I love it, the instrumentals giving me some real unreal tournament 2004 vibes

Grande teooo la media coombi supremaa 🛐🛐

LINEUP:
@MUGETSU117
@C3OF
@DISTORTIONTHE1
@SULPHOFFICIAL
@DEPTHSTRIDA
//
@BIV
@SULPHOFFICIAL
@VENTINGPALACE
@NAVVVI

PRODUCED BY @VENTINGPALACE // @PRXPVNE
MIXING BY @NAVVVI
ART BY @LENFANTLONDON

LYRICS:
[MUGXTSU]
Did you ever look at the shape of the silence.
Whats so ever, you gonna get lost son.
Try and cry, you'll say goodbye.
Die and die, you'll see die...

I can feel my body floating through space
I can see my soul leaving the skies
I'm alive until the end of this race
I will only go when you'll close me eyes

[SAINT SLEEP]
2070 mercenaries rule the universe
Rocking neon converse with our logo on it
Welcome to the future yall just fossils stuck inside museums I can see it that you never stand the test of time
Stridawalking on the moon bitch
Homie getting hit with the boomstick
Boom bitch like the big bang we just start a movement
Activate the warp drive
Interstellar war time
Shoes covered with that black slime
Shallow dunes for your clique
Flip the genre we be going from a sci fi to a horror flick
You dont wanna die thats not my fucking problem
Quantum drive by spray em up with lightweight hollows

[MUGXTSU]
I can feel my body floating through space
I can see my soul leaving the skies
I'm alive until the end of this race
I will only go when you'll close my eyes

[LORD DISTORTION]
Blacking out that parasite within it got me feeling kinda different
Warping out the fucking plane while I be counting up the digits
That space pussy got my acting kinda up
Pump it back we boutta bust his fucking body with the slug
I got moon rocks in my suit so tell me what the fuck you want
We out here serving up the crystal's if you serving up the funds

[SULPH]
What gives you the impression,
that we are like others, we are next gen.
You don't think we killin, you are next then.
And That's not a threat that's a lesson.

[DEPTH STRIDA]
Eenie meenie minie mo
Mercenaries on patrol
Vp on the driverseat while
Papa Sleep boutta scope a hoe
Ice cold weather when I roll
Tires covered full of snow
Take a step back bitch
Spacenaries for the glo
Pull out my axe and I split his head
Pull on his wrist going for his neck
12 gauge his ass got him bleeding bad
Took the wrong turn he went too my lab
Run to the truck and im speedin fast
Dont give a fuck put me on a test
Cookin up flows so they call me chef
Ate too much cake I might need some rest

//

[BIV]
I could find you in a better state,
It don't help my case,
Send me away,
Thank me for all my mistakes,
If we wanna be alone,
Travel the lights unknown,
Drag my skin to bone

[SULPH]
With all that we have done
Let the worries float away
We will make it
We will make it now
God how good it feels
Disconnected from this place
But we're stuck with the condition
No worth in keeping distance

[VENTING PALACE]
Cold days, colder nights
Where’s my face, where’s my mind
Manic state, narrow sight
What I’ve seen, will not die
Compensate, kill my time
All the time, every time,
Shut away, traumatized
Deep inside, not alive

[SULPH]
Are we fighting??

[VENTING PALACE]
Fighting a beast that can never be tamed
Stepping on needles with each word I say

[NAVVVI]
Countless fucking wars
Hyper fucking force
Welcome to the race
Quick kill more, push that payload
Oil, paste with haste, don't say no
You dont relate to my halo
Beckon em off cuz they sayso

DIGITAL WAR

DIGITAL WAR FT. BIV

Stream/Buy

DONT GO BACK AND LISTEN TO PART 1-4 (THIS IS A WARNING)

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


-nA
feelin like syringe caught up in the 89
blockage central wit a couple people undermine
college virtue mental columbine turned devine
single grape thru the vine seems to activate frankenstein
having hard times chasing stage over blade
wishing minute maid but my soul always koolade
heaven's day once my lonely spirit's thought's convey
trapped forever inside the body- (WOMBO COMBO)

-biv
BITCH
Head stainless
Long ways, heavy days, keep me chasin
Lost places, fake with the faces
Should I drop off, so painless
Can't have what they tasted
I'm thankful to waste it
I'm thankful to waste it

