Flexing the old pipes. 
with @mugetsu117

lyrics: 
[LD]
Say your sorry, you feel immoral
The Days ongoing I feel immortal
The shell incasing, there's no tomorrow
These bones are breaking, the mortal coil

[Mugxtsu]
Design to failure, created by liars
Using you own blood and bones
Pray around them, give them your wealth
Stop crying, start walking
This time I will lose my faith
Leep into the darkest realm
Follow me

[LD]
Hop out the ride Hop out the space ship
He down to die Bitch Send the location
556 leave his skull cap vacant
Help you be yourself bitch medication

been too many years where you been feeling like your frozen
thinking for yourself? Nah your path already chosen
Staying so still they ain't ever make a motion
You ain't shit you get no emotion

DESIGNED FOR FAILURE W/ MUGXTSU [PROD. SAINTBYLETH]

sic w nekkropsy prod suetch

Produced by @wasbeatz
Art by @wasbeatz

Off the "Tape Memory" tape.

[LYRICS]

This is all that I care about.
Show me things that I wanna see.
Please give the the air that I fucking need.
You won't come at me with these empty arms.

Come at me, eat my fists.
I won't care about you forever and ever.
Come at me, eat my fists.
I won't care about you forever and ever.

The thing is I don't remember why I came here.
So can you tell me about you, why the fuck am I doing this.
I ain't time for this, I ain't time for shit.
There's people who waiting for me.
Some of these I can call them my family.

The thing is I don't remember why I came here.
So can you tell me about you, why the fuck am I doing this.
I ain't time for this, I ain't time for shit.
There's people who waiting for me.
Some of these I can call them my family.

WAKE UP WAKE UP.
ITS TIME TO LIVE UP.
TIME WASTING, TIME WASTING.
I ALWAYS HAVE TO FIX IT.
MY ONLY LIFE IS NOT FOR YOU.
THOSE WHO DESERVE IT HAVE ALREADY STOPED ASKING.
CALL ME DEVIL, CALL ME CHEAP.

I DON'T CARE A FKG BIT.
I DON'T CARE A FKG BIT.

CALL ME DEVIL, CALL ME CHEAP, I DON'T CARE A FKG BIT.
YOU DON'T HAVE MY FAME, YOU DONT HAVE MY PAIN.
IMMA KILL YOUR HOPES RIGHT NOW.

BLEHG

WAKE UP WAKE UP.
ITS TIME TO LIVE UP.
TIME WASTING, TIME WASTING.
I ALWAYS HAVE TO FIX IT.
MY ONLY LIFE IS NOT FOR YOU.
THOSE WHO DESERVE IT HAVE ALREADY STOPED ASKING.
CALL ME DEVIL, CALL ME CHEAP.

I DON'T CARE A FKG BIT.

CALL ME DEVIL, CALL ME CHEAP  [prod. ｗａｓ]

PROD. @KIRAWTHESAVIOR

FEATURING @DISTORTIONTHE1

COVER ART BY WWW.INSTAGRAM.COM/LENFANT_/

[DEPTH STRIDA]

STOP THAT TALK
MOTHERFUCKER PULL UP WITH THAT GLOCK
OXYCODON FOR THE MENTAL BLOCK
I FEEL NO PAIN I THINK THAT I SLEEPWALK

BITCH IM MOVING PACKETS WITH SOME WEAPONS AROUND THE PLANET BITCH
STEEL STRAIGHT FROM DAMASCUS I GOT KNIVES THAT MAKE YOU LOSE YOUR SHIT
*censored*  SMG RIGHT ON HIS FUCKING HIP
DISGUISE LIKE A SOILDER YOU CANT SEE US, ITS A KILLING TRIP

NOW IM WHIPPING IN A LEXUS BITCH
NOW IM ALL ABOUT TO LOSE MY SHIT
SHOOT YOUR HEAD POP IT LIKE A CYST
FUCK BEING FRIENDLY IM SO FUCKIN PISSED

STRIDAWALKING ON YOUR FUCKING BITCH
YOU SMELL BAD SHE DONT WANT NO KISS
EVERY TRACK IMMA HYPE THIS SHIT
STRIDAWALKING ITS A BLISS

M9 ON MY WAIST AY
BACKSTAB TILL YOU DIE AY
STRIDA PURGING MAYDAY
TIME HAS COME ITS PAYDAY
I DONT GIVE A FUCK MATE
THIS GON BE A TOUGH DAY
I WILL FUCK YOU UP AY

