Ragetopia

Anythin

House of Rage 重金属 Records

DARK TRAP METAL

HeavyCore

DARK TRAP [EXTENDED]

lyrics

2 times
give a lover 2 signs 
That we’re doomed
Ive already proven that the truth hides 
nothing deep about this  
Don’t confuse lines 
Cover the tracks 
check my shoe size 
Don’t ever choose sides 
Never need a truce to cruise by 
But a Drug is crucial for lewd dimes   
grew to recruit highs
en route to go resume the doom
strong as the moonshine 
The residue in my vessels might give a true sign that Ill soon die 
Assume life electrocutes a new light  
Then demise will come settle 
Rise for the commute by 
Embezzled abuse like  
My fucking potential
I pick up in the end full of the vivid destruct 
No rickety soliloquies
The Rhythms are crushed 
The will to fill up dreams
Without giving a fuck 
Live it up
Never give it up, hit em up with an official bump
Itty bitty buzz, cynical and sick of love 
Insignificant bitches finna Mimic the trust
meant to mend indifference to the men & women 
Guess it depends if I’m giving them my 2 cents 
To pivot or ascend to the limits  
Surrendered bits to the sickness
amidst the twisted convention
conditioned to my sick ambitions 
Tough visits i double fisted cement 
The rubble sifted 
Knock on wood for good luck till my fingers are splintered 

I don’t give a fuck about social status 
Don’t give a fuck if i crash 
I never had love, I still loathe the dramatics 
Romantics still roam in the grass 
With the snakes & the rats 
At this rate, I’d feel stacked against malice 
And sadness hits
balance my past & spit 
Challenged to have grip within my paralysis 
To my collapse, if my madness gets 
Slashed in a matter of minutes
And dragged to a shallow pit 
Tell alice, I wish her the best 
But I still can’t forget 
She’s a shallow bitch 
Foreshadowed the highs & the lows of her habits 
But I do not know if she happened 
To ever catch onto the fact
I was masking my pain with a flask & a fraction 
Of coke kept me active 
That night I was choking while chasing the dragon

I don’t give a fuck about social status 
Don’t give a fuck if i crash 
I never had love, I still loathe the dramatics 
Romantics still roam in the grass 
I won’t give up hope, but I know the static 
Keeps my anxiety brash 
I float with my woes on a boat
I still paddle way down this cold river at mass 

ive been elevated, ive been hella faded 
ive fitted the rages that have relegated devils in my mind 
ive been dedicated, still so deprecated, till i’m desiccated,
Ive been slated to be dead by 35
dreamt a shady vision, predicament
picked it, hit it, lit it with the fucking fire from inside 
inquisitive diction grips the explicit limits allegedly wicked, twisted 
Within the gripping sickness & prolific divides  
Livid disposition, i rivet
i ticket a critic with an acidic instant despise 
dip in demise 
i spit with a hint of divine, spirit 
Despicable guys kick it 
Akin to devised scrimmage 
So difficult strides diminish my physical 
Unfit for the visible dumb shit 
Pop a stimulant, tongues lick bitter powders 
Among which
give me the power to come with 
To Recount for a dumb bitch

while i figure the figment up in my mind might trigger
a sublime quite bigger than a bullet to the skull
You’re full of shit
i revolt cause I should’ve been dead 
Could’ve been 
Would’ve been
But I stood with unrest with the lead up to my chest
address steps I took to detect depths unhooked 
From the depression 
Still stalling, Now look 
Ive been falling 
They left when they saw my face 
Bury them all in a shallow grave

I feel like just drowning real deep down in doubts 
Till surrounded by sounds that have kept accounted 
I count them all up until I feel real grounded 
I ran out of luck 
I never found love 
Now I feel more fucked than ever 
So just, fuck forever 
I’ll stay stuck forever 
Enough 

