Name: 8th GRADE (prod. breezeh) by Zigwap in / / / T R X S H / / /
Duration: 2 min 12 s
Description: young bull been a hitta since the mf 8th grade

Whoever said the adlibs were annoying gfy, this is fire

I think ab this song a lot when ur balls deep. luv u

Wanna see me run to that rock? Wanna see me do it again?

some nigga has probably already done this shit but I posted this on yt lol https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=m0nKdFYxf_I

/  /  /  T R X S H   /  /  /

no cover art available

Lyrics:

You don't give a fuck bout this
I don't give a fuck bout that
These bitches are brats

Spoiled, corrupted
In need of these facts
I don't need your attention
I'll stay in the back

Dressed in black and discrete
I'm like mobbing the streets
Come up to me if you really want beef
I won't kill you I'll fuck you up 
Make you elite 
You don't know what I've been through
Don't know who I be

You don't give a fuck bout this
I don't give a fuck bout that
I hope you know that
I don't give a fuck where you at
Meet me in the back
Learn a lesson and a fact

Gizmo's taking a breath right now
You need to pipe down
You screamin but you speaking right now
I'm just doing what I like but it could turn right round
So I stay up every night it's to make a fight now 

Come and fuck with me but only if you want to
Hundred bitches wanna fuck me but I don't want to
You ain't see me if you lucky I don't really want you
Messing me just my g and he's teaching me kung fu

Come and fuck with me but only if you want to
Hundred bitches wanna fuck me but I don't want to
You ain't see me if you lucky I don't really want you
Messing me just my g and he's teaching me kung fu

Want You

Want You (Prod. Grigoryan)

slot (prod.me)

Produced By: 
https://soundcloud.com/the-virus-uk

Guitar Recording / Co-Production By: 
https://soundcloud.com/valentinthemad

Track Playthrough: 
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nY2QGf0OuQg

1st Rapper: 
https://soundcloud.com/kamiyada

2nd Rapper: 
https://soundcloud.com/lambo-lawson

3rd Rapper: 
https://soundcloud.com/slen_lb

Listen On Spotify

IronOxide - Ft. Valentin The Mad | Kamiyada | Lambo Lawson | sℒen

Vocals - @whxami + @kamaara
Beat - @killebov

Massacre w/ Whxami + Kamaara [prod. Kill Ebola]

Vocals: ＭＵＧ乂ＴＳＵ (@mugetsu117)
Production and Visuals: Lies (@alwaysbeenaloner)

[LYRICS]

Breathing is not real, if you're not suffering enough.
And it should not be like this.

Flying is only possible when believing in something this really hard.
And you can't stop thinking.

Crying for end to happen right fucking now.
Am I a normal being ?

Standing is too hard for me cause I got nothing to hold on.
Honestly, I'm alone.

Breathing.
Flying.
Crying.
Standing.

Am I a normal being ?

Honestly, I'm alone.

SOLITUDE

I remember watching the fireworks on new years eve of 2012, wondering if the world was going to end right then and there, and wishing with all my fucking heart that it would.


We was bout to die back in 012,

spend a couple dollars then I go wild,

hanging out the window of the hotel,

sniff a couple lines then I go down...
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who the fuck wanna fuck with a dead boy?

I ain't feel alive since 012 boy,

I was set to die I was ready for it,

winter of 012 I was heading for it,


sipping in the kitchen of a shitty little flat,

watching out the fucking window as the city fade to black,

wake up in a cabbie on the way to get a sack,

popping dxm with hexen I ain't ever going back,

that's that heart attack shit,

that's that loose your friends and end up in a body bag shit,

that's that junkie with a deathwish, wanted that shit

I don't give a fuck man, yeah I wanted that shit...

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We was bout to die back in 012,

spend a couple dollars then I go wild,

hanging out the window of the hotel,

sniff a couple lines then I go down...

