Fire pt3

LYRICS:

BLCKK:

FUCK HIM HOPE HE ROTTIN' WHERE HE CAME FROM
I PUT ALL MY MONEY ON THAT 50 DRUM
PARK MY SHIT OUTSIDE HIS FUCKING FAMILY CRIB
DEALT WITH ALL THAT SHIT HE FUCKING SAID HE DID
ON MY LIFE I AIN'T GON' LET THAT BOY JUST WALK AWAY
I'M GON' FUCK HIS LIFE UP THAT FAGGOT FUCKING DEAD
I PUT MY FOOT UP ON HIS NECK AND FUCKING CHOKE HIM OUT
ALL THEM BITCHES CRYIN' 'BOUT HIS DEATH I FUCKING SHOT 'EM DOWN

CAME FOR THE BITCHES THAT AIN'T GIVE A FUCK
I THROW THAT BOTTLE WHERE IT NEED TO BE I'M FUCKIN' UP
DISSAPOINTMENT, LOOK AT WHAT I COULDA BEEN
SHIT I'M PASSED OUT, LOOK WHAT ALL THEM DRINKS DID
X2

RAT SHIT
I'M FUCKING LOOKIN' FOR YOU, PUSSY ON THAT CAP SHIT
HE WANT MY NAME UP IN HIS MOUTH WE 'BOUTTA TAX HIM
DON'T FUCKING PLAY WITH ME LET'S SEE WHAT'S BOUTTA HAPPEN
I BEEN WAITIN' I BEEN HOPIN' I COULD DRAG SHIT
I DON'T TALK 'LESS I NEED A BAG BITCH
THIS AIN'T WHAT YOU SEE ON THE INTERNET FUCKING CATFISH
COULDN'T GET ME TO GIVE A FUCK IF YOU TRIED, SHIT
EVERYTHING I'M BOUT FUCKING DIFFERENT I FUCKING TOLD EM SAID I

CAME FOR THE BITCHES THAT AIN'T GIVE A FUCK
I THROW THAT BOTTLE WHERE IT NEED TO BE I'M FUCKIN' UP
DISSAPOINTMENT, LOOK AT WHAT I COULDA BEEN
SHIT I'M PASSED OUT, LOOK WHAT ALL THEM DRINKS DID

TRIPLE777:

kill your self cause
(Suicide is badass)
I could give a fuckin rats ass
None of you faggots will outlast
The onslaught of the bow bow that I air out like Baghdad
Motha fucka tryna talk shit but I strongly advice up against that
A fuckboy i exterminate
I destroy ima terminate
Killin rappers new murder rate from this kid t7 from the bay
When I stand you finna sit in the shade tell a fairy punk bitch get out the game
You livin life as a damn lame I’m finna life my life know my damn name
Right hook to his face ima let him have blood up on the pavment
If you really wanna one on one we can make it happen like it’s entertainment 
Ha ha ha face it motha fucka you don’t wanna face me
I’ve been very fuckin patent 
But never let time get wasted
Out the mud sanitation
Out the lake like I’m Jason 
Outta bart to my station 
I’m neo not a fuckin agent
Me and black goin crazy
I’m feelin free like a mason
I will never end up gettin lazy
I will never end up gettin jaded

BLCKK:

CAME FOR THE BITCHES THAT AIN'T GIVE A FUCK
I THROW THAT BOTTLE WHERE IT NEED TO BE I'M FUCKIN' UP
DISSAPOINTMENT, LOOK AT WHAT I COULDA BEEN
SHIT I'M PASSED OUT, LOOK WHAT ALL THEM DRINKS DID
X2

AFOURTEEN:

AFOURTEEN DID NOT WRITE HIS LYRICS

BLCKK:

CAME FOR THE BITCHES THAT AIN'T GIVE A FUCK
I THROW THAT BOTTLE WHERE IT NEED TO BE I'M FUCKIN' UP
DISSAPOINTMENT, LOOK AT WHAT I COULDA BEEN
SHIT I'M PASSED OUT, LOOK WHAT ALL THEM DRINKS DID

