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The Upload

June 24 2021

Lyrics:

I said I would never eat them
Look at me know filthy hound I’m creepin
Nice teeth I might just keep them
The urge to hurt no I can’t defeat it
She put something in my glass then I switched them
Chucked the glass whooped her ass now her ass missin
You think I feel bad you must be trippin 
I feel bad? Kiss my ass, not for one instance
I’m as cold as the cold gets when the frost hits
I make sure every nigga is unconscious
Its too late to turn around I got no option 
Dragging them to the shed that shit gets so exhausting
I’m the coldest 
Like the white lotus 
Fully loaded ready to unload it 
All you niggas looking hopeless 
I hope you know that I notice 
This grenade you can hold it
Imma send ya ass to oden 
Or put ya in the caldron 
I’m rage if you ever knew it. 
I’ll pull back and attack before you fucking clue in
And if I clued in to my two sense and not be ruthless 
between me and you I probably wouldn’t do this 

Put them in the back let them stack in the shed
The ones that atone already know what I did
Black tee white skull I feel like Sid 
They ain’t gonna know when I switch they heads
ain’t strapped with the lead 
but instead
put the nail to the head
If they fuck with the kid
Hope they know 
Parents ain’t coming home
They gone 
So I tuck they ass back in they bed
Yes I think im sick as fuck bitch I can’t stop it 
Blade in my left pocket meet ya eye socket
Blade on me could never drop it 
Nice Smooth skin Im thinking I might cop it 
Been home alone been known I’m a loner 
Fuck with me bitch boy yous goner 
Please dont wake me up from this coma
Not like I can’t get help I don’t want it

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Howl (Prod. Baker)

Out Of Body

The Thames has always been a graveyard. It drowns the secrets of kings and cutpurses alike, swallowing gold and bone with equal hunger. Tonight I walked its banks at low tide, lantern in hand, boots sinking into mud that stank of salt and rot. The fog curled in tendrils about my legs. It seemed to resist the flame, drawing closer when I stepped away.

I had been told of mudlarks, children who prowled the shores at dawn, prying coins and trinkets from the filth. They swore they had seen a sentinel, black-armored and vast, standing waist-deep in the water as though in parley with the current. I found them huddled beneath a pier, faces pale, their rags soaked.

“He listens,” one boy whispered, showing me a clay shard upon which he had drawn the sigil with a trembling hand. “He listens to the river, and the river answers.” The mark was crooked, yet even so it prickled the skin. I paid them for the shard and told them to stay away. They fled as if my words were a curse.

I walked further, past barges that lay low in the water like hulks. The tide was falling. The mud gleamed with refuse. And there, just beyond the reach of the lantern, I saw prints in the clay. Not human. Too broad, too deliberate, as though a gauntlet had pressed down upon the earth itself. The tide did not fill them. The water avoided them, leaving them dry.

The air grew heavier. I felt it again, that silence, deeper than thunder. My lungs labored as though I had descended into some cavern. I raised the lantern. The fog shifted.

A shape rose in the water. Not fully, not even half. Only the suggestion of helm and shoulder, the arc of a blade reflecting the starlight through mist. He did not advance. He stood, unmoving, listening.

I called out, though my voice cracked. “Why these deaths? Why these marks?” My words fell flat, devoured by the fog. The river itself seemed to speak instead, its gurgling echoing like language in the throat of something vast.

The figure inclined its head, as though acknowledging me. Then the tide rose, sudden and sharp, as if obeying a command. I staggered back, the lantern nearly extinguished. By the time I steadied myself, the shape was gone. Only the prints remained, dry upon the shore.

When I returned to my lodgings, an envelope lay upon the desk. No seal. No sender. Only one line written within: He is not a man. The ink had bled into the paper as if cut into it.

I should leave this case. I should walk away, yet I cannot. Each step forward feels less like pursuit and more like a summons. If Grathok listens to the river, then perhaps the river itself has hired me.

God preserve me.

— Nathaniel Harrow

Chapter X: Interrogatory — The River

2nd tape of the summer...

Shout out the homie Tenngage for producing the whole tape.. Expect more music from us in the future..

Tenngage :
SC: soundcloud.com/tenngagebeats
Twitter: twitter.com/tenngage

Doddy Gatz 
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Thank you to all who helped bring this together..

More work soon..

187 Spree Ft. Baker (Prod. Tenngage X Hydra Mane)

$uicideboy$ - LTE [Chopped & Screwed] By SUS PhiXioN

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$uicideboy$ - LTE [Chopped & Screwed] PhiXioN

Prod by PUL$E
Mastered by JGRXXN
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All Aboard

$OUTHKRO$$- ALL ABOVRD ft JGRXXN

TALK IS CHEAP
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DEVILISH TRIO - TALK IS CHEAP

This track was mixed by VXNDXL of Gloom
produced by lil terror of boof gods
featuring @liltexxan & @gwapmizzle

loop 12 ft. lil texxan & gwapmizzle (prod. LILxTERROR)

Baker x Hydra - Fulla Dat Funk [Chopped & Screwed] By SUS PhiXioN

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Baker x Hydra - Fulla Dat Funk [Chopped & Screwed] PhiXioN

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Devilish Trio - In My System [Chopped & Screwed] PhiXioN

Written and Mixed by Big Roshi
Produced by D i R T

Lyrics:

Bitch dont talk to me
Rather sit here in my silence
Close my eyes so I cant see
Got no ice but im so icey
Lost my feelings with my pride
All their faces I keep seeing
I know I know
I died this time


Screamin
Scream my name
They screamin

Bitch dont talk to me
I got issues with people I hate em
Bitch dont talk to me
I prefer when Im alone why i say
Bitch dont talk to me
I got nothing to contribute
Bitch dont talk to me
Ahh I know Im making it worse n now I

Live inside her fantasies
I Know what they would have with me
Ima demon inside a shell
A carcass if its poetry

Focus up on the death of me
Comin like it was meant for me
All  these lightborn prophets
N angels couldnt uh left from me

My friends die one by one by one

(x2)

Hook 

AY AY AY

Cotard Delusion +D i R T

Perfect day for a track Don't Ya think ? (:
prod.by me

SUNSHINE

If This Were Myspace Even Tom Wouldnt Be Your Friend

Bones x Eddy Baker - LooseScrew [Chopped & Screwed] By SUS PhiXioN

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Bones x Eddy Baker - LooseScrew [Chopped & Screwed] PhiXioN

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