FACE OF DEATH (feat. 99zed & Saliva Grey) [prod. 99zed]

Weed, Titties & Satan

Overdrive ft Sinizter (prod by Gerah)

prod. @slidemaniac

OFFICIAL MUSIC VIDEO: https://youtu.be/Aupd_oFxE2Y

LYRICS:

Seen a man, said he can’t be beat,
Always tweaking for a reason, see him creeping in the street,
Ain’t the type of motherfucker you would ever wanna meet,
Even preying on the strong who been preying on the weak,
What’s peace? He don’t know,
Don’t believe? Ain’t a joke,
Gonna feed when he grows,
Gonna reap what he sow,
Been prepared for the bad,
Said the worst’s what he’s had,
Everything that he’s been giving while he’s living got him mad, uh,
You’ll discover on the other fucking side,
See a man who’s still improving what he’s doing with his life,
If you want we could take a trip,
Watch ‘em slip, gonna watch ‘em slide,
See the day when they’re getting paid,
Wanna go insane, wanna say goodbye,
It’s a lie, do the work,
No surprise, no alert,
Let it ride, gonna fly to the sky from the dirt,
Feeling manic from the habits you establish over time,
But whatever, do it better, might regret it, can’t rewind, uh

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I Won't be infected by your message
Never really questioned your intentions
Now I see all the misconceptions 
Paralyze minds with a word like a weapon
A lesson learned
Now I break the curse
Another bridge burned
Leave you dead in a hearse
The virus spreads from your mouth
Still you’re letting it out
Ya you poisoned the well from the birth
You can bless another empty vessel
Leader of the cult
But you won’t confess
So take a sip of the punch
Then presto
Another lost soul
In a bag perfecto 
Enough with the shit        
You can swerve to the left
Oh God
Make it stop 
Or reverse 
Or just let go 
Ugh    
Got to resist
Or reject
No respect
None the less
You’re a pest
Hope you burn
In a pestilent death

Coming to the realization
Never fucking bet against me 
Go and fuck around 
Letting your peers hold you down 
You’ll never grow 
Destined to fail
That’s why they rob and kill
So what’s the fucking deal 
Coagulated 
Decapitated 
Mindless as fuck 
I’ll give my soul
To get your bitch ass out my face and go
Sever the ties 
Your heavens a lie 
Just raise up the camera and point at your foe 
They creep and they hide 
They constantly lie 
The damage they cause just to fucking abide
Now I’m living out my days in this fucking fire

Red lights with the warning signs flash
Enemy of the state with an AK
Hoods draped with an unknown face 
Pull ya' ski mask down let the violence elevate
Bullets rain and shade the sun with shells
In a minute
All will tell of the time that hell had prevailed
Media mania
Reign of the suits
Infected like a virus 
How we even buy this shit
We hunt the eye witness
HA
Never could tell 
Who the truth hurt
Twisted fingers
Television blurs
Switchblade curse
Wanna fuck with the silent type
Blood web in a violent night
Worlds lost to a guy in the sky
Lies told to the sheep 
Then followed out by the weak

Final Warning

LYRICS:

Fuck Out my way 
Or I’m Wesley Snipes
Im on a rampage 
Middle fingers in yo fuckin face 
WAY TOO MANY DUMB ASS MOTHAFUCKAS 
NOWADAYS 
CONFIDENTLY HAVE NOTHING VALUABLE TO SAY 


A mass shooting isn’t noble go merk a pdf file

Punch the smile right up off their fucking face 
Wanna rip the skull right 
Up out their frame 
My heart is not a Happy place 
all I see is death 
At the tail end like a license plate 

I got people hoping I don’t see the next day 
Gone through a campaign of hella pain 
 it doesn’t always pour when it rains
But I’m tryna make steps 
So I can change 
Too many fake fucks 
Too many fakes 
Way too many people I pray burn at the stake 
Cognitive dissonance 
IS Running rampant 
Fuck an influencer 
I’ll turn em inanimate 