SUICIDE IS BADASS FEAT. TRIPLE777 & AFOURTEEN [PROD. SKOTSKR]

LXXIV's verse was recorded in late 2018. GnarlyNick & Kashimotu finished the track in late 2020. MORE FYE OTW

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3rd @kashimotu

LXXIV x GNARLYNICK x KASHIMOTU - RELAPSE (PROD. JASIAH)

uh,
take shots in the am,
I could make a brand new bitch wanna stay in,
uh,
what the cops boutta think,
I could tell em straight I was heavy in the drink,
yeah,
I put a mark on a bitch,
double my fist, get fucked bout it bitch,
take it how you want ima kill for the shit,
ima go to prison for the glock in his mouth,
that shit didn’t rhyme cause I meant it,
suck my dick ima hang myself and ima take more pills if I still bitch out,
fuck c p d gettin shot today so they can dead my shit ‘for the news roll out,
all of my opps still faggot as fuck,
and fuck -------- bet the money ain’t comin I fucking,
fed myself to the bottle again and if I wake up pissed ima do it again,
when I kill myself,
fucking burn my shit,
cause I shot that kid and I made him suck my dick,
ion rap no more,
made me feel like shit,
fuck i’m here already I might as well get rich,
y’all wanted me honest,
so here fuck it if I catch her new man in public and he ain’t duckin,
i’m down to go to prison for watchin his ass bleed,
and still get paid for lettin em all see,

You can catch me dancing on they graves bitch,
I’m fuckin cackling all the way to the bank bitch,
only strap you slingin is what dykes bang bitch,
This that real shit 7 finna go in,
I’ve been workin on pronunciation,
Faggot,
Y’all been makin me so aggravated,
Rabid,
Ima gem you a damn rock,
-------- got his mouth on a big cock,
Like a chipmunk saving all the nut up,
Till he spew it out hoping that the clout come,
This that outcome,
You a foul one,
Keep the switch ups in they place and call out cow dung,
I know yall haven’t heard about me but I’m makin laps bruh,
I see the fuckin finish line it askin for colabs bruh,
face down ass up prayin to the crown bruh,
This thrown kinda comfy ima sit back and relax bruh,
s f p d they ain’t doin shit,
crackheads in the street runnin rampid as a bitch,
The governor of Cali can go suck my fuckin dick,
Y’all turning up my home into a fuckin regiment!

UNDERLORD

CPD/SFPD

CPD/SFPD - FT. BLCKK (PROD. SKOTSKR)

zer0xthrash - DO OR DIE [PROD.74FLOW] #DOORDIE

LYRICS: 

banzai ! motherfuckers they talkin but will not
comply 
mother fuckers they steppin on to the wrong side
ima keep it a hunnid with you i won’t lie 
lul bitch i hope that you stepping out with your goodbyes 
i’m about to swallow my pride with no chase
mother fuckers always talk about shit that they can’t face 
ima keep a lul blade on me time to carve yo faith
and i don’t need the sympathy just to give you grace

i’m boutta fuck up the place, man i don't give a shit how i’m raising my hell again
anarchofuckhead i’m talking my shit and i’m right in this bitch with no elegance 
i’m boutta step in the scene like a god and i don’t give a fuck bout my arrogance
"i know you remember me", think i forgot who you is cuz i’m walkin with excellence

walk in this bitch man im walkin with resonance 
you suckin my dick for a piece of the relevance
don’t try to talk to me with no intelligence 
you fake till you make it you really be sellin it 

bitch im really bad to the bone, smoke by da pack , need da gas and cologne 
and i don’t give a fuck i’m alone , can’t stress a bitch she gon turn you to stone 
and i be really mad on my own, when he talk bout the shit that i do not condone
man that pussy really act like he grown, he be talkin his shit but can never act on his own
put a scar on his face i put the al in capone
i be takin my shot i put the chrome to his dome

i’m boutta fuck up the place, man i don't give a shit how i’m raising my hell again
anarchofuckhead i’m talking my shit and i’m right in this bitch with no elegance 
i’m boutta step in the scene like a god and i don’t give a fuck bout my arrogance
"i know you remember me", think i forgot who you is cuz i’m walkin with excellence

banzai ! motherfuckers they talkin but will not
comply 
mother fuckers they steppin on to the wrong side
ima keep it a hunnid with you i won’t lie 
lul bitch i hope that you stepping out with your goodbyes 
i’m about to swallow my pride with no chase
mother fuckers always talk about shit that they can’t face 
ima keep a lul blade on me time to carve yo faith
and i don’t need the sympathy just to give you grace

