Crushed ◊

Prod. @rottt10 and @yunglxrd


fuck with the syllables follow my lips
run on your principles call you a bitch
I am the pinnacle you are the niche
your shit is fictional mine is legit
shalowgrave shit to my bottomless pit
there is no cut when I've finnished my bit
I just keep rolling while you wanna quit
just like a amateur suck and you spit
fire and brimstonee it's ending with ash
cinder and coal will be all that is left
I have no soul tear my heart out my chest
devil can't buy what is ice with no flesh
every dimension I'm in full of stress
demented and mental my motives possessed
obsessed with the substances forced down my neck
mind left to die so my body can rest

kill what I fuck
and I fuck what I kill

there is no reason for questioning
silence is deafening
death feels me beckoning
nothing is threatening
nothing worth mentioning
psycho developing
empathy lessening
I am released
mind off the leash
all of my angels and demons deceased
sheeh sheeh
holing my peace 
finding release
these is no censorship left when I speak 

kill what I fuck and I fuck what I kill 
I'm a cannibal baby an animal
mabye some sort of irational radical terrorist burning the world with my grammar
I've had it i'm in 
fuck it I'm out
fuck with the meanings take off with the clout
fuck your religion I fill you with doubt 
words out my mouth kick your morals about


fuck what you stand for
fuck are you living your life for
fuck you need all of your bread for
fuck do you fuck with your head for
fuck are you fighting your wars for
fuck are you willing to die for
fuck are you fucking with me for
fuck do you think  this will be for

I'm indescribably fucking mechanically fucking manically tearing you up
fuck your depression and fuck your anxiety fuck every reason you suck

I'm in your room I'm in your art
I'm in your tunes I'm in your heart
I am the reason you live and the reason you die I'm the reason your stop and you start

one for the road one for cold
one for the story that never gets told
one for the lies that you've always been told
one for the demons that live in your soul

I am above I am beyond
I am contained in feelings long gone
I am forced to be reckoned with smith with no weaponry dropping your jaw and I'm gone

No Control (prod. ROT10 x Muneylxrd)

TEAR [ prod. gryfon ]

Vocals - @whxami + @kamaara
Beat - @killebov

Massacre w/ Whxami + Kamaara [prod. Kill Ebola]

FLESH WOUND [PROD. SKAMI]

DEATHTRAP+++ (Prod. Dutchman)

https://soundcloud.com/flvd415

Run around with Xans all night
Got the souls we died at Blight.
First we smiling then it's chuckles
Climbing to the top like knuckles.

Get off the timing we settled today.
Imminent problems still living to play.
Baby so booshi like circus so lay.
Taking the chances, there's little to say.
Riding wit homies, you dyin today.
Don't fuck wit bullshit just get off the stage
Suckin the blood she calling me Blade.
Taking the chances, I pulled out the Spade.
Aim at ya forehead to knock you in daze.
Fucker you rapping but where is the flames.
Talking to big but still running on names.

Welcome to the records, winnings like his alibi.
Homie wants to spill the juices keep it in his turpentine.
Got so proud of only seconds in accomplishments.
Wasn't sure if daddy's fire was actually in his elements.
I bet you'll break.
You'll die.
I bet you'll take.
All Mine.
nAvvvi never needed help for the growing.
nAvvvi loves all his haters just like some homies.
nAvvvi talks the shit actin like Omen.
nAvvvi never fights so call the homie Gohan.

Gohan Touchd Me ft. FLVD (prod. wyzhu)

vocals by @prxjek
prod, mix by @lucyfxr
artwork by @lordxaj

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𝖔𝖐𝖆𝖞 (𝖋𝖊𝖆𝖙. 𝖕𝖗𝖝𝖏𝖊𝖐)

cover by @hxnjv
MIX AND MASTER BY @CANTWIN HE DID A AMAZING JOB
@cantwin, @slen_lb @killebov @snakepitch @fuckapache @fabidhabi @pxlse @sojhi

NOTWINNING x SLEN x KILL EBOLA x SNAKEPITCH x APACHE x FABI DHABI - MORTALITY! [prod. PULSE x SOJHI]

OFFICIAL MUSIC VIDEO: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=--m9rZgXXCk
Prod: @clonnex
Art: dk_ninety_two on Instagram
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LYRICS