Hook x1

SØCIAL STATUS

prod. by marow & 4ria

lyrics: 

picture me perfect
i ricochet hits & refurbish the shit that i spit 
on the surface
i think that i’ll stick to these verses 
the verdict is out, i deserve this 
worship the verge 
i’m as sick as a purge 
vigorous surge 
i’m absurd as the cigarette burns
on my pillow case 
no fillers in the features
i fulfill the evil deep within rhythms 
conceal indifference with skilled precision 
now listen 
i did it, i’ll do it again 
depicted grimace, lose it again 
inflict the venom
till i’m healed & akin to the pen 
dim witted fucks, i can’t trust 
here’s a hit of revenge, so get the syringe 
tinker with luck or get stuck in a binge 
i construct a rush till it combusts in the end 
how funny everyone discusses friends 
and puts up fronts like it’s a must 
everyone just wants a hint of pretend 
i destruct till the rubble treads lovers 
in bubbles to mend their struggles 

hypothetically speaking 
my hype will be dead by the evening 
creeping on the prospect of nonsense 
i cannot invest in the reason 
reap doubt or be about it 
i plead the profound encounters 
to keep an ounce of accountability
filling me
silly me  
for my faith in abilities to encase witty tips
im willing to face with agility 
ur shitty to pity, 
believe me, i’m fiending for another achievement 
i’m creeping 


in a prison, in my mind 
im inclined to the limits by design 

here is the sign you were looking for 
so baby, look no more 
fall from cloud nine to demise
how divine 

my image the rest regard as inefficient 
my repertoire is still relinquished on records 
the bars may diminish the reservoirs 
i just still think there’s some left
i could harp on the link between methods & madness 
i sink in the weather in tact
with a glimpse of depression
the static flings under the pressure, erratic 

in the middle of the night
light strikes, it’s another slight fight 
against the parasites
apparent, i bear with the perished sights 
of fairness
it barely suffice 
impaired, i cannot square with the gripes 
they just stare through my eyes 
if i dare realize that i’m scared 
then i’ll fucking die 
and forced to watch my momma cry 
spare my soul another try 
heard the truth through the grapevine 


last year, i  needed money 
but hindsight is 2020 
see i might need more than something 
to confront all of the bludgeoning 
sucker for love, i’m wondering 
what’s above me that’s hovering 
what do the troubles bring? 
besides bloody lovers suffering 
i’m uncovering 
i’m uncovering 
i’m uncovering 
i’m uncovering 

the truth, the blues, i knew 
the truth, the blues, i knew

PRETTY PICTURE

THE DEATH OF PEACE OF MIND

ARTIFICIAL SUICIDE

ASCENSION

Gimme Danger

Gimme Danger (feat. ralph)

prod. by saint urya & Zaki Ali 


lyrics
When I was in the psych ward
You were on your fucking high horse 
I got sidetracked by life forms 
quite bored living life sober
So I might form 
a tight order of rhymes sorted 
I find horrid  
breaking the rules 
I might get fined for it 
Making fools in line forfeit 
lines on my forehead
Align with the number of times 
Ive been so numb and divine 
Here’s a design
Combined to fuck up your mind 
Rid you of grimace 
I’m trying
To paint you a picture 
Elicit the figures 
I’m legit 
I’m tripping 
I’m Ticking like clocks, here’s a figment 
Fickle as fucks who exhibit 
Slick interruptions and gimmicks 
Mic in my hand, I feel gifted 
Like I’ve been damned to inhibit 
All of the standards I pick it 
Apart, cannot pander to bitches 
I’m bigger than that 
And I’m living so large 
I Command while I kick it 
With bars that I’m managing 
Views that are harsh 
Understanding I’m damaging my heart 
When handling adderall scripts 
That I’m sampling daily 
Striking the tiniest chords, ukulele 
I’m failing
to check off the things on my bucket list 
Too busy dealing with feelings 
You fucking bitch caused 
I’m still lost 
What’s the cost of this turbulence crossed 
Against thoughts I exhaust 
Till I’m burnt out and squashed 
That shit is raw, know I’m flawed 
Cause In hindsight
I feel like I’m walking through fog 
I cannot walk this shit off
Top of the morning 
I topple the bars with a topic I scoffed 
Till it’s hot like the tropics
I tap in til tapped out on god 


Things been barely moving 
Ive been barely sleeping 
Intertwined 
With my share of delusions 
Fairly conducive 
To the grind 
Killing time, I feel dead inside 
Like I ingested insecticides
Give me a second, I’ll sink in the pressure 
Death to my pride 

barely alive 
Feel like I’m barely alive 
Yeah
Barely alive 
Everyones staring, I hide 
Yeah
Bear with my mind  
Imperative that I defy 
All these fuckers inside  
Til I perish and die 
Killing time 
Fill the lines 
Feel like I’m barely alive

