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& Then 4 Remained...

& Then 4 Remained... (feat. Daegho)

Vox: @bruude
Prod: @cheiropter
Master: me :)
Intro:
(I’ve got a birds eye view I got nothing left to lose
Fucking stuck I need to move
Ravens pecking at my roots)

Break my soul I’ve been standing here alone
Been stuck here for so long I don’t know where I belong
Break my throne there’s no need to go on
New things turned to mold yeah that’s just how it goes

Walk with a blindfold I hate all of you equally
Spending your time in a dream for eternity
you’ll never realize becoming my enemy 
you’re in it to deep in the sheeple mentality
Wind blowing through but I’m still standing firm
Routed to the ground as a live with the dirt
Breathe with no purpose and live with the curse
Alone in the fields with the crops goes to burn
Feed the machine you’re so blind that it hurts
Stuck in the mud got the life of a worm
You’re as empty as the shadow you make on the curb
A husk of a being doomed to this world

I’ve got a birds eye view 
I’ve got nothing left to lose
Fucking stuck I need to move
Ravens pecking at my roots

Devil’s knocking at my room

Bruude - Pugalo [prod. Kairopter]

How Industrious.

Lyrics:
I just spent a bag on some bad things
Pop a little bit and now i feel like I am lapsing
I be going up while they Crashing
Hit me for the work and didn't realize I'm taxing

Scratch my skin it peels off me
Whisper in this state appealing
Speak softly
I feel great I feel cocky
Lot up on my plate I take my meals promptly

It's a little fucking difficult to operate a function
Throw them fucking hands then get to Swinging to concussion
Fucking losing it like you been trapped inside a dungeon
Body needing more but it jus suffer a reduction

Money on my mind I got his bitch just fucking eyeing me
Preach about my worth and fuck her raw I Call it irony
Swear to God my sense of reason seems to be just idling
556 gon flatten out his block like we be ironing

Walk out, bitch, my top is finna drop down
Territory filled with the stench of fucking blood now
You ain't part of the mix, your getting tossed out
And I been high as a bitch, I gotta come down

I make this shit look like it's easy
Its ok your man wants to be me
I can't see wit u underneath me
And I feel like you been all depleting

BAD THINGS [PROD DUMBCHILD]

CANSINO x GULLYSPIT
@luiscansino

100 Freaks
Lyrics:
They told I been waiting too long
I need to stick the knife back in them
They get so impatient cause they waiting for that platinum
Got no motivation I’m still beating up a track like it’s
a bastard please relax taping drywall how I plaster them
Ten whole days I been living in that ruin
Mega-city monolith I'm feeling barley human
In the stomach of that beast and it’s gruesome
I guess I better sit down in the corner 
and stay wrapped in my delusions
Put your gas mask on it’s time to wake up
Breathing in that helium the tubes have all been taped up
Crushed by little numbers it gets scraped up
Powder in my grey matter make it worth the pay cut, don’t play us
Wrist deep ripping coins out of my stomach
Thousand little eyes at my fingers and I love it
Dirty little pieces running water on the dishes
Bio-shocking how your daughter getting drilled over syringes

A hundred rooms
A hundred dead fucking freaks
A hundred rooms
A hundred dead fucking freaks
A hundred rooms
A hundred dead fucking freaks
A hundred rooms
A hundred dead fucking freaks

Draining out my IV on the floor let it leak
Red lines on my eyes cause I cannot get to sleep
No i cannot even dream 
To distracted by the fiends and the smell 
of all these dead fucking sheep
Step after step after step 
Bitch we walking with the concubines
Go inside and get pretty little valentine
In her eyes I can see what’s coming next
Heartless as an Aztec rolling down the temple steps
The machine been fucking dead
But your still up in its stomach
Everything is real just remember not to touch it
But I cannot shake the feeling
that I’m rotten and I love it
I’m in public with the sewer rats
Banging on a drumstick

Y'all really can't shut the fuck up
I swear to god

A hundred rooms 
A hundred dead fucking freaks

Sub machine got a whole new fucking meaning
Wired up my skin it’s tracking back into the ceiling
Got me coming in like clockwork till that
Orange started peeling
Her face is fucking pretty I can’t wait to see them leaning
Till I got the bed frame shaking 
Like an inmate getting put down in basement
Give them roughly two weeks 
You can talk to your replacement
or go and get your head caved in on top the pavement
Silhouettes of bodies piled,
Evidence of knives and guts
It started with a trial 
Ending up indulging cuts
Reflection of my face on that steel covered blood
Stabbed to death in your apartment
No one heard it cause the tv loud as fuck
Waiting for the music
Go enjoy the symphony
The conductor been abusive
Might die inside a cubicle now go make sure your noose fits
I take what I need and I abuse it
You say one more word and imma lose it

A hundred rooms
A hundred dead fucking freaks

THE MACHINES ALREADY DEAD

100 Freaks w/Cansino

Lyrics:

Breath, drawn into the chest
Oxygen flow through the blood in your head 
Detach that shit from the neck 
Love the way moonlight bring out all the red, no dress
But for me this shit like sex 
I came for the hunt and can't wait 'til I bring you death
Yes i'm above all the rest 
An angel from heaven and no my sword can't wait to bless

Pests 
I'm moving lethal i'm never no less
I ain't got a PC just specs on the tec
Ain't sayin you won't make it but boy it's a - stretchhh
Like i'm stretchin your flesh 
Fuck bout no money I want my respect 
I'm pressing this piece to his head make a mess 
Could call me Paul Walker , i'm fast as it gets

One down lay dead 
We get down like that
Said i'm gon rain fire 
When I tote my fire 
Watch how my glock hi-top skin fades -
This beam his face 
Girl i'm riding round whats the location 
Pull up with the drive by leave his home vacant 
Boy you know that you could die bout this money i'm making 
All this muhfuckin paper
Chasing
Horns pierce the skin on my head call me Satan 
Say that I ain't bout it at this point you hatin
Scythe with the hoodie they know that I'm takin yo

Breath, drawn into the chest
Oxygen flow through the blood in your head 
Detach that shit from the neck 
Love the way moonlight bring out all the red, no dress
But for me this shit like sex 
I came for the hunt and can't wait 'til I bring you death
Yes i'm above all the rest 
An angel from heaven and no my sword can't wait to bless

Pests uh 
Like insects, best watch where they step 
Incense, want smoke , cigarette 
Infected and i'm seeing red
You will regret 
Pest pest you will regret 
Pest pest you will regret 

Pest
 
Pest

PEST

NIKKO - PEST (prod. Kiraw)

3am - 1jaden

Ty Dolla $ign - Main Thang ft. Kid Ink & Problem (Keezy Remix)

Main Thang ft. Kid Ink & Problem (Keezy Remix)

scrapped is an EP gone awry.

features:
@mugetsu117
@depthstrida
@necrolvnn
@sulphofficial
@givemexans
@bxwsers_demise
@navvvi

art:
@c3of

shoutout:
@bleedingcypher
@deadonsight

Nightmare (feat. MUGXTSU & NECROLYNN)

SEEING RED (feat. Witchouse40k)

SEEING RED ft. Witchouse 40K

GLORY [PROD. 8MC]

UP! w/ K.V.N//7Ł (Prod. BOWSY) (soundcloud version)

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GLORY [PROD. 8MC]

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