WHY CANT I GET AWAY [ Prod. $CREW ]

EVILMANE X STYX - EVIL TENDENCIES (PROD. AKOZA)
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Cover art by @ky6nite

FINALLY GOT THIS TRACK UP WITH MY BOY STYX. SHYTS LONGTIME OVERDUE! ENJOY THA JUNT. SHOUTOUT THE HOMIES IN MOST HATED.

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Lyrics:
EVILMANE:
CRUISIN DOWN THE STREET
OG’s ON THE FUCKIN CREEP
BUMPIN EVIL PIMP & SMOKIN WEED
I GOT THE HEAT UP IN THE SEAT
FUCK WITH ME YOU GONNA GET LIT UP LIKE MOTHAFUCKIN TREE
EVIL PLAYA TENDENCIES 
KILLIN ALL MY ENEMIES
AS A MAN YOU GOTTA WATCH YO  MOTHAFUCKIN BACK BECAUSE THESE SNAKES UP IN THE GRASS THEY TRYNNA LEECH OFF WHAT YOU HAVE
SO WHEN I WALK MY PATH
HOLD IT DOWN LIKE ITS MY LAST
THERES NO TOMORROW GUARENTEED
YA LIFE CAN END REAL FAST 
BECAUSE THE REAPER CHOOSES WHEN YA TIME IS COMIN TO AN END
ALPHA WOLF UP IN THE HERD DEVOUR SHEEP THEY CANT DEFEND
KILL EM OFF WE LIKE EM DEAD
MOTHAFUCKA I AINT YO FRIEND
BITCH ILL BREAK YOU DOWN INTO THE GROUND AND WATCH YOUR CORPSE DESCEND
FEEL THE PRESSURE FROM THE MYSTIC PLAYER 
RAWOG THE EVIL SLAYER
PARALYZING BUSTA MOTHAFUCKAS IN MY LAIR
EVER SINCE THE YOUTH IVE HAD THIS DARK UP IN MY BRAIN 
I KNEW THAT I WAS NOT THE SAME
I LEARNED THESE DEVILISH TRAITS WONT GO AWAY

STYX:
Its STYX up in this bitch
And Im bringin the pain right to yo brain
Smokin on that sticky icky 
Keeps me from going crazy
Im a lunatic thats one of a kind
The kind that stays inside yo bitchez mind
Im all about that do or die
Cant no bustah ever make me fold
Always going in with everything I got, I keep on grindin for the most
I dont want nothin lesser mane
Have these mothafukkas take a seat
Class is in session
Hear the winds of change
Big hustla comin from the down unda of the map
Where we stack our racks and swang off in sum slabs
Take a good look at the truth that stands in front of you
Bow down to the ones who be killin shyt
I know yo bitch be feelin this
All these hoes know to respect a pimp
They be lovin the way I limp
Thats my gangsta walk
Fuck the talk Ill cross you off the chart
Lookin like a fuckin stain
Leave you inna ditch
Yall aint really nothin but sum victims to this shyt

EVILMANE X STYX - EVIL TENDENCIES (PROD. AKOZA)

Dmize n i just gettin a few things off our chest... Produced by me (Da Menace)
D O O M S H O P R E C O R D S

Da Menace X Yung Dmize - Goin Insane

Ace $now$ x Insomniac - Fuck Dat (prod. SICKMANE)

BLAZIN UP THA INK FT. ACE $NOW$

FUCK DA COP [ PROD. HOSPICEMANE]

PROD. BLACK GRENADE

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"FUCK DA HATERZ"

Im always thinking about why do people wanna hurt me?
Is it the reason that they wanna be me?
Illusionz from the dark
Let them start
Cause i know they wanna fucking kill me
I know this can be the  end of me
All these mothafucking enemies
Dont like me, wont they see
Im the mothafucking shyt
Cause they wish they were lit
Mane, i know im fuckin great
All i do is bring them pain
Starin at me across the room
Waitin for them to fucking shoot
Better kill me now, before i stomp u too
Rob yo loot
death is what made u thought it through
Aint gonna lie, gotta survive
Cause i dont wanna fucking die
Thinkin about my death alot
N Someday gonna take a shot


