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In The Dark

Collab with @cardeairelatrelle

prod. @michaellinkbeats & @nimbus2k

Mixed by Lord Gasp

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LYRICS

sorry
Can i get a hearse for my pale corpse
got a big girth with some lame traumas
i just got a urge to release torment
needing a way to relieve what has laid dormant
Can i get a hearse for my pale corpse
fucked since birth’s why i bleed pharma 
all black gat with some black garments
there ain’t no way to relieve, i’m the same varmint

no serotonin i need me a new dose
loosin the shimmer in me and my grip colder 
still bringin heat like im rocking a new coat
ima eat shitty rappers till im in a food coma

They all wanna be like me
Till you dealing with the shit i see
Lemme put you on a plain white tee
Paint a picture with the pain i bleed


bern these mothafucka like sanders (bernie)
bury all these bodies in sand
Bury all these 
i just got a bag like santa 
i just bag like

i just feel like throwing another tantrum
i just feel like ripping your head off
i just feel like 
i just spent a band out random
point me where the 45 at , uh bitch im bout to act

Bout to pull a Jim carey when I act up 
Stolen black truck, catching bodies like a bad cop
Make a opp walk sideways like a crab does
Better catch up bitch I only came for the money fill the bags up

They all wanna be like me
Till you dealing with the shit i see
Lemme put you on a plain white t
Paint a picture with the pain i bleed

Can i get a hearse for my pale corpse
got a big girth with some lame traumas
i just got a urge to release torment
needing a way to relieve what has laid dormant
Can i get a hearse for my pale corpse
fucked since birth’s why i bleed pharma 
all black gat with some black garments
there ain’t no way to relieve

[Sect unit verse]
running away from the pain and the anguish
get the fuck back, I don’t think I can trust you
Because I don’t know what your aim is
Fake motherfuckers be acting like friends
But i can see they on some lame shit
ima go hop in the whip and just take off
Speeding off while I lane switch, you is a bitch
I keep my hand on the swivel cuz all you niggas superficial
You was the monkey in the middle
You flexing all that fucking money while i’m getting triple
Why you only make a little 
If you try running up on me i’m not being civil
I know that you brittle
Break you down to the ground, I don’t gotta stick around
I walk away while I whistle

[Lord Gasp]

Can i get a hearse for my pale corpse
got a big girth with some lame traumas
i just got a urge to release torment
needing a way to relieve what has laid dormant
Can i get a hearse for my pale corpse
fucked since birth’s why i bleed pharma 
all black gat with some black garments
there ain’t no way to relieve, i’m the same varmint

Hearse (with Sect Unit)

QUESTION EVERYTHING

SALIVA GREY - QUESTION EVERYTHING

MYSTIC (PROD REQUIEM CULT)

VVS x TuMaggz -  FLATLINE EM

written / performed by @blckbrds
prod. Scottzilla
eng. @tumaggz

BLOOD:HOUND

THE WARRENS

Written / Performed by @blckbrds
Produced by @zyllerbeats
Engineered by @tumaggz

GRINDING HERB WITH ALDER'S RAZOR

[VAGUE]

Don’t be dyin in my line up
Its the people that defines gore
Pushin all the limits
Yeah
I got the fucken mind for it
Cut the shit
You lost your life
And all because you wanted more
So I'll keep on fucken fighting
Cause I love the war
Fuck this shit
Im not just here for the taste
With the blood that be drippen down
I know what it takes
If you’re feeling like a failure
Well
That’s not my problem
You already did the fucken damage
When you brung narcotics
The evil lookin for a shill
Who can make a better deal
Find the weak
All alone it’s the one to be revealed
And you get that fucken feelin
that you cannot hide
It’s only time that you’ll die
In this life
And it’s Justified

[T.R.I.P.]

