LYRICS ARE IN TRACK DESCRIPTIONS

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YEAHSCRIPTZ

SCRIPTZTURE

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Im not a master im gone,
Abyss is my bitch im the son,
Shining so bright come along,
Teeth diamond, faded from the morsels in the cup
Sippin mushies from a tea bag, did you see that 
Shapes bendin like yo mama kept it secret does it seem bad
Beam-lead out my fuckin chrome - you a bean bag 
Spillin out on the floor, make a mess yo team sad
Hacky-sacky aint so fun when your homie bleedin, feel that?
Hackin this terror out my system need a clean rag
Wipe the blood off my katana, ronin de-man
Lead with - dishonor and a motherfuckin seq-eunce
Im the ghost, a duely host for this clean man
Did you hear me are you thinkin im a mean man 
Most of the time im kinda nice but ive seen shit
So I handle knife like a motherfuckin genius,,
Scriptz
Yeah
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Great
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Shadow isnt fuckin castin cuz im the one pick
Plucking heart strings, rappin bout the hard things you a bitch
I can never be a fan had to become artist 
Supple touch for these hoes cuz they've been through hard shit
Lest they want a fuckin poundin cuz I have a lot to give
Vigorous soon viral, now she burnin when she piss me off
Intelligent, not irrelevant, smoke it one drag for the hell of it
iil embellish it, desert eagle with some gold trim to elevate,
like to bring shit to a higher level than I found it with 
peel back all those layers, strip those bitches from their shell n shit
Like to make em better, and bit wetter, wake up in my bed girl,
Ill scribe the medicine, your name into the next world
What I mean is im the demi-urge to kill a god
Sky's fuckin burning now, apostles off their horse and sloths
Im not a master im gone,
Abyss is my bitch im the son,
Shining so bright come along,
Teeth diamond, faded from the morsels in the cup

GHOST TALK (PROD. LLOUIS)

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I AM THE LAST OF THE DEMONS

ENDJINN IS SPITTIN LIKE IM FLYINING KINEVIL

JUMP 50 buSSES FOR THE TIME OF THE SEASONS

MY LIFE FLASHES BEFORE MY EYES IT IS TREASON

MY SOUL IS NOW BLEEDIN, THE SIGNS FUCK I NEED IT

SYMBOLS DRAWN ON THE GROUND MOUNTAIN IS NOW EVEN

MY RAPS ARE NOT TEASIN, THESE ARE THE FACTS PEER TO IT

IM BUILDING A PYRAMID CASTIN THE FEAR IN IT, jesus

PEAKING THROUGH UNDERWORLD, 'SIRUS IS SERIUS 

STARS ARE NOW WATCHING ME WRITING THIS STIRRY SHIT

COOKIN THE POT IM WHIPPIN UP THE EERIE SHIT

HORROR PICARD IM BEAMING UP A BLAIRY WITCH

MAKE HER MY GIRL, ILL GIVE HER THE PLANET

IM LIKE THE DEVIL CEPT I AM WORSE STANDIN

SCRIBIN MY NAME INTO CHEST I MAKE TYPO FOR CANDID ->

NO HONESTY LOST ME, SEE THROUGH YOU LIKE CAMERA


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No honesty lost to me bitch, not out of the mana
Yeah, scriptz


SCRIBIN MY NAME INTO CHEST I MAKE TYPO FOR CANDID


TAKING THE PICTURES, IMA NEVER EVER HUMBLE

RAKIN THOSE SCISSORS, cut the body from the numb skull

WAKING THE RIVER, UNDERWORLD IS MY ONE HOME 

DONT YOU THINK YOU WANNA TAKE MY LIFE IN ONE FULL SWOP 

DATA'S AGAINST YOU, fuckin GAVE ME MY ONE MUV

IP MAN PETER PAN IM FLYING WITH THAT HUNG FU

wincH A BELT AROUND YOUR NECK IM AFTER THAT ONE TUNE

THAT IS TO CHANNEL THE underworld, the tongues through 

I met a  phYSIC HE SAID im so wonderful

Not wet my blade on an isnt it isnt so colorful,

Stained with the grey of the god its a puddle full 

STUTTER THOUGH? NAH MAN I SAY WHAT I WANt

IM LIKE A BOMB

FUSE ISNT SHORT BUT IM FULL OF THAT SOME

SHRAPNEL AND NAILS FOR ALL OF THESE BUMS

WORLD IS DYING AND IM WAKING UP

YEAh
Scriptz

KINEVIL (PROD. LLOUIS)

