Scriptz

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DRIP!!!

tatata

Gaming

scream a lot

spotify playlist: https://open.spotify.com/playlist/26UyxPpkXHTBw5tparL3kg?si=fd94fa19526c4e21

Dead Cypher Records

- SCRIPTZ -

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QUATERNITY (Prod. NetuH)

got a plan for u champ ❤

lyrics: https://genius.com/Oh-gasm-let-u-know-lyrics

@deadcypherrec

let u know (prod. oh gasm!)

i like to be alone ❤

lyrics: https://genius.com/Oh-gasm-another-dream-lyrics

@deadcypherrec

another dream (prod. oh gasm!)

SALIVA GRAY
https://www.instagram.com/salivagrey/
https://open.spotify.com/artist/1a7xjqgtH0LtzVv80S9kVx
https://soundcloud.com/salivagrey
https://www.youtube.com/channel/UC6D3mzM38w78YBZ859OOg8w

DUBICH
https://www.instagram.com/wutit_dubich/
https://open.spotify.com/artist/1pJI45fuAli4XeAK3sbRSY
https://soundcloud.com/dubich

Produced by Walk Among Kings
https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCTNBA9Gsrj7o9VQhEFm68CA
https://www.instagram.com/walkamongkings/

SALIVA GREY x DUBICH - MASS SELF DESTRUCTION (prod. Walk Among Kings)

DCR @https://soundcloud.com/ripvxnn

[Lyrics]
Scriptz 
Kickin and drippin my wings are so smitten
Engulfed in those flames I'm like phoenix not kitten 
Feathers are falling off bed is so hidden
But god's got my back I land in the pit fit in 
Crowd wants my strife so here's what I have written
Clown with that knife I'm armed like I'm committen
To murder and sight I'll blind you for the shittin on my set 
Have we met? I'm a satan spawn spittin, 
In a mech for the sex got a deagle and a clippin 
I'm an amends for the cause that you keep in cars ridden 
Britty for the hex and the foreign for the slidden
Drifting and thrifting I massacer the crowds like I'm bitten
Watch the truck carry you so far
What a mess in an animal flare 
Picturing us for cannibal star 
Eating their souls up Im cosmic and rar 
WHAT WHAT 
Catch up for the back up truck 
Filled with the goons and gorillas and shumcks
Commanding them to the end of their quick luck 
Bottom of barrel I know it is up
Bottom of stairwell   we're running for fun
I'm scratching the wood and I'm finding we're done 
So far out from  shore we have drifted and flown.. 
Yeah

RATTLESNAKE (PROD. RIPVANN)

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

HARVEST MOON (PROD. DUMBCHILD)

LIL TEXXAN - COUNTRY PHONK(PROD. HUMAN JUNIOR)

SERPENTINE FT. UNDAGROUND (Prod. CRYPT1K)

bustin a fake and you left in the wake
of destruction
eruption of everything sacred
forsaken the spirits
you wasted your precious life
talk about do or die never to rectify
always to mystify
what is the tundra mane
does he just play the game
with the intent to maim
focusing energy
life in a jeopardy
duckin and divin he does away enemies right
picky picky mothafuckas
beggars cant be choosers
9 millimeter or the 45
I take you for a ride we going lake side
drag yo body to the waters
murky bottom
dead of autumn
feelin solemn
no it wasnt personal
I take a job thats workable
chop it up and thats a fact
these slugs are for your cardiac
you sprintin like a quarter back
i follow like a spectre
collector of bones
I turn to ash
only live to fuckin thrash
takin out the fuckin trash
light it up with just a flash
cannot be fuckin
with me when it comes to the jump
whippin the stick
with a click and it thumps
reaper be waggin his finger he beckons
to come
ready to plunge
fallin thru a sea of flames
nothing left for you to claim
flesh from bone its quite a shame
your life was just a claim to fame
now your nothing but some dust
and trust me when I say its just a game

DONT COME TESTIN FLIPPED

DJ 7800 X DJ IMPACT911 X ROUTE696 X TEGNONE - BLAST 'EM (94)

This was up for about 2 seconds last week, so that's why the comments are gone (I uploaded again)

MANIC CHRONOS (PROD. SORROW BRINGER)

Something more traditional scriptz, much love everyone

NEOPOLIS (PROD. K4STET)

Last one for at least a few days. More to come, hope you guys enjoy this one. I haven't rapped over a boombap beat in a minute.

