PANIC MODE

THE GOOD DIE YOUNG[prod @skgotthesauce]

W/ @jupiluxe
PRODUCED BY @sectunit

JMattson:
Crime pays
don't be lookin' my way
'less u wanna die ayy
got that butterfly blade & I
flip dat I told em to get back
before it go click clack
get stabbed in yo six pack imma
boss up mothafucka y'all suck
love it when they talk tough
put a blade in y'all guts better
fall back hoe suck on my ballsack
keep thinking you all that
I run up in all black
widda muthafuckin blade on my hip
you better dip
before I lose my fucking mind
before I lose my fucking shit
better whip out that fucking 9
better whip out that fucking switchblade
insane
damnit I got blood up on my fit mane
all black boots
eliminating your tooth
originate in the couve
reiterating the move 
want all dat loot
disintegrating your crew
you dinner plate & some food
bitch get in the way you doomed

@jupiluxe:
nowadays
do anything for a bag
anything to get a rack
just a state of where we at
look around
tell me what u getting at
black on my shoes
combat boots all abuse
they can talk that shit 
but im leaving with they tooth
baseball bat on the roof
down ya chimney comin thru
something like saint nick
put ya face to pavement
tie u up, then i take u to the basement

JMattson:
Crime pays
don't be lookin' my way
'less u wanna die ayy
got that butterfly blade & I
flip dat I told em to get back
before it go click clack
get stabbed in yo six pack imma
boss up mothafucka y'all suck
love it when they talk tough
put a blade in y'all guts better
fall back hoe suck on my ballsack
keep thinking you all that
I run up in all black

CRIME PAYS (feat. JUPILUXE) [Prod. SECT UNIT]

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Cripple

I been pullin all the dollars since i was a plug
Fresh 16 burnin down a bag by the midweek
Crunch time festivities 
Meant choppin up a molly for the kids
I’m breakin bread, I’m like a king
Don’t make me force feed all you dumb thieves
With my flair get your own thing
Biters like a zombie with your bones stickin out
Showin what is weak havin doubt never standing out

Crucify 
Hang em out to dry with their hands tied
Wouldn’t wanna die with a sad cry
Wouldn’t wanna die with my hands dry
Hate me cuz I love the money 
Funny that the figures hittin high notes 
We ain’t even try though I know
Rollin round the town with a 3OD tote bag 
With the Crows Dotti tell em how it goes

Crow with Three or die
I almost did from three ODs
Every rapper that ask advice I tell em three important things
Bigger numbers ain't gon' fix you
Trust the corvids in your dreams, and your homies ain't your homies less they prove it on the weekly
Shotgun up out the closet grip the grip like it's the Yamata
Dropping the expectation, ain't the shit you thought you wanted huh?
Chronic habits
Talking about the Soju I'mma vomit up
Chase the shot with Roku
Hoping its better when I cough it up
Boo tomato tomato
They call me rude
Ain't No use
Brd the same mother fucka' that cooked your goose
Shorter fuse
Man you smooth brained
Thoughts could use some food
I fuckin' hate people, so why would I fuck with you?
World got a pistol at my feet 
It shoot the ground and yell dance,
I wanna go to fashion week but I'm too tired for France
I hold a hand out then pull it back like a government grant
Fell out the sky so fuckin hard my ankle broke on a branch
I been in line too long
I wanna beat a man with a stanchion goldfish span
Bitch you can't hold my attention
Keep the money in the wall like the bald Bryan Cranston
Not my fault you still appalled by shit you don't understand
I'll double the cash
Like I cloned Johnny
Mask got a hold on me
Lapped em
I can see it on the dash
I'm Dali
You're bold and brash
Running they lips like a mustache
Don't care to answer
Why'd you ask?
All this shit get taxing
Damn l'Il grab me the flask un

Twisting up the finger with my kinfolk
Pop another soul 
Reaper coming out the cove 
Warning warning warning 
187 with that death flow 
Salivating at the crows talons 
Soaring to the next door
Just a few options are left on the table 
The days are a mix of depression 
Unstable 
I press on for reasons unknown it’s no wonder 
I sit in this slumber somehow 
Still delivering all the fevers 
Tremor hard in the back with a broken heart 
Rip my soul tag 
Stash it in the fucking bag 
Just a rebel to the drowned out 
Hollowed out words of a world 
Decayed on a level that I’m 
Never with that mutha' fuckin' devil 
Bringing out the evil 
Whether heaven has a seat avail
I’m willing to sit back inhale
Living is a curse 
Last time was the worst time 
Rippers of the west side 
We Three Or Die

I been living off the flesh of the beast
For some time
I’m a crow 
Plucking out the eyes
Every time I die there’s a reason
Heathen season has arrived
So tonight I’m alive
Blasting every mother fucker who denies
3OD
187
We will never compromise
Crippling the foes
Time for you to die
Fall asleep in the dirt
Now your kin left behind 
Cold skin
Closed eyes 
Not a soul will be surprised
Brain dead on my head
Got led in my weapon
The crows come to feast
While the fake still pretending
It’s still BLANXX
Still fuckin' picky
Stuck with the crows
Now your death will come quickly

Cripple Feat. Blckbrd

Lyrics: 
Been a dead man 
Since the start
We’re conscious 
Then we aren’t 
We’re alive one day 
then we aren’t 


