Track 3 of SMILE RED DEVIL
Vocals by @gullyspit and @jaealaska
Production by gullyspit


Chorus: @gullyspit
no applause 
we ain’t even really started
pulling up the curtain now I’m turning to a target 
got my 45 
turning Jackson to a Pollock 
I ain’t having fun if it ain’t a little toxic
putting chronic in my backwoods
we been moving backwards
UG rappers girl still getting carded
it’s that 
dearly departed 
new suit in a casket
waiting for the violence 
setting fire to mansions

Verse 1: @gullyspit
Forbes list getting turned to the past tense
everybody talking bitch I’m waiting for that action 
imitation never get the same reaction 
gully ain’t a person he is just a piece of fashion 
the devil in the same old suit 
no David this Goliath got a combat boot
seeing ghosts around the corner like turn of the screw
need a new pig pen for the boys in blue 
I had my worst day ever, where the drugs at?
pushing through this paper like a motherfucking thumbtack
watch you stutter for a comeback
they aint never gonna come back
spinning till I’m sick of feeling sickness 
got guns up on my wish list 
feel the violence in yo body like a sickness
been a lot but never been a witness
i ain’t saying nothing piggy go about your business

Chorus

Verse 2: @jaealaska
My mental melting like Dali
Don’t know what got inside me
Unless it was psilocybin 
You better know what you started 
I hit em from every angle while dangling off the target 
Fade away like an echo 
Put you under like metro 
So it’s back to the basics 
Summon the devastation
You could ready the table the garnish in preparation 
Smoking on something something 
That burn away concentration 
“Yo gully open the window it’s starting to smell like bacon” 
Ever through the vapors you could tell just that I’m capably 
Giving you a dozen out the oven like a bakery 
Walked along a narrow path and look at where it’s taken me 
Never one to settle my worst enemy complacency 
Enough of the shit I’ve had it 
It’s tragic the way they acting 
You not apart of the faction 
I don’t believe in you bastards 
I splatter and get to bashing 
And breathing fire like dragons 
They brain controlling the system 
The bullets follow like Manson

Bridge: @jaealaska
I’m, hanging desolate 
High and I’m burning elegant 
Feeling my soul ascend til I’m disconnected irrelevant 
Just by the measurement 
Eyes resemble the sediment 
See you lacking the deficit 
Now that death looking eminent

Chorus

Pollock w/ Jae Alaska

prod. by washyb
additional prod. by ryan mcgonigle

lyrics

All my decisions, they feel like incisions 
I sort out my pain 
Washed up on shore
But I’m sure I could still see myself go through waves 
Of melancholy and plots 
They’re symbolic of problems i faced
There’s not a moment to waste 
N-n-no time to barter my art with the market
I Target the snakes 
Keep my self harm at arms reach 
So Please pardon the scrapes 
A piece of the starch 
Till I feel really parched 
I could harbor good faith 
P-P Peace to the stars
Leave my mark on the canvas 
No paint
M-M-Mental scars And mementos
Old age can’t erase
Sta-Sta-stark in the face
Harp on the days 
Sharpen ability 
March to the pace of my own beat 
B-born in March, marvel at the grace
I believe In the mission
A smidgen a mix of wit in the lyrics 
Think about my family conflicting 
If they ever hear this, will they feel it?
I doubt it 
F-f-fear and feeling wicked
Cause I’m living without it 
Just kidding, I’m mounted 
P-pill popping sick position
I am surrounded 
By numbers of addictions 
I will never listen to another motherfucker 
Dumb & dumber, Jim Carey 
But i’m sick of fucking caring 
Everyone is staring 
Find regret in over sharing
Uh
Not sparing a narrow mind
On demos, i settled all my dilemmas 
But bear in mind 
I’ve barely refined my mind 
Love that i've yet to find 
Feel rubbish
Through precious time that fades 
Hope it’s not too late to obtain 
Will I fucking make it to some fame? 
Just wait
What the fuck is this on my shoulders? 
Weight 
Dreaming on a bean
My regime just wakes me up 
Hope it could take me up 

St-st-struck on the grind 
Settle, get buck 
Fucked by design 
Level this up
Till i could find 
Some better luck
I’ve been confined 
In a construct, built by grimacing times 
I’ve had enough 
I’m not doing fine 
Delicate drugs may embellish my mind 
Devilish fuck, i developed these lines 


St-st-struck on the grind 
Settle, get buck 
Fucked by design 
Level this up
Till i could find 
Some better luck
I’ve been confined 
In a construct, built by grimacing times 
I’ve had enough 
I’m not doing fine 
Delicate drugs may embellish my mind 
Devilish fuck, i developed these lines 
 

