Scriptz

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TRASH AMV https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fOnHheOTpyM&list=RDMMfOnHheOTpyM&start_radio=1

Lyrics:

Double barrel shotty for ya bit-bit-hotty
Ima cut her in the mardis gras, fvckin on her body
Im a slvt drawn psycho dancing corpses with bicardi
Sippin n1pple drippin whippin in the pool with your th0tties

Double barrel shotty for ya bit-bit-hotty
Ima cut her in the mardis gras, fvckin on her body
Im a slvt drawn psycho dancing corpses with bicardi
Sippin n1pple drippin whippin in the pool with your thotties

Im a bish-b1tch, im a wish-kid, snappin on the candles casting curses on your wits-wits
Making you insane, im a nessecacary puzzle piece
Showing you my brain, I'm a less-than-scary-cuddle-weeb
Huh? Buy an AK you know I'm kiddin
Ride a fvckin hayday for the other living
Gonna start the shootin on the walkin-dead
Lookin like im lying red, fvcking sheeple stupid meditated, know the senate-said
That you cant buy guns, that you cant buy drvgs, that you cant kick bums off the curb with the stun
2-mayweather mother told me pray a better peace, but my soul in on a lease
from the d3vil in his ease
I'm a motherfvcking lost-soul, I'm a canister of evil off his press-valve
Cobble stone is fvcking broken, open pandoras box
I'm a caught-cold, virus hour, slither deagle shot-mode

TRASH GANG AMV

MARDI GRAS (PROD. UNREM)

[Verse]
Demon chick lickin her lips
Lookin for that long dick
Twistin on the level, feels wrong kid
She needs to be in the underworld with the prong king
Sitting it on my throne, looking dawning
Eating shrimp off a platter, now athena is my mistress
Lookin for something real, need unimaginary kisses
Ive been at it so long but god always keeps me missin
These hoes dont give me a chance and that's what keeps me hissing
On the mic now I'm gonna take down the whole damn system
It's my right now, cleaning up the mess that you've been listen
Do with rap first, and then I'm trasnfering all my pistons...
To sophistry, mathematics, literature and all the pissin
in the pot, I want you to grow up a bit, not
Join my team I'll show you the way to the devil's pit his lot
Eat the fruit, suck that juice and rest with prada's bitch caught
Rick jaw lady demon he is slicing shit off
Yeah
Cutting to the top, blood is sliding  now dripping of, blades are drawn
Looking for a new team will accept my song
I'm writing from the heart
But now I'm feeling wrong
Second guessing my raps, now she wants me fucking gone
Uh

Gone

Trying a clearer mix on this one, getting rid of the old school sound

[Verse]
Picture esque demon being flying in the sky now flap his wings and rub his horn and then give up yo bitch's guys
Taste of the fo-five declining to the bottom falling laser beam just like it's UFO time yeah
He's got that racer beam
Inject the fluid, start the engine and ignite -
Reject the steward, I dont need her help now to blow me fine
I'm flexible and I'm unhexible try it you'll fail impeccable 
Steel my rights
From gods
the press of the freights
The ghastly type
Yeah
And I'm picking out her dresses
I am giving her the light
She wants my devil prong a blessing 
Oh She is so tight,
Now the flip the record and give it a hard jerk and now whip back down that red kite
I need to bait her in
Almost perfection exactly my type
So I make these
Raps - and I'm feeling mighty fine
Dont give two fucks if she has heard them
I'm improving overnight
Gonna be famous
A little rich if I play it right
So join my team you little bitty
we're starting to take flight
Yeah

Flight 666

[Verse]
Wrist slit, drop kick up in the town rick ross kid
Demi at the top, got duh lost whip
Whippin your back in the moss pit
Demons are rising it's costly
Eating your flesh they are flossing
With your bones
Swallow you whole
Collosus's massacre rows
All of these hoes
Dont give our boy scriptz a chance and it shows
So he's becoming a rapper do shows
Writing dark lyrics for all of these bros
Waiting for snow, make music video
He's dressing her up, twisting in his mind he cant this shit anymore
Look for rejection shit, or a trajection he now just needs something to hold..
Jester is rising he's breaking from mold
Guess she is hiding her body is sold
To a mother fucking chad in her mind he is old
Gonna fucking slit his mother fuckin throat play a role 
Tear it open, Bleed out it's soakin
Covered in red now I'm resting I'm toking...
Drawing a breath dropping knife for the mic 
Become a rapper over a few nights
Making a slapper money in my sights
Giving the world the wealth and the rights
Give scroll a furl for health and the might
Designing a cult will be ready to fight...
Scriptz

