How Industrious.

Lyrics:
I just spent a bag on some bad things
Pop a little bit and now i feel like I am lapsing
I be going up while they Crashing
Hit me for the work and didn't realize I'm taxing

Scratch my skin it peels off me
Whisper in this state appealing
Speak softly
I feel great I feel cocky
Lot up on my plate I take my meals promptly

It's a little fucking difficult to operate a function
Throw them fucking hands then get to Swinging to concussion
Fucking losing it like you been trapped inside a dungeon
Body needing more but it jus suffer a reduction

Money on my mind I got his bitch just fucking eyeing me
Preach about my worth and fuck her raw I Call it irony
Swear to God my sense of reason seems to be just idling
556 gon flatten out his block like we be ironing

Walk out, bitch, my top is finna drop down
Territory filled with the stench of fucking blood now
You ain't part of the mix, your getting tossed out
And I been high as a bitch, I gotta come down

I make this shit look like it's easy
Its ok your man wants to be me
I can't see wit u underneath me
And I feel like you been all depleting

BAD THINGS [PROD DUMBCHILD]

prod. sixthells

Feeding my demons away from the light
Don't want nobody to see who I am
Why would I stop after giving my life
I'd rather be dead than be blending in
Walking around like a motherfucking devil
I got no soul like a revenant
I wanna fly but I'll never land
All of these nightmares they never end

I'm losing my patience, I'm losing my vision, I'm losing my mind
Drifting away from the living, away from the vivid
I'm reaching the stars in the sky
Live in shadows, away from the fame
Don't need your love, no no, we not the same
Forever underground, I'll never change
Forever underground, I'll never change

Feeding my demons away from the light
Don't want nobody to see who I am
Why would I stop after giving my life
I'd rather be dead than be blending in
Walking around like a motherfucking devil
I got no soul like a revenant
I wanna fly but I'll never land
All of these nightmares they never end

feeding my demons

I am the best at this, stunt on this
Tripping on these fuckin morsels for the maniquin
Picture-esque demon, darkside call me Anakin
I got the plan you’re in it, got the dirk for the fans I'll win

I’m gonna sack-ya-girl, take her body steep her
Like the tea into my evo, violent yellow on its sleek-bod
Gironobomb for people, strapped to chest im fuckin’ evil  
No religion I'm off the deep end
No meds in head got bodies reekin’ 

Pipe dream on the weekend in the week I'm seeking’ on the scenic route
I’m tweakin’ On that ayahuasca, peekin’ through with D-M-T,
They got me weakened, marionette my arms
I’m fleekin’ with that blood I’m creepin’ on yo bitch
She leakin’ on her death I’m geekin’

All the ‘wards, got magic wards, I’m an animal, not an amateur
Hosi-tile on all the cams I’m in-
Got me on the tape trippin’ off the djinn
Got the body parts in the final-bin
I’ma send it off for the fight I’m in
Mail ya ya family for taking lips to my vita-bitch
Scriptz

EVO PIPE DREAM

IG: https://www.instagram.com/shade_apollo/

W/ @sagath
Prod. @sergelaconic
Cover Art by https://www.instagram.com/whoismuski/

Lyrics:
I'm polishin' my blades
Watch daylight die
Once my kill switch is engaged
Hear angels cry

I'm polishin' my blades
Watch daylight die
Once my kill switch is engaged
Hear angels cry

Снова где-то бродит по лесам Сагат
Он обратился к Богу только тот ему не рад
Он с ума сходит по немногу в голове его разлад
Он выбрал себе дорогу но эта дорога в ад
И хочется его спросить: Старый ну что с тобой не так?
Не может же всё это быть из-за панических атак?
Ведь ты зашёл намного дальше и капнул гораздо глубже
Уже не будет так как раньше знаю будет только хуже
Видимо нужен антидот и я не о святой воде
Так и не поймёт народ что его слушает что тот в беде
Им зрелищ подавай давай про Сатану Сагат
И за могилы зачитай за одержимость и за ад
И всем плевать какую цену их кумир за это платит
Изо рта пену пускай хоть толпе голодной никогда не хватит
Да в палате не сладко от припадка до припадка
Чувствую гадко себя но спасибо пока меня не окружила оградка я
Я пока живой спою тебе дружок
О том как в тёмный мир меня с собой нечистый уволок
Меня ни один здравамыслищий не пустит на порог
Да я боролся с этим злом но одолеть его не смог
И теперь где-то между строк сидит это отродье беса
Снова вызовет восторг да эта дьявольская месса
Да я так тянулся к свету но скажи по чьей вине?
Я погряз во тьме