These motherfuckers craving my attention like a hit
Yo Devi I just dropped this track, give that link a click
Up in my DMs showin love, always at a price
Then when they see me face to face, actin extra nice

They see the work we puttin in, want a piece of the pie
Ain't ever do a fuckin, thing, got em askin me why
We gloin up and they stay chillin in the same spot
They're fuckin playing man but we still got the game locked
The game locked

Ain’t nobody fuckin with that New South Sound

Always lookin for a handout, Devi in demand
Run that fade lookin like a man down, Devi got them hands
They don’t understand
The work that goes in, tryna get my share
Wonder why my heart’s so fuckin frozen, throw em in the ocean
No oxytocin

Expose all these fake cunts
Bitch boutta get hate fucked

Ain’t nobody fuckin with the New South, got the juice now
Anybody want a piece? Get the noose out
New South, we got the crown so better bow down
Play dead, you bitches lookin like bow wow

OFFICIAL MUSIC VIDEO

NO OXYTOCIN(Prod. Clonnex) VISUALS IN DESCRIPTION

LIL GEIST - ROBB3RY

Doused down the cast
Match and light it up
Hidden down your sleeve
Bet you don't believe
Grieving when i interrupt
Aroused by the shit that you've seen
Like it's nicotine
Pressure building boiling point is reaching
Gambling like you're dreaming

Stakes so high they're subliminal
I can mimic the ritual
Hit the limit
I get it that's just a gimmick

But the clocks ticking
Ringing my headache is on the brink
I'm might have said it between the lines if you read it
But bitch illiterate

Down and swing around
But where's your hammer now?
Unless you coming out the cloud with a frown
Now your face at the base of my d*ck
Personalities evasive
Covered up and never traced outside their base

Doused down the cast
Match and light it up
Hidden down your sleeve
Bet you don't believe
Grieving when i interrupt
Aroused by the shit that you've seen
Like it's nicotine
Pressure building boiling point is reaching
Gambling like you're dreaming

Damned on your back
Bitch you bout to get it again
Ascend when i bring it up a level
Like i never saw the pain of my supression
When you're coming out the chains

Bringing out the panic
Schizo-motherfuckin-frenic
Folded back and laced in venom
Where is my mind?

Down and swing around
But where's your hammer now?
Unless you coming out the cloud with a frown
Now your face at the base of my d*ck
Personalities evasive
Covered up and never traced outside their base

Pieced together like a cheap pair of pants [Prod. Istasha]

PROD. @DED333
VOCALMIX. @DED333
COVER @c3of
FEATURING  @distortionthe1 , @c3of

[VERSE 1; STRIDA]

BITCH IM PASSIVE AGGRESSIVE
SLIDE INTO YOUR MAIN BITCH
MAKE HER SCREAM SO FAITHLESS
I DONT NEED A DICK I GOT MY BLADE BITCH

BITCH I CUT THE NOOSE WITH ALL MY LIGHTNINGS
DEVILGENE LEAVES ANGELS CRYING
MAKE EM SUFFER PAIN TILL THEY ARE DYING
HELL ON EARTH UNDEADS REVIVING

GET FUCKED ON SIGHT I BE STOMPING OUT YOUR PRIDE
MAKE YOU DUCK YOU BETTER HIDE
BITCH YOU SHAKING, COME AND FIGHT
SHOW ME THAT YOU TOUGH MY GUY 
I RIP YOUR FACE DOWN TO YOUR SPINE


[VERSE 2; LORD DISTORTION]

PULL UP AND STOMP ON YOUR SESSION 
BOMBS AS THE WEAPON, ON GOD I BE FLEXING 
NO EXIT

DOUBLE JUMP THEN BREAK A HIP 
THE BARN IS FULL OF NAKED DEAD 
I'LL PULL THE DATA, FLIP THE SWITCH 
AND RAID HIS CABINET, TAKE HIS MEDS  

NOW YOU KNOW I'M OFF IT 
I BEEN FIENDING OFTEN 
IMA NEED SOME MORPHINE 
GET INSIDE YOUR BOX, BITCH 

MAKING SURE THE BLUD'LL SHED
I'LL SCURRY UP AND DUMP THE LEAD 
SPILL YOUR DRIP A PUDDLE BEST 
BELIEVE TO DUCK FOR COVER YES 