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Eyes all heavy duty bloody,

Nothing but a body,

probably just a carbon copy, 

caught me wishing for a cop out,

Vision really really blurry,

Hurry up and catch me slurring,

Weak as shit and waking early,

Catch me tune in when I drop out,

I was set to die back in 012,

Thinking bout it I was dead back in 012,

Everyone always told me I'd go nowhere,

And they fucking right, I don't even really care,

Back in 012 living in hell I was ready,

Chip on shoulder, I'm not getting older, I'm ready to die for the city,

All of my hommies they in it,

Waiting for someone to end it,

I don't know if God knows but the devil taking payment...


I just wish I died back in 012,

Fuck what you saying I don't give a fuck,

I don't really know what I'm doing here,

I just wish I died I don't fucking care...

Winter Of '12 (prod. BRUXISM)

In honor of spooky season FT. DEPTH STRIDA

slanging diesel
leave them leaking bleeding
gonna fill that pussy up and then repeat it 
had some friends I don’t fucking need 'em
all that muddy cupping now u fighting sleepy

onyx gripping on the rocky
bullets pulling punches fingers do the fighting
fuck 
never sleeping always foggy Molly in morning 
bloody from the grinding 
fuck

smoking thraxx popping rox
say u got a gang ain’t even got a block 

voices be talkin a lot
my problem w razors the cuts tend to clot

boy put a pin on yo spot
the front door got windows not thinking a lot 

boy I ain’t coming to talk
texting me please lil bitch better duck

lean into that blowback (yuh)
lean into that blowback  (yuh, aye)
lean into that blowback (yuh)
lean into that blowback (yuh, aye)
lean into that blowback (yuh)
lean into that blowback (yuh)
lean into that blowback (yuh)


bitch did I stutter 
when I came in I said dumpster or the gutter 
why you pale I guess you never been a cutter
bitch gonna suffer 
better look me in the eyes 
motherfucker
now you know you fucking dealing with a monster 

bitch I’m obsessed with amphetamines 
I been a gutter boy since I was 17 
Demon king stay with promethazine
my stomach fucked up so I don’t eat anything 

bitch I’m possessed by the fear in me
stay in the gutter you already dead to me 
Demon king stay with the bluish beam
my head is stuck now your life don’t mean anything 

lean into that blowback (yuh)
lean into that blowback  (yuh, aye)
lean into that blowback (yuh)
lean into that blowback (yuh, aye)
lean into that blowback (yuh)
lean into that blowback (yuh)
lean into that blowback (yuh)

Lean In

young bull been a hitta since the mf 8th grade

8th GRADE (prod. breezeh)

@pxlse + @biv


biv 

dont let them forget when i die
done it myself when i cut out my eyes
im considering my time
made up my mind x2
imma let them hang
diamonds wrap they neck
in his own like that x2
i been feeling like i need it no
thoughts have never been forgiven no
i lost a promise but i get it no
i aint let you go forget it no

get off my dick bitch you clingy as shit 
talk and then i toss her and her shit out 
fit inbound wasted time beyond the bridge pounding fists bleed
stomping out smiles teeth stuck in my sneaker crease 
eat my shit slut centipede 
cus loves temporary took and cooked up cupids wings
and stupid slut saddle me 
scalping pigs and tattled sheep 
butcher beats studio could go where cattle be
minus the sobbing and surplus my salary 
cake up 
andy working harder than a woody when it wakes up 
trailer where they found the bones of my neighbor 
serpents think they swift they aint taylor
self centered sailors sink like a stone
airplane mode zoned in my home all alone better on my own bitch

slut centipede w/ biv [prod. kill ebola + pulse]

Chambers

SANTOS SANTANA X $NOT - ROUTINE

Produced by @wasbeatz
Art by @wasbeatz

[LYRICS]

SHIT IMMA GET STRAIT TO POINT.
NO NEED TO REMAIN, MOTHERFUCKING FEEL THE PAIN.
HOLY FUCK I HATE YOU HOLY FUCK I LOATHE EVERY SINGLE PARTS OF YOU.
GET THE FUCK AWAY IMMA BURN UP ALL THOSE IN MY WAY.

