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Prod. @yungmuppy

LYRICS:
hook: 
lil bitch pipe down 
i ain’t gon take shit  
if you keep talking end up a patient
please be quiet
dont make a statement 
we gon riot, death of a nation
rest in piss 
fuck Ronald Reagan
terrorist outta the basement
y’all wanna fuck w me  shit is so blatant 
Im violent impatient 

Bridge:
really wanna burn shit, cut shit, break shit, fuck shit
proceed to the scene with caution 
hate shit when you got no options
make shit  brains off toxins 

you ain’t got money the man gonna auction 
new grip cause the place been rotten 
what’s a pig to a long range carbon
pull up my boot straps I’m gonna stomp shit 

Verse: 

we like the  weeds in the concrete 
we like to shoot at police 
we just aim at there white sheets 
panic and crises 
upping the crime rate like it’s the 90s
upping the crime rate filling the pit with guerllias 
we started speaking , they wanna kill us
cigarettes stains, empty syringes
die for a wage , kill for the riches

kidnap, ransom, break shit , Samson
fuck pigs, bust back, kill shit and sum

phone tap feds on
take shit rents gone 
hit licks fight back
take shit withdrawn 

~Hook again~
~Bridge again~

outro:
hit em in the street 
them sirens ranging 
they go they go they go they go

Rest In Piss Prod. Muppy

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6FEET! W/ SAUSH X ZAYXSZN (PROD. UNDERGROUNDFXCK)

Way below the underground. Welcome to the BlackList.

@jaealaska

Produced by Gullyspit

Lyrics Soon:


Verse 1: @gullyspit
ain’t no safety in the gutter baby
ain’t no home to lock up tight
they might put you in a box
they might leave you outta sight
 if I took away those vices 
ain’t no person left behind 
ain’t no words that you can say
the detonation is alive 
i said it’s 
3 2 1 
the circuit gets connected
the body feels the impact
it’s quickly separated 
a gun at the bodega 
is financial education 
when I see my reflection 
i feel hated 
i feel hate inside my tiny rotten stomach 
when it’s bloated from neglect 
I pull my shit together 
stitched my body to my neck
I’m feeling so expired
more than tired I’m a wreck
but yo girl still tryna come and have my kids
hah
im the tube on your exhaust
leading  straight into the window pane
the metal in your mouth 
when the moneys owed but never came 
im every face that’s ever been plastered on the Carten
the bomb under the bridge 
the business gone to arson 
the prison when it riots
the sick when they start coughing 
the bullet in the chamber 
shit im bodies  in the coffin
the rubber on a spike trap 
the fruits after they rotten
a bastard to my father 
to the state I’m just a toxin
in the state of mind of stuck in 
i say fuck it 
i say run it 
i say bullets need they targets 
just like fingers need they mother fucking puppets
we not talking bout discussion 
when I say run yo pockets 
i need panic when you rummage 
i say fuck it 

Chorus: @gullyspit
we those crack rock Bedouins
rolling through the dunes
smell the fumes 
baby breath it in 
got no money
but got guns under my mattress
way below the underground 
welcome to the blacklist
x2

Verse 2: @Jaealaska
Ain’t no promise for the present so I’m hanging off a precipice
Santa flying over and he’s dropping off the sedatives
Ready when 
Ammo fuel the tank inside the ready whip
Hurry is you getting in?
Bitch we strictly headed where the fetti is
Hit the scene fresher than an addict finally getting clean 
Feel the breeze like it’s cold water mixing Listerine 
Still a fiend 
Want it then I get it all by any means
Triple Beam
Ready any minute like a kid cuisine 
Hit the turf
Smoke a couple smurfs
Then I turn to Kirk 
Simple work 
Breaking down this bitch until it’s middle earth 
Yeah for sure
Weapon with a curse
Feel the handle jerk
Hit the terps 
Then we go berserk
It’s a RED ALERT
Quick report
Then I hit the port 
Like I’m headed north
A L A Sniping with a K
Neva come up short
Took a couple L’s for the heLL 
I was growing bored 
Never get enough just like a fat kid always wanting more
All facade is just what they are 
Keep on playing hard
Play your cards (part) 
They deserve applause 
Piece they faith apart
Get ‘em gone
If you feeling shook, you should pray to god
44
I just let it talk with the safety off


