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lyrics:
Hop on that beat like a block on the network 
All I'm concerned with is upping my networth 
Keep that 45 atop my dresser 
This shit will glow like some rocks nd ember 


Ah dis bih bad

Uh 

Where this shit at

Thing ain't ever been better but I still feel sad

Keeping glicks stacked

 you can get stabbed

If they wanna go wittit go  ahead issa mismatch 


She ride on my dick like the tip of a bike seat
Bro talking shit so I guess he don't like me
He acting  koi so I fuck on his Wifey
Up on a flight homie shining like high beams 


And Why they do that? 
Wonder where the moods at?
Bitch you want  mentioned but naw I'm never gonna do that 

Fuck out my mentions I'm reppin everything that you lack 

You jus pretending ain't getting Better finna move back 

Where the mood at? Homie where the mood at?

Bitch switch up 

Not surprised 

I fucking knew that 

hitting on my line she say she wanna get her cooch scratched 

I ain't feel  inclined but if I it's  time then ima Do that 


I'm feeling low get a freak on a bad day 
Do what I want I Don't care what your ass say 
All of your clique might end up Inna mass grave 
Lickity split how we come like a flash bang 

Forget how that bih look 
Forget how that bih feel 
I Hit from the back and she hitting the pig squal 


Strap on my lap I don't keep that shit concealed 
I'm looking for patterns apparently it's real

NETWORK [PROD PRINCEAMGN]

My memories are fading and I can't remember anything anymore but who cares.

Taken off of my album "Black Lotus Emporium", releasing August 20th.

WITH: @DIGITALFACELESS (@DHAELO & @THE0000)
PROD: @PRODBYDISTRO
MIX: @ZYROM
ART: @C3OF

LYRICS:
[HOOK]X2
Memories keep playing on the silver screen
All I ever seem to do is cast this doubt

[DHAELO]
I wonder why they all looking at me
Always was a guy at the backseat
And now they all are hella mean
And now I scare 'em off like K-Fee
Every single day has reached a plateau
Too many thoughts and many had to go
They all laugh at me like lmao
My life, I can't keep that shit simple
Lost all of my passion, I'm gettin' psychotic
My life is a comedy
Man, I feel like being inside in a bad sitcom
Can't even think properly
I wonder why they all looking at me
Set up a banquet, for dinner some envy
Try with my life whatever you want
I don't give much of a fuck lately

[HOOK]X2
Memories keep playing on the silver screen
All I ever seem to do is cast this doubt

[SAINT SLEEP]
I don't want to get so sentimental
Every single day that just pass is a burden on my soul
I can't be that guy that you ask for
Staying up all night tryna catch my breath in an oxygen mask
Bottle all the old days up in a flask
Cant even drown what comes with a lifejacket
Lost all my passion
Lost all my chances
Lost in my 20s and I can't find a map
Everything pass by like a blur in a window
Wish I didn't want to take it slow
Mountain on my back and the rocks rolling off
Climbing backwards in a landslide
Cant do this and I can't do that
Won't stop till I meet my standards
I was tryna hold on to a slice of the good old days till the rain made it all soggy

[HOOK]X2
Memories keep playing on the silver screen
All I ever seem to do is cast this doubt

[THEO]
Struggling like a motherfucker
As the days go by I lose track of time
I wanna break a neck and then I'll fuck up a bench
And overflow my tears to drown inside of them
I feel like a burden to everybody
I'm staying on my own, no one to judge
Cause they never gave a fuck about my feelings
I'm laying on my bed just like a corpse now
I won’t get fucked anymore and break their fucking bones
You better watch your back, I'll rip your heart apart
Like you just did with mine, a fucking bloody mess
You crushed it in your hands, I'll rip your head apart
And get my sweet revenge for all these fucking years
I lived inside the fear but now I'm numb
I don’t feel anything
I'm gonna take a nap, please never wake me up

[HOOK]X2
Memories keep playing on the silver screen
All I ever seem to do is cast this doubt

Black Lotus Emporium

Vinegar Syndrome ft. D'Haelo & Theo

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Vinegar Syndrome ft. D'Haelo & Theo [prod. distro]

This is how it is, again.
Prod: @sneaky_haxor

lyrics:
Charging you bitches it feel like a bonsai
Pop on that tab and they look at me cross eyed
Focus my tention the tension is on sight
Feast in the famine demand from the top high

Uh
Now I been feeling like hog ties
Chop out the rope take the lock off the glock 9
Don't fuck with hope cuz you all blind
Ruin you slow now I feel like the frostbite

I got a lot to think about
Too many thought they bring me down
Too many clocks is ticking out
Too many pots, to piss in now

Most high Fuck around flip where the rest hang
Nother round loaded in the clip w the best aim
never gonna gonna make it out the pit it's depressing
Ima go and burn another bridge if they testy

Tasting the ends
While you playing pretend
Gotta holster the feelings
To face it again
I can't make up a story
To save what is said
So I keep the mouth shut
Ain't no fables for Brett