Shoving a camera 
Up in innocent peoples personal space
Acting like what you’re doing is the second coming of a holy name 
parasites and you
Are basically the same
But you’re just a bitch 
Tryna Do it for fame 


Fuck Out my way 
Or I’m Wesley Snipes
Im on a rampage 
Middle fingers in yo fuckin face 
WAY TOO MANY DUMB ASS MOTHAFUCKAS 
NOWADAYS 
CONFIDENTLY HAVE NOTHING VALUABLE TO SAY 


You Gave yourself tinnitus 
Tryna stunt on the internet
Took a gun and accidentally 
fired it 
You’re pathetic 
You’re an itis
How you make music 
but the outcome is the opposite 

I AINT NEEDA USE YOUR NAME FOR CLOUT 
NEVER SIGNED THAT NDA 
So you SCARED OF ME NOW 

I know your true colors
It’s quite unfortunate 
I could drop the info 
At any given coordinate 

I could end that career 
Without sending you to heavens gate 
You wouldn’t know a real homie 
Even if they waved in your face 

Don’t hit me up 
Don’t ask me why
The ball is my court 
And You crossed
 the realest alive 

To me that is music to my ears 
They say not to hold grudges 
But this is my souvenir 
With what I know 
I know that you live in fear 

And that makes me smile
From ear to ear

RAMPAGE (SCARYPLAIN REMIX)

prod. @tundramane

LYRICS:

Who’s the legend, motherfucker?
I’ma let ‘em know,
Slipping through your fingers,
Get a grip, you know I got a hold,
Serve ‘em on a platter,
Doesn’t matter, they inedible,
They acting high and mighty,
Till it kick ‘em off the pedestal

Going with the flow or you can swim against the current,
Staying current,
See the message in the lessons that I’m learning,
They’re recurring,
On the journey that I’m on, it’s no excursion,
I’ve been spreading all the love,
And now the love is all returning, yeah,
No one is forgetting me,
Especially the enemies,
Legend fucking cooking,
Got them looking through my recipes,
Always fucking eating,
Know I cannot stay defeated,
Steady growing,
I’ll be showing that you’re yet to see the best of me

Caught up in a lie ever since the starting line,
You continue to deny, but you got nowhere to hide, ay

Who’s the legend, motherfucker?
Now they better know,
Everybody quitting while I’m kicking through another door,
Hear them fucking chatter, doesn’t matter,
They ain’t credible,
They acting high and mighty,
They were never on a pedestal

I ain’t fucking tougher, I’ve just always been determined,
See me working,
Gotta read between the lines of all the wording,
I’ve been hurting,
On the journey that I’m on, but it’s been worth it,
Lasting longer ‘cause I’m stronger,
With the fire in me burning, yeah,
Nothing is a certainty,
Stick around eternally,
There’s gonna be a day when everybody’s fucking heard of me,
Sending positivity,
See you stuck in misery,
Love what I’m becoming,
What the universe has given me

Caught up in a lie ever since the starting line,
You continue to deny, but you got nowhere to hide, ay

PEDESTALS (PROD. TUNDRAMANE)

LYRICS:

You don’t want to believe in the angels,
You just want to believe in your angle,
You don’t want to believe in the angels,
You just want to believe in your anger

Got a problem with some shit I’ve been observing now,
I’m learning how,
Time ain’t standing still until we work it out,
Don’t turn around,
Keep on moving forward, show you what I’ve found,
They’re watching all our progress building up,
And they wanna burn it down, yeah,
Them corrupted motherfuckers watch you suffer,
While they profit from your pain,
Got you losing while they gain,
They’re dividing and they conquer every continent,
Who’s stopping it?
Their sick and twisted mission,
Division is how they’re winning every day

