TAKE A BATH IN MY BLOOD… (PROD. YOUNG EYLA)

Ig:
the one and only @missingfactxr
featuring/artwork: @spiiral_
produced by @rulz.on

Factxr:

Lets keep it a buck!
Factxr is that typa of motherfucker
That is gonna fuckin slaughter
Every single bitchmade, in the cut

Ain’t nobody fuck with you or your gang
And instead I prefer to run my shit up

I love the scent of that violence
dippin when we hear them sirens yeah
My murder rate grow alarmin
Sorry bitch i dont say sorry

dont care bout what you heard
Better go back down, to your herd
Hand me a glock, i go berserk
We gon put you down inside the dirt

Let them rest in peace,
If they sleep on me
Wait theres more to see
My blade defines lethality
I got that rage inside of me

I give them lobotomies
So harsh, my verse gives calluses
take a sip from my chalice
Sit in the throne of my palace

they in the need to see doctors
When i am handeling choppers
My checks, they never lack commas
Im blowin up like Osama

I write my shit cause i stutter
Im movin so slick like butter
No competition, they suckers
I bend the rules like they rubber

I got that blade, i keep it tucked it
Im taking hits till im coughing
What they know, based on assumptions
They all want smoke, but no cancer

Spiiral:

put aside your forgotten means
got no time for lobotomies
i’ve been doing reconnaissance
and there’s nothing inside of me

been unlucky as of lately
feeling so hazy
black cat crazy
yuh, ay

put the foot to the floor
watch out now i’m hitting the dash
don’t hang round me, leave silently
no cos you’ll never last

going too fast, amphetamine
feel it deep down there’s hell in me
reaper watching, too loco
now this is my epitaph

locked deep down in the grave won’t find me
ouija boards out, but the dead walk blindly
souls exposed to the light, unkindly
in the quicksand, you’ll stay untimely

demise i relight this war
bones so cold, sub-zero finish him
decline i feel like i’m lost
saboteurs slow me down like ratilin yuh

SPOTiFY

DIRT. w/ SPIIRAL (p. RULZ ON)

turn off the lights, make it feel like you died
ive been inside, driving nails in my mind
she said jack whyd u never react? 
ive been too busy chasing the sun
so maybe ill burn when i catch or the day never comes

how did i get so far under the ground?
and now when i scream it barely makes a sound
so would you take all the pressure and all of the pain?
and take something terrible and make it ok

oh ill decay in all the love all the fame
and maybe its a game that were playing with no name
ohmygod everything is untouched
so what does it mean? what does it cost?
act the same, cuz i swear to god youll never change

how did i get so far under the ground?
and now when i scream it barely makes a sound
so would you take all the pressure and all of the pain?
and take something terrible and make it ok

and lie for me now
i wont want nothing else
and tie me down
i wont make but a sound

how did i get so far under the ground?
and now when i scream it barely makes a sound
so would you take all the pressure and all of the pain?
and take something terrible and make it ok

ALL THE LOVE, ALL THE FAME (PROD. TUNNA)

produced by : VEXD & nightrdd

Lyrics:

I was born in the dark 
Blood stains something of art 
I was laying there in the garden 
Son of a god 
Wrists clean , no sleeves - I was pure of the heart
But big G gave no meaning 
Should’ve known from the start

If the first time they didn’t feel it 
I’ll run it back for these bitches 
The bullet hole hears all 
But by then I’ve made my decision 
Made my incision 
Yuh I wasn’t kidding 
But they never listen 
You can talk to the Smithen 🔫

Boom when I pass em 
Known and bombastic 
Doom is the Latin boy that’s combatin you 
-Tin you 

I heard love is a cancer 
Pretty red dancer 
And smite were the men that live for that answer too 

I was born in the dark 
Blood stained all of the walls 
They was praying to god 
Horns pierced out of my skull 
Nurses screams shot down the hall 
They knew what I was 
- worse what I would become 
A bat winged gargoyle waiting for the moon to go down and the sun to come out so I could see what I’ve done 
And any who are holy will all know I’m the one 
I’m the bastard son 
See me and blast, your done 
I’m wrapped in hell fire 
Blinding light grab your glasses hun 
Imma leave the world FACE DOWN 
Help my people break out 
Can’t catch a case 
How they gonna keep my demon ass down? 

