Feature: https://soundcloud.com/distortionthe1
Prod: https://soundcloud.com/stvrfire
Cover: https://www.instagram.com/melcfx/

Lyrics: 
Yuh Got the motherfucking team bitch
Pull up at your house cuz were all some fucking fiends bitch 
Since a child we been livin broken dreams rich 
Shooting sharp add a hole right through your head bitch 

Gang gang only fuckin gang aye
Bang bang fill you up with lead aye
gang gang only fucking gang aye
all these pussys gonna fall of the ledge mane

In the bando cooking meth 
In the shadows of death 
Druggies in the den 
shooting needles again 
Go and get your fucking friends 
You'll never smile again 
Youre not safe inside your kevlar 
You dont fuck with Fen 

Busy hours in the day 
But we're fucked up 
Putting shit inside our veins 
But we topped off 
We the kings of this shit 
Youre a knock off 
And youre scared of the clique 
so you drop off

Lord Distortion:

Fiends

Fiends FT Lord Distortion (Prod.Stvrfire)

[Prod.ELE]
Mix & Master [ELE]
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@navvvi
soundcloud.com/navvvi/tracks
www.instagram.com/_navvvi_/
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(Cover)
https://soundcloud.com/zyrom
https://www.instagram.com/prodzyrom/
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[ELE]
who making bangers since he is thirteen
who is the coldest motherfucker in this scene 
who is always there to smoke some from the green 
who might burn your house with fucking gasoline 

drugs make me feel good
smoking on my backwood
body  is too high
my mouth is like the pussy 
from you bitch to dry
blow a nice smell to the sky
i see rats everywhere nearby
end what you start
you feelin smart
tear your heart out of
your chest i call that fucking art
damn you fucking shithead
i see all the shit you spread
im a fucking threat 
you gonna need a med
maybe you gonna be dead
i wanna see the floor red
i remember everything 
you bitch said
shootin bullets right
trough your head
then i go to fucking bed

who making bangers since he is thirteen
who is the coldest motherfucker in this scene 
who is always there to smoke some from the green 
who might burn your house with fucking gasoline 

[nAvvvi]
breathing toxic air
living like i swear
look at how the issues crumble in the sighting of a wall
if you seen it all so clear, woulda fire like petrol
and i pull out the blade, i ain't talking knives today
i be talking bout the fate that you carry in ya main
bet you talking all the influence from same old groups
whats it called?
spider gang?
mercenaries?
3. 5. 9. would be frowning down yo spine
if you really had the grind then you'd be swimming in the brine
trick.
son i got it before you even knew it.
son i had it before you even grew it.
you think i got this way from a random deck of cards?
artists acting like they on stage for dancing with the stars
well let me tell you one thing, america aint got talent
now do me a favor and remain silent.
thanks.

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Who (ft.nAvvvi)

i might not breathe 
bring out the hatred 
and devil in me 
bitch 
closing my teeth 
silence is more than just 
blanketing me 
fuck 
stuck underneath 
underground? i been stuck underneath 
bent my back for people smaller than me 
and you broke that trust
now you're bothering me 

now 
when it begins 
i might stomp and stab a couple of ribs 
i might grab and dip a couple of twigs
and ill paint that brain on the hood of the whip 
it's the clearest day for a puddle of piss if a pebble falls will it roll to the rock 
talking like the fucking cream of the crop 
is a sentence to death like a rat to a hawk 

now ill say this again 
first you must suffer to reign among men 
i cannot finish what never commenced 
to the start of the life 
to the brink of my death 
the chain of my youth 
felt so alone with nobody to soothe 
another stone thrown 
to the unlucky few 
that had nothing to eat 
that had nowhere to puke 


look 
down 
look down 
down 


just look down
little suffering for nobody now 


to the television 
to the public vision 
to the fucking prisons 
who the fuck is kidding 
you people get convicted 
like a competition 
like incompetence is in your fucking mission 
with that low ambition 
blame it on conditions 
that silver spoon is saying something different