SPOTIFY

BANZAI ! (PROD. PANDEMXNIUM)

Art by @nap_napolean on instagram.

Fuck all the modesty,
I’m so honestly done with apologies,
Ima body you wanna be wannabes
A monstrosity back from my Odyssey
Fucking you audibly,
rappers be white bitches learning astrology,
Drop all the novelties loose the commodities, (you nothing)
You’s a bitch out the womb and a bitch till you die this shit is a comedy,
I want it all like it’s fuck the economy,
Probably writing my autobiography,
Story of my life I want it In quantity,
Never satisfied must be my Philosophy
I like people but I like em ironically,
There’s somthing bout em I think it’s psychology,
Fuck em for just seein me as an oddity,
Prodigy,
They just seein what they wanna be,
If I wasn’t a legend before,
Than I am now,
Undeniably at war never back down,
Sneak disser talkin shit ima rip his ribs right through his back,
Out the way little bitch I don’t wanna clique I don’t wanna chat,
T7 is my give it some respect give it some pizzazz,
Already rent free in yo mind I just might slide for a heart attack little bitch,
Wait,
Facts,
There ain’t nothin in this world gon stop me,
Fantasize about shit I should not be, 
Holding your soul that I rip out your body,
I just wanna see you die,
It brings comfort to my eyes,
What I don’t incentivize,
you sayin how I live my life,
Fuck yeah fuck yeah,
Get the fuck out my life,
Fuck yeah Fuck yeah,
Get the fuck out my life,
Mental state got some damages,
I reinstate but ima handle it,
All the hate they so credulous,
I’m still waiting for the evidence im gone.

MONSTROSITY (PROD. CHASE NOIR x T7)

Lyrics:
Sleep tight 
Sleep tight 
Sleep tight 
Sleep tight 

I got  no love for you  ingrates 
All of you mistakes 
 Posting your problems like Boy you look bitchmade 
I'm
 taking my meds just to feel like I'm nothing 
Societies dead and were given em crutches 
I need a concussion 
I'm missing your touches 
My heart rate is rushin
I can't stop this cuttin 
This underground grunge rat got nothing to prosper 
I'm pulling the thoughts out my head with a fucking revolver
I'm pushing down feelings and kissing up on her  

My stomach is turning 
The Sanities burning 
Stabllitys hurting 
Depression is lurking
I'm closing the curtains 

These Impulsive choices are fucking up my life 
Leap off the high rise 
I wanna sky dive 
Killing that pussy I'm takin her 9 lives 
Hxnry the prophet  
Im Optimus prime I been babbling Talking automous 
Walking anonymous 
Hit like Muhammad 
  Been shaking ya shakras 

 Im Down in the dirt n I love riots 
Baby come try 
I been killing gods with this acid diet 
Watch yo homies dying 
Man I'm so excited I been making victims sipping psilocybin 
Leave their bodies drying 
When the prophets talking you can't keep him quiet

PROPHETSANTHEM(FT KILL DYLL)

spotify goofed my drop and fucked up the song name but you know what gabagool 

RUNNIN THIS SHIT I FEEL LIKE A SOPRANO
MY BOY GOT MY BACK HE WONT RUN OUT OF AMMO
THESE BITCHES CANT PLAY ME LIKE IM A PIANO
AND THEY LIKE TO HATE WITH NO TALENT, FANTANO
YOU SEEING MY SILHOUETTE, HIDE IN THE SHADOWS
MY DICK IS SO BIG I MIGHT NEED ME A LASSO
YOU FAKIN THOSE STATS WHY THE FUCK YOU SO SHALLOW
YOU HUFFIN THOSE CHEMICALS, GO SMOKE TOBACCO UH

