prod & mix by me

Lyrics:
I just want to rob or steal shit
kill a motherfucker with a nine, a steel switch
smothered undercover when I ride
That blunt hittin', Wrist slitted Ima meet god
Tell that motherfucker die right now
I'm getting high right now, touch the sky
Wanna be numb right now, don't know why
Really don't like this life that I got
But ima make the best of it till I rot
Empty empathy don't really give a fuck
I empty magazines and still don't give a fuck
I run through your pockets, I know i'm coming up
That boy feel funny till we get to buckin' up
And now he bitching he don't see the vision
Really think he need to finish the mission
Pieced up, 5 feet to the face
Geeked up, how we run to the bank
Fist fucked, throw yo body away
Glock tucked, what the fuck you gone say?
Four-tone purple, blood, mud and waste
That's fucked, Sosa laugh at the case
That's tough, see the bitch in is face
50 say, we gettin' rich or we ain't
Minimum wage not the way that we rock
Rather be dead in a motherfucking box
Fist fucked, throw yo body away
Glock tucked, what the fuck you gone say?
Four-tone purple, blood, mud and waste
That's fucked, Sosa laugh at the case

I got no patience
I got a problem I face it
Smoke 50 blunts and I'm sober, I hate this
I got a pump on the road
Draco in the trunk, I blast at the foes
I hate hoes
Don't need no bitch on my payroll
I made this beat and I spit cold
I whip the whip, I got bankroll
Headshot when I shoot, hoe
Red-dot on that coupe, blow
His head off of a that roof, go
Like anywhere that I want to, no fucks given

I just want to rob or steal shit
kill a motherfucker with a nine, a steel switch
smothered undercover when I ride
That blunt hittin', Wrist slitted Ima meet god
Tell that motherfucker die right now
I'm getting high right now, touch the sky
Wanna be numb right now, don't know why
Really don't like this life that I got
But ima make the best of it till I rot
Empty empathy don't really give a fuck
I empty magazines and still don't give a fuck
I run through your pockets, I know i'm coming up
That boy feel funny till we get to buckin' up
And now he bitching he don't see the vision
Really think he need to finish the mission
Pieced up, 5 feet to the face
Geeked up, how we run to the bank
Fist fucked, throw yo body away
Glock tucked, what the fuck you gone say?
Four-tone purple, blood, mud and waste
That's fucked, Sosa laugh at the case
That's tough, see the bitch in is face
50 say, we gettin' rich or we ain't
Minimum wage not the way that we rock
Rather be dead in a motherfucking box

FACE MY PATIENCE

Mixed by: LvL7
Masterd by: LvL7
Beat by: prod. yxnglyz

               -Lyrics-

PSALMS 23:6
“Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil: for thou art with me; thy rod and thy staff they comfort me” 


Can’t block out tha screens
Everybody wanna fuck wit me
I Be that everybody
Wanna fucking see
and I say fuck that
Bitch boi everybody bleeds
I’m on my comeback bitchboi
I got somewhere to be!

Now I’m back bitch
Idgaf what ya think
Bitch I’m bad bitch
Hang wit bad kids in tha paint
Gotta bad bitch 
and she throwing ass when I sing
Gotta bad bitch 
And she throwing ass when I sing

Now I’m back bitch
Idgaf what ya think
Bitch I’m bad bitch
Hang wit bad kids in tha paint
Gotta bad bitch 
and she throwing ass when I sing
Gotta bad bitch 
and she throwing ass when I sing

Can’t block out tha screens
Everybody wanna fuck wit me
I Be that everybody
Wanna fucking see
and I say fuck that
Bitch boi everybody bleeds
I’m on my comeback bitchboi
I got somewhere to be!

BLOCKOUTTHESCREAMS!(Prod. yxnglyz)

I've Made Some Gills

whats the move?

Mr. Cruel (Prod. Requiem Cult)

silhouettes evading my vision I know they lurking close/
blackened halls, will have you wishing we had some light that would glow/
sweat drip down from my victim, he scared I got the pole/
doesn’t even know what’ll hit him, he never getting old/

fuck if I’m so evil, my brain has been on some different shit/
one day im chill, but the next im feeling belligerent/
came to play with tools, these guns sounds magnificent/
all my ops fools, got shot up like they was 50 cent/

everyone deceased, his 9 lives got used up/
no one else to please, he died tryina do sumn/
bitch come pay the fees, this 45 go thru ya /
make the heat increase, the feds pussy some tuna/

tune into the next one/
prolly still depressed with some medication and new guns/
if im outta pills I just empty out all my bank funds/
fuck it imma take some/
prolly take another and contemplate all the shit I done/

