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Coaasty born cenobite
Raise hell til the clock struck twelve
Cold murder
Set fire to a church during Mennonite sermon
Shouldn't be concerned with burning vermin
I'm a bad man
And I killed both of your parents like batman
All these labels treat their artist like lab rats
Set em free in a maze if they make it out its all cash and clout
But if not put em down in the god damn trash can
I murder these beats like son of Sam
I turn a blind eye like government
I'm all about fans
I'm not about scams
Man you a bitch if you selling fake xans
I aint your mans
I don't want none of that shit 
You could fuck off lil bitch you could suck on a dick for eternity
How many ways could I kill you?
I know about thirty three, but pardon me
I got a flight to catch
I got three bad bitches waiting on me in Japan
Citizen Kane in the pussy, a masterpiece
I eat her good for dessert
That's the after feast
Hop on a jet and head back to the west where they haven't yet figured out how they should handle me
I'm like a phantom
See, I could be your darkest fantasy
I could be caught in the middle
A string to a bow and a fiddle
Until I just snap like a twig and you try to discard of me
Ever since a jit I been missing a part of me
Filled it with sorrow and hollow theology
Somebody come run katana inside of me
Picked up the vax and then asked for lobotomy
So put up your hands lil bitch this a robbery
I lost a lot of me to the dichotomy
Man of many talents like Ptolemy
Riding with the devil always got me where I oughta be 
So put up your hands lil bitch this a robbery
I lost a lot of me to the dichotomy
Man of many talents like Ptolemy
Riding with the devil always got me where I oughta be 

Coaasty born cenobite 
Raise hell til the clock struck twelve
Cold murder
Set fire to a church during sermon
Burn em all down to the ground like vermin
Coaasty born cenobite
Raise hell til the clock struck twelve
Cold murder
Set fire to a church during sermon
Burn em all down to the ground like vermin
Burn em all down to the ground like vermin
Burn em all down to the ground like vermin
Like vermin
Burn em all down to the ground like vermin

Solving the Lament Configuration

Solving the Lament Configuration [Prod. SEXYKISAPANTERA]

Spotify - https://open.spotify.com/artist/0OlLU0DwJ0kdd6LS5sTi49?si=RdonGqreT8KvxYHFJGDGkA
Instagram - https://www.instagram.com/fucksynsy/
Lyrics - 

Tell a man don't watch my face
If this shit switch up it might fuck ya brain
Gonna try telling me there ain't two of the same
But this shit's all lies when you playing this game
Either in it for the long run or stay the fuck away
I'm in it for myself, how they have no shame?
Don't you act up and fuck up
Back down and shut up
This cunt's run his luck up
Ain't twisting myself up

But when I pick up the pen and put ink on the page
In my own head can't contain all the rage
When it's all said and done don't try claim off my name
This strap with the red dot might fuck up my aim
But I stay getting fucked up everyday
Learning my lessons important you say
But I stay getting fucked up everyday
Came to my senses and pull out the blade
Nah I'm still bringing vibes cuz that's how I run it
How these man chat shit it's just ironic
I'ma rise above the rest cuz I'm iconic
That ship already sailed bro and you're on it
Shock to the system flip it on it's head
Bolt from the blue coming back from the dead
I told you already I'm in full effect
If you speak on my name come fucking correct like

Tell a man don't watch my face
If this shit switch up it might fuck ya brain
Gonna try telling me there ain't two of the same
But this shit's all lies when you playing this game
Either in it for the long run or stay the fuck away
I'm in it for myself, how they have no shame?
Don't you act up and fuck up
Back down and shut up
This cunt's run his luck up
Ain't twisting myself up

Strike, full force
Bide my time knowing I'm on the course
Cuz I know that
Life's too short
Got em all acting mad, throw myself in the crowd like
Fight
Take a fist to the face, blood spilling everywhere leaving no trace
Knocking teeth out of place till I'm dead no embrace
Kick your shit to the curb and fuck off you disgrace like

