Hoping for a better dream to wake up from ⚡

ну и хуйня, заебали блевать в микрофон

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Produced by Yung Scott & Binxx 

Artwork by Yung Scott

Flatline

Flatline ft. Yung Scott & Binxx

Feat. @billsaberdotcom
Prod. BLEACH KIDD
Mixed - @okayrusty

:: LYRICS ::

Delusions are rollin around in my head
Tellin me that I’d rather be better off dead
So it’s off with my head cuz I’m done takin meds 
This whole life that I’ve lived I did it with no ends

A-LOW Bill $aber we come with the flavor 
Headlines in the news and front page of your papers
The only true saviors still left in the game 
It’s a race to top and we came in first place 

Woke up 
And I’m still fucked up 
Yeah I made a lot of money but i blew it all at once 
Yeah now I’m back on my grind 
What a time to be alive 
Nah wait I’m just kidding 
What a perfect time to die 

(Aye) I go crazy over here so don’t you bring it over here
I kill this shit to no avail 
I fix my brain my soul repair 
With these vixes on my tail 
I got they brains shiftin 
I aim different 
I grind I meet the world 
But I ain’t lane switchin I think different 
I tame bitches 
The same bitches ask if I could meet her 
I got me some bape and apes 
I got a two seater 
That’s your baby momma, n**
That’s my mamacita
She dream about me all the time and I can’t even see her 
All this time I flex (yuh) 
Bitch they know who next (yuh)
Flippin that money I’m flippin that money
Barry Bonds duplex 
Double Nike two checks 
You do a lot go do less 
I smoke a lot I’m too stressed 
In my O I do my best

Why she gotta look at my wrist like that 
How you think I know she take the dick like that 
Playin with her heart I gave that shit right back 
Gave that shit right back 
No hearts for the wicked 
Watch me flee 

From the scene 
So obscene 
She came home with me 
No apologies 
For the weak
You ain’t friends with me 
I’m tryna help myself and redirect my mental health 
Inside of a direction where I can find happiness and wealth 
Tryna help a tragedy 
That tragedy seems to be me slowly hoping that everything will go back to how it used to be 
I’m not gonna lie I’m scared to death to see what happens next 
Late on my rent
Got bills stacked up 
But still ain’t got no fucking checks 

Yeah my future still looking blank 
No more money inside the bank 
Put my hands over my face and sit alone inside the rain 
Can you feel my pain 
Cold blood running in my veins 
If this depression never ends I think I might lose my brain.

I'm GoD (ft. Bill $aber) [Music Visual in Description]

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LIVE @ FUNCTION [Prod. ZACH SUTTON]

MVKO 

Man down,
Choppa clean you up like sham-wow
Hellhounds,
Hungry pits inside the dog pound
12 rounds,
Stand inside the ring get knocked out,
Big mouths,
Talkin all that shit you ain't bout

Smokin on that loud it shake the windows call it sonic boom,
Open up the pit we get to swingin watch us clear the room,
Dr doom blinded from the sunlight walkin out my tomb
Fuck you bitin motha fuckas leave you sweeped dont need a broom,
Lack of oxygen I dont breathe I dont need that,
Thinkin that you hard until we pull up change yo mindset
Im steady smokin pounds while you struggle for a dime bag,
Hollow point sent through your head for free dont need a price tag,
If lifes a game of chance I'll press my luck never gonna fold,
Eyes rolled back I saw my rest until the knife cuts through my bone,
I'm a soul of Roanoke meet my gaze and turn to stone,
Ghost with a cut throat watch the blood run down your walls,

X2
No russian I'm in the lobby wit a pump bitch,
All I needs one shot catch a body when that slug hits,
No I never heard of yuh its 1v1 on terminal, 
Intervention quick scope your fate is irreversible 

JMATTSON 

Breaking down some bud bitch we out the mud count it up 
Not too many motherfuckers that I’m down to trust loud as fuck 
When we walk in you can smell us looking flyer than propellers 
There ain’t shit that you could tell us little bitch 
Run it up run it up 
Most these rappers dumb as fuck
double h m you bitch we bout this shit we steady coming up 
What the fuck what the fuck 
Excellent we nothing but 
You gone pass the blunt or what 
These Haters we gon fuck em up hoe
All these motherfuckers on some weak you shit you got me fucked up if you think that I ain’t peep it how come all the sudden everyone a bunch of leaches ran off with my style I got more you can keep it bitch 
You know what the fuck it is
8 grams in the wood you be smoking on them twigs 
Never smoking mid got gelato in the spliff that’s your girl tell me why the fuck she all up on my dick

WITCHOUSE 40K

Fall back/
Suck a dick, lil pussy boy
You ain’t got a .40, takin selfies with a toy, hoe/
Nerf gun thug bro, I destroy his ego, I feast on yo kinfolk like they were a meal/
I just copped a deagle, my sight on yo hero/
I’m digging up graves and they calling me zero/
I look like a rot, boy you act like a beagle/
Your life is so fake like you working at regal/
Pullin up hit with an uzi, knockin em out like I’m selling him roofies/
I just got blood on my soobies/
Red bottom walking I’m walkin on rubies/
She saying use me, drape me in Louis, I ain’t a noobie suckin that dick/
Takin a groupie, making her boujee, now I got Lucy all on my dick/
Turning your ass into ash like a pyro, hollowtips fire breathing call em spyro/
Fuckin a bitch in the back, aye/
Fuckin a bitch for the bag, aye/
Hittin a lick and I’m calling it quites, and I’m cutting a brick that I stash in the whip/
Indica zip hit me up for the ick and I’m fuckin yo butch with my dick in her ribs/
Poppin out, bitch I walk it out while you on your couch/
Smoke em out, bitch I’m rolling pounds, only rolling loud/
Bulletproof, but they fall in down, feed em to the crowd/
Hellhounds running through your town, no ain’t no bodies found/
Blech