Waitin for the day when im dead
Deleted moments from my brain
Wishin that i never lived
But another chance is a gift
Its another hit
Goin crazy in this shyt
Cause these hoez be gettin in my head
While i still be gettin bread
Doinn too much drugs
Its too much
Catch me at the spot
Paranoid, feelin that im gonna rot
I aint with this fucking competition
Thats not my mission
Im too fucking viciouz
Women too delicious
They always wanna fuck me
They alwayz wanna luv me
My smile doesnt joke
Intimidate ya as i fuckin smoke
If you hate me
Come to me toe to toe
Il break yo fuckin boneZ

ROTTING (Prod. Black Grenade)

SCYTHERMANE x DEAD$ET - LEAD RAIN [Prod. Undaground]

BLADED BUTCHA

MORE SLYYE AND HEXMANE ON THE WAY.

PRODUCED AND WRITTEN BY SLYYE AND HEXMANE.

MIXED BY HEXMANE.

BIG SHOUTOUT AND THANK YOU TO HEXMANE.

LYRICS:

[SLYYE]
I cherish the days, when you were at my football games
Sitting in the f-150 bumpin' Isaac Hayes 
The commodores and Al Green, the music stays with me 
I’ll always think back to the times we lived in Tennessee 
Before the misery, that was too soon to ensue 
I miss all the car trips listening to the blues 
Always watching the news and sittin' in the den 
I never had a clue, I was a kid back then.

You were my dad when my own father walked away 
You kept an eye on me when mom was working late 
You never led me astray, you told me do your best 
It broke my soul when we all had to lay you to rest 
I try to stay out of trouble pushin' on through the struggle
Even though I slip up and on occasion I fumble 
You listened when I was Mark, and now they call me SLYYE 
No direction in life, deep down I still wanna die.

[HEXMANE]
And If I die, nobody batting an eye sat and fed the denial 
But happiness is a lie
Keep on eating the bile
They fed you since your a child
Telling you how to live and telling you when to smile
I tried to break out the chains cause they never gave me a file
Selling me all these scripts and they selling em by the pile
Just elements in a vial
Turn that shit to a powder
Press it into a pill
Still crying up in the shower
I’m sorry I had my fill
 
And the milk is getting too sour
I tried to rid of myself and I’m nothing more then a coward
Working away my life I’m climbing a crumbling tower
Climbing a broken ladder for pennies and no power
Ticking away the hours
Till I can burn up the flower
You can pick at my brain but only if I allow it
And nothing will ever change all my demons will pull me backwards
Only thing I learned was in the end nothing mattered

AS WE CLOSE THE DOOR

SLYYE X HEXMANE - AFTER WE CLOSE THE DOOR

2ND TRACK.

THERE IS HELL TO PAY.

PRODUCED BY ME, SLYYE HIMSELF.

LYRICS:

[SLYYE]
Bitch it’s SLYYE of MISERY and I’m kickin' down yo door.
With that Anna on yo chest how bout you come and meet your foe. 
Get some buck come test yo luck against this lord of wickedness.
Eyes red, full of fire, I am your antithesis.
Black hair, I don’t care, I will make you waste away. 
Beat you down into a pulp until your blood stains my face.
With the grace, with the force, without any hesitation. 
You will bleed real slow, from this twisted act of hatred.

Look what you brought upon, now you will see. 
The grave consequences of challenging me. 
Manifestations of malice and violence take hold of my brain. 
It’s best you run and flee. 
You cannot be saved, there's hell to pay.
Paying the toll with your bones and your pain. 
Devil shit, crucifix, Satanic rituals. 
Slicing your veins, the blood will rain. 
Creepin’ and schemin’ I’m reaping your life. 
Guttin’ you slow with a slice of a knife. 
Makin’ you pay with the ultimate price. 
Paid the disaster with a sacrifice. 
Burnin’ below in the depths of hell. 
Decayin’ flesh is the festerin’ smell. 
Demonic entities, horrid propensities.
Rise from the fire, they will prevail.

[HOOK x3]
Gangsta shit, shot to yo brain like a .45 . 
Bustin' the lead through yo head now the punk dead. 
You bustas ran yo mouth now you will pay the price. 
I paid the disaster and the muthafuckin' sacrifice.

SCYTHERMANE x DEAD$ET - LEAD RAIN [Prod. Undaground]

DEAD$ET

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