Tell a man don't watch my face
If this shit switch up it might fuck ya brain
Gonna try telling me there ain't two of the same
But this shit's all lies when you playing this game
Either in it for the long run or stay the fuck away
I'm in it for myself, how they have no shame?
Don't you act up and fuck up
Back down and shut up
This cunt's run his luck up
Ain't twisting myself up

BACK DOWN (Prod. Jon Cass)

Imma kill shit 
Spit with the sickness 
Young mothafucka bringin heat 
Dollar bills on my wish list 
Long live biggie imma never miss Christmas 
Creepin up out the tomb I leave a witness suspicious 
Like hold up 
I get buck 
Used to have a stutter now I never give a fuck 
Comin up out the gutter now I’m boutta double up 
Never let my mother suffer we gon get the fuck out the rut 
You’ll never hold me 
Hear the sirens and the police 
Nikes on my feet 
Deep 
On a soul seek 
Thinkin about the times I refused to see
In 3D 
Now Im seein everythang how it should be 
Uh 
On the microphone 
I’m at home 
Rippin and trippin up on the flows 
Till my eyes glow 
Ya go slow 
Boy tell me what cha know 
Shout out JGRXXN
Schema the posse stayin on the go bitch 
Keep the same face even when the wind change 
Lame mothafuckas gotta stay where I designate 
They resonate 
With the lines I create 
Elevate 
To a state 
Of revelation and regenerate 
This ya fate 
rhymes clean like Colgate 
I be rippin it quick leave ya jaw dropped no way 
Like okay 
Sxmpra got the plays 
Now riddle me this mothafucka where the fuck is my pay 
Spin ya head seven twenty like a damn bey blade 
Pull my damn card in five parts that’s an end game 
Imma keep it goin blowin up like grenade 
Sippin liquor from my cup like it’s mothafuckin lemonade 
Uh 
And I just can’t stop 
Ill drop heat till I pop 
This a 24/7 shop 
Send shots 
Like a Mac 10 
Back when 
I could give a fuck 
Bout a never really has been 

Roll round town 
Black tint 
With the lights out 
Bumpin that sound 
Chase clout 
What they all bout 

I don’t have time for the precious games 
Boutta pop off so remember the name 

Roll round town 
Black tint 
With the lights out 
Bumpin that sound 
Chase clout 
What they all bout 

I don’t talk when there’s nothin to gain 
We ain’t the same bitch stay in ya lane 

Kick dust 
Let em bust slugs like teddy 
Tell a mothafucka come and get it when ya ready 
I’m a stone cold villain 
Next to Willem sittin steady 
See me in ya dreams and legs spaghetti 
I’m betting 
Half the scene still wetting they bedding 
They getting petty forgetting I’m getting ready for endings so gimme vicky pedretti and I’ll be letting ya get me or I’ll be wrecking the setting itll be ya head that I’m blending bitch 
Uh 
What’s that in my backpack 
You don’t really see me get that 
Playin on ya girl like a tech deck 
Pussy mothafucka better step back mmm

Better step the fuck back 
Dogs steady barking and they ready for attack 
I don’t give a fuck pussy send whos next 
Schema the posse mothafucka coming straight for ya neck

just another rap song (prod. ISVVC)

Memories Of The Past Coming Soon!! 
(Prod.Unnøticed)

LiønMane -
Like i said before I will make it hocus pocus like some magic it will happen 
Even if they want to question everything 
I doubt that they will have a thing
talking about it to a screen with they’re negativity 
Cause theyre thinking negatively on me 
They think That they have a plan b 
Everything comes down to all the ways I force myself to make it happen since day one I always had it popping keep it going I 
Will never stop improving 
Seeing all the music getting better it is just  
a fact well proven I give it all of me 
I want it 
I will live my dream

Unnøticed -
Question if we'll make it but they really want me slaving 
Dont put your hands in my pockets or else you'll be begging for your life back from satan 
You're shaken 
Im patient 
i went from nothing in my tummy its funny that I'm still wanting to make it 
Because I swear
nothing is breaking a person thats vacant 
Im hated 
As they question if we'll make it 
but im working on it while you waste your life 
Were all gonna die 
Might as well do the things that you love instead of wastng your time 
You're used to a standing in a single line 
Destroying your mind 

