___________ NOTHING TA SAY 😤😤😤😤😤😤

I GOT RACKS WOADIE
TWO STEPPIN WIMME
HELL BENT GETTIN RICH
YOU AINT DO IT FOR ME
OUTTA BUCK CITY
WILD CHILD WIT IT
LOOK ALIVE I ARRIVE WITH THE STYLE GRITTY

MY CITADEL RACKED UP NO BACK UP ITS JUS ME N REVY ROCKIN SHIT
ROLLIN OFF THE DIRT IM UP TO LONG LIKE I DONT NEED A BED
HOLLA AT MY DEMONS HEARIN SOMEONE CALLIN BACK THE WIND
PARANORMAL VICES IM THAT PHANTOM WITH A SILVER WRIST

LEG SWOLLEN 
FLUID POURIN 
POTIONS GOT MY SHIT IN MOTION 
HEAVENS METHOD 
KEEP MY WEAPON 
FUCK THAT BITCH I LEARNED MY LESSON
HOT SHOT JUNKIE I AINT GOT NO TIME FOR FUCKIN FEELINS
HONOR ON MY BUSINESS IMA PUSH THAT PRESSURE TO THE LIMIT

DO OR DIE
IM BONA FIDE
KEEP THEM RECORDS HIGH
BREAKIN BINDS
CUTTIN TIES
ONLY STAIN TO RISE
KEEP ON RUNNIN JUGS SMOKIN BLOOD PLAYIN WITH THE KNIFE
CANT STAND NEXT TO US FUCK YOU THOUGHT BETTER RECOGNIZE

ELEGANCE ON MY GLORY IM VEXIN UP TACTICS FLAWLESS
THE WAY I KICK IT IS PERFECT COMPARE MY SHIT UP TO PROPHETS
ITS THAT REVEREND FOR THE MENACE MOVIN WICKED WITH MY MOTIVE
TAKE A PAGE AND LET IT FESTER PASSIN DOPE TO MY REFLECTION

IM THAT BAD ADDICT IM NOT BAD AT IT I GOT BAD HABITS 
REAL STATIC GETTIN REAL RAGGED YOU JUST REAL AVERAGE
FOLD MAGGOT MORTUARY LAVISH BODIES TURN TO ASHES
NAUSEOUS OFF OF THAT COFFIN POPPIN GRAB THE SHOVEL IM SICK OF TALKIN

NINETY FOUR TONE AND MY BASE DIVINE
HUNNID BODIES IN THE PACK DROP AN EIGHT IN THE SLIDE
SIX BLADES ROLLIN FACE BITCH IM PAINTED TONIGHT
KEEPIN THAT POLISH IN MY POCKET OUT THE GUTTER DEIFIED

I GOT RACKS WOADIE
TWO STEPPIN WIMME
HELL BENT GETTIN RICH
YOU AINT DO IT FOR ME
OUTTA BUCK CITY
WILD CHILD WIT IT
LOOK ALIVE I ARRIVE WITH THE STYLE GRITTY

MFA

RACKS (prod. REQUIEM CULT)

ELEGANCE IS ON MY TATs

TITS ARE OUT RIGHT ON MY SACK

IM FLICKIN BACK, GRANDMA TV ON THE STAT

MY PAYMENT LACKS, IM MAKING BARELY - EYES ARE ON THAT BEVERLY ->

EYES ARE CROSSIN  DAMSEL IN DISTRESS, BUT IM A SCARY G

MARRY ME, OH GOD I NEED YOU ON MY MATRESS, MISTRESS WITH WHIPPED-OUT BLACK LASHES

ON HER LIMBO BENDIN BACKSA, BDSMIN LIKE ACTRESS

I hit the hattrick

women are clackin aand Cluckin spit up on my cock

my h eight is honored by a god

Ima demi stricken hot

Im gone

Cut the devil let him out like fuckin megaphone

Im etchin in some cemetery shoot em in the zone

Trippin on whats necessarily packed up in the bong 

Making medical on mind Im feeling like im wrong

But im not

Im like a riff played under clock

Timing impeccable raps are so succulent palpable

scalpel go into yo buck, get buck, step  buck

Eleven steps from heaven I made it to cliff top of bodies I papped

Im making a mockery of all the fuckery, know you want nan of me but Im your god

IM GONE (PROD. SOUL)

Sinizter & Ouija Macc-OSCAR MEYER! (prod. FLEXATELLI)

Lyrics:

Run away from this place
Never look back run away
Into this door I open wide
To be rebirthed a final time
Realize my hidden purpose
Close the curtains on this life
I ain’t talking suicide
It’s time to slow my breath and try
Time speeds up
When you out in the light
Brightness coats everything in my sight
I’d rather sit tight 
In the grasp of the darkness
Turnin my foes to a carcass
Better pay attention to the words that I say
When I lurk wit the blade
Cut a smile in my face 
And watch yo skin tone fade
Got you pale in the face
I see the fear in yo gaze
Boutta make you break
Better know yo place
I got you hoes on yo toes
Leaving you leakin from yo nose
Throwing these bullets 
Toss you to the maggots
Your spirit gets tainted under the eclipse 
Contort yo body rip yo flesh
Got you pleading for yo death
Won’t show mercy
Feeling thirsty
Drink yo blood drain out the rest
Show you pain you ain’t know you could feel 
I’m an undead god ronin ready to seal
All these bodies in a coffin
Never open up the casket 
Burn yo funeral and leave you motherfuckers in a field 
Bitch I’m ready for a fight
Think you know the meaning of might
Spillin out yo organs
Silent breath malicious visions
I Might break all of yo bones
And turn yo ass into some victims 
Hoe

It’s that mane who be bringing the pain
You see me crowned in my anguish
Skin in the flames
Weaving bodies into totems
Warding off all of these bustas
Come around and you gon learn
The reason they all call me deathless
Motherfucker get a grip
Better stand yo ground or you go limp
Walk up wit a Kama splitting lips
You should know you just a bitch 
Carving all em up and then I dip
I ain’t fuckin worried boutta tip
They gon find out 
Undead rise when I summon em up
I bring a violent kinda vibe
That you all eatin up
Boutta stomp my feet
Onto busta bitches faces
Leave em bloody and disfigured
Disemboweled and beheaded 
Gripping that Muramasa 
Bitch I’m cutting you up
Don’t give a fuck bout the law
Bitch I’m serving em up
Magickal curses 
You fuckas got warned about
Testing yo luck 
Step to me you turn inside out
Step up to my door yo fate is sealed
From the start
If I answer when you beckon
Know it’s bullets blades and blood
It’s the mane
Catch me cutting that fuckin 
Smile in my face
Tattered flesh around my mouth
My eyes have sunken 
Skin withered yuh
Black eyes staring at you
From within the darkness
Hark of the bells
Watching this place begin the change
It peels ‘way and shows you mane
The face of evil
Bound in chains
It says to you it’s time to die
You cannot stop the thousand eyes aye

SILENT BREATH [prod. Undead Ronin]

SMITHEREENS

Bit by bit by bit by bit by bit
Picture esque demon with a motherfuckin whip 
At ya hip - ya didn't think that I would miss
Im in a map you culled already your unconscious needs your pledge
But you hegemony - head up ya butt you want the edge and money 
cant cut that ice with some paper you need the hammah honey 
you need a chemical, pivotal, 1-2 Mayweather soul
I'm not a capture pull Im leaking out what you already know
Engulf the flames let it breath
engulf the flames let it taught you wanna be
turn the world into glass and you'll start to feel seen
cuz we're watchin from above destroying crystals with our beams
Im a demon - ima ima ima ima ima
Did you want to tune the violent gunna
Hold it in your hand the archtype speaks
Im in a count the crease
Simon says that im a stunna plummets eyeless ease

BREATH (PROD. MANUEL)

Blade out

Retract the pain

I can feel her

Along my blade

But I wanted out

Stuck in wait - im insane

Got the people callin up behind me gunshot to my brain 

and im bleedin bleedin bleedin bleedin

Yeah im leakin credence out

No not like creed I mean incredible flawless credibility bout how???

This aint no jung or tao, yeah im not a youngin now

im now thirty - feelin dirty

That pain is pulsin out my mouth

Wow

Did you think I wanted to do it for the crown?

Make em think that im out for the pink and the absence of some lawless impoverished slouch 

Nahh im not about that

Im making out the whole slack

-Relational truth between the tooth you refuse to call back

So I call back

Put it my call back

Gather around 

We're waking and baking and breathing and teasing each other until we set on out 

words distort the meaning but this a prison  and were' breakin out

CREDENCE (PROD. MANUEL)

written / performed by @blckbrds
prod. Scottzilla
eng. @tumaggz

BLOOD:HOUND

Surprise title track along with a release of the album on all platforms today. Enjoy!

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Spheres in my mind, choke notes from the kind who are walkin in the bay roof
field wanna talk but we're tellin them they're fake, so I wait and I unwalk soon
Not an extension - not a dimension, yeah I dont go boom
Temporal can suck my dick, logic quick cut it down past the tim buck 2
-
Twisted in the mouth, run it up on the town turn those yellow hues violet- blue
Make the lights down, colors dont surround ya in the realm that I pull from through
Silence is golden, you are beholden to idea this aint true
Detonate the symbols, let em hit the cymbols, vibrate with an earth pain too
Im a medical
Lakes at my throat and im spillin out the call
we need to do a cull - this language is old
keeping us stagnate void of evolve
But this void is just evolving
Like a Sisyphus rock it dont stop at a song with
key in hand - gonna morphisize a sonnet
Make you reflectin - I cant make bet in

MISALIGNMENT (PROD. SPHYNX)

THE WARRENS

what if 1 atom only changes will u notice (lost words ending)

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CREDENCE (PROD. MANUEL)

SCRIPTZ

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