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Apache fav

PROD @PXLSE | FEATURING @KILLG3

LYRICS:

DEATHSLEFTHAND:

DEATHS LEFT HAND
WHAT I AM
WHAT I STAND FOR
DEATH IN MY HEAD
I CANT STAND
ALL THESE DAMN THOUGHTS
GUN IN MY HAND
GUN ON MY HEAD
MAKE ME FUCKING END
ALL THE PAIN IVE FELT

IMMA GO TO HELL
WATCH ME DWELL
I CAN FUCKING TELL
ACT LIKE A FEMALE
YOU A BITCH I KNOW YOU SCARED

MADE FOR THIS SHIT
PUT A KNIFE IN YOUR BITCH
PUT THE KNIFE TO MY WRIST
GLOCK WITH NO FUCKING SWITCH UH

IMMA REST IN PEACE
IMMA LET YOU SLEEP
I MAKE YOU SAY PLEASE
BEGGING ME FOR PEACE
BEGGING ME FOR PEACE
MAKE YOU BLEED FOR ME
MAKE YOU SCREAM FOR ME
NOONE FUCKING OWNS ME

NOONE FUCKING OWES ME
REASONS FOR MY NOSE BLEEEDS
YEAH U KNOW I GOT THE SPEED IN THE BACK OF MY SEAT
I GOT CRACK AND SOME WEED
YEAH I KNOW THAT IM A FIEND
I GOT PILLS I GOT WAX
I GOT THIS I GOT THAT
BITCH YUH

G3:

DEATHSLEFTHAND GOT THE PILLS IN HIS BACK
WE PULL UP WITH THE BEAMER LOWNLYCLIQUE THE BIGGEST DEALERS
SWEAR TO GOD WE GOT GLOCKS M4S AND SOME MORE
WHAT EVER YOU WANT JUST RING US UP AND WE PULL UP

GLOCK TO YOUR HEAD MOTHERFUCKER DONT SHAKE
WE SHOOT THROUGH YOUR HEAD YOUR CORPSE FALLS INTO THE LAKE
SNAKES IN THE SEWERS WATCHING THE TOWN FROM THE SHADOWS
MOTHERFUCKER ROB YOUR BANK AND FIRE ADDOS ATTACKS YEAH

JUMP THROUGH THE WINDOWS BREAK THE POLICEMANS NECK
LIKE A DIRTY SLUG HES GOING TO THE GROUND
MOVE THROUGH THE BUILDING WE ARE BORN FOR THIS FEELING
NEVER STAB BACK FROM THE DANGER BLOW INTO THE FUCKING SHELTER

MONEY IN THE FUCKING BANK
WE WANT TO GET SOME HASH
RUN TO THE FUCKING CAR
BURNOUT FASTER LIKE A SHOOTING STAR
ESCAPE FROM THE POLICE
INTO UNDERGROUND BASE JA
KILLED ALOT OF MOTHERFUCKERS
NOW WE WANTED KILLAS

PULL UP 🎯 /w G3 [PROD. PULSE]

PRODUCED BY @PXLSE AND @KILLG3

LYRICS G3:

G3 NAME CHANGED AGAIN 
WITH THE VOCALS FROM HELL
I HOPE NOONE WILL REMEMBER MY NAME 
CAUSE THE WORTH OF MY HEAD IS ZERO DEAD 
NO FAM NO FRIENDS 
NO FAME NO GAIN 
LOOK AT MY STATE OF DECAY 
DRUGGED UP FUCKED UP 
BITCH CALL ME PLUG
SWEAR TO GOD MY LIFE SUCKS 
PSYCHOPATH IN AGONY 
TORMENT IS MY THERAPY
MY WRIST IS TRAGEDY 
FUCK ALL OF YOUR CHARITY 
YOU PRETEND TO BE GOOD 
BUT IN REAL YOU ARE A EGOISTIG PIECE OF SHIT 
SWEAR TO GOD 
YOUR LOOK MAKES ME FUCKING SICK 
CONTINUE TO SUCK DICK BITCH 
I FIRE GUNS WHILE I SCREAM HAIL SATAN SHIT