Chorus: @gullyspit
we those crack rock Bedouins
rolling through the dunes
smell the fumes 
baby breath it in 
got no money
but got guns under my mattress
way below the underground 
welcome to the blacklist
x2

Outro:
If a big red devil with big teeth and claws comes to you and tries to squeeze you in its jaws, just light it up and say.....smile

Sludge w/ Jae Alaska

EQU!PMENT !PROD MATHIASTYNER!

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[LYRICS]

overdose and then convulse onto the sofa paramedics check my pulse and I’m colder than Minnesota, I’m the evil type/
play with knifes when I’m sleep deprived, seeing sprits in my crib think i live with a poltergeist/
I’m never nice, the devil couldn’t front the price for soul/
so imma kill beats then prolly take my life when I’m old/
these bad habits got em scared they say I’m outta control/
the 27 club is looking nice from down in my hole/
it’s so tragic/
A-list all plastic/
phony motherfuckers get the blunt and never pass it ‘round/
I stack the cards but always find a way to break em down/
positive gestures always find a way to get me clowned/
so I just take another shot and get to acting out this acid rap is causing casualties around a hundred miles/
I visit studios & leave the artist dead in piles walking out the door I think I’m stepping over harry styles/
one direction how this tool move, it’s clockwise, I tighten up my circle had to remove, bout 5 guys/
don’t be talking if you ain’t on, my eye line, I can’t stand you fools gotta improve my time line, like fine wine, these raps are, had fake friends, got back scars, fuck what these fags thought this real rap don’t act hard/
the facts are, this black car, will blast past, his radar, these piglets, won’t spin shit, we smoke pork like incense, we did it/
you fuckers acting we ain’t get yo attention/
like when a midget visit basketball conventions/
my intentions are the bad type/
I listen to a bimbo talk then hit her wit the bagpipe/
find a tailor get a fitted suit that’s pinstripe, feel like I’m in the mob I got a tommy at my priests wife/
i tell that bitch read from the Bible then I kill her cause I always like to say my grace before I eat my dinner/
real killer/
faces stretched along my lampshade/
handmade, knives in the eyes of the deadweight/
castrate/
every victim thinking they gon get laid/
soul leaves the body, drag my knife across the breastplate/
can’t relate to the populous that got morals we ain’t cordial I’m immortal you peasants flimsy as foil while I’m hitchhiking portals & slaughtering all you mortals I’m a force to be reckoned with/
I drink a 5th then piss gold on yo mothers lips she like it when I swing my dick/
left and right just like a clock she getting hypnotized I’m all up I’m her
mouth but she don’t mind because she’s not alive/
I’m sick and twisted like a suicidal victim who had covid, scalded a ladder took a leap right off the building, and I’m/
hanging out like the noose in ya uncles kitchen boutta take the swing but it’s too loose looks like he failed the mission/
drawing triple 6’s just to piss the Christian’s off, in the back off class putting pentagrams on all the walls/
teacher told my mom that I had something wrong, she laughed it off until I brought a strap to school and wacked em all/

Something Darker FT. LVST [PROD. PREZ SINATRA]

XELISHURT & K.V.N//7Ł - RADAR (Prod. ARYEL)

prod. 19akira
mixed by me

(some lore behind the track for all you lore masters)

been sitting on this song since 5-1-2019. i really liked it but at the time thought the verse coulda been better so i told myself id record a different one but that never happened. so it sat unfinished for 2 years. sometime in 2021 i decided to keep the old verse and add a bridge. i again thought the track could be better so i sat on it. instead of sitting on it for another 3 years im deciding to drop it how it is. any longer and the song wouldnt even be close to the original. its honestly one of the last OG lxxiv tracks i have so its hard to share but here ya go. enjoy

LXXIV - Brink Of Chaos *2019* [PROD. 19AKIRA]

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