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Slow Deterioration.

With: @navvvi
Prod @fidi-946222141 & @shneaky-productions

[LD]
Too legit
Mess around and fucking pull the clip
I ain't been a better man but bitter how this fool'l get
All you pussies been a fan the way u talking full of shit
You laying down the line we finna cross w all our toolies gripped

Grippin On My tool aye
Sippin on that Kool aid
Jimming on your Jones
We got the chrome
We finna pull aye

All you rlly think about is diving in the pussy
I notice how they moving & I'm realizing whose fake

[nA]
navvi such a sidekick like he bic flame
living thru a culture like white kids and anime
full pain, against grain, that fucking faggot full gay
carry more beef than joe budden & charlemagne
she ran outa breath and she still suckin. why mang?
talk shit, be like pete davidson's dad... on a plane.
see if i give a fuck about artist's and their one lane
great dane, you can catch ME WITH A FKN BLOOD STAIN

[Ld]
Pissy wit it
Sissy bitches
Get your fucking
Body snatched

Shapes and sizes
Phasing out the
Matrix
On a godly path

Pity on you
Fucking
Flick you
Out
The fucking
Body bag

Pinching for your
Pennies
You petty
And then
The drugs attached

Run w the gang the makers we marking
Yall fucking miss we laser the target
Bitch wanna sit the Clique go the hardest
Fuck on that bitch She thrown in the garbage

[LD & nA]
Nothing on my mind
Fuck it I'll just grind
Wasted all the time
Fuck these jaws of life
[LD]
Pull out faits that's been done to me
fuck
All this pain and damn suffering
I can't explain what's been underneath
My mind explode I hope for relief

[nA]

you will pay right now
you will pay right now
grave.
grave.

HORSE PILLS W/ NAVVVI [PROD. FIDI & SHNEAKY]

THE VOICES (feat. Dexndre)

LYRICS-



MILITXNT-

I need to cope
Lay In the water and watch as I float
Lay in the grave and come up as a ghost
Rotting in hell imma roast
Spitting up blood from my throat 
All of my hope is revoked imma sit in the dark all alone
I feel alone I have run out of hope 
Tying my neck on a rope 
Hanging me down on a pole 
Devil is taking a toll he’s lighting the fire like coal 
All of the angels will go up in smoke 
The deal we have made is a hoax 
I need to go 
Haunted by choices 
Keep hearing voices 
Actions bring habits I’m tryna avoid it 
Gray all around me the rain keep on pouring 
Filling my cup with a tear of importance 
I’m feeling pain 
Mask on my face got me feeling like bane 
The demons gonna dance in the rain 
Shake out these shackles and bust out these chains 
Come from the ground with a crown on my brain 
I feel insane 
I need to empty my head 
Put the beam to my skull make it red 
Leaking out brains on my bed 
All of the blood gonna spread 
I need some meds 
Put him in a bag hear a zip
Toss him in the back of the whip
Ready hear a blast from my blick
Knife to the vein on ya wrist make it drip
Running out of time kill him quick
Blade on my back 
Pick up the Mac add a Mag then attack 
Grind up his body and pack like a jack 
Cut off your head then I toss in a sack 



PROPHET-

Nail me to the cross 
Cuz I’m one of the gods 
god of the bloodshed 
kill for a cause 
Drag you to the woods
& your bound to get lost 
Leaving no evidence 
Case getting dropped 
Cock the Glock back
& Im letting it off 
Creep in the fog 
Cutting your throat 
when you get to the car 
See them in person 
They’re acting real hard 
Till I act up 
with the pistol 
and spark 
Choppa gets lit up like 
Candles in dark 
One in the head 
And put 2 in yo heart 
You talking hot 
And get shot on the spot 
Tighten the noose 
When I wrap round the knots 
Fuck all the feds 
Give a shit bout a cop 
Cut up the carcass 
And leave it to rot 
Serial killer 
My victims I stalk 
Follow you home 
When you go for a walk 
See me behind you 
Keep running don’t stop 
Leaking his brains 
& they outline in chalk 
Your time is ticking 
Always on the clock 
Call me the scarecrow 
always round crops 
Selling a bag 
I just re up’d the stock 
I hit the block 
With the crack in my socks 
Trap house is booming 
From cooking up rock 
Whipping the Pyrex 
Im stirring the pot 
Imma stay here 
Wether like it or not 
I’m taking everything 
Give what you got 
Stolen whips in this bitch
all of em hot 
Stole em straight
out of the parking lot
If it goes wrong 
I’m down to flock 
That’s what i do anyway 
to the opps

OMERTÀ- MILITXNT X PROPHET (prod.ARAGOTH)

{{LYRICS}}

[Krim$in]

Whoa
Body count triple digits like a hoe
Thottie bow and pray to me like Holy Ghost 
Spray the party bless the room like holy ghost 
Issa murder I just left a room of mothafuckin crows

So Here a Toast

I got this vino out the cask right off the coast
Sippin Sour dirty red I’m pourin out some bloody oath 


