FOREST CITY
(w/ 6a6ayaga)
Mixed/Mastered by 6a6ayaga

https://m.soundcloud.com/6a6ayaga

https://www.instagram.com/thereal6a6ayaga/?hl=en


(prod. Netuh)
https://m.soundcloud.com/netuhbeats
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[1031 RECORDS]
[MAGICK KULT]



lyrics

Grimm:

I dig the grave of these hoes 
Grimm with that work
Bitches surround they Cursed
Feeling my worst

Pulling up back 
All black in tha hearse
Magick kult with tha business 
Serving all these fucking bitches
Never give a fuck about that motherfucker 
Get my name up out ya mouth 
fore I have to blow ya cover
Buckshot to tha brain
Bad trip got me feeling insane
All black robe drag across tha floor
You can see the Sleeper creepin 
out tha corner of ya eye
Never gonna be testing the fuckin 
Power of tha kult
Bitch 

Cut em all down 
Let me rest in peace 
Cut em all down
All my enemies 


6a6ayaga:

Put em in the grave wit a flintlock 
Sippin on hemlock 
New ar got the m-lock 
Hit em wit a headshot 
Lay em on the bed rock 
Post a selfie on my insta wit a fucking Dead cop 
Dead ops red rum 
If they ask what happened  ima play dumb 
Say sum 
Motherfucker where you from 
If you fucking wit da gang got a 50 drum 
Say you fucking gang but u been a snake  since day 1 
Bleagh 
Pull up wit a mask on the face okay 
Hit em in his back and it break okay 
All these rappers talk shit they fake okay 
Police ask aint shit ima say okay 
Pull up wit a mask on the face okay 
Hit em in his back and it break okay 
All these rappers talk shit they fake okay 
Police ask aint shit ima say okay 
Keep all my treasures when im in the coffin 
Walk away from the battle just a  Dead man walkin
Speakin on my name just a dead man 
talkin 
I just pull my piece I just pull my skip all the tauntin 
Lay the body down and then im spittin on the coffin 
Never go alone 2 glocks when im walkin
Said he got a problem 2 glocks skip the Talkin
Takin all your gold and that pistol that you flauntin

Forest City

FOREST CITY w/ 6a6ayaga (prod. Netuh)

Red Myst

Red Myst (feat. YVNG VADR) [Prod. EYKEY]

THANK YOU FOR THE SUPPORT! NEW MUSIC SOON!!
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LET ME GO Prod.Yung Ripper

Suffikayt formerly known as Ricky lagoon 
Pulse n/a Ft. Tre-Six

DROWNTHEFEDS x TRESIX - PULSE N/A [prod. DROWNTHEFEDS]

SHOUT OUT MY BROTHA 

TUNDRA
pussy boy see me comin like a fuckin freight train
think about that with ya fuckin little rot brain
hit a mothafucka with the knuckles full stop mane
find a little trouble with your words when you talk mane
everybody talkin but they never wanna walk mane
grill a mothafucka with the flame like propane
chop it like an eightball quick like cocaine
come and take a visit but we charge that copay
empty pockets feelin like a fuckin bandit
pull the stick and doin damage
string em up and watch em panic
is the rope too tight?
thats your problem fuckin solve it
consequences of your actions
soul extraction its a passion bitch 
break a mothafucka with a record time oh
everybody wanna be the best they ego
fill a mothafuckas head like placebo 
really wanna talk about it like you know
you dont know shit
yo life is piss
watch a mothafucka break backs for kicks
pull a fuckin double time and everything is happening
its everything I planned you fuckin bitch
watch it drop
watch it drop
watch it drop
like a hammer
watch it drop

KOSTE
PAINT YO FUCKING WALLS ALL RED
LIGHT BURNT OUT
NO SOUND 
SMELL DEATH
EVERY BIT OF HOPE IN YO SOUL FELL FLAT
WITH YOUR BRAIN IN THE WOOD
AND YOUR BLOOD IN THE CRACKS

IVE TAKEN YO BONES AS AN OMEN
I WEAR IT AROUND ON MY NECK
FOR YO FLESH IS STILL FROZEN
IVE BROKEN THE SKULL OF THE WOKEN
I CARRY THERE WOUNDS ON MY BACK TILL THE DARKNESS HAS SPOKEN