Halcyon

[Verse]
Draw katana rise with prana cut atlanta off the map
Drawing points I'm looking at reflection now I am stuck turning back
From blood
Lie you worship hood
Wannabe gangster 
Suck all the soot
I'm trippin up got Achille's foot
Tricking ya I got the real mood
Happy mother fucker rising to the top I'm good
At this rap shit, and fuckin yo bitch got wood now I'll draw lines in the mud
Turf war, smurf war - she got the sass want a slurp whore
But they dont want me I'll surf more
Looking for bitches who flirt more
Yield to evil and spur more
Drawing their shield from kurt's door
Flaws and the real, got the perked score
Become mine then you capture world 
Uh
Tap out with prada got style in tandem with bands
I'm so poor but I'm giving out hands
Through all my lyrics I am switching ends
Giving the wisdom the mouth of the horse you are now stuck in the last devil's den
Sucking the spittle  the mouth of the whore, you are now luck incarnated again
yeah
Press on
Esso
Gas in the bunk
Smoking up the gucci buds
Now I'm wrappin up a blunt
Inahle with my homies
We dont do much dire stunts
but I write a lot of music
and I do it for the sun..
Cheesin on the weekend
I'm blowing money on a ton
Of fuckin weed for my needs
And a hoe who greets me on the run
From my heart I rest with saturn
I'm like a lantern burning on 
Eating shrimp off of a platter
Dining with the saddened gods
Now I'm fucking slittin my wrists
I'm bleeding with the blasted conch...
You've heard all I have to say
Now fuck off and do get gone...

Lines in the Mud

Hunt
Cut
Strum
Shut Down
Fury up
Mass a crown
Scurry strut
Im a clown
Jester with the lesser demons in his fuckin town
Mindscape is fuckin corrupt it's lookin like a god damn mound
Of fuckin trash, fiends turn to ash, their scraping by and now their lookin back 
At their home, gonna mess with prada in my dome, a task
Price the data god is on the phone he is so fast -
Asking them  return if they want to bring show at last
Evil will be removed from the world snow and glass
Sucking them back spitting out a throne the dome is brass
Wont break it if you fake it want you salivate then take it 
Power is so god damn massive but it's fun so we will rake it
Generation millennial growing up with the heart aching
They will now take over the world, strip her bare she will be naked
Uh
Lookin for a new perception and a paradigm of satan
Jesus reeses pieces stigmata wrist marks I am fuckin latent 
Power in my fuckin veins I am the next one up who's tastin
Rulership is fuckin hard but I will prepare and be patient 
Hunt
Cut
Strum
Shut Down
Fury up
Mass a crown
Scurry strut
Im a clown
And I'm flying...

GEN_MILLENNIAL

[Verse]
Red alert the demon's rising from the hidden hell
Hollow on the bloodlust why is metal in the smell?
Mercury is runnin through my veins, I'm shifting lanes and shells
Turning inside out I'm like the thing without his cheap-ass kills 
Shapeshifter, rage quitter - I'm the fuckin cage kicka
Break out of prison with all of the massive dun ice mage trickas
Yeah
Chantry's pissed but we are taking off
Breaking through our chains we are like django with the glock
Cop yo top
//
Im the kingpin jin want manicure
Start the engine and then pan the air it's in your hur
Breeze fucking sneeze gotchya with your geez cautchya with your sleeze
And we're marchin for the trap we want the cheese
Crunchin numbers and the fact for fuckin lease
Sell my soul to the devil and eject the last release 
Ready to drop you in the fuckin hell gonna burn you like a tease
Ash tray sizzle whip I'm branding both your kneeze
Ink blots in your clots internal tattoos with the bleed 
Turning into angel who will eat my enemies 
Flying to the peak this eagle hunting mana keys
Looking for the answers that will bring back dire peace
uh

