SALIVA GREY x MVKO x 99ZED - MELTDOWN

Forget About Me

Forget About Me | Prod. NetuH

LYRICS-



MILITXNT-

I need to cope
Lay In the water and watch as I float
Lay in the grave and come up as a ghost
Rotting in hell imma roast
Spitting up blood from my throat 
All of my hope is revoked imma sit in the dark all alone
I feel alone I have run out of hope 
Tying my neck on a rope 
Hanging me down on a pole 
Devil is taking a toll he’s lighting the fire like coal 
All of the angels will go up in smoke 
The deal we have made is a hoax 
I need to go 
Haunted by choices 
Keep hearing voices 
Actions bring habits I’m tryna avoid it 
Gray all around me the rain keep on pouring 
Filling my cup with a tear of importance 
I’m feeling pain 
Mask on my face got me feeling like bane 
The demons gonna dance in the rain 
Shake out these shackles and bust out these chains 
Come from the ground with a crown on my brain 
I feel insane 
I need to empty my head 
Put the beam to my skull make it red 
Leaking out brains on my bed 
All of the blood gonna spread 
I need some meds 
Put him in a bag hear a zip
Toss him in the back of the whip
Ready hear a blast from my blick
Knife to the vein on ya wrist make it drip
Running out of time kill him quick
Blade on my back 
Pick up the Mac add a Mag then attack 
Grind up his body and pack like a jack 
Cut off your head then I toss in a sack 



PROPHET-

Nail me to the cross 
Cuz I’m one of the gods 
god of the bloodshed 
kill for a cause 
Drag you to the woods
& your bound to get lost 
Leaving no evidence 
Case getting dropped 
Cock the Glock back
& Im letting it off 
Creep in the fog 
Cutting your throat 
when you get to the car 
See them in person 
They’re acting real hard 
Till I act up 
with the pistol 
and spark 
Choppa gets lit up like 
Candles in dark 
One in the head 
And put 2 in yo heart 
You talking hot 
And get shot on the spot 
Tighten the noose 
When I wrap round the knots 
Fuck all the feds 
Give a shit bout a cop 
Cut up the carcass 
And leave it to rot 
Serial killer 
My victims I stalk 
Follow you home 
When you go for a walk 
See me behind you 
Keep running don’t stop 
Leaking his brains 
& they outline in chalk 
Your time is ticking 
Always on the clock 
Call me the scarecrow 
always round crops 
Selling a bag 
I just re up’d the stock 
I hit the block 
With the crack in my socks 
Trap house is booming 
From cooking up rock 
Whipping the Pyrex 
Im stirring the pot 
Imma stay here 
Wether like it or not 
I’m taking everything 
Give what you got 
Stolen whips in this bitch
all of em hot 
Stole em straight
out of the parking lot
If it goes wrong 
I’m down to flock 
That’s what i do anyway 
to the opps

OMERTÀ- MILITXNT X PROPHET (prod.ARAGOTH)

.                   INTL. TYRANT SECT MEMBERS
.                      DVRKSIDE & ILLUSION LUNA
.                            “Recipe for Murder:”
.                                 Prod. CURTES


Verse 1 : DVRKSIDE 


I beg thee 
Test me 
Bitch I got the recipe 
For murder 
make em rest in peace 
The devil got a hex on me 

I stand and deliver 
Momma raised a killer 
So if you try and press me ima snatch yo fuckin liver 

Bitch I’m cut throat 
Heads roll 
Anytime I let go 
Squeeze inhale the gun smoke 
Weed for sale and much moe 

You fuckin with the sect 
So you better show respect 
If you talk up out yo neck 
Then you just breathed in yo last breath 

I don’t play nice 
I’ll take yo life and won’t think twice 
So roll the dice 
But you’ll get sliced and put on ice 

