got away from cops on foot in March was bumping this when they pulled me over walking

bizerk

IN THE GAME IMA DIE (Prod by DJ VILIFY)

PRODUCED BY PHONKMASTA

SHOUTOUT TO MY NIGGA DEAD HIPPIE 

DEAD HIPPIE:
https://soundcloud.com/dead_hippie666
https://open.spotify.com/artist/2vcOu6KYULYn8vVh1gTsAc

LYRICS:
[DEAD HIPPIE]
I listen sometimes but I don’t 
Sometimes I hate it 
Nigga I know things happen for reasons 
When the lane switch 
Stick around the block like rocks in socks 
I feel this pain it’s
Deeper every time I blink 
I think it’s time to pray jit 
Niggas lookin at me like I’m crazy 
Shit I might be 
A ticking bomb like Erie, Pennsylvania 
In my white tee 
Niggas getting sliced like pizza pie 
Around these night streets
Niggas getting cut like hairlines 
Tryna trife see 
See you in the cut like blood 
Sayin things will fall like a ceiling does 
Somewhere in the fog 
Sailing still upon a killer flood 
Faces in the mud 
Like double cups 
Golden doves in it’s flight 
With broken wings across the sea with trust 
I’m super nova, niggas kosher
Dead then rolling over 
Tryna soak up shit from piece by piece 
And still gonna slow it 
God I pray the Holy Ghost  
Keeps Lil Hippie posted 
My mind been split in two 
I’m steady looking at each shoulder

[SLYYE]
Load my strap it’s time to spaz 
Grab my pistol from the stash
Lock and load it’s time to go 
I’m clicking like a psychopath 
When tote that pole 
You niggas oughta know 
I’m out for blood
Body full of bullet holes 
From the motherfucking slugs 
All I got up in this hell 
Is my ratchet and my nuts 
Paranoia from these voices 
Only telling me to cut 
I don’t wanna hurt these niggas 
But I gotta merk these niggas 
If you run up on me 
Then I’ll take you under dirt nigga 
Sleep deprived hallucinations 
All I see is pentagrams 
Voices from beyond taunting 
Testing me like Abraham 
Twisted evil thoughts from below 
Start to mesmerize 
It’s that devil shit 
Speaking backwards from the afterlife 
Every single night it’s like I’m fighting 
Just to keep my soul 
Blackened are my eyes 
As they roll back and I lose control 
I’ve become disturbed 
From what I’ve come to learn 
You’ll get what you deserve 
And your body will be burned

UNDERWORLD FEAT. DEAD HIPPIE

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UNDERWORLD FT. DEAD HIPPIE (PROD. PHONKMASTA)

produced mixed & artwork by mxstvh
VIDEO: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xndhNq6VZqs

MUSIC VIDEO

CRIMINAL MINDS (PROD. MXSTVH) [video out now]

Chasing Apples

Forget Abt That

blurry (Slowed Downed)

https://twitter.com/occvlt666
https://twitter.com/DoomshopRecords

ARTWORK BY FIEND

https://twitter.com/FIEND_UD
https://twitter.com/GrimeFiends13

Baker - ...And Now I Suffer (Prod. Occvlt)

Produced By Ned Bundy

Smoke fills my lungs and then it fills the room 
I'm blazing like inferno all i push is doom
my fingertips are coated in the sticky residue 
with my blunt burning from midnight to high noon 
I love to smell a ganja plant knowing it will harness buds 
sticky green rituals 
that it'll get me high as fuck
pour the water into soil like a blessing a satanic  druid 
my eyes are red as fire from the lighter 
avid drug user
Feeling so nice on ice
Let my organs the price
I'm a Devil when i fuck 
and a Devil when i fight 
i am mother fucking drugs 
suck my dick and get high. 
from all areas of code
im trippin out in 505
undercover on the block
I see him ridin by 
i see the future all of times
bloodshot third eye
sending smoke signals from my house 
spiral to the sky 
Pullin up movin thangs so i can have a nice life
They call me nedward scissorhands 
who got the best trimmers  
a pile of drugs up on the table and it's all for dinner
I don't fuck with uppers & downers but sometimes i let them enter
my system like I'm hunter S thompson on the printer  
light a cocaine dunhill don't need no fuckin air i am deceased
my lungs are black like my like my heart buried underground beneath
roasting in pit roast in the streets  
mental feast
im preparin getting fit for the freeze
Thinkin that you slick and i wont care if your a thief 
Its gon get lit like the barrel on my piece

