[Prod.ELE]
Mix & Master [ELE]
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https://genius.com/Ele-de-cha-cha-cha-3-lyrics
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(BR4CKET)
https://soundcloud.com/br4cket/tracks
www.instagram.com/bracket.77/?hl=de
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(RAZE)
https://soundcloud.com/77raze/tracks
https://www.instagram.com/razemp3/
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(Cover)
https://soundcloud.com/zyrom
https://www.instagram.com/prodzyrom/
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Cover Model:
https://www.instagram.com/stsenpai/
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[Intro: BR4CKET]
Trinken vodka und Bacardi
Группа шлюх идет за нами
Viele Keks auf deiner Party
Мои наркотики забрали

[Verse 1: ELE]
Gestrecktes Weed in deinen Taschen
Fick die bitch in deinen Laden
Digga, du musst nichts mehr sagen
Bitte stell mir keine Fragen

[Verse 1: BR4CKET]
Down mit der Clique
Sitzen an nem Tisch
Keine Mimik im Gesicht
Denn wir sind schon wieder dicht
Просто па курить и все вмире Забыть
Ich glaub ich bin verliebt, Bruder
Ich glaub ich bin verliebt, blyat

[Verse 2: ELE]
Siehst du meine fucking Narben
Täglichе Probleme schlagen auf mеin Magen
Du bist die Beute, Ich zeig dir die welt des Jagens
Cops kommen immer näher an meinen kragen
Soviel kann ich nicht tragen
Kann ich nicht tragen

[Verse 2: BR4CKET]
Wir cruisin' durch die nacht
All die Lichter in der Stadt
Homie bald haben wir geschafft
Мы не боимся Власт
Unter Strom, Tausend Watt
Перестань Сайбат
Was für bremsen, drück aufs Gas
Homie bald haben wirs geschafft

[Bridge: raze]
Bald haben wirs geschafft jaja
Bald haben wirs geschafft ugh aye

[Verse: raze]
Digga, bin weg, jeder glaubt ich bin tot
(Tot, tot, tot, tot)
Besuche grad Jupiter, Neptun und Mond
In meinem Bezirk, Digga, hast du ein Verbot
Jetzt stack mal Bread up, ich meine kein Brot
Ich tanz in dem Club und die Lichter sind rot
Ich hab keine Zeit für dich, fuckin' Idiot
Denn ich fliege herum wie ein fucking Pilot
Bin im full Suff, ja, mit ELE und Bracket
20 Gramm vakuumisiert in my jacket
Schieß auf den Boden, du jumpst wie ein Rabbit
Viel zu verklatscht, digga, bin voll auf Acid
Magen kaputt, digga, kann nix mehr essen
Bin viel zu krass, digga, kannst dich nicht messen
All deine Tracks, digga, kannst du vergessen
Rappe einmal auf Deutsch und du bist nur am stressen
Gib dir nen Stich, digga, ja ist game over
Sippe das lean in der mofuckin soda
Ballern herum in 'nem mofuckin rover
Kann nicht mehr pennen when I'm mofuckin sober

[Bridge: raze]
Digga, fick die ganzeSzene
S/o an ELE
S/o an Br4cket
S/o an 77
S/o an every fucking body!
2021, wir killen shit

[Outro: ELE]
Mit den Jungs durch die Nacht
Ich rede nicht von vielen
Es sind Leute auf die konnte ich schon immer zählen
Sie schmeißt wieder eine Pille
Sie will was erleben
Alle meine Jungs benehmen
Sich wieder mal daneben

Stream on Spotify!

Cha Cha Cha 3 (ft. BR4CKET & RAZE)

Prod: https://soundcloud.com/depthstrida2
Cover: https://www.instagram.com/melcfx/

Lyrics:

Motherfucker shouldve listened
Lately ive been feelin so distant 
Snakes in the grass keep hissing 
Think something in my life is missing 

So many times ive been giving 
Just shut the fuck up and keep living
it is time for a new beginning
Something ive always been thinking 

Nearly falling of the edge 
Up on the window ledge 
1 more step then it ends
Never gonna make amends 

Sick of this life 
Never alright 
Sick of this fight 
Never been tight with anyone 
See me go up in flames when i hit the sun


Gimme a hit from the bong aye 
give it no effort you gone aye
Never been better for so long aye 
Sever the letter was so wrong aye 

Look at the time when it go by 
Better Leave me alone and then go die 
Pick up the gun and then ask why 
Remember the pain and then click bye  

Distorted images 
Pain is limitless
Feel the dissonance
In this incident 

But fuck its difficult 
It is Almost biblical 
I need a miracle 
Shit its critical 

circle spinning in the eye of the demon 
He be grabbing my throat when im in the bed sleeping 
Ive been looking for meaning but i cannot stop bleeding
its the end of the road and it is suicide season aye


