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REAPER W/ SINIZTER (PROD. MODEST0 X LUNA)

Featuring. https://open.spotify.com/artist/17qcgleNjGWZoAqUM0MQHs?si=Z6QACdGFTNaoSV9h6rCMBA

Prod. https://open.spotify.com/artist/2kppis5CDjgY0jeNIFgKUG?si=sS51X7kwQXieT-BX6g2pzw

Art. https://www.instagram.com/ipurex/

From Myspace Deathcore To Screamo Rap | Prod. NetuH

BLOOD CREEK W/ NIKKO X DAEGHO (PROD. DABEAST)

Production, mixing and mastering by Gullyspit

Verse 1:
looking at my hands stretched out
what’s a preacher with a 45
talking out the side where the neck meets the bow tie 
where the flesh connects between both eyes
they won’t even sweat till we show em where the rope ties
you can get beat to death
burnt out the middle like a cigarette
watch the heat map form from the infrared
got newspeak’s clinging to rest 
got new feet bringing old bones inside to get dressed
no time better than past to get pressed
no fight in em let the rest forget
flood bringing mud but it stuck to porch steps
her hand covered up with blisters 
itch in the throat need to pitch the liquor 
images birthed in 
the skin infested
crave the silence when the pump arrested

Hook:
mama said it was always muddy 
and I better not track no shit
mama said I was always funny
but I speak with too much spit

Bridge:
i feel like a scarecrow
i know they all hate me 
no debate that I’m an asshole
bodies in the castle 
hanging right below the ramparts
i feel like a surgeon
now you spare parts

breakdown:
4 blank walls make em act corrected
4 inch tall need the aim perfected
counting minutes when the year is rented
countless visions of a body burned up
organs churned up 
rivers longs gone 
swerve the pot hole but hit the pilon
smell the fumes off the melted nylon 
fuck the pay stub
office Saigon 

Hook x2

Ugly44

BOGIE

prod @nimbustwokay, @killjei & me
mixed by lord gasp


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I don't like the way u talk to me
Fuck out of my way you mortal weakling
all that noise, babble’s like a free lobotomy
talking so much shit, bet you dont mind loosing teeth

Started with a rap
Shh quiet
Theres a mastermind at work don't interact
All the stars allign when you wear the bogie mask
I be feeling myself, bitch I fuck with myself that's a fact 

young spirit rocking balenci jacket, the shape C
shakespeare, the way the lyrical deeper than a rem sleep
cut sleeves, faux sheep sheers, grace of a frolicking deer 
i fuck on a promising dear, she can feel the pain i endure

too much barking, all that shit that you steer is over my head
don't get near, i can smell it from here everything you spread
 little xerox, army of clones, copy of a man

spit on your scene, oh i thought it couldn't get any better
another fiend i’ve relied on like a blinded savior
now peep the freak how he handles like a drunken sailor
ain't allowed to breathe in that world that’s gonna fuck you over
b-bitch
bitch i didn't change, just y'all never really changed enough
never stay the same
all i did, i did it thru the rough
it's that raw thang, visions reminiscant of a snuff
embody the juice that tweaks the brain like 'The Stuff'

couple of knives in the back, i got tired
If there’s a god then your god is a liar
i’m running in reverse
sleeping thru all my alarms, i can’t see clear  
I'm born cursed

I don't like the way u talk to me
Fuck out of my way you mortal weakling
all that noise, babble’s like a free lobotomy
talking so much shit, bet you dont mind loosing teeth

Bogie

BARRACUDA.WAV | FT. DO NOT RESURRECT (PROD. ANXIOLYTIC)

amv: [https://youtu.be/TuG-IBkj_iU]

lyrics: 
Ok, hop out my way
Watch out, I'm not down to play
I pop the glock at your face
Brought out the wraith
Pop out with blood on my blade
Laugh as I watch y'all decay
I got the K, .45, with a glock 9 semi
Gotta spray, hot iron
Got a goth thot with me
Let it rain, shots fired, not a shot gon hit me
Got a opp block spinning like a top
Rot with me, nigga

Everyone around tryna cop my steez
Never runnin down 'less I got my piece
Hella bodies found when I pop my beam
Helicopter sounds when the drop top speed
Lever gun em down, I do not want peace
Sin City how I do em dirty
Got a glick with me, I could use a 30
Let my switch hit him, watch it shoot like Curry
Lil bitch

I got a bad bitch, she tryna rendezvous
I gotta blast, ray beam got a round or two
You wanna die? Say please, I got just the tool
To cut em down, 19 bodies stackin, dude
You never saw the best until you saw my Tec
My sawed off go sawin through your armored vest
You lockjaw, but honestly I'm choppin necks
The cops found the body, but without a head

I got my savages around me
Won't be caught without my strap
Keep on thumbin through the paper
Then I rummage through ya stash
Tell that boy I'll see ya later
He ain't never comin back
Cuz niggas know I got that blade
I'll cut ya tongue and let it flap

Everyone around tryna cop my steez
Never runnin down 'less I got my piece
Hella bodies found when I pop my beam
Helicopter sounds when the drop top speed
Everyone around tryna cop my steez
Never runnin down 'less I got my piece
Hella bodies found when I pop my beam
Helicopter sounds when the drop top speed

