The Upload

2nd tape of the summer...

Shout out the homie Tenngage for producing the whole tape.. Expect more music from us in the future..

Tenngage :
SC: soundcloud.com/tenngagebeats
Twitter: twitter.com/tenngage

Doddy Gatz 
twitter.com/DoddyGatz

Thank you to all who helped bring this together..

More work soon..

High Noon (Prod. Tenngage)

                              

A.M.E.C.K. - Keep Us In Debt (prod. by otto.is.ugly)

grey. (prod. raffsiemens)

DRANK SIPPA (PROD. BY VANDAL)

NEW HEAT WITH MY NORF TOWN FAMILY https://soundcloud.com/shinefield

BIG BEASY - HEAD FT. JERRY SHINEFIELD  [PROD. BY 45]

CHANGES Ft. Jerry Shinefield & D. McKenzie (Prod. Slvg)

BIG BEASY X JERRY SHINEFIELD 44. ( PROD. 45 )

Lyrics:

7xvn

IM AN ANOMALY
KNEEL WHEN YOU TALK TO ME
IM A GOD AMONG MEN
I AM THE PROPHECY
DEATH LAUGHS HYSTERICALLY 
AS YOU FALL BY HAND
IM OUT OF OPTIONS 
MY BRAIN FEELS SO TOXIC
AND IM LOSING CONCIOUNESS
CALL ME A MISIFIT
THEN YOULL DIE A HYPOCRITE
ALONG WITH THE POPULOUS

Error

PRAY TO YOU GOD 
BETTER GO PRAY THAT YOU GET WHAT HE GOT 
I AM NOT ONE TO SUBMIT UNDER PRESSURE 
I KILL WHILE IM SITTING AT TOP OF THE SPOT 
BITCH CANT BE STOPPED
FOR YOUR OWN EYES 
I SEE THE ERROR BENEATH ALL THE SIDES 
READ UP THE SIGN THAT IVE DROPPED THROUGH YOUR SPINE 
YES IT IS TIME 
FORE YOU GO AIM 
PLEASE JUST REMEMBER THAT YOU ARE TO BLAME 
YOU WILL LOCKED IN YOUR HEAD FOR A MINUTE SURROUNDED IN CHAINS 
WORLD FULL OF HATE
BURNING IN FLAMES
HOW DO YOU KILL WHAT CANT BE SHAMED
ILL PULL THE THOUGHTS RIGHT OUT OF YOUR BRAIN 
ILL PUT THE DOT RIGHT UP TO YOUR FRAME 
ILL TAKE YOUR CHANCES OF BEING THE SAME

Prxjek

BREAK, THIS SHIT I CAN’T CONTAIN 
I WANNA BASH YOUR BRAINS 
I DONT CARE FOR YOUR WAVE 
7XVN’LL SPRAY LIKE MACE 
THIS AIN’T TRAP METAL ITS RAGE 
I PUT MY FOOT TO YOUR FACE 
DIRT IN YOUR MOUTH, HOW IT TASTE? 
NONE OF YOU IMPRESS ME 
TRY, BUT YOU WONT BEST ME 
FEELING BRAVE?, COME TEST ME 
FOR EVERY CONTESTANT 
YOU’RE SO FUCKING DUMB 
I CAN’T TAKE IT ANYMORE 
YOU SHOULD MAKE A HOME MADE ROPE 
AND HANG YOURSELF BEHIND YOUR DOOR

Ghostofblu

Why should I feel?
Feel like I just cannot win 
Fuck everything,
Haven’t I been forgiven for all my sins?
Look at me now,
If I wanted to I wouldn’t know how,
Faces all around,
Staring at me as if I stick out from the crowd

Twentythree

Locked away inside of these doors
Brain is wasting body withdrawn 
Find me rotting boy I been gone 
Decayed state of mind I don’t respawn 
Pound of flesh inside a body bag
I’ll never save myself from pain I’ll blow my brains across a Pontiac 
I don’t need to breathe 
I promised that I wouldn’t leave I’ve been the same for weeks it seems I’ll find myself lost in the sea

Kamasutra 9g

Running from the cops
Bitch I don't give a fuck
Pull the trigger on my head
Pull the trigger on my life
Do you hate me now?
Do you hate me now?
Do you hate me now?
Do you hate me now?
Do you, hate me
Do you, hate me
Do you, hate me
Do you, hate me

7XVN X ERROR X PRXJEK X GHOSTOFBLU X TWENTYTHREE X KAMASUTRA 9G - FEAR! [LYRICS]

