Scriptz

UNDERGROUND

- SCRIPTZ -

Chill out

Grim Peaks III

I Don't Feel At Home In This World Anymore

You'll Float Too 🎈

Lullaby For The Dead

This was up for about 2 seconds last week, so that's why the comments are gone (I uploaded again)

MANIC CHRONOS (PROD. SORROW BRINGER)

Something more traditional scriptz, much love everyone

NEOPOLIS (PROD. K4STET)

Last one for at least a few days. More to come, hope you guys enjoy this one. I haven't rapped over a boombap beat in a minute.

I got you like the dodos

I grab the ting like frodo

I’m on a massacer, predator in photos

Invisible, my likeness never dividends, I’m so tough for kary keep her on my side for double blowblows

Im in a map out

I’m in a capped town

Drillin for the gold, homie got my fucin tech-9 ->

I’ma come on in  so scary kimbo uzi and a four five

Got you toe tied, toe draggin on the chrome slide ->

I pull it back, put your temple on my baerrel carmine 

Take like four lives, see you back in the sequel 

I think this is bad for my people, cant temper the reaper he’s here and he’s P Od

Eyes peeled from the slack I give out

Ima mess to stairway, and ill rise to heaven for the clout 

Triple angels on my dick and Ima clown 

Jester with the luster you are jealous of the silent count

Blowup Doll (prod. silence)

MY HEAD IS ABOVE WATER BUT MY FEET CANT TOUCH THE GROUND EP - SOON

murky waters swirlin at the top
the alligators lurk at the bottom
please dont try to swim unless you want some problems
berserk like flacka
 make deadlock
fuck all the small talk
Im droppin you like its been hot up on the block
that mentally damaged 92
the schizo crew
and man Im hella zooted
ridin round we lootin
undisputed
truest of these motherfuckers soundin stupid
brains are mutated up off the xans
you noddin out
you poundin sand man
motherfuckers wanna play the devils game
and everything theyre oversteppin
whippin up the weapon now
spread real wide with the buckshot shot gun
run run run motherfucker catch a hot one
shake shake junt
with a body in the trunk
with a memphis twist
with the gold that drip drip drip from my teeth to my wrist
all black fit
with the triple six flow
death row
black magic phonk
survival of fittest
like chronicle riddick
the killer of witness
to brandish a grimace
erase from existance
Ill give you a minute
to wish all your dearest
a heartful good bye
chop it up
cut it up
mop it up
zip it up
drag you back down to the lakes
never had the mercy for a yellow bellied snake
fed em to the gators in a blood red wake

MURKY WATERS

Trying a clearer mix on this one, getting rid of the old school sound

[Verse]
Picture esque demon being flying in the sky now flap his wings and rub his horn and then give up yo bitch's guys
Taste of the fo-five declining to the bottom falling laser beam just like it's UFO time yeah
He's got that racer beam
Inject the fluid, start the engine and ignite -
Reject the steward, I dont need her help now to blow me fine
I'm flexible and I'm unhexible try it you'll fail impeccable 
Steel my rights
From gods
the press of the freights
The ghastly type
Yeah
And I'm picking out her dresses
I am giving her the light
She wants my devil prong a blessing 
Oh She is so tight,
Now the flip the record and give it a hard jerk and now whip back down that red kite
I need to bait her in
Almost perfection exactly my type
So I make these
Raps - and I'm feeling mighty fine
Dont give two fucks if she has heard them
I'm improving overnight
Gonna be famous
A little rich if I play it right
So join my team you little bitty
we're starting to take flight
Yeah

