Ouija Macc

Scream Rap

Mentally Therapeutic Musick

Real gang $hit

TRASH WEEKLY

BANGER$

Walking WTF

HAARPER // BEAM TO YA HEAD (Prod. HAARPER)

Artwork: @iamcvrsed
  / iamcvrsd  

CREW RECORDS: https://7.haarper.net/ICUYCR
INSTAGRAM: @crewxrecords

MANAGEMENT
Imperial Artist Management
Jason Malhoyt - jason@imperialartistmgmt.com

BOOKING
33 & West
JJ Cassiere - jj@33andwest.com

FOLLOW HAARPER

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Lyrics:
I was smoking on that indo
Beat that box, her bento
Gang gon drop like flies
When we fire right past that window 
Blade to ear like kimbo
Leave yo ass in limbo
Yo bitch switching sides
Like she playing the Nintendo 

Spike their blunts with that demeton
Feel like megatron
Hit a bump
Murk em on his lawn
‘nother wounded fawn
Bish op down
It’s the stomping grounds
Shooting hollow rounds
Pushin weight
You will not be found
They won’t hear a sound
Don’t bother me
No colloquy
They wanna be me
What they see
Their majesty 
Get knocked like beanie
Guillotine gon make em scream
They’ll see the stars 
And the rings Saturn brings
See the archons from afar

Step into my chamber
And you might just see the light
Left shoulder strapped
Cause the burner always right
Beam to yo head scopin ready to ignite
Fuckin all these hoes
Cause my money never tight

I’ve taken my time to find myself
I’m taken that nine to find yo wealth
They wanna be slime, go watch yo health
I’m bringing that nine point hollow hell
I’m bringing em down with erosion 
Logan cut em with the blades
And their caliber frozen 
Cause I be the one to go and stop it in motion 
Gaara with the coffin of sand implosion

HAARPER - BEAM TO YA HEAD

operation fishnet

prod. by sapjer
written/performed by 4ria 

lyrics
Wishes that I dream, plenty fishes in the sea
But I’ve been too busy stranded on the land of make believe 
I’ve been living with disease and these silly little things 
That turn me into a bitter and little fucking fiend 
Little do they know, nothing is ever what it seems 
The trouble that withholds my vision, ripping through the scene 
No lover I could hold
Let alone get with in between my struggles and my soul
And this fickle, crippling scheme 
I’d simply hope for the best every moment i recede 
Soak myself in your hex and approach these woes with a clean game plan 
Like it’s routine while I stand on my hopes and float off a bean 
Wrote this shit like I sculpted marble into a marvel superhero ensemble 
It sparkles and gleams 
Bars are sharp and cleaner than bar soap 
To harp on the themes of this darkness 
Hit the mark like a dart for this art to be seen 
I could harness my catharsis at a startling speed 
Every past job I had lost 
Had an impact
In fact, to bear away the bell ‘till I was shell shocked 
Until I just felt like I was Pavlov’s dog 
Dragged through withdrawals and became a fucking whack job 

It’s too late for me, take from me 
All I’ve ever had was a taste of brief love until the evening wrath 
And shit, I even crashed 
Off a bean
It’s no surprise my life’s got zigs and zags 
There may be beauty in the madness, but never peace in perceiving that 
I feel inept, but nonetheless I must suppress 
Despite the fact that I’ve been feeling trapped 
L-L-Layers I’m peeling back 
Displays a revealing path
I’ve been speeding past with a sleeping bag 

P-P=Pick up
Trying to find a sign, there’s only hiccups 
In between the lines and the grime, so I dig up 
Pieces of the puzzle ‘till I fill up 
The void, I’ve been inclined to this enigma ‘till the jigs up 

I’m too hopeful till I’m hopeless 
I indulge to cope within the world 
In a sense, I’m a poet 
With the proponents of spoken word
Slowly divulge this repulsive formula 
Hold it up my cornea 
Wrote a colloquial storm to pour this grudge 
Pure bliss that strikes more chords than orchestras 
I’m warning ya that I’m still warming up 
At my boiling point and I still don’t feel warm enough 
Here’s some food for thought that I oughta scarf once my orders up 
In order to see a glass half full with a quarter cup
Forming hoards of songs with these tortured thoughts that were born from loss  
And the more I sought a pure resolve 
I turned to slaw and splurged on wants and needs into a cauldron of my burning flaws 
Stall till the curtains draw 
Fallen
It don’t make a difference if you give in, I’ve been calling 
Out your name to drown the pain, a victim of the solemn 
Mounted shame amounts to change to bring in till I’m ballin’
Bound to fame, about the game 
I’m killing till I’m crawlin’ 
Count the ways I’ll pounce and fade 
These feelings till I’m all in 
Boundless faith may balance days 
I’ll dribble to my coffin 
Scribbling these rhythms ‘till my vision is appalling  
Sprawling, prone to no belonging 

It’s too late for me, take from me 
All I’ve ever had was a taste of brief love until the evening wrath 
And shit, I even crashed 
Off a bean
It’s no surprise if I die any second by design 

P-P-Pick up
Trying to find a sign, there’s only hiccups 
In between the lines and the grime, so I dig up 
Pieces of the puzzle ’till I fill up the void
I’ve been inclined to this enigma ’till the motherfuckin’ jigs up (X2)

L-L-Live up
To the fucking standards that they give ya
Spit up 
Another fucking tantrum ‘till I give up 
B-B-Big ups 
To the fucking manic man 
Only feel the panic when I’m standing face to face with the camera man

