this shit slaps harder than a belt from a step father

Scream With Me

NEFARIOUS [FT. WHOKILLEDXIX] (IG: @zoomthrax)

LYRICS:
Sippin on that biccardi
She welcome me to the party
Give me that golden ticket
to that pussy, feeling like I’m Charlie 
Couple of thotties feeling naughty
Barbie got good ‘nani
Like oh no, slow your roll girl

I know you want some more
Bend over baby touch your toes
Wanna see you drop it low, limbo!
The way she look over her shoulder drive me loco
Like!

I know you want some more
Bend over baby touch your toes
Wanna see you drop it low, limbo!
The way she look over her shoulder
A yah-yah yah-yah

Bend it back back back 
Bend it back back back 
Bend it back back back 
Like oh no, slow your roll

Walk up in the function like a million bucks
No fucks when I to start to 
cause a public ruckus
I be rocking that Ed Hardy, kinda hard to miss me,
You can miss me with that fuck shit, cos I came to party Like

Oh my god, she shake it, naked
Damn that ass intoxicating
I’m so faded, toxic, wasted
Oh no, slow your roll!

Now she go, left, right, up, down, booty hit the ground
Putting cheatcodes on her ass, super booty powers
Shaking and dropping it low, turn the music louder
In the zone, ain’t going home til the early hours nah uh

I know you want some more
Bend over baby touch your toes
Wanna see you drop it low, limbo
The way she look over her shoulder drive me loco
Like!

I know you want some more
Bend over baby touch your toes
Wanna see you drop it low, limbo
The way she look over her shoulder drive me loco
Like!

Bend it back back back 
Bend it back back back 
Bend it back back back 
Like oh no, slow your roll



Aye I gotta fight B just to see what he bout 
And yes I always got the heat on me like skin in the south 
They know fasho that i'm the coldest out the city no doubt 
And baby girl I know you want me so bitch open ya mouth 
Yes sir i'm breaking in the game just like the door to your house 
I might just fuck up on your baby getcha daughter some clout 
I’m contemplating going in so is you down or you out
I love the rain and for my nina it ain’t never a drought 
It’s like newport smoke might choke, no stroke
She suck dick, might curl my toes 
Boots on go, all gems on froze
Vlone on soul, all dark i know
Uh if seek test he best get strolled 
She slob like pest her neck no joke 
Outcast set like vet no fold
Lil mama reaching for my pockets, feel money right where my cock is, uh huh


I know you want some more
Bend over baby touch your toes
Wanna see you drop it low, limbo
The way she look over her shoulder drive me loco
Like!

I know you want some more
Bend over baby touch your toes
Wanna see you drop it low, limbo
The way she look over her shoulder drive me loco
Like!

Bend it back back back 
Bend it back back back 
Bend it back back back 
Like oh no, slow your roll

LIMBO

▶️ LYRIC VIDEO

LIMBO (ft. NIKKO) 🍑Prod. S1NINJA🍑

PASTOR PRANAV

EL DIABLO POLLO

EL DIABLO POLLO (Feat. Bumboi + Day$okee)(prod. pranav)

prism

TIKI TO THE TOE

TIKI TO THE TOE (prod.pranav)

lyrics: 

i got a bad lil biddy
hit her dance, shake that ass in the back drop
grippin with a plan, i be laughing when the mac pop
feelin like the man, huh?
where the stash spot?
run into the gang, leave you prayin when that ass drop
blade drain veins, got a target on you
i bang janes, AKs and a rocket or two
i be chillin in the back, 8 racks for the strap
name tag X'd out, i ain't arguing dude

i ain't rocking with the bean or the lean, too
nigga get it poppin with the beam, i am evil
niggas hella gaudy in the scene, they be see through
pussy not a problem, got the keys like i'm riku

damn
ay, where the party?
ay
ay, let's get it started
ay
heard that pussy nigga want a fuckin problem
eat his damn face, pussy nigga, i am starving

12 men dead, spun the block on my skateboard
12 came in, saw the blood on my baseboards
5.56 or the glock with the razor
i can't pick, outta stock i got 8 more
lil rezzy got a bone to pick
i'm on the road to rich
they try to clone the shit, huh
and if he rippin like a vulture, shit
i'm not opposed to clips
and I will fold your shit up

out on all platforms

heat signature (prod. stvrfire)

H4LO

lyrics:

Signs of a lover
Write her divine in my notes
I was into conversations
Pure façade was blowing smoke
If I rework all my flaws 
It would create a solid mess
So how the fuck I change my character?
Protect me from the rest

