H@rdc0r3 9

The final in a trilogy of RVMAN EP's. Watch how we've progressed over these past 3 years.

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10. Underground Villans (feat. Dkoolpharaoh)

Prod. me

citrate: https://www.instagram.com/_citrate/

crowlyyy: https://www.instagram.com/crowlyyywept/

The Darkest Hour ft. crowlyyy & citrate

ft. @dead_hippie666 

720 X CLOSED CASKET 2023 NIGGAPOCALYPSE

THE LAST NIGGAZ ON EARTH Ft DEAD HIPPIE (PROD. NAGAJUNA)

Lyrics 

My friend, I am you
I am you, I am you 
My friend, I am you
I am you, I am you 

You’re not alone 
Living on your phone
Empty nourishment 

That’s the scene (ahh)
Cos when I go back home 
I’m alone
And my only friends my phone 

Yeah (yeah)
That’s the truth 
Cah I know the same used to go for you
(For you)
Sad but true
Same goes for all of you 

From the mud I mould my crown 
The same dirt where they held me down
Ah Yeah, the same dirt where they always frown (Always frown)

Now the mud’s embellished 
Uh oh 
Now I’m tempted
To become a legend
(To become a legend)

That’s the scene (ahh)
Cos when I go back home 
I’m alone
And my only friends my phone 

Yeah (yeah)
That’s the truth 
Cah I know the same used to go for you
(For you)
Sad but true
Same goes for all of you 

No more tears 
At least not the ones that break my heart 
(Yo pezz)

That’s the scene (ahh)
Cos when I go back home 
I’m alone
And my only friends my phone 

That’s the scene (ahh)
Cos when I go back home 
I’m alone
And my only friends my phone 

That’s the scene (ahh)
Cos when I go back home 
I’m alone
And my only friends my phone 

That’s the scene (ahh)
Cos when I go back home 
I’m alone
And my only friends my phone 





Prod. By who do u think

Embellished mud

CANSINO x GULLYSPIT

@luiscansino

Inside the Beast

Intro:
This is what the outside world has to offer
Is he a man or a monster?

Verse 1:
cocaine in my mucus
living in the gallows it might just set me free
i been feeling passed around been feeling STD
needles in my stomach and I’m hungry as can be
they open up my eyes tape my eyelids to my cheek
staring at the ceiling when that guillotine release
something like the nicotine that’s filtered through my teeth
staring at the bodies and pretend they been asleep
for a week, they been weak

Pre-Chorus: 
they ain’t coming with the back water flowing out the gutters 
from the flood
got they bones cracking under all the pressure from the mud 
and the bodies go ballistic they go feral 
seeing broken pictures of their homes looking sterile
smell the blood and they go wild 

Hook:
off whatever’s on the block
whatever’s on the corner 
hands is grabbing what they got
they been handing me the rot
fingers in the wound getting sewn into the edges
so it’s clots

Verse 2:
hammer to the skull of the cattle
hear it crack
and it’s music to ear's
i been making songs that I never wanna hear 
i been talking loud but the words are never clear 
go read the caption
you dont get the message go ahead ignore my  ramblings
jump Infront crowd
then I thank them for the trampling
looking hella proud as I swallow the grenade
they stuck inside a beast
looking pretty and behaved

Pre-Chorus: 
they ain’t coming with  the
back water flowing out the gutters 
from the flood
got they bones cracking under all the pressure from the mud 
and the bodies go ballistic they go feral 
seeing broken pictures of their homes looking sterile
smell the blood and they go wild 

Hook:
off whatever’s on the block
whatever’s on the corner 
hands is  grabbing what they got
they been handing me the rot
fingers in the wound
getting sewn into the edges
so it’s clots

Outro:
what you want from the useless?
everyone’s a dog
maybe you can be that ruthless
turning in to Brutus 
twisting every knife into any naked back
they ain’t making moves they can barely just react 
to what is happening
money without pockets is just perfect for the scrambling 
staring at the pocket watch dangling
they been living movies 
cause the real world is something they won’t
ever get to dabble In

THE MACHINES ALREADY DEAD

Inside the Beast

Inside The Beast w/Cansino

CANSINO x GULLYSPIT
@luiscansino

Hung Up

Intro:
He's lost himself in the dark swirling abyss
Is He a man or a monster?
God Says Please Dont go to Hell

Verse 1:
smile wide lemme see those fucking pearly whites 
in the city with the rats and little dirty mites
saw tooth on the blade that’s a dirty fight 
big boot to the face that’s a kiss goodnight 
breath deep don’t let that fucking roach die
in my finger tips the ashes covered both sides 
you in her dms and I’m sliding in her throat right 
you carpe diem till they show you where rope tie
now imma need to yall to please shut that fucking mouth 
underground all I see is fucking circus clowns 
need an ounce and some woods 
kick my feet up 
hit me with those eyes
and I know I’m about to beat it up
on that crime wave flow 
I’m on that punishment 
no one better then
line em up and let it spin 
i don’t see the benefit 
your persona secondhand
living on the blacklist
gullyspit is contraband 

wake up 
this is Disneyland with dirty needles
from the terror need a girl who can inhale my evil
big teeth skin mask kerosene rag
hang me on the rack with the other shiny pretty people 

