Vol.4 (ZXT)

WELCOME TO THE UNDERGROUND

Population Control Pt. 2

¿𝙵𝚎𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚗 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚊 𝚐𝚑𝚘𝚜𝚝? - 2

Lyrics:
Aye, stick and poke 
Movin wit the tooly bitch you got nowhere to go 
Creeping through the fields and i hit you with the pole 
Making it a mission to putting tags right on your toes 

I put you in your place 
Niggas ducking off bitch we sliding do the race 
You doing all that chit chat i’m all up in your face 
Snuff you in the nose and i know you like the taste 
I came with a mop-stick
Put that bitch in drive and we slide with the chopsticks
Put him in the grave Bitch who wanna catch a drop kick
Imma bring the pain and proceed to crash the mosh pit 

 D-R-A-C-O! yeah we keep it in the backseat 
(x8)

Yeah this turbo kicking 6 speed 
Get his ass in traffic yeah we Caught that boy limping 
200 on the dash ain’t no way they gon miss me
Make it home fast bitch i like the way i shift speed  

Ugh, hold him at gun point 
Choking he ain’t making no noise 
and you running there is no point 
let it rain from the rolls royce 

 D-R-A-C-O! yeah we keep it in the backseat 
(x8)

GrimKut [Prod. Sffr x Brutei] #D-R-A-C-O

RAZORBLADE (PROD. FROSTTT)

SESHSPAWN + VYTHE + QUANKK - BONESAW (p. soulburn)

SplitKlip (Prod. Sffr)

RECOIL 

VIDEO : https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lnJAAm-Jwco

prod @nimbustwokay, @killjei & @lordgasp
mixed by lord gasp

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lyrics 

You thought that I was gone
But i’m back in the flesh
There’s sometthing in the corridor that follows all your steps
bitch I pull up at your door
Gimme skin , gimme cash
Gimme drugs, gimme love
Gimme this , gimme that
I’m bout to wolf the fucking planet down
Let’s gobble every town
And everyone around it, lemme swallow all these fucking clowns
I’m out of bounds
And bitch i’m bout to bounce
Out the timeline quick
I’m bout to

Uh wow
Fresh new pose
Bout to tap into new power sources 
Y’aint safe close
Nerves exposed
Mana run thru every finger 
See the ten lights glowing

Shake the whole game, get fucked by your creditor
Wait your whole face might pop, check her juggular
Giggle all day, thang bright, specular
Thank god, see i thank myself, no genitor

Always pissy
Finna smoke the whole pack
You can’t kill me
I’ma always come back
Mind is splitting
Sorry it’s just the way we are
She said don’t be sorry shit
Shit goes kinda hard 

Break em like it’s bread
If I see red
You know shit goes down
Snap em like a thread, you go to bed
Lil bro get racked out
Blunt out 
Like we rolling heads
If you want smoke now

> VIDEO <

Recoil

mix by gullyspit and dollbreaker
production by xenochiva

ANTLER BLADE (w/ GULLYSPIT) [XENOCHIVA.]

Lyrics:
GLE sliding and we swerving up in both lanes 
5% tint and I'm busting at his own brains 
I be calling shots got em moving at they own pace 
Moving like the navy I wouldn't dare to get in my face 

GLE sliding and we swerving up in both lanes 
5% tint and I'm busting at his own brains 
I be calling shots got em moving at they own pace 
Strapped up like the navy I wouldn't dare em to get in my face 

Got too many sticks they gon put me on the watchlist 
Sticking to the plan put some faith I told em watch this 
I got a cult up in my hands it's gon take a lot  to stop this 
Death before dishonor other that I got no options 

Cleaning out  the scene with no witness that's the protocol 
Give the work to my twin bitch I told him hold it all 
We be moving like some troops (ugh) imma send em off 
I be dumping out the Glock (ugh) with the drum and all 

You see it gleaming with the stick id approach with caution
Leave him on the pavement yeah he leaking and he nauseous
He was barking out his neck now that nigga not my problem 
I aint going tit for tat imma go and solve it 

GLE sliding and we swerving up in both lanes 
5% tint and I'm busting at his own brains 
I be calling shots got em moving at they own pace 
Moving like the navy I wouldn't dare to get in my face 

GLE sliding and we swerving up in both lanes 
5% tint and I'm busting at his own brains 
I be calling shots got em moving at they own pace 
Strapped up like the navy I wouldn't dare em to get in my face 

AK shootin back I hit that boy like Rhonda Rhousey
We be dressed in all black got my shooters all around me  
Set his face up on the cur, put his teeth right where the ground be 
See I'm repping in this city so I know you heard about me 


Came through stepping on these niggas necks cause I run shit, 
gripping on the Glock all it's going to take is one hit 
Lurking on the scene cause im always up to something 
 

GLE sliding and we swerving up in both lanes 
5% tint and I'm busting at his own brains 
I be calling shots got em moving at they own pace 
Moving like the navy I wouldn't dare to get in my face 

GLE sliding and  we swerving up in both lanes 
5% tint and I'm busting at his own brains 
I be calling shots got em moving at they own pace 
Strapped up like the navy I wouldn't dare em to get in my face

MORTEMWITCH - (PROD. KALIFEK & SHAHHA) ##THE COUNT##

Newest single from Zero 610.

