I didn’t get enough bass, and I made my version, you can watch it with me.

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Lyrucs:

Cart filled loud to the brim 
Back bent from the weight 
Feel the silence like a brick to the head 

Stay sickle like a spine on trial 
When I’m Giles Old Corey keep it silent 
No fentanyl 

40 rocks, More weight, I’m might vomit 
Call me monetary gain, im a prophet
Save face, No shame, No stopping, No capping 
My retina, blank 
Stay blocking up 

Swing wide, go side 
Never age, Soul side 
Rewind, Benjamin 
Overtime, Dolls eye

Could vision, No flash 
But I’m full blind 
Overclock shifting No crash And I’m all fine 

Cart filled loud to the brim 
Back bent from the weight 
Feel the silence like a trail of a witch 
Shit 

Feel lost 
Crow pack, Have my teeth picked 
Let em come back with the tides and I’m sea sick 

If I’m ever losing touch 
I’m out the back 
K.O

Cannot keep on taking shot 
Crack 
Sarajevo

Phantom pains is all I got 
Block 
Bodies in the gutter 
Cup of rot 
Duck thots 
Bye buttercup 

In the background 
Split me like a wing 
Huh 

Manufacture up 
Worship anything 
huh 

Getting dragged down 
Went in that thing 
Black hole 
Succ
Turn into a coiled up spring 

Go
Red light 
I’ll intersect that spot 

Call me six 
How I’m sensing the plot

The Heat From The Sun Is No

W/ https://soundcloud.com/shade666apollo
Lyrics: 
[$witchblade]
Imma be the one who cut you
When you touch I'm like a knife
You keep walking in the dark
But you forget I am the night
You can tell me what your name
Ain't give a buck about you right
You pretend to be the one
But you don't see you are behind
Imma be the one who cut you
When you touch I'm like a knife
Bitch you gotta be all day online
If you don't know you're not my type
Never gonna pull up with a broken mind
If you don't know it's what she's like
Take another one and then I got
That all the time I was so blind
Pull up with a minimal flow
Don't need no one to kill my foe
And you gonna be my bitch begging for bone
But I just leave you all alone
Don't need no straw to sip your blood
Don't need no more some piece of love
I make my days bring me some profit
Before I'm out of the mud
We are sailing on the boat
Then I turn da savage mode
I murder feelings every moment
And then I'm still all on my own
I keep my zone
Oh you think I'm falling low
But I don't need your pity word
I'm really higher than you know
I'm walking on your crazy brow
Am I ready now to go?
This question really bothers but you will never gonna know
Yeah I'm out of my patience and I'm bout to fucking blow
Say to me you hate me more

[Shade Apollo]
King of the undead
Opp turn my scythe red
They talk till the blood shed
Judge me but I’m Judge Dredd
Pull up, leave your spot wrecked
Snatch souls and I behead
The competition quick
Like a guillotine when I spit
Harness heat straight from Hell’s pit
Then unleash it in the booth
This that fire, typa shit that hit different
Might knock a tooth loose bumpin it
Say my name three times and now you’re summonin the Reaper
Wack emcees bitch when they don’t get a feature
Blessin in disguise, woulda made ‘em look weaker
Think it’s straight to the top, I’m posted up, eager
To knock you back down, now you takin a detour
Shade and $witchblade, yeah, the combo is lethal

Cover art by https://www.instagram.com/danzaro.jpg

Undead Smile

$witchblade x Shade Apollo - Undead Smile

CAFFEINE

LYRICS:

Undead Ronin:

Stick a gun up in my mouth
I’m saying hey now
Praying to a god that doesn’t listen
That’s okay now
Got a magazine that’s fulla bullets 
Let it spray out
Pay me with your blood
Or yo soul is getting drowned in the ground
Stick a knife up to yo throat
You saying hey now
Praying to a god that doesn’t listen
That’s okay now
Bitch I’m putting pressure on your flesh you wanting out
I’mma count 1, 2 now you dead on yo knees
I’mma bounce

Had a dream that I was taken to the heavens
God is fucking dead and angels rotten eating off him 
Religion is a fallacy
My blades are told in prophecies 
I’m god of death
And god of war
No man can fell this monstrosity 
Magick Kult shit
Rituals of blood bitch
Got a problem with my crew
We breaking bones bitch
Back up back down
You won’t make it out
Split yo fuckin skull
And take yo body down to hell yeah
Spread death spread hate
Till the pain is gone
Spilling blood out on the floor
Until the break of Dawn
Undead undone by the dark sun
Pussy wanna talk talk talk till his brain gone
Wanna fight? wanna die?
Ain’t no way that you reside
I’m a motherfucking monster
With a blade on my side
Poser wanting clout so he gon hit up my line
With a lie on his mind and his brain in my sights

