This is how it is, again.
Prod: @sneaky_haxor

lyrics:
Charging you bitches it feel like a bonsai
Pop on that tab and they look at me cross eyed
Focus my tention the tension is on sight
Feast in the famine demand from the top high

Uh
Now I been feeling like hog ties
Chop out the rope take the lock off the glock 9
Don't fuck with hope cuz you all blind
Ruin you slow now I feel like the frostbite

I got a lot to think about
Too many thought they bring me down
Too many clocks is ticking out
Too many pots, to piss in now

Most high Fuck around flip where the rest hang
Nother round loaded in the clip w the best aim
never gonna gonna make it out the pit it's depressing
Ima go and burn another bridge if they testy

Tasting the ends
While you playing pretend
Gotta holster the feelings
To face it again
I can't make up a story
To save what is said
So I keep the mouth shut
Ain't no fables for Brett

Overpowered
Leave the soul devoured
Iike a rebid beast
Approach the hopeless hour
Catch me loaded up
We leaving holes in cowards
Keepin 40's tucked
So we be totin power

Get defensive
Fuck your clique is deaded
Gotta massive grippin
On the Smith & Wesson
Fuck a witnesses fibbin
We gon get to shreddin
To the fucking pit
I'm hearing whispers dreaded

CROSS EYED [PROD. SNEAKY]

prod. @zepelinbeats
written/performed by @blckbrds
recorded by Qmadethebeat
engineered by @blupillmusic

SIDEWINDER 2

Shit is indeed not working out.

WITH: @SNIPZTEA & @SSJCXRPSE
PROD: @SKOTSKR
MIX: @ZYROM & @SSJCXRPSE
ART: @C3OF

LYRICS:
[SAINT SLEEP]
Shit is not working out
Feel like I'm burning out
I need to feel validated
Sleeping on train tracks I'm getting wasted
Homie boutta get jumped like its outlast
Take all his cash I be seeing broke in your forecast
Overdose in the back of a broadcast
Get interviewed while I die it's a news flash
Chilling with a god complex
Imma snap like it's latex
Lately everybody want me dead on the side on the crossroads
Feel like a girl boss building her empire
Homie gon mess with me imma force feed him amphetamines
Start a new diet only be touching that pcp
Why they all watch like its ccp
Imma get high put leak in your ac

[SNIPZTEA]
You be acting like it working out
Muthafuka we up on yo block our speakers drain you out
We hear you like its ultrasound
Aint nothing to be fearing now
Staring at yo window looking for us it ain't clear enough
Cops looking for us but they don't know where to link
We be stuffing all our funko pops inside the fuckin sink
They think im going left and right I ain't got my blinkers on
They think we going out to fight nah bitch we just in the zone

[CXRPSE]
New crib and I'm still fucked up in it
You flexing bullets im already dumping them
See a pussy boy already slumping em
You talking shit you end up in a trunk with em
My favourite rappers dont mean shit to me
Whether rap or not ill make history
Hand em wet wipes if they get sick of me
Wipe your ass faggot dont bitch at me
See every nigga wanna talk like they tough like
I never shot but I seen me some gun fights
Beat a little nigga like damn you my son right
You tryna talk all im saying is fuck life
I am the overlord im the imposter
Got a whole gang as a family feel like a mobster
Ill never be that nigga sitting right where the cops were
By gods grace I will prosper
Maybe underground im honestly over it
You niggas soft im as cold as the polar get
Im getting older my shoulder get colder and
The bar getting lower you lower it
You dont wanna see me when im out
Either we run it or you shut your fucking mouth
All these little niggas talk shit
But they still want a feature
You not on the team so go sit on the bleachers
All my homies dying or they nothing but tweakers
Niggas think that they drippy im stealing your sneakers

[SNIPZTEA]
You be acting like it working out
Muthafuka we up on yo block our speakers drain you out
We hear you like its ultrasound
Aint nothing to be fearing now
Staring at yo window looking for us it ain't clear enough
Cops looking for us but they don't know where to link
We be stuffing all our funko pops inside the fuckin sink
They think im going left and right I ain't got my blinkers on
They think we going out to fight nah bitch we just in the zone

[SAINT SLEEP]
Im with the homies we watching a snuff flick
Five stars I'm boutta bust quick
So sick
Pick up your innards with chopsticks
Fuck this
Rip off your tongue while you boot lick
Im with the homies we watching a snuff flick
Five stars I'm boutta bust quick
So sick
Pick up your innards with chopsticks
Fuck this
Rip off your tongue while you boot lick I need a snack
The wait is finally here
And we boutta make you disappear
Mfnf we hella weird
Spend my bands on chains they be made from all your tears

Theatre for the Dammed (Single)

Theatre for the Dammed ft. Snipztea & Cxrpse

Stream/Buy

Theatre for the Dammed ft. SNIPZTEA & Cxrpse [prod. skotskr]

Blood Diamonds w/Gashum (Prod Netuh)

Produced by @fenrirprod

Lyrics:

