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[Prod.ELE]
Mix & Master [ELE]
ig: bit.ly/38cKuIa
yt: bit.ly/2T9RKAr
https://genius.com/Ele-de-cha-cha-cha-3-lyrics
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(BR4CKET)
https://soundcloud.com/br4cket/tracks
www.instagram.com/bracket.77/?hl=de
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(RAZE)
https://soundcloud.com/77raze/tracks
https://www.instagram.com/razemp3/
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(Cover)
https://soundcloud.com/zyrom
https://www.instagram.com/prodzyrom/
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Cover Model:
https://www.instagram.com/stsenpai/
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[Intro: BR4CKET]
Trinken vodka und Bacardi
Группа шлюх идет за нами
Viele Keks auf deiner Party
Мои наркотики забрали

[Verse 1: ELE]
Gestrecktes Weed in deinen Taschen
Fick die bitch in deinen Laden
Digga, du musst nichts mehr sagen
Bitte stell mir keine Fragen

[Verse 1: BR4CKET]
Down mit der Clique
Sitzen an nem Tisch
Keine Mimik im Gesicht
Denn wir sind schon wieder dicht
Просто па курить и все вмире Забыть
Ich glaub ich bin verliebt, Bruder
Ich glaub ich bin verliebt, blyat

[Verse 2: ELE]
Siehst du meine fucking Narben
Täglichе Probleme schlagen auf mеin Magen
Du bist die Beute, Ich zeig dir die welt des Jagens
Cops kommen immer näher an meinen kragen
Soviel kann ich nicht tragen
Kann ich nicht tragen

[Verse 2: BR4CKET]
Wir cruisin' durch die nacht
All die Lichter in der Stadt
Homie bald haben wir geschafft
Мы не боимся Власт
Unter Strom, Tausend Watt
Перестань Сайбат
Was für bremsen, drück aufs Gas
Homie bald haben wirs geschafft

[Bridge: raze]
Bald haben wirs geschafft jaja
Bald haben wirs geschafft ugh aye

[Verse: raze]
Digga, bin weg, jeder glaubt ich bin tot
(Tot, tot, tot, tot)
Besuche grad Jupiter, Neptun und Mond
In meinem Bezirk, Digga, hast du ein Verbot
Jetzt stack mal Bread up, ich meine kein Brot
Ich tanz in dem Club und die Lichter sind rot
Ich hab keine Zeit für dich, fuckin' Idiot
Denn ich fliege herum wie ein fucking Pilot
Bin im full Suff, ja, mit ELE und Bracket
20 Gramm vakuumisiert in my jacket
Schieß auf den Boden, du jumpst wie ein Rabbit
Viel zu verklatscht, digga, bin voll auf Acid
Magen kaputt, digga, kann nix mehr essen
Bin viel zu krass, digga, kannst dich nicht messen
All deine Tracks, digga, kannst du vergessen
Rappe einmal auf Deutsch und du bist nur am stressen
Gib dir nen Stich, digga, ja ist game over
Sippe das lean in der mofuckin soda
Ballern herum in 'nem mofuckin rover
Kann nicht mehr pennen when I'm mofuckin sober

[Bridge: raze]
Digga, fick die ganzeSzene
S/o an ELE
S/o an Br4cket
S/o an 77
S/o an every fucking body!
2021, wir killen shit

[Outro: ELE]
Mit den Jungs durch die Nacht
Ich rede nicht von vielen
Es sind Leute auf die konnte ich schon immer zählen
Sie schmeißt wieder eine Pille
Sie will was erleben
Alle meine Jungs benehmen
Sich wieder mal daneben

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Cha Cha Cha 3 (ft. BR4CKET & RAZE)

LYRICS:

Cry little bitch
You wear all the fucking sins
Die little bitch
Pointing fingers like a snitch
Lie little bitch
Serpent tongue don’t let it slip
Goodbye little bitch
Gurgling words with your throat slit


Laugh while in favor and beat while they’re down
Then quiver with fear when the tables turn around
You’re minds are so feeble cognition gets drowned
You’re born in a box and you’re stuck in the ground
There is no escape when you hide from your out
I heard you’re a sheep you’re asleep on the couch
Feeding on green and you are all getting gout
I’m drinking blood while you’re stuck in a drought
Building a world you created with lies 
Eyes in your skull but you see with your mouth

Cry little bitch
You wear all the fucking sins
Just die little bitch
Pointing fingers like a snitch
All you do is lie little bitch
Serpent tongue don’t let it slip
Goodbye 


Wash away your smile 
Enter time of the degeneracy
Human race is vile
World is in a state of tragedy 
Undeveloped minds 
feed on food that’s fit for slavery 

Running out of time 
Speaking facts but none believe in me 
Truth is now a crime 
We can conquer as a unity 
Numbers don’t make right 
They’ve fuck your minds up brutally 

Blind with open eyes 
Walking straight into catastrophe 
I’m the one who thrives
Time to wake up are you hearing me

Cry little bitch
You wear all the fucking sins
Die little bitch
Pointing fingers like a snitch
Lie little bitch
Serpent tongue don’t let it slip
Goodbye little bitch
Gurgling words with your throat slit

