featuring https://soundcloud.com/plootoisdead

lyrics for those of u interested lmfao:


[Clevamane]

oh no I might’ve caused a murder scene
bloody shirt now shawty wanna run from me 
quit your crying, because no one likes a drama Queen
people dying, tearing at their fucking seams

oh no bitch I might’ve caused a murder scene
got 50 dead on the ground like a scary dream
voices in my head and they're guiding me to other things
oh no what’s that can’t comprehend the suffering 

run, run away from me now
got 50 rounds and I’m emptying out
don’t shout just cover up your mouth 
talk about clout now I’m breaking in your house 

run away
because your not safe from me anymore
grip an AK while I’m kickin' in on your door
this is payback for all that shit you spit out before
hold up play back I’m gonna start a mufuckin war

run it, now, feeling, proud
run it, now, feeling, proud
run it, now, feeling, proud
run it, now, feeling, proud


[Plooto]

I said stop wait, 
you wanna debate
I got hella choppa's adding up like real estate
1,2,3 bitch I got it on me huh
If I catch you lacking ima push you in the street

I got killa's on me like im in dbd
calling on my name now you saying that you know me
don't hit up my line, i'm going to milan, 
and if you hit me up yea ima make you run

this bitch dumb as fuck yea you like a sediment
I got the gang with me that's my regiment

+murderscene (ft plooto) (prod clevamane)

+murderscene (ft plooto)

BITCH I KILLED THE HEAVEN-SENT

Visualizer (THANK YOU BUNNY) https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RV0xjRdq1Uo

Lyrics 

I can’t feel my face a bit
I’m numb in all my nerves n shit
I used to be a nervous kid
but I’ve been moving past that bitch
i do not make this to be rich
I make this cause it’s different
I’m dragging on a cigarette
and drinking thinking I’ll forget

im wiping all this blood sweat 
and tears from all the innocent 
I’m fucked up in my fucking head
you fuck with me you end up dead 
I love consuming bullet lead
a matter of fact give me a hit
just blast me make my forehead split 
you think I’m playing think again


bitch I killed the heaven-sent
swear to god I’m innocent
demons in my head are saying I should’ve killed you instead 

bitch I killed the heaven-sent
and fuck you I’ll do it again 
demons in my head are making me wanna kill you instead 


these suicidal thoughts condemn 
me into states of discontent
this shit won’t make me wanna quit
but im so fucking sick of it 
these creepy bitches on my dick
are all I need no armour kit
you sending shots in my direction
swear to god I’m gonna flip

my mental is a sinking ship
I’m geeking on a fucking trip
I take a tab and take a lick
of cyanide inside my dip
I’m flying giving it a rip
these tires spitting tons of grit
I’m losing all my fucking grip
we’re gonna end up in a ditch 


bitch I
bitch I killed the heaven-sent
swear to god I’m innocent
demons in my head are saying I should’ve killed you instead 

bitch I killed the heaven-sent
and fuck you I’ll do it again 
these demons in my head are making me wanna kill you instead 



[faster +]
bitch I killed the heaven-sent
swear to god I’m innocent
demons in my head are saying I should’ve killed you instead 

[faster ++]
bitch I killed the heaven-sent
and fuck you I’ll do it again 
these demons in my head are making me wanna kill you instead

I Killed The Heaven - Sent (prod Clevamane)

+i killed the heaven-sent

I GOT THAT SAUCE ON ME YUH lmfao wtf

Prod me

Original sample is from spongebob

SPUNKBOB

SPUNKBOB (Spongebob Clevamane Flip)

ART BY SAPPHIRE! discord -> sapphire#1694

I FEEL LIKE SID VICIOUS!

VICIOUS

2500 Shots

BLOOD ON THE FORCES!

SENDMEALLYOURMEMES!

FT https://soundcloud.com/lilcybertruck

ANGELS OF DEATH.

ANGEL OF DEATH

ANGEL OF DEATH (FT. XOLOSTBOY)

FEATURING https://soundcloud.com/omega299

LYRICS:
(Clevamane)
Bitch I pop out like a stickman I got a beam on it,
Shoutout the society you know I took the screens from 'em,
Hit the audio source make the shawty scream on it,
Bitch I’m in the lobby mobbing with the fucking team on me,

Keeping all y’all hidden you know I can’t trust no bitch,
Particles up in my vision bitch I’m different then you skids,
This a war zone, me and omega we pull a Blitz on em,
Meet me in the pits I guarantee you’ll blow to bits homie,

Coming with a pack now, spice stuffed in my pants,
How you gon' talk bout my past when you only taking handouts,
You stand out, I sock you in your shit until you blackout,
Your mad now, you wanna talk your shit until you pass out,

Man Down, Man Down, Hit a Man Down,
Man Down, Man Down, Bitch a Man Down,
Man Down, Man Down, Hit a Man Down,
Man Down, Man Down, Bitch a Man Down,

(Omega)
Yeah you wanna fuckin hollow bitch I'm aiming for your dome,
We society we throwin' up, we repping with the chrome,
Screamin' stickman shit, In the cities that we roam,
Ain't nobody got a thing on us we making you atone,

Me and Clever goin stupid on this shit, we goin dumb,
Got us murdering these beats and killing pussies just for fun,
Yeah we keeping it 100  and you know we never run,
Try and doubt us we about it bitch you'll never see a son,

