PORTAL
Featuring midwaygrey
https://soundcloud.com/midwaygrey

Produced by sleepwalker
Cover Art by Undead Ronin
https://soundcloud.com/officialundeadronin

[1031 RECORDS]

midway:
Cutthroat, cutthroat, cutthroat lil bitch I’m cutthroat 
Got a Glock nine on the side but I cut throats  
Motherfucker wanna pull up I betta pop the trunk tho
Cut em into lil tiny pieces fuck em up hoe
Put em in the back in black and never let em rest whoa whoa
Stay low stay low
No hope no hope
I said 
I want your soul when you die you bitch
I want your body in a bag no stitches
Send you through a portal to a lower level 
Put you in another dimension where you see the devil

Grimm:
Chopping up
break the fuckin bud up for the sesh
Never rest
Till these bustas fuckin laying in the dirt
Red beam
Like I got a fuckin S up on my chest
Never rest
Grab these motherfuckers choke they fuckin neck
Cuz when I come alive 
Homicide on my mind
All these bitches gonna die
When I ride
Oh my god
Tell me what the fuck you know
Ima run it up Ima break a motherfucker right in half
Every time I'm pulling up into the motherfucking scene
All these bustas lookin at me funny
Never give a fuck about em

PORTAL (feat. midwaygrey)

LYRICS:

pussyboy I'm wildin out
stick my dick up in her mouth
ya I'm talking bout your bitch these hoes be thirsty for some clout
fuckin with a Killa 
when I'm angry get to blacken out
silverback gorilla
you won't see no light I black it out

I got Anna for you bitches
y'all be fake as shit
flexing that you got a bitch
then how come that hoe suck my dick
on her knees like she be praying but she branded with the six
laying on her back she whisper in my ear she want my kids


nah we ain't Gunna hash it out
rob a bitch and cash it out
I was broke as shit straight out the trenches but I'm flashy now
fuck the world I'm lashing out
my bitch she got her lashes
tired of your talking take you throat and then I slash it out

anything I ever wanted always out of reach
had to take it all by force and pry it from my enemies
they were looking down on me and laughing at my pedegree
but ain't nobody Gunna save you when you out here on the streets

YOUTUBE

CA$PR - I GOT ANNA FOR YOU BITCHES [PROD. CA$PR]

WILL IT EVER BE DIFFERENT (prod. MATTER)

Lyrics:
Will we surrender
To all
That we 
Have lost 

We give in to every thought we have
Never letting go of that fact
That we can never escape them
Driving every action 
and causing every consequence
Will it ever be different

I don't know why I 
Can't rid of this feeling
Everyday that I
Remember your feeling
Will it ever be different

Everyday I'm waking up
I need the bud I need the smoke
Pressure building in my head From all the thoughts, 
I'm fading away from it everyday
Never be giving a fuck about no thing
Except my daughter and her mother
Shoutout Sacrilege we on the come up
Ima be breaking up all of these bitches like everyday
And I never be stopping
Till I be dropping 
Matter of fact I been thinkin bout all of the things that I'm doing
Is life even worth it
At this point I'm choosing 
It's coursing thru my fucking veins
I got no proper solution
So i let the smoke fill my lungs
I got no help from above
I'm wasting Everyday
Still I sit here and pray 
That one day I'll find my way
Up outta my head
And into a life, where I can provide
For all of my family
Never be looking back
Into my past
I'm sparking a junt and I'm making it last
Breaking up all of my thoughts and I'm ready to go
I'm thinkin bout taking my life
But I still can't decide on that fact
If I'm ready to die
Ready to ride
All of the time
It's all on my mind
Everyday 
The same fuckin thing
Thinking bout ending it all
But I still got my daughter 
To lead my way

WILL IT EVER BE DIFFERENT (prod. matter)

LYRICS:

REALLY BOUT TO SNAP
NOTHINGS EVER GONE TO PLAN
DROPPED MY SAVINGS ON THESE STRAPS
HUNTING LIKE A BOOGEYMAN
ONLY THING I TRUST MY MAC
PRAYING FOR THE FALL OF MAN
TILL THE WORLD FADES OUT TO BLACK
EXECUTE MY MASTER PLAN

BITCH IM THE MYSTIC PIMP
THATS BRINGING DARKNESS TO YOUR HOOD
WALKIN WITH A LIMP
BUT IM STILL PACKIN THAT WOOD
I HATE YOU ALL SO I WILL LEAVE YOU STAINED UP ON THE PAVEMENT
CONTEMPLATING MURDER WHILE IM LOCKED UP IN THE BASEMENT

