Hit the bottom of the ice scene
Yeeeaaaaah, I've got bitches who dont like me 
Kinda, wet with stiches nylon ice cream
Rip that shit i murder bit with chucky trike dream
Pulling up, like a grider call me blight queen 
Jigsaw saw flickin split yo wiggin with a spiked beam 
Louisville bat, fo yo back I club the fight three
Dont talk about that, I heard with the pack and I minute men vice dreams 
Yeah...
WOLF UNDER TREE OF LIFE FOR a fucking MINUTE,  MRS SCARY BUT I'M SUNDERED FROM the ROGUE WITH buffy LIMITS
DUAL WIELD MAKE ME KNEEL BY THE fairy TURNER TIMMAh, FAIRLY ODD BUT IM a GOD got MAGIC FOR THE fucking LEER LIT 
Leer lit, palying harp for cart I'm bowser but I bleed
Black ink out my pits I answer quiet what I need
Truth, tooth break ya with the pliers pull yo teeeeth uh uh
I'm like trevor withour terror got that shit in spades on me
Licking the the box with the flickit I'm off, cutting the mathces and drilling the cause 
Witch with the lich got the children of oz, minus the tinny man drag him with log
I'm like kratos atereus I burn my wife - loki on my backside he's a curse but that's my strife
I make riches off the kite, throwin spindle off the plight,
So get off purse I use my money to cut luck from all the light - new cloth, new boss, I'm a wizard with a knife
Bang my staff down you shall not pass even gandalf likes my height...
Yeah scriptz

ICE CREAM TRUCK (PROD. NETUH x ELLIS LOST)

HYPERCORE (PROD. K4STET)

JON T 
INSTA @https://www.instagram.com/jontegang/
SC https://soundcloud.com/jontbeats

CATCH 22 (PROD. JON T)

TWISTED FAITH

Little drop, it's hard for me to hold onto songs but ima take a complete break from making stuff for a few days

Sippin on that iced tea, think you’ll wanna light three

Blunts widdah cunt I keep on a black leash to fight me 

Pimpin my demeaner is holy right to take mic keys

Rhyming to the signs and the symbols putting forthwrite G

Forthright, Ill tell you if im honest, put the light into my sonnets

You’re a fuckin gonah if you ignore my drama

I write like sonic, got terminal velocity on it

Like jin and tonic, I mix together I’m hinting comet

Im minting coners, common conmen who like to condemn it

Yeah - we’ll fuck the world’s laws like they are roped upside of bondage

Huh - and I’m sick of all the pre-madonas who try to cop  us with their looks but they know they lack the talent and status

Sippin' (prod. Trulife)

thank you for listening!!

lyrics-

It’s windy out today but Wendi still gon’ hit his target 
I got plenty reasons plaguing me to swiftly go and harm ‘em
Kardashev was right, and now it’s like we’re gods
You’re all some martyrs
Tear their cartilage 
Convert their hopes to carbon 
Sayonara
Voices done took over 
Call me Violet now
Try to play the soldier, get put through the ground 
Mind is blacker than the shade way past the clouds 
This earth ain’t for shit but pain I’m pushing out 
Crumble to the floor
Get ripped and strained 
Go run when I’m around 

I can’t hear a sound
It’s all shrouded and them voices in my dome are getting loud 
Vi don’t trust you, then at least you get to drown 
On the cusp of killing ‘cuz I’m on the prowl
Skin drilling
Someone get this bitch a towel 
Make ‘em feel it 
Watch ‘em drain out by the hour 
Soul devoured 
I don’t think that shit is real but still, I’ll push you even farther 
Got me started 
Just like Tundra 
What’s a life? I’m built much harder 
Racked with infinite unrest but, hoe, I’m still un-fucking tarnished 
Hold on, right back to the carbon
Puny fuck
You feel the sun too much and you just gon’ expire 
You’re corrupt 
I’m tryna see if you’re still tough facing the fire
Kastaway the prince is with me and he says that you’re a lier 
I don’t want to jump the gun, but still, this pump gon’ get ‘em flying

