best fucking line, "bitch i got my fucking nine on my side, with my money high" makes me shiver

tryhard v2

DUBICH X SALIVA GREY - LEND A ROPE (prod. Griesgrammar)

Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/track/7fuQQZuuxf6ijVIsq3RiaN
Apple Music: https://music.apple.com/us/album/_/1612126746?i=1612126747&ign-itscg=30200&ign-itsct=songlink_music
https://linktr.ee/kentosborne

Lyrics:
S-t-r-a-n-g-e
Why are you creeping on me
S-t-r-a-n-g-e
Watch how i move real closely
S-t-r-a-n-g-e
Why are you creeping on me
S-t-r-a-n-g-e
Watch how i move real closely

Strangers everywhere
Swallowed by despair
Blacked out blacked out
Feel it in the air
Why you live in fear
I can see it clear
You are scared to live your life get up outta here
Fuck fitting in, i could never find my place
It took all my life, to find my safe space
Talk behind my back, but you friendly to my face
Had a feeling that the love, was real fake
Me myself and I
Talking bout my life
Daily battles with these demons
Tryna sacrifice
Fuck that energy i kill it with the mold
Eating fungus until i die feel the evil when it flow

S-t-r-a-n-g-e
Why are you creeping on me
S-t-r-a-n-g-e
Watch how i move real closely
S-t-r-a-n-g-e
Why are you creeping on me
S-t-r-a-n-g-e
Watch how i move real closely

It's that Grey
Boy don't say
Shit on me
Or I put you on a tee
Never wait on no fake
Finna grate up on yo face
You lil fucker ain't worth it you nothing
I'm calling yo bluff and it end with destruction
I'm cuffing my conscious I'm feeling like Pontius
I'm picking yo pockets I'm tucking the rocket then (Pow!)
Turn you into to dust yuh
Huffing on air duster
I can see it in yo face
You a fucking sucka
I don't see no love nah
I ain't giving out none
I ain't gon reciprocate
Even if the sun up
S-a-l-i-v-a-g
Boy y'all ain't got shit on me
K-e-n-t
O-s-b-o-r-n-e
We gon eat

S-t-r-a-n-g-e
Why are you creeping on me
S-t-r-a-n-g-e
Watch how i move real closely
S-t-r-a-n-g-e
Why are you creeping on me
S-t-r-a-n-g-e
Watch how i move real closely

Kent Osborne & Saliva Grey - Stranger Things (Prod. Kent Osborne)

Written / Performed by @blckbrds, @j_mattson
Produced @zepelinbeats
Engineered by @tuMaggz

KAFH RADIO 38.74 (w/ JMattson)

ft. @tumaggz

Lyrics:

Sect Unit -

better watch yo back when you speak on me
yeah, speak on me
i won’t let you getaway for free 
head start countin up to three
you don’t who you wanna be 
just a pussy ass wannabe i swear 
you not the only one of you
but it’s really only one of me 

you can talk yo shit but it come back around like karma
i don’t wanna start no drama 
but if you fuck wit me you gone end up wit trauma
sweatin like you in a sauna 
i don’t like the way that you niggas move 
i don’t like the way that you speak
try to walk around wit a point to prove 
but i wish you would just take a seat
yeah, you niggas is weak 
only run yo mouth when you on a beat 
i talk shit i don’t keep it discreet 
but you make tweets
that’s all you know how to do
ain’t no beef when i’m bullyin you
like a leaf you gone float to the ground
the only thing you finna see is a boot, pussy 

better watch yo back when you speak on me
yeah, speak on me
i won’t let you getaway for free 
head start countin up to three
you don’t who you wanna be 
just a pussy ass wannabe i swear 
you not the only one of you
but it’s really only one of me 

TuMaggz-

Real chains on a fakes neck
I can’t respect your movements
Kinda stupid how you claim a set
I’m sick of rookies tryna play me like I ain’t a vet
I bet I’m right about your come up wanna place a bet
Y’all lil niggas some children 
Throwing hand signs you spent time making up got some ops but you’ve still never killed one
Me bitch I’m one in a million 
But they already know that
Bet they already know that
But you already knew that
Bet you already knew that
Boy that rag in your pocket a book with no words
You ain’t been jumped put yo mouth on the curb
It’s better it’s me it’s a mortal concern cuz if them niggas catch you they’ll turn you to merch
But you already know that
Bet you already know that
We know you ain’t about that
You know you ain’t about that
Roof cave in when the bass go
I wanna big body whip winnebago
I might pour a lil blood in a faygo
All you niggas weird kicking it with fake hoes
I’mma do it to em something like Waco
I’m a fiend for USD no pesos
Ion fuck with distrokid cuz they pay slow
I like dealing cuz it honestly just pay more
Like a missile how I heat seek targets
Tumaggz got your chick pants wet like a faucet
Demon wit the pot I’mma crock it
I’mma make spark like a fork inna socket
Got the whole game in my pocket
Only gonna take a few to take off like a rocket
But I’m not just in it for the profit
I was made for this 
Maggz something like a prophet

