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Bangers XVI

bumpin 17

LORD DISTORTION

Shoutout @j_mattson for killing this shit with me

Lyrics:

Undead Ronin:

Satan got my tongue I’m on a roll
Living with a vision of the future that I hold
Aye
Look into my eyes and suck your soul out like a ghost
Going ghost
Leave you fulla bullet holes
Blood soaked
Blegh 
I’m gonna leave you in chains
Making it rain
Lord of the locust stay burning the 
Burning the liars beheading the snakes
Execute orders for me like the king 
You are not shit
Take the blade to your wrist
Let it drain in a ditch
Crucify the prophets 
Let them wallow in their sins 
For all eternity 
So they won’t talk shit
Quick with the blade
Vision starts fading
Dead in the dirt
With no way you can save me
Fuck
I just wanna kick back mane
Light a cigarette let the stress go ‘way

Jmattson:

Pulled up wit a sawed off 
Gettin topped off 
Work a 9-5 in the land where they nod off
Most of y’all are god awful and I’m caught off guard by the fuckery I seen I’m boutta log off 
Wonder why they wanna copy the flow 
Copy the bros 
With ya bitch gettin sloppy like joe hop on the road for a show cause I’m profitable cop witta hole in his head if he knock at my door 
Wonder why they wanna wallow in they losses 
I just wanna talk my shit like I was pompous 
Shawty wetter than a bitch and imma loch ness 
You and I we don’t relate on any topic 
In the mosh pit fuckin it up
Lovin the blood 
Underground but I’m summoning up 
Somethin above and I’m up from the blunt that I puffed don’t give a fuck little bitch comin up from the mud

WALLOW IN SIN

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WALLOW IN SIN (feat. JMattson)

IG: https://www.instagram.com/shade666apollo/

Prod. @slvg420
Mixed & Mastered by @xstitchmusic
Cover Art by https://www.instagram.com/dieserfreigeist/

Lyrics:
These rappers think I’m too good to be true
Hate to break it, I’m too real to fake it
These rappers think I'm too good to be true
Hate to break it, I'm too real to fake it
Don't knock my hustle 'cause you basic
You ain't shit, just face it
I'm takin' off, you fuckin' tankin'
The difference way too blatant
Suck a D, you stink
They hear me, stank faces, sorry, you won't make it
Take the mold, I break it, you a waste of space bitch
See what's mine, I take it, you just sit there waitin'
Try to block my shine, mistaken
Turn you to a stain on pavement
Put you in a bodybag, then dump you in a grave quick
The crown is mine, continue my climb till it's my time to claim it
Fuck the clout, fuck the fame, and fuck the money too
Ain't in it for the dollars but I'mma get those too
I'm the fuckin' Black Plague and you are just the flu
Steady killin' off the masses, you just make 'em puke
Bitch I'm takin' measures, drastic
When I flow, fantastic
Put you in a casket, just so you stop rappin'
You should work at Lids with all that cappin'
Hide ya face before I smack it
You could never match my tactics
Bring an army
Send 'em packin'
You cannot harm me
Never lackin'
Take your time, I'm takin' action
You ain't built for this, stop actin'
Got no talent and lack passion
Laughin' as the bodies stackin'
He want smoke, I'll gladly add him to the pile
With a smile
Bones are scattered for miles
SLVG on the beat, we blowin' your mind like Private Pyle
In this rap shit for life
I'm afraid your trial's 'bout to expire
When I wield the mic
It's like the Wabbajack from Shivering Isles
Unpredictable
I will delete you from the physical
Plane, then you will face
An eternity of pain
In the netherworld
Hear that rappin' at ya chamber door
Ghost in the sound waves, evermore
And I ain't leavin', nevermore

XIII

Death Prince of No-Air

Spotify | Apple Music

Death Prince of No-Air (Prod. SLVG)

oh shit
here we go
ye i got so high i cant see below
gotta stick the code like one, zero

ZERO(FEAT. DO NOT RESURRECT)

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ADRENALINE

INTACT

aztec

give u the moon (prod. kryptik)

Based on a melody from a Russian children’s song called “beautiful future”. After protesting the war and being arrested, n0trixx had to flee her country. She found herself stranded far from home, all alone and dealing with the voices inside her head telling her that everything she does is wrong.

