Spectre (Prod. Denxma)

Homemade Epidural (prod. Robert Lydecker)

Bad Bones (prod. by K4stet x Sleepy Beauty)

Whispers of the Dead feat. Undead Ronin (prod. Denxma)

LYRICS

(Hook - Misfit)

Hop up in my whip
And then I push a hundred fifty
Demons on my wrist
I pop a clip until it’s empty
Grew up in the gutter
Yeah my brothas hella shifty
He said he a gunner
Blicky split him 50/50
Hop up in my whip
And then I push a hundred fifty
Demons on my wrist
I pop a clip until it’s empty
Grew up in the gutter
Yeah my brothas hella shifty
He said he a gunner
Blicky split him 50/50
When I, when I, when I

(Verse - Misfit)

Pop
Off
Socks
Off
Top
Off
Jaw
Off
AR
Stock
Loaded
Cocked
Soul
Dropped
Oh my
God
Sniffin’ on Ket
When I run up and pop
Slide with a vest
And a couple of glocks
I been a vet
Yeah I been round the block
Ain’t throw up a set
And don’t fuck with no opps
Okay
444 was a landslide
But this new shit been a land mine
No same old shit
No gold on wrist
I’m sick off
Of those
Xans I did

(Bridge - Misfit)

I’m fine with it
Dropping a song 
If I vibe with it they vibe with it
Ride with it
Hold up and watch I’ll hold up the Glock 
And slide with it
Don’t hide from it
Laser beamin through his dental region
Now He die a bitch
I’m fine with it
I’m fine with it

(Hook - Misfit)

Hop up in my whip
And then I push a hundred fifty
Demons on my wrist
I pop a clip until it’s empty
Grew up in the gutter
Yeah my brothas hella shifty
He said he a gunner
Blicky split him 50/50
Hop up in my whip
And then I push a hundred fifty
Demons on my wrist
I pop a clip until it’s empty
Grew up in the gutter
Yeah my brothas hella shifty
He said he a gunner
Blicky split him 50/50
When I

(Verse - Rxven)

Pull up got the blades drippin
Crimson stainin’ em
Tick tock, fadin’ em
Conscience may be missin’
Fuck you bitch, that’s main mission
List got hella names stickin’
Cross em out and bodies drop, they’ll take a fuckin’ day to ship it
Take a ticket, lay down bitch
Your brain is twitchin’, may give dick then
Stay a minute, naked image
Trace her clit now mayhem pendin’
Maybe I should fuckin’ cave in every brain I come across and
Waiting, I been stuck in pain I severed baby come and drop it
Pinnin’ wrists our visages are sinnin’ swift in minutes feel her
Rippin’ skin when dippin’ it she listenin’ to gettin’ dicked
Bite my fucking neck, MAKE ME BLEED MAKE ME BLEED
SPLIT THE VIALS FIFTY FIFTY DARK WEB PAY EXTRA FOR ME

(Hook - Misfit)

Hop up in my whip
And then I push a hundred fifty
Demons on my wrist
I pop a clip until it’s empty
Grew up in the gutter
Yeah my brothas hella shifty
He said he a gunner
Blicky split him 50/50
Hop up in my whip
And then I push a hundred fifty
Demons on my wrist
I pop a clip until it’s empty
Grew up in the gutter
Yeah my brothas hella shifty
He said he a gunner
Blicky split him 50/50
When I…
Pop

FIFTY FIFTY feat. Rxven

HOLLOW POINT feat. Undead Ronin (prod. Blunt Christ)

Lyrics:

Call me the wraith
A demon that walks on the earth
I been lookin for blood
And I’m put on display
Black lungs
Get ‘em coated up
Imma smoke it up 
Till the grave
So stuck
In my old ways
I’m a showcase
With no faith
If that little bitch
Keep on talkin shit
I’ll be pulling up
With a blade
Loaded up
Face
Shown enough
Say so
And what
Kay
Tote it up
Stay
Blowin up
Stakes
Going up
Heads
Showing up
Fakes
Shown enough
Bruised fist
Lucid
Oh
Who’s this
New kid?
We don’t 
Shoot kicks
Shoot bitch shoot
Nooses
News six
Hit ‘em

(Bridge)
Duckin like he hiding
From the feds or something
I got a problem holding grudges
I won’t say that it’s nothin
If you want heat then check the meter
That shit red and bloody
There’s just something bout the way
I’m feeling dead and gutted
You little bitch