B4RELY 4LIVE

JASXN x SHADE APOLLO - DEATHONDISPLAY [PROD. NETUH]

[Verse 1: XVOOTED]
Stick wita stick
Its a blick on my dick
How he gon talk when a nigga ain't shit
Glock wita beam be green when i hit
Came wita blade and a emo bitch
666 likes slits on wrist
TH TH TH like vooted got lisp
Silencer bitch i dump the clip
16 shots its hollowtips
STI AND SRT
NIGGAS TRYNA BE LIKE ME
Sending shots up at that V
And K gotta big scope
Bullet holes left on their windows
Swinging wita choppa and im aiming at my damn foes

[Chorus]
He gon backflip (yuh)
He gon backflip (yuh)
He gon backflip (yuh)
He gon backflip (yuh)
He gon backflip (yuh)
He gon backflip (yuh)
He gon backflip (yuh)
He gon backflip (yuh)

[Verse 2: OMXNEMO]
Make em do a backflip
I’ll put em in a casket
They got me going batshit
Can't pipe a thot who ratchet
Guess what shawty
I am a psycho
I still live life like a maso
You think you hid your intentions
I read you like a typo
So lil bitch
Pull up pull up, yeah
You ain't gon do shit
Suit up suit up, yeah
Im on my ego trip
Dance motherfucker dance
And catch a pistol whip
12 lookin where you went
But you do not exist

She gon recite her confessions
While this bitch live in my mentions
I just divert my attention
And kick her out the collection
Watch us stackin
Body after body after body after lighter, uh
Dancin in the flames
I’m drunk and sippin apple cider, uh

[Chorus]
He gon backflip (yuh)
He gon backflip (yuh)
He gon backflip (yuh)
He gon backflip (yuh)
He gon backflip (yuh)
He gon backflip (yuh)
He gon backflip (yuh)
He gon backflip (yuh)

[Verse 3: AUXXIE47]
It’s mr pull on your block wait SKRRRT I’m here bitch
Empty out that clip , start the car , then the gear shifts
I’m blacked out blacked out, I don’t hear shit
Tapped out, tapped out on frank mir shit
Wait it’s too bloody on the floor bitch
Corpses are decaying where there’s bullets on the floor bitch
Plus I put my dick inside a girl she was yo bitch
Yaddayaddayadda she a hoe bitch
Shots shots shots shots shots shots
We want shots shots shots shots shots shots
Do not grab the fucking water, we want shots shots shots
Lil Bitch we bout to burn it’s gettin hot hot hot
Yeah online she bad , bad bitch
Real life she trash catfish
Your soul is mine have it
Dead star we live savage

BACKFLIP - OMXNEMO (ft. XVOOTED + Auxxie47) (prod. krose + guardian)

LYRICS:

I got no remorse
No complications
Can this cunt take a permanent vacation?
Opened up, multiple lacerations
Feel the force nah it spreading through the nation
What the fuck is up, huh?
Told you man enough times that I don’t give a fuck
Talk bad, then act bad w/ it
Movements gettin made a fucking mile a minute

I don’t cap
I don’t claim
This dumb bitch, is jus the same
I’m going psycho, I want cane
Got the coco pop go your brain, fuck you saying like
Say I’m fucked up, well it’s probably true
But for sure getting jealous do it better than you
Had to fucking speak up, I’ll be there in a few
Bouta pop up on you coming thru w/ the crew

I got no remorse
No complications
Can this cunt take a permanent vacation?
Opened up, multiple lacerations
Feel the force nah it spreading through the nation
What the fuck is up, huh?
Told you man enough times that I don’t give a fuck
Talk bad, then act bad w/ it
Movements gettin made a fucking mile a minute

Fuck up bout my looks, when you chatting to them minors
Pussy wanna talk, then he end up w/ a shiner
Fucking lil bitch, check the clock end the timer
Forgot about me? I’ll be happy to remind ya

I got no remorse
No complications
Can this cunt take a permanent vacation?
Opened up, multiple lacerations
Feel the force nah it spreading through the nation
What the fuck is up, huh?
Told you man enough times that I don’t give a fuck
Talk bad, then act bad w/ it
Movements gettin made a fucking mile a minute

