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What You See Is

Broken Minds - What You See Is

prod: @hxlx
mix by: @hxlx

lyrics:

boot up solider
dont look at whats that in my holster
call that folder toaster
gon get shoved up in that roaster
(x2)

boot the fuck up
stupid mother fucker
gunned down
shut the fuck up
just cause you aint buck the fuck up doesn’t mean that i wont 
fuck you up up
stand the hell up
you will regret that you even fuckin showed up
you will end up done up

end up done up 
in the back of my semi truck
e-e-end up missing i dont give a fuck
shut your mouth you shouldnt try your luck
gon get fucked up but the question isnt who gon fuck you up

yea im lacing money
that green poison 
but my cup aint dirty
green beam on the 30 
dump the clip and now
your vision blurry
stash you in a place down where the water fuckin murky
i got soliders all around in every state lil boy there even in your county


pop up out the cut and cut up to collect your bounty 
drag you thru the forest and then bury you somewhere sandy
cover up the tracks and act like its all fine and dandy
stop it boy you cant talk shit yea you sweet 
like a peice of candy
mixing rocks up with my brandy
grab your god damn skull and mash into little bits of brain meat
something you wanna say mate? 
step to me and fuckin say it
the way im know to fuckin spray it 
keeps the faggots off my laces

inject lethal traces 
tranquilizer gonna put you to sleep
cant believe there faces
there son just got fucked up mangled and beat
you should know the reason 
just like open season
scared silly
you should know the reason 
just like open season
scared silly

yea im lacing money
that green poison 
but my cup aint dirty
green beam on the 30 
dump the clip and now
your vision blurry
stash you in a place down where the water fuckin murky
i got soliders all around in every state lil boy there even in your county

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BOOT THE FUCK UP [HXLX]

lyrics:

(so basically i fucking hate human beings, so i just thought, lets just fucking scream on a track n shi)

BITCH IM STRAPPED,
BOMBS TAPED TO MY FUCKING CHEST
BITCH I SHOOT A DOZEN ROUNDS IN YOUR FUCKING HEAD
BITCH IM BLESSED,
MOTHERFUCKER TALKED BOUT A FIST FIGHT,
THATS RIGHT, GETTING SHOT RIGHT ON SIGHT
(x2)

scatter my seeds n roots, 
stomb your stupid face with my black boots
bitch i knew, gore on ma shoe
ay thats true fuck you too execute voodoo
(I NEED A SECOND ROUND OR SUM SHI, IDK LETS JUST FCKING GO)

BITCH IM STRAPPED,
BOMBS TAPED TO MY FUCKING CHEST
BITCH I SHOOT A DOZEN ROUNDS IN YOUR FUCKING HEAD
BITCH IM BLESSED,
MOTHERFUCKER TALKED BOUT A FIST FIGHT,
THATS RIGHT, GETTING SHOT RIGHT ON SIGHT
(x2)



HERE I SHOWED YOU HOW TO BE PROPERLY "NECROTRAP".

BTW: GEIST IS WRITTEN WITH AN E YOU FCKNG RAT

GEIST (HOW TO BE NECROTRAP) [PROD. E 9 BEATS]

cyberGunk

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Text:

Tohle bude skvělý den
Proliju zas další krev
Budeš krysí večeře
Přišel čas na tvůj trest

Zemřeš v krutých bolestech
Pomalu tě stáhnu z kůže
Necítím se provinile
Naopak se cítím skvěle

Vraždit lidi je moje práce a jsem na to hrdý kurva
Cítíš krysu v břiše zmrde, cítíš jak ti žere střeva
Zavřu hlavu do drtiče, začnu potom utahovat
Čekám na ten krásný moment až ti praskne lebka

Rozříznu tvé hnusné záda, z žeber budou křídla
Říkám tomu Blood Eagle, oblíbená technika
Ty už pro mě nejsi člověk, protože jsi kurva
Pověsím tě hlavou dolů a začnu potom řezat

Nedokážu přestat
Je to jako droga
Vraždit lidi, trestat
Moje denní rutina

O prachy mi nejde
Chci je vidět trpět
Způsobit jim bolest
To mi dělá dobře

Já jsem symbol všeho zlého, pohleď do mé tváře
Záleží jen na mě kurva, za jak dlouho zdechneš
Krokodýlí nůžky zmrde, brzy přijdeš o koule
Rozpárám ti břicho kurva, to je anatomie

Realita není krásná, ale kurva temná
Já tě vole vysvobodím, měl by jsi mi děkovat
Řekni co chci slyšet kurva a smrt bude rychlá
Odsud nikdo neodejde, skončíš jako mrtvola

MISTR POPRAVČÍ

Produced by Jason Parrish (PeelingFlesh)
Mixed & Mastered by Nico Beninato


Lyrics:
I am deranged
Mutilate them till they—
Beg for their death
I am hateful in my ways
Fuck you all
Forsaken souls I see you weep
You are lost
Misanthropy becoming my—
State of mind
Knife to flesh and I’ll deface
The thing you love
Blood is splattered on the throne
Fallen king
Shattered crown and you will reign
Nevermore
Gunshot to the head 

You’re never breaking me
Take a look at the ribbons I’ve—
Been to Hell so I’m fearing none
Motherfucker you ain’t shit 
Double X’s on my hands
I really do this shit