ALBUM ON THE WAY BIH

BOXCUTTA

LYRICS


Real shooters only club 
We ain’t fucking with no fake shit 
Test me if you wanna show you banging 
7.62 bang shit 
on god I bang shit 
7.62 bang shit 
on god I bang shit 

Real shooters only club 
We ain’t fucking with no fake shit 
Test me if you wanna show you banging 
7.62 bang shit 
on god I bang shit 
7.62 bang shit 
on god I bang shit 


7.62 to ya .223 I bang shit 
Opened up my eyes and saw da ghosts   
Now I can’t say shit  
Said I’d never sell my fucking soul
So I can’t blame em 
Hellraiser 
the way my chains gon leave em faceless 
Locked up in the basement 
Think imma go insane 
My life I'm erasing 
I’m searching for new names 
Your existence is disgracing 
And you’re the one to blame 
Real soldiers keep on dogging 
I’m marching through tha flames 
You can’t talk like that 
So stay the fuck away from me 
Keep yo shit in check 
Or you get punched right in your teeth 
Give that shit a rest 
Or into Hell you’ll follow me 
Your life is in distress 
If you ain’t bout that 


Real shooters only club 
We ain’t fucking with no fake shit 
Test me if you wanna show you banging 
7.62 bang shit 
on god I bang shit 
7.62 bang shit 
on god I bang shit 

Real shooters only club 
We ain’t fucking with no fake shit 
Test me if you wanna show you banging  
7.62 bang shit 
on god I bang shit 
7.62 bang shit 
on god I bang shit

RichTalk x zer0xthrash - REAL SHOOTERS ONLY! [prod. harzia]

Hash smoking hazard, axe swinging slasher
Smashed then I stabbed her, taste blood right after
Junkie motherfucker I aint tryna look dapper 
Bagging up the body parts the fridge is where i stashed her

Gossiping talking bout who dat? Thinking shit sweet but they know though
Nitro the psycho with skin mask, need some more skin for the coat though
Wait til i come with my crew back, ouijaboy solo these hoes know
Hearing the shots from two tap, Casper he turned to a ghost oh

Im giving yall the anecdote, my blood type needs an antidote
And do not ask me if i voted, feeble people, sheeple showing
Buss it then I hand it over, police cannot give no closure
Obvious I cant be sober, creeping, seeking sinking slower

Duck, fucked up, its like knuck if you buck
Tummy tuck from the mutt, feel the twisting in yo gut
Like whats up? i say jump, and that fuckboy aint did none
Man these pussies aint no fun, maybe its they time of month

Period blood like he leaking, cuz he’s retarded he must
Believe that he’s safe in the deep end, sharks in the water he’s stuck
I think I just made him anemic due to the fluids he lost
Fatigued and his body starts seizing, I think that he ran out of luck

Fuck the clizzout, from the sizzouth
Chelsea Grin that motherfucker cut up in the mizzouth
Screaming at the extra voices, hell I’ll never get out
Toxins on the tongue and it’s too late you can’t spit out

The Dark Side of a Playa Hata

Paralytic

RAYGUN (Prod. DedPoet)

Knock you down into the pit screaming with no evidence we from hell not heaven sent bring you to the dead again feel the vibrant red my friend toxic gas burn sediment one cell left ahead of him doors to doors see red again 

Loose knocking with the ar tucked im stalking with a blade lil fuck 
 im cutting up walking im always up into the dark until the sun comes up i have to show how to fuck it up

Sipping mf syrup in the mf cup shawty threw up on my dick i asked her wtf is up cutting up my arm again ik my fucking time is up should i do self harm again or burn a fucking building up 

Arm and leg ill take the feet put your ass on live leak operation clean and neet i have no feelings peeling me nitrous only healing me fight this demon killing me

NO EVIDENCE (PROD OR.1OVE)

everything by me💯🩸😹

lyrics🙀

verse 1:

beat up faggots like a dad whos alcoholic 

imma make blood splatter like my name is jackson pollock

imma beat him up til the jit is unresponsive 

fuck his bitch and kill her right in front of him on boss shit

i been out my mind yeh i think i might’ve lost it

i been huffing on formaldehyde no i cant stop it

always repping suffered souls, im a sufferholic

twist her, flick her, pass her, like im fucking playing bop it

chorus:

im addicted to solvents and gore

huffing on benzene while laughing at a dead whore
(4x)

verse 2:

imma peel your flesh off

i eat human meat raw

huffing on some rotten organs, cause its like a detox

i be murdering and goring

i been suicidal hurting

imma fix my problems with some solvents and some gore exploring

chorus:

im addicted to solvents and gore

huffing on benzene while laughing at a dead whore
(4x)

