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The only thing that's hurt is my ego

feat: @donotresurrect

prod: @fidi-946222141 & @ghostabitch

lyrics:
[LD]
Ghost knock
Fuck around
You saying shit
But never really post up
beams on deck finna make em steady croak up

Oh fuck
Say he running game
But I ain't ever seen him roll up

Ain't acting like he sposedtuh

Vominos
head is feeling monotone

Back and fourth

Playing with these bitches like they dominoes

Head banging bitch
Sucking rhythm to the audio
Throw up in the dish
Take a hint that you gotta go

All this fucking hustle just for nothing
You should really stop and think

All this stressing over nothing
Just sit back and overthink

what is needed
Ima I do it I ain't ever gonna blink

We achieving this affluence while you only gonna sink

[Donot]

lead rain falling 
you a red stain barking like a great dane
you gon get your head caved, darlin
i got ten dames callin playing head games
pardon, i just make waves you can keep the head thanks, sorry 
keep a mag in my bag aight, he at the red light 
stack on the dash like, he mad my bread right 
keep on fuckin talkin my niggas’ll turn to stalkers you a target turn a damn bright day to a dead night 
out of patience and you know i been waiting 
the sight of blood it’s amazing
she doctor and i’m the patient 
it’s a operation 
thought of it haunts a nation 
watch the bullet hit his neck then i go home to plot vacation

APPARITION W/ DO NOT RESURRECT [PROD. FIDI & GHOSTA]

[Prod.ELE]
Mix & Master [ELE]
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--------------
night is mine drink some wine
ppl out there  please stop
asking me if im fine
break ur spine hold the line

why u fucking lie
why u fucking cry
enjoy ur last time
seeing the blue sky
by by
marty mc fly fly
hit em with the sci fi
pull up in the night time
tell me for what u die die
got a weapon for a fellon
not supposed for the heaven
motherfucker just a lesson
seven seven self expression

makes me careless
makes me careless
makes me careless
makes me careless

lie in the bed
fighting with my thoughts
they used to be a thread
make me think that
i dont care what they said

fuck im a mess
hate is the only
way to handle 
all that stress
all that shit 
makes me careless

makes me careless
makes me careless
makes me careless
makes me careless

death in my chest
i cant even rest
a city full of rats
all this shit makes
me fucking stressed

catch ur soul
like a ghoul
fit to the system
thats a rule
you are like everyone
isnt that cool?

makes me careless
makes me careless
makes me careless
makes me careless

Stream on Spotify!

Careless

THINK BEFORE YOU SPEAK.

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

-LYRICS-
"before the song begins, did you know that camps in the lower border such as Texas, host concentration camps for people of Spanish decent and hold them captive against their will? thanks for listening!" -nA

wake up proud you just smoked a face of loud
but you shittin on the prowl that you never even found
look up in the face of friends then you show off all ya binz
once they offer up amends then you turn the other fins.
steak
rape,
all on flake.
bet you offer up a plate
eight
takes,
elevate.
when did soundcloud jump in lake
hard drive is filling my money is shilling
i'm willing to M-O my palace of chilling
capping so hard you heading like cappy
but all dis competitive nature is crappy
clap right here cuz u balance off a queer
once you gain a upper hand everybody wanna stan
if you play up on the card you can be another star
but you testin every king asking for a breaking in.

"Dig me now and fuck me later
And sing it to the tune of faggot, faggot, faggot
Take me now and fuck me later
And sing it with that faggot, faggot, faggot"

"living off a life another slice of life
and i just wanna come clean everything i say right."
right?
tell me what's the truth without another mental bruise
im left alone n yet again my thoughts condone off metronomes.
why cant i just admit that you're a lie?
phantom of a triple cry it's a special alibi
speaking only for the you as if you is kinda groot
maybe someone is the clue for your everlasting mood.
this my mental offering
someone let me in
i can no longer see hym
i just shell it in.
can you hear my plea?
everything is greed
everything is me
living in this world is a mental fee

THE F WORD (PROD. W A S)

[YUNG PLAGUE]

[INTRO]
“First I turned the Nile river into blood
Then I released the frogs as the city floods
Along with lice, flies, and I diseased your livestock
Then I made sure the boils grow on your wife and child
Look up at the fucking sky you'll see a storm of hail and fire
Then I sent out the locust to swarm your fucking crops
I blacked out the sun and made time stop
Next I'm coming for your first born son watch him drop”

[VERSE I]
bitch I’m Yung Plague with a 1000 blades 
scraping them cross your face and then I light the flame 
speak on my name it’s the last thing you’ll claim as the lake is now frozen I’m breaking the chains and then tossing you in with the brick round your foot and I’m hoping you float before Mortis now rots you for good 
bitch I cut the head clean off of the gorgon
held it up and shined the bright light of its eyes still ashen opened 
serpents match the visage of a hydra 
blotted out the sun with pure and blackened ancient blood which drips out darkened skies in red to flood 

[BRIDGE]
"Bitch, I cut the head clean off of the lion
Put it on a spike, and all of the sheep became enlightened, bitch
I'm standin' right beside Poseidon 'bout to release all the Titans
Footprints in the sand, followed by a herd of rotten bison
grey, grey, grey, grey, 
grey, grey, grey, grey, 
grey, grey, grey, grey, 
grey, grey, grey, grey."