Yeah I'm patiently waiting, I've got the gas I'm inhaling,
I see the newgen's be faking, yeah they be all up on our dicks,
Swear to God they be chasing, I keep a blade that I'm swinging,
Ill knock 'em dead on the pavement and leave 'em spazzing that's a hit bitch,

Man Down, Man Down, Hit a Man Down,
Man Down, Man Down, Bitch a Man Down,
Man Down, Man Down, Hit a Man Down,
Man Down, Man Down, Bitch a Man Down,

(Clevamane)
Man Down, Man Down, Hit a Man Down,
Man Down, Man Down, Bitch a Man Down,
Man Down, Man Down, Hit a Man Down,
Man Down, Man Down, Bitch a Man Down,

(Omega)
Man Down, Man Down, Hit a Man Down,
Man Down, Man Down, Bitch a Man Down,
Man Down, Man Down, Hit a Man Down,
Man Down, Man Down, Bitch a Man Down,

MAN DOWN

MAN DOWN (Ft. Omega)

Featuring https://soundcloud.com/yngrip-music (https://soundcloud.com/fatalkings) And https://soundcloud.com/ak_grey

AUTOBAHN

AUTOBAHN (Ft. yngrip & A.K Grey)

Featuring https://soundcloud.com/serenity2k

LYRICS:

(CLEVAMANE)
I got a disorder murder revising my brain
I’ll kill you and then I’ll bring you back to life just to kill you again
A hundred men could not step up to me this ain’t no fucking game
Your no character, player, slayer- your fucking plain jane

Get a grip
Keep on walking I don’t want to see your face
Fucking shit pissed off motherfucker full of rage
Keep on talking on me like that then you better fucking brace
Say your built different, I think that your built the same

Your bitch just left
Go head tell me how she liked that
45 caliber on my nightstand
I just beat the pussy like I met her in the wasteland
No stitches but she wobbles like an old man

How’d you like that? (Like that like that)
How’d you like that? (Like that like that)
How’d you like that? (Like that like that)
How’d you like that? How’d you like that yuh yuh

(SERENITY)
How'd you like that?
4 deep in the function we gon' bring her right back
In her system like I'm fuckin she aint finna bite back
No room for discussion got my 50 caliber in Calabasas

If they runnin'
Get to cuttin'
On that pussy boy
No stuntin'
Turn this bitch into no Russian
Ain't no bitch you'll find me cuffin
Leave that pussy dead and gutted
Stun up in this bitch I'm sendin' a concussion
In the pit, the faces comin out, no bluffin'

Blades against your body
Cut and rip it like salami
Fuck these bitches
Leavin' homies
Put a hollow in his body
Fuck a stupid bitch
I'm in this bitch
Holdin' a shotty
Seepin' out that cut
These rappers leechin' for a copy

Paste a bullet in his body
Turn this 34 into a jet
So imma kamikaze
In to places that he slept
I need it ASAP like I'm rocky
Fuck a rapper that's a copy
Ego in the roof I'm cocky
Open up the door they knocking

HOW'D YOU LIKE THAT?

HOW'D YOU LIKE THAT? (FT. SERENITY)

LYRICS:

like hold up bitch, I’m Clevamane I’m in style
patched skinny’s in all black like I’m a vampire
pastel shawty wanna race me like it’s nascar
post up funny with a missile it ain’t that hard,
like I’m

I’m in the set
the stu’
in the zone I feel like Zeus
like im a god
I cruise
like I ain’t got shit to loose
im dressed in black
like Bruce
if you joke im down to bruise
I got my bills
they blue
I got that spending attitude

so check the fit
the shoes
check my chain, my diamonds too
I keep it tight
no booze
till it’s time to let it loose
I want my check
the jewels
need it quick you know the rules
I pop a xan
take two
got me feeling like ghoul (bitch)

like slide slide
left left
octane in my gas gas
you don’t really wanna try to pass pass
shawty really get it fast fast
wait run that back back
rolling with a pack pack
spinning I don’t got no traction
like call of duty need to be extracted

like woah, shawty wait
need my shit now no debate
you don’t really understand my pain
gotta get a perkie on my plate
and I ain’t talking juggernog i need that crate
fire sale the bitch I keep my pays
keeping on this shit it ain’t no phase
Clevamane gonna go get that bank

(radio)
I’m in the set
the stu’
in the zone I feel like Zeus
like im a god
I cruise
like I ain’t got shit to loose
im dressed in black
like Bruce
if you joke im down to bruise
I got my bills
they blue
I got that spending attitude

(normal)
I’m in the set
the stu’
in the zone I feel like Zeus
like im a god
I cruise
like I ain’t got shit to loose
im dressed in black
like Bruce
if you joke im down to bruise
I got my bills
they blue
I got that spending attitude

so check the fit
the shoes
check my chain, my diamonds too
I keep it tight
no booze
till it’s time to let it loose
I want my check
the jewels
need it quick you know the rules
I pop a xan
take two
got me feeling like ghoul (huh)

GHOUL

FEATURING https://soundcloud.com/rxgedd AND https://soundcloud.com/https_blacknd

Lyrics:
(Clevamane)

Yeah I can’t see my soul I’ve been too focused on my grind
I gotta kamikaze on this beat this shit gon’ leave me dying
I’ve been stumbling around this ice burg for a while
Ice cold in my heart best believe I’m fucking vile

Demons in my contacts when I need those bodies piled
With a skiimask on I walk through hell with a smile
Done my evil deeds, in this shit 4 deep, bloody like the Nile
Different breed, on the sounds I feed, while I break you down

