running with the package ay im feeling like a postman catch me in the city im so pretty i get hoes mad

Best

Listen on Spotify https://open.spotify.com/artist/4yEIAPWkRLfhnWYl75QsEU?si=s-0SzemFSA2WQyBJsi1E6A
Prod - https://soundcloud.com/realbvphxmet

Lyrics

Lick my fucking brain watch me vomit on your grave
Eat my fucking sanity burn me with your flame
Get fucked swallow blood never folding I've got the poison in my lungs cuz I'm breathing
Life's not a blessing that is for certain
May the suffering awaken torched by the serpent
Every bitch a fucking cunt
Ima cut you squirting blood
Darkness is my only drug killing scum high as a bird

Human worms that I'm above digging through the flesh and blood
Oops I think I touched a nerve
Watch a whole fucking family burn
Puke your guts out as you squirm
Grab that handle and grip it firm
Dig that knife deep into sternum
As you die swallow my sperm

You think I ain't hungry motherfucker I'm starved I am over here salivating chewing on My arms
Gutted fuck eviscerated
Snake eyed vision swallow patience
Yellow scars inside my soul
I will gladly lose control
Listen you fuck cuz you're nothing but dirt
You don't fuck with a serpent I spit with a curse
Dig for your heart and I squeeze until it bursts
Follow the arrows down until it burns

Father of fire
Let's burn them up higher
Kill them burn them
Kill them burn them all

TORCHED BY SERPENT TONGUE (Prod BVPHXMET)

PROD. ME

CHOOSING TO BE AN ARTIST IS A MENTAL ILLNESS
I'M PROBABLY GONNA QUIT MAKING MUSIC SOON
I JUST DO NOT GIVE A FUCK ANYMORE
I PLAYED THIS SONG ON TOUR A LOT

I SMOKE FREEBASE CRACK LIKE HUNTER BIDEN

LYRICS:

SAID I DON'T GET ONLINE AND ASK YOU WHAT IT'S LIKE I DON'T CARE WHAT YOU FIGHT
THEY DECIDE
I SIT BACK AND STACK MY FUCKING VOCAL TRACK
CATCH YOU RIGHT OUTSIDE I'M ON THIS BUS FOR FUCKING 25
THEY DECIDE
IF I EVER SEE THE DAY I'M 25

WHY WOULD I SPEND ANY TIME ON MAKING WHAT I THINK YOU WANT
I CAME OUT TO STAND ON TOP HIS NECK JUST LIKE A FUCKING COP
I KEEP WISHING DEATH ON ALL MY FRIENDS AND I CAN'T MAKE IT STOP
I CAN'T EVEN TAKE MYSELF TO BED BECAUSE HE NEED TO ROT

I KNOW WHERE I'M FUCKING UP AND WHERE I GOT MY SHIT ON LOCK
I DON'T NEED YOUR HELP I KNOW EXACTLY WHAT I FUCKING WANT
MAYBE YOU'RE UPSET BECAUSE I WORK AND NOW THEY GIVE A FUCK
SORRY THAT YOU FEEL LIKE I'M YOUR ENEMY I'M REALLY NOT

TELL ME IF YOU HEAR IT IN MY VOICE THAT I'M NOT FEELING RIGHT
I BEEN UP FOR HOURS AT THIS POINT SO IT'S ON FUCKING SIGHT
I GIVE UP ON MUSIC ALL IT DOES IS MAKE ME FUCKING FIGHT
CAN'T REMEMBER WHAT I EVEN WANTED SO I REALLY MIGHT

I COULD TALK TO EVERY SINGLE FRIEND AND I STILL FEEL ALONE
I PUT EVERY PART OF WHO I AM AND I GOT NONE TO SHOW
I SPEND EVERY DAY IMPRESSING PEOPLE I DON'T FUCKING KNOW
IF I COULD I'D FUCKING DISAPPEAR THAT'S WHAT THEY WANTED THOUGH

