B.ZERO (Prod. NIGHTMVRE)

VENGEANCE (feat. Sxmpra)

MUKBANG Prod. Trashy)

MAK DADDY - PARTY ON PATRÓN

You mobbing like you from the dark side. 
Not from light.
Your story can hold dark times and still choose life.
Why am I GRIMSIDE and nickydeeLBC at the same time?
Too many people treat me unkind.
I still fight for what's right. 
I'm from the city by sea.
Thats Long Beach on the Eastside.
Everyday to get by I get so fucking high.
Lately I'm not fine. 
It's like I have 9 lives.
Always alone in the night time. 
Swear I died 9 times.
Some days I don't feel right. 
Stay stoned, see my red eyes.
Need love, I am not fine.
Stay up til the sunrise.
Out of my damn mind.
Not out of faith.
Yeah
I can tell you don't care that I'm not ok.
I been by myself all damn day.
Heartbreak only comes my way.
If you look deep in my face.
Ask me why I'm in so much pain?
There's war in my fucking brain..
I can't keep on living staring at the ceiling filled with all this rage.
These waves keep on crashing, filling my lungs with fucking hate.
I don't know how to forgive, I pray that God forgive my ways.
So when you don't give a shit I will show you flames. 
Been too long since I've lived, it's me versus me every fucking day. 
I need love cuz I'm sick from the loss of my people, I pray that God remove evil from coming my way.
Fuck all the evil coming my way. 
I can't trust these people too many are fucking lame. 
Fuck all the fucking lames. 
nickydeeLBC.
GRIMSIDE is my fucking name.
ONLY ONE IN MY FUCKING LANE.
I'M LOST AND I'M TIRED FROM GIVING MY LOVE AWAY. 
SO WHEN YOU STAY ON THIS RIDE I NOTICE IT RIGHT AWAY. 
WHEN I SPEAK BOUT MY LIFE GET YOU HIGH LIKE THE FUCKING DANK.
I DON'T GIVE UP, I FIGHT ALL THIS STRESS TILL DEATH, TILL MY BREATH FADES.
Lately I'm not fine. 
It's like have 9 lives.
Always alone in the night time. 
Swear I died 9 times.
Some days I don't feel right. 
Stay stoned, see my red eyes.
Need love..
Need love.
Need love.
I am not fine.
Stay up til the sunrise.
Out of my damn mind.
Out of my damn mind..
Out of my damn mind.
Yeah..
Out of my damn mind.
Out of my damn mind.
Out of my damn mind.
Not out of faith yeah.
Yeah.
Yeah.
Yeah.
Yeah. 
Yeah.
Yeah. 
Yeah..
OUT OF MY..
OUT OF MY..
DAMN..
MIND..
yeah..



9 LIVES (PROD. YOUNGTIDY) (PROD. GRIMSIDELBC)

SONS OF KAIN

SANTOS SANTANA X HAARPER - SONS OF KAIN

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Welcome to the chop street

Dead bodies hanging by they feet

You see this demon when I walk

You hear this evil when I speak

Mark of the beast

When I reap I claim your soul as mine to keep

And in the middle of the night

I’m looking for some blood to leach

Catch your throat missing

Fresh blood spitting out your teeth

But I still practice what I preach

Give his family time to weep

I’m at the crossroads

You make a deal I got just what you need

But just know when your time is up

Them hellhounds coming out to feast

I done slit my wrist so much

I guess I’ll never get to feel

Yeah this demon I got’s real

He just showed me how to kill

Cloaked in hoodies

Crooked daggers

Demon sigils

Candles lit

See that full moon in the night

We bout to sacrifice yo Bitch



She lookin like Megan fox

Double 0 9

Conjugate ya soul

After following the signs

Takin all ya hoes to the road where they hide

Where the spirits stay alive

Skinnin sheep for their hides

You can run from us

You can back out now

But when the sun plummets

You won't camp without

All the voodoo in the night

Know we gotchu in our sight

We gon catch ya by surprise

Gotcha fearin fo ya life



Cest la vie

Tell me what you know

You a Dumb bitch

And I'm Fuckin on ya hoe

When the gun hits

You'll be Sippin on patrone

Thinkin everythang is good

Samsung g note

You cannot fuck with us

You throwin bluffs

Sippin tuss

Ima uppercut

Right through yo face

From a lunge

Pop a lung

Murk ya son

Puttin knives in ya tum

Listening to bone thug while I get the redrum



Redrum, rum, rum

You cannot outrun

I'm goin dumb dumb dumb

Ima get me some

We spillin

Rum, rum, rum

You cannot outrun

I'm goin dumb, dumb, dumb

Ima get me some lil bitch


Bad face

Run up in the place

There’a nowhere to hide

The people here with the cleavers rep for blood and homicide

Murder rate’s high

And the bones gone crush

And the brain turns mush

I wonder why I have to touch

I kill so much

When lost in lust

Smoking with the fable reaper

Have talks between myself

Is there someone else inside

Or is it just that I need help

Mental health is off the tracks

If approached I will attack

No remorse I’m showin ( ?) kill em all

Destructive path

REAPER DEATH SEAL

REAPER DEATH SEAL [FEAT. HAARPER x BAKER YA MAKER] [PROD. SINGE]

BAKI [PROD. HINH]

LYRICS:

[HAARPER]
Keep it minimal
Criminal with stealth at the pinnacle
I'm cynical, visual
Damage looking critical
I mean to taunt
Mean to haunt
Bury ya in serif font
I make a jaunt
Roamin savant
They talk that shit but looking gaunt

[ELIJAH GHOST]
Lets get physical
Aint kidding you
Im dropping kicks on any bitch
We cynical
Get rid of you
Dont pop if you aint on no shit cuz
Watch where ya step cuz im stomping em
Come at me crazy, im dropping em
stick through his back and sarcaophagus
haarper squeeze back with the choppa
we chop em up
He a joke
He want smoke
Not the kind that you toke
If you broke
Theirs still hope
Use my life like a quote
Take his neck
round the rope
Ghost gon turn em to a ghost
Ghost gon show em how to float
Thats on everything I wrote bitch

[HAARPER]
Red dot
Red dot
Now I'm on da next stop
Lead drop
Lead drop
Hidden when da feds knock

I'll escape from the crypt 
With a list in my left hand
Brass on da right 
They gon fly in da badlands
I got my sight on da knife
Like a madman
Leeches on da beaches 
Bleedin on my mortal canvas
Spike in the night
Got em high in the gallows
Nigh be the peace 
We been seeking in the shallow
Depths of our temporal
Lobe round da globe
I be clearing all the chatter
It don't matter where they go

RED DOT FT. ELIJAH GHOST [PROD. HAARPER]

GTFB (Feat. Haarper)

Jadeci x Haarper - Necromancer (Prod. Netuh)

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