New Release featuring the homie Doza, beat produced by Yung Zodiacc. up on all platforms including spotify. Follow us on instagram. @scythermane @hbkdoza @yungzodiacc
Art: Doza
Lyrics
Scyther Mane:
Nappy headed motherfucker never learn my lesson grab that smith and Wesson wit no hesitation who am my pressing there’s no besting the population of Weston gator man it’s been a while got yo bitch to smile, in 305 man we vile

Never met a better motherfucker meant to take yo life I entertain a busta motherfucka cuz my bitch no wife, she grab the glock & put that piece between yo eyes dont sympathize

catch a gat or two my homie pleased to hydrolyze yo body, I’m on my money everybody come and get yo money. U ain’t my honey homie we all foul & find u funny. Pull up get a crown up on my body for my money

💔Doza💔:
creeping up the cellar
doza coming with that 4 inch blade
devil talking to me
he don't know me boy get up my face
knocking at yo door I swear to God man you gon feel my pain
banging 3 6 in my civic feeling like I'm juicy mane
who you testing
get to stepping
lay me where the river cold
feeling like I'm midas
way I touch a beat and turn it gold
smite me if I turn my back
I can never trust no hoe
only good for 2 things and that's sucking and taking my dough

now I'm walking by my lonely all up in this empty road
devil talking to me trying take me trying get my soul
I could never go out Imma smack em turn em to my hoe
doza flow so cold I swear to God turn fire into snow
how you got so much to say
you try me stab you in the face
let you meet the reaper
he gon take yo ass up to yo grave
slaying witches
fucking bitches
pull up with that scythe lil mane
HBK and 3rd cartel
that doza and that scythermane

TALES FROM DA CRYPT (Feat. HbkDoza)[PROD. YUNG ZODIACC]

https://soundcloud.com/crypt1k

https://soundcloud.com/crypt1k

GRAVEYARD KILLA (Prod. CRYPT1K)

power mothafucka
pushin thru the nervous system
overload and I will blow your mind up with this wisdom
electric mothafucka
got them corpses dancin
bones are jumpin
triple six the voltage
and I fry the game like nothin
listen to my fuckin words
Ill lay it out its easy
tundra on the hunt
and every day is open season
I will never stop my grind
I could not find a reason
high key its killin you to keep up
so just take a breath

talkin bout the death of the game
its fuckin insane
started with the same chains
now I own my own lane
never owed it to the lames
I made my own flame
step up to the base
take you out the frame mane

MY OWN FLAME

@isvvcisvvcisvvc
@criminalistic-records
@isvvcisvvcisvvc
@criminalistic-records

PRE-SAVE

STONE COLD KILLA (PROD. ISVVC)

TUNDRA
fuck it Ima go berserk
like junkies lookin for the percs
pop em with the pistol save your shock 
thats how this shit just work
movin like a shadow
I dont got the time to waste and burn
reaper wants me dead
he better pick it up 
hes bound to learn
I dont do them drugs 
im fueled by hatred
and its in my blood 
whippin the weapon
and droppin the bodies
I bury my enemies in the mud
you talk a big game 
with a bullet in the brain
I put down quick with dirty phonk
seventh circle opens like a seal
when I go pop the trunk 
who the fuck you take me for
thinkin that Im just a fool
I will break your fuckin necks 
and do it while I keep my cool
get into my path and face destruction
I am sick of fake ass mothafuckas 
flexin thinkin that they art means somethin
I will wipe my fuckin ass with everything that you create
summoning everything all my power 
manifest and I will break
your soul and will and mind its mental
tundra feelin temperamental
judge jury executioner
hand in hand with lucifer

E R R O R
Bitch I’m walking thru the field of sorrow and the death
I see the corpses piling up the inside this bloody here dimension
Bitch I never been the one to bring the chill I bring the tension
Everybody want the money but I really want a sentence
For my life roll dice, till I’m waking up in nice hoes,
I don’t want the cash
I want a mansion with some ice cold
blood runnin through my veins 
Devil playing with my brain
Cut u up like u the same
Demons stockin novacaine 
Cuz ima ice cold killa on a mfn mission
taking off and I be winnin all u tricks
u keep on sp bitch I never hear opinions
of u suckas u some bitches
and I’m trippin cuz I’m slippin
need to stack it to the ceiling

BLOOD AND ICE (FT. E R R O R)

old song with bummy mix lmao

run it up cause im tryna get a beamer
hit the clutch, and im out, gotta leave her
i dont flex cash, hide it like its easter
stuff a band in the back, in my keister
100 dash, scared like a cat
btch talk back but she speak thru her fat
feel the wrath, kiss on my ass
only subtract but i cant do the math

i dont like fck shit that u doin
whip axe if im tryna get it movin
spit fax yeah i print all these women
get back cause im tryna get it groovin

run it up (anthxy!) archive song

Last project of the year. A new decade is waiting for us. Thank you all for the continuous love & support.
@shadxwevil & @acidmane666

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Lyrics:
I WILL CATCH YOU SLIPPIN
LIGHTS OUT 
STARS GO MISSIN