Cause I can’t leave a body warm 
So I don’t 
That shotty leave you body torn 
Lil boy you choked 
—————————————————————————
Verse 2 : ILLUSION LUNA


momma raised a killa 

twist the blade up in yo liver 

bitch my backwood taste vanilla 

tyrant sect we a militia  

no michael jackson this a thriller 

pray to god but i’m a sinner 

yeah it’s cold but i don’t shiver 

run up em make em quiver 

bitch i’m out for blood till there’s nothing that remains 

pussy boy you up next to meet my fucking blade

time to meet yo fucking maker run and hide but you ain’t safe 

mothafucking tyrant sect bitch you betta know tha name 
—————————————————————————

Verse 3 : DVRKSIDE

Boy yo ass so fake you ain’t no G outside that booth 
If you ain’t gang then you can’t hang unless it’s dangled from my noose 
Tyrant sect out on the loose 
So you best watch how you move 
Leave nothing left but thoughts of you and scattered ashes on my boots 

Ima sex addict bitch I put the D in depression 
I been dead pussy don’t you step to this revenant 
Snatch out yo soul send yo bitch ass to Heaven 
Murder my art form bitch pain just a lesson

RECIPE FOR MURDER - DVRKSIDE X ILLUSIONLUNA - (Prod. CURTES)

Nothing
_____________________________

Im making more cuz im living next to nothing
Im making more cuz im living next to nuh uh
Abyss is my wristwatch time is 'roachin on that runaway bitch I'm a motherfuckin little flicker, hunnid in a second'
Im wreckin Im checkin
Im on the bottom feeder's neckin'

Waterboard em' till they're twitchin'
Ima tell you from the motherfuckin kitchen
Cookin up with Cerberus pups im making out with imps and sucu-liches
Ima duck em make some niches, usurp you with hook to listen
Makin bank, off some sad boys and some skanks
Ide be pissed but its my kink, I kinda like the way she thinks 
Ima thank - ranking files of an army from my drank
Did you sip it, did you tip it - need ya to pour it down the sink- 

I'm making
I'm making more
Im making more cuz
Im making more
Cuz im living next to nothing

Curse the water cross those boarders, ima terminus in order
Culdusaq for all the hoarders of the wealth and all the whore-girls
Smoke a quarter for the mortar brick and pestle fire-starter
Grassroots movement from the under ground I'm like a lord, girl

Im making more cuz im living next to nothing
Im making more cuz im living next to nuh uh

Waterboard em' till they're twitchin'
Ima tell you from the motherfuckin kitchen
Cookin up with Cerberus pups im making out with imps and sucu-liches
Ima duck em make some niches, usurp you with hook to listen
Makin bank, off some sad boys and some skanks
Ide be pissed but its my kink, I kinda like the way she thinks 
Ima thank - ranking files of an army from my drank
Did you sip it, did you tip it - need ya to pour it down the sink

Im making more cuz im living next to nothing
Im making more cuz im living next to nuh uh

BLANK SLATE (PROD. DAVID ARCADE)

BODAH REVY - TEN BACK (prod. ArQ)

LYRICS:

Revy,
Stickin it to the man I got that .40 I tuck
Bitch I pull up on your block
They call me Revy, I must
Get the dust, doesn't matter what you call it mane
Push it to the limit hit that fetty boy that choppa mane
Said that he got that wet,
Said that he got that woah
Coming up bitch I'm wet
Coming up on a roll
Centerfold, lookin cold when I hit shit
Hunnit on that sticka mane
I fall out on that hot shit
Cum from the woke shit
Hit I can't stop breathing boy I'm ballin out
Bum biddie bum bum
Fuck your medication now I'm seizing out
Fuck what it look like?
Bitch I can't sign shit you really tweaking now
Revy done messed up, check up
Ready your tech up, press on
Said that he what? Said that he good?
Don't believe that shit you say
Coming up quick, coming up good
Stay the fuck out of my way
They want a track, with the rev
Like you got some shit to say
Left on read, like you should
I don't got no time to play

