[Prod.ELE]
Mix & Master [ELE]
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[ELE]
who making bangers since he is thirteen
who is the coldest motherfucker in this scene 
who is always there to smoke some from the green 
who might burn your house with fucking gasoline 

drugs make me feel good
smoking on my backwood
body  is too high
my mouth is like the pussy 
from you bitch to dry
blow a nice smell to the sky
i see rats everywhere nearby
end what you start
you feelin smart
tear your heart out of
your chest i call that fucking art
damn you fucking shithead
i see all the shit you spread
im a fucking threat 
you gonna need a med
maybe you gonna be dead
i wanna see the floor red
i remember everything 
you bitch said
shootin bullets right
trough your head
then i go to fucking bed

who making bangers since he is thirteen
who is the coldest motherfucker in this scene 
who is always there to smoke some from the green 
who might burn your house with fucking gasoline 

[nAvvvi]
breathing toxic air
living like i swear
look at how the issues crumble in the sighting of a wall
if you seen it all so clear, woulda fire like petrol
and i pull out the blade, i ain't talking knives today
i be talking bout the fate that you carry in ya main
bet you talking all the influence from same old groups
whats it called?
spider gang?
mercenaries?
3. 5. 9. would be frowning down yo spine
if you really had the grind then you'd be swimming in the brine
trick.
son i got it before you even knew it.
son i had it before you even grew it.
you think i got this way from a random deck of cards?
artists acting like they on stage for dancing with the stars
well let me tell you one thing, america aint got talent
now do me a favor and remain silent.
thanks.

Stream on Spotify!

Who (ft.nAvvvi)

In My Zone

ERROR SVI " WITHIN A PURE PAIN''
UNDER RIGHTS TO 'VIRTUAL INTERFACE GROUP"
5/14/2024


THANK YOU FOR A GREAT YEAR.

REDEMPTION [PROD. NONCANNON]

prod. VEINN & CASTLECORPS

Lyrics:

How many rounds can i let out this glock
Pop
My guess is fucking a lot
How many bitches want suck on this cock
Bops
Probably a million thots
How many rappers want be in the block
Hah i wouldn't pee on you fuckers
2025
Everybody die
Other side the fence
Or you on mine?
You can have a gang
You can have a mob
You will not remain
Alive

Neck yourself
Making me laugh you think a vest will help
Hahaha
Might wanna check yourself
Like you was putting something Nike on
One call green light and we get 'em gone
Mason Margiela sweater stepping in some Louboutins
Its umbrella weather waiting for the slip and fall

(But wait, there's more)

I'm the best it's irrefutable
Pressure point squeezing your cuticle
I got you inside the palm of my hand
Blick take you to prom it want you to dance
Rubber wrapped around my dozens of bands
I'm up
None of you got any fans you suck
I mean ones that are real
You got IG followers but not any skill
That's why i gap y'all
Add an E i'm thick as hell (gape)
New gap I just hit it and it fucking swelled
I'm an attack dog back off
Hit you with the chopper like a blackhawk
Ass off what I had to work
I'm boutta blast off like im off of earth
And I just laugh all day at you ants
Peons
Know that y'all tryna jack what I be on
Laser came with the stick it's neon
The only thought in my head that keeps going is-

How many rounds can i let out this glock
Pop
My guess is fucking a lot
How many bitches want suck on this cock
Bops
Probably a million thots
How many rappers want be in the block
Hah i wouldn't pee on you fuckers
2025
Everybody die
Other side the fence
Or you on mine?
You can have a gang
You can have a mob
You will not remain
Alive

2025

2025 (feat. NIKKO)

Produced by @wasbeatz
Art by @wasbeatz

Off the "Tape Memory" tape.

[LYRICS]

This is all that I care about.
Show me things that I wanna see.
Please give the the air that I fucking need.
You won't come at me with these empty arms.

Come at me, eat my fists.
I won't care about you forever and ever.
Come at me, eat my fists.
I won't care about you forever and ever.

The thing is I don't remember why I came here.
So can you tell me about you, why the fuck am I doing this.
I ain't time for this, I ain't time for shit.
There's people who waiting for me.
Some of these I can call them my family.

The thing is I don't remember why I came here.
So can you tell me about you, why the fuck am I doing this.
I ain't time for this, I ain't time for shit.
There's people who waiting for me.
Some of these I can call them my family.

WAKE UP WAKE UP.
ITS TIME TO LIVE UP.
TIME WASTING, TIME WASTING.
I ALWAYS HAVE TO FIX IT.
MY ONLY LIFE IS NOT FOR YOU.
THOSE WHO DESERVE IT HAVE ALREADY STOPED ASKING.
CALL ME DEVIL, CALL ME CHEAP.

I DON'T CARE A FKG BIT.
I DON'T CARE A FKG BIT.

