Up ⬆️ it been 3year but still fire fr ❤️‍🔥🖤

[VERSE I: YUNG PLAGUE]
I bite the head off a bat while it’s hanging from the motherfucking noose uh 
Pump you full of fucking lead 
Don’t wanna have to shoot ya 
Motherfuck the fucking feds they never finding you uh
Everyday I wake up gotta pop shots off at 13 fucking new blocks 
Putting 2 blades up inside of your liver 
The Devil evades you while you drown in rivers 
Selection of death is permitted by sinners 
I’ll clear out the lobby and send you good riddance 
Yung Plague is deranged and I’m leaving a stain like Cobain with some buckshot and needle in vein and I’m threading the barrel and loading the shotty 
I’ll point it straight up at my muhfucking brain

[VERSE II: DVDDEAD$HOT]
I think I’ve had enough
of all of you fuck niggas 
I will not smoke this shit unless the blunt bigger
My middle finger aiming to the sun nigga  
Stop making music nobody will fuck wit ya 
You ain’t original bitch you my clone 
Your bitch was loyal 
She saw all my racks 
All of sudden now she give me dome
Heard him all talking he cannot do that 
Well I just did lil bitch 
I flipped the switch so many times 
I said some shit, it probably was out of line 
Sorry ain’t sorry I’ll never apologize
Said what i meant bitch, I will never comprise 
true individual you bitches some copycats  
got them all wondering where all the bodies at 
DVD, Ruby, on track 
You ain’t stopping that 
DVDDEAD$HOT just show me where targets at

HORROR $HOW II [PROD. JACOMAKAVELI]

(yokai)

WELCOME TO THE SIMULATION

LINEUP:
@DISTORTIONTHE1
@YUNGWIMBO
@C3OF
@VENTINGPALACE

ARTWORK:
@C3OF

PRODUCTION:
@ALONEFOREVER666

MIXING:
@VENTINGPALACE

LYRICS:
(LORD DISTORTION)
Beretta shephard take you down to many levels 
Hella bellows coming out and roaring 
Scraping out the tent, your entry level 
I'm the tendril devil, groping you to hell the ghetto
Pull up in the chevy, metal shooting out the clip till death it's settled

But you Cease to be a threat 
Rub the feces on your flesh 
That PCP to give him rest 
Now the blue beam seem to be correct

I'm flexing out the cold north 
Desecrate your cohorts
Decorate the hemisphere with weapons like a cold war

(YUNG WIMBO)
I get the bag cuz I put in the work
Im blowing up so they call me yung kurt
Pop me a perc, Give em a smirk
Fuck with the dogs and get hurt, get put in herse
Sipping the mud never sip dirt
I got the guns so i shoot it like merc
I got the funds so i spend it like durk
I got the drugs so i sell it like clerk

Semi on me and it’s testing
Run up on me you gon lose your intestines
Ain’t no og, but you guessed it
Bitch you ain’t run the game I reffed it
And I checked it
You ain’t got funds in the bank
You ain’t as good as you think
Talking the shit like a septic tank
Don’t give a fuck what the fuck you think, bitch

(PAPA SLEEP)
Bodies get sold like a cold war mine dud
Hit the cold floor spill the blood up on the fucking rug
Chugging pesticide huffing petrol at your fucking ride

Dial 1800 hate your fucking life darknet type of sale
Hit the 9th circle flow is cold as hell
Trade you for some blow afraid of all the pale labyrinths where I dwell

Angel dust nap
Barcode tat on your neck that's a wrap
Out the rope in the bag
Do the 100 mile dash to the king with the rash when you fuckers searching for the fame that never last

(VENTING PALACE)
I’ve got a life and now I’m deemed irregular
Roll up a j, and fuck up my inhibitors
Watching you bleed, man that shit is spectacular
Rolex, a Patek don’t matter when you are dead

DOS Changed the game bitch
(dead on sight, dead on sight, dead on sight)
Ain’t nobody else the same bitch
(dead on sight, dead on sight, dead on sight)

COLD WAR (Single)

COLD WAR

This is from a lofi project I was working on a while ago, I scrapped the album but kinda liked this track so here you go.

WRONG TURN [PROD. XANAJI] [VINTAGE]

produced by @prodklem

hook/verse 1 - serenity
verse 2 ~ brando 407
verse 3 ~ witch angel

I GOT A DRACO IN MY BAG UH YUH AYE

DRACO ft. SERENITY + BRANDO 407 [prod. KLEM]

<3 @depthstrida

[VP]
Bitch your keyboard aint no weapon
if you really were pull up, we could really get to slappin
get to clappin but you cappin
just an op with an obsession
for crying wolf on the internet
and frontin that you trappin

If you boutta bite, best bet I bite back
chiddy-ching ching, paid the fee now pay the tax
swing for a swing if you're comin' at my friends
swing for a swing if you're comin' at my friends

feelin' like clifford, I'm the big dog buddy
merging in your lane, have your roll cage ready
seeing your hands shakin' while mine stay steady
sparks fly at your crew like we're trading paint heavy

