yo man this is fire ngl but when you gon' add the "nightfall" lyrics?

Gang Wimme w Saliva grey & 99zed

Lyrics:

WE AINT THE SAME BITCH 
FUCK UP OUT THE WAY I CAME TO FLIP THE MECCA
ALL UP WITH THE FLAMES I BEEN INSANE LIKE WHY THE FUCK YOU JEALOUS 
THIS AINT WHAT YOU WANT WE KNOW EXACTLY WHAT YOU AINT BEEN TELLIN
PUSSIES GETTIN SEVERED I AINT BUYIN WHAT YOU SELLIN ALL THAT

CURSES IN MY NECK
SIXTY LEGIONS ON MY BACK
PUSHIN POSION BY APPOINTMENT 
KEEP IT TOXIC FOR THE FLACK
LET IT FESTER FOR MY ANCIENTS
FIFTY CHAPTERS ON THE TRACK
I AINT REALLY GOTTA SAY IT 
BUT YOU KNOW YOUR SHIT IS TRASH

WE GETTIN FUCKED UP NO BOUNDARIES KNOWIN DEATH CANT EVER TOUCH ME
ALL THAT LOUD SHIT SOUND LIKE SILENCE CUZ THEM BOYS AINT EVER BUCKIN
OH YOU VICIOUS WITH THAT BITCHIN TALK THAT SHIT 
LIKE YOU GOT RUCKUS
I GOT FIGURES DOIN SWITCHUPS IN THE DISTANCE YOU AINT NOTHIN

IM ON THAT RIVERSIDE SHIT
PULL UP ON A BITCH
TELL HER POP THE SCRIPT 
IM TAKIN TWO THEN FLIP THE REST

DRAGON BLACK SCALE FIT
SPUN OUT IMA A MESS
THIRTY THREE RIPPIN 
MOVIN RECKLESS LIKE A JET

HUNNID FOILS IN THE BOX I MAKE A BOAT OF REYNOLDS WRAP
TAKE A KNIFE TO MAKE A POINT BUT AINT NO CUT UP IN MY PACK
I LET IT SLIDE DRIP SLICK DOWN THE METAL INTO GLASS
IM NEVER RUNNIN OUT A SHIT I SCRAPE THE STRAW TO MAKE IT LAST

SHADOWS GETTIN THICKER NOW I HEAR EM FASHO 
I FELT EM PUSHIN ON MY SHOULDER PUT MY HEAD TO THE FLOOR
THEY SHOWIN THEY FUCKED UP FACES FROM TURNIN THAT WET UP IN THE ROSE
IM TAKIN A DOSE DESECRATED SO I CAN SEE ANOTHER GHOST

I GOT THE THRONE MUHFUCKA
CALL ME ZETA DON DADA
I SET ABLAZE TO THE FLOW 
AND SPIT IT OUT LIKE ITS WATER
WE DROPPIN BOMBS
NAPALM BACKIN MY ROSTER
DONT TRY TO MIMIC HOW IM MOVIN
YOU CANT HANDLE THAT POSTURE

WE AINT THE SAME BITCH
DEATH CANT EVER TOUCH ME
GOT THE THRONE MUHFUCKA
FLIP THE FLI FLI FLIP THE MECCA FASHO
PULL UP ON A BITCH
YOU AINT BUCKIN SLICK
SILENCE WITH THAT BITCHIN
THI THI THI THIS AINT WHAT YOU WANT
WE KNOW YOU SELLIN ALL THAT TRASH

MORDAX

MORDAX (prod. LELXX)

I hope you all enjoy! New music on the way! 

MISTAKE!

Djinni in my mind
Mind if I cut in line
Clippin I cast off a nine
Neena smokin all you guys

Ima dividend on the token, cryptic motherfucker armband soakin
I am never broken, making money most never on  feature
You know ide never phone in

Murder the pope and kill the fuckin priest
Last supper for these bitches I was born in the beast
Devil woes, dapper pose, make post, trick or treat
Letter prose, poet lows, gettin hoes, cut the beat

Born in october motherfucker I'm a 31st stunna
Mental in the trenches im stuck in the gutta
Got the 36 flows and they make the hoes flutta
Beat churn into butter, ima wait more money

Im waiting im waiting im waiting
Now money aint much but im wielding the payment
45 for the people in my lane, needa lane switch
Rap like a fiend, motherfucker im amazin'

Murder scene on the pavement
Wake up the latent
Powers that be underneath the motherfuckin gravestone
that im fuckin aimin

CRYPTOLOGY (prod. Hocii 808)

Just something for soundcloud, might update the mix. Will post lyrics in a bit.

YIELD EVIL WHEN IM MOTHERFUCKIN DEAD
FIND OUT IF THE EVIL IS LURKIN IN MY HEAD 
IM A DEMON IF YOU SAY SO TWIST PLEIADIAN FOR TRICKS
CHANNEL SOPHISTRY SOME MESSAGERS ARE SNIFFING THEIR OWN JIZZ 
HIT ON THE MAN, FOR THOSE MOTHERFUCKERS HONOR DOUBT
IM AT THE END, .44 STAINLESS HONEST CHROME
TRIGGERS ON MY FINGER FOR THESE FIGURES IN MY DOME
I SEE IT IN MY DMS ALL THESE BEATS AND SILLY WILLY HOES
ENVISION RICHES IN BETWEEN MY BIRTH AND DEATH ,
I THINK I HAVE A PLAN IM NEVER MISSING MY OWN BREATH
EXCEPT WHEN IM INHALING QPS BETWEEN SUMMER SET
THEN COMES WINTER AND IM SMOKING IN SOME DEBT I wanna bet...
Loot gamble, fuckin truth handle it, I brand-ed men
Makin an army with a chandalir, shinin some light on the fuckbois, snitches, handful men
wet up a cheque with a devil, im the don that you handed in,
teacher likes it rough, in the butt - fuckin her, like a slut
armed tothe  teeth, dont take much - succubus....
Im not incredible also not credible, so you can take that last part to the bet I pulled
Holdin a bluff, im never much - come at me and we'll see whose mouth is touched

