PRODUCED BY FALLEN
ENGINEERED/MIXED/MASTERED BY @33MARROW
COVER ART BY @hell_usa

JMattson:
Bitch I'm ridin' with the mothafuckin bowie in the glovebox
Hittem where it hurts snatch your soul & watch the blood drop
Eyes red, face blank, faded in my mugshot
Whippin' while I'm smokin' while you posted at the bus stop
Fuck Cops
HHM bitch we a mothafuckin must watch
As a youngin kept a quarter in my lunchbox
Only runnin' from the sound of pigs & gunshots
Bitch fuck off
I don't wanna have to listen to these bitin' bitches
Everybody studying us tellem mind they business
Mothafuckas corny with this shit and ion get it
Every lil fuckin thing they doin I done did it 
Like a minute ago
Better get ur hoe before she hop up in the backseat
I never murdered but you shouldn't put it past me
Better get that dough and hand it over need it last week
Heard they talkin' but they never wanna @ me

SXMPRA:
Yung sxmpra never settle 
When I get up on the mic it’s on 
When a pussy mothafucka barkin never bitin they gone
When I creep up out the catacombs you know I’m comin back strong 
Wanna beat the beast but I keep the peace until I keep it too long 
Yuh 
Murder on da beat 
I don’t really wanna be seen 
But I gotta be me 
All black Beanie 
With da jeans 
Imma scheme
On a team
 Better know what I mean like 
It’s Schema da posse 
With the hell hound militia 
We keep it killa 
You feel it 
And all these fuckas vanilla 
All these little rappers get up in they fuckin feelings tell em get up out my face if this is you that I’m hearing I’m tryna 
Move on up 
I wanna sit at the top 
And I got no time for mothafuckas that be talkin a lot 
What 
Imma keep on spittin till I get my fuckin pesos 
lay low 
Schemin like a demon to the grave hoe 
Pussy mothafuckas gonna wanna see me fail but I keep on fuckin killin it till I’m old and fuckin frail

MVKO:
Motha fuckas hate me cuz their girlfriends wanna fuck me,
Heart filled up with poison Lead is pumpin through my bloodstream,
Talk that shit behind a desktop that shit doesn't bug me,
Keep that energy in person cuz I'll make a pussy bleed, 
Knife didn't work you gon need a gun to quiet me,
Creepin in the bushes round your house I do it silently, 
Never trust a soul or a hoe cuz they trifling, 
Mad because you aint me and im everything you try to be, 
Blunt lit, wrist slit, flat tires on the Chevy while I'm rollin with a thick bitch,
10 sticks and drums clips, if i pull up on your block you better fuckin run bitch, 
Keep running your mouth ill be tearing out your tongue bitch, 
You aint bout shit so I'll call you Eric King,
Talk tough and I'll pull up and put a hatchet in your knees,
Pull the burner from my waste band and send a bullet through your teeth,
Send your ass to hell I promise no one gonna grieve

HITTEM WHERE IT HURTS (Ft. SXMPRA & MVKO) [Prod. FALLEN]

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

Instagram

HARVEST MOON (PROD. DUMBCHILD)

Socials:

Scriptz - https://www.instagram.com/scriptzture/
Saliva Grey - https://www.instagram.com/salivagrey/
Okra - https://www.instagram.com/rakaokra/

SCRIPTZ x SALIVA GREY - DEATH WITHIN REACH (PROD. OKRA)

99ZED x SALIVA GREY - BODIES DANGLE LIKE MY NUTZ (prod. 99zed)

More wood for the fire, lyrics posted soon

houston we have a problem (prod. benihana boy)

Gonna take a little break on these SC uploads, and focus on getting some of this new stuff up to all platforms. Much love everyone, more stuff soon.

Wake n bake before the bacon
Im high as fuck on kush I think the strain forsaken
Im making a few dollars, thousand for these taste buds
Got the strain on lock, citrus, mint it is laceless
Pure bud tricked out on trichees quadruple aces
Huh 
Im armed with a beam
got the toolie by my waistline, its silenced don't hear no screams 
Pillow on her face, her boyfriend by the fckin beams of a blank stair case
Rug is stainless I don't seem
Suit is tight, not a blood splatter in sight
Im like agent 47 with a motherfuckin knife
Slit your throat yeah I just might 
But im workin like a rogue, on these raps overnight 
Please take away my plight, god
Im another pressure evil on the right-valve
letting loose, my demon's loose its troddin' on ya bite  corpse 
Im just a terminus for the people a cul-de-sac in your yard
Im like a Cerberus letting these sheeple know that they are bound for stars
Yeah Scriptz

WAKE N' BAKE (PROD. RULZ)

Mixed and Written by Big Roshi
Produced by Vince.m10

lyrics:
I been liftin
make that bitch contrition
I been sippin while i listen
Got conditions on my missions
Aint no way that you could hit it
Smash out bit wit kiddies
What the fuck
I be done with normal women
I like xans in double cups

Rusted out beater
cockback heater
onomatopoeia
Wouldnt wanna be you
Text her twice but the bitch dont see ya
touch my pay this boy gone meet ya
Did 3 lines now I cant call her
Dam that bitch want me to call her
Tell my homie he got that pass
I aint fuckin wit a bitch that need closure

Cops wanna go in my backpack
26 year I aint had that
Slap that man if he try that
Pussy ass boy you can find where ya dad at
Sittin at the bottom of a lake when he tried that
Respect my place and candor
I be spooky wit my rizz
They gone call that shit haunted manors
Give me motion

Wait (repeat)
This when you turn it up!!

