PRODUCED BY @prodbyjewfy
MIXED/MASTERED/ENGINEERED BY @tumaggz

JMattson:
Idgaf lil bitch so what get
Breaking down some bud and Imma roll another blunt 
Idgaf lil bitch so what
Any mothafucka running up gettin cut
Idgaf lil bitch so what
I don’t wanna hurt ya so jus keep ur lips shut
Idgaf lil bitch so what
Idgaf lil bitch so what

tuMaggz:
I don’t wanna wait my goddamn turn
Feeling like I’m running outta shit I need to learn
Four years deep all it takes to get burnt 
Out of fucking options think it’s time to feed the worms 
Like a sticker on the cap I’m on the brim
Diving in the water but I never learned to swim
Waking up immediately my patience is thin
Where do I begin
I hate this planet these people and most my friends
Throw it away
Throw it away
Throw it away now
You say you rapping but you working through the day pal
You wanna feature send that money straight through paypal
Whipping names in cursive in my deathnote of the people that I hate now
It just started fucking raining I can’t skate now
Feel like I’m on the verge of having a breakdown 
I say life is a fallacy
Just illusion or fantasy 
Rolling the dice smoking hoping I live to see 73

JMattson:
Idgaf lil bitch so what get
Breaking down some bud and Imma roll another blunt 
Idgaf lil bitch so what
Any mothafucka running up gettin cut
Idgaf lil bitch so what
I don’t wanna hurt ya so jus keep yo lips shut
Idgaf lil bitch so what
Idgaf lil bitch so what 
Idgaf lil bitch get back
Hoe it’s the militia puttin Portland on the map
You ain’t one of us lil bitch dont cap
Tryna emulate a mothafucka so bad
Didn’t wanna listen when I told em move back
Didn’t pay attention when I mentioned 
Any mothafucka flexin bout to end up widda fucking toe tag 
In the morgue hoe 
Smoking more dope studying my horoscope 
Ransom on my body feeling flier than a morpho 
Pull up it’s a warzone aiming at your torso 
Skinny mothafucka but my pockets on gordo four lo, ko 
Down your bitch throat 
Running out of gas so I pulled up to the dispo get yo, hoe 
You a bitch bro never throwin hands but you love to throw them insults
Idgaf lil bitch so what get
Breaking down some bud and Imma roll another blunt 
Idgaf lil bitch so what
Any mothafucka running up gettin cut
Idgaf lil bitch so what
I don’t wanna hurt ya so jus keep yo lips shut
Idgaf lil bitch so what
Idgaf lil bitch so what

SO WHAT (feat. tuMaggz) [Prod. Jewfy]

say goodnight to tha bad guy...

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BAD GUY / THE WHOLE INSIDE

SHXLO x FAUXCUS - RESURFACE
Production by FAUXCUS
Mixing + Mastering by FAUXCUS 
Written by SHXLO x FAUXCUS 
Cover Art by SHXLO
Original Beat Concept Credits: Blunt Christ
2022

LYRICS:

SHXLO:

this your retribution 
when im spreading like a plague
been serving for a minute
time to get a second plate
they tripping on their sets
but imma go and 
take the rest
you really think you got it
pussy boy dont take that stretch
mystical motherfucker
got my curses
and i haunt you
cryptic prophecy
i understand the things
that gods do
i find you
said you think im passive
but i might do
evil things that resonate
im hiding cursed gold tombs

but if you want to have a go
imma show you how i roll
creeping slowly in the night
stay low
dont float
oh no
this is really how it go

smoked out 
hit em with that cautionary negligence 
im coming out the pit
bloody knuckles
and a trail of dead
im coming up with gods
shawty tripping till she drop
couple bangers
never stop
imma eat em
lay in shock
tried to pick apart the lock
you will never get a serum mane
poison crystal rock 
when i die
i live inside your brain

