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KILLHEIST - QUAD FEED FT. GOREJIT [PROD. HXLX]

GUESS WHO?
PRODUCED, MIXED AND MASTERED BY VENTING PALACE

Got off the phone with your main one
She told me I dress better
Looking like the devil come alive
Louboutins and red leather

Smoke or money I cannot decide
I just got a bad temper
make this shit look easy by design
VP is a trendsetter

Shawty miss me now, put her in a hoe phase
Take the stick up out the house, bringing back the old ways
Call me cap, boss moves, I've been making big plays 
So clean so smooth, they just need someone to blame

Clutchin everything I got
ima put it on the line, you just gotta name a spot
My homies love to stir the pot
When we get to where you stay, we’re going to move along the plot

shit’s worth nothing if you can’t come down
show me something I cannot fathom
seen it all, baby you cannot surprise me
a single call, I could kick you into high speed
Tax man, I’m auditing the game
If you think I’m wrong, tap in and make a claim 
Motion, we moving insane
Psyched up off of something I cannot explain

FETCH

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Lyrics:

Pussy mfs cannot fw me
Blood down my face and the blade is heavy
Coming at me, dawg you not ready
Gripping my nine with the nose all bloody

Came from a rut, wrist getting cut
Hopes and dreams crushed as my eyes slowly shut
I'm just a soul that is running amock
I'm so sick of this shit and idgaf

Look in my eyes, what do you see? 
A wandering soul, never been so lonely
Wandering around, so endlessly
Only arose from hipocrisy

What is this place
can't feel my face 
I'm on the floor 
body so sore 

Sight is all blurry 
Brain's in a frenzy 
Eyes slowly rolling 
Conscience is fading 

Can't take no more
I'm shook to my core
Of all I have done
Not deserving of sun

My conscience is weighting
My mind degradating
My soul is not staying
In this plain of existence

Take me away from this plain of existence

fuck what ya' say (8x)

fucking his face up, till he pass out
leave him in a bloody pulp, when i come up
if you don't wanna die get tf out of my face, yuh
all these pussy mfs think they can win the fucking race,yuh

I just get off with a straight kick to your cranium
Type of mf to pull up with the uranium

Came with strap, one tap to your skull 
That boy think he hard, imma snatch his soul
leave his body in a ditch and smoke these oxys till i fucking twitch, yuh
this mf should do some damage, hes weak, i don't even flinch, yuh

talk that shit get lynched, yuh (8x)

My brain is so fucked up, I love to see life just fading away
Keep that blade tucked up, so you better be careful on what you bout to say 
I just want this shit to end, I'm done and I don't care for better days
All that matters is that when get tf out  my art still stays

CANNOT FW ME!

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FAUCET (ft. HellsingXIII x Prod. LXNER)

83HADES - XMAS OPEN #1

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Twin sticks niggas think that I’m a drummer boy
Thru attachments on the Glock flashing like a Polaroid
Talkin shit x2
Niggas salty like some soy
I don’t care if shawty lookin like a boy 
Damn she fucked the ballet up with the fucking chlorine
Couldn’t even bust a nut shawty sucked it boring
Whippin in the house like my name is fuckin Corey
Hoe you trying to fuck why you keep lookin stories
Bitch you acting dumb why you acting like dorey 
Bad white hoes I can’t that help that they adore me
Don’t you try press up the tooly what now?
Bitch I wear crown yea you niggas sit down
Bitch I’m mister snatch yo chain when I pull up to yo town
I’m just trying to fuck I don’t need no pro nouns
Long neck give me neck like a ostrich 
Niggas think they level to my swag that’s preposterous 
Back then I was sipping for locos
Wood got me high like them socks on some cholos
Niggas spending racks for some fits that look like bozos
Me and bug stanced up in the function like we two goats x2

Red kool aid niggas think that I’m the juice mane
Y’all some guppies in the gutter niggas stuck up in the drain
Niggas fake hungry chillin at the bottom food chain
Nigga need lose some weight titties lower than his chain

I keep the tooly on me like I keep a pocket watch
You can never be like me my dawg yo life is botched
Poppin out like haunted mound wit some trueys and some rocks
Bitch we stay strapped got a coop full of cocks
Copped a truey bomber jacket lookin like a jock
Niggas keep me in they head I put you in a lock
Hell nah you not dippin in that v6 boy you getting caught
Yea I left scene spotless bitch you know I had to use a mop

Fuck tha Ballet Up (bbuggin)

FLYWITHYOU

its okay to b a clown* w blood @wortxx

You don't wanna live a lie
Everybody leaving signs
Not one's good at life


I ain't playing where I stay at
Her words cutting to his cardiac
Conversations never played back
We ain't moving till the pay back
I'm still sitting in the blame
You tainted pain around my face
I guess I tried to live this way
Put that on my name
I still feel the same
For goodness sake
The world's decay, is running stray
My fullest smile, causing strain
Least of what I got
In my head I give a lot
Cut off the bitch but ain't forgot
Forgive me more, or make it stop

You either talking up your mindset or balances
I'm coming for they neck fuck your happiness
If I ain't feel it then nobody is
Only causing damages

Bed Bugs

OutOfFrame prod. Citr3s (Feat. Journey Btha Reason)

pardon me [prod. kill ebola + pulse]

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Missing People
1/4 Zero Mortals


Coming in with a Manic sound mixed with Hard Dark Trap, Syrus delivers hard bars along with his intricate flows and schemes. Growing up with old Hip-Hop and a love for the underground rap scene, Syrus is inspired by the classics and the new style and inputs it into his music. 

Character Backstory: Syrus was born an angel who served God for millennia. One fateful day, Syrus committed the heinous crime of murder in heaven. God saw him unfit to be an angel and cast him out of heaven after ripping his wings out of his body and breaking his halo. Syrus fell to hell, beaten and broken. He was forced to serve Satan for eternity as punishment for his crimes. After a few thousand years Syrus grew tired and resentful to Satan as he tortured undeserving souls while God pampered every evil guest who entered his gates. Syrus left hell to walk earth but as he did his wounds became very real as his divinity began to fail.

As he sulked around the northern part of the world, his body emitted the most pure form of rage and anger, scorching trees and boiling water as he passed. His divine form was cracking and spilling his lifeforce out into the world, he was dying with each drop. Fortunately, before the last drop of divinity fell from his body he came across a dying man in the woods. Syrus soul bonded with the man, keeping them both from perishing. Due to the mortals weaker mind, Syrus assumed control of the body as the man sat shotgun as a voice in his head. It was a match made in heaven...

FAUCET (ft. HellsingXIII x Prod. LXNER)

Sickly Syrus

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