(Verse 2)

Yeah
Talk with the dead
They been telling me
I gotta make it
(I gotta make it)
Yeah
Making this bread
On my own
So I’m never gon break it
(Never gon break it)
Yeah
Hop out the whip
If I shoot
Than his body is vacant
(Leaving him vacant)
Yeah
I do not talk to nobody
Bout money
If nobody’s written a payment
For this shit
Take me for a bitch?
Ran the underground
Way before a clique
Made another sound
Ended up with this
Took a year to bounce
Went to the abyss
Spoke with the devil
He told me to settle
And go get a grip
I don’t need a grip
I need a bag
With the money up in it
A studio session
And thousands of listens


Bridge 2
I got a dark side
I don’t show much
Blunts tight
With a blow torch
Dark slide
When I show up
In a Glock sight
If he talk tough
Got a bounty on me
Sound alarms 
And get to mowing down
The mother fuckers 
Said I couldn’t do this shit
Well I just went and did it

(Verse 3)
Pop off like a weapon of god
Pop tops, I don’t drink anymore
Pop shots when he talk talk
Let it pop pop, pistol rip em apart
Misfit, I’m a demon at heart
Magick Kult, been the devil at large
Savage thoughts
I’m a rabid dog
This a red alert
Better sound alarms

WRAITH

STATIC

ROACH feat. Undead Ronin

MARTYR feat. WXSTED

RAATMA

Death of Me

Road Kill prod. Blunt Christ

These Eyes Have Seen Too Much

Can Opener

Glass Breaker

WHY SHOULD I CARE (PROD. BY  TRIPL36IX)

Music Video: https://youtu.be/g6bwqG7uGxY

Stop Rapping (Prod. by Corpse x ShakaL)

No One Is Safe (Prod. by Polar Beats)

SIT STILL

Isolated (Prod. by Kube)

God's Mistake (Prod. by Red the Maestro)

[Verse 1: Misfit]
Cut the strings off a puppet and hold him up for all to see
Lets tell the fans what you started and make a peasant fall to knees
Honestly, you sound the same on every song, what happened G?
Go back to making beats or learn to sell a fuckin' lease
A center piece of the scene
You're fuckin' twenty so please
Get a job and drop the act and maybe snag a degree
Don't start a war that you can't finish
Talkin' big but you're so timid
So don't tell us to run up
If you cannot state an opinion
I put this shit in my skin
You took a shit on your friends
A wannabe since the beginning
your careers in the bin
Go back to suckin' dicks
and get your bitch out my DM's
I'm feeling sick of all this shit
I'll make a mother fucker cave in
Aye man how we do this without fake men?
Ever since you left, we been great man
Blade open your chest and let it cave in
Hold it on the fire then we burn the mark on satan

[Hook: Misfit]
How you talk that talk?
You ain't even got a glock
[redacted] on the block?
Nah [redacted] making songs
Like a puppet all you do is what they want
Like a puppet all you do is what they want
How you talk that talk?
You ain't even got a glock
[redacted] on the block?
Nah [redacted] making songs
Like a puppet all you do is what they want
Like a puppet all you do is what they want

[Verse 2: blckbrd]
Fuck a five foot four 
Discount store Sonny Moore
Screaming bloody murder
These formers are tryna start a war
Shitty horror core
Too busy falling on your dirty sword
And flexing all your numbers
Like a comma's all your working for
You flex a shooter life, but you can't even shoot a video
Fucking with the brothers and a family you committed to
And I refuse to fill my clique with hypocrites
I'll rip into you bastards
It's a fact that you deserve a payment back for how you acted
You really wanted this didn't you
You took your time and you plotted this, didn't you
I'm here to straighten the story
And it's fucking funny that I was concerned with offending you
Feelings are miniscule
Baggy's are plentiful
I got a few in my back and it's dreadful
That people can call you a friend and be dead to you
Ten seconds after they acting political
Houston do we got a visual?
No
Black out the sky with the miserable smoke
You can't fit in with the murder of crows
Cause when I run up we run up as a whole
Only time you keep a pole is when you suck a dick
You're too busy with that for your dogs
I'm boutta kick in the door
Got my foot on your throat
See you at my headline show lil bitch

Misfit

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