Prod @tsubasv x macshooter49


lyrics
rescue team couldn’t find my mind
no competition you see the divide
out wit the danger you staying inside
coppin sum pacc to roll up wit the guys

to much pacc i’m moving robotic like walle
counting on me i’m the one wit the pacc in the party
don’t show for the net we not gonna do the icarly 
i cannot fake for nobody
slide to the crib you catch niggas rolling up prolly
and i’m geeked up wit a thotie
niggas be foolish ashanti
one nigga fake in the group imma cut of the possy
fight to the death dothraki
find the location hit it hockey
i gotta stick in the bag taki
niggas be hatin i get jealous
a1 boof walk in they smell it
story forgotten bet he ain’t living to tell it 
if it’s a problem tell em i said it
ego a bitch pussy nigga forget it
i make sure you don’t get your credit
if i see you in real life imma dead it 

pussy, lame, weirdo, clown, loser

i’m so use to niggas switching up, lesson learned 
niggas living life on the internet, metaverse
leader of the state we make the rules, senator
find his location hunt him down, predator 
not on my team i look at you as a competitor 
change the structure of his face bitch i’m a editor

Deadit

Stream

Deadit Freestyle (Diss)

I CAN DO IT SO MUCH BETTER THAN YOU LMAO

LINEUP:
@LUCYWYNTERS
@NAVVVI
@SNIPZTEA

PRODUCTION BY @LUCYWYNTERS & @JAMESGORCZYCA1
ART BY @C3OF

BETTER

Artwork by ABXMINVTIXN (@audioabomination)
Produced by ABXMINVTIXN (@audioabomination)
Mixed by ABXMINVTIXN (@audioabomination)
Vocals by CHXEU (@chxeu)

Lyrics:

My soul cries out for death
My soul cries out for suffering
My soul wants my body set on fire
Torture
Kill me
The fallen altar
The candles burning
On my skin
The human sacrifice
The ritual of my own soul

Stream on YouTube: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IGvEFvGqG3w

We're opening 2024 for consume this abominable world.

Inceneratio

CHXEU — Inceneratio [Prod. ABXMINVTIXN]

@henjaki

pouring sips on the floor
passing by bloodspots
which stories I know
good luck in hell fuckers
my blood trail goes on
an I don't give a fuck about
ur fake ass songs 
I bet under those pants
ur fake ass wearing thong
ur whole click is on the run
cause the snake is on the creep
devil left devil right
that's a devil on each side
snakepitch is in between
coming for ur brain tonight
infiltrating ur fuckn dreams

G's tryna reanimate their fuckin hopes
free like straying dogs
still they don't know where to go

better hold ur soul tight
lucy's bout to break ur will
I see red 
u see black
blind of the blood 
streaming down ur head

kick it till it dead
still won't stop
kick it till it dead
still won't stop
kick it till it dead
my brains a fuckin maniac
mommy knows best

disturbed by the sun 
curtains taped on the wall 
suicide pact wit my girl
shoot her head
change my mind
I'm trapped within a devil's circle
circling a fucking pentagram
keep killing shit like serial
fuck trap 
aint't taking notice of those tittypics 
yo bitches sending me
I'm busy sharing riddles 
wit zodiac in what's app wassup
I need to be alone 
potential thread since birth

trigger me get cursed
trigger me get cursed
don't disturb my focus
trigger me get cursed
trigger me get cursed
don't disturb my focus
on tryna figure out
how myself works

BLOOD TRAIL [ᴾᴿᴼᴰ henjaki]

WELCOME TO THE SIMULATION

LINEUP:
@DISTORTIONTHE1
@YUNGWIMBO
@C3OF
@VENTINGPALACE

ARTWORK:
@C3OF

PRODUCTION:
@DNATHARAPPER

MIXING:
@VENTINGPALACE

LYRICS:
(LORD DISTORTION)
Beretta shephard take you down to many levels 
Hella bellows coming out and roaring 
Scraping out the tent, your entry level 
I'm the tendril devil, groping you to hell the ghetto
Pull up in the chevy, metal shooting out the clip till death it's settled

