AMV: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fVYJjyeMimQ

feat. @haarper
prod. @jordandf


LYRICS:

DEE PRESSED
VENOM REALLY GOT EM WANNA EAT FLESH
SAYIN LIL SCALE$ GET A TATTOO
I DONT NEED PAIN FOR A BAD MOOD

HITTIN ON YA MITZ I DONT FEEL BAD
KNOW SHE NEVER HAD A REAL DAD
FUCKIN ON YA BITCH I GOT NO TATS
LICKIN ON BOTH MY... HOLD THAT

OH MAN
I AINT STICK TO THE PROGRAM
FLYIN DOWN SOUTH WIT A COLD PLAN
STAND 6 TWO BUT IM 4 TEN

NEEDA GROW UP IMA OLD MAN
STILL FEEL YOUNG WIT A HOPES PLAN
IF I GET BUCKS WHERE IT FOLD AT?
DONT GIVE A FUCK YOU CAN HOLD THAT

COKE SMELL
WANNA FUCK ME?
OH WELL
BLOWIN UP THIS HOTEL
IM ON ACID OH YEAH

FUCK YOU AND YA WHOLE BITCH
SWITCHIN FLIPPIN RODE SWITCH
MR GET IT GONE SHIIIT
OFF THE WIRE OH SHIIIIET

DEE PRESSED
VENOM REALLY GOT EM WANNA EAT FLESH
SAYIN LIL SCALE$ GET A TATTOO
I DONT NEED PAIN FOR A BAD MOOD

HITTIN ON YA MITZ I DONT FEEL BAD
KNOW SHE NEVER HAD A REAL DAD
FUCKIN ON YA BITCH I GOT NO TATS
LICKIN ON BOTH MY... HOLD THAT

OH MAN
I AINT STICK TO THE PROGRAM
FLYIN DOWN SOUTH WIT A COLD PLAN
STAND 6 TWO BUT IM 4 TEN

NEEDA GROW UP IMA OLD MAN
STILL FEEL YOUNG WIT A HOPES PLAN
IF I GET BUCKS WHERE IT FOLD AT?
DONT GIVE A FUCK YOU CAN HOLD THAT


(haarper)

Been a good minute since I poured gasoline on the things that hold back
Ima set ablaze the whole track then I whip out my cock she can hold that
She suckin on my john and I'm Feelin so calm
Scales passin the baton now I'm rippin off yo arms
With the prowess of a beast full moon in the east
Shut ya fuckin mouth when I speak
Ima come through with the terror
Tearing through yo brain until it's hollow pantera
I be getting bread like a fuckin panera
She givin that head that make her eyes all sclera
You should be embarrassed when you walk up on the terrace you will perish
When I get the galick gun to ya tum fucking heiress
Cut out the lights now blood on ya night gown
Another pussy boy, another bitch, another stye down
Run when you see me bleed
Shape shifting with the sky I breathe
Fire out my lungs, death to ya pedigree
I don't give a fuck about the things you speak
You need to fucking stay in ya own lane
You wont see the light of day
Bringing you a hell where no one can hear you pray
Another hollow shell laying lifeless in the rain

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HOLD THAT FT. HAARPER (prod. Jordan)

GOD DAMN (prod. Ellis Delta)

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Yury - Equated (prod. Yury)

Prod. tuMaggz

LYRICS:

As Above:
 
Do you believe
Human life is different from disease
Why can’t you see
The poor will never get help off their knees
Only when we die do we get to escape from this hell
Fly me over seas
I wanna feel the breeze
Only then I’ll die in peace
I just wanna feel at ease
I just wanna try anything to escape from this hell
These pussies carry nine lives
I’m that nigga walking down the street with nine knives
I’m the type to switch my strap up when I change moods
You the type to switch your ties up with the same crew you spoke about
Look him is his eyes before you
Kill your brother for some clout
Say you from the struggle
But you don’t know what you’re talking bout
Half these mother fuckers don’t live what the fuck they rap about
Do you believe
Human life is different from disease
Why can’t you see
The poor will never get help off their knees
Only when we die do we get to escape from this hell
Fly me over seas
I wanna feel the breeze
Only then I’ll die in peace
I just wanna feel at ease
I just wanna try anything to escape from this hell

So Below:

No it’s a blade bitch
The sharpest of knives
I pull it out quick and I swing at your face bitch
No strap on my side I just got this steel and I’m giving out facelifts
I’m so fucking high I spark up the torch and take off like a space ship
Just gimme some space bitch
Don’t wanna waste it
So I’m working a lot
Spending hours not breathing no face on the clock
Ain’t no time for a case so I’m scraping the glock
Got your bitch in the Chevy I’m smashing her box
Spend a whole rack in a day yeah
You ain’t got nothing to say yeah
Crashing my whip off the side of a bridge and I take my soul down to the bay yeah
Switchblades on my hip
I’m fucking with that devil shit
Six six six until my wrist
Is shining like a planet
Switchblades on my hip
I’m fucking with that devil shit
Six six six until my wrist
Is shining like a planet bitch

