this is def my fav gxner. song dude. "and i'd probly pipe down, thin gon' hurt a little bit" then my ears get absolutley ear raped. this songs amazing

Lemme mash a mix of literally wet dogshit because i have no talent and never will,....

https://soundcloud.com/278bddly/sets/102nd-ook-mix
www.instagram.com/278bddly/
PROD (IN ORDER):

MUD
WHISKAS
ANYTHINGTYPEBEATS
YUNG WRAITH
MANGUST
TRIPLESIXDELETE
TRACY ZOMBIE
MANGUST

@taijin0_0
@monky_man

102nd OOK MIX 2021

Disclaimer: This song is not about killing Russians.
(The fact that I need to clarify this in the first place is ridiculous)

Эта песня не об убийстве русских.
(Тот факт, что мне нужно уточнить это в первую очередь, нелеп)

art by me
instagram.com/spxxkyx
instagram.com/yxuragxner
instagram.com/717na_

SPOTIFY

NO RUSSIAN [FT. GXNER/717NA] [PROD. PHXTON]

YOU FUCKING DRAINED ME
I FALL FOR YOU
instagram.com/rejectedreyna

lyrics:
genius.com/Rejectedreyna-god-is-who-lyrics

GOD IS WHO

GOD IS WHO [prod. LOWKEYLUCIFER & LAMB]

BOMBS ON MY BACK W/ Fijix99 [ZEMAR]

instagram.com/spxxkyx
instagram.com/prod.v3nus
art by @llxveii

lyrics:
genius.com/Spxxky-mak-11-lyrics

MAK-11 [PROD. V3NUS]

(Fijix99)
I don’t talk
Got a blade inside the whip i rip yo face up
Oppositions, we got shooters we got ranged guns
Purple whip, opps talkin red rain’s tucked
Range Rover gutter crawlers count a day up

Fall to the scope when I watch em they get whipped like
Keep a knife pistol and a Glock in the day light
I got seven different snipers we own these like

 Ay green gutter with the rangers
Ripping up your body we get dangerous

Ay green gutter with the rangers
Ripping up your body we get dangerous

(KAMATAYAN)
don’t include me i’m in my head now
don’t stop up it we down
bitch i’m scary up in dull leaf town
and then they bury up a phone leave
carry up a four piece round
please be wary cause i rarely get the chrome
piece

i’m a touch down
i take your bitch to get this bone
grip a chrome
it go do do, this chop ain’t a puss
and you rockin’ a tutu
look at the rocks that we took
crystal blue, like the fucking meth that i cook
linking late night never read the rules in this book
she wanna fuck but i’m bouta go on tour
bitch i’m chilling with the gutter homies making guttercore
and they try to bite this shit
and they try to buy like store
but they’re poor

like wassup with boy
don’t dead stop
lesson learnt it oi
got the crack, like asylum
bitch duff fat, bitch a cat
then i rile em, like up bitch
duh i see all the shit talking
but they all fucking suck dick
in real life you keep walking

i let this choppa hit his tee tee
i take e e, dead as fuck
you fucking clout chasing ride d d
why you dick riding the gc
he get bopped in the head head
clip what i said said
it’s up in my hands
and it carry lead lead

imma bury in the backyard high
so nefarious like black tar
hide chrome thang in the black car
i hit em with the Y
pull up you go bye
tough shit poser boy
dump alone at night
the body in the bedroom
ended up in basement
pull up to the red room
fuck wrong tonight?
don’t think i’m gonna die
fuck wrong tonight?
don’t think i’m gonna die

ART BY @torture_world & @fijix99

BLACK TAR w/ Fijix99 (prod.phxton/mathiastyner)

IG: www.instagram.com/yxuragxner/
Spotify: open.spotify.com/artist/0NUH2RWvdkFdWSnv8iD3VW
Twitter: twitter.com/yxuragxner

@whereisdox voice acting

(prod @diklordefenil)

art by 천리경

Lyrics:

Uh bro he needs to shut up cause a problem he get rolled
Truey jeans along with prada couple hundred on these hoes
Hit your mother and your father they be laying down below
Baby you won't see tomorrow you gon' exit as a soul