STOP THAT TALK
MOTHERFUCKER PULL UP WITH THAT GLOCK
OXYCODON FOR THE MENTAL BLOCK
I FEEL NO PAIN I THINK THAT I SLEEPWALK

[LORD DISTORTION]

RED DOT GOD
I MIGHT RUN UP AND YOU
GET WET UP
DUMP THE AMMO HE A
BIG RED STUMP
WE GONNA PULL UP IN THE
BIG RED TRUCK

DISTORTION OF THAT ENTITY
YOUR FACE MIGHT MELT LIKE HELL ITSELF
IM COMING DOWN WITH MANY BEAMS WE WAVE THE GUNS THAT'S HEAVY ROUNDS

RUN AROUND, A HEADLESS CHICKEN PUMP IS GONNA LET HIM DOWN
GUN HIM DOWN, AND LET HIM GET UP AMMO LIKE A BED OF NAILS

BOY, LEAVE HIS GUTS RIPPED CUTTING OFF THE DEAD WEIGHT
YALL ARE ON SOME DUMB SHIT, BUSTING OFF THE LEAD PLATES
PULL UP IN A GUNSHIP, PULL UP IN A RED WRAIGHT
MEAN MAN LARGE STICKS. RUSHING TO HIS HEAD SPACE

HAVE HER WRIGGLE ON MY TENTACLE
I SIP THAT FUEL LIKE TEXACO
YOUR MINUSCULE, I'M KICKING YOU
GET HIT INTO A VEGETABLE

ATTRACTED TO THE LASER BEAM
ATTENTION BURN HIS FLESH APART
TRYPOHOPE GET FILLED WITH HOLES
THEY
LOOKING LIKE THE EXIT MARKS

[DEPTH STRIDA]

STOP THAT TALK
MOTHERFUCKER PULL UP WITH THAT GLOCK
OXYCODON FOR THE MENTAL BLOCK
I FEEL NO PAIN I THINK THAT I SLEEPWALK

SLEEPWALK

SLEEPWALK W/ LORD DISTORTION [PROD. KIRAW]

@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]

PROD. @KIRAWTHESAVIOR
COVER ART BY  HTTPS://WWW.INSTAGRAM.COM/LENFANT_/

LYRICS

I GOT NOTHING TO LOSE
SO I COME UP AND SHOOT
DEVILJIN GOT THE PROOF
NO ONE OF YOU THAT SMOOTH

AH, FUCK
ANOTHER WAR WE FIGHTING IN
FUCK
EARNING MONEY AINT A SIN
FUCK
WE DECIDE WHICH SIDE GON WIN
FUCK
ALL BECAUSE OF DEVILJIN

BITCH I STRIDE AROUND IN TEMPELS BITCH I GOT THAT THUNDER FIST
AK GOTTA PULL THE TRIGGER WAVEDASH MAKE THEM BULLETS MISS
ANCIENT AURA IN YOUR FACE THE DEMON LURKING IN THE MIST
WALKING OUT THE SHADOW FINAL FORM YOUR LUCK IS OVER BITCH

YOUR BITCH WANTS THAT STRIDA DICK YO TELL HER THAT SHE GETTING IT
I FUCK YOU UP AND FUCK HER UP  BEND HER SHE GETS STRETCHING MARKS
2K GOT A GOLDEN GLOCK EXTENDO THANG ITS RAINING HARD
A MOTHERFUCKERS BOUT TO DIE CAUSE HE WAS ACTING WAY TOO TOUGH

SOUNDCLOUD FUCKERS TALKIN SHIT I DARE YOU BITCH JUST COME PULL UP
TALKING BOUT THAT REALNESS BITCH DONT TELL ME YOU BEEN SELLIN DRUGS
YOU AINT BOUT THAT MUSIC SHIT YOU WANNA HIT THE FUCKING CHARTS
TALK ABOUT YOUR "PASSION" I DONT SEE IT FUCK YOUR SELL OUT STUFF

TRYNA GET ME LOCKED UP
RIDIN IN A MAZDA
GOT A GLOCK IM BUZZED UP
DRIVEBY HEADSHOT
SNEAKING ROUND THE CORNER GOT THE PACKET IN MY POCKET BITCH 
FEELING LIKE IM PABLO I MIGHT THROW YOU IN  A FUCKING PIT


