ANTON STEPHAN-DEMON$(Feat.RM$Sosanami&LUI VILL)

prod. skinnyDRAG - https://www.youtube.com/@skinnyDRAG/featured

Lyrics:
Heh
Imma kill it like the reaper
Pussy boyah is a sleeper
Like a weeper think he deeper 
Ay
Talk 'bout luck
Like I give a fuck
Say you don't got time
But chu ain't from the grime
He don't really wanna fight
He don't know that sight
Motherfucker think he deep
But he white as a sheep
Like save it
And keep it
You yap about deceiving
Bitch I'm leaving
Like Magnus
Imma let you see and wait this
See I rock it rock it
Fuck this rapping
Think you bopping
You just hopping
Ay
Hit em with the chain 
And I think he know
This ain't no ordinary flow
Would you rather go?
Where there's only snow?
Say you wanna be alone
But chu don't fuck with dat road
Yeah
Stop it stop it
I can't top it
Talk like the rest
Now you think you rapping
Fuck it
Just stop it
Heh
I like the silence
I do not want to see you
And I do not want see them
See I go and confess my sins
I've been dropping on your friends
And I vapor all the trends
See, you say you fucking spends
But I don't believe all that fucking shit
I do not believe all that fucking shit
Bitch you bang it like you hate it
Bitch you raging like a kid
juh
Kick it back kick it back
Fit like wither black ay
Imma flip it back wait

GREY - Wither Black (Prod. skinnyDRAG)

Lost Soul

Lyrics:
Money, dope and fame
It’s the reason for your pain, you can not– stay tame
Feel the rage in your brain, hoping they don’t know your name
But chu know this game, it neva feels the same
Once you get an ounce of fame
What?
But chu know this game, it neva feels the same
Once you get the fame, watch it all rain yuh
Neva gonna take a risk
Sittin’ there in the mist
Talkin’ ‘bout how you betta, so you rather make it shatter
‘Til you scatter, it don’t matter, feel the clatter
Of the platter on the table now you able to disable
Stick to fables, stick to labels, you ain’t stable
So– watch me on the cable– making it so damn fatal
But chu you can’t forget
This all just a game, it neva feels the same
Once you get the fame, watch it all rain
But chu know this game, it neva feels the same
Once you get the fame, watch it all rain

GREY - Fall

Writing my life and it’s murder she wrote 
Knew she was mine with those beautiful eyes 
Grabing the joint yeah fuck cocaine

Date Night (Ft. $mb Bird)

Back Up! (Ft. Kusha K)

Scent of Datura ($MB x SOV)

Lyrics-
Cyrazami
Told that little bitch to get off my line
Told that little bitch to get off my line
Told that little bitch to get off my line
Told that little bitch to get off my line Ay
Told that little bitch to get off of my line
My life is coming to an end I do not have no time
I be feeling like im Jesus turning blood to wine
Im about to lose my mind from all this fucking pine
I got that cross it’s fucking flipped
Mane you better hit that shit
Throw your body to the pit
I might just sacrifice yo bitch
Turn her mind into a witch
My trigger finger starts to itch
Drag your body to the river but instead I chose a ditch

https://soundcloud.com/oceanash
Tell that fake fuck that I’m riding down the block
On my lap I got a Glock I make it pop and make you drop
Cyrazami grab the mop
Dab a gram and then I knock
Paranoid the doors I lock
Creeping at 4 o clock
I got the weed in my pocket
Purple green and I stock it
I’m never making a profit
Always high as a comet
I don’t wanna drown in this shit
I don’t wanna fall in abyss
I’m a ghost I’m alone in the pit
Skeleton bones don’t open the crypt

Produced by oceanash

Give Them Nothing But Take From Them Everything (Feat. Oceanash)

Hopefully this will be on Spotify soon. I'm Broke rn lmao.

DeadBodyz

DeadBodyz (Feat. GREY)

AFTERSHOCK

Problems Appearing With The Moon

Claim my life, what a shame I’m doomed 
All My problems appearing with the moon
I Can’t close up all my wounds 
Think my life might be ending soon 
No emotion got the mask on the face 
Everyone asking oceanash you ok
Might let em know in a fucking decade 
I’m too low, but I grow in the grave 
Putting up a guise, isolate, then I push em all away
I get high, Blunts and white wine not solving pain
45 revolving round my mind imma break
Told my mother and father they won’t see my wake 
All of the Nightmares I’m keeping
I’m Never dreaming when I’m sleeping
I Keep pleading to the sky but I weaken 
my soul will keep leaking
 my wrist will keep bleeding
I’m ready to croak
Waiting for the day I get to leave this earth
Dumping the guts of the blunt then I smoke
Only light Under glow of the hearse 
Get these demons off of me 
it cost to breathe
I’m filled with grief
I’m incomplete, Im empty, weed I got plenty
All of the shit that I’ve seen 
I wanna forget, so I smoke on the green 
Inma zombie off of the bean
Imma fuck up it’s in my genes 
Paranoia has a hold 
Body getting cold
think I might be growing mold
Looking to the reaper told ‘em Im ready to fold
Kicking rocks until the blood spots
got the Red Socks
Looking like Dexter when I fucking chop
Nervous system wires shot 
Swat the flies you see me rot
Luminating rooms with pot
Ruminating every thought  until I drop 

Until I drop
Luminating rooms with pot
Until I drop
Ruminating every thought 
Until I drop
Luminating rooms with pot
Until I drop
Ruminating every thought

Produced by Curtes