FAUXCUS:

reading out this verse you’d better
get to your knees and say your prayers
i’m like a god i part the seas
immortal like i’m socrates
i’m spreading out the lot
got a gat in every spot
better watch in your peripherals
we hit from every angle

you wont find no sympathy
despite me going through it all
these empty halls had made a call
it echoed through my veins okay

putting ink to the name
but it’s too late
i don’t wanna have to reload my frame
going back to my old ways
those days
didn’t have no clue bout my pain

i walk amongst the people who have never seen a deity
so let’s put on a show no cap we’ll show them what we’re made of see
get back
don’t get too close
you don’t want to catch my fade
admire from a distance
imma strike you like a cobra snake

SHXLO x FAUXCUS - RESURFACE (prod. fauxcus)

Little soundcloud drop

POUND OF THE DOJA ON THE COUNTER TOP IM LOOKIN ROUND

CRIMINALS ARE NOW RIGHT IN MY CITY AND MY OWN SURROUND

WHAT DID YOU THINK YOU COULD DO IN the VACINITY THAT I watered and then FOUND

Im a bad apple, core rotten, help the help and fuck your vows 

Righteous by a djinn-soaked round - bullet to my damn broke brain around the world in a twisted infant instant

Born to die justly pestilincense 

I got an oath in my throat, but its lined with a horned goat

Double throw into the tropes, folklore tellin me im motherfuckin hope  incarnate

My bills are golden tarnished, I write a judging to this realm with dread, hae-tred and carnage 

Im mason sate with damage - rough fuck it till its branded

I'm rising to the motherfuckin ilk you phone-line pounded 

They cant save you your death is founded by a destiny that starts at cause

God upstairs weaving the fates with bloodied torn-up cheesecake cloth

I dont think you want to do it anymore it's tearing at skin and it's tearing at soul

Im another chained-weight that you saw, shoulders now lined with a purpose called 

Scriptz

FOLKLORE (PROD. GREY)

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W/ @sagath
Prod. @sergelaconic
Cover Art by https://www.instagram.com/whoismuski/

Lyrics:
I'm polishin' my blades
Watch daylight die
Once my kill switch is engaged
Hear angels cry

I'm polishin' my blades
Watch daylight die
Once my kill switch is engaged
Hear angels cry

Снова где-то бродит по лесам Сагат
Он обратился к Богу только тот ему не рад
Он с ума сходит по немногу в голове его разлад
Он выбрал себе дорогу но эта дорога в ад
И хочется его спросить: Старый ну что с тобой не так?
Не может же всё это быть из-за панических атак?
Ведь ты зашёл намного дальше и капнул гораздо глубже
Уже не будет так как раньше знаю будет только хуже
Видимо нужен антидот и я не о святой воде
Так и не поймёт народ что его слушает что тот в беде
Им зрелищ подавай давай про Сатану Сагат
И за могилы зачитай за одержимость и за ад
И всем плевать какую цену их кумир за это платит
Изо рта пену пускай хоть толпе голодной никогда не хватит
Да в палате не сладко от припадка до припадка
Чувствую гадко себя но спасибо пока меня не окружила оградка я
Я пока живой спою тебе дружок
О том как в тёмный мир меня с собой нечистый уволок
Меня ни один здравамыслищий не пустит на порог
Да я боролся с этим злом но одолеть его не смог
И теперь где-то между строк сидит это отродье беса
Снова вызовет восторг да эта дьявольская месса
Да я так тянулся к свету но скажи по чьей вине?
Я погряз во тьме

It’s lookin' like a long road ahead
So I’m tightenin' my boots
'Nother tooth knocked loose in my wake
Delete the fakes who end up in my way
Leave another demon slain for every rhyme left in this page
Resurrect 'em from the grave for every time I feel that rage
So I’m really raisin' Hell if it is war you wanna wage
Bitch I’m sharpenin' my scythe and I’m polishin' my blades
Watch daylight die once my kill switch is engaged
Hear angels cry when you speak the name
Bitch it’s Shade
Made it out the cage
Never leave unscathed
Left me crazed
Forever changed
Soul exchanged for the gift to create
Helped me navigate
Through the fog out the maze
Up through dirt and decay
I was stripped of the light
Then in dark found my way
I saw thousands of eyes glowing inside a cave
And I waltzed right inside with a grin on my face
I came out drenched in blood with my fist fuckin' raised