Cry little bitch
You wear all the fucking sins
Just die little bitch
Pointing fingers like a snitch
All you do is lie little bitch
Serpent tongue don’t let it slip
Goodbye

CRY ME A RIVER

sick! (145) @prod.evil_laugh

maladjusted

Produced, mixed and mastered by me
Vocals by @zotiyac

Lyrics:
YUH , AYE , IM OUT FOR BLOOD x4
DONT TELL ME YOU LOVE ME x4 
pardon my language im drowning in anguish i cant be acquainted with love that is tainted, i have been changing and you have been changing quite frankly you faking what i really live with, shit is pathetic cant live when im livid i might drop a body below with the fishes, then i go fishin and reel in a bitch hit yo ass wit that hook and my fist you be kissin , ha , lil bitch , 
YOU GOT ME TWISTED I MIGHT BE THE SICKEST BUT YOU ARE CONTAGIOUS I KNOW THAT YOU HATE ME I KNOW IM ABRASIVE I KNOW IM AGRESSIVE JUST KNOW YOU CANT CHANGE IT, YOU STILL GON FUCK WIT THE HOMIES NO MATTER, HEARTBROKE FUCK I BECOME A CADAVER AND I AM SO LONELY ON TOP OF THIS LADDER IM BASHIN IN SKULLS WITH THE HOPE THAT THEY SHATTER AND AS OF LATELY MY ANGELS DETACHED, FEELIN LIKE SCRAT IM JUST CHASIN THE NUT 
I COULD SCATTER YO BLADDER THE BLADE TO THE GUTS ALL I SAY IS GOOD LUCK CUZ BITCH I WANT YOUR BLOOD 
YUH , AYE , IM OUT FOR BLOOD x4

audiotool.com

bloodthirsty ft, zotiyac

RED OCTOBER [PROD. HADES]

Produced by @istasha
Mixing by @istasha & @fucksailor
Cover art by @fucksailor

ISTASHA x FUKKSAILOR - Friendly Neighborhood Tune

PROD. @PRODKXISER
FEATURING @ONIINC
COVER ART BY HTTPS://WWW.INSTAGRAM.COM/LENFANT_/

LYRICS

[ DEPTH STRIDA ]

I GOT A LOUD TEC
DOT ON YOUR FOREHEAD
SWEAT ON YOUR BALLSACK
HOLLOWTIPS LOADED
TEST ME IM GON PASS
ILL MAKE YOU MY PET
SHOW YOU MY SAW SET
SICKENING MINDSET

BITCH I PULL UP ON THAT KAISER WHY THE FUCK YOU TALK TO ME
I KNOW YOURE A BITER LOOKING FOR SOME BEEF SO CONTEST ME
I BEEN IN THE DEPTH SO WHY THE FUCK YOU TALK BOUT MISERY
SOUNDCLOUD IS YOUR ONLY LOVE YOU NEVER LOST VIRGINITY

FUCK WITH THAT KAISER
GET SHOT YOU NO FIGHTER
I MAY CRASH THE CYPHER
AND END YOUR WHOLE LIFE HUH

BITCH YOU DONE FUCKED UP
IM ON THAT BLOODLUST
BLADE FULL OF OLD RUST
STAB YOUR HEAD WASSUP


[ THE RANSOM ELITE ] 

NOTHING WHAT IT SEEMS
HALF OF THIS GAME BE PERCEPTION
ALL YOU MUFFINS REAL MEAN
ONI WALK, GET TO STEPPIN
KNOW YOU FEEL REAL STRONG
TWEETIN ME BEHIND A SCREEN
YO PUSSY THE STUFF OF LEGEND
YOU AS FEARED AS MR.BEAN

NOTHIN WHAT IT SEEMS
HALF THIS GAME BE PERCEPTION
ALL YOU MUFFINS REAL MEAN
ONI WALK , GET TO STEPPIN
KNOW YOU FEEL REAL STRONG
TWEETIN ME BEHIND A SCREEN
YO PUSSY THE STUFF OF LEGEND
YOU AS FEARED AS MR. BEAN

KEEP YOUR MOUTH SHUT
FOR YOU GET STUCK
RUN WIT YOUR FAMILY THE 4 YOU GET STUCK 
BITCH BOY I’M AN ANIMAL
YOUZ DANIMAL
EAT YOU ALIVE I AM HANNIBAL
CANNABALISTIC FOOD CHAIN
INSTABILITY IN MY BRAIN
WHEN I DIE 
ECHO THE NAME 
ONI INC., DEMON GANG 

[ DAYDREAM BLU ]

