BLAMANE - SOBER IN HELL PROD. STONER

lyrics:"

Hey, girl, i don't give a fucking shit-
Fucking shit-
What's your bodycount-
What's your bodycount-

Yes, man i don't give a single damn...
What's the bodycount of this fem.
She had raped a lot of times in hour...
And i would not lost my honor,
If i say this is fucking horror...
You can close your eye's
But i'm still another...

And i open my eye's, and see skies in the dirt!
Overhelmed body and the squirt...
И я чувствую её холод.
я предчувствую голод.
И я не думаю что переживу весь этот обморок...
Разве красота это был повод?

Я не верю в этот бред, я слишком молод.
Я воспитаю её как мою daughter...
My wife wouldn't take over...
And i really hope for her sleepover...

Hey, girl, i don't give a fucking shit-
Fucking shit-
What's your bodycount-
What's your bodycount-

What Is Your Bodycount?

ig: @919slum and @ilynikitaz

vocals by nikita + africa (luv.nikita + 919slum)
mixing and prod by africa cook (919slum)
cover art by nikita (luv.nikita)

sample: And End - Yellow

"MORDHETEN I: WE PUT TEARS ON MOTHER'S FACES" COMING SOON

LYRICS:

[VERSE 1: LUV.NIKITA]
Öppna up graven, och du hittar mina sagor 
"The tales of a man consumed by his sorrows"
I'm a porcelain doll, stuck up in the gallows 
One question in mind, where the fuck is my shadow? 

Press any key, I'll sound like piano 
Since I turned 18, been wishing for the arrow 
Don't wanna be me, it's a never ending battle 
In my sick dreams, where I lay Inside the gravel

In mold where I found this beauty of mine 
Decay and rot they fill my mind 
The corspes stack high, no end in sight 
Like a towering beast that consumes the night 

I don't ever think of anyone else 
And its prolly for the best, that I got put to the test 
Finna say it with my chest, I really feel blessed 
For not giving a fuck about those I call friends 

[CHORUS: LUV.NIKITA]
I never stood a chance in a sick world
Dying in a sinkhole, believe me that I've been cold 
With no one to go to, I'm standing on my own two 
I know I'm breaking homes too, I know that it exhaust you
I never stood a chance in a sick world
Dying in a sinkhole, believe me that I've been cold 
With no one to go to, I'm standing on my own two 
I know I'm breaking homes too, I know that it exhaust you

[VERSE 2: 919SLUM]
in my shell i sat and remained, never planning to ever reach out once again 
cuz every single time it came back just to blast
shatter my face till the bones crunched in half 
had no plans for a 'scape for the pain 
got sober ever since i got caught one day 
so im clean, no love is just what it seemed
till homie said up to me 

"man say fuck it, just 
holla at whoever try to link up 
if it dont work, so what, mane dont give a single fuck
you aint not sum ugly mf at least try yo luck"

shit, why did i listen in retrospect ive always been just a hopeless case
first girl i met on this escapade, ruined me worse than my broken face

talked it out for months, but she fallin out to lust 
over time her responsiveness dropped, so I'm thinking now what
Maybe twice a day we communicate, usually paying compliments 
Thinking to myself "what the fuck"
Shit had fucking changed, it aint used to be this way 
Remember talking myself and the mental blood stains 
She was with me thru the shit and she said it was okay
What drove her away came clear when I said I had enough 

Effort I put in, she hardly put any 
My love it was plenty shown 
Told her I'm going my way 
Told her to not follow the trail that I left of bones

Check her IG bout a couple days later, got a new man in her home 
Man ever since I ain't really give a fuck I've been just balling out on my own 

I had been played, fuckin crashed damn near 
NEver felt so called out and weird 
2nd place finisher, race was just two 
Ruined my thoughts with a new attitude
Now all I sense is doom
That is the feeling that looms, and hate 
Hate it has filled up my blood 
Hear it in what I create, bitch i got pains and the aches
Relapsed, when I got ghosted by another bitch
Cuz I should've known better I was dumb
Did stimulants while I sat on the floor 
Tweaking and shaking, my facing going numb
Crying questioning praying to God
Tell him to end me through a yelling sob 
Told him if he wont then I'll do the job 
I'm tired of not being happy cuz the brain rot

