@mvzi
@yelsisdead
@fxckyoujamie
@backoffjames

LYRICS:

[MVZI]
You better stay inside, Cause I’m creeping through the night
Katana on my waist, You know I’m not afraid to fight
Pray on my demise, I keep looking in her eyes
Blade running down her hips, You know I’m ‘bout to take a life

Pussy boy at the tip of my barrel
I just wanna see his bone marrow
Keep on barking, put you in a kennel
Open wide I’m ‘bout to do your dental

Bitch I’m not a barber, But I’m Edward with the scissors
You can pull up if you want to, Don’t expect a dinner
I feel like chiropractor , When I grab her, then I bend her
Bitch said that she want me back, But baby I’m a sinner
I took your mans, I ripped his heart out 
Devils dance, When I hear hellhounds
There’s no chance, You gon’ survive now
In my hands, Your life on count down

I’m taking that bitch, Then I’m fucking her face
Guess my minds an abyss, Cause I’m sick in the brain
There are bones in the pits, And there’s bodies that hang
Do not care bout a diss, So keep barking my name

[YELSISDEAD]
Gave the bitch another choker
Then I went and fucken choked her
Make sure that she’s dead
Got the board
And then I go invoke her
Now the bitch is dead
She Medusa got her head
Want the dick I gave her lead
Young dead go and Resurrect
Baby know that ima sinner
She thinks we gonna fuck
But to me that’s just my dinner
I’m killing the game
I’m going insane
Spitting that flame
You spitting propane
Fucking with gang that’s not okay
Lite the match then it go bang

[FXCKJAMiE]
Burning all my brigdes now yo points won’t across
Yeah you
Talkin hella wreckless I might hang you on a cross
Yeah I
Break yo fuckin leg got you whining bout the cost
Now Im craving only blood these pussies jumping in they socks

Know I only press it you worth the hassle
You want smoke Yall can Find me in my castle
Where tf are you bitch where’d you go
Got yo blood on me drippin head to toe

I don’t really wanna go, I don’t really want yo hoe
I just really wanna find some fucking sense before I choke

SINNERS

SINNERS ft. YELSISDEAD x FXCKJAMiE (Prod. KILLJAMES)

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SINNERS w/YELSISDEAD & FXCKJAMiE (Prod. KILLJAMES)

written & performed by fxckjamie and gashum
produced by fxckjamie
cover art by acruxgod


[FXCKJAMiE]
Fucked up in the back 
And I’m sipping on jack 
white bitch throw it back
And her ass real fat 

doing drugs til im blacked 
Snorting coke by the stack 
Then we buy it all back

never not smoking dope
Lungs blacker than coal
Still I already know 
Imma die slow aye aye
I’ma die slow

[GASHUM]
You fuckin with my faculty 
imma clap back so rapidly 
undoubtedly you bout to be bleeding out 
what a tragedy
i don't need no medicine 
eat u up like some venison 
my head again is
pounding and screaming my thoughts are setting in uh
FUCK
I NEED HELP
I CANT TALK TO NO ONE ELSE
FUCK A HOE
I DONT KNOW
IF ILL BE ALIVE TOMORROW

[FXCKJAMiE]
Fucked up in the back 
And I’m sipping on jack 
white bitch throw it back
And her ass real fat 

doing drugs til im blacked 
Snorting coke by the stack 
Then we buy it all back

never not smoking dope
Lungs blacker than coal
Still I already know 
Imma die slow aye aye
I’ma die slow

[GASHUM]
wait me and jamie steady fuckin up this beat
you know we on another level that you’ll never ever reach 
you’re a leech
tear you open w my teeth
you gon leak
get the fuck up off my dick and copy someone else’s things

(Oh my god)

leave me alone
downing the bottle im moving real slow
takin your hoe
fucking her slow
then one i’m all done i’ll be sending her home aye

[SLOWED OUTRO]

IN THE BACK (FEAT. GASHUM) [PROD. FXCKJAMiE]

2022 Deathgaurd Mob, Written and preformed by 6a6ayaga
Production by Yung Venxm, Netuh, and Heks Guest Preformances from Seira666, and Fxckjamie
Mixing and Mastering by Fxckjamie Art Direction by 6a6ayaga

Grave Robbin' (feat. Fxckjamie) [prod. Yung Venxm]

What is it exactly? 

Lyrics:
couple steps forward watch u fuck around and back track 
couple steps back you ain't ever getting past that 
too high  now you losing like it's black jack 
stuck inside the past you ain't moving and it's fact facts 




pussy boy really wanna test that 
ar15 with a scope and its matte black 

get your fucking Body and your head snatched 
never in control now life feeling like a jetlag 


I can make a problem dissappear if it get spoke about
all these fucking dummies with their problems & their open mouths
never speaking much the only way I'm fucking moving out 
these pussies lose the goal & they ain't ever gonna get it now



now it's time to pay the fucking price 
you been a parasite 
you fall apart from in the seems you'll never seem to get it right 
surrounded by that ego 
caught up you ain't get a chance at life 
& you  ain't seem to notice yet  but pussy ima let it die

caged in this existence hearing wishes from a liars tongue 
what they really know about the itching till the morning come?
what they really know about the dirt that they aint ever done?
speak on shit in shelter and they pussy when the devil rung

JET LAGGED [PROD. TRULIFE]

How Industrious.