Hate to trust anyone 
Make me shudder 
I cannot shake the feeling 
I can’t escape these villains 
Of this outrageous pillage 
Pillow the pain with a pill 
Like cigarette stains encase skills 
Like silhouettes
Shading the truth 
I can’t fill (feel)
The fate of abuse 
It fulfills 
The state of my blues 
I can’t heal 
Occasional use for my thrill 
Caged in a loop, i stand still 
B-b-bet your bottom dollar, i will never stop 
Stack the debt until i am dead 
Bitch ive got a lot to prove 
Nothing to lose 
Back again, these raps are revenge 
And you cats are fucking doomed  
Distracted by my hunger 
And you cats are fucking food 
Down a rabbit hole of habits 
Through my fucking passion 
I’ve had to construe a new tactic 
To catch the truth 
I do fathom the factors glued 
To gloom, active
Actually flew through rations 
I’ve had consumed 
Through disasters
Past the state of blue like passion fruit 
Bruised habits 
Super natural like i do magic 
New battle
Whether they win or lose
Shit is tragic 
Keep a flow on through the winter 
Thicker than molasses 
Keep my hopes up
Blinded by the static  
Never mind
I’ll never be good enough or attractive 
I lack all the facets 
 

St-st-struck on the grind 
Settle, get buck 
Fucked by design 
Level this up
Till i could find 
Some better luck
I’ve been confined 
In a construct, built by grimacing times 
I’ve had enough 
I’m not doing fine 
Delicate drugs may embellish my mind 
Devilish fuck, i developed these lines

THE PERKS OF HUMAN ATROCITIES (prod. by washyb)

PROD @PXLSE & @FUCKG3

LYRICS G3:

KILL YOURSELF G3 IS IN YOUR MOTHERFUCKING HEAD 
KILL YOURSELF G3 INSIDE YOUR MOTHERFUCKING HEAD 
BRING THEM DRUGS CAUSE LIFE SUCKS 
TOXIC CHEMISTRY IN MY SYSTEM 
I TAKE ALL THESE PILLS TO FEEL HAPPY 
BUT IN EXCHANGE IM ALWAYS EMPTY 
UNABLE TO FEEL SHIT NEVER SPILLED A TEAR YES
SEE I NEVER FELT ANYTHING 
BLADE AT MY CHIN 
READY TO SLICE MY PIPE 
BLOOD ON THE FUCKING SIDE 
PARENTS DO CARE ABOUT THE MISERY IM AT 
BUT THEY CAN NOT HELP
BLOOD ON MY CUT OPEN CHEST 
RIPCAGE OPENED BY THE DOC 
BUT THE AINT SEE NO HEART
ONLY BLACK VOID 
WITH A BLADE INSIDE YUH
KILL YOURSELF G3 INSIDE YOUR MOTHERFUCKING HEAD
KILL YOURSELF G3 INSIDE YOUR MOTHERFUCKING HEAD


LYRICS DEATHSLEFTHAND:

FUCK YOU 
BITCH IM A VAMPIRE
LEADER OF AN EMPIRE
SENDER OF THE GUNFIRE
ROUND MY NECK BARBED WIRE
BURY ME WITH LOTS OF FIRE
CASKET SURROUNDED BY TRIPWIRE
YOU KNOW I LACK OF DESIRE

YEAH IMMA MAKE YOU CRY
IMMA MAKE YOU DIE
I KNOW YOUR BITCH SHY
WANNA FIGHT COME AND TRY
ZEREISSE DEINEN KOPF IN ZWEI
PUSSY HOLT DIE POLIZEI
REP DIE ACHT EINS DREI 
BLOOD FLOW TIL ITS DRY YUH

ONE TWO THREE
BURNING TREES
MURDER ME
STAB MY EYES OUT, MAKE ME NEVER SEE
IM A MISERY
IMMA DISAGREE
FUCK WHAT YOU HEARD YOU A WANNABE
ONCE IM DONE YOU MIGHT NEED SURGERY
IMMA RIP OUT BOTH YOUR DAMN KNEES
TURN YOU TO AN AMPUTEE
KILL EM FUCKAPACHE

VENOM (FT. G3) [PROD. G3 x PULSE]

ASCENDANT (prod. Aragoth)

BITCHES AINT SHIT w/ WHYTYLXR [Prod. PYRXCRIED]

RESURGENCE

shaq n kobe

MERCENARIES - EMERGENCY ALERT - MERCENARIES - EMERGENCY ALERT - MERCENARIES

ANOTHER SINGLE OFF OF "BLACK CASH", COMING SOON.

