GIZMO

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lyrics
Coaasty born cenobite
Raise hell til the clock struck twelve
Cold murder
Set fire to a church during Mennonite sermon
Shouldn't be concerned with burning vermin
I'm a bad man
And I killed both of your parents like batman
All these labels treat their artist like lab rats
Set em free in a maze if they make it out its all cash and clout
But if not put em down in the god damn trash can
I murder these beats like son of Sam
I turn a blind eye like government
I'm all about fans
I'm not about scams
Man you a bitch if you selling fake xans
I aint your mans
I don't want none of that shit 
You could fuck off lil bitch you could suck on a dick for eternity
How many ways could I kill you?
I know about thirty three, but pardon me
I got a flight to catch
I got three bad bitches waiting on me in Japan
Citizen Kane in the pussy, a masterpiece
I eat her good for dessert
That's the after feast
Hop on a jet and head back to the west where they haven't yet figured out how they should handle me
I'm like a phantom
See, I could be your darkest fantasy
I could be caught in the middle
A string to a bow and a fiddle
Until I just snap like a twig and you try to discard of me
Ever since a jit I been missing a part of me
Filled it with sorrow and hollow theology
Somebody come run katana inside of me
Picked up the vax and then asked for lobotomy
So put up your hands lil bitch this a robbery
I lost a lot of me to the dichotomy
Man of many talents like Ptolemy
Riding with the devil always got me where I oughta be 
So put up your hands lil bitch this a robbery
I lost a lot of me to the dichotomy
Man of many talents like Ptolemy
Riding with the devil always got me where I oughta be 

Coaasty born cenobite 
Raise hell til the clock struck twelve
Cold murder
Set fire to a church during sermon
Burn em all down to the ground like vermin
Coaasty born cenobite
Raise hell til the clock struck twelve
Cold murder
Set fire to a church during sermon
Burn em all down to the ground like vermin
Burn em all down to the ground like vermin
Burn em all down to the ground like vermin
Like vermin
Burn em all down to the ground like vermin

Solving the Lament Configuration

Solving the Lament Configuration [Prod. SEXYKISAPANTERA]

Imma kill shit 
Spit with the sickness 
Young mothafucka bringin heat 
Dollar bills on my wish list 
Long live biggie imma never miss Christmas 
Creepin up out the tomb I leave a witness suspicious 
Like hold up 
I get buck 
Used to have a stutter now I never give a fuck 
Comin up out the gutter now I’m boutta double up 
Never let my mother suffer we gon get the fuck out the rut 
You’ll never hold me 
Hear the sirens and the police 
Nikes on my feet 
Deep 
On a soul seek 
Thinkin about the times I refused to see
In 3D 
Now Im seein everythang how it should be 
Uh 
On the microphone 
I’m at home 
Rippin and trippin up on the flows 
Till my eyes glow 
Ya go slow 
Boy tell me what cha know 
Shout out JGRXXN
Schema the posse stayin on the go bitch 
Keep the same face even when the wind change 
Lame mothafuckas gotta stay where I designate 
They resonate 
With the lines I create 
Elevate 
To a state 
Of revelation and regenerate 
This ya fate 
rhymes clean like Colgate 
I be rippin it quick leave ya jaw dropped no way 
Like okay 
Sxmpra got the plays 
Now riddle me this mothafucka where the fuck is my pay 
Spin ya head seven twenty like a damn bey blade 
Pull my damn card in five parts that’s an end game 
Imma keep it goin blowin up like grenade 
Sippin liquor from my cup like it’s mothafuckin lemonade 
Uh 
And I just can’t stop 
Ill drop heat till I pop 
This a 24/7 shop 
Send shots 
Like a Mac 10 
Back when 
I could give a fuck 
Bout a never really has been 

Roll round town 
Black tint 
With the lights out 
Bumpin that sound 
Chase clout 
What they all bout 

I don’t have time for the precious games 
Boutta pop off so remember the name 

Roll round town 
Black tint 
With the lights out 
Bumpin that sound 
Chase clout 
What they all bout 

