DIRT w/ Lil 6ixxx

I KNOW A PLACE [PROD. UNKWNSHI + VEXD]

FRIGHT NIGHT
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Featuring @fxckyoujamie
Produced by @fxckyoujamie
Mixed & Mastered by DEEMXNN & FXCKJAMIE
Artwork by @fxckyoujamie

lyrics:

[DEEMXNN]:

i grip a k it’s right next to my hip when i head to the bank get the fuck up out my face
niggas still drown in their own fucking waves
boy i been off the map and they think that their safe
can’t fuck with the gang you’re surrounded by demons these hollows gon lay em right down in his grave
pop out the cut load it up from the mud 
there’s a voice in my head and it’s never gon fade 

better duck from that red dot 
knocking your top off 
we shatter their windows we fill up the graveyards
bought a new stick with a blade boy it ain’t stock
got a stick on me 
i got a demon inside of my head you gonna die today
building them racks she come fuck with me
demon been hanging wit dogs and he’s never gon drift away

[FXCKJAMiE]:

I come out the dirt
I’m back for some blood, got yo’ crew on alert 
All I know is to hurt
I’m ready to die but I’m killin’ you first
You know I’m off of the Molly 
I’m ‘bout to catch a new body 
Im never givin’ a fuck, yeah sorry bitch I’m not sorry

Aim for the face
Dismember his body and take out his brain
I don’t need a grave
I leave him to rot and observe him decay
Yeah watch ‘em guts decompose 
and now they food for the crows
I’ll send my madness to masses ‘til fucking everyone knows

FRIGHT NIGHT (FEAT. FXCKJAMiE)

Rolling up flipping the bird, fuck what you heard, dont fuck with these bitches I swerve
You talking that shit its absurd, what is the word 
You acting, you sweeter than nerds
Holding you under submerge, the piggys disturbed, you thought you were crazy but Ouija is worse
Biting the bullet til I hit the dirt
Getting to close to me might get you burnt

Im going hard, Im mixing new paint
Pen to the paper, got pain in my brain
Making my to the white house, lets all paint it all red like a cut open vein
Mixing the weed and I gotta new strain
Im not getting married unless its the Jane
The way I be talking and moving and shitting on fuckboys I know Im insane


The devils in my mind, infecting every thought
Who are you pressing me? Walk how you talk
You pussies depressing me, hang on a knot
You fell off upsettingly, your numbers have dropped

You asking me please can you carry me?
You are not like me, you see yourself highly
Im just getting high, dont roll it up tightly 
Carefully bury me, roses and THC

All of you needing some inspo, I got all my inspo, I copy myself
Some of you wanting some issues, your family got tissues, Ill see you in hell

The way this is going I wont need no bail
Break in your window like its raining hail
Sending a bomb to you through the mail
Ripping your skin off like fish with the scales

Devils in My Mind (prod. Zodiacc & AKbeats)

LYRICS-



MILITXNT-

I need to cope
Lay In the water and watch as I float
Lay in the grave and come up as a ghost
Rotting in hell imma roast
Spitting up blood from my throat 
All of my hope is revoked imma sit in the dark all alone
I feel alone I have run out of hope 
Tying my neck on a rope 
Hanging me down on a pole 
Devil is taking a toll he’s lighting the fire like coal 
All of the angels will go up in smoke 
The deal we have made is a hoax 
I need to go 
Haunted by choices 
Keep hearing voices 
Actions bring habits I’m tryna avoid it 
Gray all around me the rain keep on pouring 
Filling my cup with a tear of importance 
I’m feeling pain 
Mask on my face got me feeling like bane 
The demons gonna dance in the rain 
Shake out these shackles and bust out these chains 
Come from the ground with a crown on my brain 
I feel insane 
I need to empty my head 
Put the beam to my skull make it red 
Leaking out brains on my bed 
All of the blood gonna spread 
I need some meds 
Put him in a bag hear a zip
Toss him in the back of the whip
Ready hear a blast from my blick
Knife to the vein on ya wrist make it drip
Running out of time kill him quick
Blade on my back 
Pick up the Mac add a Mag then attack 
Grind up his body and pack like a jack 
Cut off your head then I toss in a sack 



