GHOST

GHOST FT AMAYMXN [PROD-AMAYMXN]

[PROD. JACO X BUDD NUFF]

[PONTIUS PILATE]

[VERSE I]
better yet the undead motherfucking $now Leopard 
I got razors in the flesh of necks 
the jugular is severed hoe
blood in the syrup I poured in my drank boy you run up I’ll hit you point blank with the tranq 
pussy no, fuck your rank 
and you slitting your wrist bitch I’m snatching your chain leave you dead in the rain uh 
came to paralyze and decimate upon the face of earth 
I’ll break the plates and burn the dirt 
I’m soaked in ash with bloody slurs
abominate a saint 
im raising hell for what it’s worth 
I tie a rope around the moon and hang from it a death assured uh

[VERSE II]
when I walk up in the spot 
air the whole bitch out 
I’ll get your gang to fucking rot 
got the rounds out now 
bitch I’ll come and rip your top 
made his face leak out 
this pussy better fucking run Yung Christ has risen out the motherfucking ground
take it or leave it this bitch is a demon  
I’ll come and divide you im without a reason 
I’ll sever the deacon 
I'm throwing his head off inside a new eden 
it’s scorching and burning throughout the whole region
I’ll bury your Mary in iron maidens
talking bout it never made it 
but I wanna cut a vein and blast my brain, so, no we do not feel the fucking same 

[VERSE III]
take my fucking switchblade and just slash it through your fucking skull 
run up to your fucking mother’s house and grip the fucking pole 
Pontius Pilate crucify him on a cross of broken glass 
a fountain of black blood will leak out of his ribs until he pass 

[HOOK I]
fuck the fame bust
get you face fucked 
keep a glock tucked 
grip your main slut 
came up out the fucking mud 
some razor blades up in the cut 
I'll put a shard of broken glass of up this bitches fucking gut

[VERSE IV]
I’m ripping through livers in the land of sinners
I’m gonna re levitate over the river then pull out the glock and then pull on the trigger
I said fuck you all bitch I’m gonna deliver 
I'll take you to hell and then rip off your silver 
now you can’t function in face of a slither 
the King of all Cobras
their heads end up missing 
still rack up the killings 
your leaders still face 
Kel-Tec 
loaded right now 
pussy hit the fucking ground 
hit you with them hollow rounds 
ima take your fucking crown 
Kel-Tec 
loaded right now 
pussy hit the fucking ground 
hit you with them hollow rounds 
ima take your fucking crown

[HOOK II]
fuck the fame bust
get you face fucked 
keep a glock tucked 
grip your main slut 
came up out the fucking mud 
some razor blades up in the cut 
I'll put a shard of broken glass of up this bitches fucking gut

VLADTHEIMPALER (noimnotlikedracula) FULL SONG [vlad pt.1+2]

ColeMane X Red Dot - Gaslight (Prod. lil Swedden)

@the0000 💜
Cover art by @the0000 💜
Thanks to @dhaelo for help on the mix 💜

COMA:
I'm falling away
Rip at my face, display all the pain
And take it away
So maybe I'll face, the things that I hate

And better the days
It's all that I want, so maybe I'll pray
And lock it away
Inside of my brain, please empty this cage

Empty this cage
Empty this cage, empty this cage, please empty this cage
x2

THEO:
Open
All that remain is unspoken
Communication is broken
Pull the trigger on the shotgun

Blowing my heart into parcel bits
The corpse will forever swim in the abyss
My soul will rest in bliss
Escaping the problem that I haven't fixed

Cuts are too deep
And it hurts so bad
I heard you weep
And it makes me sad
We bleed from the blade of our toxic love
But don’t you worry cause I'll watch you above
x2

