The only thing that's hurt is my ego

feat: @donotresurrect

prod: @fidi-946222141 & @ghostabitch

lyrics:
[LD]
Ghost knock
Fuck around
You saying shit
But never really post up
beams on deck finna make em steady croak up

Oh fuck
Say he running game
But I ain't ever seen him roll up

Ain't acting like he sposedtuh

Vominos
head is feeling monotone

Back and fourth

Playing with these bitches like they dominoes

Head banging bitch
Sucking rhythm to the audio
Throw up in the dish
Take a hint that you gotta go

All this fucking hustle just for nothing
You should really stop and think

All this stressing over nothing
Just sit back and overthink

what is needed
Ima I do it I ain't ever gonna blink

We achieving this affluence while you only gonna sink

[Donot]

lead rain falling 
you a red stain barking like a great dane
you gon get your head caved, darlin
i got ten dames callin playing head games
pardon, i just make waves you can keep the head thanks, sorry 
keep a mag in my bag aight, he at the red light 
stack on the dash like, he mad my bread right 
keep on fuckin talkin my niggas’ll turn to stalkers you a target turn a damn bright day to a dead night 
out of patience and you know i been waiting 
the sight of blood it’s amazing
she doctor and i’m the patient 
it’s a operation 
thought of it haunts a nation 
watch the bullet hit his neck then i go home to plot vacation

APPARITION W/ DO NOT RESURRECT [PROD. FIDI & GHOSTA]

GO RUN UP THE HOMMIES SHIT @STEMODITY DP GANG 


FT. @STEMODITY
prod. @ISTASHA

LYRICS:
[stemodity]
crawling my way out of a place that stays veiled,
dripping with blood infused with the feeling of betrayal,
somebody's gotta win at the end of the deal,
turned over to the wolves who give a fuck how you feel,
there's ones who break their bones and scrape skin for their next meal,
we're ones to break phones and complain about chemtrails,
can't wash away the shame like blood on the staircase,
finding life a drag, nobody called it a fair race...

wishin for a ticket to get over the nightmare,
got you rotting in your mind, you turn around and it's right there,
leakin, bleedin, screamin, jumpscared by peripherals,
lil stevie can't seem to get a grip on the meaning of control,
sorry bout the sheets,didn't mean to get the blood soaked,
liquor won't wash away the sin but the floods will,
I don't got no problem finding out the vibes
inside the room im leavin soon to my tomb 'fore the doom ensues...

[BRUXISM]
Take Ls and tell tales, (tails),
I'll take heads,
two face(d) bitches with fake nails, and filler in their lips 
Yeah You talk shit, not gon' drink your flavor aid it's toxic,
Don't you look back, right on sight you'll turn to salt bitch,
Uh oh!
Uh oh!
Who's that? who's said what I say ain't sell?
Blowing up my phone like Ted Kazinski sending mail,
Night flyer, cryptic cryptid mystifter,
You can watch the shadows in your cave all you desire,
Scratching the itch, antihistamine,
Listen see, follow my words like scopolamine,
all you need know is not knowing's enough for me,
Others seek knowledge, acknowledgement,  sympathy,
I just kill in cold blood on some Gacy, Bundy, Dalmer shit, 
I am Bruxism's complete lack of humbleness
When the hunted turns hunter you'll learn the word plunder,
it burns, the church crumbles,
the hunchback of nothing,
So sick, I can barely speak, look into my eyes,
Pollution is online and Digital our time...

Border/Line Ft. Stemodity (prod. Istasha The Scrub)

AK3K - INFILTRATE (PROD. NETUH)

prod. FIDI x KILLJAMES x ZANDA

@thesantos-1
@gullyspit
@ocyris-northcyde
@backoffjames

PARANOIA ft. Santos Santana, Gullyspit, Ocyris (prod. FIDI x KILLJAMES x ZANDA)

Fix: https://soundcloud.com/cruciifix
Cover Art by Bleach

FENRIR

Locked Down FT Fix

written / performed by @blckbrds + @sectunit
produced by @gullyspit
engineered, mixed + mastered by @lilsherm187
co-engineered by @tumaggz and SECT UNIT

MOLAR (w/ SECT UNIT)

WHITE GOLD [PROD. TRULIFE]

YOU'RE WELCOME.

PROD. LEFTHANDLUCK

LYRICS:
I'm a real motherfucker,
Real motherfucker, kneel.
I got steel
Steel, when I'm in the field.
Hear I heal,
Real Luck is In the Seal,
Yeah I kill, motherfucker, 
kill, motherfucker, kill.

