SCRIPTZ

A nihilistic dark trap track. Distorted bass, eerie textures, and vulgar, raw vocals immerse listeners in mental rot and unstoppable corruption.

DECAY

ProGress - Make your thing

STAY TRUE TO YOURSELF NOT IN THE FLESH, BUT THE SOUL. WHEN ANGELS CRY KIDS DIE AND THE WORLD AS YOU KNOW IT IS MOLTEN, THE ONLY THING THAT REMAINS WITHIN YOUR HOLLOW RIB CAGE IS HEART. #MAINCOLLECTION

THE BATTLE OF BLAIR MOUNTAIN (FT H!RO/TXLIBAND)

[Verse]
Demon chick lickin her lips
Lookin for that long dick
Twistin on the level, feels wrong kid
She needs to be in the underworld with the prong king
Sitting it on my throne, looking dawning
Eating shrimp off a platter, now athena is my mistress
Lookin for something real, need unimaginary kisses
Ive been at it so long but god always keeps me missin
These hoes dont give me a chance and that's what keeps me hissing
On the mic now I'm gonna take down the whole damn system
It's my right now, cleaning up the mess that you've been listen
Do with rap first, and then I'm trasnfering all my pistons...
To sophistry, mathematics, literature and all the pissin
in the pot, I want you to grow up a bit, not
Join my team I'll show you the way to the devil's pit his lot
Eat the fruit, suck that juice and rest with prada's bitch caught
Rick jaw lady demon he is slicing shit off
Yeah
Cutting to the top, blood is sliding  now dripping of, blades are drawn
Looking for a new team will accept my song
I'm writing from the heart
But now I'm feeling wrong
Second guessing my raps, now she wants me fucking gone
Uh

Gone

[Verse]
Red alert the demon's rising from the hidden hell
Hollow on the bloodlust why is metal in the smell?
Mercury is runnin through my veins, I'm shifting lanes and shells
Turning inside out I'm like the thing without his cheap-ass kills 
Shapeshifter, rage quitter - I'm the fuckin cage kicka
Break out of prison with all of the massive dun ice mage trickas
Yeah
Chantry's pissed but we are taking off
Breaking through our chains we are like django with the glock
Cop yo top
//
Im the kingpin jin want manicure
Start the engine and then pan the air it's in your hur
Breeze fucking sneeze gotchya with your geez cautchya with your sleeze
And we're marchin for the trap we want the cheese
Crunchin numbers and the fact for fuckin lease
Sell my soul to the devil and eject the last release 
Ready to drop you in the fuckin hell gonna burn you like a tease
Ash tray sizzle whip I'm branding both your kneeze
Ink blots in your clots internal tattoos with the bleed 
Turning into angel who will eat my enemies 
Flying to the peak this eagle hunting mana keys
Looking for the answers that will bring back dire peace
uh

NIGHTCRAWLER

[Verse]
Etch in the frost
Yeah
Write up your name with the blood in the snow
Brass in the basement, fuckin temptation
Gettin in my head get in the way of flow
I cant get it out these voices are cold
I cant expect help I'm lost and I'm old
I cant inject hell from massive bolt pull
Insert the shell and then cock back the bolt 
Got my rifle - but I'm fuckin stifled
Cant aim in this blizzard now its getting frightful
The mass is complacent but I am lone wolf 
The task is adjacent to taking out a god
The mask is for faces that golden teeth rock
The brass is in basement, like I said in pump
Now I'll pump it back and massacre the some
Shotty on my mind and I'm bleeding out some gunk
Shooting all the goons giving pleasure for the cunt
Got the hoes on fleek I'm a pimp with a gun 
Pass from erasing, looking for the sun
Jack up the latent, power has begun
Yeah
Rasp up a reason to tinue with all of the filth
Pass up with prada and draw on your skill 
Cross up black border and break out of shell
Last of the hoarders that bodies do fill
//
Twist up that fuse
exit grenade
We're not blowin bodies were throwin parades
For the best of the demons and the masks on the apes
Fiendy linguistics icing on the cake
The pain is so hard
But I am a god
I nest with the dead
And I give them my call
Summon lich army for the motherfuckin cull
gonna lick a bitch farme looking for the salt 
Bad baby in the fuckin world with a pro 
Sad baby gonna fuckin furl when it snows
Gonna read her
Gonna feed her
Gonna task up a list and compete her
Twisting and listing the meters 
Kilometer hours are sneakers
We're going too fast and we're going to peakers
A queen and a king and the last of the seekers
Yeah

