Scriptz,you're a genius. Of course, I understand that you are being produced and that's why you come up with such a good melody and drum part, but I was able to write down the melodies of the track "Machina".No, I haven’t edited it anywhere and I don’t want to profit from other people’s work, but I just want to say that it was written so simply, but it sounds very cool, like many of your other tracks.

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Water & nutritional substances, and uva and stimulation, purpose of existence to calm the mind, from self destructive endotmiosis so basic tasks taken to find sayd stimulus or substances of survival .,only for the soul it's need of being is u being, calm and respond lng back to remember past live knowledge to be recognized rembererd and freely shared to advance colective as whole. Or to perish recluse mad and disconnected from the purpose forgotten to reason why we chose to exist in a meat bio reactor mechanism of locomotive movement... Water and info be the most traded and needed so defalue info by making it free for those who understands..

FACE OF DEATH (feat. 99zed & Saliva Grey) [prod. 99zed]

Lyrics
______________________
I break her back and flick it
I make those stacks and kick it
I take that glock that stick it 
Down yo fckin throat for lickin
The envelope I keep this message hidden from the crack and whippet 
Snap snap I'm making the etch marks on yo back for fckin sittin down
Bride me up I'm lookin for that clown 
Lookin like I'm flippant sound - making the fun and then raking the guts,
from the misters  tell to me scuttle my ship outta lot for guns
so they can take up all my nuns, my witches from my dire higher sound
Yeah!
But I dont want you to have a piece of that 
I fuckin hate you you god damn bitch boi you're a piece of pie
I cut you up like a sliver from the whole damn sweetness side
You think you're hard but you're a pawn in this game where they treat me right 
I'm kicking my feet back I'm feeling like a terror - a fuckin monster without chains my birthplace was an error 
Born in red under night at 30:10 nursey carer 
Cattle fed, born no light without a cause the skin was fairer 
Hospital was dark my goddess lost there was a blood monsoon 
She knew it would be better when she saw that harvest moon
Premature but fuckin sure that he would take it back to you 
For handsome sure he was a mark on world that seems so black to who? you!
Uh
Giving it back to the miserable now I'm designing a culture permissible
Now an ordained mother fucker so insane he is not punsishable or bait per  phishable 
Cut fat off I'm raking blood from fish for slack 
Need to pull them in and feed the world that I hold right on my back, bitch
I break her back and flick it
I make those stacks and kick it
I take that glock that stick it 
Down yo fckin throat for lickin
The envelope I keep this message hidden from the crack and whippet 
Snap snap I'm making the etch marks on yo back for fckin sittin down
Yeah Scriptz

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HARVEST MOON (PROD. DUMBCHILD)

PROD. @https://www.youtube.com/channel/UC_ZaGY1g42nZqcgz7YcsbCQ

TRASH AMV https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fOnHheOTpyM&list=RDMMfOnHheOTpyM&start_radio=1

Lyrics:

Double barrel shotty for ya bit-bit-hotty
Ima cut her in the mardis gras, fvckin on her body
Im a slvt drawn psycho dancing corpses with bicardi
Sippin n1pple drippin whippin in the pool with your th0tties

Double barrel shotty for ya bit-bit-hotty
Ima cut her in the mardis gras, fvckin on her body
Im a slvt drawn psycho dancing corpses with bicardi
Sippin n1pple drippin whippin in the pool with your thotties

Im a bish-b1tch, im a wish-kid, snappin on the candles casting curses on your wits-wits
Making you insane, im a nessecacary puzzle piece
Showing you my brain, I'm a less-than-scary-cuddle-weeb
Huh? Buy an AK you know I'm kiddin
Ride a fvckin hayday for the other living
Gonna start the shootin on the walkin-dead
Lookin like im lying red, fvcking sheeple stupid meditated, know the senate-said
That you cant buy guns, that you cant buy drvgs, that you cant kick bums off the curb with the stun
2-mayweather mother told me pray a better peace, but my soul in on a lease
from the d3vil in his ease
I'm a motherfvcking lost-soul, I'm a canister of evil off his press-valve
Cobble stone is fvcking broken, open pandoras box
I'm a caught-cold, virus hour, slither deagle shot-mode

TRASH GANG AMV

MARDI GRAS (PROD. UNREM)

wow song with @holoblack @jontbeats
last song of the year

AMV DONE BY @idleglance go check it out https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jnr6yAZYWec&feature=youtu.be