Lyrics:
I just spent a bag on some bad things
Pop a little bit and now i feel like I am lapsing
I be going up while they Crashing
Hit me for the work and didn't realize I'm taxing

Scratch my skin it peels off me
Whisper in this state appealing
Speak softly
I feel great I feel cocky
Lot up on my plate I take my meals promptly

It's a little fucking difficult to operate a function
Throw them fucking hands then get to Swinging to concussion
Fucking losing it like you been trapped inside a dungeon
Body needing more but it jus suffer a reduction

Money on my mind I got his bitch just fucking eyeing me
Preach about my worth and fuck her raw I Call it irony
Swear to God my sense of reason seems to be just idling
556 gon flatten out his block like we be ironing

Walk out, bitch, my top is finna drop down
Territory filled with the stench of fucking blood now
You ain't part of the mix, your getting tossed out
And I been high as a bitch, I gotta come down

I make this shit look like it's easy
Its ok your man wants to be me
I can't see wit u underneath me
And I feel like you been all depleting

BAD THINGS [PROD DUMBCHILD]

Ghost Lives (prod Netuh)

.                   INTL. TYRANT SECT MEMBERS
.                      DVRKSIDE & ILLUSION LUNA
.                            “Recipe for Murder:”
.                                 Prod. CURTES


Verse 1 : DVRKSIDE 


I beg thee 
Test me 
Bitch I got the recipe 
For murder 
make em rest in peace 
The devil got a hex on me 

I stand and deliver 
Momma raised a killer 
So if you try and press me ima snatch yo fuckin liver 

Bitch I’m cut throat 
Heads roll 
Anytime I let go 
Squeeze inhale the gun smoke 
Weed for sale and much moe 

You fuckin with the sect 
So you better show respect 
If you talk up out yo neck 
Then you just breathed in yo last breath 

I don’t play nice 
I’ll take yo life and won’t think twice 
So roll the dice 
But you’ll get sliced and put on ice 

Cause I can’t leave a body warm 
So I don’t 
That shotty leave you body torn 
Lil boy you choked 
—————————————————————————
Verse 2 : ILLUSION LUNA


momma raised a killa 

twist the blade up in yo liver 

bitch my backwood taste vanilla 

tyrant sect we a militia  

no michael jackson this a thriller 

pray to god but i’m a sinner 

yeah it’s cold but i don’t shiver 

run up em make em quiver 

bitch i’m out for blood till there’s nothing that remains 

pussy boy you up next to meet my fucking blade

time to meet yo fucking maker run and hide but you ain’t safe 

mothafucking tyrant sect bitch you betta know tha name 
—————————————————————————

Verse 3 : DVRKSIDE

Boy yo ass so fake you ain’t no G outside that booth 
If you ain’t gang then you can’t hang unless it’s dangled from my noose 
Tyrant sect out on the loose 
So you best watch how you move 
Leave nothing left but thoughts of you and scattered ashes on my boots 

Ima sex addict bitch I put the D in depression 
I been dead pussy don’t you step to this revenant 
Snatch out yo soul send yo bitch ass to Heaven 
Murder my art form bitch pain just a lesson

RECIPE FOR MURDER - DVRKSIDE X ILLUSIONLUNA - (Prod. CURTES)

TRACK 2 of the "PEST" EP

written & performed by fxckjamie
produced by ezrah & nightrdd
cover art by fxckjamie

CHEYDINHAL [PROD. EZRAH & NIGHTRDD]

lyrics: 
flexxed up bih how dat feel
flexxed up bih how dat
flexxed up bih how dat feel 
flexxed up bih how dat
flexxed up bih how dat feel 
flexxed up bih how dat

hurt my feelins how dat feel
broke my heart how dat feel
made my ass feel not real
thought we was in love like da birds from rio
yea bro pop his ass nigga like a pill
nigga bug off da 8th yea he cracked da seal
bleedin out on the fuckin floor nigga like a snail
yea u hidin in the mirror i can still see u
shawty u the devil ion wanna be u
tryna hide baby girl i can still see u

but im flexxed up now
yuh everybody say im next up now
countin my checks right now
feelin like i am the best right now
yea i needa pipe down
give me a seat yea i needa sit down
yea im too hype now
step ina crib gettin 2hype now 

flexxed up bih how dat feel 
flexxed up bih how dat 
x5
flexxed up nigga yea i got the last laugh
head straight to the bank and i count up my cash
tryna flex w my bih but im countin my racks
yea i dont rly care i went right u went left
i put striped head to toe like i was a ref
i get all my money straight outta bed

flexxed up bih how dat feel 
flexxed up bih how dat
GOODBYE
x4

How dat feel//goodbye (angelrave) **/_yrics in desc*^

Phonebooth

slow down

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Grave Robbin' (feat. Fxckjamie) [prod. Yung Venxm]

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