written & performed by fxckjamie and dollbreaker
produced by sxreph
cover art by 6a6ayaga

(Lyrics)

[DOLLBREAKER]
ay, ay, yea
ding dong, got a problem i need to solve yea
steve jobs how i’m gettin all the guap yea
sent my music to yo bitch and turned her on yea
me and FXCKJAMiE gonna kill em all yea (x2)

[FXCKJAMiE]

I don’t give a fuck, imma chop em up yeah
Why you actin tough, You is just a punk Blade tucked  And 3 Bodies in the trunk
Blade tucked Pussyboy Don’t test you luck

Hellbent and I’m here to bring death
Wrong step put my gun right to yo head
I’m Fucked up from the blood that I shed
Razor blades and a bottle full of meds

we the wave quit comparing us to the others
Me and fangz doing drugs with your mother (x4)

[DOLLBREAKER]
ay, ay, yea
ding dong, got a problem i need to solve yea
steve jobs how i’m gettin all the guap yea
sent my music to yo bitch and turned her on yea
me and FXCKJAMiE gonna kill em all yea (x2)

THE KILLING (FEAT. DOLLBREAKER) [PROD. SXREPH]

LOVE TO MY BROTHER @JaeAlaska

Lyrics:
Money on my mind there ain’t no time for me to worry bout
Store more than that knowledge like I got a bundle bank account 
Submit it like I’m finished catch the herb and then I roll it out
I stay afloat the water like you’ll never catch my tapping out
All I spit is chlorophyll 
Clean em out and roll my luck inside the dice cause you already fucking know the deal 
I slowed it down and then I poured a seal 
Cause all that paranoia had me questioning just what the fuck was real 
I keep it ancient like it’s frozen wisdom 
Already know the business
If it’s for my squad then I ain’t ever switching 
Some people did and I ain’t fucking with it 
No bridges burned but I just hope it’s fucking cozy swimming with the fishes
Wires in the water I electrocute the whole game
Put me on the track it come alive like it’s a whole train 
Coldest in New York so I could only spit that propane
Hottest of the cold I lit the stove and then I co-flame
Running off of course cause I ain’t ever fuck with no lane 
Leave you in the dust I’m laughing asking how the road taste 
Mr keep it going no emotion I got no face 
If I ever did it probably turn it to a cold case

mentally my focus dialed like coke and niacin
I bring heavy violence to you snotty fucking virusses
light it up we spark the flint, buzzin off that riddlin
leave you on the chopping block splinter em like kindling
and then we split again
no condoning sure as fuck don’t give condolences 
crawling on the concrete home is where the roaches live
lining up that white got that bite leave you motionless 
stretching out these pay stubs bending like contortionists 
pop up where you stay I’m at your door eviction notices
crucifiction bonuses they still dont the picture
should be leaving bullet holes where every member of the SCOTUS lives
don’t get sensitive clickbait on some bogus
stole ideas from the next man y’all sound is fucking torrented
turned the underground around into an orphanage
I guess I had coming like I don’t know what abortion is
only blame myself coulda put y’all down before all this 
leave an exit wounds on every single fucking chauvinist
gullyspitting radical dead capital we socialist 
y’all hopeless
I hope you fucking hang w the rest

Smile He's Back w/ Jae Alaska

ARTHROPOD W/ K.V.N & VEINN feat. ISTASHA (Prod. SHNEAKY & VEINN)

prod. by tengulovemoney
additional prod. by zaki ali 
written & performed by 4ria & gullyspit

lyrics
Transcend my sense of self worth, I can’t stop and pretend
I don’t hear the violent shudders uncovering thrills they condemn 
Lost in my mind, I’m coming with rhythms that I still figures a blend
Of every line I summon and the times I’ve been distant from friends
N-N-Nevertheless, my mind’s been fried from this commitment to spend 
All of my time, confined by limits spread like wicked incense 
V-V-Visions entrenched in vivid suspense 
In the event that I finish what’s next on the agenda, my mental laments  
While coming with sickness, so lyrically dense 
I’m seriously bent, spiritually wrecked  
It appears that I let many fears make my mental attempt to retreat to a dream
That indeed may appease all my needs with a piece of relief 
R-R-Reaping the sudden new peaks of belief on the beat
Peep the parables that I may share in full 
Up from my pedestal, but I’ve been stuck underneath this and feeling too terrible
To sail up this river of tears to the sea   
Unavailable to any b*tch tryna be someone shareable 
Sh*t ain’t for sale, I’ve been beat and made frail 'till I feel like I’ve failed all my dreams 
Leave a trail of my words to assail you
I lead holy grails of these pills, now I’m pale and a freak 
Lived a tale of deceit
I can’t stand, leave me be 
My feelings have really grown stale from the heat 
That b*tch took everything I gave for granted 
I could run the gamut, but I’m f**king damaged 
Try to understand it, but the trust was rancid 
Love was underhanded 
You could crush my heart like I crush the granite when I’m f**king manic  
Plan to leave this planet then implode 
If you’ve seen my face then you’ve seen my panic 
F**k being candid with these hoes 