Lock & Key

Lock & Key w/ Theo

(LYRICS)
Bitch I finna die today I read it on my horoscope 
Walk around with hella straps it looking like a telescope
All I do is fucking rap and trap and serve like hella dope
Bitch I think I'm fucking sick like someone find my antidote 
Get this gat and then reload wet em up and then reload 
Reupping on these xans and all my friends think Ima overdose
Maybe Ima up the dose and then my brain gon overload 
I know the devils coming close I'll tell ya dog I'm coming home 
Roll on my blunt let me smoke on my herb bitch
Flex on his life because I found my purpose 
Talking that shit you a bitch and you worthless
Smoke all my weed bitch I do no conserve it 
Spending my money I got it and earned 
This blunts your house bitch you know ima burn it 
Zombie on xanax I think that I'm turning
Open your mouth and just bite on the curb bitch
Disturbing hurting no nice version 
Bitch I'm emerging straight to the surface yea you heard it 
Every beat that I hope bitch you know I fucking murk it 
Bitch I'm putting work bitch I'm putting work in 
Put my fucking dick in now her stomach fucking hurting 
Swinging round a sword got me feeling like a Persian 
Fucking on yo bitch I make her bleed she not a virgin 
I never going back to school but cut em like a surgeon 
Hate this fucking rapping gift this shit has been a burden
Oh you think I really give a fuck you think that Ima a jerk 
Ima pull up with the mingun and let it fucking squirt
Got dead shot head shot put em in the dirt
You another fucking pussy Ima put up in hearse 

I drink razor blades with minute made 
A psychopath come get this fade 
So I can rip your fucking face 
And piss all on your fucking grave

Bitch I finna die today I read it on my horoscope 
Walk around with hella straps it looking like a telescope

HORRORSCOPE

dwmg.com

@CoaastGxd - Wal-Martial Law
Produced by @station666
Engineered, mixed and mastered by Mike Stringer.
Art by @haloblaack

Lyrics
I got a hundred bad habits,
That dont make me an addict,
Another day, another slave, okay,
This shit is so tragic,
Man, I feel Ive been gutted,
The propaganda you trusted,
Oblivious, Im disgusted
Because the plot is so public
But you refuse to use logic when your ideals are confronted,
Rocking preme and bape and gucci always going 100,
You an easy target when the population gon plummet,
Youll be dead an buried while the hopeless plot on the summit.

Tip-Toeing in my Js thru the fema camp,
Rocking all preme and bape thru the fema camp,
Milly-Rocking on a grave full of corpses,
End up one if you choose to ignore this.

Stand in a line,
Tellin your kids everything goin' be fine,
Remember the time
You ignoring all the warning signs?
You aint believe about warring time.
All the hatred that you glorified,
All the people that you ostracized,
I am the devil I cannnot die,
You will forever be horrified.

People make me sick,
People equal shit,
People need a sit,
Evil so legit,
You embed it in your kids,
Let it babysit,
You a fucking piece of shit,
Ima tuck you in,
Reaper creep within,
This the fuckin end.

Tip-Toeing in my Js thru the fema camp,
Rocking all preme and bape thru the fema camp,
Milly-Rocking on a grave full of corpses,
End up one if you choose to ignore this.

Wal-Martial Law [Prod Station 666]

LIFE IN BABYLON

Love you dad.

https://soundcloud.com/jamesgorczyca1

You're a cunt, rockin Supreme wit a fanny pack
You're a cunt, privileged Kanye wit a family stack
You're a cunt, dropping acid, lavish you a enemy.
You're a cunt, off a daddy, hyper-masculinity

Rockin the pleather cuz timing endeavor, I surpassed my heaven so gaze in my Retina
Claim we the issue but poverty gave you spoon, Low class just fuckin you like its a Enema
Catching the breathing when passing a country I'm little to nothing cept drama and poetry
Making a difference just never seemed possible maybe colossal with tainted artillery

How could you tell me this country is right?
Pushed in the ground wit a stack and light.
Told that my dream has been caught in my hand.
Look at my hand, I offered the man.
You think it's a story so perfect and true.
When people tell me that my country is through.
Look out my window I'm peeping the hate.
Looking at heaven with constant debate.