MAIN CHARACTER SYNDROME (PROD. PUIA)

DJINN, CHAIN-SWANGIN I AM HIM
LOOKING LIKE A MOTHERFUCKA WHO IS STUCK IN PORCELINE
YO, GOT PALE SKIN, GENIE ABHORS A FUCKIN WHORE OR A FUCKBOI IN THE BENZ
WE GOT SUPRAS, SILVIA IMPORTED BODY KIT, GOT CARBON RIMS 
SUSpended TUNERS WITH THE MATTE BLACK STEEL ON THE TIPS
WRAITH ACTUALLY DRIVES THIS THING YOU THINK I fucking give A SHIT? 
WHEN IM GOING THIS FAST,DONT WANNA 'vive ANOTHER flip
I WANNA TAKE MYSELF OUT OF THIS ONE NOW I THINK Ill vein a slit
OR A BITCH - I DONT FUCKIN CARE IM WRITING DOWN MY BLISS
MAKE A LIST, HIT MAN ON THE MOTHERFUCKIN BRISK
SIPPIN ICED TEA IN YO HOOD TILL I DIE IN MY OWN PISS 
I DONT THINK YOU WANNA FUCK WITH ME BOY, BEEN SCRAPING MY OWN SHINS 
DJINN, CHAIN-SWANGIN I AM HIM
LOOKING LIKE A MOTHERFUCKA WHO IS STUCK IN PORCELINE
YO YO, GOT PALE SKIN, GENIE ABHORS A FUCKIN WHORE OR A FUCKBOI IN THE BENZ
WE GOT SUPRAS, SILVIA IMPORTED BODY KIT, GOT CARBON RIMS 
I'm writing with my blood, a pact with my upper-soul
A demon in my third eye coming through like honest gold
Im not that old yet, but you know what I am writing on this wall
S C R I P T Z was here and he's hunting on his own...

A LECTURE IN THE OCCULT (PROD. RULZ)

tear the moon out from the sky
the spectral cloak it separates
deny my reality
the only thought eviscerate
I dont need connections
if anything they just complicate 
passing through the void
I need some air my weapons ventilate
gorge your empty bellies on gallons of rotten fruit
getting sicker by the minute
you're too weak to pull the roots
empathy is not my game
I scrape you from the bottom of my boot
listen to my voice
I pull the hammer point the glock and shoot
watch the cars go by
call em shooting stars
buried under maple leaves my childhood
a thousand scars
mask up so I could just get away
and now I contemplate
do I even have a face
I might as well just dissipate
standing closer to the edge
I think Im on my precipice
blood soaked rags
hanging from my bones they resinous
hit the switch and let it blow
I wanna set a precedence
wear the mask a martyr
and I set off on my exodus
not the same person
that you thought I was in 2018
grew a little older
a little colder
down to brass tacks
where the stash at
didnt wanna flash that
but we passed that
built up for the combat
did you find it funny?
aint it kind of funny?
did you find it funny?
Ima catch you laughing

I Keep My Face Guarded

Im a chema-typical 
Tricking up some net gain from these somber high hoes
Fashionista on game, no dice any more for these flows
Im fading out, berating clout I dont want it im a ghost
IM Hidden in the floorboards Im becoming part of host
Take your body for a ridey flakin off I dont like joes
Mac 10 silenced hidey in my furry lined coat, 
comin up on me and ill turn you to a missing john doe

Brassed out, tactical, tactin up, my dukes are cut 
Catapultin, backin up, deagle with  the chrome roughed up 
Im a combat fanatical Im waking under (u)surper' hut
I missed the u cuz they are selfish working under godless luck
Demi urge pissed so I throw the (ouro)'boros clip, eating that tail bit by bit
gonna be famous in a bit, singing shit that's just like this, under motherfuckin 'his', 
eye of horus watchin chorus so I think the stars are pissed 

*2
So I distance with them
Im at a distance with it 
Throw a diss in the middle
Of this glocked tuck fiddle
Its singing humiliation out the barrel im not kiddin 
Make this jester talk with the metal cocked back for the thinning, yeah

I THINK THE STARS ARE PISSED (PROD. CIRCLEBAD)

SAYONARA LOVE FROM THE DOVES IN THE SKY
IM THE GUY FLYING HIGH CALL ME ALLADIN WITH A KNIFE 
IM THE BROTH-er, a fucking SHOVE-er with catatonic plight
Im a devil daphodila plucker 
she doesn't love me so I think ill find another 
Making up with abbot yell abouts ill find the mother
See what she tells about that wisdom isn't other
But its about each other, protect my kin with slugger
Got the 45 chrome,^| and a second bone at my side fuckin choppa sawed off to the bone, ironsite
aiming at your skull, let that metal fuckin slide, shells shootin yonder did I miss ya on the canted right
Or was I drunk again, bullet penetrates you in the mind, fuckin cortex is a vortex, usurped to limbo by the guys
Dressed in plad with the funny hats and a  purple sign
Pentagram is in their vision its lookin like that we've died

PANDEMONIUM (PROD. HOCII808)

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]

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