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Antagonist 🕷

Only Warning - @CoaastGxd and @Sixthells
Produced by @Sxmpra
Mixed/Mastered by @Netuhbeats and Sixthells
Art by Halo Black

lyrics

[CoaastGxd]
So I said follow me (Follow me)
Now they all borrow or copy me
So much for obvious flattery
Had to be sad to see family suffering
Happily slashing 'til throats open sputtering

Lower than guts on the floor laying dormant
Lower than moss on the corpse of a forest
Lower than hell to exist for the torment
We the lowest that low gets

Bitch, we the lowest that low gets
I been draining your corpse like an orange
The blade penetrate you like four inch
I fuck her face
She was Mormon
Bitch we the lowest that low gets
I been scrubbing this blood out the foreign
Boutta dip its like 4 in the morning
You can consider this your only warning
Do you wanna play a game?
It's called "How many bodies can I fit at the bottom of the lake?"
Have I ever been sane?
I been running with the devil ever since i learned to think and lost faith
When every day's the same
The hurt, the pain,
The church, the shame it don't change
So i cursed the light and chose the flame
The dark rage stoked what became
A life lived inside of a heart-shaped cage
I evicerate you fully like a sarlacc pit
and then I spread your severed body on the tarmac pitch
Leave you leaking like a faucet from the off-hand stitch
You said you wanted to be dead well mother fucker here it is
I don't give a fuck about a change of heart
I can't stop once I start fuckin tearing you apart
The way I flay and then display you is a work of art
Grind your body to a powder
Load it
Smoke it in a cart

[Sixthells]
We're the undertaker
Life just get so bitter
Me and CoaastGxd ripping you apart
Better hide your sisters
No manners yea we hopeless
Take a glance fuck grasping at your heart

Fuck a pussy bitch up
Can't stop killing
Gas to the dome
Might grip on the chrome
Your faith just dropped to the floor from the ceiling
Opposite of basic
Flashback acid
Life's distorted
Living Maverick
Fuck what they think
And I think they just average
Facing the facts that they can't achieve greatness
Envy the past then you wanna feel nothing

Only Warning

Only Warning w/ Sixthells [Prod. SXMPRA]

SALIVA GREY x MVKO x 99ZED - MELTDOWN

Weed, Titties & Satan

Overdrive ft Sinizter (prod by Gerah)

produced by: https://soundcloud.com/markveins/tracks
art by: https://soundcloud.com/thornwallstudios
recorded mixed and mastered at Thornwall Studios

Act Off Emotions

SNXP - ACT OFF EMOTIONS (Prod. by Mark Veins)

feat. @twentythree777

prod. @akvri

art. @spiiral_ on IG 

LYRICS:

(SPIIRAL)
i know i’ll never be ok
i know i’ll never be the same
but i will not die in vein, no
i will live another fucking day, again
i know i’ll never be ok
i know i’ll never be the same
but i will not die in vein, no
i will not watch or waste away this day

don’t have time to be sad
got no time to relax
living in tinted glass
sitting here, blocking out greenhouse gas
passing the hours like that
forming a perfect pact 
crucial to make this last
i know i’m cold but
you’re an animal, critical
all you say nonsensical
i’m barely fucking hanging on like a 
tombstone creeping in my skull
i’m cynical, minimal
lurking, got my principals
reflections looking back at me
like a vision dripping in the pool

(TWENTYTHREE)
find me up inside the mountains
if they’re talking down 
i’ll send a hollow where their house is
never talking for a mouse, yeah
take all of the gold
and burn the building where i found it
never need enough or any more
walking out the cold 
i’m finding silence up inside the walls
hit them where it hurts and take it all
follow me inside the dirt
i’m leaving blood up on the floor

(SPIIRAL)
i know i’ll never be ok
i know i’ll never be the same
but i will not die in vein, no
i will live another fucking day, again
i know i’ll never be ok
i know i’ll never be the same
but i will not die in vein, no
i will not watch or waste away this day

NEVER BE THE SAME. (feat. TWENTYTHREE) [prod. AKVRI]

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Cripple

I been pullin all the dollars since i was a plug
Fresh 16 burnin down a bag by the midweek
Crunch time festivities 
Meant choppin up a molly for the kids
I’m breakin bread, I’m like a king
Don’t make me force feed all you dumb thieves
With my flair get your own thing
Biters like a zombie with your bones stickin out
Showin what is weak havin doubt never standing out

