Training

The Upload

Lyrics:

Bitch I’m gonna leave you with a fucked up face 
Three round burst
To the back
When I hear you say my name
Harakiri be the motherfuckers that you dreamt of
Quicker than yo ammunition 
Imma leave you slept hoe
Fill up a graveyard
Come up we lay low
Shotgun blast leave you hard to ID hoe
Onimane you bump in the night now
Lacerations covering yo body
When I leave bro
Gone with the wind
Aint nobody see me
Busta bitches wanna talk 
I’m like a legend how they all say
Ronin the deathless
Leaving you breathless
Wakizashi gonna make you all look heartless
I’m in a lane
All of you see
All of you talking but nothing to me
I come out swinging
Yo death is in vain 
With a knife in yo vein
You should know I don’t play
Walk up with a dagger
Coat fulla blades
Reckon we could have a round today
Okay mane throw down
Imma throw up
Cut yo throat 
Then I’m waking out the goddamn pub
Lord of the locust
They call me ruthless
All of you jealous 
I do this flawlessly
Hopping the fences
I’m pumping out endlessly
Enemies die by my hand call that destiny 
Hopping out with a .44 ready to 
click the hammer and blast ya ass to the 
Ground
Lost and found
Never get caught by the popo now
I’m that new wave
New game
Bringin that Phonk 
I hate you
Yeah man that’s skunk
Break yo mind
And then I dump
Leave you pussies in my dust

Aye aye
Bitch I bring the plague
Boutta make you fade now
You ain’t got the brain
Strategy mane this the game now
Chess I leave you checkmate
Pussy wanna talk
Now he got blades inside his neck mane
Step into the ring
Nah you are stepping in the flame
Grip .45 
Watch yo soul escape
Talking out yo neck 
And I’mma ruin yo day
Fuck with the horde
Eat yo mo’fucking face
I bet you little pussies 
Weren’t ready for the 
Grey Blade nah
Out my fuckin way nah
Let the choppa spray nah
Tossing out a body for the pay nah
You want smoke I bring the smoke machine
Better pray to god 
I maul yo all like my name Wolverine
Seventeen swords 
Bring the power of the guillotine
Smoke another cigarette remind my self of Constantine 
Taking down gods
Taking demons out as well
Will you live another day
That’s not up for time to tell
I’m the best mane

CHESS

CHESS [prod. Undead Ronin]

welcomem BACK 2 the wasteland "insert something scary"

take a bow 
cuz ur lucks up
m9 
they tried to kill me, feed my zombie.. all my exs brains hahahahhahas

BOW 🙇‍♂️(prod.schoolschooter)

FUNCTION (PROD. SKOTSKR)

JUPILUXE x TUNDRAMANE - JUGGERNAUT (prod. ARI$TON)

Lyrics:

Run it, run it, run it, run it, run it, run it, run it up
Only care about my paper never have enough
Run it, run it, run it, run it, run it, run it, run it up

Run it, run it, run it, run it, run it, run it, run it up
Only care about my paper never have enough
Run it, run it, run it, run it, run it, run it, run it up
If I hear him talkin’ shit then bitch we gettin’ buck

I don’t want to talk no more
Remember  what I’m doin this for
Think you worth a lot but I’m worth more
I be doin’ numbers check the scoreboard
Run it, run it, run it, run it, run it, run it, run it up
Run it, run it, run it, run it, run it, run it, run it up

Think I’m overthinkin’
Make it complicated
All the things I thought I needed man my mind be jaded
I’m done being patient
I just need the payment
Climbed myself up to the top to find out that it’s vacant

The way I’m droppin’ shit you think I’m off a fuckin’ addy
Watch these pussies jack my style call me they fuckin’ daddy
They want that hype from ATL but bitch you cannot have it
Ain’t gon’ follow in my footsteps we in different brackets

Hit me for the feature but it ain’t  free
Think you do it better but you ain’t me
Knowin’ when I blow up they gon’ hate me
I ain’t pullin’ up unless they pay me

Bitch I’m a savage I put in that violence
Hearin’ my flow and they startin’ a riot
Tellin’ my story like David, Goliath
Put it on paper and makin’ it timeless

Run it, run it, run it, run it, run it, run it, run it up
Only care about my paper never have enough
Run it, run it, run it, run it, run it, run it, run it up
If I hear him talkin’ shit then bitch we gettin’ buck

Run it, run it, run it, run it, run it, run it, run it up
Only care about my paper never have enough
Run it, run it, run it, run it, run it, run it, run it up
If I hear him talkin' shit then bitch we gettin' buck

I don’t want to talk no more
Remember what I’m doin this for
Think you worth a lot but I’m worth more
I be doin’ numbers check the scoreboard
Run it, run it, run it, run it, run it, run it, run it up
Run it, run it, run it, run it, run it, run it, run it up

SPOTIFY

RUN IT (prod. DJ Yukie)

