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(art by @guapsensei)

LYRICS:
Break
I'm the farthest thing away from feeling safe
And this carbine zooming in right on my brain
I crash my car cause I be swerving out the lane
And imma zombie I be walking out my grave
And hoe I got no caffeine in my system
Imma stomp your head then I'll beat it till my fist numb
And I'll see you in hell, grab my pistol
Hoe I am a dog got me feelin like a pitbull

I just wanna stop breathing
Quit sleeping
Been the same for like 6 months
No healing
Every single day I mess up
Who's the real me?
I just wanna tie my neck up
From the ceiling
I just wanna run onto the road
And when that car hit me my body gon explode
I cannot stand the world, I throw away my phone
I be struggling to function on my own

Break
I'm the farthest thing away from feeling safe
And this carbine zooming in right on my brain
I crash my car cause I be swerving out the lane
And imma zombie I be walking out my grave
And hoe I got no caffeine in my system
Imma stomp your head then I'll beat it till my fist numb
And I'll see you in hell, grab my pistol
Hoe I am a dog got me feelin like a pitbull

BREAK (PROD. TRIPLESIXDELETE)

TNT (FT. CLOROXCIDE x YEAHDUDEJOSHISHERE) (PROD. BRONK)

Lyrics:
D O N E damn feels like a waste
When it’s was you and me all the time now went too fade
L O N E I went to stay 
But yo ass is fake so I picked up the rake

Like slasher uh aye look me in the face no Jason
Still I got the scars but on my wrist if that connects like adjacent
Your heart now is racing
Think I need a jumpstart ready for a tasing 

Addicted to the pain
Like it in my my vain
Shout out afourteen
Audiobol heroin 
Singing in the rain
Shoot me in the face 

Making this heat like it tribal, I make your head spin like im playing a vinyl, uh
I live for more than survival, you riding a wave, but im making a tidal uh
Separate head from a spinal, you talking entitled, im ending that cycle uh
My girl be thicker than bible, im making my moves but they still in denial, uh

Stay in your mansion, bitch stay in your phantom
I slaughter like mansen  Man this is my anthem
Im sliding right into your home like im Santa 
Get peeled like banana, im popping a stick like a panda

I dont got gods, no masters uh
Im in the jungle, a raptor uh
I will not start shit if you pick a fight then ill gut u with laughter

I keep it sharp like a cleaver ,I know im sick But I don’t have a fever uh
I just got blood on my sneaker 2am outside of Safeway like tweakers uh
I would rather die than the sell the fuck out
I would rather  quit than do shit for clout
Take my name right  out your mouth
I been screaming and yelling you know what its about

(yeah)
u know what it’s abt
u look way better when ur laying on ur ground
toxicity growing from the hunger of the clout
u r never getting far with that stupid ass mouth

stfu u little twink faggot
i’m smokin up on that elijxh package
i’m rippin off yo limbs so u know i’m gonna bag it
ur a parasite like an apple maggot

i can’t take this anymore
i hate u from the deep depths of my core
i wanna turn u into a pile of gore
so take a step back u abt to be decor

injection makin my eyes
see everything as some lies
don’t come close u’ll lose ur life
i wonder y i hear cries (yeah)
with me u probably despise (yeah)
i miss the feeling of outside (yeah)
i’m always getting ostracized (yeah)

my brain i might need to revise
every second of the day i feel like i’m gonna die
i feel like i am in debt when it comes to my whole life
i feel like i am a pet when i’m laying on her thighs
i haven’t accomplished shit cuz i still feel like a guy

(yeah, u just got DGE’d.. 13’d.. u just got yauxed.. pixie..)

DONE w/ YAUX + PIXI (CL!PPED)

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
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SPOTIFY

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

i need head

head in my bed!(ft. kamatayan) [prod. bronk]

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prod @uglyjabronifony
art @yipyip13
@whereisdox appearance

LYRICS:
Watch me hop up out the Bentley, know I'm swerving different trucks
Your hoe saw me on the tele, now she wanna hit me up
Your hoe want me in her belly, I be tearing in her gut
I'ma up it, that hoe heavy he like Daffy he gon duck
We gon crank that, that's gon put that hoe under the mud
I don't play that, I just up that chopper then it bust
Y'all gon stay whack, I could save your song just give me bucks
Where the pape at? Get my pockets fat as Donald Trump

Yeah, I got your hoe she bending back now
Hardest out the burbs, I ain't ever seen a trap house
And like all you rappers slow you get the kid that's running laps round
All these rappers hoes, that's why you begging for a handout
I'm not throwing hands, I just up it then I shoot
I got Ricky on the pants and new rockers on the boots
And this choppa make him dance now that hoe gon but a move
She like how I use my hands Hunter x Hunter feel like Shoot
And y'all ain't bout to catch up I'm too focused on my bag
Hoes be reselling my opens cuz it's known to make a rack
I'm the goat and y'all some hoes we ain't gotta check the stats
Gave a verse to your bro it did like triple to his stats