MANIC MAN

SACRIFICE & SABOTAGE

YOURE GOING TO DIE TONIGHT

SOUTH SIDE PLAYAZ - Bum X 870

PROD KOSTE MIX AND MASTER BY AMPLIFIEDWAX
@BLEEDTHEWICKEDMENACE
@KO$TE

!FIX BAYONETS! ft. Bleed The Wicked Menace (Prod. Ko$te)

DARCC PLANET

Tropicana Ave

CANT REPLACE ME

Far away from okay

NIKKO - WTW? (ft. Vythe)

Death Star

Fat Camp 

twitter 

@_fatnick

get it on live mix tapes too http://www.livemixtapes.com/mixtapes/33928/fat-nick-fat-camp.html

Don't Tell Me (Prod.Big Los)

Suicidal Thoughts in the Back of the Cadillac, Pt. 3

THE CATS CRYING OUTSIDE MY WINDOW SOUND LIKE THE END OF THE WORLD

Mikey Rotten X Ouija Macc - Shabriri Grape (Prod. Lazyflex)

SXLD MY SXUL

Little drop for sc might upload all plats later

Justice Justice

there's just us just us, splat

Lookin like some motherfuckas in void without blunts shit, blunts shit
Sticky Icky on my mind, im flat, need that fuckin OG kush I can hardly count order
Chaos is what ensues when u smokin pounds in quarters *sub*
Im, waging warfare - on these bitches and the fuckbois creepin on my quarters
Im hiding in the night, fuckin on these give out whore girls
What I need is lordship
 cutting breaks under banners undefeatable
Fates weaving gates cuz im pushin throttle way to go
Making my own way to go, I'm made of courts -
Lordship, Lordship
I'm hunting under swordship sons

Smith n Wesson on my side im making army channel one
Got thtat motherfucking lord whip with an urge im shining on 
Whippin and dippin on all these dumb motherfuckers with kusarigam
Im making dumb Im making on renaissance with speech im done  

Lordship 
Im speaking up I'm carvin writing in the walls
Its lordship
Im speeding up Im putting on that silver crown
Its lordship
Im peaking at the devil and he looks back down
its lordship,  lordship
I'm a reaper from the mouth, bitch

Order, Chaos is what ensues when u smokin pounds in quarters *sub*
Im, waging warfare - on these bitches and the fuckbois creepin on my quarters
In hiding in the night, fuckin on these give out whore girls
What I need is lordship

Im speaking up I'm carvin writing in the walls
Its lordship
Im speeding up Im putting on that silver crown
Its lordship
Im peaking at the devil and he looks back down
its lordship,  lordship
I'm a reaper from the mouth, bitch

LORDSHIP (PROD. REQUIEM CULT)


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"IT'S NOT A REAL SONG ITS JUST DEMONSTRATION HOW YOU CAN SOUND ON THIS BEAT"

$UICIDEBOY$ Ft. Bones - Sprayin Choppas

Victoria's Secret (Prod. Xlout)

Prod. Fantom

I don’t really mind if I anger you
When you bot your streams call that pay-per-view
And you don’t do anything you say you do
When it’s time go Super Saiyan 2
Don’t dare to call yourself a rapper
Really cosplay you is just an actor
Lowest credit to a hired gun
Then you’re only singing what the choir sung
You had took the first chance you got
When it fell through months later then you thought
“Being broke was a part of my game plan
Money will come and’ll be a self-made man
Imma ditch all my friends and live on a diet of
Noodles and fucking Taco Bell
My manager took my wallet and phone
I don’t got AC so it’s hot as hell”
Tell me where the fuck’s the mansion
You ain’t got one, just a trap house
Shifting the blame for your situation
Yeah you tend to lash out
I been independent for so long
I keep it stacking that’s how
Never lost sight or had ditched my principles
So I’m feeling damn proud

Red dots scoped out new routes they’re sending bloodhounds 
Voting for a conquest and on to find new enemies
Shell shocked sell off shoot up until the sun down
Open up the war chest now who can make em bend the knee

Air the place out like a Fresno party
It ain’t a birthday without a strap
Get em too mad made em exhale sharply
You must be lost you must need a map
Try to predict my fall-off
That ain’t been written inside of the prophecy
Grip and constrict the dollas
They be infringing and changing what’s sovereignty
Making those songs for the wrongest reasons
When they deploy their staunchest heathens
Nothing but slop for the bottom feeders
Do their own bidding while on the bleachers
Seeking asylum you reading your comments
The thinner your skin well the further it augments
And doing the worst it has been so habitual
Hating on you is becoming their ritual
Look at who signed a shitty deal
Didn’t check the print now this itch you feel
To drop but had sold the back catalog
But you can’t recoup nada, at a loss
Bout to find a new place to spark
They’re sitting with me but they hate the dark
Their rhetoric dangerous play their part
I have heard all their fucking same remarks

Red dots scoped out new routes they’re sending bloodhounds 
Voting for a conquest and on to find new enemies
Shell shocked sell off shoot up until the sun down
Open up the war chest now who can make em bend the knee

Bloodhounds

$HAKE JUNT - bumboi w zero610 (prod. bumboi)

mak daddy - Too Many Problems

scriptz x jon t smoke em out

Blood In The Pit

Deranged ft. Krypto - Fuck what you heard

Resistance 2 is coming... 

Wasteland is NEAR!!!

NOMO (Prod. Devereaux)

KRUK ONE - RIDE WITH ME

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Fall Thru Da Floor (Prod. Devereaux)

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All Blue (Prod. Devereaux)

Destroyers (NEW ALBUM WASTELAND ON SPOTIFY & APPLE MUSIC)

Mikey Rotten X Ouija Macc - Shabriri Grape (Prod. Lazyflex)

MIKEY ROTTEN