Ned Bundy - Afternoon Substance

geeked up playing mario at ah airbnb makin music

Produced by DannyTheDemon

LYRICS :
(ShadowMane)

Fuck an attack
Wearing all black
Causing ah hex
Won’t let you relax
Livin demented my soul ain’t intact ugh
I be thinking boi my thoughts be in ah rush
Finger bang yo girlfriends guts
I’m the rude fuck you thought different
Asshole you fuck wit it huh
Just know I’m different I’m the goat
Turning hoes into witches
All witches be my hoes
Just lick me up that’s how it go

DODDY GATZ :

Ash ah blunt up onna bitch
Playin Mario at the crib
Geekin 
Thinkin'
Speakin bricks
Talkin money you aint about shit
Make ah stack 
I flip ah sack
Yea boi I make that hoe double 
Break that bitch I take her grip 
Then I tell her she in trouble
Finna pop like a bubble
Breakin bricks til they rubble 
I call my troop to they huddle
Then call yo bitch up to cuddle
HOE

TRXVISPXPE :

Bitch I’m in the cut like a switchblade
I don’t give a Fuck what yu gone say
Skinny motha fucka, On my own wave
Alotta motha fuckas wanna be me
Leave me the fuck alone
secluded from yu all
In my room behind these walls
380 tucked in my drawer
I’m about to let it bang
Ima make a stain
Ya Fuck the fame
I’m blow my brain
If I don’t make it mane
Yu know what I mean hoe
Smokin OG hoe
Wearing a mask and a cape bitch
But I ain’t no hero
I’m living in sorrow
This vessel is hollow
Watch as I spiral yuh
I’m grabbing the bottle
Fuck this place
Won’t live to see tomorrow

EVILMANE :

EVIL FUCKIN CRACKA
SMOKIN IN MY HABITAT
I HEAR THE REAPER CALLIN ME 
HES TELLING ME TO WATCH MY BACK
HES TELLING ME TO GRAB THE MAC
BUT I STAY SMOKIN ON THE SACK
WITH THE DEMON AND THE GATZ
GETTING SO HIGH FROM THE WAX IN STASH
KRYPTIC PLAYA BURN A BITCH INTO SOME ASH
AND NOW IM KICKIN IT BACK IM RIPPIN THE BONG
SMOKING THE WEED CAUSE I GOTTA GET OFF
GETTING SO HIGH BUT I NEVER WILL FALL
IF YOU STEPPING TO ME THEN IM FUCKING YOU UP N IM ROUGHING 
YOU UP THEN IM DRAGGING THESE NUTZ
ON THESE BUSTAS THAS TRYING TO FRONT
SOAKIN THE DARK UP IN AT NIGHT
IN THE DARK AND OUT OF SIGHT

RUDE FUCKS

RUDE FUCKS feat. Doddy Gatz x TrxvisPxpe x EvilMane

just havin a lil fun lads....(:

