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BASS

Tirade

Bangers VI

I WANT BLOOD/i want love

Village Gang presents a new music video by I'm DMA.
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Prod: https://www.instagram.com/badszhardest/
Camera shoots: https://www.instagram.com/dii.bae/

Connect:
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Booking/Management: russianvillageboys@gmail.com

Hardtek, techno, tekk, 2021
#melancholy #hardtek #tekk

I'm DMA - Melancholy

RAINING BLOOD (feat. Zillakami)

Wrath

Vendetta! (prod. Mupp)

[VERSE I: Yung Christ]
i got the glock in my yoga pants
fucking that bitch in a yoga stance
swanging that K in an open stance
loaded from smoking that opium
stain a lil boy in the clothes he's in
all of my walls they closing in
5150
they tryna come get me
just minding my business and moseying
matte black
smoking packs
panic attacks back to back
xanax on my lap debating 
should i relapse?
but back to the hoe i was talking bout
i just wanna put it up in her mouth
pimping up in my blood
wassup cuz?
thuggin that dirty south
four letter
two numbers bitch
GREY*59
three fingers in the air
main bitch by my side
slicky pull up in a quarter mill and slaughter up your daughter
young jesus with them forgi wheels
don't walk he drive on water
anytime, anyplace
any hood, any state
good til i fucking ain't
woods to the fucking face
riding with my baby Sage
lines on expensive plates
tears on my diamond chains
stoic never looking phased
poet when i'm spitting game
show me how that pussy shaved
dosage climbing with my shame
mama crying for my pain
will they ever understand?
can i even help my dad?
money fucking up my fam
giving until there's nothing left
pulling up in that latest "damn!"
chopper stay on me 
don't need no hands
prefer to be lonely 
don't need no friends
hoe we just fucking i don't date fans
i'm with my cousin and talking plans
went to my hood and copped some land
blowing through my money like democrats
2 step on the IRS fuck a tax



[VERSE II: Romeo da Black Rose]
why the fuck you look to me for help?
there ain't an ace in the cards i was dealt
i'm 31
still don't know how to take care of myself
honestly i'm scared that i might melt
leave behind a bunch of black spots on a white pelt
maybe in the next life i'll come back as a nice belt
i don't know
there's a fine line between me and you
the biggest difference is i'll snort that shit and prolly puke
dodge and juke all the bullshit yall try and put me through
but i'm shining
babygirl wylin
catch me riding by with that look in my eyes
palm starts to sweat by the way i'm gripping my 9
yeah i'm always on my toes but i'm still the same height
standing tall over my grave
make sure it's filled with all the people we supposedly saved
make sure you throw the plaques in and all the money we made
i can't put 'em on my wall that shit just ain't my taste
lil shawty wanna marry me
i said "you're better off in debt"
if it didn't work out, baby, i'd be real hard to forget
germans whips and private jets
private beaches to access
fuck on me, baby
i'm still a mess and no that ain't a threat
i ride for my family that's GREY*59
try and be all i can be and not waste my time
on the brink of insanity
i can't make up my mind
yeah i battle my vanite and think i'm blind

G59Records.com

Sing Me a Lullaby, My Sweet Temptation

Matte Black

MATTE BLACK

Lyrics -

[Verse 1: Lil Mabu:] 
I could never snitch
That’s on my kids
I put a choppa on a blade
Put a blade on a switch
I keep my right hand spinning
Like my last name Smith
I-I-I-I don’t miss
I’m making money while I piss
Like

[Verse 2: Dusty Locane]

Double M bitch we the fever (Fever)
Dead off the muddy, go pour up a liter
Bag on his head, he a Peter (Peter)
Glock-19 and I'm naming it Tina (Tina)
One-sixty on the dash, ain’t checking the meter (The meter)
You better not miss, that switch leave him with amnesia (Ergh)

[Verse 3: Lil Mabu]
I got a plug from the P, free Snow, damn, thе cops got him
Cock one, make the block run, opps duck
Got the drop on somе funds, man, I'm finna cop some (Cop what?)
I'm finna cop that icey piece from Lyana (Grrah)

