find myself bumping this at least 5 times a day

LONE WARRIOR

LONE WARRIOR [prod. Grisgrammar]

RIGOR MORTIS (FT JMATTSON)

D C R ON THE SET
WERE STAININ WALL WITH THE GAT
GIVE YOU FUCKIN TETNIS WITH THE RUSTY SHELLS LOADED FOR RANCID
PUSH INTO BACK AND GIVE INTO FACT
WERE THE UNDERGROUND KINGPINS WITH THE MATTE BLACK GLOCK FOR YO TOP
BLOWIN IT OFF IS OUR ATTACK
WATCH ME CAPITAL BURN
WHEN WE RISE UP WE WILL LEARN 
HOW TO SPIN GLOBE WITH THE TURN
GLOBAL BITCHES WITH THE VINYL WITCHES
KICKING IT BACK WITH BLUNTS AND STICHES
SNICHES ON OUR BACK BUT THEY'RE IN THE DITCHES 
IM SO WICKED NOW ILL LICK IT CLOSE THAT CUT AND FLICK IT
ENRICH MYSELF WITH PAIN - SUMMON AN OPP NOW THIS IS THE GAME 
CAN UP THE BERRY - GROW OP FOR MARY - MAKIN THAT CARTEL THAT'S SO SCARY DAMN 
MAID IS COUNTIN MONEY BY THE MOTHERFUCKIN PAPERED PLANES
STICKIN IT UP FOR THE PICKUP TRUCK - WE"LL BRING IT ON THE
LANE SIWTCH - BANE BITCH - IN THE BACK WITH BLAINE TRICK
NOW PICK A CARD, JOKER IS FAR - BUT YOU'RE ON OUR SANE NICHE 
COMIN AN ARMY WITH ALL THE DARK PHARMIES NOW MEDICATED FOR THE MASSES ARE FOR ME
KINGSHIP WILL SAW ME IN HALF WITH THE KAMI - GODDESS IS ON ME FUCKING ON MY BODY
ETCH SCRIPTZ INTO THE SKULL - FLIP VOID IS NOW SO NULL
VOID UNLEASH NOW WE'LL DO CULL, SOIL UP ALL OF THE SKAGGED UP THRALLS
WET A FUCKIN SKULL THE WITH THE WEIGHT DOWN PO
WET A MESSAGE IM A FAT MAN PO
DUKE NUKEM WITH A REASON GET BLOW
COCAINE THE MASSES DRUGGED UP AND BESTOWED 
YEAH SCRIPTZ

YOUTUBE

BLOODSTAINED KAMI (PROD. K4STET x SLEEPY BEAUTY)

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Back and forth you play the board
The score its yours
Suffer from the swelling
Chances are I'm dwelling on the past
Save the last dance
Never romance
No the buzz it won't last
Save the headache for the morning
What are you wanting from me
Calling me
Liquor's your problem I see
Wouldn't be sayin those 3
Under the influence
Back on your knees
All I'm tryna say is damn
You make it hard for me
Weaker than I'll ever be
A succubus suckin' out my soul its bliss

At first I was seeing potential
Now I'm regretting the day that I met you
Sippin' the bottle to try and forget you
Convinced in my mind that the devil he sent you
Caving in I call your phone and I hope that you're Pickin' up
Hate the fact you only wanna talk to me when you get drunk
Why do I like the abuse
Chemically physically mentally too
You strangled my heart inside of a noose
Yeah the liquor is not an excuse
It's three am and you're all alone
Had to much Tanqueray
Pickin' up your phone you see my name
I'm only one call away

A pretty lush
Pretty much
One more shot before we touch
Is that enough?
Enough's enough
If it's not lust
Then call my bluff
There's tension
Not to mention
I fucked up
But learned my lesson
Let it go
I'll count my blessings
Or rest In peace
With no possessions
Im weakened thinking
What's the meaning
In this game
I'm lost completely
Hot and cold
This empty feeling
If it's the end
Then kiss me sweetie

Just fade like the plague
Ima go missing
Don't worry
Your pestilence kill me
I'm drunk on it
You want me
You need me
You promised it
Calling me up at the height of the moon
Keep barking you a fool
A second more of my time
And I swear that I'll ghost
Who am I playing
I sweat when I see you approach
Not to mention I'm a head case
Just a little front to hide it on my best days
Now I'll never never know
What really was the best case scenario
You got my head fucked
Spiraled down into a black hole

Pretty Lush

Pretty Lush Feat. MVKO

with @sinizterofficial
prod. @netuhbeats

LYRICS:

(SINIZTER)

I don’t show no affection/
These hoes want my attention/
I don’t fold under pressure/
All I had was good intentions/

Look at the world for what it is/
I just be tellin’ shit how it is/
Half of you not even genuine/
Fuck with me for your own benefit/

I drown in my thoughts in my conscious/
Sympathy gone if I’m honest/
Ain’t talkin’ to no one I’m silent/
Deep in the depths I have fallen/

I’m seein’ dark graves, I watch the light fade/
I seal my fate, they open death’s gate/

(BEARDED LEGEND)

Head up, oh no
Head up, oh no
Head up, oh no
Head up, oh...