NIGHTCRAWLER

[Verse]
Reaper off
Leader scoff
Mafia king with the fuckin fleek on talk
Do you think I cannot rap when I murder the flock
Do you think I cannot peep when god gives me his cum
Devil drawn
Demon and he's massacre the fawns
He'll play the game like chess and you are just a fuckin pawn
Twisting out his chest the innards are showing with their bronze
Intestines with the glock on freedom looking for that haunt
Creepin on the block oh Gman give me sneaky art 
Steepin tea in blood oh Gman give me the freaky part
I'm a fleeced up demon, now I'm wreaking havoc start
Got the creased up v man, poppin cherries they are tart 
Tip toe ninja - katana on the fringa 
Wakizashi on the fucking back it's in the printa
Yeah
Scriptor all the dire toads - kiss em on the head and look for queen who wants to fall
In love with the demi-demon lookin human devil call
Now he's fuckin spreading his wings he'll glide full way to top
Now he's fucking wedding those rings, he'll turn you into slut 
Turn you into sane bitch wants to understand the art
That surrounds you - that confounds you
That's part of you, mask of you - ego and the mother fuckin clown fool 
The start of you, end of you - smeagle hunting your crown too 
The end of you, middle you earth - eye of sauron boon
Uh
Pass up all the petrol
Douse it with the flames woah
Let the sparks fly and go
Glide to the top and then you'll let it fuckin snow
Like a fuckin god on madness, elemental with its rows
Colossus goin to floss us, use the strings that are made of bones
Spartan lust forgotten, three hundred of warrior bros
Last of platos rulers lookin at the at the fuckin glow
of the weakspot

ACHILLES' HEEL

[verse]
Call me a fucking god
Call me what I am not
Cull me with sumthin tough ->
Sell me to the fuckin ruts
And eat up all the rot 
Casper is purpose
Ghostly and masked up my life has the surplus
Of freedom and artistic dreamin the curses are on my back I cant determine...
Whether or not I am vermin
Wheter or not I am learnin
Weather is hot I am burning
Sun down moon is out now I am turning
Yeah
//
Break -- down
Brass from the clown
Lookin to the finals, looking for that round
Pi is shiny vinyl, shook me on way down
Kinda like a rhino, chargin for the crown
Cost is so high so ill massacre town and eat up all the souls and plant bodies in ground
Pass up the stressed up sound
Let it breath - be a team and wick up that count
Getting bands getting fined from the hounds
Shifting sands now the earth is burning out
Slitting hands cuz the time is now found
No more left in the fuckin hour-glass by the pound

DIMEBACK

Out now on all platforms!

Instrumental by https://soundcloud.com/jontbeats
[Verse]
Now you call me all the wicked man
Uh
Summon army with the wick and pen
I'ma I'ma lookin for the second 10
Apart from me I'm in a wishful snooze 
Now join up and we'll flick a jin
Jesters in the fuckin sky fallin with da bullet holes
Deagle in our hands let em die take their angel roles 
Resin in the pocket now we'll stick it on their nose
Teach-em-a-lesson and let them ride in the fuckin mortal shows
This isnt kratum we're not lookin to make the chedda
DMT we're lookin to feel so better
Glide to the top and then we'll fuckin learn to shed it
Our skins and our wings and whatever forces edit 
I'm missing the force forget it 
Mandolarian armed to the teeth so now ill fett it 
Candle whore I'm lighting the life from vantage settin
Letting the souls ignite underneath the tree they'll travel don's assetta 
So fast, go get it
Exit baretta
//
Put in that clip and we'll slip by the guards
Silenced we're fineish we're lookin for bars 
Gold on our mindish we take this so far
Unsheath the blade akimbo with boom arm 
Slittin necks, creepin lookin for who's next
Ignite the powder and extend a bullet through the set 
Bloody drippin on the flo I'm paintin all of it so red
Cant believe that I'm a godly goddess rick jaw in cement
Spittin, Spittin concrete at your fuckin face 
Lookin, lookin outwards for that ghastly taste
Of death, so ill miss it and then put out scythe as battered bait  
Looking for the reaper with his pogo at my fuckin face
Gonna eat it for he finds me it's like poppin lace
Pill after pill now we got a line of ace
Take it down your throat before you go insane in case
Just a jester being inside me so I'll kill myself at pace

Wick & Pen (prod. jon t) (2020)

[verse]
I'll murder your fuckin mask and put your nemesis in the dirt
I'm like Achilles on his task br* huntin kratos make him hurt 
Brass in the feathered compart-ment, buy it, mint-the-car-then
Riding low in the mosh pit, breaking the kneeze for the costly 
Yeah, mafia king pin, sonic keys in him, rollin he's pimpin, hoes on his slim jim
Got the matter for the jin jin - pass up the latter for the win win
Clowns and the jesters are now watching him him, guiding his hand while he fucks and he smokes and he sin sins 
Got the one ring ring
Wear it like the bling bling 
Yeah uh 
Take a path of the coo
Lookin crows who will massacre the flows
Starting a flock real soon
Mess with big gonnas I'm hunting parooze
Peeling my eyes I'm now preying on prude
Rich and the bitch got the witch on my loose-leaf
Writing a list for the boost-league
Boun-ty hunting the ruse team
Yeah
Scriptz
Wick-et hand it's a glue thing
Stick-it band are the blue meme
Capture the world got katamari in my veins
I'm snowballing 'ciety I'm switching lanes
Rising to top got the puss and the barbed wire now stuck all over my new fuckin win name 
Giving the passengers venom I'm holding a bomb and a knife and I'm crashing this plane

