FTP (“UZI IN DA TRUNK”) (PROD. DJ RRØTTIÑ)

Broken Toy

MORNING Feat. HHPBABYG

The Revengers - "HATING."

Production by Mxnty
Guitar - Mezolith
Drums - Blood Love
Bass - Smrx
Percussion - Jack WD
Vocals - Smoke Bomb, Ang3l Crat3r, Jack WD & Mxnty

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[Verse 1: Smoke Bomb]
A-Acting like you hate me
C-Copy my style now you like me
Mi-Miss me with your bullshit fam
They all on saying I'm gready man way that I put this life on easy mode man
If shit's not mine than whose mind am I in?
Made it my room with the chair tipped it's a mess
I've got mine so it's fine
I'm back on dropping to kill it without rest (Huh? Uh)

[Pre-Chorus: Mxnty, Smoke Bomb & Ang3l Crat3r]
(Ahh) I've got that shit on me (walking the street, I never give a fuck)
Got that shit on me
I'll up it on you
(Ahh) I've got that shit on me (walking the street, I never give a fuck)
Been working since seventeen
I'll up it on you
(Ahh) I've got that shit on me (walking down the st-, walking down the st-, walking down the st-) 
Got that shit on me
I'll up it on you
I've got that shit on me (walking, walking, walking, walking, walking down the st-)
Been working since seventeen
I'll up it on you (Yeah!)

[Chorus: Jack WD & Smoke Bomb]
Got that shit on me
Got that shit on me (like yes I-)
Got that shit on me 
Got that shit on me (like yes I-)
Got that shit on me
Got that shit on me (like yes I-)
Got that shit on me
Got that shit on me (like yes I-)

[Verse 2: Smoke Bomb]
Working on building the mystery
Seen around town on my bike in misery
"Aye pull over" Nah fuck that I tell them to bite me
I tell them to bite my back when I'm dipping
Doubled down upping my mood
Double down depressive state now I'm feel good like what 'bout you?
I don't give a fuck tryna make the ground shake, Toph (yayayayaya)
Tough just how I move 

[Bridge: Ang3l Crat3r]
There ain't motherfucking time
Not when you work your ass off like the way I'm working mine
There ain't motherfucking time
Not when you work your ass off like the way I'm working mine (Huh? Uh)

[Pre-Chorus: Mxnty, Smoke Bomb & Ang3l Crat3r]
(Ahh) I've got that shit on me (walking the street, I never give a fuck)
Got that shit on me
I'll up it on you
(Ahh) I've got that shit on me (walking the street, I never give a fuck)
Been working since seventeen
I'll up it on you
(Ahh) I've got that shit on me (walking down the st-, walking down the st-, walking down the st-) 
Got that shit on me
I'll up it on you
I've got that shit on me (walking, walking, walking, walking, walking down the st-)
Been working since seventeen
I'll up it on you (Yeah!)

[Breakdown: Jack WD, Smoke Bomb & Ang3l Crat3r]
You, it's up to you, Up, it's up to you, Up, it's up to you (Up it on you)
Up, it's up to you, Up, it's up to you, Up, it's up to you
Up, it's up to you, Up, it's up to you
(Ahh, You)

[Chorus: Jack WD & Smoke Bomb]
Got that shit on me
Got that shit on me (like yes I-)
Got that shit on me
Got that shit on me (like yes I-)
Got that shit on me
Got that shit on me (like yes I-)
Got that shit on me
Got that shit on me (like yes I-)

[Bridge: Ang3l Crat3r, Jack WD & Smoke Bomb]
There ain't motherfucking time
Not when you work your ass off like the way I'm working mine
There ain't motherfucking time
Not when you work your ass off like the way I'm working mine

[Outro: Jack WD]
Ahahaha

The Revengers - HATING.