Crucify 
Hang em out to dry with their hands tied
Wouldn’t wanna die with a sad cry
Wouldn’t wanna die with my hands dry
Hate me cuz I love the money 
Funny that the figures hittin high notes 
We ain’t even try though I know
Rollin round the town with a 3OD tote bag 
With the Crows Dotti tell em how it goes

Crow with Three or die
I almost did from three ODs
Every rapper that ask advice I tell em three important things
Bigger numbers ain't gon' fix you
Trust the corvids in your dreams, and your homies ain't your homies less they prove it on the weekly
Shotgun up out the closet grip the grip like it's the Yamata
Dropping the expectation, ain't the shit you thought you wanted huh?
Chronic habits
Talking about the Soju I'mma vomit up
Chase the shot with Roku
Hoping its better when I cough it up
Boo tomato tomato
They call me rude
Ain't No use
Brd the same mother fucka' that cooked your goose
Shorter fuse
Man you smooth brained
Thoughts could use some food
I fuckin' hate people, so why would I fuck with you?
World got a pistol at my feet 
It shoot the ground and yell dance,
I wanna go to fashion week but I'm too tired for France
I hold a hand out then pull it back like a government grant
Fell out the sky so fuckin hard my ankle broke on a branch
I been in line too long
I wanna beat a man with a stanchion goldfish span
Bitch you can't hold my attention
Keep the money in the wall like the bald Bryan Cranston
Not my fault you still appalled by shit you don't understand
I'll double the cash
Like I cloned Johnny
Mask got a hold on me
Lapped em
I can see it on the dash
I'm Dali
You're bold and brash
Running they lips like a mustache
Don't care to answer
Why'd you ask?
All this shit get taxing
Damn l'Il grab me the flask un

Twisting up the finger with my kinfolk
Pop another soul 
Reaper coming out the cove 
Warning warning warning 
187 with that death flow 
Salivating at the crows talons 
Soaring to the next door
Just a few options are left on the table 
The days are a mix of depression 
Unstable 
I press on for reasons unknown it’s no wonder 
I sit in this slumber somehow 
Still delivering all the fevers 
Tremor hard in the back with a broken heart 
Rip my soul tag 
Stash it in the fucking bag 
Just a rebel to the drowned out 
Hollowed out words of a world 
Decayed on a level that I’m 
Never with that mutha' fuckin' devil 
Bringing out the evil 
Whether heaven has a seat avail
I’m willing to sit back inhale
Living is a curse 
Last time was the worst time 
Rippers of the west side 
We Three Or Die

I been living off the flesh of the beast
For some time
I’m a crow 
Plucking out the eyes
Every time I die there’s a reason
Heathen season has arrived
So tonight I’m alive
Blasting every mother fucker who denies
3OD
187
We will never compromise
Crippling the foes
Time for you to die
Fall asleep in the dirt
Now your kin left behind 
Cold skin
Closed eyes 
Not a soul will be surprised
Brain dead on my head
Got led in my weapon
The crows come to feast
While the fake still pretending
It’s still BLANXX
Still fuckin' picky
Stuck with the crows
Now your death will come quickly

Cripple Feat. Blckbrd

MARAUDERS (prod. yuki beats)

Lyrics
--
First Verse:
Yeah,
I woke the fuck up this morning,
Like I'm tired of living,
Tired of giving everything,
And fucking tired,
Of swimming,
Fuck it,
I'm drowning,
I don't see a reason for me to smile,
So Im frowning,
Nobody really gives a fuck anymore,
So I doubt it,
And I find it,
Really hard to trust now,
I got my guard up,
Don't let nobody come around,
How much time,
Did I waste on that bitch,
Just for her,
To milk me of all my money,
Then go and dip,
That's why,
I don't believe in relationships,
Cause in my mind,
All of that to me,
Is fake as shit,
You say you love somebody,
And then they dissappear,
And in the end,
It's like,
They were never here,
And then you left with the scars,
And all the pain,
Then all the thoughts come,
Of how it wouldn't be the same,
You fall asleep,
Then it goes away,
Inside your dreams,
Waking up,
To another fucked reality,
------
Hook:
If the waters really that deep,
Then I can't swim,
So let me drown,
Cause ain't nothing inside,
Wants to live right now,
Yeah,
They tell me it ain't that deep,
But I can't feel the bottom,
With my feet,
So maybe I'm just scared,
Cause everybody swam away,
And left me right here,
------
Second Verse:
Yeah I'm 29 now,
And I can't even tell you,
What it is worse,
Since I was young,
I used to smile a lot,
Now I'm feeling like,
I got hit,
By curse,
Always feeling hurt,
I was homeless,
I guess I'm living now,
When everybody come around,
I still feel down,
Even when I'm smiling,
The truth is,
I'm probably just faking it,
I don't believe in nothing,
And I don't even care no more,
I'm sleeping my fucking floor,
I try to lock my door,
And hide behind the blinds,
When they ask me how I'm doing,
I say that I'm fine,
I know that's a lie,
We was cool,
For like,
10 years,
I looked out for you everyday,
But you know that people change,
The picture,
That you have of them,
Inside your mind,
Is probably not the same,
Paying a thousand dollars,
Every month,
For child support,
If I don't,
I'll probably go jail,
Feeling like,
I'm burning,
In this fucking hell,
Will I make it to the end,
I probably couldn't tell,
If I'm being honest with you,
I'm not feeling well,
I tried to make some merch,
But that shit wouldn't sell,
Let me hop on this ship,
I just want to Sail,
Everybody used say to me,
I'll probably fail,
While I wish them well,
---
Hook:
If the waters really that deep,
Then I can't swim,
So let me drown,
Cause ain't nothing inside,
Wants to live right now,
Yeah,
They tell me it ain't that deep,
But I can't feel the bottom,
With my feet,
So maybe I'm just scared,
Cause everybody swam away,
And left me right here,