Pull up with 40, I came for the bullies
I'm bout all the smoke, I just bought me a new glock
Aim out the cage at a free man
.762 knock em back to the boondocks
Runnin em down to they coffin
They hide with the ghosts, see em turn to a dead zombie
Chalk on the ground, he get smoked
But I love make believe cuz I know that the feds watchin
Hang out the roof of the drop top
BOOM, BOOM, BOOM, BOOM!
Hit the block with a sawed off
Came with the Boogeyman, lock, shock
Smoke in the barrel, don't care if the stocks off
I ain't rockin with you pussy, you not bout that action
Leave ghosts in yo whereabouts
Came from the mud, I'm gon air it out
Bugs in his body, I'm rotten, don't wear it out

Ok, hop out my way
Watch out, I'm not down to play
I pop the glock at your face
Brought out the wraith
Pop out with blood on my blade
Laugh as I watch y'all decay
I got the K, .45, with a glock 9 semi
Gotta spray, hot iron
Got a goth thot with me
Let it rain, shots fired not a shot gon hit me
Got a opp block spinning like a top
Rot with me, nigga

cathedral ward [ft. witchouse40k] (prod. mercykill)

BigXthaPlug Type Beat - "It's Over"

USPS (feat. Witchouse 40k) (prod. Y$57)

MUSIC VIDEO -> https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7OxzOyPyJO0

prod. Gullyspit & Lord Gasp
rec /Mix Lord Gasp

72 on your fam 
If you talk to me like that 
You gonn get a fucking ride 
In the back of a black Cadi
Cant you see y’all are walking too close to the beast 
Ripped guts ,Swap the skull to put a bomb over his teeth
I bounce back slash the shit out of his arm and snatch his piece
It's blood diamonds but the violence inflicted’s actually needed
Blowback causing chores and shit’s a clusterfuck of splatters like i tricked santa claus into a chimney full of creatures

Ok biddie , nice to meet you
Ok maybe, im gonna eat you 
Ok biddie , nice to meet you
See my blade like a DM u gonn slide thru it


rookie come and take a punch like rocky , get shook
cannibal but clean I bleach the body im gon cook bitch
turn the knob, light the stove, stuff em like a turkey
i’m an animal , so are y’all , fuck it i go crazy

Ok biddie , nice to meet you
Ok maybe, im gonna eat you 
Ok biddie , nice to meet you
See my blade like a DM u gonn slide thru it

Come meet me i’m at the park
Swing by and say hi at the peak of the dark (ness)
I was told i could be anything but a star
Now as i blow up lemme show where ima keep your heart
Ima put you in a jar

Got the neck bitch?
I aint talk bout throat i mean a necklace
All they rappers why they bragging bout that plastic
definition of a fake generation i see names but no classics


Kinda feel alone in a city full of clones
Start to be corrosive like a bottle of clorox
repeating cycles and they think that im the psycho for saying jokes about choking em till they coma

MUSIC VIDEO

CLOROX 101 [prod. Na$tii]

Written by Grim Salvo x 99zed @lilsherm187 x Saliva Grey @salivagrey
PROD. HELLMEBABY @hellmebaby

- L Y R I C S +

SLEUTH

Think I don’t give just enough of a fuck
Glow like I’m frozen
My dosage corrupt
Flow like a chosen until I combust into nothing but dust
My son, I don’t think you want to press your luck
They gonna go put you in your place with the taste of the rust 
Old game’s so corrupt
Lotta fans gotta fetish for the blood 
Father figure was a .38 
There goes that son of a gun
Leading them all astray with disgrace for the next fresh dove
Pray for a man who won’t settle 
He likes to meddle with all the shit that the people peddle 
They might pop a little quiet pill up in his dental
They hope you aint got the potential to let go
And assemble your own end goals
So bleed every last drop of the dream
From the throat of some old GOATs 
No antidote for the soul bloat 

MOSSBACK

Bitches try to hold me by the goatee 
On my dome piece
Like they own me, own me
I just feed 'em pepperoni on a hoagie till they foamy 
Back in ’03 I was already OG
2014 showed me
I can only proceed in the lonely, as a trophy
Think you know me?
You a homie?
Get you out my situation with a ceremony 
I give grown men nightmares
Call me alimony 
When you talk all I hear is a dial tone, so phony
Tellin' everyone you eat good but your girl looking bony 
Feed that bitch some macaroni
Or she’ll find me, low key 
Looking for a pokey
Ride me like a Ginuwine Pony
While you getting nosey with your cronies 
When you find out 
I’ll be dead already under 6 feet of concrete

SALIVA GREY

Pull up with the motherfuckin' blade on my conscience
Fuck the meds in my pocket
Imma go off 'em
Motherfuckers ain’t honest
But they really good at shouting
Fuck about the commas?
Why they living so shallow?
Take a look up at the shadow
I...
Woke up today and I ain’t meditate
Now all my demons gon' circle my brain
Now all a sudden I hate life
Fuck up out my damn sight
Hold up for a second 
99, Saliva, Grim are in this bitch you know we coming with that motherfuckin' cemetery flow

99ZED

Smile on my face while I’m grippin' on the hatchet
Pull my hoodie up, like I’m Jason get to slashing
Choppin' up they limbs 
99 is going batshit
East End Butcher finna leave your carcass ravaged
99 keep the fuckin' knife on the nightstand
Ready to take your life in the night like I’m Iceman
Creeping out of sight 
I keep the ratchet in my right hand
Painting the walls red
I am the catalyst of violence

Boysenberry Sepsis

BOYSENBERRY SEPSIS (FEAT. SALIVA GREY & 99ZED) [PROD. HELLMEBABY]

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