ive been waiting patiently 
to find a place to safely be
erasing hate, the disbelief and shame that fogs a playful being
perfect magic mystery 
purging burning portions heat 
to purify the side that wants to fly outside our wants for me 
perfect magic mystery 
dont need to be another thing 
dont want more forms of misery 
to horde and keep or store and leave 
tour then fall sore here anxiously 
but beautiful to film and breathe 
and live outside mental debris im 
catching up, play pretend that their not in on plan decoy your boring hands youd look cute in a cage thinking heavy and drained im ok just my brain ill be free in my grave dont exist kill the plague 
abandoned files transferring aggressive fluid brought with me flip words maps turned feed delusion needs 
accepting me validation cant receive 
haunting trees pausing breathe to
process grief hardening parking fee for falling leak in cancer rain stomp me out in a dark arcade yards hard seen the tough ones scar deflate and others show me unknown things i hate and another od an exit he craved
from his skin piss blood again motel bed fucking dead

mental debris [prod. plague]

prod by brvdy
feeling of insufficiency
feeling of emptiness
insecurity is winning me

feeling disgusted
feeling of sick
this disease is winning me

where is everyone who said they would be on my side
everyone left
empty promises
everything is a lie

so be gone for a while
run well in a hurry

I am disaster
one disaster

everything I touch turns to ashes

i am disaster
one disaster

CORIUM [PROD. BRVDY]

vomit [prod. pulse]

lyrics:

Spinning on him
If I see him pop the clutch and pop a shot
And we run em down 7 Bullets 7 bodies found
Bitch it's R I P niggas finna learn what I'm about 
Ain't no fucking teeth we stomped em out his skull they on the ground
Gotta snatch yo money bitch there ain't enuff to go around 
Sniffing out that green be Mula or Mary Jane I'm a hound 
Blood all on my teeth from biting jugular make em frown
Moving on yo crew we mark em up so every man down 

Bitch my father was a killer and I ain't turn out too different 
Know that I fuck with some whiskey but that ain't what I'm sippin
Got that purp in my cup and now imma sip onnat drank
Better low yo tone to me you below in rank
Imma leave his Body leaking
Led beaming
Heat seeking 
See My missile screeching 
Pussy bleeding
Pussy pleeding for his life 
But a nigga Tweaking 
Bet I'm geeked up finna kill without a reason
Talking on me wrong so u know that imma clock her
Heater on my body but u no it ain't a cock ugh
I'm a real punk rocker
I ain't finna fight bitch imma carry a glock ugh

I fuck on that pussy hoe 
drugs in her iris turn red like the moon undertones of the Irish 
I'm nice enough not to just blow up yo face yet I'm anxious my finger might slip in the race 
pop a tire get wrapped like a present his car bout a tree
got a 60 round mag and bump stock for his teeth 
knock him left right just like that boxed up like a 10 piece
Bullets fly past em i'm blasting like starscream
Turn to jet and I'm bringing an army
That killa krew make em go missin
He turn to a pussy bitch
Who u be dissin
This glock got a button switch hollows go laying em down
So mama and papa and gon look at me proud
Ask em all who u be fucking with now
They all say that it's me and they say it real loud
And im naught but a concept existing in sound

Fuck nigga gon run up on me and you get dropped nigga
Pop niggas
Hate when them fakers gon call the cops nigga
Hot trigger
Metal be burning from all the shots 
Got my black vans on me when I'm stomping out the opps
Nigga die
Die
Die Die Die Die
Dressing for the oppas funeral get a suit and a tie
Finna blast it at his friends and family say yo goodbyes
Finna reunite in hell when I pop my Led through yall eyes

I just wanna see you die ×4
(Deadhead in this shit) 

Spinning on him
If I see him pop the clutch and pop a shot
And we run em down 7 Bullets 7 bodies found
Bitch it's R I P niggas finna learn what I'm about 
Ain't no fucking teeth we stomped em out his skull they on the ground
Gotta snatch yo money bitch there ain't enuff to go around 
Sniffing out that green be Mula or Mary Jane I'm a hound 
Blood all on my teeth from biting jugular make em frown
Moving on yo crew we mark em up so every man down

I WANNA SEE YOU DIE 『PROD.SHADYHELIOS』

cover by @hxnjv
MIX AND MASTER BY @CANTWIN HE DID A AMAZING JOB
@cantwin, @slen_lb @killebov @snakepitch @fuckapache @fabidhabi @pxlse @sojhi

NOTWINNING x SLEN x KILL EBOLA x SNAKEPITCH x APACHE x FABI DHABI - MORTALITY! [prod. PULSE x SOJHI]

