The Upload

Lyrics
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I break her back and flick it
I make those stacks and kick it
I take that glock that stick it 
Down yo fckin throat for lickin
The envelope I keep this message hidden from the crack and whippet 
Snap snap I'm making the etch marks on yo back for fckin sittin down
Bride me up I'm lookin for that clown 
Lookin like I'm flippant sound - making the fun and then raking the guts,
from the misters  tell to me scuttle my ship outta lot for guns
so they can take up all my nuns, my witches from my dire higher sound
Yeah!
But I dont want you to have a piece of that 
I fuckin hate you you god damn bitch boi you're a piece of pie
I cut you up like a sliver from the whole damn sweetness side
You think you're hard but you're a pawn in this game where they treat me right 
I'm kicking my feet back I'm feeling like a terror - a fuckin monster without chains my birthplace was an error 
Born in red under night at 30:10 nursey carer 
Cattle fed, born no light without a cause the skin was fairer 
Hospital was dark my goddess lost there was a blood monsoon 
She knew it would be better when she saw that harvest moon
Premature but fuckin sure that he would take it back to you 
For handsome sure he was a mark on world that seems so black to who? you!
Uh
Giving it back to the miserable now I'm designing a culture permissible
Now an ordained mother fucker so insane he is not punsishable or bait per  phishable 
Cut fat off I'm raking blood from fish for slack 
Need to pull them in and feed the world that I hold right on my back, bitch
I break her back and flick it
I make those stacks and kick it
I take that glock that stick it 
Down yo fckin throat for lickin
The envelope I keep this message hidden from the crack and whippet 
Snap snap I'm making the etch marks on yo back for fckin sittin down
Yeah Scriptz

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HARVEST MOON (PROD. DUMBCHILD)

Lyrics:

I can’t even feel my fuckin’ face/
Feelin’ like I haven’t slept in days/
Nobody ever listen when I pray/
Don’t even wanna know if I’m ok?/

Drown all my emotions in this bottle ima flood my system/
Keep it bottled up inside my mind this shit feels like a prison/
Picturing your face inside my head when I pick up this pistol/
I can’t keep this up much longer might succumb to the statistic/

Yeah, yeah/

And when it rains it pours/
What am I fighting for?/
I, I, I felt like this before/
You, you, you just walk out that door/

Never feeling sure if this right but I just keep on pushing/
Never backing down that’s how I’m built, so I just keep enduring/
Spilling my emotions on this paper tell you how I’m feeling/
Might not understand these words I’m saying, hope it’s not for nothing/

Yeah, yeah, hope it’s not for nothing.../
No, no, I hope it’s not for nothing.../

I can’t even feel my fuckin’ face/
Feelin’ like I haven’t slept in days/
Nobody ever listen when I pray/
Don’t even wanna know if I’m ok?/

Yeah, yeah/

And when it rains it pours/
What am I fighting for?/
I, I, I felt like this before/
You, you, you just walk out that door/

OBSCURE (prod. Plurbs, Adrian Adder & Rodd)

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FRIEND, STEP UP TO THE END of the motherfuckin plank
I got yo skank at the rend of the knife I swipe in lens
In the benz, Im waking the master on bend, i HAVE YOU TO DO THANKs
bless my ranks with the lengths i go to mark my fuckin 8S 
i GOT LIKE 10,  i meet my end, karma on the sutra senpai, kamakazicide, seppuku in my bent eyes ->
Im a cannibal of souls I mention it to friend, i walking plank with the send I kinda have like ten lives, I kinda have like 10 lives

OVER 9 LIVES (PROD. FANTOM XXX)

Deep In the Creek (Feat Desu The Heathen)

Once your parents are gone 
That is that
But if you’re all you have 
Keep pushin past 
Know your worth 
Your worth more than that

I don’t need no pats on the back
Like a quarterback 
I’m pretty much the only one besides my mom
Who’s had my back
In the past I’ve definitely felt defeated 
Even though I get requests 
From people that want me feated 
It’s been a feat trying to get over my mind
That’s feinin 
Droppin to the
floor 
dry heaving 

It ain’t mind easing 
To feel floored by these people 
That are eavesdropping 
people dripped out in their condescending nature like it’s condensation 
Contemplating 