JinJin

Beat by https://soundcloud.com/calvin-krhyme-music

[Verse]
Blastzone fiend
You can call me dire phantom
-- Look through the fire while I cut my wrists and write the liars anthem 
I'ma just dreamin got the cicada on my teamin, I'm so handsome 
Insect boi with major ploys, he uses them when he's sleepin, ransom
Hold you by the gunpoint, got a hostage worth a samsung 
-You cant afford to kill us are bleeding out with all of your whip cannon
-Lore on the floor your curses are surrounding all of your pannin
Lookin through the hour glass while I wait on the sandman
Scope set, right - got the, demons on my flight of bullet
Sending you to hell I'm missing target by your fucking mullet
Riff raff flacid staff -  career is sad, now whip and cull it 
Start again and fight with them, the new kids are here now rising smull it
Teen spirit in the air I'm wrecking lyrics now I'll pull it 
Marionetting words, now spitting inferno till I will don sell it 
Staring at the birds befor I take my 9 and shell it...
Gonna eject that fuckin round through my temple and ill break my skullet 
Yeah - A million dollars now rest with the prada and cut 
Rat-tuck - look-in, for-the slack-ones, king-tuts
The peeps, who relax and look at the world like its owned by one
Eating suits alive with golden teeth as sharp as rounds from gun

Sandman (Prod. Calvin KRhyme)

[Verse]
I'm tempted
I wick the basket eat the grapes I'm scented
Like a god, I'm sniffing sugar off my lenses
Gonna need to see I'm vibin with freddie on all the past tenses 
Catastrophe I'm packin G now I  got the massive friends ya 
That'll beat you up and keep you tucked - mana from the cut I'm rented
By a devil with his tail round my neck oh I'm not offended
Cant beat a puppet who's steel is stuck so fuckin molten and it's so bent ya 
So twist that shit past its limit and break the lava from the pendant
Uh 
Change is so impermanent I'm seeking zeus's tournament 
I'm restin now ill turn this kid - other, side now he'll burn his kin 
Send them to flames and put picture in frame scratch out the brother who thought he was sane
Yeah
Giving you message of game
Just look it closer now look at my name 
Says it is scriptz reverse I will explain 
You can make if you wanna proclaim
You can break it if you wanna contain
All of the peace that is stuck in your brain
It's not about just the ohm meditate
It's about release and massacre plate
Release the reigns release the rage, searching for souls who want to break the cage
Yeah uh scriptz

Zeus's Tournament

[Verse]
Wretch start, in the fuckin race
Shoot you in teh fuckin face
My name is scriptz  the master race
Not white or black or masquerade 
Yeah
Com-pressure on yo plate 
Do a home run now 0 times I am so great 
Transgressing infinity 
I'm the tail that bites the snake 
I'm Livin in sin city
I am chanelling my hate
Fuck yo dog
Fuck yo fucking family 
Fuck yo fate 
You dont even know how to control the people with  your 8s 
Dogg, I'ma take a choppa blow yo fuckin head off
Take down a blue coppa and then cross the state off of my list
Did you hear me? I didnt stutter or make a lisp
Revolution comin want you to break the glass and raise yo fist 
And i'll give yo broad a kiss
She's my girl, look at this
I'm a wizard, fuckin chiss
Eyes glowin red, I am so pissed
So I'll cast out the lighting from my fingers tipsss
Using the force grip on yo dreary eyed, drugged up goth chick
She likes it that way givin her the pleasure while I sip
Bicardi out a glass filled with ice but picture this
A demon with four horns fuckin the world in his bliss...
That's me when I am enlightened I'm lookin for that rift dough --- uh

