UNDERDDEATH TAKEOVER 
shoutout Gauz3y n Mug3n... one of many 
mix and mastered by SLIXX 
produced by Falak

IM SO UP THAT I FEEL LIKE RAFI w/ GAUZ3Y N MUG3N (Prod. Falak)

What it means was written/produced and mastered by Kid Splinter

What it means (feat. ZAKADA)

((((((( LYRICS ))))))
VERSE I

Pull the hammer back
And watch the lead scatter 
All yo brain matters 
I ain’t playin with you busters
I ain’t doing better.
Pull up all in black 
Watch these fuckers suffer
Hangin like a rack 
I’m just playin what the fuck! 

See me riding through yo city 
Promise this won’t end so pretty
Hot boy I bring the heaty 
Who the fuck is on the spot 
59* playin in the fuckin chidi 
When I pull up to yo block 
Fuck yo clique now hit the rocks 
Hit the switch we make it rough 
Split your wig 
pockets full of hollow tips 
In the mix 
Roll the dice it’s triple 6 ho
I see the devil aiming at yo throat
Demons underground 
Better not make a sound 
I can feel my soul float 
I can keep it froze 
Like the fucking snow globe 
Speak my mind and paid the price 
Best believe and that’s for sure ho 
You got the nine?
Let it shine until it blows 
Do you really wanna die ho?

VERSE II

I be that motherfucker with a plan 
Put that money in my hand
Wood grain grippin 
Now I got it against my head bitch 
Straight from the mud 
Yeah I wish a buster would 
Oh shit It’s the mothafuckin fiend 
Turning all yo hates to dreams 
Simple mother lover
Never could understood
If you know what I mean 
Yeah right holding real tight 
Hell drops got the red dot 
In the night on the creep 
Watch you bite on the steam 
Yeah right holding real tight 
Hell drops got the red dot 
In the night on the creep

IT IS WHAT IT IS, JUST STAY ALIVE

Oak Cliff [Prod. by Tacet]

"My Apologies" is the bold and deeply personal debut solo album that confronts the complicated truth about regret, accountability, and healing. Blending high-energy trap beats with slow-burning, introspective tracks, this project captures the emotional tug-of-war between seeking forgiveness and demanding it.

With raw honesty and unapologetic lyricism, the album serves as a confession booth and a courtroom—where the artist owns up to past mistakes, but also puts others on trial for the wrongs done to him. It’s not just about saying “sorry”—it’s about asking why no one ever said it back.

Each track builds a narrative of growth, grief, rage, and redemption. From the chest-thumping anthems that echo frustration and resilience, to the slower, melodic moments soaked in vulnerability, My Apologies reveals a complex emotional landscape that many can relate to—but few are brave enough to express.

This isn’t just an album. It’s a statement. A reckoning. A release.

If I

@prohibeo
@blackksmurf
@amber-london
@purpdogg

K9 (FT. BLACK SMURF, AMBER LONDON, PROHIBEO) [PROD. PURPDOGG]

LYRICS :

[VERSE 1]
every god damn day change fills up my pockets , 
and lately nothing's been the same up in my noggin , 
sit in the back of the bus , 
hear that beat knockin , 
ignore the world , 
i can't stand hearing people talking , 
don't walk around with a smile on my face i'm dark , 
and people recognize the change in the way i walk , 
cuz i don't really feel the same not even at all , 
i promise you that i been speakin from my fuckin heart , 
i hope you feel that damn spark when i start to spit , 
hardly been sober but i'm tryin not to call it quits , 
still with the shits , 
still angry still throwin fits , 
still fuck a bitch , 
still smokin , 
still broke and shit , 
don't let the weak side of me throw you off homie , 
cuz i still stand my ground with whatever the fuckin world has to throw at me , 
look in my eyes boi i know you see it , 
am i just losing my mind ? 
i don't care , 
so be it 
[HOOK]
can't stand my face , 
i been walking in place , 
hope for those better days , 
stuck in my same old ways 
so for no changes made , 
takin it day by day , 
but still i sit and pray , 
stuck in my same old ways 

