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art by me
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GET OFF MY COCK!! [PROD. V3NUS]

LYRICS

(YAUX)

REALITY FALLS OUT
SHADOWS IN THE CORNER, THEY BE LURKING
AND THEY CALL OUT
IN THE INFINITE HALLS, HOW
WILL I GET OUT, WHEN I TRY
I JUST FALL DOWN
 
IT’S A CHASE NOW
GETTING CHASED DOWN 
AM I PREY NOW
BETTER PRAY NOW
 
TO THE REVEREND UH
THIS THE FURTHEST THING FROM HEAVEN UH
 
EVERYTHING AROUND ME A DECEPTION UH
I DONT COUNT TIME, ONLY SECONDS UH
LOSING MY FACE AND MY EXPRESSION UH
I CANT EVEN FEEL MY DEPRESSION UH
AND NO ONE TO HEAR MY CONFESSIONS UH
IS SOMEONE TRYNNA TEACH ME A LESSON? UH
I KNOW I NEED TO CURB MY AGGRESSION UH
EVERYTHING AROUND ME A DECEPTION UH
 
RUN!
MY FEET CANT GO ANY FASTER
NEED TO PRAY SOMEONE TAKE ME TO THE PASTOR
IN THE CORRIDORS, HEARING ALL THE LAUGHTER
MY FEET CANT GO ANY FASTER
 
RUN!
GET OUT GET OUT THERE’S NO WAY
IM STUCK IN HERE TIL I FADE AWAY
GET OUT GET OUT THERES NO WAY
ITS MY OWN FAULT ITS MY OWN FATE

(GUAP SENSEI)

he didnt write his lyrics but

??? slaughterhouse
fry screams
???

(REJECTEDREYNA)

All these yellow damp walls in my face, lamb has had enough
Taking all this lifeform in my palm and then I grab you bruh
A new reality, I think this is mine to fuckin take
I'm running through these walls to no avail, this is not my fate.

I grab my mask I put it on, bitch I'm running with my knife.
If I see any form of life, it's going down tonight.
And the blood may spill, it'll regen my health and send them to the light.
When their spirits floating, I may choke it and bring em down not high.

BACKROOMS, BACKROOMS. TAKE IT OVER, TAKE IT OVER
I WILL FORM WITH THE FUNGUS, INHALE IT MOIST TIL I'M NOT SOBER
THERE IS NO CREATURE THAT CAN BEAT ME, BEAT ME
GRAB YOU BY THE NECK AND MAKE IT LEAKIN, FREELY
BACKROOMS, BACKROOMS. TAKE IT OVER, TAKE IT OVER
I WILL FORM WITH THE FUNGUS, INHALE IT MOIST TIL I'M NOT SOBER
THERE IS NO CREATURE THAT CAN BEAT ME, BEAT ME
GRAB YOU BY THE NECK AND MAKE IT LEAKIN, FREELY

BACKROOMS W/ CRAIG SCISSORHANDS + REJECTEDREYNA (PROD. LOWKEYLUCIFER)

produced by @frxsttt
mix, master and feature by @gorejit

PARALYSIS FT. GOREJIT (PROD. FROSTTT)

GET OUT W/GOREJIT [HXLX]

SOUL SEARCH
AND DEREALIZE
instagram.com/rejectedreyna
instagram.com/heyshmokey

lyrics:
genius.com/Rejectedreyna-soul-search-lyrics

SOUL SEARCH w/ SHMOKEY [prod. SXZU & LAMB]

prod by https://soundcloud.com/frxsttt
art by https://soundcloud.com/fuckscorn

LOVE FOR MY JIHADI [FROSTTT]

prod @brxkenbrxkenbrxken
featuring @tsaruicide
masterd by me
art by @torturechainn

lyrics.

Tsar. (Mixed by Tsar)
45, 45, 45 these gun shots
45, 45, 45 these gun shots

fortify from the fucking gun shots
fortify from the fucking gun shots
fortify from the fucking gun shots

ima drag ur body straight through omaha
bombs are goin off it sounds like i am inside omaha

fire, i start a fire, i got-
fire, i start a fire, i got-
fire, i start a fire, i got-
fortify from the fucking gun shots

fire, i start a fire, i got-
fire, i start a fire, i got-

Hatchet. (Mixed by Me)
Posted up with tsar up in the fucking chopper gunner
Different Scopes on different heads, bitch youre a goner, Bitch
Make your body fall of just like fucking gxner
Hey Gxner!
-body fall of just like fucking gxner
Bitch

Yuh, aye
1, 2, 3, 4 shots my chopper kill alot
Got enough bullets in my rifle to fill a parking lot, bitch
Ima put my knife into your stomach like a money slot
Pulling all your organs and leaving em to rot

Leave your organs on the pavement
Leave your organs on the pavement
x2

YOUR ORGANS ON THE FUCKING PAVEMENT, WATCH THAT FAGGOT BLED, BITCH
ALL YOUR ORGANS ON THE PAVEMENT, YOU CANT FUCKING RUN FROM ME
GOT TRACERS IN MY JET, CALL ME FUCKING FIJI
YUH
CALL ME FUCKING FIJII

TACTICAL HUNTING W/ TSARUICIDE [SQUALL]

TOOLY FREESTYLE [SCORN]

PINK WATER (FEAT NEEDLEGUTS) [PROD TAKIZAVA X DIKLORDEFENIL ]