My problem isn’t insincerity it’s insecurity 
What my eyes have seen 
I wouldn’t wish-on anybody 
My brain is not pow wow
It’s a mad house

MAD HOUSE (Prod. DUMBCHILD)

@koste_music
@viciousvampira
@g_grim
@d_vy

Prod: @big420playa

ONE STEP AHEAD - (KOSTE, VICIOUS VAMPIRA, HEXMANE, GGRIM, D_VY) [PROD. NONAMEPLUG]

HYPOCRISY [prod. Undead Ronin]

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Going M.I.A. - Slowed + Reverb

WBK (prod. Astro x Senk x Singleb)

MVKO

Bust shots,
Grippin on 2 gold glocks,
Casin out your fuckin crib bitch I kept a close watch,
Try to Run up on me Got a blade in both socks,
Got you tied up santos waiting at the boat docks,

Hostile shit,
One shot from the pump will make your body flip,
I'm smashin on your girls box I'm feelin like I'm Roddy rich,
One hit from the blunt it gon hit you like karate kicks,
Bitch dont run your mouth one punch will leave your body fuckin stiff,


SANTOS SANTANA

oh my
point the tec 9 to yo face bitch
usually im moving low but not today bitch

coke lines
take a step back bitch 
better watch yo words 
ima pull up with ma gang bitch

cocaine
real dope fiend
bless the ak
bullets coming for yo brain

go spray
creepin with mane
killa dna
runnin through my veins

Gold Glocks feat. Santos Santana (Prod. tuMaggz)

PROD. NO NAME PLUG
ARTWORK BY: UNDEAD RONIN
Engineering: @PRODJORDANJAY

LYRICS:

[8corpses]:

12 threatened me 
with a warrant 
Fuck a tyrant
So I said I applaud
Micah Johnson
asked if 
if they preferred glazed donuts 
Make the bullets fly like a hornet
Spray ya body up like antiperspirant 
Swiss cheese your organs 
All y’all mothafuckas are so borin
nothing important 
If I see ya on tha block 
Turn your body to some chalk
Make ya 
Kiss my glock
It’s goodbye 
Imma hit a lick 
on ya fucking life 
No lie 
Entry wound in your head 
 lookin like a third eye 
Not even God 
can stop your demise 
BETTER CALL THE CLERGY
READ YOU 
YOUR LAST RITES 

[YVNCC]:
only come around for donations
Jus feelin like im really gon break shit
I said Listen baby im angry
Doe I Kno another mf wan say shit 

Feelin. Stuffy all in my lungs
Im gon snap dat bih jus for fun
Tell dat scalawag be done
Yo business over here bruh

Dealt with skeletons in my closet now ima grind em up
If u lookin funny for that reason ima crack ya bruh
I was inna drive thru debating cheese with my fav
Lately I been thinking  n plotting on getting an Escalade

Ion wanna snap ya but if u cross da line I break ya face
Feeliing bad an looking great tell em off my dinner plate

Irate (feat. Yvncc) [Prod. NO NAME PLUG]

Perfect Sacrifice by Gothboybrooks.
Produced by Thorn Beats.
Mixed by @childrenheareverything.

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Perfect Sacrifice

heres a track off my upcoming DEAMON EP. stay tuned for more soon.

oh shit
my choppa got a foregrip
all my bitches foreign
all my whips is foreign
Imma keep it pourin
latino bitch she boring
ill rearrange her organs
hennessy im pouring

ay its the black mage
with the 12 gauge
shotgun straight in your motherfucking face
go call your mates
its too late
too late to be saved

cuz all i do is rap
hit em with the strap
fold em like a map
knock him with a jab

now whats the matter
whats the deal
what is going on forreal
ive been silent
keep it real
got the tool it is concealed
death row, last meal
time to take the final pill
my liver is just pure steel
lungs are iron thats forreal
now whats the motherfucking deal
apache keep it real
apache keep it real

FOREGRIP [PROD. PULSE]

gave up on acapella im sorry guys

Spotify link:
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Low Sun (OUT ON SPOTIFY)

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DIAMOND (PHONK TYPE BEAT)

Грибы - Тает Лёд (Right Version) ♂ Gachi Remix by Rat TV

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Irate (feat. Yvncc) [Prod. NO NAME PLUG]

8corpses

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