FUCKA STEADY ON SOME BOGUS SHIT


YOURE A PUPPET ON A STRING
THEYRE CONTROLLING WHAT YOU THINK
YOU KEEP TALKIN ALL THAT SHIT
FUCK THAT TALKIN THROW SOME SWINGS
YOU KEEP ACTING LIKE THE SHIT BUT YOUR NOT DOING ANYTHING
IF YOU WANT A PROBLEM WITH ME YOU CAN MEET ME IN THE RING

GET IT THROUGH YOUR BRAIN
YOU AND ME WERE NOT THE SAME
FROM THE BELLY OF THE BEAST MY YOUNGER DAYS WERE FULL OF PAIN
I DONT WANT A THING TO DO WITH YOU ALL YOU DO IS COMPLAIN
MAKE HIM FOLD UP UNDER PRESSURE LIKE IM MAKING PAPER PLANES

WITH MY BROTHERS WE BE FUCKED UP OFF THE EDIBLES
DONT BELIEVE A THING YOU SAY THERES REASONS TO BE SKEPTICAL 
I BE WITH YOUR SHAWTY AND SHES BENDING GETTING FLEXIBLE
IVE BEEN GETTING FUCKED UP I LIKE MIXING DIFFERENT CHEMICALS

YOUD BETTER WATCH THE WAY YOU TALK TO ME 
PUT HIM IN THE BASEMENT AND I GIVE HIM A LOBOTOMY
THINK THAT IVE BEEN TALKING TO A GHOST AND ITS BEEN HAUNTING ME 
IVE BEEN SMOKING ON THE PRESSURE ONLY TOP-SHELF QUALITY

I CANT FUCKING SLEEP IM AN INSOMNIAC 
BENADRYL INSIDE MY SYSTEM IM IN ZOMBIE LAND
I DONT GET IT WHY THE FUCK YOU STARTED TALKIN BACK
WE GON LEAVE YOU WITH SOME GASHES LIKE A DOG ATTACK

SMOKING OUT THE GLASS
LOAD A BOWL UP THEN I PASS 
YOU KEEP TALKING OUT YOUR ASS
LEARN TO HAVE SOME FUCKIN CLASS
IF I HAVE A JOB I NEED TO DO ILL FINISH UP THE TASK
I DONT WANNA HEAR ABOUT SHIT CAUSE I DIDNT FUCKIN ASK

IMMA HIT YOU WITH THE CUTTER
LIKE IM COOKIN UP SOME SUPPER
YOU A TWO FACED MUTHA FUCKER
TRYNA SWITCH UP ON YOUR BROTHERS
FUCK YO BITCH WITHOUT A RUBBER
YOU AINT NOTHING BUT A SUCKER
ALL MY BROTHERS REAL WE ALWAYS GON BEHERE FOR ONE ANOTHER 
IMMA HIT YOU WITH THE CUTTER

YOUD BETTER WATCH THE WAY YOU TALK TO ME 
PUT HIM IN THE BASEMENT AND I GIVE HIM A LOBOTOMY
THINK THAT IVE BEEN TALKING TO A GHOST AND ITS BEEN HAUNTING ME 
KEEP ON TALKIN SHIT YOULL CATCH A FIST AT HIGH VELOCITY 

I CANT FUCKING SLEEP IM AN INSOMNIAC 
BENADRYL INSIDE MY SYSTEM IM IN ZOMBIE LAND
I DONT GET IT WHY THE FUCK YOU STARTED TALKIN BACK
WE GON LEAVE YOU WITH SOME GASHES LIKE A DOG ATTACK

Produced by LORENZO
Art by me
Will be on spotify at midnight tonigh

BASEMENT LOBOTOMY

BASEMENT LOBOTOMY (PROD. LORENZO)

@BLCKK
@evil-do-er

that shit you pissed bout, shit i prolly did it
talk, i bet that glock gon make your jaw lock like its molly in it
we aint hardly start, you think this hard, but bitch i'm hardly spittin
ball like im john wall, i need that money tall as scottie pippen, like ugh

he cant take it, but that bitch can dish it
.223, that brand new arp, and this shit mint condition
pull up to your house, and air it out like aint no windows in it
9 straight to his jaw, like fuck the law, nah they cant fuckin pin it

niggas must be paralyzed if they aint feelin me
half these niggas rappin parasites, like where the guillotines?
mf your squad, get right with god, cause bitch yall finna meet
i be goin hard, these niggas soft, cant match my energy

like cmon, come test my gangsta bitch
bronem cuttin up, im inna cut just like a razor bitch
up that flame and torch him, brand new forces, cant even chase the bitch
violence, i endorse it, use his blood n shit to chase the fifth

VIRULENCE (FEAT. BLCKK) [PROD. EVILDOER]

w ranny!
https://soundcloud.com/rannylishh

somebodysmelllikeshi. @mlb @ranny #surf

SHÏNÏ GÄNG.

BEATS/CONTACT: yungflexlaflare@gmail.com

2004 [PROD. VINOGRADOV]

YUNG FLEX