REAL MANIC MUSIC

PROD. @FUCKDISTURBED

JOHN DOE AIN'T NOBODY GONNA RECOGNIZE HIM
DNA DOE AIN'T HELPIN IF THEY EVEN FIND HIM
HE WAS TALKIN TOO MUCH SHIT I WENT AND DID HIS LIFE IN
CHOPPED HIM UP AND SPREAD HIM OUT I DON'T KNOW WHY THEY EVEN TRYIN
I BEEN SPAZZIN OUT AND SPITTIN UP ON EVERYTHING
I DONE PULLED UP ON THAT BOY AND DOUSED IN KEROSENE
MAN IT'S CRAZY ALL YO BOYS SOME FUCKIN FEINS
I JUST SOLD YO HOMIE FENT AND I WAS LAUGHIN WHILE HE SEIZED
IT WON'T TAKE ME 6 SHOTS BUT I GET THE SHIT DONE
??? (REDACTED)
HE GON GET HIS ASS SHOT BUT IT AIN'T MY PROBLEM
I AIN'T GIVE A BITCH NONE IF SHE AIN'T MAKIN ME CUM
AYE IT'S ON MY BUCKET LIST I NEED THE BITCH TO RIP ME UP
BITCH I SAID IT BEFORE
I NEED A BLADE IN MY GUT
SHE SAID SHE JUST WANNA HIT THE PIVOT
I SAID IT AIN'T MY SONG IF I AIN'T TALKIN VIOLENCE
I SAID IT AIN'T MY SONG IF I AIN'T TALKIN VIOLENCE
I SAID LIFE A SIMULATION
MOST OF Y'ALL DON'T EVEN KNOW WHAT YOU BE ENTERTAININ
PRACTICE WHAT YOU PREACH BEFORE YOU FUCKIN SPEAK ABOUT IT!
PRACTICE WHAT YOU PREACH BEFORE YOU FUCKIN SPEAK ABOUT IT!

JOHN DOE [PROD. FUCKDISTURBED]

[Intro]
Ugh, Uncontrollable rage
Face the fact you mistook me for average, average
I kill over mistakes

[Hook]
Blind, they all mess with me but don't know my mind
I don't work for him, fuck you, I'm-
Heavy with the way that I'm fixed to rhyme
Overcame the blinding hovering over this spite
You ain't worth a penny, nigga, not even a dime
You're average, average, average, all right

[Bridge]
Many fits of rage
My anger fixed nothing
My stone heart in a cage
You will need back brace

[Verse 1]
Many-Many of these niggas on my list because they're wierd
Huffing wierd into my cavities, I don't got left none to share
Many-Many-Many of these niggas on my list because they're wierd
Huffing wierd into my cavities, I don't got left none to share
Many-Many-
Slide to the left
Slide to the right
Slide to the left
Slide to the right

[Verse 2]
Pack up! (Yes Sir!)
Boots on! (Yes Sir!)
Load up! (Yes Sir!)
Roll out! (Yes Sir!)
Slacks tucked! (Yes Sir!)
Ties tied! (Yes Sir!)
Boot up! (Yes Sir!)
You're stuck doing nothing

[Refrain]
Average, average, average, all right
You're average, average, average, all right
You're average, average, average, all right
You're average, average, average, all right
Aaagh, If you say I'm moving different it's because I am
If you say I'm moving different it's because I am
If you say I'm moving different it's because you're average, average, average, all right

[Outro]
Many fits of rage

GRADE POINT AVERAGE. [Prod. Or.1ove] | [art by @lildvrkie]

mixed by Mirzam and Smoke Bomb

Lyrics: 
Waiting so patient 
Been waiting all week
To finally take ‘em 
To finally tweak
Been stressing and stressing
I need some release
I wanna get high 
I just wanna break free
I just took four
And I know I need more
Took four more
But I gotta have more 
I want more 

Room on fire my skin is freezing 
Feeling my chest my heart’s not beating 
No clue how to control my breathing 
Someone help me I can’t stop screaming
Seeing my thoughts escape my brain
Question myself, am I insane? 
No safe way to avoid the pain 
The only solutions to self medicate 

Nothing is real, not me or my friends 
Family’s a joke they only pretend 
In the end we all end up dead
So why not just put one inside of my head?
Girlfriend is mad, I did it again 
Trip getting bad, I need it to end 
All of this torment you can’t comprehend 
If this shit stops please let me know when 

Make this shit stop it’s not fun anymore 
When does this end it’s not fun anymore 

God make it stop it’s not fun anymore
Please make it stop it’s not fun anymore 
God please stop it’s not fun anymore

Take these drugs away from me
This shit is not made for me
Warp my mind and play with me
I won’t submit so easily

But I need you to help brighten my day
Take all my worries and wash em away
so much bullshit we deal with today
But You give me the drive and something to say 

Every person has a purpose being put here on this earth
But we gotta find it out before we end up in the dirt 
But we killing our selves and put each other on our shirts
And we Point the fucking finger how bout we point at her 
Or him, them, me you
You don’t got a fuckin clue
Whatchu gonna fuckin do? 
When a barrels pointed right at you
And they aiming at your nose
And they got you in a scope 
And they snatching all your money and your dope

