Prod. @modest0beats

I was 16 years old, 
looked up to you cause you were cold
You walked in like you owned the place
I would tell you anything, 
Tell me you won't fall from grace,
No matter what they'd say
i loved you  like no one would,
I gave you more than i could

I was there when you were homeless, lips shut
You would go cheat on your boyfriends, at night
When i would light a cigarette, i still remember biting the regret 
Everything that you said, i held it in fact
Banging my head, on every syntax
I am upset, i feel backstabbed
Tell all your friends, that i am so bad 
I was there

I gave you more than i could
I was there
Remember when you'd seek my friends, for your low self esteem,  
When you'd blame me for everything, that you would do to me,
When i didn't see a helpful hand, the days i'd question loyalty
When you took credit for how i am, you'd make a new identity

I was 16 years old,
(in front of me x2)
looked up to you cause you were cold
(in front of me x2)
You walked in like you owned the place
I would tell you anything, 
Tell me you won't fall from grace,
No matter what they'd say
I loved you

I LOVED YOU

I LOVED YOU (PROD. MODE$T0)

Spotify:
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[Prod.ELE]
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featuring @distortionthe1
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[ELE]
Raise from the underground 
Bitches feel my fucking Sound 
All off this fuckers begin to
Fate in the  background 
They all wound
Do you even got
Your own sound
Drop ur body on
The fucking ground
Bitchass shooting
Sharp yuh shooting
Thousands rounds
In yo fucking belly bitch
Im pissed off
Weed make this
Bitch cough
Watch every step u make
Or i might have to drop
The Evidence again in the 
Motherfucking lake

Drop drop, make it pop pop 
Drop drop, make it pop pop 
Drop drop, make it pop pop 
Drop drop, make it pop pop 

[Lord Distortion]
Inna cesspool a Drugs 
I guess I can't swim up 
Fuck off the buzz request the best liquor 
 hit like a bus I guess the best pick up 
The best of  the best the rest can just get fucked 

Semi auto clappin I don't think that homie make it
Got that bih jus pressure me want me to see her naked
Been a couple devils that 
Bending my operations 
Cut em for the better you never know who replacing 

Stop 

Thirty round dick 
45 letter want blood 
Like a tick 
Got your fucking illnes
Fucking bus down bitch
And I'm feeling still sick from the drugs I've hit 

Operation needle scrape 
Huffing & I need a break 
Hk in the Cadillac these pussies gonna need a taste 
Take a fucking holiday to slide in and eliminate 
Spinning in the audi feeling godly in a different state

Drop (feat. Lord Distortion)

500 SUB SPECIAL!!
LYRICS AND AUDIO ENGINEERING BY RVNE
BEAT PRODUCED BY NAHUELSKILLZ

2022 ANDEDDX GANG

LYRICS -
ALL YOU RAPPERS SOUNDING LIKE SOME FUCKWITS 
SUCKING ON A FAT DICK 
FUCK IT ILL PACK UP ANOTHER BONG QUICK
RIP IT FAT  I SMASHED IT 
BLOWING IN YOUR MISSUS ASS 
THAT SLAPPA IS A FAT BITCH
 RVNEY BOY A SAVAGE 

FLIPPING BACK YOUR MATTRESS 
TAKE UP ALL YOUR STACKS QUICK
SPEND EM ON A RVNEY DAY 
YOU GET IT 
YEAH THAT FAX KIDS 

RVNER SLIMY LIKE AN AXOLOTL 
FOUND YOUR MISSUS AT THE BROTHEL
PAID A COUPLE BUCKS 
BUT MAN THAT SHIT WAS AWFUL 

HIT IT RAW?
OF COURSE DUDE
NO ONE ELSE TO TALK TO 
HIT UP A CUNT UP WITH A PORK SWORD 
AND A SORE TOOTH 

PULL THE FUCKER OUT WITH PLIERS 
THEN I SPIT IT ATCHA 
NEVER GONNA FRACTURE UP 
THE MASSES 
YOUR A BITCH 
THATS FAX BRUH 

fr tho 
I CANT STAND ALL OF YOU MOTHERFUCKERS 
THINK YOUR GUTTA 
JUST BECAUSE YOU DONE A COUPLE DRUGS 
YOU WENT AND BOUGHT A MIC AND INTERFACE 
AND NOW YOUR UNDERGROUND MY BROTHER 
FUCK!
OFF!
DICKHEADS 
RVNEY FOCUSED ON YOUR MOTHER 

YOU CAN CALL ME DADDY NOW YOU SUCKA 
FUCKED HER UNDER COVERS 
AND IM BLOWING IN THE BOOTY 
YOU CAN SUCK ANOTHER DICK 
AND SHOVE IT UP YA FUCKING CLACKA 
HOLY SHIT NO WONDER 
ALL YOU FUCKING SUCKAS FUCKING SUCK !