-nA
FUCK
trapped behind some fucking minerals
my body grasping intervals
mental slipped the obstacle
im meerly seconds from a vegtable
he sent the message thru
cement cropping up around the moon
my body full of crepid DECAY
NOW I THOUGHT HE SENT THE fucking PLANE
WHO THE ONE WHO TALKING SHADE
IM THE REASON THAT THEY PLAY
why cant anybody give me the respect that i diserve
half these artists fronting me then picking up my fucking dirt

-biv
BITCH
Head stainless
Long ways, heavy days, keep me chasin
Lost places, fake with the faces
Should I drop off, so painless
Can't have what they tasted
I'm thankful to waste it
I'm thankful to waste it

-nA
burn off religion you've founded my place
grace me to lava then laugh at my case
look at me kill, look at my face
breathe in my toxins, you'll hate every taste.

additional vocals by: papa sleep <333

WHAT THE KIDS REALLY WANT PART 5 FT. BIV (PROD. ISTASHA)

Cover by: https://www.instagram.com/melcfx/
Necrolynn: https://soundcloud.com/necrolvnn

Scatter

Scatter FT Necrolynn (Prod. Fenrir x Necrolynn)

groovy harshness

vocalists:
@fenrirprod
@mugetsu117
@navvvi

mixing / mastering:
@navvvi

production:
@xtra_prod

art:
www.instagram.com/exmachina.bambi_x/

lyrics:
Remember me, why you're not dead

Aye fuck this shit i dont really fucking fit 
Everybody know that im stupid and they really see it quick
I got hundred dollar billies in my pocket but im broke 
Cuz I spend it all on homies this is really how i cope 
Youre a fuckboy 
Used toy 
Swerwe in the convoy
Deploy 
Decoy 
Pull up and then destroy 
Astral plane 
Holy shit make it rain 
In my wrist feeling pain 
I got nothing left to gain
I dont fucking know 
Who the fuck i am 
But i pull up with the clique like im superman
Bitch you better run 
This is rather fun 
When i hunt u in the woods with a bladed gun
Fuck all the pain 
Homie you got no name 
I got nothing to say 
If you still havent changed
I got nothing to gain 
It is still all the same 
I got nothing to blame 
But the shit that you claim 
Fuck all the pain 
Homie you got no name 
I got nothing to say 
If you still havent changed
I got nothing to gain 
It is still all the same 
I got nothing to blame 
But the shit that you claim 

Remember me why you're not dead
Remember me why you're not dead
Remember me why you're not dead
Remember me why you're not dead yet
Try to get the fuck
Out of here alive
Oh shit don't get stuck
You're about to lose your mind
Try to get the fuck
Out of here alive
Oh shit don't get stuck
You're about to lose your mind
Remember me why you're not dead
Remember me why you're not dead
Remember me why you're not dead
Remember me why you're not dead yet

Aye fuck this shit i dont really fucking fit 
Everybody know that im stupid and they really see it quick
I got hundred dollar billies in my pocket but im broke 
Cuz I spend it all on homies this is really how i cope 

bite to bone
eye to pain
bite to bone
eye to pain

CR | FENRIR, MUGXTSU & NAVVVI (prod. XtRaOrDiNaRxx.x)

Cauchemar

Doused down the cast
Match and light it up
Hidden down your sleeve
Bet you don't believe
Grieving when i interrupt
Aroused by the shit that you've seen
Like it's nicotine
Pressure building boiling point is reaching
Gambling like you're dreaming

Stakes so high they're subliminal
I can mimic the ritual
Hit the limit
I get it that's just a gimmick

But the clocks ticking
Ringing my headache is on the brink
I'm might have said it between the lines if you read it
But bitch illiterate

Down and swing around
But where's your hammer now?
Unless you coming out the cloud with a frown
Now your face at the base of my d*ck
Personalities evasive
Covered up and never traced outside their base

Doused down the cast
Match and light it up
Hidden down your sleeve
Bet you don't believe
Grieving when i interrupt
Aroused by the shit that you've seen
Like it's nicotine
Pressure building boiling point is reaching
Gambling like you're dreaming

Damned on your back
Bitch you bout to get it again
Ascend when i bring it up a level
Like i never saw the pain of my supression
When you're coming out the chains

Bringing out the panic
Schizo-motherfuckin-frenic
Folded back and laced in venom
Where is my mind?

