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Scriptz

LIKETHAT! feat. DREAD (prod. ESTHETIC GLOOM x SINEMATIC)

A little experimentation for my soundcloud folks, Ill have this up everywhere soon.

Lyrics

Call me king of the under-underground,
Flippin things aint my purpose when I'm done around
These fuckin givin uppers and their stutter,gutter sound
I dont wanna do this anymore I found,
Another purpose for the curses that Im bound to
Drippin ink on these verses with the sound foo 
Can I best them and burp fire semi auto rounds through 
The fuckin back of a snitch or a clown oo


Draggin heels through the mud
Discipline is on the up
Rockets more than just a dud|
Can I press this on my buds
- want to break free from the chains in the sun  
I dont want a little fun
I dont a brittle gun
i want chrome glock, own stock, fuckin three six and a bone thug
Can I matte up and then black it on out - suicide is on my fuckin mind aint talkin bro hugs
Family is waiting 'hind the scenes but I am own one
Its not my time yet but I know I'm owed one 
By the god who put me here to be more than in  phone-book
I got my own took - not taking drugs to fucking comb through 
The fuckin snowy tunnels that I'm motherfuckin goin through
Yeah
Scriptz

INSTAGRAM

CURSES (PROD. GFLOW MUSIC)

14,000 (Prod. Fles)

you guys said keep cookin

Ive got blood on my shirt, ive got blood on my wrists, I've got blood in my dish,ive got blood in the nicks 
I am death, 4th horseman from the curse, I'm coming out of the sky floating on a black hearse 
its terminal, incurvable, straight line to the end for cert-ain, you're not on the mend im certain your honor's closing curt-ains
SMOKIN LIKE A WRAITH FROM THE MOTHERFUCKIN BASEMENT
You ask me where im from, that question I evade it
I made it, that's all ya need to know, I'm makin payment
I do it for the love of it but 1000s for these tastebuds

INDEPENDENT
IM DEPENDENT
ON FUCKIN DRUGS, VISION VVS PENDENTS 
ITS DEPENDIN, ON HOW YOU PROACH'in ME
IM SMOKIN ROACH BY ROACH, NOT ENDIN ON THE BROKEn KEYS
DONT WANT A HOE LEASE
OR A CHOKin PIECE ->
I WANT THAT CHROME PIece so I can piece together some ov dis home peace ->
Home invader got his head in a choke hold please dont take a breath
Im feeling better  dont need another reason to bring death
But im the best, at killin the villains and bein the villain im chillin for realin,, now I get paid to pop different pillins and do my own thingin just killin some time 
Smokin on vines, stankin like piss, something like ivy kissin me some bliss, yeah I own bizz, if you ask me my projected worth is like 10 millions is what it is
Wait I'm compatible gory and damnable, retina's flammable, blatantly animal 
eating the flesh from a platter yo, cannibal - you can call me the sinbaddy the Hannibal

please don't take a breath (prod. Fantom XXX)

I GOT RACKS WOADIE
TWO STEPPIN WIMME
HELL BENT GETTIN RICH
YOU AINT DO IT FOR ME
OUTTA BUCK CITY
WILD CHILD WIT IT
LOOK ALIVE I ARRIVE WITH THE STYLE GRITTY

MY CITADEL RACKED UP NO BACK UP ITS JUS ME N REVY ROCKIN SHIT
ROLLIN OFF THE DIRT IM UP TO LONG LIKE I DONT NEED A BED
HOLLA AT MY DEMONS HEARIN SOMEONE CALLIN BACK THE WIND
PARANORMAL VICES IM THAT PHANTOM WITH A SILVER WRIST

LEG SWOLLEN 
FLUID POURIN 
POTIONS GOT MY SHIT IN MOTION 
HEAVENS METHOD 
KEEP MY WEAPON 
FUCK THAT BITCH I LEARNED MY LESSON
HOT SHOT JUNKIE I AINT GOT NO TIME FOR FUCKIN FEELINS
HONOR ON MY BUSINESS IMA PUSH THAT PRESSURE TO THE LIMIT

DO OR DIE
IM BONA FIDE
KEEP THEM RECORDS HIGH
BREAKIN BINDS
CUTTIN TIES
ONLY STAIN TO RISE
KEEP ON RUNNIN JUGS SMOKIN BLOOD PLAYIN WITH THE KNIFE
CANT STAND NEXT TO US FUCK YOU THOUGHT BETTER RECOGNIZE

ELEGANCE ON MY GLORY IM VEXIN UP TACTICS FLAWLESS
THE WAY I KICK IT IS PERFECT COMPARE MY SHIT UP TO PROPHETS
ITS THAT REVEREND FOR THE MENACE MOVIN WICKED WITH MY MOTIVE
TAKE A PAGE AND LET IT FESTER PASSIN DOPE TO MY REFLECTION

