Prod. nothingtodo
Lyrics, Vocals, Mixing/Mastering, & Cover Art by Red Dot

Wraith

A wild track appears!

Lyrics
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GOT THE BERETTA IN THE SUIT-A
I FEEL BETTER WHEN I SHOOT-YA
DONT WANT CAMERAS NOT IN THE MOOD-UH
PICTURE ESQUE DEMON WITH THE SHOES UH 


I DONT KNOW WHAT YOU WANNA DO
BUT IM FUCKIN TELLIn YOU THAT I aM OUTTA the RUDE
THINGS TO SAY - SO ILL SHOOT YOU IN THE FACE
HEY, I'm a carry this AK = can i can i - fuckin jade 
Crowned jewel that trash is mane - midas touched fo-ferdays 
Forty five chrome I'm rolling ALL MY mainS
Think ill do the pally strut, JULES WINNFIELD WITH A CANE
i TAKE YOU THROUGH THE VALLEY OF THE DARKNESS DODGIN THIS CHICANE
oLLIE OFF A CLIFF, FAKIE SWITCH AN ACTRESS RALLY TAMED
bITCH
mY NAME IS NOT ANOTHER TALENT i CALL SCRIPTZ
iT IS MY ESSENCE i TAKE THE WISDOM THEN i FUCKING FLIP-IT-OFF
Climbing up the ladders where they slit em off 
Im like a kid, in the bizz, rubbings hands when im armed... 

GOT THE BERETTA IN THE SUIT-A
I FEEL BETTER WHEN I SHOOT-YA
DONT WANT CAMERAS NOT IN THE MOOD-UH
PICTURE ESQUE DEMON WITH THE SHOES UH

BERETTA (PROD. DUMBCHILD)

Hope you like it guys, little surprise drop for Saturday

Have a good weekend


Lyrics from notepad (will reformat):

TELL ME SOMETHING BITCH - I LIKE THE LOOK OF ALL YOUR FLAUNTER DEMI-URGE IS PISSED
BOUT^ HOW^ YOU^ DRESS^ YOURSELF^ I KINDA THINK ITS NOT FOR KIDS, BUT I know THAT iS YOUR RIZZ, 
Tricking  simps, ima cannibal on the bizz - fucking eat the men who kiss those data sheets 
Rings of power on their hands, they got got the silk miata beats, I got the phonk dont need a ft - 
likeness skullfuck manson fleet,  Drugs where the guns are kept I keep it by my fuckin feet, I draw the anarchy
I draw the anarchy right up onto my body - my life is like a tour show I treat it as a safari
Drawin pictures of these animals I throw a pity party, then I bleed em dry, disembowel them with a sawed off shotty 

Im unamendable cannon the bowl, jumpin it out now I am smoking like fo - getting so high charge a red flag like bull

Tear down the enemies while I am blunted you know im not full - sword not always sharp so I smack in your skull

With a bitter black bat, not a quitter step back - breaking your dome I am the whole, yeah ---


Competition isnt scary I got vision as my mission, throw a fit when I am very pissed off or indifferent 

Im a mimic - taking yo soul since the bibin, fuckin off the world for the powers are fishin for the fission

Nukes are off, got my dukes up - talkin' alot kinda had it with the rot of the world that i bought

of the world that I bought from the cops and the caught and the limbo beings naught they weave the world with the clocks

They weave hte world

TELL ME SOMETHING BITCH - I LIKE THE LOOK OF ALL YOUR FLAUNTER DEMI-URGE IS PISSED
BOUT^ HOW^ YOU^ DRESS^ YOURSELF^ I KINDA THINK ITS NOT FOR KIDS, BUT I know THAT iS YOUR RIZZ, 
Tricking  simps, ima cannibal on the bizz


Im unammendable cannon the bowl, jumpin it out now I am smoking like fo - getting so high charge a red flag like bull

Tear down the enemies while I am blunted you know im not full - sword not always sharp so I smack in your skull

With a bitter black bat, not a quitter step back - breaking your dome I am the whole, yeah