I'M CAPTURING THE ZONE, 
I'LL HOLD EM CAPTIVE AND ALONE 
I'LL PULL A MAGNUM OUT THE COAT 
AND LEAVE EM SHROUDED IN THE COLD 

CROSS MY PATH FOR BAD LUCK
MAKING SURE YOU HAVE SOME 
I'M ABOUT THAT ACTION 
GONNA GET A NASTY GASH YUH


[VERSE 3; PAPA SLEEP]

IM SELLING CRACK ON THE INTERWEBS
GUESS IT'S TIME TO CRACK OPEN YOUR INNER HEAD
IT'S MY FAVOURITE FLAVOUR SPREAD IT ON SOME BREAD
CALLING IN HITS AINT OUT MY DEATH BED YET
ACCIDENTALLY TIPPING OVER SUBJECT TEST TUBES
KICK YOU DOWN TO YOUR COFFIN
SLIPPING DOWN THE DEVILS WOMB
GOT YOU LIMPING TO THE DOCTORS OFFICE
HIGH OFF MY FUMES
HIDDEN TREASURE IN YOUR CHEST
X MARKS THE SPOT TAKE PLEASURE IN YOUR DEATH
GUESS YOUR BENZ GOT A DENT
AIMING STRAIGHT FOR YOUR HEAD

I'M A GOOD CITIZEN KANE
SNORTING ALL THAT CAINE
TALKING BOUT YOUR NEVERENDING PAIN YOU AIN'T DONE 
BUT YOU WALKING ON THE ROPE YOU'LL HANG FROM
ICE EM FROM THE INTERNET
BUT IT AIN'T EVEN WINTER YET

ANGER OF DEPTH FT. LORD DISTORTION, PAPA SLEEP [PROD. DED333]

MERCENARIES MERCENARIES MERCENARIES MERCENARIES MERCENARIES

PROD. @k_ai_se_r
MIX/MASTER @istasha

[VERSE 1; ISTASHA]

GRIPPING LIKE YOU EVER GOT TO CHOOSE 
STRAP IT ROUND YOUR NECK AND WEAR IT TIGHT LIKE A NOOSE

SEE THE ROPE IS CRACKING 
CYAN NOW THE TINT ON YOUR HANDS
VESSELS BRIGHTER NOW 
STRAINING ON YOUR NECK JUST LIKE THE YOGA PANTS

SEE YOU REACHING 
NOW YOU'RE TAPPING WITH YOUR BOOTS
FUXKED BACK TO THE START 
SUCKING AT YOU OLD DRIED OUT ROOTS

CARRIED ON YOUR BACK 
WHAT YOU PACKING BUT THE REST OF CAST?
SHITSHOWS ENDING FAST 

YOUR BOUT TO CLOSE 
YOUR BOUT TO END 
YOUR BOUT TO BURY YOURSELF IN YOUR SHADE

ONLY TUNE I EVER CATCH YOU HUMMING NOW
RUSTY BREATH AND NASEAOUS SOUND
BRINK OF BUSTING OUT THE SHROUD 
UNDERGROUND 

HIT ME HARDER THAN SOME ANASTHETICS
I'M THAT FIRE STARTER WITH THE PYROTECHNICS 
BITCH YOU BOUT TO GET IT

AND NOW YOUR BLAMING SOMEONE ELSE 
I CAN'T PLAY 
FACE STAINED 
COPIED AND PASTED ONTO MY GRAVE

[VERSE 2; STRIDA]

I BEEN TORTURED ALL MY LIFE
GOING THROUGH IT IN DISGUISE
WEARING MASKS JUST TO FORGET HOW PEOPLE REACT TO MY FACE
WHAT A SHAME YOU ARE TO LATE
YOU MADE TO WHAT I AM

FUCKING DISGRACE
I NEED A PLACE
CATCH THE CASE
ESCAPE THE CHASE 
EMBRACE THE PHASE 
OF MY MINDSTATE
I BEEN  STUCK HERE IN THIS PLACE
THOUGHT OVER THOUGHT AND THEY ALL WANNA BE MY FRIENDS
COUGH AFTER COUGH I HEAR VOICES SCRATCHING AT MY FENCE