----lyrics----
put me on a stretcher
all the drugs teach me a lesson
till i wake up on the street
thinkin oh fuck i need to get it and i-
ride high with a fucking four five and im
gon' die as a fuckin low life
ride high with a fucking four five and im 
gon' die as a fuckin low life

bitch im cold, slangin the dope, breakin a ho, into the fold 
ride high with fucking a four five  and i 
gon' die as a fuckin low life
bitch im cold, slangin the dope, breakin a ho, into the fold 
ride high with a fucking  four five and i 
gon' die as a fuckin low life

holoblack, in this muthafucka bitch
if you fuck around with us you'll hear this muthafucka click
down the drain, bodies slain, got to muthafuckin choose
you will die, stay alive,
you will muthafuckin lose
obey me muthafucka, 
got the nine up to your dome 
i see me in your future
cuckolding your muthafucking soul
when in rome, 
you best act the part, 
like you fuckin know
murda blitz x2 
close the casket on this stupid bitch and leave em in the mist

ride high with a fucking four five and im
gon' die as a fuckin low life
bitch im cold, slangin the dope, breakin a ho, into the fold, slangin the dope, 
breakin a ho, into the fold, givin a fuck about all of you hos








popping a pill at noon
fucking the realest two
smoking gorilla glue

and my bitch got the grip like the latter
fuck my life reverse climbing a ladder
I don't matter 
always sadder 
fuck everything that im striving after
im secluded feeling usless making my ego bigger 
drug abuser loser lowlife i make peace up with it
pop a bean and laser beam i look like frieza with it 
drivin into the sunset high wishing i could ---

Spotify

iaccidentallywrotemychristmaslistinadeathnote w HOLØBLACK (prod jon t) *AMV IN DESCRIPTION*

Socials:

Scriptz - https://www.instagram.com/scriptzture/
Saliva Grey - https://www.instagram.com/salivagrey/
Okra - https://www.instagram.com/rakaokra/

SCRIPTZ x SALIVA GREY - DEATH WITHIN REACH (PROD. OKRA)

CINNAMON

HAARPER - CINNAMON

Last drop of the year. HAPPY HOLIDAYS!

Out on all platforms.

Lyrics:

Wet, COME AT YOU
Drippin blade with the pay that I had to
Reprimanding all the middle men I bled through
Off these fvckin meds too, kinda wanna catch you

IM ON A K1LLING SPREE OZ, WIZARD WHO'S EATING YOUR MOTHERS AND DAUGHTS 
Divulging my manicure, painted by god - nails so black you'd think that I'ma cog in machine
Subtle fvckin touch from the madman who are between the angels and the jesters who grin from behind the scenes 
Im another 3vil from the lessons at the cantina, music notes out from the band and the beema 
Need another neena, akimbo never misses, ratata beam her I miss her I need the kisses 
It's a messy one I lean-uh, drvnk off the motherfvckin drugs. I need a hug....
Fading out final note, fin is the midas will, golden from carnival ending in a minus chill 
Fading out final note, fin is the midas will, golden from carnival ending in a minus chill 

wet wet wet wet wet wet wet
Wet, COME AT YOU
Drippin blade with the pay that I had to
Reprimanding all the middle men I bled through
Off these fvckin meds too, kinda wanna catch you

IM ON A K1LLING SPREE OZ, WIZARD WHO'S EATING YOUR MOTHERS AND DAUGHTS 
Divulging my manicure, painted by god - nails so black you'd think that I'ma cog in machine
Subtle fvckin touch from the madman who are between the angels and the jesters who grin from behind the scenes 
Im another 3vil from the lessons at the cantina, music notes out from the band and the beema 
Need another neena, akimbo never misses, ratata beam her I miss her I need the kisses 
It's a messy one I lean-uh, drvnk off the motherfvckin drugs. I need a hug....