I got you like the dodos

I grab the ting like frodo

I’m on a massacer, predator in photos

Invisible, my likeness never dividends, I’m so tough for kary keep her on my side for double blowblows

Im in a map out

I’m in a capped town

Drillin for the gold, homie got my fucin tech-9 ->

I’ma come on in  so scary kimbo uzi and a four five

Got you toe tied, toe draggin on the chrome slide ->

I pull it back, put your temple on my baerrel carmine 

Take like four lives, see you back in the sequel 

I think this is bad for my people, cant temper the reaper he’s here and he’s P Od

Eyes peeled from the slack I give out

Ima mess to stairway, and ill rise to heaven for the clout 

Triple angels on my dick and Ima clown 

Jester with the luster you are jealous of the silent count

Blowup Doll (prod. silence)

https://soundcloud.com/apoc_krysis

bustin a fake and you left in the wake
of destruction
eruption of everything sacred
forsaken the spirits
you wasted your precious life
talk about do or die never to rectify
always to mystify
what is the tundra mane
does he just play the game
with the intent to maim
focusing energy
life in a jeopardy
duckin and divin he does away enemies right
picky picky mothafuckas
beggars cant be choosers
9 millimeter or the 45
I take you for a ride we going lake side
drag yo body to the waters
murky bottom
dead of autumn
feelin solemn
no it wasnt personal
I take a job thats workable
chop it up and thats a fact
these slugs are for your cardiac
you sprintin like a quarter back
i follow like a spectre
collector of bones
I turn to ash
only live to fuckin thrash
takin out the fuckin trash
light it up with just a flash
cannot be fuckin 
with me when it comes to the jump
whippin the stick
with a click and it thumps
reaper be waggin his finger he beckons 
to come
ready to plunge
fallin thru a sea of flames
nothing left for you to claim
flesh from bone its quite a shame 
your life was just a claim to fame
now your nothing but some dust
and trust me when I say its just a game

DONT COME TESTIN - (PROD. APOC_KRYSIS)

SHOOT PEOPLE YOU DON'T LIKE (PROD. WENDIGO)

IMMA SAY THIS CUZ IG KEEP FLAGGING ME
NO I NOT A NAZI. I'M A LOVE NAZI. 
AS IN I FORCEFULLY SPREAD MY REGIME OF LOVE

LYRICS:

BITCH IM SMOKING GAS IN MY CHAMBERS LIKE IT’S THE HOLOCAUST
PULL UP WITH A K ON MY RIFLE THAT’S WHAT THE HOLO COST

TEACHER SAID YOU WONT BE SUCCESSFUL MAKING THOSE ANIMATIONS
SHUT YO APPLE EATING ASS UP AND DO SOME LAMINATIONS


I TEAR A PAGE OUT THE BIBLE IF I BE OUT OF PAPERS
IDLE NIGGAS WORSHIPING IDOLS PUT ACID IN YO WAFERS

PASTOR SAID YOU WONT BE SUCCESSFUL GETTING THAT BOOMING
DID I ASK YA PUSSY NIGGA YOU A HUMAN…


AND IMMA BE A STAR SOON
WAVY LIKE A,HAB HIT THAT NIGGA WITH THE HARPOON
SAVE ME I MAY, HAVE PULLED THE TRIGGA ATE SOME HARD SHROOMS
MAYBE IM FA,DED BUT I WIGGLE LIKE A CARTOON

