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PRODUCED AND FEATURING THE BIG MAN HIMESELF @DEPTHSTRIDA

Lyrics:

Depth Strida:

Bitch you’ll flow like a pack
Lookin like a dirty rat
I’m just here to get rich 
uh huh
I wanna smoke on the pack
I wanna roll with the gat 
Let me set up your whole fuckin clique
Uh huh
One breath I go stealth
My blade beside of me’s myself
My berrett is never gon miss
Uh huh
Put some knife through yo chest
And yo eyes states the past
Make your soul fade away real swift
Uh huh

NO IM NOT SURPRISED 
BITCH IM BOUTTA PUT YOUR LIGHTS OUT
THIS AINT NO BASEBALL
BITCH YOU WONT GET NO TIME OUT
DISARM HIS WEAPON AND IM PULLING
THE MAG OUT
YOU WONT STAND A CHANCE
THERES NO WAY HE CAN BREAK OUT
SOLDIERS MOVING FORWARD
AND IM FIGHTING MY WAY THROUGH IT

Undead Ronin:

I’m fucked up 
With that blade
Fucked up
Pull the pistol out my pocket
Leave you real fucked up
Sig Sauer wit extendo 
Leaking from the bullet holes
Never fuck around with Ronin
Strida leave you dead 
Nobody gon come and then play
Throw down yo hand
Man my hand is insane
Ace up my sleeve with a king and a queen
Ain’t no king here but me 
Got no queen lemme see
Yeah hoe
Wanna play with a god leave you free
Free from yo body no physical chi
Blocking yo chakras and sever connections
No stepping to me man
You gotta do better than that

You dishonor what was sacred
Plunge that blade into your gut
Yeah the mask around my face
Is all you see before you cut 
Rip away 
let it drain
Mercenaries bring the pain
Yeah bitch they raining on these pussies
RIP AND TEAR CAUSE IMMA SLAY

TAKE YO EYES
VISION TURNING BLACK NOW
FADE TO GREY
BLEEDING FROM THE FACE NOW
I AM ALONE
SHOW RESPECT TO ME
YOU AINT GONNA FIGHT
YOU AINT A THING TO ME

Stop the drama
Better stop the plight 
Fuck
I wanna catch you in my sight

STOP
TALKING BOUT ME
GET OUT MY LANE
FUCK OUT MY FACE
RIGHT NOW
I’M ON EDGE TODAY
ONE MORE FUCKING THING
I’M FILLING VACANT GRAVES
DON’T CARE IF I LIVE OR DIE
COMING AND FUCKING UP PEOPLE
WHO NEVER GON LEARN THE WAY

Depth Strida:

He don’t know that he don’t want no beef wit me
He don’t know I really smite so easily
So I bump into him and take his phone with me
Mercenaries have the rope and we be calling bitch

SIG SAUERS

SIG SAUERS (feat. Depth Strida) [prod. DEVILJIN]

Lyrics:

Everybody taking like they know me
I laugh cause they don’t know shit
I been to the crypt I know what it felt like
Watching as my soul drifted
That Dead man soul stitched back to my body
All of these hoes counterfeit
Imma warlock don’t knock
Imma come back Colt mag load you shot

All of you talking like I do not know
I see you on Instagram Twitter fo’sho
Try to dig deep on me 
Can’t find a thing bout me
Ghosted the internet
Show at yo door
Hop on a plane, no
If you wanna throw down
Come to my show
Oh no it’s the hoe talking shit bro
I got way to many people who want my smoke
Toke this shade bro
Overthrow the scene with my team
Ain’t nobody step to the Harakiri 
Outgrow beef ain’t got time inbetween 
What you want
What you need
Come to me and you’ll see
Sipping caffeine with my dine in cuisine 
People telling me I’m like a machine 
Knocking out tracks cause It’s all that I need
All of you struggling
Couldn’t be me

DEAD MAN

DEAD MAN [prod. Nightrd]

SEWN FACE FT. YAUX [PROD. $TRANDED]

lyrics

THESE PUSSIES TALKIN SHIT BUT I KNOW THEY A FUCKING VICTIM
FINGERS ON YO BONES LITTLE BITCH IM BOUTTA RIP EM
OUT YO FLESH
LIL BOY HE TALKIN BIG HE BETTER PUFF OUT HIS CHEST
THEY HATE YOU CAUSE THEY KNOWIN IM THE BEST LIKE
GOT MY FUCKIN NAME ON YO MAIN BITCHES TITS
I BEEN WALKIN WITH A LIMP BECAUSE THE SIZE OF MY STICK
I BEEN BUILDIN UP THE UNDERGROUND IM LAYIN DOWN SOME BRICK
YOU BEEN SITTIN SUFOCATIN CAUSE YO THROAT IS FULL OF DICK
LIKE
little daddy dom been finger blastin all his sugar babies
imma take my clip and imma send them all to hades uh
fuckin up another pack of og kush incinerate it 
i might quit this rappin is it worth it? is it worth it?