Ari Aster when I’m riding 
Alex Garland how I visualize 
Giles Brenner
Dark Places if you look into my mind 
Tarantino 
Touching on my weapon with you in my sight 
A natural born killer so I’ll leave ‘em in a crimson tide
Aye, Yung Red Miller how I’m swanging with the steel 
Pass away 
Now they’re hanging by their ankles in the mill 
Fence hopping 
Find the lowest elevation for the kill 
Make ‘em fade 
Straight decaying 
Pumping fake but I’m for real 
Brother Mason in my brain 
He says to break them and their will 
Butchered right through everything 
We tend to save less than we spill 
Lead astray 
Below the grave 
Got flames to raise 
And planes to fill with endless pain 
Cannot be tamed 
You’ll take their place until your quantum fields degrade aye

YUNG RED MILLER (prod. HOODS)

from the mud

April Baby

_my_bod_my_choice__a39a4f0a-659f-4f6f-9060-e3cd6e24b72b.mp3

Lyrics:
Mark of the beast on my Magick Kult tee
Ripping a busta on a track but never gonna coming at me
I’m on a mission to killing and filling a hole with stupid bitches 
Leaving and bleeding em better learn your fuckin lesson 
I’m about to be the god that you gon' fear
Boutta be coming and fucking em up
That evil that you know is fuckin near 
Ronin the fuckin zombie crawling out of the grave
I’m ready to watch you pass away today
Wakizashi sharp enough to slice you into pieces
Ready for the battle but you know I’m gonna be faster
Gonna be killing all these stupid motherfuckers 
That’ll be stalking and talking about me 
When I get up on that stage that pit gon open break yo teeth hoe
Never say my name
Never speak it you will pay
Grabbing the fucking blade and I will show you 
Exactly where you fate ends you bitch

Grip up on the motherfucking blade
Cause I don’t wanna be the one to put you in a shallow fucking grave 
I’m Running up in the night
I’m seeking a victim
Playing my cards
No more Praying for you
I’m thinking of taking your life then I leave you to rot away
Ronin the motherfucker chopping it up Like I’m ready to slice you mane
You ain’t got the stamina to keep it up with me 
I’m grabbing a dagger to be draining you so take a fucking knee
I’m god of the evil fuckin spirits that you see inside yo dreams 
I’m never gon show my fuckin face to you so back the fuck away from me
I don’t give a fuck about a bitch like you
You steady me riding and wanting to be me but you ain’t got the skill 
But always talking out yo neck cause you got nothing to show
You scared of me Magick Kult so kill yo self you hoe

YIN N' YANG

YIN N' YANG [prod. Undead Ronin]

Cover by Rohhalusmu and Myself

Shoutout to @polygxd for doin this dope ass beat with me. Probably my favorite producer in the scene rn so go shoot him a follow <3

Lyrics:

You wanna run that lip
You boutta taste my fist
I swing that blade
You pass away
That Ronin leave you limp
My patience is thin
You don’t know where I been
Steady Stalking in the night
These bustas ain’t safe
Imma execute yo kin

None of you bustas
Got the balls to step up to the mane
Creep in the night I pick a fight
Break out the tools and make it right
You a pussy shedding tears when you all try to hide 
I walk up to you from behind
And rip your throat out with my knife
Bleeding out yo fucking neck
Beg then hit em with that rat tat tat tat
Like that
I am sick of all these rats 
I’mma crack em with the back
Open up my backpack 
And I take a step back
Don’t cap
You thought that I wasn’t shit
Now you sitting tied up in that chair 
Told you I was crazy
Didn’t listen now it’s your despair

You wanna run that lip
You boutta taste my fist
I swing that blade
You pass away
That Ronin leave you limp
My patience is thin
You don’t know where I been
Steady Stalking in the night
These bustas ain’t safe
Imma execute yo kin

GOD VESSEL

EXECUTION

EXECUTION [prod. PolyGOD & Undead Ronin]

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HYPERCORE (PROD. K4STET)

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