Overpowered
Leave the soul devoured
Iike a rebid beast
Approach the hopeless hour
Catch me loaded up
We leaving holes in cowards
Keepin 40's tucked
So we be totin power

Get defensive
Fuck your clique is deaded
Gotta massive grippin
On the Smith & Wesson
Fuck a witnesses fibbin
We gon get to shreddin
To the fucking pit
I'm hearing whispers dreaded

CROSS EYED [PROD. SNEAKY]

Track 3 of SMILE RED DEVIL
Vocals by @gullyspit and @jaealaska
Production by gullyspit


Chorus: @gullyspit
no applause 
we ain’t even really started
pulling up the curtain now I’m turning to a target 
got my 45 
turning Jackson to a Pollock 
I ain’t having fun if it ain’t a little toxic
putting chronic in my backwoods
we been moving backwards
UG rappers girl still getting carded
it’s that 
dearly departed 
new suit in a casket
waiting for the violence 
setting fire to mansions

Verse 1: @gullyspit
Forbes list getting turned to the past tense
everybody talking bitch I’m waiting for that action 
imitation never get the same reaction 
gully ain’t a person he is just a piece of fashion 
the devil in the same old suit 
no David this Goliath got a combat boot
seeing ghosts around the corner like turn of the screw
need a new pig pen for the boys in blue 
I had my worst day ever, where the drugs at?
pushing through this paper like a motherfucking thumbtack
watch you stutter for a comeback
they aint never gonna come back
spinning till I’m sick of feeling sickness 
got guns up on my wish list 
feel the violence in yo body like a sickness
been a lot but never been a witness
i ain’t saying nothing piggy go about your business

Chorus

Verse 2: @jaealaska
My mental melting like Dali
Don’t know what got inside me
Unless it was psilocybin 
You better know what you started 
I hit em from every angle while dangling off the target 
Fade away like an echo 
Put you under like metro 
So it’s back to the basics 
Summon the devastation
You could ready the table the garnish in preparation 
Smoking on something something 
That burn away concentration 
“Yo gully open the window it’s starting to smell like bacon” 
Ever through the vapors you could tell just that I’m capably 
Giving you a dozen out the oven like a bakery 
Walked along a narrow path and look at where it’s taken me 
Never one to settle my worst enemy complacency 
Enough of the shit I’ve had it 
It’s tragic the way they acting 
You not apart of the faction 
I don’t believe in you bastards 
I splatter and get to bashing 
And breathing fire like dragons 
They brain controlling the system 
The bullets follow like Manson

Bridge: @jaealaska
I’m, hanging desolate 
High and I’m burning elegant 
Feeling my soul ascend til I’m disconnected irrelevant 
Just by the measurement 
Eyes resemble the sediment 
See you lacking the deficit 
Now that death looking eminent

Chorus

Pollock w/ Jae Alaska

Dan Dipso / RiverKinn / Nyte Lo
Prod. by: coilwound
Artwork: RiverKinn

Wrong Generation (feat. RiverKinn & Nyte Lo)

SAMSARA

INAUDIBLE w/FXCKJAMiE (Prod. FXCKJAMiE)

@mvzi
@fxckyoujamie

⛧LYRICS⛧

FXCKJAMiE:

If you hang up on me imma gut you like a fish
Pussy boy imma kill you make eat the full clip
Honestly I don’t mean that imma make you eat my fist
Got yo bitch by my side made her gag up on my dick

Be riding with the reaper
Cannot be down any deeper
Shawty ain’t no keeper
Know I had to fucking leave her
Yo music hella weaker
Why you asking for a feature
Got bodies in the freezer
You gon really meet my cleaver

MVZI:

Pushing your pressure points
This was the devils choice
Lately baby I’ve been feeling alone

Leaving my luck to coins
I’m two faced hear my voice
Take me chain me so I never move on

Lost in a maze
Can’t find my way
This could all end if I pick up my gun

Blowing my brains
I’ve gone insane
I’m not the problem, so where is your god?

Was I inaudible calling for help
Losing my mind and I’m losing myself
Cried to my mama and prayed every day
At the end of the night I’m still rotting in hell

Am I unloveable I cannot tell
Feed me with lies so my greed fills the cell
Son to no Father who brings on the pain
Fallen follow my eyes now I’m King of The Kell

FXCKJAMiE:

If you hang up on me imma gut you like a fish
Pussy boy imma kill you make eat the full clip
Honestly I don’t mean that imma make you eat my fist
Got yo bitch by my side made her gag up on my dick

Be riding with the reaper
Cannot be down any deeper
Shawty ain’t no keeper
Know I had to fucking leave her
Yo music hella weaker
Why you asking for a feature
Got bodies in the freezer
You gon really meet my cleaver

⛧⛧⛧

INAUDIBLE

SPOTIFY

INAUDIBLE w/FXCKJAMiE (Prod. FXCKJAMiE)

KAMIKAZE- PROPHET X MILITXNT

NEVER CAN

Loose Lips (feat. gullyspit)

Did something happen?
Featuring @xbruxismx
Produced by @istasha
art by @c3of

[BRUXISM]
Nothing left to save you from wrath of all your Karma

Drill inside your head injecting poison like I'm dhalmer

You so fucking stupid that you make me wanna vomit

Call it what you wanna call it that's a promise

No !