Something good
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8 tip rounded desert eagle with those hollow tips 
I rap high caliber know I am not a shallow clip
50 cal not 45, I let it out the devils in 
Wet the cherry on this shtick im like 99 levels in *r
Iii- am haunted
Nitrous oxide in the back gonna launch it
Silvia, imported body kit no marks onit
Fetti stacks in my rear view, writing bark sonnets -.
Words on papyrus, I like it classic, spreadin rhymes like virus, You can call me masochist ->
know I got pain in my name, Im a man of it
Made of fckin wrist slits and the frozen mannaquins
GT-R, driving up high spec,
Toguin down a mountain got matte ; carbon tips 
Im a niche, you can find me 'posted at the pit
-9th ring of hell now you 'know I am the kid 
Im a dexter, hexer - throw a spell up on your lid
Ima text her, wreck her - trunk is closin on this bitch
Ima cut her off - wait another hoe for meh
Countin racks when she wasnt lookin, appear again with bling
wait
wait
wait
wait
Wait -- did you think I would embelish it
Nah man I condescend I beat em down for hell of it 
GOT THE MATTE BLACK BAT, not LOUISVILLE, just memphis shit 
make em dunk, let it bunk - my toolie downs an elephant 
8 tip rounded desert eagle with those hollow tips 
I rap high caliber know I am not a shallow clip
50 cal not 45, I let it out the devils in 
Wet the cherry on this shtick im like 99 levels in

100 (PROD. RXKZ)

Some more timber

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Im waking up in the noumenal
I can see the truth in all these suiters bro
Fuck bitches, ' do is lie and make my soothness grow
^Im spittin the clips like a b-roll bout my soon to grow 

Met a brandable miserable want no fuckin help handed to like im in a blizzard,, I cant find the motherfuck avenue
make em sad and cool, landed through - etch that scriptz on this tatted hoe, wait a battle-full now embark on a journey of animals
Primitive perimeter no it not commitin, i met a physic and he said I had to knock just to get in 
I wanna get in, summon number for heaven I'm bigger menin weaving tenets weaving fuckin tenets niche boy ya endin 

Im waking up in the noumenal
I can see the truth in all these suiters bro
Fuck bitches, ' do is lie and make my soothness grow
Im spittin clips like a b-roll bout my soon to grow 

Lookin back, dragging moments from that black-ness
Lake turning void- its pullin in my slack-ness
Highness hacky-sack bitch
lochness for this madness 
Lockin in that bad bitch
Im lockin in your head stitch ->
snipe this, waving aid
Wipe this, saving aim
Light this, saving amy 
In your hood, sip lemonade
Laying pipe for this dike that I hunted in arcade, its OK you wanna kill me? Ill deflect your tempt to tame

LEMONADE (PROD. HOCII808)

Sorry I couldnt get moonlight on soundcloud for distribution reasons (working on it), but in the meantime I thought I would surprise my SC followers with something special. Hope you guys enjoy! This will be on all platforms soon.


BORN UNDER MOONLIGHT AT 31
10th is the month, just to splash on the throne
Taking these names, I'm collapsing the walls 
Blood on the floor from the bat and his dome
They bleedin defeated, I need a neena to see it through
Baretta indeed it is a matter that I had need to do
Did you wanna be it too?
Become a lich army die by my hand or sell your soul to the dude
Wet a wound, smoke a blunt or other route I got the chrome at your head and I dont hesitate to shoot
I'm like fruit, decaying by the day but I taste sweet when you choose-me
move-me, prove your use or start to run loosely 
Bruce lee, kinda like that cept my horns runnin out like two feet
Think you'll escape but you only got two feet
That's not enough on the run from the true wraith
Then ill use you as bait for your friends to the boonies
goonies, your life is worth a toonie, to me
Im another terrible, cept im tuned to be 
The overlord of all the realms, this one's just an extra
Im in the black Maybach, running over corpses festered

FLIP-SCRIPT (PROD. TRULIFE)

One more for good measure?

I usually don't do this, this is actually a mash-up of complimentary lyrics I've used before. I would usually hate dropping something twice, but this is a new performance and I really liked this track. Hope you guys do too.

Asking up a straircase
Wickin up a heresy
I here say, that im here to stay all day
Wait, did you wanna run the mall may?
May-day, in the mental trenches all day

Im a mason, had it eighteen
Talent from the start
Circa birthday sheen, '94 yo

Im plowin on the floor
Crack this egg, you sow what you reap
You had it backwards all along

Did you think you wanna do it throw down
Wicket-whip ya like this verse starts again, and not now
Yeah we're going to the further evil, yeah no, Im allowed
Devil in the back of the band gave me a pass to the clouds

Smoking like a wraith from the motherfuckin basement
You ask me where I'm from
That question I evade it
I made it-
That's all you need to know
Im making payment
I do it for the love of it, but thousands for these tastebuds

I got blood on my shirt
I got blood on my wrist
I got blood in the dish
I got blood in the nicks

DRACONIAN HERESY (PROD. UNHOLYFIELD)

