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GHOSTFACE

TRACK 4 of the "PEST" EP

written & performed by fxckjamie
produced by akvri & ezrah
cover art by fxckjamie

HAVOC [PROD. AKVRI & EZRAH]

Djinni in my mind
Mind if I cut in line
Clippin I cast off a nine
Neena smokin all you guys

Ima dividend on the token, cryptic motherfucker armband soakin
I am never broken, making money most never on  feature
You know ide never phone in

Murder the pope and kill the fuckin priest
Last supper for these bitches I was born in the beast
Devil woes, dapper pose, make post, trick or treat
Letter prose, poet lows, gettin hoes, cut the beat

Born in october motherfucker I'm a 31st stunna
Mental in the trenches im stuck in the gutta
Got the 36 flows and they make the hoes flutta
Beat churn into butter, ima wait more money

Im waiting im waiting im waiting
Now money aint much but im wielding the payment
45 for the people in my lane, needa lane switch
Rap like a fiend, motherfucker im amazin'

Murder scene on the pavement
Wake up the latent
Powers that be underneath the motherfuckin gravestone
that im fuckin aimin

CRYPTOLOGY (prod. Hocii 808)

Traitor/ Unmastered/ Proud. Duchman

:: TRACKLIST :: 
HAPPY BIRTHDAY // BLOOD SPA // SUCKER SUPLEX

ENEME SESSION

MERCENARIES MERCENARIES MERCENARIES MERCENARIES MERCENARIES

PROD. @k_ai_se_r
MIX/MASTER @istasha

[VERSE 1; ISTASHA]

GRIPPING LIKE YOU EVER GOT TO CHOOSE 
STRAP IT ROUND YOUR NECK AND WEAR IT TIGHT LIKE A NOOSE

SEE THE ROPE IS CRACKING 
CYAN NOW THE TINT ON YOUR HANDS
VESSELS BRIGHTER NOW 
STRAINING ON YOUR NECK JUST LIKE THE YOGA PANTS

SEE YOU REACHING 
NOW YOU'RE TAPPING WITH YOUR BOOTS
FUXKED BACK TO THE START 
SUCKING AT YOU OLD DRIED OUT ROOTS

CARRIED ON YOUR BACK 
WHAT YOU PACKING BUT THE REST OF CAST?
SHITSHOWS ENDING FAST 

YOUR BOUT TO CLOSE 
YOUR BOUT TO END 
YOUR BOUT TO BURY YOURSELF IN YOUR SHADE

ONLY TUNE I EVER CATCH YOU HUMMING NOW
RUSTY BREATH AND NASEAOUS SOUND
BRINK OF BUSTING OUT THE SHROUD 
UNDERGROUND 

HIT ME HARDER THAN SOME ANASTHETICS
I'M THAT FIRE STARTER WITH THE PYROTECHNICS 
BITCH YOU BOUT TO GET IT

AND NOW YOUR BLAMING SOMEONE ELSE 
I CAN'T PLAY 
FACE STAINED 
COPIED AND PASTED ONTO MY GRAVE

[VERSE 2; STRIDA]

I BEEN TORTURED ALL MY LIFE
GOING THROUGH IT IN DISGUISE
WEARING MASKS JUST TO FORGET HOW PEOPLE REACT TO MY FACE
WHAT A SHAME YOU ARE TO LATE
YOU MADE TO WHAT I AM

FUCKING DISGRACE
I NEED A PLACE
CATCH THE CASE
ESCAPE THE CHASE 
EMBRACE THE PHASE 
OF MY MINDSTATE
I BEEN  STUCK HERE IN THIS PLACE
THOUGHT OVER THOUGHT AND THEY ALL WANNA BE MY FRIENDS
COUGH AFTER COUGH I HEAR VOICES SCRATCHING AT MY FENCE

I GOT SO MUCH LEFT TO SAY BUT WALLS REFLECTING MY MISTAKES
SO I REMAIN IN SILENT LEAVE YOU BLINDED FROM THE DEVIL GENE
TAKE A LETTER TAKE A PEN AND WRITE THE MESSAGE WITH BAREHANDS 
I AM  FREEZING START BELIEVING NOTHING IS JUST LIKE IT SEEMS 
AND I THINK ALL THAT STARTED IN MY HEAD
FUCK I NEED ALOT OF REST

MERCENARIES MERCENARIES MERCENARIES MERCENARIES MERCENARIES

GHOSTSIDE GENOCIDE FT. ISTASHA THE SCRUB [PROD. KAISER]

THE MF COVEN IS BACK

Mixed and Mastered @ Thornwall Studios

https://soundcloud.com/summonedsouls
https://soundcloud.com/scvwm
https://soundcloud.com/drxwn

Art by: https://twitter.com/1KCaim

RICH MAIDEN
Draped in Pleasures ’til i drop
Descending down
First we pull up to your block and then we shut it down
I got no patience 
I got no… i got no…
I got no fucks left to give 
And I’m tired of feeling like the world revolves around me cuz when I stop everything starts to spin 
And then I start to give in
Mixing Fernet with gin don’t make me feel better no more 
Just makes it less painful to pretend 
Still got that double malt Colt 40 in the fridge 
Maiden still be sick and tired of all this shit
summoned, ya bitch

EIDOLON
Ok I pull up to your spot and hit that Freddy Kruger killer shit 
I Pull out of your thot I hit a fuck forget and leave a bitch 
I Pull out all my thoughts I sit and tell my therapist the works 
I’m Pullin up these pants I finna grind till coven runs the earth 
Yeah I been wastin all my time know I use to sit and whine thought there could be no other way 
All my fellow peers poppin xans drinking beers thinkin “gives no fucks” gon get the plays
Now I am conjuring my hate feel myself levitate know I can’t let this slip away 
No I can never call it quits we the fuckin dissidents add conquest to my resume 

