let the snow begin to melt and the old demons will awake

Patty Wack (prod Jake OHM)

LYRICS:

Undead Ronin:

Stick a gun up in my mouth
I’m saying hey now
Praying to a god that doesn’t listen
That’s okay now
Got a magazine that’s fulla bullets 
Let it spray out
Pay me with your blood
Or yo soul is getting drowned in the ground
Stick a knife up to yo throat
You saying hey now
Praying to a god that doesn’t listen
That’s okay now
Bitch I’m putting pressure on your flesh you wanting out
I’mma count 1, 2 now you dead on yo knees
I’mma bounce

Had a dream that I was taken to the heavens
God is fucking dead and angels rotten eating off him 
Religion is a fallacy
My blades are told in prophecies 
I’m god of death
And god of war
No man can fell this monstrosity 
Magick Kult shit
Rituals of blood bitch
Got a problem with my crew
We breaking bones bitch
Back up back down
You won’t make it out
Split yo fuckin skull
And take yo body down to hell yeah
Spread death spread hate
Till the pain is gone
Spilling blood out on the floor
Until the break of Dawn
Undead undone by the dark sun
Pussy wanna talk talk talk till his brain gone
Wanna fight? wanna die?
Ain’t no way that you reside
I’m a motherfucking monster
With a blade on my side
Poser wanting clout so he gon hit up my line
With a lie on his mind and his brain in my sights

Stick a gun up in my mouth
I’m saying hey now
Praying to a god that doesn’t listen
That’s okay now
Got a magazine that’s fulla bullets 
Let it spray out
Pay me with your blood
Or yo soul is getting drowned in the ground
Stick a knife up to yo throat
You saying hey now
Praying to a god that doesn’t listen
That’s okay now
Bitch I’m putting pressure on your flesh you wanting out
I’mma count 1, 2 now you dead on yo knees
I’mma bounce

SHXLO:



Undead Ronin:

Stick a gun up in my mouth
I’m saying hey now
Praying to a god that doesn’t listen
That’s okay now
Got a magazine that’s fulla bullets 
Let it spray out
Pay me with your blood
Or yo soul is getting drowned in the ground
Stick a knife up to yo throat
You saying hey now
Praying to a god that doesn’t listen
That’s okay now
Bitch I’m putting pressure on your flesh you wanting out
I’mma count 1, 2 now you dead on yo knees
I’mma bounce

RITUALS OF BLOOD (feat. SHXLO) [prod. Undead Ronin]

Pain (prod. Luga)

Istasha x outsiderX - Gene Mods (Prod. Istasha)

lyrics:

I keep my knives on deck
Choppin shit like I'm Miyagi
Couple pistols off the hip
Them bitches stingin like they Ali
Oh that's
Wet
We squeezing blicks off Kawasakis
Keep the stick concealed for sorry, simple niggas tryin to rob me
I'm in godmode
I be servin grief clips
I think I'm Picasso
How I leave his teeth bent
How am I gonna ride slow?
I just wanna speed blitz
Shawty get it poppin, autopilot on her freak shit

And if that nigga wanna dead it, come and find me
Lethal measures if he talkin
Summon up an Autobot
My lethal weapon get to sparkin
Oh that's
Wet!
He not a threat he just a target
Knock him off and stomp him out
He outta breath and outta profit

And I'm rippin the friend of my enemy huh
He dead if he in the vicinity huh
I'm grippin the stick to eliminate
Couple of deaths and my pistol will levitate huh
I drill em, my venom eliminate
Blood on my blade, I be killin to medicate
Outta my way fore your head on my dinner plate
Dug up a grave, I got hoes to incinerate huh

I keep my knives on deck
Choppin shit like I'm Miyagi
Couple pistols off the hip
Them bitches stingin like they Ali
Oh that's
Wet
We squeezing blicks off Kawasakis
Keep the stick concealed for sorry, simple niggas tryin to rob me
I'm in godmode
I be servin grief clips
I think I'm Picasso
How I leave his teeth bent
How am I gonna ride slow?
I just wanna speed blitz
Shawty get it poppin, autopilot on her freak shit

I keep my knives on deck
Choppin shit like I'm Miyagi
Couple pistols off the hip
Them bitches stingin like they Ali
Oh that's
Wet
We squeezing blicks off Kawasakis
Keep the stick concealed for sorry, simple niggas tryin to rob me

out on all platforms

graveyard waltz (prod. adjacen7)

lyrics:

Cryogenic all my pieces
Hollows popping through the chrome
Lava leaking from my body
Probly rotten to the bone
Nah I'm not fuckin with you leeches
Probly caught him at the store
That chopper spit bout 30 rounds
Now watch his body leave his soul

My flow enhancing
That boy just rancid
I told my mans
That my plans is to blow finances
And hella bandses
My tan Sig get so romantic
She got to chanting
And BLAM! bitch
It's underhanded
He lost a damn limb

I'm god again
Paint that wall again
Crank that bat and break his jaw again
So now that motherfucker cannot yawn again
I'm Spartacus
Sending DOOT! DOOT! DOOT! DOOT! through your cardigan
If I don't get what's mine then I might let these hollows off again, and...

