Jk vs Shxdxw

PROD. @deadmemxry

CHECK OUT HIS EP OR DIE YOU SCUM

LYRICS

[VERSE 1]
DEPTHSTRIDA IS SCHIZOPHRENIC
THOUSAND STYLES YOU SOUND GENERIC,
THEY CALL ME THE DEVILS CLERIC
CAUSE IM PREACHING SATANS LYRICS
PULL UP IN A HONDA CIVIC
I DONT CARE ABOUT THE LIMITS
STEAL YOUR HEART AND ALSO SPIRIT
666 IS ALL MY BUSINESS

HIT AFTER HIT YEAH BITCH I FLOW SO FUCKING SICK
SIX AFTER SIX YEAH BITCH JUST MAKE IT TRIPLE SIX
KICK TO THE HIP BITCH YOU GON NEED A WALKING STICK
BRICK CRUSH YOUR DICK QUICK TELL ME WHERE YOUR SISTER IS

HIT YOU WITH A COKE BOTTLE
FUCK YOU AND YOUR ROLE MODEL
BITCH MY SONGS ARE SO AWFUL
THOUSAND CORPSES IN TOTAL
WALKIN IN THE SHADOWS MIST BITCH I DONT CARE IF ARROWS HIT
ALL YOUR ANGER SHALL OMIT I GRAB YOUR GUTS AND MAKE YOU SPIT

[HOOK] 
JASON VOORHEES, JASON VOORHEES
 KILLING PEOPLE FOR THE GLORY
TURN THIS TO A BLOODY ORGY
NOBODY FORGET THIS STORY
2x

[VERSE 2]
DISEMBOWL MY FUCKING BODY WHILE I DIE IN SATANS ARMS
LEFT A SINGLE LETTER FOR MY BROTHERS AT THE BLOODY FARM
HELLS SO FUCKING HOT I THINK SOON IM GONNA DEHYDRATE
SOMEBODY PLEASE HELP ME IM AFRAID THAT I MIGHT DIE LATE
BURY ME IN DIRE LAKES
SOCIETY EARNED ALL MY HATE
THATS WHY I SPLIT YOUR BOY STRAIGHT

THEY CALL ME DEATHS ANGEL
CAUSE I COME BACK ON FIRST APRIL
AND MY HEART COLD LIKE A GLACIAL
BITCH IM MENTALLY UNSTABLE

I MIGHT EMPTY FUCKING CLIPS
JASON VOORHEES IN MY CLIQUE
SLIT UP EVERY OTHER BITCH
IMMA DO WHAT JASON DID
TAKE MY SOUL AND BURY IT
DUMP ME LIKE IM FUCKING SHIT
TAKE MY SOUL AND BURY IT
DUMP ME LIKE IM FUCKING SHIT


[HOOK] 
JASON VOORHEES, JASON VOORHEES
 KILLING PEOPLE FOR THE GLORY
TURN THIS TO A BLOODY ORGY
NOBODY FORGET THIS STORY
2x

FRIDAY THE 13TH [PROD. DEADMEMXRY]

LiL LANDMINE x DEPTH STRIDA x NOT WINNING - SHOTGUN666 [PROD. LVNDMINE]

@cantwin
cover by @xyley
LYRICS:

APACHE:

concrete killer
still the bullet spinna
watch you fucking shiver
apache the thrilla

chained up
campsite
stab twice
in your spine
mommas cryin
kids dying
snitches lying
horrifying

sacrifice - selling all that white
call it dry ice
your clique smokin spice
im smokin paradise
parasite
fuck your gunfight
go say goodbye
murder satisfying
snitches lying
kids dying
mommas cryin

apache on killing spree
spreading anarchy
show no empathy
swing the machete
on the lsd
you a wannabe
drown you undersea
set your soul free
bury your body
burn a church b
apache rippin out your knee
fuck your stupid beef
fuck your allergies
fuck christianity
this a hatchery
watch you bastards flee
calvary right in calgary
call me master yi
apache on killing spree