PUSSIES ALWAYS DOXIN NEVER SEEIN THEM AROUND
I DARE A PUSSY HACKER TRY ME IMMA PUTTEM IN THE GROUND
EMPTY 80 BULLETS AT HIS MELON FEELIN LIKE GUNGRAVE
STOMPINNIN HIS HEAD I LEAVE A PUSSY BOY CONCAVED
JUMPIN ON HIS BODY LIKE HIS SHIT WAS IN A RAVE UH
CRACKIN ON HIS NECK IF HE BE USIN MY DEADNAME YUH
all these rappers lame, all these rappers lame

THESE PUSSIES TALKIN SHIT BUT I KNOW THEY A FUCKING VICTIM
FINGERS ON YO BONES LITTLE BITCH IM BOUTTA RIP EM
OUT YO FLESH
LIL BOY HE TALKIN BIG HE BETTER PUFF OUT HIS CHEST
THEY HATE YOU CAUSE THEY KNOWIN IM THE BEST 
SIPPIN ON A MONSTER N SMOKIN ON A BLUNT UH
GOTTA RAPPER BODY IN THAT HONDA CIVIC TRUNK UH
RAVE SHIT, NO LAME SHIT, CARVIN OUT MY NAME BITCH
I CANT STAND A PUSSY WHO GONN FUCK ROUND WITH MY PAYMENT

rave (prod. sxzu)

written / performed by @blckbrds, @salivagrey
produced by @gullyspit
engineered by @tumaggz, Saliva Grey
cover by Blckbrd

BULLETHELL (w/ Saliva Grey)

Bone Fever (Prod. Netuh)

WHEN THE TEMPATURE DROPS
THEN YOUR LIFE WILL TOO.
instagram.com/rejectedreyna
instagram.com/fl0wr_

lyrics:
genius.com/Rejectedreyna-indrid-cold-lyrics

INDRID COLD [prod. FLOWR]

produced by @frxsttt
mix, master and feature by @gorejit

SPOTIFY

PARALYSIS FT. GOREJIT (PROD. FROSTTT)

GXNER:
IG: www.instagram.com/yxuragxner/
Spotify: open.spotify.com/artist/0NUH2RWvdkFdWSnv8iD3VW
Twitter: twitter.com/yxuragxner

Twentythree (@twentythree777):
IG: www.instagram.com/twentythree.xx/
Spotify: open.spotify.com/artist/1J6ppTy8B…wPQPiWYlAlsZonHA

$TRANDED (@strandead)
IG: www.instagram.com/strandead36/
Spotify: open.spotify.com/artist/3AFAHn97p…MtQXSB8Oz75You0Q

(art by @heptaknot)

LYRICS:
Twentythree:
Follow the steps, I'm losing my head
Never the same and I'm all out of breath
Never had time for the talk and the rest
I need my space, hollow the end
Save all the talking, hoping they send
You could get with a hollow instead
Never had time for the test, stay with some distance it fits for the best
Stay with a razor, aim for the face
Really I'm leaving a hole in my brain
Never gonna change, forever the same
I'm hearing voices that take me away
Take me away, take me away, take me away
Wait for the pain, find me I'm sleeping inside of a grave

Gxner:
And hoe I can not handle this my brain blow on the dry wall
Imma stomp his head I got his teeth all on the sidewalk
Shawty suck my meat up like her fangs be from a python
And this recoil broke my shoulder, she ain't got nothing to cry on
Hold on stepping out the door
He be rotting under boards
I be swerving out my lane, turn my coffin to a porsche
Imma kick your homies teeth in, now there's blood all on my floor
Shawty asking where my meat is? Eat it up like carnivore
I lean over the tower contemplating do I jump
And when I hit the ground the pavement coated with my guts
And if somebody stop me then I do not care enough
Imma sever up my body just a carcass in the dump
Imma post that hoe on Liveleak, now she going viral
Mental health is fading, slipping in a spiral
Back an forth I'm facing, looking down with my pole
With me there's no safety, removing your spinal
Imma step down from the concrete
Shawty use her brain, lil hoe feeling like a zombie
Bullets hit his face I'm not talkin no bukkake
And I don't got no time for no underground n^zi

