Edgy No-Spread Playlist for NewFags

Produced by: @deademane
vocals by: @istasha

Ninety-Ninety Rule (feat. Istasha)

Features: https://soundcloud.com/twentythree777
https://soundcloud.com/sulphofficial
Cover: https://www.instagram.com/osdbleach/

SAVE ME

SAVE ME FT TWENTYTHREE & SULPH

Stream: https://hypeddit.com/nikkoistasha/fullbody
@istasha

Lyrics:

[NIKKO]
All I need is one shotta
One shotta
Boy, I’m taking one shot 
And I could pop up leave your partner dead
Stick like a broom moppa
Turn to pasta any bastards head
Heard it go boom blaka
Light your block up 
Oughta stay in bed

Feels like the moons talking to me 
Moon walking to this bread 
Not in the mood for no fuckin swoon, chicken headed bitches trynna say they got no bodies 
I doubt it 
Everybody heard of me baby and they know bout my body 
I’m bout it 
Like why you barkin out a V ?
If you ain’t pussy hop out it
I been waiting for a reason to get real fucking violent 
I’m worldwide up now 
In the sky just like God 
I said anybody steppin to it is a fade 
Fuck it rip the head off him 
Cut the legs off him 
Leave him dead 
I heard you fed 
Watch me put a red dot up on your brain 
I’m using lead 
This is not a bread crumb this is a stain 
We not the same 
You the type to act tough I really swing

On-on-one shotta, one shotta 
Boy, I’m taking one shot 
And I could pop up leave your partner dead
Stick like a broom moppa
Turn to pasta any bastards head
Heard it go boom blaka
Light your block up 
Oughta stay in bed

[ Istasha ]
Look at you 
Acting up 
Focus your energy on the rot 
Going down 
I’m Decayed 
No sleep 
On repeat what i main 
Grey 
Look at you 
Acting up 
Focus your energy on the rot
Better off ending my days Independent
Then bending to pressure with teeth 
Don’t blink 
Shut shut 
Optics 
Cut out like weeds 
I Carve em out 
Got tech 
No strings
Duck duck 
Shots down 
No wings I keep on falling out
Everything I take 
Outside my means
Sever the veins
I got my hands they feed 
Cover the pale light 
I’m up 
Taking the weight off my nog 
Now could you let my hand

[NIKKO]
Step out and get collected like it’s Pokémon 
You really dead where you stand if you owe me sum
And if this blade hit his face then his vest mean nothin 
I got a full body tec with a percussion drum 
Give you concussion son 
I bet this blast will make him cough all his cash up 
Always need a lil band in my pocket 
Watchin need to stop it 
Hundred grand on the dotted 
Sign it for me to walk in 
They like damn NIKKO poppin and locking the way he cock it 
Do a dance when he caught it 
Wobble and then he drop dead

FULL BODY

FULL BODY ft. Istasha (prod. Kiraw)

BACK TO BLACK
Produced By: FXCKJAMiE
Mixed & Mastered By: MVZI & FXCKJAMiE
Artwork By: FXCKJAMiE

@mvzi
@fxckyoujamie

LYRICS:

Knock knock, who’s that
It’s me, I’m back to black
I never really left
I just needed to be sad
Pop off, my head
I’m a skeleton that raps
A spooky mother fucker
With a tooly and a gat

I’ve been
Locked in for days
Maybe I’m in a coffin
Hear my bell, It’s ringing out
Can someone get this zombie walking

I’ve got
Blood on my blade
Baby you know I love it
MVZI coming straight from hell
Witches are conjuring my summon

Got me looking for my Frankenstein
Bitch I’m feeling half alive
Another monster waking with a collar
Meds control my mind
I’ll down a bottle, til I waddle, kill my vitals,
Take my life
After tomorrow, I'll be borrowed, by the devil
I'm designed

I don’t blame death
This a life I wasted
Rolled myself a blunt
That I laced, then I faced it
Hallow til my grave bed
Broken bones, you break bread
Praying to a god, that don’t want
What he made then

I’ll keep inking my body
Til I can’t see it no more
I want a witch that’s an artist
So she can make me some clothes
My skin is itching, blood is crawling
From the pins in my coat
I’ve seem to lost all my hope
My life’s been stuck at a low

Never wanna be the blamed
Never wanna see a change
Now you stuck in limbo
In the land that you’ll remain the same
Dependent on the others fame
Sticking like a bloody stain
Looking out the window
Wishing you were in a better place

Knock knock, who’s that
It’s me, I’m back to black
I never really left
I just needed to be sad
Pop off, my head
I’m a skeleton that raps
A spooky mother fucker
With a tooly and a gat

I’ve been
Locked in for days
Maybe I’m in a coffin
Hear my bell, It’s ringing out
Can someone get this zombie walking

I’ve got
Blood on my blade
Baby you know I love it
MVZI coming straight from hell
Witches are conjuring my summon

BACK TO BLACK

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BACK TO BLACK (Prod. FXCKJAMiE)

