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CARBON II ft. Do Not Resurrect ⌖ (Prod. S1NINJA)

Only Those Who Have Felt The Knife

Mixed by @aaaktive
IG; @wtfdelirium

First things first you a bitch and we got problems
Whenever I see him I'mma leave him behind caution
Yellow tape, he went straight into the coffin
If you wanna try it we can do it its an option
Pound a plant, I need dozens I need orchards
Zkittlez pack, smoke in Bentleys and in Porches
Go and bend it back I'm tryna fuck until I'm nauseous
Higher living keep my pistol in my Bosses
Too much of the same shit
Pull-up just to give them all a 12 gauge facelift
Heard that motherfucker claiming, no basis
It don't mean a thing because these bitches just say shit
irrelevant
Boy your end is definite
Stacking up a milli bitch its clearly not an estimate
Clearly you a bitch, real shit, fuck the rhetoric
Wear a couple thousand on my body come and hit this lick
I been high since day one
Smoking with my day ones
And we all got grey lungs
Talking out of pocket till he see me pussy say sum
he aint say nun
Choppa kicking I got Bruce Lee by my fucking wrist
No karate but ill pull-up and go chop his shit
Got me mad because theres blood all on these new Ricks
You don't want it if I up it bitch I wont miss
Who the fuck thought that I could be the wrong one
Can you see your life inside the barrel of the shotgun
If you thought we was Im here to tell you that we not done
As long as you breathing
Then we got a problem

PROBLEM (PROD. ANXIOLYTIC)

DEADEND9

MVRTYR x NIKKO - DEADEND9 [Prod. MVRTYR]

Little surprise drop, might put it on spotify if people like it!

SAMAEL (PROD. JODZI)

american psycho

jason dean takes revenge

PHANTOM.WAV (prod. zetto)

Mixed and Written by Big Roshi
Produced by Rulz On

Available on paid streaming platforms soon

Status Quo +Rulz On

part of my new project coming out soon. dropping everything on soundcloud for yall while i work on pushing them out to all plats. just signed with management its up from here

Percules (feat. Luna!)

WELCOME TO THE SIMULATION

LINEUP:
@DISTORTIONTHE1
@YUNGWIMBO
@C3OF
@VENTINGPALACE

ARTWORK:
@C3OF

PRODUCTION:
@DNATHARAPPER

MIXING:
@VENTINGPALACE

LYRICS:
(LORD DISTORTION)
Beretta shephard take you down to many levels 
Hella bellows coming out and roaring 
Scraping out the tent, your entry level 
I'm the tendril devil, groping you to hell the ghetto
Pull up in the chevy, metal shooting out the clip till death it's settled

But you Cease to be a threat 
Rub the feces on your flesh 
That PCP to give him rest 
Now the blue beam seem to be correct

I'm flexing out the cold north 
Desecrate your cohorts
Decorate the hemisphere with weapons like a cold war

(YUNG WIMBO)
I get the bag cuz I put in the work
Im blowing up so they call me yung kurt
Pop me a perc, Give em a smirk
Fuck with the dogs and get hurt, get put in herse
Sipping the mud never sip dirt
I got the guns so i shoot it like merc
I got the funds so i spend it like durk
I got the drugs so i sell it like clerk

Semi on me and it’s testing
Run up on me you gon lose your intestines
Ain’t no og, but you guessed it
Bitch you ain’t run the game I reffed it
And I checked it
You ain’t got funds in the bank
You ain’t as good as you think
Talking the shit like a septic tank
Don’t give a fuck what the fuck you think, bitch

(PAPA SLEEP)
Bodies get sold like a cold war mine dud
Hit the cold floor spill the blood up on the fucking rug
Chugging pesticide huffing petrol at your fucking ride

Dial 1800 hate your fucking life darknet type of sale
Hit the 9th circle flow is cold as hell
Trade you for some blow afraid of all the pale labyrinths where I dwell

Angel dust nap
Barcode tat on your neck that's a wrap
Out the rope in the bag
Do the 100 mile dash to the king with the rash when you fuckers searching for the fame that never last

(VENTING PALACE)
I’ve got a life and now I’m deemed irregular
Roll up a j, and fuck up my inhibitors
Watching you bleed, man that shit is spectacular
Rolex, a Patek don’t matter when you are dead

DOS Changed the game bitch
(dead on sight, dead on sight, dead on sight)
Ain’t nobody else the same bitch
(dead on sight, dead on sight, dead on sight)

COLD WAR (Single)

COLD WAR

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LYRICS:

Wake in the night with a thirst for ya might 
In a hearse, need a bite bet I rip that shit 
Death in sight pretty bitch on Ice 
Cut it up chop, dice then I eat that shit 
Cold, dead fright when In the bump at night, make’em beg for their life 
Know you want that shit 
Till I cut’em up 
Hang’em by the legs is how I put’em up 
Baby why you crying, lil bitch better suck it up  

Deadite, deadite 
Fill’em full a Benight
Sunny got da duffle 
the muzzle it be his finite 
Semi make’em buckle, 
a puddle he going night night 
Till I pop’em Like a bubble, the shovel it take his daylight 

Red eye 
Red eye 
Hollow give’em dead eye
Boy I pack a burner bringing force Jedi 
Couple demons in my circle you don’t wanna get near I 
Till I run up on a nigga let’em eat 10 kunai  
 
Better dip 
Coming for ya daughter want her venison 
Boy I pack a burner, I burn’em 
Into the sediment 
Semi in his belly 
I’m ready to bring the detriment 
Coming from the bottom I stomp’em
just like an elephant 
Nigga I’m a villain a villains 
I’m in my element 
Body stacking savage 
I’m at it 
I’m stacking melanin 
Ima bring the panic 
I stab’em just like some gelatin 
That Remi going static, I’m packing 
So y’all can never win 

Bitch I’m dead 
Drenched in red 
Better get a shotty, cuz I’m coming for ya neck no joke 
Shit cock back, then I bust two shells 
Hit a nigga like his momma, eat his whole front lobe 
Two steps back then I charge full front 
Got’em leaning over bleeding 
Cuz I ripped his throat 
You irrelevant 
petty little nigga come and get a bit 
Im chalking up and plotting on winning so y’all can never get 
(too legit)
Smoking on chronic I’m feeling hooligan 
testing all my patience I maybe might wear the suit again  
(booting in)
Jotting down my targets just like a bulletin 
looking for some trouble then nigga I’m feeling jubilant 
(Shoot again)
Munching on bitches up in my super den Bodies top a bodies, I take’em just like some medicine 
(Who again?)
Nigga ain’t nothing he feeling new again
Climb up out the well and then eat’em 
I want his mutagen

PROBLEM (PROD. ANXIOLYTIC)

DELIRIUM