Now I'm a target just speaking my mind but the people still hate me and tell me I'm fine.
People in life would just die at the cross and most of my family just died at the dusk.
Father got cancer, he's deep in the water stuck selling his shit to just keep up wit debt.
Workin my 9 to 5 hearing these zombies just speak about issues that outweigh a spec.
Timing is right
Timing is right when you floss all the gold.

US&A (prod. James Gorczyca)

XI. (prod. forever,always+)

Produced by: https://soundcloud.com/the-virus-uk

Collective: https://soundcloud.com/deadvice

1st Artist: https://soundcloud.com/lildonttalk

2nd Artist: https://soundcloud.com/kutitupdoxx

3rd Artist: https://soundcloud.com/jaztxxextra

4th Artist: https://soundcloud.com/vendetta-vi

Lyrics:

Now ring the bell and bring the mic out
It’s Me and Vice on the front yard of ya hide out
To stick you up for thinking you could shine with all the lights out
And people wanna join the fuckin team like it’s the tryouts uhn
We give you everything we have so you can vibe in piece
Stackin paper up plotting on my big bro’s release
And life’s a fuckin animal but I control the beast
Cookin up a storm cause I’m bored so enjoy the feast
Boy you can’t ignore the heat, My niggas want more to eat
Niggas want war I’ll ensure you enjoy defeat
Standing at your door 44 give you more than grief
Two shots of whateva tell ya fuck you and all your beliefs
Told you that there’s more to see but y’all not ready
You got a weight on yo shoulders and it’s not even heavy
See I would have been afraid but, y’all not even deadly
We pop up from underground and explode like bouncing betty’s
-----------------------------
See they been shaking out in fear cause they awoke the fuckin’ paradox,
Bussin back to back like its a muthafuckin’ pair of glocks,
You might catch me runnin’ somethin’ militant beware the odds,
The only thing you runnin is a muthafuckin marathon,
Fall back, you don’t want that, I got the ball bat, getcho fuckin jaw cracked,
I’m appalled that you really thought I’d haul ass,
From a cut out of your idols you just all gas,
Huh
It was time to pop when virus slid and called the four,
Avada kedavra sending souls up just like I’m voldemort,
He shall not be named unless you callin out for more the gore,
Doxx bitch its doxx bringin the boom bap to the horror core (x2)
-----------------------------
Ima knock out ya braids with my blade
Bringing my glock knock yo top out and swang
Forget ya effort copy they gone mop up ya brains
Oh my god what you think when I’m aiming that strange
pick up the pistol when I’m rockin his system
dick out my britches when I’m jockin his sister, YUH MANE FUCK YOU MANE 
MANE, FUCK YOU MANE
bitch you got me fucked up
yea bitch, you got me fucked up
sliding with propellers hit his chin & slice his neck up
my god my rage ignited when I’m strapped I feel invited bitch get tense I knock I’m wildin you stay inside when I’m outside yea
so bitch you got me fucked up
bitch I grew my nuts up
told him get the fuck up
then body bitch, I’m bucked up
Bitch you got me fucked up
Bitch you got me fucked up
YEAH, BITCH
Bitch you got me fucked up
-----------------------------
BITCH ITS VICE
TAKE YA LIFE
DONT GIVE ME CREDIT YOU GET HIT WITH A SWIPE
WITH A SLICE
SHIT AINT NICE
THESE RAPPERS TEETHIN WITH THE WAY THAT THEY BITE
YEA WE GOT THE SHIT TO MAKE EM JUMP TILL THE ROOF BREAK
PLIERS TO THE GAME, BITCH I’LL LEAVE IT WITH A TOOTHACHE
TIRED OF THAT SAME OLD SAME, NEED A NEW FACE
COMIN WITH THAT ENERGY TO MAKE A FUCKIN ROOM SHAKE
JUMP, LIKE YOU GOT HIT WITH A PUMP
JUMP, IF YOU DONT, LEAVE A BITCH SLUMPED
JUMP, BASS IS LEAKIN OUT THE FUCKIN TRUNK, BITCH
JUMP, VICE IN THIS BITCH DONT STUNT (X2)

GHOST FT AMAYMXN [PROD-AMAYMXN]

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