COMIN AT ME SIDEWAYS
HOE WE DO IT MY WAY
IM STILL LIVIN WIT MY POPS
THE FUCK U GONNA SAY?
ROLLING DOJA
LITTLE HOMIE WITH THE MOTIVE
ON THE CORNER
CAME FROM NOTHING
SMOKING THE MARIJUANA
RAW THE STONER
SERVIN THE PLUGS
SO THEY CAN DEAL WITH THE FIENDS
AINT GOT TIME FOR THESE BEANS
MAKIN SO MANY TRIPS
I FEEL IM LIVIN IN THE 15
MOSSBURG LOADED
IF I GOTTA LEAVE EM FOLDED
THOUGHT I TOLD YA
I WILL ROLL YA
LIKE THE BLUNT
AND THEN I SMOKE YA
NOW I AINT A GANGSTER
BUT IF YOU WANNA TAKE ME AS A BITCH
I SHOW YOU WHAT THE FUCK THIS IS
I TAKE NO SHIT 
I HOLD MY OWN
IVE LIVED TO BE THE ONE MAN ARMY
ACTIN LIKE THEY GONNA HARM ME
DONT EVEN FUCKIN GET ME STARTED
I WILL END YA PITY PARTY
SO WHAT THE FUCK YOU GONNA DO
WHEN LIFE IS CRASHING ONTO YOU
TIRED LIVIN IN THE ZOO
GONNA MAKE IT SWIFTLY THROUGH
IM LOOKING FAR BACK 
HOW MUCH I GREW
BUT IM STILL NEW
UP IN THE THIS MATRIX
I AM HATED
WITH THE FACES
MADE OF TWO
YOU CANNOT FAZE ME
BITCH
IM BOUT TO SPARK THIS BLUNT
SO WHERE MY FUCKIN BROTHERS AT
STAYIN LOW
PAPER CHASIN 
GOTTA GET THE BAG
FLIPPIN ANOTHA SACK
SPINNIN IM TRIPPIN CUS THAT WOOD TOO FAT
AND NOW I NEED A DAB
OF LIFTED DREAMS
I DO NOT WANT YO CRAP

I WILL CATCH YOU SLIPPIN
LIGHTS OUT
STARS GO MISSIN
(x2)

RESIDING WITH THE WOLF AND CROW
NO HOMIE I DONT FUCK WITH BLOW
I GOTTA KEEP MY STEADY FLOW
NOT NODDING OFF THAT DIRTY DOPE
THAT XANAX GOT YOU STUTTERIN LIKE A BITCH
I KNOW YOU NEED THEM PILLS TO COPE
SO QUIT YA TALKIN
FORE I GET TO SOCKING
I WILL WATCH YOU 
HIT ANOTHER LOW
CHOKE
TILL THEY CROAK
SLOW FROM THE ROPE
OH NO
YOU FUCKIN DONT
OG IN THE ZONE
PHONIES GET THE PISTOL CHROME
HOMIES ONLY IN MY PHONE
DOSIDOS UP IN MY SMOKE
IM KICKIN IT BACK UP IN THE HOME
THE SMOKE IS DISSIPATING
WHILE IM GETTING FADED
STATED THAT IM UNDERRATED
HOE MY LUNGS ARE ALWAYS VACANT
FOR THAT CRAZY
OVERRATED
MOTHAFUCKAS
I WILL CARRY
THIS MOTHAFUCKIN GAME
YOU HATE IT
CUS I MADE IT
I DONT CARE
HOE
STRIKE ONE I GO RAMBO
STRIKE TWO 
THATS YOU
YUH GRAB THE POLE
STRIKE THREE
DAS ME
RIP TO ALL MY FOES
YOU SUCKAS ARE BUILT 
TOO BITCH AND SOFT
IVE HEARD IT ALL SO FUCK EM ALL

-EVILMANE

EVILMANE - LIGHTS OUT (PROD. SHADXWEVIL)

A new track wit the homie https://soundcloud.com/crypt1k and beat produced by the man https://soundcloud.com/bustthatsag21 for the quarantine, stay safe. Dont forget to follow me on instagram to stay updated with my music and i @scythermane

Lyrics
Scythermane: 

A golden finger stained wit blood gripped tight upon the trigga, in mass I slang in mass u sing just a like pussy nigga. Into my groove I make my move I run around wit my ruger ,  shadowing light pompano fright u gonna be pissing Kruger. After I’m done u gonna be shifting to the light under my right I call my ride u know I lied my girl be sucking on my,  u call it mean I call it green mane I don’t waste my shooter u call for peace u call police mane I dont fuck wit cougars

SCYTHERMANE - BAD MOON (PROD. THORN BEATS)🔥🌙🔥

artwork and production by me

Lyrics:
Uppercut, get yo jaw broke, how you gonna cope?
fuck all that shit you better hang yourself upside down with the rope
constantly plagued by the tragedies, shit feel like blasphemy
taking it out on yourself and your drinking your life away with no fucks givin about your health 
locked up in your head, wishing you were dead
but even death cannot erase all the pain that your have dealt
deep down, underground nobody really cares about your hell
all of your demons are creepin around you but they begin to surround you
make a wish mothafucka your killers in the shadows lurkin in stealth
bitch my flow speed, machine gun ammo, breathe fire, make em melt
fuck with me and you mothafuckas will be dealt with
not to keen on being a fiend, fuck the lean im smoking on the green
got the dream, OTP, that my team
bitch we break the law and fuck a cop its ACAB
give no fuck, bitch we buck, gatty tucked, knuckle up
drop you down to the ground without a sound
rotting flesh, the bodies never found

FIEND(Prod. CRYPT1K)

Produced By Berniemaceleven
Cover Art By Berniemaceleven

https://soundcloud.com/yvncc

BERNIEMACELEVEN & YVNCC - LIMEWIRE (PROD. BM11)

Thanks to everyone for listening and sharing this track. lots more to come in the very near future! I also have 2 music videos dropping next month so keep an eye out for that as well!

STONE COLD KILLA (PROD. ISVVC)

E R R O R

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