I don’t talk when there’s nothin to gain 
We ain’t the same bitch stay in ya lane 

Kick dust 
Let em bust slugs like teddy 
Tell a mothafucka come and get it when ya ready 
I’m a stone cold villain 
Next to Willem sittin steady 
See me in ya dreams and legs spaghetti 
I’m betting 
Half the scene still wetting they bedding 
They getting petty forgetting I’m getting ready for endings so gimme vicky pedretti and I’ll be letting ya get me or I’ll be wrecking the setting itll be ya head that I’m blending bitch 
Uh 
What’s that in my backpack 
You don’t really see me get that 
Playin on ya girl like a tech deck 
Pussy mothafucka better step back mmm

Better step the fuck back 
Dogs steady barking and they ready for attack 
I don’t give a fuck pussy send whos next 
Schema the posse mothafucka coming straight for ya neck

just another rap song (prod. ISVVC)

Memories Of The Past Coming Soon!! 
(Prod.Unnøticed)

LiønMane -
Like i said before I will make it hocus pocus like some magic it will happen 
Even if they want to question everything 
I doubt that they will have a thing
talking about it to a screen with they’re negativity 
Cause theyre thinking negatively on me 
They think That they have a plan b 
Everything comes down to all the ways I force myself to make it happen since day one I always had it popping keep it going I 
Will never stop improving 
Seeing all the music getting better it is just  
a fact well proven I give it all of me 
I want it 
I will live my dream

Unnøticed -
Question if we'll make it but they really want me slaving 
Dont put your hands in my pockets or else you'll be begging for your life back from satan 
You're shaken 
Im patient 
i went from nothing in my tummy its funny that I'm still wanting to make it 
Because I swear
nothing is breaking a person thats vacant 
Im hated 
As they question if we'll make it 
but im working on it while you waste your life 
Were all gonna die 
Might as well do the things that you love instead of wastng your time 
You're used to a standing in a single line 
Destroying your mind 

Enough of slaving 
im saving what the fuck i am gaven and i dont give a fuck 
what the fuck they say or think 
either way my family aching

They Question If We'll Make It

GET BUCK! (feat. TEDDY SLUGZ) [Prod. CLOUDYMANE]

Memories Of The Past Coming Soon!! 
(Prod.Unnøticed)

LiønMane -
Somehow I’m aware that I’ve been here before And I know that nobody will stop me from ending it all  

At the end of it all I just hope they would call 
are you doing okay ?
Do you need me at all ?
Instead 
 Im all alone 
And this isn’t the first time 
I can not wait till I feel alright 
I miss the feeling of feeling alive 
By now you should know that it’s s a grind  
So find 
My 
Body if I die 
RIP everybody 
It’s a slow ride 
In the dark 
You hardly see clearly in the night 
Find the light 
One more time 
Save yourself 
With the feeling that you want to die !
I want to die !

Unnøticed -
What am i doing right? 
another long night being unnoticed with fight or flight 
With emotions like dynamite 
I gamble with my life 
Always on the line

I try to stay focused
No one noticed
Ive been away 
Feeling hopeless 
Unnoticed soaked in emotions 
Riding a emotional coaster 

I cut in line to the end of my life 
Or thats just how it feels when time flys 
Its going fast when i enjoy time
when i hate it im high

What am i doing with
guns at my mind 
I am dying inside everytime that i try 
So im getting so high in my room 
Record number in being depressed and confused why i lost everytime 

Spent my change on  happiness 
Ill have to deal with all i get 
get me high so i forget 
That i existed in this world called shit

Record Number In Being Depressed

EDDIE FRESCO X GIZMO - WEIGH A TON!