Produced by: https://soundcloud.com/the-virus-uk

1st Artist: https://soundcloud.com/kruddtheguru

2nd Artist: https://soundcloud.com/kkhancepts

BigChungus - Ft. KruddTheGuru | Mula Kkhan

Overlord: https://soundcloud.com/depthstrida
Production: https://soundcloud.com/pxlse
Cover art: https://soundcloud.com/wasbeatz

Lyrics:

Fenrir

Fuck off fuck off fuck off fuck off
Just stop just stop just stop
Murder oh so hot
Shooting down a cop
Money got alot
No i will never stop

Fokk politiet
ikkje gidd å pye
Røyker altfor mye
klarer ikke styre

Automatic rifles
Aiming at my rivals
U gon need revival
Bitch im homicidal

Tearing up your skin
While i got that evil grin
All i do is win
Got them bottles full of gin

hold you family at gunpoint
Better fucking run boy
Youre a fucking used toy
All i do is destroy

Bitch wtf do u think you are doing?
Take your life u fuckboys are stupid
My whole clique is fucking ruthless
Running round in circles get ruined

Watch the life drain from the skies
With a knife right through your eyes
body fucking paralyzed
Break your bones and brutalize
Let the evil harmonize
Let me show you paradise
Where there is no place hide
Pray to gods and sacrifice

Syringe in my arm yuh that shit feel so nice
Yuh gonna pay the price no that shit is not alright
Drug habits drug addict
Shooting up now while im at it
Yuh i feel like fucking magic
Tvs on its only static yuh

Depth Strida

shawty drop that ass down low
only got a minute let it go
she be sucking on my dick
what a hoe
i be drunk in the club for a show

i be dancing with the stick like scoobdy do
i might hit you with a clap one two
all the fog is creeping through the fucking booth
i be high as shit i win you lose

they be like oh deviljin
where you got that flow from
this is just like baseball man i hit a fucking homerun

oh deviljin man u look so handsome
whipping in my phantom on the passanger my magnum

Static

Static ft. Depth Strida (Prod. Pulse)

Single

BIG BEASY - BAG IT UP (FEAT D. McKENZIE & JERRY SHINEFIELD) [PROD. BY 45]

ft. @istasha

baller art: @c3of

run this to 100 by monday and ill drop a freestyle early <3

DERANGED FT. ISTASHA THE SCRUB (PROD. APOLLO)

Written by Big Roshi & Bruxism
Mixed by Bruxism
Produced by 5:10

Lyrics:

Roshi
FINNA PISS IN
ALL YA FUCKAS EYES WHO ACTIN DIFFERENT
FIGMENTS
FUCKERS ACTIN WRONG YOU ALL SO PIGMY
I COULD RUN IT UP WIT HALF A DISS N
WHO YOU KIDDIN
FUCKIN CHRISTIANS
BETTER LEARN TO SWING BEFORE YA
MISS MEEE

I STAYED LOWED YALL LOST MY NAME
WHEN WAS IT EVER A GOOD IDEA TO TRY ME
NEVER MOVIN ON IM STEADY FUCKIN PLOTTIN
IF WE GOTTA PROBLEM BEST BET YOU HIDIN

Bitch MOVE
I TOOK ADRENALINE
PULL THRU

I DONT GIVE A FUCK IF YOU DONT NEED DRUGS
I TOOK A SHOT N DID A LINE
BITCH PULL THE FUCK UP

CUS IM WAITIN
MOTHERFUCKER YOU KNOW IM IMPATIENT

CUT YO VEINS ABOVE THE WATER CHANGE IT LIKE ITS MIO
FEDS GOT ME ON INTERVIEWS DEMANDING TO SEE THE VIDEO
WHAT CAN I SAY IM BASTARD BORN
GOT NO NAME DEFINED BY SCORN

Bruxism
I am just a product of a environmental evils

Up on seven grams racking racking till I'm fetal

Looking down the barrel like I'm staring through a peephole

Bastard motherfucker every day I'm living lethal

I don't want a Grammy i just wanna get a gram

All my hommies pollyadict manics with no plans

Driving out the city no idea where I'll land

Better bring the holy water I got demons on demand

I woke up with forty seconds

Pass the baggie having seconds

Second thoughts ll get you sectioned

Uh

Dial up and run a racket

It's a matter of the tactic

When you dealing with a  spastic

Look me in the eyes 

Can you see that I'm dying

Mxe amphetamines 

And Molly keep me rising

I'm not gonna make it to my 30s

Not surprising

Feeling nothing's better than just living on, surviving

Cut the coke with ketamine

 sniff till I feel off

Dead and rotting  body 

 skin could just peel off

What can I say I'm bastard born

Got no name defined by scorn

BIG BEASY - BAG IT UP (FEAT D. McKENZIE & JERRY SHINEFIELD) [PROD. BY 45]

BIG BEASY

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