#nejmin #urusai i forgot to put that there

Fuck about a bitch
Give a fuck about a bitch 2x

141 mag dumping it 2x
 Andrenaline from all this murder feel buzz’s off of nic

17 inside my pants they cannot see even with a stendo

Balisong y2k flip and slice his face he look like tendo

Drown that pussy motherfucker like the baby of jong lindo

All you necros are pay piggies and a bunch of fucking bimbos

Im making it clear i dont fuck these people

My sweeper on me like it resident evil

He fly like a stunt call em evil kanevil

His face through a window like pigeon or seagull

Im ringing his blood out he pale and he feeble

That bitch is a witch burn her on a steeple

No digits on guns all weapons aint legal

Like oh mr wilson my uzis come equal

Your pockets like beauty standards in Korea

Like Im at his addy he got diarrhea

Im snapping his bones like a fucking tostada

Then rolling his pack like a fucking tortilla

You a bitch like you in drag man you aint got no bag

Keep a xd in my pocket fal up in the back

Nejmin:

KEEPING IT CLOSE, YOU GET DISPOSED
YOU AIN’T WITH US, YOU’RE OPPS, YOUR COLD
YOU AIN’T HOT, ON THE BLOCK
NEW MANS, YOU COULDN’T BE DIFFERENT
STARTING OFF AND YOUR BITING, CONTINUALLY RIDING
YOU’LL NEVER MAKE IT, YOU’LL NEVER MAKE, IF THERE ISN’T SOME CHANGE
AIN’T FOR REAL, YOUR BARS ARE FAKE, NEW MANS, SAME MISTAKES

WANT ME TO STOP THEN STOP PISSING ME OFF
YOUR REPETITION GIVES BRAIN DAMAGE NON-STOP
SMACK TALK, GET DROPPED
I WANNA BREAK YOUR JAW, BITE OFF, BITE OFF

AIN’T A SAVAGE, AIN’T FANATIC ABOUT IT
NO HEART, NO SOUL, WHERE’S YOUR MIND AT?
I KNOW YOUR MOTIVES NOT THE BEST
I DON’T WANT YOU TO KEEP TESTING ME, I WANT REST

EATING YOUR ORGANS FOR DINNER
ALL ASPECTS DIFFER
I DON’T WANNA BE NEAR YOU
LIKE SOME DYNAMITE YOU BLEW

I’VE BEEN SEEING THINGS IN MY NIGHTMARES
I’VE BEEN WONDERING WHAT IS REALLY THERE
REAL OR FAKE, I’M STILL PARANOID
KEEP A KNIFE CLOSE, DON’T STAND BY
CUT YOUR LIFE SHORT LIKE SOME STEROIDS
DRUGS INSIDE, I FEEL ALIVE

FEEL LIKE FXCY, I THROW A FIT
FEEL LIKE A PSYCHO, I’M AT YOUR CRIB

FEELING LIKE I’M ZOMB11, LEFT FOR DEAD
FEELING LIKE I’M KARATEL WITH PINS IN MY HEAD
FEELING LIKE I’M HATCHET, ARE Y’ALL BRAINDEAD
FEELING LIKE I’M 8VED BECAUSE I’M RETARDED

FUCK.WAV FT. NEJMIN AB [RVDXNT]

FIRST SONG OFF OF SKUllDOG's GORE REELS

ENJOY

LYRICS:

[TVBBY]

20 killed in slaughter
Shot a dyke up and her daughter
That bitch really was a bother
I got devil horns like Gxner
hanging maggots up like Epstien
frying bitches up like dead meat
Yo gon get beat if you test me
Blow him dead like 2018

Slit his neck to drink his blood
Bury everyone in mud
drowning Homer Simp in bud
Dragging faces in my rug 
come around and shoot for fun
Left a carcass in the sun
Had em run like Forrest Gump
Ima make your head feel numb

It's the creepshow
it'll blow your mind
Like the pump in my hand
It blow away your eyes
It's the creepshow
it'll blow your mind
Like the pump in my hand
It blow away your eyes

[SKUllDOG]

Creepshow (many times)
  
Hold me down bitch
But I don't drown bitch
Two rounds in your face
Look like a clown bitch
Your blood will splatter
The chains won't matter
When the box awakes
The beast inside grows fatter
Hahahahaha
I knew you were up to something
Bedelia you bitch
I want my cake
I want my father's day cake

[FLUXX]

I’ll break your neck for stimulation
Sa-Sacrifice the soul
I’ll write to do not resuscitate on 
the chest you don’t deserve the life you live
The recreation
They don’t know shit about my ways
The nerve, the imitation
You beg for insight
Kay we get it bitch you’re suicidal
It’s better left unknown

Contagiousness of all your lies
(They’re coming back to bite)
You reek of human conjured sins
(You shouldn’t be alive)
Good riddance 
Rest in piss to all these bitches 
All decayed, rotten brains
No one to heed your cries
Fate, upon your bloody hands

Dirty souls your dirty souls are burdens to the rest of us
Feed your mind with nothing but the truth that your not one of us
While having pain run down your body from the butcher knife 
I’ll make wish you never stepped a foot inside the human race

No more living, your mind is switching
No peace in hell, your time is ticking
You hypocrites get no attention
Embarrassing lack of soul retention

You mindless fuckers don’t deserve the chances, to prove your worth 
Wasted consciousness you got them tossed
You are dead to us

BACKROOMS W/ CRAIG SCISSORHANDS + REJECTEDREYNA (PROD. LOWKEYLUCIFER)

YAUX

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