[VERSE II]
crucify me with the nails in my feet with the nails in my wrist and that blade at your neck 
I’ve slaughtered the lion and ripped of his flesh and then made him a coat out his chest and the rest 
lil cutthroat enlightens by signs of the higher an alligator severed ripped on the wire
I’m queuing the choir of hell lit the fire then impaled your head on a spike to admire hoe
m16
3 shot burst at your family 
hells reign changed 
in the hearse with my platinum teeth
I sold my soul
insane is all I claim when you pressing me
I lay in dirt while soaked in burns 
Yung Christ is buried 6 feet deep

GENESIS

PROD. @STVRFIRE
VOCALMIX @ISTASHA
ARTWORK BY https://www.instagram.com/lenfant_/
VISUALS https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=st4zRLHYnUs

LYRICS

[VERSE 1]

BITCH I WANNA COUNT THAT PAPER
YOUR BITCH HAS A SPICY FLAVOR
TRACK YOUR ASS DOWN ON MY RADAR
THIRD EYE SHOOTIN A RED LASER

20 ON MY WRIST BUT I AINT RICH YET
FUCK AY
HENNY FOR THE PAIN I NUMB MY DUMBASS
FUCK AY
12 GAUGE ON MY HIP I WANT SOM FUN AY
OKAY 
NECK ON FROZE LIKE NORWAY
YOUR BITCH BE LIKE NO WAY
YOU COULD WRITE AN ESSAY
JUST ABOUT ME FLEXIN
MONEY AINT NO LESSON
LOWKEY KEEP EM GUESSIN

TELL YOUR BITCH THAT SHE CAN KEEP THE CHANGE
I DONT WANT NO FAKES IN MY LANE
YOURE JUST THE REASON THAT I STAY AWAY


[BRIDGE]

SNAKES IN THE GRASS
THEY THE REASON THAT IM RIDIN FAST


I DONT FUCK WITH TRUST ISSUES
YOU DONT HAVE NO CLUE
WHAT IM GONNA DO
OR WHO YOU TALKIN TO

BEFORE THE DEPTH BITCH


[VERSE 2]
BLINDFOLD BIRDBOX
SUICIDE DETOX
GOTTA LIVE GET UP
ON YOUR HEAD RED DOT

TRUSTISSUES NO LUCK
FULL AMMO BUCK SHOT
MENTAL HEALTH EQUALS WEALTH
GOTTA GO STEALTH


GUNSLINGER ERRON BLACK
SHOOT THE DIRT IT GOT ME SICK
WANNA SEE A TRICK?
ROB YO BITCH AND GO VANISH
I DONT NEED YOUR SHIT
HANGIN WITH THE DEAD
TURN THIS TO A MESS 
BLOOD BOUTTA SPLASH

FLEX // TRUST ISSUES [PROD. STVRFIRE]

PROD. LEFTHANDLUCK

LYRICS:

Rise 
Alive
It’s time 
To die with the innocents

Rise
And thrive
Your time 
To die with your ignorance 
(X2)

"New bitch" white funds do we really feel the same 
"Tattoos, die young" do we really feel the same 
"New whip", light guns, do we really live the same
Shoo bitch die run, do we really live the same 
Loose lips, tight s***t do we really live the same 
Choose this life son, do we really live the same 
You "flip", I hunt, do we really live the same 
You snitch.. die. done. do we really live the same?

I DONT WANNA HEAR YOU BARK YOU NEVER WITH THE BITE BITCH 
YEAH IM DRESSED IN RED BUT STILL ILL HIT THAT GREEN LIGHT BITCH 
HE A LIL PUP LIL DOG LIL TYKE BITCH 
IMMA HAVE TO SEND HIM IN THE FATED AFTERLIFE 

I DONT WANNA HEAR THE TALK ITS ALWAYS ON THE SAME SHIT 
"BLADE FLIP DIE BITCH", SAID THEY WAVELESS 
WATCH EM DROWNIN IN THE LAKE WITH THE FRAGRANCE 
POLITICIAN WITH THE TANK, SAID THEY AIMLESS 

He sentenced with witnesses 
Mortal woundsll that’ll finish him
Put a gram in the pipe and I skip the light as I’m hittin it
Rip the plan with your wife and I sip the night while I’m finishing 
All my demons will strike and they take your life for the Ends of it 
I don’t fuck with you pussies, said I don’t fuck with your hoes
I don’t fuck with your money, said don’t fuck with your clothes 
Don’t fuck with your guns and said I don’t fuck with your pose
Don’t fuck with the love that these pussies fake at your shows 

I don’t fuck with your words I said I don’t fuck with your flows 
Don’t fuck with your verbs and I said I don’t fuck with your prose 
Don’t fuck with your work and it’s cut with Ra only knows.
Don’t fuck with em, know that they’re out of luck and it shows. 

