Lyrics:

Hook:
Tired of all your lies/
Bitch I’m dead inside/
Think I’m slowly dying/
Rot in the ground I writhe/

Alone at the top believe it/
No competition, don’t see it/
Yo new shit wack, keep it/
He in his feels, I see it/

Tired of all your lies/
Bitch I’m dead inside/
Think I’m slowly dying/
Rot in the ground I writhe/

Alone at the top believe it/
No competition, don’t see it/
Yo new shit wack, keep it/
He in his feels, I see it/

Shut the fuck up bitch/
What the fuck/
Shut the fuck up/
Stomp you out/

Verse:
Always wanna play victim but I cannot sympathize, how you’re living life/
Everyday I wake up just to watch you fucking die/
Listen one last time/
I’m saying my goodbyes/
Watch you rot away/
Don’t forget the wasted time I spent here, throw it all away/
Yeah, yeah, throw it all away/
Nothing can replace lost time just stay out of my way/
Yeah, yeah, stay out of my way bitch/

Hook:
Tired of all your lies/
Bitch I’m dead inside/
Think I’m slowly dying/
Rot in the ground I writhe/

Alone at the top believe it/
No competition, don’t see it/
Yo new shit wack, keep it/
He in his feels, I see it/

Tired of all your lies/
Bitch I’m dead inside/
Think I’m slowly dying/
Rot in the ground I writhe/

Alone at the top believe it/
No competition, don’t see it/
Yo new shit wack, keep it/
He in his feels, I see it/

Watching you rot now!

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Rot (prod. FATAL-M)

@XZARKHAN

Sinizter:
Bitch I’m straight up out that crypt like I was Tutankhamun
I drag yo body down to hell no bitch you not survivin’
I am descendant of Ymir, this is Attack on Titan
You hear them war cry’s in the distance Armageddon Rising

Yeah born out the darkness, molded
Like I was Bane I quoted
30 rounds come out this choppa dump the mag reload it

I got these shorty’s fiendin’
She want that Apex Demon
I cannot bow to no one else ‘cause I’m a fuckin’ heathen

XZARKHAN:
Sin pass the pack
And ima quarterback the pack
Send out forces to react
And blow out pieces from there back
Jack up shit like floor jacks
Ar10’s 2 door mats
If the power grid collapse snaps
Fuck there town on horseback
Drop in take your sovereignty
Execute so properly
Keep a calm camaraderie
For none alive is policy
Vicious turning violently
Soldiers moving silently
Fearless in my tyranny
Our squad is onto firing
Took your town to ironing
Got you while your idling
Ac gunship piloting
When we ride the lightning
Flying feeling threatening
Our sound it is deafening
Missile reload settling
Its Nagasaki leveling

Sinizter:
Bitch I’m straight up out that crypt like I was Tutankhamun
I drag yo body down to hell no bitch you not survivin’
I am descendant of Ymir, this is Attack on Titan
You hear them war cry’s in the distance Armageddon Rising

Yeah born out the darkness, molded
Like I was Bane I quoted
30 rounds come out this choppa dump the mag reload it

I got these shorty’s fiendin’
She want that Apex Demon
I cannot bow to no one else ‘cause I’m a fuckin’ heathen

Armageddon Rising - Single

Armageddon Rising

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Sinizter & Xzarkhan - Armageddon Rising (prod. Luna & mode$t0)

Lyrics:

Mvko:
The voices in my head are taking over think I'm going crazy
Hear the howlin' of the sirens from behind me pigs are chasing
Don't care what they saying
Fuck you pay me
Bout to kill the beat like John Wayne Gacy
Anybody really wanna try to come face me
Ain't a single motherfucker that can replace me

Nobody breaking me
All of you fake to me
Stand in the flames feel the fire embracing me
Dragging me under the demons they taking me
Wipe me from history just start erasing me

What you really know about war time
Fuck the Geneva commit war crimes
Reaching the summit my body temperature plummets I'm so sick of the runnin' I need downtime

Sinizter:
Bitch you faceless
I’m talkin’ nameless
You still the same bitch
Guess things don’t change bitch
Bitch you faceless
I’m talkin’ nameless
You still the same bitch
Guess things don’t change bitch

I don’t ever wanna hear another muthafucka throwin’ dirt up on my name
Circle jerkin’ off each other but I know that deep inside you pussies lame
Comin’ up in the views and I be stayin’ up in the news knowin’ y’all just stay the same
Got ‘em reachin’ out to me like shit was sweet but bitch I know your game

I ain’t got no time for the bullshit
Smith n Wesson loaded with a full clip
Talkin’ up out his neck he get the full clip
Kung Fu Kick, with the full fist

Backstab me I cut you off now
Put food in yo mouth, about to stop now
Frontin’ to me tell me you been down
Shoulda joined the circus you like a damn clown

Bitch you faceless
I’m talkin’ nameless
You still the same bitch
Guess things don’t change bitch
Bitch you faceless
I’m talkin’ nameless
You still the same bitch
Guess things don’t change bitch

Ghostface Playa, Mvko & Sinizter - Faceless

Lyrics:

I can’t even feel my fuckin’ face/
Feelin’ like I haven’t slept in days/
Nobody ever listen when I pray/
Don’t even wanna know if I’m ok?/

