WHAT$ IN THE BAG? W/ 6A6AYAGA | prod : NetuH

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Lyrics
It's a fucking ritual
Lace the weed like usual
Mental feeling clinical
Breathing getting difficult
Fucking up my visual
Demons getting visible
Now I'm speaking biblical
Angels looking mythical
Switch up the flow like the current in the ocean
Lyrics so deep they be floating with the potion
Crushing up the pills we be snorting different doses
Sit back and watch as my brain decomposes
I know you pussies don't understand my motive
Me and Tony on the grind you can hear our devotion
Don't you go and fuck with us you don't want no commotion
Pull up and shoot you like
I be on my devil shit
Screaming out like triple six
Drive my Honda off a cliff and flip it like a crucifix
Fuck you goddamn hypocrites
Make me act all lunatic
I might fuck around and start a mother fuckin apocalypse
I be high call it suicide rate
Hit the blunt then ride the wave
Flow fucking smooth there's no debate
Astral project up out my grave
I could give a mother fuck about what ya say
All you stupid mother fuckers can feel my blade
You shall be fuckin slain by the king of flames
My metal temple of a god will be embraced

Bitch I feel like fuckin Remi hopping out the ride I'm plotting
Homicide, we just packing fuckin four fives
I leave into the night
Bitch I know you don't got nine lives
I'm standing all black
I got the
I hold the bloody knife
Bitch I Bitch I fell into addiction never seen the
Four fifth I'm packing cause the fuckers ain't wit it
All these diamonds the glisten on me while I lane switch
If you ain't wit it I'm sending off a couple hollow tips
Bitch I'm smoking I'm hoping to open up the seas
Blunts up on my lip when I pull up to the scene
Long scope looking down the mother fuckin red dot headshot
Do do do doom I watch yo body drop

Ritual

Ritual (Feat. TONY GRIPPING TOMMYS)

feat. https://soundcloud.com/officialundeadronin

prod https://soundcloud.com/lordmindtrip + https://soundcloud.com/ripvxnn

mixed/mastered by https://soundcloud.com/normanbased

cover art by https://soundcloud.com/deceasedmac

lyrics:
intro:
"This is the weather channel
This is your best source for weather information 
Around the nation and around the world"
Ha, that was fuckin trippy, hahaha
DCR mothafucka

[hook: sample]
Creepin' up slow with no clue what I'm doin'
Cause killers and dealers go with the cap peelers
Where stealing and dealing is done by the villains
Where selling them drugs is done by the thugs
Creepin' up slow with no clue what I'm doin'
Cause killers and dealers go with the cap peelers
Where stealing and dealing is done by the villains
Where selling them drugs is done by the thugs
Creepin' up slow with no clue what I'm doin'
Cause killers and dealers go with the cap peelers
Where stealing and dealing is done by the villains
Where selling them drugs is done by the thugs
Creepin' up slow with no clue what I'm doin'
Cause killers and dealers go with the cap peelers
Where stealing and dealing is done by the villains (yeah)
Where selling them drugs is done by the thugs

[verse 1: youngmindtrip]
Bitch I’m here to make some moves
I ain’t here to make no friends
Got em shakin' to groove
All these hoes know I’m the man, uh
In the club, it might rain
Got a bitch who like pain
Dcr up in this bitch, we movin' jus like night raid (go!)
Drunk in the club, all my boys get buck
Pop a couple tabs and smoke a blunt
Lose my mind when I see those thighs 
When I look in your eyes, girl, I get stuck 
My plug got guns like a fire sale 
Better hope we don’t find ya by yourself 
Pull up on ya block just like we isis
End the whole scene, yeah I might as well
All these hoes got me down bad 
No, I ain’t goin' out sad
Youngmindtrip, he about cash
Say you go hard, I doubt that
All these hoes got me down bad 
No, I ain’t goin' out sad
Youngmindtrip, he about cash
Say you go hard, I doubt that

[hook: sample]
Creepin' up slow with no clue what I'm doin'
Cause killers and dealers go with the cap peelers
Where stealing and dealing is done by the villains
Where selling them drugs is done by the thugs
Creepin' up slow with no clue what I'm doin'
Cause killers and dealers go with the cap peelers
Where stealing and dealing is done by the villains
Where selling them drugs is done by the thugs
Creepin' up slow with no clue what I'm doin'
Cause killers and dealers go with the cap peelers
Where stealing and dealing is done by the villains
Where selling them drugs is done by the thugs
Creepin' up slow with no clue what I'm doin'
Cause killers and dealers go with the cap peelers
Where stealing and dealing is done by the villains 
Where selling them drugs is done by the thugs (aye, yuh)

[verse 2: undead ronin]
Stop right there
I don’t wanna talk, so just beware
Volatile emotion with a blade that’s a pair
Downright fact, I’m a nightmare
I’m wearing black all fuckin day
I never sleep cause I ain't K'
Down with demons scheming prey 
So get the fuck up out my way, mane
Heard you wanted smoke and now yo posse steppin' back
I attack with a pack
Got you leaving in a body bag
That DCR, M K all-day
No way you making it out of my cave 
It’s the day got you where I want you, mane
Fiber wire tension 'round yo neck, okay
Make moves on these punk-ass hoes
Got you in a chokehold 
Now you soundin' unsure
Shrooms on my mindtrip
Forget that shit let time skip 
I bit the bullet now I’m living, bitch I can’t quit
You talkin' big but know you ain’t slick
Kick you in the face with steel toes 
To show that I’m a force to fuck with