Then it’s 

Buenos Noches 
Adios 
Sayonara Mothafucka 

ESCUCHAME
NO SABES
 NADA 
SOBRE MI

soy hombre 
muerto caminando
Conjugo en femenino 
porque eres femenino 
Silencioso pero mortal 
NO ME IMPORTA 
TE Puedes IR AHORA
Eres una broma
Made it out the mud like a terracotta 
A label sent me their offer 
formatted in Helvetica 
Turned around and Burned that shit in a fya 

If my thoughts had a mirror 
The reflection would be the shit 
That gives you night terrors 
Yes I know
I rap in tangents 
I don’t care about it
Unapologetic 
Coming out the box swinging 

Pique technique 
Self preservation is the best form of rebellion
Feel rendered deficient 
Like my reputake in serotonin 


Cutting ties
cutting away at these thoughts of wanting 
to die
Guess that’s the Jaws of life

ADIOS [Prod. Scaryplain]

PRODUCED BY BHASPER

Lyrics:

IM THAT ONE 
YOU CANT OUTRUN
CALL ME TIGER WOODS
THE WAY THAT I LEAVE A HOLE IN ONE
People acting nice to my face
but then gossip 
When my back turned 
then they wonder why 
that bridge burned 


They told me 
I’d never make it
Wow what a sentiment 
Sent myself into a sense 
of not wanting to be sentient 
Doing what I want
until I am sediment 
Sedulous 
Was cemented to the sedatives
Sedentary from that seductive 
Nature I said it is 

Became Visceral to repudiate
 my own accomplishments
Brain couldn’t
 accompany shame 
with acknowledgement 
Subconscious 
was sucked into it 

Drugs Simply a bandaid 
Causin Too much mental bandwidth 
Mental illness really 
giving me a knuckle sandwich 
I have chemistry 
With chemical imbalance
Just depleted chemically 
My noggin has a faculty 

Factually I’m Joggin 
in place with this misery 
It’s a mystery 
Mind boggling
I’m not yet a
casualty 
Casually in agony 
Paisley on my body 
Pacing through futility 
Succumbing to the anxiety 

IM THAT ONE 
YOU CANT OUTRUN
CALL ME TIGER WOODS
THE WAY THAT I LEAVE A HOLE IN ONE
People acting nice to my face
but then gossip 
When my back turned 
then they wonder why 
that bridge burned 

Grey the motherfucker put the batteries in a tube sock
Bust ya fuckin face smashing orbital im gonna moon walk
All up on yo grave, you a bitch, you’s a puta 
All ya bot ya plays, cyborg, you like boo ya
Stupid motherfucker think I really want ya bitch?
Yeah Ya hoe so disgusting ran thru every rapper dick
Only way I get to busting when I’m busting out the clip
From the hip shootin 30 I ain’t looking never miss 
Imma high flyer, I might decide to end ya life get the fire
Fire fire messiah wit the lighter
Choppa choppa sing like a choir send ya high up
Aiming at ya visor, get shot shot no pfizer 
Why the fuck y’all steady talking on my name?
Fuckin lames, sound the same, whatchya name huh? Aye
Wtf you want today?
Get tf up out my face
Fuck it ion want the fame uhh

IM THAT ONE 
YOU CANT OUTRUN
CALL ME TIGER WOODS
THE WAY THAT I LEAVE A HOLE IN ONE
People acting nice to my face
but then gossip 
When my back turned 
then they wonder why 
that bridge burned

MORBID (feat. Saliva Grey)

Talkin' That Shi

https://soundcloud.com/lilxslime

PRODUCED BY FUBAR BUNDY
COVER BY SLIME DA GARBAGE MANE

Tandem Terror (ft. LIL SLIME DA GARBAGE MANE)

ENGINEERED BY @PRODJORDANJAY
Lyrics:

￼Bitch
 I’m the tatted creeper
Suicidal reaper 
Behemoth stoned cracker
Make you meet your maker 
Master manipulator 
Social Engineering Hacker
Avid scary motherfucker 
Leavin people taking cover
Feelin like the DC Sniper 
Wanna rampage
 child molestors 
Most of y’all are faker
 then a catfish on tinder
I’m a danger 
Filled with anger 
Barometric Switch 
Imma blow you up bitch 
I’m a Maniac 
Insomniac 
Carry burden 
Like a piggyback
I will never be the Zodiac 
I’m just a discrete psychopath 
I don’t talk about my intentions 
Just for attention 
With a wrath 
Imma find you 
and say
Nice to meet ya 
But that’s really code for 
It’s time for murda
Imma let it spray 
And I’m not talking canisters

I’ll leave your carcass on display 
Like a science project in 4th grade 
An assortment of chopped up body parts 

Then I can I say, 
I’m really doing street art
Long story short 
I’d love to try a different kind of tag, 

and put your ass in a body bag 
But there ain’t no tag backs 
Cause motherfucker you gon have a toe tag
your body is your temple
So Imma shoot it up 
9mm to my dome 
Cause I don’t give a fuck 
Use all the hair on your head 
to mop up the floor 
Swipe that blood 
Back and forth 
I got this psychosis 
And it’s only getting worse
I’m the type to bomb 
your fuckin hearse 
Like a grand finale firework 
You ain’t really living if you don’t hurt 
Cause I don’t think you’d know the difference 
if you didn’t learn
Rip out your eyes and turn your life into 
a game of Marco Polo
The Freak motherfucker psycho
You know how it go 
It’s a creepshow

Creepshow (Prod. LFTD HGHTS)

DEADEND (feat. BEARDED LEGEND & TEDDY SLUGZ) [Prod. SXMPRA]

MOBBS RADICAL x DAEGHO- GRAVEMIND(PROD. HOOD$)

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