LET ME DROWN (Prod. Yung Pear)

written / performed by @blckbrds
produced and engineered by @tumaggz

CON$UMER

Download / Stream "The Redeemer" - https://linktr.ee/XZARKHAN

Prod @dozydoe

This that shit that gonna start fights
This that shit that gonna crush your demons
Make it through them dark nights
Now you're swimming with the great whites
Ima make you reconsider slow your roll
And pump your brake lights  

Heard they saw me at the grave site
Seen a vision of my life flash before me through my foresight
Try to kill me but you all die 
Sacrifice me i reversed the odds
Then made you out my fall guy 
I'm from Phoenix always bullseye
I was twelve with a gun never run not on my time
Yall fugazi fucking quazi 
I was born in this city keyser soze fully fortified 
Look in my eyes all i horrified
If your like me we don't wanna fight never had to glorify
Yet i'll splatter you and laugh at you 
Not what i wanna do but have to
You know i'd be glad to 

Big bad zar running up on you
What won't do is what i do 
Gimme your soul gonna chew on you 
I command the Phoenix zoo
Came with your heart but i saw right through
Came with your head but i slaughtered you
Can you imagine what time will do
We want it more than you promise you 

Big bad zar running up on you
What won't do is what i do 
Gimme your soul gonna chew on you 
I command the Phoenix zoo
Came with your heart but i saw right through
Came with your head but i slaughtered you
Can you imagine what time will do
We want it more than you promise you

Buy/Stream

XZARKHAN - The Redeemer (Prod. Dozy Doe)

navsegda

LYRICS:

Verse 1: (tuMaggz)

I don’t tell these pussies shit cuz
Pussies talk a lot
I won’t pass a pussy shit if smoking
Woods still makes him cough
Don’t step foot on Gladstone
We protect the spot like Camelot 
All my Hellhounds down to scrap 
We swing em hard with all we got

Riding
To the spot we wylin
Hit a motherfucking cop he dying 
Hit a motherfuckers block while smiling 
Took a son from his mother she crying 
All of this shit ain’t tough talk 
Everybody hates a nigga no Chris Rock 
Everybody wanna see a nigga wrist locked up in some steel 
I ain’t talking bout no wrist watch

Yeah that boy might kill his parents but he ain’t gon kill me
Met a foreign bitch from Paris she gon get on both knees
Got a fresh pack boy you smoking on that old tree
With yo dusty musty crusty ass boy you ain’t no OG

Whole game fucked 
All you niggas got it criss cross
See you stunting on em 
Why you rocking all the Ross drip
Smoking on that wood tip 
Cheaper than a Cheese Nip
You be sucking dick
For a feature on some bullshit
Shooter with a full clip
Boy drop that pin
Got seven whole niggas like Sect finna send 
Straps can stay back handle this like some men
But we know you a coward so we gon roll in 

I don’t tell these pussies shit cuz
Pussies talk a lot
I won’t pass a pussy shit if smoking
Woods still makes him cough
Don’t step foot on Gladstone
We protect the spot like Camelot 
All my Hellhounds down to scrap 
We swing em hard with all we got

