PRODUCTION BY @FRDMBEATS
MIXED BY ME BITCH

SPLIT HIS BRAINS FUCK IT LETS GO SPLIT HIS HEAD//
SPLIT HIS BRAINS FUCK IT LETS GO SPLIT HIS HEAD//
SPLIT HIS BRAINS FUCK IT LETS GO SPLIT HIS HEAD//
SPLIT HIS BRAINS FUCK IT LETS GO SPLIT HIS HEAD//

THAT WAY SO WE KNOW HE DEAD, AINT COMING BACK TO LIFE//
YEAH HE KNEW HIS FATE THE SECOND HE LOOKED INTO MY EYES//
WELCOME TO THE SHOW, SUCH A SHAME THAT HES UP ON DISPLAY//
IM 'BOUT TO FUCKING BLOW, PUT THIS HEAVY METAL TO HIS FACE, YUH//

OPEN UP THAT PIT LIL BOY//
BREAK ALL OF THAT SHIT LIL BOY//
THROW A FUCKING FIT LIL BOY//
THORW A FUCKING FIT LIL BOY//
OPEN UP THAT PIT LIL BOY//
BREAK ALL OF THAT SHIT LIL BOY//
THROW A FUCKING FIT LIL BOY//
THORW A FUCKING FIT LIL BOY//

AYE, WHY WOULD I SLIDE? YOU GONE BE POURING OUT SHOTS FOR THE DEAD HOMIES//
WHY WOULD I HIDE? NEVER AINT GOT BACK WHAT A BITCH OWE ME//
HOP IN THE RIDE,I GOTCHA GIRL IN THE SEAT TRYINA FUCKING BLOW ME//
WHAT ARE THE ODDS, SHE TELL ME TO COME IN THE CRIB CAUSE SHE BEEN REAL LONELY?//

STREAM

SPLIT BRAINS PROD FRDM

DiGiTAL DESTRUCTiON [PROD. 6STARR x DEMOURAL]

ZER0XTHRASH - REDRUM! (PROD. ZER0XTHRASH)

SOLO CYPHER (PROD. NOVÂFLED)

I SPILT BLOOD IN YOUR VALENTINO WHITE BAG! (Prod. Or.1ove)

LYRICS


Real shooters only club 
We ain’t fucking with no fake shit 
Test me if you wanna show you banging 
7.62 bang shit 
on god I bang shit 
7.62 bang shit 
on god I bang shit 

Real shooters only club 
We ain’t fucking with no fake shit 
Test me if you wanna show you banging 
7.62 bang shit 
on god I bang shit 
7.62 bang shit 
on god I bang shit 


7.62 to ya .223 I bang shit 
Opened up my eyes and saw da ghosts   
Now I can’t say shit  
Said I’d never sell my fucking soul
So I can’t blame em 
Hellraiser 
the way my chains gon leave em faceless 
Locked up in the basement 
Think imma go insane 
My life I'm erasing 
I’m searching for new names 
Your existence is disgracing 
And you’re the one to blame 
Real soldiers keep on dogging 
I’m marching through tha flames 
You can’t talk like that 
So stay the fuck away from me 
Keep yo shit in check 
Or you get punched right in your teeth 
Give that shit a rest 
Or into Hell you’ll follow me 
Your life is in distress 
If you ain’t bout that 


Real shooters only club 
We ain’t fucking with no fake shit 
Test me if you wanna show you banging 
7.62 bang shit 
on god I bang shit 
7.62 bang shit 
on god I bang shit 

Real shooters only club 
We ain’t fucking with no fake shit 
Test me if you wanna show you banging  
7.62 bang shit 
on god I bang shit 
7.62 bang shit 
on god I bang shit

RichTalk x zer0xthrash - REAL SHOOTERS ONLY! [prod. harzia]

lyrics:

Pack them up and ship them out like my ass work for FedEx 
Roll that nigga like a blunt my shooters hollows fed him 
Send that nigga to the gallows got his life indebted 
Bitch it's time to pay me back but ain't got money spendin

Fuck em up then I kill em
Dick down yo bitch ion care if I'm sinning
I'm blinded by dollar signs money I'm getting
He blinded by bullets hit eyes and I'm dippin
They ain't see me coming im never expected
I hit em and run with my hand on the weapon
Can't allat shit in yo lower tax bracket 
The way you be dick riding say he a faggot 
Crawling around all below me like maggots 
Empty the drac change the mag and I rack it
Shooting these rockets at niggas like iraq 
Rotting his brain like I gave em I pad
Pop at face bitch you ain't get yo eye back
Tryna retaliate gave me an eye patch
Smart and sarcastic they call me a wiseass 
Nigga went limp with one punch I said fight back