MER-CENARIES
GOT MY FUCKING BACK BITCH
MER-CENARIES
EARNING BLOODY MONEY QUICK
MER-CENARIES
BETTER HIDE INSIDE YOUR CRIP
MER-CENARIES
TURN YOU TO A FINE ASS DISH


BITCH I GOT THAT FLOW
AY GET READY FOR THE SHOW
IM RIDING THE WHIP AND I MAY CRASH YOUR CRIP
SHARP AS MY TIPS I MAKE SURE YOU DIE QUICK
POISON MY SIDE WATCH THE BLOOD FUCKIN DRIP

TALK ABOUT THAT DEVILJIN AND GET YOUR FUCKING FACE LIFT
MEET THE MERCENARIES I MAKE SURE WE GET THAT PAYCHECK
YOU JUST WANNA FUCK ME OVER BITCH YOU WONT MAKE IT
YOU SAY IT WAS FRIENDSHIP  BUT I COULDNT CARE LESS

TEUFELSFLAMME, LICHT UND WASSER

TEUFELSFLAMME, LICHT & WASSER [PROD. KIRAW]

Featuring @distortionthe1
Produced by @wasbeatz
Art by @wasbeatz

[LYRICS]

(MUGXTSU)
Mind your things and don't disturb me, I don't wanna play.
Mind your things and don't bother me, I can't bear anymore.

I can't bear anymore.

Running through the walls, destroying every single part.
Give me everything, Give me everthing.

You understand why I fkg hate you.
You comprehend how I will end you.

There's no game anymore, only suffering.
You thought you were gonna clutch,
You thought you were gonna win ?

Checkmate, you always were,
Dead meat, you'll always be.

(LORD DISTORTION)
Devil 
Punching in 
Your never 
One to live 
Except your done 
With everyone a witness 
Several guns 
And hella 
Fucking bitches

freestyle

On god You dont want smoke 
Shove him with the snub nose 
Boutta get his body snatched
And dropped around the mungrove 

 I promise you wint make it 
Bitch  your acting  fake shit
Gonna need to face it 
Cut in call it stainless 

Dont forget bitch 
Open wound flap 
Walking in and 
exposing all this 

Let that head spin
Revolve that knoggin 
Give that head lick 
The balls and fall in 

Look here listen 
This submission 
Kick ur shit in 
In a minute 
Get the bacon 
Lick the plate 
Your in a race 
To get erased bitch 

freestyle

(MUGXTSU)
There's no game anymore, only suffering.
You thought you were gonna clutch,
You thought you were gonna win ?

(THE GANG)
NO FUCKING WAY
Acting reckless take no caution 
NO FUCKING WAY
Head stay spinning gonna vomit 
YOU'RE DECAYING
Bitch I got no sense of sorrow 
YOU'RE DECAYING
Found at the end of the bottle

YUNG DECAY (feat. LORD DISTORTION) [prod. ｗａｓ]

dead.

@depthstrida @depthstrida @depthstrida @depthstrida @depthstrida

lyrics :

(HOOK)
dirty money in my hand
fuck the state in advance
bitch i pull up with these driplungs
in some matt black fucking vans
 
all that german game mine now
dont brag about clowns
let them talk their shit
deviljin in this bitch

(DEPTH STRIDA)
lil glockie
thicc shawty
your girl askin for a pic
me no hablos espanol
but i think that she want my dick
judging by her short ass dress
and judging by her airforce kicks
i dont need a second  talk to tell you what a bitch she is

oh man shit is getting mean now
oh man watch your bullets rebound

suck her tiddy
taste like cini mini
im so needy
come fuck with me
shawty litty
cant compete me
got a foreign on me
drive it slowly
thru the streets
you aint got shit on me

(HOOK)
dirty money in my hand
fuck the state in advance
bitch i pull up with these driplungs
in some matt black fucking vans
 
all that german game mine now
dont brag about clowns
let them talk their shit
parasite in this bitch

