i fw your vocals n the beat heavy, great stuff chief

Book burners, but so righteous
Thought censors, could do no wrong
Say you fight for peace then cast the first stone
One word from these  people and you'd turn on your fucking own

Acting like bullies when you hide behind others
How can you look back, and fucking wonder
How some people ended up being looked upon like monsters
While you would never lift a finger 

In the face of atrocity
When it's right on your doorstep where will you be
Oh no, it's all over, how could we have seen it coming
Take a minute, look around, shut the fuck up for a second
They say silence is golden-
But I'd pay so much more, just to not hear your mouth open
I won't be broken
By you self righteous fucks, for gods' sake, you make my ears ache

Book burners
Thought censors
Book burners
Thought censors

Book burners, but so righteous
Thought censors, could do no wrong
Say you fight for peace then cast the first stone
One word from these people and you'd turn on your fucking own
Acting like bullies when you hide behind others
How can you look back, and fucking wonder
How some people ended up being looked upon like monsters
While you would never lift a finger 

Book burners
Thought censors
Book burners
Thought censors

GEAS

[Hook]

Time to suffer and pay for my lies
Fuck it, I've lost my sixth sense to decide
Its time to let go the things of my life
And I'm still waiting here to fucking die

[Verse]

Now one by one they have got up and left me
Too bad for them I'm the last thing they will see
The world comes to an end
I will beat them till they beg for death

[Hook]

Time to suffer and pay for my lies
Fuck it, I've lost my sixth sense to decide
Its time to let go the things of my life
And I'm still waiting here to fucking die

[Verse 2]

Why don't you just give up you're a waste I want you dying
Rip you into shreds then I send your remains flying
I knock em to the floor
I'm breaking down the door
I'll make you bleed I have the need to lose it more and more

Fever Dream

Fever Dream (prod. NXGHTMARE)

Spotify:
open.spotify.com/track/3zhr3YgGWq…f37bb58e998f46f1

[Prod.ELE]
ig: bit.ly/38cKuIa
yt: bit.ly/2T9RKAr
featuring @distortionthe1
----------------
[ELE]
Raise from the underground 
Bitches feel my fucking Sound 
All off this fuckers begin to
Fate in the  background 
They all wound
Do you even got
Your own sound
Drop ur body on
The fucking ground
Bitchass shooting
Sharp yuh shooting
Thousands rounds
In yo fucking belly bitch
Im pissed off
Weed make this
Bitch cough
Watch every step u make
Or i might have to drop
The Evidence again in the 
Motherfucking lake

Drop drop, make it pop pop 
Drop drop, make it pop pop 
Drop drop, make it pop pop 
Drop drop, make it pop pop 

[Lord Distortion]
Inna cesspool a Drugs 
I guess I can't swim up 
Fuck off the buzz request the best liquor 
 hit like a bus I guess the best pick up 
The best of  the best the rest can just get fucked 

Semi auto clappin I don't think that homie make it
Got that bih jus pressure me want me to see her naked
Been a couple devils that 
Bending my operations 
Cut em for the better you never know who replacing 

Stop 

Thirty round dick 
45 letter want blood 
Like a tick 
Got your fucking illnes
Fucking bus down bitch
And I'm feeling still sick from the drugs I've hit 

Operation needle scrape 
Huffing & I need a break 
Hk in the Cadillac these pussies gonna need a taste 
Take a fucking holiday to slide in and eliminate 
Spinning in the audi feeling godly in a different state

Drop (feat. Lord Distortion)

OUT ALL PLATS! https://linktr.ee/77raze

INSTAGRAM.COM/RAZE.SZN
INSTAGRAM.COM/ESTHETICGLOOM

LYRICS

Yuh Aye
Brrr
Whip out the chop and it go fucking Brrr, Brrr, Brrr (Brr, fa)
Whip out my glock and it go fucking Brrr, Brrr, Brrr (Glock-9)
Pull up at your spot and i go fucking Brrr, Brrr, Brrr
Brrr, Brrr, Brrr, Brrr, Brrr, Brrr, Brrr, Brrr

I got a cleaver he hang from the ceiling i fucking eviscerate
All of the evidence stacked in the tub
Let that shit disappear let it fucking disintegrate
I, I got a chop bitch i cannot get stopped 
And i'm catching you lacking on your fucking dinner date
Skrt down the block he get mo'fucking popped hold up bitch 
You get shot then i fucking obliterate
77 my association
You might end up in the wrong situation
Keep talking shit then i leak your location
Lacing my dope and they like the creation
Smoking gas you can smell the fucking fumes (God damn)
In the stu, who made the beat? Esthetic Gloom (Esthetic Gloom)
Pulling up i'm in your crib i sweep the room (I sweep the room)
Your music whack that shit get swept up with the broom (That shit is trash, Brrr)

Whip out the chop and it go fucking Brrr, Brrr, Brrr (Brr, fa)
Whip out my glock and it go fucking Brrr, Brrr, Brrr (Glock-9)
Pull up at your spot and i go fucking Brrr, Brrr, Brrr (Yeah i go fucking brrr)
Brrr, Brrr, Brrr, Brrr, Brrr, Brrr, Brrr, Brrr

Whip out the chop and it go fucking Brrr, Brrr, Brrr (Brr, fa)
Whip out my glock and it go fucking Brrr, Brrr, Brrr (Glock-9)
Pull up at your spot and i go fucking Brrr, Brrr, Brrr
Brrr, Brrr, Brrr, Brrr, Brrr, Brrr, Brrr, Brrr
Brrr
Whip out the chop and it go fucking Brrr, Brrr, Brrr (Brr, fa)
Whip out my glock and it go fucking Brrr, Brrr, Brrr (Glock-9)
Pull up at your spot and i go fucking Brrr, Brrr, Brrr
Brrr, Brrr, Brrr, Brrr, Brrr, Brrr, Brrr, Brrr