I KNOW PEOPLE THINK I GOT IT SET DON'T FUCKING TALK LIKE THAT
WORRY 'BOUT MY FRIENDS JUST LIKE I CARE THEN I DON'T CALL THEM BACK
I CAN'T EVEN WALK OUTSIDE 'CAUSE NOTHING MAKE ME HAPPY, BET
TELL YOUR FRIENDS EXACTLY WHAT YOU DID THAT'S WHAT YOU FUCKING GET

FUCK YOUR EXPECTATIONS, ANTI-MEDICATED PIECE OF SHIT
WHY WOULD I DESERVE IT ALL I EVER DID WAS FUCKING BITCH
EASIER IT'S SAID THAN DONE BUT WISH I MAKE YOU FUCKING SICK
SHIT DON'T REALLY MATTER THAT'S 'CAUSE NOTHING EVER

LET ME WEAR YOUR SHOES.

LINEUP:
@BLCKK

PRODUCED BY @BLCKK
ART BY @C3OF

10-4

kill ebola 

pulling chord till i catch bluff while they making fun i go and have fun uh
making more till im fucked up do you think i matter never felt like one
scattered room in dusty dome 
u wanna be wrath let me know 
everything turned nothing 
one day youll learn 
insert clever something another 
nest for the birds

gullyspit

gully going to the place where the stillborn age slow
bad ideas and they come in by the case load
filled up with metal he just like a  pay phone
weed like a terror cell 
everything growing at home
head on spike 
leaving blood on the throne
i hate the underground 
cause of the clones
she wants to hate me
but I make her
filled up with acid i feel like a battery
scraping the bowl it look black as a crow
i see the residue all on the plastic 
and all of the numbers are covered in snow
hang from the rope 
hung like a body bag
hooks in shoulder
they cannot fuck with the red devil soldier 
in for the kill 
closeup
leave the rest to the Ebola
bitch we got ‘em like

wrath w/ gullyspit [prod. kill ebola + gullyspit]

PROD. ME

LYRICS:

I, ONLY MAKE SOMETHING DIE QUICKER
COULDN'T FUCK WITH ME 'CAUSE MY BLOOD THICKER
FUCK, EVERYBODY I'M FUCKING BITTER
I'M NOT FINISHED BITCH I'M A FUCKING SINNER

GO TELL THEM FUCKING PEOPLE GIVE IT UP
YOU COULDN'T KILL ME IF YOU HIT ME WITH A FUCKING TRUCK
TWO HUNDRED FIFTY FIVE AND I FORGOT TO FUCKING JUMP
SAID I DON'T GIVE A FUCK I PROMISE YOU I'M GETTING UP

I MAKE MY FUCKING PROFIT OFF OF TELLING YOU YOU SUCK BITCH
I JUST KEEP WINNING OFF THE ALCOHOL AND LUCK BITCH
ALL YOU FUCKING EVER WANNA HEAR ME TALK 'BOUT DUMB SHIT
TRUST ME 'BOUT THIS SHIT SAID IF I CATCH YOU FUCKING RUN BITCH
X2

FUCK, WHAT YOU HEARD 'BOUT ME
BET I COULD CATCH A BULLET WITH MY FUCKING FRONT TEETH
AND Y'ALL DON'T KNOW SHIT, TELL 'EM LIVING NOT FREE
AND NOBODY I GOT, GIVE A FUCK ABOUT ME

BACK TO PUTTING PEOPLE IN THE FUCKING GROUND
PUSH HIS FUCKING HEAD UNTIL HE FUCKING DROWN
CAN'T FUCK WITH ME GO FUCK 'ROUND WITH SOMEBODY ELSE
SAID I DON'T GIVE A FUCK AND FUCKING GO TO HELL

I MAKE MY FUCKING PROFIT OFF OF TELLING YOU YOU SUCK BITCH
I JUST KEEP WINNING OFF THE ALCOHOL AND LUCK BITCH
ALL YOU FUCKING EVER WANNA HEAR ME TALK 'BOUT DUMB SHIT
TRUST ME 'BOUT THIS SHIT SAID IF I CATCH YOU FUCKING RUN BITCH
X2

