you don't know how I been fucking raised 187 what I crave bitch.

I dont be fuckin with stocks
betting my bread and Im winnin the pot
all it will take is a minute to pop
hope ya got ice cause Im leavin it hot
Im fantastic
handsome mothafucka
make another damn classic
flippin them bands like Im made of elastic
lookin so calm cause I never be dramatic
dead pan look on the face
but the vibe is spastic
adderall bounce
its mine like a mineral
never do the minimal
max that profit
loudpack coughin
bet you really wanna get the big deposits
workin hard but empty handed
mane I cannot fuck stand it
watchin bustas
go in circles
cashin out like Im a bandit

lemme see ya work
lemme see ya walk

never had diamonds on top of my wrist
lower class lauderdale nothin to miss
learned to do business with nothin but fists
life been a bitch but Im quick when Im pissed
met my brother with the same vision
slvg that mane
we the men on the mission
bet ya wanna see me fall
bitch you wishin
betta cut it out
you wind up missin
watch me ult with the best precision
like Im bastion mini gun spinnin
mvp no competition
only workin for commission
I been watchin faces come and go
thinkin they will rise and blow
like a bubble pops and whoah
I enjoy the show

lemme see ya work
lemme see ya walk

OVERDRIVE

THANK YOU ALL FOR ALL THE SUPPORT!!
NEW MUSIC ON THE WAY!!

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VALENTINE SUICIDE Prod.Yung Ripper

in shock
mothafucka step up
finna catch a pad lock
rollem like a stone
crush em down to bed rock
aint no body left to trace
em with the fuckin chalk
its a damn shame
end up all the same

slag em with the burner
premeditated the murder
cut em right down through the cap
and Im a charmer with my grin
Im rippin out all the fuckin pins
the wick is burnin like my temper
got my red dot on your temple
copper rips and it was simple
say the least
Im a motherfuckin beast
breaker of the fuckin peace
grippin up on the blade
its time to dust em
stop your fussin
slick with they blood
its all over the floor
I bring it down quick
when I drip in the rain coat
why the fuck you thinkin bout takin chances
set your coffin
devil dances

mane I wish you fuckin would
Id beat the brakes off you with knuckles
grab my buckle its a ruckus
knock the brain outside yo bucket

pussy mothafucka with a two by four
they thinkin that they big shit
hit em with the big brick
bet you wanna risk it
every single time thats
how it go
pull a motherfuckin steamer
right from the back pack
hit the fuckin bricks
its hot like an anorak
bet you never thought a mothafucka
like me would pull the ski 
collect them dividends
never do I recommend a bout with me
so simmer down now
cause the devil dont sleep 
and the reaper dont play that
hit em with a big bat
stick a mothafucka with a blade so deep

COLD BODIES

BABYKRUEGER - SPRAINED WRIST (PROD. MOYTANIC)

PRODUCED BY BM11
COVER ART BY BM11

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BERNIEMACELEVEN - POP PHONK

v . @Jah

1st verse:
CA$PR
https://soundcloud.com/casprphonk

2nd Verse:
B-COOl!
https://soundcloud.com/user-759900333

This is our first track and debut for CONJURE CLIQUE a new crew focused making underground Phonk music

LYRICS:
[CA$PR VERSE]

CA$PR REPPIN CONJURE CLIQUE
WE SICK AS SHIT
JUST ASK YOUR BITCH
GOTTA BREAK IT DOWN 
AND MAC A CLOWN
IM SPRAYIN HOLLOW TIPS
SITTIN IN A CIRCLE
I GOT BLOOD STRAIGHT GUSHIN FROM MY WRIST
IF THESE BUSTAS RUN THEY MOUTH
THEN THEY GON CATCH EXTENDED CLIPS

I WONT BUY A STRAP UNLESS ITS AUTOMATIC
PULL UP TO THE SPOT AND THEN I LET UM HAVE IT
SPRAYIN ON THESE BUSTAS GOT ME LIKE AN ADDICT
HACKIN AT YOUR LIMBS AND HIDE UM IN THE ATTIC

IMA NIGHTMARE IN A DAZE I BEEN FEELIN CRAZED
YOU DONT KNOW HOW I BEEN FUCKIN RAISED
187 WHAT I CRAVE BITCH
YEA IM NEVA FAZED
I DONT NEED YOUR PRAISE
IF I CATCH A CASE
IMA RUN THE RACE
THEY'LL NEVA FIND YOUR GRAVE BITCH

MEET MY FO FIVE
IMA LOOK YOU IN THE EYES
DEMONIC ENTITIES LOOKING THROUGH TO WATCH YOU DIE
I DONT VALUE LIFE
EVERYTHING WERE TOLD IS LIES
IMA LEAVE YOUR BODY HOST THE MAGGOTS HOST THE FLIES

[B-COOL!'S VERSE]

