GO RUN UP THE HOMMIES SHIT @STEMODITY DP GANG 


FT. @STEMODITY
prod. @ISTASHA

LYRICS:
[stemodity]
crawling my way out of a place that stays veiled,
dripping with blood infused with the feeling of betrayal,
somebody's gotta win at the end of the deal,
turned over to the wolves who give a fuck how you feel,
there's ones who break their bones and scrape skin for their next meal,
we're ones to break phones and complain about chemtrails,
can't wash away the shame like blood on the staircase,
finding life a drag, nobody called it a fair race...

wishin for a ticket to get over the nightmare,
got you rotting in your mind, you turn around and it's right there,
leakin, bleedin, screamin, jumpscared by peripherals,
lil stevie can't seem to get a grip on the meaning of control,
sorry bout the sheets,didn't mean to get the blood soaked,
liquor won't wash away the sin but the floods will,
I don't got no problem finding out the vibes
inside the room im leavin soon to my tomb 'fore the doom ensues...

[BRUXISM]
Take Ls and tell tales, (tails),
I'll take heads,
two face(d) bitches with fake nails, and filler in their lips 
Yeah You talk shit, not gon' drink your flavor aid it's toxic,
Don't you look back, right on sight you'll turn to salt bitch,
Uh oh!
Uh oh!
Who's that? who's said what I say ain't sell?
Blowing up my phone like Ted Kazinski sending mail,
Night flyer, cryptic cryptid mystifter,
You can watch the shadows in your cave all you desire,
Scratching the itch, antihistamine,
Listen see, follow my words like scopolamine,
all you need know is not knowing's enough for me,
Others seek knowledge, acknowledgement,  sympathy,
I just kill in cold blood on some Gacy, Bundy, Dalmer shit, 
I am Bruxism's complete lack of humbleness
When the hunted turns hunter you'll learn the word plunder,
it burns, the church crumbles,
the hunchback of nothing,
So sick, I can barely speak, look into my eyes,
Pollution is online and Digital our time...

Border/Line Ft. Stemodity (prod. Istasha The Scrub)

Lyrics:

Mvko:
The voices in my head are taking over think I'm going crazy
Hear the howlin' of the sirens from behind me pigs are chasing
Don't care what they saying
Fuck you pay me
Bout to kill the beat like John Wayne Gacy
Anybody really wanna try to come face me
Ain't a single motherfucker that can replace me

Nobody breaking me
All of you fake to me
Stand in the flames feel the fire embracing me
Dragging me under the demons they taking me
Wipe me from history just start erasing me

What you really know about war time
Fuck the Geneva commit war crimes
Reaching the summit my body temperature plummets I'm so sick of the runnin' I need downtime

Sinizter:
Bitch you faceless
I’m talkin’ nameless
You still the same bitch
Guess things don’t change bitch
Bitch you faceless
I’m talkin’ nameless
You still the same bitch
Guess things don’t change bitch

I don’t ever wanna hear another muthafucka throwin’ dirt up on my name
Circle jerkin’ off each other but I know that deep inside you pussies lame
Comin’ up in the views and I be stayin’ up in the news knowin’ y’all just stay the same
Got ‘em reachin’ out to me like shit was sweet but bitch I know your game

I ain’t got no time for the bullshit
Smith n Wesson loaded with a full clip
Talkin’ up out his neck he get the full clip
Kung Fu Kick, with the full fist

Backstab me I cut you off now
Put food in yo mouth, about to stop now
Frontin’ to me tell me you been down
Shoulda joined the circus you like a damn clown

Bitch you faceless
I’m talkin’ nameless
You still the same bitch
Guess things don’t change bitch
Bitch you faceless
I’m talkin’ nameless
You still the same bitch
Guess things don’t change bitch

Ghostface Playa, Mvko & Sinizter - Faceless

OutsiderX & Ak3k - Salt (prod. Silence)

Lyrics:

Hook:
Grip tucked, grip tucked when I walk out/
Do the most, do the most you just talk loud/
White chalk around yo body you get X’d out/
Smoke off the barrel tip now you a man down/

Grip tucked, grip tucked when I walk out/
Do the most, do the most you just talk loud/
White chalk around yo body you get X’d out/
Smoke off the barrel tip now you a man down/

Verse:
Y’all just numbers on a screen not even one hit wonders/
I’m on my throne above like Zeus I’m ‘bout to bring the thunder/
I pull ya card like I’m the reaper triple 6 the number/
Tracer rounds up in that 30 turn him to a gusher/