All these bad habits man I thought you woulda known
All this black yeah you know the fashion monochrome 
Six pack sinna lemme pour one for the bro
Wolf in sheep’s clothing I’m just puttin on a show

coke nail baby mixin liquor wit the snow
Russian cream leaf when im twistin up the dro
Lemme fill my cup another way for me to cope
I won’t disappoint I think that I should let it go

[dvrkside]

I thrive off of suffering
The remnant presence of death always hovering
Over my body
I wish it would come for me
Bitch I'm a god
You made in my imagery
Krimsin and me that's the purest of synergy
Fuse and we spewing hate
Your life it hang in the balance my ruger a counterweight
Heavens gates
Made for the souls of the blessed you going to hell today
Drag you myself cause it's hell to pay Mangle your body and watch it decay
I'm a tyrant ain't nothin gone stand in my way Take a step or a breath bullets carvin yo face
Tethered rope always pullin at my throat
Devil in me so they callin me the goat
Sense the envy can't leave well enough alone
Grip his throat put the metal to his dome squeeze the trigger let it go like


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Holy Ghost feat. DVRKSIDE [PROD. Rippoffartist]

I only fuck with one bitch, no tricks
Smoking blunts until my lungs give, my skin itches
They just see me as a dumb kid, well fuck this
I aint tryna fit in with punk bitches, you suck dick

Wonder weapon, thunder stepping, fuck this industry
Armageddon, this aint Tekken, this aint little league
Drug possession misconception just a bag of weed
One confession, I dont wanna breath past 33 

Kill me, maybe Ill feel less guilty
Too deep, I dont wanna hear you feel me
No peace, whenever I lay try to get sleep
Cant see, blinded by my fallacy

Missing People came to conquer and invade
Your place of residence, your presidents, I want the pape
Got an army that kill for me, my blade stay stained
Pack-a-punch a pussy, put a rookie in his place

Its evident that you a bitch, my element is triple six
Im at yo head need no assist with red dots like a hindu chick
Heres something thatll make you sick, the heads off of your next of kin
And maybe with some severed hands, Im sorry couldnt let them live

One with the hated, debated taking the nations, too basic, nothing we manage gon change it, hoping that nobody makes it, witness the reset mosaic, countries becoming archaic, nobodies round here to save it, give up on your aspirations

I dont wanna live like this it isnt just prison sentence
One of one the Missing menace feel my presence when I visit
Lemme get to six feet, underground dont miss me, hell is tryna tempt me fuck this planet
Ouija been seasoned, a veteran enemy, none of you fuckers is real to me, vanish

I Hate You All More Than You Could Ever Hate Yourselves

ANGEL DUSTING [PROD. TEARSFROMWHO]

Soft ass bitch 
Worried bout a single man dying but genocide you motherfuckers wont say shit
RIP the kid, yall dont really get the message and questions what got him split
Even if you did, caught up in politics, policy, churches and dread
Tears wont be shed, off of an audio sheeple divided, we’re dead
No hope for the masses, indoctrinated from all of your classes
Not even worth caskets, none of you being saved during the rapture
Praying to Saturn, satanists running this place a disaster
None of it matters, we’re playing this game and repeating a pattern
False Gods, fuck your belief, cant practice what you preach
Hats off to the naive, Ill never get the glee 
Pissed off, let's kill a priest, ritual symphony Im not herding the sheep but I'll still split the sea
Its the Ouija
Hearing constant static as I’m stepping through your tv
I think that Ive had it, join Abaddon, end the season
End all of this treason, congregate with demons
The human race is rabid these savages have no reason
Bow to the O shrine pedestal, Missing with rap criminals tapped into hell
Havent hit a blunt in a minute skunk stuffed up in it
Stunted off the jump since a jit punk lil kid Im the villain

False Sense of Reality

walkdown p. xray & 15drrt

Featuring @distortionthe1
Produced by @wasbeatz
Art by @wasbeatz

[LYRICS]

(MUGXTSU)
Mind your things and don't disturb me, I don't wanna play.
Mind your things and don't bother me, I can't bear anymore.

I can't bear anymore.

Running through the walls, destroying every single part.
Give me everything, Give me everthing.

You understand why I fkg hate you.
You comprehend how I will end you.

There's no game anymore, only suffering.
You thought you were gonna clutch,
You thought you were gonna win ?

Checkmate, you always were,
Dead meat, you'll always be.

(LORD DISTORTION)
Devil 
Punching in 
Your never 
One to live 
Except your done 
With everyone a witness 
Several guns 
And hella 
Fucking bitches

freestyle

On god You dont want smoke 
Shove him with the snub nose 
Boutta get his body snatched
And dropped around the mungrove 

 I promise you wint make it 
Bitch  your acting  fake shit
Gonna need to face it 
Cut in call it stainless 

Dont forget bitch 
Open wound flap 
Walking in and 
exposing all this 

Let that head spin
Revolve that knoggin 
Give that head lick 
The balls and fall in 

Look here listen 
This submission 
Kick ur shit in 
In a minute 
Get the bacon 
Lick the plate 
Your in a race 
To get erased bitch 

freestyle

(MUGXTSU)
There's no game anymore, only suffering.
You thought you were gonna clutch,
You thought you were gonna win ?

