Corpse Waltz

"They will say that I have shed innocent blood,
What's blood for if not for shedding????????"

- [Kryptik]

The apprentice o'the devil, flexin' verbal heavy metal/
The menacin' wreckin' ball, see me level it like Lebanon/
Rep it on any song, I'm the General/
Regimental one, infectin' y'all, call me methadone/
Dependable, your skin crawls, addictive/
It's Kryptik, spittin' the wisdom, masochistic/
Massive fisted, I shatter glass bitches/
Faggot rappin' victims in shallow, damp ditches/
Slay fools, you best plan an escape route/
I waste crews, damage like Jeru in Beirut/
Make room for the great pagan who paves doom/
N lays rules, blazin' the flames, caked in grey soot/
Inhale zoots of Haze, Kush n maim you/
Disabled, pastin' your brains lookin' like grapefruit/
Scraped oot wi' razor blades then I make soup/
Take shrooms, vacantly starin' as your face cooks/

- [Cuts by DJ Twisted]

- [Terastorm]

Your understandin' o' life is absolutely flawed/
I was born in a region with a galaxy of gods/
I practice my fate wi' the accuracy of swords/
Genocide Regime, inglorious bastards of war/
Fuck all you poofs and your metrosexual movements/
Lyrically we're better, if not, fuckin' prove it!/
Never spittin' sober, I'm constantly fuckin' boozin'/
Fuck punch lines, there's nae need to use them/
Rip oot cunts vertebraes n use it to confuse them/
The reincarnation of Huey P. Newton/
Documentin' savagery, sufferin' spreads rapidly/
Rise against the regime and you won't die naturally /
Raw cosmic bombs, chemical war catastrophe/
Fallout destroys the plague populated planetary/
Mutants in bandages stagger through the anarchy/
Nuclear warheads activate the tragedy/

- [Cuts by DJ Twisted]

"Do you know what the most 
frightening thing in the world is?
It's fear..................................."

- [Cuts by DJ Twisted]

Innocent Bloodshed ft. Terastorm (Cuts by DJ Twisted)

Born When We Die

Armour of the Godz ft. FUBAR (Cuts by DJ Coach One) [Prod. Kryptik]

-Kryptik

Universal diversity, style n integrity/
Dynamite rhymes when the strike force detonates/
Verbally relegate, any enemies/
The renegade injects away his chemical dependency/
Verses of impenetrable verbal exoskeletons/
Embedded wi' malevolence n venom f' the Devil's skin/
Headless Seraphim fell wi' their feathered wings/
Severed, the machete hits, sendin' adrenaline/
To my cerebral receptors, the energy resonates/
Empathy's dead, just emptiness left/
A shell, irreparable cells/
Permanent, the deficit affects mental health/
Like a hemorrhage swellin', it's in internally/
Progressively spreadin' in many directions infectin' me/
Exponentially generatin' intensity/
Aggression level, perilous, endin' your life expectancy/

Warrior ft. Iguan (Cuts by DJ Wash) [Prod. Kryptik]

Wyze Mindz - Poisoned Souls Remix Contest Entry

Wyze Mindz - Poisoned Souls Remix 86bpm [Prod. Kryptik]

Roses N Daisies

Roses n Daisies

Unplugged

Sinner

Reload

Tokyo Drift

Price

Wait A Minute

Penny For My Thoughts

Tragedy (Bonus Track)

Roman Roads (Bonus Track)

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Kryptik X Dysphemic - WHOA [RADIO EDIT]

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Kryptik X Dysphemic - WHOA (Bass Hop Remix) [RADIO EDIT]

Love Ballad [Prod. Tha Vilest]

72thesign killin an industrial/glitch-hop track I made a while back
UK underground Hip-Hop 
Glasgow to London

Scope out............. 

7TH 7IGN Presents - Fieldz of Terror Compilation Vol. 1 
(Iron Chamber Entertainment/7th Infantry Recordings)

72thesign - Smash Them [Prod. Kryptik]

A sad story about one of Glasgow's most infamous drunks,
Boaby Hit-the-Deck......................

"When I'm gone there'll be no one to change up this tune
When I'm gone there'll be no one to colour your mood
I'll be gone, the rising sun is gonna set on you
All these things are said n done, you never know where you might end up"

"You might end up end up messed up, drunk in the gutter
Boaby Hit-the-Deck wi' no wings to flutter
Thrown out his home, disowned by his mother
The lonesome rogue, with no body other
Than himself to blame, helpless case
Rejectin' shame he's wrecked again
Stench n stains, smell the stale sweat
Boaby Hit-the-Deck wi' no self respect
No friends are left at all for old Robert
The poor wee soul at the cold rock bottom
Wanderin' Sauchiehall Street for a shelter
Searchin' the bins, gettin' hit wi' pelters
Onto the next one, water off a duck's back
Dregs of the Buckfast glass, can I just ask?
Is this sad tramp's name really Boaby?
n I guess that's the moral of the story.......