I’m like Picasso with the Glock I like to paint pictures/
I’m in the pit I’m throwin’ hands I’m runnin’ fades witcha/
I don’t fuck with all you lames ‘cause y’all some snake bitches/
Spit my verses like it’s scripture makin’ seven figures/

I’m addicted to the violence/
Warrior like I was Cyrus/
Resurrected I’m Osiris/
Fuck yo morals I’m a nihilist/

I’m addicted to the violence/
Warrior like I was Cyrus/
Resurrected I’m Osiris/
Fuck yo morals I’m a nihilist/

Hook:
Grip tucked, grip tucked when I walk out/
Do the most, do the most you just talk loud/
White chalk around yo body you get X’d out/
Smoke off the barrel tip now you a man down/

Grip tucked, grip tucked when I walk out/
Do the most, do the most you just talk loud/
White chalk around yo body you get X’d out/
Smoke off the barrel tip now you a man down/

OFFICIAL MUSIC VIDEO

Sinizter & 7oh2-SMOKE OFF THE BARREL

FONZY (prod. frettypool)

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Whip out my 45 for the fuckin' fool
Take a 44 and shoot up heroines by the pool
43 reasons whip yo head with this toolie brah'
42 suiters pack 'em dumpster or a coola'

6666 I'm countin' 24-hunnid
For a sorta hooptie tune it up and make it more haunted
Black pearl paint, grim reaper scribed on door honey 
Rottin' in my basement till the room is lookin more sunny

That's forever bitch, you think you'll see the weather bitch
Not a chance in this hell you can even ask that heather bitch, but
She's a corpse and I don't know what is for
Cut it up, hydrochloric acid spilled all over floor
Yeah scriptz

Etchin' in the skull
Twistin' at the face
Stomach fuckin punctured with a beautiful blade
I'm runnin' out of patience, I'm itchin' for that pain
let my victims never go, they're all lined up in the same
Limb by limb in a bucket that I dumped in the sea

I write a message on the corpse, blood letters with the aim
Scriptz was what I wrote, never forget on my name
Raking enemies for vacancies in hell that they're destined

Pierce the veil now I'm peaking through
(Whip out my 45 for the fuckin' fool)
Raise to hail all this djinni brood
(Take a 44 and shoot up heroines by the pool)
Build a wall, waking them all, we're beyond your tools
(43 reason whip you head with this toolie brah')
Pullin strings, is their ting, but I channel through
(42 suiters pack 'em dumpster or a coola')

BLACK PEARL PAINT

Dragon's Flight

ANEMIC [PROD. HAARPER]

Lyrics:

Hook:
Pop lock and drop it
Shorty pop lock and drop it
Sinny fuckin’ on yo ho' and ain’t no way to stop it
Smokin’ Panama Red next to the pilot in the cockpit
I been off dat bottle betta be careful I might pop you, yuh
Pop lock and drop it
Shorty pop lock and drop it
Sinny fuckin’ on yo ho' and ain’t no way to stop it
Smokin’ Panama Red next to the pilot in the cockpit
I been off dat bottle betta be careful I might pop you, yuh

Verse:
I been takin’ shots all atcho team you betta watch it
You don’t know who I am but just know that I be watchin’
Fuckin’ on yo shorty, say she like me cause I’m hot shit
Say she tired of you because you washed up and you not shit
Always shoot to kill, my pistol dead you like it’s John Wick
Catch me in the Maldives I be smokin’ on exotic
Don’t fuck with nunna these rappers ‘cause they fakin’ like they got it
All of you sound robotic say the same shit but you not sick
Transform like a Lycan, underworld I’m like a vampire/
My words they pierce ya skin like bullet holes you hear the gunfire/
Smokin’ out ya troops they wavin’ flags they want that ceasefire/
Sky turns black it’s judgment day commence the rain of hellfire/

Hook:
Pop lock and drop it
Shorty pop lock and drop it
Sinny fuckin’ on yo ho' and ain’t no way to stop it
Smokin’ Panama Red next to the pilot in the cockpit
I been off dat bottle betta be careful I might pop you, yuh
Pop lock and drop it
Shorty pop lock and drop it
Sinny fuckin’ on yo ho' and ain’t no way to stop it
Smokin’ Panama Red next to the pilot in the cockpit
I been off dat bottle betta be careful I might pop you, yuh

POP, LOCK & DROP IT (prod. PLOTHO)

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FONZY (prod. frettypool)

SCRIPTZ

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