SILHOUETTES [PROD. NEKOGOD]

Coastlines

Stream: https://hypeddit.com/outcastblocknikkodaegho/holographic
Featuring @NIKKO-NRG @DAEGHO
produced by: @VEINNNN

Lyrics: 

(NIKKO)
Brought my laser turn him to a hologram
Make a pussy back up w my razor * pointer
Understand 
I come from a family where they’d whack you over arroz con pan 
Fee fi - boy here I fum w thumper hit the running man 
Jack I’m offa bean so I might stalk you if there’s beef between us 
Climb up to the cribo if you really want to meet this penis 
Talkin bout my dick 
The one that’s got a pair of tits attached to it 
In fact it actually looks like nuts when starting shooting from the hip 
At your bitch
I'm way to lit these others artists make me bic wait I mean sick 
Infected illness in my larynx
I don’t talk but I can spit 
Yes I can rip apart a 5th of fucking vodka in the dark 
Then start my car and plead the 6th 
Yes but I really needa 8th 
To stop these voices in my brain 
Pray to god that he could soften hearts cause mine is hard and baby imma really go insane 
I get nauseas at the thought of other people walking round and breathing, talking like they all ain’t in my way 

(DAEGHO)
Mr. Don Dodda
Bed rocker, cranium fucker
Pump ya daughter 
Leave her legs shaking like maracas
I’m so toxic 
But I promise that’s nothing compared to what my pops is
Dump him in an underwater coffin filled with Cucurachas

Red Holographic
Target acquired
Pull the pin from the grenada
Wipe the grin from his mata
Watch the body parts rain 
Like a split open piñata
Humpty Dumpty cracked his noggin
Now he pouring out poison

Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah uh yeah
Welcome to freak-show
Watch me through the peep hole
These people are sick in the head, and need help
But that’s something I’m not willing to sell

Cos I’d rather see you struggle and squirm
Like worms in the dirt
I snatched the chain off your neck pussy boy, kill confirmed
You see, the things that I’ve earned, I worked for and deserved them
Universally respected ‘cos I spit with a purpose
I’m for real
Yeah, I’m for certain
These rapper’s rhymes so shallow you can see through the surface
Fuck the underground
So many clowns in this circus
Severing these serpents
One by one
Now close the curtains

HOLOGRAPHIC

HOLOGRAPHIC (feat. NIKKO & DAEGHO)

A song about how humans need to be more purpose oriented

Humanity’s Insanity - DFS/SHWT

STREAM HERE -> idm.fm/itcreeps

with @sectunit (Cardeaire Jack) 
prod. @nimbustwokay
mix by me

____________

LYRICS

Lord Gasp :
I feel my life’s been slowly taken away..

who up creepin in my basement lately
one eye open i’m a cyclope, baby
both hands grip tight locked on my sanity 
that sick thing that i carry starting to carry me

WHO UP creeping
like slime in the attic   
cyanide smile
lick his lips like wow
the eyes roll back
with a snow white glow
and god cant hear me thru this twenty buck door

WHO UP creeping
like slime in the attic   
eyes roll back
with a snow white glow
blood runs black when the drug cease flow
and god cant hear me thru this fifty buck door

My broken teeth
big hollow cheeks
black color forming pits under my eyes, it creeps

slow cadance
no calories, can’t balance me
bank teller the only one that comfort grief

shit bottled, bad rubber neck, keep poppin tears
i buckled up and ride the train, my brain is bleached
my wrinkles turn to jello, i rang out of reach
they come fuck with my shit when they ran out of meat

I feel my life’s been slowly taken away..

Sect unit :
I'm a broken muhfucka it’s been like that for a while 
ever have to wake up every day and force a fuckin smile 
i ain’t like these otha niggas bein emo, for a style
yall just wanna be cool, im paranoid with mental issues
like who you talkin to my personality is split too
either way i don’t wanna hear it so i just gotta dismiss you 
internal battles, i don’t know which part of me to commit to
hallucinations, who the fuck is callin my name
stayin sober cause i dont wanna, alter my brain
maybe im goin insane
maybe im not
but really who callin my name, like can you just stop
and all the creepy shit i see i might just paint a picture 
i used to drown myself in liquor don’t give me a mixture 
i tried to get into the scripture it wasn’t a fixer
im feelin lost, in my head is a dim light that only flickers

Lord Gasp:

I feel my life's been slowly taken away..

Coastlines

MERCYKILL