Drown all my emotions in this bottle ima flood my system/
Keep it bottled up inside my mind this shit feels like a prison/
Picturing your face inside my head when I pick up this pistol/
I can’t keep this up much longer might succumb to the statistic/

Yeah, yeah/

And when it rains it pours/
What am I fighting for?/
I, I, I felt like this before/
You, you, you just walk out that door/

Never feeling sure if this right but I just keep on pushing/
Never backing down that’s how I’m built, so I just keep enduring/
Spilling my emotions on this paper tell you how I’m feeling/
Might not understand these words I’m saying, hope it’s not for nothing/

Yeah, yeah, hope it’s not for nothing.../
No, no, I hope it’s not for nothing.../

I can’t even feel my fuckin’ face/
Feelin’ like I haven’t slept in days/
Nobody ever listen when I pray/
Don’t even wanna know if I’m ok?/

Yeah, yeah/

And when it rains it pours/
What am I fighting for?/
I, I, I felt like this before/
You, you, you just walk out that door/

OBSCURE (prod. Plurbs, Adrian Adder & Rodd)

Lyrics:

Hook:
I call the shots like I was Major Payne/
I make ‘em disappear like David Blaine/
I cannot fuck with you we not the same/
I want the money you just want the fame/

I got them Gucci kicks and Vetements/
I chase that paper I can’t chase no thot/
That hoe she hit me, she get no response/
That money comin’ in it never stop/

Verse:
I can’t pull up unless it’s 50k/
I’m makin’ racks up off the shit I say/
He feelin’ jealous, that’s a bitch trait/
That Draco bustin’ make him do ballet/

Know that they hate me cause I just be doin’ the most/
Flow like it’s water so cold it could into snow/
Breakin’ them records they throwin’ me in with the pro’s/
Bustin’ my ass so that I can just reap what I sow/

Demon time, I’m on demon time/
Grind time bitch I’m gettin’ mine/
Evil never sleeps ain’t no recline/
I’m born to win that shit just by design/

Gucci steppa’s with the spikes on ‘em/
I’m drippin’ like I did a heist on ‘em/
My aim precise headshot snipes on ‘em/
Gucci Demon put a price on ‘em/

Hook:
I call the shots like I was Major Payne/
I make ‘em disappear like David Blaine/
I cannot fuck with you we not the same/
I want the money you just want the fame/

I got them Gucci kicks and Vetements/
I chase that paper I can’t chase no thot/
That hoe she hit me, she get no response/
That money comin’ in it never stop/

Sinizter & Pharmacist - GUCCI DEMON

Lyrics:

Hook:
Long time I been talkin’ ‘bout it/
It’s in my mind I always dream about it/
One day I’d make a hunnid racks up out it/
Fruits of my labor reap the benefits out it/

Grind time, I’m on grind time/
Undaground where no light shine/
I feel this shit, it’s in my bloodline/
The universe is always on time/

Verse:
I’m runnin’ to that bag, like Usain Bolt/
Magnetic to that cash, I fit the same mould/
Smokin’ on that oppa pack, I think it’s case closed/
I’m trappin’ that new crypto bag, that’s why I lay low/

Yeah, yeah/
I speak into existence, and you are now my witness/
I always stay consistent, I try to keep my distance/
Still with no assistance/
And no more coexistence, it’s just Solipsism/

Hook:
Long time I been talkin’ ‘bout it/
It’s in my mind I always dream about it/
One day I’d make a hunnid racks up out it/
Fruits of my labor reap the benefits out it/

Grind time, I’m on grind time/
Undaground where no light shine/
I feel this shit, it’s in my bloodline/
The universe is always on time/

BLOODLINE

Sinizter, Pharmacist & Ghostface Playa - BLOODLINE

Lyrics:

Mvko:
Blood moon rise it's a cold cold night
Weight on my side that's a cold cold knife
I'm so sick of living in my old old life
I'm feelin' like a monster I'm a low low life

Don't listen to what they say about me cuz I'm not a bad man
Blisters on my feet from endless walking in the Badlands
Smell of burning metal cigarettes inside a tin can
Know I'm always here I'm always watchin' I'm the sandman

I know when you are sleepin' I can see you from closet your hoe
Open up the door I float to you I never touch the floor
I bring you dreams I make you see the nothingness inside of me
You may of heard the legends bout me nothings what it seems to be

I got problems
Bringing pain is when I prosper
Lost myself inside the night my soul it harbors monsters
Self incisions in my brain I think I need a doctor
Cannot kill the pain you can only make it stronger

I ain't seeking no vengeance
I do not hold a vendetta
However want to introduce you to my loaded Berettas
I'm messed up
Leave a slit across my throat I'm feelin' so fed up
I'm the beginning and the end I'm the alpha omega

Blood moon rise it's a cold cold night
Weight on my side that's a cold cold knife
I'm so sick of living in my old old life
I'm feelin' like a monster I'm a low low life

Don't listen to what they say about me cuz I'm not a bad man
Blisters on my feet from endless walking in the Badlands
Smell of burning metal cigarettes inside a tin can
Know I'm always here I'm always watchin' I'm the sandman

Sinizter:
I’ve been walking through the valley of death
Surrounded by these burning bodies wonder if I am next
My mind is gettin’ overloaded from the secrets I’ve kept
But I gotta keep on pushin’ through it with the time I’ve got left

