Lyrics
It's a fucking ritual
Lace the weed like usual
Mental feeling clinical
Breathing getting difficult
Fucking up my visual
Demons getting visible
Now I'm speaking biblical
Angels looking mythical
Switch up the flow like the current in the ocean
Lyrics so deep they be floating with the potion
Crushing up the pills we be snorting different doses
Sit back and watch as my brain decomposes
I know you pussies don't understand my motive
Me and Tony on the grind you can hear our devotion
Don't you go and fuck with us you don't want no commotion
Pull up and shoot you like
I be on my devil shit
Screaming out like triple six
Drive my Honda off a cliff and flip it like a crucifix
Fuck you goddamn hypocrites
Make me act all lunatic
I might fuck around and start a mother fuckin apocalypse
I be high call it suicide rate
Hit the blunt then ride the wave
Flow fucking smooth there's no debate
Astral project up out my grave
I could give a mother fuck about what ya say
All you stupid mother fuckers can feel my blade
You shall be fuckin slain by the king of flames
My metal temple of a god will be embraced

Bitch I feel like fuckin Remi hopping out the ride I'm plotting
Homicide, we just packing fuckin four fives
I leave into the night
Bitch I know you don't got nine lives
I'm standing all black
I got the
I hold the bloody knife
Bitch I Bitch I fell into addiction never seen the
Four fifth I'm packing cause the fuckers ain't wit it
All these diamonds the glisten on me while I lane switch
If you ain't wit it I'm sending off a couple hollow tips
Bitch I'm smoking I'm hoping to open up the seas
Blunts up on my lip when I pull up to the scene
Long scope looking down the mother fuckin red dot headshot
Do do do doom I watch yo body drop

Ritual

Ritual (Feat. TONY GRIPPING TOMMYS)

GO TO GO(ft Lord Distortion)

Like It's Wrong

Featuring @officialundeadronin
Mixed and mastered by @tempknight-harrison

NIGHTMARES + UNDEAD RONIN

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

Twin Turbo

Twin Turbo (Prod. Red Dot)

Covered In Blood

having fun writing again yay

Lyrics:

XP Glitch

[Verse 1]

bitch i do what- ever i want
six inch boots fuck- steppin’ i stomp
mentioned you love- letters i drop
lessons brew my- festerin’ thoughts

showing the best what a burner is
blowing up showing my messages furtherin’
won’t hit the red button learned from the
hoe that got both of her friends sendin’ shirtless pics
stop with the wordless shit

I, do not, have the patience, for a stranger, nowadays
If, you want, grab the pavement, with your face and, pound it; stay
Stiff too long, and you’ll say that, imitation, sounds okay
Bitch I’m gone, where’s my payment, flip your statement, a thousand drained

Bitch I been in it for cash ya heard
Bitch I been broke: inelastic nerd
Picture the shit from my past reworked
Ditch all the shit you thought afterward

Flipping this shit I’m spectacular
I tripped on my bitch I got afterburn
Listen to this let the master work
Fuck all your clicks your track backwards

PB’s in 3D see things like I need treats for the ED keep out
Keep speaking all of these things like you’re knee deep and freezing caughtcha freaking out

Gotcha button-mashing, run-and-gun while looking cunning but it’s
Fuck a map you really need directions all to climb on up a ladder
Hit a crit and then watch every single suffer after
Mitigate with a finisher but no punches stacked up
Sinister with incisions in em and fuck your actions
Getting fed up but starving so now I’m busting ass and
The visuals typical from you busta’s asses
MY THRONE GET THE FUCK BACK

XP Glitch [prod. Rxven]

Back from the war
Are you here for more?
you gon hear my roar
Put you pussies on the shore

Beat you down to the core
how much can you endore? 
Clappin' back like its encore
your face splittin by the door

Battlecry battleaxe bitch you can try
Pleading and begging all you say is "why"
Vox is the king in this shit why you cry? 
leading yourselves to your fucking demise

Bad things , bad shows 
bitch you gonna get fed, to crows
Split ya head like it is dough
Pleadin' for ya life bitch no go

got my damn gun up
im shooting till the sun up
im scorching like the summer
i got ks like osama

you wanna slide nah nah
i pop you in the stomach
its vox im on the comeup
you pussies just cause drama

45 caliber enter ya head
45 dead in this shit im not kidding you
gunning it up can you not smell the lead
god has forsaken me like im a cannibal

mercedes bendz a machete in hand
in your estate and im ready to kill a fool
i dont want problems i solve them with death
solemnly speaking with demons in malibu


I got blood on my dagger
i got Ks with a pager
I been killing like your maker
I been shootin in a hanger
fuck your vision, bitch im stressed
i gotta kill em i can never rest
fuck your authority cannot arrest
grabbing and ripping your heart out your chest

   
got in to heaven just so i could kill
you are no friend of me thats how i feel
god is my enemy kill him with steel
single man army like a navy seal
your god is dead, i killed 'em
im feeding the corpse to the demons
full of dread, i feel it
im dripping this blood through the ceiling bitch

Battlecry [prod. NeTuH]

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