Insecticides and pesticides 
An OxyContin genocide, on autopilot
Silent, slow and steady suicide, so violent 
Death to my defective pride 
Death to my unkept desires 
Death to my perceptive mind from any kind of reckless lie 
Death to these collected rhymes 
Death to dreams I emphasized
Nothing left to be incentivized when death’s upon my eyes 
Death to being westernized 
Death to any enterprise 
Death to my perceptive mind from each and all your wretched lies 

Death to lines I kept confined 
Death to time I’m stuck inside 
The stomach fills with parasites and then the body dies 
I guess I’m right to fear the barrel when it’s pressed between my eyes 
I feel the finger send vibrations from that hairpin, let it fly 
I crush the sample left me decomposed
erode and then I’m back to life 
I guess I got a habit predisposed to waste my f***ing time
I really thought I’d make it 
Really thought I’d turn out fine
Guess smoking on insecticides does wonders for the mind
Now I got 12 all in my face like a clock
I’m getting wound up by the second
Hope the words I’m saying stick
I hope my message leaves your threatened 
Sending mentions, best be careful
Past the threshold like a tenant
Leave you bloated looking pregnant, pure resentment manifested 
I connected every nerve up on my body like a circuit 
Now my appetite is endless
Now I fester for a purpose 
Let me worship my distraction 
Watch my stomach get distended 
Got you all along my fingers, a spectator for the wreckage

D-D-Death to Mother Nature, regrets rest on these records 
Death to my confessions 
Every session, I’ve contested
The test of time, you’ll never find a lie within this message 
My identity’s been intertwined with rhymes and pure resentment  
And by design, I’ll lie awake each night with these reflections of deception
You deflected, now the pain is endless 
Kick back, tit for tat, b*tches love to brag  
Eye for an eye ‘till the whole world is f**king blind 
I arrive at the conclusion that everybody still lies 
Rhymes provide solutions for my ill advised lifetime 
Death and all the rest
I’ll bid you farewell and goodbye (x4)

DEATH AND ALL THE REST W/ GULLYSPIT

Break Point

[Prod.ELE]

Follow: @fukkvermin
             @fukkvermin
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|ELE|
throw my nuke 
and puke on you motherfucking bitches
wear tactic vest 
all night
shot with the pump
in your chest
kill the fucking rest
bitch i dont need a test
i stay fucking refreshed

my handgun is fun
ski mask over my fucking face
bitch dont ask
consequences are so senseless
bitch you are so fucking defenseless
driving so fast call me 
babydriver
Take the loot
shot the cops
till the body drops

driving so fast call me 
babydriver
Take the loot
shot the cops
till the body drops

throw my nuke 
and puke on you motherfucking bitches
wear tactic vest 
all night
shot with the pump
in your chest
kill the fucking rest
bitch i dont need a test
i stay fucking refreshed

|VERMIN|
Throw my sharp fucking knife in your chest
You dont need a vest
Aim above your head
Put me to the test x

Bitch i need fucking drugs
Hiding weapons under rugs
Edgy faggots drink my cum
Watch me body dump

666 fucking bodies in my basement
You just need a placement
AR leave you brainless

|ELE|
throw my nuke 
and puke on you motherfucking bitches
wear tactic vest 
all night
shot with the pump
in your chest
kill the fucking rest
bitch i dont need a test
i stay fucking refreshed

Kevlar (ft.Vermin)

STRIDA x SULPHY prod. w a s
@wasbeatz
@depthstrida
@sulphofficial
Cover by @c3of

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Lyrics:
Leave it down to the decimal
Losing count 
It’s identical 
Undefined by my enamel 
Bite the parts I pardon 

I must have fucked up my retina 
I see gallons 
Started dripping down the better part 
Ignite the Progress all Retarded 

Useless guided fuck 
Established 
Handheld 
Dripping down in puddles 
Padding brought the fall 
To an amateur bed 
Restart and crawl 
In a manner you get 

