attempt two

DUBICH X SALIVA GREY - NO FAITH (prod. WXRST)

#darkrap #trap #scremo #trapmetal #metal #screamrap #darkvibes #evil #horrorcore  #horrorrap #hardcore #phonk #rap

GHOSTFACE

Lyrics-

(shoot dope not schools bruh
Yeauh, I get bags when I go outside yuh
I shoot dope like its Columbine yuh
They said Revy where yo head go?
Lock down fuck a .44)

I get bags when I go outside Bitch
Imma shoot dope like it's Columbine Bitch (grrraa!)
Yeah you heard what I said, get bread then I dip
Really smoked out smoked out shawty want a hit uh x2

Damn ayo Rev you a psycho 
crawling on the floor yelling where the fuck the pipe go
I might go, off the fuckin edge when I bang on a zip
pussy boi red dot you could never hit
I'm on that other shit, you could never fuck with it 
Zeta coppin 28 I told him not to fuck with it
Wap drop headshot caught up on a run
took 3-4 shots to wake a mothafucka up
Can-Can hit em with the Can-Can
Bitch I can't lie, can't die fuck a type beat
I don't give a fuck if anybody ever like me
Get it understood don't no pussy ever bite me I might be UGH
I get dope fuck around and OD
bitch I do dirt but I make it sound clean
I been in the game propane when I leak
I got work for the dirt Blood Money ain't cheap uh
I get dope fuck around and OD
bitch I do dirt but I make it sound clean
I been in the game propane when I leak
I got work for the dirt Blood Money ain't cheap uh

BLOOD MONEY(PROD. UNREMORSE)

Breathe the Pathogen

LAST SINGLE OFF "A STONE WRAPPED IN SWADDLING"
Album Coming April 19, 2018.

Tracked/Mixed/Mastered at @thornwallstudios
Beat produced by @realreptoidshit

Lyrics

VERSE 1: Eidolon

Sicker than your average clout demon cabbage patch kid 
Catch a cataract from staring at the aftermath 
Eidolon the asshole
Self centered lazy ass 
Eidolon the world shaker, wave and the avalanche 

So what’s it gonna be? 
Hand grip a rosary
Bare your own cross be a man who you’re suppose to be
Little focus see blurry from the Tully D 
Pussy foot think devil marked mommas ovaries 

Wish I could make these decisions quick 
Wish I ain’t exist 
Wish I knew it’d all work out but 
I been drowning ain’t nobody shift 
Cinderblocks on wrist
And I know I’m the one who tied em 
I been learning how to hold my breath 
Guess I better learn to swim 
It’s Summoned Souls or I’ll be sinkin 

VERSE 2: Richmaiden

Torn up into pieces 
Maiden got a plan to retaliate he been showing too much weakness
Don't help I've been swimming with the leaches 
I don't need this 
I refuse to resist 

You took a part of me 
You left me incomplete 
Crying out clogging my arteries 
Used to the larceny 
Look at me see what's left partially 

Hardly afraid 
Noose around my neck until my grave 
Maiden be the motherfucking serpent slithering away
No shame 
This abomination never tamed 
I been honest with myself and that got me nowhere 

ok ok 

I'm running away from everything that I ever knew 
Afraid to hold it back I wish I was afraid to tell the truth 
Glass full 
Pouring liquor in the booth
Yung amaro fuck a sleuth 
Coven holy you uncouth
Summoned Souls yea

And In Your Solitude, We Will Become One With What's Destroyed Us (prod. Mana)

A small taste of my upcoming duotape project.

Written and Mixed by Big Roshi
Produced by Kilmonglue

Lyrics:
She bout the dirt
She like it when it hurts
I put my dick inside of her belly n 
Made her squirt

Face into dirt
She likes it when it hurts
Squeeze her pretty neck
Got her leakin under her skrt

She a freak hoe
Nasty
Where the beat go
Alecia
I might peep tho
Where
Where the seam tho
Needy

Ill wrap ya fuckin head in a beanie
Got chokin got you slowin
Pass out in ya bikini

Im talkin purple head
Leash chokin
Pullin on yo hair
Lemme see that drool
When you gaspin for air
Slap that ass till its
Bumpy and bare
Bright read on the bed
Better listen gimme head

Hook

Who gone fuck you like roshi
Thats bullshit we know
You a Truffle butter bitch
Do her like a ho - ho




I dont really care
Pullin on her hair
Why do you stare
Take her to my lair

Obnoxious talkers
Always mockin
Pull a 30
Get it cockin

I might have to go fuck her
Got no patience go like runner
Shiny like covered in butter
Take that shit might fuck ya mother

Oh she leakin
Yea she geekin
Gigglin like she a freak n
When I make her taste her blood
She just wanna taste my semen
SHE BOUT DAT

