ARI ABDUL - BABYDOLL <SPEED>

Johnny Dang

GUTS

vampire

Run yo mouth, (HUH!)
Talk that shit, (BITCH)
Run the streets, (STREETS)
I dump my clip, (POW)
Ghost of the South, (SOUTH)
I'm from the pit, (YUH)
I'm packing heat, (WHAT)
Knife in grip. (WOAW)
(MURDA, MO MURDA MURDA)

I'm the Ghost of the South,
Bustas trynna play me now,
Play me once, 
I'll take you out,
Stick my 12 gauge in yo mouth,
9 mil ammo in my pouch,
I spill yo blood, and chug the Crown,
Running away as I pop rounds,
I know I'm making the devil proud.

Run, Run, from the Ghost,
Wear yo skin just like a coat,
I'm leather face up in my post,
I'm creeping while I slit yo throat,
Execution with my chrome,
Dump my mag Into yo dome,
Yo shit looks bad, the caskets closed,
I collected another soul.

Hoooold up,
Fuck it up,

Bones and blood up in my cup,
Home boy hasn't had enough,
His rotten body in my tub,
I eat his body like some grub,
I flick his ashes off my blunt,
That sad ass Busta had no luck,
Around my block he done got bucked.

Murda, murda on my mind!
I'm grinding for them homicides,
Don't fuck around with Cyanide,
Extinction of the human-kind. (×2)


GHOST OF THE SOUTH (prod. IDUNNOMANE)

Mixing by Schemer
Beat/Instrumental by Hocii 808

MUSIC VIDEO: https://youtu.be/BKzomtJwyyQ

V; THE PLAN (single)

VILLAINZ V: THE PLAN (prod. Hocii 808)

CHROME CASKETZ 2: ARMAGEDDON

Pouya & Terror Reid - VENGEANCE

HAPPY HABITS 3/17/24

Beat/Instrumental by IDUNNOMANE
Mixing by Schemer

Happy Habits

Malfunction (prod. IDUNNOMANE)

Creeping up out the cuts,
On the hunt boutta murder you,
Flicking ash from the blunt,
Bloody footprints from my shoe,
Caught you lacking past curfew,
Camouflaged up with the moon,
Got my knife now What's the move?
556 and 22s,

I'm that killa on the lose,
Change the channel watch the news,
I'm the demon, horns and hooves,
'nother soul that I consume,
Slowly digging up some tombs,
Found yo body dead and nude,
Removed ya face and ya tattoos,
Leave you dead, broke and abused.

Body parts up in my rooms,
Cook em up and make some food,
Spraying bodies with perfume,
Screamin while im bringing doom,
Dead bodies hang out my coup,
Blood is dripping while I cruise,
Thunder of hells eternal boom,
Heard the legend, is it true?

Beg for life and I refuse,
Sick of hearing the excuse,
Cock my Pistol, execute,
Slaughter your bitch of a crew,
Shoot ya family, eat ya goons,
Eat some flesh then i dilute,
Eat it up and leave no clues,
Crunch the bones and break a tooth.

Death of a Cultist

Magestic

LEO ENERGY

(Hook)
Girl I can’t stand it, I cannot manage,
You talkin’ all that shit ‘cause you got the damn advantage,
But never say a word when you standin where I’m standin,
Makin’ up lies, then you gonna throw a tantrum,
I don’t wanna hear it, ‘cause you drippin’ on my canvas,
Spillin’ all my ink, when I’m scribblin’ out the stanzas,
Makin’ up lies, then you gonna throw a tantrum,
Put me in the dirt, I’m gonna turn into a phantom.

(Verse 1)
Wish I would’ve known that I’m never gettin’ closure,
Tellin’ all them lies, then you give me the cold shoulder,
Look me in the eyes tell me keep my composure,
Tell me something stupid that I’m never gettin’ over,
Wish I would’ve known that I could not control her,
But I didn’t know, that you’re never gettin’ sober,
Takin’ all them drugs just to feel a little older,
Heavy on my mind, shit is feelin’ like a boulder, 
Run it back now, i don’t wanna get confused,
‘Cause you’re the one who started to domesticate abuse,
And makin’ me look stupid when I ain’t got the proof,
I ain’t shit to you; tell me something new,
When you put it like that, it is not far from the truth,
All the bullshit and cryin’, and it started with the booze,
Always tryna start fights then you put me in a noose,
Lookin’ back now and I should’ve just refused.

(Hook)
Girl I can’t stand it, I cannot manage,
You talkin’ all that shit ‘cause you got the damn advantage,
But never say a word when you standin where I’m standin,
Makin’ up lies, then you gonna throw a tantrum,
I don’t wanna hear it, ‘cause you drippin’ on my canvas,
Spillin’ all my ink, when I’m scribblin’ out the stanzas,
Makin’ up lies, then you gonna throw a tantrum,
Put me in the dirt, I’m gonna turn into a phantom. (x2)

(Verse 2)
Heart so cold, all my feelings are a mess,
When I fight so hard, leavin’ scars upon my flesh,
In the middle of the night, and I don’t know what’s next,
Got a knife to my ribs, when I flirt around wit death,
Heart so cold, I can even see my breaths,
When I try so hard, there is nothin’ to assess,
‘Cause I’m not about to guess and you’re not worth all the stress.
Tell me why this had to be so fuckin’ complex,
Stuck up in my head, bitch you feelin’ like a Vice,
And I wish I would’ve known that your heart is cold as ice,
‘Cause you tryna tie me down, tryna fuck up my whole life,
And you tellin all my secrets like another bitter lie,
But I love it when I hear you say you’d rather see me die,
‘Cause everything was different, then you started gettin high,
And I couldn’t keep up, so it ended with a fight,
But I was always gonna be just another fuckin guy,

(Hook)
Girl I can’t stand it, I cannot manage,
You talkin’ all that shit ‘cause you got the damn advantage,
But never say a word when you standin where I’m standin,
Makin’ up lies, then you gonna throw a tantrum,
I don’t wanna hear it, ‘cause you drippin’ on my canvas,
Spillin’ all my ink, when I’m scribblin’ out the stanzas,
Makin’ up lies, then you gonna throw a tantrum,
Put me in the dirt, I’m gonna turn into a phantom. (x2)

PHANTOM (Single)

PHANTOM

PHANTOM (prod. V-E)

#VILLAINZ
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PHANTOM (prod. V-E)

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