VERTEBRAE (FEAT. TWENTYTHREE) (PROD. $TRANDED)

Prod. Troy 2k
lyrics:
lighting blunts in a whip thats tinted fucking up my vision still i see no limit

competition is just non existent posted in the shadows a place u cant visit

leave em missin all these locals wishin they could catch to me but i leave em winded

fake ass rappers i am not befriending fuck all that pretending imma keep it distant

sleepin on me like i do not exist never felt love i dont know what that is 20 tracks on yo tape you still aint sayin shit i could end yo career with a blunt on my lip smoke in my lungs at the top where sit above all that fuck shit y'all interested in these rappers so wack dont know where to begin i know no one would care if you ain’t drop again 

lyrically you can’t compete just stop my g you wasting beats 

no i won’t do shit for free you want a verse then pay that fee 

pussy wanna be like me you don’t possess my energy 

no sympathy for enemies i know they dream bout ending me

Sanctuary prod. Troy2k

(SVDI)
I might grab the .44
Aiming at your fucking dome
Chopping on the flesh and bone
Video of it on my mothafucking iPhone
Stupid bitch
I told the bitch
I’ll rape the bitch
Keep on screaming
Yeah that’s my hoe
Ima take her soul
Ima break her down
Ima eat her whole
Ate her brains 
All I need to know 
I don’t give a fuck
Pull up in a armored truck
Screaming ten-hut
Ima let the soldiers go
720s with the butterfly door
Catch me speeding down the road
Smoke not from the tires but it from the blunt
Ash it in her cunt
Got me faded 
And I’m Ready to buck 
Ready to fuck
Ready Bust inside her gut
Body inside my trunk
Drive it in the flood 
Till I’ve sunk
Floating to the top 
Ima rot

(LIN)
driving down the 405
129 in the SI
and divz drank a fifth of mine
so he cant really see the lines
fuck it we'll just crash the whip 
suck it once i bust thats it
4 years of this same bullshit but you know its still fuck a bitch
lames 
all up in my face
talking like they know me only cause they know my name
dang
i cant feel a thang
so its fuck your whole life think i give a fuck about you mane
you tryna die tonight? no
so get the fuck off my road 
stay in your lane you fucken hoe
she wanna fuck me real slow 
but I'm gon choke the dumb hoe
take her breath and her soul
he got insomnia
so he come to me to put him to sleep 
you fucking bitch i'll make your momma weep
this is BC
we don't play none of that
drag you to the sea
down you like a six pack 
leave you fucking flat

Move Slow (prod. Nicasso)

everything hurts (prod. pharmacy)

Witchouse 40k - HOBGOBLIN (2022)
Produced by: GHXST x ³³marrow)
Mixed by: ³³marrow

MUSIC VIDEO:
https://youtu.be/Z0J5T4b9hn0

Lyrics:
—
(Hook)
8 legs, zombie walking, now I’m talkin with the crows
Cemetery, tip toeing, hoppin over bones
Forty feelin cold, no heart, see the hole
Tryna pick up all the pieces, pick the petal off the rose
Came from Betty Crocker, now I cook it on the stove
like that
40 out the bottom, kickin doors like that
Roof
I lay your teeth on the road, stomp it and take out your soul

8 legs, zombie walking, now I’m talkin with the crows
Cemetery, tip toeing, hoppin over bones
Forty feelin cold, no heart, see the hole
Tryna pick up all the pieces, pick the petal off the rose
Came from Betty Crocker, now I cook it on the stove
like that
40 out the bottom, kickin doors like that
Roof
I lay your teeth on the road, stomp it and take out your soul

(Verse)
Forty always feenin, I'm a demon out the box
Devil up on my shoulder, leave em coughing till they rot
Pullup Im gon bring the problem to the muhfuckin block
New strap with a dot, run up on em he get knocked

Pullup wit a glock, bump stock for the ops
Real talk, muhfucka, bullets take away his thoughts
Actin so soft, so I had to cut em off, got the mind up on the money I could never take a loss