Boom when I pass em 
Known and bombastic 
Doom is the Latin boy that’s combatin you

I heard love is a cancer 
Pretty red dancer 
And smite were the men that live for that answer too

born in the dark

Featuring: https://soundcloud.com/kxdyine

Lyrics:

Ruger got the drop, pop and lock
Run it though your block
Cock it back, click clack
Bitch I’m boutta make it pop
Hunnid dollar shoes on
Doc martins wanna stomp
Blood shake the earth when it drip
I do what I want

Bitch I’m a killa'
Cleva go Guerilla
Running with an AK
Take over your villa
The rounds I brought are Silva
I’m just like an enigma
But Cleva' got the strap on 'em like the goddamn militia

Clevamane is ready, pulling up with a machete
Got my check oh that’s a betty, I got grey goose in this yeti
That boy trippin' flippin' ketty', cocaine stompers getting messy
Pop that Glock like pop no Pepsi, kill streak Cleva' on a frenzy

End your life like it’s a tape, you thought that shit as a movie
Send these shots and then escape yeah Clevamane he keep it moving
Brolly rolling with a K' yeah fuck all of that future proofing
End that shit in like a day and tell ‘em keep that Draco shooting

Ruger got the drop, pop and lock
Run it though your block
Cock it back, click clack
Bitch I’m boutta make it pop
Hunnid dollar shoes on
Doc martins wanna stomp
Blood shake the earth when it drip
I do what I want

Bitch I’m a killa'
Cleva go Guerilla
Running with an AK
Take over your villa
The rounds I brought are Silva
I’m just like an enigma
But Cleva' got the strap on 'em like the goddamn militia

In the club with bottles, and you better keep ‘em coming hoe
You know we in the building and it still gon' mother fucking snow
I got a Ruger on me and I’m think I'm gonna let it blow
We out the back we gotta get away it’s time to fuckin go

Red and blue the sirens ringing out we need'a make a move
We duckin' jakes but we just playin pigs instead of fucking goose
So now we layin' low I smoke it to my soul I’ll let it loose
A noose around my neck ain’t got a single thing to fucking lose

Clevamane and Kodyine in this bitch we rep the fuckin set
It’s FK till my dying days I’ll see you all in hell again
And shout out dirty gang we always gotta fucking represent
So thanks for coming out this is the end and now I’m fucking dead

Ruger got the drop, pop and lock
Run it though your block
Cock it back, click clack
Bitch I’m boutta make it pop
Hunnid dollar shoes on
Doc martins wanna stomp
Blood shake the earth when it drip
I do what I want

Bitch I’m a killa'
Cleva go Guerilla
Running with an AK
Take over your villa
The rounds I brought are Silva
I’m just like an enigma
But Cleva' got the strap on 'em like the goddamn militia

RUGER

RUGER (Ft. Kodyine)

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aL6gaW1Fq_I

U MUST NOT KNOW ME PROD. BLCKK

feat. @fenrirprod and prod. by @akvri

lyrics:

FUCKING UP THE OUTCOME AND I'M STILL COMING IN FIRST
FUCK ALL THE NOISE IMMA PUT EM IN HERSE
HUMAN OR A BEAST, THE HOLY BLADE WILL MAKE IT WORSE
SHOOTING OFF HIS NECK ALL THESE HUNTERS FUCKING CURSED 

THE LAMPS OF THE NIGHT, PUT SOME LIGHT IN MY SOUL
WHY DO WE GOTTA KILL IF WE ALWAYS WANT SOME MORE
RISE FROM THE GRAVE IMMA SHOOT EM WITH THE K
7.62 BULLETS IN ITS FUCKING FACE 