You always runnin’ from your past don’t wanna face it
Guess I’ll be the asshole cause I say it
If things no longer serve you just erase them
Stop hiding from your demons just embrace them

See the world through your eyes and then it starts to make sense
Wish I could take away the pain with all strength I have left
Walk through the fire and the flames, to hell and back where we met
I’ll keep your memory alive ya life I’ll never forget

Mvko:
Blood moon rise it's a cold cold night
Weight on my side that's a cold cold knife
I'm so sick of living in my old old life
I'm feelin' like a monster I'm a low low life

Don't listen to what they say about me cuz I'm not a bad man
Blisters on my feet from endless walking in the Badlands
Smell of burning metal cigarettes inside a tin can
Know I'm always here I'm always watchin' I'm the sandman

Mvko & Sinizter - Sandman (prod. FALLEN)

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Lyrics:

Hook:
I’m cruisin’ in the EVO, Vantablack can’t see me comin’/
Cerakote in Crimson Red is how my AR stuntin’/
Muzzle flashes all you seein’ while that mag be dumpin’/
Spiked out Gucci boots you peep my drip you see I’m flooded/

I paint it Vantablack, all my shit Vantablack/
I watch that money stack, then flip it back to back/
I paint it Vantablack, my soul is Vantablack/
I watch that backend stack, then flip it back to back/

Verse:
I heard he doin’ all that talkin’ like he really do this/
Then why I’m passin’ ones before me askin’ “homie, who this?”/
Make this shit look effortless like when I’m mackin’ two chicks/
Crucify these lames for movin’ like a fuckin’ Judas/

Two four seven, three six five, I’m puttin’ fuckin’ work in/
So if you see my pockets fill up, know i fuckin’ earned it/
Keep my circle small don’t fuck with fakes, the bridge I burn it/
Didn’t earn my title suckin’ dick, respect deserve it/

Came in this bitch with a mask on/
Call me Al Simmons I’m Hellspawn/
Speakin’ on me I come right through screen you gon’ get yo ass smacked on/

Be your worst nightmare like Kruger/
Bullets pass through his medulla/
If I am the shooter then pass me the Ruger you know I got aim like a trooper/

Ima start the skirmish/
Then bitch I turn n’ burn it/
Get the kill, confirm it/
Deliver death, I serve it/

Ima start the skirmish/
Then bitch I turn n’ burn it/
Get the kill, confirm it/
Deliver death, I serve it/

Hook:
I’m cruisin’ in the EVO, Vantablack can’t see me comin’/
Cerakote in Crimson Red is how my AR stuntin’/
Muzzle flashes all you seein’ while that mag be dumpin’/
Spiked out Gucci boots you peep my drip you see I’m flooded/

I paint it Vantablack, all my shit Vantablack/
I watch that money stack, then flip it back to back/
I paint it Vantablack, my soul is Vantablack/
I watch that backend stack, then flip it back to back/

VANTABLACK

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VANTABLACK (prod. Netuh)

Hook:
Would you look what I’ve become
Devil in the flesh can’t feel my skin I’m goin’ numb
Think I’m slowly dying but my mission’s not done
Cannot sell my soul, I ain’t bowin’ down to none

Verse:
I don’t give a muthafuck about you
Cause these pussies never tell the truth
Just let me be here by lonely ‘stead of lyin’ to me
Ima tell you what it is and what is gonna be

Not conforming to you bitch, so get the fuck away
Disconnect me from this life and set the world ablaze
Don’t give a fuck about the money if my trust betrayed
I’m like a prophet, see the future, all I see is pain

I liked you better ‘for I knew what I know
Sit on my throne and I’m like god and it’s your kings I dethrone
No coming back I slam the door cause I think I’m better alone
I sever the ties I’m tired of lies just let me be on my own

Hook:
Would you look what I’ve become
Devil in the flesh can’t feel my skin I’m goin’ numb
Think I’m slowly dying but my mission’s not done
Cannot sell my soul, I ain’t bowin’ down to none

Would you look what I’ve become
Devil in the flesh can’t feel my skin I’m goin’ numb
Think I’m slowly dying but my mission’s not done
Cannot sell my soul, I ain’t bowin’ down to none

WHAT I'VE BECOME (prod. Morgoth Beatz)

Lyrics:

Catch me riding in that nine eleven
I shift to sixth and tear the road up in the dust I left him
Bitches on the block still talkin' I'm they new obsession
Trust in god but my best friend you know is Smith and Wesson

I shoot in all directions mothafucka

I hit my Masvidal and hit him with that flying knee
I'm the type to move in silence bitch I never speak
If that's yo bitch then why the fuck I got her on her knees
Thought you knew these hoes ain't loyal she just for the streets

Bitch I been here for a minute now I'm steady rising
Wanna tell me that you got my back, I know you lying
And I ain't bowing to no man no bitch I stay defiant
Lost my mind inside the war and I'm still tryna find it

They going to have to kill me if they wanna stop it
Hate my grind and hate my hustle, always quick to knock it
I'm goin' straight up to the top so just sit back and watch it
You just complain 'bout staying stagnant cause yo shit does not hit

You could hate me all you want but yo bitch feelin' me
I don't listen to no man with less success than me
And if I catch him moving funny that bitch dead to me
I turn a rapper to a ghost if he want smoke with me

