chozen-southern haze(prod.isvvc)

BROKEN SHARDS

chozen x yvngxjay-caught in a haze(prod.bxgdvn)

featuring @ramirez_187

prod. @yungcortex

artwork by @6black6bike6

Dekae Ft. RAMIREZ - Back To The 6 Pt. 2 [Prod. yungcortex]

History ain’t made by statues in stone, 
It’s carved by hands that broke the throne. 
Not kings, not lords, not polished pride, 
But the ones who walked when told to hide. 

They said, “Hold fast. Obey the plan.” 
But walls don’t move for the quiet man. 
It takes cracked minds and open flame 
To melt the mold and rename the game. 

If no one reached, we’d never fly, 
Still staring dumb at a low-lit sky. 
No wheel, no pen, no fire-lit cave— 
Just passive bones and an unmarked grave. 

If no one stood, there’d be no bridge, 
Just cliffs of fear and silence lived. 
But someone screamed, “Let’s try the dark!” 
That’s how the world got its spark. 

Comfort kills and wears a smile, 
Sweet in tone, but bleak in style. 
It wraps you soft, but slows your breath, 
'Til passion rusts and dreams meet death. 

It tells you wait, it tells you rest, 
It lures you off the mountain’s crest. 
But Earth don’t pause, and time don’t freeze— 
Why should we bend for minor ease? 

Look at the roots that crack through stone, 
The stars that birth in death alone. 
The wind that bends but never breaks, 
The sea that pounds and re-remakes. 

Cells divide without permission, 
Life’s arc never asks submission. 
And yet mankind, brilliant and vast, 
Builds its own cage and calls it “past.” 

What if the ape had stayed in the trees? 
What if fire died from a lack of “please”? 
What if wheels were feared as witchcraft lies, 
And flight dismissed as foolish tries? 

Would we be here, wrapped in code, 
Speaking light in the data load? 
No. We’d still be crouched in fear, 
Worshipping thunder, year to year. 

So here’s the rub: Has man just quit? 
Accepted chains and called them wit? 
Resigned to grind, to kneel, to spend— 
Afraid to break what might not bend? 

If apathy was our ancestral cry, 
We’d never have dared to touch the sky. 
The silence now is not decay— 
It’s choice deferred. It’s fear in play. 

No chorus here, just quiet breath, 
The place where apathy mimics death. 
You, dear soul, are still in bloom. 
So will you rise—or make more room? 

Will you feed the loop, or break the code? 
Will you lay bricks or crack the road? 
Because history don’t need perfect men— 
Just brave ones, who say “when?”

The Silent Choice

MEGVLITHICMANIFESTIN (PROD.MYSTIC)

NEW TRACK WITH THE BROTHA TENNGAGE ON THE BEAT. COMIN AT YA STRONG FROM THE VILLE. WE OUT HERE BUSTAS!!!!!
TENNGAGE SC: https://soundcloud.com/tenngagebeats
TENNGAGE TWITTER: https://twitter.com/tenngage
HYDRA TWITTER: https://twitter.com/HydraMane

TRIPLE HOMICIDE (FEAT. TENNGAGE)

NEW TRACK FROM ME & THE HOMIES COMIN STRAIGHT FROM THA UNDAGROUND.

TENNGAGE
Twitter - https://twitter.com/tenngage
SC - https://soundcloud.com/tenngagebeats

HYDRA MANE
Twitter - https://twitter.com/HydraMane
SC - https://soundcloud.com/hydramane615

COVER ART BY HYDRA MANE

BAKER - CROWN OF HORNS (PROD. TENNGAGE X HYDRA MANE)

Baker X Baby Teeth - The Coldest Hell (prod. Baker)

Lackin' Dat Soul (prod. Tenngage)

YALL ENJOY DIS NEW 2N1 TRACK FROM SHADOW x DERANGED 

** LYRICS **

- SHADOW - 

MY KNUCKLES TATTED WIT EERIE SYMBOLS
CATCH ME PUFFIN ON SOME INDO
SMOKE BE SEEPIN OUT MAH WINDOWS
FUCK IMPRESSIONS FUCK AN INTRO
ALWAYS ROLLIN WIT MAH KINFOLK
IMMA PUT GOLD IN MAH DENTAL
FUCK BEIN SENTIMENTAL
BOUTTA STAB YUH WITTA PENCIL
FINNA RAISE HELL IN DIS BITCH
PIMPIN ALL BLACK LOOKIN WICKED
SHUT UP HOE DONT LIKE YO SIMPIN
I GOT CRIPS WHO LIKE WOOD GRIPPIN
SERVE ME AH PLATE I NEEDA EAT
FUCK DA PEACE HOE I LIKE DA BEEFIN
I BE CREEPIN ROUND WHEN YUH SLEEPIN
IM DA REASON WHY YUH BREATHIN LIL BITCH

- DERANGED -
Hol’ up 
who the fuck this pussy boy think he talkin to 
Ima snag a fuckin tooth
After Stomp em wit my boot 
I don’t really give a fuck about 
Them him or yu 
An ima really show yu shameless 
When I aim diss at ya coupe 
Ima red Orangutan
swingin out the fuckin zoo 
Ima always keep it movin 
stayin silent bout my moves 
Don’t Yu ever come up asking questions 
Assuming shit the truth 
Or ima have to call the crew
solve the problem then we thru 

- DEMON -

IVE NEVA MEANT AH THANG TO NO ONE DUDE
I SWEAR TO YUH GOD NO ONE FUCKN CARES ABOUT YUH
ITS IMPOSSIBLE TO FEEL BETTA NOT KNOWING WHAT TO DO
ANY SECOND IMMA LOSE IT BECOME GRUESOME CANT EXCUSE IT

HOL UP BITCH I FORGOT TO INTRODUCE MYSELF IM DANNY
BUTCHU CAN CALL ME DEMON
AT MIDNIGHT IM PRETTY FANCY
WHEN I SLIDE YUH PANTIES BACK ON ILL INVADE YUH PANTRY
FUCK DAT FIRST IMPRESSION
IONT CURRR TO MEET YUH FAMILY

IM FEELIN RATHER DANDY WHEN IM SITTIN ALL ALONE
SMOKIN BLUNTS BACK TO BACK I POP SOME PILLS CANT FEEL MAH BONES
MAH ATTITUDE LIKE WOAH SHADOWMANE PLEASE GAIN CONTROL
YUH LOOKIN RATHER FREAKY BACK UP JUSS TAD BIT MORE

- PXPE -

I’m the life of the life of the party 
Petty bitch don’t kill the vibe 
I’m an angel in disguise 
Kiss of death to take ya life 
doin all the wrong things 
But to me they feel right 
I Roll a blunt an pop an oxy 
Wash it down wit miller lite 
Now I’m floatin coastin posted 
hopin that I fuckin die 
But I’m still frozen broken hopeless
Hopin I can change my life 
I’ll be yur guidance thru the flames 
Providing torture an pain 
Collapsing all my fuckin veins 
No frontal lobe left in my brain 
Roxy got me sloppy wobbly 
Bitch I can’t feel my body 
I got my shawty riding shotty 
Wit the police right behind me 
I’m still Rotten at the bottom mobbin
wit An undead army 
Right besides me stand Poseidon 
Put a trident thru ya body come an try me

BROKEN SHARDS

AKUMA KLAN