DEATH B4 DEFEAT 
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Havok

ULTIMATE TERROR BY TERRORTEMPLE 

OGRABBITWALKER & LOKRYPT

TRACK 4

[PROD. SPHYNX]

VENDETTA

Mold VI X LOKRYPT [Prod. Dancin Mane]

[RO$ETTA]
don’t try and run 
i’ll spill your blood
all over the fucking place 
i’ll have this room look painted red
zetta sealed your fucking fate 
you mothafuckas dead 
if i’m seeing you come around my way
i’m harry pothead, slytherin gang 
i’m son of the fucking snake

a cobra’s what i am
striking you down bitch it’s what i do
never fucked wit none of the xans 
but i’ll be smoking on some of the boof
and hoe i’m getting high as hell
thats when my raps become murderous tools
the ill minded mafia coming the kill
along wit the grimelife we coming for you 

[LOKRYPT]
red eyes, red dot, i don’t really give a fuck
i’m psycho mane and  creepin up
AK blast up on a punk
mane i swear i’m fucking done
with these pussy hoes thinking they tough
slide up on em, rough em up
slap a bitch for barking too much
TERRORTEMPLE never fuss

never cuff no hoe if it’s fake love
don’t know who to trust
but at least my brother with me
shouts out to RO$ETTA mane
feel my pain as i collide 
with these feelings that i hide inside
mask up on my face
won’t leave a trace
when i step to terrorize the blind

RED DOT x LOKRYPT

ENVIOUS̸: 
(Fuckin, Fuckin) 
Fucking with the clique, I’ll leave your body in a ditch
All these FuckBoys keep on talkin but they never doin shit
Keep on joshing put the blade up to your motherfuckin throat 
Keep on dissing on my name and Imma smack you like a hoe
How the fuck you gettin mad when a Youngin sayin Vro 
How the fuck you gettin mad when we pull up to them shows
Off of coke, wanting smoke
Gotta pole in the trunk, base bump when we ride
Homicide, GRIMELIFE in the cut, no fucks double cup wit your bitch
We them grimey motherphuckers and we reppin Tripple 6 

LOKRYPT:
Buck a mothaphuka mothaphuka get buck
I got a round for you and yo brother if you bark then don’t you duck 
See the Killas creepin up feel yo blood boil and rush 
On the creep I’m on the hunt knocking off bustas tryna talk 
Don’t you front no don’t you stunt you cannot run when that mossbergs dumps
I’m from the north from way up north shits depressing where I’m from 
Body’s bags Black masks cold heart when on the lurk 
I can’t trust a single soul so I’m always up on alert 
Demon rising from the dirt 
young teen with a couple dreams gotta put in work 
Gotta put in work gotta make it work bitch

STILL THE SAME (Ft. LOKRYPT) [Prod.DJ BUDDRIGHT]

LOKRYPT: 
Murder on my mind every time 
I see the cig smoke 
I just wanna shine and Let lose
Let my thoughts flow
Thinking bout them blues 
Fantasizing bout that cash flow 
I’m hanging from a tightrope 
But I won’t ever let go 
GHP T E M P you know I’m bout that Grime hoe 
Cooling in the cut I’m steady chilling by my lonely though 
I ain’t worried bout these clowns 
Who acting like they know me though
Walk up looking dead skin pale 
Steady on the roll 
Cliqued up with that grimy ghost 
I Hit that pedal stay on go 
Lay my soul to rest 
I be that death stone fucking reaper hoe
If they throwing shade we going toe to toe 
Talk behind my back I’m aiming it right up at yo fucking skull

ENVIOUS̸:
Feelin so drained, feelin so fucked
Feelin so stuck inside my head
Slicing my Veins, I make a new cut
Knowing I’m better off dead
I don’t know what the fuck to do
I don’t know where the fuck to go
I don’t know what to call my home
Man I’m feelin so alone 
In this world I know there’s nothin 
So I make another assumption 
That there’s something other than this pain
That’s lurkin in my chest
Still depressed, still the same
Grippin the blade and I’m sparkin a J
Made a new name, still in the cut
Fuckin yo bitch and I’m still in her guts (Hoe)

MANIC IN MY OWN SENSE (Ft. LOKRYPT) [Prod.DJ BUDDRIGHT]

LOKRYPT: 
Bitch I’m doing me 
these bustas hate 
That I’m doing my Thang
Wanna compete 
better step with ya chest 
but still either way 
ill knock you off the list 
Creepin up 
Straight through the mist 
Wanna talk they 
Wanna diss 
Hit em with that Phonky shyt
Leave em in a dirty ditch 
You say that you bout that shit 
But you ain’t nothing 
but a Pussy bitch 
Open up your eyes 
Free the blind 
And Peep this cryptic bliss 
Creeping up with envious
Bitch we bout that killing shit 
Any beat any rhyme 
One at a time I sever it 
Lokrypt on that sycho shit
Swinging hatchets on yo bitch 
Triple six head hunting mane 
Fuck with me I leave a stain 
187 211 homicidal no escape
187 211 homicidal no escape

ENVIOUS̸:
(Ay, ay, ay, ay) Slittin my veins just to prove I’m insane 
But I’ll blow out my brains and I’ll become a ghost
Fuck what you say bitch you know that you nothing
I’m kickin the chair and I’m tying the rope
Stuck in a room with nothing to do 
And nothing to cope, I’m snorting the coke
Stuck in a hole, I’m stuck in this place 
And no one can save me I’m stuck in my grave
Takin the blade and slitting my wrist yeah 
Fuck all you lames I’m done with this shit
Fuck all bitches and fuck all you hoes
Fuck all you wannabe-copycat Lo’s 
Fuck all you Busta’s that’s stealing our flows 
You’ll never be us and that’s Fasho
Fuck all you Busta’s that’s stealing our flows you’ll never be us and that’s Fasho