Watch me hop up out the Bentley, know I'm swerving different trucks
Your hoe saw me on the tele, now she wanna hit me up
Your hoe want me in her belly, I be tearing in her gut
I'ma up it, that hoe heavy he like Daffy he gon duck
We gon crank that, that's gon put that hoe under the mud
I don't play that, I just up that chopper then it bust
Y'all gon stay whack, I could save your song just give me bucks
Where the pape at? Get my pockets fat as Donald Trump

DAFFY DUCK (PROD. FONY WALLACE)

Imma phycho I’ve been losing grip
Wanna rip your fuckin skin
Shut your fuckin mouth before you catch this metal in your rib
Pissed off I can’t give a shit
Hang your body
Goin limp
I think that your body should have it an extra hole in it

I’m gonna turn that boy into a ghost
I’m gonna turn that boy into a ghost

I’m gonna snatch your mf soul
I’m gonna snatch your mf soul
X2 

Talkin too much now I’m cuttin his throat
She doin lines like tic tac toe 
Better watch out cuz I grip that pole
Big bat up to his mf head
Now I’m breakin his nose
He don’t want smoke
Talkin too much he got turned into a roach
I’m on the block and I carry the chrome
Goin crazy goin monkey mode
I got yo bitch she takin my load
Better gimme back what you owe
Talkin shit I don’t give a fuck tho
You get cut bro 
Get cut throat
She wanna fuck
I told the bitch no
I’m gonna snatch you mf soul
I’m gonna turn that boy into a ghost
I’m gonna turn that boy into a ghost

Imma phycho I’ve been losing grip
Wanna rip your fuckin skin
Shut your fuckin mouth before you catch this metal in your rib
Pissed off I can’t give a shit
Hang your body
Goin limp
I think that your body should have it an extra hole in it

I’m gonna turn that boy into a ghost
I’m gonna turn that boy into a ghost

I’m gonna snatch your mf soul
I’m gonna snatch your mf soul
Aye

Talkin too much now I’m cuttin his throat
She doin lines like tic tac toe 
Better watch out cuz I grip that pole
Big bat up to his mf head
Now I’m breakin his nose
He don’t want smoke
Talkin too much he got turned into a roach
I’m on the block and I carry the chrome
Goin crazy go

Imma phycho I’ve been losing grip
Wanna rip your fuckin skin
Shut your fuckin mouth before you catch this metal in your rib
Pissed off I can’t give a shit
Hang your body
Goin limp
I think that your body should have it an extra hole in it

Art and beat by me

ghost

GHOST (PROD. BRONK)

KILL URSELF W/ LIL ZOMBIE (PROD. MICHAEL LINK)

it’s been a minute
@nrki._
@brxnkx3

prod. Antyde

///LYRICS///

nrki!//

GOOD FUCKING MORNING
BITCH LETS TALK ABOUT IT

MASK UP I PUT SIX SHOTS IN HIS LEG
HE CANNOT WALK WITHOUT IT

F U U U U CK

BOY I CANNOT SAVE YOU I COULD NEVER SAVE A

SCHM U U U U CK

STEADY TALKIN CRAZY AND YO BODY GETTIN

D U U U U MPED

AINT GON RUN UP ON ME NO MORE THATS SOME SHIT THAT ILL MAKE SURE OF

GOT YO BODY COLD ON THE FLOOR

WENT THROUGH TORTURE NEVER HEARD OF

SLAP A BANDAID ON IT

YOU’LL BE FINE IN A MINUTE

HIPPIES GET BACK TO YO TRIPPIN

SIPPAS GET BACK TO JUS SIPPIN

yuh

hippies get back to yo trippin

sippas get back to jus sippin

we’ll all be fine in a minute 

you’ll all be fine in a minute 

yuh

POPPIN SHIT YOU NEVER HEARD OF

IM POPPIN SHIT YOU NEVER HEARD OF

POPPIN SHIT YOU NEVER HEARD OF

BITCH IM POPPIN SHIT YOU NEVER FUCKIN (x2)

