ERIK DOM

Fuck

Old skool

Suk meh titeh bih

N6A6P6 devils little girl

Pressure

Underground Heat

Ras Kass - Golden Chyld

Bones - RazorRamone (Feat. Himself The Majestic)

vice city

xxxtentacion - vice city PROD. chriskentt & xxxtentacion

TeamSESH / HollowSquad / WaterBoyz
http://soundcloud.com/teamsesh / http://soundcloud.com/xavierwulf / https://soundcloud.com/christravis

Official Video: http://youtu.be/D8AGKWyyrJ8 

Produced by Purpdogg

Sample Credit: Boards Of Canada

Bones , Xavier Wulf & Chris Travis - WeDontBelieveYou (Prod. by Purpdogg)

Hollow Squad
Prod. Shadow Grim
www.thehollowsquad.com
twitter.com/xavierwulf

Blood Shore Season 2 http://www.mediafire.com/download/th2x4p484b44h80/Xavier+Wulf+-+Blood+Shore+Season+2.zip


Xavier Wulf - Thunder Man (Prod. Shadow Grim)

where you said you going , he cant fuck you like I can. 

Prod. Willie G & xxxtentacion

Teeth (Interlude)

RIOT

Did You See Me Cry

3x Grammy Award Winner Jack Splash laces production for legendary West Coast mc Ras Kass on "Jesus Press Mute."  From the upcoming group album Semi Hendrix (Ras Kass & Jack Splash) "Breakfast At Banksy's" - out 10/16 on Mello Music Group http://geni.us/1QU2

vocals by Ras Kass
produced by  Jack Splash

photo by Jeremy Deputat

Semi Hendrix (Ras Kass & Jack Splash) - Jesus Pressed Mute

LETS PRETEND WE'RE NUMB	

let's pretend we're numb

Guilt - Nero

Snow

Snow (Feat. Killstation)

Enter The Wu-Tang (36 Chambers) [Expanded Edition]

C.R.E.A.M. (Cash Rules Everything Around Me)

The Infamous

Shook Ones, Pt. II

I Know II

LYRICS :

bitch you can catch me wit my brothers hanging at the fuckin spot ,
 drugs all inside of my body boy in heaven's where i'll rot , 
but bitch don't play with my fuckin head i'll blow yo ass off , 
not here to stay , don't have trouble having yo bitch ass tossed 
but then i pop a fuckin xan i'm on the lose , 
u can catch me swanging back and forth when i be hanging off that noose , could give a fuck bout yo clique bitch , 
where the fuck you at , 
bitch i'm still runnin my mouth , still talk my shit til my line flat 

til my line flat , i'm on that ass hoe , 
hope u fuckin die slow 
keep fuckin around and u gon get left in the past , 
fo' rounds into the skull , 
ay we nothin alike , 
mother fucker don't u test me bitch i will kill you on sight ay

AIN'T SHIT [prod. by SID WHITE]

LYRICS :

won't stop comin till they all fuckin dead , 
ion see shit all i see is fucking red , 
i ain't got time to play leave yo body in my shed didn't get it run it back to the first thing i said ,
i'm losing my mind and i don't give a fuck , 
i be rushin thru the pit always time to get buck , 
get stuck , 
homie you dead and get dumped , 
got a stomach full of pills and my tummy gets pumped 
bitch i bust , 
where the fuck is you you fuckin duck , 
rollin round wit dead bodies in the mutha fuckin trunk , 
bitch i caught that boy 
and i stomped that boy , 
leave him bleeding the street bitch i shot that boy , 
and i'm vexed , 
ain't no way to get rid of the stress , 
walk around without a fuckin bullet proof vest , 
bitch i'm going downhill and i'm taking y'all wit with me , 
killing you slow if you dare to fuck with me

ANARCHY [prod. by Valenzuela]

Jeepers Creepers w/ Quazay (Prod. Skel)

WORKING ON DRAINING
#FREETHAIBOY
ft. @aloegarten @blackkray @thaiboy-digital
prod. @forza3m @brandonfinessin @oogiemane @yung3m @whitearmor1

Working On Dying

Buy/Stream

Cherry Bracelets (ft. Yung Lean + ECCO2K) prod. OogieMane, Forza

Prod. x Prxz
Art x @pace_picante666
mix & master @vincentevoid

Maniac.