You chose a noble form of validation, but got it rough 
I don’t wanna give my time in a mixed up crowd
No fake ass show of love
It’s rather toxic how yo girl 
Has ya leashed up at her waist
Got an empty mind, no free will
Obediently paced

An I know that losing yo head is so tragic 
Believe me bro I done been there before
You take a mental to gutters and let it decay 
It surprises us no more

Buts it’s neva gonna get yo lies to no places
Nothin but a “fool it all” till yo dead
If you really wanna brush it off
And start new mothafucka 
Gotta kill the old and just shed

Coupled feel original
I feel out of place
Stuck in life that’s digital
Needle to the face
And I know it’s nun but easy
For your medicated soul
But man your worth through aggravation 
Never mediates that hole

You like a wildfire burnin
Make that California smoke
It’s a fear of time invested
Trade that suffer for some hope
He just scared of having no one
Thinks that solitude is death
How the fuck you live in fallacy
This shit just make no sense

We cross the line, entertainment
Thousands of tropes
Done giving it my own dedication
How it stands I dropped you both
Not feelin no form of relic patience
Better chance, I’d fuck a friend
I see those people that come close to you
Don’t trust no shady act of theirs

Bitch you fucked that life of hers
Yeah when she gave the most
Ain’t nothin but a novelty to so few
An ya neva gonna understand what I’m sayin bout ya
Sad an pathetic how I’m always on ya mind
Live attention less existence 
Out of sight and out of mine

So now you handle the rest 
Of it all, that’s yo life
And you live with this man
Who you fucked over twice

One day this mothafucka gon come back
And see the error of his ways
And on that day I’ll laugh in spite
Of the future I wrote bout bitch

nervexx

smoke (prod. morecalcium)

produced by @jamesgorczyca1

i break the mind
i waste the time
the low, the high
the cult, the vibe
i kill myself
to come to life
i trade my eyes for parasites
i leave behind 
the heir, the right
to wear the crown
i tear it down
i feel myself
the crumbling wealth
i'm just alright

will i ever feel alive again?

anything wrong with me couldn't be real
and i push it deep in my soul

break a muthafucka into stardust x4

everything is perfect, everything is great
and i don't have no complaints, i know you all can relate
everything is dismal, everything is blank
everybody is complacent, and ain't nothing change
life so full of love, head so full of strain
i've committed, no time to hesitate
i'll be just another speck along the plane

i got the option to eat
i got the privilege to dream
i got the balance to reach
all of my obstacles leaped
i'm never lost in the sea
and i'm so poppin it reeks
don't pay no college, no fee
i'm keepin my brothers fed
shoutout to my brothers dead
i love my hoes and my checks
i'm on the boat and i flex
but i can't help but resent
can't help but lose my respect
when everything is the same
desires have nothing left

i break the mind
i waste the time
the low, the high
the cult, the vibe
i kill myself
to come to life
i trade my eyes for parasites
i leave behind 
the heir, the right
to wear the crown
i tear it down
i feel myself
the crumbling wealth
i'm just alright

will i ever feel alive again?

everything is perfect, everything is great
and i don't have no complaints, i know you all can relate
everything is dismal, everything is blank
everybody is complacent, and ain't nothing change
life so full of love, head so full of strain
i've committed, no time to hesitate
i'll be just another speck along the plane

anything wrong with me couldn't be real 
and i push it deep in my soul

break a muthafucka into stardust x4

stardust (prod. JAMES GORCZYCA)

"Laisse Vivre" gathers 16 tracks recorded between 2010 and 2025: fleeting smiles, quiet breakups, denied payments, desires sneaking back uninvited. Simple refrains, limping words, harmonies that hesitate, and thats exactly their charm. A bittersweet, lo-fi honest record.

Dans un monde pressé qui rêve de performance et d’efficacité, Pierre Citron choisit de freiner dans les virages. Ses chansons, tantôt lentes, tantôt en équilibre fragile, posent leur vérité sans éclats. Elles s’installent discrètement dans nos pensées saturées, comme un passager silencieux sur un banc public.

Laisse Vivre, c’est seize morceaux cueillis entre 2010 et 2025, autant de petites éclaboussures de vie : un sourire qui traîne, une rupture avalée sans mot, un virement refusé, une envie revenue par surprise.