I don’t tell these pussies shit cuz
Pussies talk a lot
I won’t pass a pussy shit if smoking
Woods still makes him cough
Don’t step foot on Gladstone
We protect the spot like Camelot 
All my Hellhounds down to scrap 
We swing em hard with all we got
	
Verse 2: (Cardeairé)

We swing em hard with all we got
I knock a nigga out his socks
We pull up on him like we lightning leave his ass straight fuckin shocked, huh
Now he lookin at the sky, cause that bitch got fuckin dropped
Smokin good shit got me coughin 
Put him in a coffin and leave him to die
Bitch nigga run up on me then he must got a death wish 
Floppin around like a dyin fish
Rich nigga shit I’ll hit you with a fresh whip
Playin wit me and you dyin bitch 
Prayin to not see god and shit
Sayin you just want out of it 
And I’ll put you out yo misery 
The last thing you’ll fuckin see is me
Wit a smirk on my face 
I bet the shit that you said you wanna take back 
That’s not how it work in this place 
You just another fuckin homicide case
Homicide, suicide, genocide, I call that shit icin the cake 
They say Sect you don’t got a fuckin heart
Then I got a organ to take 
Then I got a organ to steal
Everything so fake to me so it ain’t hard to point out what’s real
I got bitches that pay for the bill
Them niggas go crazy yeah they go stupid when they be off of them pills
I put that pussy right in a coffin then I’m headed to the hills
Bitch

Coughin' (feat. Sect Unit)

Coughin' (feat. Cardeairé Latrelle)

LYRICS


MVKO

Black suit and a black mask bitch here to cause problems not here to fight crime, hoooh, 
You don't wanna see what's in my backpack give a veteran flashbacks leave a body outlined,
Walk barefoot through a field full of land mines rounds in the clip that will eat your whole bloodline hungry for the money bout to cut the whole lunch line got models takin lines to the face thats a punch line,

Feel like agent all my Doors need an eye scan,
Feelin paranoid Keep 2 clips on the nightstand, 
Sick of everybody always thinkin im a nice man,
I'll rob your money buy a plane and fly to Thailand, 

Been up for days,
Get the fuck out my face,
Your bitch hit my line she slide to my place,
We Know you can't hang,
So Come meet your fate,
One hit from the blunt make you fly into space,

Rounds from the choppa leave you lookin like spongebob, 
Hell dog cartel cuttin bricks with a bonesaw,
Pistol on hip Arthur Morgan im an outlaw,
Got a problem im a doctor bout to make a house call,
Sliver like a snake severus, 
Bitch i lean when i bust, 
Headshot clean when I rush,
Tire screech kickin up dust,

Pull up to the bank,
When I walk inside that motha fucka everybody know my name,
We are not the same,
You ain't stand for nothing go seppuku motha fuckas watch you fall upon your blade, yuh 
Poison in the clip we gonna aim it at your head,
My Middle finger to the world dont give a fuck about a bitch,
Got a couple killas in the clique,
Better go and sew on up your lips Instead of fuckin talking shit, 

Mvko tha drako,
Stack up my bankroll, 
Lean in my faygo,
I'm getting fucked up,
Where did the day go,
Im out in Waco, 
Ima keep on pushin till i get my halo,

Stickin round the flame like a blacksmith,
Your bitch room smell like cat piss,
She move my dick around her lips like chapstick,
Givin her the dick then its back to the labyrinth,


JMATTSON 

Black shoes and a all black fit mothafuckas thinking they could fuck with JMattson 
classic 
Known to roll a blunt and never pass it 
wax hit put me in a mothafucking casket 
I’m on the move and I stay with a bad bitch
Pussy mothafucka catch a fat lip
Actin gonna get you caught up in the action 
talkin like you with the shit but silent when it happen whoa
Don’t call me your bro 
Stupid motherfucker why you coming back for mo?
Torture methods imma have to dig em up a hole and when I’m done with em the body unidentifiable 
Fuck out the way bitch 
I’m out the matrix 
suicidal thoughts 
but somehow I made it 
Run out the bank with 
uncounted payments
I’m a nice guy til I run out of patience 
Whipping in the honda bruh 
these bitches wanna follow us 
they tryna fuck and swallow nuts 
I’m headed to andromeda 
you talkin shit anonymous 
it doesn’t even bother us 
I turn up like the volume does
Bitch boy talking online think it’s fun til he find out I’m the wrong one 
Imma catch him lacking me and Mvko beat his ass until the mothafucking song done

INNARDS IN MY RILLOS (feat. 99ZED & BADKIDMIZU) [prod. Jake OHM]

SALIVA GREY

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