YEAH, IIIIIII FEEL LIKE A CARTOON

I’M IN YO DEVICES
PERPETUATE YOUR VICES
IN CRISIS BUT IM THE NICEST
ALWAYS EAT YOUR FOOD WITH SPICES

PAY ATTENTION TO THE PRICES
DONT BE MADE INTO A SUCKA
YOU WONT HAVE ENOUGH FOR SUPPER
KEEP YA NUMBERS ON THE UPPER

TUPPO-WEAR EATING 
MY SEATING STEADY ON THE CARPET
I PARK IT AND THEN I SPARK IT
NO MARKETING HITTING TARGETS

I HIT LIKE GUITAR PICK
THAT STRUMMING OR LIKE DRUM
THAT BE GUNNING YOU DOWN FO FUN
I CHUCKLE AND THEN I RUN

RUN UP I DUMP IT OUT
HE WANNA THUMP IT OUT 
COKE IN A MOUNTAIN
MY BITCH GOTTA LUMP IT OUT

DONT DO NO ARGUMENTS 
PULL UP NO PARKING IT
YOU HEAR THE SOUND
WHEN MY NIGGAS IS SPARKING IT

I GOT TWO HANDS ON THAT BITCH I WONT DOUBLE BACK
I GOT THAT COOKIE IT DOUBLE WRAP

I GOT GELATO IN CUBAN TOBACCO
I POPPED A NEW BOTTLE AND BLEW OUT HER BACK HOE


I ACT LIKE A WACKO
I SPIT LIKE IM CHEWING ON YOU AND DONT KNOW WHAT
TO DO WITH THE GOO
YOU A SLIMEY ASS NIGGA YOU DRIP LIKE A GARBAGE BAG
TRY ME ILL ALWAYS PULL UP WITH A LARGER MAG

BUILT LIKE AN ARMORY
NIGGAS GOT NO CHACE OF HARMING ME
SMOKE UP A GARDEN G
I THINK IT HARDEN ME
I AM NOT HURTING MY PAIN IS TOO FAR TO SEE
BITCH IF WE KICK IT NO WAY YOU SAY NAW TO WEED


OR TO POPPING A BOTTLE
WE POP HIM HE WADDLE
I AINT NEVER DODDLE
IM KICKING THE THROTTLE
WHILE FUCKING A MODEL
I STAY AS DRAWING
YO LIFE IS NOVEL
AND MOST OF IT AWFUL

NOBODY READ   NO MORE I STAY ON THE SCREEN YOU WHORE
YOU PAY TO GET TO SEEN
YOU POOR
DONT PLAY FOR NO TEAM
IM BORED

TALKING THAT SHIT YO LIP LOOK LIKE AN ASSHOLE
WALK IN THAT BITCH SHOOT THE BRICKS OUT YO CASTLE
YOU ONE DEM NIGGA NOT PURSE IT’S A SATCHEL
THAT SHIT A PURSE BUT IT’S LESS OF A HASSLE

WHY IT GOT TASSELS?

WHY IT GOT TASSELS ON IT?
I WONT PASS THE CHRONIC TO YA
SUPER SONIC HOOVER
VACCUM BITCH
I PACK HER SMACKING LIPS
MY DICK ATTACK HER 
SLIP INSIDE HER BACKEND QUICK