Woah
Woah, woah
Woah woah, yuh
Revy

Pull the ten back crackin like a tin man
Ten bands, winter weather colder like a ice man
Kick stand posse good, do it like I knew I would
Trappin out the telly, tuck a buck until my pockets good
I keep a razor, she call me bae with the blade
I won't save ya, put a stain on my name
I don't hate ya, but I'll bang on your grave
I'm a stain to the game, fuck it up, wait I'mma take off
Fuck my life I'mma tote my nine got people out to get me now
445 where the po-po ride got dope up on me reach around
Tuck my shit I'mma flick my wrist got Revy on my speakers now
Benny done left the scene, I miss the Renegade I'm freakin out

TEN BACK

TEN BACK (Prod. ArQ)

MOBBS RADICAL x BEAMON — SURGE!(PROD. NEEDLE)

ELEGANCE IS ON MY TATs

TITS ARE OUT RIGHT ON MY SACK

IM FLICKIN BACK, GRANDMA TV ON THE STAT

MY PAYMENT LACKS, IM MAKING BARELY - EYES ARE ON THAT BEVERLY ->

EYES ARE CROSSIN  DAMSEL IN DISTRESS, BUT IM A SCARY G

MARRY ME, OH GOD I NEED YOU ON MY MATRESS, MISTRESS WITH WHIPPED-OUT BLACK LASHES

ON HER LIMBO BENDIN BACKSA, BDSMIN LIKE ACTRESS

I hit the hattrick

women are clackin aand Cluckin spit up on my cock

my h eight is honored by a god

Ima demi stricken hot

Im gone

Cut the devil let him out like fuckin megaphone

Im etchin in some cemetery shoot em in the zone

Trippin on whats necessarily packed up in the bong 

Making medical on mind Im feeling like im wrong

But im not

Im like a riff played under clock

Timing impeccable raps are so succulent palpable

scalpel go into yo buck, get buck, step  buck

Eleven steps from heaven I made it to cliff top of bodies I papped

Im making a mockery of all the fuckery, know you want nan of me but Im your god

IM GONE (PROD. SOUL)

Hip Hop Lives Forever

Produced By BM11
Cover By BM11

https://open.spotify.com/album/5Og42d5aPrJSEzJ5pI2XF8?si=aSCXPNArTEu6DOybh3F3YA

Lyrics :
severe your soul from ya body 
probably
aint nobody
ever gonna stop me 
rowdy
whip out the spirit gun
this be my Tommy
i know you folding
no origami

i aint wanna summon all my demons
this
wasn't part of the agreement
please god 
tell me that im dreaming
why my spirit energy decreasing
look at my vitals
i dont think im breathing
creatures from another world
changing up my helix
molecules be running thru
darkening ma feelings
i dont wanna witness
all my bleeding hit the ceiling
who the fuck did u really think i was
came from the bottom
i came from the mud
never had anything
i dont show love
betrayal around me
i dont give out trust
(2x)
never had anything i dont show love
betrayal around me i dont give out trust
fuck what they saying about me
 i dont give a fuck anymore
stomping on anyone 
blocking my way to the throne
no game of thrones
i bring the storm
i know these fuckas
are talking on all of that dumb shit im hearing behind on my
back
if this is a race
i’m dom torreto
the kruegers my nitrous to leave all them pussies in last
i know you bustas are wack
woah
i know you bustas all cap
woah 
we know you really dont trap 
woah
try me ill pullout the strap 
fuck is you talking about
opps yeah we gun em down
playing for keeps
and yo hoes we gon fuck em now
i am the king of the underground
say my name twice
cuz i know that u love it now

BERNIEMACELEVEN - KOTUG (PROD. BM11)

TUMAGGZ x MOBBS RADICAL x MVKO- INSOMNIA(PROD. TUMAGGZ)

THEY CALL ME AN URBAN LEGEND 🪦 
H E A T H E N 
1/2 EGOBREAKER 👹👾
https://soundcloud.com/we_are_egobreaker

Forget About Me | Prod. NetuH

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