A fresh one for y'all, I'm pretty proud of this one

Call me mc-swagga, I weave dreams with the drip cloth cut from the royal fabric
Call me mc-dagga, cuttin seams in em when they try to intervene on my bad habits
I'm a nick nacky - building up my team with the pieces from the bax that they took framme
Huh - from the womb to my tomb fuckin hunting for that loot, did you question what I said I'm saying money is my hoops
I do a trickshot, light of  speed layup, waiting on the cause to keep me in this game till day's up
I'm like bill mayer - questioning the shit talking from all these simps
and the leashes on their make ups
I'll shit on prayer - I'm my own pulpit I say a damned sentence and then im fucking they are
And you say where - I say here bitch In the present where you're missing all the motherfuckin tailors
Uh, scriptz

TAILORS (PROD. ID CRYSIS)

LYRICS:

Tried to drown my demons 
Yet it never helped
come to find out 
my demons were like 
Michael Phelps 
Infatuated by the notion 
Of dulling out my pain 
But the means 
Can’t be sustained (x2)


There’s people acting 
like they know what I spit 
Like really
How do you know this 
I notice
Their gung ho about their
falsehoods like isis 
even loonier then my sis 
Going through crisis
My consonants 
Are a constant consequence
Of my 
intense cognizance 
Sequentially
Im seeking sense 
In every tense
Like peyote 
being smoked in tents
Im expanding my consciousness 
No pretense 
They say time is of the essence 
But what’s the essence 
of my time
At times
The light don’t shine
With this foggy mind 
Down to my core 
I feel hollow inside
Like an egg 
without the yolk 
Why you acting fake woke
Like you understand my woes
Neglecting the status quo
Made an asset out of stating quotes 
making noise into a microphone 
So many clones 
Like some homophones
people in this industry stiff armed me 
I’m a one man army 
You’d be surprised at the things  
I’ve seen Behind scenes 
Balls in my court 
I don’t need a cohort
I stay covert 
cunningly
like the adverb 
If you’re seeking a reaction 
All you’ll get is the adverse
Better know I wrote this verse 
Converse on my feet 
And people love to converse 
but conversely that’s not a feat 
I’m willing to rehearse 
Even until the day 
I’m put in a hearse
I say this Earnestly
my father Ernest 
Didnt deservingly 
earn his 
Premature place in an urn 
in my psyche 
How he died
 will 
Forever be burned

Tried to drown my demons 
Yet it never helped
come to find out 
my demons were like 
Michael Phelps 
Infatuated by the notion 
Of dulling out my pain 
But the means 
Can’t be sustained (x2)

Demons [Prod. Nekk]

Featuring:
@BIV
@SAVOKA_TH
☢︎
art by my lil bro:
https://www.instagram.com/denik_gud/
☢︎
LYRICS:
☢︎
Chorus - RED RXXM:

Split your head in two,
Who is you again?
My teeth see you, they drooling,
See my uncanny movement.
Feel how I gnaw - that's pressure,
Rip your guts - intestines,
Keep squirming - that's my pleasure,
Nowhere near my level.
☢︎
Verse 1 - BIV:

Bitch I settle
My problems might meddle
With devil I wrestle
For a spot in the vessel
Bitch on read
Fuck what they said
Wanna get buck,
Go right ahead
Be my guest
See what it gets
Gave man pass
Gave man gift
Shout to my brothas that rep what they spit
Got brothas London
Got fam takin trips
Got yall sick
They know we been earn what we get
Gotta count my loss
Neck get froze till the boy can't walk
I don't get too lost in the drip and the shit that you talk then floss,

Shit ain't new, been simple
I ain't playin no more with my issues
I ain't speakin on the words just to excuse,
Now these pussies wanna act like they knew you

Bitch where was you when it caved in
Bitch we ain't never share pavement,
Bitch been mad cause the boy updated,
Boy upgraded
I just bought my time, don't waste it
Bet they suck 5 dicks for a placement
For a placement
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Verse 2 - SAVOKA:

Лучше запри меня дома,
Назовём репотриацией,
Каждым треком ебу вас гандонов,
Но не люблю предохронятся,
Мы не оставим ведомых,
Их трупы тепло примит канализация,
Я не ебу ни одной распольцовки,
Но все суки любят как делаю пальцами.