NOTWINNING:
straight up adrenalin
my eyes follow the ceiling fan
feel the stimulant kicking in
having fun like a kid again
Eyes turning bloody red
cant see shit i am outta breath
stuck in my nose the smell of death
lose senses like im turning deaf

I get the stares everywhere
my spiral stairs need repair
cuz who I am doesnt care
enslaved to what isnt there
feel tension chilling in the air
sheep acting like a legionnaire
attire made of silverware
fuck with me you need dental care

I got a crack in my psychology
seeing and hearing the demons the follow me
eternal torment no taken apology
blades sticking out your body like anomalies
my vest grey but I pay for my sins
shoutout snake as I shed all my skin
strive for the best as I fail to win
get your face deformed as Im jabbing your chin
Waiting for you in the parking lot
testing your g cuz u talking shit and whatnot
notice you stepping while youre playing hot or not
try to fight the urge to go stab you but I cannot
So I give into the urge and I hit the pot
you look confused as you hit neurogenic shock
blood hits the floor like Im droppping a flowerpot
I leave the scene, Im unseen like I forgot

APACHE x NOTWINNING - KILLING SPREE

produced by @vojtczu

KILL MYSELF GANG

lyrics:

kill myself gang
let myself hang x2

elliot rodger how i wanna kill a bitch
i hate myself because i am insidious 
slicing my neck, laceration is hideous
i am so gross. wanna die, they oblivious ugh
i need to figure this out
i hate my bitch cuz she dont come around 
i hate my life because humans around me
i hope all my exes get shot in a crowd

i got shooters with me
like a school shooter
ak-47s, im a good shooter x2

want it again then I'll tell u the truth
i hope i die & i hope you do too
and im glad we all die, got a reason for you
got a soul in my body, my body can lose
ugh
i elevate to oblivion 
summon spirits, im an indian
why are you talking that shit again
i take your soul in the night & get rid of it

i am a bad person yeah
in my lane im swervin ayy
i shot the k on purpose 
hoping that your death was worth it x4

kill myself gang 
let myself hang x2

FREE DOWNLOAD

#KMSGANG [prod. VOIT]

vocalmix by @deadmemxry 
art by https://www.instagram.com/lenfant_/


[LYRICS]

WET YOUR CAMP UP
DEVILJINFLOW WASSUP
STRIDA SHOOT AT A CUCK
AND I NEVER GET CAUGHT
AY I FUCK UP A COP
SPRAYING DOWN FROM THE TOP
BULLETS GROWL THROUGH YOUR BLOCK LIKE
GRAH GRAH GRAH GRAH

NEVER TALK SHIT ABOUT DEVILJIN HOE
ELECTRICFIST TURN A BITCH K.O
DISEMBODY THEM UNDERMISTELTOES
SELL THEIR ORGANS FOR THE FUCKING LOW
MERCENARIES UP FOR HIRE
I MIGHT SET YOUR BLOCK ON FIRE 
BITCH THE DEPTH CALLS ME MESSIAH
IM THE KING OUT HERE YOU LIAR 
LOOK THRU THE HOURGLASS BITCH THE FUCKING TIME WONT PASS
LIVING HERE IS JUST A TEST TELL ME HOW LONG WILL IT LAST
I THINK ITS TIME
RELEASE THE DEPTH AND MAKE YOU CRY 
I THINK ITS TIME
TO SHOW YOU BITCHES HOW I FUCKING VIBE

BITCH IM THE DEPTH YUH
20 BULLETS STRAPPED UP
EMPTY CLIPS - BERETTA
AIMING FOR THE HEADSHOT

HEAVY LUNGS - ARTHUR MORGAN
WATCH ME RAID YOUR FUCKING FORTRESS
RUNNING FROM THE LAW, SCREW A BULLET THROUGH YOUR FOREHEAD
LOOKING FOR ATTENTION? THATS THE SHIT I DONT ENDORSE
GUNSLINGER RIDING THROUGH THE VALLEY ON A HORSE
GRAB A MASK AND STRAP MYSELF
ROB THE PLACE I GO TO HELL
GOD HAS LEFT ME - MY FAREWELL
CREW BETRAYED ME - MY FAREWELL

TEUFEL DER TIEFE [PROD. DEVILJIN]

Produced by @wasbeatz
Featuring @distortionthe1

[LYRICS]
(MUGXTSU)
Storms goes by, in the sky,
Reaching out the one I've lost.
Breathing in a life I could never live by the normal rules.
Shame on me, condemn me,
Regret is the thing I feel.
Just wanting to change my past is all I can thing about now.