I just killed your god
I do what I want
I come from a world beyond
Make it till the dawn because

I just killed your god
Made sure you were watching
Ive been rocking with a goth
Sleeping in a coffin

I've been going through withdrawals
I think that my brain is leaking 
Bodies in the trunk
We gon keep em All From leaving
I’m that cyberpunk
Racing through the streets in weaving
V8 and it’s stock
Y’all gon hear a lot of screaming


(RXGED)

Yeah I’m fed up with this shit
Y’all really think that theres a god 
He says too many lies
He putting up a fake facade
All these preachers on his dick
Running mouths they say alot 
Out of all this hopeless faith
You just helping out a fraud

Lil god he wanna play
Get the fuck out of my face
I would fuck you up and murder you 100 times a day
All these pussies gotta pray
Just to get a little faith
All this false forgiven hope they cant get your morals straight

I’ve been waiting 
Yeah I've been waiting
I’ve been impatient
And hesitating
For the right moment
I’ll make you wasted
Why don't you come at me
Lets catch a fade then

So I'll just kill your god
Cause he's a fucking fraud
With all his little lies
He deserves to fucking rot

All this anger in my thoughts
He could suck my fucking cock
I’ma hit em with my strike
And I'll take the fucking shot


(BLACKND)

All these bitches on my back
They want attention, not to mention
When I'm dropping all these tracks
I put you pussies in suspension
And I'm dressing up in black
Cuz blood shows up from aggresion
And control is what I lack
I ain't paying for a session

Hold up, wait
It's time to show me what you got, ay
Stay away from me before I rip your limbs apart
All the fear and all the pressure will be eating out your heart
I outplay you in any way so do not try to play it smart

Run a blade right through your chest
Roll it back to the shit you're talking
Bitch who the fuck you trynna test
Hear a sound, it's fate that's calling
We can all see that you're stressed
Edge of death and eyes are rolling
On your grave I'll run a fest
On the rise, I'm never falling

So I'll just kill your god
Put him on a cross
He claimed to be your savior
But he has too many flaws
He says he walked on water
Now I'm stepping in his blood
Your sins are now revoked
Cuz I'll create another flood

GOD KILLER

GOD KILLER (Ft. RXGED & BLACKND)

ORIGINAL MIX
Stream on all platforms!

LYRICS:
(Clevamane)

[Intro / Slowed & Pitched]
Gotta crash the event
Bloody bank rolls I keep ‘em stashed in the bank
Bullet proof vest got me walking like a tank
Like it’s payday bitch I need to go evacuate
The way I’m stanced now  prolly wanna walk the other way
Locked and loaded got the hallow points stuffed up inside the K
Sold my soul away to Satan so he wanna make me pay
Final destination calling from my gruely mental pain


(Aye aye)
(Aye)Gotta crash the event
Bloody bank rolls I keep ‘em stashed in the bank
Bullet proof vest got me walking like a tank
Like it’s payday bitch I need to go evacuate
The way I’m stanced now  prolly wanna walk the other way
Locked and loaded got the hallow points stuffed up inside the K
Sold my soul away to Satan so he wanna make me pay
Final destination calling from my gruely mental pain

Let the bodies fall, I need a bloody massacre
I’m a fan of all, of all these crazy calliber's
Shawty wanna kill, I’ll be there killing next to her
Bodies in the hall, we line 'em up like passengers
Got a goth bitch, she brought a bat and razor blade
And wanna stomp shit, she says that we are not the same
Bloody business, four four stuffed up to my brain
I wont miss it, listen to me I’ve been tryna say like,

(Aye)
I got better things to do, K?
Tryna waste my time I’ll leave you stuffed up in a suitcase 
Murderer for hire got a beam up on this new K
Smoking on this green I call it spice cause the boof fake
Choke you out untill your looking blue and purple in the face
Stomp you out and pin you down to choke you with a shoelace
Kill a motherfucker like I do it every Tuesday
I bring the death, they’ll be calling me on doomsday

(Aye)Gotta crash the event
Bloody bank rolls I keep ‘em stashed in the bank
Bullet proof vest got me walking like a tank
Like it’s payday bitch I need to go evacuate
The way I’m stanced now  prolly wanna walk the other way
Locked and loaded got the hallow points stuffed up inside the K
Sold my soul away to Satan so he wanna make me pay
Final destination calling from my gruely mental pain

(Aye) Bloody bank rolls I keep ‘em stashed in the bank
Bullet proof vest got me walking like a tank
Like it’s payday bitch I need to go evacuate
The way I’m stanced now  prolly wanna walk the other way
Locked and loaded got the hallow points stuffed up inside the K
Sold my soul away to Satan so he wanna make me pay
Final destination calling from my gruely mental pain (pain)
calling from my gruely mental pain (pain)

BLOODY BANKROLLS

SPED UP VERSION
Stream on all platforms!