CA$PR - THE BOOGEYMAN [PROD. CA$PR]

SICK! (prod. YUNG RIPPER)

YUNG RIPPER
https://www.youtube.com/c/YungRipper
https://www.instagram.com/yung__ripper/


[1031 RECORDS]
[SACRILEGE SET]
[MAGICK KULT]

SICK! (prod. YUNG RIPPER)

thank you for listening!!

lyrics-

It’s windy out today but Wendi still gon’ hit his target 
I got plenty reasons plaguing me to swiftly go and harm ‘em
Kardashev was right, and now it’s like we’re gods
You’re all some martyrs
Tear their cartilage 
Convert their hopes to carbon 
Sayonara
Voices done took over 
Call me Violet now
Try to play the soldier, get put through the ground 
Mind is blacker than the shade way past the clouds 
This earth ain’t for shit but pain I’m pushing out 
Crumble to the floor
Get ripped and strained 
Go run when I’m around 

I can’t hear a sound
It’s all shrouded and them voices in my dome are getting loud 
Vi don’t trust you, then at least you get to drown 
On the cusp of killing ‘cuz I’m on the prowl
Skin drilling
Someone get this bitch a towel 
Make ‘em feel it 
Watch ‘em drain out by the hour 
Soul devoured 
I don’t think that shit is real but still, I’ll push you even farther 
Got me started 
Just like Tundra 
What’s a life? I’m built much harder 
Racked with infinite unrest but, hoe, I’m still un-fucking tarnished 
Hold on, right back to the carbon
Puny fuck
You feel the sun too much and you just gon’ expire 
You’re corrupt 
I’m tryna see if you’re still tough facing the fire
Kastaway the prince is with me and he says that you’re a lier 
I don’t want to jump the gun, but still, this pump gon’ get ‘em flying

Ari Aster when I’m riding 
Alex Garland how I visualize 
Giles Brenner
Dark Places if you look into my mind 
Tarantino 
Touching on my weapon with you in my sight 
A natural born killer so I’ll leave ‘em in a crimson tide
Aye, Yung Red Miller how I’m swanging with the steel 
Pass away 
Now they’re hanging by their ankles in the mill 
Fence hopping 
Find the lowest elevation for the kill 
Make ‘em fade 
Straight decaying 
Pumping fake but I’m for real 
Brother Mason in my brain 
He says to break them and their will 
Butchered right through everything 
We tend to save less than we spill 
Lead astray 
Below the grave 
Got flames to raise 
And planes to fill with endless pain 
Cannot be tamed 
You’ll take their place until your quantum fields degrade aye

YUNG RED MILLER (prod. HOODS)

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FUNKYTOWN FT. DIRTBXVND (Prod. CHAINSAW MURDA)

untitled | Nov 16 7:36 P.M.

Track 2 off the UGLY tape by TrapPrince and Daniel OLLISON

DRIP SEASON

HIGH AND FOCUSED (PROD. V$PxVFF)

grippin the trigga 
make it rain 
killin a busta
blow his brains
to turnt up i’m not okay 
i’m bouta fuckin die today
you pussy mother fuckers ain’t shit
bitch i aim shit
grip that rifle 
spit the clip 
bitch i’m gonna leave you ina ditch
lil hoe
bitch you know i got no hope
wishin for some fuckin change 
but it’s all been the same 
never fuck wit you lames 
put a bullet in yo head 
1 shot leave you dead
now yo bitch upset hoe

pop a xan 
fly away 
i ain’t seen them brighter days
this world ain’t nothin 
we ain’t shit
so quit yo fuckin bitchin trick
it’s 187 fuck a hoe
im gonna go and snort that blow
take ya life 
slit ya throat 
upon ya fuckin blood you’ll choke

catch me creppin in the dark
scopin from a fuckin far
faded thoughts 
i can’t think
down this fuckin pit i sink 
6 feet 
i can’t sleep
feel the demons after me
step into the fuckin darkness 
if you trynna relate to me

what you gon do lil bitch step back
grab the fuckin tac n 2 slugs and that’s that
call ya brothas 
start to pray
cuz my clique about to spray
you gon die either way
bitch we do this everyday hoe

FALSE PROPHET (PROD. 90 KILLAZZ)

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Deception Rec.
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HIGH AND FOCUSED (PROD. V$PxVFF)

MOECKEL THE GHOST