Lyrics:
I’m Jason Voorhees baby straight up outta Crystal Lake
If I don’t know you get the fuck up out fuckin’ face
He talkin’ shit about the hatchet I shoot up the place
Get the bag with Nike’s on lil bitch I Chase the bank

Bounce, bounce, bounce back ‘bout to blow it up
Count, count, count the cash I count it up
Bounce, bounce, bounce back ‘bout to blow it up
Count, count, count the cash I count it up

Sinizter:
Booties bouncin’, know my shawty got the thickest
Keep my haters mad the way I stand on business
I’m Agent 47, now they on the hit list
Gimme your new shit but I put that on the skip list

What the fuck you want from me mothafucka wanna press up but I shut shit down
Fuckin’ with the Wicked Clowns duct on yo mouth you don’t make no sound
Shoot ‘em with a hundred rounds and my hatchet get to choppin’ ima cut them down
Tell my enemies Sinny's in town, and my choppa on deck I’m ‘bout to get that crown

Sinizter & Ouija Macc-BOUNCE! (prod. MTM)

DEADZONE

Blam Blam Em

TERMINAL S!CKNESS (Prod. KalaaH)

IMA SEE YOU SOON

IMA SEE YOU SOON FREESTYLE

If he walked how hes talking i dont he’d speak again
Couldnt care if you agreed with it
I dont need a approval, opinions, religion you follow a guide and you’re still a shit person
There is no God in my verses, maybe some ego atleast there’s a purpose
I could never be the motherfucker on the cover, i dont get along with others purely due to my discernment
Wearing a mask for immersion, go figure they hate every version
I dont wanna try to safe face anyway, mane who am I impressing everybody’s straight worthless
Let em fly high where the birds be
When these fuckers die it really hurts me
We were in the middle of a surgery
Spirits stuck wander in purgatory
Lethargic you harmless, not predatory
Regardless youre parked in infirmatory 
The way that I view you derogatory 
Shrine made of your organs in the dormitory 
Irrelevant i wanna sever shit im on a separate path, bullet his brain and I laugh, bully his bride and i dash, burning up hash, lowkey Im mad
Heavy with the weapon spreading lead Im on the way to heaven they gon send me back to send a message to the masses but they slower than molasses I dont care how much time passes I just wanna touch the ashes of the past
Couldnt care less that the shit that I say may come off as a cringey remark 
Now hes biting the curb he got parked and if that boy was smart he would never had tried me, he barked
Boy he had heart
Had cuz its past tense Im having a half of his heart on the shelf, been displaying it like hes an elk
Cards in your hand have been dealt, couldve been worse you admit it yourself
Next is your kin, youre not alone in hell
Who am i kidding? Its solitude cells
Less than in prison but still youre a shell
Materialistic, new belt
I dont wanna go til I really know if there is afterlife Id rather there is no
Id rather not another place im sharing with you hoes
I dont wanna see you motherfuckers as a ghost
Ima bleed another motherfucker let em know
Ouija do the most, Ouija overdosed
Ouija isnt nothing but the lowest of the low
Ouija with the squeegee with the pole gotta scope
So low, a motherfucker solo to my life im a no show
Leaking red, rojo, you dont really wanna know hoe, like Im falling in a trap door Ouijaboy

SOLO (SO LOW)

DECENSION

NIGHT OF THE STANKY HEADS

[aarxndbi]
No we don’t stop,
We infiltrate the block, we moving like the swat,
They think we cops,
Run up on prophets then like soda you get popped,
That’s P-O-P, if you an O-P-P, D-R-O-P get dropped,
My God ain’t mocked, 
We stay about this work, you Christians love to talk,
My Christ is black but they had tried to white him out just like some chalk,
We got the keys that’s for the kingdom,
For the nations it stay locked,
I know karate, if you pull up with a doctrine it get chopped, 
Spiritual body in the kingdom when we rule it ain’t gon flop,
And we don’t give a damn what no one gotta say,
We teach it anyway,
We pull up with the scripts, just like the Deac you better fix yo face,
We put you in yo place, then give you milk like you was sprayed with mace,
We fix em like a brace, then give em water something like a vase,
No you can’t run, you can’t hide, Christ return you die,
Oh you went and slipped up out the truth he ain’t gon let it slide,
Tried to give you grace, you ain’t confide,
You jumped out the ride,
You done went and danced with the devil now that be yo bride,
Stuck up in yo pride, I can see the demons in yo eyes,
You used to be wise, now you back following christian lies,
You done took yo self back in the world now that’s yo demise,
Well that sucks, I guess you should’ve tried, now you finna fry,
Kingdom for the tribes, build-up session, taking notes
We need someone to scribe, 
We on every platform so you better go subscribe, Yeah we all over the net,
I’m a Jew, don’t rep no set,
You play with God that’s a bet, you get checked.

[SXMEON]
Prophets on the block, we sound like(hey)
Come up out yo sin we screaming(hey)
(*Laughs*)
We keep it moving, never losing,
Kingdom flowing through my veins,
Holy spirit in the ending, driving past the devil’s chains,
Scripture in my ammo clip, unload it with perfect aim(huh),
Walking with the prophets, walking with the Gods,
If you don’t wanna keep the laws you in the church that’s why,
I’m running with some brothers that ain’t got no fear but God,
The fat camp throwing shade but the light never hide,
If God’s people outside, then why yo pastor inside?
I got a question for you,
Why do yo pastor keep lying?
This bible on my hip and when I unload you get hit,
I got questions he ain’t never answer, pastors full of ****(huh),
Devil wanna stop me and I know exactly why(why),
Cuz he see we growing and he don’t want us to rise, 
But we sit em down, Shut ya mouth and humble yo *** down.

We Don’t Stop ft. SXMEON[prod.prodbythrax]

&$#!%

mErMaId gUy

LORD OF LONLINESS
GREYFIVENINE
F.T.P
☿
SCHEMAPOSSE
666
C17

Blam Blam Em

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