Dreadful Future (prod. n0trixx)

written / performed by @blckbrds, @tumaggz
prod. @skellyjellypdx
engineered by tuMaggz

FRICTION (w/ tuMaggz)

Edit of Headie One's - Back To Basics (ft. Skepta)
Title: Back To Basics Ft. Skepta [Oliver Luke EDIT]
Label: Self Release
Mastering: Wayne Sunderland

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Headie One - Back To Basics Ft. Skepta [Oliver Luke EDIT] (FREE DL) Extended Mix

Grime meets disco music in this deep house mix that is designed to get you in the mood.

Unknown T - WW2 x Stardust

Rammstein-Sonne but its heavenly

MURK (Prod. PEDROXVI)

ARMOR ON

Платина,Санта Клаус (instrumental) для хорошего сна

POWER++

FRANK HORRIGAN

HEAVEN GATES

10 years in the making now

10 years, 10 years you were fakin out

loyalty's a ghost and i ain’t really chasing that

and every word you said really start repeating now

you left a scar on the people that was feelin ya

it got us thinking that your words was just fake as fuck

and we don’t talk no more but ay nigga good luck

cuz we still remember the last shit you said

and I’m just wondering what's going through your head

you should grow up and get out yo bed

cuz you to comfortable just saying what you said

and I've moved on but I'm gon get it off my chest

and I'm gon play it like chess I'm gon say every move that I'm making

whats next?

e4 you say weird shit behind closed doors

nf3 the things you say we can not ignore

bc4 you a disrespectful hoe

ng5 had to get yo ass out the door

exd5 fuck them niggas that you know

nxf7 you a snake i hope you know

qf3+ why you say that to the bro?

nc3 you were kinda rapey on the low

a3 you needa get rid of that ego

kd1 how you also racist on the low

i ain’t done yet i didnt move to d4 or re1 yet

dxe5 you a real headache

rxe5+ where your new friends at?

shit man

qf4# that's a checkmate 

you got pissed off every time we better mane

we ain’t friends no more we not even mates

i made it through your antics I'm just better made

we all made it through your antics we just better made

we all living better life's now I'm just gon say

and now we all screaming out nigga that's checkmate

(I'm aware that how i say the notation isn't how its said by players, I instead read it like a scoresheet of the notations)

checkmate <prod.ayashi>

prod zyller + nightbrdd
Mixed by aragoth
Cover by my wife ❤️

Lyrics:
I had to make you mine 
Cuz you so damn fine 
Big titties, ass fat 
Imma hit it from behind 
Everytime you walk by 
I wish I could hit rewind 
Why you always on my mind 
spending most of my time 
Just thinking about our life 
Baby, call me when you home 
So I know that you’re alright 
Promise never let me go 
Imma hold you so tight 
Cuz treat me so right 
Wanna smoke a fuckin blunt 
to the face get high 

Take a load off man
got my mind feelin light 
And our futures so bright 
Like the stars in the sky 
For a good minute now 
I had you in my sight
And I love you all around 
From the out to inside 

Say it with me, It’s love 
I would never, switch up 
You an angel from above 
I could never get enough 
Keep that pistol on me tucked 
anybody plays with us 
then it’s stuck, bitch what? 

Yeah yeah 

Had to use my fucking stick 
Just to get me out the mud 
Purple potion in my cup
Used to mix it with the drugs 
Just so I could feel the numb 
Used to hang around some bums 
Now I’m counting up the funds 
Counting up these hunnids 
I got blue on all my thumbs 

Verse 2: 
Im tired of this life style 
gotta leave my thugs 
Shout out Brodie and my cuz 
And my slime thats my bloods 
I got blood all on my hands 
For the crimes that I’ve done 

Yeah yeah 

Running away from emotions 
Everybody on some bullshit 
But I got a new focus 
And It’s you in this moment 
So take this moment 
And own it 
The devil is my opponent 
I was searching for a purpose 
Cuz I been so fucking soulless 

Now I’m found 
And I finally have it all 
Feel like I could never fall
With confidence 
standing tall 
You helped my problems 
Dissolve 
You helped me heal it’s resolved 
I promise to take care of you 
I put that shit on god