INSTA: @synsy

NO REMORSE (Prod. Jon Cass)

lil sleepy X psychnaut- Taking You Into The Woods To Kill You With The Bat In My Trunk

TRENOYXMI X NIKKO X MVRTYR - WELCOME TO THE VOID {Prod. Trulife}

LYRICS:
(OMXNEMO)
Fake fake fake fake fake fake fake fake
Fake fake fake fake fake FAKE FAKE FAKE

Fuck my fake friends
Fuck my fake friends
Fuck my fake friends
Fuck my fake friends

(BRXND X OMXNEMO)
Fake fake fake fake
Cut you to bits lick the blood off my blade
Boy you ain’t shit and I know you ain’t changed
Rinse and repeat you stay actin the same

(OMXNEMO)
Knife in my back and you catchin a fade
Y’all fucking roaches, i’ll spray you like raid
Switched up but now you’re the one getting played
Talk all that shit before, now you afraid
Huh?
Yeah, no one gives a fuck if you’re scared
You won’t come back from the fall off, beware
You gon get left on the brink of despair
No one to turn to, your label don’t care
You shoulda never been born (bourne) no pierre
Tryna fix shit there’s no way to repair,
You just a bitch but you ain’t self aware

(BRXND)
I don’t give a fuck cause you know that ima blow up
Bitches always mad and they say I gotta grow up
Talkin all this shit but I know they never show up
Shut your fuckin mouth bitch, you make me wanna throw up
Aye
Vomit on a verse make it sick
Talk behind my back like a snitch
Say it to my face little bitch
Fists to your face let it stick

Fake friends fake friends fake friends fake
Fake friends fake friends fake friends fake
Fake friends fake friends fake friends fake
Fake friends fake friends
I’ll show em what pain is

(OMXNEMO)
Fuck my fake friends
Fuck my fake friends
Fuck my fake friends
Fuck my fake friends

FAKEFRIENDS - OMXNEMO (feat. BRXND) [Prod.  PANDEMXNIUM]

DEFAULT - OMXNEMO (feat Lucie's Nightmare)

ENVY - OMXNEMO + 914PXPE!

Prod. aztecas
Lyrics, Vocals, & Mixing/Mastering by Red Dot & 6a6ayaga
Cover Art by Red Dot

I Like

I Like w 6a6ayaga (Prod. aztecas)

ENJOY :)
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(HDPURELY Verse)
Bring the violence with the pain
Bring the violence with the pain
Bring the violence with the pain
Bring the violence with the pain

Bring the violence with the pain
Bring the violence with the pain
Bring the violence with the pain
Bring the violence with the pain

Walk into the cage mean mug on face
Hear the crowd screaming loud seeing blood on his face
Talking all that shit
You gone learn with ya face
Got my rage building up power send you to space

Time of my life bitch I’m ready to fight
See my opponent the prey in my sight
Make one mistake got you seeing the light

RELEASING MY RAGE BITCH IM COMING TO FIGHT!!!!!

METAL
Knock yo face off 3 punch combo on pedal
Straight kick to ribs you back off you backpedal
3 seconds pass we stare off respect settle
I turn to Devil kill you with mental

Pain
Hit you wit a 1 2 then a high kick to your brain
Yo Back upon the canvas now im let these punches rain
Left you in a pool of blood depleted bloody stain
Blood on my face from breaking up yo face

(Kiing Loki Verse)
Fuckin up your face
face the facts
rata tat
hate the taste of the strap watch yo back
the collector set the traps got some killers lace the crack
cut a deal at the crib in and out that’s how you set the trap
Ima a God amongst men put thy blessings in the pen I’m always fulla tricks Omnitrix im Ben 10
Puttem in a coffin ain’t no stoppin if he coughin that’s a wrap all these rappers smokin gas until I’m bustin out the wraps hippie flippin mixin Molly with some caps
Go to LIDS and sells some hats I heard you rappin on some Cap
SHIT

ACTIN TOUGH BECAUSE YOUR DADDY LEARNED SOME MAGIC
RIGHT BEFORE YOUR EYES YOU SAID GOODBYE AND THEN HE WALKED OUTSIDE AND VANISHED
I have to keep movin you cryin you boo hoo have mama kiss boo boos the cops never catch me I even leave blues clues shit
It’s only cuz I’m lazy like recliners kickin back
Stop thinkin that you rap because you got the rhymezone app
Uh
I keep it loud keep it loud

