(LAZY RAINE)
speaking my name 
don’t act oblivious 
stomp on dat pussy named ill minded envious
stick in that blade and i ended up twisted it 
begging for plays bitch i steady be killin it
decimate everything thought you was feelin it
thought you where iller bitch i got the realer shit 
all of you pussies be talking continuing
33mercury know he a bitch and he must of forgot that i know where he live 
step in that kitchen i burn up the crib 
and i came with intentions to cut off your limbs 
discard your body parts left in the bin 
don’t get no pussy so sad and depressed 
but you stay with the sneaking don’t speak with your chest
speak like a man and then leave it to rest 
or just keep with the dissin and see where you get

(ILLUSIONLUNA VERSE)

we coming from texas 

madhouse steady reppin

i’m whipping the lexus 

i load smith and wessons 

teach you hoes a lesson 

count that as a blessing 

conjure a spell in my room late at night 

talking shit imma ruin yo life 

fuck a machete bitch i got my scythe  

look in my eyes 

you gon meet yo demise 

about time that i rise 

bitch you know it’s on sight 

l u n a shawty

homicide i catch a body 

load the glock i got it on me 

sending shots out of my tommy 

killa killa 

killa killa

killa killa

killa killa

(DEAD WIZARD VERSE)

GET GUTTED LIKE A PUMPKIN BY THE CORPSE FACE KILLA
STAY IN THE SHADE OR THIS BLADE GONNA GET YA
SHIT YOU SAY JUST TRANSLATES NO RHYTHM
YOUR VEINS SAY THEY WANNA TASTE MY VENOM
I CAN FUCK WITH THAT 
SPLIT A FUCK BOI TONGUE IN HALF 
FLOODING DM’S WITH YOUR BUSTED TRACKS 
LETTING US KNOW ALL YALL FUCKIN WACK 
NEVER REACH THE HEIGHTS OF BLOWING UP 
ALL YOU LIL BITCHES CAN HOLD MY NUTS
WHILE I STICK MY DICK IN YOUR HOES GUTS 
MAKE YOUR BITCH TURN YOU TO A CUCK 
THEN POP YOUR SHIT THEN POP THE TRUNK 
THIRTY TWO FANGS AND THEY ALL BITE 
YOU AINT FELT PAIN YALL JUST WANNA RHYME 
NO ROOM IN THIS GAME FOR A HOE TRYNA LIE 
STAY IN THE SHADE YALL AINT EVER GONNA SHINE 
PICK OUT A DAY ILL PICK OUT A KNIFE 
YALL AINT GETTING BUCK 
MANE YALL JUST GETTING FUCKED
LIKE THE HOES YALL ARE TRYNA GET A TASTE OF MY NUTS 
HOE ASS BITCH TRY THE TASTE OF A GUN 
WONT TALK THAT SHIT WHEN YOU FACE WHATS BEGUN

KILLA KILLA W/ ILLUSIONLUNA & DEAD WIZARD [PROD. THORNBEATS]

SkiMaskStickUp - II-X-Khamun (prod. BRU$KIEMANE)

FUCK A MEXICAN TOSTADA ASS BITCH!
NO DESEFRAUDY. "ENEMIES" THAT PFP YOU CORRECT?

NO DESIREE CELESTE LIZETTE ITS STILL FUCK YOU GOTTA GO DIFFERENT ARTISTS. YOU BANNED SPICASS FRAUDY

Late Night Kreep (prod. BRU$KIEMANE)

How They Pushing Peace (Prod.by.Yamaica)

“Locked Down” is an energetic, fast-paced hip-hop track that flips an upbeat melody into a story of relationships that have lost their spark. Each verse offers a different perspective on relationships that were once vibrant, passionate, and full of promise — now reduced to routine, distance, and emotional walls.

It's about loving hard, losing connection, and being caught in a dead relationship that still has you bound — emotionally, mentally, and sometimes physically.

This is the fully mastered studio version, taken from our new album Sixteen Bar, dropping 19/12/2025.
Stream or buy it now on Spotify, YouTube, iTunes, Apple Music, Amazon Music and all major platforms.

Credits:
- Verses written & performed by Mosside, Cazy & ReckoninG.
- Chorus written & performed by Cazy featuring Mosside.
- Mix & Master Engineering by SJ Reid.
- Original instrumental beat created by Drawny.
- Music & licensing by Rujay Torres.

Locked Down

FUCK ANYONE WHO HAS EVER DOUBTED YOU OR DOESNT HAVE YOUR BACK

illfaded: https://soundcloud.com/iamillfaded

Lyrics: 
Blunt guts and no regrets, on my pants and in my chest you know I do this for this for my self I cannot stop it for no stress. Cause I'm movin movin movin hardly movin as your body your body drop i can't help but think about these things that make you call cops. 

I do this shit foreal cause I don't have a mother fucking job. I stay inside my house all alone because I'm fucking lost. I always sit and think about the times we have had before
when I was all fucked up and you helped me up off the floor. 
I ran away hid but now I'm feeling stronger than before.
The Things that you have said to me have stuck in my and more.
Doing things I wish I didn't just stop this pain in me.
When she's all alone she hit me up quite oftenly. 
Its hard to keep on going but the struggle is the key. 
If wana know about it then you gotta ask me. 
Keep on pushing past the bull shit and you will start to see
That all your problems are a myth my g

In The End Does It Really Matter (prod. ILLFADED)

T O O  D E E P

REAL NIGGA SHIT (prod. CURTIS HERON)

Creepy Crawls (feat. Blxckmale)

[Intro: Craig Xen]
Oh, that beat fuckin' smackin', I told him get out back God damn it
Oh God, I said get that motherfucker off my land
I'll hit him with this buckshot, make his brains spread
Send—, sick 'em—, sick the fucking rottweilers out
Get off my lawn boy, I'm on your ass boy
Take that city shit elsewhere

[Verse 1: Craig Xen]
Ayy, boy, I'm mix matching camo, give a fuck about designer
Off in the woods, four wheeler whippin'
Honestly, I could give a fuck what the world mixed up with
Chaos and destruction, stay inside the city with that fuck shit
Country money, acres and catfish inside my lake shit
Step on my property, that buckshot make 'em shape-shift
No, you never welcome on my ranch
If you ain't my fam' then I don't give a damn, nigga, yeah, nigga, bitch

[Verse 2: Wavy Jone$]
Motherfucker foreign, I'm pull up on Kawasaki
Ducked off in the forest, my mouth look like some hockey
She said that she love me, she said that I'm cocky
Real tree camo mix match like a swamp meet
I don't want no bitches, I rather go start a family
Buy a couple acres, you prayin' that God for sanity
For fuck the government, fuck the devil, the reaper plottin' me
But I don't give a fuck 'bout no feelings, just keep up off me, bitch

Craig Xen - The Ranch (Feat. Wavy Jone$)

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