https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TDbdZY2LI9Q

Young Jmatts all black in attack mode
Looking through your window
And I'm creeping in the back door
Motherfucker eyes on red and my hat low
Bet I'm gonna have 'em wondering
Like where my cash go
Asshole tendencies I'll never be
A fucking celebrity I'm an enemy
To every entity getting next to me
Slither like a centipede better be
On your best behavior, danger
Fuck your bitch 'til my legs hurt
These hating motherfuckers wanna cross me
I don't give a fuck assassinating is a hobby
Heartbeats stop when I pop up and drop heat
Finally I'm feeling myself how could I not be
Bitch it's a mindset
The grind get tough with the times yet
Mistakes we make in life don't define it
I'm trying to get out the dirt
And yeah I been out of work
But I've learned and I've hurt
Too much to sit down and burn up

Blood, blood
Gallons of the stuff
I just don't know what to think
I know I'll never be enough
I give them blood, blood
Gallons of the stuff
Call my father call my shrink
But don't you ever call my bluff
I give them blood, blood
Gallons of the stuff
I just don't know what to think
I know I'll never be enough
I give them blood, blood
Gallons of the stuff
Call my father call my shrink
But don't you ever call my bluff

ATTACK MODE [Prod. Nekk] *VIDEO IN DESCRIPTION*

Verses in order: Undead Ronin, Sigilmane, Demon, Worm, Sleepwalker, Mvrkmvchinx, Midwaygrey.

Sorry don't have the lyrics.

MARKED FOR DEATH

Magick Kult - MARKED FOR DEATH [prod. GΣKΔTΔ]

MOBBS RADICAL - PHILOSOPHY OF THE KNIFE(PROD. JON LOC)

If we got beef then I probably started it ‼️ #187 #HauntedHouse #Salivagrey #99zed #g59 #westcoast

Deja Vu w Saliva Grey,99zed, & Chipbagov

Some more timber

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Im waking up in the noumenal
I can see the truth in all these suiters bro
Fuck bitches, ' do is lie and make my soothness grow
^Im spittin the clips like a b-roll bout my soon to grow 

Met a brandable miserable want no fuckin help handed to like im in a blizzard,, I cant find the motherfuck avenue
make em sad and cool, landed through - etch that scriptz on this tatted hoe, wait a battle-full now embark on a journey of animals
Primitive perimeter no it not commitin, i met a physic and he said I had to knock just to get in 
I wanna get in, summon number for heaven I'm bigger menin weaving tenets weaving fuckin tenets niche boy ya endin 

Im waking up in the noumenal
I can see the truth in all these suiters bro
Fuck bitches, ' do is lie and make my soothness grow
Im spittin clips like a b-roll bout my soon to grow 

Lookin back, dragging moments from that black-ness
Lake turning void- its pullin in my slack-ness
Highness hacky-sack bitch
lochness for this madness 
Lockin in that bad bitch
Im lockin in your head stitch ->
snipe this, waving aid
Wipe this, saving aim
Light this, saving amy 
In your hood, sip lemonade
Laying pipe for this dike that I hunted in arcade, its OK you wanna kill me? Ill deflect your tempt to tame

LEMONADE (PROD. HOCII808)

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)

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)

Lyrics:

Hook:
Yeah
Bitch it’s fuck the game
Got the red dot aim
I’m in my own lane
Stay in my domain

Bitch it’s fuck the game
Got the red dot aim
I’m in my own lane
Stay in my domain

Verse 1:
Nowadays it’s fuck the game and fuck the competition
I’m doin’ what I want and when I want without permission
Lemme show you how ambition looks cause I’m the definition
I put these rappers up in caskets I’m the new mortician

I turn him ghost and make him float he said he want the smoke
Can’t take the heat I roast, I bodybag him make him choke
Spit words that thought-provoke, invoke emotion ‘round the globe
I’m coast to coast with all my quotes I’m out here givin’ hope

Keep yo raps and all that cappin’ boy I can’t relate
Copy, paste yo favorite rapper bitch you all the same
Young Sinny set the trend step in my domain
Mask on, originator, I’m in my own lane

Hook:
Yeah
Bitch I blew a fuse
Always fuckin’ rude
Why they look confused
I’m not in the mood

Bitch I blew a fuse
Always fuckin’ rude
Why they look confused
I’m not in the mood

Verse 2:
And if I’m lyin’ then I’m dyin’, all the hope is dead
Existential dread, obsessed with death since 2010
But I’m pickin’ up where I left off, just like I never left
I hit resume, I’m still ahead so ima get dis bread

Bitch I’m rockin’, rockin’
The clock is tickin’ tockin’
Death is knockin’, knockin’
But shorty poppin’ lockin’

Bitch I’m rockin’, rockin’
The clock is tickin’ tockin’
Death is knockin’, knockin’
But shorty poppin’ lockin’

I built a moat to keep y’all out bitch I don’t fuck with you
Like a clairvoyant, you not my vibe I see right through
Half y’all out here tellin’ lies and you know it’s true
Wanna reach the heights that I have reached lil bitch then pay your dues

ResumeLastCheckpoint

Spotify

ResumeLastCheckpoint (prod. FLEXATELLI)

Ok this is the last one for a bit

Etch scriptz red right into the stud
Feelin necromorphic I'm like death without the love 
Tripped up brain, sanity is deranged 
Ima cut three mohfuckin blue veins 
And Im different, born without the kinship
I'm singing with the devil
breathing out some slicky sin hymns
yeah I'm him him, demi-urge with an urge to break my limits
Marionette my soul, know ill kill u from the beginning
Yeah, yeah
scriptz...
Capital by the hope indebted heaps
Dragging up my dreams with my 1 thousand-stepped feet 
Ill defeat, all these pre-Madonna fuck boi enemies 
Several MIA corpses dragged horseman down the street
oh I'm me, shimmy shankin fools with psychonality 
Im gonna mac a tool, take his toolie and his fuckin beach 
Im like a beat - cosmic answer with hysterical sophistry 
the senate sent me with an AK and a blade to call my keeps  
Making an answer days, 7th ring-hell is in a daze
We're comin compatible with plays
Under-underground fame 
Saying what we want in speech bleach what we uphave  
from the mud and the shadows, rick-jaw grudge, down the strate
I'm creepin down the stairs up on ya with a ink blot flame
Writing scriptz into the stud,
Branding pale horse with my name
I never maim what I ride
Another horseman out his lane
on a white steed dont trust me we're light-ly insane

BLANK STEED (PROD. NXMERCY)

GVNNDAM - FROZONE

semtex w/ saliva grey

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LEMONADE (PROD. HOCII808)

SCRIPTZ