Fenrir

Suicide Season (Prod. Deviljin)

Cover by: https://www.instagram.com/melcfx/
Necrolynn: https://soundcloud.com/necrolvnn

Scatter

Scatter FT Necrolynn (Prod. Fenrir x Necrolynn)

Producer: @mxnty444
Featured artist: @smoke-bomb-00
Ty guys for making this song so good<3

[Xnfect]
smack a bitch across the lips
and watch her stumble down
This is what you'll get 
Fuck around and get hit
come down, i'll put you in a medical gown
running your mouth thru text, 
I'm like what's next
when i'm there you make no sound
these hands don't rest, 
Say it with your chest, 
I'll make the breath come out
There's nothing left, i feel that shit, heavy
know what i'm sayin? I can get petty
Stay in your lane, if there is any 
you love my name, you say that shit daily
what's wrong, Yeah there's no telling 
but i'm digging your grave, 
know what i'm sayin? 
forgetting your name, that shit always fades
that shit where you lay, that's where you'll stay

Hook:
I'LL DRAW BLOOD IN A KNIFE FIGHT 
IN A KNIFE FIGHT, YOU GO NIGHT NIGHT
CUZ I'LL SEE YOU ON THE UP SIDE
ON THE OUTSIDE, IN A KNIFE FIGHT

[Smoke Bomb]
Why would you create just to try offset your fate?
I been working in the groove challenging prophecy again
Sure we made alliance but I swear you not my friend
Bitch I stepped on you cause you a footnote to ascension
I know my worth, they want me now cause Smoke popped off
Been underground and raiding tombs to cope like lara croft
But I been killing this since seventeen, they know it pissed me off
I Tell em keep their fucking respect, that I don't need it at all

[Xnfect] 
let the lightning strike, and guide the, fire inside me 
can't say you don't like me so you wanna try me
too afraid to face, like i'm visine,
hear it thru the ivy,  put you in an IV
i'm hearing sirens, what a fuckin waste
I'm low on iron, lemme get a taste
These shots fired, on your fuckin face
I'm on the wire so let's conversate, okay 
But you won't, 
You'd rather sit at home, typing up a storm on your phone 
To everyone who don't know, what you are when you're alone
go psycho, like no one's home,
But you won't, 
You'd rather sit at home, typing up a storm on your phone 
To everyone who don't know, what you are when you're alone
go psycho, like no one's home

Hook; 
I'LL DRAW BLOOD IN A KNIFE FIGHT 
IN A KNIFE FIGHT, YOU GO NIGHT NIGHT
CUZ I'LL SEE YOU ON THE UP SIDE
ON THE OUTSIDE, IN A KNIFE FIGHT

KNIFE FIGHT Feat. SMOKEBOMB (PROD. MXNTY)

My Red Flags Are Collectable Now

https://youtu.be/VvK7wE5Zpes

VERSE 1 : @ghostofblu
VERSE 2 : @youngprophett
VERSE 3 : @zartan666
VERSE 4 : @yunghonja

FREE DOWNLOAD

𝖘𝖆𝖈𝖗𝖎𝖋𝖎𝖈𝖊 (𝖋𝖊𝖆𝖙. 𝖌𝖍𝖔𝖘𝖙𝖔𝖋𝖇𝖑𝖚, 𝖕𝖗𝖔𝖕𝖍𝖊𝖙, 𝖟𝖆𝖗 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖍𝖝𝖓𝖏𝖛)

PROD. @PXLSE
FEATURING @FUCKAPACHE
COVERT ART BY WWW.INSTAGRAM.COM/LENFANT_/

LYRICS

[DEPTH STRIDA]

WELCOME TO MY TORTURE CHAMBER
WHERE THE FLOOR IS JUST SANDPAPER
ILL MAKE SURE YOU WILL REMEMBER
THIS HOW I HANDLE TRAITOR

BLACK OPS
RED DOT
INTERROGATION GOT ME FED UP
LETS TALK
BOUT YOUR PROBLEMS I KNOW YOU FEEL MESSED UP
CANT STOP
NUMB THE PAIN WITH A FUCKING HEADSHOT
FUCKED UP LOCK YOU IN THE RED DOT AY	



KATANA DRAGS YOU TO NIRVANA
TIJUANA TWISTER FOR YOUR BROTHER
MOTHERFUCKER STOP THE STUPID DRAMA
STRIDA FLOW  NEED NO FUCKIN COMMA

FLEXIN FANGS  IM A BEAST
YOUR FLOWS WHACK NO IDEAS
YOUR SHIT GIVES ME DISEASE
MY FLOW GROWLING OVERSEAS

DEATH IS MY PROPHECY IM
BALLIN LIKE IN ROCKET LEAGUE
YOU'RE A BITCH DONT TALK TO ME
IM SHITTING ON YOUR STUPID BEEF
DEATH IS MY ODYSSEE
YOU DIE DOWN HERE COME TEST ME
I DONT CARE ABOUT SOME BEEF
CAUSE I GOT CURSED IM STUCKED TOO DEEP