ACID EATS ESOPHAGUS 
BLADE FEELS EVERY FUCKING INCH 
OF YOUR FLESH WILL NOT EXIST 
NOT STRESSED YOULL LIVE I NEVER MISS

ESCAPE THE CLUTCHES OF MY GRIP
YOUR BLOOD WILL FLOW RIGHT THROUGH YO WRIST
TILL YOU COLLAPS AND GIVE INTO YOUR FATE YOU WALK ACROSS THAT BRIDGE 

THE DEATH OF YO MORROW 
WILL SEEP INTO THOSE 
WHO REMEMBER YOUR FACE 
AND WILL LEAVE EM WIT SORROW
TO GO BACK IN TIME IS A WISH OF ALL HUMAN 
BUT NOTHING CAN CHANGE WHAT IS CARVED INTO STONE

THE GROUND YOUVE BECOME
AS THE FEAST HAS BEGUN
ON YOUR BODY WILL FEED ALL VERMIN
YOUR BLOOD WILL INRICH ALL THAT LIVES IN THE DIRT
SO YOUR LIFE IS NO LONGER A WASTE
YOU CAN REST IN OBLIVION 

WATCH EM DROP
WATCH EM DROP
WATCH EM DROP
LIKE A HAMMER

FRENZIED FLAME (FT. KOSTE)

bitch get high like a psycho
remember the time I was right tho
smoking my blunt getting high tho
ion give a fuck, life is a cycle

life is a cycle, life is a cycle
I cant see with my motherfuckin eyes close
what the fuck you gonna go through
I cant see what I'm gonna go through

bitch get high like a psycho ( like a psycho)
remember the time I was right tho (I was right tho)
smoking my blunt getting high tho (getting high tho)
ion give a fuck, life is a cycle 

oh woah
oh woah
oh woah
yeah, oh woah

bitch get high like a psycho
remember the time I was right tho
smoking my blunt getting high tho
ion give a fuck, life is a cycle

oh woah
oh woah
oh woah
oh woah

bitch get high like a psycho
remember the time I was right tho
smoking my blunt getting high tho
ion give a fuck, life is a cycle

oh woah
oh woah
oh woah
yeah, oh woah

life (prod.@xen)

BROKEN AND DEAD

Dont Ask Me For Help

FIRST TRACK OFF THE 'WANNABE' EP COMING VERY SOON.

PRODUCED BY @lilnightvision
ART BY @thetunnelrat

lyrics:

you some wannabes that’s what I do not wannabe
bitch don’t talk to me unless you got some gwap for me 
Bitch look like a spice girl sniffing that white girl 
She just want the pipe get on the mic I think she might hurl
She throwin signs up bitch I  don’t need co-signs yuh
Hit that wind up bitch she got that coke lined up 
Sniffing that fine dust 
Bitch I gotta go wise up
My brothers died from the shit that’s in ya nose outta lick

You really so outta touch 
That’s why these hoes I don’t trust 
All you really out line keep a crayola on tuck 
Motorola razor independent like da trucks 
Feelin like I’m weezy mix the fubu wit the trukfit
Pull up like what’s up bitch 
Really don’t give a fuck 
Fit cost a couple bucks
But I’m chillin up in the cut 
Quick 
Toss a couple bucks to my man and he grab the blunts lit 
Pull up with the pots and pans cookin fungus
I don’t really fuck wit nobody round here who run shit 
Dummies fuckin wit me best get out the country 
You lunchmeat
I ain’t busy fucking wit no junkies
All you fuckin lame I don’t need to say it
Yeah my rent late but you don’t even pay it

You some wannabes that’s what I do not wannabe
Bitch don’t talk to me unless you got some gwap for me 
Bitch look like a spice girl sniffing that white girl 
She just want the pipe get on the mic I think she might hurl
She throwin signs up bitch I  don’t need co-signs yuh
Hit that wind up bitch she got that coke lined up 
Sniffing that fine dust 
Bitch I gotta go wise up
My brothers died from the shit that’s in ya nose outta lick

WANNABE [PROD. LIL NIGHTVISION]

Slaughta Flow x $lim Grim (Prod. P6)

vocals by:
@mvkotsunami
@donotresurrect

produced mixed and mastered by: @frdmbeats

full album 
Third Eye Vision
out now

break the padlock ft, mvko + do not ressurect

frdm.wav