I hope this mean somethin #111888777

video
https://youtu.be/46w0WX1VMhw

lyrics
nigga on Foes we be fucked up O T D 
but if a nigga touch us get fucked up, 
haaaanh ? i tuck my gun never tuck my chain ask my nigga Bambi out in Texas im on everythang, lotta drugs - lotta thots , no names just the top, lotta niggaz wolfin over twitter almost got em popped, 
you a shooter?? no - i think not, lemme get a knot, i will give em watts, now he shocked, think outside the box 
NO , FUCKS , GAVE 
WALK AROUND WIT KS 
NO FUCK GIVEN 
YO BITCH IM GON TAKE 
NO FUCKS GAVE 
PUT HER ON THE BLADE
WOKHARDT SIPPIN NOT NO MO THO 
IM OKAY 
sour D , smokin on that gas on the hourly , 
i be wit the plugs and connects like a router be, actually, yo hoe in my trap she got it out for me , get the quarter back and make that lil hoe run a route for me 
you a whole lotta flex im a lotta bet, 
the tec flip that fuck nigga like a omelette, i keep shootin til the spirit dead too got the billy if you actin silly your a dead goose
aye , trappin every fuckin day, if you push around these parts i need percentages and pay, dont cooperate? gon have to make yo shit another way he  wit the cops today gon have take his shit another day, 
call em , clark kent , how that nigga throw the cape on , i call her bart simp she jus a bitch for me to skate on , hoe im part pimp dont got no shoulder you can lay on but ima still slide like a quarter in a payphone, 
it aint no souvenir here go some silver shit to take home, his ass - actin like a cast
bullets finna break bone , where the stash at? the johnny cash at, give it up we down to hurt not down to Earth, lab rats ? 
stitch em up daggers in the duck try take a jab at us and you get stuck, like a dumb fuck , you the product of a condom bust
put yo dollas up , pick a fade we gon line em up , niggaz so sus they disgust me i vomit up, 
boy you beef a lot, nah i mean you tweet a lot, youa hold a bitch purse fore hold a glock , 
youa smoke ya own supply fore you get it off , he aint jump off the porch so we shot em off 
aint no warning shot nigga we gon sweep the block, that nigga woofin like he hungry he can eat a shot, you better to pray to yo God or get what jesus got, line em up, then we pop , bitch connect the dots,

5. 0 Fucks (Prod. h e a l) Music Video in desc.

https://G59Records.com

[VERSE I: LORD OF LONELINESS]

local boy making fucking global noise
yes, i came to destroy
sold out shows around the globe twice
now i feel like a fucking viceroy
i do
never say no to whatever drugs
i always enter the void
when it is time and i die make sure i'm buried in FTP corderoy
$uicideboy$
most avoided most ignored
i like their old stuff from before
who am i Freud?
i'm no who i thought i was anymore
i'm not like you
i don't want the life you live
i don't want the wife and kids
i don't want to die and miss all the things that sailed around me

[VERSE II: BANNY DA PINT DRINKER]

ask me if i'm happy?
stupid motherfucking question
no pity needed
fighting grown men
i was seven
what's happening?
running drugs up on my bike you know i had a weapon
then them drugs became my obsession
nobody can say they gave me a fucking thing
got it out the mud now i'm a G.O.D.
born southside west bank living legend
reborn yung christ
this your fucking day of reckoning
northshide shawty off the porch sipping dip
lil slick wanna quit
life overrated as shit
everyday eating sticks gotta wash it down
and when i wash it down you know what it's with
i just want some happiness
to live a normal life again
sleep late and do nothing
talk to my cousin like he actually my cousin

I Want to Die In New Orleans

122 DAYS

https://G59Records.com

[VERSE I: YUNG PLAGUE]

straight out of hell
ring the bells
plague is here to stay
roaches and locust they cover me
no halo hovering
follow me in your grave
ain't got no patek because i'll be here until the end of fucking time
thy kingdom come, thy will be done
and still you wonder who am i?
i am the devil's son borned and raised
preaching $UICIDE
googly eyes
tell me more
okay
praise the fucking devil
god can suck my dick
i scorch the plains
making mountains crumble
glaciers melting
oceans swelling
i'm lord of the flames
wait a fucking minute i got more to say
threatening swordplay
some would say nay because the tip of my swrod blade is dipped in chlordane
yung pague breaking fortes
scarecrow in the corn maze
haunting board games
for war we pray
plague is cold in norway
hanging from the doorframe with sores and stains
for war we pray
7th ward the grey
for war we pray

[VERSE II: LIL CHOPPA]

death is inevitable
the fucking scarecrow
walking on his tip toes on your blood stained wood floor
you know mr. typical
hearing the fucking voices through my window
begging to be dead
but no worries
just like chucky, cut throat got the blade and the knife
may thy rise for the yung christ
never even died
my father has forsaken i
i'm still $UICIDE until i die
it's an eye for an eye
speaking of I
I... (someone help me out)
I see the reaper having a busy season
it's getting harder to watch from the bleachers
the father of evil like Knievel
ruby and i stay jumping over people
xanax eating
close to lethal
cigarette breathing
junkie used to needles
so i grew up a fuck up
load the nine up
my time's up

10,000 DEGREES

https://G59Records.com

[HOOK: LIL LONELY]

hol up wait
all of my heroes are rotting in their fucking graves
one day i will forget their names

