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The Upload

FIGHT CLUB (Prod. Trashy)

https://soundcloud.com/alex-hauschild-28800045
yeah im 
Sorta problematic I cause issues in your household 
Running up a pack like I got issues with the count cold 
Case when I come in cause my stomach  is 
Like the Dow Jones 
Dropping headed south for a week and
Then I bounce home 
Why so sudden need the medicine to let her go 
High soap fucking out control I’m here to 
Let em known 
I can’t take the pressure no my head about to fucking blow 
I’m beckoning to death with every step and every message wrote 

I don’t wanna drop top not that kid 
Use to move it off my bike to everyone that know I’m lit 
Now I’m someone that they recognize but  something must’ve switched 
Cause I’m shunning all your shit I don’t need you to get it 
Bitch I’m backpack stack shawty catch me on the bridge 
Your shit wack wack probably why you 
Always on my dick 
I don’t dap slap hands with the fake I know you is 
Only here just for a grip fair the weather when I dip 
Distant minded I don’t buy it I been dying for some time 
I’m deriding all these rappers whole discography with lines 
It’s a ticking ticking time bomb 
Bouta fucking fly 
Off the shelf I let em die 
Whip the wits I said goodbye 
Bitch you burnt work 
Harder than a god damn machine 
Out the dirt hurt carting round my hate for where we been 
Where we living where we spin fuck the sound of Summer been 
Shut inside for 20 months so now I’m bouta fucking sin

drive [noxygen]

prod:@jontbeats

have u heard that brand new jon t joint?

TRIGGERING ANOTHER MANIC EPISODE FROM RAMPANT DRUG ABUSE [10:50 AM] w/ JON T

FT. @hell_usa @oniinc @smokingawoodwitchobaeay

PERSONA

PERSONA (feat. WRXTH)

PROD. @https://www.youtube.com/channel/UC_ZaGY1g42nZqcgz7YcsbCQ

TRASH AMV https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fOnHheOTpyM&list=RDMMfOnHheOTpyM&start_radio=1

Lyrics:

Double barrel shotty for ya bit-bit-hotty
Ima cut her in the mardis gras, fvckin on her body
Im a slvt drawn psycho dancing corpses with bicardi
Sippin n1pple drippin whippin in the pool with your th0tties

Double barrel shotty for ya bit-bit-hotty
Ima cut her in the mardis gras, fvckin on her body
Im a slvt drawn psycho dancing corpses with bicardi
Sippin n1pple drippin whippin in the pool with your thotties

Im a bish-b1tch, im a wish-kid, snappin on the candles casting curses on your wits-wits
Making you insane, im a nessecacary puzzle piece
Showing you my brain, I'm a less-than-scary-cuddle-weeb
Huh? Buy an AK you know I'm kiddin
Ride a fvckin hayday for the other living
Gonna start the shootin on the walkin-dead
Lookin like im lying red, fvcking sheeple stupid meditated, know the senate-said
That you cant buy guns, that you cant buy drvgs, that you cant kick bums off the curb with the stun
2-mayweather mother told me pray a better peace, but my soul in on a lease
from the d3vil in his ease
I'm a motherfvcking lost-soul, I'm a canister of evil off his press-valve
Cobble stone is fvcking broken, open pandoras box
I'm a caught-cold, virus hour, slither deagle shot-mode

TRASH GANG AMV

MARDI GRAS (PROD. UNREM)

shoutout @djvsiren for making the song complete
SCHEMAPOSSE X GHOSTWORKRECORDS

UNINVITED

UNINVITED W/ DJVSIREN [PROD. IDIO]

DJ$B - Recipe For Disvster (feat.)ottrgng x scottie Da Ghost  (prod. chrino)

follow anti: https://soundcloud.com/prxdanti

beat by anti. not a type beat.

GOLD DIGGER W/ ANTI

CREDITS
https://soundcloud.com/bojack-black
 Mixing&Mastering
https://soundcloud.com/eykeystillhere
Production

Bitch I Want The Whole World FT. Bojack Black(Prod.EYKEY)

Suck & Fuck (prod. HPSHAWTY)

HAARPER - CINNAMON (Prod. Trulife)

BUY / STREAM 
https://music.haarper.net/CINNAMON

FOLLOW HAARPER
SPOTIFY: https://open.spotify.com/artist/3v0QT...
https://instagram.com/haarper7
https://twitter.com/haarper77

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LYRICS -
Armored tank to the bank, no usher
Uppin my ranks 
Reinforced for the clutter
Nonsense noise
All they do is go stutter
Make her drop blouse 
Make her heart go flutter
More money, more problems
No problem for me
I do this for my kin
Do it for my family
Get the Benjamins in
You dont want no static
Go and be frank 
This could end up tragic

Black strap, back pack
With a couple grenades
Throw that safety out the window
Sayonara to ya face
Succubus on my tip
Diligent with the pace
She chokin like it's cinnamon
Ima sin until I cant

Burn em like sage
Burn em like mage
Bringing my rage
Put em in a new age
Bringin new plague
Defiler gon aid
You boutta get played
While I fuck yo dame
She tradin yo chamomile 
For some kool-aid 
My ammo field got me rubys and Diamonds 
Gon pop a bullet like hymen right through ya cranium

