SCRIPTZ STILL SPITTING ALL THAT MOFO FIRE

OFFICIAL VIDEO - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=B9jecZChbBM


@trippylaphantom
@rickylagoon
prod. different money / sectionmafia

HAUNT CITY (prod. Different Money + SectionMafia) [music video in description]

DIRTY HOES PT 2 ; VICIOUS VAMPIRA (PROD. BROSEF)

HELL HOUNDS (ft. Happy2BaGaud, JVY-RXW)

Wakizashi [prod. Undead Ronin]

It’s not hard 
to be hard on myself
Woke up and I’m tired of my mothaf*cking health
Oh well 
Everyday is training day 
No excuses to made or we living in hell
 

It’s not hard 
to be hard on myself
Woke up and I’m tired of my mothaf*cking health
Oh well 
Everyday is training day 
No excuses to made or we in living hell

 Something I learned as early as the sandbox 
Not every person will like you 
No matter if you talk 
You can be modest and still be hated 
People infatuated with being opinionated 
hella notions outdated 
It’s a cold world that masquerades that it’s not dilapidated 

It’s left me in a pit 
Rather pitiful 
Wanna go out high 
Like I’m Richard Russel 
death is no longer a surprise 
I see it all the time
I hear it every night 
USED TO
Hit the corner store
To get me right 

a Twisted tea
I’m twisted can’t you see  
I’m desensitized to the streets 

Desensitized 

Crossing my T’s DOTTING MY I’s
Seen so much shit 
Through these eyes

It’s not hard 
to be hard on myself
Woke up and I’m tired of my mothaf*cking health
Oh well 
Everyday is training day 
No excuses to made or we in living hell

My only gripe is I don’t get enough sleep 
The biggest flex is remaining low key
Privacy is Peace
 Peace is privacy 
Empirically 
Against all odds
Imma walking anomaly 

I speak morbidity 
 fluently  
Not here 
to hear the double speak 
Leavin people Bewildered is my favorite thing 

Getting flashbacks 
Like Harry Potter  
In the order of the Phoenix 
Watch my eyes go black like Jean Grey 
The dark phoenix 
Might go out like Jimi Hendrix
Or river Phoenix

I Lost my marbles 
These thoughts are nocturnal 
But they aren’t innocuous 
 knock you out of ya reality 
Like you’re playing Oculus 
People are prompt with their 
unkept promises 

Thinking ahead like Prometheus 
Death is promiscuous 
The graveyard is calling out to me by my government 

It’s not hard 
to be hard on myself
Woke up and I’m tired of my mothaf*cking health
Oh well 
Everyday is training day 
No excuses to made or we living in hell


It’s not hard 
to be hard on myself
Woke up and I’m tired of my mothafucking health
Oh well 
Everyday is training day 
No excuses to made or we in living hell

It’s not hard 
to be hard on myself
Woke up and I’m tired of my mothafucking health
Oh well 
Everyday is training day 
No excuses to made or we  living in hell

HARD ON MYSELF (PROD. BHASPER)

what the fuck is this, litmas in my temple
wet a sharp bone
and stab you in your head throne
measure me -- my acid aint a deaf-tone
Im rising geotmetric now im breakin through the threshold
wait - did you hear me are you deaf hoe?
my silence is a weapon times it steps in with the get-go 
step back - got the chete for yo let go
you bleedin im behind you in a city that you cant found

huh - call me motherfuckin scriptz
I spell my name with the symbols deconstruct em with my lips
dangerous Language is my bitch - ticky ticky time clock the truth will start to shift
when you listen to my shit 
I'm like a nephadil - wraith white but Im straight light between the darkness hide behind yo lids evade night 
Other-realm is over you and you wait I - god is upper echelon you see it like it aint right

SHANGRI-LA (PROD. SPHYNX)

Lyrics:

Bloodshed fallin like rain
Got a blade on my side
More pain more death 
More stains on the glass I’m faded
Sick of life
Man I’d rather be fading
Spirit long gone 
I’m done
Yall painted
Marked by the first of the dead
Undead samurai aye mane 
That’s Ronin
Blood on my sword
Make way for the king
I’m lord
If you ain’t gonna bow 
Turn putrid 
Down inside my basement hoe
Got a pile of these bodies
And they rotting
Festering inside 
Got the maggots devour the flesh from their eyes
Fuck all you
Get em wit the .45
Fall to the ground 
Pop a mag just to make sure
Stab em twice 
Dump they ass in the River Styx
Never gon find yo way into the afterlife
Sunken and lost for eternity 

Walk up wit a crowbar
Bash in yo brain till there’s stains on my face
Mane
Corpses in my closet
Turn to skeletons and I don’t give a fuck
If yall gon find em
We got firearms and dark charms
Magickally raising up the dead
Army of these fuckas feasting flesh
They never stop
When the dead grow cold
Lead em to the shore
Deaths door stands awaiting
See the light shine Nevermore 
Aye mane
Fuck I’m gonna do wit a bitch boy
Chain em to the wall
Rip they jaw off quick
Let em struggle to breathe as they drown in their blood 
As they try to speak 
Spilling out a fuck boy guts
On the concrete
Lined in chalk
A body bag here on standby
DOA and bloated
Bursting open let the locust swarm free

