damn, can't decide my favorite! all bangers

question between you n' me who do i hate more 😵

GO RUN UP THE HOMMIES SHIT @STEMODITY DP GANG 


FT. @STEMODITY
prod. @ISTASHA

LYRICS:
[stemodity]
crawling my way out of a place that stays veiled,
dripping with blood infused with the feeling of betrayal,
somebody's gotta win at the end of the deal,
turned over to the wolves who give a fuck how you feel,
there's ones who break their bones and scrape skin for their next meal,
we're ones to break phones and complain about chemtrails,
can't wash away the shame like blood on the staircase,
finding life a drag, nobody called it a fair race...

wishin for a ticket to get over the nightmare,
got you rotting in your mind, you turn around and it's right there,
leakin, bleedin, screamin, jumpscared by peripherals,
lil stevie can't seem to get a grip on the meaning of control,
sorry bout the sheets,didn't mean to get the blood soaked,
liquor won't wash away the sin but the floods will,
I don't got no problem finding out the vibes
inside the room im leavin soon to my tomb 'fore the doom ensues...

[BRUXISM]
Take Ls and tell tales, (tails),
I'll take heads,
two face(d) bitches with fake nails, and filler in their lips 
Yeah You talk shit, not gon' drink your flavor aid it's toxic,
Don't you look back, right on sight you'll turn to salt bitch,
Uh oh!
Uh oh!
Who's that? who's said what I say ain't sell?
Blowing up my phone like Ted Kazinski sending mail,
Night flyer, cryptic cryptid mystifter,
You can watch the shadows in your cave all you desire,
Scratching the itch, antihistamine,
Listen see, follow my words like scopolamine,
all you need know is not knowing's enough for me,
Others seek knowledge, acknowledgement,  sympathy,
I just kill in cold blood on some Gacy, Bundy, Dalmer shit, 
I am Bruxism's complete lack of humbleness
When the hunted turns hunter you'll learn the word plunder,
it burns, the church crumbles,
the hunchback of nothing,
So sick, I can barely speak, look into my eyes,
Pollution is online and Digital our time...

Border/Line Ft. Stemodity (prod. Istasha The Scrub)

HOTHEADZ

DAEGHO x NIKKO x AMAC x D.E.E.J - HOTHEADZ

IG: https://www.instagram.com/shade666apollo/

Ft. @twentythree777
Prod. @clipthat
Mixed & Mastered by @xstitchmusic
Cover Art by https://www.instagram.com/dieserfreigeist/

Lyrics:
You ain't hard you ED
I am outta this world no ET
If you want beef come and see me
Don't do it behind a screen g
Come press you like a MP3 'cause bitch you just stay ridin' waves
You a fake and a lame and I will be your fuckin' fate

You ain't hard you ED
I am outta this world no ET
If you want beef come and see me
Don't do it behind a screen g
Come press you like a MP3 'cause bitch you just stay ridin' waves
You a fake and a lame and I will be your fuckin' fate

Then I will come dig up your grave
Chop your body up put it in the cement I'mma lay
In my path as I continue to pave my own way
The trail I'mma blaze filled with death and decay
Time to defecate on this game filled with lames
Who all soundin' the same
And I'll punch a punk rapper's face uh
Watch it bleed as it breaks
Put a bitch in his place you a fuckin' disgrace uh
Your whole life is a waste
You should quit rap today
Claim a crown you'll never have I just took that today
Actin' apex till I turn you to prey
The Fifth Horseman known as Shade
He said he gon' blow up
Pulled the pin tossed him the grenade

You ain't hard you ED
I am outta this world no ET
If you want beef come and see me
Don't do it behind a screen g
Come press you like a MP3 'cause bitch you just stay ridin' waves
You a fake and a lame and I will be your fuckin' fate

You ain't hard you ED
I am outta this world no ET
If you want beef come and see me
Don't do it behind a screen g
Come press you like a MP3 'cause bitch you just stay ridin' waves
You a fake and a lame and I will be your fuckin' fate

Really put you on a TV
If you fiend it then come see me
I'm not trusting anybody
Seems like all of you been CG
I keep it where I don't need
I hear these voices like it's 3D
See ideally if you want it
Then go take it oh-so-freely
Burn the lobby up body shots
We could run the one-on-one
I don't want the help
I'm sleeping on my health
No time for love as above
Talking to myself where I've been leaning on
So below the mud
I'm crawling out to rest inside the sun

You ain't hard you ED
I am outta this world no ET
If you want beef come and see me
Don't do it behind a screen g
Come press you like a MP3 'cause bitch you just stay ridin' waves
You a fake and a lame and I will be your fuckin' fate