Why they acting cold?
I couldn’t sell my soul,
You see they do it all the same, I had to break the mold,
I do it by myself,
It’s like I’m single-celled,
It ain’t my demons I’ll be keeping, send ‘em all to hell,
Feeling like I’m levitating and I don’t know why,
Doing what I want and I’ll admit it, fuck an alibi,
If I wanna get it, I’ma get it, I’ma do it right,
You ain’t understanding what my plan is ‘cause we’re not alike, yeah,
Better stay away,
Or meet a dark grave,
You’re surrounded by the night, see the light fade,
You’re ready for the worst,
And know the truth hurts,
You see the damage being done, it cannot be reversed

Head up, oh no
Head up, oh no
Head up, oh no
Head up, oh…

Sinizter & Bearded Legend - Dark Graves (prod. NetuH)

LYRICS FROM A GRIMOIRE -prod LIL $WEDDEN

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NO TIME LEFT / MI$ERY (Ft. SNXP X $LIM)

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Cripple

I been pullin all the dollars since i was a plug
Fresh 16 burnin down a bag by the midweek
Crunch time festivities 
Meant choppin up a molly for the kids
I’m breakin bread, I’m like a king
Don’t make me force feed all you dumb thieves
With my flair get your own thing
Biters like a zombie with your bones stickin out
Showin what is weak havin doubt never standing out

Crucify 
Hang em out to dry with their hands tied
Wouldn’t wanna die with a sad cry
Wouldn’t wanna die with my hands dry
Hate me cuz I love the money 
Funny that the figures hittin high notes 
We ain’t even try though I know
Rollin round the town with a 3OD tote bag 
With the Crows Dotti tell em how it goes

Crow with Three or die
I almost did from three ODs
Every rapper that ask advice I tell em three important things
Bigger numbers ain't gon' fix you
Trust the corvids in your dreams, and your homies ain't your homies less they prove it on the weekly
Shotgun up out the closet grip the grip like it's the Yamata
Dropping the expectation, ain't the shit you thought you wanted huh?
Chronic habits
Talking about the Soju I'mma vomit up
Chase the shot with Roku
Hoping its better when I cough it up
Boo tomato tomato
They call me rude
Ain't No use
Brd the same mother fucka' that cooked your goose
Shorter fuse
Man you smooth brained
Thoughts could use some food
I fuckin' hate people, so why would I fuck with you?
World got a pistol at my feet 
It shoot the ground and yell dance,
I wanna go to fashion week but I'm too tired for France
I hold a hand out then pull it back like a government grant
Fell out the sky so fuckin hard my ankle broke on a branch
I been in line too long
I wanna beat a man with a stanchion goldfish span
Bitch you can't hold my attention
Keep the money in the wall like the bald Bryan Cranston
Not my fault you still appalled by shit you don't understand
I'll double the cash
Like I cloned Johnny
Mask got a hold on me
Lapped em
I can see it on the dash
I'm Dali
You're bold and brash
Running they lips like a mustache
Don't care to answer
Why'd you ask?
All this shit get taxing
Damn l'Il grab me the flask un

Twisting up the finger with my kinfolk
Pop another soul 
Reaper coming out the cove 
Warning warning warning 
187 with that death flow 
Salivating at the crows talons 
Soaring to the next door
Just a few options are left on the table 
The days are a mix of depression 
Unstable 
I press on for reasons unknown it’s no wonder 
I sit in this slumber somehow 
Still delivering all the fevers 
Tremor hard in the back with a broken heart 
Rip my soul tag 
Stash it in the fucking bag 
Just a rebel to the drowned out 
Hollowed out words of a world 
Decayed on a level that I’m 
Never with that mutha' fuckin' devil 
Bringing out the evil 
Whether heaven has a seat avail
I’m willing to sit back inhale
Living is a curse 
Last time was the worst time 
Rippers of the west side 
We Three Or Die

I been living off the flesh of the beast
For some time
I’m a crow 
Plucking out the eyes
Every time I die there’s a reason
Heathen season has arrived
So tonight I’m alive
Blasting every mother fucker who denies
3OD
187
We will never compromise
Crippling the foes
Time for you to die
Fall asleep in the dirt
Now your kin left behind 
Cold skin
Closed eyes 
Not a soul will be surprised
Brain dead on my head
Got led in my weapon
The crows come to feast
While the fake still pretending
It’s still BLANXX
Still fuckin' picky
Stuck with the crows
Now your death will come quickly

LONE WARRIOR [prod. Grisgrammar]

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