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, you never know (x 2)

Boaby Hit-the-Deck (x 20)

When I'm gone there'll be no one to change up this tune
All these things are said n done, you never know where you might end up

Boaby Hit-the-Deck (x 19)
You never know..................





Boaby Hit-the-Deck ft. Lu Angel [Prod. Deez Ill Beetz]

[Verse 1]

So cold I froze the Antarctic,
hurricane forceful flows, they're katabatic.
Snap like a matchstick as I rap dark spits, 
black sick rhymes that grind mics to fragments.
Can't challenge the mammoth rappin' insanity, 
the spiraling cyclone flies defying gravity.
As I levitate, projectile regurgitate 
a shamanistic spell unearthing Hell's plague.
Haters can hate but there's no mistakin', 
debatin', the beats are straight rapin' yer cranium.
Degradin' the fake cunts every time I blaze words,
this is how it's done son, go 'n' fuckin' taste turds.
This is only phase one, rugged, raw resistance,
Genocide Regime don't believe in takin' prisoners.
We only leave victims in bits with their wrists slit,
Terastorm, Tha Vilest, Zyklon-Bee and.........

[Hook]

Kryptik, wicked, I rip it, spittin' sadistic,
Kryptik, wicked, I rip it, spittin' sadistic,
Kryptik, wicked, I rip it, spittin' sadistic,
Lyrical ballistics make you a statistic.
Kryptik, wicked, I rip it, spittin' sadistic,
Kryptik, wicked, I rip it, spittin' sadistic,
Kryptik, wicked, I rip it, spittin' sadistic,
Lyrical ballistics make you a statistic.

[Verse 2]

Storm's a brewin' sword swings halfed in two,
deformed n ruined, another corpse drops abused,
the morbid druid, spawn o'the solstice Moon
I'm stompin' through 'n' absorbin' your body fluid.
Talk stops when I walk in, false pricks brick it.
Their arseholes drop, shit flops, rotten skitters.
The raw sick spitter, cardiac ripper,
rhymes on the mic, dark vibes that disfigure.
Lyrics laceratin' any whack rappers games,
back stabbin' mates displayin' major lack of faith.
Fake cunts face up 'n' don't act wide, 
'fore you get a blade stuck, flung from the Genocide.
There's no denying the styles underlyin'
despise all you like but the phenix is risin'
high in the sky, re-ignitin' the fires
o'the all seein' eye, y'all die fuckin' vipers.

[Hook]

Kryptik, wicked, I rip it, spittin' sadistic,
Kryptik, wicked, I rip it, spittin' sadistic,
Kryptik, wicked, I rip it, spittin' sadistic,
Lyrical ballistics make you a statistic.
Kryptik, wicked, I rip it, spittin' sadistic,
Kryptik, wicked, I rip it, spittin' sadistic,
Kryptik, wicked, I rip it, spittin' sadistic,
Lyrical ballistics make you a statistic.

[Verse 3]

Wild styles, dope flows, samples 'n' drum rolls.
Plug a cunt nuts, till his blood filled lungs choke.
Bus loads o'bucket smoke, drugged up wi' fuck knows?
Nugget clones mothers holes sprayed wi' my payload.
Hay ho, square go, toe to toe no show,
hidin' I'm the sniper with a brick for yer foredome.
Fuck a gun, here I come, laughin' as you try 'n' run.
Violent, Goliath words ignite, the fire burns.
No competition, I rip it on every level,
Spittin' solid steel bars 'n' spinnin' your cerebellum,
I cripple like snake venom, you're stricken with the paralysis, 
attackin', I'm massive, tiltin' the worlds axis.
Hazardous, sharp tongue like a scalpel, 
I fight with a knife, fuck a faggot rap battle.
You're not from the streets, sellin' Valium n E's
wi' half a paint can sprayin' "FUCK THE POLICE"

[Hook]

Kryptik, wicked, I rip it, spittin' sadistic,
Kryptik, wicked, I rip it, spittin' sadistic,
Kryptik, wicked, I rip it, spittin' sadistic,
Lyrical ballistics make you a statistic.
Kryptik, wicked, I rip it, spittin' sadistic,
Kryptik, wicked, I rip it, spittin' sadistic,
Kryptik, wicked, I rip it, spittin' sadistic,
Lyrical ballistics make you a statistic.

Cuts by DJ Twisted

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"Fuck writing rhymes, from now on, I write speeches"

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