Last one before Christmas probably, happy holidays everyone

FILL MY CUP WITH DOUBLE LUCK, IM DRINKIN UP
30 ccs of the cloverfields with the snow white doves 
fits like glove, and I'm unendable
Try me you'll end up as ember stone
Napalm right? to end her through
My words are an pendulum
SWING SWING SWING SWING
SWING SWING 
My words are an pendulum
SWING SWING SWING SWING
SWING SWING 
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SWING HIS BACK LIKE A BAT IM HOLDIN 50 RACKS 
BASH IT ON HIS HEAD THE silly MONEY MAKES HIM LAUGH
HES A DEVIL HES MY FRIEND ANd now DHE'S SITTIN IN THE BACk
OF a BLACK MAYBACH, SIPPIN COGNIAC WITH GAT
SHOOTIN ENEMIES OF ME, OF MATTER FACT 
Im just a MEDICAL, A blankin  PSYCHE THAT HE'S LEAVIN IN HIS TRACk
DJINNI WITH SOME SLACK, HE'S USURPING UP MY TRASH
TURNING IT INTO GOLD IMBUEING Os RIGHT ON THOSE FLOWS WE SLASH 
yeah scriptz

CICLE PENTGRAMS, HIDING ON THE GRAM, IM A DIFFERENT MAN, MUSIC FOR MY FANS, step in DIRE PLAN
Becoming more than a mouth full great facts are now what im sayin' 
Nah I mean what Im thinkin though this is just some art
Inside a work of art that we're treatin like a narc
Shoot it dead, destroy the planet, burn down that fuckin arch
Jesus aint cryin no mo, cuz his cross has turned to bark....
It's an ark
cycle endin in the senate with a conch
they each have message for the fucked problems that we caused

INCARNATION (PROD. HOCII808)

ELEGANCE IS ON MY TATs

TITS ARE OUT RIGHT ON MY SACK

IM FLICKIN BACK, GRANDMA TV ON THE STAT

MY PAYMENT LACKS, IM MAKING BARELY - EYES ARE ON THAT BEVERLY ->

EYES ARE CROSSIN  DAMSEL IN DISTRESS, BUT IM A SCARY G

MARRY ME, OH GOD I NEED YOU ON MY MATRESS, MISTRESS WITH WHIPPED-OUT BLACK LASHES

ON HER LIMBO BENDIN BACKSA, BDSMIN LIKE ACTRESS

I hit the hattrick

women are clackin aand Cluckin spit up on my cock

my h eight is honored by a god

Ima demi stricken hot

Im gone

Cut the devil let him out like fuckin megaphone

Im etchin in some cemetery shoot em in the zone

Trippin on whats necessarily packed up in the bong 

Making medical on mind Im feeling like im wrong

But im not

Im like a riff played under clock

Timing impeccable raps are so succulent palpable

scalpel go into yo buck, get buck, step  buck

Eleven steps from heaven I made it to cliff top of bodies I papped

Im making a mockery of all the fuckery, know you want nan of me but Im your god

IM GONE (PROD. SOUL)

Some more timber for you guys
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ACE BLOOD MALICE

LEAK IN SOME ROUGE TUNES ARE FILLIN UP MY CHALICE

I DRINK THE MUSIC FROM A SIDE-STEPPED REALM YOU SEE AS A FALLAC-y

IM CRUNCHIN NUMBERS AND THE UNDER-SHADOW OF DATA SEES 

Im Im Im waking up in inner vault, see my core of soul doin something bout that summer fault

I started an earthquake, right off my birthday - im eating numbers Im spitting them out

Making a model of em right on a gold-glass table after candles imcrashin it out  

Waking, baking, uh sillouette with satan, Ima clip out my debt, up behind me fuck it - yeah Im famous, looking in abyss and then callin it feds 

I can see it now, I'm flippin throw, kickflip my future off  shiny new crib...

Porsche gt4 with like 4 whores watchin outside got side-skirts burnouts and skids.... Yeh

Call me mother-fuckin scriptz, call me devil-daphodila-plucka with some anti-psychotic got beans in his lid 

Im catapult the tone, mono want chrome, scribing in my chest- and I write it in the tome

IM a wraith with heady-full of headies and some hopes - thinkin bout that rope swing, daily sayin nope

BLOOD FICTION (PROD. CREEKO)

Ok one more before the next all plats, do you guys wanna see this on spotify?


letter to a dead man
I ask you on a difference
Minus chill is liftin up my body through this Christmas
Resurrect, jesus christ I hope you miss this
Cuz im the anti christ and I cry cuz this world is where I miss shit
but I never miss shit - deagle loaded got the 45 glock, uzi and matte black Kalashnikov 
swinging up a bat Memphis writtin on the staff - Gandalf way I point at ya -  you shall not pass
Nephilim in phlegm im coughing comet dust 
Sprinkle on the bloodshed and winter from my back
Im dumber than a spillin tone deaf blinded eye
Yeah sciptz
Scriptz, call me  

Call me scriptz, the bash ya up and call it like it is - beatin on the truth until the symbols start to piss
im like the wiz, comin on down, language bled an empire then it bled a clown, shizzz
call him found, I'm feeling like around, pissed - summon on a supra, 7th hell douse my feet in
Belphegor sloth - I dont think you have my patience - Im a cast a hex on your motherfuckin aces

Yeah



7 (PROD. SOLFLOE)

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