CALL ME DEVIL, CALL ME CHEAP, I DON'T CARE A FKG BIT.
YOU DON'T HAVE MY FAME, YOU DONT HAVE MY PAIN.
IMMA KILL YOUR HOPES RIGHT NOW.

BLEHG

WAKE UP WAKE UP.
ITS TIME TO LIVE UP.
TIME WASTING, TIME WASTING.
I ALWAYS HAVE TO FIX IT.
MY ONLY LIFE IS NOT FOR YOU.
THOSE WHO DESERVE IT HAVE ALREADY STOPED ASKING.
CALL ME DEVIL, CALL ME CHEAP.

I DON'T CARE A FKG BIT.

CALL ME DEVIL, CALL ME CHEAP  [prod. ｗａｓ]

Blood Dr!p

https://soundcloud.com/istasha

Lyrics:
Skull broke it get brittle as the jaw bone 
Breaking down particles of sludge into its maw soaked 
Goop dripped tubes ripped hanging out the bottle 
Loose lipped, two shits handled by tomorrow 


Large ligths flash gonna send him on a bad way 
dark night path catch him emptying his ash tray 
Yall type last at like everything it's that way 
Ammo In the sack we be flexing out the back way 

Mince meat shit 
Taking cover on his blitzkrieg 
Dig deep pits, 
push him over and we fill these 


Medicine 
Hella gifted 
Watching when I'm not around 
30 round drum get to rocking if he popping out 

In the head I bet he bled the blue 
I got no interest 
in you 
I couldn't give a less it's TRUE 
That your a bitch 
We getting thru 


No soul, now he frigid as the north pole 
Reaching for the defcon, spread across the whole globe 
Hit crowd with the strike but I no sold 
Paid for this life fly a kite for the light bolt 

Haunted tree yard shit 
It's no way of getting out 
Your lost in these marshes 
Those old strays are ringing out 

Look like a Martin 
Deformed kid is kicking round 
Soft tissue cut in 
doctor gonna stick around 

God bring war 
lord bring loss 
Corpse on the floor 
Blood stains in tub 

It be disaster slipping on the gloss 
Found in the after, slug thru his gut 


I might fuck around 
Put a murder on a fucking leech 
Mangled up mind like the tendrils in my other reach 
You all in the cut when we smoke it up yuh 
Weapons equipped when we posted up aye 

Your in the middle of a crisis 
I'm not in the mood 
I'm falling to my cynical devices 

I'm like 
Kid you shouldn't try it 

Youd regret it in a second 
your statistics isn't risin 
youd delete all that you've made 
But wont admit that one likes it 


Can you pleas tell a story that is not wove 
On your knees simply begging for a spot oh 
Your one of those you ain't better than the lot tho 
Your pretty low on the totem in your spot oh

DEF CON [PROD. ISTASHA THE SCRUB]

MUSIC VIDEO ---> https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EQgTDYF0bNc

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prod. OUTOFMIND 

Quick
Pull up at their front door with a brick
Break a skull and leave em' dizzy like it's liquor
Lick a dick she said she need that nicotine
Slice some wiggas they would call me guillotine
Straight from another dimension, think i'm trapped here
They be looking at me like Mark at his hearing
I got em' on hook like they're wearing my earrings
Bitches shooked , I oil them like bearings

I might get all in my plate
Like it or don't, think that i care?
As long as you give me more plays
Gimme more placements, drip on the pavement
Make em' all trip on my laces
Drilling a hole, carrying gold straight to my land by the mansion

MUSIC VIDEO

Guillotine [prod. Outofmind]

Prod by @inxision
Lyrics/vocals/cover art by me
Shoutout to @stvrfire for the little cameo at the beginning, much love

Lyrics : 

Necro bad at rap, like i'm a fucking spastic
make her ass clap then I wrap your corpse in plastic
I don't need your crap man I make my own shit
*Well isn't that ironic*
Shut the fuck up, i'll make your fucking spine split
lurking outside knife blade moonlit
Here to slit your throat, your own blood i'll make you vomit
cannibalistic undead culprit

your life unfolds like a fucking trainwreck
spit out your guts like a broken tape deck
kick down the door, you're next
bullets won't work, I got a hex
off with the light, for your soul it's curfew
savage end to your life, no virtue
decapitate you, put you to rest
buried in the backyard, maggot infested

Tie my self a slip knot 
i've had enough of this shit
remind me why i let you live, 
quick before i forget
kept this away for far too long, 
now i need to spit it out
longest second of your life then you'll be dead like me inside

I'm here to doom this game
up from the tomb I came
I'll set your flesh aflame
got the blue tips, take aim

ARSON [PROD. INXISION]

Clown

By Fear Ft. nAvvvi

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