STREAM HERE: https://bvdlvd.lnk.to/whatsup

MUSIC VIDEO HERE: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nXx4ax9_neM

Prod. @ripctrl

Lyrics:
I DON’T GIVE NO FUCKS,
TALK MY SHIT, GET PAID AND MOVE ON, 
I DON’T PREACH I JUST SAY WHAT I WANT,
WHAT THE FUCK IS UP?
WHAT THE FUCK IS UP?
I DON’T GIVE NO FUCKS, 
TALK MY SHIT, GET PAID AND MOVE ON, 
I DON’T PREACH I JUST SAY WHAT I WANT,
WHAT THE FUCK IS UP?
WHAT THE FUCK IS UP?

Ay,
You ain’t seen a beast like me,
Come change the game like this,
This shit don’t come for free,
That pussy down so bad he ain’t as bad as me
Everything I live I die by,
Fuck you mean?

FUCK YOU MEAN BITCH,
ILL FUCK YOU UP,
I DON’T GIVE A FUCK ABOUT YOU,

I've come far too far for my own comfort,
I’m going insane 
This the last time I’m giving you one chance
NOW,

TELL ME,
TELL ME THEIRS ONE WAY TO GET THROUGH THIS PAIN 

I HAVE COME FAR TO FAR FOR MY OWN COMFORT IM GOING INSANE
THIS THE LAST TIME IM GIVING YOU
ONE CHANCE TO RECTIFY

I DON’T GIVE NO FUCKS, 
TALK MY SHIT, GET PAID, AND MOVE ON, ON
I DON’T PREACH I JUST SAY WHAT I WANT,
WHAT THE FUCK IS UP?
WHAT THE FUCK IS UP?
I DON’T GIVE NO FUCKS,
TALK MY SHIT, GET PAID AND MOVE ON,
I DON’T PREACH I JUST SAY WHAT I WANT,
WHAT THE FUCK IS UP?
WHAT THE FUCK IS UP?

New ting comin next month

STREAM HERE

WHATS UP? (Prod. RipCtrl)

STREAM HERE: https://bvdlvd.lnk.to/lifewithoutlove-

Prod by: @ripctrl

LYRICS:
I wouldn't have it any other way, a life without love,
Just how that fucker put me through that pain, I'm glad I fucked you up,
I wouldn't have it any other way, a life without love,
Just how that fucker put me through that pain, I'm glad I fucked you up,

I'm glad I fucked you, I'm glad I fucked you up
I'm glad I fucked you, I'm glad I fucked you up 
I'm glad I fucked you, I'm glad I fucked you up  

I wouldn't have it any other way, a life without love,
Just how that fucker put me through that pain, I'm glad I fucked you up,
I wouldn't have it any other way, a life without love,
Just how that fucker put me through that pain, I'm glad I fucked you up,

I'm glad I fucked you up
I'm glad I fucked you up
I'm glad I fucked you up

LIFE WITHOUT LOVE (Prod. RipCtrl)

STREAM HERE: https://ffm.to/scorpio-ep

My mind ain’t complete
I been feeling that there’s something you ain’t telling me
(Something you ain’t telling me)

My mind ain’t complete
I can feel it now there's something you ain’t telling me
Something you ain’t telling me

Yeah 
The population is fucked just as we are
That ain’t no fucking conversation 
Preparing for the worst
Like steady counting all my savings
Like will it be the government or will I do my brain in?
You hearing what I’m saying?
The worst is still to come
Basically waiting, 
Debating about shit that just adds up to time that I’m waisting 
Been pacing up and down so I should have some better patience
Imma lose my mind
(Yeah lose my mind)

My mind ain’t complete
I can feel it now there's something you ain’t telling 
I been in a rough patch
A rough spot
A really fuckin shit time
Like why god
Like where the fuck my mind at
That shits lost 
I’m feeling hella boxed in
I’m fucked off 

