Lyrics: 
It's the local terrorist,
I'm always riding through the city,
With the pistol on my lap,
I'm screaming out,
For you to get me,
You can come and take the bait,
Ill hit you right inside your kidney,
Spin around bust the block,
burn it down,
And take you with me,
I'm a suicidal bomber,
Blow this shit,
Until they get me,
Ain't no witnesses around,
Because i ride,
When no one with me,
Look inside your fuckin eyes,
When you cry,
Don't forget me,
Do not run your fuckin mouth,
If you won't die,
For what you feeling,
Muthafucka what,
----
Close your muthafuckin mouth,
Did you hear something,
I ain't come to fuckin talk,
I came to get it busting,
M, m, m,
Mask on my face,
When you see me coming,
They screaming out,
To Call the cops,
When we get to dumpin,
I said it ain't the last time,
Imma keep my word,
We'll light this muthafucka up,
You get what you deserve,
I hope you heard,
I ain't talking bout this shit online,
You smiling all up in my face,
Thinking shit is fine,
Till I cock the 9 hoe,
------
Pull up on a muthafucka,
With the black cat,
Everybody always thinking,
That they really bout that,
I ain't never gave a fuck,
To come in contact,
With anybody thinking,
That I wouldn't bring the combat,
I'm a terrorist,
I'm looking where the bomb at,
To blow a muthafucka,
Through the river,
Where they drown at,
Coming from a city,
Where you always see the clouds at,
Look up at the sky,
See the rain,
And its all black,
Everybody wanna talk,
Until you explode,
Then wanna call the cops,
When they seeing that you want smoke,
Snap your muthafuckin hand,
And break the damn phone,
I try to keep It to myself,
You wanna take me out my zone,
I try to keep it to myself,
But I get tired,
Of muthafuckas thinking that i wouldn't bring the fire,
See the heat,
Eat the weak,
When I roll by ya,
Never give a fuck no more,
Because i'm on fire,
------
You don't really wanna start this,
Start this,
I'll make your ass my target
My target,
Imma turn into a marksman,
A marksman,
Hit your ass where your heart is,
I'm heartless,
Muthafuckas in the darkness,
The darkness,
Ima turn into a marksman,
A marksman,
Hit your ass where your heart is,
Your heart is,
Muthafucka I am heartless,
I'm heartless,
Yeah,

911 (Prod. EYKEY)

Running Around In Circles (Prod. delusionvll)

Spiral (Prod. ERLAX)

RiverKinn
"Face Value"
Produced by RiverKinn

--------------------
Now I had to make it out without you
(Why?)
Did it need to be another breakdown for me?
I can only take it at face value
Price I pay for the life I'm meant to live
Now I had to make it out without you
(Why?)
Did it need to be another breakdown for me?
I can only take it at face value
Price I pay for the life I'm meant to live

This the life I'm meant to live
I knew off the rip
Look inside and I admit
Something's gotta give
Focus up and get a grip
Can't afford to slip
Graduated from the sticks
To mortar and brick

I've been chasing a ghost and
Self-medicating, upping my dosage
Say I might hate it but I still chose it
Claiming that I made it, never came close

Now I had to make it out without you
(Why?)
Did it need to be another breakdown for me?
I can only take it at face value
Price I pay for the life I'm meant to live
Now I had to make it out without you
(Why?)
Did it need to be another breakdown for me?
I can only take it at face value
Price I pay for the life I'm meant to live

Yeah, I was losing my head
I guess I've done it again
I got addicted to venom
I was caught in a web
Yeah, I've been through it before
Don't mean to make it a trend
I can't pretend
That I don't already know how it ends

I've been chasing a ghost and
Self-medicating, upping my dosage
Say I might hate it but I still chose it
Claiming that I made it, never came close

Now I had to make it out without you
(Why?)
Did it need to be another breakdown for me?
I can only take it at face value
Price I pay for the life I'm meant to live
Now I had to make it out without you
(Why?)
Did it need to be another breakdown for me?
I can only take it at face value
Price I pay for the life I'm meant to live
--------------------

@riverkinn

PLAY DEAD MMXII

Face Value

YCK x Vasporo - NASCENT - September 9th

Prod. Vasporo @vasporo

Industries are dying change is coming your replacement
Is a robot that’s been coded and set up for automation
Everybody’s out here doing it but careful when you come aboard
Chips inserted can’t be pried up taken from the motherboard
AI brought up to speed we taught a rock to think
Stage fright now it’s defunct then watch the carbon sink
Been installed up in the molecules and having struggles breathing
So we wipe away the cause observing how the puddle deepens
Coastal attack hurricanes come
And if I was in charge I was certain they’d done
Anything to get me out of that position governing
The LZ’s hot and the engine in it’s sputtering
Aircraft’s fragile the Tower of Babel
Transported to the tree watching the apple
Aura seductive my core I’m destructive
You don’t see half of what it is that I’m stuck with

Inhale the particles
Exhale how far it goes
Voice is gone my drunken rambles
And how I’ve aged and come to gamble
Behind my eyes inside my skull
Between my ears the sound is dulled
Will you keep the spirits high
And hold the essence here alive
Below my skin beneath the pores
Before I search for something more
Will I have my answer then
To throw my goals and shatter them