Caught me flexing, moving weights like i’m Pablo
White chalk up on the pavement, like Picasso
Talking shit like you hard
But you not though
Fuck a hater
I’m just focused on that guapo
I had a feeling in my gut
You're a hatin bitch
Who let them dogs out?
Like i’m Michael Vick
Shooting with precision
Feeling like i’m John Wick
Tatted head to toe
Got 'em thinking, i’m a convict
Told my bro let’s lock in
Put the nails inside the coffin
All of y'all must of forgotten
Took a break but we ain’t stoppin
Hounds up on the loose
Grab a rope and tie the noose
Rappers thinking that they cool
But they scared to tell the truth


Buried in Silence

Buried in Silence [Prod. Zyller x Zepelin]

LYRICS:

I wonder why, get inside with the .556
Like fuck it I don't miss none
I wonder why, I wanna die
Let me die with a hit, I promise I don't miss none
I wonder why, get inside with the .556
Like fuck it I don't miss none
I wonder why, I wanna die
Let me die with a hit, I promise I don't miss none

With the raw, I'mma get us all, fuck it fly away
Came and saw, boy don't get involved, you can die today
I break the law, Mama get the call, lock em up and pray
No they don't know nothin bout it so how the fuck they relate
I'm off that raw boy don't get involved, you wont make it out that
Stick it up on my body tell me what you know about that
That raw shit you never saw, welcome to the grave
No you don't know nothin bout it, don't ever say we the same

Okay okay, keep that thang tucked
Revy don't fuck with fake love
Fuck you gotta say now
Go and tell me what you made of
That fetty do 'em dirty
Don't you play with shit you ain't done
Aye Revy boy I fuck with you
Like where you get your name from
I'm comin up, wait, boy its hot
Don't you hate on what you got
You got plenty don't need extra
Better play it while you got it
I go Ham I go retarded
I go dumb ain't even started
I'mma go back to the way I was
With a fucked up plan I think I lost it
I'mma mothafuckin G-O-Dick her down and leave hoe
Wake up in the morning with a pocket full of cheat code
Tell me what you need hoe
Static blowing geek smoke
I ain't even tell em
I just drop it down and reload
I let the mothafuckin beat ride
Stay up til my teeth rot
You gon' have to bury me before I go to detox
This that started from a pill shit
Baby this that real shit
Don't fuck with anybody rather die before I feel shit

With the raw, I'mma get us all, fuck it fly away
Came and saw, boy don't get involved, you can die today
I break the law, Mama get the call, lock em up and pray
No they don't know nothin bout it so how the fuck they relate
I'm off that raw boy don't get involved, you wont make it out that
Stick it up on my body tell me what you know about that
That raw shit you never saw, welcome to the grave
No you don't know nothin bout it, don't ever say we the same

I wonder why, get inside with the .556
Like fuck it I don't miss none
I wonder why, I wanna die
Let me die with a hit, I promise I don't miss none
I wonder why, get inside with the .556
Like fuck it I don't miss none
I wonder why, I wanna die
Let me die with a hit, I promise I don't miss none

STATIC

STATIC (prod. Free Quenzy)

spotify link: https://open.spotify.com/track/0NRRMf53SaOori1AaLkG3y?si=bda1562341a24d6b

spotify

when i land (prod. daniel) +++spotify link in description+++

SEVEN HEAVEN

Rockstar

[Intro]
(I finally smiled again)
(Not because I was happy, because I was strong)

[Chorus]
Let's get high, on some kush and wine
Shawty bad, she look so fine
High, we smoke kush, drink wine
Ass so fat, I break her spine
Pop a pill, my face is numb
Hide the bodies, just for fun
See the opps, you better run
I got smoke inside my lung

[Verse 1]
Hoes be trippin', cause they copy all my movement
Bitch I feel amazing and my cash goes stupid
I be meditating, three hours like a Buddhist
I can't hear the haters, high vibe they are clueless

[Verse 2]
We are young, we are free
And we do, what we wanna-
Posted in the crib and we smoke marihuana
We are young, we are free
And we do, what we wanna do
Countin' up these racks bitch, till' my fingers blue

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[Bridge]
Till' my fingers blue, till' my fingers blue
Heard a pussy say my name, bitch who is you?
Ay, who is you? Yeah who is you?
I dont give a fuck about a bitch, cause he copy too

[Pre-Chorus]
I want cash cash cash
Shake that big fat ass
We smoke gas gas gas
Take a pill, I crash

[Chorus]
Let's get high, on some kush and wine
Shawty bad, she look so fine
High, we smoke kush, drink wine
Ass so fat, I break her spine
Pop a pill, my face is numb
Hide the bodies, just for fun
See the opps, you better run
I got smoke inside my lung

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