Shout out to portland trap metal comin str8 outta tacoma

Just when you thought it couldnt get better you get to the second half 👌🏻

absolutely incredible like talk about bringing something new and original to music in general let alone a genre wow

I came from Trash but ayy this goes hard af

let the snow begin to melt and the old demons will awake

Production by @threeordie
Engineered by @prodjordanjay

LYRICS:

Life loves to turn you to a bitch and fornicate 
Addiction is a disease you can never satiate 
knowingly 
makin yourself sicker 
Poppin pills 
And chasin it with liquor 
Never seen someone with the flu 
Askin for a higher fever 
kids filming themselves OD
It’s literal insanity 
Losing all control of reality 
Lying to your own psyche 
In your own voice 
Telling you 
this is the right choice 


￼They telling me to smile 
But I don’t know happiness 
All I know is narcotics
So now I’m just lethargic 
One would think 
Dope would make me feel copacetic 
But I’m addicted 
and I can’t stop it
Shit is a menace
All my life I’ve had 
a morbid conscience 
Flashback to Scenarios
 from my adolescence 
Addiction talks to me
in my own cadence 
Like my brain fell victim
to a parasitic sadist

overdose [Prod. 3OD]

Weed, Titties & Satan

Overdrive ft Sinizter (prod by Gerah)

Patty Wack (prod Jake OHM)

99ZED x SALIVA GREY - DOWN FOR WHATEVA

"UNTIL THE BONES IN MY FIST HURT" - SANTOS SANTANA X SECT UNIT X FACELESS 1-7

Pain (prod. Luga)

JMattson X MVKO X Sadzilla - GONNA COST YA [Prod. Krona]

VACUUM (PROD. NXM1NAL)

lyrics:

I keep my knives on deck
Choppin shit like I'm Miyagi
Couple pistols off the hip
Them bitches stingin like they Ali
Oh that's
Wet
We squeezing blicks off Kawasakis
Keep the stick concealed for sorry, simple niggas tryin to rob me
I'm in godmode
I be servin grief clips
I think I'm Picasso
How I leave his teeth bent
How am I gonna ride slow?
I just wanna speed blitz
Shawty get it poppin, autopilot on her freak shit

And if that nigga wanna dead it, come and find me
Lethal measures if he talkin
Summon up an Autobot
My lethal weapon get to sparkin
Oh that's
Wet!
He not a threat he just a target
Knock him off and stomp him out
He outta breath and outta profit

And I'm rippin the friend of my enemy huh
He dead if he in the vicinity huh
I'm grippin the stick to eliminate
Couple of deaths and my pistol will levitate huh
I drill em, my venom eliminate
Blood on my blade, I be killin to medicate
Outta my way fore your head on my dinner plate
Dug up a grave, I got hoes to incinerate huh

I keep my knives on deck
Choppin shit like I'm Miyagi
Couple pistols off the hip
Them bitches stingin like they Ali
Oh that's
Wet
We squeezing blicks off Kawasakis
Keep the stick concealed for sorry, simple niggas tryin to rob me
I'm in godmode
I be servin grief clips
I think I'm Picasso
How I leave his teeth bent
How am I gonna ride slow?
I just wanna speed blitz
Shawty get it poppin, autopilot on her freak shit

I keep my knives on deck
Choppin shit like I'm Miyagi
Couple pistols off the hip
Them bitches stingin like they Ali
Oh that's
Wet
We squeezing blicks off Kawasakis
Keep the stick concealed for sorry, simple niggas tryin to rob me

out on all platforms

graveyard waltz (prod. adjacen7)

lyrics:

Cryogenic all my pieces
Hollows popping through the chrome
Lava leaking from my body
Probly rotten to the bone
Nah I'm not fuckin with you leeches
Probly caught him at the store
That chopper spit bout 30 rounds
Now watch his body leave his soul

My flow enhancing
That boy just rancid
I told my mans
That my plans is to blow finances
And hella bandses
My tan Sig get so romantic
She got to chanting
And BLAM! bitch
It's underhanded
He lost a damn limb

I'm god again
Paint that wall again
Crank that bat and break his jaw again
So now that motherfucker cannot yawn again
I'm Spartacus
Sending DOOT! DOOT! DOOT! DOOT! through your cardigan
If I don't get what's mine then I might let these hollows off again, and...