LYRICS:
(Clevamane)

[Intro / Slowed & Pitched]
Gotta crash the event
Bloody bank rolls I keep ‘em stashed in the bank
Bullet proof vest got me walking like a tank
Like it’s payday bitch I need to go evacuate
The way I’m stanced now  prolly wanna walk the other way
Locked and loaded got the hallow points stuffed up inside the K
Sold my soul away to Satan so he wanna make me pay
Final destination calling from my gruely mental pain


(Aye aye)
(Aye)Gotta crash the event
Bloody bank rolls I keep ‘em stashed in the bank
Bullet proof vest got me walking like a tank
Like it’s payday bitch I need to go evacuate
The way I’m stanced now  prolly wanna walk the other way
Locked and loaded got the hallow points stuffed up inside the K
Sold my soul away to Satan so he wanna make me pay
Final destination calling from my gruely mental pain

Let the bodies fall, I need a bloody massacre
I’m a fan of all, of all these crazy calliber's
Shawty wanna kill, I’ll be there killing next to her
Bodies in the hall, we line 'em up like passengers
Got a goth bitch, she brought a bat and razor blade
And wanna stomp shit, she says that we are not the same
Bloody business, four four stuffed up to my brain
I wont miss it, listen to me I’ve been tryna say like,

(Aye)
I got better things to do, K?
Tryna waste my time I’ll leave you stuffed up in a suitcase 
Murderer for hire got a beam up on this new K
Smoking on this green I call it spice cause the boof fake
Choke you out untill your looking blue and purple in the face
Stomp you out and pin you down to choke you with a shoelace
Kill a motherfucker like I do it every Tuesday
I bring the death, they’ll be calling me on doomsday

(Aye)Gotta crash the event
Bloody bank rolls I keep ‘em stashed in the bank
Bullet proof vest got me walking like a tank
Like it’s payday bitch I need to go evacuate
The way I’m stanced now  prolly wanna walk the other way
Locked and loaded got the hallow points stuffed up inside the K
Sold my soul away to Satan so he wanna make me pay
Final destination calling from my gruely mental pain

(Aye) Bloody bank rolls I keep ‘em stashed in the bank
Bullet proof vest got me walking like a tank
Like it’s payday bitch I need to go evacuate
The way I’m stanced now  prolly wanna walk the other way
Locked and loaded got the hallow points stuffed up inside the K
Sold my soul away to Satan so he wanna make me pay
Final destination calling from my gruely mental pain (pain)
calling from my gruely mental pain (pain)

BLOODY BANKROLLS (Sped Up)

EXTENDED MIX FEATURING https://soundcloud.com/voxis2232
Stream on all platforms!

LYRICS:
(Clevamane)

[Intro / Slowed & Pitched]
Gotta crash the event
Bloody bank rolls I keep ‘em stashed in the bank
Bullet proof vest got me walking like a tank
Like it’s payday bitch I need to go evacuate
The way I’m stanced now  prolly wanna walk the other way
Locked and loaded got the hallow points stuffed up inside the K
Sold my soul away to Satan so he wanna make me pay
Final destination calling from my gruely mental pain


(Aye aye)
(Aye)Gotta crash the event
Bloody bank rolls I keep ‘em stashed in the bank
Bullet proof vest got me walking like a tank
Like it’s payday bitch I need to go evacuate
The way I’m stanced now  prolly wanna walk the other way
Locked and loaded got the hallow points stuffed up inside the K
Sold my soul away to Satan so he wanna make me pay
Final destination calling from my gruely mental pain

Let the bodies fall, I need a bloody massacre
I’m a fan of all, of all these crazy calliber's
Shawty wanna kill, I’ll be there killing next to her
Bodies in the hall, we line 'em up like passengers
Got a goth bitch, she brought a bat and razor blade
And wanna stomp shit, she says that we are not the same
Bloody business, four four stuffed up to my brain
I wont miss it, listen to me I’ve been tryna say like,

(Aye)
I got better things to do, K?
Tryna waste my time I’ll leave you stuffed up in a suitcase 
Murderer for hire got a beam up on this new K
Smoking on this green I call it spice cause the boof fake
Choke you out untill your looking blue and purple in the face
Stomp you out and pin you down to choke you with a shoelace
Kill a motherfucker like I do it every Tuesday
I bring the death, they’ll be calling me on doomsday

(Aye)Gotta crash the event
Bloody bank rolls I keep ‘em stashed in the bank
Bullet proof vest got me walking like a tank
Like it’s payday bitch I need to go evacuate
The way I’m stanced now  prolly wanna walk the other way
Locked and loaded got the hallow points stuffed up inside the K
Sold my soul away to Satan so he wanna make me pay
Final destination calling from my gruely mental pain


(Voxis)
(Aye, aye) Bitch I'm vox let me vent,
Bloody bank rolls I keep 'em stashed in the bank,
Walking out, vest on, like I am a tank,
Got this AK, bitch you know I gotta let it spray,

5.56, bitch I let it rest inside your brain,
The way I pop out, send shots, bitch its GTA,
I let 'em walk down, choppa wanna catch 'em like a stray,
Call me pest control the way that I be offing all these names like,

wait,
I'm a fucking parasite,
Invading your brain and I remain there every night,
Moving in the shadows you know I stay outta sight,
On that demon shit, find me if you really wanna fight,

Like the fuck's up, bitch you already know that I'm about this,
Foaming from the mouth I'm going crazy like I'm rabid,
Pop a couple pills before I split your head like cabbage,
Straight from the Psych ward bitch I'm causing damage

(Clevamane)
Bloody bank rolls I keep ‘em stashed in the bank
Bullet proof vest got me walking like a tank
Like it’s payday bitch I need to go evacuate
The way I’m stanced now  prolly wanna walk the other way
Locked and loaded got the hallow points stuffed up inside the K
Sold my soul away to Satan so he wanna make me pay
Final destination calling from my gruely mental pain (pain)
calling from my gruely mental pain (pain)