I GOT SO MUCH LEFT TO SAY BUT WALLS REFLECTING MY MISTAKES
SO I REMAIN IN SILENT LEAVE YOU BLINDED FROM THE DEVIL GENE
TAKE A LETTER TAKE A PEN AND WRITE THE MESSAGE WITH BAREHANDS 
I AM  FREEZING START BELIEVING NOTHING IS JUST LIKE IT SEEMS 
AND I THINK ALL THAT STARTED IN MY HEAD
FUCK I NEED ALOT OF REST

MERCENARIES MERCENARIES MERCENARIES MERCENARIES MERCENARIES

GHOSTSIDE GENOCIDE FT. ISTASHA THE SCRUB [PROD. KAISER]

Un jour, je retrouverai ma vie, tu m'as montré que

Lyrics: 

I don't know what I might do 2x
Run so far they can't find you
I don't know what I might do

I'm breathing for you 4x 

It's up to you,
I don't know what I might do,
Run so far, they won't find you,
I don't know what I might do

We're heading on,
You can't fuck with my thoughts,
Please is all that you taught,
Why the fuck should I talk? 2x

Video

i wrote this for you

PROD BY. ME
WEBSITE - https://jboogie.carrd.co
TWITTER - twitter.com/jamesgorczyca
MERCH - https://teespring.com/stores/make-family-not-friends

i didnt wanna have to cut u off
but bitch u bitchin, not forgivin, givin others faults
i didnt wanna have to cut u off
my brain splittin, aint forgivin, tired of livin false
i didnt wanna have to cut u off
but you take pride inside yo tower of that fuckn salt
i didnt wanna have to cut u off
snip snip, lil bitch, time to fuck off

give a fuck about yo status, gimme action, ion want no lackin
otherwise get back bitch, you a lackey, you aint know whats hatnin
grindin hard like navvvi, aint no hobby but bitch i am snackin
aint afraid to fuck off from some fuckbois, bitch ive had it

negative energy all around these rotten mothafuckers, i see, them
living off eachother, radiatin higher, they some toxin lovers, cut it out
cut em all of from my life support, all of em parisite soul suckers
i cant take anymore poison from all of da falsified scarabs, they just bugs

i didnt wanna have to cut u off
but bitch u bitchin, not forgivin, givin others faults
i didnt wanna have to cut u off
my brain splittin, aint forgivin, tired of livin false
i didnt wanna have to cut u off
but you take pride inside yo tower of that fuckn salt
i didnt wanna have to cut u off
snip snip, lil bitch, time to fuck off

tired arguing
always thinkin that u win
but u be followin
and tryna fuck w all my friends
got a feelin in my guts that strut you fuck with aint really be u 
i dont know how all you manage to be constantly see thru

puttin away the morningstar, pull up witta blade, and im cuttin you off
times runnin up, i cant give a fuck, shut yo mouth, clock goin tick tock
stank ass mothafucka lookin like a dirty sock, wit views like fox
i aint gonna hesitate anymore, you an inch from catchin fuckin this block

i didnt wanna have to cut u off
but bitch u bitchin, not forgivin, givin others faults
i didnt wanna have to cut u off
my brain splittin, aint forgivin, tired of livin false
i didnt wanna have to cut u off
but you take pride inside yo tower of that fuckn salt
i didnt wanna have to cut u off
snip snip, lil bitch, time to fuck off

CUT YA OFF (PROD. LC2K)

LYRICS: https://genius.com/Fukksailor-vandalism-lyrics

@FUKKSAILOR
@ISTASHA

@LILLANDMINE
@DEPTHSTRIDA

@C3OF
@DISTORTIONTHE1
---
GRIEF CLIQUE (@griefclique)
EMPTY THE CLIP (@empty-the-clip)
DEAD ON SIGHT (@deadonsight)

STREAM ON SPOTIFY

FUKKSAILOR x ISTASHA x LIL LANDMINE x DEPTHSTRIDA x PAPA SLEEP x LORD DISTORTION - ''VANDALISM''

As a gift to yall, my supporters I present to you, "HATE ME" a second adaptation to "I HATE YOU".

