rap battle
https://soundcloud.com/sylprojex

lyrics!!!:

syl:
i got the semi-auto so i blast em
pulled up to the fuction like whats happenin'
spittin fuckin lies allat cap man
all ur tracks r shit bro u cannot rap man

numbr8:
talkin allat shit but im a hidden gem
like who the fuck is u ur a random
got me rippin out ur piercing septum
tryna be w gang but they do not accept him

oh ur tryna play w me
*hah* that's a mistake

syl:
all these corny ass bars
betchu thought u ate

numbr8:
bitch u coulda bailed out
*wait* but its too late

syl:
nah cuz im confident
u will not humilite

syl:
keep talkin shit bitch
u gon be defeated

numbr8:
oh wtf is wrong
bro u gettin heated?

syl:
nothin much,
im jst gnna make u wish u pleaded

numbr8:
talm bout corny
man i kinda think u cheated

s: i got the semi-auto so i blast em
n: like who the fuck is u ur a random
s: spittin fuckin lies allat cap man
n: tryna be w gang but they do not accept him

n: talkin allat shit but im a hidden gem
s: pulled up to the fuction like whats happenin'
n: got me rippin out ur piercing septum
s: all ur tracks r shit bro u cannot rap man

BLAST EM FEAT. SYLFROST (PROD @prodcatskills)

prod forzen

baby i need you now
swear i'm not playing around
your voice the perfect sound
don't let me hit the ground

you want someone and that's me
i think that's fair cause you're my wife to be
we got so much time but lets spend it slowly
i don't even wanna rhyme i just wanna say its you and me uh
hitting the town like we do, except we don't
want you to stay inside
cause you know with me is where you reside
don't need your girls, stay with me you be aight

yeah
come be with me
air that i breathe
out on the scene
need to be seen
need to be seen

can't have no one thinking you're available
everybody's jealousy is palpable
they just wanna be with she
they should know she's not free

yeah yeah
i know you love yourself
i can't i can't pick no one else
i ain't running i'm here
and ima always need you near
i'm witchu for life
i'm witchu for life

baby where you go?
who said that you can not pick up your phone
i'm not tryna be overprotective
just don't want you to be sending a message
know that i'm not tryna be a detective
talking to you and i hope it's effective
working hard as i could be
you want someone and that's me

you want someone and that's me
i think that's fair cause you're my wife to be
we got so much time but lets spend it slowly
i don't even wanna rhyme i just wanna say its you and me uh
hitting the town like we do, except we don't
want you to stay inside
cause you know with me is where you reside
don't need your girls, stay with me you be aight

yeah
come be with me
air that i breathe
out on the scene
need to be seen
need to be seen

can't have no one thinking you're available
everybody's jealousy is palpable
they just wanna be with she
they should know she's not free

wife to be (forzen)

return

twikipedia  midwxst - untitled (2020 unreleased)

lyrics:

[chorus]
i keep the ruger on my hip, yuh hunnid bullets, keep it loaded
i’m countin all this cheddar, yuh my pockets gettin bloated
keep my music on repeat, yuh yo bitch tell me that i’m goated
that boy said he want the smoke but when i pulled up, that boy foldin

we gon fill him up w bullets, guaranteed that he ain’t coming back
i stay posted w the numbrs, yuh we countin up a hunnid racks
i heard they talkin hella shit, i heard they talkin hella fuckin smack
yuh my name all in they mouth, i had to tell that boy to run it back

[verse 1]
numbr7 in this bitch, yuh u gon catch me smokin opp pack
w-walkin round the town, i’m off an oxy, wearin all black
yo bitch said she wanna fuck, yuh that bitch said she rlly want that
yuh i fuck her so damn good, omd, yo bitch is on that

i ain’t got no manners, pussy yk i’m a bastard
i’m obsessed w violence, told that pussy boy run faster
got this bitch, she suckin omd, she callin me her master
got that pussy praying on his knees, yuh jus like i’m a pastor 

[chorus]
i keep the ruger on my hip, yuh hunnid bullets, keep it loaded
i’m countin all this cheddar, yuh my pockets gettin bloated
keep my music on repeat, yuh yo bitch tell me that i’m goated
that boy said he want the smoke but when i pulled up, that boy foldin

we gon fill him up w bullets, guaranteed that he ain’t coming back
i stay posted w the numbrs, yuh we countin up a hunnid racks
i heard they talkin hella shit, i heard they talkin hella fuckin smack
yuh my name all in they mouth, i had to tell that boy to run it back

[verse 2]
smokin gas to the face, yuh bitch i’m way too fuckin faded
bitch i’m off a molly feeling astounding, don’t need saving
got the cannon, serotonin, ian talkin bout the navy
big ass choppa to his forehead, i think that boy need some saving

got a big fuckin beam on a glock, now he a dead opp
he like ‘what’s this on my head, pussy boy it is a red dot’
yo bitch call me sharpshooter, she know i hit the headshot 
another fuckin body to my countin, another dead opp

