*APACHE

scared of light scared of love thank you insert all above
but but but but but 
i got lots of lost thoughts dirtied up spot think im good not never stood up 
but im fed up words been led un trapping meds hot flashes catch up nah
stain the bed i rot 
heads been dead bled clot 
crawl and brawl till trot 
with the time i bought 
with the rhymes i stopped 
with the lines i mod 
slowly kill my bod 
cant stop nah

liquid inspiration 
smoke n dope the chasin 
see through all our fakin 
now and patient vacant 
waiting hating as im satan then im raiding through ya basement to see um nothing i guess ill turn around and make a making bitch
guess ill turn around head back to village stupid
turn that bitch around bend back for
daddys fluids 
shut the fuck up fuckers to me you just a nuisance x2

fragmentation [prod. takizava]

Take me out 
Slow and dumbing down
To fill the mouths 
Of what's got hold of you
And they make no sound
Hungry for a chew
Fucking float around 
and Eat you confused 

In this cage stumbled up upon a hole 
screen door to a garden house of mold 
Electric currents build in waves to a bolt
strike a place in time i can free my soul 
Will I get there free as the breeze 
Or end up stuck frozen underneath 
Guess I'll get what deserved or i need 
Head hurts coughing bugs crawling deep 
Lemme breathe 

1.TAKE ME OUT (ELECTRIC CURRENTS) [PROD. FRDM.WAV]

PROD BY @PXLSE @AKVRI

LYRICS:

SHATTER DREAMS, BREAK YOUR FACE
ON THE BLOCK NO DISGRACE
BENT ON CHAOS NO ESCAPE
BETTER RUN OR MEET YOUR FATE
AY, BETTER RUN OR MEET YOUR FATE

IM A DEMON YOU CANT STOP ME
BLOODY VISION EARS ARE BUGGING
WEAPONS COCKED, 

DEATHSLEFTHAND, COLD KILLER
SPIT YOUR BLOOD, GRIM CHILLER
LOADED GUN, NO FILLER, NO THRILLER

I GOT DEMONS IN MY HEAD
NEVER SLEEP, ALWAYS FED
ON THAT LIQUOR, ON THAT BREAD

FOUR FIVE LOST MY SOUL TO THE STREET
TAKE A HIT, FEEL THE HEAT
CHASE THE HIGH, FEEL COMPLETE
BUT IT'S NEVER ENOUGH, CAN'T DEFEAT

RUNNING FROM THE SUN
CHASING SHADOWS, ON THE RUN
DARKNESS CALLS, NEED A GUN

DEATHSLEFTHAND, ALWAYS NEAR
WHISPERS IN MY EAR, EVERYTHING CLEAR
NUMB THE PAIN, SHED A TEAR
BUT I'LL NEVER BE CLEAR, DISAPPEAR

FATAL [PROD. PULSE x AKVRI]

СМЕРЧЪ

BACK 2 THE END

PROD @SNAKEPITCH

LYRICS:
ay its apache
hanging dope sick in tha crypt 
im still an addict
never say  no to a conflict
im the chevy
blasting bullets out the windows bitch 
im always ready
to start war i got a deathwish
im fucking done 
go and run
last thing you see is the barrel of my shotgun
buckshot make sure ill hit everyone
of you motherfuckers thinking this is only fun
line you up and blast your fuckers brains out one by one
when i feel lonely
i pop me an oxy
my heads numbing slowly
in my head pain only
my thoughts unholy
think about death alot
i will never stop
yuh

CRYPT [PROD. SNAKEPITCH]

one year ago i dropped "SAINT // SINNER" for christmas, now i got yall again with a part 2, enjoy

lyrics:

NEVER CARED MUCH ABOUT MY LIFE
NEVER DID I EVER THOUGHT ABOUT HAVING A WIFE
UNTIL I MET HER, SHE LOOKED ME STRAIGHT IN MY EYES
SHE SAID HEY THERE WHATS UP
I REPLIED "WAIT WHAT YOU WANT?"
SHE SAID "CHILL IM NO SLUT"
"I JUST THOUGHT YOU LOOKED FUN, THATS WHY I WANNA TALK"
I WAS SCEPTIC AT FIRST
SHE SEEMED FULL OF THIRST
I EXPECTED THE WORST
DIDNT WANNA GET HURT

WE TALKED FOR A WHILE
YEAH THE TIME JUST FLEW BY
I TOLD HER STUFF AND SHE SMILED
SHE HAD A DIFFERENT STYLE
I LOOKED AT HER AND SHE LIKED
THE WAY I STARE IN HER MIND
SHE KNOW IM A DIFFERENT KIND


IN MY POCKET A KNIFE
HANDS SWEATING OH MY
GOD
WHY AM I LIKE THIS
I AM SHAKING OH SHIT
SHES REACHING OUT FOR A KISS
MY HEAD EXPLODING FUCK THIS
I PULL THE KNIFE ON THAT BITCH
I TOLD HER THAT SHE AINT SHIT
STAB THAT BITCH IN HER WRIST
STAB HER RIGHT IN HER HEART OH MY GOD
OH MY GOD
I PULLED THE KNIFE ON THAT BITCH
ON THAT BITCH
I PULLED THE KNIFE ON THAT BITCH
TOLD HER "YOU AINT SHIT"
GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY LIFE