SNXP
I only pay attention unless im feeling was in front of me 
I only care about you when we fucking on the center piece 
Imma take a stand for the better seat
Seem to be that I've been playing freeze tag with my memories 
Unlock the shit, like these bitches who be tryna match my energy
To every motherfucking that gon try to mess with me 
Curb your jealousy we the oppositions enemies  
In the end it all falls down dreadfest 2017 
Bitch i dont want this unless i got team ready 
Steady for success and you know we gonna have plenty
Deadly damage what we dealing even if it’s is friendly 
Just a bunch of edgy kids who made it past twenty you know

RICH MAIDEN
Coven in this shit 
You got nothing up on the kid 
I’m drinking Busch in a bottle with a model sucking my dick
Maiden a piece of shit but momma ain’t raise her no bitch 
Broken ’til I’m born again inside the body of 
a squid

EIDOLON
I see nothing ever changed 
I’m the one to get me paid 
You bitch your way to lame 
I bewitch my way to fame 
Know something is happening 
feel my brothers increased energy 
We a spark turned to fire and now inferno on you enemies

SNXP
Coven in this bitch we drinking genny by the case 
No more henny at shows no more glass in our place
To the face all that potent we smoking bitch dont even hold it 
full the shit like brick thats inside my colan

Spotify

SUMMONED SOULS x SNXP - SWIFT (Prod. by SCVWM x DRXWN)

Here's the other song I made in the homies kitchen 


Lyrics: 
I just wanna flex 
Need to rep
Homie better step 
Bullet drumming for your chest 
Needa sec 
Needles bent

Nightmare on elm street 
Pull up on a jet ski 
Night vision on, no song 
Represents me

Metal pelicans 
Fly saucers like its 51 
Sentry gun on anyone 
Who ever wanna flex the front

Dirty Sprite 
A better life 
Ain't something 
That your getting fight 
For nothing 
Hold a dozen 
Sticks 
But never 
Got a limb to climb

Staring down a red beam
He loo on the set 
I feel nothing is a bet we
Reaching for the fence piece

Aqua body 
Draw the goblin 
Overstretch 
Your 
Plots dissolving

Rapper asses get a flogging 
In the mix and get to robbin

I dont wanna rap more 
Your off by like a half 
Step 
Go into your songs 
And I'm cleaning off the cobwebs

Bitches found the back door 
Treat him like it's bad breath 
Never catch me slacking 
I'll be grinding till I'm I'm last left

Motor in the distance
Setting up a back drop 
acting like a liquid 
Faking on the laptop

You ain't get a witness 
Never really had one 
He ain't with the fitness 
he boutta get his abs crunched

Banging off, your outta luck 
He catch a pinch of outer dust 
It's best to quit 
And call it wraps 
Is what he thinks about his stuff

Banging out these tracks like it's a hammer to a nail
I cannot stand it when I fail 
But your so damaged that it sails 
The way you give up when you try 
Must
Be genetic in itself

I've been so ready just to rail 
On all of you been feeling stale

FILTH MOUNTAIN [Prod. SONNATIC]

Production, mix and master by me

Lyrics:
Ok that shit no comrade 
So I cut that  off no contact
It’s like a stop in the main plan
Just a stain no Shots in the combat
kay I just hit contact
Link restored I’m forced to comeback uh 
Pretending I’m pinned like a thumbtack 
Ghost and swap my face it’s gone now 

Stay down 
Draw Erase my ranks, replaced out 
Been marked by crosses face blank  
Primitive issues are go!
You ramble the premise to promise imminent wishes 
Then Watch it go and I’m Watching it tank 
Watch heads spinning backwards, no stop 
Ideas in a vacuum, compact 
Repressed in a fabric, still have it, proudest imaginable 

Highest of the crits
Applied it on your wrist
I put that hype in the abyss 
With that face, need a lift 
Still making advances on my ship 
Kraken got his grip 
Pretend to not be losing all that shit when they Control the mission 

Feeling tempur pedic
Youre eating the seed and leaving even
All this indigestion You swallow it like a semen demon
Drown inside your ego Let Comfort in front of care 
You’ve been around the center soleaving just seems inept 

Kay
Acting like a bitch 
I see you 
Get it like a dog tag 
A cadette just get in the front end up meat 
No pincers in ability to pick you at the 
Autopsy
All in the back catch you when you walk up 
Enter you edge like the anthrax 
Counting your text like the mantras 
Chain mail effect like a transplant 
Thinking you're not going to catch up 
Let me the fuck off I can’t stop

THE SLEEPER ORDERED MUTINY, SO MUTINY IT IS

Produced by @sneaky_haxor
Art by @wasbeatz

[LYRICS]

Stop, get the fuck up.
Pick up your gun, time to fuck up.
Hope there's a lord there waiting for you to trip.
Take my back and assure that I don't fucking die.
Bleeding out from death.
Take my back and assure that I don't fucking die.
Bleeding out to death.

Shut the fuck up, you lunatic coward.
Do you fucking job and let me free.
Take my back and assure that I don't fucking die.
Bleeding out from death.
Take my back and assure that I don't fucking die.
Bleeding out to death.

BLEED [prod. Sneaky]

THROW EM OFF DA ISLAND (feat. Odiato, 99zed & Saliva Grey)

"SNAP"

*reposts are featured songs

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