LYRICS DEATHSLEFTHAND:

DE DE DEATHS LEFT HAND
LASER SIGHT VISION SCANNED
ALL MY MOVES ARE PLANNED
KILOS IN MY BAG
BUSINESSES EXPAND
NOW YOU KNOW THE REASON WHY YOUR
BITCH GOT BANGED
IM THE MAN
CREDITCARD SCAMS
STRAIGHT FROM HELL
WHERE IM FROM
BITCH YOU KNOW I GOT THE GUN
NEVER EVER MESS WITH ME
GRAB HER BY HER BUN
LET THE BLOOD RUN
YOUR GIRL WANTS ME
BURY HER BODY
SKELETON SHAWTY
SIX FEET DEEP IN THE WOODS THAT SHIT GNARLY
WALK STRAIGHT IN THE TRAP
TELL EM WASSUP IM THE MAN
I GOT KILOGRAMS
NEVER SOBER WHAT I AM
SIX FEET DEEP IN THE WOODS THAT SHIT GNARLY
DEATHS LEFT HAND NEVER SAY SORRY

STATE OF DECAY (FT. G3) [PROD. PULSE x G3]

PRODUCED BY @KILLG3

LYRICS DEATHSLEFTHAND:

BITCH IM THE DEATHS LEFT HAND
BULLETS STRAIGTH TO YOUR HEAD
MOTHERFUCKER COME AND GET
YOUR PACK OF CAPS TO YOUR NECK 
YOU ARE NEXT
PUSSY I AM STRAPPED
BREATHING IN YOUR NECK
YOU KNOW YOU ARE NEXT
STAB THE DAGGER IN THE FLESH
YUH IM THE CHAINSAW MAN
CUZ I SLAUGHTER YOUR GANG
SEH DIE 110 UND RENN
CRASH THE BEAMER CUZ I RAN
FROM THE COPS WITH 110
NOW THEY ARE LOOKING FOR BEN
KANN SEIT TAGEN NICHT PENNEN
BITCH I AM ON THE RUN AGAIN
2 METER TALL MALE
BETTER NOT STAND IN MY WAY
YEAH U BETTER RUN AWAY
AR 15 GOT NO SWAY
SHOOTING BULLETS LET IT SPRAY
NO IM NOT OKAY  
PULL WITH THE AK
G3 GOT MY BACK AYE

LYRICS G3:

G3 MERCENARY 
GOT APACHE ON MY LEFT 
READY TO STEP YOUR FACE 
MOLOTOV INTO YOUR PLACE 
I DONT CARE ABOUT YOUR FAM
I DONT CARE ABOUT YOUR LIFE 
STACK THE BODY BAGS ON THE BAG 
OF THE E36 GANG SHIT 
BANG SHIT 
GLOCK TO YOUR HEAD 
WATCH YOUR BRAIN SPLIT 
BRAIN SPLIT 
G3 DEVILS ARM ON THE DARK CHAIR 
MOTHERFUCKER GOT THE MURDER STAIR 
M4 WITH THE FORGRIP 
BITCH YOU ARE SO DEAD 
TAKE YOUR CRAP 
BULLETS TRAVELL THROUGH THE MAN 
OPPS ON THE GROUND 
BURN THE CORPSES ON THE PYRE 
REVOLUTION OPEN THE GODDAMN FUCKING FIRE 
GUNSHOTS IN THE AIR 
MOTHERFUCKER DIE 
YEA

PANIC (FT. G3) [PROD.G3]

(PRODUCED BY @pxlse )