Yeah somebody is not walking out alive (somebody is not walking out alive)
Yeah somebody is not walking out alive (somebody is not walking out alive)

I'm in your crib I'm going stupid hoe I dump that
I got a stick and when I shoot he's in a runtz pack
This a brand new blick it's gonna hit right where his lunch at
That hoe blowing nic, still suck my stuck and now her lungs black
Yeah, little hoe like what you running from?
I don't need no body bags, you fit in the trunk
Spin it back click, click, clack turn him to some dust
Spin it back click, click, clack turn him to some dust
Man I'm too locked in ain't nobody catching up
I'm wearing trueys, shooting slugs
We aren't the same we never was
Yeah
And now this hoe give me top in the background
He drop his addy, I pull up and smack down
Make him a zombie when I pull the mag out
Yeah said "I need him to stop bleeding now"
Stomped out, bleeding out
Murder rate is rising now
Murder rate is rising now
Murder rate is rising now

Uh bro he needs to shut up cause a problem he get rolled
Truey jeans along with prada couple hundred on these hoes
Hit your mother and your father they be laying down below
Baby you won't see tomorrow you gon' exit as a soul





SNUFFED SEPT. 3RD

SURVIVAL OF THE FITTEST (PROD. DIKLORDEFENIL)

LINKS:

GXNER:
IG: www.instagram.com/yxuragxner/
Spotify: open.spotify.com/artist/0NUH2RWvdkFdWSnv8iD3VW
Twitter: twitter.com/yxuragxner

DNFJAY (@dnfjay):
IG: www.instagram.com/dnfjay/
Spotify: open.spotify.com/artist/3ijzC6W6J…fqF-QiIXpfw&nd=1
Twitter: twitter.com/awilddnfjay

art: afxtik
prod: takizava + veno

LYRICS:

GXNER:
Yeah, lower the barrel to my gut
I got problems open up the pills then I dump
Said I'm rotten, imma turn your fam into dust
Stick gon' jam let it bust, mental fail I mean none
Late at night I can't help but lie awake
All my friends are prolly fake
Got no reason for a faith
Half the looks are prolly shade
Yelling just to go escape
I love giving my best effort just to end up second place

JAY:
cancer in my ribcage
to make me feel all right
and would you tell me how you feel if i
lay cold on the bathroom floor
shine light on the cocaine
can you help me
get a nosebleed
are you scared when you're with me

WALKIN WITH A BOMB IN MY HANDS
ITS A PROBLEM IN FACT
WHY YOU WASTING MY TIME
NO I CANT GET IT BCK

GXNER:
Yeah, I throw my phone at the window can't deal with the stress
I gotta battle my head
I gotta strattle these thoughts and then fall to the depths
Quick gotta catch on my breath
I wanna take my own face off, need it to break off
I wanna take out my flesh
I don't think I'll ever get it right
I don't think I'll ever get it right
I don't think I'll ever get it right
I don't think I'll ever get it right

JAY:
GET THE FUCK AWAY FROM ME
THERES NO SAVING ME
BANGIN ON MY DOOR
BITCH YOU WANTED MORE
ASK ME WHAT ITS WORTH
BURIED IN THE EARTH
THERES NO SAVING ME
SAVE THOSE FUCKIN WORDS

BREAKDOWN WHY YOU CRYIN OUT
CAUSE YOU SAID IT AGAIN FOR THE LAST TIME
BUT IM NOT HERE
DROWNIN UNDERWATER
BUT IT SEEMS FINE BY ME

FORGOT TO ASK IF YOUD DIE FOR ME

NO SAVING ME (FEAT. DNFJAY) (PROD. TAKIZAVA + VENO)

GXNER:
IG: www.instagram.com/yxuragxner/
Spotify: open.spotify.com/artist/0NUH2RWvdkFdWSnv8iD3VW
Twitter: twitter.com/yxuragxner

GUAP SENSEI (@guapsensei)
IG: www.instagram.com/guapsensei/
Spotify: open.spotify.com/artist/4XH9xkc2mNXR3VUt5Oehji

art @heptaknot

LYRICS:

I’m big stepping hoe i’m walking
I’m big stepping hoe i’m walking
I’m big stepping hoe i’m walking
You ain’t stepping, Stephen Hawking
I’m big stepping hoe i’m walking
I’m big stepping hoe i’m walking
I’m big stepping hoe i’m walking
You not stepping, Stephen Hawking

Yeah i went and hopped in the Corvette, hoe imma drive like I’m drunk
She wanna take off her corset, take out her organs knew i was sick from the jump
I love my scissors and forceps, it make the floor wet when she be leaking out blood
I put a hole in your forehead, i’m at your doorstep no you ain’t seeing the sun
Step back, please tell that hoe to go step back
Like i gotta chain she got neck tats
Like she wanna ring better dead that
Like i’m pouring codeine inside of my Fanta and i put this lead where his head at
Like she wanna call but I do not answer i just take her friend put her legs back

I’m big stepping hoe i’m walking
I’m big stepping hoe i’m walking
I’m big stepping hoe i’m walking
You ain’t stepping, Stephen Hawking
I’m big stepping hoe i’m walking
I’m big stepping hoe i’m walking
I’m big stepping hoe i’m walking
You not stepping, Stephen Hawking

said that i love my scissors but i think i love all these racks more bitch
told you i cared about you and i trusted you now you just turn around backstab quick
you got connects but dont worry bout that at the end ima always get the last laugh bitch
pull up on him and stitch him up like lilo
i put that boy on the line like a free throw
theres a reason that i aint fold
you the face of a pussy and so's your bro
threw me under the bus you was kickin low
if i catch him in person ill rip his throat
every person thats ever touched my brand other than me is a bitch
id love to see your head covered in pins
run up on me and get torn into bits

I’m big stepping hoe i’m walking
I’m big stepping hoe i’m walking
I’m big stepping hoe i’m walking
You ain’t stepping, Stephen Hawking
I’m big stepping hoe i’m walking
I’m big stepping hoe i’m walking
I’m big stepping hoe i’m walking
You not stepping, Stephen Hawking

STEPPING (FEAT. GUAP SENSEI) (PROD. JOKESMOKE)

IG: www.instagram.com/yxuragxner/
Spotify: open.spotify.com/artist/0NUH2RWvdkFdWSnv8iD3VW
Twitter: twitter.com/yxuragxner

(prod @takizava)
(art @yipyip)

LYRICS:
Yeah, ho don't love me she love pain
Yeah, that ho stripped my life away
Yeah, ho don't love me she love pain
Ah, put a bullet in my brain
Got like so much racks I know I break the bank
I don’t want death, contort my body into several shapes
Where my guns at? These hoes are gonna learn to fall in place
Where my love at? There’s no one around I can appreciate
Hoes gonna switch up and skulls gonna crack
I can’t feel a thing got a knife in my back
Got way too much money I’m chasing the sack
Ho all on my balls, she chasing my sack
Like all of these hundreds my pockets get fat
Ho check out my numbers, ho check out my stats
That bomb gonna blow, it stay in my bag
Look like Daffy Duck my fit is all black
If he turns the corner put the metal to his chin
And I promise you aren't hard we just took your ligaments
And this window matte black, you can't see behind my tint
And I'd probably pipe down, this gon' hurt a little bit
Break it off, take it off
Break it off, take it off
Break it off, take it off
Break it off, take it off
Break it off, take it off
Break it off, take it off
Break it off, take it off
Break it off, take it off

Hoes gonna switch up and skulls gonna crack
I can’t feel a thing got a knife in my back
Got way too much money I’m chasing the sack
Ho all on my balls, she chasing my sack
Like all of these hundreds my pockets get fat
Ho check out my numbers, ho check out my stats
That bomb gonna blow, it stay in my bag
Look like Daffy Duck my fit is all black

No I can't spend another night alone
I got blood stains they won't leave, they stay on my clothes
No I can't spend another night alone
I got blood stains they won't leave, they stay on my clothes
I don't need no stylist
Blood all over my fit
Swerve and hit a cyclist
Swerve and hit a cyclist
I don't need no stylist
Blood all over my fit
Swerve and hit a cyclist
Swerve and hit a cyclist
Break it off, take it off
Break it off, take it off
Break it off, take it off
Break it off, take it off

BREAK IT OFF (PROD. TAKIZAVA)

GXNER.

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