Put a cap in his ass
Feel the wrath
I'ma drag to the back of house
Put a stack on X'ing him out
If a man wanna fuck with mine
Laugh at him now
Hit a nigga, put a rag in his mouth
I don't really think of asking twice
Blast and I'm out, what a god damn ass of a clown
Cut a fucker then I dug a ditch
Cuz I never knew another motherfucker
Wanna gut a motherfucker much as Rezzy
I'm in love with this

Cryogenic all my pieces
Hollows popping through the chrome
Lava leaking from my body
Probly rotten to the bone
Nah I'm not fuckin with you leeches
Probly caught him at the store
That chopper spit bout 30 rounds
Now watch his body leave his soul

My flow enhancing
That boy just rancid
I told my mans
That my plans is to blow finances
And hella bandses
My tan Sig get so romantic
She got to chanting
And BLAM! bitch
It's underhanded
He lost a damn limb

I'm god again
Paint that wall again
Crank that bat and break his jaw again
So now that motherfucker cannot yawn again
I'm Spartacus
Sending DOOT! DOOT! DOOT! DOOT! through your cardigan
If I don't get what's mine then I might let these hollows off again, and...

a cold day in hell (prod. adjacen7)

written / performed by @blckbrds @salivagrey
produced by @zyllerbeats
engineered by @lilsherm187, @tumaggz, Saliva Grey

MONOCHROME (w/ Saliva Grey)

written / performed by @blckbrds @salivagrey
produced by @marrasfall
engineered by @lilsherm187, @tumaggz, Saliva Grey

MYLAR (w/ Saliva Grey)

NOT ENOUGH MANA

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

LAWN w/ Gullyspit

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Trap Hustle Mix,Trap Grind Mix 2025 TRAP MIX VOL 1419 - STREET VIBES

LYRICS:

Verse 1: (tuMaggz)

I don’t tell these pussies shit cuz
Pussies talk a lot
I won’t pass a pussy shit if smoking
Woods still makes him cough
Don’t step foot on Gladstone
We protect the spot like Camelot 
All my Hellhounds down to scrap 
We swing em hard with all we got

Riding
To the spot we wylin
Hit a motherfucking cop he dying 
Hit a motherfuckers block while smiling 
Took a son from his mother she crying 
All of this shit ain’t tough talk 
Everybody hates a nigga no Chris Rock 
Everybody wanna see a nigga wrist locked up in some steel 
I ain’t talking bout no wrist watch

Yeah that boy might kill his parents but he ain’t gon kill me
Met a foreign bitch from Paris she gon get on both knees
Got a fresh pack boy you smoking on that old tree
With yo dusty musty crusty ass boy you ain’t no OG

Whole game fucked 
All you niggas got it criss cross
See you stunting on em 
Why you rocking all the Ross drip
Smoking on that wood tip 
Cheaper than a Cheese Nip
You be sucking dick
For a feature on some bullshit
Shooter with a full clip
Boy drop that pin
Got seven whole niggas like Sect finna send 
Straps can stay back handle this like some men
But we know you a coward so we gon roll in 

I don’t tell these pussies shit cuz
Pussies talk a lot
I won’t pass a pussy shit if smoking
Woods still makes him cough
Don’t step foot on Gladstone
We protect the spot like Camelot 
All my Hellhounds down to scrap 
We swing em hard with all we got

I don’t tell these pussies shit cuz
Pussies talk a lot
I won’t pass a pussy shit if smoking
Woods still makes him cough
Don’t step foot on Gladstone
We protect the spot like Camelot 
All my Hellhounds down to scrap 
We swing em hard with all we got
	
Verse 2: (Cardeairé)

We swing em hard with all we got
I knock a nigga out his socks
We pull up on him like we lightning leave his ass straight fuckin shocked, huh
Now he lookin at the sky, cause that bitch got fuckin dropped
Smokin good shit got me coughin 
Put him in a coffin and leave him to die
Bitch nigga run up on me then he must got a death wish 
Floppin around like a dyin fish
Rich nigga shit I’ll hit you with a fresh whip
Playin wit me and you dyin bitch 
Prayin to not see god and shit
Sayin you just want out of it 
And I’ll put you out yo misery 
The last thing you’ll fuckin see is me
Wit a smirk on my face 
I bet the shit that you said you wanna take back 
That’s not how it work in this place 
You just another fuckin homicide case
Homicide, suicide, genocide, I call that shit icin the cake 
They say Sect you don’t got a fuckin heart
Then I got a organ to take 
Then I got a organ to steal
Everything so fake to me so it ain’t hard to point out what’s real
I got bitches that pay for the bill
Them niggas go crazy yeah they go stupid when they be off of them pills
I put that pussy right in a coffin then I’m headed to the hills
Bitch

Coughin' (feat. Sect Unit)

Coughin' (feat. Cardeairé Latrelle)

im a sick fuck,
in my motherfucking habitat

MONOCHROME (w/ Saliva Grey)

blckbrd.

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