DIS SHIT IS AUTOMATICALLY HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARD

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LYRICS:

y 'all said I wasn't shit
now you all up on my dick
oh dat ca$pr he da shit
pussyboi you make me sick
I'm that flame you just a wick

when I was starting out yall pussys ran your mouth
now that I got some clout 
claim that you lookin out
bitch what you talkin bout
I was alone and out
forced to go on without
support and now y'all want
me to put a muthafucka on
praying for feats like I'm fucking saint john
embodied darkness and now I'm a god
aim for the dome bitch stare into the dot

I don't owe you anything
on my own did everything
bitch now I am unstoppable
that right there the scary thing hoe

y'all be snakes 
y'all some hoes
 copycats they jack my flow
all yall fake
 records blow
that's why you ain't gett no shows

pussy ass bitch
keep running that lip
got my hand up on the grip
pull the trigger let it rip
y'all pussies ain't shit
come get your wig split
didn't wanna fuck with me till I had money on my wrist

now y'all want
me to put a muthafucka on
praying for feats like I'm fucking saint john
embodied darkness and now I'm a god
aim for the dome bitch stare into the dot

I don't owe you anything
on my own did everything
bitch now I am unstoppable
that right there the scary thing hoe

YOUTUBE

CA$PR - $AINT JOHN [PROD. AVE_MIRON]

KNUCKLE UP [prod.lil $wedden]

$ITH:
Light up my blunt 
Then I talk my shit 
Yo girl want me 
She on my dick 
Shawty lick nuts 
Shawty don’t fuss
Shawty wassup 
Shawty wanna fuck 
WOOH

Engulfed by these visions 
I hit em with precision
These bullets enter like incisions 
 I can feel my body shifting 

Out of this bitch 
Star sent kid 
Open my mind 
To the consciousness lift 
Bitch I want war 
Open the pit 
Throwing my elbows 
Breaking my fist 

Brass knuckles 
They breaking yo ribs
South side repping 
I’m throwing up $ith 
Dark and light 
Polarity shift 
Grab the tone let it rip 

Demon in the dark 
I’m suckin on titties 
Stupid mfs I will never 
Show pity 
Always got love 
To the fuckas who wit me 
Unload the 9 into 
Fuckas who fear me 

Make yo soul split 
Inter dimensional jit
Issa party with my angels 
Triple sevens in this bitch

SLIMMY:
Back when i’m whippin round the cut
Motha fuckas talking tough 
Why the fuck you talking bout some luck
Leave you in the stains and dust’

Bitch you done, level up 
Bitch I grew up out at the mud
Knuckle up for the punks 
We go get them with the slugs

Bitch and nothing fucking changed
Repping with the gang
Motha fuckas starting shit but they ain’t do no thang’

Whippin round the cut when i’m pulling up
Motha fuckas buck 
I ain’t giving no fucks 
Motha fucka level up’

A $ITHGANGPRODUCTION

$LIMGRIM x 6th$ithLord - Knuckle Up [prod.Lil $wedden]

Lyrics-


What makes the grass grow?
BLOOD BLOOD BLOOD
Shank ‘em then I walk off
I don’t run 
To cut his frame of time do what I must
I can tell that they don’t know just where I’m from 

A walking flame
I make it all combust 
Take you out your frame and slide you through the sun
Pleasure/pain
I’m good with feeling either one
Leave you maimed 
You break apart just like some crumbs
What’s decay to something that’s already done?
Break away
Your matter fades until there’s none

Brick by brick
You’re sealed inside until you suffocate
Searching for something to rip apart 
The dark becomes your fate
Flaky flaky fucker figured out how much pain he could take
(Not a lot)
Went into shock until I shook his ass awake

Awaiting your arrival to the afterlife
Hades opens up for you to fall inside
Drained of all your substance now you’re fertilizer for the souls that never got to see the light
They find it in your eyes and feast until you freeze like carbonite 


Carving out a path through the bushes while the moon shine
Sycamores surround
Delusional off of that moonshine
Skull and crossbones if you make your way into my sight 
Tracking down your trails 
You trip and tumble to the other side

CARBONITE (prod. MAJZKLUANI)

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LET ME GO Prod.Yung Ripper

[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

feat: @youngmindtrip
prod: @tokkizbeats
[Intro/Hook: Tommy Wright III]
Dodging bullets, ducking and diving
Running and gunning, sticking and creepin
Do-Dodging bullets, ducking and diving
Running and gunning, sticking and creepin
Do-Dodging bullets, ducking and diving
Running and gunning, sticking and creepin
Do-Dodging bullets, ducking and diving
Running and gunning, sticking and creepin
Dodging bullets, ducking and diving
Running and gunning, sticking and creepin
Do-Dodging bullets, ducking and diving
Running and gunning, sticking and creepin
Do-Dodging bullets, ducking and diving
Running and gunning, sticking and creepin
Do-Dodging bullets, ducking and diving
Running and gunning, sticking and creepin

[Verse 1: HOLØBLACK]
Jumpin off the coast 
Seeing if I float (rollin)
Rollin coal and duckin ho's 
Slappin' my face with a 44
Yeah, here I go again
Yeah, here I go again
I don't see no heaven 
I see a seven eleven
I don't got no time for a lesson
I see demons hangin' in felons 
In posession of my fuckin' soul
I'm lost like don't you fuckin' know

