Scrxvm: Darktrap // Screamrap Collection Vol.1 - 3

PROD BY GRADEN + DIKLORDEFENIL

COVER ART BY https://instagram.com/spiiral_

AL CAPONE [GRADEN X DIKLORDEFENIL]

theyre bad!

LYRICS

DARE DARE DARE
IM DARING YOU TO FRY YOUR MIND
WE WOULD NEVER LIE TO YOU
IT ONLY LEADS TO CRIME
DARE DARE DARE
COME AND GIVE US ALL YOUR TIME
LOOK AT ME, LETS LEAVE THE PSYCHEDELICS ALL BEHIND X2

FUCK STARVATION
ALL THIS MARIJUANA HURTS OUR NATION UH
IF WE ACT IMPATIENT THEY
WILL SENSE OUR DESPERATION UH
ITS OUR OWN CREATION
WE THE ONES THAT SHOOT THE FACES UH
IF WE ACT IMPATIENT THEY
WILL SENSE OUR DESPERATION UH

remember to smoke brisket, not meth!

RESIST DRUGS
BUT DONT RESIST US X4

Its public enemy number one
while we go sell arms and we make more guns
And a fried egg is your brain on drugs
While they dying in the streets we don’t give no fuxks

WHATS THE REAL EPIDEMIC HERE
ITS ONLY DRUGS
NOTHING ELSE IS GOING ON
UNDER THE RUG
WE NOT OVERSEAS AND CRUSHING
THEM ALL LIKE BUGS X2

DARE (PROD. TAKIZAVA/KLINKIN)

PROD + MIXED BY ME

LYRICS: https://genius.com/Xronos-rpg-blowback-lyrics

RPG BLOWBACK [XRONOS]

title: IHA - SUICIDE HOTLINE (feat. HUFFINGNERVEGAS, TERREKEN, TRIPLESIXHEIST, MARCILOL, SAINTGXAT, LXTHNL & ZEVI

SUICIDE HOTLINE (feat. HUFFINGNERVEGAS, TERREKEN, TRIPLESIXHEIST, MARCILOL, SAINTGXAT, LXTHNL &...

PISTOL WHIPPED (ft. IHA) [HXLX]

GXNER:
IG: www.instagram.com/yxuragxner/
Spotify: open.spotify.com/artist/0NUH2RWvdkFdWSnv8iD3VW
Twitter: twitter.com/yxuragxner

SEMTEXXX (@yungtraz):
Spotify - open.spotify.com/artist/2jmgkAUKADiubovAgbAMYQ
IG - www.instagram.com/yungtraz/

art: afxtik

Yeah I grab my blade just know that you not staying whole
Yeah I’m moving weight that’s how a hoe be stayin swole
Yeah I'm making plays while you been standing in the hole
Yeah, my hoe wanna bite and take a taste like cannibal
I know these hoes gonna tweak, second that they see my cash
All these rappers wanna beef, I ain’t even heard a track
Now my phones on DND, all the mentions make me mad
Cooking rock and concrete like i’m outta Breaking Bad

If i see you grab my stick and then I blow that
There ain’t no fearing hoe, i’m chillin off a prozac
And if he playing put the stick right where his nose at
And ain’t no feeling when we turn him to a toe tag
I’m catching bodies the lights going dim
Stain on the rari his head hit the whip
Blade stay on me, i cut at his lip
He talk out his neck we blow off his chin
Chainsaw on my lap half you hoes are gettin skinned
When you dying imma laugh, when you dying imma grin

CANNIBAL (FEAT. SEMTEXXX) (PROD. TAKIZAVA + VENO)

IG: www.instagram.com/yxuragxner/
Spotify: open.spotify.com/artist/0NUH2RWvdkFdWSnv8iD3VW
Twitter: twitter.com/yxuragxner

prod takizava

art obojenavena

We gon' cut him up, give that boy a tummy tuck (what)
We gon' cut him up, give that boy a tummy tuck (what)
We gon' cut him up, give that boy a tummy tuck (what)
We gon' cut him up, give that boy a tummy tuck (what)