Had enough,
Everybody’s out of touch,
What we need isn’t greed,
Watch the world turn to dust,
Give a fuck, show your guts,
Or you will not make the cut,
No forgiveness for you bitches,
Take advantage of the trust, ah shit,
Had enough,
Everybody’s out of touch,
What we need isn’t greed,
Watch the world turn to dust,
Give a fuck, show your guts,
Or you will not make the cut,
No forgiveness for you bitches,
Take advantage of the trust, yeah

There ain’t no honor in the system, bitch,
And it gets so violent,
Motherfuckers never know what to do,
Get a new attitude,
Better move in silence,
They ain’t ever gonna play by the rules,
But I play shit cool,
Got it down to a science,
But I know what I live for,
Wanna sell their souls, they stuck in limbo,
It ain’t too late, alter your fate,
If you can make a change,
And in the face of complications,
You display your strength,
No one can doubt if you’re about it,
Get them out the way,
And show them all the features,
Of a leader who ain’t leading them astray

Had enough,
Everybody’s out of touch,
What we need isn’t greed,
Watch the world turn to dust,
Give a fuck, show your guts,
Or you will not make the cut,
No forgiveness for you bitches,
Take advantage of the trust, ah shit,
Had enough,
Everybody’s out of touch,
What we need isn’t greed,
Watch the world turn to dust,
Give a fuck, show your guts,
Or you will not make the cut,
No forgiveness for you bitches,
Take advantage of the trust, yeah

You don’t want to believe in the angels,
You just want to believe in your angle,
You don’t want to believe in the angels,
You just want to believe in your anger

Had enough,
Everybody’s out of touch,
What we need isn’t greed,
Watch the world turn to dust,
Give a fuck, show your guts,
Or you will not make the cut,
No forgiveness for you bitches,
Take advantage of the trust, ah shit,
Had enough,
Everybody’s out of touch,
What we need isn’t greed,
Watch the world turn to dust,
Give a fuck, show your guts,
Or you will not make the cut,
No forgiveness for you bitches,
Take advantage of the trust, yeah

OUT OF TOUCH (prod. bearded legend)

PROD. DEATHEATER.


Aye 

Search for the reasons
To keep myself breathing
They see me and deem
Me a demon I’m leaving
A lesion on sight and 
I’m Living my life like I might 
Have to fight for the right
To be safe in my mind

Have you ever seen a motherfucker cheat death 
Grab a weapon smith and Wesson better take deep breaths 
You don’t really wanna see him take them three steps 
If he comin any closer then there’s no time left 

Grab a cap and a bat
never ever hold back

If you do he’s gonna swoop you to the deep dark black 

And I mean it when I’m screaming at the black coat back 

Motherfuckers ice cold
and he knows
That’s that

Living the life that’s been mapped out for me from the moment my soul was complete

Aye 

Seeing all the things that Im destined to see before I’m in the dirt and deceased 

Aye 

Being the being that demons hate seeing until Im six feet underneath 

Aye

Never see me sleepin cos I’m keepin on creepin on all the fuckin pussies that hate up on me

DEATHEATER ain’t playing bitch I came to run this shit 
I rather rap
Bout a motherfucker slapped with a baseball bat
All that new age shit be sounding real whack 

Taking my anger out up on the track cos the track is the only one that don’t talk back 
And I need to blow up just so I can relax cos I’m 
Sick of living everyday like Im fuckin trapped 




Gripping the scythe while he’s ending your life slice You up and dispose of your body in ice
Like a mite he resides in the crevice of time so the rules of the universe do not apply 
And he’s walking a line that is all but defined he’s defying the laws that were place for our kind
Yet he still collects fines in the form of the  lives of the innocent perished at the hands of divines 

Screaming to the gods but the never scream back
Get attacked
In my back
From the ones who hate tats 

Thinkin bout the things that Imma do before I’m flat
Up in a coffin and the demons take me back down to the hole in the track 
Where they all know 
And they glow
Radiating evil like a warhead boutta blow 

Take another swing and imma bust that fuckin nose 
Deatheater making you pussies explode 