So why the fuck you talkin'
I hear da money calling
Hunnid K withdraw it
That Gucci drip I walk in

So why the fuck you talkin'
I hear that money calling
Hunnid K withdraw it
That Gucci drip I walk in

Catch me riding in that nine eleven
I shift to sixth and tear the road up in the dust I left him
Bitches on the block still talkin' I'm they new obsession
Trust in god but my best friend you know is Smith and Wesson

I shoot in all directions mothafucka

I hit my Masvidal and hit him with that flying knee
I'm the type to move in silence bitch I never speak
If that's yo bitch then why the fuck I got her on her knees
Thought you knew these hoes ain't loyal she just for the streets

9INE ELEVEN (prod. Netuh)

Lyrics:

Hook:
That forty-five be clappin’/
Red dot laser-tag him/
Bitch I’m always snappin’/
Shawty booty clappin’/

I see an opp subtract him/
Shang Tsung his soul I snatch him/
Oh he on top? I pass him/
All gas, no brakes, I lap him/

Ain’t got time for talkin’/
When I’m in that whip I’m swervin’/
Talk my shit I walk it/
Lethal with that weapon, surgeon/

Ain’t got time for talkin’/
When I’m in that whip I’m swervin’/
Talk my shit I walk it/
Lethal with that weapon, surgeon/

Verse:
Bitch I told you it’s gon’ cost you if you come at me/
Only thing I know is violence, I don’t know no peace/
I introduce you to my choppa make ya R.I.P./
Triple six below the dirt is where yo body be/

Aye I’m just out here talkin’ shit and I get paid for it/
I put my time in bitch so I don’t work a day for it.
I know you hate your life but that’s cause you a slave to it/
Stay lowkey I’m never worried what the fake doin’/

Hook:
That forty-five be clappin’/
Red dot laser-tag him/
Bitch I’m always snappin’/
Shawty booty clappin’/

I see an opp subtract him/
Shang Tsung his soul I snatch him/
Oh he on top? I pass him/
All gas, no brakes, I lap him/

Ain’t got time for talkin’/
When I’m in that whip I’m swervin’/
Talk my shit I walk it/
Lethal with that weapon, surgeon/

Ain’t got time for talkin’/
When I’m in that whip I’m swervin’/
Talk my shit I walk it/
Lethal with that weapon, surgeon/

ALL GAS NO BRAKES - Single

ALL GAS NO BRAKES

Sinizter & Kaito Shoma-ALL GAS NO BRAKES

Lyrics:

Hear the trumpets playin’ it’s yo doomsday
Arbitrary bullets hit yo toupee
I start a fire in this bitch, more flame than Liu Kang
I’m the darkest of the knights baby, Bruce Wayne

I’m comin’ to shoot’em up just I’m John Wick
Call me “Babayaga” grab yo crucifix
Talkin’ up outchea neck but know you new to this
Always bitchin’ on the sidelines while I’m killin’ shit

Livin’ the way I want to never been a slave
I’m a legend in my eyes bitch I pave the way
All these rappers do is suck a dick and ride a wave
But I be doin’ the shit they want to till I’m in the grave

If you ain’t pull yo weight then ima cut you off
Only work with real hustlers, you do not belong
See right through facades and you know who you are
Fuck your fake confidence, you not a star

Hear the trumpets playin’ it’s yo doomsday
Arbitrary bullets hit yo toupee
I start a fire in this bitch, more flame than Liu Kang
I’m the darkest of the knights baby, Bruce Wayne

Pushes come to shove I give the final blow, you wanna be where I am but your ego keeps you down below, I said it then I meant I can feel it it’s my time to blow, I’m kickin’ these fakes up out my life don’t fuck with you it’s time to go, a time bomb I’m about to blow, not fuckin’ with you it’s time you know

I’m rippin’ up at they neck just like I’m Cujo
Can’t keep up with my flows, I know you too slow
Takin’ shots below the surface hittin’ too close
But I do not mention names so really who knows

Now I’m dishin’ up out the pain just like a fuckin’ sadist
All the homies gather ‘round I’m bout to make a statement
Only reason we were friends is cause you offered payment
Now that the money’s dried up I think it’s time I say this

Hear the trumpets playin’ it’s yo doomsday
Arbitrary bullets hit yo toupee
I start a fire in this bitch, more flame than Liu Kang
I’m the darkest of the knights baby, Bruce Wayne

I’m comin’ to shoot’em up just I’m John Wick
Call me “Babayaga” grab yo crucifix
Talkin’ up outchea neck but know you new to this
Always bitchin’ on the sidelines while I’m killin’ shit

DOOMSDAY - Single

OFFICIAL MUSIC VIDEO

Sinizter & Kaito Shoma-DOOMSDAY

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Lyrics:

Bitch I’m sippin’ number 7 till my vision blur
Give a fuck about you pussies make ‘em bite the curb
You ain’t never heard about me bitch you 'bout to learn
‘Cause I be shittin’ on the game just like I’m Amber Heard

Beat my hands up on my chest just like I’m King Kong
Fire breather with the flow ‘cause I’m the phenom
I stay ridin’ with the fire keep the heat on
Came equipped I got the NOS up in the Nissan

One shot, one kill, like I’m Hathcock
I’m feeling manic, might go off only half-cocked
One shot, one kill, like I’m Hathcock
One shot, one shot...One shot, one kill