Down and swing around
But where's your hammer now?
Unless you coming out the cloud with a frown
Now your face at the base of my d*ck
Personalities evasive
Covered up and never traced outside their base

Pieced together like a cheap pair of pants [Prod. Istasha]

PROD BY. ME
WEBSITE - https://jboogie.carrd.co
TWITTER - twitter.com/jamesgorczyca
MERCH - https://teespring.com/stores/make-family-not-friends

i didnt wanna have to cut u off
but bitch u bitchin, not forgivin, givin others faults
i didnt wanna have to cut u off
my brain splittin, aint forgivin, tired of livin false
i didnt wanna have to cut u off
but you take pride inside yo tower of that fuckn salt
i didnt wanna have to cut u off
snip snip, lil bitch, time to fuck off

give a fuck about yo status, gimme action, ion want no lackin
otherwise get back bitch, you a lackey, you aint know whats hatnin
grindin hard like navvvi, aint no hobby but bitch i am snackin
aint afraid to fuck off from some fuckbois, bitch ive had it

negative energy all around these rotten mothafuckers, i see, them
living off eachother, radiatin higher, they some toxin lovers, cut it out
cut em all of from my life support, all of em parisite soul suckers
i cant take anymore poison from all of da falsified scarabs, they just bugs

i didnt wanna have to cut u off
but bitch u bitchin, not forgivin, givin others faults
i didnt wanna have to cut u off
my brain splittin, aint forgivin, tired of livin false
i didnt wanna have to cut u off
but you take pride inside yo tower of that fuckn salt
i didnt wanna have to cut u off
snip snip, lil bitch, time to fuck off

tired arguing
always thinkin that u win
but u be followin
and tryna fuck w all my friends
got a feelin in my guts that strut you fuck with aint really be u 
i dont know how all you manage to be constantly see thru

puttin away the morningstar, pull up witta blade, and im cuttin you off
times runnin up, i cant give a fuck, shut yo mouth, clock goin tick tock
stank ass mothafucka lookin like a dirty sock, wit views like fox
i aint gonna hesitate anymore, you an inch from catchin fuckin this block

i didnt wanna have to cut u off
but bitch u bitchin, not forgivin, givin others faults
i didnt wanna have to cut u off
my brain splittin, aint forgivin, tired of livin false
i didnt wanna have to cut u off
but you take pride inside yo tower of that fuckn salt
i didnt wanna have to cut u off
snip snip, lil bitch, time to fuck off

CUT YA OFF (PROD. LC2K)

MERCENARIES MERCENARIES MERCENARIES

LINEUP:
@DEPTHSTRIDA
@ISTASHA
@C3OF
@SULPHOFFICIAL
@FUKKSAILOR
@PRODKXISER

ARTWORK:
@C3OF
@PRODKXISER

PRODUCED BY:
@FUKKSAILOR

MIXING BY:
@FUKKSAILOR

MERCENARIES MERCENARIES MERCENARIES

3RD DIVISION

Shoutout @nastiitaxii for killing this.

Lyrics:
String tight strapped and snapping off 
Now resting eyes in azure thoughts 
Assured in surface 
Station dock 
Refill insurance serviced trailing curtains 

Gilled fucks stuck inside their refuge over nothing 
Mesh will never bend pressure from a obsession over gas

Got a bag full of bricks
Sleeve leaking all but tricks 
Take another level back
As style displayed as displacement inside the dashcam 
Screen a schema
Now a breed of vacant essence 
Self assessment Need a task/hand? 
Bleeding for a second 

Stomped out 
Strong doubt 
Scout wrong nets when your brought down
Crack rot stretch In the caravan 
Left into wretch 
Carry acts in gown

Na$tii:
I can feel the fucking
blood clotting up under my skin
I beg to let it flow 

I grab the fucking razor 
as I feel the rust catch on my throat

I don’t have the fucking patience 
for this steel under my coat 
You pussy bitch 
you fucking shaking when I let it blow 

penetrated by the fucking isolation 
straining on my iris 
just to focus on what I created 

I don’t give a fuck 
my god annihilated everything
I held in sacred naked and I’m wasted body bloated from asphyxiation 

let me rot 
let me fade 
let me get away 

let me say all of the names who can't speak to my face

let me clot 
lemme cut 
let my razor swang

let my cut out my regrets they fucking drip away

I got problems
I don’t know why I can’t stop it
I ain’t mean to fucking do it but I did it with no problem Ay

I got problems all I hear is fucking nonsense
I be screaming I be puking I be blacking out unconscious Ay

