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This song is like a time capsule and I mean that in the best way. I'm instantly transported back 8 years ago

Random shit

Mamacita

Mamacita (feat. Rich Homie Quan & Young Thug)

Tungsten (γ)

$UICIDEBOY$ x GERM - UZI LOOGIES

BITCH IM STILL ROLLIN IN THAT FUCKIN HONDA CIVIC LIKE ITS STOLEN
AND I DONT FUCK WITH NO FUCK BOYS IN MY CIRCLE
BITCH YOU ARE DEAD TO ME
BITCH YOU A MEMORY 
YOU CANT FEEL MY MYSERY
IF IM THE GOAT; YOU ARE THE SHEEP
ENTER MY CIRCLE WHEN YOU ARE THE HOPELESS I KNOW THIS THAT I AM THE PROPHECY FLOATING MY WAY UP THE CREEK
WHERE WERE YOU AT WHEN I WASNT NOTHIN
ACTIN LIKE YOU THE TOPIC OF DISCUSSION NOW
I KNOW YOU AINT SHIT. GOT ME FUCKED UP
IT AINT ENOUGH WHETHER IM STEADILY SMOKIN OR MENTALLY COPING

ROSWELL (Prod. by JO$HEAT'N)

SWING AND MISS (Prod. by JO$HEAT'N)

BROKE FT PROHIBEO (PROD. WHITE SHINOBI)

FREE DOWNLOAD: http://bit.ly/2h3zHHf

MUSIC VIDEO: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=p69Xi6HIB5w

Ink on my nails and that's why they all hate me.
OmenXIII is not up for replacement.
I'm bein me there's no negotiation
People they doubted, now look who they payin.

I get respects, I get the checks, I count 'em up and then I make em stack,
Double a band and then I double that, Now I'm just focused on triplin racks,
Don't get it twisted bitch money is wack, But I need bad, I need the cash.
Ain't it a trip, how it all flips, I never thought for a minute that my life could change so quickly

And now we back up on the streets again, lookin through a different side I think really understand.
Don't nobody really care about you, but that's okay because you don't need 'em  to see the future

MISFIT

MUSIC VIDEO

Silver Studs (Prod. The Virus and Antidote) [MUSIC VIDEO IN DESCRIPTION]

Mix and Mastered by https://soundcloud.com/millions000dead

Music Video: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=r3q08hZFCrU&lc=z22fg1lhdu2isdsegacdp43awtj1enguhrr25dqso5dw03c010c


Lyrics:

Look at em mane
All that talkin that they do aint nothing new
They wanna be somebody they aint 
They hate themselves. Aint that the truth?
Look at em mane
Some of yall starting to sound jus like my son
Papa MANA with the belt i bet they listen when im done

Look at em mane, look at em bitch.
Sippin on cris while i terminate they shit you know wassup
Look at em mane, look at em ho.
M-A-N-A off tha chain bitch I let em know

Hive-mind motherfuckers running around without a head on they neck.
Waiting for direction, waiting for somebody to tell em whats next
I hold they head underwater. Wandering through fields of them slaughtered
I cant step out of the crib without thinking everything I see is demonic
Im noided 365
Did not ask to be alive
Need lots of head like a hydra bitch, thats how i survive
They dont wanna show love but aint got a problem biting flows
Bitch I got soundcloud pro so jus know that I know.
Ok look at em mane, boutta infiltrate.
Tha motherfucking mainframe - year 6K
But i been here since aliens projected tha image of Jesus H.
Steered humanity towards endless suffering so we pray
Caught up in an endless loop we die then we right back in hell
Life is a prison, I'm stuck in a cell like Android 17 ho i aint well.
You not hearing me bitch, go fuck yourself 
Look at em hoes. They could only dream of being my fucking clone

MANA - "Look At Em" * (MUSIC VIDEO OUT NOW - LINK IN DESCRIPTION)

Move (Prod. By JGRXXN)

Lyrics:
[Sinizter]:
You not in my lane what the fuck was you thinking 
I hate all these rappers not cocky but confident kinda conceited and constantly flexin’ till all y’all deleted
I been in the lab hittin’ pads with a ball point jab
Pourin’ gas on the mic till it pop
Gimme what you got
I will never mix it in the pot even if it’s hot you will never kick it with a god
Wanna complain
We are not the same
Sacrifice a lot to get this spot so don’t you hate me when you hear it let it bang
Local artists really driving me insane saying why is you winning your style is finished
You only want the fame
Let me digress
This verbal vomit you 'bout to digest
Take you on the ride of ya life I murder with fine text 
Daily elevating with patience so Ima rise next
I don’t pay attention so miss me with all them death threats
Gave up my life in the military for this music 
So I can just kill and bury sending every rapper to the cemetery with no casket no hearse or obituary
So get out my way when I be moving through
My flow is complex-twisted like a rubix cube 
I’m running circles round you like a hula hoop
Army lifestyle didn’t work so I flew the coop
Pure dedication got me where I’m at 
And I’m not going back so you gon’ have to kill me to make me quit
Chill with that hating shit watch what comes out ya mouth
‘Cause when my song come on I get to breaking shit
Now these rappers in my DM's
I don't like 'em why they wanna be friends
Bet I'm crowned the king when the beef starts
They in body bags when the beef ends