[Verse 4: Dusty Locane]
I got to keep it thorough, I ain't one of them
Y'all niggas dick ride, go get back for the nigga you call your friend
Cut that fake shit, all pretend
If I miss, I spin again
Spin again, spin again, and I might just hit his— (Shh)

[Chorus: Lil Mabu]
I could never snitch (Gang, gang, gang)
That's on my kids (Yeah)
I put a choppa on the blade, he put a blade on a switch
I keep my right hand spinnin' like my last name Smith (My last name Smith)
I don't miss, I'm making money while I piss, like

[Verse 5: Lil Mabu & Dusty Locane]
Hop out the Scat', where my shooters at? Guess they running late
All my opps probably smoking rocks so I got time to waste
Picked up my pace, 'cause I saw a shop ten feet down the block
Ain’t got a lock, so I walk into it, then I saw the boss
And he like, "Hi, how's your day?" I said, "I'm doing great"
Then I upped it at his face and I said, "Open up that case"
I took a chain, and a pendant too, depending on my mood
I need to run, but the front is shut, I only got one tool (Get out my way)
Then I saw twelve, Dusty rang my bell
He said, "What's the move?" (What's the move?)
I said, "I'm doomed"
'Cause the cops just said that if I move, they shoot
Said, "You a fool.”
(If you got the jewels then I'll be there at 2)
Now I'm pacing, and my heart is racing, don't know what to do
I'm acting cool, drippy like a pool, waiting for the goons
Then I seen 05 let off two, we starting racing with the loot 

[Bridge: Lil Mabu]
(Don't run, don't trip, gah)
(Don't run, don't trip, gah, gah)
Gang, gang, gang
(Grr, we started, grrah)
Gang, gang, gang

[Chorus: Lil Mabu & Dusty Locane]
I could never snitch (Gang, gang, gang)
That's on my kids (Yeah)
I put a choppa on the blade, he put a blade on a switch
I keep my right hand spinnin' like my last name Smith (My last name Smith)
I don't miss, I'm making money while I piss, like

[Verse 6: Dusty Locane & Lil Mabu]
How many niggas you know is ready to spin when it's time for the drama?
I'm letting off every son up in this clip, I put that shit on my momma
The homies told me, "Chill out," back on his head so he dying proper
We might've mixed it up with fentanyl, somebody go call him a doctor
Ayo Double M’s what’s the word
First nigga run up, get hit with that— 

(Mabu)
And you know I ain’t missing that 
Got a beam on my head with a fitted mask 

Pussy niggas be all for the chitta chat
I'ma run down on boy, knock his fitted cap (Yo pass that)

Cane say no to the poll, so now I'm gon' beat him down with a bat
I put an opp in a wheelchair, give me like an hour, I'm leaving him flat (Hahahaha)

I got a custom boot with your face on it—
Now he off the map (Ergh)

NO SNITCHING (with Dusty Locane)

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Jeris Johnson x BLAKSWAN - welcome to the underground freestyle

LEVITATE (The Summer Song)

hi

lyrics: 

(probably gonna die young
probably gonna die
probably gonna)

maybe some day you would feel the same
(gonna be sick, grab the wheel real quick)
but why should you care 'bout me anyways?
(i'm always fucking something up)

woke up late
i'm nauseous again
i did some things
that i might regret
a bloody nose and a busted lip
5 missed calls and 9 messages

when you're gone i feel like something's missing
but you're not gonna listen
he told me that he's caught up in traffic
i really don't believe it

maybe some day you would feel the same
but why should you care 'bout me anyways?

maybe some day you would feel the same
(gonna be sick, grab the wheel real quick)
but why should you care 'bout me anyways?
(i'm always fucking something up)

Stream/Download

NAUSEOUS

Dorohedorohe Drip

BALL LIKE THIS

prod. mercykill

Lyrics: I don’t know,
Off these drugs, even I don’t know
No, but, I don’t know
I’m suffocating and my eyes won’t close