LONE WOLF (prod. Sketchmyname & Vaegud)

[verse]
Call me a fucking god
Call me what I am not
Cull me with sumthin tough ->
Sell me to the fuckin ruts
And eat up all the rot 
Casper is purpose
Ghostly and masked up my life has the surplus
Of freedom and artistic dreamin the curses are on my back I cant determine...
Whether or not I am vermin
Wheter or not I am learnin
Weather is hot I am burning
Sun down moon is out now I am turning
Yeah
//
Break -- down
Brass from the clown
Lookin to the finals, looking for that round
Pi is shiny vinyl, shook me on way down
Kinda like a rhino, chargin for the crown
Cost is so high so ill massacre town and eat up all the souls and plant bodies in ground
Pass up the stressed up sound
Let it breath - be a team and wick up that count
Getting bands getting fined from the hounds
Shifting sands now the earth is burning out
Slitting hands cuz the time is now found
No more left in the fuckin hour-glass by the pound

DIMEBACK

[Verse]
Enter the reaper and pull down your scythe
Cut drawn fuckin yo mother yo wife
I'm a dogg
Yeah - I'm lickin the knife 
Blood on my lips I am haunting this life -
Got all the shits and the giggles entice
I'm a jester on throne and i'm telling you thrice
Joker in pattern I'm now between ice
Cold as the freak who will hide in the night 
Retch out, cheap off, cold
Lie lot, break off, rake it into mold
Rise up to the top and give into the freedom world
Bow to the devil and learn to rest with the only gman fold
The fuckin suited who are at the top and they are only nestin demons
Stab em in the back when the least expect it they got the will to free jin
Let that genie out the weather's lookin like were cheesin
Puttin in that fuckin buttered clout wer're robbin easy
Banks and the jewel stores weatherman is sleazy
He's looking for that finish thing so he targets us with breezy
Jetstream dotted bullets at our dome from fiendies
Now we're bleeding out I cannot beleive it the brains are so creamy 
Retch in, rich on, warm
Lie no, piece in, rake it into swarm
Yeah
Cars are foreign - whippin in the fuckin GTR that's armed with horns
Step outta car yakuza katana is now flipping out my core
Kisses from the phantom I am bleeding out your list 
I'm the bride lookin to kill bill cept your the target of my fists
Press cicada into dirt and give that lucky bug a squish
Life is not worth living if you are an insect by the inch
Let me help you with that shit

Cicada

LYRICS:

SIXES ON MY WRIST IM REALLY BOUT THAT DEVIL SHIT HOE
TAPPIN INTO ENTITIES THATS WHY I BLACK OUT AT EVERY SHOW
COLOR IN MY HAIR DANGLY EARINGS LOOKING TACTICAL
IF YOU WANNA RUN YOUR MOUTH MEET ME IN THE BACK LETS GO

SITTING IN MY ROOM IN THE DARK SEARCHING FOR THE STATIC
OFFER UP MY BODY AS A HOST BUT IM SYMPTOMATIC
I AINT BEEN ALRIGHT FOR A MINUTE THINK IM SCHIZOPHRENIC
IVE BEEN SELF MEDICATING COOKING LIKE IM IN THE CLINIC

EVIL ASS PIMP WITH THE PUMP IN HIS HAND IMA BOUT TO BLOW YOUR TOP OFF
EJECTING ROUNDS THEN I HOP IN THE VAN BLOOD DRIPPIN DOWN MY FACE DOG
IM THE UNDERTAKER MEET YOUR MAKER SKIN YOU LIKE A HOG
THROW YOU IN THE LAKE FOR THE GATORS BITCH SAY MASELTOV

BITCH I REALLY THINK THAT IM POSSESSED
FEELS SO GOOD TO GET THAT OFF MY CHEST
WASNT SHIT BUT NOW IM CASHIN CHECKS
CA$PR COMIN FOR YOUR FUCKIN NECKS.