Bridge:
everything is sweating 
everything is burning up 
everything is less than 
everything is dirty cup
everything is fucking piss
everything is rot
everything is bullets 
everything is getting fucking shot

starting running

Verse 2:
evil messages been wrapped up in that bottle
indulging every word 
till it’s exploited like a brothel 
every curve is cut with swords
as bending knees prepare to grovel
the written law is  war
angry hordes are getting hostile 
but that’s not my problem 
I got my head down in the sand my lord
one hundred years of solitude 
to get those fruit in stores
violent heads with busy hands
banana clips and gore 
they can’t trap it in that bottle 
once it’s spoke the word is born 
empty houses 
full of smoke and rotten plaster
every minute I’m awake I’m drifting 
straight towards disaster 
rotten food atop the platters
pills get broken in my body like fracture 
a bullet to my head all thanks to thatcher 
a pound of gold 
for every dead politician on my doorstep
that’s a joke
don’t get your little necks contorted 
train spotting get your spirit
drawn and quartered 
they said focus on your breathing
nevermind the water boarding

Hung Up

Hung Up w/Cansino

[ AMV soon ]

Original God - https://www.instagram.com/originalg6d/

ghoolwrld - https://www.instagram.com/ghoolwrld/

HVLFERN - https://www.instagram.com/prodbyhvlfern/

Makeup Tutorial w/ Original God x ghoolwrld | Prod. HVLFERN

prod @isaac-61
mixed/mastered : me hoe


---lyrics---

big racks on me I feel like a bad bitch/
go getcha camera cause im boutta flash em/
if he get talking then we bout to bag em/
get sent to the morgue where the technician tag em/
slide with a glock, save the AR for rainy days/
claim what you not, I got boys sliding to ya place/
he saw some shit, guarantee he ain’t see a face/
just downed a fifth, guarantee I won’t feel the pain/
all of my haters just faces i rearrange, bitch i ain’t basic add flare to my murder/
plaint the walls red, put stain on the curtain/
if there’s too many crosses you can bet imma burn em/
I’ve been dripping so much think my faucet need service/
I got all black attire you can tell when I’m purging/
baby fed up, she said she want the old me/
sorry, that me was a whole different person/
I’m the triple six mastermind/
the motherfucker that is cursed and he’s not divine/
ya fake bitch, make room just move aside/
lx ain’t god he gon rule the gods/
I got too many arrows in my back/
hit me one time and I might fall flat/
yeah I’ll prolly die but just know I’m coming back/
yeah I’m finna die but just know I’m coming back/
coming back for what I’m owed, cause they never wanna show love when you alive/
been a minute since I spoke/
they not gonna listen so might as well just save some time/
still traveling down all these roads/
I can’t believe i made it home without using these signs/
careful wherever you go/
you see the light, close your eyes or you might end up blind/
that’s a flash from the muzzle you know I don’t tussle/
caught you off guard, all ya bros gotta hustle/
came with a play but they left in a huddle/
gotta go figure out a new rebuttal/
cause you not the shit, you not the shit/
im with my dogs and they ain’t gon sit/
Tre got the blick, try not to get hit/
fuck TSA we got too many sticks/
walk em down/
I done lotta shit in talk about/
better be careful don’t fuck around/
fog in the air when I’m in the town/
check that ya children are safe and sound cause no one coming when they get to screaming out/
I’m upping the blick better take a bow/
y’all better wish that i miss these rounds/
or you gon end up in the soul/
testin the oppas friends 1 by 1 just to see who is loyal/
imma turn in the one that I think is gon switch up/
singing in court now the whole plans foiled/
bitch, I’m too good my strap got no recoil I say at the range getting dangerous aim/
one in his stomach left him in a cane, it went and fucked up his back like my nickname bane/
I ain’t going insane cause I’ve been insane, you might be where in from but we are not the same/
tote a gun but you just pumpfakin, you ain’t finna shoot shit cause you scared of the paint/
he can’t even pull up and shoot, rookie ass move/
that bitch he gon die where he lay/
blicky done blew off his shoes, I had him screaming like he was inside of the booth

2025 FREESTYLE [PROD. KXRMX] (LYRICS IN DESC.)

follow the bros
@LEONARDONARCO
@CURSEDONES


lyrics

STREAM

CUT UP w/ TR3 [PROD. LEONARDONARCO]

KOKYOTO (trendxxetta)

Send the Shooters (1).mp3

Sacrifices feat. EARTHGANG, J. Cole, Smino & Saba

THANK YOU NATE THOMAS, JULIA ADDE, JULIAN AUGUST, LIL CUBENSIS, BRUHMANEGOD, BIV, CHECKS, AND LIL DARKIE FOR HELPING MAKE THIS PROJECT WHAT IT IS. 