IM ON A KILLING SPREE OZ, WIZARD WHO'S EATING YOUR MOTHERS AND DAUGHTS 
Divulging my manicure, painted by god - nails so black you'de think that I'ma cog in machine
Subtle fvckin touch from the madman who are between the angels and the jesters who grin from behind the scenes 
Im another 3vil from the lessons at the cantina, music notes out from the band and the beema

INSTAGRAM

MACHINA (PROD. UNREM)

KRUEGER SET RECORDS 
Produced By BM11
Cover Art By BM11

BERNIEMACELEVEN - ANGUISH (feat. MOBBS RADICAL, BABYKRUEGER & TITO PARASITE)

@jontbeats
amv: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=o1y8Duc-qvM

I fuck a bitch that I don't know
I keep my problems on the low
I cannot stop my mind to speak
I hit a lick i am a freak
Fuck a bitch hit a bump
Keep that shotgun in the trunk
Ponder if ill ever float
Keep my problems on the low
I got pain in my body
i might start shit with a shotty
I don't fuck with anybody
Bitch I'm fucked
I can't stand
I think I hurt myself
I think I'm goin bad
Man, what's it worth
Dead in the dirt
Find me on the crucifix
Smokin' on the earth
Goddamn I think I'm cursed
I think I'm burned
Watch my life adjourn
In your face i see concern
Sick of all these bitches acting like they want to know me
When it comes down to the fucking fact that you should fucking blow me
I don't need to hear your thoughts unless they meant to fuckin grow me
If you popped a glock then fuckin' show me

Man, what's it worth
Dead in the dirt
Find me on the crucifix
Smokin' on the earth
Man, what's it worth
Dead in the dirt
Find me on the crucifix
Smokin' on the earth
Man, what's it worth
Dead in the dirt
Find me on the crucifix
Smokin' on the earth
Man, what's it worth
Dead in the dirt
Find me on the crucifix
Smokin' on the earth

I don't mind I wanna die
Lookin' at the 45
Hollow point bullets in my soul, satisfied
No goodbye
With the clock by my side
Call me blind
Put me in formaldehyde
'Till I'm gone in the sky, ay

Everytime I fucking choke
Hanging from the fuckin rope
Lookin at the ceiling
With no reason cuz I cannot cope
Shoot me up with antidotes
Feel it movin' in my throat
Fuck a suicide, I'll just float, let it go

Find me on the crucifix
Smokin' on the earth
Man, what's it worth
Dead in the dirt
Find me on the crucifix
Smokin' on the earth
Man, what's it worth
Dead in the dirt

Man, what's it worth
Dead in the dirt
Find me on the crucifix
Smokin' on the earth
Man, what's it worth
Dead in the dirt
Find me on the crucifix
Smokin' on the earth
Man, what's it worth
Dead in the dirt
Find me on the crucifix
Smokin' on the earth
Man, what's it worth
Dead in the dirt
Find me on the crucifix
Smokin' on the earth

DEAD IN THE DIRT w/ JON T

@jontbeats
Join the discord! discord.gg/QjYBybaPQz

Whip out my 45 for the fuckin' fool
Take a 44 and shoot up heroines by the pool
43 reasons whip yo head with this toolie brah'
42 suiters pack 'em dumpster or a coola'

6666 I'm countin' 24-hunnid
For a sorta hooptie tune it up and make it more haunted
Black pearl paint, grim reaper scribed on door honey 
Rottin' in my basement till the room is lookin more sunny

That's forever bitch, you think you'll see the weather bitch
Not a chance in this hell you can even ask that heather bitch, but
She's a corpse and I don't know what is for
Cut it up, hydrochloric acid spilled all over floor
Yeah scriptz

Etchin' in the skull
Twistin' at the face
Stomach fuckin punctured with a beautiful blade
I'm runnin' out of patience, I'm itchin' for that pain
let my victims never go, they're all lined up in the same
Limb by limb in a bucket that I dumped in the sea

I write a message on the corpse, blood letters with the aim
Scriptz was what I wrote, never forget on my name
Raking enemies for vacancies in hell that they're destined

Pierce the veil now I'm peaking through
(Whip out my 45 for the fuckin' fool)
Raise to hail all this djinni brood
(Take a 44 and shoot up heroines by the pool)
Build a wall, waking them all, we're beyond your tools
(43 reason whip you head with this toolie brah')
Pullin strings, is their ting, but I channel through
(42 suiters pack 'em dumpster or a coola')

BLACK PEARL PAINT

BROKEN AND DEAD

Kill The Rest Of Them

Kill The Rest of Them (feat. Sigilmane) [prod. Undead Ronin]

https://linktr.ee/scriptzture

Join the discord (new link)
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MACHINA (PROD. UNREM)

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