LINEUP:
@ISTASHA [WELCOME BACK TO THE FAMILY]
@DISTORTIONTHE1
@MUGETSU117 [WELCOME TO THE FAMILY]
@DEPTHSTRIDA

PRODUCED BY @PRODKXISER
MIXING BY @NAVVVI
COVERT ART BY @C3OF


LYRICS:
[ISTASHA]
Fuck what is a side
I'm siding with a price 
I'm on it 
Wanted Circle 
Squaring up 
Inside the octagon and 
Choking on my sleeve 
Face mat then try to save face 
Full triangle choke 
no bow and arrow gonna save a joke 
Armored with a padlock 
Sharpen they key but We keep in the armory mane 
lions detained 
Fuck all the common hyenas
The scavenger demons 
Just eating the scenes decay 
Armed up with a glock 
No sepsis, But a schock 
Getting buried by the docks
That's where you sleep and now we're nautical

[LORD DISTORTION]
Mercenaries vital 
Parasite in eyeball 
Boy you finish final 
Got that stick its viral 
Hung  like a coat rack 
Evil intentions 
I bet you wont float back 
Be in my mentions you ho bag 
Needles injected, to slow track
Sweeping effect put the street in a whole trance 
No one likes you, no one cares enough the tides of wind is solace
We be making raps while all you bitches simply singing sonnets 
Pay my price to get in 
Play this shit apocalyptic 
Aiming with it down the scope 
Get outta hope and wrapped in linnen

[MUGXTSU]
(x2 ) Lost we are, young we are.

Don't fall in despair, now !
Don't bring us the end now !
I don't wanna be, for the best of me
I don't really fkg live now.

If you say that you are,  the victim.
I swear I will destroy you for real

Pain around me,
Try killing me,
Stop lying bitch.
You're gonna die.

Mercenaries, Mercenaries...

[DEPTH STRIDA]
who to trust?
mercenaries hit a motherfucking clutch
since i dropped bloodlust
all these lame bitches sitting on my cock
shits disgusting shits disgusting
one hit leaves your fluid dropping
you think that i might be joking
but my gang creep on you slowly
stealth - break necks
mercenaries dog tag
i dont wanna brag but
kaiser is the best

MERCENARIES - EMERGENCY ALERT - MERCENARIES - EMERGENCY ALERT - MERCENARIES

BLACK CASH

ASSEMBLE ANTHEM

Stream/Buy

ft. @istasha

baller art: @c3of

run this to 100 by monday and ill drop a freestyle early <3

DERANGED FT. ISTASHA THE SCRUB (PROD. APOLLO)

Lyrics inc maybe sometime soon who knows with me

Its Bath Time, Dont Touch My Duck

art by brother  https://www.instagram.com/lenfant_ // @lenfantlondon

sharks on my feet and they brand new
lightnings on my jeans turn the black blue
see me walkin thru the valley and im packed up
hear me screaming from the lungs, it is
"mercenaries next up" 

rollin up a rocket im too sporty
fuck a fandom i dont fuck with rick and morty
got a reddot and a beam its for the glorys
break out my  cage and i leave the labratory

hella bands on me i feel dead and its okay
strida might have changed
and its not in a good way
runnin thru valley
got the mercs in my back man
bitch you eat up  balls 
so i might just call you pacman
gotta lotta ammo
guess the size we play hangman
 wrist lookin smart
i could team up with ben 10
chains looking hard
i could create a goth band
eat up my part
like its cake, i want whole bands

status unknown bitch im robbing some jewlery
call the ambulance bitch im on a killingspree 
walk up to yo mans one punch equals felony  
drum mag  go hard let it rain from the balcony
flee through the desert my shit is so stacked out
opps pulling up  oh fuck it got mad loud
hydrate myself with some water no pass out
hop in the caddy and i  look for a way out

sharks on my feet and they brand new
lightnings on my jeans turn the black blue
see me walkin thru the valley and im packed up
hear me screaming from the lungs, it is
"mercenaries next up" 

rollin up a rocket im too sporty
fuck a fandom i dont fuck with rick and morty
got a reddot and a beam its for the glorys
break out my  cage and i leave the labratory


suprise!


boy turnin dead cause he went off a pill
eyes turning red cause im smoking the filth
bitch i got contacts got eyes in the hills
man its on sight i got mercs and they kill

peter piper packed a bunch  of guns in his backpack
he was talking way too loud so watch his fucking neck snap
catch me in the alleyway im sipping on some red stag
beams everywherei feel  like im playing lasertag