But you Cease to be a threat 
Rub the feces on your flesh 
That PCP to give him rest 
Now the blue beam seem to be correct

I'm flexing out the cold north 
Desecrate your cohorts
Decorate the hemisphere with weapons like a cold war

(YUNG WIMBO)
I get the bag cuz I put in the work
Im blowing up so they call me yung kurt
Pop me a perc, Give em a smirk
Fuck with the dogs and get hurt, get put in herse
Sipping the mud never sip dirt
I got the guns so i shoot it like merc
I got the funds so i spend it like durk
I got the drugs so i sell it like clerk

Semi on me and it’s testing
Run up on me you gon lose your intestines
Ain’t no og, but you guessed it
Bitch you ain’t run the game I reffed it
And I checked it
You ain’t got funds in the bank
You ain’t as good as you think
Talking the shit like a septic tank
Don’t give a fuck what the fuck you think, bitch

(PAPA SLEEP)
Bodies get sold like a cold war mine dud
Hit the cold floor spill the blood up on the fucking rug
Chugging pesticide huffing petrol at your fucking ride

Dial 1800 hate your fucking life darknet type of sale
Hit the 9th circle flow is cold as hell
Trade you for some blow afraid of all the pale labyrinths where I dwell

Angel dust nap
Barcode tat on your neck that's a wrap
Out the rope in the bag
Do the 100 mile dash to the king with the rash when you fuckers searching for the fame that never last

(VENTING PALACE)
I’ve got a life and now I’m deemed irregular
Roll up a j, and fuck up my inhibitors
Watching you bleed, man that shit is spectacular
Rolex, a Patek don’t matter when you are dead

DOS Changed the game bitch
(dead on sight, dead on sight, dead on sight)
Ain’t nobody else the same bitch
(dead on sight, dead on sight, dead on sight)

COLD WAR (Single)

COLD WAR

Ima pop out like a centipede

https://soundcloud.com/eurtapatea

mixed/mastered @thornwallstudios

Spotify

SNXP - CENTIPEDE (Prod. by EURT APATEA)

On The Wall

@linlain

Lyrics:

I lost the meaning, went through hell, why you believe me? I raised the dead 
No one else is like me, but i can't leave this place 
The only hope that i have left, is to raise the dead 

I can't believe my eyes, i feel so paralyzed 
Raise the dead, raise the dead 

I found the reason, went to heavens gate, 
And everyone is just like me, they are raised from the dead 

I can't believe my eyes, i feel so paralyzed 
Raise the dead, raise the dead 

I can't believe my eyes, i feel so paralyzed 
Raise the dead, raise the dead 
I can't believe my eyes, i feel so traumatized 
Raise the dead, raise the dead

RAISE THE DEAD [INSTR. LINLAIN]

@distortionthe1 @fiendpxin
Lyrics:

[LORD DISTORTION]

Reptile, main frame with the hijack 
Contain threats puss flow as the sine claps 
Cross hair, malware like a bomb scare 
Overhead missile hit the depths for what's down there 

No 
Luck 
Its breached us 

Come 
Up 
From Beneath us

Oval shaped blots water dim with the mass 
Shadow of the tendril devil in its grasp

[NERGRISEN]

Whining like a little bitch, crying like a newborn baby
Who do you think you are? Just another noname, hate me
I know you that you're jealous and you want to be in my place
Bitch if i see you close i get you out of my way, but you should know retarded faggot that here It ain't any better
Why you act like you're the shit? Shut your mouth do me a favor
No likes you because you act like a fucking fan, stop dickriding everything you see i beg you man

Open your mind, look at yourself from another angle
I swallow the hate, It only makes me better

INFERNAL TRANSITION w/ LORD DISTORTION [PROD.  FIENDPXIN]

Sleepwalking

leave w/ j$tacks [prod. epsyle]

"SNAP"

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