SHUT THE FUCK UP, YOUR ONLY GOOD FOR COMPLAINS.
I'VE BEEN WATCHING YOU THE WHOLE TIME.
I DON'T FEEL A SINGLE OUNCE OF PITY.
SHUT THE FUCK UP, YOU DON'T NEED NO FUCKING LUCK.

PARALYZED IN EVERYTHING IN LIFE.
VAPORIZING EVERY SINGLE TIME.

BOY YOU'RE WRONG, WTF IS TAKING YOU SO LONG.
YOU DON'T WANNA BE ALONE. BUT YOU SLOWLY DIGGING YOUR TOMB.
BOY YOU'RE WRONG, WTF IS TAKING YOU SO LONG.
YOU DON'T WANNA BE ALONE.

Storms goes by, in the sky,
Reaching out the one I've lost.
Breathing in a life I could never live by the normal rules.
Shame on me, condemn me,
Regret is the thing I feel.
Just wanting to change my past is all I can thing about now.

STORMS GOES BY, IN THE SKY,
REACHING OUT THE ONE I'VE LOST.
BREATHING IN A LIFE I COULD NEVER LIVE BY THE NORMAL RULES.
SHAME ON ME, CONDEMN ME,
REGRET IS THE THING I FEEL.
JUST WANTING TO CHANGE MY PAST IS ALL I CAN THING ABOUT NOW.

(LORD DISTORION)
You're a no one 
Loathsome 
Stick on me to blow some 
Sky is open dmt 
The fix to all his problems 

marble on the column 
Sniper with the long gun 
Make him drop a mile off the  radar like a problem 

Big stick, hit em and its gonna make his ribs twitch 
Instinct alien we gonna leave his wig split 
No life stop it you ain't doing right 
With this clique 
Tendrils back into the cave in like another  an instant 

Boy your wrong 
Shoving  bullets in your gob
We gonna run in with the iron  boys already cocked 

Dropping off the pack 
Your gonna meet the face of god
Pull that damage from the bag and put some damage on the lawn 

Solar object watch it Hoover
Rounds and rounds he dodge for cover 
Out of bounds he jumping for the door 
It make his body stutter

Take a number, execute the order 
On the daily suffer 
Pain and hunger that he never felt 
Until the day he entered

BOY YOU'RE WRONG (feat. LORD DISTORTION) [prod. ｗａｓ]

Produced by @wasbeatz
Art by @wasbeatz

[LYRICS]

SHIT IMMA GET STRAIT TO POINT.
NO NEED TO REMAIN, MOTHERFUCKING FEEL THE PAIN.
HOLY FUCK I HATE YOU HOLY FUCK I LOATHE EVERY SINGLE PARTS OF YOU.
GET THE FUCK AWAY IMMA BURN UP ALL THOSE IN MY WAY.

YOU ARE AGAIN DISPLACED.

MY TIME IS NOT DIVINE.
WE ARE MORTAL AFTER ALL.

BURN TO ASHES,
DROWN IN YOU BLOOD,
PULL UP THE FACE OF THE EMPTY MAN.
HIDE LIKE YOU HAVE NO KIND.

(Burn to ashes,
Drown in you blood,
Pull up the face of the empty...
Burn to ashes,
Drown in you blood,
Pull up the face of the empty man.)

MY BODY'S ABANDONING ME LIKE A VOLLEY.
PRAY FOR ME SO CAN I DIE SLOWLY.
PITY ME, FORGET ME, I DON'T CARE.
PITY ME, FORGET ME, I DON'T CARE, NO.

YOU ARE AGAIN DISPLACED.

MY TIME IS NOT DIVINE.
WE ARE MORTAL AFTER ALL.

(My time is not divine. 
We are mortal after all.)