$UICIDEBOY$ TYPE BEAT “187PLAYAS”

zonedout - POLYMORPHIC TROJAN (prod. phntmzn bR)

produced by @scvmm
remastered by @silver_ghost

lyrics: 

I pull the automatic, so shut the fuck up
bitch wanna talk shit, u get fucked up
dicc on the automatic, I got the clip in it
came with heavy metal, u can get fucked x2

u can get fucked, bitch i get buck 
came with the heavy metal, do my own stunts
yung clips, let em grow up
dump clips off when i get fed up
u a bed bug, I got dead slugs
post up, glock 9 with the red ops
run up on sight when I see you bitch 
misery mobb bitch we make hits

FREE DOWNLOAD

GET FUKKED! [prod. SCVWM]

@KILLEBOV @YUNGHONJA @FABIDHABI @G6TH @PXLSE

2018 K-9 COMING UP NOW, YOU ARE FUCKED NOW!

KILL EBOLA x HXNJV x FABI DHABI x GOTH - ANARCHY! [PROD. PULSE]

Lyrics:
Leave it down to the decimal
Losing count 
It’s identical 
Undefined by my enamel 
Bite the parts I pardon 

I must have fucked up my retina 
I see gallons 
Started dripping down the better part 
Ignite the Progress all Retarded 

Useless guided fuck 
Established 
Handheld 
Dripping down in puddles 
Padding brought the fall 
To an amateur bed 
Restart and crawl 
In a manner you get 

Never withdrawal
Back 
In a gimmick surrounded back draw
Backs
On the Lines that cut off like a call
Backs
Recycle the cause 
All black 

All black when 
I picture my eyelids 
Still manage to find something interesting riding the lines of my cornea 
I’ll keep my distance 
And viewed by recording  
Your process is stored in 20/20 HD 

Bet you still function in groups 
Bet that stays all of my income 
Think you’re the grace of the coup
Ride out the cinema Lincoln

LEAVE IT DOWN TO THE DECIMAL

DXVDXND X KAMASUTRA 9G X FXKUTO-COMBUSTION [PROD.LUCYFXR]

Last project of the year. A new decade is waiting for us. Thank you all for the continuous love & support.
@shadxwevil & @acidmane666

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Lyrics:
TURN YA LIFE INTO HORROR MOVIE
SHIVERS CRAWLIN DOWN YA SPINE
HOMICIDE
MICHAEL WITH THE FUCKIN KNIFE
THUNDER RIPPIN IN THE SKY 
NOW I GOT YA SOUL
ITS MINE
PAINT A PICTURE IN YA MIND
TRIPLE SIX
IT BE THE SIGN
BITCH IM COMING FROM THE DUNGEON
QUICK EATCHU FOR SOME LUNCH
AND I HEAR U THINK U UP TO SOMETHING
BUT YA MUSIC SOUND DISGUSTING 
FARTIN IN THE MIC
FOOL YASELF
THAT SHIT AINT TIGHT
ANGRY CUS U KNO IM RIGHT
YOU FUCKIN SUCK
NO BARS IN SIGHT

187 IS MY WEAPON
IF YOU DIDNT GET THE MESSAGE
BUCKIN EM DOWN
BUCKIN EM DOWN
IF YOU WANNA GET TO STEPPIN
NO U LEARN THE HARD WAY
FUCKIN WITH THE WRONG ONE
REMORSE IS NEVER THOUGHT OF
I REALLY WANT A SAWED OFF
POP U LIKE A SHUVIT
LOOKIN LIKE A SKATER
IM THAT LITTLE MILLER
USED TO LISTEN TO THE RAIDER
STACKING UP ALL THAT SKRILLA
MOVIN PUSHIN LIKE GORILLA
MEET THE GRIM REAPER
PICKING THE FLOW UP 
SOUL SEEKER
MAKIN EM THROW UP
GOLDEN TEACHER
YUH 
IM THE ONE
& I GOT THE GUN
IF U WANNA PLAY FOR FUN
I GUARANTEE YA DONE
AIMING DOWN THE BARREL 
OF MY FUCKIN SHOTGUN
WET IN BLOOD
SECOND LUCK
NO HEART
YOU FUCKED

-EVILMANE

EVILMANE - LITTLE MILLER (PROD. SHADXWEVIL)

I hate myself, here you go

Lyrics:
Okay I 
Boast it ornamental 
Let it cover 
Cus I never set up

I need a severance 
Satan 
Cheat me 
Cus I’m fucking it up 

I need a 
I need a beer 
Ante up my throat 
In solvent 

I need a 
I need a gear 
And I run up out this sorrow

Miles in my back 
I got gross sense of distance 

An Eye resting on my gravel 
Retire as no medusa

I comply 
With a piss 
Drenched in payed sense of bliss 
Ammonia racks 
Attire of shit 
I’m out of discipline 

Lost thoughts 
Hind sight 
Are my eyes in the back now? 

Loss high 
Blind spot
Are my eyes in the back now?