[@depthstrida]
shoot the glock
let em talk
what the fuck?
leeches suck
strida walk
know wassup
your shit flop
me on top ay

now that bitch up on my dick ay
now that bitch want some pics ay
liking my shit click click ay
her booty be thicc thicc
sleeping on your bitch like im a motherfucking maniac
you be looking silly bitch you lacking all your fucking crack

venting palace depthstrida
on foenem you sucking dick
you got a lot of tracks and shit but you dont have success with it


bitch i am so lazy need alot of money in my bank
got alot of people coming at me call me fucking fam
you talking shit you talking shit
you want a feature pay for it
"the trappy stuff im feeling it"

STREAM/BUY

INDY 500 FT. DEPTH STRIDA

Dream Walker (Prod. TripleSixDelete)

Dream Walker

Prod. by https://soundcloud.com/wendigowendigo

Arms up, hold up,
Talkin bout the lows enough,
It's only stuff, flexin ice
Let's not speak of the overdone,
Half these bitches like me dead bum,
I been the mold of the lesser chum,
Mold on the ceiling no income
We don't get funds,
They been dead for fun,


But I'm feelin like I need it yuh,

Rest off,
My cause,
Been lost,
Recharge,
Been soft,
Fuck cost,
Retard, 
My fault,
Too far?
Whack car,
Whack broad,
Fuck off,
Your loss,
My toss,
My cause,


I'm just touchy on the subject,
I can't heal myself yet,
Makes me slightly upset,
Banging out my fuckin chest,
Ain't quick enough to cop a vest,
Prayin for the worst, but still hopin for the best,
You more than less,
But same as the rest,
This I don't forget
Triple 6 across ya neck,
Don't ever run up on my set,
Only thoughts can keep me stressed,
You got no space in my flesh

I'm just touchy on the subject,
I can't heal myself yet,
Makes me slightly upset,


Fuckas talkin on the way, 
I'm steady sleepin away the day,
I'ma need to find a space today,
I ain't tryna see a single face
I just need my own fuckin space

Cost up,
Boy just shut the fuck up,
Head case,
You don't know us,

Cost up,
Boy just shut the fuck up,
Head case,
You don't know what's fucked up

See you rockin the stuff,
With the same mothafucks,
Talk is talk in my slums,
No one see me in slump,
And if I feel bad for a moment,
Never own it, I never chose it,
How the fuck you think I feel now?
Clawed to my face in the field now,
Different since the minute Sammy kicked me out the house,
I'm a goddman fuck up,
This was never supposed to be the come up,
Sleepin when the sun up,
I'm just tired of this shit I run up,
Never did it for the money, but I wanna,
I'm only human if we gonna,
Get to small talk then you can.....

I love myself more than I say,
Payday, only time a bitch do it my way,
No name, spread it down her chest like some face paint,
Fuck face, rat race runnin for the clout chase,

It's great to hear how much you love me,
I got no trust, no love, and no money,
But still ain't shit you take from me,
Bumb ass bitch,
I might flip and dip,
And won't tell you nothing


You a problemed child,
Talk ya talk, but can't walk the miles,
Fucka vile, I been steady wild,
I Need a minute, I don't need a while,

Keep it buck, it's all love, stay muzzled,
Treating my line like we been steady couple,
Boy you bes hop the fuck out of my troubles,
I'll fuck ya granny and raise you a uncle,

DOWNLOAD BEFORE I DELETE (PROD. BY WENDIGO)

WAY TOO LATE [PROD. HECTOR VAE]

REFUSE TO BELIEVE [PROD. VEGARD]

Bitch steady on my conscience,
Hit that bitch raw till her legs pad locket
Pussy boy gonna go act like he pop shit 
Ya mans the type to go dance in the mosh pit,
Don't speak up, 
Your bands don't need ya,
I'm only gettin deeper in ya last mamacita,
seizure when I feed her,
Lost in my system,
I deaded my features,
I Couldn't wanna be ya,

You want smoke, but you choke when you spoke,
Pale face, goin' ghost,
Till these fuckas give me most,
You got lows that you grow,
I'ma dash past hoes,
Till they beggin for the posts when I blow,

Old bitch never loved me,
Fuck these,
Corny mothafuckas with they white teeth,
Wifey,
Lookin like a store brand hype beast,
You fuckas wanna act like it's pricey,
Keeping my privacy,
Why you gotta bother me?
Been the worst side of me,
Bitches never try with me,
Actin like you wannabe,

Run man, run man, yuh
Run man, run man, yuh
Run man, run man, yuh
Run man, run man, yuh

My medicine, keep me fall back,
Fam round me, that's a fullback,
Chat low key, we decide that,
Make more green, then divide that,
Don't come clean unless you violent,
I'm not keen on the digress,
Got no love for the stylist,
I give her something to digest,
No more me, gone silent

Run man, run man, yuh
Run man, run man, yuh
Run man, run man, yuh
Run man, run man, yuh

Dream Walker

DREAR

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