Never withdrawal
Back 
In a gimmick surrounded back draw
Backs
On the Lines that cut off like a call
Backs
Recycle the cause 
All black 

All black when 
I picture my eyelids 
Still manage to find something interesting riding the lines of my cornea 
I’ll keep my distance 
And viewed by recording  
Your process is stored in 20/20 HD 

Bet you still function in groups 
Bet that stays all of my income 
Think you’re the grace of the coup
Ride out the cinema Lincoln

LEAVE IT DOWN TO THE DECIMAL

words

prod. https://soundcloud.com/istasha
art. https://soundcloud.com/c3of

became a fan of you
fitting underworld is brittle but its pays now
you aint nothing but a lyric and some guilt
bitch you filth i aint nothing but some doubt
get a stout, suckle till it brings a mount
i know you distant but wearin the plot armor
tell me your secrets i long for the snake charmer
nothing but weed in some grass you a plank farmer
bitch im the nether ive come to just rip it away...

mind is abyss its a chamber of secret
i long for a second but given a locket
i open it quickly it gives me my fortune
its war and the greed and it longs for my action
i breath up in air but my air it just thicken
im lost in a prism and the power just quicken
the temperature colder i blink to dimensions
it keeps me in prisms with spiritual pensions

IVE GOT MYSELF DRESSED UP IN LIES
my breathing SLOWLY FRAIL
MY BEER JUST BROKE ITS SUBTLE TIES
its closer I CAN'T FAIL
YOU KNOW ITS OFTEN SEVERED TIES
YOU CAN'T TELL?
YOU KNOW ITS OFTEN SEVERED TIES
YOU CAN'T TELL?

apples 2 oranges, seconds to millions
hours and hours its hours till trillions
effortless signals, mean nothing but danger
i work with a flanger to hide every major
im sick i need help but i call for assistance
it comes in the shape that just lack in existence
im stuck in my cage & i look like an animal
im just a creature thats short of a cannibal

TINDER NETHER MEIN TAIL (PROD. ISTASHA)

Raging alcoholism type track. 
@c3of
@lvstforpain
@ventingpalace
prod @wyntyr
Art @c3of @ventingpalace

[LORD DISTORTION]
Fuck an opp
Head leaking throw the molotov
Saw it off
Pussy pull up and he falling off
Fuck your set
Tuck that semi with the hover jet
Bus it then
Flip that product boutta come again

Lethalist weapon I'm trippin not seeing direction
Its Feverish dreams in a separate dimension
Firvilous figure that pistol go screeching its endless
Get left in the river so seeping and wetted

I whip out the beam and its ended
I sell to fiends in the section
Fuck with the piece with the weapon
I pop a bean to forget it

wanna come up at the set
Spaz go bussin instead
that mag blow bodies in check
Got your girl in the bottomless depths

[PAPA SLEEP]
Break in your house and I kick in your head
Sipping that dirty sipping that fluoride
Pigs pull me over I know that a cop died

I'm boutta bust
You bite the dust
Rip off the crust
No one to trust

Too much testorone blow out your veins
Play dead like a possum you all the same
You boutta blow like the drum in your mouth
You got that poor taste irony sweeter than sorbet

Baseball bat to the head we be playing blood sports
Dirty stick I pick it up right up off the ground
You so greasy cant get bound down
Bounce out
Ain't about the Gaza watch your luck run out
better getting to running now

[LVST]
ay ay

pull to yo block with the k

tucking the 40 right next to the blade

blade to yo face if you throwing that shade

ahhhhh

why are u pussys still sippin on lean

yall a clone of the image dont copy the team

heroin needles bitch i am a feen

epidermic king but im still lookin clean

plenty green
on the scene
with a beam
at yo spleen
russian cream
with the kush
wait she gotta bush
she talking to much had to tell her to sush
plot the 11 like reagan and bush

pussy so pink like strawberry crush
you be making no bands man u blow it and flush
stomp your head till u purple and turned into mush
u dont know bout my limits till all of them pushed

[VENTING PALACE]
I'M KICKIN THE BUCKET BITCH FUCK THIS
I NEED A NYMPHO WHO LOCKS LIPS
YOU AND YOUR OTHER STAY SMOKIN' THAT CAT PISS
RUN UP ON THE SET YOU GET PRICKED LIKE A CACTUS