Been some months I really don't like how y'all act
Really don't care bout my music, really do care bout my bag
Spill his blood out like communion, then I drink it up like tap
And I don't care bout solutions, if I see him then I jab
Till he blackout
Big body, imma park it at a trap house
Make bodies outta people in the background
And I love it how they copy all my tracks down
Once his ho pull up I bet she take her rack out
.9 inside the trunk but I keep 1 inside your head
I spent 10 in Saint Laurent and I ain't even cash a check
Put your homie in a blunt and then I go and cast a hex
Imma cut him to my songs, I've really fallen off the edge
I like how it feels as your life leaves my hands
I like how it feels as this knife meets your skin
You can interfere but you'll die in the end
You can interfere but you'll die in the end
I like how they body feel cold
Real rich yeah my ice on cold
Blitz him now you're lifeless ho
Blick him then divide his soul

We gon' cut him up, give that boy a tummy tuck (what)
We gon' cut him up, give that boy a tummy tuck (what)
We gon' cut him up, give that boy a tummy tuck (what)
We gon' cut him up, give that boy a tummy tuck (what)
We gon' cut him up, give that boy a tummy tuck (what)
We gon' cut him up, give that boy a tummy tuck (what)
We gon' cut him up, give that boy a tummy tuck (what)
We gon' cut him up, give that boy a tummy tuck (what)

TUMMY TUCK (PROD. TAKIZAVA)

all credit goes to the original creators.

SafetyNeedle - Complex (Feat. Frosttt) [Prod. Frosttt]

IG: www.instagram.com/yxuragxner/
Spotify: open.spotify.com/artist/0NUH2RWvdkFdWSnv8iD3VW
Twitter: twitter.com/yxuragxner

art ram0na

prod diklordefenil + takizava

Lyrics:

Uh, when I hit the show that hoe be going dark
Then I grab the Rolls, I hit the road that hoe be push to start
Then I grab my pole, I'm with the smoke, I'm posted like a cart
Once this choppa blow, I feel Van Gogh I spray you into art
Big knocker like a speaker in my right hand
I be dropping all these bodies like a minute man
And I'm really good your hoe wanna mention man
I be really catching bodies off of Instagram
Dump his body I'm posted up like a pro
This an armed robbery now shut up and give me more
I'm at the morgue chopping I like it more when they cold
There's just no stopping you're dying here on the road
Watch his body go limp then I laugh
Yes you're dying and there's no strings attached
Long strides, Imma chase on your track
Long knife, blood stains on my rag
I get stupid with that tool
I'm smoking hoes out like a juul
It look like red dye in the pool
And off the oxy imma drool
I hope you rappers kick the stool
Said "I'm the king hoe, let me rule"
Sneaking xans right up in school
I got nobody left to lose

Yeah I stay in the way, I up my K then double back
Got like how much to my name? Hoe check my plays, Hoe check my stats
Off cocaine, can't keep the pace I might just have a heart attack
Like okay, you staying paid ain't done a show since like Chiraq
I can't play these rappers gay, still got they knives up in my back
She complain I know she straight though when I buy a Birkin Bag
When I spray I aim for brains, no I don't like to hurt when tap
BB Simons on my waist and on my face I got a mask
I got wok up in my Sprite, I mix lean right up with ice
And all my shots I aim to kill, when I shoot I be precise
What I cop came with a seal, so I'm pouring up a pint
I remembered who stayed real, rest of y'all be switching sides
Yeah I just dropped a pill, it be fizzing in my soda
Wockhardt then grab the wheel, I can't drive right when I'm sober
He be reaching I can feel so I put one in his shoulder
Enemy nuke incoming, it's over
Yeah I stay in the way, I up my K then double back
Got like how much to my name? Hoe check my plays, Hoe check my stats
Off cocaine, can't keep the pace I might just have a heart attack
Like okay, you staying paid ain't done a show since like Chiraq
I can't play these rappers gay, still got they knives up in my back
She complain I know she straight though when I buy a Birkin Bag
When I spray I aim for brains, no I don't like to hurt when tap
BB Simons on my waist and on my face I got a mask

KEEP THE PACE (PROD. DIKLORDEFENIL + TAKIZAVA)

A SONG WHERE HEPTA MAKES FUCKING NOISES
@heptaknot

no lyrics bithc.

