The final in a trilogy of RVMAN EP's. Watch how we've progressed over these past 3 years.

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1. SpacesLookBetterWithoutPeopleInThem

Way below the underground. Welcome to the BlackList.

@jaealaska

Produced by Gullyspit

Lyrics Soon:


Verse 1: @gullyspit
ain’t no safety in the gutter baby
ain’t no home to lock up tight
they might put you in a box
they might leave you outta sight
 if I took away those vices 
ain’t no person left behind 
ain’t no words that you can say
the detonation is alive 
i said it’s 
3 2 1 
the circuit gets connected
the body feels the impact
it’s quickly separated 
a gun at the bodega 
is financial education 
when I see my reflection 
i feel hated 
i feel hate inside my tiny rotten stomach 
when it’s bloated from neglect 
I pull my shit together 
stitched my body to my neck
I’m feeling so expired
more than tired I’m a wreck
but yo girl still tryna come and have my kids
hah
im the tube on your exhaust
leading  straight into the window pane
the metal in your mouth 
when the moneys owed but never came 
im every face that’s ever been plastered on the Carten
the bomb under the bridge 
the business gone to arson 
the prison when it riots
the sick when they start coughing 
the bullet in the chamber 
shit im bodies  in the coffin
the rubber on a spike trap 
the fruits after they rotten
a bastard to my father 
to the state I’m just a toxin
in the state of mind of stuck in 
i say fuck it 
i say run it 
i say bullets need they targets 
just like fingers need they mother fucking puppets
we not talking bout discussion 
when I say run yo pockets 
i need panic when you rummage 
i say fuck it 

Chorus: @gullyspit
we those crack rock Bedouins
rolling through the dunes
smell the fumes 
baby breath it in 
got no money
but got guns under my mattress
way below the underground 
welcome to the blacklist
x2

Verse 2: @Jaealaska
Ain’t no promise for the present so I’m hanging off a precipice
Santa flying over and he’s dropping off the sedatives
Ready when 
Ammo fuel the tank inside the ready whip
Hurry is you getting in?
Bitch we strictly headed where the fetti is
Hit the scene fresher than an addict finally getting clean 
Feel the breeze like it’s cold water mixing Listerine 
Still a fiend 
Want it then I get it all by any means
Triple Beam
Ready any minute like a kid cuisine 
Hit the turf
Smoke a couple smurfs
Then I turn to Kirk 
Simple work 
Breaking down this bitch until it’s middle earth 
Yeah for sure
Weapon with a curse
Feel the handle jerk
Hit the terps 
Then we go berserk
It’s a RED ALERT
Quick report
Then I hit the port 
Like I’m headed north
A L A Sniping with a K
Neva come up short
Took a couple L’s for the heLL 
I was growing bored 
Never get enough just like a fat kid always wanting more
All facade is just what they are 
Keep on playing hard
Play your cards (part) 
They deserve applause 
Piece they faith apart
Get ‘em gone
If you feeling shook, you should pray to god
44
I just let it talk with the safety off


Chorus: @gullyspit
we those crack rock Bedouins
rolling through the dunes
smell the fumes 
baby breath it in 
got no money
but got guns under my mattress
way below the underground 
welcome to the blacklist
x2

Outro:
If a big red devil with big teeth and claws comes to you and tries to squeeze you in its jaws, just light it up and say.....smile

Sludge w/ Jae Alaska

shit gets weird

ft.
https://soundcloud.com/fenrirprod
https://soundcloud.com/kill_dyll

prod.
https://soundcloud.com/akvri
https://soundcloud.com/backoffjames

art.
https://soundcloud.com/c3of

lyrics:
Head smashed on the concrete 
Red casing 
I cant feel my own heartbeat 
Lead Tracing 
Its a blood pact 
Got a fat stack 
Imma run it back like its mad max

waste of my time like a disney land ride
paint my car with a hundred little spots
face full of guilt let the running man rot
paint my walls with a hundred little clots

i take a look around the place
you just a slug in aerospace
another head inside my database
you write yo lines in uppercase
a faggot on the internet
i swear to god he's intimate
can barely list the alphabet
and they're you're biggest silhouette

my entire body's itching
im loosing all my feeling
my mental's going missing
and everyone's against me
saddle bout a midi once the philli boy roll
sadness on her grin once a face won't roll
never find a pie but the bitch find gold
tickle that body wit another one sold

Coven ft. Fenrir & Kill Dyll (prod. akvri & killjames)