[hook x4: sample]
Creepin' up slow with no clue what I'm doin'
Cause killers and dealers go with the cap peelers
Where stealing and dealing is done by the villains
Where selling them drugs is done by the thugs

INCLEMENT WEATHER FT. UNDEAD RONIN [PROD. DJ LORDMINDTRIP & RIPVANN]

[ghost]
6 shells in the .357 for my brain
tried to shatter the chain but now i’ve just gone insane
and every moment i wake i have to will it away
there’s nothing i can do but feed ripe venom to my veins
sat in my slumber
counting up numbers
never in comfort
tortured by colours
governed by hunger
frightened of summer
lost up in wonder
wish i was younger
now i’m hiding in it
grind up my organs to a pulp and feed it to my spirit

[skits]
20 fucking pills guess it’s lunchtime
wash that shit down with the white wine
another drugged up, fucked up, locked up,
waiting for the sun up night
questions that be running through my fucked up mind
should i kill myself or hit that bitch from behind?
should i call it quits or sniff another line?
all the shit i’m doing is heading towards a flat line

[ghost]
i was gripping on the edge then my claws broke
i’ve been falling for years, i’ve lost all hope
giving into the pledge that the laws wrote
stuck in the jaws of fear now i’m one with ghosts
i might just die here
i’ve been losing heat, see the frozen tears?
surrounded by the screams, don’t you hear?
there’s no way i’m ever getting clear

[gooside]
i don’t know why all these feelings coming on back after you left
i want you back, matter of fact, i’m tired of you bitches, nothing but stress
i don’t know why i’m stuck in a loop, and i have been feelin like i am depressed
i don’t know why, i feel like in life
i’m nothing, forgettable trash on the side
falling off of the edge and now my heart cold
been trying for years and now i’m hollow
don’t chat to me bout how your heart broke
i don’t need your lies, i ain’t got fucking time hoe

[izrxal]
on the edge
i been feeling dead
lately i can’t help myself, i’ll drown in more substance instead
feel the stress, the dread
drag me down the steps
i might put one in my temple just so i can resurrect
in a new life
pass me the knife, i think it’s bout time
sharp side, pressing against me with no sunshine
my life, something i wasted, but still try
don’t cry, i see no point cause we all die

[ghost]
i was gripping on the edge then my claws broke
i’ve been falling for years, i’ve lost all hope
giving into the pledge that the laws wrote
stuck in the jaws of fear now i’m one with ghosts
i might just die here
i’ve been losing heat, see the frozen tears?
surrounded by the screams, don’t you hear?
there’s no way i’m ever getting clear

[skits]
tried to quit
succeeded
no one knows my reasons
tried
believing
till my uncle’s heart stopped beating
looking for an answer while my friends and family die of cancer
so lost, so empty
my reflections resent me
lining up the noose praying just take me
now i’m scared to open up
cause everyone i love turns to dust
i don’t have enough fingers to count how many i lost

[ghost]
i can’t count how many times i nearly lost my sanity
it all started 15/11/17, calamity
ever since my existence has been devout depravity
the core of me is arctic, discarded, like my reality
all of a sudden
i’m so sick and sullen
i have to keep running
the voices are coming
from out of the coven
i’m so fucking scared
living in a nightmare
i know i need to toughen
but i miss my cousin
and my best friend
i cannot summon my soul back to me
i’ve come to realise that that day was my fucking end

[ghost]
i was gripping on the edge then my claws broke
i’ve been falling for years, i’ve lost all hope
giving into the pledge that the laws wrote
stuck in the jaws of fear now i’m one with ghosts
i might just die here
i’ve been losing heat, see the frozen tears?
surrounded by the screams, don’t you hear?
there’s no way i’m ever getting clear

Organs (ft. Gooside & IZRXAL)

BURN MY SOUL (Prod. EYKEY X YVNG SAIBOT)

MIND, BODY & COALS (Produced by ChristIllusions)

The track is a unique blend of a melancholic beat and emo rap bars from n0trixx and the uplifting fluid cadences from Kiing Loki.

miseria cantare w/ Kiing Loki [prod. n0trixx]

$ICKER

I'm messin with prada, stabbing the dogs who think their satan
Dead in the flood those fuckin muts will bleed out they're so jaded
Red with the blood and guts that runs through them that's inside caging..
Ichigo on the fuckin wrath his task is cutting them up and painting 
LOOKIN IN BETWEEN THE LINES IM HUNTING A DEMON FEINTED
Oni in my sight time cut with katana and the laces ->
Around their neck - I'm choking them out - 47 birth mark I am so  tasteless
Keep the filth in check, I'm roping them up - gloryheaven park in my paces
Wrap around
Rap in town 
Wrap around the world
Grab it by the fuckin hair
And let her breath this isnt hurl...
I'm lookin for fido hunting those hounds that are stuck on up inside the swirl
Break the mandala and find those demons, a gang of fuckin jesters, a gang of fuckin earls
Yeah
They are tired
Mannequin sluts with macgyver
Rick jaw lady demons and a sire
Rising to the top at last with a shire
Got the one ring, turning invisible massacre town and trip wire
Blow the fuckin legs off piece by piece on the blood lust we're gettin higher 
Yeah
Scriptz

Ritual (Feat. TONY GRIPPING TOMMYS)

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