TIP TOEING
SNEAK DISSIN'
DABBIN' UP
SOME LIVE RESIN
QUIT BITCHIN'
THE RAP GAME IS MY MISSION
YOUR FLOWS LAME
AIN'T CREATIVE
YOU BETTER GET BETTER
BEFORE WE TAKE OVER BOY
WHY ARE YOU FLEXIN
YOUR MUSCLES LOOK FRAGILE BOY
I KEEP A KNIFE IN MY CORDUROYS
JUST IN CASE ANYONE LACKIN JOY

GAZA GAZA
GAZA GAZA
FUCK HIS HEAD UP
GAZA GAZA
GAZA GAZA
FUCK HIS HEAD UP

GAZA 2500 w/ SAINT SLEEP, LVST, VENTING PALACE [PROD. LUCY WYNTERS]

LINEUP:
@C3OF
@MUGETSU117
@NAVVVI
@DISTORTIONTHE1
@ISTASHA

PRODUCED BY @WASBEATZ
MIXING BY @NAVVVI
COVERT ART BY @LENFANTLONDON, @PRXPVNE & @C3OF

LYRICS:
[PAPA SLEEP]
Sirens blazing out the window smoking ash the blunt right on your face
count the zeros on the check cant erase the money
X marks the spot
Put a glock in your stomach
I need big bags
Black cash
Get it on the dark net

Out of my bandwidth out of this planet
Blood in the river living so famished

Skin ripped flash flood bitch drip big whip you the shit huh
Bury me with all the funds
Laughing to the grave mercenaries branded on my chest yuh

[CHORUS]
We won't let you...
You can send a bunch of threats and we wont wave the white flag
Blur our story.
Reciprocate your flesh and we might think to give yo life back
We can't let you walk in...
You can send a bunch of threats and we wont wave the white flag
Spreading your hate up here.
Reciprocate your flesh and we might think to give yo life back

[LORD DISTORTION & NAVVVI]
Now you the target, a dot on ya head
Mercenaries are the cause of ya death
//
Might flex my problems
Like cause and effect
Cock eyed the eyes roll from out side the head
//
You a ninfo, a second from a head, moe
You a lowblow, a joker like you Hannibal
//
Addy In my right hand, scope on my eye socked
Finna wave the white flag huffin fumes to die off it
Fuck it, you go timid when it's time
Your Never innit, bitch
//
Everything the matter when you staring at my fucking angle
//
Red dot hit his business he ain't get the chance to finish shit
//
Bitch dont be coming for my record cause you dont know about it
Ive been a fit astounded when vomit exits out ya mouf
Holo-graphic like its auto-traffic you can give it doubt
//
Grope a scope
And load the mag
I brought the rope
You brought the bag
I wanna ball
I So fuck a tag
Cut the law
And flush the pack
//
BITCHES BE SMELLING LIKE YOU I SWEAR
//
Bang your girl and I pull her hair
Going idle off the script
She finna move into my lair
//
Pebbles are kickin i giggle when im in yo face
Quittin the actin like baby part of the race
//
Bullets hit his body if he ever finna waste time
//
Ya girlie she callin i hit it wit a fucking glaze
//
Said she wanna come again she said she has a great time

[CHORUS]
We won't let you...
You can send a bunch of threats and we wont wave the white flag
Blur our story.
Reciprocate your flesh and we might think to give yo life back
We can't let you walk in...
You can send a bunch of threats and we wont wave the white flag
Spreading your hate up here.
Reciprocate your flesh and we might think to give yo life back

[ISTASHA]
If I gotta guess it now your four is idle

Foreign fluid washing all denial

Time to set the motor off to vital

Running on two slap the gear
When I wanna get dramatic
Imma place me on a stage
Watch your tragic credit
Grab it get it stuck on in the cake
Cage
Cane
Fuck

Blinded set
No light reflect the scales
Running back
Little lizard
On cruise
Let it capsize

Dumping money
Point at what you get and I got it
I run the track around it
I just sold my eyes I can’t find em
I must define the constraints

I cover callous gauze
With autographs of all of my problems
Upon establishing all of my shit is only complaints

Bitch you Oughta get sucked down with your white flag

But you get stopped
Desktop
Wiped
Pressing down the drain
centrifuge
Get Messed up

[CHORUS]
We won't let you...
You can send a bunch of threats and we wont wave the white flag
Blur our story.
Reciprocate your flesh and we might think to give yo life back
We can't let you walk in...
You can send a bunch of threats and we wont wave the white flag
Spreading your hate up here.
Reciprocate your flesh and we might think to give yo life back

BLACK CASH

WHITE FLAG

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TINDER NETHER MEIN TAIL (PROD. ISTASHA)

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