All I really feel is my decay
All I really feel is my decay
Its another day mane, vision stayin gray
All I really feel is my decay

MORDHETEN - NEVER STOOD A CHANCE (SYNDFALL + 919SLUM)

ig: @919slum

piano by me 

mordheten

lyrix:

Blood thirsty, tryna quench it off, I got that robo for that cough 
I rev that TORO, when its on, and now he getting to runnin off
Chains runnin down my apparition like a chainsaw 
Zombified body, got an internal brain gnaw 
Migraine, bloody piss, I'mma a case to study, list 
Your favorite musicians, mines go 919 and then probably Liszt
Understand this trick that you cannot trick me, ain't no board to flip 
I'll lay you like a brick if you try me or Nikita for shit 

Let's see the world through my eyes, glory almost bounded, blind
Gagged yo body tie yo hands and cut the lines that run thru them
Waste of time, dirty dime bags for these elusive swines 
Safe and fine, I drink Monster and them Ghosts, not no Prime

The hosts for awful parasites
Tear a share for you then swipe 
Yo nose across the stand of night 
The snow black you out, there ain't no light 
It's dark, feel my way around 
My heart, playin rapid sounds 
Vapid mothafucka's tryna rap, ain't no passion found 
Faction be Mordheten by the mound is where yo body down 
6 feet below, no one knows, chafe yo skin and watch you drown
Wear your skin just like a suit, drivin', see a prostitute 
Blowing off one hundred rounds, loot her body, nothing found

Killa season nippin at yo nose just like Jack Frost
What did I just take up on my nose? Think the product's lost
Fade into a blacker room, filled with candles lit in doom
Written through the smoke is a big demon, don't know what to do 
Found the light switch somehow, it was just a bitch from Liverpool 
Left the room, that ugly bitch try eat me like sum fuckin shrooms 
Where I'm coming is a site, nine one nine is bringing doom 
Soul stealing, immortal, fightin just like Shang Tsung

919SLUM - APPARITION LIKE A CHAINSAW

IG: @919SLUM
TELEGRAM: a_c919

SORRY IF I SOUND BAD ON THIS ONE I'M MAKING THIS IN THE MIDDLE OF BEING DEHYDRATED AND ON NEW MEDICINE

lyrix:

 Nah these pills aint working I can't feel em in my system
Hyperventaliating, while I'm shakin, rates drop have to lift em 
Came home, what was next, I don't know, what's the difference 
Think my mind finally missing, high as fuck, I'm with the pigeons 
Tryna up my funds, I'm robbin out that mothafuckin pension 
Pickin off yo squad, slowly, into half - even division 
Grab the leader from the shadows, to his throat made an incision 
Surrender die, fight die, make pointless decisions 
Now the vicinity is rotting bodies, I hit my knees and laugh 
I take my razor blade and then I make another gash
These suckas fake, I feel disdain, I take my cig and match 
PCP, I'm dipping just like skinny, now you see the rash 
Actions of a mothafucka, but you cannot say 
That you knew of me, whenever I was coming down the way 
The day has came today, sniff the gasoline that goes in tanks 
Destroying my mind, boutta break the fuckin memory bank

919SLUM - YOU CAN'T SAY

alt version on @919slum page
ig: @919slum and @syndfall

vocals by nikita + africa (syndfall + 919slum)
mixing and prod by africa cook (919slum)
cover art by nikita (syndfall)

LYRICS:
[VERSE 1: 919SLUM]
Mane, it ain't ever even began for ya
Praying at the cross singing holy Gloria
Songs in the nights Psalms in the morning
When I die better that no one is mourning 
Graveyard, ash tray, bloodshot, everyday
You can never look to me for something you can take away
Gunshot, take the life away, he ain't feeling 
There is bout too many souls that I"m stealing

No one ever made it back, hills swallow the fools whole
I could never love a bitch, to me thats just fools gold 
Murder story, horrorful, shit you can never know 
Me and Nikita leave a body without a soul

