MOBBS RADICAL x LOWEYEZDUUG- HELLZONE(PROD. KRONA)

99ZED x SALIVA GREY - BODIES DANGLE LIKE MY NUTZ (prod. 99zed)

ON ALL PLATFORMS 
AMV ON @idleglance youtube
Lyrics

pussy boi, I don't think you know who you been talkin to 
I roll it up and bang it tell me what you think that wappo do
I drop it til the wheels fall off never pick it up
you really think i'm stupid boi i'll show you how I drop it off
 x2

You wanna step? go ahead bitch, Revy never fold
wanna hop up on a track? pussy you ain't even close
Hit my DM's for whatever get to steppin on a bitch boi 
flow so cold make em throw up like he sick boi
wanna step?  go ahead bitch, Revy never miss
I got ties to the dope, I got ties to the wrist
I got tracks on the way, I got tracks in the pit
what the fuck you lookin at? They wanna bite on what I spit, uh

(Where the fuck the Tie go?)

Revy leveled up I put that shit up on my bitch woah
slow down, pack it all, gotta hit the dope never take a loss
I got 5 1 6 get the point across yuh
Slow down, fuck it up, lil bitch wanna ride step aside imma ball yuh
Rev stay wet on that F E T, don't trip don't fall boi the flow aint free, uh
Coming up bitch i'm betta they bumpin what I been cooking up
take em to the back of the room, yeah this shit looking up
They fuckin with the Rev, go ahead, know I lay it down
Pipe Bomb shit yeah that Riggy Boi dont fuck around
I'm sicker with the shit I can't stand it when they be imitating
Stain em with the flow I be trippin up when I'm hella faded
came with the shit so imma leave with it all
you a bitch mothafucka so I'm taking it all, yuhh

No Need For a Tie (Prod. Dnx)

Last drop of the year. HAPPY HOLIDAYS!

Out on all platforms.

Lyrics:

Wet, COME AT YOU
Drippin blade with the pay that I had to
Reprimanding all the middle men I bled through
Off these fvckin meds too, kinda wanna catch you

IM ON A K1LLING SPREE OZ, WIZARD WHO'S EATING YOUR MOTHERS AND DAUGHTS 
Divulging my manicure, painted by god - nails so black you'd think that I'ma cog in machine
Subtle fvckin touch from the madman who are between the angels and the jesters who grin from behind the scenes 
Im another 3vil from the lessons at the cantina, music notes out from the band and the beema 
Need another neena, akimbo never misses, ratata beam her I miss her I need the kisses 
It's a messy one I lean-uh, drvnk off the motherfvckin drugs. I need a hug....
Fading out final note, fin is the midas will, golden from carnival ending in a minus chill 
Fading out final note, fin is the midas will, golden from carnival ending in a minus chill 

wet wet wet wet wet wet wet
Wet, COME AT YOU
Drippin blade with the pay that I had to
Reprimanding all the middle men I bled through
Off these fvckin meds too, kinda wanna catch you

IM ON A K1LLING SPREE OZ, WIZARD WHO'S EATING YOUR MOTHERS AND DAUGHTS 
Divulging my manicure, painted by god - nails so black you'd think that I'ma cog in machine
Subtle fvckin touch from the madman who are between the angels and the jesters who grin from behind the scenes 
Im another 3vil from the lessons at the cantina, music notes out from the band and the beema 
Need another neena, akimbo never misses, ratata beam her I miss her I need the kisses 
It's a messy one I lean-uh, drvnk off the motherfvckin drugs. I need a hug....

IM ON A KILLING SPREE OZ, WIZARD WHO'S EATING YOUR MOTHERS AND DAUGHTS 
Divulging my manicure, painted by god - nails so black you'de think that I'ma cog in machine
Subtle fvckin touch from the madman who are between the angels and the jesters who grin from behind the scenes 
Im another 3vil from the lessons at the cantina, music notes out from the band and the beema

INSTAGRAM

MACHINA (PROD. UNREM)

Brand new track for y'all! 

Super proud of this one - make sure you check out the AMV on TRASH GANG today too!!!! https://tinyurl.com/2rc3fm8a

YEAH SCRIPTZ!

Lyrics:

Jester
I'ma question this
Writing scriptztures papyrus in the letter bin
Sending a message to all of the kids
To turn that frown into something not shit
Can I bass it up lit?
My face is so flipped
I got major ace wit
Smart as a laser can rip
Through this fuckin metal
Make a gun from all of the slip code
Im another drip low
Witch with a lick toad

Fuckin trippin on the tic toe
Drawin circles around your bitch
As I got them on the nip show
Got the moves like im ip woah
50 kicks in the pit to these sick dopes

Im medicated but I got the clip load
40 tip rounded PPSH for the shit show
Making them fall like im rick ross
Faded ass bitties for the business that I can flip row

Through the river on a hip boat
I want a yacht - 50 inches on my cock, and some slick dough
Laundered money for a cartel ship flow
I want the fans addicted to the fuckin sick flow
Huh

Addicted to the sick flow
Call me Scriptz
Yeah

ALVARIUS (PROD. SHREDDED)

