I thought was listening to dead shot lol, then I realized this a whole thing lol

The Upload

GOTH GIRLS [PROD. KASUMI]

Mixed together some songs I made in 2020-2022

ft corpsecartel

art creds- sludge life
public cuz its fun to listen to

@Digitized_Globe e-show set @YUNGMERCYKILL

MYLE$: https://soundcloud.com/mobbinmyles

Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/artist/2JGKJ2a2ukSZgxRyoHoTIt

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NEW AGE Ft. MYLE$

GARGOYLE (prod. HEKS x 33marrow)
HHM 747 TRASH

Official Music Video:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=m2jSTnqNxJo

Lyrics:
(Hook)
And I'm hoppin out the grave
Catacomb, walking out the coffin, no moon, i been stomping out the rain
Got a bullet in the brain
Pullup out the coffin, no jaw, Jigsaw with the mask up on the face
I ain't ever gon play no games though
Gold up on the fangs, okay okay
Catch a body, make a stain, taking halos
I could never leave a trace, okay okay

Glock forty, bullets spray your body
Feening lately, spiders on me crawling
I got ops watching, but they never got me
Got a demon with me, i aint scared of falling
ROOF
Ridin round robbin all the rich
ROOF
Riding round grimey off rip
ROOF
riding round i been in the mix
ROOF

(Verse)
Scythe in my hand, wipe the blood from blade, i could rip out your soul with it
Chain on me Voodoo, i come for your bones
Hellhound Militia, the ghost and the family
He testing the gang then we leaving em broke
Glock with a scope,
Skeleton boy so the girls on my dick with me always on go
Who want the smoke with me?
Pullup with gang for the throne, you want problems im making em choke

Hole in my chest where my lung is, i cut out my heart and i start to decay
I keep that rot on my body, your bitch said she want me, a zombie she gimme her brain
Walk out the dungeon, i move on your block, keep my hand on your neck, im gon take off your chain
I bought a glock for my mama, my blood stay protected, you know im gon put that on gang
I put the glick to your skully, im cocking it back and your body gon turn to a range
Im with gorillas and villains, we come from the dirt, see the scars, you and me not the same
i send a shot at em often, im never gon lack, I been loading up bodies in graves
Came from the cell fully auto, im hollow, its still free my brothers from outta the cage

Scythe in my hand, wipe the blood from blade, i could rip out your soul with it
Chain on me Voodoo, i come for your bones
Hellhound Militia, the ghost and the family
He testing the gang then we leavin em broke
Glock with a scope, skeleton boy so the girls on my dick with me always on go
Who want the smoke with me
Pullup with gang for the throne, you want problems im making em choke

(Hook)
And im hoppin out the grave
Catacomb, walking out the coffin, no moon, i been stomping out the rain
Got a bullet in the brain
Pullup out the coffin, no jaw, Jigsaw with the mask up on the face
I ain't ever gon play no games though
Gold up on the fangs, okay okay
Catch a body, make a stain, taking halos
I could never leave a trace, okay okay

Glock forty, bullets spray your body
Feening lately, spiders on me crawling
I got ops watching, but they never got me
Got a demon with me, i aint scared of falling
ROOF
Ridin round robbin all the rich
ROOF
Riding round grimey off rip
ROOF
riding round i been in the mix
ROOF
Riding round forty on the wrist
ROOF

GARGOYLE (prod. HEKS x ³³marrow) (Video in Desc.)

written / performed by @blckbrds
prod. @zepelinbeats
eng. @tumaggz

DEATHSTROKE

Skorn3896 - The Sun Wont Shine Anymore Without You Here

WHAT A SHAME (prod. rexpy)

ROLEPLAY - YNG MARTYR X OMXNEMO (ft. LUCIE’S NIGHTMARE + ISSBROKIE) (PROD. YUKII)

LOCKJAW

LOCKJAW Feat.PRXJEK(prod.pranav)

OUTCAST BLOCK X HURT
prod.vaniuusa
@daegho
@nikkonrg
@xelishurt

KILL EM BODY  FT. Daegho, NIKKO & Xelishurt

BLOOD CREEK W/ NIKKO X DAEGHO (PROD. DABEAST)

prod.Kiraw 
Artwork : @MVRTYR

*Lyrics*

(NIKKO)
Ain't no such thing as love
Hearts a bottomless pit
You dying the 6th
And tonight is the 5th
Watch what's out your mouth
Or I'm letting it spit
Yuh grim reap
On the side of my hip
Straight smoking a cig waiting for me to rip
Size of my dick
Every pussy got grip

(K.V.N)
Yuh yuh
Every pussy got lip
How the fuck I'm only 22 I ain't quit
How the fuck you looking at me jealous
You a bitch
Worry bout another motherfucker
Ride dick
(Aye) I don't wanna fuck with nobody I got my squad
You can get the fuck out if you ain't playing your part
Bitch I'm raising the bar
You ain't on shit I'm making these hits in my car
Bitch yuh
Aye, life is just a gamble don't get fist fucked
Aye , lookin in the mirror like "bitch what"
Uh , niggas know the truth but don't say shit huh
That's why you fake and I don't fuck with you I'm sick bruh