[Ghostemane]:
Young Cobain
No gas in my tank
Not a thing to my name 
But the rest of this drink 
Sprite Beatz on the beats, beastin’ the keys 
While I’m K-R-Double-E-P in the streets
 Wandering alone, neither dead or alive
 But I wanna be dead sometimes
 Fuck out my face 
Never took a freebie or a handout
 No thanks, don’t park, no breaks 
Never thought about it but I really started thinkin’ ‘bout the way that the world can be 
Don’t wanna give a thing, wanna take everything away from the place that they got it in the first place 
Everybody thinkin’ that they don’t give a fuck
 When they takin’ all the time to write that, they don’t give a fuck 
Get up out your feelings and quit, quit your bitchin’ and do some shit, bitch
 See I really gotta say that I find myself up in a predicament every time I synthesize another one of my lines 
It only really happens with a known scent of apathy happily cut myself, broke like bohemian rhapsody in every song 
Now tell me if it’s gettin’ old 
I don’t really give a fuck but I kinda just wanna know 
For the sake of the knowin’ that’s all 
Take a step back, maybe then another six more, hoe 
Keep on hatin’ like you’ve never been judged before
 Get a partner with the world hidin’ behind your phone 
If you claimin’ that you really puttin’ on 
What I see now is strong 
Just another weak ass bitch, with a mic and some wifi 
Hopin’ that they’ll pay enough to make a sci-fi 
Better return them jeans and cop some self esteem

Doubt Me Now 3 Tour Sampler

As Above, So Below (feat. Ghostemane)

As Above, So Below (feat. Ghostemane) prod. Dj Lil Sprite

first track since the album dropped.
this one of my best yet.

prod @niimo-beets / @marquisandthesquid
art by @c3of

lyrics:
how you hate on ya homies that doin better then you 
get ya cheddar up if you lucky then i won’t send em for you
i got some venom turn eddie brock onto any block 
i got some fenty i serve to my ops 
nervous chop 
fucking up my chakras bodies lined out in chalk i milly rock to the cops come 
do the dash in the datsun 
really ain’t no block boy more like wayne wit the hot boyz
100 bars and running ain’t running from no more cops boys 

homie hit me wit a dose now i’m balanching on ropes 
tryna float i won’t fuckin fall for it
salt shaker full of coke thought this shit was a joke eat the blotter with the red shark on it

big bang let my dick swang homie 
pinky rang on yo bitch doing big thangs homie
heat seaking missle sink ya ship like quicksand homie
ain’t been one to boast i always been really shy 
i went to the coast but never been one to fly 
you can quote what i wrote i neva been one to lie 
only one alive pourin wine in my five alive
homie hit me wit a dose i feel like i died nine times
woah
everybody know that i’m on fence wit all y’all 
playing volleyball with ya nonsense 
appalled that i pull up with the spalding smash it the glass falling
nobody know where they last saw him
i’m on it

homie hit me wit a dose now i’m balanching on ropes 
tryna float i won’t fuckin fall for it
salt shaker full of coke thought this shit was a joke eat the blotter with the red shark on it

bitch it aint anything i'm sippin on hennessy 
till my liver burnt out  got my whole life ahead of me 
never mind what u said bet u never forgettin me never lie in da bed when i'm off of da sedatives
i'm never right when i said it i was wrong n i get it
don't regret it tho i don't give a fuck about a petty hoe
every hoe that ever hit my line gon get dem xs tho
text message won't send no more need to let it go 
let em blow in the wind like the sail to my boat 
i'm just tryna stay afloat 
wit my shawty 
imma roll wit my shawty 
till we both in the coffin 
laughing to the fuckin bank then we roll to the auction 
buy it all out 
gold whips n chains the balls out 
fold chips don't win you buy out

ITunes

RED SHARK [PROD. NIIMO]

Sample- "YA dig" Matt Ox(acoustic version W/ Einer Bank)

LIN:
i don’t really wanna talk no more
days passing by got me feeling so low
asking for something but theres no response 
praying to god thats a shot in the  dark 
i wanna die in a field of red 
bodies surround me. humanity: dead
blade in my hand where i severed the thread connecting me from all the fucks and the rest 
they wanna play wit me 
so i end them wit glee 
slaughter the pig, now I’m drenched in blood 
another body floating in my flood 
bitch do not talk to me 
bitch can’t you fucken see 
i don’t really fuck wit none of you 
hate me but i fucken hate you too
i don’t wanna live like this no more 
everyday i wake up feeling cold 
i just wanna die here all alone 
let me fucking die here alone
pull up with an AK let it spray
say whatever they say then i slay 
begging for mercy but i don’t got shit to give
let him die at my feet no two shits a piss
i don’t play 
spread hate 
this place will fucking burn 
fuck this world 
this earth 
your faith and all your hope 
hoe

SVDI:
Riding alone
In the cutlass supreme
Fuck the whole scene
All of you fuckers
Mean nothing to me
Svdi Burn down society
And breathe the wretched twisted stench
Bodies of the children, that I lynch
Used as punching bags
Cause I love the fun and gags
Fun to watch em run
Cause I cut the calves 
Blood is leaking 
Seeping thru my leather seats
I’m peaking as the screaming seem to cease
Bodies of the sluts inside my sheets
Poking stroking till I’m nutting on the teeth
See I’m nothing but the mothafucka 
That you made me be (Thanks Gelatskis)
Day to day it feel the same 
I lost my faith, no halo
Die alone, inside these scars
You don’t get it, no way, no
You say you love me, 
ok bitch only if you say so
Taking you fuckers as prisoners 
All of you fuckers look similar
Svdi mortician, I’m killing em
Fucking these bitches, 
they bleeding, I’m drilling em
Ripping the cunt and I’m peeling em
Hanging the women and children
ain’t feeling em
Ain’t feeling shit
Ain’t no remorse 
Ain’t feeling you and this life anymore

SWING AND MISS (Prod. by JO$HEAT'N)

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