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IT'S YOU

IT'S YOU [prod. RIPVANN]

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BERNIEMACELEVEN - SIN IS IN MY SOUL (feat. TITO PARASITE & JATAN MAYCRY) (PROD. BM11)

KICCIN IN DOORS (PROD. KILO$ x Jake OHM)

Prod. YCK

Could give a shit about the fame yuh
Talking talk but you afraid yuh
Empty handed bloody knuckles
Pop the trunk and watching legs buckle
Give a damn about the cash yuh
Stackin oxy on the dash yuh
Only tremble knees are shaking
Seize the day then I freeze the payment

Two steps and you’re dead my drink no carding
A bitch got upset by the way I so started
Data’s encrypted the bait and the switch
Till this day I’m addicted I get that itch
We’re the scourges of Earth was affirmed that my birth
Was an error I’ve been ducking nother one I’ve gotta curve
Torching the forms no copy in print
Then it’s scorch reform ask God if he exist
I’m a skeptic cause how could any world this cruel
Rotate when it’s run by fucking crooks and ghouls
Shows are full of capping and performative activists
Tear gassing and shielded now the corpses inanimate
Internet white knights like Lancelot
They say I’m slept on like I’ve been camouflaged 
Wraith and a pagan I’m oh forsaken
The spot that I’ve claimed bitch it ain’t for taking

Could give a shit about the fame yuh
Talking talk but you afraid yuh
Empty handed bloody knuckles
Pop the trunk and watching legs buckle
Give a damn about the cash yuh
Stackin oxy on the dash yuh
Only tremble knees are shaking
Seize the day then I freeze the payment

Acolytes you don’t receive my respect
The devil in me that I serve to protect
He who had spoken when I needed helping
Exchanging mortality traded for wealth and
Spent every penny was made to damnation
I must give in can’t resist the temptation
Want absolution but I can’t provide that
You beg for forgiveness but I don’t decide that
Pathogenic terrorism profits
Epidemic pessimism topping
Maybe it’s the arrogance but I’m so shameless
Bullet to the heart got me under surveillance
Tyranny’s reign pyramid games
He is in strain I can’t fuck with these lames
Fuck oligopolies efforts abolishing
They say they’re different but they look the same

Could give a shit about the fame yuh
Talking talk but you afraid yuh
Empty handed bloody knuckles
Pop the trunk and watching legs buckle
Give a damn about the cash yuh
Stackin oxy on the dash yuh
Only tremble knees are shaking
Seize the day then I freeze the payment

Heretic

Bloody Knuckles

COVER ART: @Mental_Foundry

Lyrics:
Corn fields sway, then go silent and stiff.
Not knowing we were about to abruptly
hit the end of this cliff. The commonplace
of love fills the atmosphere like smoke from
a chimney. However, it lacks limits, it’s given
out unconditionally. All smiles on his face, no
reason to be fretful. Ignorant of this life of the mourning
and the dreadful. Sheer emptiness soon to come, hoping he
wouldn’t pass in vain. Pain so severe, this
heart feels like a  grenade. Shattered dreams
of devotion, emotion and drifting thoughts like
a current of an enraged sea full of panic and despair.
Leaving me as fast as the wind stops blowing through
the air. Acknowledging that every gasp he took was one
more tick on the count down till his last. Looking over
him, involuntarily a witness to this tragedy. A spectator 
to the human disease inevitably, plagued by fatality.
My eyes need band-aids, they are forever scarred for
life. Pleading to an entity. Screaming out words with meaning–
my feelings, like a soliloquy, but to nobody listening.
Cries for help unanswered, faith faded away like
Night to Day, heartfelt apologies, I never got to say, but
It’s okay. He didn’t die in vain. Trying to mask emotions,
despite all this pain. Trying to put on a front that I’m strong, but
I’m weak. Like a drizzling rain. Yet we all are, it’s in the human
nature to mask emotion. Fearing demotion to our reputation. Shock
at the wake of mortality and the fact that these skin and
bones are all but merely rentals.

BROKEN (PROD. BHASPER)

LOVSIQ X Sect Unit - LOVSECT

WHEREISGOD? Feat. Kiing Loki

99ZED x SALIVA GREY - BODIES DANGLE LIKE MY NUTZ (prod. 99zed)

BERNIEMACELEVEN - HAYWIRE (feat. MOYTANIC, BABYKRUEGER, & LZAMANE)

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Freddie_Dredd_x_Baker_-_They_Will_Know_Me_(Prod._Fructuoso).mp3

FULL OF LEAD

NEVER CHANGE

(2x)
Nine with the fifty,
Bitch I’m ridin with two,
Ride thru the city,
It don’t matter with who,
Ride with a semi,
Automatic it’s cool,
Shit gettin heavy,
Might roll up a few.

Bitch I touch down oh shit what it do tho,
9 millimeter tucked under the futon,
Yeah she really love me but ion got no time no,
Trynna get this money promise everything is fine tho,
I’m just sitting back wondering where all the time go,
I just wanna cruise shift gears in the night hoe,
Shit pop off exhaust got the nice chrome,
Keep the glitzy ready but I hide it from the 5-0.

/ Adam The Shinobi /

Candy paint and pimpin , I’m fixing up on a killing spree/ I’m riding in the whip and I gripping to plot these evil deeds 
Mask up , riding in slow ,  that 45 bang / 95 the birth til the hearse I finna go maintain 
Coffin always crashing on bustas I keep you sleeping foo / as for all you scandalous hoes , i ain’t want none of you 
Shawty tryna play me well you trippin so you gots to go / my money and my weapon is what keeps me steady on my toes 
Get cash ,(pause)get the stash (pause) bouta pass  / finna blast (pause) hit the dash (pause) riding fast  
Shawty move (pause) What It do what you looking fo ? / kicking keep it pimpin the mission is for that cash flow

Chrome II (Ft. Adam The Shinobi)

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bm11 is going to take y'all out the game
Don't worry about it too much
I’m a god 
There aint no shame
I been listening & all these bitches sound the same
Quarantined 
but I’m still yelling fuck what you claim
We made your goofy ass walk in the rain
Krueger set circle we brought out the flames
You couldn't tell me that shit you was saying 
You couldn't handle them games i was playing
All in your mind
All in your mind
Blurry ass vision
I think that you blind
Only the time 
Only the time
Revealing the truth
That i know u a lie
But i don't blame you motherfucker because i know that i am the beast
Too many drugs 
I been numb to defeat
My body is dead
I sleep on the concrete
Playing them rituals, 
Demon receipts
Whichever way you want me to go 
I’ll find my way back to the throne

BERNIEMACELEVEN - ITSALLINYOURMIND (PROD. BM11)

!N¥|-|3<V| - IIIIIIIII x Tre Six

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