I WATCH THE BODIES STACK THE NIGHT, WHEN I’M STUCK IN A DREAM
OVER AND OVER I DIE AND WONDER WHAT IT MEANS
STUCK BETWEEN WHAT WAS AND WHAT THE FUCK IT COULD’VE BEEN
CUTTING UP THE FLESH AND WONDER WHAT MORE COULD I BRING 

R1 SLASH SLASH, ION NEED NO DASH
EVEN IN THE CHURCH, THE FIRE OF THE PAPER THEY’LL CRASH
FUCK WE TAKIN OUT THE TRASH CROW 
STOMPIN ON THEIR FACE TILL THEIR HEAD BLOW 

DRESSED UP LIKE A FUCKIN CROW, WITH EVERY ECHO, NEED SOME MORE
CAUSE IMMA SHOW THESE FUCKIN PUSSIES STH THEY AIN’T SEEN BEFORE
THEY WANT ME DEAD AND FUCKING GONE, IMMA MAKE THEM ALL REMEMBER 
THAT NO MATTER WHAT I DO THEY'LL NEVER GET ME TO SURRENDER

CAUSE THESE MOTHERFUCKERS KEEP ON RUNNIN ON THEY FUCKIN MOUTH
I DONT TAKE NONE THE ADVICE, KILL THE PREY, WHAT'S THIS ABOUT?
UP IN THE CATHEDRAL TRYNA FIND MY WAY TO SANITY
BUT I BEGIN TO REALIZE IT WILL COST ME MY HUMANITY

BREAKING THEIR NECK FEEL MY BLOODLUST 
FILLING SOME VIALS ITS WHAT THE BLOOD COST
FILL MY VEINS WITH THE GODS AND THEIR AURAS 
THE OATH OF THE DAMNED AS THEY DEPLORE US 

HUNG FROM GALLOWS LET THE SHADOWS COME 
A CITY CLOAKING MADNESS AND AN ORPHAN 
SPITTING IN THE FACE OF THE SCHOLARS 
THE BLOOD ON THEIR HANDS GOT NO COLORS

lyric video

- HOLY BLADE X FENRIR //prod. AKVRI

Black on black on black match the gun, carry when I stunt
Click clack, Man of War, at the door, could you get it hun?
He thought shit was sweet, he didnt know, he bout to run
Yo wife done set you up, she sent a hitman having fun

Smoking your homie stuffed into my blunt
Light up your homie like Im rolling Runtz
Popping they heads like Im killing Grunts
No Lynyrd no Skynyrd, but Im on the hunt

D.E.A.D in the H.E.A.D.
Its like fuck you pay me
Smoking weed that got me hazy, crazy
Bitch Im too fucked, I cant get up, Im feeling lazy
Bitches chirping up around me
Nah, I cant with sluttys
Pass you off and smash the bestie
Ha, dick so good it had her crazy
I cant be no sober sanely

Im on the pain gang
Ouija is swinging things
My choppa is trying to sing
Suicide bomber, go out with a bang

I walk how I talk and I talk how I walk, accelerate plot like Im changing lanes
Blowing the pot like a kettle, with heavy death metal, get stepped on, belittle, I dont wanna settle, Im snatching ya chain
I want the money yes even the change with all of the pain 

Im going insane man
Ouija is swinging things
My choppa is trying to sing
Suicide bomber, go out with a bang

You a sweet boy, not from streets boy
Im guaranteeing that you screaming at the sight of demons boy

Hearing bout seven or more
Hearing us breaking in get on the floor
Using your blood for the art
Run with the dogs but none of them bark

I think it should stop where it started
Im traveling back and Im sinking the ark
You believing the news you retarded
But that isnt all that sets me apart

The channels at your local market
Counting the corpses, statistic 
CIA mind control mission
Another kid went out ballistic 
Suited with legal assistance
Sending them out with a vision
I spoke with the devil to write this
He brought back feelings that I miss
Anger with nothing to fight it
Fueling that something that I lit
Cut off your tongue or just bite it
Peeling your skin cuz I like it

Youll feel the pain okay
You in my face? No way
Move on my wrath today
Whos in my path today?