One shot, one kill
One shot, one kill
One shot, one kill
One shot, one kill

Give a fuck about a bitch hoe, I just need a bag
Know I’m all about my money so I keep it stacked
Lethal with the words I keep a bloody pen and pad
Stonecold will and never sinkin’ like an Ironclad

Never the slightest bit impressed by all the shit they talkin’
Comin’ up never had a lot gotta flip to make a profit
Talkin’ about how we the same but we got different pockets
Bringin’ that duffle up in the bank I’m makin’ big deposits

One shot, one kill, like I’m Hathcock
I’m feeling manic, might go off only half-cocked
One shot, one kill, like I’m Hathcock
One shot, one shot...One shot, one kill

One shot, one kill
One shot, one kill
One shot, one kill
One shot, one kill

Demon time on 85, I’m in that BRZ
Heavy metal in the trunk so do not play with me
End your career, I keep control I press the alt-delete
Empty out recycled garbage stay the fuck from me

Bitch I’m sippin’ number 7 till my vision blur
Give a fuck about you pussies make ‘em bite the curb
You ain’t never heard about me bitch you 'bout to learn
‘Cause I be shittin’ on the game just like I’m Amber Heard

One shot, one kill, like I’m Hathcock
I’m feeling manic, might go off only half-cocked
One shot, one kill, like I’m Hathcock
One shot, one shot...One shot, one kill

One shot, one kill
One shot, one kill
One shot, one kill
One shot, one kill
One shot, one kill

One Shot, One Kill - Single

One Shot, One Kill

Sinizter & Kordhell-ONE SHOT, ONE KILL

Lyrics:

Hook:
Scythe and sickle bitch I swing it like I’m Kurosaki
Choppa rippin’ got him dancin’ now he pop & lockin’
Spittin’ them hexes reap my vengeance bitch you cannot stop it
I’m comin’ around to claim they souls got more than Shinigami

Scythe and sickle bitch I swing it like I’m Kurosaki
Choppa rippin’ got him dancin’ now he pop & lockin’
Spittin’ them hexes reap my vengeance bitch you cannot stop it
I’m comin’ around to claim they souls got more than Shinigami

Verse:
I am the punishment of god but I’m triple 6 below
I’m in the shadows right behind you everywhere you go
Let that cold steel pierce your heart and then I slit your throat
It’s ‘Santa Muerte’ maricón sit on a throne of bones

Any mothafucka wanna hate on me ima wish him death
Sinny finna woop that ass just for talkin’ shit ima leave him dead
Swingin’ that blade like I’m Voorhees I’m choppin’ ‘em down and I rip ‘em to shreds
Got the whole game in a headlock you ain’t with the vision you gettin’ this led

No I don’t go back and forth lil bitch just send the dough
Hunnid rounds make exit wounds and leave him on the floor
Rip your heart out of your chest and then I burn your corpse
Frozen heart and blackened soul I kill with no remorse

Hook:
Scythe and sickle bitch I swing it like I’m Kurosaki
Choppa rippin’ got him dancin’ now he pop & lockin’
Spittin’ them hexes reap my vengeance bitch you cannot stop it
I’m comin’ around to claim they souls got more than Shinigami

Scythe and sickle bitch I swing it like I’m Kurosaki
Choppa rippin’ got him dancin’ now he pop & lockin’
Spittin’ them hexes reap my vengeance bitch you cannot stop it
I’m comin’ around to claim they souls got more than Shinigami

SANTA MUERTE (prod. Netuh)

Lyrics:

Sadfriendd:


Sinizter:
All bite, no bark that’s why I’m comin’ for they neck
I can tell that you ain’t real, you just do this for a check
Suppressor on the barrel, subsonics in the Tec
Better pay attention cause you fuckin’ with the best

Y’all be doin’ too much talkin’
If we ain’t talkin’ money then you walkin’
Brand new Vetements, flossin’
Big risk taker, bitch I’m all in

Stackin’ up the money on the backend
While you busy talkin’ shit up in them captions
Bad lil shorty what I’m mackin’
Always call the shots, I’m the captain

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Sadfriendd & Sinizter - medusa! (prod. MUPP)

Lyrics:
Hook:
Bitch I give a beat down like it’s MK
Know I rush in with that Russian, it’s the AK
Man down, man down bitch you too late
Cannot fuck with rappers cause they two-faced

Jeet Kune Do like I’m Bruce Lee
Put’em in the grave no eulogy
Pedal to the metal in the six speed
Got 12 right behind me see the blue streaks

Verse:
Don’t compare me to the next man, far past
Take ‘em out they spot, see the torch passed
Xerox me but they won’t last
I’m a marathon runner bitch I don’t gas

Whole damn world at my finger tips
World is fuckin’ mine bitch remember this
Like Tony Montana with the thirty clip
I be living out my life just like a movie script

I’m comin’ for the money like a bank heist
Hard ass bite violent canine
I’m a dragon on the mic bitch I spit fire
Make ‘em rewrite they verse they betta get right

Ain’t no competition in my own lane
Every song is like a match to the propane
Heard they last tape, it was so lame
I’m the god of this dimension and my domain

Hook:
Bitch I give a beat down like it’s MK
Know I rush in with that Russian, it’s the AK
Man down, man down bitch you too late
Cannot fuck with rappers cause they two-faced

