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Death VVish
02:21
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Uh
Aye
All of this pain, it done made me
May the trap jump like the 80s
Bitch, watch your back, I am crazy
Grew up with no dad, it ain't phase me
I thought the drugs, they would save me
I thought the plugs would complete me
Suicide on my mind, no more contemplating
I got a death wish
Like the Trio, nigga, I keep it Devilish
Like the PO, nigga, I keep arresting
But never resting, third eye open, Illuminati reppin
You get bodied with the Holy weapon
Leave holes in your body then it's Tekken
I know nobody in this scene really live what they reppin
The underground same as the mainstream
All you pussy niggaz fish, following upstream
But this shark got enough heart to snatch your heart even from the basement
The aroma of you organ donors
When I kill it's an art like MOMA
With the whip, ya bitch, I'mma lease her like Mona
Esuz the Goat
Baphomet mask yea I might snatch your soul
Virus Corona, I might catch a cold
I am the cobra, I might sell my soul, yuh
To the Devil, it goes a son
With the metal, I'm on the run
Get on my level, high as the sun
Blow a bag after I blow the gun
My mind is corrupted
I'll die for the substance
I'll die on this substance
I find no one to trust it
I'm on my own, alone is this fuck shit
All on my own, the throne for the cuffin'
I got a death wish
Like the Trio, nigga, I keep it Devilish
Like the PO, nigga, I keep arresting
But never resting, third eye open, Illuminati reppin
You get bodied with the Holy weapon
Leave holes in your body then it's Tekken
I know nobody in this scene really live what they reppin
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2. |
nothing ft. Sepha.
02:43
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You are here today
Life won't pass away
Memories arm the tanks
You won't run away
I'm nothing at all
I'm nothing at all
I'm nothing at all
I'm nothing at all
Feel like I wanna see you again
In another life
Feel like I wanna see you again
In another life
But I don't
But I don't
I'm nothing at all
I'm nothing at all
I'm nothing at all
I'm nothing at all
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3. |
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This some Post-apocalyptic shit
Y'all niggas gon die (facts)
2RVRE
Bitch ass niggaz
You already know what the fuck it is nigga
TRASH GANG
Dead Gods, Rise
Dead Gods, Rise
Risen from the depths of the bottom
I'm walking thru dark nights like it's Gotham
Fall back pussy you never wanted a problem
With the glock in
I divide then devise a solution to solve em
Let the revolver clip him then Witch red dot 'em, spot him to Altar
Bring them Hellhounds so we can stomp 'em
I'm hellbound with a mopstick I mop 'em
Brainstorm with ya bitch so she could top 'em (Top 'Em!)
My bitch a yellow goth chick
She gon get it poppin
Prescription Oxycontins
She say she love my content
Make her wet then swamp it
The bitch a monster, so she used to pussy poppin
She walk in Neiman Marcus so we could cop shit
I'm mobbin with some demons in Balenciaga
Dead Gods, Rise
Dead Gods, Rise
Jugging I see no payout
Fuck it, I leave no witness
Never to find no way out
No room when I’m getting my riches
I’m hungry, I’m looking for payback
My homies we know where you stay at
My niggaz you know we don’t play that
My niggaz we come where the rage at
Oh this eternum I’m walking
Reaching with dead gods
I draw the blood that’s inside the circle
I'm dead Mobb
Twist your head off
You can't do this to molten the blaze
Mega man off
Hoe I’m zooted, just open the cage
I'm melting, I feel my bones
I feel that my soul is leaving
I’m letting my heart of stone
Too late cause I feel it’s bleeding
I'm melting, I feel my bones
I feel that my soul is leaving
I’m letting my heart of stone
Too late cause I feel it’s bleeding
Dead Gods
Dead Gods
Dead Gods
Yeah, Mobb
Yea
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4. |
YAYO
02:34
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Bitch, get the Yayo
Do just what I say so
I ain't got no chill, little bitch she look like Keiko
She actin hella boujee
I just tote the toolie
I no fuck with goofy
Fuck it, let's just make a movie
Gucci, Louis, Prada, Gabbana, Balenciaga
Overdose on China, bro I think she found her papa
It's the love that she has
It's the trust that got her gassed
Run it up, run it fast
I know you afraid of your past
Bitch, get the Yayo
Do just what I say so