Forty alone, where they at
Glock on my body, no rats and 
I bag em, no cap cap cap
yuh
Slasher his clique, he ain’t bout that
Holes in his lung make em gasp
Nova they back, burn em up like the sun
We gon run through they home, cuz I came up from nuttin 
Broke out the bottom, was raised on the run, I won’t ever look back, all my scars turning numb

Police on me, run off like a rabbit, im gon eat it flush it, here you want it? Have it.
Flip the mattress, ion know what happened? "No your honor sorry, I got sober habits" 
Witchy lurkin, all these artist actin, I came out the dungeon, got my mamas baggage
Bring out the ghosts from his past, hold a grudge like a movie, I’m creepin all up in his attic

I got a gun, Lil forty gon run up, I’m charged like a battery bout all the static
I see his chain I’m gon grab it, I’m upping his budget, he broke like he pay me in taxes
Bitch try and play me, I nut on her face and I call up and tell all her exes she average
I got a Glock with a scope, put a shot through your throat, leave em coughing up heat like a dragon

(Hook)
8 legs, zombie walking, now I’m talkin with the crows
Cemetery, tip toeing, hoppin over bones
Forty feelin cold, no heart, see the hole
Tryna pick up all the pieces, pick the petal off the rose
Came from Betty Crocker, now I cook it on the stove
like that
40 out the bottom, kickin doors like that
Roof
I lay your teeth on the road, stomp it and take out your soul

8 legs, zombie walking, now I’m talkin with the crows
Cemetery, tip toeing, hoppin over bones
Forty feelin cold, no heart, see the hole
Tryna pick up all the pieces, pick the petal off the rose
Came from Betty Crocker, now I cook it on the stove
like that
40 out the bottom, kickin doors like that
Roof
I lay your teeth on the road, stomp it and take out your soul

Roof Roof

HOBGOBLIN (prod. GHXST x ³³marrow) (Video in Desc.)

New song with the homie @depthstrida
Like and repost if u fuck with the song
And listen to it on spotify for way better quality!

Lyrics:

Got a new blade
And it's made from fucking ebony
Cut your fucking throat pussy
I ain't got no empathy
My bitch is so bad
Blurred lines call her "Emily"
Bitch we go for headshots
Make that pussy look like Kennedy
Got a new blade
And it's made from fucking ebony
Cut your fucking throat pussy
I ain't got no empathy
My bitch is so bad
Blurred lines call her "Emily"
Bitch we go for headshots
Make that pussy look like Kennedy

Got that desert eagle bitch i'm fucking loaded
Pulling up with kaiser
All i see is bodys rolling
Swing the blade with exalt like a Ronin
Stun him from the back take the dogtags of opponents

It's the merc that just robbed the money out your purse
It's the same guy you knew  used to look like a nerd
Now I count on these racks leave a tip for the hurt
I just can't get enough and i know it's absurd
Never catch me lacking man
Play this shit too easy
Fuck I feel like i'm in tekken
Man I might pull up with that stick
And i'm not talking about arcades
Shady looking tech wear
You think that we in a weird state

Got a new blade
And it's made from fucking ebony
Cut your fucking throat pussy
I ain't got no empathy
My bitch is so bad
Blurred lines call her "Emily"
Bitch we go for headshots
Make that pussy look like Kennedy
Got a new blade
And it's made from fucking ebony
Cut your fucking throat pussy
I ain't got no empathy
My bitch is so bad
Blurred lines call her "Emily"
Bitch we go for headshots
Make that pussy look like Kennedy

Bitch don't hit my line if your not talking bout some big racks
Bitch I wear designer from japan ye thats a big flex
All these fucking people on my dick but I don't care bro
Steal your fucking bitch I think it's funny but he mad though
Bitch im on my way
In the bay
Ye we fuck him up
Test me I got blades
Everyday
Stack my money up
Pour it in my cup
And I sip
Till I pass out
Fucked up in my crib
And she licks
Till I pass out

Kiraw - No Empathy ft. Depth Strida | prod. Kaiser

Qualitech (Prod. Mikey The Magician)

Head Straight (Prod. MTM & Flexatelli)

Way Back (Prod. Mikey The Magician)