BLOODY BANKROLLS (Extended Mix / Ft. Voxis)

LYRICS:

Shawty throw that ass back,
When I ask for it,
Dumping cash like I’m Aflac,
Dumped a mag for it,
Ain’t no coupe, this a hatch back,
Not a scratch on it,
She got energy I match that,
She go mad for it,

Mad whore with a Mac 10,
That’s a 10 / 4,
Captain crunch the way I stomp heads,
Like a warlord,
.44, I don’t forget,
It’s in the four door,
Metamorphosis the way I turn bills into way more,

Got to start making that cash, 
Gotta be fast, and gotta be vigilant,
You’re tryna be me with that mask, it ain’t gonna last, 
You not my equivalent,
I’m putting that shit in the past, you bringing it back, 
I’m boutta get violent,
I’m dropping you inside the casket, rot into maggots, 
Needa be disciplined,
Not about to work, but you always wanna front,
You ain’t never been a member less you smoking on a blunt,
I’m not hard to find, but you never go out on the hunt,
IRL you just a pussy boy you putting on a stunt bruh,

I try to stay low, keep most of that drama out my life,
Every time I’m out as 'Clevamane' I’m staying in disguise,
Bitch I’m faceless, only shit your seeing is my eyes,
Horns up on my balaclava stay pointing up to the sky,
You don’t want no smoke don’t poke around because you’ll find out why,
I’m walking with this stick up on my hip and you can’t be revived,
Begging for attention guess you probably been too deprived,
Pull up on a bitch boy,
it’s like a heist the way I,

Take your bands,
Take your bitch,
Take your Beamer,
Take your bank,
Take your aunt,
To the back,
And let her ride up on my shank,
Back to play,
In the game,
Clevamane is on the way,
Paint a picture with the tool,
This shit gon leave a bloody stain,
I bring the pain,
Bring the chain,
Bring the murder,
Take the blame,
Say my name,
Clevamane,
I deliver everyday,
Hear a knock guess who it is,
Bitch it’s Cleva with the clips,
Pulling up in the eclipse,
AK shit gon' let it bang,
Bitch,

Shawty brought that strap, bought a body bag for it,
Got her back like I’m Aflac, cash don’t stop flowin',
Caught a body with a headshot, trap don’t even know it,
Popped that pole out like a dab pen, had to let ‘em blow it,

Shawty brought the gat, laying these body bags all on the floor,
Bloody pool in the middle, hundreds of bullet casings on the porch,
Telling them Clevamane is not an enemy, don’t you be testing me, cause you gon' die
They wanna be messing me, and second guessing me, gave 'em my blessing send them to the sky bitch.

AFLAC

LYRICS:

Clevamane a demon
He been rolling through the streets
He brought the AK out for eating
Ain’t no time for your retreat
He sending bullets like a message
When he pull up to the meet
Been aiming at your fucking neck
I let the bullets hit your teeth

Clevamane a demon
He been rolling through the streets
He brought the AK out for eating
Ain’t no time for your retreat
He sending bullets like a message
When he pull up to the meet
Been aiming at your fucking neck
I let the bullets hit your teeth

Toss a motherfucker in the ditch
I let him rot
I’m popping out with beams up in my fucking kit
I keep em hot
I’m popping pills up with these shots I blast your head off with the squad
You know you fucking with the gods we gonna kill you any cost

Rolling low and selling dope
I got the rope around my neck
I hit the store for all that Dough
Still driving slow and gripping techs
You fucking with the killa mane
These bitches call me Clevamane
You end up as a fucking stain
I show up with extendo mags

Clevamane a demon
He been rolling through the streets
He brought the AK out for eating
Ain’t no time for your retreat
He sending bullets like a message
When he pull up to the meet
Been aiming at your fucking neck
I let the bullets hit your teeth

Clevamane a demon
He been rolling through the streets
He brought the AK out for eating
Ain’t no time for your retreat
He sending bullets like a message
When he pull up to the meet
Been aiming at your fucking neck
I let the bullets hit your teeth

KILLAMANE

LYRICS:

Curse a motherfucker tryna run up on a kid
I reimburse the motherfucker with the sawed off In my 'civ
Go ‘head and call me Vendetta cause a killa don’t forget
I'm Clevamane C to the E I’ll smoke you like a cigarette

I’m that clever motherfucker
That’s dodging under covers
It ain’t about the uppers too me it’s about the suffer 
I’m killing like no other
I’ll mutilate your lover
I come from the underground, the graveyard of the hunters
 
I came for my debt you know I’m dressing in all black
3 piece, 16’s, and I’m rolling with a gat
Smoking on a fat cigar you know I lit it in the back
Most these other rappers tripping they got twisted off a pack

They been tripping over bitches I’ve been tripping over heads
Dead bodies line the streets of every road I dare to tread 
Paint it red with the blood of all the double crossing feds
When they bet, I’m not tripping cause it’s just an empty threat bitch

Pull up on a shawty gotta pull my mask down
Shawty cannot get enough she wanna fuck to my sound
Brought an AK full of hallows I don’t fuck with lead rounds
They try pulling up on me they know better to stand down


Curse a motherfucker tryna run up on a kid 
I reimburse the motherfucker with the sawed off In my 'civ
Go ‘head and call me Vendetta cause a killa don’t forget 
Im Clevamane C to the E I’ll smoke you like a cigarette

I’m that clever motherfucker
That’s dodging under covers
It ain’t about the uppers too me it’s about the suffer 
I’m killing like no other
I’ll mutilate your lover
I come from the underground, the graveyard of the hunters.