YOU ARE AGAIN DISPLACED.

MY TIME IS NOT DIVINE.
WE ARE MORTAL AFTER ALL.

BURN TO ASHES,
DROWN IN YOU BLOOD,
PULL UP THE FACE OF THE EMPTY MAN.
HIDE LIKE YOU HAVE NO KIND.

(Burn to ashes,
Drown in you blood,
Pull up the face of the empty...
Burn to ashes,
Drown in you blood,
Pull up the face of the empty man.)

MY BODY'S ABANDONING ME LIKE A VOLLEY.
PRAY FOR ME SO CAN I DIE SLOWLY.
PITY ME, FORGET ME, I DON'T CARE.
PITY ME, FORGET ME, I DON'T CARE, NO.

YOU ARE AGAIN DISPLACED.

MY TIME IS NOT DIVINE.
WE ARE MORTAL AFTER ALL.

(My time is not divine. 
We are mortal after all.)

DISPLACED II  [prod. ｗａｓ]

195+ CAPTIVES W/ WREN, ERROR & SAI (ART BY _SVKE)

i don't wrap no fucking pack
and i don't kill no fucking people
all these people with some expectations 
never fucking lethal 
i've been working hard for life 
but my past involved illegal 
i've been trying to understand 
trying to be better man'
trying to move past the shit 
that i'll never wash off my hands 
there's never no promises in a life full of questions 
ive been feeling depressed and i get off my ass 
but i'm fatigued and i'm tired 
like why that bitch try to drown me 
why i'm feeling so empty 
like why my friends fucking doubt me 
trying to love till it's gone 
i put my heart in my songs 
fuck a face mask wearing fan that hates when i'm gone 
like can i mosh to this one? 
i fucking promised myself that it is one then i'm gone 

i fucking hated myself 
you fucking taken my health 
but i've recovered from that shit and now i'm taking the belt 
i'm not here for the wealth 
i'm taking care of myself 
i'm busting in with a reason and you can't take what i've felt 


messaged on the daily like you're saving my life 
when i listen to your music like i'm living my sight 
my finest dreams come alive when you get down and you write 
grant you're amazing you are the light of my life 
tried to kill myself then i put on heart 
you are just like me yeah a teen with a dream 

never had a second thought about where to start 
i'm here for all the kids that are stuck in the dark 
you aren't your depression man yeah i know the obsession 
try grabbing love by the hand then they go pull out a weapon 
life's here to serve you you do not serve it 
finding your purpose isn't through material earning 

i was 16 yeah i felt empty as fuck 
no one on the bus found friends in the dust 
hated every single person couldn't find who i trust 
complex trauma then i turned to the drugs 
acid fucked me up 
couldn't leave for months 
panic attacks and thoughts about fucking me 
woke up oxycodone still fresh 
i'm surprised that my heart still beats in my chest 
what am i here for god like what am i doing 
i'm 19 in a few days now i'm feeling so useless 
like am i destined to work? a fucking job that i hate? 
to work a fucking second job to put food on my plate? 
i want my momma okay
fuck drugs you're a slave 
addiction not a joke but you glorified bitch 
popping drugs for a fix, check a bitch then i rip 
your fucking lungs through your throat 
use your depression as a boast 
i'm toasting to myself and my mother fucking circle 
all my people that are closest i love with the most of me 
svi is the clique we in it for the most you see 
my loved ones get my soul i love deeply 
deeper than the river runs to the sea 
for y'all i won't let demons get at me 
imma work hard cause bitch it's my destiny 
to save people is the reason why i'm battling bitch

RECOVERY [PROD. XEROGI]

LOT9//330

https://www.instagram.com/bigzigwap/?hl=en

https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCrI5zNf7yS3TSdB6XQFdb7Q

https://twitter.com/zigwap330

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8th GRADE (prod. breezeh)

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