STACKING CHIPS LIKE IT’S A PRINGLE CAN 
LET’S GET IT CRACKING BITCH NIGGA BRING IT THEN

BRING IT THEN

BITCH IM SMOKING GAS IN MY CHAMBERS LIKE IT’S THE HOLOCAUST


BITCH BRING THE HATE
BRING THE SMOKE

BITCH BRING THE HATE
BRING THE SMOKE
BITCH IM FEELING GREAT

BITCH BRING THE HATE
BRING THE SMOKE
BITCH IM FEELING GREAT
CHOP STICK GET ATE
FUCK YO FATE
CHANGE YO FUCKING STATE

UNDER SEWER GRATES
PUT THE STOCK UP TO MY WAIST
I MAKE YOU FLIP
LIKE A CAKE
FUCK YO ZIP YO COOKIE FAKE

I TEND TO TRIP 
WHEN I BAKE
PUT TOBACCO IN MY FACE
BITCH OFF THE RIP
I BE LACED
GO OUTSIDE AND CATCH A CASE

THE PUSSY WET 
FROM THE MACE
RIOT DYING IN THE STREET
KEEP UP THE PACE
FUCK YOU SLOWING FOR WE RACING
ON OUR FEET
WE MOVE WITH HASTE


I’M AMAZED
ALL THESE NIGGAS FALLING OFF
FREE FOURTEEN 
ALL THESE OTHER RAPPERS SOFT
SPIDER GANG
CHOPPA COUGH

BITCH ON PAPER I LOOK GREATER THAN PRESIDENTS
SET PREPOSTEROUS PRECEDENTS
GOT A ROSTER OF RESONANCE COPPER?
BOTHER THE RESIDENTS PROPER
STOCKING YOUR EVIDENCE LOCKER
MEDICINE SET IN’LL STOP YOUR
HEAD IN A DROPPER
I KEEP THE LEAD IN A YAPPA
I GET TO POPPING YA TOP OR
YA LEGS AND SEVER SPIT RED 
AND I DROP YA 
DEAD AND IN HEAVEN WITH PAPA

(I WRITE TOO MANY LYRICS FOR SOUNDCLOUD TO HANDLE)

HOLOCAUST (PROD. WENDIGO/LiL CUBENSiS)

(PROD. SOLSA)

MAYDAY 
MAYDAY!
MAYDAY 
MAYDAY!
MAYDAY 
MAYDAY!
MAYDAY 

THAT NIGGA WALKED IN THIS BITCH WITH A AK
GOTCHO HEAD SPINNING LIKE BEYBLADE, MAYDAY 

MY MEAT GRADE A 
YO WEED PAYDAY
BUMBOCLAAT BITCH
NIGGA DRIPPING LIKE LADY

MAYDAY 

THESE DAYS NOBODY WILL FADE ME
NOBODY DO HOW THEY SAY THEY

YEAR OF THE CAP
YEAR OF LIE
POPPING A CAP
YOU CANNOT CRY

NOBODY CHANGE 
NOBODY TRY
WHAT ELSE IS NEW?
LIVING FOR WHY?

LIVING FOR WHOOOO?
LIVING TO DIE
LIVING TO BURN
LIVING TO FRY
WAIT FOR YOUR TURN
OPEN YOUR EYES
INFINITE SCREAMS
INFINITE SIGHS
I DONT GIVE FUCK
I DONT GIVE FUCK ABOUT YOU NIGGA
I DONT EEN KNOW WHAT YOU DO NIGGA
RUN UP ON YOU WITH THE TOOL NIGGA
FIX HIM RIGHT UP GO TO SCHOOL NIGGA
ACT LIKE A CLOWN YOU COME OFF LIKE A FOOL NIGGA
IM IN THE POOL WITH THE CLICK AND WE COOL BIGGER MAN
BIGGER SACK NIGGA
IM IN THE BACK WITHCHA BITCH 
RED AND BLACK FIGURE
LURK IN THE DARK WITH THE CRACKS
IM IN THAT FISSURE

I PAY ATTENTION
I AM OBSERVANT
YOU DON’T GET MENTIONED
MAKE YOU MY SERVANT
I AM NOT UNDERGROUND
BITCH I BEEN BREAKING IT
DONT FUCK WITH OTHER SOUNDS
NIGGAS IS FAKING IT