[chorus]
i keep the ruger on my hip, yuh hunnid bullets, keep it loaded
i’m countin all this cheddar, yuh my pockets gettin bloated
keep my music on repeat, yuh yo bitch tell me that i’m goated
that boy said he want the smoke but when i pulled up, that boy foldin

we gon fill him up w bullets, guaranteed that he ain’t coming back
i stay posted w the numbrs, yuh we countin up a hunnid racks
i heard they talkin hella shit, i heard they talkin hella fuckin smack
yuh my name all in they mouth, i had to tell that boy to run it back

ruger (geam)

ft. @rans0m
prod me 
shoutout marth

lyrics <3 
now she sleeping like snorlax
yeah we put him in slime no borax
u a weather boy ask for the forecast
portal trap him like its minecraft
yeah we hold that boy for ransom
yeah u ona deadline just like rans0m

yeah is ur bf making money?
i jst wanna know if he making dat honey yeah
bullets got him jumping like a bunny yeah
leave em in a car crash like a dummy yeah
im a trendsetter pave up the way
pull up w a shawty she call me bae
up in a yacht we crash at the bay
now she touch me down in my favorite vein 

ykwis shawty pulled up to my crib to decompress uh 
yeah now she taking her dress off
put it on a dresser
make make more money feel so blessed yeah
yeah we shush him like a compressor
then we hit him w a supressor
like in gta blast em opressor

shawty so fine
put her on vogue put her on time
always wasting my time
she got problems to hide
never been high but i feel fried
she touched me then i died
take her on a ride
use her hand yeah use it as a guide

now she sleeping like snorlax
yeah we put him in slime no borax
u a weather boy ask for the forecast
portal trap him like its minecraft
yeah we hold that boy for ransom
yeah u ona deadline just like rans0m 
got a bad bitch now she call me handsome 
got sum bands to give gotta hand sum

@rans0m
uh uh we got plans to make
dont know where im gonna end up yeah its hard to say 
yeah im in audi r8 driving out of state
yeah i hit the book it book it i aint graduate
me n zxtr getting paid
bands everyday
call up marth he gon slide yeah i put that on my grave
two gram to the face
yeah im feeling great 
yeah we going to the top yeah ik we gon find a place
u picked me up now i dont feel like i gotta hide
u show me all the ways to do it when im living life 
before met u omg i wasnt living right
i like to keep lowk stay out of sight
i might blow thru a bag get one night
everything that we have is so nice
heard he gone sad thats too bad
how u get yo money up how u do that

now she sleeping like snorlax
yeah we put him in slime no borax
u a weather boy ask for the forecast
portal trap him like its minecraft
yeah we hold that boy for ransom
yeah u ona deadline just like rans0m 
got a bad bitch now she call me handsome 
got sum bands to give gotta hand sum

forecast ft rans0m (๑ > ᴗ < ๑)

prod. hosty4444

lyrics:

[chorus]
walk in this bitch yk i got a red dot
came w the glicky i’m hitting the headshot
heard he was talking now he is a dead pop
shots to his head, yuh we make that boy head pop

hitting his head, we hit his medulla
copying me, pussy boy u ain’t cooler
boy u a lame, pussy boy u a loser
smoking on anthrax, i’m an abuser

[verse 1]
i got racks in my pockets, chrome heart on the jeans
bad bitch in the back, she sippin codeine
big body benz bitch i’m moving real mean
yuh 40 gon bust at his head n his spleen

if u talking bout clone bitch u talking bout me
guaranteed make u run if u come around me
lil bitch if we pull up it’s gon be a scene
putting holes in his body, throw him in the sea

[verse 2]
talkin bout me ik yall be some snitches
shootin his body i shoot em relentless
he get shot in his face now he at the dentist
i got me some hollows i leave that boy headless

n i shot that boy up cuz i do not do hands
stop copyin me n go get u some bands
heard that boy wanna talk we throw him in the van
we aimin at pussies, like we in a clan

[verse 3]
u alr know me bitch i’m numbr7
stomp on his skull send that boy up to heaven
fuck that, imma jus send em to hell
if the cops come thru imma shoot em as well

i’m the evilest clone bitch u cannot contain me
how the bodies droppin yuh that shi entertainin
they cannot control me so they all jus hate me
boy why is u running u cannot escape me

[bridge]
hi! h-hi!
hi! h-hi!
hi! h-hi!
hi! i-i-i’m 7!
(x2)

[chorus]
walk in this bitch yk i got a red dot
came w the glicky i’m hitting the headshot
heard he was talking now he is a dead pop
shots to his head, yuh we make that boy head pop

hitting his head, we hit his medulla
copying me, pussy boy u ain’t cooler
boy u a lame, pussy boy u a loser
smoking on anthrax, i’m an abuser

red dot

Breathe exhale I hope that you’re well
Skip the finer details, I’m breaking my boots in
And now the roofs caving
Feel it once and you won’t be the same
Dear God I can’t bury the shame
One more puff and you’ll be okay
Mother I’m sorry
I should’ve just stuck to the pages
Mother I’m sorry
There’s not a decent way to say it
My heart is racing
And it won’t stop racing

racing

Antagonistic

Triple Stack

A sonic journey through fractured cognition and urban nightmares. The protagonist navigates dark streets, chasing money and power, while distorted bass, glitch effects, and icy trap beats create tension, fear, and relentless intensity.