DISPLACED II  [prod. ｗａｓ]

i eat flesh and toe nails

LYRICS BITCH:
Let the choppers sound
100 rounds
Better gun em down
Thinking they can run
Have them hung
Watch them choke it out

Pussy tryna talk shit
Lets mosh pit
I ain’t fucking with that fuck shit
SHOOTIN rockets
Make him bleed like a faucet
Hit you like a comet
hard like I’m onyx
I promise
Ain’t no fucking novice
Knock you out till you vomit
Came to take your fucking profit
I’m the demon prophet
Run yo wallet
Lose connection 
Aw shit
Leave on a cross bitch
Dead and exhausted 

BITCH (YEAH) I AINT FUCKING WITH THAT SHIT
TALK SHIT (WHAT) LEAVE YOU DEAD IN A DITCH
THROW FIST (YUH) WHY YOU ACTING LIKE A BITCH
IN THE PIT (YEAH) STOMPIN ON YA FUCKING SHIT

Let the choppers sound
100 rounds
Better gun em down
Thinking they can run
Have them hung
Watch them choke it out

I AINT WITH THAT FUCKING SHIT
COME AND MEET ME IN THE PIT
IF YOU WANNA TALK THAT SHIT
YOU A FAKE FUCKING BITCH
GET THE FUCK UP OUT MY FACE
GET THE FUCK UP OUT MY WAY
BEFORE I TAKE YOUR LIFE AWAY

NOTHING THAT YOU SAY IS REAL 
YOU A FRAUD
ACTING HARD WHEN YOU NOT
A FACADE IS WHAT YOU GOT

IM ABOUT TO MAKE YOU SQUEAL
TEST YOUR LUCK
KNOW THESE CHAINS COMING  OFF
KNOW THESE CHAINS COMING OFF

Let the choppers sound
100 rounds
Better gun em down
Thinking they can run
Have them hung
Watch them choke it out

LET THE CHOPPAS SOUND
100 ROUNDS 
BETTER GUN EM DOWN
THINKING THEY COULD RUN HAVE EM HUNG WATCH EM CHOKE IT OUT

HELL HOUND (PROD. CRCL)

prod. @pxlse
feat. @fenrirprod
art by my brother @lenfantlondon // https://www.instagram.com/lenfant_

[hook]
i fucked up
i dont know where to go
bitch im so lost
one more drink and i might fucking throwup
they say strida one day you gon blowup
but i dont give a shit cause i
fucked up

[verse]
i dare you come and pull up
bitch i got a full stock
past eight, spray paint
noises of a blank face
now you actin cool cuck
but the scene gives no fucks
strida spread some venom like the fangs of a cobra

i fucked up
let me tell you one thing
it is fuck trust
aint nobody on my side except the loved ones
so i keep the circle close i need no one
mercenaries in this bitch it is

[hook]
i fucked up
i dont know where to go
bitch im so lost
one more drink and i might fucking throwup
they say strida one day you gon blowup
but i dont give a shit cause i
fucked up
[hook]
i fucked up
i dont know where to go
bitch im so lost
one more drink and i might fucking throwup
they say strida one day you gon blowup
but i dont give a shit cause i
fucked up


[FENRIR]
All this talking got me fucked up
Motherfucker shut up
Got the fucking blade tucked
Strida hit you with one flow and youre washed up
Drugged out hit u in your hideout
Dont need no fucking handout
Watch your mouth get knocked out

Cant you see that i dont care about your life its the power of the mind u dont use it so ur blind
Thats why u always stay behind ur shit is always unrefined so you'll always be declined Now get the fuck out of my sight
I dont need your shit 
Run up on a motherfucker and watch the pussy dip
Addicted to the lonliness i made all by myself im too fucked up on the drugs this shit got me overwhelmed

[hook]
i fucked up
i dont know where to go
bitch im so lost
one more drink and i might fucking throwup
they say strida one day you gon blowup
but i dont give a shit cause i
fucked up

I FUCKED UP! 🩸 W/ FENRIR [PROD. PULSE]

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

APACHE x NOTWINNING - KILLING SPREE

DEATHSLEFTHAND