I DONT WAN SEE WHAT YOU DOING
NIGGAS IS MAD THAT THEY LOSING

EVERY NIGGA I SEE THAT AINT DOING ENOUGH
ALWAYS POST ON THE INTERNET THEY GON BE UP

SO I STAY ON TOP OF MY SHIT
LIL BITCH I AM GLAD I DONT FIT

I AM AN INDIAN 
IM NOT A SPICK
I AM A DARKIE
CUBENSIS A SPICK
DIDNT GET TO PICK

NOT GONNA CAP 
NOT GONNA LIE
WE CAN GET DOWN
WE CAN GET HIGH

OH I FORGOT MIKE IS ALSO A SPICK
THAT BE MY GUY 
HE HAS A DICK


I HAVE dick on my waist too
my girl got pussy but she keep some cake ooo
what? you want a nigga to lie?
wendigo got the word freak ‘bove his thigh

solsa from under
bruhmane look like he could plunder
with out a blunder
uh
you!
you cannot keep up the pace 
dillinger got the word sleep on his face!
facts

shoutout my niggas that’s eating
sit in my room and yell until my teeth grin
i jack off into a chip bag
niggas too pussy to talk about dicks that

are in they draws 
fuck media fuck laws
look at your self
look at your flaws
demons tapping into niggas with bars
female rappers yelling make me get hard

not gonna lie
not gonna front
i hear you sigh
ho what you want?

i smell your cunt
bitch and it stunk
just like a skunk
bring back punk

bring back rock 
nobody talk
see what it done to the block
no one know they neighbors
no one know who gave us 
everything that we got

YEAR OF THE CAP (PROD. SOLSA)

ORDER: CUBENSIS, SOLSA, WENDIGO x3 
LYRICS:
MY GOD IS REALER THAN YOURS!
HE SAYS WHAT I IS DO IS RIGHT
THAT I SHOULD FIGHT IF HEAVEN POURS!
I AM VERY VERY SORRY
MY APOLOGIES
FOR COMING OFF SO HARSHLY

IMPART ME
SECOND CHANCE
SO I CAN DANCE THE WAY YOU WANT ME
YOU NAZI

GOT ME!
TAKE A LOT MORE THAN THAT TO TOP ME
SOFT AINT WHAT IM MADE OF
YOURE THE ONE ACTING LIKE ADOLF
COCKY

WAY THAT YOU GOOSE STEPPING
WAY THAT YOU LOOSE LIPPING
TALKING BOUT WHO TRIPPING
TALKING BOUT WHO TO SHOVE UNDER THE BUS
AND WHO ALL OF US TRUST THAT WE SHOULDNT 
THIS JUST IN
LIL DARKIE IS RACIST
SPREADING THE MESSAGE OF SATAN WITH FACES
BLACKER THAN ANY OF US PROLLY ARE
BUT IM STILL OFFENDED CUZ IM A RETARD

HE TRYNA BE HARD
WE TRYNA BE SAFE
BY MAKING IT HARD
FOR YOU TO CREATE
NIGGAS THAT HEARD OF ME FIGHT AND DEBATE
I DONT DESERVE NOT ONE WORD OF THE HATE

MIND CONTROL
MY THOUGHTS ARE MINE TO HOLD
DOWN IN MY SPINAL CORD
BITCH THIS AINT MY FINAL FORM

I GOT NO TIME FOR YOU PUPPETS
TAKE YO OPINION AND SHOVE IT
I KEEP MY SPIRIT ABOVE IT
IM TAKING CRITICISM IF IT ISNT IGNORANT
IM NOT CONCERNED WITH FITTING IT HIT IT DIFFERENT
IM A CARTOON
BUT NIGGAS DOING MORE PRETENDING THAN ME
BITCHES ACT OFFENDED GET BANNED ON IG
YOU DONT GOTTA BE A HATER YOU DONT LIKE ME
WHY I KEEP A GRIN ON MY FACE ON MY TEETH