LOST & FOUND

burning away

God I love the Ugly
Good now we Bad hitting licks to get some money
So they really got me laughing when they thinking that we lucky

ong

DEVIOUS

tears on the floor
count my blessings no more
keep it it locked to your dome
we outside with the folks
we outside with the folks yuh
tears on the floor
count my blessings no more
keep it locked to your dome
we outside with the folks
we outside with the

give me the time
give a moment
needs some peace of mind
rip it open
need some breathing time
lungs go potent
can’t stay off the grind
cuts exposing
feelings things you fuckas never seen
gotta hush hush
we don’t need to make a scene 
tryna wipe my past, wipe my slate clean
but I ain’t even like the new me
spent all this time tryna better myself
rather I suffer than ask you for help
fuck is you doing
you ain’t give me wealth
you just wishin me well yuh
different day, but same shell
told you he was pussy, I could tell
all these fuckas fishy by the smell
how you even living with yourself 
how you even living with yourself
too many things I could’ve seen
couldn’t even count them in my dreams
they been wildin out
can’t respect the theme
whole thing just built off self esteem
get my money clean
or blood shot green
fuckas packin teams
picture perfect feigns
cut that shit up off the screen
Bitch fuck does you mean
I been speaking for a minute
not just habits in my system
I been better when I’m hidden
they gonna say it was written yuh
you just a little one shot that popped while you had permission
you just a little one shot that popped while you had permission

Still praying for brighter days
sad to say I made it this way
but I’ll keep it a buck if I may
I promised plenty I couldn’t make
bread that I couldn’t break
nights when we see the same
smiles fading by the day
smiles fading by the day


tears on the floor
count my blessings no more
keep it it locked to your dome
we outside with the folks
we outside with the folks yuh
tears on the floor
count my blessings no more
keep it locked to your dome
we outside with the folks
we outside with the folks yuh

on the floor

MAKING DAWN [PROD. REQUIEM CULT]

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Radical $uicide

$UICIDEBOY$ x GETTER - CHAMPION OF DEATH

Production, mix and master by me
Additional mixing and feature from @nastiitaxii

Lyrics:
I take it right back 
Come and hit me 
Slide my fabric cause a crease in effect 
I ride with strings, I tied em, stapled at he back of my head 
Eject the practice, dump the disc, refresh the mask 
With the blackest of brushes painted the faculty holding nothing now

I just a caught a blackened view of my making and 
Ok 
My thoughts are racing in sines and there’s no location 
Ok 
Around in circles, no particles in the box 
Ok 
Under sea level scream inside the chapel

Loose tongue sit aside at the back of the head 
Stay calm, recombine what I get 
Move quiet, like the snakes in the grass round my ends 
No scythe, mow the lawn it depends

[Na$tii]
it’s all mine , I’ll leave u where the rope tie 
n if yo friend don’t back down
then sorry but you’ll both die 
n I been under black clouds
with black tar and white lines 
and I can’t fear no judgement
I bust in and take mine 

snake caught in the grapevine 
I had to burn it all
queuing in I need the wait time 
before the protocol 
like shawty gripping at my wasteline 
won’t waste time 
I bust in a take mine
i bag it and ran to the fence like a canine 

sink my teeth into pork 
watch em scream release guillotine 
bending over backwards
everybody want a piece of me 
cutting in the vertical
using caution with the kerosine
afraid of what I’ll do when I get free 
u gotta wait n see wait n see 

bitch 
dry rot like rust in my veins 
violence is my novocaine
glass in line for the pain 
cut the head off the snake
cut they tongues out they faces

PERESTROIKA (with Na$tii)

@wasbeatz
These lyrics are a  bit strange I cannot cap. 
Lyrics:
Air it out
Hardware overheating make his marrow bounce
Fair amount of talking gonna land him in the narrow ground


Cock rubbing, body fluids leaking like a metro
Mobile phone track you down metropolis and get go
Leaking from the slits helicopters going techno
Omnipotent trickle out the fuel until she get low


Hardware fuck, big fly make the
cobwebs rub
Gotta set it get a medic when that bot man run
Surveillance is sanctioned wish all them luck
Gotta rise around your building when the squad ran up

Tear it up judge dredd
Looking for conquest
She dribble load
Like mission accomplished