Wannabe

Cardeairè Jack x TuMaggz - Wannabe (prod. Aragoth)

Ticktock prod. by D_r278

ALONE 1TAKE

Thank you to everyone who listens and supports my music, it keeps me alive and sane. BETA 
Chainfullafangs (Official Video)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=doWwZnHuul8

Chainfullafangs [prod. Havoc] videoindescription

Morph!ne :) [prod. Abnormal]

Witchouse 40k x MENMA - E/DAY

10 Hundred Free (prod. The Martian)

ALL SOCIAL MEDIA FOR AK : @BLUNTEDPHARAOH
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TREACHERY FT. WITCHOUSE 40K (PROD. NETUH X INSTINCT)

BAD STRAINS 001
Prod. Klimonglue
747
Lyrics:
Coming from the mud to a motherfucking garbage can
Choppa with a scope got me feelin like the taliban
Turn em to a ghost, like it’s motherfukin Pacman
Cuttin on some dope,  and smokin on some Pakistan/
Always got a mask, and I always leave your pockets broke
I ain’t ever ask, shawty always wanna top me though
I ain’t give her cash, if she want it imma block the hoe
I ain’t ever cap, hitchu wita blicka blocka smoke/
Blicka blocka knockin with the choppa on your coffin door
I ain’t kill em I just hit em up and left his collar broke
I ain’t finish, I just got the addy imma hollow you
I got your bitches number, I never finna call her tho/
From da gutter,
Now I’m movin like I’m undercover/
Jacket on my body, hidin everything that’s under
Yeh yeh
Shawty met me now she wanna be my lover, I ain’t love her but told that bish I’m down to go and fuck her/
take ya mother soul
Fitty in the clip it at your brudduh soul
..He ain’t really bout it broker his poker face he fuckin fold
Fuck em though
I ain’t need a hunnid need hunnid more
Vamanos, now I’m shippin in I got some money dough/
Fuck a hoe, imma fly my shawty in from in from mexico
Hella dope, only smokin gasoline like Texaco
Medical, Imma turn a rapper to a vegetable
I’m never eatin bullets, only faygo mixed with hella smoke/
Pullin right up and I’m puttin hunnid round drum it gon plug up yo whip
Pullin right up and I’m putting a hunnid round glizzy it shootin and fuck up yo fit
Bullet gon hit em, I swear I ain’t miss em, or missin my mark, it gon hollow yo ribs
I got a hunnid on me, and the glizzy on me, and i buying the mourgue like a witch
Lil bitch/
(Haha she ain’t a 10 but I swear that she fuckable)

ZIKA! (Prod. Klimonglue)

BAD STRAINS 002
prod. Klimonglue
747

Lyrics:
40k got nobody,
..I ain’t really want no shorty
Only bring twins in the shawty
When I pullup to the party/
If he talkin slick, get bodied
I ain’t with the shits for a hobby
Live my life like the army/
Spiderweb scars crawlin on me
Spiderweb scope on da glocky
Poppin off atcho posse/
Trash gang vest on my body
Put a hunnid hollows in yo artery
We gettin realll/
...Pullup on a pussy block,
Lemme get da Glock
Witchy make the fuckin block hot,
We poppin off
I ain’t fuckin with the ops
Only juggernauts
Shawty wanna gimme top
And so I break her off/
Aye
He wanted smoke got a sedative
aye
I’m packing bong fulls of sediment
aye
I keep a beam on the regiment
Shoot atcho posse im leavin no evidence aye
Aye aye
...Ain’t wearin vetements...
...Only trash on da mask causin exodus...
....cut my ties from the past like my ex and shit...
...I got money now I like to flex a bit.../
Get the fuck out my face bitch you toxic
I got Jesse in da whip we in da cockpit
Fitty drum up in da bottom of da Glock clip
Put some cops up in a coffin, livin lawless
Ah shit
Now we on da hotlist/
..bitch
Yeh you shoulda stayed in college
Rearange, on yo brain like collages
Suck my dick, you bitch, got up off it
Keep a sticky wita stiffy atcho noggin/
Pull up on a pussy block I know he talkin now I roll up to set and leave his body in a coffin
I ain’t ever talkin less you in da gang I aint respondin 
I got so much fuckin haters trade my car out for a carbine 
Grr ba
...Leave pussy rapper coughin
Choppa choppin up his body, lemme put em in da cauldron
Make em fade off, Acog 
Wita green dot
Atcho make up, Aye yuh
Shootchu face off/
Blech
Yeh
Nephilim the set now
I got fitty in da trunk that put his head down
Shawty givin me the eye, she wanna head out
Got dat bitch up on my dick she gimme head now
X2