MUSIC VIDEO

I CAN CATCH A BULLET WITH MY FRONT TEETH

prod. biv X blckk

lyrics:

said I just wanna talk to you,
why we gotta fight all the time
let me walk with you
this the typa shit that's on my mind
I can't fuck with you
if it's always internet shit
post about me and then you still all over my dick
tell these people the truth you don't hate me
bullshit, I don't believe that I want it all
tell these people the truth I want it all

I feel like it's adderall that's inside of my system
I can't argue with you 'bout which one of us the victim
I stay up at night and do my shit I got my fit on
6AM I'm up I'm getting bitter this my fifth one
apathy been creeping in
shit I seen but never did
this shit too routine for him
fuck em I been swimming in my own problems
that I made for myself I got my role models
getting drunk in the mirror

I can't function alone that's my problem
even if I wanted to I couldn't go without 'em
by the time I'm dropping shit I hate it and I'm past that
no I never wanted you why the fuck would you ask that
everything I gave you I take it all back
you didn't deserve me everyone know that
I was lying I don't hate you like that
keep it down they don't need to hear that

internet

Rot in HD

BORN_DEAD {astro + icon}

PROD. @mrchambersss , THANKS FOR THIS AMAZING BEAT BABE

MIX/MASTER @deadmemxry

LYRICS

TALKING TO THE MIRROR I DONT WANNA FEEL ALONE
HES STARING AT ME LIKE I AM JUST A CLONE

TELLING ME TO DIE ALONE
MEDUSA TURN ME INTO STONE
IM PETRIFIED FROM HEAD TO TOE
JUST CLEAR THE FLESH OFF OF MY BONES

REBORN IN DEVIL ARMS
HEAL ME FROM THIS FUCKING HARM
FALLING FOR INCUBUS CHARM
IM A SLAVE TO HER COMMAND

THROAT LACED IN THOUSAND THORNS
HANGING ON THE DEVILS HORNS
COAT FROM OBLATED GOATS
 PREACHING EVERY SATAN QUOTE

2X
TRAPPED IN THE DREAMSIDE
I DONT THROW NO PEACE SIGNS
SKY LOOKS LIKE RED WINE
LEAVE BEHIND YOUR GUIDELINES

STRIDIN THRU THE CHAMBERS BITCH MY HEART IS FULL OF ANGER
TEMPERATURE GLACIER AND THE FLOOR IS MADE OF PAPER


NOW WE GOING REAL HORROR
BURY ME IN SEA WATER
IMMA BE THE DEATH LAWYER
SUE YOU LITTLE SHIT TALKER

TRACE YOU UP LIKE CHRIS WALKER
YOURE HIDING IN A LOCKER
THEY CALL ME THE BLOODSTALKER
OTHERWISE THE BIG MONSTER

PROZAC LACK HEARTATTACK RUN IT BACK
RELAPSE TO COGNAC I BEEN FEELIN STRESSED FROM THE FLASHBACKS
I JUST NEED SOME REST YES MY WHOLE LIFES A BIG MESS
GOT NO FAMILY TO CELEBRATE  CHRISTMAS

ONE TWO THREE FOUR SLITS ON MY WRIST BITCH
SATAN HIT ME WITH TWENTYTHOUSAND DEATHWISHS
I DONT GIVE A SHIT SINCE IM IMMORTAL
WARPIN THRU THE DEVILS PORTAL
SPEAK TO ANGELS LIKE ITS NORMAL

2X
THOSE WERE FIVE NIGHTS WENT FROM HELL TO DREAMSIDE
CAUGHT ME DRINKING CYANIDE TO  MAKE SURE THAT IM ALRIGHT

FIVE NIGHTS [PROD. MR. CHAMBERS]

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]

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]

https://soundcloud.com/istasha

Lyrics:
Skull broke it get brittle as the jaw bone 
Breaking down particles of sludge into its maw soaked 
Goop dripped tubes ripped hanging out the bottle 
Loose lipped, two shits handled by tomorrow 