Is your God gonna save you? 
Are your drugs gonna save you? 
Are you sure they won’t replace you?
Are you sure they won’t betray you?

thank God its Friday [Prod. YUNG VENXM]

[Intro]

[Hook]
What's up? Push 'em all back
What's up? Push 'em all back
What's up? Push 'em all back
What's up? Push 'em all back

[Verse]
If you in my way when I'm getting where I gotta go
Know that I obliterate anything, it explodes
Holding at the seems on my slacks, I go geronimo
Stab and attack any beat, I body any flow
Fuck it, Imma make a scene, cause a ruckus
Dumb shit, blessing ain't a blessing if it's coming from luck, bitch
Fuck niggas can't compete with me, that's real shit
Lick this knob bitch, fuck your life
I been in the Pitt like-
Now I'm on top of the Mount, Everest
I know I'm too good for tags
They know I'm the best at this and at that
Call me goon, mole and nomad
Noone wants your bitch, no chance
They know not to fuck with a man mad
I get ugly when I spaz attack
I don't need a strap
Throwing back that frag
Faggot bitch pussy motherfucker
I hope my words hurt
I hope your lies worth
I hope you know that you are staying under
You'll soon know what it's like to be crushed by my former
I been in my duffel, in my bag
Mocking that shit you call rap
I dont even need a strap
Much less one of a tat
Keep my meat out ya mouth, you fag
Faggot
Bitch, everything I drop is a hit
Everything I drop just hit motherfucker, hahaha
Back from the floor with form, I'm vengeance
Bless 'em, don't need a stick like a reverend
I been doing me forever, I'll never regret it
You cannot survive in this wasteland
You just slim & shady but nothing you do mathers
I don't need to act crazy, fuck a fight, I'll just stab ya
Fuck an if, so, maybe, fact, I'll put you in compactor
See me on the mic, they know I'll always be harder

[Hook]
What's up? Push 'em all back
What's up? Push 'em all back
What's up? Push 'em all back
What's up? Push 'em all back

[Outro]

TAKA FLOW. [Prod. DeadTomorrow]

Song lyrics:


It’s a count down 
Kill you like a meltdown 
I don’t hear a sound now
No sound now
I don’t hear a sound now
I don’t hear a sound now
I don’t hear a sound now 
Chainsaw your face off
Kill you 
Kill you 
In a stand off
With a blade in my hand off
Got a blade to cut your face off
Pull up with my chainsaw 
Wanna slaughter your face off
Ughhh
slaughter your face off


ugh yeah yeah yeah
You really talk to much 
Put that knife up in yo gun 
I wanna see you have some fun 
Yeah 
Yeah
Yeah,Yeahh
I got a chainsaw 
Let me rip your face off
Yeah
In a stand off
Fuck
Love it when you ran off
Fuck
you really talk to much 
I wanna shut you up 
Let me stitch your mouth shut 
Now catch a loaded gun 
Fuck 
Love it when you ran off
Fuck 
Now catch a loaded gun

RIP$aw CHAINSAW

Song Lyrics:


Hahahaha
Murder in the slaughterhouse 
You don’t wanna feel this knife bludgeon 
Kill everything without destruction 
I wanna rip you up till there’s nothing
Percussion destruction 
I will blow your brains till nothing
Get out my slaughterhouse 
Get out my slaughterhouse 
Get out my slaughterhouse 
Get out my slaughterhouse
I bludgeon my knife with percussion 
I live in the middle of nothing
Get out my slaughterhouse 
Get out my slaughterhouse 
Hahahaha
You need a facelift 
I can’t even take this
Your blood is so tasteless 
You don’t want that knife to bludgeon 
Murder you dead at the function 
I just wanna cause destruction 
I blow your brain like nothing 
I break your bones into something 
I live in the middle of nothing
I break your body to feast 
I drip blood from my feet 
Hahahaha
You need a facelift 
I can’t fucking take this
I got a knife to bludgeon 
I think I want destruction 
I break your jaw like nothing 
I break the law like nothing
I kill a cop bludgeon 
You die
You die

Slaughterhouse - [Prod.ToothySmile]

CHICKEN SHIT FT. SOULCAST [[PROD. WIRDERSPURCH]]

destroy what destroys you.

@reformcollective

https://linktr.ee/mezolith

thank God its Friday [Prod. YUNG VENXM]

mezolith

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