LOVE [PROD. PULSE]

prod @pxlse

lyrics:
blood and brain matter streaming out my head
drop dead , full of dread
im a walking paradoxon laying in the riverbed
like corona imma spread

plague doctor meet your end
ending lives right in their fucking bed
bitch i am a rodent running down the alleyway
corpses buried in the clay
watch the city die away
hard breath everyday

breathe in all the pesticides
all my actions justified
the whole town is terrified
black plague made me devilized
white boy - devil eyes
lead me into suicide

black plague (x10)

BLACK PLAGUE [PROD. PULSE]

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don’t utter a word break your mandible
you trying to run it aint practical
as i grew old i got radical
breaking up outta the manacles

you isn’t more than a bitch, please
blood drip through the space in my teeth
the roots of the earth will consume you 
Wrap round your throat, you cannot breath

I, can’t  enter my mind, im always on the hunt to find some time
you, your teeth start to grind, my mental leaking out its unconfined

therootsofthisEarthwillconsumeyou w/ Takeer (fka UNDERTAKER) (prod. MASSACRE)

prod @pxlse

LYRICS:

black coat
white skin
death note
break yo chin
i got a lotta fucking guns on me
6 bottles of the hennessy
bitch i cannot gurantee
that my wrath killing nobody
liVe fast die young
imma catch u bitch
get hung
up on a tree
on a killing spree
still trust nobody
bitch FUCK *******

left right combo
hooks in your condo
free my man bando
ammo in my cargos
goth bitch she swallows
blowing out her back hoe
got the commando
smoke the tobacco

just let me die in fucking peace
swallow them pills everything piece by piece
tili what i need
drug addiction im a fiend
vision blurred i cannot see
kill em fuckapache

TRIGGER [PROD. PULSE]

prod @pxlse , lyrics:

ill snatch your soul mane
im dealing dope mane
my beamer black, bitch
thats my soulmate
im snorting cocaine
up in my brain
drive by shots fired leaving bloodstains

yuh

i pull the strings like a surgeon
step on the vermin
in form of a person
get rid of my burdens
switch lanes im merging
put a lot of work in
bitch im south german
tongue of a serpent
twentyseven virgins
wait behind a curtain
while im out here burning
engulfed in flames
poison in my veins
get out of my way
i aint stepping on the brakes
bitch nah
adrenaline in my brain
hang you pussys right by your motherfucking chain
dead, tripping 
weird bitch
get out of my way
im tired of your shit bitch i cant see ay

SOUL [PROD. PULSE]

fuck off my path
ride with me we'll crash aye
two faces get bashed aye
get the fuck out my map aye

sleep tight i been loosely me 
wake up and leave and shed the sheep ripe cattle battle bicker beef 
lost abilities to love and agree over stimulated world sick of seeing 
space out in my rhymes closed eye right being inside 
hand doing work for me
i cant but i wanna leave 
the lights where i wanna be
dull me down just to socialize and im fucking bored 
your insecurities typing hatred in message boards 
corporate store with a back pack we gon feed the poor 
peggy flow we make abstract for the walking morgue

dissociate [prod. frdm]

prod @pxlse

lyrics depth strida:

the legacy is back, its apache fuckin strida time
12 gauge fat shotgun bro aboutta pay the fine
torture him in my chamber 
red dots many laser
fuck him up
meet me later
pull up in pulses beamer
the masks aboutta crack
theres nothing i could hidemayne
you want me on a track
 but that shit not my type aye
apache on the lmg
and we put you up in light ay
fuck with us you get wet up
im not comparing size ay

uh fuck hit the uppercut
and you spit some blood
uh tell me what the fuck was up?
you dont got no bloods
uh catch me sneakin thru your block
hit apache walk
uh no i cannot stop
make his  fuckin body pop

apache:

the fucking king is back
ready to attack
hand out packs 
to the junkies who need crack
always armed with my strap
mac 11 drum mag
pull up in the night with a mask on
alright staying in the dawn
chopper and the ar
drum mag fmj yuh
still beneath the read
u pussies is fake yuh
really did the race yuh
and i never say no
pop pop big chopper on deck yuh

5. DROP! (FT. DEPTH STRIDA) [PROD. PULSE]

prod @snakepitch

lyrics:
aye, pull up with a fucking morning star
apache the knight, sp on the beat with the guitar
my bitch cooks me meals and lights up my new cigar 
running over fields, body armor full black yuh

aye, im the reaper of medieval times,
burning witches, slaughter people down in cathedrals
aye, i can hear the bald eagle scream
apache is fucked, theres only pure evil in my dreams

been a soldier since day one
my mission is to kill till im the only one
left alive, my body is a mess oh my,
left to die, is how i leave you laying in the night
sacrifice, my blood to the afterlife,
terrified, faces when i say goodbye

(hook)
apache the black knight
coming for you tonight
meet me in the afterlife
it is time to say goodbye
(x2)

(outro)
pull up with a fucking morningstar
apache the knight
sp on the beat with the guitar
aye, im the reaper of medieval times,
burning witches, slaughter people down in cathedrals
i can hear the bald eagle scream
apache is fucked, theres only pure evil in my dreams

2. KNIGHT [PROD. SNAKEPITCH]

You the type of nigga to go fucking on some kids
You the type of nigga to go beat your bitch
You the type of nigga to go copyrighting shit
You the type of nigga to think your a god and shit

Affinity what does it mean
Bitch I'm AFFINITYXIII
It mean you shouldn't be fucking with me

Bitch you fucking worthless
I hear you fucking worthless

Wayyuh you the type of nigga

Still worthless in this bitch

LOVE [PROD. PULSE]

DEATHSLEFTHAND

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