Original art by Sunnyclockwork on twitter ofc.

[Verse 1: Lil Blue August]
Ya boi just caught a body sold his soul to the street
"Oh please, send away the demons that's depraving me"
Watch his face look in the mirror then his tear ducts starts to leak
While they muddy up his vision till he ain't able to see
 From the corner of his eye he see the sun about to rise
He thinkin "I deserve to die it's an eye for an eye"
Turn the barrel on himself but he gon' make his mama cry 
Now his phone is ringin' ight I guess it's time for him to slide

[Verse 2: Lil Dark September]
Demon Dog
Got my fuckin blade bloody steel
Speak on death so much. cause that's the only thing that is real
Pick me up when I'm down no cause hate will never cease
They gon' push me through the dirt until I'm seven feet beneath
No rest for the weary, and no help for weak
Only blessings for the wicked cause it's money that they seek
Till I catch them in the act and leave them sleeping in the street
Till I send they ass to hell so the fire help them see
Oh man, god damn

I guess that this was never in your plans
I never can be weak so imma stand
Just providing you with pain so that's this message in yo brain 
Fuck boi

Clairvoyance (Prod. Sasha's Dying)

ALRIGHT (PROD. LUGA)

CRUSH ft. reaptokyo (Prod. DJ$B)

MARI /// HIKIKOMORI (Prod. Sasha's Dying)

[Verse 1: Lil Blue August]
Tryna grab my soul but i won’t fold
sometimes i’m feeling like i got no time i’m gettin older
it’s almost like a limit on yo time for bein chosen
but even tho i’m weary get it done cause i’m a soldier i told ya

you slither like a serpent 
better find a purpose
better find some boys in blue ‘fore you get turned to purple 
he always servin up the percs that’s why they steady swervin
i know that i can talk coherent but my brain be slurrin
 
and even though my pockets hurt she gimme swallow service 
you niggas need to come to terms w yo internal burnin
don’t what to do with trauma, holdin on to nothin

so now they mad and tryna start somethin

these niggas hate cause imma go getta 
and they got a lot of anna cause i flow betta
they wish that they could have my riches 
wanna talk to riven 
tryna throw me off my mission bitch it’s not forgiven 


you say you got it why you bitchin, nigga?

[Verse 2: Lil Red October]
Bitch you on that sucka shit
Ya always on another nigga dick
Before I hit my lick, I gotta light another spliff
But damn I can't believe, I don't wanna see 
All these fuckin demons dancing in the breeze
Gonna freeze beneath the fuckin Taiga
Sasha gonna slice you up, my bloody scythe inside ya
Leading kids to hell, my legion free sign on the line ya
Think I'm boutta fight ya?
Ion use no hands, I bring them sticks I'll fuck yo life up

My niggas play you like Atari 
Bullets in the rain, form not the same you feel yo heartbeat
Slowly pulsing down yo vision dimming see the stars gleam
Fuck around and haunt me 
Feelings not the same, my shorty pained she hang like MARI
My niggas play you like Atari 
Bullets in the rain, form not the same you feel yo heartbeat
Slowly pulsing down yo vision dimming see the stars gleam
Fuck around and haunt me 
Feelings not the same, my shorty pained she hang like MARI

MARI (Prod. Sasha's Dying)

sunshine

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(LIMB$):
whoda thought life and death the same  
ended up in hell now I whip a fuckin chariot of flames 
sharp blades all day don’t play 
look me up and down lil hoe
we ain’t the fuckin same 

hell nah hell nah

limbs is just a silhouette wit a shadow on his side cold to the bone frozen spine bitch im bonafide deadshed deep when I ride wit our souls on fire we been fucked for years listen up yeh we live to die

(VANDAL):
rinding clean with my team
straight up out that 214
dead shed from the triple d
and we killing all you hoes

i don’t know what for 
we don’t really like you bro
come and get your wig split
i’ll put your body on the floor

same shit different day
ain’t no thang i’m swanging blades
fuck with me and i’ll take your dame 
then i’ll make a fuckin stain

point the tone gripping chrome
aim it at your fucking dome
broken soul with no home
bout to rob a couple stores

WIG SPLIT

SHOWTIME [FT. T-CHOPPA] (IG: @zoomthrax)

WWIII [PROD. RYAN C]

Not Funny, Didn't Laugh. 

Scroll AMV: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ktIBtANnrLU

Producer Blunt CHRIST
https://www.instagram.com/bluntchrixt/
https://www.youtube.com/channel/UC1UcBT7SHJOfCuC2Vdzx1RA
https://soundcloud.com/bluntchrixt

[Verse 1: SCP-6789] (Sasha)
I don't wanna see your face up in this grave that u lay 
I'm going back to kickin doors before i sanction my blade
Up in the trap where i stay 
In the attic loading my K
Before i listen to the voice and find a nigga to spay aye

I don't think you niggas know about the set that i rep
We hella deep, you six feet under cause u met Lady Death 
We serving foil up to the junkies, now they high off the meth 
Persuade the children to drop out and overdose on they desk

Always think about the past and wonder if that's what I meant 
Because I pulled up with the blade I'm here to silence your breath
You see me glowing in the sky, the diamonds shine on my neck
This evil shit inside of me will tempt my urges till death
You bitch

[Verse 2: Blue August]
(Kira)
I'm the boy with the Black March 
And i'll extinguish all the stars
i'm the boy who boutta rise the nation, laughin as you fall 
I'm the brawler of the gods 
I'm the OG im Jahad
All you niggas on that corny shit i might just fuck yo broad (yuh)
I don't wanna go there
I don't wanna go there
Cut your head off with the sword just like im Lloyd Irving 
I'm just fuckin up the ozone all the smoke i'm blowing
I'm crying thinkin bout a bitch while sippin on a potion 
I don't get, You don't get it we don't see it either (what the fuck?)
Like Junji Ito on some shit i'll manifest a spiral
Manifest the dragon conjure fire like i'm Spyro
I can't hang around you niggas cause I'm anti-viral
Kira

Maschenny (prod. Blunt Christ)

Featuring: @scriptzrap
Stream on Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/track/4jmKm6p0xCEioeFO8V88k1?si=8402a25ef37c4e21
Lyrics:
Joker from the cut Dive now I'm fish without the flop 
Might as well call me the shark I am sniffing up all the blood 
From a distance -- we got persistence and the luck 
Got the cemetery strut - boney boy with fiddy sluts 
Hunnid gram blunt in the fuckin tauntaun 
Feel so warm in her now I'm gonna have some fun-fun
Now I'll try to warn of her cause she bit up my gun-gun
Made me broke when I tried to make her a devil nun-nun
Bitch at masses I'm the anti-pope I'm one-one
Startin a new thang with the army that I got way dun-dun
Tearing down the pulpit like a coolkid, sun-sun 
Glasses on, workin ton, hassle run to twerkin bum, I'm grabbing it up I'm lookin for the passcode becoming straight 
Asshole Now I feel better cause the bitties are chasing on my ass woah
Looking right at secretary and her tatts shown
Like a work of art she treats herself and I know that's dope
Scriptz

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GLOCKTIGHT (feat. SCRIPTZ)

INSTA - https://www.instagram.com/scriptzture/
SC - https://soundcloud.com/scriptzrap

SCRIPTZ - TYPO (PROD. ELECTROCUTION SOLUTION)

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