Ici, les refrains sont simples, les mots parfois bancals, les harmonies hésitent - mais c’est précisément ce qui les rend vrais. C’est un disque doux-amer, honnête et sans costume, à écouter allongé dans un canapé, les yeux perdus au plafond, ou debout dans une after-cuisine à deux heures du matin.

👉 Limited Edition Vinyl - 25 copies (Sold Out)

Bandcamp

Pierre Citron - Laisser Vivre - 05 Ça te regarde si je te regarde

VIDEO: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=165Jdjqamo0

FT. ERIC NORTH, JOHNNASCUS, HMK, BLCKK, BMG
FT. ALDIBS FROM WENDIGO, LiL CUBENSiS, ROYALTY THE KIDD
FT. AFOURTEEN

LYRICS:
https://genius.com/Lil-darkie-methhead-freestyle-lyrics

METHHEAD FREESTYLE (FT. ERIC NORTH, JOHNNASCUS, HMK, BLCKK, BMG) (PROD. WENDIGO)

EXORCIST (PROD. MATHIASTYNER)

DNR: @Donotresurrect
Producer: @YUNGMERCYKILL
Art: @kidmangx

LYRICS:

[HOOK: MERCYKILL]
RED DOT
AIM IT GET A HEADSHOT
SMOKIN WEED AT MY SPOT
SUICIDAL THOUGHTS YEAH THEY MIGHT CROSS
RED DOT
AIM IT GET A HEADSHOT
SMOKIN WEED AT MY SPOT
SUICIDAL THOUGHTS YEAH THEY MIGHT CROSS

[VERSE 1: MERCYKILL]
ON MY MIND CAUSE IM A SUICIDAL KID
I GOT TIME TO TRIP ANOTHER FUCKIN LID
I DONT REALLY CARE ABOUT THE FUTURE THAT MUCH
I JUST KNOW A THING OR TWO BOUT BAD LUCK
THATS TUFF
NOW LIVE WITH IT
I DONT GIVE A FUCK BOUT YO ISSUES GO AND DEAL WITH IT
I MIGHT HIT A LICK WHEN IM 95
SCOOTIN IN MY WHEELCHAIR TO DRIVEBYES
IMA TAKE A PISS WHEN I STROLL ON BY
I BE GETTIN HIGH WHEN THE SUN RISE
I DONT GIVE A FUCK BOUT THE MONEY BUT ITS THERE
SPEND IT ALL ON DRUGS SO IM ALWAYS IN THE AIR
THINK ABOUT IT TO MUCH I MIGHT CUT MY FUCKING HAIR
ROLL ANOTHER BLUNT IMA HUG A FUCKIN BEAR

[BREAK]
I BEEN TOO DAMN FUCKED UP FOR WAY TOO LONG WHEN THE MOTHER FUCKER SINGIN THEY BE SINGIN MY SONG
RED DOT
AIM IT GET A HEADSHOT
SMOKIN WEED AT MY SPOT
SUICIDAL THOUGHTS YEAH THEY MIGHT CROSS

[VERSE 2: DO NOT RESURRECT]
IMA HIT HIM WITH A RED DOT
IMA GET A HEADSHOT
IMA GET LIKE 10 KNOTS
BURY YOU IN BEDROCK
NIGGA YOU A DAMN COP
GET UP OUT MY DAMN SPOT
I BEEN KINDA RICH
I JUST WANNA SEE HIS HEAD POP
THEN IMA FUCK HIS BITCH WHILE WE LISTENING TO SLIPKNOT
IMA TAKE A PIC THEN I POST IT TO HIS DESKTOP
NIGGA I BEN TOO DAMN COLD
MY HUMAN SOUL
BEEN HELD UP IN A UFO
SHE DOIN COKE
I TOLD HER THAT SHE TOO DAMN SLOW
SO MOVE THAT BLOW
IM BOUT TO HIT A KILLSTREAK
YOU NOTHIN BUT A NEW X CLONE
NOW WHAT YOU WANT NIGGA
?
SHE TOLD ME DADDY TELL ME WHEN AND IMA BUSS WITH YA
SHE THICK AND TATTED STILL DONT THINK THAT IM IN LOVE WITCHA
NEVER BEEN A THUG NIGGA
LOOK AT WHERE THEM DRUGS GETCHA

[HOOK: MERCYKILL]
RED DOT
AIM IT GET A HEADSHOT
SMOKIN WEED AT MY SPOT
SUICIDAL THOUGHTS YEAH THEY MIGHT CROSS
RED DOT
AIM IT GET A HEADSHOT
SMOKIN WEED AT MY SPOT
SUICIDAL THOUGHTS YEAH THEY MIGHT CROSS