[VERSE I: LIL REMAINS]

when i was 27 every night i had dreams to die
now i'm 28 feeling more dead than alive
29 in a month
all my idols fucking dead
got a check
more or less just another problem
bringing 400 degrees
no limit/cash money
half a milli bands in cash
i feel like cash money
popped a xan
couldnt tell you when i forget
fuck a friend
all i need is scrim and my kin
days looking grim
goosebumps on my skin
hope the reaper coming
hope my demise begin
fill my veins with heroin poking through my skin
this is the end
all the way

[HOOK]

[VERSE II: LIL LONELY]

one day i'll become the same
a pile of ashes forgotten in a vase
wrap my chain around the base and then put it on display
flashing lights they shine so brightly
until there's blackouts every night
see shattered glass rain from the sky
beware my drip that shit so blinding
white gold blade on a bright gold chain
ruby da cherry been hated so why the fuck would i not stay the same
every step that ruby take is like he walking on a plank
let the waves crash down
let them take me to my grave
ain't no way my gang ain't grey
thousands of people are shouting for $UICIDE to save the day
roll up in the tank 
fuck the fame
remember my name until your memory fades
documenting the plague until my dying day

NICOTINE PATCHES

https://G59Records.com

[VERSE I: YUNG MUTT]

used to smoke crack now i count fucking racks
mack daddy smack licking a powder bag
back on my bullshit 
white benz coupe fit 3 in the back and that's not including your bitch, too
shit
mutt hit the blunt like a bum
slick in the cut with a cut
no we never gave a fuck
here i come suck it up
bitch i'm fucked
lead in the brain i got tar in the lungs
threads full of stains in my car fucking slumped
nothing to gain i got nothing but bad fucking luck
lean the seat back as i swerve and i crash
yeah theres blood mixed with glass as my dreams turn to black
i'm ash
put em in the back
no strap in the backpack
just a bunch of trash
told zac:
if we ever fell off with G59 or FTP let's just be terrorist n blow up on NBC

[VERSE II: TONY WIT DA TOMMY]

this for any pussy boy wanna act up
find yourself dead with no guts
voice in my head saying "kill yourself"
so
so
so i wrote a note
hot boy turned cold
to whom it may concern
fuck you and the world
nurse these xanax
anxiety on panic
fuck
fuck
FUCK
i got to go
i got a 60 pack waiting at home
feel like a zombie
i'm all alone
everyone clones
please tell your bitch to stop hitting my phone
before i put the .45 at your dome lil bitch
hollow tips to the whole motherfucking game
hollow tips gonna insert in my brain

BRING OUT YOUR DEAD

https://G59Records.com

[VERSE I: Ruby da Cherry]

yeah, i was the wave but now i feel the tide pulling back
ocean flat
often i lay in this coffin
sleep on my back
toss a couple of them back
my liver really starting to slack and i can feel my lungs decaying from the cigarette packs
i havent thought of $UICIDE since i was living in the back of Blackout's pad
my heart torn in half
now i've got everything i ever wanted, but now i don't want it
i feel like i'm haunted i feel like i'm cursed
hopefully soon i'll return to the dirt
a material world with a virtual nerve
bitch i see what it's worth
toss me out on the curb
leave me behind
walk a straight line to hell
as yall swerve away lost in the choice not to sell
roll me up a blunt
i need to get lost
all yall talk bout sauce
i'm wiping frozen cuts with frost
i'm slicing open guts and tossing frauds off to the side
half of $UICIDE a couple million now who ready to fucking die

[VERSE II: SLICK SLOTH]

two cups and a bad bitch
then i pop me a xanax quick
call shake when i need that fix
call nick when i need that itch
call krez just to pop on 'phetamine
max beck in the back pop seventeen
yung kurt cobain with the heroin
slick love drugs over everything
shooting stars up in my veins whoa
but look at your bank rool
so?
just spend it on more dope
more woes
fuck you care for?
but lately i feel guilty i feel so badly
they say i made it and that should be satisfactory
lately i feel like i have nobody
all alone in an empty hotel lobby
4 AM praying can i get some rest
dreams of $UICIDE and the need for death

KING TULIP

Cincinnati, Ohio x Kansas City, Missouri
Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/cultrcandy/

$teven Cannon
Soundcloud: https://soundcloud.com/l-e-g-i-lvtor
Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/stevencannon/

Zotiyac
Soundcloud: https://soundcloud.com/zotiyac
Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/zotiyac/

Trap Tree
Soundcloud: https://soundcloud.com/traptree
Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/traptree/

Produced by Patrick
Soundcloud: https://soundcloud.com/thisispat
Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/producedbypatrick