(THE GANG)
NO FUCKING WAY
Acting reckless take no caution 
NO FUCKING WAY
Head stay spinning gonna vomit 
YOU'RE DECAYING
Bitch I got no sense of sorrow 
YOU'RE DECAYING
Found at the end of the bottle

YUNG DECAY (feat. LORD DISTORTION) [prod. ｗａｓ]

CHAPTER 1/? FROM "DEPTH STRIDA AND KAISERS JUNGLE ADVENTURES"

@prodkxiser
@nastiitaxii
@istasha
@lenfantlondon

LYRICS

[@DEPTHSTRIDA]

RISE SLOW
FROM THE FUCKING DEPTH HOE
YOU AINT HANGING IN NO BANDO
I AM SCOUTING FROM A PLATEAU
YOUS A BITCH ASS THAT I DONT KNOW
LASER GUNS HAN SOLO
SHE WANT THAT DICK BUT NO NO
SHES GOT FRIENDS AT THE PO PO

FUCK EM UP AND LETS GO


FUCK A BITCH FUCK A PRICE
YOUR SHIT LACKING FUCKING SPICE
4K SHIT, WANT A KNIFE
FACING ME EQUALS FACE THAT KNIFE 
 
IM SO SICK NOT YOUR TYPE
MY FLOW GRANT THE BLIND EYESIGHT
OMEN FIST, THROW IT QUICK
MISHIMAS NEVER LOSING BITCH

BITCH IM ON THAT KAISER SHIT
ON THAT NO ONE TIGHTER SHIT
I LISTEN TO YOUR MUSIC AND I SEE 
YOU NEVER LAND A HIT

YOUS A BITCH
YOU WANT CLICKS
BITCH I NEVER NEEDED THAT
FOREIGN WHIP
DRIVING QUICK
MATT BLACK LIKE THE BATMANS IS

[@NASTIITAXII]

TAKE A FUCKING STEP BACK BITCH
CURRENT CASES RELATIONS AND IT’S A WRAP BITCH
MONEY TAKING MY PAIN AWAY IT’S A TRAP BITCH
BROKEN FACES THEY CHASING WHAT THEY CAN’T HAVE SHIT
GOT NO PATIENCE THIS BLADE WILL CUT YOU IN HALF QUICK 

HITTING BLOW NOT TALKING ARAMCO
IM GOING FOR THE THROAT 
I GOT HER DRIPPING HOW I’M GRIPPING HO
GOT A PROBLEM 
BITCH HE BETTER GO
IM OJ WITH THIS SHIT 
BITCH I AIN’T STOPPIN 
TILL HE HIT THE FLO

MY MOUTH IS FUCKING IS BITTER FROM
THE TABS BUT I AIN’T TRIPPING
GOT HIM TIED UP ON RACKS
THESE PUNCTURE WOUNDS 
ARE FROM THE PISTON 
ANIMALS WE LIVING EM MISSING 
ETHANOL POURED ON MY RAG 
I BEEN A RADICAL
THE WEATHERMAN 
WILL MAKE A FORECAST 

BROKEN WE SMOKING
ABUNDANT DUST UP IN THE ALLEYWAY
A WAYS AWAY THEY CHOKING
ON POTIONS THEY GONNA SELL TODAY 
LILE NO DECAY THE SHIT I BEEN WRITING 
DON’T GOT A HALF LIFE
YOUR WHOLE CAREER A FUCKING DISASTER
NOT TALKING HALF PIPE
DOWN LITTLE BITCH WHY YOU SPEAKING
SHUT THE FUCK UP
BOW OR EVERYBODY YOU KNOW WILL BE
IN A DUMP TRUCK 
HOW THE FUCK U CAME FROM THE BOTTOM 
AIN’T SEE A BEG BUG 
I’M TERRORIZING PAINTING YOUR BALCONY 
UP WITH LED SLUGS


[@ISTASHA]

REACH THAT GRAY CLOCK
GONE 
FUCK A WAKE UP 
LOST IN THE SHADE 
DROP PALLS
AND THEY'RE PITCH BLACK 

CROPPED INTERFACE 
HAVE EM MISSING FROM I'M VISION 
I'M RUNNING THAT CLINIC SHIT 
DOWN IN THE GROUND 
AND GOT NO PATIENTS

GOT
ALL BLACK VEILS 
BROUGHT BACK 
FROM THE TAR PIT 
TRAILS
DROP DOWN 
INTO
HATCHES 

STRAPPING IT BACK 
WHEN I'M GETTING GOT 
JUST A MATTER OF FACT 
I'M JUST NOT 
STEPPING MY FEET INTO GARDENS 
I'M HARDLY ANOTHER TO REACH UP OUT OF THE 
BLACK STRETCH 


ALL BLACK PAT
WHEN I TRACE 
THEM OUT 
MY AC-130 WILL WRITE YOUR NAME 

TURNING BACK
UNWRAP 
ALL THE SAME 
WHEN I ACT 
OUT SHADOWRUN OVER THEM
CLIPPING MAPS
WHEN I'M CLIPPING THEIR CAPS

Holy Ghost feat. DVRKSIDE [PROD. Rippoffartist]

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