SOLVENTS N GORE

CODE RED (prod.Aciddgore)

I got this motherfucking rag wrapped round my skull, my torso turning dull
Gorilla pack, rolling sticky, flick the bic and hit the stick
I don’t pass, we aint matching, you burn ratchet, cant imagine
Nothing lasts, give your life up, put your gun up to your neck up, man the fuck up
Let it blast hoe, split open like a trap door
The EMT gon yack looking through the bloody splats hoe
Im in last but Im the only one that lasts, watching these people repeat the past, civilizations come to pass tho
My wrist dripping on the linen, unforgiving, Missing villain, known for pissing people off, like a flame to a moth, guide the damned until their lost, lead them to an open coffin, push them in and lock, hearing knocking from the closet, white lighter in my pocket, Smoking out the cockpit, Im on a rocket, please take me home
Salem Trials adjacent torture methods, dont let me in heaven, death mask for the people talking reckless, Saw the movie reference, wicked ways my lane, insane Im wretched, tempted to dismember everything under the weather, never feel no better
Rejected, respected, Im chopping up at yo necklace
Im acting up on the set list
You on track to get yo neck slit
You headless
Can any of you pussies best this?
Fuckboys dying to test this
Why my name in your mentions?
He must be moving senseless
Restless, no mental check in
Carry weight like a dead lift, the mission of Missing's to end shit

Tongue of a serpent, spitting lies thru ya teeth
When I stomp yo head, they gon scatter on tha street
Ouija whip that Chevy, big mána in tha back
Pull up on yo block n cock that muthafuckin gat 
Blood on my skin, blood on my fuckin clothes
Lookin like a madmane, I'm a fuckin psycho
I don't fuck with ya click, y'all some busta ass hoes
Turn ya fuckin hood into ground zero 
Pagan playa sacrifice ya to tha old gods
Got a bad lil witch shakin ass on tha car
Pull up to tha function, turn that junt to a brawl
ACAB wrote in blood on tha muthafuckin walls

Str8 Up Out The Ouija Board

Back again blacked out I pop out what’s happening? 
Shout out to Missing no tapping in
Exclusive, elusive, you losing but choosing continuing self inflict bruising
I prophesize incoming ending, please weep for your majesty, agnostic shooters they blasphemy
Question behaviors and who has been favored I think I was cursed with this apathy
Found myself a new low
What the fuck you motherfuckers thinking that you know?
Nothing i don’t hoe
Killing by the milly, population control hoe
Bagging like I’m Frodo
Cholo with the pogo, don’t get shot up like a photo
Cause Im colder than the froyo and you chicken like el polo, can’t fuck with you putos, yall culo
You still sucking your thumb, alien gun need no drum
Alien blood in my veins its the Ouija that doesn’t belong
Scream cuz she ride on my um, xanax I mix it with rum
Shawty is thick fuck a snickers, they thinking like where is she from? Dont fuck with you bums
Shining like I’m Megaman, I bear this pain
Bear in mind I’m homicidal, make levitate
Right hand rests on top the bible, Im lying straight face
Faced enough of blunts Ive smoked my whole body weight
You might see me at the tip top, where you is not
Most you motherfuckers had one song that blew on Tik Tok
That’s where it stops, your hits flip flop
Heavy grinding, need no diamonds, need a motherfucking headshot, guess I best not
These idiots the issue
If you think you’re safe, you ain’t, just let me get utensils
Simians with missiles wearing human tissue
Chalk around the bodies turning corpses into stencils, Im mental

MOBBS RADICAL- WAIT!(PROD. MOBBS)

NYCL Kai

Skate Bitch

Prod Bleak Beats
Mix and Master By Tumaggz

Lyrics :

Feeling like i overdosed
Venom in my stolen rose
Hexed Up
Feeling like you next up, that holy ghost 
bitch im hexed up
walk into the building with my chest up
feeling like im flexed up
you fuck with me you messed up
ho

i dont wanna talk to you no mo

leave me alone

i just wanna be at home

witch i got no place to go

fuck it ima
take it tho
IMA DRIP INSIDE HER THROAT
woah vision trippy moving slow


pop a couple hydro i am psycho
walking the tightrope
make it cycle
here comes the spiral ay


run around town with
leash on a hellhound
hell bound
tattoo my neck now
i'm getting checks out


im swinging fist for the gang
fuck it ill soak up the case
look at us wrong and you dead in the grave
mane

it's that war
the lord
pulling out my sword
please
don't ask me what its for
its for slicing off my horns

feels like i'm suffering everyday
i pull the glock out the safe
puttin the metal to temple n squeezing away
i got the wraith
sniffing the oxy its straight to my brain
slicing my skull n i drip like a drain
look at me flashy the gold in the fang

Feeling like i overdosed
Venom in my stolen rose
Hexed Up
Feeling like you next up, that holy ghost

Hexed Up (Prod. Bleak Beats)

IG: richtalk23 🕷️
Midwest Hellspawn🦇

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