Yall can repeat what u hear in songs
I been sippin dirty
I aint pourin liquor shots
I be sippin cheap ass 40s
Yea I done lost some my homies
To the streets and overdosin
And the girlies like me more
When I dont control my emotions



Im gone crash out  a club so grab yo gun I hope its poppin
When the smoke rises above yo heads im up there milly rockin
I got options do not think because I stopped that I wont rock em
I be 10 toe stand on business while these pussy call me monster

Im mister Top dropper
Im mister Pop Popper
I got som hot toppers
That gone blow whole noggin

Gone tell that hoe stop it
I got some drugs mobbin
Go tell that pussy blog it
Go write some hot topics

I got some hot profits
I got some crazy dockets
My shit on coast n coast
My iphone stay poppin

I wonder why they knock it
Long nights illegal profits
I tried to shut down
I restart with way more knowledge

And now Im
Killin shit
Bigger dick
Forcin fucks to admit it
Im Celibate
Drinkin shit
Ima pop a perc in it

Perkin +Vince.m10

*A body of 15 Songs*
THIS PROJECT IS THE TRUE EMBODIMENT OF WAR
The everyday battle
life itself feels like war. Whether you accept it or not
WAR WITH THE WORLD
WAR WITH YOURSELF
WAR WITH BAD HABITS
WAR WITH LOVE
He who wishes to be obeyed must know how to command.
That thought makes me realize that
For me to lead a cause for greater good
I have to conquer myself. No matter what or who gets in the way.
I want people to be able to conquer their enemies, fears, dreams listening to this album.
Real luxury is understanding quality of life, and having the time to enjoy it.
I feel the past 2 years has been a journey of growing pains
I’ve been juggling fighting 4 a dream and fighting for survival
I know I cause more burden than good. I’ve been like that since a kid. But I’m simply tired of feeling bad. Tired of feeling like I out everything else before me.
If you don’t understand my point of view
Simply fuck you. That’s it.
I don’t know what “Blowing up” means anymore
I can count how many times I should’ve
“Blown up”
And times I’ve counted where really, I wasn’t ready.
This album is declaration of my new beginning.
From now on I’ll treat my art like a ritual.
My discography a kingdom
My ideas as war plans.
If you are on the other side of the blade. Prepare yourself.
AMOR FATI, AMOR FATI, AMOR FATI, AMOR FATI
FOREVER!!
🏰🏴‍☠️🖤⚔️

HAND SIGNAL

Prod. tuMaggz & Equalize 

https://soundcloud.com/equilizebeats

AMV:
https://youtu.be/9KBNMua-ls0

Mvko:

Deep in the sticks where the kids won't go
There lives a beast keep your windows closed
Come to the woods I'm waiting 
(X4)
I'm running out of patience
Took my first life as a little kid
Mvko the ghost of Roanoke Ridge
Left for dead and became bewitched
Raised from the grave I'm the Yung Blaire Witch
I sense your fear I'm where you can't see
I'm the ice in your veins I'm the whistle in the trees
I'm the blood on the leaves 
I'm the eyes in the dark
Hear my scratches on the bark
Hear the chatter of my teeth

tuMaggz:

I got a knife
I got a knife and I'm willing to fight for my life
The townsfolk they pleaded with eyes full of fright
I'm the only thing killing them after tonight
These woods are my home and the place  I find peace
Not going back 'til it's heart has been ceased
Reclaiming my place on the throne of disease
I'll be the reason more families are moving out east

Mvko:

Sound like the Grudge
Water freezes to my touch
Bitch don't look up 
Speed up
I love it when my prey runs
Don't fight back I'll bite the barrel of your gun
Keeping you alive watch me eat your organs
Come to the woods I'm waiting 
Don't worry I'll be as patient as can be
No I don't fear Satan
Satan fears me

Wendigo (Prod. tuMaggz x Equalize)

SECOND SINGLE FROM WAR OF THE WORLDS.
LYRICS SOON!

SEMTEX! (Prod. SXMPRA)

bitch up on a pole, smack that ass just like a tether ball
slaughta, speed dial need a plug you know who to call
if you need some work let me know i bet i got it all
came a long way from bummin cigs and scrapin at the mall
r.i.p. city, PDX, i got 2 clips wit me and im comin for your necks

blowin through these checks and i do it with a smile
seen your ass wheezin when you try and run the mile
sea of chalk around me leave they bodies in a pile
bitch ill do the race, never see my ass on trial
2 clips and i got em ridin with me,
copped a new whip, do about buck 50
popped an adderal, n it got me feelin dizzy
bitch you say you got a man, well then where the fuck is he

got my engines revvin, bitch it sound just like a hemi, semi automatic pop out if i know they tryna hit,
bitch i wish a pussy would like my name was Timmy turner, there aint nothin fairly odd if i hit you with this burner uh

wassup wassup, get buck get buck, its a, stickup stickup, my choppa hiccup hiccup
run that shit back up, no need to act tough
im bout the shit that you cannot back up
i let my nuts drag, usin your merch as a cum rag,fuckin with me catch a toe tag, watchin you try and its so sad.

run it back, flip it and double and double the sack,
plottin on you when i run in the back 
fuckin with me an you catchin a tag

aint no time for talkin lil bitch, yeah we past that
all yall smokin boof my b.o. smell like some gass pack
yall some pussys on the low you put that shit on wax,
you aint catch no k, bitch dont play im finna bust back.

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