I’VE HAD IT!
THESE RATS IN MY ATTIC!
WE’RE NOT COMPATIBLE!
BLOWS LIKE A RADICAL UH
OWE US THE MOST BUT YOU ACT LIKE AN ADMIRAL
AND DON’T GET ME STARTED ON ANIMALS UH
“I’M BEHIND
PLEASE LET ME FIND
EASE AND A NICE PLACE TO SIT ON MY HINEY
BITCH ARE YOU BLIND? I’M TRYING! APPLYING MYSELF! AND I TRY NOT TO WHINE!”
WINING AND DINING, SHE’S HIDING, NOT FINDING THE TIME AND I’M FIGHTING THE URGE
KICKING HER HIDE TO THE CURB
IT’S WINDING UP, DOWN TO THE WIRE
I’M GRINDING UP OUNCES FOR FIRE
I’M GRINDING MY TEETH TIL I’M TIRED
GRINDING ME DOWN TO THE RIND
MY MIND RETIRES FROM WILD TO MILD
I AM THE SIRE, I DUB THEE “DEFILER”
THEY STAY ADMIRING, WE STEADY SMILING

BLOODLUST

BLOODLUST W/ ONI INC [PROD.KAISER]

Produced by @wasbeatz
Art by @wasbeatz

[LYRICS]

Sometime when I try to open my eyes wide.
I think of what it is under my bed.

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Oh, Under The Pillow.
Sleeping beneath your head.

SLEEPING UNDER YOUR HEAD

Crawling under your bed, there a fucking monster.
Within you, inside your head, there's nothing left.
Nothing left ? What the fuck, your actually empty.
Get purged. Get purged right now.
I don't know want you dream's about but you're sure to not get out.

Bring me your life and I will find you solace.
No more need to suffer.
Crawling under your bed, there a fucking monster.
Within you, inside your head, there's nothing left.

Nothing left, what that fuck you're actually ...
Nothing left.
Nothing left, what that fuck you're actually EMPTY.

Bring me your life and I will find you solace.
No more need to suffer.
Crawling under your bed, there a fucking monster.
Within you, inside your head, there's nothing left.

Crawling under your bed, there a fucking monster.
Within you, inside your head, there's nothing left.
Nothing left ? What the fuck, your actually empty.
Get purged. Get purged right now.

UNDER THE PILLOW [prod. w a s]

GHOSTOFBLU - RESENT

Raging alcoholism type track. 
@c3of
@lvstforpain
@ventingpalace
prod @wyntyr
Art @c3of @ventingpalace

[LORD DISTORTION]
Fuck an opp
Head leaking throw the molotov
Saw it off
Pussy pull up and he falling off
Fuck your set
Tuck that semi with the hover jet
Bus it then
Flip that product boutta come again

Lethalist weapon I'm trippin not seeing direction
Its Feverish dreams in a separate dimension
Firvilous figure that pistol go screeching its endless
Get left in the river so seeping and wetted

I whip out the beam and its ended
I sell to fiends in the section
Fuck with the piece with the weapon
I pop a bean to forget it

wanna come up at the set
Spaz go bussin instead
that mag blow bodies in check
Got your girl in the bottomless depths

[PAPA SLEEP]
Break in your house and I kick in your head
Sipping that dirty sipping that fluoride
Pigs pull me over I know that a cop died

I'm boutta bust
You bite the dust
Rip off the crust
No one to trust

Too much testorone blow out your veins
Play dead like a possum you all the same
You boutta blow like the drum in your mouth
You got that poor taste irony sweeter than sorbet

Baseball bat to the head we be playing blood sports
Dirty stick I pick it up right up off the ground
You so greasy cant get bound down
Bounce out
Ain't about the Gaza watch your luck run out
better getting to running now

[LVST]
ay ay

pull to yo block with the k

tucking the 40 right next to the blade

blade to yo face if you throwing that shade

ahhhhh

why are u pussys still sippin on lean

yall a clone of the image dont copy the team

heroin needles bitch i am a feen

epidermic king but im still lookin clean

plenty green
on the scene
with a beam
at yo spleen
russian cream
with the kush
wait she gotta bush
she talking to much had to tell her to sush
plot the 11 like reagan and bush

pussy so pink like strawberry crush
you be making no bands man u blow it and flush
stomp your head till u purple and turned into mush
u dont know bout my limits till all of them pushed

[VENTING PALACE]
I'M KICKIN THE BUCKET BITCH FUCK THIS
I NEED A NYMPHO WHO LOCKS LIPS
YOU AND YOUR OTHER STAY SMOKIN' THAT CAT PISS
RUN UP ON THE SET YOU GET PRICKED LIKE A CACTUS

TIP TOEING
SNEAK DISSIN'
DABBIN' UP
SOME LIVE RESIN
QUIT BITCHIN'
THE RAP GAME IS MY MISSION
YOUR FLOWS LAME
AIN'T CREATIVE
YOU BETTER GET BETTER
BEFORE WE TAKE OVER BOY
WHY ARE YOU FLEXIN
YOUR MUSCLES LOOK FRAGILE BOY
I KEEP A KNIFE IN MY CORDUROYS
JUST IN CASE ANYONE LACKIN JOY

GAZA GAZA
GAZA GAZA
FUCK HIS HEAD UP
GAZA GAZA
GAZA GAZA
FUCK HIS HEAD UP

GAZA 2500 w/ SAINT SLEEP, LVST, VENTING PALACE [PROD. LUCY WYNTERS]

747 Superflex

produced mixed and mastered by @frdmbeats
1st verse by @fenrirprod
2nd verse by @oniinc

third eye vision
out now

prince of darkness ft, fenrir + oni inc

frdm.wav

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