Large ligths flash gonna send him on a bad way 
dark night path catch him emptying his ash tray 
Yall type last at like everything it's that way 
Ammo In the sack we be flexing out the back way 

Mince meat shit 
Taking cover on his blitzkrieg 
Dig deep pits, 
push him over and we fill these 


Medicine 
Hella gifted 
Watching when I'm not around 
30 round drum get to rocking if he popping out 

In the head I bet he bled the blue 
I got no interest 
in you 
I couldn't give a less it's TRUE 
That your a bitch 
We getting thru 


No soul, now he frigid as the north pole 
Reaching for the defcon, spread across the whole globe 
Hit crowd with the strike but I no sold 
Paid for this life fly a kite for the light bolt 

Haunted tree yard shit 
It's no way of getting out 
Your lost in these marshes 
Those old strays are ringing out 

Look like a Martin 
Deformed kid is kicking round 
Soft tissue cut in 
doctor gonna stick around 

God bring war 
lord bring loss 
Corpse on the floor 
Blood stains in tub 

It be disaster slipping on the gloss 
Found in the after, slug thru his gut 


I might fuck around 
Put a murder on a fucking leech 
Mangled up mind like the tendrils in my other reach 
You all in the cut when we smoke it up yuh 
Weapons equipped when we posted up aye 

Your in the middle of a crisis 
I'm not in the mood 
I'm falling to my cynical devices 

I'm like 
Kid you shouldn't try it 

Youd regret it in a second 
your statistics isn't risin 
youd delete all that you've made 
But wont admit that one likes it 


Can you pleas tell a story that is not wove 
On your knees simply begging for a spot oh 
Your one of those you ain't better than the lot tho 
Your pretty low on the totem in your spot oh

DEF CON [PROD. ISTASHA THE SCRUB]

SECOND SINGLE OFF OF THE "DEPTH STRIDA AND KAISERS JUNGLE ADVENTURES" PROJECT.

prod. @prodkxiser
featuring and mastering by @nwdeath
artwork by @c3of

[STRIDA]
running with the package ay im feeling like a postman
 catch me in the city im so pretty i get hoes mad
kaiser on the beat all you bitches look like clones damn
fuck  im on a streak who wants beef you get no chance

 why dont you come around and meet the fucking glock bitch
charging towards you, stab your body like a swordfish
you could say im back but im triple times toxic
you could pull the gat and i still would give no shit

[2PERCENT]
apathic expressions
im rolling up in flashy fashion
dont acknowledge you bitches
cuz we aint cool like that
and why you reachin
like you get that shit started
you aint about it
mind your manners
or I put you in the concrete

like some gravel and sand
you dusty motherfuckers biting
like you dont understand
you aint a gangster
youre abiding all the laws in your land
fatty running from the cops
but he slow cuz he fat and he get caught

[STRIDA]
feeling like im in sekiro	 
cause i am the only thread
its the lone wolf 
coming at you and im showing fangs
shinobi execution cause i fucking like blood
mercenaries black cash got you fucking hyped up

pulling up with 2percent 
we make sure youre notwinning bitch
aye i got the glockie
 and im ballin like its quidditch bitch

dropping harry potter lines im bagging you to riddle it
read between the lines the only message is "go suck a dick"	



[2PERCENT]
like some stray dog
barking at cars
bitch shut the fuck up
surrounded by sleeping npcs
bitch wake the fuck up
but they like what they like
got plastic sticking to my feet and it be
sprayed in darker silver like they metal or in streets
bitch get off my fucking feet
been draggin trappy choleric type
catch me catching 
reading facial microexpressions
disgusted.    jpg followed by ist alright
telling lies johhny johhny
bout check catch a fucking fade
like he is visiting a barber shop