(PRE-CHORUS)
WORDS ARE DARK, VOICE IS LOW
DEATHSLEFTHAND, YOU KNOW MY NAME HOE

(CHORUS)
MY WORDS ARE DARK, MY VOICE IS LOW
DEATHSLEFTHAND, YOU KNOW MY NAME HOE
WORDS ARE DARK, VOICE IS LOW
DEATHSLEFTHAND, YOU KNOW MY NAME HOE

(VERSE)
I'M A BLACK MAGE IN THIS GAME
A MODERN DAY WIZARD, YEAH I CLAIM
MY MIND IS A TEMPLE OF RAGE
A FORTRESS OF ANGER
NEVER QUESTION MY FAITH
NEVER STOPPING, NEVER SLEEPING
MY WORDS ARE THE WEAPONS I'M KEEPING
TRAMMED UP, XANNED UP, CAN'T STOP
ON THIS RAP GAME ROLLERCOASTER, I DROP
MY MIND IS A MACHINE, I NEVER STOP
DEATHSLEFTHAND, I'M ON THE TOP
MY WHIP IS SLEEK, MY SPEED IS FAST
THREE SIX, I CRUISE WITH A LS
DEVIL'S MUSIC, I PLAY ON REPEAT
DRIVING THROUGH LIFE, I'M NEVER COMPLETE
FUCK YOUR RULES, FUCK YOUR LAWS
I LIVE BY MY OWN, YEAH I'M THE BOSS

(OUTRO CHORUS)
WORDS ARE DARK, VOICE IS LOW
DEATHSLEFTHAND, YOU KNOW MY NAME HOE
WORDS ARE DARK, VOICE IS LOW
DEATHSLEFTHAND, YOU KNOW MY NAME HOE

EXORCIST [PROD. PULSE]

cry love

BLADES ON MY BACK ( prod. Surrealcash )

TELL U WHAT ILL DO ᵂᴵᵀᴴ HXNJV

Produced by @istasha
Mixing by @istasha & @fucksailor
Cover art by @fucksailor

ISTASHA x FUKKSAILOR - Friendly Neighborhood Tune

SURPRISE

LYRICS APACHE:

AYE ITS THE CHOPPER GUNNER
THE BLADE RUNNER
FUCK YOUR GAMES THIS AINT THE SAME FUCKER
THE BLOOD SUCKA
CUT YOUR CORPSE UP WITH A PAPER CUTTER
MAKE YOU SUFFER
AYE, ITS THE CHOPPER GUNNER

YALL AINT BOUT SHIT
APACHE WRIST SLIT
ALWAYS BEEN A MISFIT
WHY YOU TALKING, DO IT

YALL AINT BOUT SHIT
APACHE WRIST SLIT
ALWAYS BEEN A MISFIT
WHY YOU TALKING, DO IT

REST IN PIECE,
SIX FEET DEEP
WATCH ME CREEP
LAY YOU INTO SLEEP
CRUSING IN MY JEEP
DONT GIVE A FUCK ABOUT YOUR SHIT BITCH

THIS THAT TRIPLE SIX SHIT
I TASTE BLOOD IN MY SPIT
I SEE BLOOD ON MY WRIST
YALL ARE HYPOCRITES BITCH

LYRICS DEPTH STRIDA:

MERCENARIES
SPLIT YOU IN A HALF AND MAKE THE SHIRT LOOK
FUCKING DIRTY
THIRTY ROUNDS WILL GET YOU DOWN AND YEAH IM
VERY THISTY
FOR THE BLOOD OF BITCHES OH MY GOD PLEASE HAVE SOME
MERCENARIES
STRIDAWALKING IS MY BUSINESS 
MERCENARIES CALL US MISFITS
PAY THE PRICE OR SAY GOOD BYE
TO YOUR DUMB LIFE IM ONE A KIND
DEACEASE YOUR TRIBE AND MAKE IT MINE AND
I DONT CARE I THINK IM FINE CUZ
YOUR WHOLE LIFE IS ON THE LINE SO
TAKE A STEP BACK READ THE SIGNS
BLOOD ON MY AIRFORCE
TAKE A BITCH INTERCOURSE
STRIDA GOING DAMN HARD
MERCENARIES IS THE SOURCE

