Where Did Da Time Go?

Samurai-Xavier Wulf & Bones

Is Ignorance, Truly Bliss (Prod. Hothweelz & GMF)

Flamed Up (Prod. GMF)

Right Type, Wrong Time (Prod. GMF)

Indo (Doe) (Prod. Hotwheelz & GMF)

Where Did Da Time Go? (Prod. Hotwheelz, JoJo, & GMF)

!m Sorry

Long L!ve

S!lence !s Loud

|| LYRICS || 5th track 
Its tha livin dead
Livin inside my head
All thse mf mutilations
Fulla of that Drink, natural flavors bitch
Smokin on that muha meds
Chiefsta takin a swig of that
5th 
40% 
Chase it down wid a blunt bitch
Walking around like da livin dead
Got my empty bottle in my hand
Next to my mista reaper
This nightdreamer
Catches all the striking frightenin nightmares 
Da angel of death, Praise the 
 Voodoo practicing
Bury ur gallery in the ground bitch 
Tiptop comin at cha widd this rare shi
Type of evil doin
 That Blair witch project in the woodz.
 footage of your last day
Cradles of the graves
Bustas better make sum some way
Persuade from all these woke possessions mane, 
Kill all the priests n popes
 beheaded of the executions 
 Blood print over his face
It’s those revolutions times
Concern for my devils
Heaven ain’t a place we gots to leave or gots to see
He’s back from tha living dead
Tiptop Druid n chiefd 
For the demons sons
Bitch you ain’t becoming one of us
His remains stuffed in a body bag
Be half of his soul still trying to speak WID you
Magic cards, OUIJABOARDs, all the above of
evil, healing my peoples, 
humans beings don’t control shi
Only the living dead spirits do.
Only one I cheers wid my mf bruj 
Fuck u n ur crew, 
we got the druid tiptop in dis bitch,
U cannot fuck wid tha CUSCHE clique n the cvrsed clvn you son of a bitch,
It’s cvsche click in this mf ho
CVSCHE CLICK IN THA PRODUCTIONS..

CHIEFSTA - LIVIN’ DEAD (Prod.TIPTOPDADRUID) (VOL.2)

*ROUGH AZZ LYRICS BELOW*

Baby tell me she just trynna smoke it to the sky,
I could do the things ya need once the heart shaped locket didn’t cry
I don’t wanna hold the heed, yet the sculpture was a lie
Buildin devious we puttin back with ooze
On the twos witta 22, we heard the news
Fuck a niqqa talkin bout? I can see the way ya want the clout
Even through the walls of smoke in front of aqua teen the hunger force, you dropped the horse as soon as all the things you see, they crumble then they disappear, the ego threw the towel & couldn’t drink the water here, it stared into it’s own reflection very clear, missin all the signs & help so now it’s deep inside the fear, whatcha really finna do when you just in a place? Stuck between a hard place & a rock? back against the wall like wock, now there seems to be no escape, I’m gon find it in me for us all to motha fuckin fight, I’m not droppin all this shit, we gon always chase the mothafuckin sick

Baby tell me she just trynna smoke it to the sky,
I could do the things ya need once the heart shaped locket didn’t cry
I don’t wanna hold the heed, yet the sculpture was a lie
Buildin devious we puttin back with ooze
On the twos witta 22 we heard the news
Fuck a niqqa talkin bout?

BLIX$EM - THE HEART SHAPED LOCKET IS CRYING & THE SCULPTURE IS DYING.

IG - @817.darko @realtrxllion 
Prod & Master: @817.darko & @realtrxllion
Cover art: Inferno

Right Type, Wrong Time (Prod. GMF)

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