Farewell

[Verse]
Colossus in the house his long hair is so tussled 
Black strings down his back he's got tattoos on all his muscles
Fat bling on his neck he's bombin all of the grey hustles 
Giving gangstas in the cut the hope to be so fuckin subtle
Escape those chains and rise I'm callin up the huddle
Revolution on my mind I'm giving nip a supple touch 
Imps for the fuckin lunch, orgy in my fuckin hut
I'm a king armed with the lich, commanding all the tuts
Yeah
Whip up the lash and catapult the past
Rise to the top and massacre the pack 
Give up the prada inject all the feds 
Learn about their dirty secrets
get in their bed
Money for the scriptz,stealing all their yen
Rob the world with my  sword and the fuckin pen
Rope up the girl the  whore and the hen 
Knife to the servitude, Make dogma cuz im  bent 
Fuck
Wretched, flake, make-up, wrath, suck on the loft 
Lookin for phantom who live in thugz mansion I'm lookin for fandem I'm trying to take off 
I'm seeking the answers I'm giving you sandman
Time will control you unless you are the bad man
Fuck all of the light, now become like a mad man
Be Jeckle and hyde I know you have the grand plan

Moonlight

Beat produced by https://soundcloud.com/jontbeats
[Verse]
Kill yo motherfucking race
I'll take machete slit your face
Higher being in the fucking rap now taste my pace
Cripple cut with the demon now I'm lookin for that ace
Play the cards in my hand before I give your girl fat chase
Picking up the pieces of the mirror she lost in race
Now I'm lookin for the demon who will orgy with the lace
Yeah
She's a fucking semen eater, sucks it down by 50 litres
Shoot her in the face with shotty gun is on my waist it's either
That or using symbols to give your gang by fun fuckin heaters
Fuckin bitches make my life so hard, it's witches eat her
Twistin liches ima walko on your mrs feed her
Fuckin cops, yeah, wake up in the flat you're free nah

Machetes (Prod. jon t)

Vocal mix by FEIO

[Verse]
Heel slit, master clique
--
In the house we're wackin phonies and we're hairing splits
Getting stoney making hara jealous god in  pits 
-I'm above them on the throne now because I took the bone and flipped
up the narrative,
Ready to drop you with a scary shiv 
Ready to top you up with the cherry bitch 
Cop yo top and bury the lich, yeah, bury the lich
Rise to the top and give drugs to the cops 
Then control the economy lie to the sluts
and Kill all the fuckin liars with their white muts 
Fidos are dying I'm maccin it up
11 to heaven I'm seekng the fun
In massacre revan, saber cut the run 
Last of the seven, horseman silver tongues
Blood, on the, floor, wit duh, kill bill flow
Nah
Ima, whip you up and show how you do it bro
Connect with your devils and channel your snow
Be like a scarecrow collect all the crows
Snap like a cracker, 44 on lo
Big as al paca, I'm crushin yo toes
Sneak, pack it, clip unload
Connect with blackout, void take go 
Brass in the basement back to the glow
Light in-the-dark now sand while I row 
Limestone cut and I cant hold the show
So I'll leave you bloody, cut dry to the bone
I'ma hang up the phone
Need greed to strutty,  Cant become so slutty,
Be a monk for no
You know, why, ima, doin, all the, fluid, sticky, flows
Come here pigs ima suey and I'll, do it, by, the stupid rope 
Uh

Cult

No Better Love (Prod. Oh Gasm!)

Yield evil when I'm dead - grabbing arm and I will cut
Across your tendons with the glass I smash up when I'm fuckin drunk
Got-you, dunk - three pointer I am swishing head for fun 
Nessecary you to focus and then bring out back the gun
No peace withour the terror so I'm shooting at yo gut....
Dodge it quickly or you'll bleed out by a motherfucker runt
5'6 with the whip now he's summoningg incubus 
Eating all the fuckin bitches while he bleeds out all the frost
Cold as ice he's not warmblooded he is frozen at a cost 
Giving you pieces from the scary places now he'll smoke a blunt
Getting high and so fried, eyes are red, chiss is stunt 
Rage is here, die you guys now, eat your fuckin lunch 
dance on your corpse and take a shit in metal cage
I'm etchin in the sketch branding your skull with alll my filthy  rage 
Carving knife drip, through the scalp I'm peeling off your face
Catch my scary whip I'm giving it to you ill lick and taste 
Your blood - body thud, making your famy fuckin pay
Got the bud, and the snub, saturn deimos with duh sway 
Ill shoot myself in head - now to see the gleam of day
The otherside is lit you can connect it when you pay
Yeah

FROST (prod. NOXYGEN)

prod. https://soundcloud.com/jontbeats

lyrics: https://genius.com/Scriptz-narc-lyrics

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