H1N1! (Prod. Klimonglue)

BAD STRAINS 003
Prod. Klimonglue
747

Lyrics:
Pullup in a ghost, and I leave em as a carcass
Try and take my soul, imma let the poison dart hit
Come up from the cold, I like bitches that are toxic
I got lots of gold, lotsa water I got Shark Drip/
He get shot up,
ain’t no camera this shotgun
Gang on me, I pullup and i leave em playin possum
Mi Casa, do you wanna step into mi bossa 
I hit em wita scar, the opposition fulla goners/
Polygraph all on your fuckin body, make your body ache
Lookin like a doctor wit these tools, I make his body shake
Only time I come up out my room is when I got the kay 
I Smoke em by the pound I fuckin grew you bought another eighth/
Sippin on the the syrup, this a waffle cake
Now I’m feelin gone, ain’t nobody gonna bother me
No we cannot talk, I let the choppa do the conversating
Pullup on yo block, and Imma make his fukin body break/
I don’t ever talk but still I’m movin like I say too much
Ollie down your block, I rip yo pocket, then I’m skatin off
Fuckin on yo bish, she on my dick and then I break her off
Fitty in da clip, if 12 be knockin, I don’t pay em off/
Walk-in down yo block, wita semi in my right hand
Pullup to the party, no Bacardi, only fightin 
Meet me in the lot, I eat yo face up like a titan
Shawty wanna fuck because she like the way I’m shinin/
All these artists hate in me think I give a fuck
..I got money I got butch now I’m really blowin up
..Aye wussup
You bitch, ain’t no rappers pullin up
.. I Just bought yo girl a Patek now yo bitch she roll my blunts aye/
Aye wussup aye
Aye wussup aye
When I see you at my shows I let my nuts hang
Knuckle up aye
Knuckle up aye
Every time I play I show we leaving cuts aye/

SARS! (Prod. Klimonglue)

EGODEAT (prod. KLIMONGLUE)
747 HHM NEPHILIM TRASH
ACAB KILL 2020 
Official music video: 
lyrics:
50 drum, glozzy cocking watch your lungs split
40 racks all on me, now I'm looking sun kissed
wussup, said he want it so we smoke em up
eliante on the bezel hanging off my wrist/
put my fist up in your bitch,
shawty said she love that shit,
now we smoking out the zip, we rolling green up like a witch
Keep a chopper with a dick on em, I'm never gonna miss,
caught some bodies playing victim, way I'm always in the mix.
Broke my knuckle on your lip, what's up,
40 bricks im bout to flip i lost my job don't give a shit, bitch
yellow diamonds look like piss, i be chopping all these snakes up you gon finna hear me hiss
40 thousand dollars in my bank, no need to count that shit
i fell in love with money so im always out here counting it
all these artists fake they hearing gunshots and they cowering, i pull up on your block and leave a pussy rapper counterfeit,
lil bitch, where the money at? i know you're out here housing it, i never play with killers you a pussy and you're proud of it,
pillaging up your villa i go bump in the night, .45/5 with the potato to cut the sound of it/
cock back and i bang, click clack and i paint, smoke gas by the day, flak jacket in the bank, trash mask on the face
Yoppa make em levitate, i aint got a gang I've got a chopper like a heavyweight. no we cannot talk to much i never wanna converse
never switching lanes cu all these rappers wanna follow me, twenty in my pocket rocket shooting harmonies, fuckin on your bitch i want her soul ut gave her heart to me, put lead up in your arteries/
i got shooters who got get you on the low, yeh
i got ruler clips that hollow out your bones, yeh
smoke so much that i can never find my phone, i might just buy another one i might just stay the fuck alone, yeh

EGODEATH! (Video in Desc)

BLOODBENDER track 04
prod. NetuH
747 HHM TRASH GANG

RATS! [prod. NetuH]

H A U N T E D ⌖
Silent Hill, born and raised
747 
H H

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