Ridin the beamer
I seen ya 
I tore ya team up like Cena
They couldnt see me like Sia
Charge up my soul with that kiai
Im goin grizzly, im busy makin yo number thin lizzy
They cannot hit me im Lee
Boutta drop weights off my fate

Black strap, back pack
With a couple grenades
Throw that safety out the window
Sayonara to ya face
Succubus on my tip
Diligent with the pace
She chokin like it's cinnamon
Ima sin until I cant

HAARPER - CINNAMON (Prod. Trulife)

Lyrics:

Aye yuh aye
Wanna be on Kult shit
You just a punk bitch
Riding on the wave I started
Pussy you get dumped quick
Bustas in my ear they talkin shit
I blow they head off
Walk it off
Murder ain’t a thang fo’ me it’s clockwork
Time is boutta stop
Get buck to the waves
Bump house Phonk mane
.45 on my waist
Imma god send
Flesh rend
Slicing up a hoe
Vendetta against anyone
Who talking like they know
Motherfucker
Bitch you ain’t nothing
Thinkin you something
Pull up with the gang
MK gonna bang bang
Hanging a pussy up 
breaking his neck
Ain’t no fucking way 
you gonna make it away from me
Bringin that bringing that Phonky shit
Motherfucker getting up on my way
You gon get struck
And gon get stuck
Inside the fucking flames mane
Cock that glock and shoot yo ass
I look into yo eyes and laugh
Aye goddamn thought I laid yo ass flat aye
No more broken promises
I’m here to cull the populace
Leave blood and gore
No witnesses
My name it stays anonymous 
Got that mask on my face
Black horns
White fangs
What you see ‘fore you break
Decompose in a cage
I’mma freak with a temper
Blade in yo chest mane
Now they calling me Dexter
I’m an underground king
Getting plays is the game
Got my Kult on my side
And we breakin the chain
Motherfucker want smoke 
Get slain
Get away
No time for these lames 

Bring plagues
Like my name is Godmane
Rain fire and blood upon
Any bustas who play
Gotta Sword swang swang
Sacrificing a lame
In the name of myself
Undead Ronin will reign
187-211
Sendin a fuck boy straight to heaven
Taking his chain
And spill his brain
Then dip the scene without a trace
Chalk on the sidewalk
Taped up now
News van on the scene
Askin who is it now
Serial killin spree
Got no pattern it’s chaos G
See yo homies laid out
And now you are fearing the night
Don’t wanna fight
Light a cigarette
Gut yo fuckin hide
My intentions are Devil shit
Get the fuck on my level bitch
Ignite yo face up
Spreading chaos 
No mane getting way from
Me
This the way
We taking bodies 
Just know that we do not play
Smokin corpses like tobacco
Chief em up and blow away
Take a seat mo’fucker
You ain’t special
You are just my prey
Ashes to ashes
Yo soul will be snuffed like a candle
That’s sitting outside in the rain
Hop off that horse that you on
All yo music is shit
And yo lyrics ain’t worth my piss

PHONKY PHONK (With Vocals) [prod. Undead Ronin]

Last drop of the year. HAPPY HOLIDAYS!

Out on all platforms.

Lyrics:

Wet, COME AT YOU
Drippin blade with the pay that I had to
Reprimanding all the middle men I bled through
Off these fvckin meds too, kinda wanna catch you

IM ON A K1LLING SPREE OZ, WIZARD WHO'S EATING YOUR MOTHERS AND DAUGHTS 
Divulging my manicure, painted by god - nails so black you'd think that I'ma cog in machine
Subtle fvckin touch from the madman who are between the angels and the jesters who grin from behind the scenes 
Im another 3vil from the lessons at the cantina, music notes out from the band and the beema 
Need another neena, akimbo never misses, ratata beam her I miss her I need the kisses 
It's a messy one I lean-uh, drvnk off the motherfvckin drugs. I need a hug....
Fading out final note, fin is the midas will, golden from carnival ending in a minus chill 
Fading out final note, fin is the midas will, golden from carnival ending in a minus chill 

wet wet wet wet wet wet wet
Wet, COME AT YOU
Drippin blade with the pay that I had to
Reprimanding all the middle men I bled through
Off these fvckin meds too, kinda wanna catch you

IM ON A K1LLING SPREE OZ, WIZARD WHO'S EATING YOUR MOTHERS AND DAUGHTS 
Divulging my manicure, painted by god - nails so black you'd think that I'ma cog in machine
Subtle fvckin touch from the madman who are between the angels and the jesters who grin from behind the scenes 
Im another 3vil from the lessons at the cantina, music notes out from the band and the beema 
Need another neena, akimbo never misses, ratata beam her I miss her I need the kisses 
It's a messy one I lean-uh, drvnk off the motherfvckin drugs. I need a hug....

IM ON A KILLING SPREE OZ, WIZARD WHO'S EATING YOUR MOTHERS AND DAUGHTS 
Divulging my manicure, painted by god - nails so black you'de think that I'ma cog in machine
Subtle fvckin touch from the madman who are between the angels and the jesters who grin from behind the scenes 
Im another 3vil from the lessons at the cantina, music notes out from the band and the beema

GOLD DIGGER W/ ANTI

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