Pacte de sang ça sent l'encens et la cendre
Prépare mon ascendance je vais te descendre
Je conquiers ces bâtards comme Alexandre
Viscéral
Mon gars je les piétine comme Bucéphale
Hors de ta vision je suis liminal
Je t'enterre loin de tout pas de funérailles

Grosse tête dans mon viseur t'es qu'une cible
Je vais faire des dommages irréversibles
Abyssal pèse sur la scène, t'es imperceptible

S/o fantoft, à la messe avec le briquet
Gros aqua de loud dans la chappelle
J'entends des voix satan m'appelle

Décoche des cartouches on les enterre à la pelle
T'as oublié qui je suis, voila une piqure de rappel
Mon flow leur met la tête sous l'eau je vais leur faire boire la tasse
Il va me falloir une fosse pour tous les cadavres que j'entasse

Glace sur mon cou j'ai investi
Viens chercher ta meuf elle se dévêtit
Courbes de succube elle me vampirise
Opposition je les pulvérise

Extendo sur l'AR, arsenal militaire
Pipe bomb dans ta caisse j'envoie tout en l'air
Extendo sur l'AR, arsenal militaire
Pipe bomb dans ta caisse j'envoie tout en l'air
Des cartouches dans ma poche, dans ma main je serre le fer
Lame sur le poignet, militant de l'ouverture d'artère

La peau blanche comme les os le cœur noir comme le charbon
Sous six pieds enterré oublié sous les chardons
Je pardonne pas d'offenses je subis la tentation
Sur la terre comme au ciel pas de Dieu pas de pardon

Décoche des cartouches on les enterre à la pelle
T'as oublié qui je suis, voila une piqure de rappel
Mon flow leur met la tête sous l'eau je vais leur faire boire la tasse
Il va me falloir une fosse pour tous les cadavres que j'entasse

FOSSE

Believers

Spotify

Believers (Feat. Red Dot)

Fuck a petty goth bitch
She never fucked with me
I got more problems
Want more money clips
And diamonds in my teeth
Ya mans don't fuck with me
But never gave a shit
That's no surprise to me
Everybody move like wannabe 
That's not my problem see

30 round
Throw that down
Mix the pounds
That bitch barkin now
Bitches flock
Bitches loud
Fuck that talking now
Out of sight
When I'm out
On my side
Duck em down
Move that blade
Find ya whereabouts

Running dirty
All that chit chat
Got em moving sturdy
Fuck a buddy
Ain't no friends
I'm still on passive shit
Pass her like rotation 
What's ya motive bitch
She put scripts inside the cup, but she can't swallow it

You can see how the shit go
Pass ya buddy by the road
Passin action, wanna back out
Till there's body's at the door
All the same
Got more life in me
Bitches wanna lie to me
But they still goin fight for me

Send em a route
I couldn't hear over crowds 
Bitch I was never around
Watch me drown when I'm down
She finna lock me down
I ain't wanna work shit out
I ain't wanna work shit out
No I ain’t wanna work shit out

Fuck a petty goth bitch
She never fucked with me
I got more problems
Want more money clips
And diamonds in my teeth
Ya mans don't fuck with me
But never gave a shit
That's no surprise to me
Everybody move like wannabe 
That's not my problem see
Running dirty
All that chit chat
Got em moving sturdy
Fuck a buddy
Ain't no friends
I'm still on passive shit
Pass her like rotation 
What's ya motive bitch
She put scripts inside the cup, but she can't swallow it

Help Wanted (Prod. By Dismiss)

ASCENDANT (prod. Aragoth)

The Third Mixtape by Rapper Drew James. Welcome to the Darkest Corners of my Mind.

Dimension Hopping

https://soundcloud.com/flvd415

Run around with Xans all night
Got the souls we died at Blight.
First we smiling then it's chuckles
Climbing to the top like knuckles.

Get off the timing we settled today.
Imminent problems still living to play.
Baby so booshi like circus so lay.
Taking the chances, there's little to say.
Riding wit homies, you dyin today.
Don't fuck wit bullshit just get off the stage
Suckin the blood she calling me Blade.
Taking the chances, I pulled out the Spade.
Aim at ya forehead to knock you in daze.
Fucker you rapping but where is the flames.
Talking to big but still running on names.

Welcome to the records, winnings like his alibi.
Homie wants to spill the juices keep it in his turpentine.
Got so proud of only seconds in accomplishments.
Wasn't sure if daddy's fire was actually in his elements.
I bet you'll break.
You'll die.
I bet you'll take.
All Mine.
nAvvvi never needed help for the growing.
nAvvvi loves all his haters just like some homies.
nAvvvi talks the shit actin like Omen.
nAvvvi never fights so call the homie Gohan.

Gohan Touchd Me ft. FLVD (prod. wyzhu)

Cult 

comment if you want the lyrics

Mixed and Mastered @ Thornwall Studios
Art by: https://twitter.com/1KCaim

https://soundcloud.com/kruddtheguru
https://soundcloud.com/pxlse
https://soundcloud.com/thornwallstudios

SIDEWINDER 2

blckbrd.