That’s right motherfuckers
Sinizter is pure misanthropic beatdown
Songs for the motherfucker that’s all out of life
Fuck your life, embrace the fuckin’ hate

Uh!
You are the worst part of me
Breaking from out of these chains
Get the fuck away from me
Death it is not what it seems
Entombed, six feet Casket Cadaver

CASKET CADAVER

Produced by Jason Parrish (PeelingFlesh)
Mixed & Mastered by Nico Beninato

Lyrics:
Fuck your life, fuck your smile, you disgust me
Fuck your whip, fuck your chain, fuck your fronting
I can hear you talkin’ shit, I must be buzzing
Bitch I’m out here, but I know you ain’t on nothing

You all think you’re so amazing but you’re fucking trash
Only pack I’m smokin’ on is your fucking ash
12 gauge all up in your mouth your thoughts are in the past
I see ‘em throwin’ white flags I knew they wouldn’t last

Mortal bane
Suffocate

Mortal bane
Just suffocate
Mortal bane
Defaced remains

Mortal bane
Just suffocate
Mortal bane
Defaced remains

MORTAL BANE

prod. @lunartalk

It feels good to float face down...


I'm on that new nice,

gimme that neck bite,

feeling like shit, right,

bring me that hit, aye aye,

I'm in the psyche, zone,

feeling like yikes, woah,

feeding my parano... 

giddy gon get some more,

I'm on that vision quest, heavy chest, neverland, bodybag ooh ooh,

you cannot see what I do, do,

I do not fuck with the truth, turth,

I write my own set of rules that I break,

all up in smoke like a witch on the stake,

dead in the street with the dialated grin,

and I wake up and do it again and again.



It feels good to float face down...



this is no way for a king to think,

wake up and make the kaching kaching,

ring ring, when that phone go,

and I'm dying all again like, oh no,

and I don't know why the fuck is it,

don't really know, but I must get it,

don't wanna go but I must hit it,

whipping out my phone let the dust settle,

I'm a bad man who got worse habbits,

give a little get a little and I'm back at it,

it's a riddle with no symbolism have at it,

when I finally OD just a sick addict,

with a ripped jacket, no fucks,

all my freinds downtown they got no luck,

am I just like them with no life left?

or should I just let go take a last breath...

Float Face Down (prod. lunarvision)

Guitars for this track done by @oscarfriman on INSTAGRAM, CHECK HIM OUT

We can talk about Venezuela,
trade tips on medication,
you can talk about the micro dose effect,
get a stupid tattoo of your sun sign on your chest,

ring around the issues and complain about a wall,
plant a fucking bomb in the middle of the mall,
you think human life is work...
I THINK HUMANS I THINK DIRT

I don't really feel any empathy,
ghost of a dead democracy,
go count cash in electric cars,
bill it to your daddy cuz you never passed the bar...

CUZ YOU HATE YOURSELF
HATE EVERYBODY
HATE YOURSELF
HATE EVERYBODY
HATE YOURSELF
HATE EVERYBODY
HATE YOURSELF
HATE EVERYBODY

EAT THE VEGANS

bickering and fighting on Instagram,
tweet about pollution in your new sedan,
we should send you off to the Taliban,
build a safe space in Afghanistan,
FILTHY FUCKING COMMUNIST SCUMBAG,
I am not your motherfucking comrade,
you don't care about the history or the truth,
we need mass vasectomies starting with YOU

CUZ YOU HATE YOURSELF
HATE EVERYBODY
HATE YOURSELF
HATE EVERYBODY
HATE YOURSELF
HATE EVERYBODY
HATE YOURSELF
HATE EVERYBODY

EAT THE VEGANS

Eat The Vegans

MUSIC VIDEO: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RT7RNJPkgWA

there's a corpse in my head,
I do what he says,
counting out the bodies while I'm out here making bread,
it's a test,
only just a test,
every day cold feel the winter in my chest,

fucking with my set,
living on a bet,
bet you think twice,
or we might get direct,
tiny fucking edge... 	
living life impaired,
swoop on that life,
that's a fight to the death...

YOU CAN COME AND SAY YOUR PRAYERS
CUZ THE CITY IS DEAD...
IT'S REALLY FUCKING WITH MY HEAD
CUZ MY CITY IS DEAD...
IT'S HARD TO MAKE IT OUT OF BED
WHEN THE CITY IS DEAD...
YOU CAN HEAR THE FUCKING BELLS
CUZ THE CITY IS DEAD

DEAD

yeah this city is dead!
and you'd do well to make amends...
so weak don't sleep where we sin,
no running, from the lives of the dead it's a fact,
but I'm born with that something that you lack,
MOTHERFUCKER
do something,
get stunting,
fuck running,
always waiting round for nothing,
you a slave to a maze like a rat in a rut,
I'm amazed that your days in the trap ain't enough,
from the cradle to the dust, like worthless fuck,
from the morning to the dusk, you a worthless schmuck,
get the fuck out the city cuz the city asleep,
you awake motherfucker does your heart even beat?
don't confuse your fucking apathy with anything more than a tragedy, 
it's not a fantasy it's fucking reality,
this your chance to make that blasphemy magically cure your agony, 
irrationally you would rather worship the travesty...

MISTR POPRAVČÍ

FRXNDX