Enough of slaving 
im saving what the fuck i am gaven and i dont give a fuck 
what the fuck they say or think 
either way my family aching

They Question If We'll Make It

GET BUCK! (feat. TEDDY SLUGZ) [Prod. CLOUDYMANE]

Memories Of The Past Coming Soon!! 
(Prod.Unnøticed)

LiønMane -
Somehow I’m aware that I’ve been here before And I know that nobody will stop me from ending it all  

At the end of it all I just hope they would call 
are you doing okay ?
Do you need me at all ?
Instead 
 Im all alone 
And this isn’t the first time 
I can not wait till I feel alright 
I miss the feeling of feeling alive 
By now you should know that it’s s a grind  
So find 
My 
Body if I die 
RIP everybody 
It’s a slow ride 
In the dark 
You hardly see clearly in the night 
Find the light 
One more time 
Save yourself 
With the feeling that you want to die !
I want to die !

Unnøticed -
What am i doing right? 
another long night being unnoticed with fight or flight 
With emotions like dynamite 
I gamble with my life 
Always on the line

I try to stay focused
No one noticed
Ive been away 
Feeling hopeless 
Unnoticed soaked in emotions 
Riding a emotional coaster 

I cut in line to the end of my life 
Or thats just how it feels when time flys 
Its going fast when i enjoy time
when i hate it im high

What am i doing with
guns at my mind 
I am dying inside everytime that i try 
So im getting so high in my room 
Record number in being depressed and confused why i lost everytime 

Spent my change on  happiness 
Ill have to deal with all i get 
get me high so i forget 
That i existed in this world called shit

Record Number In Being Depressed

@mvzi
@deathguardmob

cover art by: @fxckyoujamie

Imma make it to the top
I will give it all I got
Heard these rappers talking bluff
I stay ripping off their tongue
Wanna see my brothers up
I won’t stop till I’m a god
But I’m simply not enough
But I’m simply not enough  (x2)

I just want my momma to be proud of her own kid
She’s thinking that the devil has consumed him deep within
Maybe she’s not wrong, he’s a loser, living life in sin
Duo with the serpent in his mind, not regretting it

Maybe I’ve went numb, maybe I’m the one who’s gone insane 
I should up the RUGER, to my dome, blow my fucking brains
Baby I’m a crow, you don’t want me, that’s all I can say
Never been the guy that’s for you, wouldn’t want to bring you pain

First on my wishlist, death never miss it
Feeling like an nuisance now my middle name misfit
God will not miss this, tired of this sickness
I’ll be rotting in the soil where the sun can’t reach, I’m hidden

I’m too scared to talk about the feelings I’ve been hiding 
I wonder if I’m day dreaming, cause I’ve been feeling tired
Wish I never missed my chance cause she’s a fucking diamond
I’ve been stuck inside my mind, I can’t wait til that shits silent

Imma make it to the top
I will give it all I got
Heard these rappers talking bluff
I stay ripping off their tongue
Wanna see my brothers up
I won’t stop till I’m a god
But I’m simply not enough
But I’m simply not enough  (x2)

SPOTIFY

RISE UP (Prod. FALLEN)

written / performed by @blckbrds, @salivagrey
produced by @gullyspit
engineered by @tumaggz, Saliva Grey
cover by Blckbrd

BULLETHELL (w/ Saliva Grey)