Loose lips, I hunt, do we really live the same
New ditch, die, done, do we really live the same 
Do we really live the same..
Do we really live the same?

Karma!

KARMA!

RAID

MERCENARIES - EMERGENCY ALERT - MERCENARIES - EMERGENCY ALERT - MERCENARIES

ANOTHER SINGLE OFF OF "BLACK CASH", COMING SOON.

LINEUP:
@ISTASHA [WELCOME BACK TO THE FAMILY]
@DISTORTIONTHE1
@MUGETSU117 [WELCOME TO THE FAMILY]
@DEPTHSTRIDA

PRODUCED BY @PRODKXISER
MIXING BY @NAVVVI
COVERT ART BY @C3OF


LYRICS:
[ISTASHA]
Fuck what is a side
I'm siding with a price 
I'm on it 
Wanted Circle 
Squaring up 
Inside the octagon and 
Choking on my sleeve 
Face mat then try to save face 
Full triangle choke 
no bow and arrow gonna save a joke 
Armored with a padlock 
Sharpen they key but We keep in the armory mane 
lions detained 
Fuck all the common hyenas
The scavenger demons 
Just eating the scenes decay 
Armed up with a glock 
No sepsis, But a schock 
Getting buried by the docks
That's where you sleep and now we're nautical

[LORD DISTORTION]
Mercenaries vital 
Parasite in eyeball 
Boy you finish final 
Got that stick its viral 
Hung  like a coat rack 
Evil intentions 
I bet you wont float back 
Be in my mentions you ho bag 
Needles injected, to slow track
Sweeping effect put the street in a whole trance 
No one likes you, no one cares enough the tides of wind is solace
We be making raps while all you bitches simply singing sonnets 
Pay my price to get in 
Play this shit apocalyptic 
Aiming with it down the scope 
Get outta hope and wrapped in linnen

[MUGXTSU]
(x2 ) Lost we are, young we are.

Don't fall in despair, now !
Don't bring us the end now !
I don't wanna be, for the best of me
I don't really fkg live now.

If you say that you are,  the victim.
I swear I will destroy you for real

Pain around me,
Try killing me,
Stop lying bitch.
You're gonna die.

Mercenaries, Mercenaries...

[DEPTH STRIDA]
who to trust?
mercenaries hit a motherfucking clutch
since i dropped bloodlust
all these lame bitches sitting on my cock
shits disgusting shits disgusting
one hit leaves your fluid dropping
you think that i might be joking
but my gang creep on you slowly
stealth - break necks
mercenaries dog tag
i dont wanna brag but
kaiser is the best

MERCENARIES - EMERGENCY ALERT - MERCENARIES - EMERGENCY ALERT - MERCENARIES

BLACK CASH

ASSEMBLE ANTHEM

Stream/Buy

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

WHITE FLAG

Limbo (feat. Lord Gasp) Prod. Numb$kull

art by brother  https://www.instagram.com/lenfant_ // @lenfantlondon

sharks on my feet and they brand new
lightnings on my jeans turn the black blue
see me walkin thru the valley and im packed up
hear me screaming from the lungs, it is
"mercenaries next up" 

rollin up a rocket im too sporty
fuck a fandom i dont fuck with rick and morty
got a reddot and a beam its for the glorys
break out my  cage and i leave the labratory

hella bands on me i feel dead and its okay
strida might have changed
and its not in a good way
runnin thru valley
got the mercs in my back man
bitch you eat up  balls 
so i might just call you pacman
gotta lotta ammo
guess the size we play hangman
 wrist lookin smart
i could team up with ben 10
chains looking hard
i could create a goth band
eat up my part
like its cake, i want whole bands

status unknown bitch im robbing some jewlery
call the ambulance bitch im on a killingspree 
walk up to yo mans one punch equals felony  
drum mag  go hard let it rain from the balcony
flee through the desert my shit is so stacked out
opps pulling up  oh fuck it got mad loud
hydrate myself with some water no pass out
hop in the caddy and i  look for a way out

sharks on my feet and they brand new
lightnings on my jeans turn the black blue
see me walkin thru the valley and im packed up
hear me screaming from the lungs, it is
"mercenaries next up" 

rollin up a rocket im too sporty
fuck a fandom i dont fuck with rick and morty
got a reddot and a beam its for the glorys
break out my  cage and i leave the labratory


suprise!


boy turnin dead cause he went off a pill
eyes turning red cause im smoking the filth
bitch i got contacts got eyes in the hills
man its on sight i got mercs and they kill

peter piper packed a bunch  of guns in his backpack
he was talking way too loud so watch his fucking neck snap
catch me in the alleyway im sipping on some red stag
beams everywherei feel  like im playing lasertag

Limbo (feat. Lord Gasp) Prod. Numb$kull

Numb$kull (@killnumbskull)

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