STUPID LITTLE BITCH YOU BETTER SEE THE CONJURE CLIQUE
BLASTIN LIKE A LOADED CLIP TEARIN SHIT TO FUCKIN BITS
KNOW WE REPPIN TRIPLE SIX WITH A SHIFTED CRUCIFIX
IN THE MOUNTAINS AND THE STICKS SHORT FUZE ON THESE WICKS
GO AHEAD AND LIGHT THAT SHIT GUNNA HEAR FROM THIS CLICK
IN A COUNTRY THAT IS SICK LEAVE YA IN A FUCKIN DITCH

MAGGOTS TURN TO FLIES 
AS YOUR LOOKIN AT THE SKY
FEEDING WHERE YOU FUCKING LIE 
WORMS CRAWLIN UP YOUR THIGHS
BREEDING ON THE INSIDES 
SEE THE BUSTAS START TO DIE
CUS THESE PSYCHOPATHIC MINDS
LEAVING SATANIC SIGNS

SEE THESE HATERS TALKIN SHIT
YOU STUPID LITTLE HYPOCRITES
PUT YOU IN A DITCH GUNNA CATCH YOU WITH MY FIST
CA$PR GOT THE HOLLOW TIPS 
GUNNA PUT YOU IN THE FUCKING CRYPT
CONJURE UP SOME DEMONS HEAR YOU BITCHES SCREAMIN
AS THE FLAMES ARE FEEDIN ON YOUR FLESH
LOSE YOUR BREATH SEE YOUR DEATH.

YOUTUBE

CA$PR X B-COOL! - CONJURE CLIQUE

PHANTOM APPRENTICE  (PROD. EYKEY) MUSIC VIDEO IN DESCRIPTION

Lonely Road (prod. eykey beats)

(PROD. @user-559092369)
Mixed and mastered by @officialundeadronin

mother fuckin kill em all 
i sit and watch em fuckin burn 
i murder the fuckin sheep 
then leave yo ass up in an urn
watching as the bodies fall
kill em all 
kill em all
take one step and you will die
there ain’t no man up in the sky

devils perception 
they handle the weapons and seek through the face of deception 
i’m stressing
i’m guessing 
enslaved to tha system 
we shoot and don’t miss em
my brain is abysmal
thoughts always so cynical 
i am atypical 
biblical boundaries 
demons are after me 
they trynna mother fucking take me out
step up to tha reaper 
show me what you bout

i cannot seem to cope
30 fuckin lines bouta make me choke
i hope 
that i fuckin rot slow 
feel them vices take ahold 
you put that rope around ya neck 
then kick the chair and hold your breath
it’s time to meet your fuckin death
sayin your prayers, i rip at ya chest bitch

DEVIL’$ PERCEPTION (PROD. CORPSE X BLACK POINT)

Go check out @cloverbeatsforyou!

Lyrics:

Break a bitch in half 
And leave em begging me for mercy
Imma grab the fuckin wakizashi
drag it cross yo face
Make you pray 
To yo god
Never gon know what the fuck happened mane
Spitting on the graves of lames
Who fucked with me bitch
You cannot be saved
The lord of death has brought the pain
Magick Kultist leave you slain 
On the ground in a pool of brain
You compare yourself to me
My fucking shits have got more talent
You won’t ever make it trick
I’m boutta headline while you suckin dick

Squawking like a slut
You ain’t nothing bitch you suck
Magick motherfuckers lurking in the dark
We spill the blood
We boutta stab you in the gut 
Wanna test yo fuckin luck
Get a blunt edged weapon 
Struck upside yo fucking cranium 
Count to ten you see my face
Mirror mirror make you fade
Choke you out with fiber wire 
Agent 47 plays 
Raising hell on earth again
These demons screaming in my brain
Demons taking over me I might just go insane

I play the game
You wanna frame me
Make you die from fucking pain
I’m the evil spirit
Shinigami Oni from yo dream
Keeping the blade on my side
Tanto fastened to my chest
Samurai Kabuto on my head 
I’m boutta make you piss yo self
I walk up in yo crib
Make you bleed and take a sip
Undead Ronin got no pulse
So I can’t motherfucking die
I creep in the shadows of the street light
Instigate a fucking fight
Rip your soul out of yo body
Toss you down your soul is mine

You a mortal
I’m immortal
Godlike when I summon portals 
Kill my rivals
Win the battles
Bandage wrapped around my knuckles 
Sick in the head
Like I’m a fucking lunatic 
Wanna step up to the psycho
Imma spray the automatic
Toxic tendencies 
I’m living with these voices
Call that memories
Guarantee you busta bitches
Dying in my fantasies 
I grip the grip
And pistol whip like 6 the Shmitt 
I’m boutta leave you down in the hole mane
Leave yo family with shame 

You a bitch 
I’m a deity compared to you bustas
I bring the Phonk and burn a junt
I’m talking buildings burn em down
To the ground till you can’t see around
We slanging bullets at the crowds
Till no ones left to be found
We boutta shut that shit down
Bring the ruckus when you drown
You got that club you claiming’s hard 
But bitch it’s full of fucking clowns
Take a step back bitch
Let the real rappers through
Keep on chirping with yo shit
But just know I am taking the crown

AGENT 47

AGENT 47 [prod. Clover]

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NIHILISM IS THE WAY

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