Then I went on my merry way
Into the night now I shall fade
Back inside of my coffin once the time is finally day
The darkness fall again out from my slumber I awake
Ghosts haunt me from within but I’m no longer afraid 
Step inside the dark beyond
Inside you will be harmed
Not us we came in armed
Walked out with battle scars
Promise you won’t get far
Fell low to raise the bar
Not Hell but it’s on par

Plunged into Darkness

Plunged into Darkness w/ Sagath (Prod. Sergelaconic)

14,000 (Prod. Fles)

Something good
_________________________________
8 tip rounded desert eagle with those hollow tips 
I rap high caliber know I am not a shallow clip
50 cal not 45, I let it out the devils in 
Wet the cherry on this shtick im like 99 levels in *r
Iii- am haunted
Nitrous oxide in the back gonna launch it
Silvia, imported body kit no marks onit
Fetti stacks in my rear view, writing bark sonnets -.
Words on papyrus, I like it classic, spreadin rhymes like virus, You can call me masochist ->
know I got pain in my name, Im a man of it
Made of fckin wrist slits and the frozen mannaquins
GT-R, driving up high spec,
Toguin down a mountain got matte ; carbon tips 
Im a niche, you can find me 'posted at the pit
-9th ring of hell now you 'know I am the kid 
Im a dexter, hexer - throw a spell up on your lid
Ima text her, wreck her - trunk is closin on this bitch
Ima cut her off - wait another hoe for meh
Countin racks when she wasnt lookin, appear again with bling
wait
wait
wait
wait
Wait -- did you think I would embelish it
Nah man I condescend I beat em down for hell of it 
GOT THE MATTE BLACK BAT, not LOUISVILLE, just memphis shit 
make em dunk, let it bunk - my toolie downs an elephant 
8 tip rounded desert eagle with those hollow tips 
I rap high caliber know I am not a shallow clip
50 cal not 45, I let it out the devils in 
Wet the cherry on this shtick im like 99 levels in

100 (PROD. RXKZ)

MONSTER SESSIONS - TRAP INSTRUMENTAL BEATS

MONSTER SESSIONS - TRAP INSTRUMENTAL BEATS (8)

FMS - TRAP BEATS (1)

PROD. NO NAME PLUG
ARTWORK BY: UNDEAD RONIN
Engineering: @PRODJORDANJAY

LYRICS:

[8corpses]:

12 threatened me 
with a warrant 
Fuck a tyrant
So I said I applaud
Micah Johnson
asked if 
if they preferred glazed donuts 
Make the bullets fly like a hornet
Spray ya body up like antiperspirant 
Swiss cheese your organs 
All y’all mothafuckas are so borin
nothing important 
If I see ya on tha block 
Turn your body to some chalk
Make ya 
Kiss my glock
It’s goodbye 
Imma hit a lick 
on ya fucking life 
No lie 
Entry wound in your head 
 lookin like a third eye 
Not even God 
can stop your demise 
BETTER CALL THE CLERGY
READ YOU 
YOUR LAST RITES 

[YVNCC]:
only come around for donations
Jus feelin like im really gon break shit
I said Listen baby im angry
Doe I Kno another mf wan say shit 

Feelin. Stuffy all in my lungs
Im gon snap dat bih jus for fun
Tell dat scalawag be done
Yo business over here bruh

Dealt with skeletons in my closet now ima grind em up
If u lookin funny for that reason ima crack ya bruh
I was inna drive thru debating cheese with my fav
Lately I been thinking  n plotting on getting an Escalade

Ion wanna snap ya but if u cross da line I break ya face
Feeliing bad an looking great tell em off my dinner plate

Irate (feat. Yvncc) [Prod. NO NAME PLUG]

MOBBS RADICAL- THREATLEVELDARK(PROD. D3MIS)

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MK

with love, SHXLO