Im ruining everything
Why do I feel like this way?
Im praying that I fade away
Sending us all to the grave

Ouija used to squeegee, making chow mein for like fifteen
Writing suicide letters in the gutter when will I be free?

Population Control (prod. Death to Hellmane)

System shock,
Bio waste,
All aboard,
Catch a case,
On the floor,
Off your face,
I just wanna rot someplace,
Monophonic,
Droning pace,
Hypnotized,
Telling gaze,
Sunken eyes,
On the chase,
In the dirt I know my place,
Talk the talk,
Poker faced,
Often bored,
Always based,
Needing more,
Shut your face,
I just wanna leave this place,
Economics,
Money games,
Muddy waters,
Words exchanged,
Some will die,
Others quit,
That's just how I like my shit,

Never 
You can never take it back,
You can never,
Never...
You can't ever, 
ever take it back,
You cant ever,
Ever...

Picturing the day that I rot away,
Put me in a grave, leave it unmarked,
Half of a tab of this, half a line of that,
And we did all night long,
All I see is skin walkers,
Fuckin shit talkers,
Imma hang with you in hell,
Got a couple blades in my back,
Days in the trap,
Locked inside a cell,
Can't you tell look me in me the eyes,
Nothing there, no surprise,
Just a corpse, in disguise,
Rushing towards inevitable demise
Warning signs,
Hypocrite,
Schizophrenic,
Counterfeit,
Some will die,
Others quit,
That's just how I like my shit...

Never,
You can never take it back, 
You can never,
Never,
You can't ever,
ever take it back,
You cant ever,
Ever,

Warning Signs

NUKE 'EM ALL [W/ GHOSTXLEE]

Stream: https://hypeddit.com/nikko/pottymouthsouth

Lyrics:

Red flag you wanna know how much my chain is aye
Nowadays I swear to god these bitches brainless yuh
And they nameless 
I stay faceless
Cause everybody around me trynna get famous
Fuck Ring cameras 
What's a deadlock? 
We gon break in not a doubt 
Yeah her parents didnt like me so I moved her to the south 

Okay a belt or bag Ferragamo and shawty slut it out 
And man yall boys aint got no game 
It's not my fault everyone knows it 
And they watching, copy how I move they hella nosey 
Ride on 24's with bloody under-glow this isn't stock 
Go ahead and pull out your cameras
I hope they watch bitch call the cops
Cause what I'm bouta do to you I wouldn't call it holy 
Flashlight on the stick I walk around my block patrol it
So what's the motion baby girl nobody told me 
Do we want him dead or should he live another moment?
She said "are you serious?" , you should tell just by my tone bitch

Red flag you wanna know how much my chain is aye
Nowadays I swear to god these bitches brainless yuh
And they nameless 
I stay faceless
Cause everybody around me trynna get famous
Fuck Ring cameras 
What's a deadlock? 
We gon break in not a doubt 
Yeah her parents didnt like me so I moved her to the south

She call me daddy now 
Very disrespectful I had spank her for that pottymouth
Like what the fuck they talkin bout?
I bust that Patek down
Diamonds ain't essential but -
Since they can't get em I'll buy em out , call me petty
Most hated cause the conversations with me deaded 
That means not talking to yall pussies
Through your head need get it 

Red flag you wanna know how much my chain is aye
Nowadays I swear to god these bitches brainless yuh
And they nameless 
I stay faceless
Cause everybody around me trynna get famous
Fuck Ring cameras 
What's a deadlock? 
We gon break in not a doubt 
Yeah her parents didnt like me so I moved her to the -

Pottymouth (SOUTH)

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