Damn this lines and this beat 🔥🔥🔥

Lyrics:

WE AT THE FRONTLINES 
LICK THE REAPER WITH MY CHIN HIGH
RAREFIED
YOU AINT TOUCHIN WHERE I BEEN DIE
STAIN GOD
CHASIN GREYS WITH SOME DEAD EYES
STILL CANT BREAK THE MANIFEST ANA CANT CHANGE YOUR FATE TONIGHT

DEMONS IN MY CADENCE
COUPLE DICE UP IN MY POCKET
PARANOIA WHEN IM FADED
I DONT SEE IT AS A PROBLEM
IS OKAY THO WHEN IM WEIGHTLESS
FEELIN LIKE WHO MADE COLOSSUS
THEY SAY ZETA WHERE YOU BEEN AT
STUCK IN A STATE WHERE IM NEUROTIC

I GOT A BODY FULL OF LOCUSTS AND A MOUTH FULL OF FANGS
AINT NO SHAME I KNOW IM HOPELESS GIVE ME BLOOD OR GIVE ME REIGN
IF THEY CRYIN I SAY FUCK EM THEY COULD USE A LITTLE PAIN
I AINT HERE TO BRING YOU SOLACE
CUZ THE TRUTH DONT PLAY A SAINT

WAIST LINE ZETA 
DONT YOU WASTE TIME ZETA 
HATE TO CHANGE WHAT A NATURE
HOW YOU DROWN WITHOUT THAT WATER
LEAST TO SAY YOU BEEN COMPLACENT
YOU SHOULD TELL EM WHY YOU WAITED
KEEPIN THAT FUCK UP WHERE YOU STANDIN
NO ONE CARES BOUT WHERE YOU RUNNIN

BOY YOU DONE ENOUGH
DONT TELL ME THAT YOU DONE ENOUGH
I SEE YOU WITH THAT RAZOR CUTTIN
HOLDIN ON LIKE NOW YOU SOMETHIN
PUSH THAT BLADE WITH NO DISCUSSION
KEEP EM GUESSIN WHAT YOU FEELIN
OH YOU SICK WELL DAMN LETS SEE IT
YEAH I HEARD IT ALL BEFORE BUT FOCUS

MOVE IN SILENCE BUT I MADE THE CHOICE TO SUFFER
TAKE IT BACK I BEEN THAT BASTARD FIRST AND FOREMOST MUTHAFUCKA
STILL ELATED OFF OF SEDATIVES IM PEEKIN THROUGH THE SHUTTERS
USING DOPE TO CLEAR MY HEAD SPACE WHILE THIS VISION TAKES ME UNDER

SET THE IMAGE UP TO STUTTER
INTERSTELLAR MY VIBRATION
IN A STATE IM UNFAMILIAR 
I DONT RECOGNIZE THIS PATIENCE
VIOLENT THOUGHTS OF NEW CREATION
VILIFIED BY DEAD EQUASIONS 
CELL DISTORTION FROM THE CARCASS
YOU AINT FUCKIN HEAR WHAT IM SAYIN

SCREAMIN
FUCK A HOE 
YOU AINT GETTIN SHIT
IM ALL OUT OF FAVORS 
TEN BELOW
ICE UP IN MY VEINS
FEELIN LIKE ATTILA
HOLLOW BONES
MOVIN LIKE A GOD 
SEPARATE MY MATTER
NO CONTROL
PAY ATTENTION CLOSE TO WHAT DONE GOT YOU CAUGHT UP

FOG ON THE WATER BY THE BLACK ABYSS
I MAKE A TOAST FOR THE MOMENT BUT THERES NOTHIN TO SIP
IM LOSIN DAYS BY THE SECOND AINT SHIT TO MISS
I’M NOT INSANE I JUST KNOW IT WON’T GET BETTER THAN THIS

AZURE

AZURE (prod. REQUIEM CULT)

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)

ROBBERY x reap x purge!