HEPTAKNOT - THE REVOLVING DOOR [PROD. TAKIZAVA/DIKLORDEFENIL/AKVRI]

art by @pukked & me
https://genius.com/Scorn-selfharm-lyrics

SELFHARM [SCORN]

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https://genius.com/Necrosociety-resident-evil-lyrics
PRODUCED BY @HXLX X @SENTFROMIRAQXO
VOCALS BY:
@NEEDLEGUTS
@HAUNTGAT
@TSARUICIDE
@HXLX
@KKARATEL

RESIDENT EVIL W/ NEEDLEGUTS X HAUNTGAT X TSARUICIDE X HXLX X KARATEL [HXLX X SENTFROMIRAQ]

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Haven - I Run [ReStacked by Love.stack]

[Intro – Spoken Word] 
Yo… look at the giants, the names in steel, 
Lockheed, Raytheon, profits real. 
Billions stacked on the backs of war, 
Conflict’s the product, peace ignored.

[Beat drops hard]
These giants think they’re kings of steel, 
but their empire’s trapped in a dying deal. 
Ground‑based profits, taxed and slow, 
while cosmic markets wait to grow.

[Verse 1 – The Giants] 
Weapons kings, towers tall, 
their contracts echo in every hall. 
Public sees them as untouchable might, 
but their business model is endless fight.

No war, no profit, the math is plain, 
so they seed the conflict, sustain the pain. 
Every missile, every drone, 
is profit carved from broken bone.


[Verse 2 – Limited Business Model] 
Weapons giants stuck in the ground, 
taxed economies, profits bound. 
They sell destruction, tanks and guns, 
but that’s a business with fading suns. 

Killing people, blowing boats, 
burning cities, sinking floats. 
That’s all they got—creative dead, 
When they could engineer orbital habitats instead.

[Verse 3 – The Missed Opportunity] 
Space civilisation, creates vast markets wide, 
Precision engineered with species pride.
Orbital towers, habitats tall, 
farming solutions calculated to feed us all.
Ecological systems, robotic design, 
a million products waiting to shine. 
Weapons makers could own this stage, 
but they’re stuck in war’s small cage.

[Verse 4 – Demand Fluctuations] 
War demand rises, then it falls, 
budgets shift in government halls. 
Contracts vanish, profits thin, 
instability’s the game they’re in. 
But space expansion never stops, 
habitats grow, new markets pop. 
Supra‑global firms untaxed, 
unbound, liquid wealth flows all around.

[Verse 5 – The Proof of Profit] 
Orbital real estate, pure premium gold, 
worth more than empires ever sold. 
Techno‑paradise, engineered clean, 
Forget the war, lets build the dream. 

Precision skills they already own, 
could build the ark, and craft their throne. 
But they miss the vision, blind to the gate, 
how supra‑global giants rise and dominate.

[Hook – The Indictment] 
War industry, trapped in chains, 
fading empires, dying gains. 
Peaceful expansion, infinite rise, 
Weapons tech unlocks the skies.

[Verse 6] 
They think war’s the only game, 
but peace pays more, the math’s the same. 
Supra-global will rise, untaxed supreme, 
when weapons giants switch to evolutions theme

War mongering still blocks the climb, 
it kills the arc, it steals the time. 
No stable path to space can grow, 
if giants keep the conflict flow.

Extinction waits if they refuse, 
When an asteroid closes out the news. 
Kingpins trapped in profit’s snare, 
yet holding mankind’s fate in the air.

[Outro - Music stops for spoken word - voice echoes prophetically]
Mankind stagnates in cycles of pain,
Replaying wars again and again,
We’ve shown you how to make peace pay
So stop the wars and save the day.
Our message to the war-lords, lets make it clear.
build techno‑paradise or we all disappear.

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