BITCH IM A MOB BOSS
SHE GOT THE TATAS
I GOOGOO GAGA
LET IT GO FA FA UH

SUCK ON MY WILLY, NO WONKA UH
HOP OUT THE WAGON I’LL STOMP YA UH

BIG BOOTS STEPPIN
I STAY WITH THAT WEAPON
IM FORCING CONFESSIONS
LIKE I WAS THE REVEREND
BUT THERES NO DISCRETION
YOU AINT WORTH THE STRESSIN
GO WORSEN DEPRESSION

HOLD THE TEC
FEEL LIKE IM BOBA FETT
AINT EVEN TEXT HER YET
ALREADY WET, CEMENT

SHAKE IT FOR A DIRTY MOTHERFUCKER IN A GAS MASK
SHE FROM ITALY, SMALL WAIST BUT HER ASS FAT

MATCH THAT, PASS THAT
PUSSY GET WHACKED FAST
RACK BACK, FAT SWAG
THAT’S WHAT YOU LACK BAD

gabagool? over heeeereeeeee

ALRIGHT BET
ON MY SET
WE THE SHIT
W UP NEXT

I feel like im Tony cant trust none you bitches
I stay on my own and im hiding my riches
I aint talking lilo, ill leave you stitches
Im lighting it up but it aint even Christmas
Y’all hating my ass turn around and say “kiss this”
Y’all fuckers be hypocrites acting complicit

TONY SOPRANO FREESTYLE (PROD. RXDFXCK)

Out on all platforms

Lyrics:

Bitch, I get what I want, I'ma do what I do, I'ma do what I need
And I don't really care what you want
Bitch, I walk with a limp, got a chop to the knee
And I'ma get my cash in advance

I'm the man with the bands, I don't fuck with the feds
Bitch, I feel like I'm a bandit, abandon
Everything and know, that I'm a damaged image
Wont cut my wrist, I don't like that flow

Distortin my images, she gon' write my wrong
And I don't need the internet, just to write my own
Yea the splurgin immenent when i make my songs
Bitch, I do what I want, bitch, I do what I need

I don't care what these motherfuckers see
I'ma just do if it's me, I'm believeing in me
I'm the reaper to my own beliefs
Pop another cap of shrooms, and map the room

Money on my mind is like a mental tomb
But I'ma get on by just like I always do
And I never get the time to rest and always choose
Really cannot make my mind, I don't know what I need

Nah I really can't decide where I should plant the seeds
But definitely not up in her ovaries
When I put em' in her mind, she can't get over me
When i spit fire, better evacuate

Cause I'ma get a bag, then I'm going up back to base
All these motherfuckers always seem like they acting fake
When I be getting mad, motherfuckers don't want the fade
Keep up with the act, you gettin packed, I'm aggravated

Leave em' with no chance, yo last dance is calculated
I'm activated, if you actin' agitated
I'ma have to leave his body out, decapitated
Fuck what they say, I'ma do it all

Man they can never really say that they've been through it all
But everybody always trippin', man, I'm through with y'all
I'm about to paint a fuckin' picture, about to paint the walls, its red
In my defense, i hopped the fence

And acted dense, then made amends to my expense
Then I break suspense and grab the pen
I'm goin 10s, I never really wanted to depend

On any of yall
Bitch!

Bitch, I get what I want, I'ma do what I do, I'ma do what I need
And I don't really care what you want
Bitch, I walk with a limp, got a chop to the knee
And I'ma get my cash in advance

I'm the man with the bands, I don't fuck with the feds
Bitch, I feel like I'm a bandit, abandon
Everything and know, that I'm a damaged image
Wont cut my wrist, I don't like that flow

Distortin my images, she gon' write my wrong
And I don't need the internet, just to write my own
Yea the splurgin immenent when i make my songs
Bitch, I do what I want, bitch, I do what I need

I don't care what these motherfuckers see
I'ma just do if it's me, I'm believeing in me
I'm the reaper to my own beliefs
Pop another cap of shrooms, and map the room