THE LONESOME DEATH OF JODY VERRILL (Ft. LOKRYPT) [Prod.DJ BUDDRIGHT]

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HOAX X PERCYBONES - CRIME SCENE (Prod:ROMA JOHNSON)

LYRICS:

VERSE 1: 
Look into my eyes and you will see this world is full of misery
there is no god there is no peace 
the things you love are all deceased 
there’s only pain so take the blade and slit your vein and just let go 
always feeling so detached I lost trust and lost my hope 
I know I can’t ever cope with all the things I’ve ever said everything I’ve ever done mane I wish that I was dead leave my brains up on the wall 
leave my body full of stress 
I’m so done with all this shit mane I just think I’m too depressed 


VERSE 2: 
(What’s the)x2 
What’s the definition
I think I’m so done living 
I cannot make decisions so I guess I’ll take prescriptions
nobody ever listened
they just assume I’m trippin
so I’ll sit back roll a blunt and tie the noose around my neck
I’m always wishin for my death
so maybe god will hear me out so I can finally lay and rest cause life only full of stress
you can only watch it burn 
fade away and turn to smoke
life’s joke and you are nothing 
just remember that Fasho.

THE DEFINITION OF LIFE  [Prod. RO$ETTA] (UGLY MIX)

INTL. TYRANT SECT & 817 MADHOUSE MEMBER
.                             Illusion Luna
.                           “Dead N Gone”
.                    Prod. ILLUSIONLUNA                                                        
. 
.SC HOST // will be on IllusionLuna’s other platforms 



[LYRICS]

anna got me clicking pistol whippin to yo fucking dome

creeping out the gallows 817s where i fucking roam 

open up your mind until your body spitting up some foam  

polo with the tommy screamin that’s a brother dead and gone 

dead and gone 

wit my tone 

bet you wish you stayed at home 

these bustas talking crazy bout me but they stay behind they phone 

in my zone 

leave me lone 

spike yo drink with acetone 

peeling off your flesh until your nothing but  just brain and bone 

i’m grippin the tommy

put holes in yo body 

i’m smoking on thraxxx 

when i walk round the lobby 

i’m back on my shit little bitch you a copy 

said luna i love you lil bitch talking naughty

load up the glock 

bitch i walk on yo block 

when you see me you flock 

cuz you know who you not 

it’s the southern sex symbol 

send shots out the window

not playing no games 

little bitch keep it simple 

.            IG :  @illusionlunashawty
                    
.                    @swarm_of_tyrants
                    
.                    @817madhouserecords

ILLUSIONLUNA - DEAD N GONE (Prod. SCYTHESHAWTY)

Lyrics: DEDICATED TO THE DECEASED

ENVIOUS: 
(Who’s that x4)
Who’s that Broke ass Mother Phucker who be dissin on my name
this pussy boy ain’t really bout it
pussy boy named LAZY RAINE
if you really fuckin bout it tho come and stomp my fuckin brains
but I know you won’t cause you a hoe and always been the fuckin same
actin hard
all for what
never held a fuckin a gun
now you think that you a shooter
you’s a loser pussy mf talkin on the net
you’s a little fuckin hoe
who be dissen but kissen our asses all up on the low

who do think that you is, you pussy boys ain’t gon live
and fuck that fat bitch named LUNA who be thinkin he the shi
you just another lame ass pussy boy who we gonna diss
then we cut up your body parts and leave them with fish

LOKRYPT: 
(Ay)
DELUSIONLUNASHAWTY 
stepping to me you get bodied
You claim you grippin that Tommy 
Send A couple shots to yo body 
watch how you drop fall and waddle 
Say that you with it quit bluffing 
You from the burbs ain’t bout nothing 
This Killa killa head hunting 
You bitches running hella lip 
fucked up on some type of substance 
Mane Motha Phuck a LAZY RAINE
you’s a punk tryna play the victim 
Sneak dissing up on my team
bitch boy MISERY come meet yo defeat 
You pussys need a crew to talk shit I’ll kill you single handedly

How you gonna diss talking shit act like you don’t fuck with me 
You pussy ass fuck tighten up step to me ima make you bleed 
187 dropping peasants you phonies hiding  fear my presence 
ILL MINDED cruelty click temple souljas don’t fuck with us devils 

RO$ETTA: 

mane fuck all that noise 
ain’t talkin bout nothing 
y’all are bitch 
pussy made motherfuckers
talkin bout how y’all packin clips
but all y’all pack is personas
cap in your raps, you sucking dick
of all the people above you 
just in the hopes, they get you rich

but ain’t nothing going on 
where’s the bodies in your songs?
where’s that motherfucking tommy?
where’s them motherfucking guns? 
mane i swear i heard y’all say
that y’all was running up? well, run
i’ve been getting bored lately 
i’ma need some fucking fun

but the only action y’all got
is in the movie scenes bitch
fucking punk ass motherfuckers 
think they rowdy, talking shit
nothing but a bunch of hoes
lil pussy ass clones
quit playing roles of a gangsta
and tell your mom i said hello
fucking hoe

PLAY THA VICTIM ( Ft. LOKRYPT & RO$ETTA ) [ Prod. RO$ETTA ] [ VISUALIZER OUT NOW ON YOUTUBE! ]

ILL MINDED MAFIA
Instagram: @ill_minded_envious
Dm me for business inquiries.

STILL THE SAME (Ft. LOKRYPT) [Prod.DJ BUDDRIGHT]

ENVIOUS̸

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