Yeah
Each day a struggle
I bet my fucking wall been getting tired of seeing my knuckle
The shit inside my head might make me sick but I can’t buckle
They said next yeah I might just make it out this fuckin tunnel 
Sorry to burst your bubble
But this world is filled with evil and humble
And people with problems that rub off on you 
Now you in trouble
Like I’m seeing double of everything from riches to rouble
I’m running out of time 

My mind ain’t complete
I can feel it now there's something you ain’t telling 
My mind ain’t complete
I can feel it now there's something you ain’t telling 
My mind ain’t complete
I can feel it now there's something you ain’t telling 
My mind ain’t complete
I can feel it now there's something you ain’t telling

INCOMPLETE

STREAM HERE: https://lnk.to/Brazy

PRE-SAVE THROAT INFECTION (EP): https://moves.lnk.to/ThroatInfectionEP

JOIN MY DISCORD: https://discord.gg/afU24CuBSW

Prod by: @LazerFox__

Lyrics:
Fuck your shit, let me communicate 
Don’t wanna run in the dark, all of these faces are fake
I keep my eyes dilated Tryna find my way in this place
just in case I wanna change direction

Fuck your shit, let me communicate 
Don’t wanna run in the dark, all of these faces are fake
I keep my eyes dilated Tryna find my way in this place
just in case I wanna change direction

I might lose composure
Fuck that man I move like a soldier
Wrist swing with a ching like a rotar
It’s over when I’m on that roadrunner
Like nobody wants your opinion, you just popped up  in chat like a boner
Sit down, you a bitch, you my minion
You in my yard now I’m the owner. I’m the owner yeah

Not my darg but I’ll keep it causal
Fuck that shit, come equipped with tactical.
I don’t like no bitch in my retinal
Got no time for them man, they uninvestable

Yeah my shit too brazy
Yeah my shit too brazy yeah yeah
Yeah my shit too brazy
Yeah my shit too brazy yeah yeah
Yeah my shit too brazy
You might call me crazy yeah yeah
Yeah my shit too brazy,
you might call me crazy, yeah yeah 

Fuck your shit, let me communicate 
Don’t wanna run in the dark, all of these faces are fake
I keep my eyes dilated Tryna find my way in this place

You don’t know this pain, I’ve got these scars left upon my veins,
My way ain’t for the faint heart, lay down dead that’s what you deserve

Talk about 5 figure, I do not give a shit if it ain’t bigger.
If you a little bitch, imma itch and twitch not to hit that switch so you get triggered 

I hit a little lick with the gang yeah that plan was to bang that man with a brick to the dirt but the fam was around so I bless it quick with the prick, so quick not to get concerned.

I really wanna see man burn, ash
Put your whole gang in an urn, bosh
You might call me a bad lad
But the mandem say josh
Say you too smooth with the dosh
Gonna runna circle round you, clocked
That you fucked up in the booth, now
You can get hit with the block.

Yeah my shit too brazy
Yeah my shit too brazy yeah yeah
Yeah my shit too brazy
Yeah my shit too brazy yeah yeah

Yeah my shit too brazy
You might call me crazy yeah yeah
Yeah my shit too brazy,
you might call me crazy, yeah yeah 

Fuck your shit, let me communicate 
Don’t wanna run in the dark, all of these faces are fake
I keep my eyes dilated Tryna find my way in this place

BRAZY

STREAM HERE: https://moves.lnk.to/ThroatInfectionEP

Lyrics:
What a waste of space 
I’m face to face with lames
I took my place as London’s face of rage 
Like What the fuck? I’m fucking up these punks
They better lock me up before I cause some fucking trouble 
Mother fucker ain’t the first time
Better call the doctor, Cuz I’m shooting for the flatline
Yuh
I’m boutta blow it’s just about time 
Better hope you got your digits up
Cuz I got mine

Yeah cuz I got mine
Hella feds up in the place
I’m boutta cook me up swine
I told that rapper keep an open mind
But That was just before I put that bloody 9 between his eyes
Uh I’m flippin tables
Difference to you and me?

