The final in a trilogy of RVMAN EP's. Watch how we've progressed over these past 3 years.

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12. Bloody Mary Freestyle, Pt. 2

prod. PREZ SINATRA

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[LYRICS]

overdose and then convulse onto the sofa paramedics check my pulse and I’m colder than Minnesota, I’m the evil type/
play with knifes when I’m sleep deprived, seeing sprits in my crib think i live with a poltergeist/
I’m never nice, the devil couldn’t front the price for soul/
so imma kill beats then prolly take my life when I’m old/
these bad habits got em scared they say I’m outta control/
the 27 club is looking nice from down in my hole/
it’s so tragic/
A-list all plastic/
phony motherfuckers get the blunt and never pass it ‘round/
I stack the cards but always find a way to break em down/
positive gestures always find a way to get me clowned/
so I just take another shot and get to acting out this acid rap is causing casualties around a hundred miles/
I visit studios & leave the artist dead in piles walking out the door I think I’m stepping over harry styles/
one direction how this tool move, it’s clockwise, I tighten up my circle had to remove, bout 5 guys/
don’t be talking if you ain’t on, my eye line, I can’t stand you fools gotta improve my time line, like fine wine, these raps are, had fake friends, got back scars, fuck what these fags thought this real rap don’t act hard/
the facts are, this black car, will blast past, his radar, these piglets, won’t spin shit, we smoke pork like incense, we did it/
you fuckers acting we ain’t get yo attention/
like when a midget visit basketball conventions/
my intentions are the bad type/
I listen to a bimbo talk then hit her wit the bagpipe/
find a tailor get a fitted suit that’s pinstripe, feel like I’m in the mob I got a tommy at my priests wife/
i tell that bitch read from the Bible then I kill her cause I always like to say my grace before I eat my dinner/
real killer/
faces stretched along my lampshade/
handmade, knives in the eyes of the deadweight/
castrate/
every victim thinking they gon get laid/
soul leaves the body, drag my knife across the breastplate/
can’t relate to the populous that got morals we ain’t cordial I’m immortal you peasants flimsy as foil while I’m hitchhiking portals & slaughtering all you mortals I’m a force to be reckoned with/
I drink a 5th then piss gold on yo mothers lips she like it when I swing my dick/
left and right just like a clock she getting hypnotized I’m all up I’m her
mouth but she don’t mind because she’s not alive/
I’m sick and twisted like a suicidal victim who had covid, scalded a ladder took a leap right off the building, and I’m/
hanging out like the noose in ya uncles kitchen boutta take the swing but it’s too loose looks like he failed the mission/
drawing triple 6’s just to piss the Christian’s off, in the back off class putting pentagrams on all the walls/
teacher told my mom that I had something wrong, she laughed it off until I brought a strap to school and wacked em all/

Something Darker FT. LVST [PROD. PREZ SINATRA]

prod chemical bond
some random freestyle shit 

[lyrics]

yeah, pull up on go at the red light
me and my bros will get it done
better know i keep a tool tight
i thought i told you im not the one
me and the gang out all night
what we did cant be undone
we spin around every op town till we see the light from the sun
run, run, run, run, run yeah thats that shit that makes it fun
i aint really into making friends so you know i gotta keep a gun
bitch im way too high i put some purple in my cup
think i boutta fly, no i cant get enough

yeah, im a junkie for yall entertainment 
and im shy so im always sedated 
and i really dont know if ill make it
sumn different the devil was saying 
idk whats in the plan
i know all the haters are fans 
no i cannot trust yo goofy ass, prolly hang with the feds
burnt out, idk whats left for me in life
everydays a hassle for me just to stay alive
cutting ties, thought that i was in safe place but its darker now
i dont spend a day sober, man it aint working out

i aint getting shit done with these gray clouds
getting hard to function i dont wanna let em down
let em down x3

no one safe i told you that
day ones try to hold you back
yeah they talk they shit but i just sit back and i count my racks
yall so trash, mask up in the whip and catch the ones who lack
all my bros metallica we rockout then we fade to black

pull up on go at the red light
me and my bros will get it done
better know i keep a tool tight
i thought i told you im not the one
me and the gang out all night
what we did cant be undone
we spin around every op town till we see the light from the sun
run, run, run, run, run yeah thats that shit that makes it fun
i aint really into making friends so you know i gotta keep a gun
bitch im way too high i put some purple in my cup
think i boutta fly, no i cant get enough

lxxiv - aint into making friends [lyrics in desc.]

BLADEHIIT

BLADEHIIT FT. LXXIV + TR3

Triple Dosage [Prod. UFO99]

Kill Shit W/ LXXIV [Prod. YOKAI]

prod. @bxngxiii
mixed by me bitch

pull up, we on go with the Glock 
never fold, when facing an op 
can’t trust no bitch I had my dope in my sock tried to sell that shit and then found out she a cop 
had to pop that pussy and I ain’t use my cock
at the end on the ground there was chalk
hide the evidence then call up the doc 
another pig that got popped on the spot

my dot green and my homies is red
bro switched up so we took off his head 
no pillow talkin to yo bitch in the bed 
cause you’ll find out later that that hoe is a fed, Fuck 
you don’t wanna see me violent 
put on that mask and get bussin in silence 
been riding dirty I’ve been had no license 
if I hear the sirens there will be no compliance

when we in the stu, don’t fuck up the session 
so that means no talkin, no bitching, no texting 
make him levitate, call me Eleven
yo ass can get done up and that’s without question, Yuh

my homie T.R.3 got a temper don’t play with the man or he might whip that burner out 
If you let him uppp it better duck cause he hitting them heads bodies dropping without a doubt

I’m finna do you like Suge did Pac 
put your name on my hit list and then I’m gone pop
sockin em rocking em then I start dropping em 
that’s what gone happen when we on yo block, yuh
then I’m slicing like kimbo
I am not stopping that’s word to my kinfolk
I said ur my friend? guess I musta miss spoke
you wish you did when you said that you want smoke

bitch, I got a temper, don’t get yo hoe involved or I might kill her 
Access on lock, don’t need more members 
you think I’m trash man look in the mirror

don’t think you edgy cause you act sad, scream in a mic and think you’re the devil 
all of these rappers are so fuckin bad, turn up the distortion and think that it’s metal

35 for a feat no exceptions lil bitch so get out my DMs and hop off of my dick
I can see through the fake you all slimy like snakes imma stick with my kin won’t stray from the clique

we all some ballers we pull up and shoot 
bodies gon drop when I pop out the roof 
I’m magic hoe all the ops go poof
swiftly killing even god would approve

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Unbothered Freestyle [Prod. BANG]

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"No Mercy" (ft. Kashimotu & TR3) [prod. AYAZRA]

"I Am Your God" (feat. Kashimotu)[prod. FRDM]

MIX/VOCALS : @lvstforpain
VOCALS : @adam-vanscoyk
PROD : @sauronx

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BRINK ft. LXXIV (PROD. SAURON)

oh you wanted lyrics? well the thing is dis shit not new so you aint getting none :). I will do it for the next song tho buddy.

No Blue Lives Ft. LXXIV, KASHIMOTU, WRXTH (PROD. SYLER)

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