Flight 666

[Verse]
Wrist slit, drop kick up in the town rick ross kid
Demi at the top, got duh lost whip
Whippin your back in the moss pit
Demons are rising it's costly
Eating your flesh they are flossing
With your bones
Swallow you whole
Collosus's massacre rows
All of these hoes
Dont give our boy scriptz a chance and it shows
So he's becoming a rapper do shows
Writing dark lyrics for all of these bros
Waiting for snow, make music video
He's dressing her up, twisting in his mind he cant this shit anymore
Look for rejection shit, or a trajection he now just needs something to hold..
Jester is rising he's breaking from mold
Guess she is hiding her body is sold
To a mother fucking chad in her mind he is old
Gonna fucking slit his mother fuckin throat play a role 
Tear it open, Bleed out it's soakin
Covered in red now I'm resting I'm toking...
Drawing a breath dropping knife for the mic 
Become a rapper over a few nights
Making a slapper money in my sights
Giving the world the wealth and the rights
Give scroll a furl for health and the might
Designing a cult will be ready to fight...
Scriptz

Halcyon

[Verse]
Draw katana rise with prana cut atlanta off the map
Drawing points I'm looking at reflection now I am stuck turning back
From blood
Lie you worship hood
Wannabe gangster 
Suck all the soot
I'm trippin up got Achille's foot
Tricking ya I got the real mood
Happy mother fucker rising to the top I'm good
At this rap shit, and fuckin yo bitch got wood now I'll draw lines in the mud
Turf war, smurf war - she got the sass want a slurp whore
But they dont want me I'll surf more
Looking for bitches who flirt more
Yield to evil and spur more
Drawing their shield from kurt's door
Flaws and the real, got the perked score
Become mine then you capture world 
Uh
Tap out with prada got style in tandem with bands
I'm so poor but I'm giving out hands
Through all my lyrics I am switching ends
Giving the wisdom the mouth of the horse you are now stuck in the last devil's den
Sucking the spittle  the mouth of the whore, you are now luck incarnated again
yeah
Press on
Esso
Gas in the bunk
Smoking up the gucci buds
Now I'm wrappin up a blunt
Inahle with my homies
We dont do much dire stunts
but I write a lot of music
and I do it for the sun..
Cheesin on the weekend
I'm blowing money on a ton
Of fuckin weed for my needs
And a hoe who greets me on the run
From my heart I rest with saturn
I'm like a lantern burning on 
Eating shrimp off of a platter
Dining with the saddened gods
Now I'm fucking slittin my wrists
I'm bleeding with the blasted conch...
You've heard all I have to say
Now fuck off and do get gone...

Lines in the Mud

Hunt
Cut
Strum
Shut Down
Fury up
Mass a crown
Scurry strut
Im a clown
Jester with the lesser demons in his fuckin town
Mindscape is fuckin corrupt it's lookin like a god damn mound
Of fuckin trash, fiends turn to ash, their scraping by and now their lookin back 
At their home, gonna mess with prada in my dome, a task
Price the data god is on the phone he is so fast -
Asking them  return if they want to bring show at last
Evil will be removed from the world snow and glass
Sucking them back spitting out a throne the dome is brass
Wont break it if you fake it want you salivate then take it 
Power is so god damn massive but it's fun so we will rake it
Generation millennial growing up with the heart aching
They will now take over the world, strip her bare she will be naked
Uh
Lookin for a new perception and a paradigm of satan
Jesus reeses pieces stigmata wrist marks I am fuckin latent 
Power in my fuckin veins I am the next one up who's tastin
Rulership is fuckin hard but I will prepare and be patient 
Hunt
Cut
Strum
Shut Down
Fury up
Mass a crown
Scurry strut
Im a clown
And I'm flying...

GEN_MILLENNIAL

I'm messin with prada, stabbing the dogs who think their satan
Dead in the flood those fuckin muts will bleed out they're so jaded
Red with the blood and guts that runs through them that's inside caging..
Ichigo on the fuckin wrath his task is cutting them up and painting 
LOOKIN IN BETWEEN THE LINES IM HUNTING A DEMON FEINTED
Oni in my sight time cut with katana and the laces ->
Around their neck - I'm choking them out - 47 birth mark I am so  tasteless
Keep the filth in check, I'm roping them up - gloryheaven park in my paces
Wrap around
Rap in town 
Wrap around the world
Grab it by the fuckin hair
And let her breath this isnt hurl...
I'm lookin for fido hunting those hounds that are stuck on up inside the swirl
Break the mandala and find those demons, a gang of fuckin jesters, a gang of fuckin earls
Yeah
They are tired
Mannequin sluts with macgyver
Rick jaw lady demons and a sire
Rising to the top at last with a shire
Got the one ring, turning invisible massacre town and trip wire
Blow the fuckin legs off piece by piece on the blood lust we're gettin higher 
Yeah
Scriptz