PROPHET-

Nail me to the cross 
Cuz I’m one of the gods 
god of the bloodshed 
kill for a cause 
Drag you to the woods
& your bound to get lost 
Leaving no evidence 
Case getting dropped 
Cock the Glock back
& Im letting it off 
Creep in the fog 
Cutting your throat 
when you get to the car 
See them in person 
They’re acting real hard 
Till I act up 
with the pistol 
and spark 
Choppa gets lit up like 
Candles in dark 
One in the head 
And put 2 in yo heart 
You talking hot 
And get shot on the spot 
Tighten the noose 
When I wrap round the knots 
Fuck all the feds 
Give a shit bout a cop 
Cut up the carcass 
And leave it to rot 
Serial killer 
My victims I stalk 
Follow you home 
When you go for a walk 
See me behind you 
Keep running don’t stop 
Leaking his brains 
& they outline in chalk 
Your time is ticking 
Always on the clock 
Call me the scarecrow 
always round crops 
Selling a bag 
I just re up’d the stock 
I hit the block 
With the crack in my socks 
Trap house is booming 
From cooking up rock 
Whipping the Pyrex 
Im stirring the pot 
Imma stay here 
Wether like it or not 
I’m taking everything 
Give what you got 
Stolen whips in this bitch
all of em hot 
Stole em straight
out of the parking lot
If it goes wrong 
I’m down to flock 
That’s what i do anyway 
to the opps

OMERTÀ- MILITXNT X PROPHET (prod.ARAGOTH)

QUESTION EVERYTHING

SALIVA GREY - QUESTION EVERYTHING

written / performed by @blckbrds
produced by @aragoth_die
engineered by @tumaggz

MATRYOSHKA

{{LYRICS}}

[Krim$in]

Whoa
Body count triple digits like a hoe
Thottie bow and pray to me like Holy Ghost 
Spray the party bless the room like holy ghost 
Issa murder I just left a room of mothafuckin crows

So Here a Toast

I got this vino out the cask right off the coast
Sippin Sour dirty red I’m pourin out some bloody oath 


All these bad habits man I thought you woulda known
All this black yeah you know the fashion monochrome 
Six pack sinna lemme pour one for the bro
Wolf in sheep’s clothing I’m just puttin on a show

coke nail baby mixin liquor wit the snow
Russian cream leaf when im twistin up the dro
Lemme fill my cup another way for me to cope
I won’t disappoint I think that I should let it go

[dvrkside]

I thrive off of suffering
The remnant presence of death always hovering
Over my body
I wish it would come for me
Bitch I'm a god
You made in my imagery
Krimsin and me that's the purest of synergy
Fuse and we spewing hate
Your life it hang in the balance my ruger a counterweight
Heavens gates
Made for the souls of the blessed you going to hell today
Drag you myself cause it's hell to pay Mangle your body and watch it decay
I'm a tyrant ain't nothin gone stand in my way Take a step or a breath bullets carvin yo face
Tethered rope always pullin at my throat
Devil in me so they callin me the goat
Sense the envy can't leave well enough alone
Grip his throat put the metal to his dome squeeze the trigger let it go like


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Holy Ghost feat. DVRKSIDE [PROD. YUNGMEXICANBIH]

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Fugazi (RobbieJet)

Shoutout to @istasha

Chorus: Istasha 
I scale the mind 
Blocked all that you got
Every word means your losing your spot

Thick in the veins 
But the blood doesn't clot
Hemophiliac burdens concern you
But don't give a fuck 

Back
Every second I lack
Never see me like the zodiac
Buried in thoughts like amnesiac
Carrying on off the beaten track

Verse 1 : Na$tii
wanna hate the game
but the game don’t stop
hanging up a fed 
when the charge don’t drop
put the body bag
in the parking lot 
anarchy season
I’m purging the crop

bitch what do you got
and what do you need
changing the spot 
still fixing the fiends 
you on the block
I’m in the beast
she gave me top
she begging me please

Verse 2: Istasha
Popping out my eyes
Underground
Buried wishing I could die twice
All the signs tell me necromancy's nothing for the wise
Make a fucker re think when my body starts to rise

Drop shackles 
Bars down
Try you're never leaving 

Never detract a motion 
I catch you and you ain't breathing 

Doubling down the sentence 
The words that you are deceiving 
The pillars you believe 
Leave you in the gutter grieving

Chorus: Istasha
I scale the mind 
Blocked all that you got
Every word means your losing your spot

Thick in the veins 
But the blood doesn't clot
Hemophiliac burdens concern you
But don't give a fuck 

Back
Every second I lack
Never see me like the zodiac
Buried in thoughts like amnesiac
Carrying on off the beaten track

Verse 2: Na$tii
kill bill I cut off head 
if we talking 
I’m here to collect 

putting you down
in affect
while I’m pulling 
ya tongue out ya neck

medical I might inject
fuck reality
I been a wreck

taking a break from the stress
means I’m putting a hole 
in ya chest

termination when i pull up
I eliminate ya kin
said I’m picking up reality 
my life is growing thin
finished w that bitch I gave her man
a Chelsea grin
bullets they be thumping
drum stick sound like Chelsea grin

Clot Ft. Istasha The Scrub [Prod. Na$tii]

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