Money on my mind is like a mental tomb
But I'ma get on by just like I always do
And I never get the time to rest and always choose
Really cannot make my mind, I don't know what I need

Nah I really can't decide where I should plant the seeds
But definitely not up in her ovaries
When I put 'em in her mind, she can't get over me

REAPER TO MY OWN BELIEFS

ALL PLATFORMS

REAPER TO MY OWN BELIEFS (PROD. PLURE)

SHOUTOUT: @pyrxciter @kxllswxtch @brianspenser @singe

ZER0XTHRASH X KXLLSWXTCH X PYRXCITER - DONT STOP! (prod. singe x brian spenser)

Free my homies 4 me

everyone dies in their nightmares

Prod @ded333
mixed/mastered by ME

Yuh, i raise the roof with this k
Choking on the gun smoke put him in his grave
Yuh, he wont see another day
I aint one to cap i aint one to fucking play

Feel this shit, do you feel this shit this choppa intimate
load the clip, fucking load the clip so i can let it rip

Im under the covers they dont even know it
I pull out that pistol then cock it and blow it
Been killing this shit everyday without motive
You come at me wrong and this shit get exolosive

Talking and talking, i cannot hold it
Said that you poppin, i didnt notice
Oh thats your chain? well i just stole it
Come into my crib so much coke it is snowing

He wont talk but ill change his mind when i pull out that 30 clip
He's a fed and i can tell by the way he think he tough and shit

Fuck the world im on my own shit, i sleep with a fucking 45
Ran up made his body flip, left that muhfucka with a bloody lip

Gun smoke, in his lungs have him coughing blood
If you wanna rep a set then we gon pull up to your hood

UGHHHH FUCK, i really wish you would
Knock him out put his face in that mud
Give him cancer from the smoke of this gun

Spotify & Apple Music

Gun Smoke [Prod. DED333] | (LYRICS IN DESC.)

1st: @adam-vanscoyk
2nd: @dkoolpharaoh
prod: @hushinsilence

Dkool vocals mixed by: @mr_tns
Art: @caleb-haggerty

Spoify & Apple Music

Heat Seekers Feat. DKoolPharaoh [Prod. HUSHINSILENCE]

No Evidence

No Evidence W/ LXXIV + TR3 (Prod. Mystxry)

LYRICS//


Bitch I got a problem, I’m addicted to chaos

Love the sound of the gunshots Blowing yo head off
ROOF ROOF Let them dogs off the leash
Get to barking in this bitch 
Ima fight till I’m deceased
DEAR GOD

Bitch I got a problem, I’m addicted to chaos

Love the sound of the gunshots Blowing yo head off
ROOF ROOF Let them dogs off the leash
Get to barking in this bitch 
Ima fight till I’m deceased
DEAR GOD

They have to feel the fucking pain of many men they’ve taken to the ground 

I’ll make a statement as my brethren die anything you claim we’ll burn it down 

As long as you live 
There will be no peace 
From everything we give 
We’ll leave your folks deceased 

If he don’t say, IMA SAY IT
FUCK THE REBEL FLAG BITCH

All of them confederates dead 
and It don’t make sense

My people stole a bunch of sticks then we Merked y’all niggas

So yeah I guess it make sense why they fear us niggas

FA FA FA FA LOVE THEM GUNSHOTS (ohhh)

On my momma boy I love to see a pig drop (dead)

Go ahead throw a brick get yo face popped (boom)

I GOT A PROBLEM IM ADDICTED TO THE CHAOS

Bitch I got a problem, I’m addicted to chaos

Love the sound of the gunshots Blowing yo head off
ROOF ROOF Let them dogs off the leash
Get to barking in this bitch 
Ima fight till I’m deceased
DEAR GOD

ADDICTED TO CHAOS (PROD. OUTRAGE)

🌳🪢Somewhere being lynched☠️⚰️                                                                                                                                                                    💜🔒Ryn🔒💜

🕷️🔞 // rapper // artist // producer🕷️
@thrashxgvng
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