I just need to focus 

Take a second 
Run like cockroaches 
I’m lost in a game 

Display is tearing 
Neat 
No powder 
Out of flour 
Cocaine 

Replace the power 
I’m out 
Running bitch 
Just not in my doubts 
Wish I could see my legs
I’m locked inside a Treadmill

Caught in my bed still 
Thoughts in my head spill 
Wandering service 
I’d rather stay and take the blue pill
Cucked In the closet 
Rust stuck to my bars 
What
Lost and forgotten 
I master problems
Like honest to god

Happy Cyborg

prod @pxlse ft @fenrirprod

lyrics apache:
i got that drum mag in my tec
always ready always strapped
always ready to attack
uk drillers get shanked
got the mandem in the back
i know u just fucking act
all my b's are fucking packed
coming with the strap aye yuh

fuckboy bloodbath 
my tool and ur head
always chasing that bread
ay yuh
yeah my shooters fucking shred
i know that they got my back
paint the floor in chrome red
aye yuh

lyrics fenrir:
Shooting bullets through your head 
Paint the city fucking red
U a bitch u fucking dead and u know im
stacked up on the lead 

Move in the shadows u speak the serpents tounge
Hung from the gallows the last breath from your lung
U say that u got bitches but i bet that u got none
All u do is talk about some shit that you cant fathom

Gun em down 
in broad daylight 
U a fucking clown
All i dislike

FUCKBOY BLOODBATH (FT. FENRIR) [PROD. PULSE]

An older track i remade and re mixed for the time being as i can't record very frequently anymore. 

Lyrics_

I Contort

Its Not Safe To Spin Today, Mr Meat

MERCENARIES UNIVERSEWIDE. ALBUM COMING SOON.

MERCENARIES SHOP IS NOW LIVE! GET SOME MERCH TODAY! - https://mercenaries.bigcartel.com/

LINEUP:
@DISTORTIONTHE1
@SULPHOFFICIAL
@DEPTHSTRIDA
@NAVVVI
@MUGETSU117
@ISTASHA

PRODUCED BY @PRXPVNE
MIXING BY @NAVVVI
ART BY @C3OF, @LENFANTLONDON, @PRXPVNE & @VENTINGPALACE

LYRICS:
[LORD DISTORTION]
Shells from out the weapon on the motherfucking floor
Fucking all equipped we start that mother fucking war
Coming with that action battle everything a sport
Rattle out them shells and he be ducking even more
Savior none he is lost
Bullet thru the semi
Speaking ever so clear
Got that everclear habit
Hold it ever so clear
Boy we bringing up the havoc on whatever your fear

[SULPH]
Put all the things aside.
Mercenaries pushing limits all night
All right, have a seat, hold on tight
You're all just raw
Just some unseasoned shit
Then you screech into the void,
Like some unbelievable bitch
Like....

[CHORUS]X2
Do you hear that siren?
Do you hear the Mercs arriving?
It's not funny, is it?
It's more unsettling, creepy

[DEPTH STRIDA]
Lost in space
Mayday
My ship broke on its way
All your troops
They will faint
Mercenaries till my grave

Load up my blasta
Smoke skunk like a rasta
Hang you with tha force
Ay you gotta call me masta
Its the mando bitch
Fuck your fandom shit
Shoot a laserstrip
Bitch I cannot whiff

Work hard play hard
Ball like a maniac
Ki charge
Depart
Armorbelt
Bullets strap
Tekken shit
Low kick hits
Counterhit
Launch him quick
Till they call me king of iron fist ay fuck yuh

[BRIDGE]X2
Do you hear that siren
In the depth im stridin
Keep it lowkey
Whats beneath
Watch your troops they dying

[NAVVVI]
Sounding every siren in the palace
Now the enemies are riding with a glock and purple masks
Using every tactic just to break up in the side
Equipping to the belt is flashes and a flask
Needles in the arms of every fallen member
Rappers that just speaking thru celebrate broadcasts
Broadcasts
Feel as though everything coming our way once mercs put steps on the floor

[MUGXTSU]
Take me out the farce, hey.
Thats another story.
Pray for your soul, to come with you.
Trapped in a black hole,
You can see shit.
Send the lord , send for help.
May the gods remember about you.
I, pathetic, will be the one left.
Things are about to get a bit hard.
Cosmic death for you.

[LORD DISTORTION]
You ain't get no peace
Pussy you get damned
Bitch we with the fleet
Let me be
Cutting out the competition next to me
Wiping off the dust and you ain't doing nothing credibly
Off of the head no thought to be had
Got a knot in his throat he can't talk it's a fact

[CHORUS]X2
Do you hear that siren?
Do you hear the Mercs arriving?
It's not funny, is it?
It's more unsettling, creepy

[ISTASHA]
Gimme room like territory
I’m in the hummer looking odd with thirty legs you think I can afford it
Gimme rose like ceremony
Shimmy that guess 184 degrees
I test it again cause my next set of ends
Count it, it mess with my sense
See no end I wanna let it up out the gutter
Pretend I’m not dead when I pull up out the covers
Sending me back and I do it
Like given
Youre too late to come in and fuck it
Gimme the comeback I come on the back and I get it again

RED ALERT

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BEATING POLITICIANS TO DEATH WITH HAMMERS

Happy Cyborg

Istasha The Scrub

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