Тебе не понять что мы делаем,
Магаз экстендо и ты под прицелом,
Уже слишком поздно для сопротивления,
Ты складно пиздишь но ты не уйдешь целым, эй
Мне нужны суки и деньги,
Мне нужен зал, называй меня рэпер, ха
Ростут проценты,
Я хуевый хирург, вы мои пациенты.

Эй, всем сука лежать,
От тебя пахнет дерьмом и мне тебя не жаль,
Че? попробуй бежать,
Всего один шаг, pow, и тебя не видать
И я затарил тут патронаш,
Лучше не спорь с моим чапой он палит вас,
Я разошелся как сучка - большой тираж,
Просит пощады как сучка - не даю шанс.

Это разьеб ебанный,
Я стою перед тобой, почему ты молчишь?
Эй, сука ответь мне,
Стреляю в тебя, запах крови - мой фетиш,
Не было в планах палить,
Тебе лучше присесть - начинается фильм,
Эй сучка попробуй вьебать мне еще,
Слышу звуки затвора и ты обречен.
☢︎
☢︎
☢︎
prod. by yours truly.

R!P (feat. Biv & Savoka)

@HAUNTEDBOYZ ON INSTAGRAM

verse 1 - trippy la phantom
verse 2 - bxxndxxd
verse 3 - hauntedghxst
verse 4 - Ricky lagoon
verse 5 - sage4k

HAUNTED BOYZ - CALL IT CEREAL CUZ IT SMACK

(Prod.FALLEN X AOGIRI)
shoutout the homies @whosdeadwizard @495kyo

=+=LYRICS=+=

[ XILLIAN ]

LOSING SIGHT OF WHAT IS MINE 
THIS PRECIOUS LIFE INSIDE MY MIND
WRITE THESE RHYMES WITHIN A LINE
TO VENT ABOUT WHAT’S INTERTWINED

REALLY WISH THE STARS ALINED
TO MAKE THIS BETTER BUT IT’S FINE
WE’RE TOUGH FROM PAIN IT’S OUR DESIGN
I’M WORKING HARD TO REDESIGN

FUCK ALL THAT LET’S MAKE THIS RAP
I FIND A BEAT AND MAKE IT SLAP
SPITTING EVIL ON THIS TRACK
I CONJURE UP A WEAPON FAST

AND NOW YOU STOP DEAD IN YOUR TRACKS
YOU CRYING WHILE I STARE AND LAUGH
I RIP YO SPINE RIGHT OUT YO BACK
JUST LIKE A GLOW-STICK YOU GON CRACK

WIZARD ON THIS TRACK
BOUTTA BURST YOU INTO FLAMES
YEAH WE AIN’T PLAYIN NO GAMES
GONNA END UP IN SUM CHAINS 
IF YOU KEEP MAKING THOSE CLAIMS

SURROUNDED BY FUCKIN SNAKES
POP A TAB IM SEEING SHAPES
JEDI FLIP WHILE MAKING CREPES
GOING CRAZY LIKE AN APE
SWINGING FROM THE VELVET DRAPES

I EXIST OUTSIDE THE PLANE
NO-CLIPPED OUT THE FUCKIN GAME 
YOU AND ME ARE NOT THE SAME
CHROME IS SPILLING OUT MY VEINS
FEEL LIKE IM GOIN INSANE
LIVING IN MY EVIL BRAIN MANE…

[ DEADWIZARD ]

IM LOSING SIGHT OF WHAT IS MINE 
CHOOSE TO DIE MY TONGUE IS TIED
IM CRUCIFIED ABUSIVE THE LIGHT 
THIS USELESS LIFE 
AINT SHIT