When I’m in the building better watch your fuckin back
Spitting like a rifle pussy boy I never slack  
Firin all of the rounds in my clip and I 
steal a pussy motherfuckers cap before I dip 

Aye 
Aye 
Aye
Aye 
Aye 
Aye 

Watch as the reaper is teamed with the eater and slay all of those who dare stand in the way 


Watchin the blood dripping from the blade of my scythe after stepping over bodies as I fade in to the night 
Every man and woman seems to have their noose tied tight  like we’re waiting for a slip so we can  see eachother die

Children run away and never ever turn back and I’m 
Taking motherfuckers to the deep dark black 
Imma stone cold killer when it comes to these tracks 
And I’ll murder any man and add his body to the stack 

Trying to escape the darkness that I have within 
but all my choices that I’ve made are wearing chances of this thin 
I’ve never been the motherfucker that will say that I give in
And so the demons come on in but the devil will not win

Whispers of the Abyss (Prod. SXMPRA)

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Lyrics:

What a god
Wasting time
Fuck I needa sacrifice
Looking at my bloody hands
Yeah that’s yo fucking life
Look at the corner with the candles
Yeah it needs the light 
In this room stuck 
Fuck
I got the devils fucking mind
Fucking stone cold
Sold my soul
Hope you know you hoe
Bullshit thru my head
Fuck I really want the fucking rope
Don’t piss me off mothafucka 
Unless you want really the smoke
Got the hounds that fucking rip 
Yeah you know that they at fault 
Thought you seek the help
Oh shit
Oh you reek 
Fuck my enemy’s 
Crawling to yo mind 
Mothafucka like a fucking centipede

We in hell
It’s baphoment
You can go
And talk more shit
See you lying hoe
Don’t expect us to go soft again x2

Fuck this
You dumb bitch
Got clips
With fucking causes
Buying from the weed man
I know you fucking saw this
Raised my fucking hand fuck you teach
Man that’s all bitch
I’m a god man put respect
Or you’ll be on the watch list
Telling me bullshit
But I don’t give a fuck
Man I’m over here 
Wasting all my time
I don’t even know what I’m doing anymore
Man I sold my soul for a dime 
I said I don’t give a fuck cuz I’m a demigod
I don’t give a fuck bc Im wasting time 
I don’t give a fuck cuz I am thee god
Mothafucka lemme say that I cannot die

MY HALO IS ON FIRE [prod.OhChaos混沌] (NOW ON SPOTIFY)

bitch up on a pole, smack that ass just like a tether ball
slaughta, speed dial need a plug you know who to call
if you need some work let me know i bet i got it all
came a long way from bummin cigs and scrapin at the mall
r.i.p. city, PDX, i got 2 clips wit me and im comin for your necks

blowin through these checks and i do it with a smile
seen your ass wheezin when you try and run the mile
sea of chalk around me leave they bodies in a pile
bitch ill do the race, never see my ass on trial
2 clips and i got em ridin with me,
copped a new whip, do about buck 50
popped an adderal, n it got me feelin dizzy
bitch you say you got a man, well then where the fuck is he

got my engines revvin, bitch it sound just like a hemi, semi automatic pop out if i know they tryna hit,
bitch i wish a pussy would like my name was Timmy turner, there aint nothin fairly odd if i hit you with this burner uh

wassup wassup, get buck get buck, its a, stickup stickup, my choppa hiccup hiccup
run that shit back up, no need to act tough
im bout the shit that you cannot back up
i let my nuts drag, usin your merch as a cum rag,fuckin with me catch a toe tag, watchin you try and its so sad.

run it back, flip it and double and double the sack,
plottin on you when i run in the back 
fuckin with me an you catchin a tag

aint no time for talkin lil bitch, yeah we past that
all yall smokin boof my b.o. smell like some gass pack
yall some pussys on the low you put that shit on wax,
you aint catch no k, bitch dont play im finna bust back.

PEDESTALS (PROD. TUNDRAMANE)

BEARDED LEGEND

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