Storm in and finish
What isn't revolved yet
You've been derivative
Getting exhausted

Bitch got that program she programmed please
Got them
Cyborg enchantments on both of her knees
And the Augmented crevices openings sheesh
And she Gulping it down yeah she dont need to breathe

Fuck it up boy you will cop out
Stun gun fuck boy this a fallout
Splice his Gene's deform him all out
Hear that ring them shots go call out

all you've ever felt  minor discomfort
All you've ever seen minor things rupture


Metropolis
Load hollowow tips
Robotic bitch
Rise off of it

Self driving whip
Rocks in the plate
So off the shit
Hop in the way

METROPOLIS [PROD. ｗａｓ]

@prxpvne

Lyrics:
Out of mentions
No counter fitting
Got hella presses
My head neglected
No sell direction
In cells forgetting
That sweet release
They cant forget it


Circuitry breaking that water is touched up
Rubbing inhibitors probably slushed up
His hardware is probably faulty he run up
End up a copy, my carbon is used up

I got these tablets, you swipe and your fucked up
Seat belt to strangle the motive of safe off
Pull out the havoc we calling that tough luck
Letting him dangle while watching his face stop

Barrel load
Click, with the pharamoans
Credit doing flips when the barrel blow
Stiff as an ankle broke
Slip and you dip when this clique
In your teradome
Hip to the clips it gets kicked into feral mode

Ammo in the path
Bodies in the back
Fully with the clique
Things are going fast

Get his body dropped, that's a restart
Got that body locked, throw your team off

We ain't going out, not like this
We ain't going out, toss that stick

RED ROCK [PROD. PRXPVNE]

@istasha

Lyrics:
Ceiling pealed
Evil on the cat walk
Squirm on the floor
Catch a needle in the asphalt
Nobody let up slip up
And regret
Catch a case that's been a critical effect
Rushed Until he Sniffing in the scent


Boy I don't deal with the god shit
Landing out the way to get killed in the process
Fucking with the gang cold steel with the carcass
Chared up crop for the field ain't a harvest


No more thoughts


Boy banging off them shots
I cut above
Gonna leave the gutter plugged
Slumping in the mother plugs
Credit get erased
Such pain
In my frontal lug

Pistol packing proper
She getting hot and bothered
Stomping on the brains
till its looking like a saucer

Azathoth
I've had to had enough
I cock it back and back it up
Heart of glass he shatter bruh
He Falling back as fast as fuck


Matching with the furnace, crack a pack and feed the serpent
Crashing on the server late and he be lacking all his service
He mangled up, g and I ain't talking bout no cursive
Autopsy in the room need the certain


Boutta to take hits of the sedatives
Lighting up this shit its slick bitch Edison
Boutta need my fix need scripts need medicine
Hand around my grip get hit like he venison

But I never really been the one to boast it
Live leak, take the video and post it
On the concrete, all teeth getting broken
Moon rock whipe me down like explosives


Got my weak at the knees
Said she there and she eager to please
I don't need that
I Need me some reasons to be
Believe that he drown but its easy to sink

Seaside
Deep dive

HULKING SLUMBER [PROD. ISTASHA THE SCRUB]

@navvvi
@istasha

Lyrics:
[LORD DISTORTION]

Brand his ass bitch cattle
Drag him down no shallow
Big strap hit back
Fucking slumped back
Rattled
Bust that shit till his lungs catch shrapnel
All you fucks cap big
But we cut that camo

Boy I'm boutta make his bloody guts ache fast
No stomach in your crew wanna come break bread
Cyborg in this bitch gotta come pay when
But your funds late now all you fucks ate last

Show me the causes
And show me your purpose

Tip toe bitch
Got that big pole bitch
Leave your self esteem where the fucking sinkhole is

Out of my circuits

[nA]
red rum, red rum
platinum in the grip tho, brown fro
little did he know so, analytical
little did he know he got the city full of grounded
everytime he takes a breath his body get's so sounded
now i've got issues, my brain start's resetting
im sacrificed tissue, im nothing but branding
my eyes they roll back, as the brew enter gullet
i cut off to shorten, im just like a mullet
RED RUM, RED RUM
PEIRCE MY POLISHED SKIN
MAKE ME JUST REGRET
BOW TO ME, REPENT