DOOMED [prod. Undead Ronin]

Lyrics:


Aye bitch I’m back in the Stu 
People hittin me up
Ain’t got no energy for people
Paper steady runnin up
One up the comp when I hop on the mic
A rite of passage
Stained on white 
Revoke the right to fight or flight
I’m takin people out tonight
It’s Ronin
You gon remember the name
When I come out the gates of hades
You best believe I’m takin aim
I nock an arrow on the sinew
Let it fly between a busta eyes
No holdin back mofucker
I want bodies on the floor like
Damn
I just can’t seem to paint the picture right
Got maggots in the fetid flesh
And putrescine producing
5-0 show up and throw up
Can’t even open up the door
Got roaches crawling in and out of corpses
On the kitchen floor

Woah
I can’t believe these bustas think they hard
These shorts that they be makin
Make me cringe
Guess I ain’t smoked enough
Yall fried inside and out
Can’t get a fan without a fucking trend
I’ll bend the rules to suit my needs
And disregard the snakes I meet
I’d rather stay a nobody 
Than sell out those who close to me 
Some witches in the woods wit little birdies on they shoulder
Caught em whispering their falsehoods
And then throwing out the trash they turned
Promises unkept 
And money taken with no goods in hand
The snakes were snaked by snakes 
And taught the venom ain’t so sweet returned
Tables turned on every worm
So every cup was tainted word
Daggers in the back of those who trusted
Now they ass is served
A fated road to hell is what’s in store
For them 
You shoulda learned 
Fuck
I can’t get it out my head
The image of yo body mangled up 
Engulfed in black and red
It’s so intoxicating
Visions of my blood coagulating 
As the venom turns inside my burns
My mind begins to fade mane
Split ya damn skull
And leave you rotting on the concrete
Fuck around
Bitch gon learn why I’m god then
Spirits in my body
Siphon blood like Vlad 
Sad to see these fuckas lining up to die
But no complaints from me
The more I bury feed the demons that Reside within 
I’m talkin death in my veins
Turned my eyes jet black
Horns pierce out the flesh upon my skull
And penetrate the worthless soul
Crowned Dead God 
When the heretics are burned and ate
Pieces of their bodies sewn to mine
To show the rest they fate

Aye bitch I’m back in the Stu 
People hittin me up
Ain’t got no energy for people
Paper steady runnin up
One up the comp when I hop on the mic
A rite of passage
Stained on white 
Revoke the right to fight or flight
I’m takin people out tonight
It’s Ronin
You gon remember the name
When I come out the gates of hades
You best believe I’m takin aim
I nock an arrow on the sinew
Let it fly between a busta eyes
No holdin back mofucker
I want bodies on the floor like
Damn

Rite of Passage [prod. KaalaH]

Expect some new songs before 2026 on all plats, this might be my last soundcloud only drop for the year. I want to be a little more organized. I'm still making tons of music behind the scenes.

Much love!

I tap yo back
I think we have a problem
Think im mad about the shit you said about my fuckin darling
Knuckle duster for this buster thinks he's re-assuring honor
but his chivalry^ just some rotten simp in shining armor
I'm his karma - so I,
gut this bitch boy - dump his body in some acid 
Im feeling rich boy - pour some liquid gold like madness
let his skin melt, makin a sick pelt - Im wrapped in lips who bitched my madam
I can mic this sadness

I NEED TO BREAK FREE
FEELING LIKE AN ANIMAL
SHELTER ARE THESE PLEAS
PRAYING FOR A BREAK IN THIS DARK HAPPENING 
STRIPPER BITCH ON MY DICK AND HER NAME IS KIMBERLEE
I make the timber fall, engulf it in the  fucking fleemes
Im another mecha-gnome with a djinni on the scene
casting DMT in dome with 30 milligrams 
im in a mech I told you all, gatling cannons on your dreams 
Yeah scriptz

S + vvs on my motherfuckin chest, 187 on the reverend, bishop dead, ide kill for less
yeah these bitches aren't worth a dime - I found em on the left
Turning right before their death - what the fuck is even left
FUCK - --- im fucking pissed to rest - I need a fucking rest, heh
I need to fuckin rest head
sleep was fore my time and now we waking lead-dead
wild-wild-west in a world turning red, red
play it



MALEVOLENCE  (PROD. SPHYNX)

might update mix

______________

grippin 9 with the chrome 45 by my side 

holstered weapons I can spec em' got the matte black carbine

im in time, waking light - money shade making me feel like I'm righteous -- but inside I lie 

and I might piss - right on yo grave - conscience tells me like this, just say it how you like it, make them pay

I'm taking names - and im like the nine tails - kyubi casting spells like some kunai out a suby, yellow lines trail

Im rare on the road, lickin some toads - dimthyltripaline on phone, need some miligrams soakin up in my dome 

im making out a destiny that wasn't written in the stones -- im a new kind of hope, a new breed of al Capone

wolf wolfing down the spirits he does it on his alone - loans aint his soul thing he's rather pay cash for the throne 

Im not leasing up the world im leashing it bitch - you my own 

So arm up yo catapults im comin in swingin, breakin bones 


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