OFF THESE MOTHER FUCKING DRUGS BITCH IM FADED OFF THE WOOD
I EAT THE PILLS JUST LIKE I SHOULD
IM FUCKING CREEPING IN THE WOODS
HE TALKING, STOMP HIM ON THE CONCRETE (concrete) 
GET FUCKING BODIED LIKE A ZOMBIE (zombie)
IM WALKING STERDY, TRY TO ROB ME (rob me)
I LEAVE THEM BULLETS DEEP IN ARTERIES
THIS SHIT A PART OF ME, PULL UP GET YO SHIT ROCKED,
BEEN A MINUTE SINCE MY, GLICK POP
HIT A LICK, THAT SHIT FEEL GOOD DAWG
AINT VICIOUS LIKE MY PIT BULLS

I don’t know,
Off these drugs, even I don’t know
No, but, I don’t know
I’m suffocating and my eyes won’t close

Lay me up inside my coffin left for dead i wanna rest up I cannot see the vision no more bloodied up my retinas displaying my bad habits on the tv screen can’t catch us I smoke so much no visene bloodshot eyes stare through the red dots I despise drama and nonsense steppin acting twitchin’ I might press you with the 9 mil, feeling out the situation, rob too many times, I can’t sit up in that room acting comfortable I aint fine, I see demons in my rear view, it stay black inside my mind
Is it a curse or am I fine?

OFF THESE MOTHER FUCKING DRUGS BITCH IM FADED OFF THE WOOD
I EAT THE PILLS JUST LIKE I SHOULD
IM FUCKING CREEPING IN THE WOODS
HE TALKING, STOMP HIM ON THE CONCRETE (concrete) 
GET FUCKING BODIED LIKE A ZOMBIE (zombie)
IM WALKING STERDY, TRY TO ROB ME (rob me)
I LEAVE THEM BULLETS DEEP IN ARTERIES
THIS SHIT A PART OF ME, PULL UP GET YO SHIT ROCKED,
BEEN A MINUTE SINCE MY, GLICK POP
HIT A LICK, THAT SHIT FEEL GOOD DAWG
AINT VICIOUS LIKE MY PIT BULLS

I don’t know,
Off these drugs, even I don’t know
No, but, I don’t know
I’m suffocating and my eyes won’t close

SUFFOCATE

DUST! w/ DEATH G (prod HEKS)

[Prod.ELE]
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Cover:
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head is empty and the weed tempt me
smoke that shit yeah its not healthy
somebody out there can you help me
2k12 look at that selfie this person is dead
ELE you will be okay is what they said
fighting with all this shit in my head
the only place where i feel free is my bed
fuck sleep roll one more instead

my job is stressful, i hate it
come home and cant wait
to get fucking faded
i just want to get braindead
hatred makes me wasted
people are npcs
motherfucking pasted
problems lives in my head rent free
it trys to controll me take me and change me
but no its me, im my own fucking enemy
its me ELE close your eyes and hear
im here crystal clear im the voice in your ear
i hunt you every week every day every year
dead inside no strength for a single tear

head is empty and the weed tempt me
smoke that shit yeah its not healthy
somebody out there can you help me
2k12 look at that selfie this person is dead
ELE you will be okay is what they said
fighting with all this shit in my head
the only place where i feel free is my bed
fuck sleep roll o ne more instead

Routine

I'M UP [prod. kami]

Friend or Foe

Spotify

Misa Misa! - Corpse

This song doesn't belong to me. I dont have no rights for this music and all the credits go to the original creators ezekiel and prod.dyn

whatever it takes - help urself by ezekiel (prod.dyn remix)

New album by Russian Village Boys - KISS MY PEACE 2020

Second Home (prod. Skurt)

VIDEO

Ciao

Romantic & Jackass

Forever Drunk (feat. Skurt)

Suffer

Faceless forever together we rot.

[ alt - https://soundcloud.com/blanketgoblin ]

Dorohedorohe Drip

Faceless 1-7