one of the best flows i've ever heard in my life

THIS FKING BEAT GOT ME FEELINF LIKE A MARTYRRR

I’ve had this on repeat for a couple weeks now

engineered/co-prod: @sastrp

lyrics: 
goin ghost like my name was d phantom or sumn 
blowin smoke from the end of the cannon i’m bussin 
touched down in the land of the dead for a second 
nigga time for armageddon 
ok i been known to click jaws finger flick broads til they lips gone 
big boss w a blick tossed by my hip 
trigger hit dawg and i’m pissed off like a pit dog 
stickll hit raw and it swish like i’m chris paul 

jigga jiggy w the shit ima get em hit up give em astigmatism 
lift the stick up i’m really wid it i’ll really hit yo bitch and give her inches 
you niggas bitchin you wasn’t w the bidness off the rip 
cuz like sid i’m viscous and this a stick up 

back then didn’t nobody follow me 
times change now i’m known as a prodigy 
lead foot hit the gas in the dead of night 
listen closely ima end his life with nothing but a big bang 
and switchblade to his ribcage 
lift, aim! turn this bitch brain to a lil stain 
you was right to look the other way 
cuz i could easily turn his plight into a double date 
you motherfuckers sleeping on me 
so back the fuck up take a breather homie 
to keep it honest you don’t need to know me 
i keep the heater on me 
my crystal castle where i’m freezing lonely 
she make it clap and then she kneel below me 
reloading...

out on all platforms

you kids wanna see a dead body? (prod. adjacen7)

Prod. Gullyspit

Artwork by syhn! @pastelskylines on twitter

Lyrics:

Pre Chorus:
In the gutter where rats might bite
I don’t need a reason we can do it on sight 
middle of the night cigarette need a light 
all over yo skin needle holes for the  mites
all between yo toes 
under nails outta sight 
got em in a row 
in my stomach feel the spite 
red room red dot 
just right 
ready for the fight 

Hook:
we got people in trees
guns in the leaves
shells in the dirt
enemies on they knees 
begging for they life
ah shit say please
lords of the flies meet
the king of the fleas
x2

Verse:
punishment and crime 
I been rotten with my stolen time 
we ain’t really bringing knives 
read between the lines 
shrunken heads, straw dolls
and a broken shrine 
teddys poltergeist 
Frankenstein's shells and 9s
no ones fine overhaul i mean overkill 
over all I’m popping pills that we rob and steal
fuck the pity boy I need a meal
cardiac feel the panic when the tire squeal
mean mugging me I make you star in guinea pig
earth movers from the sewers I can really dig
snub nose, bullets  fly like I'm billy kid
shout the boys in blue y’all some filthy pigs 
on the oil rig where the fucking captain at
Bronson with the blows ,  bloody nose , actions back 
someone better can’t imagine that  
stray dogs fighting over the scraps

Pre Chorus:
In the gutter where rats might bite
I don’t need a reason we can do it on sight 
middle of the night cigarette need a light 
all over yo skin needle holes for the  mites
all between yo toes 
under nails outta sight 
got em in a row 
in my stomach feel the spite 
red room red dot 
just right 
ready for the fight 

Hook:
we got people in trees
guns in the leaves
shells in the dirt
enemies on they knees 
begging for they life
ah shit say please
lords of the flies meet
the king of the fleas
x2

King of the Fleas

Lyrics:

Verse:
the hogs are running wild today
they forgot they left they guns out 
better know we find a way to smack em put they lights out 
track you when the lights out 
must have got that infrared technology
apologies 
like crack we leave em left for dead floating 
nothing more explosive or more potent 
nothing more corrosive 
or wicked down in the ocean
shake hands for the promotion 
clap for all the kings 
body moving awkward as they pulling on yo strings 
spread yo wings and hope the wax don’t melt
the smack get dealt
the skins turns pelt
shit what about it 
if the world stop turning would it topple all the mountains 
eyes in yo stomach when you spent yo whole allowance 
bank of the republic gonna  come collect the balance 
I’m callous from the shell shock
climbing up the tower hear the ring when the bell drops 
locust in the field now they ration out the dead crops

Hook:
kill that cop hes in yo head 
Hit em with a bullet 
just don’t listen what he says 
yeah they like they way I pull it 
how that trigger reset 
you got poison in yo mind 
and I’m here to clean the a mess 

kill that god hes in yo head 
fill em with a bullet 
just don’t  listen what he says 
yeah they like they way I pull it 
how that trigger reset 
you got poison in yo mind 
and I’m here to clean the a mess 

Verse 2:
clinging to the rooftop like rot on top da bread
maggot in the compost and sickness in the shed 
man I led the horse to water and you filled it up with lead 
murder in the sunset left blood all on the bed 
still dealing with the unrest when everyone was red 
I got to much on the mind that’s the illness I forget 
you got nothing left to find for the cop inside yo head 
can anybody hear you if yo message left on read 
they  not capable 
drugs up in yo body and this cup means you replaceable  
thugs up in the lobby showing historys erasable
belly of the beast and his hunger is insatiable 
raid in the apartment everything you got is traceable 
bitch I know  y’all  really care
caught between the necktie or chubbuck live on air 
this ain’t what it’s posed to be like
yall know it isn’t fair
I can give you any weapon you don’t gotta be scared