As Above, So Below

GET OUT MY FACE [prod. zens beats]

prod. MANUEL
https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCT3-XIWcgc4NX1l_4lzyRaw

mix/master @spyce-sakryn
art by @whoskryo

lyrics

ion pay em no mind 
ion pay em no matter
cant hate on my grind
cant flame on my chatter

ima stand up guy
aint relayin what happened
yea my mouth too quiet 
where i stay i aint trappin

ima fucked up guy 
wit a whole lotta prollems
lotta whack bitches
now im sayin ion got em

lemme drink my drank
lemme smoke narcotics
lemme fuck my bitch
i aint rich but i got em

you aint spittin bars that you livin 
yeah i really been a felon for some fucked up aint kiddin
and the shit i got away with it would put me in a prison
im just better than you bitches, stop the hatin take a visit
to a psychopathic schizophrenic 
fuck around and get beheaded
thats what they expectin me to say because im white and rapping
if u hit me w them expectations im gon put yo life in fractions
split the scissors slice in back wit hammer torture fight the bastard
like yp capping what you really sayin is just hype imagined
i done had it, fed up wit the bread up bitch i gotta have it

smack bitches...wit the dirty pussy money act different 
mad pimpin when i fuckin pull up see yo stacks missin
mad women hiding cocainia in they fat prisms
scatt did it fuck around w scales n you get BLAPPP wit it
whack bidness what you been promotion ion spaz wit it
whack bitches what you tryna fuck just cause you rap wit it

tf you look like dressin all black just to rap to fuck a 2 dollar bitch
fuck outta here this my life

try to call me god try
kame hame ha kame hame ha

ion pay em no mind 
ion pay em no matter
cant hate on my grind
cant flame on my chatter

ima stand up guy
aint relayin what happened
yea my mouth too quiet 
where i stay i aint trappin

ima fucked up guy 
wit a whole lotta prollems
lotta whack bitches
now im sayin ion got em

lemme drink my drank
lemme smoke narcotics
lemme fuck my bitch
i aint rich but i got em

STAND UP GUY [prod. MANUEL]

Prod. EviLu

WAIT ✕ HOLD ON ✕ YEA ONE DAY I WILL TURN INTO STONES ✕
TAKE ME HOME ✕ AIN’T NO WAY I CAN BREATH FOR THIS LONG ✕
JUST TAKE MY HAND AND WALK WITH ME IN HELL WE GOING ✕
AH SAVE YOUR GRACE I DON’T NEED YOUR HELP MADE MYSELF CLEAR

BLACK MAGIC ✕ BLOOD ON THE WALLS ✕ NECROMANCER BRING THE DEAD FROM THE GROUND ✕ DRK SHDW ✕ INSIDE ME HOLLOW ✕ MIGHT JUST GROW OLD IN MY KINGDOM OF SORROW

TURN BACK ✕ STAY WOKE ✕ BABY GIRL SHE CHOCKING ✕ CHAINS AROUND HER FUCKING NECK ✕  SPITTING BLOOD AND GAGING ✕ SHE SMOKING DOPE ✕
AYE ✕ SHE GOT THE GLOCK AND IT GLOWS ✕ AROUND HER WAIST THAT IT GOES ✕ SHE FOUD A WAY TO GET HOPE ✕ IM ON MY WAY ✕ FUCK ✕ KID GETTING OLDER TURNING GREAT BUT IM COLDER NOWADAYS ✕ TRUST ✕ HAMMER SMASH FACES ✕ CANNIBALS I’M INSANE YEA COME AND PLAY ✕ YA ✕ I KNOW YOU SCARED GIRL ✕ COME DO ME A FAVOR IF YOU WANNA STAY

WAIT ✕ HOLD ON ✕ YEA ONE DAY I WILL TURN INTO STONES ✕
TAKE ME HOME ✕ AIN’T NO WAY I CAN BREATH FOR THIS LONG ✕ WAIT ✕ HOLD ON ✕ YEA ONE DAY I WILL TURN INTO STONES ✕
TAKE ME HOME ✕ AIN’T NO WAY I CAN BREATH FOR THIS LONG

Kingdom Of Sorrow

aaaaaaa

Lyrics:
i gotta itch that
won't quit
no cap
fucking bitch slap
yo vibe
so cracked
hear the diss that
no lie
won't stack
got wrist strapped
red sight
red dash
on the 5th lap
so high 
so gassed
never feel relaxed
slide by
drive past
they gone feel that
like light
like facts huh
i'ma deal that
till i
write racks uhg

holy ghost
saw my syrup
drippin low
low low
so we stole
poison pellets
till i fall like yo
whistblow
felt a viper 
coming close so close
visual
paint
his brains
onto my wall
go ghost

why you act
like you working in the dark
rifles racked
never thought i'd see the spark?
gave you chance 
like this shit a deck of cards huh
fucked it up
know the suit was never hearts 

i gotta ditch that
won't quit
no cap
fucking bitch slap
yo vibe
so cracked
hear the diss that
no lie
won't stack
got my wrist strapped
red sight
red dash
on the 5th lap
so high 
so gassed
never feel relaxed
slife by
drive past
they gone feel that
like light
like facts 
i'ma deal that
till i
write racks uhg

Burgos - Psychopathic Lunatic (ft. Bearded Legend)

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