System Malfunction

prod. by tengulovemoney
additional prod. by zaki ali 
written & performed by 4ria & gullyspit

lyrics
Transcend my sense of self worth, I can’t stop and pretend
I don’t hear the violent shudders uncovering thrills they condemn 
Lost in my mind, I’m coming with rhythms that I still figures a blend
Of every line I summon and the times I’ve been distant from friends
N-N-Nevertheless, my mind’s been fried from this commitment to spend 
All of my time, confined by limits spread like wicked incense 
V-V-Visions entrenched in vivid suspense 
In the event that I finish what’s next on the agenda, my mental laments  
While coming with sickness, so lyrically dense 
I’m seriously bent, spiritually wrecked  
It appears that I let many fears make my mental attempt to retreat to a dream
That indeed may appease all my needs with a piece of relief 
R-R-Reaping the sudden new peaks of belief on the beat
Peep the parables that I may share in full 
Up from my pedestal, but I’ve been stuck underneath this and feeling too terrible
To sail up this river of tears to the sea   
Unavailable to any b*tch tryna be someone shareable 
Sh*t ain’t for sale, I’ve been beat and made frail 'till I feel like I’ve failed all my dreams 
Leave a trail of my words to assail you
I lead holy grails of these pills, now I’m pale and a freak 
Lived a tale of deceit
I can’t stand, leave me be 
My feelings have really grown stale from the heat 
That b*tch took everything I gave for granted 
I could run the gamut, but I’m f**king damaged 
Try to understand it, but the trust was rancid 
Love was underhanded 
You could crush my heart like I crush the granite when I’m f**king manic  
Plan to leave this planet then implode 
If you’ve seen my face then you’ve seen my panic 
F**k being candid with these hoes 

Insecticides and pesticides 
An OxyContin genocide, on autopilot
Silent, slow and steady suicide, so violent 
Death to my defective pride 
Death to my unkept desires 
Death to my perceptive mind from any kind of reckless lie 
Death to these collected rhymes 
Death to dreams I emphasized
Nothing left to be incentivized when death’s upon my eyes 
Death to being westernized 
Death to any enterprise 
Death to my perceptive mind from each and all your wretched lies 

Death to lines I kept confined 
Death to time I’m stuck inside 
The stomach fills with parasites and then the body dies 
I guess I’m right to fear the barrel when it’s pressed between my eyes 
I feel the finger send vibrations from that hairpin, let it fly 
I crush the sample left me decomposed
erode and then I’m back to life 
I guess I got a habit predisposed to waste my f***ing time
I really thought I’d make it 
Really thought I’d turn out fine
Guess smoking on insecticides does wonders for the mind
Now I got 12 all in my face like a clock
I’m getting wound up by the second
Hope the words I’m saying stick
I hope my message leaves your threatened 
Sending mentions, best be careful
Past the threshold like a tenant
Leave you bloated looking pregnant, pure resentment manifested 
I connected every nerve up on my body like a circuit 
Now my appetite is endless
Now I fester for a purpose 
Let me worship my distraction 
Watch my stomach get distended 
Got you all along my fingers, a spectator for the wreckage

D-D-Death to Mother Nature, regrets rest on these records 
Death to my confessions 
Every session, I’ve contested
The test of time, you’ll never find a lie within this message 
My identity’s been intertwined with rhymes and pure resentment  
And by design, I’ll lie awake each night with these reflections of deception
You deflected, now the pain is endless 
Kick back, tit for tat, b*tches love to brag  
Eye for an eye ‘till the whole world is f**king blind 
I arrive at the conclusion that everybody still lies 
Rhymes provide solutions for my ill advised lifetime 
Death and all the rest
I’ll bid you farewell and goodbye (x4)

DEATH AND ALL THE REST W/ GULLYSPIT

BERSERK ft. FXCKJAMiE (PROD. WADJET)

real pain...
just hope this helps u get thru yours...

BONE2PICK

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BONE2PICK +PROD. VEINN+

prod. by puia
additional prod. by zaki ali & 4ria

lyrics were too long to fit in the description lol

BLOODY BEAUTY OFF THE BEATEN PATH

Loose Lips (feat. gullyspit)

IF I WANTED YOU TO HURT FOR THIS, I SHOULD HAVE FUCKING KILLED YOU BITCH w/ blckk

Are we having fun yet?
Produced by: @obssscure
Lyrics:
I Handle suppressors that man gonna enter
He slip out the cut put that Hand in the blender
We Gonna pop out we demanding an answer
To nothing compliance becoming my standard

Lil ways
I got all these shits to make
Bitch I fuck around she giving top while on the interstate
I'm about to eat from all the items on your dinner plate
Now I'm feeling hungry mother fucker gonna slip away

Now I got bugs
Now I got slugs
He was just talking but now he be done
I dont need love
I dont need drugs
I just need homie to shut the fuck up

Like why is he speaking hes spoken enough
Boy get a beating like he be a drum
Broke the machine and we taking the sum
Like What is he pulling we put on the gloves

We gon dump his weight off
Make the rounds and break off
Put the pressure on a leech
And we cut the snake off

Dont get caught in the cross hairs uhh
pull up bitch and it's all air uhh
So much grind that it's not fair uhh
Up on your house and we stop there uhh

Say that your homies all brought they guns
Dont see shit
Cept your all scared fuck
Bitch wanna see you prepared for none
No witness gonna tell no one

System Malfunction

CYBERDRIP$