Hook:
kill that cop hes in yo head 
Hit em with a bullet 
just don’t listen what he says 
yeah they like they way I pull it 
how that trigger reset 
you got poison in yo mind 
and I’m here to clean the a mess 

kill that god hes in yo head 
fill em with a bullet 
just don’t  listen what he says 
yeah they like they way I pull it 
how that trigger reset 
you got poison in yo mind 
and I’m here to clean the a mess 

Outro:
kill that punk hes in yo head 
fill em with a bullet 
just don’t  listen what he says 
kill him with his weapon 
watch that trigger reset 
he got poison in yo mind 
now you cleaning up the mess

The Cop Inside Your Head

Stream: https://hypeddit.com/nikkodaegholuga/aha-aha
@daegho

Lyrics:

[NIKKO]
AHA!
Boy we laughing at you stupid fucks
AHA!
To the bank with all my fucking bucks 
That’s that guala, guala 
Roll em up, grabba 
Put holes in em grr-aa-tta
Damn right, we hot lava

[DAEGHO]
Creeping up outta the underground
Bitch I did this shit off my own sound
Motherfuckers tryna claim our crown
Got everybody claiming Outcast now
Let me make it clear to you
Let me make it real
I could gut ‘em like some fish and leave em wheezing out their gills
I’m a loco omnipotent killer
I’m the one to fear
What the fuck is competition 
When I’m the only one here?
So bitch the shut the fuck up
You’ll never be one of us
I know you bothered that
You can’t possibly copy, or pop off like any of us
Leave your carcass
Rotting in the darkness, regardless
It’s so hilarious when motherfuckers think they’re in the same conversation as us 

[NIKKO]
AHA!
Boy we laughing at you stupid fucks
AHA!
To the bank with all my fucking bucks 
That’s that guala, guala 
Roll em up, grabba 
Put holes in em grr-aa-tta
Damn right, we hot lava 

[NIKKO]
Yeah I started, broke and retarded 
Now I’m on it and regarded, something a god is
We both got dicks but I’m the hardest yuh 
Wait hold up pause it 
All this money need deposit yuh
Like what’s a wallet?
Fuckers soft and in the closet 
Like a jacket or a cardigan 
I’m in your hood regardless

[DAEGHO]
Umm like whats the problem?
Trust I’m gonna solve it
Got two choppers up
Like I got dual helicopters
Commando crawl through the system camouflaged, undercover
Only option?
Bodybag suckers
And leave em under covers 

[NIKKO]
Yeah 
What would you sacrifice?
I would go to war 
Go to hell 
And lose my fucking life
I wouldn’t do it once 
I’d do it twice 
Watch you get stabbed up with this knife 
And the way it’s raining blood 
I just might dance with em tonight  
Yeah

AHA!
Boy we laughing at you stupid fucks
AHA!
To the bank with all my fucking bucks 
That’s that guala, guala 
Roll em up, grabba 
Put holes in em grr-aa-tta
Damn right, we hot lava

AHA!

AHA! feat. DAEGHO (prod. LUGA)

psilocybinn tape otw 

@hellalsd
——————————————————
u can be with anyone that’s better like instead of me
im to fucking sacred we only talk when i’m off lsd
haven’t seen her in a month she quick to start undressing me
cooking up ya ya yall ain’t got the recipe
hate my life wish that i could die i don’t wanna live
wake up at like 12 pm they i light a spliff
haven’t seen her in like 6 months im so done with this
she said that she hate young grimm but she tryna pull up to the crib

🌎grimm🌎 - acid fucking ruined me man 😓😓

Prod. Zyller46 x Northeast Lights
Support Sinizter >:)
747

BULLETBAG (ft. Sinizter) (prod. Zyller)

WE ARE THE DIRT WE ARE THE MORBID WE ARE THE HURT NO CAP GET TURNT

(Riff by JINNKILLZ)

WE ARE THE DIRT (feat. pezzhead & Deijuvhs)

official visualizer: https://youtu.be/-0hYi4bzsYM
prod: @adjacen7
mixed and mastered: @necrocorpse

lyrics: 
open season on you peons
load in three you know the reason
known to leave em leakin bleeding
you might think he lost a liter 
ima genius with the speech 
i make her leak like aquafina 
i might be in italy the way i make em lean like pisa 
she a diva

rich dicktip kid 
ladies love it when i hip fire
spit sick shit
she gon buss it til that bitch tired 
run around the block 
i bring it back just like an oldie
got my gun i tote them glocks 
i brought that mac ain’t no "aroni" 
hoe you phony with the love so bitch quit liking my pictures 
boy you 40 with no job 
you can’t even talk without snitching 
ima god amongst you men so when you beg for forgiveness 
just know these hollows heavensent 
thy will be done with no witness 
i’ll give em stitches