ZERO feat. JMattson & Witchouse 40k (Prod. Santos Santana)

RIP KVMIZXDA

DISCORD : discord.gg/rHFkkVRhNw

VISUALS : https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZlbzSpEyKBY&frags=pl%2Cwn

LYRICS : https://genius.com/Downfvll-cerbero-lyrics

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KVMIZXDA
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PROMPTO
https://soundcloud.com/jesseyryan
https://www.instagram.com/promptomusic/
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Beat by 5:10
https://traktrain.com/510#455835
https://soundcloud.com/t510
https://www.instagram.com/5.1.0_/?hl=en
https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCuAUf3fo4h_b0WNk835BrJg

Cover art by re.trashde
https://www.instagram.com/re.trashde

CERBERO ft. KVMIZXDA & PROMPTO (prod. 5:10)

WHATCHA NEED [PROD CHRONIC SHNXMAN]

From the east to the west
Motherfuckers staying pressed
My mind it has no limits
You just want someone to mimic

From the style to the sound
Bitch it comes and goes around
My pain won’t be contained 
No soul or body can remain

Long long ago I burned the crops and bathed in ashes 
You so famished you so parched I took all the fucking rations
The rope around my neck ain’t cut me free from all my sins 
The gallows I will proudly die the afterlife’ll soon begin

Gone to insanity causing calamity
Hanging from oak I’m no one that you’d stand to be
Verbal atonement the scripture I wrote it
Take credit for sacrilege got no opponent 

Bragging bout clean slates pseudo intellect
Boutta take a fucking aim we got two up in the Tec
Better rep the set better show what you about
Bitch you better represent you better fake it for the clout 

From the east to the west
Motherfuckers staying pressed
My mind it has no limits
You just want someone to mimic

From the style to the sound
Bitch it comes and goes around
My pain won’t be contained 
No soul or body can remain

Five days ago I took the crops I set to flames 
I summoned spirits by my side I walk on water breaking chains
The belt around my wrist ain’t set me free from all the dirt
Inside my coffin I will rest my rite of passage out of earth 

Finding out where these motherfuckers hide
They’re feeding and leeching like a parasite
Ain’t getting no weaker I twitch I’m a tweaker
I sacrifice everything I am a leader

Skies blacked out but I’m seeing blood red
Wanna rain down lead but the clip’s drum fed
Castration of justice I know that you love this 
I know that you stalking whenever I publish

From the east to the west
Motherfuckers staying pressed
My mind it has no limits
You just want someone to mimic

From the style to the sound
Bitch it comes and goes around
My pain won’t be contained 
No soul or body can remain

Hazardous

Sacrilege

GOD DAMN (prod. Ellis Delta)

Mixed by 33marrow

Lyrics:
Dead space when I’m filling up my stasis 
Disgrace when I flip through the pages
Remain with the horror on your faces
Dead space
Dead space I’m so vacant 
Dead space on my face bet you want a taste
Say your grace leave no trace
Do not watch when you’re over me
Are you insane with the relay
I might chase bitch call me Isaac cause all I do is slay
Wait
Stomp your brains

Zero oh no
I’m all alone
Floating unknown 
Catch me I’m cold
Zero oh no
I’m all alone
Floating unknown 
Catch me I’m cold

Checking back in torture again I am a sinner
It never ends killing begins I am the hunter
Pardon my grin happy within I am the killer
Bodies on bodies slicing through limbs 
I pull the trigger

Dead space when I’m filling up my stasis 
Disgrace when I flip through the pages
Remain with the horror on your faces
Dead space
Dead space I’m so vacant 
Dead space 

Zero oh no
I’m all alone
Floating unknown 
Catch me I’m cold
Zero oh no
I’m all alone
Floating unknown 
Catch me I’m cold

Dead Space (Prod. F8Deprived)

[PROD. SIXTHELLS] 
[COVER BY BUVARDBOY] 

Woke up 
Me and my rage in the cemetery
Walking down every thombstone
Bloody Mary
Get fucked
Thats life and its necessary
Take the shit 
Take the pain
Then nothing scares you
Get bucks
Catch your millions but you'll
Never get no real love
Fix your face with this cash
After I hit hard
Uppercut, jab down your jaw
Its lockdown
Take your bitch ya and she give me top now

Im not evil 
I just wanna blow the steam
Yes bitch imma scream
Eh
Life is lethal
And its never what it seems
Maybe im just dreaming 
Aye
Im not evil 
I just wanna blow the steam
Yes bitch imma scream
Eh
Life is lethal
And its never what it seems
Maybe im just dreaming 
Aye

No shit
I put the nails down your coffin
You got no shades
Down the wall
With my gold fangs
Doped out, with my mind 
flipping dope things
Check me now
Yea you try the same thing

Get out of face if you can’t stop fronting
All I can promise 
Theres gonna be violence
Why you all acting like a God
Bitch please you the one who stall
Fucked up man you a fraud
Fuck it let them think they above
Then I just strike
Hysteric imma bite
yea my whole gang
Is the product of the night

Woke up 
Me And my rage in the cemetery
Walking down every thombstone
Bloody mary
Get fucked
Thats life and its necessary
Take the shit 
Take the pain
Then nothing scares ya
Get bucks
Catch your millions but youll
Never get no real love
Fix your face with this cash
After I hit hard
Uppercut, jab down your jaw
Its lockdown
Take your bitch ya and she give me top now

MUDPIT

03 Ludacris

Producer/Vocalist/Audio Engineer
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