I've had enough!

Fuck!

I just wanna see you fucking rot

Ahh

No!

I've had enough!

Fuck you

Don't talk to me don't trust you

Fuck you

I could really do without it promise

Will you just do me a solid

And think about it just honestly

Why the fuck are you constantly

So obsessed with apologies

Why you wanna be wannabes

Wanna another commodity

Just to feed your economy

Bitch I'm sick of it

All your little rules and your polices

From the dirt you came

to the dirt you go

Get down motherfucker down it's about to blow

[LORD DISTORTION]

got my Face down
In a pile of the mufukin gears
Put your key board down, and the virus in the sphere
Artificial ain't no vitamins and minerals
That Big shot on him in the vitals and its critical

Dirt cogging
Bitch i Put computers
On the earth's sockets
Curb stomping
Industry
Them analytics skyrocket
Eyes on the pipe
Crack synthesized
To cybotics
Stem cells
Screeching
For the pleasures hold the mind hostage

got tracks around the scene but they can never get a placement ever been a thing sowe gon bring it to the basics
Grinding on my teeth until my jaw becoming vacant
Take away his image and he feeling very naked

Dirty slimy piece of all the garbage and the sewer
Cucka build up cock it back and hit the longest for the viewer
Users flocking to the surface. Put the croc up in the cooter
Shoulda coulda woulda boy we scoffing at the loser

Get down in the dirt bitch face your time
You gotta drown in your thirst to find your way to the light
Hopping out of this earth, to find his way to the light

You have no one
Bitch you having nothing
Please dont you show up
Get from out the cut g
Please fuck your tone up
You ain't ever pleasing
Me, make him throw up
Punt him out the fucking scene

RUST BUCKET W/ BRUXISM [PROD. ISTASHA]

X HUNCHO - Bad Kid (PROD. YUNG MORTY)

BADKIDMIZU x 99ZED - MAD HOE PT II (PROD. JAKE OHM)

MVKO

Choppa in the tote bag,
I'm dishin toe tags,
Hoes mad, 
Cuz i walk in dressin like a scumbag,
Fall back,
You dont wanna meet the fuckin wolf pack,
Burners hot so the bullets will never get traced back,

Tell the judge, 
Suck a dick,
Walk inside the courtroom tell that bitch i plead the 5th,

To hot to touch, 
Its what it is
I aint scared of shit naw i aint ever been a bitch,

Rag around your mouth i keep you tied up in my trunk,
Are you scared yet motha fucka look at me im having fun,
Your shortie lookin bad so I tell her gimme some,
I'm smashin on her wap and then im out i gotta run,

If you see me out in public dont approach me,
You can hear my inner demon listen closely, 
I'm stalkin through the night I do it ghostly,
Most you pussy rappers actin like some phonies,

But i aint surprised cuz thats always how its been, 
Say some shit behind your back but in person they act your friend,
Better set the guillotine cuz im about to chop some heads,
Pull up with my scythe cloak you can call me grim, lil bitch,

Choppa in the tote bag,
I'm dishin toe tags,
Hoes mad, 
Cuz i walk in dressin like a scumbag,
Fall back,
You dont wanna meet the fuckin wolf pack,
Burners hot so the bullets will never get traced back,

Choppa in the tote bag,
I'm dishin toe tags,
Hoes mad, 
Cuz i walk in dressin like a scumbag,
Fall back,
You dont wanna meet the fuckin wolf pack,
Burners hot so the bullets will never get traced back,

Tell the judge, 
Suck a dick,
Walk inside the courtroom tell that bitch i plead the 5th,

To hot to touch, 
Its what it is
I aint scared of shit naw i aint ever been a bitch,


Santos Santana

sometimes i feel like im about to loose my mind
high tech soda got me blind
got 2 phones right in my pockets
on the left side is my knife

moving packs got five by five
dhc got green and white
my breath is slow my heart is weak
spray naloxon to stay alive

i get my
money on the corner bitch i really mean it
dirty with the soda bitch im really leanin
next week my money longer cuz im really trappin
insurance is my tec 9 send you straight to heaven

bitch i aint no peter pan
i throw my hands like im the man
you catch me swervin inna audi
with them drugs right on demand

extendo clip
frrrr  frrr 30 clips
frrr frrr hallowtips
tec nine on my hip

Scumbag feat. Santos Santana (prod. FALLEN)

ARTIFEX27 - Red Flannel (PROD. CRXMSON X GOSHA)

had to pitch this unfortunately for copyright reasons but i really like the original but i think its lacking some drums so i added them, enjoy! :)
credit to hippie sabotage for original: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0TZ-najMf3o

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