THE CLASH AT DEMONHEAD

quiet as a dead friend [prod. adjacen7]

official visualizer: https://youtu.be/-lW5T8A7GZc
prod: @adjacen7
mixed and mastered: @necrocorpse

lyrics: 
you been lookin for a god hand lil nigga 
you got it lil nigga 
my missiles catastrophic lil nigga 
i’ll slaughter you [REDACTED] 
you products of narcotics lil nigga 
i thought it was fishy how no one ever brought up you nigga 
ironic, go figure

i keep it sick wit the flow 
like a nigga pneumonia 
she better keep that dick in her throat 
i’ll be pissed if she don’t 
i been wishin for a nigga to roll up
i’m ripping his soul i forgot to put the stick in the holster 
you gettin yo throat cut
bitch you get it

i got a hoe you know she throw it at me 
go on bitch you so damn nasty
no offense you know the addy
throw a fit this gon end badly 
buss it like a automatic 
watch me flick the trigger 
got lil shawty and her homegirls askin “why’d you pick that nigga?”

the fall will kill you [prod. adjacen7]

EGODEAT (prod. KLIMONGLUE)
747 HHM NEPHILIM TRASH
ACAB KILL 2020 
Official music video: 
lyrics:
50 drum, glozzy cocking watch your lungs split
40 racks all on me, now I'm looking sun kissed
wussup, said he want it so we smoke em up
eliante on the bezel hanging off my wrist/
put my fist up in your bitch,
shawty said she love that shit,
now we smoking out the zip, we rolling green up like a witch
Keep a chopper with a dick on em, I'm never gonna miss,
caught some bodies playing victim, way I'm always in the mix.
Broke my knuckle on your lip, what's up,
40 bricks im bout to flip i lost my job don't give a shit, bitch
yellow diamonds look like piss, i be chopping all these snakes up you gon finna hear me hiss
40 thousand dollars in my bank, no need to count that shit
i fell in love with money so im always out here counting it
all these artists fake they hearing gunshots and they cowering, i pull up on your block and leave a pussy rapper counterfeit,
lil bitch, where the money at? i know you're out here housing it, i never play with killers you a pussy and you're proud of it,
pillaging up your villa i go bump in the night, .45/5 with the potato to cut the sound of it/
cock back and i bang, click clack and i paint, smoke gas by the day, flak jacket in the bank, trash mask on the face
Yoppa make em levitate, i aint got a gang I've got a chopper like a heavyweight. no we cannot talk to much i never wanna converse
never switching lanes cu all these rappers wanna follow me, twenty in my pocket rocket shooting harmonies, fuckin on your bitch i want her soul ut gave her heart to me, put lead up in your arteries/
i got shooters who got get you on the low, yeh
i got ruler clips that hollow out your bones, yeh
smoke so much that i can never find my phone, i might just buy another one i might just stay the fuck alone, yeh

EGODEATH! (Video in Desc)

mixed by: @sastrp // cover art by: @gvzzvh
official amv: [https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UdspHR_oMUU] 

lyrics:
hop out the whip then i hop on his neck 
we sending some shots at your vest 
if you talkin that shit then we pop at your set
my men don’t take kindly to threats 
and i’m stacking that guala guala by the c-note 
i’m smackin your daughter daughter  she freak if i ask it i got it got it 
bitch i’m evil my life like a movie by q tarantino 

im slapping that clip in that’s a tec 
and i’m racking that biditch 
god of death i’m too accurate wit it 
gotta jet an immaculate image of god in the flesh and i’m back into bidness 
not to fret i’m spectacular wit it 
got a check and i’m splashin on niggas 
got her wet if im baggin a bitch thats a ten outta ten outta ten

tryna fill up my pants w bands 
my thumper want smoke like it’s amsterdam 
i dump on your clique if it jams, it jams 
i run up and give em these hands on hands 
lil nigga my bitch from the land japan 
i’m fuckin w bitches that dance to dance 
then fuck on they friends cuz i’m in command 
i don’t have that big an attention span 
lil nigga 
if i want the world in my hands then i got it 

thinkin of spazzin, i’ve really had it w you products 
grippin the gat and then let him have it
who’d have thought it? 
lookin to splatter you when i ran up w the yopper you a 
typical bastard you woulda had it if i dropped it 
now it’s too bad cuz i really ran off w the profit 
if i’m smackin her ass then you know that bitch is real exotic 
what i have in my attic will make a nigga wanna vomit

tarantino [prod. cxdy x scorpio]

⌖ corpsecartel ⌖

aka slade kovacs

contact -> [donotresurrectMGMT@gmail.com]

quiet as a dead friend [prod. adjacen7]

do not resurrect ⌖

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