STRIDAWALKING PASS A DUNGEON FOUND A KNIFE AND STAB THE GUNMAN
LOOTING STUFF THAT BRINGS CORRUPTION IM THE GOD OF THE DESTRUCTION
LET ME FOLLOW THE INSTRUCTION IM A SLAVE TO THE SEDUCTION
SOLD MY SOUL GOT ME CONCUSSION IM A SLAVE NO IM A PUPPET


[APACHE]

WELCOME TO MY TORTURE CHAMBER
WHERE THE FLOOR IS JUST SANDPAPER
ILL MAKE SURE YOU WILL REMEMBER
THIS HOW I HANDLE TRAITORS

PUT THE CORPSE IN ACID
GET RID OF THE ASHES
THIS IS HOW IM ACTING
I AM A ASSASSIN 

END YOUR MISERY
MAKE YOU HISTORY
FEEL THE SYNERGY
FEEL THE BURNING HEAT

TORTURE CHAMBER

TORTURE CHAMBER W/ APACHE [PROD. PULSE]

@biv


lyrics


what in the world has it happened to this 
and i feel like it’s stupid i’m pissing out shit 
from the bag the xanax i’m popping you bitch 
like who in the fuck are you speaking it with 
all those people you have in your circle 
not with the action you talking bout hurdles 
i’ve over come almost everything 
and hearing bout bitches and diamond rings

im bout to bust and aim at shit
bullets through almost everything 
y’all don’t look at subtle things 
only what everyone can bring 

i will go aim at every entrance 
popping with smoke like a bad intention 
all of you rappers are just infections 
learn your lesson four fake depression 
idiot stay out my fucking mentions 
you wanted this now you fucking get it 
selling your soul for a golden pendant 
bitch i’ll send it bitch i’ll send it 

YOU RUNNING WHAT GOT NO PULSE RUNNING FLAT 
ALL OF THEM SINGING THE WORDS IM IN FACT 
DYING IN CIRCLES I CUT ALL OF THAT 
WRIST WHAT I DRAG I  NO FUCKING LACK 


THE WORLD SPINNING SLOWER AS I FUCKING CHOKE 
I HOPE TO GOD THAT THE DEVIL GRABBED MY ROPE 
KICKING AND FLAILING IM SEEING MY ENDING ITS OVER AND OVER THE WALLS STARTED BENDING 
IM OPEN TO STARTING AGAIN BUT THERES NOTHING 
THE WORLD BECOMES DUST UNDERNEATH MY DEPRESSION 
HEARTS BEATING SLOWER AS I STARTED FENDING ALL FOR MYSELF WHAT GENIUS LESSON

@biv

Top class, any bitch with a flat ass,
Have this man feignin for the cat,
Pussy make this fucka runnin back,
Seems a fucka been cummin fast,
Pain misery, you feel that?
You expecting me to feel bad?
Below the belt, finna hit that,
Self respect get tossed back,
Don't be comin when she fall back,
Now's the time for the relapse,
Get out of pocket, get your jaw cracked,
Need a broad like a hole in the cap,
Thought maybe you would like that,
Ya body count been false facts,
Your life bluer than my ballsack,

If I take it back, attach, she throw it back,
Now that's a fact, to pass ya act, there's no attatch, and further more we notice that, you think you slick, you hold my jack, you hold my pack, my nuts in fact, I busted in and out just like the trap,
I got my smile like mask,

Fuckas gone get it poppin,
Dick swingin man, that shit knockin,
6 inches got ya bitch rockin,
Fuck the profit, I don't share pockets,
Call it what you want it, call it like I got it,
I see talk, but the walk is silent,
The walk is silent

Say what you need,
I'm just speaking peace,
Supreme class, 
I claim fuckery

Can't trust ya face, you place ya case, and blame the way you think, and what the people say, you dug ya grave, and can't escape, ya fold ya ways, don't come around, this ain't ya place, you waste of space, a mothafucka wanna play these games,

Take that bitch on a getaway,
Bitches pussy like a giveaway,
Brother man, do the runnin man,
Spend a 100 bands, if the bitch will stay,
We ain't never gonna be the same,
Another level like we Escalade, uh
You hold ya problems to escalate, uh
You hold ya problems to escalate, uh

You finna ghost that's fine now, yuh 
Had my brothers since 09, yuh
Never been trippin when it's go time, yuh
Only time you score, when it's foul line, yuh
Don't come around me or mines now, yuh
Don't come around me or mines now, yuh

I HATE MYSELF MORE THAN YOU (FEAT. BIV) [PROD. BIV]