Market’s free innovation we’re not like the other guys
Money doesn’t mean a thing the government had subsidized
Fuel and water fool the spotter AA aimed at atmosphere
Then spread the documents and circulate the blueprints dragged in here
Preach read revelations the apocalypse is nigh
Maybe new beginnings and the teachings are objectified
Circuitry wrong and deservedly brought
Us a wrath we can’t imagine
Certainly not just a curse that we got
It’s one we can’t examine
Thunder’s bringing waves of heat and 
What food we’re eating hormonal treatments
Artificial cybernetic find it I exist
And we’re dimming and we’re waning that don’t take a scientist
Unplugged pulled from the grid and the framework
Crazed and distraught bring the act to the state first
Many been unworthy there ain’t many designated
Pick an alternate decision when it’s all premeditated

Inhale the particles
Exhale how far it goes
Voice is gone my drunken rambles
And how I’ve aged and come to gamble
Behind my eyes inside my skull
Between my ears the sound is dulled
Will you keep the spirits high
And hold the essence here alive
Below my skin beneath the pores
Before I search for something more
Will I have my answer then
To throw my goals and shatter them

Essence

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US Rap Hip Hop 2025 – American Trap Beat Mix #3215

Nickeltrap

@borsomusic

lyrics-
ripjaw in my veins
make your pastor scream my name
asmodeus, run the game
you mother fuckers imitate
you ain't demons, you all fake
pick this side, i'm in your way
take me inside, i'ma close the blinds
proceed to make my day huh

mangekyo, on my own
make a bitch cry murder when i'm hittin' that hoe
i don't know shit, but i know i'm a lunatic
running loose, fuck you wearing nothing but a headband
coming with my team, yeah my friends
we don't don't do biz, with all of them fuck boys
who do this just to get rich
this is art you fake fucks sit your ass down, listen up
i've been sittin' by but with your bullshit man i've had enough
talkin' hella bout your feelings almost like they matter huh?
yeah, i'm sure they would if your lyrics weren't all fake as fuck
but you on your grind making money off your lies
sure these kids wouldn't be to happy if they saw the side
of yourself, that you hide
you're a liar, not inclined
to, show your true colors
guess it's money over pride huh

ripjaw in my veins
make your pastor scream my name
asmodeus, run the game
you mother fuckers imitate
you ain't demons, you all fake
pick this side, i'm in your way
take me inside, i'ma close the blinds
proceed to make my day yuh

drop your fucking ego 
before i uppercut you to it
take your spine out your head
give to cerberus to chew it
you ain't nothing, just a joke
make your mommas eggs just yoke
stir it up in the pan
serve with bacon and some toast
yuck
buckshot loaded up and a 30x6 in the trunk
stack the bodies, rack them up
you know i'm bouta mix it up
i don't care a bit got the katana real slick
all i see is fucking sixes man, really what time is it?

Spotify!

ripjaw (prod. borso)

Title: Dead Boy Status
Produced by: Sace
Track: 1

Lyrics:

Verse:
dead mothafucka walking feeling like I never been free, I been searching for a somebody,
look down upon me, why you fuckin scared of me, bitch one day you finna see the le goldmane reality.
I was young when I found out who the fuck im finna be, fuck an empty glass, full cups of hennessy, 
in a gold case let these bitches bury me, 
young boy with a vison I been busy in my sleep

Break:
dirty bitch gimme that gimme gimme that heart attack they say that they got morals but bitch, they aint got like nothin left,
they ain't got like nothing left (×2)

they gon start to believe in you when you come out the fuckin trash
they say that they got morals but bitch they aint got like nothin left, nothing left,
they ain't got like nothing left (×2)

The Legacy Of Le Goldmane

Dead Boy Status

Feed The Legacy

Dead Boy Status (Prod. Sace)

Meaningless lyrics, did this to experiment and have fun.
Outside of my normal style, but I hope you guys enjoy :)

so take it slow
just ripped the soul
just let me go
the center folds
it takes it toll
nowhere to go
you say its cold
you're staying low
you're breaking bones
empty soul the grave is all
you've ever known

taking 2 steps you're backing
i see your footsteps im tracking
I see emotion you're lacking
I see you fall away

drawing blood with a knife
I'll start by taking your life
gripping to death in the night
I see you fall away

Come snapping bones I can show that
low blow to the chest I can strike back
pull up to the show with a full pack
you dont know when I blow you'll be stabbed back
say you reap what you sown but
I can see that you aint going nowhere
make like a fool when you run back
sliping down in a pool of your blood, ha

gripping the grasp of a soul
you better know, 
I'll be taking it all
hit a new low
this path that I chose
it aint for me anymore

slippery slope
down to the floor
im taking it all
with me to fall
you aint anymore
ayy 

so take it slow
just ripped the soul
just let me go
the centre folds
it takes it toll
nowhere to go
you say its cold
you're staying low
you're breaking bones
empty soul the grave is all
you've ever known

Grasp of a soul [prod. goodwill]

Slen - Sleepseason (feat. Idstayawaytoo)

2 Brothers From Cincinnati // GoneGuru + SlayerPymp = PatricksTombstone⚰️

Running Around In Circles (Prod. delusionvll)

Patricks Tombstone

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