REIGN [PROD. SUNI VEGA]

My head is spinnin' out this fuckin' cage
I'm hopin', countin' till the days you leave this fuckin' place
I got no tolerance for bullshit, fuck up out my face
You pussy bitch, go eat a dick and sip the pain away

I sit and bitch about this bullshit to a fuckin' mic
I spent the worst years of my life just tryna' sleep at night
You ain't no help, you fuckin' prick, you made up half the fright
I'd put this pipe right to my dome if I ain't have to fight

And how you talkin' like you know shit?
You stupid bitch, you fuckin' lost it, we all knows it
And keep your hands up to yourself
Lay a finger on me bitch, I'll send you straight to hell

And you just talk that tough
Speakin' demon shit like you been through the fuckin' rough
You don't know shit punk
But sittin' in a kitchen gettin' slumped for fuckin' months

My whole life you been sendin' it, got me fucked up
Throwin' threats around like you think you can touch up
Put a hand upon us and I'll send the dust up
I'on give a fuck about issues I'm fuckin' done punk

The way you speak my fuckin' name
Got me runnin' ropes around my neck to motherfuckin' swing
And still you think this shit's okay
Watch me blow my cap and make it back and still you'll fuckin' sing

SCUM

VP4L - KXNG X LEPRO$Y [PROD. BYERMASHOV]

Down Badd

@endoindigo
@navvvi
https://soundcloud.com/prodskami

She Don't Like You For Your Opinions, Only The New Gucci Fanny Pack /w Indigoendo (prod. skami)

prod. @lunartalk

It feels good to float face down...


I'm on that new nice,

gimme that neck bite,

feeling like shit, right,

bring me that hit, aye aye,

I'm in the psyche, zone,

feeling like yikes, woah,

feeding my parano... 

giddy gon get some more,

I'm on that vision quest, heavy chest, neverland, bodybag ooh ooh,

you cannot see what I do, do,

I do not fuck with the truth, turth,

I write my own set of rules that I break,

all up in smoke like a witch on the stake,

dead in the street with the dialated grin,

and I wake up and do it again and again.



It feels good to float face down...



this is no way for a king to think,

wake up and make the kaching kaching,

ring ring, when that phone go,

and I'm dying all again like, oh no,

and I don't know why the fuck is it,

don't really know, but I must get it,

don't wanna go but I must hit it,

whipping out my phone let the dust settle,

I'm a bad man who got worse habbits,

give a little get a little and I'm back at it,

it's a riddle with no symbolism have at it,

when I finally OD just a sick addict,

with a ripped jacket, no fucks,

all my freinds downtown they got no luck,

am I just like them with no life left?

or should I just let go take a last breath...

Float Face Down (prod. lunarvision)

747 Superflex

Waiting in a situation is sometimes the best option.
prod. @zeer0xx

Lyrics:
Take away the message that you pussies gonna wanna here
Got me feeling weak that extra credit don't mean nothing here
Reaching for that cannon
After downing me a couple beers
Resolve his fucking issue if he talking we ain't wanna hear

These Spoiled brats
Lurking in my feed
To fucking steal my bag
Really sad
Make yourself a target
Just to take it back

Really trash
Huffin on tha glue from out the paper bag
Face is trashed
Brain up in the freezer like he paid the lab

Cryo ass
Ice inside his head and not his face or hand
Faking flash
see that shit is deeper than he make it act

Okay yeah

Push up
Hit like a school bus
Fuck with my set
We get fresh
Like a new cut

If he wanna bet
we gon clip
like a coupon

New fucking flow
we ain't worried bout a used one

Breaking up the path ain't been feeling shit since last time
Flesh is feeling flaky I can peel it from my back right
Lots of fucking evidence they turning on the black light
Lacking in the cut he getting put inside a bag, tight

SCUM

COMA6