Stainless Steel And Cigarettes

Featuring: https://soundcloud.com/kxdyine

Lyrics:

Ruger got the drop, pop and lock
Run it though your block
Cock it back, click clack
Bitch I’m boutta make it pop
Hunnid dollar shoes on
Doc martins wanna stomp
Blood shake the earth when it drip
I do what I want

Bitch I’m a killa'
Cleva go Guerilla
Running with an AK
Take over your villa
The rounds I brought are Silva
I’m just like an enigma
But Cleva' got the strap on 'em like the goddamn militia

Clevamane is ready, pulling up with a machete
Got my check oh that’s a betty, I got grey goose in this yeti
That boy trippin' flippin' ketty', cocaine stompers getting messy
Pop that Glock like pop no Pepsi, kill streak Cleva' on a frenzy

End your life like it’s a tape, you thought that shit as a movie
Send these shots and then escape yeah Clevamane he keep it moving
Brolly rolling with a K' yeah fuck all of that future proofing
End that shit in like a day and tell ‘em keep that Draco shooting

Ruger got the drop, pop and lock
Run it though your block
Cock it back, click clack
Bitch I’m boutta make it pop
Hunnid dollar shoes on
Doc martins wanna stomp
Blood shake the earth when it drip
I do what I want

Bitch I’m a killa'
Cleva go Guerilla
Running with an AK
Take over your villa
The rounds I brought are Silva
I’m just like an enigma
But Cleva' got the strap on 'em like the goddamn militia

In the club with bottles, and you better keep ‘em coming hoe
You know we in the building and it still gon' mother fucking snow
I got a Ruger on me and I’m think I'm gonna let it blow
We out the back we gotta get away it’s time to fuckin go

Red and blue the sirens ringing out we need'a make a move
We duckin' jakes but we just playin pigs instead of fucking goose
So now we layin' low I smoke it to my soul I’ll let it loose
A noose around my neck ain’t got a single thing to fucking lose

Clevamane and Kodyine in this bitch we rep the fuckin set
It’s FK till my dying days I’ll see you all in hell again
And shout out dirty gang we always gotta fucking represent
So thanks for coming out this is the end and now I’m fucking dead

Ruger got the drop, pop and lock
Run it though your block
Cock it back, click clack
Bitch I’m boutta make it pop
Hunnid dollar shoes on
Doc martins wanna stomp
Blood shake the earth when it drip
I do what I want

Bitch I’m a killa'
Cleva go Guerilla
Running with an AK
Take over your villa
The rounds I brought are Silva
I’m just like an enigma
But Cleva' got the strap on 'em like the goddamn militia

RUGER

RUGER (Ft. Kodyine)

Mixed By: Tsukkomi

Lyrics:

Tryna break my heart but you ain’t break it enough
Waiting for the day that my feelings fade to dust
Tryna take my check I don’t pay no one for love
Oh man it’s tough, we’re faking us

Safer by myself I don't fuck with anyone
Fuck my mental health, who the fuck gon' hear me fuss
Pain I kept inside flooding out with every cuss
Oh man it’s tough, we’re faking us 

My life is a movie you don’t see behind the set nah
Loyal to the day ones FK till my final breath yuh
Shawty wanted checks instead of do us part by death
I knew it when we met, shawty seen me as a break from debt yeah

Count my bands in silence, yuh
I don’t need nobody’s guidance, nah
Everyone is so defiant, why
I don’t see all the excitement, nah

Get the fuck out of my way
You do nothing for me when I’m dying 
Wanted me to love you I was trying
Guess I just couldn’t afford the buy in

Tryna break my heart but you ain’t break it enough
Waiting for the day that my feelings fade to dust
Tryna take my check I don’t pay no one for love
Oh man it’s tough, we’re faking us

Safer by myself I don't fuck with anyone
Fuck my mental health, who the fuck gon' hear me fuss
Pain I kept inside flooding out with every cuss
Oh man it’s tough, we’re faking us

faking us

Lyrics:

Bitch I'm stone cold I don't show no emotion
Shawty think I'm tripping over shit it's just a notion
Break into my life I'll break you down and leave you broken
The demon that I tried to keep inside has just awoken
Pause for a minute I don't wanna be so open
Leave the blood leaking out my neck like it's the ocean
Flowing on this shit I feel like I might have to slow it
Thinking that they get to me but I don't even Show it

Shawty wanna smoke, come on over bitch I'm toking
Hop inside the whip, we can spin it we can coast it
Inhaling this dope, and I'm sipping on this potion
How the fuck she know me bitch I never used promotion
Pull up at the function and I'm causing a commotion
Clevamane the type to boot you off like shits a modem
Bitches always hit me up they say yo Cle you're chosen
But I've been living in the wasteland, staying frozen

Bitch I'm stone cold I don't show no emotion
Shawty think I'm tripping over shit it's just a notion
Break into my life I'll break you down and leave you broken
The demon that I tried to keep inside has just awoken
Pause for a minute I don't wanna be so open
Leave the blood leaking out my neck like it's the ocean
Flowing on this shit I feel like I might have to slow it
Thinking that they get to me but I don't even Show it