Lyrics:
Sxmpra:
Creepin' through the shadows
Meet the pharaoh of the underground
The competition narrow
Breakin'
Breakin' Out the m0thafvckin' arrows
Leave em resting shallow
Knockin' in the whip and I got more swing than the fvckin' gallows
Imma imma
Shimmer
Like a bloody blade
Under the stars
Standing right in front of me is me I guess I met the mark
Steppin with the weapon reckon he gon' try and pull my card
I don’t give a fvck cos I know you don’t know who the fvck you are
Back up
Cos a m0thafvcka stacked up
Really wanna be the one pull up and I mag dump
Never gave a fvck
Pack a punch like a magnum
Move with the wind dissipate like a phantom
Tie em up
Call the bank for the ransom
Nobody knows
Like who you
You a random
One time for the m0thafvckin' anthem
Flow is so murderous feel like I’m Manson
Everybody drop to the m0thafvckin' deck b*tch
I won't ever stop till a m0thafvcka dead b*tch
Never made a lot now this music sh*t is endless
Imma keep on pushin' till my legacy is set in stone

Sinizter:
Out my fvckin’ mind
Goin’ for your throats like I’m a rabid canine
I don’t fvck with many I don’t like to play nice
Call me Sub-Zero how I leave ‘em all on ice
Lethal with the rifle 40/40 shoot precise

Always feel like I’m the black sheep
But don’t count me out cause I swear to god I’ll be the next thing
You pvssies always tryna jack the wave that’s popping
Gotta stay one step ahead that’s why I’m re-inventing

I need violence, ultraviolence, ultraviolence
I need violence, ultraviolence, ultraviolence
I need violence, ultraviolence, ultraviolence
I need violence, ultraviolence, ultraviolence
They
Will all fall
You will die
By my hands

SXMPRA X SINIZTER - ULTRAVIOLENCE

SENTIMENTAL
produced by trulife
written by SHXLO
vocals by SHXLO
mixed + mastered by SHXLO

lyrics:

you said do you love me? take another fucking step into the cold
im free from loathing, ducking under minerals
im stepping into light from mountaintops while dragging existential weight
they speaking on my name but dont know i have been insane, bloodbathe
i walk with wakasashi’s, roll an eighth and then i take a hit
sentimental bitches want to use and end up suffering
lying broads up in my pants while i be spitting making hits
broken stupid bitch want dick but dont know i am sick of it

(SHXLO comin straight from the underworld
underground kings
thats who we are
you dont know the kind of shit we be flexing
come closer
lets find out)

and i’m coming back
got these fuckers running up i know they want me on their track
i got a thousand reasons you should go and meet me in the back
i got the blades up on your legs
and when i bite them you gon’ say
SHXLO oh good god i wish you’d come and put me in my place
imma go insane 
bite that pussy got her scream in pain
love the way she sang, feeling like she safe
oh lord i took a bullet for heroics
feeling like i am a poet
write turned flowing
when i come these bitches dripping like an ocean

SENTIMENTAL (prod. trulife)

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LYRICS

well it’s the gut slinging east side demon creeping out the crypt

Squeeze the fruit of death I let it bleed and drip right off my lips

Creeping through the woods don’t hide your family bitch it’s time to dip

I came to slit your throat you stupid pussy mother fuckin bitch

If you should die before you wake 
Bitch that’s my soul to take
You stay up late 
I put your head up on a fucking stake
So get it straight I came for blood bitch I don’t conversate
I kill the priest fuck all the nuns and then I meditate

Hooded in the crowd hidden blade you won’t notice me
Your girl up in my cult she say I look just like I’m Joseph seed

Ima fuck around and make a million off of blood and screams
Freddy Krueger swag why you think you see me in your dreams

Fuck you mean, fuck that wild boy shit
I got candles lit when I fuck that bitch 
Slit my wrist let her lick that drip from the elbow tip to the top of my dick

Bad bitch riding shotgun she keep the same 
aim that bitch right out the window let that mother fucker bang

Bitch I’m patron sippin in gold tippin 24 sittin
I cut your neck for 33 just like I’m Scottie pippen 

Patron sippin  gold 24 sittin

I need to cope
My wrist is cut my heart is broke 
The blood is soaked
I’m on the corner slittin throats

GOOSEBUMPS! [PROD. TOXICGODD]

PROD. JACK MARLOW

TWITTER/IG: @WAVYXJONES

FAKE LOVE IS A FAKE DRUG

produced by brian bright

mastered by riq shakur

problem child

LYRICS: https://genius.com/Fukksailor-vandalism-lyrics

@FUKKSAILOR
@ISTASHA

@LILLANDMINE
@DEPTHSTRIDA

@C3OF
@DISTORTIONTHE1
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GRIEF CLIQUE (@griefclique)
EMPTY THE CLIP (@empty-the-clip)
DEAD ON SIGHT (@deadonsight)

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FUKKSAILOR x ISTASHA x LIL LANDMINE x DEPTHSTRIDA x PAPA SLEEP x LORD DISTORTION - ''VANDALISM''

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with love, SHXLO