CHOPPER FT. DEPTH STRIDA [PROD. PULSE]

THANK YOU TO ALL WHO HELPED ME WITH THIS ALBUM

prod @pxlse

lyrics:
day 1 
war declared by everyone 
time to get out my old gun
siren sounds in the town
theyre loud
i see everybody run
is my life now fucking done?
or the war finally won?

airstrike 
bomb sounds in my psyche
i cant hear it anymore 
throw myself right on the floor
welcome to the cold war
but this time its full of gore

i can hear screams at my door
i wont let them in my home no
i can hear screams at my door
i wont let them in my home no

i see everybody run
is my life now fucking done?
or the war finally won?
or the war finally won?

7. COLD FT. DEPTH STRIDA [PROD. PULSE]

lyrics:

bury you six feet deep
always follow my scheme
make you pussyboy sleep
in the night watch me creep
ill make sure this one will hurt
im a fucking introvert
put your body in the dirt

if you try me 1 on 1 you can bet that im the winner 
cuz i am addicted to painkillers
take a look in the mirror
one wrong word and i will pull the motherfucking trigger

still dont give a motherfuck about the scene
got the glock with a beam
aim it right at your spleen
cut your head - guillotine
30 round magazine
drown the room in gasoline

i am antisocial
i got no emotions
see the world in slow motion

i cant think straight like like a motherfucking fag
everytime i hear ur name i wanna fucking gag
time to reload my mag
time to ride my own wave
all you rappers are my slaves
bitch get out my way
get out my way
get out my way
get out my way
get out my way

6 FEET DEEP [PROD. PULSE]

Girl ur sight is blurred
u know what I mean 
I don't feel a thing
hell is up on earth
tryna dodge a curse
tryna hit me back
gotta watch the fuck out
bro I disatached 
a soul of a man, gotta live wit that
aint got no love fo my next
I could never forgive a rat
cuz I could never forgive me that
gotta take care of things
when u got the chance
things will hit ur back
if u miss that 
if u need a lifehack
just listen up
I can get u attached 2 what I got ah
rare knowledge dark shades of red
things I did u aint seen in college
I get u salvation quick 
by simply killing ur bitch
I'm sick of all of these bitch ass fucks
talk triple six but act pegi six
ur bullshit is kids stuff
that might be cuz ur still a kid ah
let me warn u once
stop spamin my fuckin inbox
I know how 2 make a fuckin letterbomb
an I know how 2 find out where 2 send
who wanna test my patience
it's limited 
death is my fav fragrance
I'm literally full of hatred
been tryna get rid of d's in my body 
but every single one came back
cant get against, this aint my rules
I'm just a snake trapped in a basket
gotta dance when my master plays the flute

BRING THE LIGHT

"HALF LIFE"
THE VERY FIRST COLLABORATIVE EP FROM DEADEMANE & ERROR SVI.

DEAD TO ME [PROD. DEADEMANE]

heres a track off my upcoming DEAMON EP. stay tuned for more soon.

oh shit
my choppa got a foregrip
all my bitches foreign
all my whips is foreign
Imma keep it pourin
latino bitch she boring
ill rearrange her organs
hennessy im pouring

ay its the black mage
with the 12 gauge
shotgun straight in your motherfucking face
go call your mates
its too late
too late to be saved

cuz all i do is rap
hit em with the strap
fold em like a map
knock him with a jab

now whats the matter
whats the deal
what is going on forreal
ive been silent
keep it real
got the tool it is concealed
death row, last meal
time to take the final pill
my liver is just pure steel
lungs are iron thats forreal
now whats the motherfucking deal
apache keep it real
apache keep it real

FOREGRIP [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

PANIC (FT. G3) [PROD.G3]

DEATHSLEFTHAND

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