ROYAL APOCALYPSE (PROD. NEKK)

I’m like six feet deep
Creepin’ on this society  
Supple triple tap on the trigger for the meek
I’ma nemesis with the wraith cloak on fleek
Im another dividend cut from the souls you seek
Cut from the blank cloth you need
Im another vivid man with the nether vision man
That you never gonna finish got glock-tucked-keep 

Packin’ and hackin’ I’m risking the happen-stance
Anyone mess with me become a body lance
Shield for the lord of the hottest of shawties man 
King pimp mixing ice with all the bodies man
Young ripper trippin’ on rituals
His actions are pitiful
But that’s why the pulpit died, and what remains is a hell visual

Im taking all the answers sinful
Glyphs, rifts - I scribe the rich a misty dig flow
I’m on a panic, I think ill hunt the pigs now
Society is a mess, you see it when the ink slows

I wake and die
I cast that stone and then I fly
Floating from the blood I buy
Transactions critical with souls I cried
Dripping and trippin with geometric shapes covered in red emerge from all of the trimmins
From the bodies that I am grimmin’
Trespass and its nill-end

SIX FEET DEEP

prod aragoth
Mix & Mastered by @aragoth.die
Cover by: https://www.instagram.com/sathvriel
https://www.instagram.com/prophets_death/
https://www.instagram.com/sinizter_/

(Lyrics)

PROPHET:
Ay
I can’t control how I’m feeling
I always feel like the villain
But smoke a blunt then I’m chilling
I get so high touch the ceiling 
Asking yo bitch what her deal is 
I’m with the fucking cap peelers 
I’m with the real deal killers 
Im on the block with the spinners 
And all the windows are tinted 
And now I been getting money 
So I’m just counting my digits 
Shoot that boy up watch his twitches 
I’m always acting so vicious 
My trigger finger be itching
I’m with the sharks you’re with fishes 
I wipe the scene clean like dishes 
And I don’t fuck with nobody 
but they still writing their disses 
I’m boutta make em go missing 
The homies acting suspicious 
I might just kill off the witness 
Cut up his body need stitches 
I put the bodies in trenches 
She gave me mouth like a dentist 
bitch Im down with the sickness
I’m with the bloods I’m not cripping  
Blood on my blade it keeps dripping 
And like a fucking acrobat 
How the shotty gon flip em 
Bitch I’m ripping and dipping 
I got the ak extensions 
For anyone in my mentions
I broke the law but fuck prison 
They’ll never book me they’re tripping 
I’ll catch his ass when he’s slipping 
Tango down thats the mission 
I got a gun from my homie 
It was a nice b day present 
I got some partners in heaven 
I hit the block with a semi 
got a new Mac 11 
And can't wait to get pressing 
always applying pressure 
got the blade 
His head severed 
Fuck a priest 
and a reverend 
I’m in the cut 187
And imma prophet not peasant

SINIZTER: 
1-187 bitch I’m dumpin’ out 30’s
I came equipped and came to kill I’m at your door do you dirty
He tote that grip up in them pics but he don’t shoot it he pussy
I know his bitch she like the drip, she on her knees know she thirsty

I’m goin’ Kill Bill with katanas, think I got they attention
I copped that brand new Glock it got the drum mag extensions
Underground up in that chokehold give these boys hypertension
I’m trained to kill that’s my profession I don’t make no exceptions

Hold on…
Bitch I’m creepin’ at yo window send his
Soul home…
Out of this world, I go E.T. I make him phone home
Bitch I’m creepin’ at yo window send his
Soul home…
Ya soul home…let’s go!