Bitch I'm stone cold I don't show no emotion
Shawty think I'm tripping over shit it's just a notion
Break into my life I'll break you down and leave you broken
The demon that I tried to keep inside has just awoken
Pause for a minute I don't wanna be so open
Leave the blood leaking out my neck like it's the ocean
Flowing on this shit I feel like I might have to slow it
Thinking that they get to me but I don't even Show it

Blood Ocean

I feel unsafe, extremely misbehaved
Throwing up off vodka, it’s fucking with my brain
Bitch I’m drowning out the pain, while drowning in my puke
I wake up feeling drained, and it’s all because of you

Fuck I’m really bout to break, my chakras in shambles, 
Engulf myself in flames, while I’m playing with these candles 
I've over stood my stay, I’m just another vandal
I told you I don’t play, should’ve listened to my rambles aye

Fuck all off the fame, I’m about to go Cobain
Put the Remi' to my brain, cock the slide and let it bang
Bloody river to the drain, waterfall from all my veins
Boutta make a crimson lake, from all the pain that you created
I’m faded
I realize that I’m the one I hated
I’m wasted
I drink away the money cause I made it
Face it
I’m so god damn complacent 
When I’m zooted off this shits I’m boutta breach containment

I can't even lie I'm a lil drunk on this bitch
But we finna try to turn up for y'all, turn the fuck up (Yeah I swear to god)

That bitch boy tryna talk to me
I'ma let that bitch go ree
I ain't give no fuck with me
All the way to the top

I cannot ride the ladders
Bitch not chutes and ladders
If you wan' step to me
Then you gon' need to better your stature

I throw an EMP, Thatcher
I know I'm dying in patches
Bitch wanna talk bout the past yeah
Baby I'm going up faster

I feel unsafe, extremely misbehaved
Throwing up off vodka, it’s fucking with my brain
Bitch I’m drowning out the pain, while drowning in my puke
I wake up feeling drained, and it’s all because of you

Fuck I’m really bout to break, my chakras in shambles, 
Engulf myself in flames, while I’m playing with these candles 
I've over stood my stay, I’m just another vandal
I told you I don’t play, should’ve listened to my rambles aye

I feel unsafe, extremely misbehaved
Throwing up off vodka, it’s fucking with my brain
Bitch I’m drowning out the pain, while drowning in my puke
I wake up feeling drained, and it’s all because of you

Fuck I’m really bout to break, my chakras in shambles, 
Engulf myself in flames, while I’m playing with these candles 
I've over stood my stay, I’m just another vandal
I told you I don’t play, should’ve listened to my rambles aye

PUKE

PUKE (Ft. XOLOSTBOY)

Lyrics:

Breaking out the cemetery kicking through the gates
You tried to keep me tucked away but can't erase the hell you made
You pussies all just act the same so I'm removing my dead weight
So say bye bye and meet this 5.56 loaded In my HK
I'm walking with blood dripping off me popping pills you've never seen
Keep talking on me prolly hit the floor or get hit with a beam
I'm dropping bodies no need for autopsies Cleva' cleaned the scene
Chop up the lobby come in like the army with a fucking team bitch

Stacking up my paper blowing vapor you don't want no smoke
Lil' shawty thinks I hate her I'm just so depressed I want to croak
I'm walking around with a tool tied to my hip no bitch this ain't a joke
I'll blast a motherfucker to bits click clack then spit blood till you fucking choke

705, rolling slow on a cold night, 45 tucked in the seats hope you don't mind
Coke lines, off a crazy hoe, hope she don't bite
Might pull a knife to deprive you of life, oh shit
Fuck a motherfucker up for running up on me you getting knocked in 1V3
Cut the motherfuckers lights out send that fucker to sleep like a damn PC

Fear me, fear me, fear me, fear
Fear me, fear me, fear me, fear
Fear me, fear me, fear me, fear
Fear me, fear me, fear me, fear
Fear me, fear me, fear me, fear
Fear me, fear me, fear me, fear
Fear me, fear me, fear me, fear
Fear me, fear me, fear me, fear

FEAR ME

Lyrics:

[RXGED]
FIGHT BACK, ALL Y'ALL PUSSYS WANNA FIGHT BACK
DEATH MATCH, YEAH THIS FEELING LIKE A BLOOD BATH
WHAT IS THAT, WHY YOU TALKING ALL THAT FUCKING SMACK
LIKE A BITCH YEAH YOU FINNA GET YO FACE SLAPPED

IM INSANE
FUCKER WE ARE NOT THE SAME 
I DON'T PLAY NO FUCKING GAMES
LET THESE HOLLOWS HIT YO BRAIN

YOU AFRAID
THEN WHY YOU CALLING OUT MY NAME
GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY LANE
THEN I PASS TO CLEVAMANE

[Clevamane]
I’m about to pull up in an all black fit 
Cause I heard you pussies talking that I’m not all that
Clevamane the type you talk shit get hit 
44 inside the duffel better watch your back
Hopping out quick with a blacked out Mac 10
Red dot sight boutta dump this clip
Popping off shots no doubt no past tense
It’s on site when I catch that bitch

Ok I post up with my Glock 18 I blast a pussy bruh
Clevamane and RXGED up on this shit we boutta set it off
You fucking with the underground you gon' end up under a cross
RXGED strapped with the 'K and hidden blades you gonna take a loss

[Omega]
Pussy knuck if you buck
Fuckin' sending shots your way
I'm fuckin' running through these streets
I'm putting 40 to his face
I'm talking Madden, he receiving hollows
Make him do ballet
I make the underground the industry
This shit is childsplay 