MAKE ME KEEP REPEATING 
YOUR SHIT  NEEDS DELETING 
SIT DOWN
GET DEFEATED 
ON YOUR FUCKIN KNEES BITCH 
FUCK AROUND WITH ME BITCH 
YOUR A FUCKING FLEA BITCH 
YEAH
YOUR FUCKING LIFE IS MINE BITCH 
YOU HARDLY FUCKING RHYME BITCH
LOOK AT THE FUCKING TIME BITCH
SAY  GOODNIGHTY 

RVNER FEISTY 
WHEN I CUM INSIDE THESE 
CUNTS 
EV ER Y NIGHTY 
AND I GET INSIDE EM 
FUCKING RIGHTLY 

YOU KNOW I LIKE IT SLIMEY 
IM GETTING GRIMEY ON THE BEAT
YOUR BITCH IS WHINING WILDLY 
SO PUT A MUZZLE ON THE CUNT 
TO TRY AND BAR THE BARKING 
COS I DONT WANNA HEAR IT 
SHIT THAT SHIT MAKE ME RETARDED 
AND WHEN IM SMOKING BETTER BET
I GOT A PACK OF ARNOTTS 
ASSORTED CREAMS 
KICK YOUR MISSUS OUT
I THINK SHE FARTED 
FUCKING BITCH IS GARBAGE 
MAN IM NASTY 

I BE SLAYING EM 
LAYING EM IN THE UNDERGROUND 
THE UNDERGROUND IS FULL
OF ALL THESE FUCKING USELESS FAGGOTS NOW 
RECKON I COULD SPIT AND HIT A CARBON COPY NOW 
YOU AINT DARKIE 
YOU AINT SCARLORD 
YOU ARE NOTHING WOW!

FUCK OFF
NEVER FUCKING TRY AND AT ME 
COS IM A FUCKING SPASTIC 
ILL GRAB YOUR CASH AND FUCKING SHOVE IT UP YOUR FUCKING BACK BITS 
SMASH A CUNT FOR ACTING LIKE A DICKHEAD 
NEVER MATTERED 
FUCK UP 
ALL YOU CUNTS ARE TRAGIC

THEY MADE ME DO IT!

THEY MADE ME DO IT! (prod. nahuelskillz)

Prod by @frankdead
Lyrics, mix & mastering by me

LYRICS :

SKIN THE FLESH OFF MY BONES
SALT MY WOUNDS LET IT BURN
CUT MY HANDS LET EM BLEED
PIERCE MY EYES LET ME SCREAM
SLICE MY FACE LET IT DRIP
POUR THE GAS LET IT SEEP
CUT ME OFF FROM CONSCIOUSNESS
DON'T LET ME DIE JUST GIVE ME BLISS
(X2)

SINGE THE HAIR OFF MY SKIN
CUT INTO ME TELL ME WHAT YOU SEE
AM I ME? AM I ME OR AM I JUST A PILE OF MEAT

SINGE THE HAIR OFF MY SKIN
CUT INTO ME TELL ME WHAT YOU SEE
WHAT DO YOU SEE? AM I ME OR JUST A PILE OF MEAT

I NEVER KNEW NEVER HAVE
PAIN IS HOW I FEEL ALIVE
PAIN IS HOW I FEEL ALIVE
(X2)

SKINNED [prod. $ATANA!]

I know I’m not a God Ima demon 
spill my semen on every rotten human being
And you’re not even worth it
Just shut your fucking mouth
Little bitch 
Ima torture you to death
And spill your fucking innards
Open holes right in your neck
We a bunch of sinners
Wait for the blood to make it wet
Now she’s trying to breathe in
She’s choking on my dick
As her heart stop beating
Little bitch keep on fighting Huh
But it’s never enough
Why aren’t you mad at the torture and stuff 
maybe cuz it’s all made up
Little fuck
Why don’t you suck on my bloody ass nuts
While I take a piss in your guts
Where is your Divinity now 
Get run over with a fucking ox plow
Get out with your week mediocrity
Fuck off with your alcoholic therapy
Shattered brain storage mental state goes into orbit
Pouring siren in my eyes
To escape the fact that I’m alive
Pain calms me down
Let’s burn the whole town
I just want to keep a level head
Talk equivalent to garbage bins
No one seems to understand breathing is so punishment

Got toadstools on my dick
We a bunch of sinners
Toadstools on my dick
Eating you for dinner
I got toadstools on my dick
Carving out your liver
Toadstools on my dick
Spray the baby mist on your fucking innards

Fucking human scum
You Ignorant piss ants
You should rot with a compost of fruit flies
Just let them feed on you with their rotten proboscises
Submerged with the Oak saliva
Fade into bliss 
As you get turned into fertilizer 
cuz you’re shit

TOADSTXXLS ON MY DICK (PROD.ELE)

Production/mix and master by Deadmemxry: https://soundcloud.com/deadmemxry

Cover by Fxllen: https://www.instagram.com/fxllen_visuals/

Leaky Brain

Leaky Brain (Prod. DEADMEMXRY)

Production: https://soundcloud.com/stvrfire

Cover Art: https://soundcloud.com/c3of

Fenrir

Paul Blart (Prod. STVRFIRE)

