Scriptz

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)

https://soundcloud.com/alex-hauschild-28800045
yeah im 
Sorta problematic I cause issues in your household 
Running up a pack like I got issues with the count cold 
Case when I come in cause my stomach  is 
Like the Dow Jones 
Dropping headed south for a week and
Then I bounce home 
Why so sudden need the medicine to let her go 
High soap fucking out control I’m here to 
Let em known 
I can’t take the pressure no my head about to fucking blow 
I’m beckoning to death with every step and every message wrote 

I don’t wanna drop top not that kid 
Use to move it off my bike to everyone that know I’m lit 
Now I’m someone that they recognize but  something must’ve switched 
Cause I’m shunning all your shit I don’t need you to get it 
Bitch I’m backpack stack shawty catch me on the bridge 
Your shit wack wack probably why you 
Always on my dick 
I don’t dap slap hands with the fake I know you is 
Only here just for a grip fair the weather when I dip 
Distant minded I don’t buy it I been dying for some time 
I’m deriding all these rappers whole discography with lines 
It’s a ticking ticking time bomb 
Bouta fucking fly 
Off the shelf I let em die 
Whip the wits I said goodbye 
Bitch you burnt work 
Harder than a god damn machine 
Out the dirt hurt carting round my hate for where we been 
Where we living where we spin fuck the sound of Summer been 
Shut inside for 20 months so now I’m bouta fucking sin

drive [noxygen]

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 ---

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

ft. @apoc_krysis & @thesantos-1
prod. @slvg420

BLASTAH ft. APOC KRYSIS & SANTOS SANTANA (PROD. SLVG)

They're trying to eat me alive

____________

I got my cypher and im pullin it out

big clout, void is teased from the mega-man south 

Blast you in the face you got a big mouth 

rig route, monestary truth is in my ink pout

spillin it out for the villain slouch

Im missing slick pouch

big couch, im lazing and im smoking dutch

puff that shit into the race the vapor makes touch 

Cant rake the sliver lining in the waking clouds

pushing it away

Im a gator in the glades 

eating fishies with the reigns

Psycho like the gat stain

Uzi jacoozi got pirahana invading lanes

So I whip my tail turn around and eat em up like curdled brains 

Do you think you kinda fear me 

Eating up your kiddies look into the mirror G

pullin back, repel the track - down the building for combat

break the glass, im titling reality back for misses racked

what did you think I did with all the shrewd words 

sins turning craftin logos from the devil's soon learn

Crafting up with marble from the books I did boon burn 

piles on piles im etchin scriptz and then I hit return

yeah

PIRANHA (PROD. K4STET x SATO LIGHTS)

DIGRESS x BEARDED LEGEND // FINE LINE (Prod.  NICEMEME$OUND)

Little monday drop, hope you guys enjoy. SC exclusive for now.

Lyrics
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WET THE BLADE MOTHERFUCKER|
IMA RAIN ON THESE OTHER-REALM bitches with the carnal soul insane kuckleduster fo yo brain, mother fucker
Pullin out retract the blade motherfucker let ya bleed on the lane motherfucker, I'm like bane - holy sucker

I kill the fuckin priest,
Walkin through the desert got blood on mind ima feast 
On the sanitary cubicles and workman suits are creased 
From my teeth, I'm a cemetery seeth, wraith waked for the eastmen
Feudal japan is right in my ease pen, I m drawing up that warfare, kinda keep the deeps thin
Im slicing yea 50 times and I take your kin for keeps-sin, make ya suffer tougher things in life, im not a cheap djinn


-Feudal japan is right in my ease pen, I m drawing up that warfare, kinda keep the deeps thin
Im slicing yea 50 times and I take your kin for keeps-sin, make ya suffer tougher things in life, im not a cheap djinn

It costs about a beating for ya
My heart is now retreating from the order, start the soarin - droppin psalms on these motherfuckers who are snorin 
Sleep my shit get your wrists slit its easy to implore ya 
When im armed to the teeth with diamond fangs and the cobra swordas 
---Tell me bitch do you think that I count the quota
I dont I press the fairy right into the corner 
Capital is up above me pourin, I'ma handit to the coroner 

WET THE BLADE MOTHERFUCKER|
IMA RAIN ON THESE OTHER-REALM bitches with the carnal soul insane kuckleduster fo yo brain, mother fucker
PUllin out retract the blade motherfucker let ya bleed on the lane motherfucker, I'm like bane - holy sucker

I kill the fuckin priest,
Walkin through the desert got blood on mind ima feast 
On the sanitary cubicles and workman suits are creased 
From my teeth, I'm a cemetery seeth, wraith waked for the eastmen

Feudal japan is right in my ease pen, I m drawing up that warfare, kinda keep the deeps thin
Im slicing yea 50 times and I take your kin for keeps-sin, make ya suffer tougher things in life, im not a cheap djinn

Feudal japan is right in my ease pen, I m drawing up that warfare, kinda keep the deeps thin
Im slicing yea 50 times and I take your kin for keeps-sin, make ya suffer tougher things in life, im not a cheap djinn

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AVARICE (PROD. SILENCE)

SORRY FOR THE WAIT!! MUCH MORE MUSIC COMING! THANK YOU FOR THE SUPPORT

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LEECH Prod.RULZ ON

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

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

[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

DON'T BE TESTIN'

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