HEARD OF BITCH

ONLY WAY I SEE THIS ENDING IS WITH MURDER BITCH

BUT THATS HIGHLY UNLIKELY

PUT THE WEAPON DOWN YOU LITTLE BITCH BOY COME FIGHT ME

IM NOT ONE TO CUFF

WHO THE FUCK EVEN LIKE ME

PUT THAT EGO DOWN YOU LITTLE BITCH BOY CONFIDE IN

I FEEL LIKE POSEIDON CUZ IM WAVY LIKE THE OCEAN

I BE SIPPIN ON MY POTION AND BE KEEPIN THINGS IN MOTION

I BE SIPPIN ON MY POTION AND BE KEEPIN THINGS IN MOOOOO

BRONKX3//

I DONT CARE BOUT WHAT YOU THINK

IT MEANS NOTHING TO ME PUSSY BOY
BOY YOU ARE THE WEAKEST LINK

KEEP THE METAL IN MY POCKET I AINT
TALKIN BOUT NO ZINC

I AINT SCARED OF YOU AT ALL YOUR TALK AND ACTIONS NEVER SYNC UP

SMOKIN DIFFERENT KINDS OF ZAZA OUT
THE JAR AYE YEAH

IMMA FINISH UP THAT BULLSHIT THAT YOU START AYE YEAH

POPPIN SHIT WE SHOOT YOU LIKE A SHOOTING STAR AYE YEAH

WHY YOU TALKIN SHIT YOU DONT KNOW WHO WE ARE AYE YEAH

REALLY DID THIS BY MYSELF
I DONT WANT YOUR FUCKIN HELP

SMOKIN GASOLINE ITS SMELLS IMMA SEND YOUR ASS TO HELL

LEAVE YOUR BODY IN THE WATER LIKE YOUR AT WISCONSIN DELLS

MADE IT THRU THE PAIN BACK WHEN I HAD NOBODY ELSE

STOP THAT TALKIN SHIT WE BE POPPIN SHIT I BE SMOKIN DOPE UNTIL IM LOSING CONSCIOUSNESS X2

POPPIN SHIT! W/ BRONKX3

WHY YOU TALK LIKE YOU THE SHIT
YOU AINT NEVER SEEN A BAND
KEEP ON TALKIN YOU GET HIT
BOY IM READY FOR SOME HANDS
I AINT EVER GONNA QUIT
ALWAYS STUCKIN TO THE PLAN
I DONT EVEN CARE A BIT
I DONT THINK YOU UNDERSTAND

HIT YOU WITH THE SAWED OFF
I’VE BEEN SMOKIN ZAZA
I REMEMBER POPPIN PILLS
UNTIL MY FUCKIN JAW LOCKED
HE WAS TALKIN SHIT
NOW HES CRYING TO HIS MAMA
SHAWTY EAT MY MEAT
LIKE A MUTHA FUCKIN HOTDOG

I HATE THIS SHIT
IMMA SLAM YOUR FACE INTO THE CURB IM FUCKIN BREAKIN IT
NEVER GAVE A FUCK YOU NEVER CARED YOU NEVER GAVE A SHIT
METAL IN POCKET I JUST MADE HIM RUN AWAY REAL QUICK
I DONT WANNA FEEL A THING I ROLLED AN EIGHTH IM FACIN IT
IM NOT SATISFIED I TAKING STEPS SO I CAN CHANGE THIS SHIT
STUCK INSIDE MY HEAD ITS LIKE A PRISON NO ESCAPING IT
LEAVE YOUR BODY ON THE GROUND AND NOW THEYRE FUCKIN TRACING IT
ACTIN LIKE HE WANT THE SMOKE BUT HE WONT EVEN TAKE A HIT

WHY YOU TALKIN LIKE YOU THE SHIT
YOU AINT NEVER SEEN A BAND
KEEP ON TALKIN YOU GET HIT
BOY IM READY FOR SOME HANDS
I AINT EVER GONNA QUIT
ALWAYS STUCKIN TO THE PLAN
I DONT EVEN CARE A BIT
I DONT THINK YOU UNDERSTAND

Part 2


I DONT THINK YOU UNDERSTAND IT
MAKE YOU FUCKIN VANISH
IMMA CAUSE SOME DAMAGE
I BE WITH YO BITCH SHE WANNA EAT ME LIKE A SANDWICH 
FIGHTING ALL THESE DEMONS IN MY HEAD ITS HARD TO MANAGE
ALMOST DIED SO MANY TIMES BUT IM STILL FUCKIN STANDIN’
IF YOU TRY TO FUCK WITH ME YOULL NEED MORE THAN A BANDAGE
WANTED SMOKE BUT NOWS RUNNING LIKE HES FUCKIN FRANTIC
SMOKIN ON THE GASOLINE I ROLLED THIS SHIT GIGANTIC
SMOKE IT BY MYSELF NAH I DONT REALLY WANNA PASS IT

WHY YOU TALK LIKE YOU THE SHIT
YOU AINT NEVER SEEN A BAND
KEEP ON TALKIN YOU GET HIT
BOY IM READY FOR SOME HANDS
I AINT EVER GONNA QUIT
ALWAYS STUCKIN TO THE PLAN
I DONT EVEN CARE A BIT
I DONT THINK YOU UNDERSTAND
X2

Art by me

Produced by me and gjc

MY MIND IS A PRISON

MY MIND IS A PRISON (PROD. BRONK x GJC)

lyrics - https://genius.com/Sevveryrare-watcher-lyrics

[ART BY YIPYIP13 & SEVVERYRARE]

DAFFY DUCK (PROD. FONY WALLACE)

GXNER.

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