@istasha

Lyrics:
Ceiling pealed
Evil on the cat walk
Squirm on the floor
Catch a needle in the asphalt
Nobody let up slip up
And regret
Catch a case that's been a critical effect
Rushed Until he Sniffing in the scent


Boy I don't deal with the god shit
Landing out the way to get killed in the process
Fucking with the gang cold steel with the carcass
Chared up crop for the field ain't a harvest


No more thoughts


Boy banging off them shots
I cut above
Gonna leave the gutter plugged
Slumping in the mother plugs
Credit get erased
Such pain
In my frontal lug

Pistol packing proper
She getting hot and bothered
Stomping on the brains
till its looking like a saucer

Azathoth
I've had to had enough
I cock it back and back it up
Heart of glass he shatter bruh
He Falling back as fast as fuck


Matching with the furnace, crack a pack and feed the serpent
Crashing on the server late and he be lacking all his service
He mangled up, g and I ain't talking bout no cursive
Autopsy in the room need the certain


Boutta to take hits of the sedatives
Lighting up this shit its slick bitch Edison
Boutta need my fix need scripts need medicine
Hand around my grip get hit like he venison

But I never really been the one to boast it
Live leak, take the video and post it
On the concrete, all teeth getting broken
Moon rock whipe me down like explosives


Got my weak at the knees
Said she there and she eager to please
I don't need that
I Need me some reasons to be
Believe that he drown but its easy to sink

Seaside
Deep dive

HULKING SLUMBER [PROD. ISTASHA THE SCRUB]

YOU CLAIM YOU THAT YOU HATE ME 
IT SOUNDS JUST LIKE A BUNCH OF SHIT 
YOU ACT LIKE YOU BEEN UP AND THAT YOU SWIFT BUT PROMISE YOU AND WANTING THIS 


STOMP YOUR FUCKING NECK TO THE STREET 
I WANT YOUR PULSE WEAK 
I HOPE YOU FUCKING CHOKE 
ON ALL THE LIES THAT YOU GAVE ME 

IM MOVING AROUND 
ALL OF THESE VOICES I DONT HEAR A SOUND 
OPEN MY MIND THEN IM SHUTTING IT DOWN 
CLOSE OFF THESE WALLS 
YOU NEVER AROUND
 WANTED THE SOUNDS 

GASP WEEP 
THE GAS LEAK 
YOU ARE A FRAUD IF YOU ASK ME 
IF THERES A LIE 
IT DONT PASS ME
I NOTICE THAT SHIT 
BEFORE YALL BLINK 

IM THE FUCKING LIQUID 
IN THE LEAKING SINK 
PICTURE EVERYTHING AROUND YOU 
IF YOU WRITE A PAPER NO PAPER CHASING 
I
 CHASE THE BEVERAGE BLOOD DOWN WITH INHALANTS
INHALATION
STARVE A NATION OF PRODUCTS 
AND DOUSE THE FIRE WITH THEIR MEDICATION
MEDIATE THE MEDITATION 
WITH BOOKS UPON THE TAXES LACING COKE INTO THE MONEY 
AND SNORT THE POWER HUNGRY NATION 

KILL OFF ALL THE PROCREATION 
STAB A FUCKING BLADE INTO MY CHEST 
AND DRAIN MY RIBS OF MY ALL PREPARATION 
PERPETRATE THE MOSTLY HATED 
IM THE FUCKING SUN IN CIRCLES 
MOVE INTO MY VISION HAZED 
INTO THE MIRROR WAITING 
JUMP THROUGH A PORTAL 
SPLIT ABRASIONS
SAYING SPEAKING WRITING ALL THE THINGS YOUVE HATED 
NEVER LOVE IT
NEVER BLEED IT 
BLED LIKE THE SPIT MIXED WITH PISS SHIT THE RAPPERS RUBBISH 
WEAPONS OF MASS DESTRUCTION
SKULL IS THE HARBORATION
ESCAPISM LOWLY LOWER THAN MOST COULD SAY THEYVE BEEN CHASING

POOR EXCUSE [PROD. PLAGUE]

ghostofblu - SHADOW WRIST w/ LEFTHANDLUCK (PROD. FATAL-M)

[Prod.ELE]
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seven seven fuck the rest
tactic vest on my chest
my music is a stress test
you dont want to be my guest
i dont care how im dressed
i dont need your collab request
road test with your head
i want to see everyone dead

check your past 
please be quiet 
really fast
i dont give a shit 
what you ever said
im  a fucking warhead

im  a fucking warhead
im  a fucking warhead
im  a fucking warhead
im  a fucking warhead

get the fuck outta my way
drop your corpse on the freeway
this is what you   deserve
when you fucking betray 
please go away dont stay
let me make you suffer
im not your fucking brother
no wonder that your 
bitch want another lover
fucker

im  a fucking warhead
im  a fucking warhead
im  a fucking warhead
im  a fucking warhead

Warhead

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MFNF

Digital Dissonance

Paul Blart (Prod. STVRFIRE)

FENRIR

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