Masochist +Kilmonglue & phree nine

Mixed and Written by Big Roshi
Produced by Scorpio Prodz

Lyrics:
I got a dick, gone flick on a big thing
Why do u talk, u a fuck witta peebrain
Rip that cloth, dont care whatchu eating
Pussy on my top lip, sharp like a bee sting

short n useless tic tak, tik tok
Fuck what she say she want that big cock
Act like demon for that crack rock
I live a life that embraces rot

I aint never really knew a thing about a upper life
Living in da dirt I do not think about a homicide
Everyday the usual Im plottin on another life
Catch em then I hurt em then I kill em then I rob his wife

Im that bad bad bad bad bad guy
Take that shank stick in his eye
Laugh at joke while take yo bitch life
This aint shit im used to these lies

Like ahh its typical
Plot of life is mystical

I sell them drugs to the mommies
Then They go back home to they children
I did not know the pain that I sowed
Now its stuck in all of my writtens
I shovel dirt and I relay work
While I try to preach to these children
This pit aint sane it got no remorse
It dont matter what you be learnin

But im still stuck
Sellin drugs look at death wish a difference
But Im still stuck
Growin hatred for the men above me its so sicknin
But Im still stuck
Melt yo brain for likes for listens r u listenin
But Im still stuck
Repeat and repeat and repeat




Im smokity smokity
Do not talk to my folkity
Take a knife and it poke-ity
STRAIGHT INTO YO EYE

Fuckity fuckity
Sell her body for buckities
All her feeling r tuckitied
Make a grown man cry

Bang bang
Hang hang
Watch as her life drain
Same lane 
Mome came
Shame then die

If it really mattered     
What the fuck that we be doin
Then the people that above us
Wouldnt tell us lies

hook
‘

Typical +Scorpio

Mixed and Written by Big Roshi
Produced by Klimonglue

Lyrics:
Pop three pills, cant feel, disassociate
Count my bills, take time, what i make today
2 plus 2
42
You ask how
Sold a dupe
Uav
In my room
Made a rack
In a coup

Fuckin up her body
Wit a pelvic thrust like shotty
Everybody
Gone want her hiney
I pull up wit bacardi

Who is you
What the fuck ya homie gonna do
Cus if its just 1 on 1
Your life through

Sippin henny out the hemi
Suace like spaghetti
Seven grams bust out the celly
Im too hot like I be Nelly

Finger fuck ya wife n aunty
Not ya moms that shit too sandy
Call me up n I will serve
Junkie Trapper Loser Nerd

Who the fuck is talkin man I

Barely got a family
All these hoes cannot stand to me
Prepare my bars so readily
Never care what you said to me
Now bitch dont be my enemy
Government keep try bannin, wait



Infect all you cities, cities
Workin up to millys, millys
If i steal some pilly, pillys
Split that shit up fifty fifty

Eatin half like laffy taffy
If i catch u laughin at me
Act a fuckin pyscho
Lose my mental
Get to body taggin

Xanny inside henny
Percs on top the oxies
Fucked up till we dropping
Powder pills we popping

Advocate
Dont motivate
Cant learn the trap
Not in my state
The cellophane
gone perforate
Dont ship it man
You lost my faith

Ay
Ay
I dont wanna be the main
If they got a lead for something
I will take the second place
Everyone gone want the winner
They aint gonna see my face
Sneak behind em when they dont expect it
And take everything

And thats that back talk
Scavenger
Dont ask me
Passenger
A mix tape
Pass to her
I always act
A ass to her
We In her daddy rari
Wish it was bugatti
Fuck her friend tomorrow
Show that bitch she cant afford it

HOOK

Junkie Trapper Loser Nerd +Klimonglue

Mixed by Big Roshi and Cxltgod
Written by Big Roshi and Saint Lazare
Produced by Klimonglue

https://soundcloud.com/yunglazarus

Lyrics:
I just sit inside my room alone I do not wanna know a thing about
The things you doin everyday it seems so stupid
I just make my money spend it onna diamond mike ike
Thats tight
Fuck me right?

I just made a rack to myself
No one cares
I dont need to work another day
No one cares
Maybe yall only wanna show
No shit
Finna go jump off a bridge
Do a flip

Good or bad
They gone hate you
Solo or dependent
They gone claim you
And theres not one thing you can do
if it makes them money
They gone kill you

So kill them for money
Thats how that work
And if you do not wanna do it
Then clock in to work
A jerk?
Bitch you never heard about the dirt?
You gone blame me for a system that they made before my birth?