SURPRISE

LYRICS APACHE:

AYE ITS THE CHOPPER GUNNER
THE BLADE RUNNER
FUCK YOUR GAMES THIS AINT THE SAME FUCKER
THE BLOOD SUCKA
CUT YOUR CORPSE UP WITH A PAPER CUTTER
MAKE YOU SUFFER
AYE, ITS THE CHOPPER GUNNER

YALL AINT BOUT SHIT
APACHE WRIST SLIT
ALWAYS BEEN A MISFIT
WHY YOU TALKING, DO IT

YALL AINT BOUT SHIT
APACHE WRIST SLIT
ALWAYS BEEN A MISFIT
WHY YOU TALKING, DO IT

REST IN PIECE,
SIX FEET DEEP
WATCH ME CREEP
LAY YOU INTO SLEEP
CRUSING IN MY JEEP
DONT GIVE A FUCK ABOUT YOUR SHIT BITCH

THIS THAT TRIPLE SIX SHIT
I TASTE BLOOD IN MY SPIT
I SEE BLOOD ON MY WRIST
YALL ARE HYPOCRITES BITCH

LYRICS DEPTH STRIDA:

MERCENARIES
SPLIT YOU IN A HALF AND MAKE THE SHIRT LOOK
FUCKING DIRTY
THIRTY ROUNDS WILL GET YOU DOWN AND YEAH IM
VERY THISTY
FOR THE BLOOD OF BITCHES OH MY GOD PLEASE HAVE SOME
MERCENARIES
STRIDAWALKING IS MY BUSINESS 
MERCENARIES CALL US MISFITS
PAY THE PRICE OR SAY GOOD BYE
TO YOUR DUMB LIFE IM ONE A KIND
DEACEASE YOUR TRIBE AND MAKE IT MINE AND
I DONT CARE I THINK IM FINE CUZ
YOUR WHOLE LIFE IS ON THE LINE SO
TAKE A STEP BACK READ THE SIGNS
BLOOD ON MY AIRFORCE
TAKE A BITCH INTERCOURSE
STRIDA GOING DAMN HARD
MERCENARIES IS THE SOURCE

CHOPPER FT. DEPTH STRIDA [PROD. PULSE]

CODE RED! [PROD. SUDZY]

LIL LANDMINE - EDGY 4 NO REASON (prod. triplesixdelete)

This one has higher sound quality than what "REPOSTED MUSIC" uploaded
@fuckapache
@pxlse
@prodkxiser

FUCKAPACHE - TOTAL FUCKING DARKNESS (PROD. PULSE x KAISER)

prod. kill ebola + epsyle
verse:
mainly a warning of the heart 
stone cold premises
different forms of the art
slick monotone clipping sounds raise from the start
gotta forcequit, reboot, and also restart

speakin present tense while i teach you some fuckin sense
fix formin supernovas cant hide behind a fence
puttin ideas down where the light be i feelin intense
comin at my peak brainstorm thoughts so dense

verse:
painting the portraits 
of the coordinates
launching while brains scorching,
forming, abortin it 

fakers breaking down
thinking that someones coming its
not full of realness get good at the performing its
obvious to me you wanna another good warning fits
anywhere to everywhere banning my formin fists
living full of plot twists
can i live it simple not hard nah thats what “god” insists

bridge:
rising from the ashes 
no splashes
of a hound 
in the back of the room
whom
x4
montag livin on the edge of the burnin fuel
 no fumes
of the flamethrower that symbolizes future tombs
x2 

verse:
fiery rage evolving inside him like a phoenix
stay, keep this 
wanna fuckin lead this
talk deep plead this
keep to bleed this
books and knowledge jus go an feed this
dont breed this

to the different avenues of your mind gates
stay wake
earthquake
like ave rhythmic headache
fuck an intake 
heartache
feel too many goddamn heartbreaks

verse:
they arent wanting me
they just tried stopping me
fuck all you flopping me
this is a thought to me
you lose you droppin me 
wait till u watchin me 
blow up you hoppin me
im glad you thought of me

this is the tale that
montag dont fail he 
conceil, so veil? so
bite off the tail and 
break off the bail plus 
make it seem frail to
feeding off hail 
you better off stale

Phoenix

I NEED A BREAK w/ SXFXG & ALBINO HORRACK [Prod. BOi BOi]

fuckin up ma life, edgy 4 no reason 
EMPTY THE CLIP

LIL LANDMINE - EDGY 4 NO REASON (prod. triplesixdelete)

LiL LANDMINE

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