SeshSpawn x Vythe - MayDay (Prod. AngelSuffers)

Morphine W/ Dylan Noir

SESHSPAWN + VYTHE + QUANKK - BONESAW (p. soulburn)

Krueger Feat. Vythe (Prod. MoonRxck X HellSing)

SUICIDESILENCE FT VYTHE & QUANKK (PROD. @DIEPERRY)

MIXED BY BO 
MASTERED BY ABI

(Lyrics)
Bitch shut up sit the fuck down
What the fucks your problem little bitch calm the fuck down
I came here to get down if you didn't get the fuck out
Pulled up with the
Get the fuck down

Get down
Get down
Get down
Get down
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Get down
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Bitch shut up throw that ass back
Pulled up with a sawed-off shotgun Mad Max
Pulled up with the stick get stuck like a thumb tack
Pulled up with that bitch better get the fuck back
Rock out with my cock out
53 in the drum take your whole fucking block out
Real disrespect beat her back and then I back out
Cuts open his neck lift up his head
Now he got 2 mouths
Posted in the south we gone' gut you like a trout
Talking shit you ain't about
We gone' put you in the ground
What the fuck hurry up, give it up or you're fucked
Bitch what the fucks up
Bitch what the fucks up

If its up
Get down
Get down
Get down
Get down
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Get down
Get down
Get down
Get down
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Dumb bitch what the fuck
I came here to get stupid
Why the fuck you keep talking, shake that ass keep it moving
Out in Philly eating cheesesteak might meet Lil Uzi
My bitch tell me she want me to disrespect her coochie
You're sick bitch
Real disrespect walk in this bitch talking big shit
Chop off his head and play soccer how I kick shit
The chopper gone' chop you to fucking pieces now you dead bitch
If the chopper pull up then bitch you better

Get down
Get down
Get down
Get down
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Get down
Get down
Get down
Get down
Get down
Get down
Get down
Get down
Get down
Get down

MAD MAX (GET DOWN)  prod. GRIEF

VORHEES (PROD. TRIPLESIXDELETE)

Lyrics:
GLE sliding and we swerving up in both lanes 
5% tint and I'm busting at his own brains 
I be calling shots got em moving at they own pace 
Moving like the navy I wouldn't dare to get in my face 

GLE sliding and we swerving up in both lanes 
5% tint and I'm busting at his own brains 
I be calling shots got em moving at they own pace 
Strapped up like the navy I wouldn't dare em to get in my face 

Got too many sticks they gon put me on the watchlist 
Sticking to the plan put some faith I told em watch this 
I got a cult up in my hands it's gon take a lot  to stop this 
Death before dishonor other that I got no options 

Cleaning out  the scene with no witness that's the protocol 
Give the work to my twin bitch I told him hold it all 
We be moving like some troops (ugh) imma send em off 
I be dumping out the Glock (ugh) with the drum and all 

You see it gleaming with the stick id approach with caution
Leave him on the pavement yeah he leaking and he nauseous
He was barking out his neck now that nigga not my problem 
I aint going tit for tat imma go and solve it 

GLE sliding and we swerving up in both lanes 
5% tint and I'm busting at his own brains 
I be calling shots got em moving at they own pace 
Moving like the navy I wouldn't dare to get in my face 

GLE sliding and we swerving up in both lanes 
5% tint and I'm busting at his own brains 
I be calling shots got em moving at they own pace 
Strapped up like the navy I wouldn't dare em to get in my face 

AK shootin back I hit that boy like Rhonda Rhousey
We be dressed in all black got my shooters all around me  
Set his face up on the cur, put his teeth right where the ground be 
See I'm repping in this city so I know you heard about me 


Came through stepping on these niggas necks cause I run shit, 
gripping on the Glock all it's going to take is one hit 
Lurking on the scene cause im always up to something 
 

GLE sliding and we swerving up in both lanes 
5% tint and I'm busting at his own brains 
I be calling shots got em moving at they own pace 
Moving like the navy I wouldn't dare to get in my face 

GLE sliding and  we swerving up in both lanes 
5% tint and I'm busting at his own brains 
I be calling shots got em moving at they own pace 
Strapped up like the navy I wouldn't dare em to get in my face

MORTEMWITCH - (PROD. KALIFEK & SHAHHA) ##THE COUNT##

lyrics:

aye walk up bust yo head boy
watchout what you said boy
you be with them feds boy 
i be with them dead boys
i feel like a dead boy
better duck yo head boy
i put you to bed boy
lay you with the dead boys

(okay lil bitch!)

grab my gun let em run
what i do for fun
and when i catch you in the back
we gon get you hung
step left step right 
runnup start a fist fight
step left step right 
runnup start a fist fight

got that glock in my pocket
blast like a rocket
if you pullup better dodge it
on my gang yeah we onnit
you can not stop it
light em up hot like a rocket
rollup then we mop em
his body we dropping
bloodied up in his office
rollup then we mop em
his body we dropping
bloodied up in his office

stomp all yo loved ones 
bitch im tryna dead one
i thought you said sum
bitch im tryna kill sum
r.e.d red rum
all i fucking see bruh
r.e.d red rum
all i fucking see bruh

aye bitch i feel like god in a pastence
i dont want yo fucking pussy please stop asking
aye bitch i feel like god in a pastence
i dont want yo fucking pussy please stop asking

aye walk up bust yo head boy
watchout what you said boy
you be with them feds boy 
i be with them dead boys
i feel like a dead boy
better duck yo head boy
i put you to bed boy
lay you with the dead boys

(okay lil bitch!)