Lyrics 

Fuck all dat shit if you think you a saint chrome hit yo chest out yo back imma paint i  got that fye that they took out uh tank smoking dat pack cause i know that it stank i been the same fuck you deciding for i call da audible i sold packs and got paid on da honor roll whoa she eat me up like she  a carnivore she gonna take my whole soul  i left my safe in da cove tell sum shit i dont know 50% in my mix and im probably gone shoot cause act up glock inna bag tucked i just came to ask sum why the fuck you act tuff i never get it  i do alot while maintaining my image step in da madhouse we standing on bidness you finished stop playin wit us

Your Sanctuary Aint Sanctified P. Sphynx

moneydance (Ft. oozy) [Prod. Yungmexicanbih]

NEW SINGLE OUT NOW!

TRACK #1 OFF MY UPCOMING TAPE THIS MONTH TITLED “ALL OR NOTHING”

SPOTIFY - https://open.spotify.com/album/6a01UxWViRfScV8lSIMF8f?si=gYW1TZjETXanKZv_XZSp2w

APPLE MUSIC -

- LYRICS -

Sitting on the world I got life in my hands
So these days I try to think twice when I can
Money on my mind and madhouse the business
Serving all the rappers like a bad day on Christmas

Feeling like a Christian but don’t mingle with the bitches
I’m just trynna get my riches fuck with me make you a victim
Now yo family fucking crying cause you fucked up and got violent
Call them sirens, knock ya topoff, now there ain’t no fucking hiding

Leave you brain dead killa, always smoking killa
It’s the madhouse season, bring yo Ks out witcha
Leave you brain dead killa, always smoking killa
It’s the madhouse season, bring yo Ks out
witcha
 
Fuck what ya heard, lemme tell you how it is
Smoking paper planes got me feeling like I’m wiz
Sippin so much now I’m pissin purple piss
Stay strapped up and we never fucking miss

I don’t care about the clout, I don’t care about these hoes
I just care about the money that I get from these shows
Psycho, in the dome, breaking all your fucking bones
Running thru yo home wit a mask and a chrome

Leave you in the kitchen with yo mouth full of foam
Dump yo ass in acid then get stoned to the bone
I’m the final boss you can call me Al Capone
Puro cero miedo siento como pentagon
Estos putos saben que yo soy el mas chingon
Vengo al desmadre con la clique que tengo
Estos putos saben que yo soy el mas chingon
Vengo al desmadre con la clique que tengo

Sitting on the world I got life in my hands
So these days I try to think twice when I can
Money on my mind and madhouse the business
Serving all the rappers like a bad day on Christmas

Feeling like a Christian but don’t mingle with the bitches
I’m just trynna get my riches fuck with me make you a victim
Now yo family fucking crying cause you fucked up and got violent
Call them sirens, knock ya topoff, now there ain’t no fucking hiding

Leave you brain dead killa, always smoking killa
It’s the madhouse season, bring yo Ks out witcha
Leave you brain dead killa, always smoking killa
It’s the madhouse season, bring yo Ks out
witcha

BRING YO K’s OUT (PROD. HUSTLASINCEELPASO)

LYRICS Verse I …..

It’s time to tighten up my vest
Cause I like to go against the grain bitch 
Fuck around and find out 
Attacking like I’m rubber on the pavement 
Pitch black is all I’m wearing
Shades on light is blurry 
Fuck bitches keep on staring on me 
I got 99 problems 
But a sucker could solve them 
Do my thing motherfucker
hate is what is really coming 
Now watch me swing 
till these busters autumn 
Yes I lurk from the bottoms
Yes I lurk from da bottoms 
Now watch me swing
Till these busters autumn 