It’s lookin' like a long road ahead
So I’m tightenin' my boots
'Nother tooth knocked loose in my wake
Delete the fakes who end up in my way
Leave another demon slain for every rhyme left in this page
Resurrect 'em from the grave for every time I feel that rage
So I’m really raisin' Hell if it is war you wanna wage
Bitch I’m sharpenin' my scythe and I’m polishin' my blades
Watch daylight die once my kill switch is engaged
Hear angels cry when you speak the name
Bitch it’s Shade
Made it out the cage
Never leave unscathed
Left me crazed
Forever changed
Soul exchanged for the gift to create
Helped me navigate
Through the fog out the maze
Up through dirt and decay
I was stripped of the light
Then in dark found my way
I saw thousands of eyes glowing inside a cave
And I waltzed right inside with a grin on my face
I came out drenched in blood with my fist fuckin' raised

Then I went on my merry way
Into the night now I shall fade
Back inside of my coffin once the time is finally day
The darkness fall again out from my slumber I awake
Ghosts haunt me from within but I’m no longer afraid 
Step inside the dark beyond
Inside you will be harmed
Not us we came in armed
Walked out with battle scars
Promise you won’t get far
Fell low to raise the bar
Not Hell but it’s on par

Plunged into Darkness

Plunged into Darkness w/ Sagath (Prod. Sergelaconic)

PROD ARAGOTH + VINCE.M10
Mix & Mastered by @aragoth.die

LYRICS:

MILITXNT:
Stomp on his face with my motherfucking timberlands
 grabbing the knife bouta commit a sin again 
spinning the  block like a mf ceiling fan
 move on ya block I don’t need to be vigilant
 pull up to ya spot with a motherfucking  two piece 
roll ya ass up like a motherfucking loos leaf 
That pussy  boy talk but the mag barking louder 
smoking his family his tree turn to powder
 family is crying I’m burning his flowers 
guts on the floor u know we can devour
 kill Tracy don’t talk to crazy
put ya hands down u not banging 
speak again there’s no more waiting 
hit ya family where there laying 
u talk like a gangster you nothing but bitch made 
carve out his body it’s empty got blood stains
all on my face cus we ripped em up Ak 
stick at ya grandmothers why u ain’t pack shit
 always on me make that pussy do back flips 
taking his bag count it up I can’t stack shit 
broke lil bitch u ain’t never gonna make it 
speak on the gang know I’m coming with big sticks
 reload the Glock give me time got some big clips 
sharpen my knife ready fuck em up wrist slits

PROPHET:
I’m in Lawrence MA 
Come out here we can play 
Got a big Mac 11 
Disfigure yo face 
You ain’t going to heaven 
Ain’t leaving no trace 
Lay down your family 
Put them in a grave 
Broke little fxggot 
Speak on homies name
stomp on your head 
Til I start seeing brains 
Breaking your jaw 
Put your face on the pave
You want the smoke 
I can fly outta state 
Pull up at your door 
We know right where you stay 
Got rugers with Glocks 
And a couple ak’s  
We gon pull up 
And won’t leave til your slain 
You get beat down 
And we’re snatching yo chain 
ain’t met a real one
This shit ain’t a game 
Rep for the set
I put on for the gang 
I’m with some og’s
That put in the pain 
Cut up your body 
And watch the blood drain 
I hope you die 
From a needle in vein
OD on fentanyl
Laced with your Caine 
Turn you to a puddle 
I’m leaving a stain 
If you got a bitch 
She my side, not a main 
She wanna slide 
Got her wet like the rain 
I am animal 
You cannot tame 
I need the money 
You’re in it for fame 
Pussy your fucking 
career is a shame 
Look at your face 
I can see you’re a lame 
I got advice for you 
stay in your lane 
Killing brings joy 
That I cannot contain 
I’ll keep on killing 
Long as I remain

MILITXNT X PROPHET - WEKILLEDTRACY

CXBRAS FANGS

DiminishedSoulz I $ai the Ghoul x PROPHET (prod. Aragoth)

soundcloud.com/xxcassyb x soundcloud.com/bloodground23

Apple Music

CASSYB X BLOODGROUND - WAY BACK

Murder mountain prod. Santana

ERADICATION

[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

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