WELCOME TO THE JUNGLE

WELCOME TO THE JUNGLE W/ 2PERCENT [PROD.KAISER]

your personal 2 minutes of attention, congratulations

prod. @kirawthesavior, @ultrvn
master @kirawthesavior

lyrics

and i pack my gat
thousand bullets for one head
and they say
im sad
ay they say im fuckin trash

only one dope rapper in your fucking city ay
and its not you, call it motherfuckin pity ay
copy  all the shit u think that yous a fuckin affiliate
no no i can show you wheres the place for bitches
you can stay


oh you dont know me
huh?
lemme leak some screenshots ay
sucking on my dick for years
like motherfucking e-thots ay

im sad, im sad
and im trash

who the fuck are you to tell me that im nobody bitch
next time in your city you might eat a whole body bitch
go check out my comment section cause his girlfriend likes my shit
next time she dm me imma give her pass for strida dick

so i let her fuckin bang
shes a fan 
make her cheat on her own man
god damn she just tryna comprehend
that you whack, and im hunnit times as fresh
bitch you lack everything i fucking have

PAYBACK

PAYBACK [PROD. KIRAW, ULTRVN]

featuring @lvstforpain

[hook]
fuck im so mad hot
 wrapped up in kevlar
bitch i am nextup
smile in my reddot
fuck you aint flexed up
all you do is mad bark
lil dog get buck
otherwise you get fucked


all that ice on my wrist
(fuck im so mad hot)
 you better shut the fuck up
(otherwise you get fucked)
bitch you know who it is 
(bitch i am   next up)
ay im on that mercs shit
( wrapped up in kevlar)

[verse]
lungs drip
full clip
aint nobody but my clique
got a scar by my side and we whippin somethin swift
fuck a bitch
its legit
im the best
yous a bitch
get the fuck out my way
or the body crushes your chest

i got mad bands
froze hands
flows whack
no chance
oh damn
smoke grams
till i fuckin pass out 


i want black cash
too fresh
mercenaries
contact
serving with my lifeline
i fullfill the fuckin contract


oh my god im mad hot
i dont whip no tesla
petrol for the heat
i dont need no fucking charger


oh my god im mad hot
too fast for a driveby
crash the fucking whip
50k they sayin bye bye

[hook]
fuck im so mad hot
 wrapped up in kevlar
bitch i am nextup
smile in my reddot
fuck you aint flexed up
all you do is mad bark
lil dog get buck
otherwise you get fucked


all that ice on my wrist
(fuck im so mad hot)
 you better shut the fuck up
(otherwise you get fucked)
bitch you know who it is 
(bitch i am   next up)
ay im on that mercs shit
( wrapped up in kevlar)

[verse @lvstforpain]
i am so fucked up
you be some suck ups
i got the clip tucked
bitch down she sack suck

pack a fucking 30 clip i rip his shit he dipped out quick
extendo in my bendo got a mag and it be size up big

xl xl xl
all my bitching fucking xl
pedal to the metal
screams on heavy fucking metal 
all you basic bitches
drinking gross ass fucking rebels

when ash settles
human vessels
feed you peasants stinging nettle
uh
ay
stinging neddle uh
slide that bitch back clear the back of the rack of your motha fuckin dental uh
equip with mac got a stack of that pack in the mutha fuckin rental

uh ay

i feel so buried like pompei

blade to the face talkin melee

she spin on my dick like a bayblade

MAD HOT

MAD HOT FT. LVST [PROD. DEVILJIN]

guitar by nate thomas

lyrics:

im afraid of being everything you thought id be and
when you look back at me i wish i knew the things youd see
and all i remember
out of december i came drinking more than i ever had
reason being you took me there

and i,
i dont feel
like i used to
i could use you
but it all come down when it ain't no reason left

and i know that im not perfect
but id argue who deserves it
i wasnt trying
i wasnt trying to fuck us up
and what do i say
to you

id rather not fight today
drinking my life away
staying up way too late
im telling you that you cant stay
but you dont wanna listen to the person that i was last week
im tryna show you how it end but you aint tryna see
cause we both 'gon burn

and i dont mind
cause i dont see you anymore
im killing time behind my door
i know i hurt myself in the worst way
hurt myself in the worst way
again

@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_/

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