//LYRICS

NIGGA BACK AT IT CAUSIN HAVOC
CAUSE MY SWAG ON PROBLEMATIC
IM ABOUT TO LET EM HAVE IT
CHOPPA SET TO AUTOMATIC
HAD TO SHOCK EM ONE TIME CAUSE I LOVE CAUSIN STATIC
IM AN ADDICT TO DESTRUCTION LOOKIN LIKE A GUN FANATIC
WHY THEY WHINE LIKE SOME HOES ACTIN OH SO DRAMATIC
LET IT BLOW LET IT GO COMIN THROUGH SO TRUAMATIC
STILL PISSED AT THE WORLD BUT I STILL FEEL ECSTATIC 
GOT THE CODE TO THE GAME BITCH I GOT THE SCHEMATICS
DONT GIVE A FUCK WHAT A FUCK NIGGA SAY
LIL ASS NIGGA DONT LIFT NO WEIGHTS
STEP TO A NIGGA THEN YOU MEET YOUR FATE
BETTER PULL UP NO TIME TO WASTE
NO MASK ON WONT CATCH NO CASE
THANG ON MY WAIST SO IM BOUT TO LET IT SPRAY
SO HOW MANY BULLETS CAN YOU TAKE TO THE FACE
1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8
OPEN THE DOOR, GET ON THE FLOOR, GOT EM ALL WATCHIN I GIVE EM A SHOW x3
GOT EM ALL WATCHIN I GIVE EM A SHOW
CRYIN AND SCREAMIN I GIVE EM SOME MORE

FREE DOWNLOAD

TOXICC [PROD. CRIMEWAVE]

(PROD. SOLSA)

MAYDAY 
MAYDAY!
MAYDAY 
MAYDAY!
MAYDAY 
MAYDAY!
MAYDAY 

THAT NIGGA WALKED IN THIS BITCH WITH A AK
GOTCHO HEAD SPINNING LIKE BEYBLADE, MAYDAY 

MY MEAT GRADE A 
YO WEED PAYDAY
BUMBOCLAAT BITCH
NIGGA DRIPPING LIKE LADY

MAYDAY 

THESE DAYS NOBODY WILL FADE ME
NOBODY DO HOW THEY SAY THEY

YEAR OF THE CAP
YEAR OF LIE
POPPING A CAP
YOU CANNOT CRY

NOBODY CHANGE 
NOBODY TRY
WHAT ELSE IS NEW?
LIVING FOR WHY?

LIVING FOR WHOOOO?
LIVING TO DIE
LIVING TO BURN
LIVING TO FRY
WAIT FOR YOUR TURN
OPEN YOUR EYES
INFINITE SCREAMS
INFINITE SIGHS
I DONT GIVE FUCK
I DONT GIVE FUCK ABOUT YOU NIGGA
I DONT EEN KNOW WHAT YOU DO NIGGA
RUN UP ON YOU WITH THE TOOL NIGGA
FIX HIM RIGHT UP GO TO SCHOOL NIGGA
ACT LIKE A CLOWN YOU COME OFF LIKE A FOOL NIGGA
IM IN THE POOL WITH THE CLICK AND WE COOL BIGGER MAN
BIGGER SACK NIGGA
IM IN THE BACK WITHCHA BITCH 
RED AND BLACK FIGURE
LURK IN THE DARK WITH THE CRACKS
IM IN THAT FISSURE

I PAY ATTENTION
I AM OBSERVANT
YOU DON’T GET MENTIONED
MAKE YOU MY SERVANT
I AM NOT UNDERGROUND
BITCH I BEEN BREAKING IT
DONT FUCK WITH OTHER SOUNDS
NIGGAS IS FAKING IT

I DONT WAN SEE WHAT YOU DOING
NIGGAS IS MAD THAT THEY LOSING

EVERY NIGGA I SEE THAT AINT DOING ENOUGH
ALWAYS POST ON THE INTERNET THEY GON BE UP

SO I STAY ON TOP OF MY SHIT
LIL BITCH I AM GLAD I DONT FIT

I AM AN INDIAN 
IM NOT A SPICK
I AM A DARKIE
CUBENSIS A SPICK
DIDNT GET TO PICK

NOT GONNA CAP 
NOT GONNA LIE
WE CAN GET DOWN
WE CAN GET HIGH

OH I FORGOT MIKE IS ALSO A SPICK
THAT BE MY GUY 
HE HAS A DICK


I HAVE dick on my waist too
my girl got pussy but she keep some cake ooo
what? you want a nigga to lie?
wendigo got the word freak ‘bove his thigh