Snatching lifes and wallets on the streets whenever im on the jack 
Tuck the gat, walk inside the station tryna get some gas
Pull the mac, let it blast, run away get on the dash 
Take my tone, kill my own, now I've fallen off the map

[VERSE 2: SYNDFALL]
Inget du tänker kan matcha min hjärna 
De cociana snow, rakt upp i min näsa 
Vi stackar upp deget, ingenting vi kan äta 
Emo slit boy wrist, mitt i natten ja skär den 

With blood on my knife, I feel enthralled
I been in the streets, I'm fully involved 
Don't get it mixed boy, watch your tone
Or imma let it bus, I'll let it blow 

Låt mig visa vilken våld jag vill göra
Mord i min tanke, de folk jag vill röka 
ja slutar inte tills ja ser han blöda 
De klart han springer, de klart han löpar 

They'll find your body in the snow 
With no insides, an empty husk 
Corpses riddled with bullet holes 
My dreams are like the Holocaust
I'm stabbing up a motherfucker
Got my blade up inside his lungs 
I've Gouged out eyes, in pure disgust 
Death be my dance, it's beautiful 
I'll beat your ass, you think you're tuff

Nobody talks, when I walk in 
I've carved out bones and my own skin 
I sold my soul, I won't repent
The fuck is that? I'm not your friend 
Don't dab me up, I hate your stench
You Motherfuck, go back on bench 
I'll blow you up like Michael Bay
My thoughts are fucked, I'm not insane 
So please just keep the fuck away 
I'm like a wolf that's led astray
With My AK I'll let it spray

OFF THE MAP (SYNDFALL X 919SLUM)

lofi version on @luvnikita page

ig: @919slum and @ilynikitaz

vocals by nikita + africa (luv.nikita + 919slum)
mixing and prod by africa cook (919slum)
cover art by nikita (luv.nikita)

LYRICS:
[VERSE 1: 919SLUM]
Mane, it ain't ever even began for ya
Praying at the cross singing holy Gloria
Songs in the nights Psalms in the morning
When I die better that no one is mourning
Graveyard, ash tray, bloodshot, everyday
You can never look to me for something you can take away
Gunshot, take the life away, he ain't feeling
There is bout too many souls that I"m stealing

No one ever made it back, hills swallow the fools whole
I could never love a bitch, to me thats just fools gold
Murder story, horrorful, shit you can never know
Me and Nikita leave a body without a soul

Snatching lifes and wallets on the streets whenever im on the jack
Tuck the gat, walk inside the station tryna get some gas
Pull the mac, let it blast, run away get on the dash
Take my tone, kill my own, now I've fallen off the map

[VERSE 2: LUV.NIKITA]
Inget du tänker kan matcha min hjärna
De cociana snow, rakt upp i min näsa
Vi stackar upp deget, ingenting vi kan äta
Emo slit boy wrist, mitt i natten ja skär den

With blood on my knife, I feel enthralled
I been in the streets, I'm fully involved
Don't get it mixed boy, watch your tone
Or imma let it bus, I'll let it blow

Låt mig visa vilken våld jag vill göra
Mord i min tanke, de folk jag vill röka
ja slutar inte tills ja ser han blöda
De klart han springer, de klart han löpar

They'll find your body in the snow
With no insides, an empty husk
Corpses riddled with bullet holes
My dreams are like the Holocaust
I'm stabbing up a motherfucker
Got my blade up inside his lungs
I've Gouged out eyes, in pure disgust
Death be my dance, it's beautiful
I'll beat your ass, you think you're tuff

Nobody talks, when I walk in
I've carved out bones and my own skin
I sold my soul, I won't repent
The fuck is that? I'm not your friend
Don't dab me up, I hate your stench
You Motherfuck, go back on bench
I'll blow you up like Michael Bay
My thoughts are fucked, I'm not insane
So please just keep the fuck away
I'm like a wolf that's led astray
With My AK I'll let it spray

MORDHETEN - OFF THE MAP [ALTERNATE VERSION]

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