You in a fable
I’m in that UAV, I got that payload
Cut you with this energy 
Something from halo 
You boutta see me be a Menace
It’s like I’m schizophrenic 
How I’m open to this penance
These voices in my head they make me be more conscientious 
But there’s much more to trap metal that acting all Pretentious 
This shit is factually precious 
They practically jealous 
It’s like I’m on some crack like a crevice
My throat is infectious
Sending shots and making a racket no tennis
I’m back with a vengeance
I’m posted with the gang come and get us
I’m Switching flows no diaerasis

What a waste of space 
I’m face to face with lames
I took my place as London’s face of rage 
Like What the fuck
I’m fucking up these punks
They better lock me up before I cause some fucking trouble 

Mother fucker ain’t the first time
Better call the doctor
Cuz I’m shooting for the flatline
Yuh
I’m boutta blow it’s just about time 
Better hope you got your digits up
Cuz I got mine

FLATLINE

STREAM HERE: https://moves.lnk.to/ThroatInfectionEP

Prod: Pulse

Lyrics:

All they speak is fucking lies
That shit never left my Tongue
bitch I’m on a killing spree
and I’m hunting with a gun
i dont do no driving by
I Just pull up and you run
Watch yo mouth like when u speak 
how you chewing with no gum

Chat shit get burned 
I don’t waste my time on no one
Fuck a bitch dats no better than scum
What’s up bro you want beef you get drummed

Get burned (get burned)
Get burned (get burned)
Get burned (get burned)
Get burned (get burned)
Get burned (get burned)
Get burned (get burned)
Get burned (get burned)
Get burned (get burned)

Every time I dip
from this scene it gets a little shitter
That’s why I’m coming back to Fuck it up 
I’m getting bigger
Like i don’t know bout half these cunts
Or why they talking bitter 
For all I give a fuck they can suck on my middle finger
Yeah they can get burned
Cook me up a mc 
and eat him up for my lunch
You Chat shit, You get spun
Took me a while for I could say just want a want

All they speak is fucking lies
That shit never left my Tongue
bitch I’m on a killing spree
and I’m hunting with a gun
i dont do no driving by
I Just pull up and you run
Watch yo mouth like when u speak 
how you chewing with no gum

Chat shit get burned 
I don’t waste my time on no one
Fuck a bitch dats no better than scum
What’s up bro you want beef you get drummed

Get burned (get burned)
Get burned (get burned)
Get burned (get burned)
Get burned (get burned)
Get burned (get burned)
Get burned (get burned)
Get burned (get burned)
Get burned (get burned)

I could never listen to a pussy who Is under my feet
I got some shit to lose you ain’t got nothing concrete
I been hussling harder than any trapper that’s trapping
They just ain’t even coming close to me
I’m on the road to blow you see
I’m might just blow 2G
Wake up, work and go to sleep
That’s how its supposed to be
Trust me this the loading screen
I know shit behind the scenes
I might just put every fucking rager on an tape and leave 

Leave… leave… leave..
What the fuck you mean
Chat shit get bunned 
Listen to me 
Chat shit get bunned 
Listen to me 
Chat shit get bunned 
Listen to me 

All they speak is fucking lies
That shit never left my Tongue
bitch I’m on a killing spree
and I’m hunting with a gun
i dont do no driving by
I Just pull up and you run
Watch yo mouth like when u speak 
how you chewing with no gum

Chat shit get burned 
I don’t waste my time on no one
Fuck a bitch dats no better than scum
What’s up bro you want beef you get drummed

Get burned (get burned)
Get burned (get burned)
Get burned (get burned)
Get burned (get burned)
Get burned (get burned)
Get burned (get burned)
Get burned (get burned)
Get burned (get burned)

GET BURNED

STREAM HERE 👉 https://lnk.to/layinbricks

Produced by: @fonywallace & @teddyslugz

Lyrics:
Flip a brick, then I build on that
I done too much shit, I keep me lookin back
On some over shoulder shit, on some one eyed Kip
Smoking on this stick, where it fucking hits
Please got have mercy on my spliff
Let it stay lit even when the wind wants a bit
I pray to you that you keep that Shit in tact
If you don’t keep it in tact, you can take it back