solsa from under
bruhmane look like he could plunder
with out a blunder
uh
you!
you cannot keep up the pace 
dillinger got the word sleep on his face!
facts

shoutout my niggas that’s eating
sit in my room and yell until my teeth grin
i jack off into a chip bag
niggas too pussy to talk about dicks that

are in they draws 
fuck media fuck laws
look at your self
look at your flaws
demons tapping into niggas with bars
female rappers yelling make me get hard

not gonna lie
not gonna front
i hear you sigh
ho what you want?

i smell your cunt
bitch and it stunk
just like a skunk
bring back punk

bring back rock 
nobody talk
see what it done to the block
no one know they neighbors
no one know who gave us 
everything that we got

YEAR OF THE CAP (PROD. SOLSA)

PORTRAITS OF A SERIAL KILLA (feat.GODLESS)

LYRICS: 

I’m lost inside the maze that seems to be my head, I do not know where to go.
Frustration got me seeing red, I swear I cannot even cope.
With all the stress that is projected on the minds of the youth.
These problems keep on coming up, I swear we’ll never find the truth.
And when it comes it will be swift, destruction will take its place.
There ain't a thing that you can do, but stare the abyss right in the face.
It is so futile to resist the future that will surely come.
You can’t control what’s set in stone, don’t fight your fate, you just succumb.

To the madness, to the mayhem, understand the world is plagued.
The light of God has waned upon the human race, we can’t be saved.
All these senseless acts of violence hint to a greater motive.
Search your feelings, feed your mind, can’t you see the world is coded.
Behold the pale horse when it comes, cuz what it brings is severe.
Recognize the evil and refuse to live a life of fear. 
Kill your masters with the strings that they use to hold the reins.
They need to understand they cannot keep us down within their chains.

The government preys on the lesser while the people tear each other down.
Rise above these tendencies and maybe then they’ll come around.
Spineless leaders hold the strings and promise they will make a change.
They’re all just puppets of the serpent, in my eyes they’re all the same.
Corrupted by their own desires that are twisted and depraved.
The world is run by shadows, misery will put us in the grave.
A virus rages through the nation and our people cease to care.
The police beat my people down for decades tell me, how that’s fair? 

The racists will not stop until we fold to the struggle.
Then we rise against oppression, then they shout we’re causing trouble.
It seems that we can never win, in this world controlled by sin.
The cycle will persist and history repeats once again.
The end of days is upon us, if you can’t accept it you are lost. 
Best you heed these words and kneel, confess your sins to your cross.
All you sheep can come and get it, if you don’t like what I say.
I do not give a damn, misery won’t cease or go away.

THE PALE HORSE

2.) SLYYE X VIOLENCETAHELL - THE PALE HORSE

Featuring: @baker-beatz
Art by me

Lyrics:
I love the thrill of a battle
I slaughter the sheep like cattle
The man of war has come back
And I've come to reclaim my saddle
No love for a snake
You just want a piece of my plate
And you're thinking that you are slick
But it seems you've made a mistake
Test me, Stressed King
All this pressure I'm applying
Ain't no other like me
Through my death
I'm still supplying with a nuke drop
Smash that button
Till we all are flying
Through those great blue skies
But I bet no one's surviving
9 to 5 I'm always high
But the tension stays collected
I'm infected been neglected
This is to be expected
When you twist lines with the insane
A psycho with a grudge
I'm going postal on the town
And I ain't bout to fucking budge
Get back, you don't know me
Bitch smack all your homies
So just zip your crusty lips and step away
You're fucking phony
I ain't trying to be surrounded
I just wanna find my nest
Dig myself beneath the stones
And all the butts of cigarettes

GRAVEYARD (feat. Baker Ya Maker)

just took it from this video, made some little adjustments and here it is.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gr4K47m45CY

Cyberpunk 2077 - Valentino Combat Theme

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