I ain't got no chill, little bitch she look like Keiko
She actin hella boujee
I just tote the toolie
I no fuck with goofy
Fuck it, let's just make a movie
Gucci, Louis, Prada, Gabbana, Balenciaga
Overdose on China, bro I think she found her papa
It's the love that she has
It's the trust that got her gassed
Run it up, run it fast
I know you afraid of your past
Bitch, get the Yayo
Do just what I say so
I ain't got no chill, little bitch she look like Keiko
She actin hella boujee
I just tote the toolie
I no fuck with goofy
Fuck it, let's just make a movie
Gucci, Louis, Prada, Gabbana, Balenciaga
Overdose on China, bro I think she found her papa
It's the love that she has
It's the trust that got her gassed
Run it up, run it fast
I know you afraid of your past
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KiKi, As Your Luv Fades
02:54
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As I wait, your love fades
Constantly abused, I love hate
Fuck love, I trust pain
I'm my own best friend, in the end
The markings on your wrists
Like a beautiful work of art in the eye of the abyss
I still think about our kids
Aye
All the potential ain't worth all of this
I'd blow my mental just to make some sense
Out of all of this, get to the check then intolerance
Still the enemy, I'm my own worst enemy but nothing compared to KiKi
She eventually gave me life just to take it away, now take me away
In the end I gave someone the power to make me pay
For the sins I never committed, aye
Had to get religious, aye
The irony
How come it was you that was on your knees
But how come it's always me that's begging for forgiveness, wait
As I wait, your love fades
Constantly abused, I love hate
Fuck love, I trust pain
I'm my own best friend, in the end
The markings on your wrists
Like a beautiful work of art in the eye of the abyss
I still think about our kids
Death wish
As I wait, your love fades
Constantly abused, I love hate
Fuck love, I trust pain
I'm my own best friend, in the end
The markings on your wrists
Like a beautiful work of art in the eye of the abyss
I still think about our kids
Death Wish
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6. |
War
01:54
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Blow at the opps (Aye!)
The New World Order is here, upon us
Spirits upon us, nigga
(You stupid motherfuckers)
Government !War-time! shut down
Fuck nigga (y'all had your chance tho, hahahahaha)
Conspiracy, ain't no theory
Fuck wrong with these niggaz (Look outside)
U really tried
(It's like God walkin)
Hear the riots
(Jesus Walkin)
Feel the RIOT
On Twitter you niggaz go hard with the typin
Insta snappin with blickys like Nikon
Lift a opp out of his Yeezys then Nike em
Stupid, the point of these pistols to hide them
Yuh, I really go retarded on niggaz
This the jam like Carter steady slamming on niggaz
Jack-o'-lantern flow I get to carvin on niggaz
Bitches gimme brain like Harvard, lil niggaz
Don't you know the rap game all fucked up
If a nigga act hard then he gettin fucked up
Dicks get to stiffin like a bitch, stuck up
If a nigga think we trippin then we hit em, buck-buck
Focal point of a any sentence
The bars get you locked like pendants
Vocal point for the reference
Beast with the weapons, eat your intestines
Peep the bitch beggin
I take these niggaz to war
I take these niggaz to war
I take these niggaz to war
I take these niggaz to war
I TAKE THESE NIGGAZ TO WAR
I TAKE THESE NIGGAZ TO WAR
I TAKE THESE NIGGAZ TO WAR
I TAKE THESE NIGGAZ TO WAR
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7. |
Tearz (la caída)
02:50
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Look out the window
Look at the news
Look out in limbo
Look at the truth
Look at the lies they tell, it's simple
Look at this indo, this into half your soul without your kinfolk
Look at this info, Look at this intro
Look at the loss of friendships
Look at the cost of interest
Look at how they really control us, even our thoughts are censored
Look at the senses
Look at forensics
Look at reflections
Look back at enemies with the tenses
Look at the pigs, look at offenses
Look at the impossibility for us to somehow now mend the fences
Look at this relentless approach in attempt to end this
Look at resistance
Look at the riots and protests his
Look in defenses
Lookin pretentious
Look, him who tests this shall look in death's collections
Look at corrections, typos connecting, gases ascending
Look at first amendments
Fuckin world ending
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