TANGO DOWN (feat SINIZTER)

MOBBS RADICAL- MADE IN ABYSS(PROD. BABYBOI + TECSHAWTY)

Screaming through the fog zone -
Cant see anything Im feeling odd now
Dont hear many-things, just the dog sounds
Howling in the distance, I think I'm on the wrong route,,
So I pull out the pistol, many things you call me but I am not a bitch dough
bringin vietnamee, the palm trees are a great view
I got vows to kill my enemies for rates yo
Im a hitman, pop his dome im feeling great wow
This shit has got to be the best, baretta and a bullet proof kevalier vest
Not making mess, my kill are so clean, quality test, assured I attest, you think I dumb flop like a bitch,  I'm prolifically death 
Gone man Ima fuckin never miss, ima devil kiss - making out with satan feelin so pissed, blood lust in my mind so much its runnin through piss
Waking and baking then slitting them vacant, hang em up dry, crucifix  patient, stone-cold like emotions I mason,  (re)'pressin that shit till its time for the tastin'

PERFECT EXECUTION (PROD. PERE)

KARATE

Subwoofer Cult - Dubstep Instrumental DJ

@CoaastGxd - Between the Devil and the Darkness
Produced by @Station666
Engineered, Mixed and Mastered by Eddy Vocals @ lyrics studio
Art by Lvxvryartdealer

Lyrics
I don't wanna die,
I just wanna fly for a minute then it all goes white,
I dont wanna drop,
I just wanna toss back shots so my heart might stop
I don't wanna die,
I just wanna fly for a minute then it all goes white,
I dont wanna drop,
I just wanna toss back shots so my heart might stop

If shit broke homie I'ma fix mine,
Loc'd out,
Did it all without a cosign,
Always stay high so you know we never low-flying,
Find your own lane (bitch)
Cause I control mine
I dont wanna shakedown but if we cross paths,
Im'a make sure that you leave with your teeth knocked back,
Fuckboi thinking hes all that,
Clap back, skull cracked with a tee-ball bat

Drive slow with my head hung low,
I got the devil on my shoulder and he telling me "Go"
Put the pedal to the floor,
Watch me float off the edge of a bridge,
Oh shit, 
This is it.

I don't wanna die,
I just wanna fly for a minute then it all goes white,
I dont wanna drop,
I just wanna toss back shots so my heart might stop
I don't wanna die,
I just wanna fly for a minute then it all goes white,
I dont wanna drop,
I just wanna toss back shots so my heart might stop

Blood drips down my wrist,
I'm alone again,
Fuckboi in a ditch,
Cut his fucking neck,
Slit six inches deep,
Bleed you like a sheep,
Dead rats in the trap while a fucking sleep,

Breathing in smoke til I choke,
Black lung with the slack tongue, (nope)
Cough bad til i spit black ash from the back of my throat,
Half-assed from the first to the last class,
Worst half of an unmotivated rap goat,
I'm a fiend for anything that helps me die slow,
High-key bi-polar on the low,
I might be older but i still feel broken

Between the Devil and the Darkness

Stream on Spotify

Between the Devil and the Darkness [Prod. Station 666]

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WXVhp0ZRkvc

ENGINEERED/MIXED/MASTERED by @tumaggz
PRODUCED BY @therealzxro & @notvaro

7 Days that's 7 grams of wax & blunts on blunts
Wedding Cake Gorilla Glue I'm smoking runtz on runtz
Run it back I'm loving that don't give no fucks no fucks
From the back I hit it from the back then from the front
Never front, never did & never will hoe
I get streaming money while my head rest on my pillow
Never fold, never sell my soul for a mill hoe
All my shit organic you paying for plays it will show
I could just slide in your bitches DM's 
And you not gonna say shit
I be so high when I pull up and park 
Gotta hop outta spaceship
Getting so tired of hopping on twitter
And seeing the same shit
Posers on posers and internet thugs
All you bitches are basic
We popping up in the underground 
When we pull up do the run-around
Bitch the militia don't fuck around
We get our cash in abundance now
Pussy boy talking we hunt him down
I tell him don't make a fucking sound
Everybody in trouble now
Yeah that's a bet and I double down
7 Days that's 7 grams of wax & blunts on blunts
Wedding Cake Gorilla Glue I'm smoking runtz on runtz
Run it back I'm loving that don't give no fucks no fucks
From the back I hit it from the back then from the front

7 DAYS (Prod. ZXRO X VARO) *VIDEO IN DESCRIPTION*

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