ENJOY.

M.I.A. [FEAT. BRUHMANEGOD]

XATASHI: 
https://twitter.com/_XATASHI
https://www.instagram.com/_xatashi/

LXXIV:
https://soundcloud.com/adam-vanscoyk
https://www.instagram.com/aka_lxxiv/                           

 [Verse 1: XATASHI]
Got the glizzy by my side, shut the fuck up you a bitch
When i pull the fucking trigger, all my bullets finna hit
I can't fuck with no thot, i can't fuck with no bitch
When i shoot my fucking pistol, bullets coming for your lip
Cause fuck you bitch go drink my piss
I don't give a fuck about you and i'm coming for your shit
I'm coming for your neck, and i'm coming for the throne
Bitch i'm taking your shit, and i'm taking your hoe
Fuck all the bitch shit, boy you a biscuit
Fuck on your bitch and i'm quick as a swift kick
Suck on a dick you a stupid ass cunt
Bury you under, under the mud

[Verse 2: LXXIV]
And it’s, off top I’m smoking a wood then ashing  it
Popping at the children who swear to god they a savage and 
causing damage ripping up all of the vital organs
Cut some iron to his grill calling me George Forman
Horrid, the motherfuckin site I’ve been apart of
I be in the field like some weed that boutta sprout up
I can’t fuckin hear you so you better speak louder
Come and catch a fade my fuckin fists is packing power
Busting then we uppercuttin we ain’t good with them assumptions
Vagabond strolling through the streets take a life for nothing
Postmortem pics of the body got a gangster shook
Cause you ain’t got what it take to be a fuckin crook

Stream on Spotify

XATASHI X LXXIV - SCRAPE II (PROD.SIXBOUND)

Lyrics 

My dreamzz are becoming too vivid 
Too chaotic got me questioning living 
Wake up tired wanna go back to sleep 

My dreamzz are becoming too vivid 
Too chaotic got me questioning living 
Medication triggered
I wanna come off but I see her face in em

This is getting stupid 
I see full scenes when I close my eyes 
I saw a room that I’ve never been too before in my life in too much detail 

I see faces no longer just in the dark 
But with all the lights on 

Flash back to start 
When the static clinged on

feel safe in my mask 
Gonna keep that shit on 

Mask on gotta keep a mask on
Clout kids will judge 
When ur in London

But these trend gimps 
Can’t hack the marathon

Cunch boy city girls 
Both worlds clash hard 

And I’m too tired 
This Scene is a fuckery 
You’re Living For likes 

Fuck this country 
I’m staying inside 
With a Broken laptop
Making vibezz 


I’m done gonna say I’m done
I’m stuck in my head an I got no one
Nothin left to give but some broken words
This world is evil fuck Wht u heard 

I don’t see a future I miss her too much 
And I’m too scared to say anything cos I’ll mess it up and she’s Happier without me I need some confidence there’s something wrong w me 


You can’t reason with yourself
I’ll let the evil faces drag me to hell 

With the demons I’ll chill 
And I’ll forget about her 
About her

vivid dreamzz

Prod. by Biv & BLCKK (https://soundcloud.com/blckk)

Hop out, hop out
No squad, no pounds
My mental drown
Fuck around and might blow it out
Blood stain to the wall now
Fake love come flockin around
All of my dogs been the same since the pound
My bitch love me till the nap in the ground

I'm not ok
Thought that was easy to say
It wasn't easy to stay
Now I get carried away
I'm still the same
Everyday been everyday
It ain't never took up the space
Get back to it, I been escape
Kill your idols, then kill they pay

Hop out, hop out
No squad, no pounds
My mental drown
Fuck around and might blow it out
Blood stain to the wall now
Fake love come flockin around
Fake love come flockin around

I got flights
In the morning
Hope my phone
Stay on silent
Keep that shit
In my pockets yuh
The fuck you know
About my life
Please don’t call me
I got problems
I kept bitches in the dark yeah

Stay out my name
This shit no game
Heard what they say
She wanna stay
Y’all wanna play
Pick out a day
Hop on a plane
Fuck up my brains
Love when it rain
Keepin it straight
Y’all boutta wait
I’m outta the state
Look at my days
Got shit on my plate
I never pray
And that’s what you hate

Hop out, hop out
No squad, no pounds
My mental drown
Fuck around and might blow it out
Blood stain to the wall now
Fake love come flockin around
All of my dogs been the same since the pound
My bitch love me till the nap in the ground

I'm not ok
Thought that was easy to say
It wasn't easy to stay
Now I get carried away
I'm still the same
Everyday been everyday
It ain't never took up the space
Get back to it, I been escape
Kill your idols, then kill they pay

Hop out, hop out
No squad, no pounds
My mental drown
Fuck around and might blow it out
Blood stain to the wall now
Fake love come flockin around
Fake love come flockin around


Embellished mud

Pezzhead

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