You ain't hard you ED
I am outta this world no ET
If you want beef come and see me
Don't do it behind a screen g
Come press you like a MP3 'cause bitch you just stay ridin' waves
You a fake and a lame and I will be your fuckin' fate

XIII

Death Tarot

Spotify | Apple Music

Death Tarot ft. TWENTYTHREE (Prod. CL!PPED)

45’SHOTS W/FXCKJAMiE - PROD - HEKS

Fix: https://soundcloud.com/cruciifix
Cover Art by Bleach

FENRIR

Locked Down FT Fix

TWENTYTHREE - DELIRIUM (prod. @istasha)

LYRICS:

Fall for it first, no lag, no face 
Left for the proceeds, trapped my brain
Stall for the worst, shoot back, okay
Deadweight, no need, I attract my fate
Fall for it first, no lag, no face 
Left for the proceeds, trapped my brain
Stall for the worst, shoot back, okay
Deadweight, no need, I attract my fate

Sever straight aim to the head no fall back,
 need one, follow my light till the lease up 
Feign for the rest and I leave none, 
I got these problems surrounding me, 
no time to sleep on 

Slide all my dreams in the drain
Too make to take without shit I could gain
Shallow, what’s left in my veins
They wanna talk, they could shoot for a name

Paid for escape, all in
Hoppin’ out a grave with a brand new skin 
Swap out the way, never letting them in
Won’t stay for the games, no chance, no win I,
Follow the severance, falling forever,
I’ll stay at the bottom, I came from the sediment 
Hollow no evidence, talk is irrelevant 
Never ascending I stay for the hell of it

Fall for it first, no lag, no face 
Left for the proceeds, trapped my brain
Stall for the worst, shoot back, okay
Deadweight, no need, I attract my fate
Fall for it first, no lag, no face 
Left for the proceeds, trapped my brain
Stall for the worst, shoot back, okay
Deadweight, no need, I attract my fate

DELIRIUM (PROD. ISTASHA)

Written / Performed by @blckbrds, @salivagrey
Produced by Zepelin
Engineered by @lilsherm187

HYPNAGOGIA (w/ Saliva Grey)

written & performed by @blckbrds & @gullyspit
produced by @zyllerbeats
engineered by @tumaggz & @gullyspit
cover by Blckbrd

LAWN w/ Gullyspit

HOLLOW POINT feat. Undead Ronin (prod. Blunt Christ)

https://youtu.be/5lX3fNQpBhM

Lil bitch
Poison in my veins got it tatted on my wrist
Fuck her in the face while I'm puffin' on a spliff
Blood up on my blade I got blood up on my fit fit fit fit shit
Ion really talk I just show 'em how I live
Heard he wanna box so I broke a couple ribs
Where's your fucking god I got demons in my clique tik tik tik
Whoah, Ion fuck with feds
Never tell 'em what I know
Paint a fucker red then I leave him in the snow
Light a cigarette while your bitch is servin throat throat throat
Oh fuck, Ion wanna talk unless the shit about a buck
Kill a fucking cop drag his body through the mud
Begging me to stop but I love the sight of blood blood blood 
Imma misfit, wait on my shoulders & I told 'em I can't resist it
Loading these bowls up & I'm rollin' a fucking spliff bitch
Syrup in soda til a coma I'm boutta risk it
Sippin' corona & I'm suckin up on yo bitch tits
This shit simple as it gets I'm different
Sippin' henny & twistin' medicine listen
All of that fiction they spittin' missin' no competetion
I'm living devine
Sick in the mind
Gimme the pine
Sippin the whine
Grippin' a 9
Trippin I'm fine
Rippin a line
Feel like I'm dyin
Misery really hittin I really be independent
I feel like my wins are thinnin
Machete I hittem widdit
Now bleed bitch
Mothafuckas wanna talk I tell 'em eat dick
Burnin' rubber burnin' money I don't need shit
Stealin' flow stealin' swag hoe keep it
Lil bitch
Poison in my veins got it tatted on my wrist
Fuck her in the face while I'm puffin' on a spliff
Blood up on my blade I got blood up on my fit fit fit fit shit
Ion really talk I just show 'em how I live
Heard he wanna box so I broke a couple ribs
Where's your fucking god I got demons in my clique tik tik tik
Whoah

JMeekz [Prod. ROMA JONSON] *VIDEO IN DESCRIPTION*

Collab with @cardeairelatrelle

prod. @michaellinkbeats & @nimbus2k

Mixed by Lord Gasp

______________

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

HYPNAGOGIA (w/ Saliva Grey)

blckbrd.

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