ALL THESE NIGGAS MAD THEY AINT EATING LIKE CONCENTRATION CAMPS
CUT YOURSELF ESCAPING FROM LEAVING OVER THE NATION FENCE
MOST THESE NIGGAS FAKING NOT WORKING IM PUTTING THEM ASIDE
SMOKE UNTIL THERE’S NOTHING REMAINING I CALL IT GENOCIDE

PHONY ASS NIGGAS PLOTTING WOAH
FRUITY NIGGAS ACTING ROTTEN, SO
ON YO SHIT NIGGA YOU NOT BEEN, HOE
I AINT EVEN THINK OF STOPPING, THO

-

IMMA FUCK AROUND AND TIMMY TURNER TO THE TIPPY TOP
I WONDER IF THESE NIGGAS REALLY GRIP THESE GLOCKS, TRIPPIN 
ACID LIPPING FLACID DICKING TIL SHE GIMME TOP UH HUH

SKIPPING TO THE STORE I GOT A RED HOOD ON
SALVIA WE RIPPING OUT A TEN FOOT BONG

THERES A BITCH INSIDE MY HOUSE SHE KEEP ON SAYING SHE IN PAIN
YEAH SHES SITTING ON MY COUCH WITH BURNING NEEDLES IN HER BRAIN
DIVINORUM IN HER VEINS

GUESS SHE WAS ON LEXAPRO
THE COMBO MADE HER GO INSANE

SHE FEEL CALMER ON COCAINE
(TRUE STORY)
DONT RAP FOR FAME
(TOO WHOREY)
BITCH WHATCHU SAYIN IM SUPER SAIYAN YOU SUPER PLAIN
(ROOT FOR ME)

I TAKE MY PAIN 
MAKE THE MUSIC
PLANT A BOMB
CANT DEFUSE IT
I AM CALM 
I AM LUCID
THEY BETTING ON
THAT HE LOSE IT
NEVER HAD IT TO START WITH

BREAK YOU LIKE USING GUITAR PICK
CONSTIPATED ALWAYS MAKING THAT HARD SHIT
CONTEMPLATED TAKING NIGGAS REAL FAR SHIT
THINGS HAPPEN NIGGAS SWITCH YOU EVOLVE WITH

TIME MOVING
RHYME SMOOTH AND
STAY FOCUSED YOU WILL SHINE THREW SIN
STREET TACOS GET SOME DIMES
WHOS IN
KNOW A NIGGA THEW THE
LIME JUICE IN

I KNOW HOW TO LIVE
I KNOW HOW TO DIE TOO
YOU COULD JUMP OFF A BUILDING
EAT MUSHROOM FOR HEALING
PUT ACID IN YOUR EYES TOO

IMMA FUCK AROUND AND TIMMY TURNER TO THE TIPPY TOP
I WONDER IF THESE NIGGAS REALLY GRIP THESE GLOCKS TRIPPIN 
ACID LIPPING FLACID DICKING TIL SHE GIMME TOP
WHIPPING UP MY VISIONS HUMANS LISTEN TO THE SHIT I DROP

-

WHAT GOES AROUND COMES AROUND
GOES AROUND COMES AROUND
GOES AROUND COME BACK TO YOU
MY MOMMA TOLD ME THAT WAS TRUE
PEOPLE REMEMBER LIKE ELEPHANTS DO

PEOPLE FORGET ALL THE ELEMENTS TOOOO
LIVING AND BREATHING SUCCEEDING AT MUSIC
AT LEADING THE CREW WITH A PASSION THESE NIGGAS AINT MOVE 
CUZ THEY CRASHING AND TALENT THEY RATIONING

ILL GET A BAT I MIGHT BASH HIM IN
GRIPPING A BLADE AND IM SLASHING HIM 
HAPPEN TO YOU
I PULL UP ON EM NO MASKING IM
SMOKING THAT DOPE UP IN LASSEN
WITH DRAIN THE SWAMP BLASTING IM COO