Best believe I just drugged my whole show
Don’t tell the bouncer
Big bag of brownies for you
Just take one and fuck off
No you are not getting two
I took one it felt like I blew

Fuck them man at wheatley
All the bullies they used to tease me
They layin bricks, I dropped a brick on a TV
I got a brand new house in the city, with the lights
And a bitch who treats me right

I’m the only one making noise
Had to make a hunnid K and flip it for my fuckin boys

Yeah I flip it for my boys
Yeah I flip it for my boys 

Boy I don’t deal with no crap
You a loser, drug user
Don’t want nothing with that
You so stupid, you think I do this shit for some racks?
I don’t get out of bed if it don’t make me a plaque
What’s with that? I predict that you a Fag
I predict your music bad
You will never beat the LVD
You ain’t ever getting bags
You ain’t ever gonna spaz like me
Told my bro hold this flow imma wrap this beat

Fuck them man at wheatley
All the bullies they used to tease me
They layin bricks, I dropped a brick on a TV
I got a brand new house in the city, with the lights
And a bitch who treats me right

Ah fuck I’m locked in again
Gotta wright my songs with a pen
Got pin point precision and I’m pointing at them, at you
Yeah you do what I do, what you do is doo doo (duh duh doo doo)
You layin bricks all day, but me? nah
Imma get my money any which way 
With the way you look, you could make your bitch gay
With the way I look, I could take your bitch, bitch, bitch, lol 
Don’t make my finger fuckin itch
You could never say, that I ain’t self made
Made myself, spinnin tracks like a beyblade

LAYIN BRICKS

Prod. @rottt10 and @yunglxrd


fuck with the syllables follow my lips
run on your principles call you a bitch
I am the pinnacle you are the niche
your shit is fictional mine is legit
shalowgrave shit to my bottomless pit
there is no cut when I've finnished my bit
I just keep rolling while you wanna quit
just like a amateur suck and you spit
fire and brimstonee it's ending with ash
cinder and coal will be all that is left
I have no soul tear my heart out my chest
devil can't buy what is ice with no flesh
every dimension I'm in full of stress
demented and mental my motives possessed
obsessed with the substances forced down my neck
mind left to die so my body can rest

kill what I fuck
and I fuck what I kill

there is no reason for questioning
silence is deafening
death feels me beckoning
nothing is threatening
nothing worth mentioning
psycho developing
empathy lessening
I am released
mind off the leash
all of my angels and demons deceased
sheeh sheeh
holing my peace 
finding release
these is no censorship left when I speak 

kill what I fuck and I fuck what I kill 
I'm a cannibal baby an animal
mabye some sort of irational radical terrorist burning the world with my grammar
I've had it i'm in 
fuck it I'm out
fuck with the meanings take off with the clout
fuck your religion I fill you with doubt 
words out my mouth kick your morals about


fuck what you stand for
fuck are you living your life for
fuck you need all of your bread for
fuck do you fuck with your head for
fuck are you fighting your wars for
fuck are you willing to die for
fuck are you fucking with me for
fuck do you think  this will be for

I'm indescribably fucking mechanically fucking manically tearing you up
fuck your depression and fuck your anxiety fuck every reason you suck

I'm in your room I'm in your art
I'm in your tunes I'm in your heart
I am the reason you live and the reason you die I'm the reason your stop and you start

one for the road one for cold
one for the story that never gets told
one for the lies that you've always been told
one for the demons that live in your soul

I am above I am beyond
I am contained in feelings long gone
I am forced to be reckoned with smith with no weaponry dropping your jaw and I'm gone

No Control (prod. ROT10 x Muneylxrd)

Heroin makes me numb
I’m so dumb 
On the run but falling over 

*stubs toe and screams*
*my unborn child does the adlibs*
I’m falling over you
I’m falling over you
I’m falling over you
I’m falling over you

Fallen in to a pit
Tried so hard still feel like shit
hate me
don’t save me
I don’t rate me
I’m so crazy
hate me uh
take me uh
blame me uh
hate me uh
hate me uh
take me uh
blame me uh
hate me uh
hate me uh
take me uh