Lyrics :


HATE ME 


yeah you’re fucked now hate me


Hook 

SWITCH BLADE TO YOUR NECK SHUT IT OFF


Bridge 

YOURE FUCKED NOW 
OUT OF LUCK NOW 
RAPPERS FUCKING HATE ME 
DO EM DIRTY LIKE 

VERSE 1

GOD OF THE CITY I KNOW THAT THEY WIT ME SHOUT OUT MY MAIN BITCH WITTY 
TRY TO STOP MY ENERGY UH 
YOU WILL BE KILLED EASILY UH

REALLY LOVE WHEN YALL HATE ME 
REALLY LOVE WHEN YALL DO THAT
REALLY LOVE WHEN YALL SUCK ME 
MY BARREL UP TO YOUR DURAG (x2)


Hook


MASTER TRASH 
YOU ALL SUCK AND THATS A FUCKING FACT
HATE ME CAUSE IM GOD AND YALL JUST FUCKING SAD 
QUICKLY, GATHER INFORMATION FUCK A PAST 
I WILL TURN YOUR BODY TO GAS AND THEN ILL SMOKE THE ASH 

Bridge 2 

FURTHER YOU ARE NOTHING BUT A LICK 



Verse 3 


ILL SHOOT RIGHT THROUGH YOUR THIRD EYE
YOU DESPISE ME 
MIND ISNT SO KINDLY 
TO THOSE DEFY ME 
WHO CANNOT DEFINE ME 
VISION CLOUDY 
LIVING WORKING RETAIL 
WITH THEM FEMALES
IM GOD OF CITY 
ILL TAKE YOUR TITLE
NAME IS A MYTH (x2)
MANUSCRIPT 
BADDEST BITCH PUKING ON HERSELF 
CAME INSIDE THAT BITCH 
SKIRTING INSIDE OF THE WHIP 
YOU BROKE AND NEVER HAD A CENT NO SENSE OF SELF REALITY
I CAN NOT BE FUCKED WITH 
HATE ME

HATE ME (I HATE YOU II) [PROD. $TRANDED]

Amazing cover art by @prxpvne
With @depthstrida

Lyrics
[Idiot]
Deep into cracks
Locked up 
Tucked in my laptop 
Breathing is though
Fucked up 
But never stop 

Pack it for my discipline 
Never find it 
I'm missing it 
Leaking into the pond
That the monocytes all are fishing in 

Save it from the draught
Run it down the drain 

Concave placement and crafting it using acid rain 

Cryogenic stains on your bitch
Need to try again 
Never put your wave in a wish
At the vile ends

[Hook]
Blade lines
White Strained eyes
Upgrading in veins
Delayed,
And break time

With the 
Paid smile 
Back into your crypt
Act a master for a while
While reality is script

[DEPTH STRIDA]
Four walls one room 
naked walls we live in doom 
find a way through all this bloom 
This is what we got into 

Test subjects the world suspect so tell me what  you gonna do I feel like I’m in a zoo I am just a fucking tool
Connected through the deep web we store the drugs right where we sleep at 
Mercenaries share a secret bout the catacombs of the depths

Depth strida istasha we gin teach you how   To suffer 
Way too long I been this fucked up my head is my own disaster

Autoinduced Attrition w/ DEPTH STRIDA [Prod. Istasha]

LORD DISTORTION (@distortionthe1)
Na$tii (@nastiitaxii)

BIOHAZARD ( W/ LORD DISTORTION X NA$TII )

Super big thanks to @mugetsu117 for the vocals, and sorry for the spam on discord.

LYRICS:
[Mugxtsu]
You are dead to me.
I saw your cold body.
Torn in pain.
I don't know what to say about the blood. 
You are, I saw your cold body.
Torn in pain.
I don't know what to say about the blood. 

I don't think your right about fucking anything.
I don't think you can do whatever you want here.

Oh I did not do anything that deserve
getting put away from my killing spree.
You are dead to me.

[Scrub]
Dressed down 
Get your answers somewhere else 
Or with something 
Unthread all strands 

Blind 
Sight shit 
Black 
Stare at the guide 
Take out the vision 
Draw a blank on it, decide 
Phase out 
Pages declined 
Ruins at the mission 
Write a bible of my crimes 

Stay in cement 
Dry 
Run I hit the back line 
Flipping positions cardiolipin reads the scan lines 
Play in the fence 
Sirens 
Gon hit the vein right 
End of dependence
A pending end
Don't ever sound right

Crushed ◊

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