Collaboration between Gullyspit and @salivagrey
Produced/Engineered by Gullyspit

Lyrics:
Verse 1: Gullyspit
this that 1989 shit we bringing in the tanks 
now we got to attention you forgot about the flanks
got you hiding from your neighbours all your papers in the safe
3D printed guns, thermite all over the banks 
I got paranoia creeping it’s a feeling I can’t shake
perestroika agents i can’t roll around with snakes
got y’all wishing to be royals I want royals on stake
the world is up in flames shit you just survived a plague 
and still you happy with whatever they can’t finish off they plate
cut you into pieces like they cutting up a steak
killing in the name shit nobody can escape 
put your hands together for a bullet in yo brain 
throw yo body in the drain send you back into the ocean 
go neglect yo kids and fantasize bout a promotion 
this that violence you provoking 
they neck was made for choking
you think that I been joking ?
Chorus:  Gullyspit
this that needles in yo iris
that cut away the virus 
that random act of violence 
that exit hole so wide it’s just a blessing that he lifeless 
we looking for a problem
we hear to cause a crisis
x2
Verse 2: SALIVA GREY
Flush you little shit stain yo body go in septic 
Disembowel all yo membranes embodiment of fetish
Pissing up on yo grave like I took a diuretic
Seizing through yo brain now you be looking epileptic 
I’m encrypting all my messages
Show me where the evidence?
Post traumatic blessed suicidal Grey the veteran
Who gon set the precedent?
Cities looking desolate
Power to the people tell me where the fuck our leverage is?
No etiquette 
Sever yo fucking hope ain’t gon be better days
We get erased 
Evaporate
Yo limbs gon fucking separate
That 9 to 5
Yo fucking life
I really hope you get a raise
Man fuck y’all dependent the way you be living can’t think for yourself ain’t no vision
I put my dick right where yo sight is
Population spineless
Gully and Saliva spit that Grey up in yo eyelids 
Hive is acting righteous 
Complain about yo life when
This shit was handed to you on a platter ain’t gon bite in?
This that 1945 shit
Gon vaporize yo family
You such a fucking fetus Wish yo mama took a plan b
This that change that you demanding
I hope that you can’t stand me
You’ll never understand me
Bridge: Gullyspit
this that plaque above the gum line
bitch we that type of rotten 
we that typa a toxin
you that typa weasel
there aint shit we got in common 
we got glass up in our pocket 
welcome to the market 
everyone around us is just here to make a profit 
hit you in yo stomach all yo words have turned to vomit 
 be cautious
bullets coming at you like a Kennedy in office 
why they stop at Jonny they forgot about the Congress ?
Chorus x2

GUMLINE w/ SALIVA GREY

GLASS TEETH

prod. istasha

LYRICS:

TWENTYTHREE:

Leave the head at feet of a tree, no need for it now 
I believe what I’ve seen 
Face in the leaves, so I wait for defeat, 
I’m a mess at the best won’t reach what I seek 
I’ve been out of pocket for a minute 
fall for it first, buck shot if they winning 
Don’t wake, imma die before I finish
No detox, down in the dirt and stay missing 

New stains on a pistol grip 
Follow me I know where we both won’t slip 
Bitch, new blade, this a house made shiv 
Running out of place and I pray I don’t trip 
For a minute, till I’m back down 
No brain in the last round
Stay awake, new stage for the hand out 
Chains hangin’ in the way of a packed crowd
I’m a lost cause, full frame on the flat ground

Fall back, no false track, reload until I fall flat 
Stay on that, all combat, they talking just to stall facts 

ISTASHA:
Dead but I pay no fare
Hopping on boat like I just don’t care 
Stay swimming in the river 
One taste don’t dare
Never waste away 
On my grave, I swear

I don’t mean to paint you up in any way
You feed the pain
Your colours gonna fade
Like gradients 
Your mind away like it’s awol 

Leaves that froze on my skin never grow 
Canine teeth 
Grab the throat up to my neck 
Fill the rope

TWENTYTHREE X ISTASHA - GLASS TEETH

w the homie https://soundcloud.com/sinizterofficial

REAPER W/ SINIZTER (PROD. MODEST0 X LUNA)

prod.Kiraw 
Artwork : @MVRTYR

*Lyrics*

(NIKKO)
Ain't no such thing as love
Hearts a bottomless pit
You dying the 6th
And tonight is the 5th
Watch what's out your mouth
Or I'm letting it spit
Yuh grim reap
On the side of my hip
Straight smoking a cig waiting for me to rip
Size of my dick
Every pussy got grip