Jeet Kune Do like I’m Bruce Lee
Put’em in the grave no eulogy
Pedal to the metal in the six speed
Got 12 right behind me see the blue streaks


Bitch I give a beat down like it’s MK
Know I rush in with that Russian, it’s the AK
Man down, man down bitch you too late
Cannot fuck with rappers cause they two-faced

Jeet Kune Do like I’m Bruce Lee
Put’em in the grave no eulogy
Pedal to the metal in the six speed
Got 12 right behind me see the blue streaks

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EX MACHINA (prod. Zanda)

Lyrics:

Hook:
Can’t stop, can’t stop, won’t stop
Going full throttle so hold on
Can’t stop, can’t stop, won’t stop
Going full throttle ‘till I’m on top

Never backin’ down no we ain’t throwin’ flags
Call it ‘Money Heist’ the way I get the bag
Bitch I’m Bruce Banner think I’m ‘bout to snap
And if they runnin’ up on me just know I got the strap

Verse:
Don’t wanna let me in I kick the door down
Doin’ laps around these rappers know they worn out
Treat this like a competition, check the score now
Ima be up at the top one day that’s no doubt

Hatin’ on my grind but know you nameless
Way I flex up on these bitches know it’s shameless
Chop him with machete leave him faceless
No god, no masters, I be faithless

Everybody wanna be the innovator
Stuck inside their ego, it’s a simulator
But I be Darth Vader, I’m the vindicator
Comin’ to burn ‘em up I got incinerators

Northside, Northside, Northside
Move it down south to the south side
Northside, Northside, Northside
Move it down south to the south side

Start a revolution really what they want
Ima give it all I got until I’m never tappin’ out
Start a revolution really what you want
Better give it all you got to make out the box

Can’t stop, can’t stop, won’t stop
Going full throttle so hold on
Can’t stop, can’t stop, won’t stop
Going full throttle ‘till I’m on top

Hook:
Can’t stop, can’t stop, won’t stop
Going full throttle so hold on
Can’t stop, can’t stop, won’t stop
Going full throttle ‘till I’m on top

Never backin’ down no we ain’t throwin’ flags
Call it ‘Money Heist’ the way I get the bag
Bitch I’m Bruce Banner think I’m ‘bout to snap
And if they runnin’ up on me just know I got the strap

CAN'T STOP! (prod. Zanda)

Lyrics:

Talkin’ shit to me I give it right back
Write me for the feature I don’t write back
Rippin’ like a jackal bitch I bite back
Dumpin’ out the mag until the slide back

In this bitch like a fetus, no plan B
Born to be the best that I can be
I’m on a head hunt like Comanche
Decapitate a rapper vigilante

Talkin’ shit to me I give it right back
Write me for the feature I don’t write back
Rippin’ like a jackal bitch I bite back
Dumpin’ out the mag until the slide back

I'm in this bitch like a fetus, no plan B
Born to be the best that I can be
I’m on a head hunt like Comanche
Decapitate a rapper vigilante

Ain’t no beef with me this ain’t a steakhouse
If you really got a problem we could fade out
Get a little clout and then you phase out
Finally realize that you all played out

Quarter mil up on the table got an Earache
Fuck they gonna do for me at this rate?
If I don't sign I won’t be nothin’ but that’s fear based
Bigger numbers than your roster in the present day

Got a bad lil bitch and she ten toes
No bra, no panties, that’s the dress code
I’m Eric Draven out the grave, know the dead rose
Shinigami in my dreams writin’ death notes

Right back, right back, right back
Talkin’ shit to me I give it right back
Write back, write back, write back
Hit me the for feature I don’t write back

Talkin’ shit to me I give it right back
Write me for the feature I don’t write back
Rippin’ like a jackal bitch I bite back
Dumpin’ out the mag until the slide back

I'm in this bitch like a fetus, no plan B
Born to be the best that I can be
I’m on a head hunt like Comanche
Decapitate a rapper vigilante

Talkin’ shit to me I give it right back
Write me for the feature I don’t write back
Rippin’ like a jackal bitch I bite back
Dumpin’ out the mag until the slide back

I'm in this bitch like a fetus, no plan B
Born to be the best that I can be
I’m on a head hunt like Comanche
Decapitate a rapper vigilante

Sinizter & FORGOTTENAGE - RIGHT BACK!

Lyrics:

Hook:
Never needed no one ima build a moat/
Know they fake the funk they always do the most/
Game be sleepin’ on me like they comatose/
One man army bitch I’m goin’ rogue/

Lights, camera, action bitch we make a scene/
Al Pacino from the movies bitch I bring the Heat/
Never know what I be doin’ ‘cause I move discrete/
Kill the competition know I don’t compete/

Never needed no one ima build a moat/
Know they fake the funk they always do the most/
Game be sleepin’ on me like they comatose/
One man army bitch I’m goin’ rogue/

Verse:
Draw comparisons and say that we the fuckin’ same/
But you ain’t get it out the mud you do this shit for fame/

Said he bring the pain but he brought none/
I don’t need an army bitch ‘cause I am one/
Know yo bitch like me cause I’m handsome/
Shit I be doin’ make a rapper throw a tantrum/

Bridge:
You ain’t nothin’ but a guest inside the phonk house/
If I hear any disrespect you gettin’ snuffed out/
Keep the peace up on my throne don’t make me come down/
Put the spear inside your heart if I gotta plunge down/

Hook:
Never needed no one ima build a moat/
Know they fake the funk they always do the most/
Game be sleepin’ on me like they comatose/
One man army bitch I’m goin’ rogue/

Lights, camera, action bitch we make a scene/
Al Pacino from the movies bitch I bring the Heat/
Never know what I be doin’ ‘cause I move discrete/
Kill the competition know I don’t compete/

Sinizter & MUPP - ROGUE!