BLADE I GRIP 
WHEN THE FAINT LIGHT HIT 
ALL MY FANGS I LICK 
AS I TAKE FLIGHT AFTER MY DEATH
TAKING WOODS TO MY NEST 
WHILE SHE LAYING ALL HER EGGS
HUMANS PRAYING TO THE DEAD
I DONE FACED A GRATEFUL DEATH 
SHOULDER HOLD A PAINFUL HEAD
THE WALLS I FUCKIN PAINT EM RED
IN JADED DREAD 

THE KNIGHTS WILL GATHER 
SLAUGHTER EVER SINGLE PASTOR 
CONQUER CASTLES USING LADDERS
MADE OF BONES 
LIKE A DRAGON WAY I FLOAT 
I BE DRAGGIN ALL OF THE SMOKE 
PACKIN A BOWL AS IM ASHIN THE FLOW
SO COLD SNOW GLOBE FROZE 

YOU CANT FUCK WITH ME 
ALL YALL UNDER ME 
6 FEET UNDERNEATH 
BLADE BE PUNCTURING 
FUCKED UP STILL FUNCTIONING 
LEAVING YOU CUT TO BLEED 
IN THE SUNKEN SEAT 

THAT SINK TO THE MIDDLE OF HELL 
MIND ALWAYS STUCK ON THIS CELL
NEVER ANYTHING GOOD THAT WILL PREVAIL
MY MIND BE THINKING IN BRAIL
WALKING THE TRAIL LESS TRAVELED 
TRACKING THE BLOOD IN THE GRAVEL 
DEAD CAME OUTTA THE CASTLE…

[ KYO ]

BITCH IM KYO
495 DOWN SIDE FLOW
45 MY HIP ILL BLOW
ALL I SEE IS THEM CROWS

YOUNG EDGAR ALLEN POE
FUCK A BITCH LEAVE HER HOME
PACK MY THINGS
HIT THE ROAD
ALL I WANTED WAS THE DOME

MANIPULATION BE THE TACTIC
WHEN SHE LYING ON THE MATTRESS
HAVE YO BABY DOING BACKFLIPS 
LIKE SHE TOOK A CLASS GYMNASTICS

YOU GON NEED SOME DIFFERENT TACTICS
IF YOU WANNA TOUCH THE BADDEST MOTHERFUCKER THAT IS BADSHIT

OH PLEASE PACK ME A FAT STICK
DEAD BE PILLING ALL THE CASKETS 
LIKE HE WORKING AT THE MORGUE
LIL BITCH TEXT K Y O IF YOU ASKING FOR SOME MORE…


-313-

-495-

Hellish Design (FT.DEADWIZARD X KYO)

Later version of "R.I.P" closer to the final but still containing alternate production and vocal structure. (OG snippet: https://youtu.be/VdDfweRBqoo?si=u31jEkaXtQzuXP_b)

Playboi Carti - R.I.P (V2)

I don’t think you get it my whole life is just a joke 
this depression got  me stressing bout the words sunk in my throat
so i hope to god that this will end and soon ill stay afloat 
above the things that bring me down, but on these wishes i choke 
and i give 
i give me in 
into the void where i have sinned 
oh god I’ve sinned 
i can’t wash away all  this hate 
i contemplate
to end this pain to meet my fate:
an empty taste 
of life is smeared upon my face

ART WORK: Elizabeth Gonzalez

The Words Sunk In My Throat

XIII, DREAMWALKER

Fate

BLOOD DRIP (Prod. Corpse)

@bluntedpharaoh
@tacet-4
Engineered/Mixed/Mastered by @tumaggz

FUCK R KELLY FT. AK3K (Prod. Tacet)

Cave - Intro

https://linktr.ee/scriptzture

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TAILORS (PROD. ID CRYSIS)

SCRIPTZ