[VERSE 2]
stuck in my same old ways , 
i can't seem to escape , 
gettin more faded than the dickies restin on my legs , 
fillin my tummy with those pills take away my aches ,
 ain't got no love left to give all i got is hate , 
i'm gettin tired of these strangers gettin in my face , 
i've been so fried , 
it's my steps i can't even trace , 
so far i've tried my hardest to avoid catchin a case , 
i can't stand nothin anymore i hate this place , 
quit your worrying about what the fuck i'm doin , 
i'm pursuing , 
my dreams and anything that brings me happiness without having to ruin , 
anybody's life , 
fuck you know bout trife , 
i've been high as a god damn kite , 
for my 9 past lives , 
so shut the fuck up , 
you don't know a damn thing about me , 
give a fuck about you or anybody here that doubts me , 
im gone , 
still in search for those better days , 
until then , 
fuck it , 
back to my same old ways

SAME OL' WAYS [prod. by NIMMHA]

POISON IN MY MIND.

Sample- "YA dig" Matt Ox(acoustic version W/ Einer Bank)

LIN:
i don’t really wanna talk no more
days passing by got me feeling so low
asking for something but theres no response 
praying to god thats a shot in the  dark 
i wanna die in a field of red 
bodies surround me. humanity: dead
blade in my hand where i severed the thread connecting me from all the fucks and the rest 
they wanna play wit me 
so i end them wit glee 
slaughter the pig, now I’m drenched in blood 
another body floating in my flood 
bitch do not talk to me 
bitch can’t you fucken see 
i don’t really fuck wit none of you 
hate me but i fucken hate you too
i don’t wanna live like this no more 
everyday i wake up feeling cold 
i just wanna die here all alone 
let me fucking die here alone
pull up with an AK let it spray
say whatever they say then i slay 
begging for mercy but i don’t got shit to give
let him die at my feet no two shits a piss
i don’t play 
spread hate 
this place will fucking burn 
fuck this world 
this earth 
your faith and all your hope 
hoe

SVDI:
Riding alone
In the cutlass supreme
Fuck the whole scene
All of you fuckers
Mean nothing to me
Svdi Burn down society
And breathe the wretched twisted stench
Bodies of the children, that I lynch
Used as punching bags
Cause I love the fun and gags
Fun to watch em run
Cause I cut the calves 
Blood is leaking 
Seeping thru my leather seats
I’m peaking as the screaming seem to cease
Bodies of the sluts inside my sheets
Poking stroking till I’m nutting on the teeth
See I’m nothing but the mothafucka 
That you made me be (Thanks Gelatskis)
Day to day it feel the same 
I lost my faith, no halo
Die alone, inside these scars
You don’t get it, no way, no
You say you love me, 
ok bitch only if you say so
Taking you fuckers as prisoners 
All of you fuckers look similar
Svdi mortician, I’m killing em
Fucking these bitches, 
they bleeding, I’m drilling em
Ripping the cunt and I’m peeling em
Hanging the women and children
ain’t feeling em
Ain’t feeling shit
Ain’t no remorse 
Ain’t feeling you and this life anymore

Field Of Red

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Lyrics:

I just drank tea for breakfast and I snatched off my own neckless

I guess these days I am restless, got a head that’s filled with questions

But I’ll never find an answer, Smokin on some cancer

Learned it from my mama, but fuck that old ass drama

Can you just answer what I been askin’ cut you in half just like you was a fraction

My life is a movie, just never said action I’m spittin’ that flame just like I was a dragon 

I don’t give a fuck if you hate it or love it, if you at the top, I’m waitin’ above it 

I don’t need a beat I be flowin’ like nothin’ I’m not even braggn’ I’m not even bluffin’ 

I’m not even playin’ and no I’m not kiddin’ I write down my thoughts all alone in my kitchen 

We don’t got no soda, but you know we whippin’ this rap shit a game and I’m Scotty pippen 

I used to like hoes, but they got me trippin’

I used to trust niggas, but most of y’all snitchin’ 

I don’t fuck with snakes, I keep my grass cut

Talkin’ that shit? ima busssss lika nut 🙄

I just drank tea for breakfast (prod. by DSTRBD)

FAILURE [prod. by FOREIGN VU]

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GUZMAN 4EVER

GRIMEMOBBSHYTT

BADK

FAILURE [prod. by FOREIGN VU]

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