DO YOU RECOGNIZE
THE BODIES IN THE LAKE?
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DO YOU RECOGNIZE? (2316) [prod. BLANKPAGE & LOWKEYLUCIFER]

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(prod @strandead + @ihytrevor)

(art @heptaknot )

LYRICS:

Yeah, now these bodies getting dragged
And these hoes bound to copy even did it with my tag
I be crawling out my grave wanna put you in a bag
Imma slide down Cutterlane and then split you in half
I like how he leaks, razorblades on me
Sipping kerosene, I can't feel nothing
I like how he leaks, razorblades on me
Sipping kerosene, I can't feel nothing

Now he got dropped, I run his fade like he's an opp
Razorblades up in my jeans while she be feeling on my crotch
Lazar beam by my machine, I'm finna up a couple shots
I feel like Kobe, what you mean? The way I'm dying with my chop
Nah, I don't tolerate you hoes
Beat the case and got acquitted but I did it on the low
Imma hang myself with Simons, got designer on my rope
Imma up my stick, I get to popping with my scope
Big body switching lanes, which one will I switch in?
Wanna die? That's alright let the blick hit
Got no time to decide so just split him
Got no time to decide so just split him
Run into his place I grab the stick and dump it out
And now his legs are out of place because we had to kick it out
And all these hoes are at my place I guess they wanna kick it now
I got Simons round my waist, I got designer fits now
Body bag, body bag, body bag
We gonna make his spine disconnect call it lag
I'm like Tay-K love my choppa, yeah I love my strap
Razorblades make my wrist leak red and black

Yeah, now these bodies getting dragged
And these hoes bound to copy even did it with my tag
I be crawling out my grave wanna put you in a bag
Imma slide down Cutterlane and then split you in half
I like how he leaks, razorblades on me
Sipping kerosene, I can't feel nothing
I like how he leaks, razorblades on me
Sipping kerosene, I can't feel nothing
Yeah, now these bodies getting dragged
And these hoes bound to copy even did it with my tag
I be crawling out my grave wanna put you in a bag
Imma slide down Cutterlane and then split you in half
I like how he leaks, razorblades on me
Sipping kerosene, I can't feel nothing
I like how he leaks, razorblades on me
Sipping kerosene, I can't feel nothing

RAZOR BLADES (PROD. IHYTREVOR + $TRANDED)

i need head

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

wenotdrinkingdirtyspritewedrinkingipawithpumpkinspice
ART BY @torture_world

PUMPKIN SPICE IPA w/ GUTTER CRAWLERS (PROD.MUD)

LYRICS:
And I'd tell you that I love you with my last breath
Like girl you are addictive like a cigarette
I just don't know where I'd be if we never met
I'm just trying not to bleed, keep a level head
I question my choices every night
I stay up late and wanna die
I lay down straight and start to lie
Just to make myself feel alright

Do you hear it in your head too?
I get the feeling that I'll be the one dead soon
And it's dark out sitting in my bedroom
I'm not okay freaking out and left you
I been lookin for a bottle haven't had enough
And she look just like a model but she bad for us
Yeah I want her but I hate her it ain't adding up
Yeah I want her but I hate her it ain't adding up

And I'd tell you that I love you with my last breath
Like girl you are addictive like a cigarette
I just don't know where I'd be if we never met
I'm just trying not to bleed, keep a level head
I question my choices every night
I stay up late and wanna die
I lay down straight and start to lie
Just to make myself feel alright

LAST BREATH (PROD. TAKIZAVA)

LYRICS:
This choppa gonna bang it take your exhale
And you disgust me, tie my neck up with your entrails
Sniper really on your head like some pig tails
Sniper really leave him dead, he get blicked there
Watch my mental fade to grey
Hate myself I'm not okay
Gotta pistol in my right, in the left I got a shank
And he talking all online like I don't know where he stay
If he really got a problem make his shoulder dislocate
We leave him stranded
We gon' cut his arms off, bro gon' need a bandage
Imma leave him paralyzed, hoe I can not stand him
Lock on aim like a tattoo, hoe we got him branded
All I'm feelin is the jet lag, hoe I just landed
I'm inside of your place, cut the power
We make his body drop dead, Twin Towers
Sticks on me, got sticks on me you'll meet your final hours
Glick on me there's 30 rounders tucked inside my trousers

Yaux:
Body scorched yuh
Imma leave em torched yuh yuh
Sight distort yuh
Blood spill out in quarts

Show you to my basement imma take you on a tour
Blade up to your throat I know it hurts I’m wanting more

Dumb hoe what you want tho I can be your final breath uh
Pussy you a rookie I can smoke you like some meth uh
Switch up like a tassel your shit stink just like an asshole 
Suck me up like it a blackhole she can fit like all my length uh 

Been with the shit so long, got me toxic
You don’t got the key lil bitch need a lock pick
Smoking on cat piss you got that dog shit
Knocking on your backdoor bitch you better lock it

I gave her D so she call me professor
Im like a diamond I’m good under pressure
Bitch im a god so I’m changing the weather
Hop in the pit I’m still wearing a sweater