Im like a big lie
A big guy
Wit a real knife

Tuckin up my heat because
I do not trust the here guys
If she got some money then
The money gettin spent tonight
I am not the wise man
Ruine dreams in front yo eyes

Fuck Me Right feat. Saint Lazare +Klimonglue

Mixed and Written by Big Roshi
Produced by Scorpio Prodz

Lyrics:
I just spent the day chillin wit my homies smokin
Fill my longues up till they green I never say im chokin
Merkin plenty chemicals enducin pyschosis
Water on her pussy split that shit like I be moses

30 calibur inside the rifle make em pose, shit
Pullin up to fire no one got a shot they gone miss
Taking real drugs, real green smell like cat piss
Bold of you to think, that Im gonna fuckin pass this

Murda on the beat, feds put my lines with the evidence
These underground losers claim they hard, but they aint shit
Woah
Fuck yo bitch on a boat
And this beef gettin old
Wrap that shit up wit the dope

Cus Im dope
Rob yo bitch for her burberry coat
Everytime you cause a scene
Swear I never fuckin know

Cus you scared of me
Weighed on me
Talk that shit you not my homie
Metal to his cranium
Not his heart boy he not that tony

Sellin bags out 98 intrepid
Everybody wanna talk but nobody gone wanna step it
If you come at me irrational you best fuckin correct it
I got issues witta attitude
None yo feelings een matter dude

I just put the lettuce next to medicine
Im makin soup
Thc and ecstasy help OCD anxiety
Maker her heel over and suck my dick just at the sight of me
I got that punk ass attitude that make you wanna fight with me




I done seen the blood run so deep that the shit look like it purple
Yall thought I was on some stupid shit like immitating urcle
Got a carcas gettin shot up bouncin like he hittin hurdles
Yall be scared when homies pass out I be scared when I cant hurt em

Thats that deeper shit
Pussy
Thats some thinking shit
Rookie
fuckin hoes who never shave
Put a strap on that 
wookie
Got that good smoke
Cookie
Used to always play
Hookie
Now the cops all after us
Cus it pays em when they 
Book em

UH

They divide mine
Cook em up like fine dine
Lobster on the menu
Cus its red when its wine time

Murder like its normal fine
Skrt the case like double time
No face no case
Why I hide mine

Fuck up something
Poppin something
Losin vision
Pukin nothin
Sober fuckin
Tender touchin
Painful lovin
Missin somethin

ay

AftrWrld +Scorpio

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SWAMPED ft. BIGHOMIE$LIM (Prod. by Alligned)

TUMAGGZ x MOBBS RADICAL x MVKO- INSOMNIA(PROD. TUMAGGZ)

AMEN

(p.s. this BEAT is 3 depth strida samples that i used to fuck with him)

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/na
enter station
now we lackin information
bit 2 faded
now the stomach bleedin deep within
yea im faded
yea im faded
eternal sunshine, spotless within a absent mind

i dont blame it when the creature diggin up within a tongue
speaking different dialog sounding onces from the clone
you can barely make it out, speaks as though it moves alone
never knew what all to think of you, but baby found an absent home.

we dont play those games
knowin god damn strait
jesus hates my plate
speak it from my face

i dont have to speak in lies just to fathom no reply
when i grieve for a grind homie gives another line *sniff
you dont understand, yea x2
i dont gotta plan, nah
take it from the man, yea
leave to the man above, come to strike me down again
feeling distant from the pain, hand just shaking, need to sin.

/d
Why the fuck are all people always wrapped in the fake stuff 
Taped up 
Gotta lotta nerve 
To feel ur anything but space dust 
Bud
Face up 
Forever more 
Always will erase stuff 
just shut up 

think you got a problem that
A mufakin angel solve 
Hypocrite brother always bend his shit to break his laws 
Always think its destiny for everytime he take a loss
He Cant except the fact he cant control the way the tables drawn

Digging up my hole 
And you is gonna  Jump   inside of it 
Null and void is statement cannot meet with his requirements
I try to find a reason 
But it's hard to see inside of it 
My mind is always looking for the flaws in my environment 

Muddy over time 
Kicking my afflictions 
And I'm always on the fucking  grind 
You cant seem to overcome 
Your every notion of the high 
Ima make a point to see I never know the fucking  lies

/aj
Once upon a time about 2000 years ago
They made a nigga named jesus christ to come and take your soul
I do not need to be saved my spirit strong af
I do not mean to be hateful but u fucking lost
In the light of love now u weak and needa demons help
Well goddamn thats crazy, heaven turned to hell
Minus well kill yourself
The government your god and the earth is where you dwell
Reincarnated
Into this nation
Welcome back to slaving and working for your satan
Caged in
Aww shit they pray to a man
Aye man u dont gotta praise him
You can come with me to the land of the free
United with my godly state not human being
I remember going to church on sundays
A jit thinking damn they tryna wash my brain away today

/snxp
All I wanna know, you ready not I need answer what you got 
I’ve been setting up shop
calculated the way I move and still land the dot
Surrounded by circles you stuck in a box 
That feeling of pain and  I’m paying to stop 
Fuck what you saying it’s making me sane I’m saving a lot 

way too often, you see we similar so keep it walking 
The vital cauldron is burning bright proceed with caution 
Sound alarming hear it calling from depths of apartment, finish what started, catch the dial tone yuh 

Why you aiming at me, feels it’s constantly 
I know you hate to see, blowing racks in this economy 
Why we gotta pay the fee to barely breath it got to be 
you see the vacancy but I beg you not to bother me

AftrWrld +Scorpio

Big Roshi

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