(NIKKO)
Ain't no such thing as love
Hearts a bottomless pit
You dying the 6th
And tonight is the 5th
Watch what's out your mouth
Or I'm letting it spit
Yuh grim reap
On the side of my hip
Straight smoking a cig waiting for me to rip
Size of my dick
Every pussy got grip

(NIKKO)
Cocks out
For any pussy got lip
Bitch I ride round with an oppas head on a stick
Outside the crib blood drip from my kicks
How the fuck you think we leaving footprints in this bitch nigga
It's all set
Soon as he gon walk in, knock off his head
And I love the way they drip when they're -
All red
Mix an outcast in the drink they sipping and drop dead
Xel get 'em

(Xelishurt)
Ay yuh
Life is a bottomless pit
Need a goth bitch so bad slit on her wrists
She need a nigga thats pissed yuh
A nigga like this yuh
Sky so sunny these the days that i miss yuh
Run up in a store with a bag i dont miss huh
See the 9 bang minus 3 now its 6 yuh
King with a crown in my town you a little bitch
I might let it shoot like a star bitch
Make a wish
Take another risk yuh
Baddest of the bitch yuh
Niggas talk shit meeting 5 like my fist yuh

GR!P

GR!P ft. K.V.N & Xelishurt (prod.Kiraw)

GANJA GOBLIN

"GANJA GOBLIN"(prod. pranav)

Free

prod by gmp, zak ali & 4ria


SPOTIFY LINK BELOW


https://open.spotify.com/track/2yLZAeViNb16Q6tQ2SYL58

lyrics: 

look at these problems, you started yourself 
while i sharpen my skill set for stardom to pelt 
& propel you to melt 
so please pardon my yells 
cause my therapist says i’m too hard on myself 
& i harp on the shit that you did so unwell 
it exist in conditions, i’m starving to tell 
instead i stay timid, get lost in my shell 
and i run a new scrimmage like johnny manziel 
bitch i quit drinking, i’m sinking in vomit i belch 
and beginning to think i could opt for some help 
all of my thoughts they just linger like prisoners sit in a clink 
wish i could just be more limber 
or be less distinct 
instead i yell timber 
depressions in sync with my temper 
that shit all grows heavy 
i vent to my shrink till it’s slender as feathers 
meticulous new repetitions 
i let it relinquish what i can’t remember, so tender 
but what difference does it make 
with the distance that i take 
i’d rather never win than try to blend in with you fakes 
i spit the precious gems that descend to bottoms of lakes 
you wretched fucks are asbestos, i can’t try to behave 
i don’t want to spend any more time tryna debate 
i’m still tryna climb the ladder up to meet my fate 
as the time shatters 
rewind, won’t align all your lies with my laughter 
i brine in sublime & latch onto my habits 
i find when i’m manic 
& till i go peak, all my passion is bleak 
until you all reach my new absence 
let that all read as my way of now getting complete 
and redeeming the panic 
this shit is no feat 
it’s a means of me slamming 
you hoes into granite 
you hoes all go show off your glow into cameras 
instagram models, be damned if i cannot fuck 
all of those filters can’t help what the damage does 
cause you’re a 6 just like digits from canada 
business as usual, city is cancerous 
writtens i drew the truth, so much less glamorous 
can’t handle gambles, i travel from 
lands where i drag my love forward 
with bags of drugs 
packing up 
i’ve got a lack of trust 
from all the knives in my back 
i’m not backing up 
cause all these wounds make my breathing hard 
like your damn asthma does 
you’ve got a bag of tricks 
well i’ve got active love 
holding raps captive 
connect them all like it’s a pack of plugs 
sold off the raps i sung 
you’re all so old, but you’re acting young 
tricks are for kids 
and i told em, i had enough 



look at these problems, you started yourself 
while i sharpen my skill set for stardom to pelt 
& propel you to melt 
so please pardon my yells 
cause my therapist says i’m too hard on myself 
& i harp on the shit that you did so unwell 
it exist in conditions, i’m starving to tell 
instead i stay timid, get lost in my shell 
and i run a new scrimmage like johnny manziel 



look at you 
look at you 
you little judgmental cunt 
now bitch look at you

judgmental c*nt

she like it when i talk to her like i dont give a fuck
she like it when i grab her neck and fuck her like a slut
she like it when i lock the chain and pull her like a mutt
but when im sad she says to open up but all i do is cut
im the king
im above
all these rappers fucking dumb
im so sick
of fake love
slit my wrists for fucking fun
i dont know how to help myself
i am fucking calling for help
this shit wont leave my brain oh well
wish i could fucking leave this hell
but i dont know
where the fuck i would go
maybe heaven maybe hell
only time will show
why the hell would you disobey your king
obey your orders
you may come forward
dont like your fucking attitude
obey your orders <3

@Digitized_Globe e-show set @YUNGMERCYKILL

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