Featuring and co produced with @istasha

go listen to all his music or ur lame

Lyrics:

bridge: Na$tii
came in with a bang lil bitch get fucked 
you don’t wanna swang on the kid good luck
40 to my brain hollow tippin I’m tripping
come get a witness cause this 40 right here I trust 
x2
verse 1: Na$tii
young dirty cutter 
yeah my skin look like a battleground 
staring at the lock, pick a time 
to come up in the house
shawty wanna fuck but affection
put you in the ground 
couple plastics bags and a tank
I won’t make a sound 

I won’t say a fucking word
u ain’t listen anyway 
put you in the dirt
or jus leave you in the alleyway
bro he mixing chemicals 
now they going in my veins 
bitch I’m a guerrilla 
bloc black I’m renegade 

chorus: Na$tii
killer got a gun
killer got a god complex 
x4

bridge repeats: Na$tii

Verse 2: @istasha
Fuck what I'm digging 
The shovels off and I'm done 
You stay in parasite hours 
Survive on lead from the gun 

Oppressed to face that the barrels are leaking open not calm 
And see your brain fail 
This ain't savant days

Drain 
When your left up 
Uh 
Running it back on medicine 
Never set up 

One with no face 
But his chest up 
bout to see you wreck it like 
Honestly not a bother in novelty 
Uh

Shooting it over off like a javelin 
Split open wigs like a pair of pins 
Inattention 

Knock on the frame and the seams degraded
Facing the cages your locked and faded

Fucking with no false light 
the stasis 
Break open crack out the places
Sought it into pathos and lost in oasis
Turning over
Bitch and then you're back into your basics 

chorus: @istasha 
Killer got a gun 
Killer got a god complex
x8

outdo: @istasha 
Fuck what I'm digging 
The shovels off and I'm done 
You stay in parasite hours 
Survive on lead from the gun 

Oppressed to face that the barrels are leaking open not calm 
And see your brain fail 
This ain't savant days

God Complex Ft. Istasha The Scrub

NECROLYNN :

I'm stacking racks in the backseat
Swerve off the fucking street
Drifting on the pavement I'll send you to the cemetery
Shove you down the sewers while I'm sipping on the henny
You never made a penny, wise words from a friend :
Boy you shouldn't fuck with me
Undead witch, I'm a Lich on the loose
You're a clown about to lose
Leave you face down in the mud 
I'll smite you down like I'm Zeus
Hang you up like a Halloween prop
Down another cup when I hear your neck pop

Deadman mafia
Corpse gangsta
I cruise in the fucking matte black Cadillac
Got my gun out, wearing balaclava
Motherfucker you're about to get gunned down
Smash a goddamn ATM with your fucking head
I need all the cash I can get, Necro tryna be King of the Dead
Need more death in my life, I'm a run & gunner
Burn your fucking city down i'm feeling like Windrunner

Bloodshed black & red like the cold blade
Dark with your dried blood, you better be afraid
I'll be using all your bones to build my Empire
When you're part of my throne I know forever you will suffer

DEPTH STRIDA : 

Drop dead
Never trust a fucking bitch or get backstabbed
Rising from the Abyss I'm the death's hand
I want checks, I want stacks, I want cash man
Toxic flow, ain't nobody catch me lacking

Bitch I got a lot of money in my fucking bank
If you're tryna beef I might just pull up in a tank
All you bitches call me rapper cause of Second Hand
Sweet exotic flows, try to comprehend

Oh
Damn
Abyssal is on top now
All these people look at us they're waiting for a showdown
Oh
Damn
Let's give them what they want
Necrolynn plus Strida flow been fucking this shit since day one
(x2)

GUTTER FT. DEPTH STRIDA [PROD. 0186]

Lyrics:

hold me control me now
I am so vulnerable
break me I won’t get out
swallow my soul

Hold me control me now
I am so vulnerable
Break me I won’t get out
Swallow my soul
Bleeding me whole again
Heel with my Poison 
If only for a moment 
Time isn’t rollin 
Watch me I’m broken
Fix me till am hole again
Just end all this suffering 
You cut me to pieces 
You’re part of my puzzle
Bleed with the sun
I won’t see you tomorrow 
I’ll be gone when morning comes 

tell them I’m fine
as I’m wearing my smile
tighten grip on the knife 
as I aim for the sky 

Tell them I’m fine
As I’m wearing my smile
Tighten grip on the knife 
As I aim for the sky 

Tell them I’m fine
But my world is upside down
I’m so tired of lies
Put an end to my life
x2

EXITSTRATEDGY (Prod.Fatal-M)

@mercenariescollective
@bleaklegion
@mfnf
second account
@depthstrida2

most of the art, also the banner are from my partner and brother @lenfantlondon // https://www.instagram.com/lenfant_/

TORTURE CHAMBER W/ APACHE [PROD. PULSE]

Depth Strida