IM ON THE BEACH UP IN TAHOE
PACKING THAT THC INSIDE A RAW CONE
ILL BE HAPPY WHEN IT’S ALL GONE
MARY JANE ANSWER WHENEVER SHE CALLED ON

I HAD TO FALL DOWN IM SMOKING TOO MUCH
FOLD UP A POST IT IM SMOKING A BLUE CRUTCH
I DO NOT DO DUTCH I DONT DO BACKWOODS
GRABBA LEAF ONLY TOBACCO THAT SMACK GOOD

I FUCKED THAT BITCH IN THE SAFEWAY
7:00 AM AND IM HAVING A GREAT DAY
IM PUTTING ON WEIGHT LIKE IM TAY-K
ANIME RAPPER YOU SOUND LIKE A BEYBLADE

(SORRY)

GENOCIDE (PROD. WENDIGO/LiL CUBENSiS/SOLSA)

VIDEO: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=165Jdjqamo0

FT. ERIC NORTH, JOHNNASCUS, HMK, BLCKK, BMG
FT. ALDIBS FROM WENDIGO, LiL CUBENSiS, ROYALTY THE KIDD
FT. AFOURTEEN

LYRICS:
https://genius.com/Lil-darkie-methhead-freestyle-lyrics

METHHEAD FREESTYLE (FT. ERIC NORTH, JOHNNASCUS, HMK, BLCKK, BMG) (PROD. WENDIGO)

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

I'm messin with prada, stabbing the dogs who think their satan
Dead in the flood those fuckin muts will bleed out they're so jaded
Red with the blood and guts that runs through them that's inside caging..
Ichigo on the fuckin wrath his task is cutting them up and painting 
LOOKIN IN BETWEEN THE LINES IM HUNTING A DEMON FEINTED
Oni in my sight time cut with katana and the laces ->
Around their neck - I'm choking them out - 47 birth mark I am so  tasteless
Keep the filth in check, I'm roping them up - gloryheaven park in my paces
Wrap around
Rap in town 
Wrap around the world
Grab it by the fuckin hair
And let her breath this isnt hurl...
I'm lookin for fido hunting those hounds that are stuck on up inside the swirl
Break the mandala and find those demons, a gang of fuckin jesters, a gang of fuckin earls
Yeah
They are tired
Mannequin sluts with macgyver
Rick jaw lady demons and a sire
Rising to the top at last with a shire
Got the one ring, turning invisible massacre town and trip wire
Blow the fuckin legs off piece by piece on the blood lust we're gettin higher 
Yeah
Scriptz

ICHIGO

[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

[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

Moonlight

END OF WATCH 2 PROD BY SYSTEM

i ain't gonna google that thot ❤

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@scriptzrap
@deadcypherrec

from japan with luv ft. scriptz (prod. oh gasm!)

gonna celebrate now and eat some cake ❤

lyrics: https://genius.com/Oh-gasm-back-it-up-lyrics

@isaiahthewulf
@deadcypherrec

back it up ft. isaiah the wulf (prod. oh gasm!)

Sauce Ghetto Gospel

N' 2 Dat

Ghetto Gospel

prod. https://soundcloud.com/jontbeats

lyrics: https://genius.com/Scriptz-narc-lyrics

NARC (prod. jon t)

A DCR original :)

prod. https://soundcloud.com/ripvxnn

mixed by: https://soundcloud.com/ripvxnn & https://soundcloud.com/youngmindtrip

MIAMI VICE (PROD. RIPVANN)

you are not my only foe ❤

lyrics: https://genius.com/Oh-gasm-overwrite-lyrics

@deadcypherrec

overwrite (prod. oh gasm!)

Trippie Redd - Miss The Rage (ECEE Instrumental)

Sauce Walka - Without You (Official Music Video)

El Trainn - Drip Spill Splash (Official Music Video)

R.I.P Buddy

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