Underworld creepin, need my throne this life's been decent
I need to drip on out, dressed in black like 60 feet in
Coffin watchin body, need it around what I am seekin
Become death itself, and shake off all these mortal feelings

Check, caught it, motherfuckin cheques, caught it 
Im taking shots while Im making money, if im honest 
Drunk on pain, didn't think you were ever on it
Im like godly, almost immortal with my sonnets

Im a goner, never saw it, abyss entrenched from top to bottom
Wet up a 'dom and never make some fawnsa, im alone till underdawn hits
Underdawn hits, I drifted where the dawn hits, 
Sun is shining through the stain-glass
But I animate some bronze shit,,

Call me Midas or king Arthur the great, call me Leonidas or call me king of the saints
Call me Poseidon steppin up to break nose of brigade, descend from giants got some oni in my lifeforce and veins

Wet up a tip
I'm a dividend and dip, castin' all these motherfucker while I smoke another swish

UNDERDAWN (prod. Hocii 808)

PALE SHOUT
-IM ARRIVING FROM THE ETHER
GOT THE CHARACTERS IN NEEDLE
DMT IT INTRAVENUS 
TRIPPIN out
-LIKE IM ON the fuckin VENUS
And the sentinel is central hell, watching me suffer for my evil
This a prison not a sequence
Simulation shit is  pretense 
I man it up and im so beautiful
Never on that meek-shit
Strong and battle-full, ready to fight with a katana blade etch my name  make em in branded skulls
Ima never miss em with my neener,  maniacal
Call me scriptz bitch, im in a whip, writing with whip, ima make em all weep
Saddened like hasbeens, husbands, ant-men, we're more than these hu-mans needin alladin
makin a wish, this djinni beckons for my name he calls me scriptz 
Im a lip it up and become a devil, dust is lookin like a sinch
In my mirror rear view now, pavement smooth as gothic bitch 
Waking with capital, have it all, happening - this shit is happening rising becoming like him
Satan or a djinn, it's all the same shit we're just letting it all in...
breathing out the fuckin shit that we have usurped from a harlequin

HYSTERICAL DEATH SENTENCE (PROD. UNHOLYFIELD)

One more for good measure?

I usually don't do this, this is actually a mash-up of complimentary lyrics I've used before. I would usually hate dropping something twice, but this is a new performance and I really liked this track. Hope you guys do too.

Asking up a straircase
Wickin up a heresy
I here say, that im here to stay all day
Wait, did you wanna run the mall may?
May-day, in the mental trenches all day

Im a mason, had it eighteen
Talent from the start
Circa birthday sheen, '94 yo

Im plowin on the floor
Crack this egg, you sow what you reap
You had it backwards all along

Did you think you wanna do it throw down
Wicket-whip ya like this verse starts again, and not now
Yeah we're going to the further evil, yeah no, Im allowed
Devil in the back of the band gave me a pass to the clouds

Smoking like a wraith from the motherfuckin basement
You ask me where I'm from
That question I evade it
I made it-
That's all you need to know
Im making payment
I do it for the love of it, but thousands for these tastebuds

I got blood on my shirt
I got blood on my wrist
I got blood in the dish
I got blood in the nicks

DRACONIAN HERESY (PROD. UNHOLYFIELD)

Start the new year off with a cold platter
_______

I am the demon that they will call scriptz
Devil is leakin the answers through this
A psyche that's watchin as we both type this
Ryan or lion his name is a kriss
ima diss, on these underground kids
im under-underground kingpin, dont need blips
Camera hit record, got the b-roll that's in
watchin from a VIP perspective, look where I stand

These lyrics are cursed
Got the Silenced pistol loaded in her purse
Ima make way, hearse, drivin down the street, mowin down the herd
Sheepskin walkin, you just talkin bout it you a learner
Burn, motherfuck you gon burn
Im a walker under son im not a turn of the century
Im the turn of the millennium bitch you just met me
and im troddin right where they sent me
uh, Devils in the sky
Wetted it up with a cherry in the phantom-wraith ride
Smoking blunts in a silvy feelin' fuckin supa fine
yeah, and you know im just a guy, demon in his third eye
Ima ride - on this motherfuckin ace flip, got the cards in my hand royal flush now their face pissed
but they tasteless, dont know shit about the music it's amazing... yeah... amazing

Yeah, I counted verse 2 - I dont really know how to rap, nah, I just shoot
spittin 'ferno make em burn-out ima count it under moon-light
cut another noose-night - money for the boosted ride, woo (high pitch)
Im ina capital mash-around, figures in this shit countin now, making it imbued in my mofuckin rattle around ina battleshout
need ya to fuck off and ash it now, I got a neener and Adderall, focused on it and that is all, wait was that all I added y'all?
Bitch shit, on yo fuckin plate you a bitch shit
And Im feeling like a boss, not something you can live with
yougon off yourself bitch suicide is like a mistress
talking to your conscience, now listen

COLD PLATTER (PROD. RXKZ)

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