It's that demon from the Green
It's that demon from the Green
It's that demon from the Green
It's that demon from the Green
It's that demon from the Green
Witches pull up trynna tempt me
I see leeches when I dream
There ain't nothing y'all could tell me
Boy it's 2023
How y'all smoking on some Reggie?
Bitch I came up real quick
Motherfuckers wanna behead me

It's that king of all the ash
I don't think about my past
Lots of rapper want my cash
But everything they do is ass
I'll be smoking on some hash
Leaving bodies in my path
I got fiends that shaped my craft
Boy my shit like monster mash

Hara Kiri on the banner
Cut their stomach, kill em slowly
Scanner darkly, hiding hammers
Chop the swish up like I'm Kobe
Like Montana with my banter
Bitch I really feel like Tony
Pumping mana, smoking cana
In your bitches macaroni

Grassman
Fucking Grassman
I'm in the trees smoking strands
Like the fucking Grassman
Holly back up in this bitch
I'm rolling blunts of headband
Take my top off, I'm a Lich
Check the fucking back hand
All you pussies want the kicks
Till I lace, not talking vans

Bitch I sterilized my paradise
It ended up a mound
I been vilified and demonized
I broke down to a sound
Till I feel the tides, I'll terrorize
The missing in your town
Fill a telluride with tanerite
And drive it through your house

It's that beaner from the woods
Hollow steady raised by hicks
In a tundra full of goods
I could roll or shoot or sniff
I been smoking backwoods
I already said that shit
I'd just murder if I could
I don't care about a list
Hoe

GRASSMAN (Prod. GA$H A$HEN x SKILL SYRUP)

Lyrics:

WE AINT THE SAME BITCH 
FUCK UP OUT THE WAY I CAME TO FLIP THE MECCA
ALL UP WITH THE FLAMES I BEEN INSANE LIKE WHY THE FUCK YOU JEALOUS 
THIS AINT WHAT YOU WANT WE KNOW EXACTLY WHAT YOU AINT BEEN TELLIN
PUSSIES GETTIN SEVERED I AINT BUYIN WHAT YOU SELLIN ALL THAT

CURSES IN MY NECK
SIXTY LEGIONS ON MY BACK
PUSHIN POSION BY APPOINTMENT 
KEEP IT TOXIC FOR THE FLACK
LET IT FESTER FOR MY ANCIENTS
FIFTY CHAPTERS ON THE TRACK
I AINT REALLY GOTTA SAY IT 
BUT YOU KNOW YOUR SHIT IS TRASH

WE GETTIN FUCKED UP NO BOUNDARIES KNOWIN DEATH CANT EVER TOUCH ME
ALL THAT LOUD SHIT SOUND LIKE SILENCE CUZ THEM BOYS AINT EVER BUCKIN
OH YOU VICIOUS WITH THAT BITCHIN TALK THAT SHIT 
LIKE YOU GOT RUCKUS
I GOT FIGURES DOIN SWITCHUPS IN THE DISTANCE YOU AINT NOTHIN

IM ON THAT RIVERSIDE SHIT
PULL UP ON A BITCH
TELL HER POP THE SCRIPT 
IM TAKIN TWO THEN FLIP THE REST

DRAGON BLACK SCALE FIT
SPUN OUT IMA A MESS
THIRTY THREE RIPPIN 
MOVIN RECKLESS LIKE A JET

HUNNID FOILS IN THE BOX I MAKE A BOAT OF REYNOLDS WRAP
TAKE A KNIFE TO MAKE A POINT BUT AINT NO CUT UP IN MY PACK
I LET IT SLIDE DRIP SLICK DOWN THE METAL INTO GLASS
IM NEVER RUNNIN OUT A SHIT I SCRAPE THE STRAW TO MAKE IT LAST

SHADOWS GETTIN THICKER NOW I HEAR EM FASHO 
I FELT EM PUSHIN ON MY SHOULDER PUT MY HEAD TO THE FLOOR
THEY SHOWIN THEY FUCKED UP FACES FROM TURNIN THAT WET UP IN THE ROSE
IM TAKIN A DOSE DESECRATED SO I CAN SEE ANOTHER GHOST

I GOT THE THRONE MUHFUCKA
CALL ME ZETA DON DADA
I SET ABLAZE TO THE FLOW 
AND SPIT IT OUT LIKE ITS WATER
WE DROPPIN BOMBS
NAPALM BACKIN MY ROSTER
DONT TRY TO MIMIC HOW IM MOVIN
YOU CANT HANDLE THAT POSTURE

WE AINT THE SAME BITCH
DEATH CANT EVER TOUCH ME
GOT THE THRONE MUHFUCKA
FLIP THE FLI FLI FLIP THE MECCA FASHO
PULL UP ON A BITCH
YOU AINT BUCKIN SLICK
SILENCE WITH THAT BITCHIN
THI THI THI THIS AINT WHAT YOU WANT
WE KNOW YOU SELLIN ALL THAT TRASH

1984 (FEAT. OH GASM! X SCRIPTZ)

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