SACRIFICE & SABOTAGE

HORUS

THREE CHAIN MACE FT. ERAZE

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High Tide in the Snake's Nest

MOUNT SINAI

POLLUTED PARADISE

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H$F

Interstate 10 [Prod. $crim]

POLLUTED PARADISE

[LYRICS]
(CHETTA)
FILL UP MY CUP TO THE TIP ITS A MUST
IMA POUR ABOVE THE RIM TUPAC WITH THE TUSS
I COULD MIX A COMBINATION
LIL TECH LIL ACT
SHOW UP DEEP LIKE CONVERSATION
LET ME LIVE LET ME ACT
REAL TALK VISION VIVID
IVE DONE SEEN BODY BAGS
TOE FOR TOE WITH ANY VICTIM
IVE DONE SHOOK KILLAS HANDS
TALKING MONEY OVER GRAMS
WRAPPING BRICKS UP WITH SARAN
COUPLE HOMIES OFF THE TAN
AIR YOU OUT YOU A FAN
WELL ILL BE GODDAMN
BUT GOD DONT EXIST SO I GUESS ITS JUST DAMN
FROM A WHOLE NOTHER PLANET
HOPING OUT THE TRANS-AM
SMOKEY THE BANDIT
SWERVING IN MY SPACE SHIP
DIPPING IN MY STASH SHIT
THEY CANNOT RELATE SHIT
NEVER ON NO FAKE SHIT
LAMES WANNA JUMP SHIFT
STACK EM UP LIKE ROIDS BITCH


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Polluted Paradise (feat. $uicideboy$) [Prod. $crim]

forgotten faces ft. killstation (prod. chromakey)

Don't Speak ft. Prohibeo (prod. KVLTVRED)

https://youtu.be/cnTPRl1V0NE 

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elephant [prod. hector vaé] MUSIC VIDEO IN DESCRIPTION

MUSIC VIDEO: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QldVmzFkEPU

https://soundcloud.com/omenxiii CO PROD @killstation

lyrics: All the foolishness you say goes right through me like the ghost next to me who's he? Just anotha lost soul, I've learned a few things that you don't wanna know, oh, you can keep thinkin it matters, I'll watch you consume and consume till youre fatter, blow all your money until your dreams shatter, you hung your own nuce all I did was kick the ladder now I'm back up in this bitch like I rose from the dead, I'm fuckin pale as shit still ya bitch gimme head, but I ain't fuckin bitches I got weed Ta smoke instead, rappers pack led but won't live up to wut they said, this ain't high school musical but rappers LOVE actin, you can't even rap you only famous fa ya fashin, stupid ass shit all up on Yur neck flashin, Instagram fulla videos ah you money stackin, you slackin, I'm constantly thinking bout work, you came from tha suburbs I rose from the dirt, shit blood n sweat stained on all my FUKN shirts, you say that I'm the best ion know my own worth,

I think that I'm shit, 

I don't see the point,

Why do I live,

Shit, I'm Boutta flip a coin 

I remember growin up the kids at school bullied me, I just liked Ta rap I didnt understand why me? Now I got my vision peiced together I can fully see, all those kids grown up n way too pussy Ta try me

You can take an L and live your life with out purpose, I wanna break this bubble and I swear im at the surface, everybody's got the same views shit I've heard it, n  i just wanna know if I kill my self is it worth it


You don't fuckin learn, move out the way, it's my turn, oops I spilled gasoline you might just burn, get what you deserve I'll get what I earn bitch X 2

COMMON SENSE (prod. OMENXIII) MUSIC VIDEO IN DESCRIPTION

FULL TAPE DROPS IN 2 DAYS

prod stereoRYZE
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THEY DONT WANT THAT (PROD STEREORYZE)

Track 1 from BEARDED LEGEND's third EP titled PHOENIX.

LYRICS:

From the ashes I rise, a brand new guy with a brand new life, fucking shit up leave a slut hypnotized, ascended from hell then I fell from the sky, motherfucker be on that cult shit, yo bitch, imma teach the new dogs all the old tricks, focus on ya man and my motives, legendary fly motherfucker so fye like I’m Moltres. no discussions, you chickens are clucking, I’m fucking up all of you hoes, ya boy is annoyed and I’m outta control, the jump I be bumping just wait till I blow. I go like I’m big time, I’m a gold mine, paying no mind to you bitches, quit crying. You a mismatch for the big cats, better get back, before your fucking face catch a break like a Kit Kat.