Lyrics:

Hook:
Killer from the south side yuh
I be watching from the outside yuh
I be shootin’ for the head like—yuh
Dumpin’ rounds up out the Tec-9 yuh

Straight up out the depths like I’m Cthulhu
Got the crosshair on my target ima shoot through
Bitch I cast a fuckin’ spell like I was Mewtwo
And I reinvent the wheel you gon’ view through

Verse:
Bitch I got a fuckin’ bag but what now?
Clock is ticking everyday ‘bout to run out
All the walls are closing in I’m ‘bout to shut down
On my last shred of hope I’m ‘bout to punch out

Tank is running empty!
Death is sweet don’t tempt me!
Jealousy meets envy!
I need my redemption!

Walk along the path of the darkness
Feel like I’m the beast, I’m the Lochness
These words have always been my catharsis
Watch me transcend, see the progress

Gods of our time, bare witness
Spreading like a plague it’s a sickness
Diabolical in theory don’t resist
Life was never sweet and it ain’t bliss


Hook:
Killer from the south side yuh
I be watching from the outside yuh
I be shootin’ for the head like—yuh
Dumpin’ rounds up out the Tec-9 yuh

Straight up out the depths like I’m Cthulhu
Got the crosshair on my target ima shoot through
Bitch I cast a fuckin’ spell like I was Mewtwo
And I reinvent the wheel you gon’ view through

Tank is running empty!
Death is sweet don’t tempt me!
Jealousy meets envy!
I need my redemption!

Tank is running empty!
Death is sweet don’t tempt me!
Jealousy meets envy!
I need my redemption!

Sinizter & KUTE - CTHULHU

Lyrics:

Choppa got a kick like it’s Chun-Li
30 in the mag what I’m clutching
Wanna sell me to these labels I don’t want these
Comin’ with the fuckin’ drama always something

Fuck up out my way ride solo
Cut off all the deadweight, outgrown
Hip tossin’ mothafuckas with that Judo
Shawty throw it back I be like “whoa”

Verse:
Wanna prove them wrong take your best shot
Never givin’ up better have heart
Born with fuckin’ nothin’ but I ain’t soft 
All the shit I’ve learned in life cannot be bought

Time ain’t free but my smoke is
I be spittin’ fuckin’ fire like I’m Dhalsim
Bruce Banner turn to Hulk see what swole is
Big guns like I’m Arnold no reloadin’ 

Run it back, run it back, run it back
Way that shorty movin’ need to run it back
Run it back, run it back, run it back
Way that shorty movin’ need to run it back

Heart stayin’ frozen like some permafrost
But I’m flexin’ with the muscle like a juggernaut
Rare breed the way I do this think I’m better off
Not relyin’ on no one no matter right or wrong/

Hook:
Choppa got a kick like it’s Chun-Li
30 in the mag what I’m clutching
Wanna sell me to these labels I don’t want these
Comin’ with the fuckin’ drama always something

Fuck up out my way ride solo
Cut off all the deadweight, outgrown
Hip tossin’ mothafuckas with that Judo
Shawty throw it back I be like “whoa”

Sinizter & Suave Lee - CHUN-LI

produced by Zanda

Lyrics:
I’m getting lost inside the endless void now
Been at the top so long I think I’ll jump down
With twisted thoughts I might just blow my brains out
I’m six feet deep but always crawl my way out

Never trust a soul that’s how I live life
Peeling the back the veil there’s no more disguise
You pick the fight you see the demon inside
Then form that narrative and spread your damn lies

I’m unforgiving
There’s something missing
The clock is ticking
To life I’m clinging

I’m unforgiving
There’s something missing
The clock is ticking
To life I’m clinging

Destroy the beauty
Divorce the memories

They stab right through me
This death is remedy

Destroy the beauty
Divorce the memories

They stab right through me
This death is remedy

There’s nothing left for me…
There’s nothing left for me…
There’s nothing left for me…
There’s nothing left for me…

SUICIDE IN STOCKHOLM

SUICIDE IN STOCKHOLM (prod. Zanda)

produced by Netuh

Lyrics:
Hook:
Keep 'em sleepin’ on me got the beam up on the glock
Bitch I’m at yo door you ‘bout to hear the devil’s knock
Vecna in real life I know you hear that tickin’ tock
Always been A1 no bitch I ain’t no flippin’ floppa

I don’t keep friends cause these mothafuckas Judas
Like a lone wolf how a mothafucka do this
Lethal when I’m pickin’ up the up pen up I’m finessing like a set up and my choppa leave him wet up

Ima be the one they wanna be like yuh
See me Skywalkin’ on the dark side yuh
Man the myth the legend from the south side yuh
I be throwin’ shots up at the bar fight yuh