ICHIGO

[Verse]
Red alert the demon's rising from the hidden hell
Hollow on the bloodlust why is metal in the smell?
Mercury is runnin through my veins, I'm shifting lanes and shells
Turning inside out I'm like the thing without his cheap-ass kills 
Shapeshifter, rage quitter - I'm the fuckin cage kicka
Break out of prison with all of the massive dun ice mage trickas
Yeah
Chantry's pissed but we are taking off
Breaking through our chains we are like django with the glock
Cop yo top
//
Im the kingpin jin want manicure
Start the engine and then pan the air it's in your hur
Breeze fucking sneeze gotchya with your geez cautchya with your sleeze
And we're marchin for the trap we want the cheese
Crunchin numbers and the fact for fuckin lease
Sell my soul to the devil and eject the last release 
Ready to drop you in the fuckin hell gonna burn you like a tease
Ash tray sizzle whip I'm branding both your kneeze
Ink blots in your clots internal tattoos with the bleed 
Turning into angel who will eat my enemies 
Flying to the peak this eagle hunting mana keys
Looking for the answers that will bring back dire peace
uh

NIGHTCRAWLER

[verse]
Call me a fucking god
Call me what I am not
Cull me with sumthin tough ->
Sell me to the fuckin ruts
And eat up all the rot 
Casper is purpose
Ghostly and masked up my life has the surplus
Of freedom and artistic dreamin the curses are on my back I cant determine...
Whether or not I am vermin
Wheter or not I am learnin
Weather is hot I am burning
Sun down moon is out now I am turning
Yeah
//
Break -- down
Brass from the clown
Lookin to the finals, looking for that round
Pi is shiny vinyl, shook me on way down
Kinda like a rhino, chargin for the crown
Cost is so high so ill massacre town and eat up all the souls and plant bodies in ground
Pass up the stressed up sound
Let it breath - be a team and wick up that count
Getting bands getting fined from the hounds
Shifting sands now the earth is burning out
Slitting hands cuz the time is now found
No more left in the fuckin hour-glass by the pound

DIMEBACK

[Verse]
Colossus in the house his long hair is so tussled 
Black strings down his back he's got tattoos on all his muscles
Fat bling on his neck he's bombin all of the grey hustles 
Giving gangstas in the cut the hope to be so fuckin subtle
Escape those chains and rise I'm callin up the huddle
Revolution on my mind I'm giving nip a supple touch 
Imps for the fuckin lunch, orgy in my fuckin hut
I'm a king armed with the lich, commanding all the tuts
Yeah
Whip up the lash and catapult the past
Rise to the top and massacre the pack 
Give up the prada inject all the feds 
Learn about their dirty secrets
get in their bed
Money for the scriptz,stealing all their yen
Rob the world with my  sword and the fuckin pen
Rope up the girl the  whore and the hen 
Knife to the servitude, Make dogma cuz im  bent 
Fuck
Wretched, flake, make-up, wrath, suck on the loft 
Lookin for phantom who live in thugz mansion I'm lookin for fandem I'm trying to take off 
I'm seeking the answers I'm giving you sandman
Time will control you unless you are the bad man
Fuck all of the light, now become like a mad man
Be Jeckle and hyde I know you have the grand plan

Moonlight

Skeleton Ave

Sirens (prod. CLDR)

JIN (prod. 23:59)

Scalping all these fucking monkeys cuz we're certain sure - human race is disgrace so we rocket up de pleur

prod. https://soundcloud.com/leshenhascutetoes

De Pleur (prod. leshen)

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