In A Sea Of Razors Ft.Na$tii [Prod. Istasha]

PROD. @PXLSE
FEATURING @FUCKAPACHE
COVERT ART BY WWW.INSTAGRAM.COM/LENFANT_/

LYRICS

[DEPTH STRIDA]

WELCOME TO MY TORTURE CHAMBER
WHERE THE FLOOR IS JUST SANDPAPER
ILL MAKE SURE YOU WILL REMEMBER
THIS HOW I HANDLE TRAITOR

BLACK OPS
RED DOT
INTERROGATION GOT ME FED UP
LETS TALK
BOUT YOUR PROBLEMS I KNOW YOU FEEL MESSED UP
CANT STOP
NUMB THE PAIN WITH A FUCKING HEADSHOT
FUCKED UP LOCK YOU IN THE RED DOT AY	



KATANA DRAGS YOU TO NIRVANA
TIJUANA TWISTER FOR YOUR BROTHER
MOTHERFUCKER STOP THE STUPID DRAMA
STRIDA FLOW  NEED NO FUCKIN COMMA

FLEXIN FANGS  IM A BEAST
YOUR FLOWS WHACK NO IDEAS
YOUR SHIT GIVES ME DISEASE
MY FLOW GROWLING OVERSEAS

DEATH IS MY PROPHECY IM
BALLIN LIKE IN ROCKET LEAGUE
YOU'RE A BITCH DONT TALK TO ME
IM SHITTING ON YOUR STUPID BEEF
DEATH IS MY ODYSSEE
YOU DIE DOWN HERE COME TEST ME
I DONT CARE ABOUT SOME BEEF
CAUSE I GOT CURSED IM STUCKED TOO DEEP

STRIDAWALKING PASS A DUNGEON FOUND A KNIFE AND STAB THE GUNMAN
LOOTING STUFF THAT BRINGS CORRUPTION IM THE GOD OF THE DESTRUCTION
LET ME FOLLOW THE INSTRUCTION IM A SLAVE TO THE SEDUCTION
SOLD MY SOUL GOT ME CONCUSSION IM A SLAVE NO IM A PUPPET


[APACHE]

WELCOME TO MY TORTURE CHAMBER
WHERE THE FLOOR IS JUST SANDPAPER
ILL MAKE SURE YOU WILL REMEMBER
THIS HOW I HANDLE TRAITORS

PUT THE CORPSE IN ACID
GET RID OF THE ASHES
THIS IS HOW IM ACTING
I AM A ASSASSIN 

END YOUR MISERY
MAKE YOU HISTORY
FEEL THE SYNERGY
FEEL THE BURNING HEAT

TORTURE CHAMBER

TORTURE CHAMBER W/ APACHE [PROD. PULSE]

Production, mix and master by me
Feature from @danielsgone
Lyrics:
Scratch My skin in the bone aisle
Expose my grid in a show trial 
teeth that wanna see me looking 
Hostile 
Lies 
But their grinding  still Ringing through phone lines

Rolled up eyes looking back
Chummed to submission 
Their vision still black 
Bury the vesicles carrying any pathetic necessity, statue or effigy 

Tired 
Stained 
Decay
Running out of venom 
As arachnids on display 

Test tube life 
Still float on a stage 
no Tensile limbs leave prints when they're 
Forced out of shape 

Blind 
Empty
Prey

All the motherfuckers 
and their shepards set astray 

Hollow in their waste 
Still depositing the plague 
Burn the wild sheep 
And their hocks
Got em stuck in the fetlock 

Function shift
Motoric slip
Noosed in sense
Losing grip

[DANIELS GONE]
bask in the world around
the soiled ground
and pound on the grass 
that lets you shout
bound
to the stress that’ll make me pout
its always loud
too shroud, i cant see the way to out
myself on account 
i think i’m a 
pussy
or maybe i got some more 
hope left 
feeling empty in my chest
bang bang like gorillas in their nest

i come from the burning sun
the burning lungs 
of some
who they claim, the dirty ones
cut gums
chewing glass we know its dumb
like bugs to the flame
we turn to dust

dropped controller, fuck your oldest
you aint the one, you not the boldest 
fuck
outta luck, done lost your keys 
you shmuck
locked outside the scary acres
stuck

WATER DAMAGE NEVER SEEMED SO CRITICAL (with DANIELS GONE)

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WHAT THE KIDS REALLY WANT PART 5 FT. BIV (PROD. ISTASHA)

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