IM THAT BAD ADDICT IM NOT BAD AT IT I GOT BAD HABITS 
REAL STATIC GETTIN REAL RAGGED YOU JUST REAL AVERAGE
FOLD MAGGOT MORTUARY LAVISH BODIES TURN TO ASHES
NAUSEOUS OFF OF THAT COFFIN POPPIN GRAB THE SHOVEL IM SICK OF TALKIN

NINETY FOUR TONE AND MY BASE DIVINE
HUNNID BODIES IN THE PACK DROP AN EIGHT IN THE SLIDE
SIX BLADES ROLLIN FACE BITCH IM PAINTED TONIGHT
KEEPIN THAT POLISH IN MY POCKET OUT THE GUTTER DEIFIED

I GOT RACKS WOADIE
TWO STEPPIN WIMME
HELL BENT GETTIN RICH
YOU AINT DO IT FOR ME
OUTTA BUCK CITY
WILD CHILD WIT IT
LOOK ALIVE I ARRIVE WITH THE STYLE GRITTY

MFA

RACKS (prod. REQUIEM CULT)

@jontbeats
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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

BT#OMD!

Underworld creepin, need my throne this life's been decent
I need to drip on out, dressed in black like 60 feet in
Coffin watchin body, need it around what I am seekin
Become death itself, and shake off all these mortal feelings

Check, caught it, motherfuckin cheques, caught it 
Im taking shots while Im making money, if im honest 
Drunk on pain, didn't think you were ever on it
Im like godly, almost immortal with my sonnets

Im a goner, never saw it, abyss entrenched from top to bottom
Wet up a 'dom and never make some fawnsa, im alone till underdawn hits
Underdawn hits, I drifted where the dawn hits, 
Sun is shining through the stain-glass
But I animate some bronze shit,,

Call me Midas or king Arthur the great, call me Leonidas or call me king of the saints
Call me Poseidon steppin up to break nose of brigade, descend from giants got some oni in my lifeforce and veins

Wet up a tip
I'm a dividend and dip, castin' all these motherfucker while I smoke another swish

UNDERDAWN (prod. Hocii 808)

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)

Blood on my wrist watch
Time is runnin thin blot
Rorschach says im going to the fin block
and I win not, and I do not never ever win not

Im a little even but im odd get close to me
Feeling like ill pop another Xanax, henny bean
Wait - the cemetery's in the scene,
We're grave digging casting spells on all these undead trees 

Ring wraiths, ring wraiths, count em in the ring mate
Put you up against some sing skanks, make up some zing zang,
Got the zaza in my think tank
Overflilin but im chillin, ice cold rosin from the big bank
liquid gold i think Ill give thanks
To the demons that power my empowered right to give thanks
yeah I Give thanks, yeah...
Give thanks...
Mortal with a wig plank...  
Split it ...

WIGSPLIT JIFFY (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)

You think ide leave the soundcloud fam hangin'? Here's another new one, working on getting these on all plats. Lemme know what your faves are lately

I'll tell a tale, worse than the brothers grim
reaper on my tail he can tell that I am seeding djinn 
On these bitches and these hoes, fanboys and the saddened hims
Im tiltin up to godly doves but they spittin ungodly hymns
Horses spittin webs
Bitches splittin lips
Im a motherfuckin kick
Jet-li on yo asses, whole crew lookin thin
slice and dice em one by one from a background dimension
Im on mission endjinne, rx7 with the candy rims 
Feeling like berating tools
I got like eighty tools 
dont wave the payment fool
Break yo legs you complacent soon to be dead from my hand of aces rule
Im on the massacre cant see the caskets, uh, cant see the caskets oo 
My mouth is runnin drool - cannibal red from all the nudes 
Sent to my inbox im chemical in-lock, my head is so fucked up this cortisal gets buck 
know Im a debter undoubtable get fucked, I need that money on my desk in the morning so get strutt-this shit aint a set-up, yo its a sect cult 
You running from all of us but you'll come right back to networth
KILLUMINATI ON FERRARIS, GOT THE SUPRA BODY KIT, TECH 9 LOADED YOU CAN CALL ME KINEVIL KINMAN WITHOUT THE KIN 
SOLO CHILD HE's A MASSOCHIST, FUCKING ANTI-CHREST - GOT IT ON HIS CREST, SWANGING FROM HIS CHEST, DEVIL'S LET

TALEZ (PROD. BLACKFERZ)

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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MAIN CHARACTER SYNDROME (PROD. PUIA)

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