RISE UPPPPPPP, RISE UPPPPPPP, RISE UPPPPPP, RISE UPPPPPPPP

This the Flight of the Phoenix, comfortably numb where I’m from and I roll with extremists. this guy got a free mind, wings spread overhead, make my bed in the treeline. y’all fuckers cannot reach my level, bass and the treble, flame as the devil, melting the metal, boil the kettle, style so wild I be looking disheveled. I crush fucks like I pump dust. dumb fucks end up in the trunk of a dump truck. put your dick in the dirt, immerse you with worms as I’m churning the earth, haters disperse, making this work, burning shit down like I’m working with Clerks, bitch do not fuck with the fiery bird, no second chances for man cuz they’re damned, no rebirth.

RISE UPPPPPPP, RISE UPPPPPPP, RISE UPPPPPP, RISE UPPPPPPPP

BEARDED LEGEND - PHOENIX (prod. bearded legend)

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[VERSE I: GERM]
I just might ride with your bitch
Told her i loved her
Lying like shit
I'm still boolin' tho
Bleedin' concrete
Snortin' oxys
Feelin' god body like who gon stop me now?
Runnin' round while blowin' pound after pound
See me now?
Get hip
Get it now
I'm gone til november
Got into pickin' pockets kinda often
Big ass gas bag
Passenger side of the cadillac
Seat slightly sat back
On my side i got my baghdad
Hotel hoppin'
Bombin' back back
Dynamite in the gucci napsack
Ruckus in the church
Jesus meet this heathen he kinda hurt
Buzzin' im loud
Never stoppin' til they stick me in the dirt

[VERSE II: $LICK $LOTH]
Took a benzo
Wrote a manifesto
Yung hot boy straight from the ghetto
Yung $carecrow dyin' where the wind blows
Cut throat motherfucker robbin' when my ends low
$outh $ide $uicide
Wanna ride in the caddy like do or die
Formaldehyde leakin' drippin' down all my eyes
Terrified when you see me creepin' in the night
Ride like no limit in '96
Stunt like i'm wayne on the carter 6
Now i got money to get a fix
Now my old ex wanna be my bitch
This that motherfuckin' gospel
Kanye i'm a motherfuckin' monster
Cock back, put the barrel in your tonsil
$uicide, bitch, we the council

[VERSE III: YUNG $NOW]
Yung $now spent a fat check
Pull up cause i'm pickin' up a hoe in a black dress
Silk sheets on the mattress match the blood type o on the hatchet
Match the hunnid spokes when i whip it lookin' like the cadillac bent
Lookin' like a car accident
Spilled my guts and i spilled my cup
Lean on my liver i ain't sippin' it up
Hollow out a fuck boy skull so i can sip in peace my g
Don't follow me cause bad shit happens with germ and $lick
That makes three
Sad to see these casualties
They lack the seeds
No matchin' me
These bags of weed
Yeah, that's for free
We trash the scene no gasoline

DIRTIERNASTIERSUICIDE

$UICIDEBOY$ x GERM - HERE WE GO AGAIN

[VERSE I: LIL REMAINS]

fuck a dead body
don't pick 'em up let 'em dry
east side fifty nine
with the choppers out the ride
mommas cry
kids die
second line
vietnam
testify
get crucified
have your family by your side
full of fuck shit
double my cup with mud bitch
sluts wanna suck dick
hit 'em with the drop kick
bitch your pussy is nonsense
demons with the glock grip
suicidal cult shit
love to watch the blood drip

dead man walking

[VERSE II: YUNG MUTT]

rather be dead than bored
settle the score
let the metal pour right on to the floor
fuck your brain, you fucking whore
fuck your chain, you slave
i left the bloodstains on the door
blade made of iron ore
made stains right on the shore
washed away, the waves took it north
but now i gotta stay warm
catch another flight and now i'm back on tour
can't relax me motherfucking sacre coeur
used to make shit pop like fucking kettle corn 

dead man walking

EDDIE FRESCO X GIZMO - WEIGH A TON!

Eddie Fresco