*serveral random business men enter chat*
BM1: Oh I do say this guy is a bit of a lunatic
BM2: Oh oh yeah he is, he is, isnt he? fuckin silly white boy on a fucking tank what you know
BM3: What’s fucking wrong with him?
BM4: What a fucking prick, it’s just screechy noises
it’s not music

huh? now your going to die :)

*literally dies*
DEAD DEAD DEAD
YOU SHOULD LEAVE ME
DEAD DEAD DEAD

*EEEEEERRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR*

Heroin makes me numb
I’m so dumb 
On the run but falling over 

*stubs toe and screams*
*my unborn child does the adlibs*
I’m falling over you
I’m falling over you
I’m falling over you
I’m falling over you


Shopping list:
-Milk
-Eggs
-Tuna Pasta
- 40ft condoms
- back sweat

Xxxx

FALLING OVER

FALLING OVER (PROD. XEROGI)

STREAM LUNATIC: https://bvdlvd.lnk.to/lunatic

Instagram: @BVDLVD
Twitter: @BVDLVD

Lyrics: 
Running in circles, in thoughts,
It's not my fault,
I can't help what's been gone,
No we can't talk,
You just hurt me for fun,
I was too young,
You shouldn't wait for this long,

I'm off,
Running in circles up in my thoughts,
and It's not my fault,
I can't help what's been gone,
We can't talk,
I was too young,
You just hurt me fun,
You shouldn't wait for me this long,
You shouldn't wait for me

Take the fall
for the young man in the war
you won’t find a way 
I’m not the young man
I used to be
used to be oh
you lied
I hate everything
you stand for
don’t walk away from me
don’t walk away from me

LUNATIC

USED TO BE

STREAM LUNATIC

USED TO BE (FEAT. BIV)

STREAM HERE: https://ffm.to/bvdlvd-smokeup

MUSIC VIDEO: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LoUe0edBw5A

Prod @prodbymattu

LYRICS:
Yeah I sleep good at night
Yeah I get bare noddy
Yeah I get too lit 
Smoke up smoke up The bongy
All you man just pricks
Yeah your flows too sloppy
Mana too sick, too sick
Yeah mana move godly 
(Imma god, yeah yeah)

And if I wanna plug my guy
He shouldn’t get pissed if I charge him
And if it was a game of size
Some you’d come realise your plans got shafted.
Take piss and ur face get clarted
Me and my bitch is the wraith get blasted man
I’m so high I got planted
This that new bad lad shit

I tell a man I’ll bill it, I bill it, but I can’t bill it because it actually takes me 40 minutes 
That’s a minimum 
You can fuck off your opinion.
I’m sick of de sick of de sick of dem 
Ah
Man ain’t no civilian 
Punks about to hit the 5th M, 5 million

Yeah I sleep good at night
Yeah I get bare noddy
Yeah I get too lit 
Smoke up smoke up The bongy
All you man just pricks
Yeah your flows too sloppy
Mana too sick, too sick
Yeah mana move godly 
(Imma god, yeah yeah)

Yeah yeah
What you smoking g? 
Is it that loud loud or you gassing me 
I buss a Maggie from the bossman, £3.50
I’m a 3/5 away from a tragedy
I actually got the whole scene mad at me
That’s a bod lod with a hot bod bad b
Factually, I got lots for my family 
And if you chatting shit I got the mandem like the cavalry 
Smoke up smoke up
You could get fucked with a pole, aiming straight at your head like
Pull up pull up
I’m so fucked up, off of drugs 
And I’m still getting paid like
Get paid, that’s right 
Pocket getting fatter 
Need a bag and my wrist iced 
Need my bitch and a blunt
Hit em same time 
Man I’m up next I heard it through the grapevine

Yeah I sleep good at night
Yeah I get bare noddy
Yeah I get too lit 
Smoke up smoke up The bongy
All you man just pricks
Yeah your flows too sloppy
Mana too sick, too sick
Yeah mana move godly 
(Imma god, yeah yeah)

INCOMPLETE

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