Nah he ain't fight back
Put that shawty face in the mud but she like that
She like it rough we fuck
I heard that nigga say knuck if you buck
But he pulled with a switch so his ass getting slumped
Yuh I said he should Say what you play bout or sum
You don't talk that shit if you cant back it up
I swear all you niggas is worthless as fuck
U js Stupid and dumb fucking wastes of yo dads cum
Greasy lil nigga you look like a rot skunk
Post on IG pose posted with yo dads gun
Shit out the barrel unload like a hot dump 
Dressed up in bands you don't know bitch you is not punk 
No you not punk
we war ready gang steady mobbed up

Bitch I'm sick of the system that we're living in
Corporations blurred with politicians profits only interest 
Sacrificing human life like Satan bitch I'm fucking livid
If you never felt the touch of death then you aren't really living 
You gotta feel it in your bones when you cry out
Bathed in glory and the gore of who we fight for
Fuck it get a gun and make the demons try to fly out
Blacken out the sun with all the bile dripped from Michael's sword.

Flash from the Glock leave him backlit
ion fw yappin pussy I js wanna tap it 
Catch em pushing p up on my sleeve we gotta tax it 
Cut me 10% or imma cut Yu off the map bitch 
Flash quick like a camera 
But we ain't shooting photos 
Dick riding nigga I swear u a homo
Riding solo chillin wit my bros tho
Shillin dope loud Gotchu on the low tho 
White boy on the block like Michel Cera with the strap
Ask if I can tap the cart and he ain't ever get it back
Spin back
I shoot his lungs And then another to his head
That boy got one foot in the grave and then another so he dead 

Pack them up and ship them out like my ass work for FedEx 
Roll that nigga like a blunt my shooters hollows fed him 
Send that nigga to the gallows got his life indebted 
Bitch it's time to pay me back but ain't got money spendin

Fuck em up then I kill em
Dick down yo bitch ion care if I'm sinning
I'm blinded by dollar signs money I'm getting
He blinded by bullets hit eyes and I'm dippin
They ain't see me coming im never expected
I hit em and run with my hand on the weapon
Can't allat shit in yo lower tax bracket 
The way you be dick riding say he a faggot 
Crawling around all below me like maggots 
Empty the drac change the mag and I rack it
Shooting these rockets at niggas like iraq 
Rotting his brain like I gave em I pad
Pop at face bitch you ain't get yo eye back
Tryna retaliate gave me an eye patch
Smart and sarcastic they call me a wiseass 
Nigga went limp with one punch I said fight back

WARCRIMEZ  [PROD.SHADYHELIOS]

lyrics:

aye walk up bust yo head boy
watchout what you said boy
you be with them feds boy 
i be with them dead boys
i feel like a dead boy
better duck yo head boy
i put you to bed boy
lay you with the dead boys

(okay lil bitch!)

grab my gun let em run
what i do for fun
and when i catch you in the back
we gon get you hung
step left step right 
runnup start a fist fight
step left step right 
runnup start a fist fight

got that glock in my pocket
blast like a rocket
if you pullup better dodge it
on my gang yeah we onnit
you can not stop it
light em up hot like a rocket
rollup then we mop em
his body we dropping
bloodied up in his office
rollup then we mop em
his body we dropping
bloodied up in his office

stomp all yo loved ones 
bitch im tryna dead one
i thought you said sum
bitch im tryna kill sum
r.e.d red rum
all i fucking see bruh
r.e.d red rum
all i fucking see bruh

aye bitch i feel like god in a pastence
i dont want yo fucking pussy please stop asking
aye bitch i feel like god in a pastence
i dont want yo fucking pussy please stop asking

aye walk up bust yo head boy
watchout what you said boy
you be with them feds boy 
i be with them dead boys
i feel like a dead boy
better duck yo head boy
i put you to bed boy
lay you with the dead boys

(okay lil bitch!)

ZER0XTHRASH - DEAD BOYS (prod. pyramid x yukk)

ZER0XTHRASH - INHALE [prod.zer0xthrash]

ZER0XTHRASH - RIPTHRU! [prod.zer0xthrash]

Der Tod in Niemandsland

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@thrashxgvng
NEW MUSIC OUT NOW⬇️🩸

ZER0XTHRASH - RIPTHRU! [prod.zer0xthrash]

☠︎⛧ ZER0XTHRASH ⛧☠︎ (@zer0xthrash)