(K.V.N)
Yuh yuh
Every pussy got lip
How the fuck I'm only 22 I ain't quit
How the fuck you looking at me jealous
You a bitch
Worry bout another motherfucker
Ride dick
(Aye) I don't wanna fuck with nobody I got my squad
You can get the fuck out if you ain't playing your part
Bitch I'm raising the bar
You ain't on shit I'm making these hits in my car
Bitch yuh
Aye, life is just a gamble don't get fist fucked
Aye , lookin in the mirror like "bitch what"
Uh , niggas know the truth but don't say shit huh
That's why you fake and I don't fuck with you I'm sick bruh

(NIKKO)
Ain't no such thing as love
Hearts a bottomless pit
You dying the 6th
And tonight is the 5th
Watch what's out your mouth
Or I'm letting it spit
Yuh grim reap
On the side of my hip
Straight smoking a cig waiting for me to rip
Size of my dick
Every pussy got grip

(NIKKO)
Cocks out
For any pussy got lip
Bitch I ride round with an oppas head on a stick
Outside the crib blood drip from my kicks
How the fuck you think we leaving footprints in this bitch nigga
It's all set
Soon as he gon walk in, knock off his head
And I love the way they drip when they're -
All red
Mix an outcast in the drink they sipping and drop dead
Xel get 'em

(Xelishurt)
Ay yuh
Life is a bottomless pit
Need a goth bitch so bad slit on her wrists
She need a nigga thats pissed yuh
A nigga like this yuh
Sky so sunny these the days that i miss yuh
Run up in a store with a bag i dont miss huh
See the 9 bang minus 3 now its 6 yuh
King with a crown in my town you a little bitch
I might let it shoot like a star bitch
Make a wish
Take another risk yuh
Baddest of the bitch yuh
Niggas talk shit meeting 5 like my fist yuh

GR!P

GR!P ft. K.V.N & Xelishurt (prod.Kiraw)

DION ft. Faceless 1-7 (prod. BLK Saturn)

Burn - Crispy (Freestyle)

get it all back when you wake up fazed,
sick of those days when you act insane no pay no play,
bitch I'm just broke not brave,
jump in the thick no save,
I got a go...
Don't look back on the road,
left that shit back home,
c'mon make me feel bold,
I got tricks of my own,
old dog with a new bone...
I could never pivot I'm in it to win it
punching past the limit so livid I'm living,
you could've really had it all,
now you ready to settle for really anything at all...
bitch better rep your set,
go ahead place your bets,
pump your chest,
better yet raise your fist,
make em all hear that shit,
say you ain't sick of it,
little boy you a man now picture it,
no innocence left just wickedness,
cold indifference,
mind so villainous,
leave no witnesses...
always keep it steady you the man now,
nothing left to do but throw them hands now...
If they want beef say fuck em
if the want smoke say fuck em
IF they wanna go say fuck em
if they talk shit say fuck em
always stay low stay ducking
if they play games say fuck em
if they drop names say fuck em
if they throw shade say fuck em
always stay cold stay strutting
If they want beef say fuck em

fuck em,
a'int nobody  tell me nothing,
fuck around and end up bluffing 
you a snake little bitch go ahead say something,
you should really know your place,
come face to face with the the hands of fate,
I'm a man bred from hate, 
already dead,
what do you think you could say?

yeah okay bitch,
I do not speak your language,
you cannot say my name bitch,
you and me we not the same bitch,

always keep it steady you the man now,
nothing left to do but throw them hands now

If they want beef say fuck em
if the want smoke say fuck em
IF they wanna go say fuck em
if they talk shit say fuck em
always stay low stay ducking
if they play games say fuck em
if they drop names say fuck em
if they throw shade say fuck em
always stay cold stay strutting
If they want beef say fuck em

If They Want Smoke (prod anywaywellbeats)

Yung Reaper the Sad Devil
#hopelessgang #trashgang #hopeless
@wethehopeless @haloblaack

Solving the Lament Configuration [Prod. SEXYKISAPANTERA]

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