Gxner:
Watch my mental fade to grey
Hate myself I'm not okay
Gotta pistol in my right, in the left I got a shank
And he talking all online like I don't know where he stay
If he really got a problem make his shoulder dislocate

SCORCHED (FEAT. YAUX + GUAP SENSEI + BISSIBOI) (PROD. $TRANDED)

LYRICS:
Yeah, let me know where you gon' be
Switch into the Cullinan, reclining in the seats
Got no body bag so we gonna dump him in the creek
Yeah that hoe gon' be victim if his homies don't retreat
Like hoe we war ready I don't want to talk
And we got .4's heavy, aim it then we pop
Like hoe I'm war ready I don't want to talk
I don't really know nothing, I just want to chop

Imma stomp a hoe out if she basic
Steppin in some new rocks, I'm not rockin Asics
If he don't shut up grab his mouth then I tape it
All black hoodie on know I'm boutta break in
Yeah I'm stepping stupid bro like hoe what you want
Big body Bentley Truck, hundred rounder in the trunk
Yeah up that choppa hoe I'm going dumb
If he gotta problem then you know I'm gonna let it bust
Like who's that knocking at your window
Tap, tap, tap, tap let the blick blow
Yeah like why you talkin slick tho?
Hoe I'm going schizo
Leave you with a slit throat
I can't decide if I want Trueys or some Ricks
He want the uzi, let it rip
Now we be shooting at the whip
Yeah I gotta toolie with a grip
Yeah I be going stupid really booling with the clique

Yeah, let me know where you gon' be
Switch into the Cullinan, reclining in the seats
Got no body bag so we gonna dump him in the creek
Yeah that hoe gon' be victim if his homies don't retreat
Like hoe we war ready I don't want to talk
And we got .4's heavy, aim it then we pop
Like hoe I'm war ready I don't want to talk
I don't really know nothing, I just want to chop
Yeah, let me know where you gon' be
Switch into the Cullinan, reclining in the seats
Got no body bag so we gonna dump him in the creek
Yeah that hoe gon' be victim if his homies don't retreat
Like hoe we war ready I don't want to talk
And we got .4's heavy, aim it then we pop
Like hoe I'm war ready I don't want to talk
I don't really know nothing, I just want to chop

WAR READY (PROD. IHYTREVOR)

LYRICS:
Yeah, I can't lie that's my fault
Finna make the earth shake muddy step on side walk
We be aiming both ways, in your room with lights off
Put a hole in your face, finna take your eyes off
Yeah hoe don't get it he not hard
Yeah I'm big stepping, weapon toting on your boulevard
Yeah my team deck him, I'm a hit his head he seeing stars
Hold up chin check him, if he got a problem meet my arm
Bro don't get it he can't talk
Swerve right, catching bodies out my Bentley Truck
Make him red mist, finna turn that hoe to dust
He get skinned like a deer, just to keep it a buck
Keep acting like your OVO like hoe we know your not
Mixing codeine in my sode hoe, I'm sipping on some wok
With some soldiers and we tote some poles they hit you while you walk
And they not aiming for some coma hoe, they put you under rocks

@blurryy
Look like a movie when I land
She want me to be her man
But I might just fuck her friend
Might just do it cause I can
Ride around in that foreign, ayy, err
Lift your bitch cuz she was boring, ayy ahh
She want me back, they ain't want me nah
Boutta pop like some rocks
And I drop with the mop uh huh
Look like a movie when I land
She want me to be her man
But I might just fuck her friend
Might just do it cause I can
Ride around in that foreign, ayy, err
Lift your bitch cuz she was boring, ayy ahh
She want me back, they ain't want me nah
Boutta pop like some rocks
And I drop with the mop uh huh

Gxner:
Tell him you can't escape
Like reunite with the grave
Body bag where you hang
Like reuinte with the grave
Tell him you can't escape
Like reunite with the grave
Body bag where you hang
Like reuinte with the grave

REUNITE WITH THE GRAVE (FEAT. LIL BLURRY) (PROD. TAKIZAVA + DIKLORDEFENIL + REMORSE713)

LYRICS:
I don't think I ever wanted you
I don't think I ever wanted you
I don't think I ever wanted you
I don't think I, I don't think I

I'm sick of wasting time I'll blow my brain
Like imma slaughter everybody, turn this hoe into Squid Game
Slide in, up that pole like Splitgate
Give his head a hole, blow the brain
Run in dump the whole mag out
I beat the hoe back think she gon' tap out
Where are you hoes at? Step out the background
I don't reload it I just empty the mag now
She wanna suck on the stick when I step in the boof
I up the stick blow my brain out the roof
LV for my fit same color as poop
Imma step in that hoe with Margiela on shoes
Imma step on his skull hope it go right through
Imma step on his skull hope it go right through

she said she love me, I kill it like real time
I up my stick gonna pop you gon' feel mine
Lil hoe stupid beggin to be mine
Lil hoe stupid begging to be mine

I don't think I ever wanted you
I don't think I ever wanted you
I don't think I ever wanted you
I don't think I, I don't think I

NEVER WANTED YOU (PROD. SKOTSKR)

717na X DIRTY - DEATH

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LAST BREATH (PROD. TAKIZAVA)

GXNER.

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