Deadshot! (ft. do not resurrect)

Prod. ARYEL & GX

Lyrics: 
XEL
I'ma hit a lick put his hands up pronto!
Goin for the shot, yeah like a n*gga Rondo.
I'ma sweep through the cut on some sus shit Prompto!
And I run up through his crib yeah i'm askin where his mom go?
That bitch ride goofy yeah she pushin like it's mongo.
AK bangin on your door like a bongo.
Yeah the timing is perfect, like a water type she squirt it.
Turn me up on the track little n*gga you ain't heard this.
Hit him with a strong side B like im Banjo.
Yeah i'm takin all his money and we leave him in a bando.
Watch his bitch go down got me askin where the hands go?
I don't treat this like a song man, it's another rant bro.
And you tryin really hard but you know you really can't though.
Yeah fuckin on that bitch and you know she a fan bro.
I'm knockin up a bitch like a n*ggas name Malphite.
Watch a n*gga beat the case because I don't leave clues for the black light, hit her like last night.
Kill a n*gga quick yeah read him off his last rights. 
Kill him off fast right.
Never finish last right?
Spend the whole bag you know it never fuckin last right? 
Shots from the spas right?
No I never pass right?
She a hottie from the culdisac call her Naz right?
Flip her on her back uh, lay her on a mat uh.
Sock up in her mouth yeah them cheeks about to clap uh.
YUH!
 Yeah she drop it to the ground and she do what I say so.
Kill the kitty 9 times yeah my killstreak a pavelow. 
I'm not playin with you nigga man you think this shit a game bro?
I'm bringin down fire chopper gunner it's the rain bro.
Man stay up in your lane bro, you niggas are some lame bros.
Got me takin 3 stocks off the n*gga like it's smash bros.
Yeah I spin a n*gga block like i'm Bandicoot Crash bro.
Got my finger on a trigger kinda itchy like a rash bro UH!

Prompto Verse
Tell me something baby got me feeling kinda wavy make you sea sick like im davey Jones do not leave me lone hear my tone mix it up 180 spin around you drive me crazy amg Mercedes we can roll yeah I bet you know 

It suck a dick uhuh tell your mans whatsup 
Bottom Jihn pop pop 
Bitch I’m fed up up
You know I pop off
I’m just saying watch out 
I’ma fight knock out
Ima hit lights out

Repeat:
Tell me something baby got me feeling kinda wavy make you sea sick like im davey Jones do not leave me lone hear my tone mix it up 180 spin around you drive me crazy amg Mercedes we can roll yeah I bet you know

☢TRASH AMV☢

🌎EARTHBOUND🌎w/ PROMPTO (Prod. GX & ARYEL)*ON ALL PLATFORMS*

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Prod. by DIMEBAGGIE
Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/dimebaggie/

Additional Production from Downfvll
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Lyrics:
[Hook]
Oh we caught a live one! Oh we caught a live one
Oh we caught a live one! Fuck it imma light one
Ain't a better hill to die on, better hill to die on
Mothafuckin shadow like, what the fuck I gotta hide from
[Verse]
Put you on the B-Side, jack, It's the other side that I want
Floatin' off the ground, jack
Swingin' from a powerline, swingin' from the pylons
I land and never make a sound
That paper sad oi, faker than a tabloid
See me mad, you don't wanna get to that point
I don't like a muthafucka if he actin' mad coy
Imma stick a 57 FN in a Frat Boy
Imma kick it til it kickstart! Fuck it imma pretend that I don't wanna cut into your hand
Rip it into six parts
I got a plan, I'm gonna hop in the van, a bomb inside of the engine
Drive and crash into the Quick Mart
Irony, I'm only feelin' healthy when my bucks fat
Playin' with my profit, you get buried, you could trust that
I was with the zombies thumbin' paper with the undead
Keep ya broad, I got the Bloody Mary givin' dumb head
Got no manners, missed the hammer now my thumb red
Pretty colors all I see inside my blunt head
We don't take demands, I mean I ain't heard what the chump said
Shit got outta hand, he kick the can and now the chump dead
[Hook]
Oh we caught a live one! Oh we caught a live one
Oh we caught a live one! Fuck it imma light one
Ain't a better hill to die on, better hill to die on
Mothafuckin shadow like, what the fuck I gotta hide from

The Pylons (Prod. DIMEBAGGIE)

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Deadshot! (ft. do not resurrect)

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