WHOAA HOMIE!!!! THATS HOW YOU FUCKING RIP A TRACK

LIKE THAT [prod. by frakcija]

https://youtu.be/oalt55KoN8Q 
Produced by SYLER + DefRee 
Mixed/Mastered @ Thornwall Studios

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SNXP - ROTTEN *MUSIC VIDEO*

Karma Gon Collect But Imma See You Soon

Mixed and Mastered @ Thornwall Studios

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SNXP - KARMA (Prod. by BIRDO)

Moonrise (Prod. Demoncity)

Mix by Sitrus

(Lyrics)

Depression hit me harder 
Than edible cannabis 
Honestly I just wanna end this
These thoughts are endless 
Relentless 
I feel worthless 
I’m a junkie 
Always feeling Empty 
Can’t even amount to something 
I’m nothing 

Macdonald Triad
Cutthroat to be candid 
Bodies dumped in acid 
Make em fall like dominos
Dia de los muertos 
Parasitic peons
Release my inner demons
I won’t hesitate to rip out your lungs  
or your uvulas
Then use your bones as a vuvuzela
Ride around your blood like I’m in a gondola
As your bodies hit the ground
It would be a harmony 
to hear the sound of you screaming 
Then I’ll paddle
around your hemoglobin like i’m semen
Stigmata
Slit my palms for no reason 
I’ll be tweaking off the coke that I snorted in
Leave your corpse forsaken
No mercy given
Risqué 
Renegade
Let the blade penetrate 
Switchblade
Watch you motherfuckers decay
Use your skull as a piggie bank 
Throw the rest in the dirt
When I die 
Middle finger to the earth
Pimp out my hearse 
Triple 6
Speaking in cryptic 
Pseudo Phonic 
I’m a cynic
perpetually apathetic 
Schizophrenic 
Viewed by many as satanic
But I’m realistic 
Pardon me
Capricious lifestyle
I’m thinking this 
ain’t worthwhile 
Blow my brains out
and the pious say i went to hell 
Oh well
Fuck your God 
I don’t care as well
I’m the Spawn of Lucifer 
Drug abuser 
Avid sinner 
Rule Breaker
Use a holy book page to smoke reefer

CUTTHROAT (Prod. ØØ)

As Above So Below

Tommy

Tommy (Prod. F L O W E R $)

Gas Can

Gascan (prod. F L O W E R $)

Napalm

Napalm (prod. F L O W E R $)

WATCH THE VIDEO HERE: 
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sFtc_IQzXFY

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Lyrics:
Speed up the process speed up my notions
Stomach so bloated, room hot like a toaster, I’m sweating some bullets for nothing but doja 
I’m sick of the motions, sick of the potions
Speaking to devils bring em to level
Feeling the energy take up my mental
Cut em and gut em, bleed em to nothing 
Sliced up so nice, I’m a butcher of life 

Roll your ankles tryna run it up, I’m sick of running tryna sprint it fuck 
I’m almost sick on the fucking floor 
While I’m watching porn on my broken phone

I can’t get enough give me all the gas 
I can’t stand right now, off the fucking tabs 
Sight for sore eyes just a pile of cash
A pussy too wet, put my dick in her ass
Dilute the pupils with nerve gas in a classroom 
With the doors locked
Forty stories up pushing big buttons with lock codes that I stole yuh
Spilt my marbles in my fucking piss, oh fuck ima jump and ima drown in it
No fucks just a couple shits that I’m off in this function that I’m slipping in
Still killing it
Distilling thick
Drinks in my beak
Like a pelican
No fucks given like a celibate 
That fucks for the hell of it 
That fucks without telling them 
We lie on the floor like a pentagram humming the songs thru our skeletons 
Hoping they send me right back to my hell again

You a bitch - you on the silent shit
You on the quiet shit you in a violent biz 
But everyone be selling it 
I’m malleable but sellable 
And I know I’m still fallible
I’m just not quite compatible
But that makes you expendable

THE BUTCHER (PROD. HOUNDS) [VIDEO IN DESCRIPTION]

DEATH WISH II (feat. Nihilist)

One hit of the nightshade. 
Welcome to my mind, 
Oh boy, not a nice place. 
Nightmares start to migrate. 
Keep the Shine dim while I’m smoking on some high grade. 
Got fucked on the psych train, took too much, 
Third eye, shit, it might break. 
Lips sewn shut, don’t care, don’t care, 
Don’t care. What they might say. 

Black hoodie on, but I cased your place. 
Okay. Okay. 
Said shit online. 
But it’s never straight to my face. 
Okay. Okay. 
Want to be a lover, 
But the only thing I know is hate. 
Okay. Okay. 
Stomp your neck on the curb until that shit break. 
Okay. Okay. 

I’m sleepy, hallow/hello, boys. 
Hang-him-from-a-gallow-boy. 
Yes. I send that hollow point, 
Deep inside your hollow point. 
Death inside my gallery. 
Watch all of my enemies. 
Talk to different entities. 
Torture for the melody. 

Clear out the register. 
Four five unregistered,
Breathing irregular. 
High on the regular. 
Keeping it cool. 
Cannot turn down the temperature. 
Stop. Pop ‘til it lock. 
I put this blade in your neck until you drop. 
I cannot stop. I cannot stop. 
I see your face, and I just see a mark. 

Your blood on my shirt, it left a stain. 
It seeps in through the cloth, into my skin. 
This deal ain’t working out, just call me Faust. 
Too late, it’s in my... 
It’s deep in my bones, and stuck in my soul. 
I tried so hard, I can’t get it out. 
It’s deep in my bones, and stuck in my soul. 
I tried so hard, I can’t get it out...

Deep in the woods, 
My head down, with my hood up, 
My heart in a box, tried to stab it, but cannot. 
I’m lost & I wander this world with no purpose, 
Anxiety driven, my hands shake, I’m nervous. 
Rain fall down onto the altar.  
I chant the words backwards, 
His eyes turning black, 
Now the rain pouring upwards, 
Into the sky. 
Body lays cold as the demons arise. 

It’s deep in my bones. 
And stuck in my soul. 
I can’t get it out. 

It’s deep in my bones. 
And stuck in my soul. 
I can’t get it out. 

Black hoodie on, can’t see straight. 
But I cased your place. 
Okay. Okay. 
Said shit online. 
But it’s never straight to my face. 
Okay. Okay. 
Want to be a lover, 
But the only thing I know is hate. 
Okay. Okay. 
Stomp your neck, 
On the curb until that shit break. 
Okay. Okay. 

Black hoodie on, can’t see straight. 
But I cased your place. 
Okay. Okay. 
Said shit online. 
But it’s never straight to my face. 
Okay. Okay. 
Want to be a lover, 
But the only thing I know is hate. 
Okay. Okay. 
Stomp your neck, 
On the curb until that shit break. 
Okay. Okay.

SKNWLKR666 - Nightshade (prod. Neosoulsway)

Wellington, NZ. 

Music available on all platforms:
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THE BUTCHER (PROD. HOUNDS) [VIDEO IN DESCRIPTION]

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