DOWNLOAD HERE: https://beardedlegend.bandcamp.com/album/garmonbozia

FALLING DOWN (prod. CALEB SCALZO)

https://G59Records.com

[Verse I: Yung Christ]

took one to the dome
home alone
i can't turn a stone without some bones creeping up out of my clothes
jonesing, fiending, itching, shaking
mentally unstable
no cable
just some white noise inside my head
and that ain't no wrap sheet but i regret instead 
days of me and cherry working out the mother fucking shed to get up out of my toxic bed
forsaken the first born
and watch the rest fall at glance
wishes of me changing my past
never had a fighting chance

[Hook: Yung Plague]

leave me alone
leave me alone
leave me alone
when i die i want a mural painted of me
leave me alone

[Verse II: Yung Plague]

when I die I want a mural painted of me
if I'm lucky, they'll pick a building that's really fucking ugly
paint me puking
pain't me fucking
paint a halo right above me
even if they tear the building down, Yung Plague will be scattered around
let out the hounds while I'm stepping in your fucking town
always surrounded by the fucking walking dead of clout
tryna catch a breath
always trying not to fucking drown
ashes to ashes I'll turn to dust before I join the crowd

[Hook]

Live Fast, Die Whenever

$UICIDEBOY$ x TRAVIS BARKER - INDIVIDUALITY WAS SO LAST YEAR (FEAT. MUNKY)

https://G59Records.com

[Verse I: Oddy Nuff]

Lasting longer than a prison sentence
Oddy Nuff stay reinventing
reinvented demon presence
now my presence deemed offensive
pull up in front the entrance screaming "Someone grant my death wish!
I don't get this fucking life
bitches make my head itch
haven't slept a wink all fucking night
trying to win by losing twice
I can't pick one soothing vice cause I'm a heathen hooked for life
refuse advice
choose $UICIDE
Grey *59 is you and I
we must stay unified
we've always been the losing side

[Verse II: Slick Sloth]

Lucifer coming straight out of hell
slow down
Slickity Sloth that butterfly turning back to a moth
woah now
stay depressed suicidal
homicidal and such
so fuck off and don't ask me about no fucking drugs
who else wouldn't try to numb up?
fuck rap
fuck money
fuck all your companies
take the strap - reload
now death is my company
no more people who judging me
old fake ass industry
now peace is my company
slick sloth is six feet deep

$UICIDEBOY$ x TRAVIS BARKER - SOUR GRAPES

VIDEO: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=165Jdjqamo0

FT. ERIC NORTH, JOHNNASCUS, HMK, BLCKK, BMG
FT. ALDIBS FROM WENDIGO, LiL CUBENSiS, ROYALTY THE KIDD
FT. AFOURTEEN

LYRICS:
https://genius.com/Lil-darkie-methhead-freestyle-lyrics

METHHEAD FREESTYLE (FT. ERIC NORTH, JOHNNASCUS, HMK, BLCKK, BMG) (PROD. WENDIGO)

PROD. NO NAME PLUG
ARTWORK BY: UNDEAD RONIN
Engineering: @PRODJORDANJAY

LYRICS:

[8corpses]:

12 threatened me 
with a warrant 
Fuck a tyrant
So I said I applaud
Micah Johnson
asked if 
if they preferred glazed donuts 
Make the bullets fly like a hornet
Spray ya body up like antiperspirant 
Swiss cheese your organs 
All y’all mothafuckas are so borin
nothing important 
If I see ya on tha block 
Turn your body to some chalk
Make ya 
Kiss my glock
It’s goodbye 
Imma hit a lick 
on ya fucking life 
No lie 
Entry wound in your head 
 lookin like a third eye 
Not even God 
can stop your demise 
BETTER CALL THE CLERGY
READ YOU 
YOUR LAST RITES 

[YVNCC]:
only come around for donations
Jus feelin like im really gon break shit
I said Listen baby im angry
Doe I Kno another mf wan say shit 

Feelin. Stuffy all in my lungs
Im gon snap dat bih jus for fun
Tell dat scalawag be done
Yo business over here bruh

Dealt with skeletons in my closet now ima grind em up
If u lookin funny for that reason ima crack ya bruh
I was inna drive thru debating cheese with my fav
Lately I been thinking  n plotting on getting an Escalade

Ion wanna snap ya but if u cross da line I break ya face
Feeliing bad an looking great tell em off my dinner plate

Irate (feat. Yvncc) [Prod. NO NAME PLUG]

quite possibly the waviest beat I have used

Late Night Vibes Radio 77.7fm (prod. killnedaj)

HOMEMADE DESTRUCTION
https://soundcloud.com/sxmpra
https://soundcloud.com/33marrow