Anxiety creeping but I cannot stop,
Building my throne
Your gang ain't with shit,
Said we bustin at cops..
Spillin his dome
Ain't shit insurmountable,
Flippin the drop.
Run in your home.
Testing our power is like trying to stop,
A train to your dome.

Utopia, blood with the gold on the block.
Build a new rome still im West with the shock.
Black sheep in the street, said I leave em in chalk.
Family weeping, they deep in the rot.
Talk on my team then these demons will pop.
This music's for fiends shooting streams in their spot.
Out on the scheme with a dream and some rock,
Now he pointing a beam at the team at the top.

Build a new world with the enemy dead,
Catch em buried and left with the flag.
Feel like my whole life had a gun to my head
And I bled with a knife in my back.
If youre sick of division and living with lies they deliver
Then ride with the mac
Come clique up with Visions Inflicted and witness 
If youll put your life in a pact.

Come join the resistance,
Im down for the vision
I'm moses with whippin
Part seas from the crippin,
That aint a diss that just say that I'm rippin
Got love for the homie off Nellis he flippin
And shoutout to all of my gang they be trippin,
It's Ends and Inflicted,
I splipped in some sickness
And coughed up my lungs til I spit what I'm livin
Ah, damn this is hittin,
Feel damned and imprisoned.

I'm a real motherfucker...

HEAL

RAID

Tracked/Mixed/Mastered by @Thornwallstudios
Produced by @Scvwm

Lyrics 

Verse 1: Richmaiden 

sometimes this shit don’t add up
sometimes this shit don’t make sense 
i built all this from the ground up
and i could lose it any second 
now, i will not repent, nah
when he come to collect
pale death in a all white benz
peeled off in the volvo sipping fernet 
peel off my skin and throw it in the gutter where i lay to rest

remember when it wasn’t cool to be depressed 
remember all those pages scattered on my desk
and i couldn’t even tell my therapist the way i felt
and now y’all act too cool to keep it to yourself 
i’m bout to pull the fuckin chartreuse off the shelf 
and chug that shit until i forget i’m in hell 
maiden in endless suffering if you can’t tell 
but don’t feel sorry for my hollow shell

Verse 2: Eidolon

So cock back
 and pull yourself up from your fuckin boot straps 
Ive got no time to follow in their false tracks 
I got no time in general chasing success 
I got this anger and I’ve been holding it back 

See Your persistence is the type to make me sick 
And your existence is as hollow as your wits 
I’ve got a fortress that’s been hanging off my neck 
I’ve got a fortune buried underneath this stress 
I am not the product of the sums of someone else 
I won’t sit silent in the 9th circle of hell 
A choke on lies can make it hard to even scream 
So watch me rip right from the seams

Keep It To Yourself (prod. Scvwm)

ENGINEERED/MIXED/MASTERED BY @33MARROW
PRODUCED BY @HOTWHEELZ666

Press the fucking blade against my throat like Ion give a shit
Don't nobody care and ain't nobody fucking listening
Devil on my shoulders ain't no fucking angel visiting
Trying to control myself but I ain't got no discipline 
Honestly I'm really not that motherfucking interesting
Not about no gimmicks or persona I'm just kicking it
Spend most of my motherfucking day up in the crib and shit
But that's how I like it bitch I fuck with social distancing
Just don't give a fuck 'bout half the shit these bitches care about
Long as there's some marijuana in my fucking where-a-bouts 
Long as there's a fair amount up in my fucking bank account
Motherfuckers hating now I tell them we should air it out
Bitch I came a long way from where I fucking started out
I done ran my Chevy out of oil had to part it out
I need me some bloodshed and I need it in large amounts
Pulled up to the venue and it's looking like a slaughterhouse
Shawty drive me 'round inside her whip and bitch it's modded out
Acting like you popping bitch your followers are botted out
Motherfucker if you wanna get it well you got it now
Pull up with my brothers it's a motherfucking problem now
Problem now, problem now, bitch you got a problem now
If he on some fuck shit Imma have to call 'em out
Call 'em out, call 'em out, what they going on about
Just don't give a fuck 'bout none of you motherfuckers or the clout

PARANOIA ft. Santos Santana, Gullyspit, Ocyris (prod. FIDI x KILLJAMES x ZANDA)

Fidi

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