Mixed by: Soundcloud.com/traptree
Mastered by: instagram.com/desertpark

$teven Cannon X Zotiyac - Paper & Plastic •‡Prod. TrapTree X patr!ck‡•

Kansas City, Missouri x Belmar, NJ
Instagram: www.instagram.com/cultrcandy/

Zotiyac
Soundcloud: soundcloud.com/zotiyac
Instagram: www.instagram.com/zotiyac

Trap Tree
Soundcloud: soundcloud.com/traptree
Instagram: www.instagram.com/traptree

Mixed: www.instagram.com/traptree
Mastered: www.instagram.com/desertpark

Artwork: www.instagram.com/levitate.mp3

Show You Hell

Zotiyac - SHOW YOU HELL •‡Prod. TrapTree‡•

Kansas City, Missouri x Belmar, New Jersey
https://www.culturecandycollective.com
Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/cultrcandy/

Zotiyac
Soundcloud: https://soundcloud.com/zotiyac
Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/zotiyac/

TrapTree
Soundcloud: https://soundcloud.com/traptree
Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/traptree/

Patrick
Soundcloud: https://soundcloud.com/thisispat
Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/producedbypatrick

Mixed by: https://www.instagram.com/traptree/
Mastered by: https://instagram.com/desertpark

Zotiyac - Ain't Hard To Find Me •‡Prod. TrapTree X patr!ck‡•

She like this dick cuz that shit ain’t just average
All in her throat cuz I love that bitch gaggin
She like my life cuz that shit ain’t just average
David Blaine, I hit the streets w/ some magic. 

They wanna taste, but this shit aint just average. 
They wanna taste, but this shit aint just average. 
They wanna taste, but this shit aint just average. 
They wanna taste, but this shit aint just average. 

Sippin and smokin, just some of my habits. 
Habitat, concrete and bullets and trapping. 
Bitch I’m depressed, I could still be a savage. 
Bitch I’m depressed, but I ain’t moving backwards. 

They wanna taste, but this shit aint just average. 
They wanna taste, but this shit aint just average.
They wanna taste, but this shit aint just average. 
They wanna taste, but this shit aint just average. 

I fuck a bitch like a young chiropractor, 
Adjustin her back, & I do that shit backwards
I went to China came back to a trap 
Red hunneds, blue hunneds, all this shit racks. 

Riverside, I put that shit on the map. 
Fuckin hoes, I put a bitch on her back. 
Been had these blades, Now I need me a strap, 
Cuz some niggas be fake and they can’t catch me lackin. 

I Crashed a bike, put a audi in traffic. 
How you gon try to come knock on my trappin. 
Bitch I'm the hacker you know I can tap in. 
I pull yo name, & I’m findin yo addy 

Fly cross the map, just to pop out, I’m ready. 
Bitch I got stripes on yo street like I’m Freddy 
You talkin gangsta, but lookin spaghetti. 
You talkin them grams, bitch you ain’t talkin fetti. 

If you wanna work, cut me a check my nigga.
 I stay on my grind, I don't rest my nigga.
I’m in the streets with the best my nigga,
I’m in these fuckin streets with the rest my nigga. 

4251 be the muhfuckin set, bitch 
Redstar gang be the set my nigga. 
Rappin with me you get checked my nigga, 
Better Pull up in a bullet proof vest my nigga. 

I don’t have to speak when a nigga ask me, 
Bitch I keep it low key in these Riverside Streets 
You b r o k e, fuck beef, 
I just keep stackin up in my own damn sleep 

Everybody know me, know I keep it lowkey, 
Still OmenXIII, black shirt black jeans. 
Everybody know me, know I keep it lowkey, 
Still OmenXIII, black shirt black jeans.

She like this dick cuz that shit ain’t just average
All in her throat cuz I love that bitch gaggin
She like my life cuz that shit ain’t just average
David Blaine, I hit the streets w/ some magic. 

They wanna taste, but this shit aint just average. 
They wanna taste, but this shit aint just average. 
They wanna taste, but this shit aint just average. 
They wanna taste, but this shit aint just average. 

Sippin and smokin, just some of my habits. 
Habitat, concrete and bullets and trapping. 
Bitch I’m depressed, I could still be a savage. 
Bitch I’m depressed, but I ain’t moving backwards. 

They wanna taste, but this shit aint just average. 
They wanna taste, but this shit aint just average.
They wanna taste, but this shit aint just average. 
They wanna taste, but this shit aint just average.

Redstar (Prod. STILL)

recorded April 2012 in El Paso, TX

Greg Gonzalez - vocals, bass
Phillip Tubbs - electric guitar
Steve Herrada - keyboards
Emily Davis - acoustic guitar
Greg Leah - drums

recorded by Wally Byers
mixed by Greg Gonzalez
mastered by Jason Martin

Cover: Necklace (or anatomy) by Man Ray
Cover design: Greg Gonzalez & Lisa Marie Chavira

BLED ON ME [prod. HAVOC]

ERIK DOM