BRRR

BRRR PROD. ESTHETIC GLOOM

Flexing the old pipes. 
with @mugetsu117

lyrics: 
[LD]
Say your sorry, you feel immoral
The Days ongoing I feel immortal
The shell incasing, there's no tomorrow
These bones are breaking, the mortal coil

[Mugxtsu]
Design to failure, created by liars
Using you own blood and bones
Pray around them, give them your wealth
Stop crying, start walking
This time I will lose my faith
Leep into the darkest realm
Follow me

[LD]
Hop out the ride Hop out the space ship
He down to die Bitch Send the location
556 leave his skull cap vacant
Help you be yourself bitch medication

been too many years where you been feeling like your frozen
thinking for yourself? Nah your path already chosen
Staying so still they ain't ever make a motion
You ain't shit you get no emotion

DESIGNED FOR FAILURE W/ MUGXTSU [PROD. SAINTBYLETH]

MERCENARIES MERCENARIES MERCENARIES

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

ARTWORK:
@C3OF
@PRODKXISER

PRODUCED BY:
@FUKKSAILOR

MIXING BY:
@FUKKSAILOR

MERCENARIES MERCENARIES MERCENARIES

Stream/Buy

3RD DIVISION

[@SULPHOFFICIAL]
You can try and lay my soul to rest
Go on, try and test, i am not like others
nowhere near a match
Major numbers put down on me
Go on, try and stop me, try to fucking stomp me
There ain't something like the fucking pits
Sinners pouring down the cliff, 
Bitch what are you tryna pitch
Angel on my shoulder tryna talk to me
But the voices down the nine rings are already calling me
Can't hurt me, I'm a outcast 
People try to love me, but i doubt fast
Mortal feelings rarely ever last
Hells fire keeps burning in my chest
Press on, try to run away 
Precious look on your tiny face
Down there is no grace, just a lot of pain
A lot of fucking flames
And a lot of fucking hate
They'll find no sense
They'll just find pain

DEADMEMXRY - THE NINTH CIRCLE [x SULPH]

Are we having fun yet?
Produced by: @obssscure
Lyrics:
I Handle suppressors that man gonna enter
He slip out the cut put that Hand in the blender
We Gonna pop out we demanding an answer
To nothing compliance becoming my standard

Lil ways
I got all these shits to make
Bitch I fuck around she giving top while on the interstate
I'm about to eat from all the items on your dinner plate
Now I'm feeling hungry mother fucker gonna slip away

Now I got bugs
Now I got slugs
He was just talking but now he be done
I dont need love
I dont need drugs
I just need homie to shut the fuck up

Like why is he speaking hes spoken enough
Boy get a beating like he be a drum
Broke the machine and we taking the sum
Like What is he pulling we put on the gloves

We gon dump his weight off
Make the rounds and break off
Put the pressure on a leech
And we cut the snake off

Dont get caught in the cross hairs uhh
pull up bitch and it's all air uhh
So much grind that it's not fair uhh
Up on your house and we stop there uhh

Say that your homies all brought they guns
Dont see shit
Cept your all scared fuck
Bitch wanna see you prepared for none
No witness gonna tell no one

SUPPRESSOR [PROD. OBSCURE]

[Prod.ELE]
ig: bit.ly/38cKuIa
yt: bit.ly/2T9RKAr
-----
chillin on the roof
stfu bitch we shoot
dont fuck with my mood
im born the be the fucking rude
aye bro you nothing
yall are fucking disgusting  
i will never trusting
all this bitches ducking 
when im fucking comming
bitch im ELE who are you?
knife in my hand destroy what i want
im in my fucking dreamland
cant sympathize i cant i cant
i want to destroy 
all this ants  all this ants 

bitch im ELE
bitch im ELE
bitch im ELE
bitch im ELE  

imma living legend
i dont care what will happen
i destroy myself
feeling out of health
please help yourself
click clack eat my glock
i let bitches suck my cock
knock knock we dont need 
a fucking doc
we take all the fucking drugs
give me pills give me dope 
you can see me trough 
my fucking scope

It's Me

Lyrics :

Look at what we've done, just look what came to pass
Worse came to worst now it's time to pay the price
We were given paradise and we turned it into hell
The Fall fast approaches I hear the death knell

With their all important profits there's nothing they wouldn't sell us
All their manufactured prophets turning all minds into deserts
And you traded all your freedoms for a little more comfort
Now we're left to our devices there's nothing left but to suffer

Cathedral of Genocide
Built on rotten foundations 
Covering the fertile ground
They brought desert upon us

Monument to Homicide
Made to crumble our nations
Coveting all that we have
They want naught but to crush us

(x2)

Cathedral of Genocide
Built on rotten foundations 
Covering the fertile ground
they brought desert upon us

Look at what we've done, just look what came to pass
Worse came to worst now it's time to pay the price
We were given paradise and we turned it into hell
The Fall fast aproaches I hear the death knell

With their all important profits there's nothing they wouldn't sell us
All their manufactured prophets turning all minds into deserts
And you traded all your freedoms for a little more comfort
Now we're left to our devices there's nothing left but to suffer

ROTTEN

Drear: https://soundcloud.com/drear26
Oni inc: https://soundcloud.com/oniinc
Frdm: https://soundcloud.com/frdmbeats
Cover by Papa Sleep: https://soundcloud.com/c3of

Mix and mastered by Frdm

Toxic FT Drear & Oni Inc (Prod. Frdm & Fenrir)

Undead vocalist/producer from the depths of France.
beats, collabs, anything else : DM on here, twitter or necrolynn@gmail.com

GEAS

NECROLYNN

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