(ZAR)
aye my knife is sharp like a teeth from a white shark       
you're a barking bitch you never bite you just act tough 
little dog on a leash you talk mad bluff
huge dick on my glock send out quiet shots
sorry but your girl a mad bop
murdered to much fuckboys and now i need a big mop
i die with a smile into your red dot
5 pills make me look like a zombie in black ops
 
full mag let a pussyboy die aye
you don't fuck a pussy you can stay with your pie ay
you slip cause my drip is wet yours so dry aye
my blade sent this motherfucker to sky aye
dope to see that they still no have a chance against the demon hu
shawty call me a fucking farmer because i spread my semen hu
WHAT THE FUCK OH MY GOD DRIPLUNGS IN THIS FUCKING BITCH
OH MY GOD WHAT THE FUCK DRIPLUNGS IN THIS FUCKING BITCH

DRIPLUNGS - DIRTY MONEY

LYRICS:

Stuck in a dead end 
nothing is worse
I need to get out 
cuz I’m losing my worth
Sing like bird
Ride with a hearse
Breath is a curse
So much hate for this world 
You don’t hear what I say 
but I’m screaming my words 
You don’t see through the fakes
cuz your vision is blurred
We all make mistakes
but you’ll never learn
I’m boiling with hate
and I hope for the worst

Lit the world into flames
and watch everything burn
There will be no Escape
There will be no return
I cannot wait
You’ll get what’s deserved 
All of my rage
Let it out to be heard
Free from the cage
Fly like a bird 

Set the world into panic 
With feathers of poison
Head full of static
My wings have been broken
Your fear is so tragic 
My heart has been frozen

Nothing can stop me from taking you all down
I want my pain to be yours cuz it’s so loud
Do you hear the chirping explode in your brain now
Cuz that’s all I hear can’t get them too go out
Birds in a cage
I wear feathers of pain 
Freedom I chase
But I’m trapped like a slave
Your words are so toxic
Don’t mention my name


Birds in a cage
bang your beak through the brain
Birds in a cage 
we got nothing to say

Birds in a cage
work the beak like a blade
Birds in a cage
and It’s time to escape
x2

BIRDCAGE (Prod. ŦR∀UM∀)

Features: https://soundcloud.com/depthstrida
https://soundcloud.com/lefthandluck

Prod: https://soundcloud.com/stvrfire

Cover: https://soundcloud.com/prxpvne

Run it back

Run It Back FT Depth Strida & Lefthandluck (Prod. Stvrfire)

GULLY track 4 featuring @christdillinger

Produced by Na$tii @nastiitaxii and Venting Palace @ventingpalace

Mixed and Mastered by Na$tii

Lyrics:
verse 1: Na$tii 
ok you got me I’ll be honest
I came in for the crown
I don’t fuck with any honour 
burn the court ground 
ain’t no question fuck with law 
I watch a hog get hound 
stomp the fuck outta ya  jaw
whole block heard the sound 
fuck ya dollar fuck ya dreams
we in squalor you aint safe 
we just fighting for the scraps they done ran off with the plate 
greedy ate the fucking whole thang 
more bricks than Mojang
catch me posted on the porch
with all my brothers smoking propane 
 got no shame 
they be steady stealing from the no names
and get they got petty egos 
till we die we getting no fame 
like  cobain
or Kennedy 
 blow my fucking brain
and let Jacky wash her jacket 
maybe one day she’ll go change 
the enemies a deputy 
his office is the range 
 don’t want the pay penalty 
I need to get away 
atleast a good distraction 
smoking alcohol in vapours 
rolling backwoods by the thousands 
I ain’t never fucked w papers

I don’t need the fucking razor
I used to never let go
touching on my scars 
make her scream like she a Van Gogh 
I still hit the gym bitch u get pressed like a piano 
but if I’m gonna lose then shit I might just stick to ammo 
then hop back to the crib 
and roll up my problems in tobacco 
Brodie did his time
for pushing rocks like he backhoe
I kept my composure 
y’all be rattin ‘fore the bail post
and  I kept my composure 
y’all be rattin  ‘fore  the bail post

chorus: Na$tii
nah we ain’t stopping till the jail close
turn up in the pit 
like amazon deliver elbows 
we living in a hell hole 
but that’s just what it is 
and we been knowing this shit
since we was just a kid

we turn up in pit 
bloody up the fit 
and we ain’t got a fuck to give
we barely got the rent 
middle finger to the bishop
to the pigs and to the feds
wish they come get caught up in the mix

Verse 2: CHRIST DILLINGER

Chorus Repeats

DESIGNED FOR FAILURE W/ MUGXTSU [PROD. SAINTBYLETH]

LORD DISTORTION

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