Stick a gun up in my mouth
I’m saying hey now
Praying to a god that doesn’t listen
That’s okay now
Got a magazine that’s fulla bullets 
Let it spray out
Pay me with your blood
Or yo soul is getting drowned in the ground
Stick a knife up to yo throat
You saying hey now
Praying to a god that doesn’t listen
That’s okay now
Bitch I’m putting pressure on your flesh you wanting out
I’mma count 1, 2 now you dead on yo knees
I’mma bounce

SHXLO:



Undead Ronin:

Stick a gun up in my mouth
I’m saying hey now
Praying to a god that doesn’t listen
That’s okay now
Got a magazine that’s fulla bullets 
Let it spray out
Pay me with your blood
Or yo soul is getting drowned in the ground
Stick a knife up to yo throat
You saying hey now
Praying to a god that doesn’t listen
That’s okay now
Bitch I’m putting pressure on your flesh you wanting out
I’mma count 1, 2 now you dead on yo knees
I’mma bounce

RITUALS OF BLOOD (feat. SHXLO) [prod. Undead Ronin]

Halloween (ft. do not resurrect)

Prod. Fantom, shoutout to @soaped for asking me to be on this track

[soap.]
Pop out constraints like I’m made of c4 
I’m undebatably a fuckin freak show 
I walked away from they Inflated egos 
Watch em turn to rubble in a nutshell, I been known 
Hate to bring the pressure bitch you never keep up 
And even at your best you bitches bend and freeze up 
Extra special message for whoever needs one 
I could end whoever no regret to feel, 
I’m fucked up 
‘Member do or die like it’s last night 
Half life, do we have time to react right? 
Fasten my attention to the matters of the second 
Never grasped the fifth dimension til it shattered on my skull 
Trepidation anxious
Blank pages impatience
Shapeshifted the shame dissipation 
Ain’t fixing the past but my pace been abrasive the waste change into gold 

Where I stand 
In between me and you 
They’d have to take half to see me thru 
Way past what they been doing 
Lame interpretations while
I’m burning up the pages 
Not concerned discerning hatred from irrational blame
Next to why I’m aching It’s all laughable ain’t it 
I took the crash out and saved it 
I took the bad out of anguish 
And aftermath of the man I was 
Is the man I been chasing I made it back, bitch

[YCK]
If the good die young then imma fucking live forever
Ditch my physical form my impact you couldn’t have measured
You cannot modify shifting or stop inevitabilities
Overridden by panic programmed innately this will to breathe, I’m
Leaving em all on hush mode ain’t one for conversation
I couldn’t be bothered I will be donezo for my improper statements
I think that’s enough elusion removing dreamed up conclusions
And no the fuck you ain’t glowing that’s cause I debuffed the lumens
Waiting out the half life a heathen in my past life
But in the present cannot say I’ve been wronging my past rights
Rules for thee but not for me I’m never obedient
Boutta phone who’s expedient termination’s immediate 
Gone to escapism and better not to a state prison
A total loss of cognition like maybe why do I stay hidden
I disappear like Criss Angel evading what all we caught up in
Press delete and complete it commanding that’s my prerogative

soap. x YCK - C4 (Prod. Fantom)

stream/download: https://symphony.to/ethan-ross/cone-gang-phonk

CØNE GANG PHONK

stream/download

CØNE GANG PHONK (prod. Sensu & Lizzy)

Lyrics:

I probably never get my roses till I’m dead and gone
But I have ‘em chantin’ all my lyrics when they play my songs
Feelin’ like a loner lately, I recluse I’m so withdrawn
Leave a message after beepin’ bitch I don’t respond

I be attackin’ from the shadows, like a Trojan Horse
Fuckin’ the game with no protection bitch I’m usin’ force
I don’t be lookin’ for no friends no baby I can’t endorse
Absent moral compass that’s just something I can’t support

I’m spittin’ blood up on my canvas betta respect my craft
I fuckin’ scream it so I mean it hopin’ these words will last
Spellin’ it out like ‘Alakazam’ a wizard without a hat
Embedded a curse up in these words to leave a big impact

Yeah
Man, myth, legend
Let’s do this

TROJAN HORSE (prod. Mikey the Magician)

Don't Give A Fuck (prod. NetuH)

starry eyez ++ qube

Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/mierno/
Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/artist/0lP3nsyr0…iBSSCpXLQdnuj7lQ
Soundcloud: @miernokbt
Lyrics: https://genius.com/Miern-deathwish-seasn-2-lyrics

MIERNØ - DEATHWISH SEASØN 2

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