YOUTUBE

CA$PR - BITCH I REALLY THINK THAT IM PO$$E$$ED

HOLOGRAM (prod.  k4stet)

CROSSHAIRS

Shout out to @bustthatsag21 for the production!

Whole EP was made in around 2 hours

Lyrics:

Walk up with that dagger motherfucker you in trouble now
Speak in tongues and cut my hand
I’m summoning the devil now
Get back motherfucker you don’t wanna buck with me
I grip the wakizashi tight and now I’m preppin for a slice 
I’m about at my wit’s end
You about to get sent
Down to the underworld
Hades ready to torture you
These stupid busta bitches always talkin out they neck
Never ready to fuckin bust it out like all that lip they spewing 
You a bitch 
Imma god to these motherfuckin frauds
Get out my way
Less you wanna fuckin fall
Wrap barbed wire round yo neck and hang you high up till you chokin out 
Undead Ronin evil like Beelzebub you bowing down bitch

BLOOD MOON

UNDERWORLD

BLOOD MOON [prod. Thorn]

NEBULA (prod. gpo)

Lyrics:
Back off bitch
I’m sick of the shit
Don’t trust no one 
But my one true friend
Never again will I get backstabbed by a bitch 
I won’t let you into my house anymore
So get bent 
Imma turn a new leaf like I just fuckin did
When I dump yo fucking body in the hole you eat shit 
Imma monster but I’m not the fuckin issue
Look into my eyes and tell me that I’m fuckig lying 
Get the fuck out of my face
Run yo lip
All the time but spew shit
Never making any sense 
But people still think that you there for them
I don’t give a fuck 
I can see through all the lies
You a stupid motherfucker and I hope you fucking die
That’s a fact real shit
Bitch I hope you fuckin die
Pop a pill or hang yo neck
I do not care I will not lie 
Hide yo face like a bitch
Sayin lies like a snitch
But I’m better than you 20 thousand times over so eat my fuckin dick
You a pussy motherfucker always taking shit
Cannot even afford to support yo fuckin kid
Fuck you fuck yo clique 
fuck yo family and bitch
I was better off without yo tyranny and ignorance 
Pop a motherfucking pill you junky 
OD and make all us happy 
And maybe fall down Into hell and suffer more you fucking bitch

SACRIFICE

BETRAYAL

BETRAYAL [prod. Undead Ronin]

Huge thanks to https://www.instagram.com/ooge.art/ for making the cover and logo!

prod. https://soundcloud.com/k4stet

SLOTH (prod. k4stet)

feat. https://soundcloud.com/scriptzrap

prod. https://soundcloud.com/tokkizbeats + https://soundcloud.com/ripvxnn

mixed by me, ttyl, and RIPVANN

Lyrics

verse 1: youngmindtrip
one track minded
I stay blinded 
my goons mobbin, yeah we boutta start a riot
250, 495, DCR the set we ain’t goin out quiet
mindtrip toxic
mindtrip neurotic 
he’ll end up in a grave when he run outta options
yeah I’m nothing but a corpse laying in the ground rotting
I ain’t worth shit, got a body fulla toxins 
hit em with the choppa make em do the fuckin dougie
yeah he talkin all that shit, but pussy boy you cannot touch me
hit my man noeblee, got some money to make
yo-youngmindtrip stay equipped with the blade
two glocks on my side 
know the gang gon ride
when the glizzy pop pop know the pigs gon die
two glocks on my side 
know the gang gon ride
when the glizzy pop pop know the pigs gon die

verse 2: scriptz

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RIOT! FT. SCRIPTZ [PROD. TTYL + RIPVANN]

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CROSSHAIRS

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