Put a cap in his ass
Feel the wrath
I'ma drag to the back of house
Put a stack on X'ing him out
If a man wanna fuck with mine
Laugh at him now
Hit a nigga, put a rag in his mouth
I don't really think of asking twice
Blast and I'm out, what a god damn ass of a clown
Cut a fucker then I dug a ditch
Cuz I never knew another motherfucker
Wanna gut a motherfucker much as Rezzy
I'm in love with this

Cryogenic all my pieces
Hollows popping through the chrome
Lava leaking from my body
Probly rotten to the bone
Nah I'm not fuckin with you leeches
Probly caught him at the store
That chopper spit bout 30 rounds
Now watch his body leave his soul

My flow enhancing
That boy just rancid
I told my mans
That my plans is to blow finances
And hella bandses
My tan Sig get so romantic
She got to chanting
And BLAM! bitch
It's underhanded
He lost a damn limb

I'm god again
Paint that wall again
Crank that bat and break his jaw again
So now that motherfucker cannot yawn again
I'm Spartacus
Sending DOOT! DOOT! DOOT! DOOT! through your cardigan
If I don't get what's mine then I might let these hollows off again, and...

a cold day in hell (prod. adjacen7)

NOT ENOUGH MANA

Lyrics_


Crystal ball im plain
vain
black blood 
youll be the meth to me im bored to fuck

sightseeing necessities
step up in your gut
fantasies like an oracle 
hypochlorite duct

the bleach stains they drip

well take it back t
to burn their ghosts
white lies so cold like snow
no light no wind
tight rope
walk aimlessly on vacant streets no place i call home

taint the waters and go pierce the veil
in black garden of gallows when pet snails invade
youll be the map to my grave when you provide the direction 
i never did know
into fire
youre watching me burn till we starve the supply


hook again nerds

Shedding Aiko

Jungle Puppy

@istasha
Stream: https://biglink.to/eNE5

Lyrics:

[Istasha]
Better not drop my name
We don't even see
Eye to eye
So keep that out your face
Out your mind
A change
Sever the ties just like it's nothing
Pull me down
Degrade
Crop me out the frame
So fuck it
I could call that shift my grave but
Bitch I'm on another plane

Whole lotta fraud
What I mean
We're still counterfeit
Hope they still got it like Disease
Just like the god I'd be
Go like a dog with the leash, stay obeying me
Blackout in the forest with the trees, i'm feeling fine
I'm fuckin crawled up tucked in a tub
Digesting the blood
Peeling running out the window
But this shit ain't a cut
Smoke trails
Till i'm on new waves
Underwater still covered
I kick a bucket out of ways
Then I run that shit again
I make her back it up
'Til I hit the end
I fill a single duct
I'm breathing in
You think of a fuck I give
I got an end to my plans

[NIKKO]
Outcast I have been a misfit
Waistband its holding up this dick
Big bands my wallet don't do shit
Quick hands, I instantly hoe jit's
Visibly bone chip bad
Crazy
We got em mad, hate me
None of my gats ever had safeties
We popping mags, say cheese
Cause we bouta shoot up your party
No lo siento lil buddy
No mas momentos
I body bag your kinfolk on god
I'm not from round here
I show up they get found dead
I could smoke 'em like a pot head
And I know why they thots stare
Cause when I walk in
They wanna bounce it on me
I'm big don't wanna compare accounts lil homie
For every one on you I got a couple thousand on me
And everybody know you pussy just announce it bro
You got extra holes in your body
My flow water, holy, I'm godly
Oh my god like get these hoes off me
I'm outside I know they all watching
And I know they don't want get hit this optic
Heat on me, not in the tropics
Whip fast they not gonna stop shit
Dick in her body narcotic, she go psychotic for it
Sad
And these bitches used to laugh at it
Now they see me and get asthmatic
Quarantine me, need a hazmat suit
Cause I can't take the fake unless it's bitches ass shaking
And overweight is great as long as it's a check balance
No mistaking, i'm in your house
Invasion baby, came for the taking
And no god no hero cape can save your ass from it

EXILADA

EXILADA w/ Istasha (prod. Istasha)

DIRT w/ Lil 6ixxx

Lyrics:

Straight line acting
Vector tactics 
Amnesia 
Blackened retrospective 
An eye for an eye 
The debt corrected 
Your life for a life like contraceptive 

Go separate me out of the pack 
I distillate 
This ain’t worse than what I give back 
Reciprocate 
Tachyon like the speed when I dash 
A swift decay
Always left for death 
never pick a day 
Can’t stand all the 

Pressure on 
Put it on o the bone on the off switch 
Discoloured wishing this collar would pop bitch 
Unless you wanna migrate imma pause on the topic
Risk all I give you my maw then go toxic 

Get bout the Chems 
I don’t care to 
Get up out the stain 
lm Like the cleaner gon Wipe the metal fuck decay 
I will stay solo Beneath the clouds of what i crave 
Corroded the covers decoded 
water rot the way 

Wasting away with the corset on
By how I Shoot it like rain from my gore tex gun

Shedding Aiko

Istasha The Scrub

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