He a punk motha' fucka'
Lemme drop him 
Watch him bleed out 
He saying that he active
But he nowhere we can see now
I'm sending out a shot or two
A bullet make him senile 
Like why the fuck he press us
Have him running up a mean mile

Fight Back

FIGHT BACK (Ft. RXGED & OMEGA)

Lyrics:

[Clevamane]
Breaking out the cemetery kicking through the gates
You tried to keep me tucked away but can't erase the hell you made
You pussies all just act the same so I'm removing my dead weight
So say bye bye and meet this 5.56 loaded In my HK
I'm walking with blood dripping off me popping pills you've never seen
Keep talking on me prolly hit the floor or get hit with a beam
I'm dropping bodies no need for autopsies Cleva' cleaned the scene
Chop up the lobby come in like the army with a fucking team bitch

Stacking up my paper blowing vapor you don't want no smoke
Lil' shawty thinks I hate her I'm just so depressed I want to croak
I'm walking around with a tool tied to my hip no bitch this ain't a joke
I'll blast a motherfucker to bits click clack then spit blood till you fucking choke

705, rolling slow on a cold night, 45 tucked in the seats hope you don't mind
Coke lines, off a crazy hoe, hope she don't bite
Might pull a knife to deprive you of life, oh shit
Fuck a motherfucker up for running up on me you getting knocked in 1V3
Cut the motherfuckers lights out send that fucker to sleep like a damn PC

[Omega]
Me and Cleva run around like we own this shit
Ima start it off smooth
Real quick and shit
Gotta slide around the beat don't fight that bitch
If you wanna go and fight go and scrap your bitch like

I don't really give a single fuck about a mothafucker
Claiming that that totin' with a cock and spray
He be talking all up on the web but when I told he can pull up
Yeah he didn't show up that day

I'm just switch up the flow and say fuck all the rap
So you know who you talking to
I'm Omega, the underground underdog 
I'm the one that your opinions don't matter to
If you rapping pursuing career in this bitch
I advice you go back to the fast food
Don't be rapping with shitty ass bars
We know all that you bitch from the way that you rap fool

Your rap is shit
Your rap is trash
Your rap is garbage
Your rap is ass
Your rap is fake
You don't got class
Fuck all that talking you ain't got a strap bitch

Kill yourself
Don't let me catch you
I'll do it myself
Sending a shot could be bad for health
Tear you apart I'ma send you to hell

Fear me, fear me
yuh
Fear me, fear me
yeah, fear me, fear me, fear me

[Clevamane]
Fear me, fear me, fear me, fear
Fear me, fear me, fear me, fear
Fear me, fear me, fear me, fear
Fear me, fear me, fear me, fear
Fear me, fear me, fear me, fear
Fear me, fear me, fear me, fear
Fear me, fear me, fear me, fear
Fear me, fear me, fear me, fear

FEAR ME (Ft. Omega)

With https://soundcloud.com/prexcher
Lyrics:

[Clevamane]

Talk on my name you only know me from the Net
Chop chop and grab a chopper Clevamane a deadly threat
Fa fa- got these hallow points seeking out your neck
Cleva' the collector bitch I’m coming for my debt
 
Like pause...
Wipe your squad solo
Local authorities got me posted on the BOLO
Whipping in this civic man I swear this shit is so low
4 deep in the whip hop out Squad Bravo 

Like damn
What it do?
Chopper pop off a cap like MTN DEW
Tryna get my money up I need it x2
Got out with a bag coppers got no clue
Weed got me coughing up a lung like a flu
Strain too good shits sticky like glue
Puffing way too loud thought you heard it from the boons
Prolly kill a couple motherfuckers with the fumes
Damn...

[Prexcher]

Try and snatch the throne from me, you'll be fuckin' mistaken
Sick in the mother fuckin' head I'm feeling dangerous
Burn you down to ash bitch I'm the new Satan
Let the choppa sing like my name is Klay aken

Keep my name out ya mouth cause my 9 is complacent,
Equipped with the drip I keep the 40 on my hip
Got the blood on the leaves like the sands on the beach
Dropping bodies left and right we call it D-Day

You a fuck little nigga, I'm a put you in the grave
6 feet 10 toes your body is just a waste
I don't give a fuck about you, yea, fuck what you say
See me reppin' triple six
Yea I got the double five six
Pissing on your grave, yea bitch I don't give a fuck
Pain the whole room red with the inside of your cranium
Tie you niggas up and I'm a hang you from the stadium
Slit ya neck, while you sleeping, bitch I'm just dangerous

[Clevamane]

Talk on my name you only know me from the Net
Chop chop and grab a chopper Clevamane a deadly threat
Fa fa- got these hallow points seeking out your neck
Cleva' the collector bitch I’m coming for my debt
 
Like pause...
Wipe your squad solo
Local authorities got me posted on the BOLO
Whipping in this civic man I swear this shit is so low
4 deep in the whip hop out Squad Bravo 

Talk on my name you only know me from the Net
Chop chop and grab a chopper Clevamane a deadly threat
Fa fa- got these hallow points seeking out your neck
Cleva' the collector bitch I’m coming for my debt
 
Like pause...
Wipe your squad solo
Local authorities got me posted on the BOLO
Whipping in this civic man I swear this shit is so low
4 deep in the whip hop out Squad Bravo

BRAVO!

BRAVO! (Ft. Prexcher)

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