HDPURELY x KiingLoki - NeverBackDown (Prod. Zeeroxx)

collab between Dutch rapper III-SCAR and Russian female producer/artist n0trixx made at the very lowest points of both of their lives

Futile Existence w III-SCAR (prod. n0trixx)

Oh So Being Suicidal Makes Me A Bad Boyfriend Huh?

prod. https://soundcloud.com/slvg420?utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing
cover art by: https://www.instagram.com/danzaro.jpg/

Blurry Dream

$witchblade - Blurry Dream [prod. SLVG]

XENO

Ghost In The Mirror (feat. Caleb Shomo)

At Heart

Hey Mister

Isolation

Pure Evil

ZILLAKAMI X SOSMULA - 33RD BLAKK GLASS (PROD. BY THRAXX)

Carnage

IG: @lil_sunken_eye
tweet at me: https://twitter.com/sid_thatsit
catch me on Spotify

pain.

DAWG

CITY MORGUE VOL 2: AS GOOD AS DEAD

THE BALLOONS

prod by gmp, zak ali & 4ria


SPOTIFY LINK BELOW


https://open.spotify.com/track/2yLZAeViNb16Q6tQ2SYL58

lyrics: 

look at these problems, you started yourself 
while i sharpen my skill set for stardom to pelt 
& propel you to melt 
so please pardon my yells 
cause my therapist says i’m too hard on myself 
& i harp on the shit that you did so unwell 
it exist in conditions, i’m starving to tell 
instead i stay timid, get lost in my shell 
and i run a new scrimmage like johnny manziel 
bitch i quit drinking, i’m sinking in vomit i belch 
and beginning to think i could opt for some help 
all of my thoughts they just linger like prisoners sit in a clink 
wish i could just be more limber 
or be less distinct 
instead i yell timber 
depressions in sync with my temper 
that shit all grows heavy 
i vent to my shrink till it’s slender as feathers 
meticulous new repetitions 
i let it relinquish what i can’t remember, so tender 
but what difference does it make 
with the distance that i take 
i’d rather never win than try to blend in with you fakes 
i spit the precious gems that descend to bottoms of lakes 
you wretched fucks are asbestos, i can’t try to behave 
i don’t want to spend any more time tryna debate 
i’m still tryna climb the ladder up to meet my fate 
as the time shatters 
rewind, won’t align all your lies with my laughter 
i brine in sublime & latch onto my habits 
i find when i’m manic 
& till i go peak, all my passion is bleak 
until you all reach my new absence 
let that all read as my way of now getting complete 
and redeeming the panic 
this shit is no feat 
it’s a means of me slamming 
you hoes into granite 
you hoes all go show off your glow into cameras 
instagram models, be damned if i cannot fuck 
all of those filters can’t help what the damage does 
cause you’re a 6 just like digits from canada 
business as usual, city is cancerous 
writtens i drew the truth, so much less glamorous 
can’t handle gambles, i travel from 
lands where i drag my love forward 
with bags of drugs 
packing up 
i’ve got a lack of trust 
from all the knives in my back 
i’m not backing up 
cause all these wounds make my breathing hard 
like your damn asthma does 
you’ve got a bag of tricks 
well i’ve got active love 
holding raps captive 
connect them all like it’s a pack of plugs 
sold off the raps i sung 
you’re all so old, but you’re acting young 
tricks are for kids 
and i told em, i had enough 



look at these problems, you started yourself 
while i sharpen my skill set for stardom to pelt 
& propel you to melt 
so please pardon my yells 
cause my therapist says i’m too hard on myself 
& i harp on the shit that you did so unwell 
it exist in conditions, i’m starving to tell 
instead i stay timid, get lost in my shell 
and i run a new scrimmage like johnny manziel 



look at you 
look at you 
you little judgmental cunt 
now bitch look at you

judgmental c*nt

[Featuring @sinizteroffical]
[Produced. by @Silencyde]

LYRIC VIDEO: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FBwoyFd9CjQ

ART: https://www.instagram.com/damnspark/
VIDEO: https://www.eardysprod.com/

Lyric Video

TRUE FORM (ft. SINIZTER)

PISS ANT

Mystic Plug Records 

Empty tha Clip Records