[Hook: Tommy Wright III]
Dodging bullets, ducking and diving
Running and gunning, sticking and creepin
Do-Dodging bullets, ducking and diving
Running and gunning, sticking and creepin
Do-Dodging bullets, ducking and diving
Running and gunning, sticking and creepin
Do-Dodging bullets, ducking and diving
Running and gunning, sticking and creepin

[Verse 2: Youngmindtrip]
gotta pack of shells blunts guts on the floor 
life’s fucked up always worse than before 
think I’m knocking on heavens door
most likely I’ll see what’s below 
last year was about recovery
now there’s more trauma underneath 
all this pain’s because of me
please don’t your trust in me
in my head my friends are dead
thats what I see in bed
i see bodies when I sleep
wish I was below concrete 
no one was listening 
[[yeah that’s why I had to scream]]
if I jump off of the edge 
I’ll finally wake up from this dream
I thought you would take the pain away
then you left and the pain just stayed 
every day I watch myself decay
trapped in my head but it’s okay
I thought you would take the pain away
then you left and the pain just stayed 
every day I watch myself decay
trapped in my head but it’s okay

[Hook/Outro: Tommy Wright III]
Dodging bullets, ducking and diving
Running and gunning, sticking and creepin
Do-Dodging bullets, ducking and diving
Running and gunning, sticking and creepin
Do-Dodging bullets, ducking and diving
Running and gunning, sticking and creepin
Do-Dodging bullets, ducking and diving
Running and gunning, sticking and creepin

JUMPIN OFF THE COAST (FEAT. YOUNGMINDTRIP)

HERE I GO KILLING AGAIN! (Prod. SXMPRA)

(PROD. @user-559092369)
Mixed and mastered by @officialundeadronin

mother fuckin kill em all 
i sit and watch em fuckin burn 
i murder the fuckin sheep 
then leave yo ass up in an urn
watching as the bodies fall
kill em all 
kill em all
take one step and you will die
there ain’t no man up in the sky

devils perception 
they handle the weapons and seek through the face of deception 
i’m stressing
i’m guessing 
enslaved to tha system 
we shoot and don’t miss em
my brain is abysmal
thoughts always so cynical 
i am atypical 
biblical boundaries 
demons are after me 
they trynna mother fucking take me out
step up to tha reaper 
show me what you bout

i cannot seem to cope
30 fuckin lines bouta make me choke
i hope 
that i fuckin rot slow 
feel them vices take ahold 
you put that rope around ya neck 
then kick the chair and hold your breath
it’s time to meet your fuckin death
sayin your prayers, i rip at ya chest bitch

DEVIL’$ PERCEPTION (PROD. CORPSE X BLACK POINT)

Go Follow: @666-feet-under

Lyrics:

Undead Ronin:
Buckin round with me I leave you in that grave
No more praying to the faith
With a crucifix I swing it and it penetrates yo brain
Out my motherfuckin way
I got some shit I need to say
Turn you round and look into yo eyes
Your soul will enter me
Get tossed to the abyss
Where all you kids
Suffering endlessly forever pimp
Embody the spirit of Hachiman
Bring the fucking plague
Blade make way
Get slain for the devil
I’m an evil motherfucker 
And I’m boutta start some trouble G
Triple six on my mind
Boutta crucify
Jesus ain’t yo savior 
He a bitch that’s why he fuckin died 
Step back you don’t want this fuckin fight
With a sword up in my hand
I swing it once and make it slice 
Get a motherfuckin dent up in yo skull
When I bash it right in 
You ain’t got shit on Ronin
Look at you no competition 
Black Magick casting
Dark Magician boutta take yo life 
Look into my eyes you stupefied 
And I will take the fuckin blow 

6Shmitt:
why you talkin shit bitch
yo crew unorganized
and you won’t disband
give them a chance to grow
you hold them back
their plays their stats the royalties man
you should give them back
talkin like you motha fuckas know a lot
about bitch imma grippin the fuckin bat
a motha fucka gettin cracked
i love to hang motha fucker
where we goin i already packed a rope
aint no competition
crush these bustas
on the crucifix
these phonies fuckin burn
pimp ablaze
my stomach churns
all these motha fuckas
chirp
off the drugs
they like the birds
all these bustas cold and slur
its sigilmane
sprayin that thing
bringin it back to the old name bitch
i break the shit that hold yo brain
callin my name
vision starts fade
talkin bout chains
imma rip off his face
with the blade
that i keep in
the shieth of a excalibur
I DO NOT BLEED
ALSO BITCH YOU AINT A G
GOT YOU AT YO KNEES SCREAMIN
BEGGIN SHMITT HAVE MERCY PLEASE
GOT THE HOUND UP ON THE LEASHE
SINKIN IN SOME FUCKIN TEETH

ILLUSIONS OF HOMICIDE

NO COMPETITION

NO COMPETITION (feat. Sigilmane) [prod. Undead Ronin]

Huge thanks to https://www.instagram.com/ooge.art/ for making the cover and logo!

prod. https://soundcloud.com/k4stet

SLOTH (prod. k4stet)

You make me sick Ft. C4$PA-308 is the first single from UK underground artist Ug1y K1tt3n - The beat was composed and produced by BooBooMane.

You Make Me Sick Ft. C4$PA-308 Prod. BooBooMane

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