Get on mine I said I paid for mine
I like to see you try mane
Get on mine I said I paid for mine 
I like to see you try mane 
It’s time to tighten up my vest
Cause I like to go against the grain bitch 
Fuck around and find out 
Attacking like I’m rubber on the pavement 
Pitch black is all I’m wearin 
Shades on light is blurry 
Fuck bitches keep on staring on me 
Now watch me swing
Till these busters autumn 
Yes I lurk from the bottoms
Yes I lurk from the bottoms 
 

Verse II……

$limmy the original misfit
Fuck your pedestal
Cannibal visual i seep red
You know how I do 
Got a baddie on my left
Yeah she smokin on spliff fuck
I’m feeling wavy baby 
But it’s all gravy 
Bitch I got this place going crazy 
Get on mine I said I paid for mine
I like to see you try mane
Get on mine I said I paid for mine 
I like to see you try mane

VEST ON

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817MADHOUSE - DIRTY DANCING (PROD. 97)

1/5, first of the “AtWarWithMyself” collection by NFTR.
817MADHOUSERECORDS

AtWarWithMyself

KRAKEN FT. COWBOYREZZ (PROD. R.I.K.O $O$A)

THIS IS FOR YOU HATING ASS, LURKING ASS, DICK HOPPING ASS PUSSIES.

TRACK 6 OFF MY 8 TRACK UPCOMING EP “TALES FROM THE FUNK” DROPPING AUGUST 4TH ON ALL PLATFORMS!

ALL SONGS MIXED AND MASTERED BY WYNTER (@deadmanfiles on IG)

COVER ART BY @phonker_psd on IG

- LYRICS -

Back in this bitch gotta Glock with a switch
When we on stage we just start a moshpit
None of these bitches can fuck with our shit
Fuck all yall plays and the shit that you spit

Tripping on me you gone get your wig split
Shoutout my killas Madhouse we the shit
Rolling up gas and your blunt full of mid
Trynna stack up and then fall off the grid

Twenty four now and they still hate the kid
Knowing we better it’s hard to admit
Fort Worth to Phoenix then straight to the crib
I’m running these packs while I puff ona spliff

Can’t hit my blunt but you can take a whiff
Banging on wax not a blood nor a crip
Can’t hit my blunt but you can take a whiff
Banging on wax not a blood nor a crip

Talking that shit you get put underground
That’s all I know mane I come from the south
Never switched up I stay reppin the house
Unlike you niggas dick riding for clout

Talking that shit you get put underground
That’s all I know mane I come from the south
Never switched up I stay reppin the house
Unlike you niggas dick riding for clout

Hopping from dick to dick (yeah)
Yunno a bitch ain’t shit (yeah)
So ima go split your wig
And I don’t ever wanna see you again (yeah)

Hopping from dick to dick (yeah)
Yunno a bitch ain’t shit (yeah)
So ima go split your wig 
And I don’t ever wanna see you again (yeah)

(Let’s go) 
Hopping from dick to dick (what)
Yunno a bitch ain’t shit (what)
So ima go split your wig
And I don’t ever wanna see you again (let’s go) 

Hopping from dick to dick (what)
Yunno a bitch ain’t shit (what)
So ima go split your wig
And I don’t ever wanna see you again, hoe

WIG SPLIT (PROD. SPHYNX)

All I feel is misery
Wake up everyday 
And I wanna be beneath 
Do not wanna be around 
Man I just feel like 
I don’t need to be 

Here like why tf do I exist 
I been looking at the sky 
Asking myself this question 
Since I was a little kid 

I don’t even wanna be around
Every time I drown 
And im smoking and sippin 
Doing so much every 
Single time 
I don’t even know 
Why the fuck im living 

Dealing with 
so much pain everyday 
Try to change 
But I know 
It won’t go away 

Try to get away 
From the problems 
Tried to solve them
But I know 
Things won’t be the same 

Smoke
Yea smoke away the pain
Yeah just smoke
Yeah smoke away
The pain only way to cope
Liquor deep inside my veins
Yeah I know 
But it’s the only way to stay 
So ill smoke

MISERY PROD ENVIOU$

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