Verse:
Bitch I got my list I checkin’ names off of my paper
I’m Vader from the Sith they bout to feel bites from my saber
Eyes roll back inside my head I am the Undertaker
Drag ‘em down to hell and tell’em bitch I’ll see you later

Salt up on they wounds just like I’m Art the Clown
Devil down in Georgia bitch I’m in town
Man the myth the legend ima take dat crown
Suppressor on the barrel they don’t hear no sound

Bitch l’m blowin’ money but I make that back
Driven more than most so Ima make that bag
And if I’m throwin’ shots no I don’t take that back
Get up out yo feelings and go make that bag

Hands around your throat but that’s nothin’ new
Put you in that noose it look good on you
Come in with machete’s and I’m leavin’ with some bodies ima wash away blood bitch I don’t leave a clue

Comin’ up I never had a lot, no
Knew I had to make the money, pronto
Never did I wanna be John Doe
Another face up in the crowd but I am not no

What, what, bitch I don’t wanna know ya
What, what, I do this on my own ya
What, what, bitch I don’t wanna know ya
What, what, I do this on my own ya

Hook:
Keep 'em sleepin’ on me got the beam up on the glock
Bitch I’m at yo door you ‘bout to hear the devil’s knock
Vecna in real life I know you hear that tickin’ tock
Always been A1 no bitch I ain’t no flippin’ floppa

I don’t keep friends cause these mothafuckas Judas
Like a lone wolf how a mothafucka do this
Lethal when I’m pickin’ up the up pen up I’m finessing like a set up and my choppa leave him wet up

Ima be the one they wanna be like yuh
See me Skywalkin’ on the dark side yuh
Man the myth the legend from the south side yuh
I be throwin’ shots up at the bar fight yuh

MAN, MYTH, LEGEND

MAN, MYTH, LEGEND (prod. Netuh)

produced by Zanda

Lyrics:

Verse 1:
On this road I walk alone till the end of days I’m solo
Caught inside these ups and downs tryna live my life in slow-mo
Misanthropic since the womb that’s why I’m ridin’ dolo
Lost my faith along the path I think my heart has gone cold

Overcome with apathy I’m stuck projecting it
Bleaker days on the horizon just accepting it
Grapple daily with these vices not defending it
Another day, another breath I’m fucking dreading it

Got an obligation to you all that’s why I keep on pushin’
Tryna serve as an inspiration to you know that that’s my purpose
Just know that I got my demons with me never said I’m perfect
Could flip a switch one day outta nowhere cause a mass disturbance

Solipsistic state
Know that I’m the only one
Narcissistic form
Hope none of you can relate

Solipsistic state
Know that I’m the only one
Narcissistic form
Hope none of you can relate

Verse 2:
On this road I walk alone till the end of days I’m solo
Caught inside these ups and downs tryna live my life in slow-mo
Misanthropic since the womb that’s why I’m ridin’ dolo
Lost my faith along the path I think my heart has gone cold

Overcome with apathy I’m stuck projecting it
Bleaker days on the horizon just accepting it
Grapple daily with these vices not defending it
Another day, another breath I’m fucking dreading it

Apathy conquers sympathy I cannot feel for no one
Caught between the parallels of life and death awoken
Slit my wrist so I could feel, I’m tryna live wide open
Losin’ my mind like Edgar Allan you feel my words in poems

Apathy conquers sympathy I cannot feel for no one (Solipsistic state)
Caught between the parallels of life and death awoken (Know that I’m the only one)
Slit my wrist so I could feel, I’m tryna live wide open (Narcissistic form)
Losin’ my mind like Edgar Allan you feel my words in poems (Hope none of you can relate)

bleak

ALL PLATFORMS

bleak (prod. Zanda)

This is a remix of the popular 2022 Phonk House track "HIMARS" by SCXR SOUL (Ukraine) that sampled Sinizter's "Poles Up" track.

Lyrics:

Hook:
Bending fuckin’ bars just like I’m Ronnie Coleman/
Top of the fuckin’ food chain bitch I’m always goin’/
Tatsumaki for your minds bitch I be mind controllin’/

Chasin’ pills and parties? Bitch I’m chasin’ money/
Master of the craft and can’t nobody hold me/
Knock that pussy out his kicks if he gettin’ gully/
Got the Glock when I’m in church might be a Bloody Sunday/

Verse:
Dumpin’ out the mag lil bitch I walk him down/
Leader Rakkasan bitch I don’t fuck around/
On my 187 shit bitch I just lay ‘em out/
Keep my demons in don’t make me bring ‘em out/

Droppin’ bombs just like a terrorist causing mass destruction/
Corruption takin’ over like the one world government/
Mind is so far gone bitch I can barely function/
Blissful ignorance is what the new dysfunction/

Brace yourself bitch I’m weapons free/
30 in the mag I’m on killing spree/
Triple six feet in the grave becomes reality/
Fertilized below the surface that’s finality/

Hook:
Bending fuckin’ bars just like I’m Ronnie Coleman/
Top of the fuckin’ food chain bitch I’m always goin’/
Tatsumaki for your minds bitch I be mind controllin’/
Don’t fuck around with the Apex you just might provoke him/

Chasin’ pills and parties? Bitch I’m chasin’ money/
Master of the craft and can’t nobody hold me/
Knock that pussy out his kicks if he gettin’ gully/
Got the Glock when I’m in church might be a Bloody Sunday/

SCXR SOUL & Sinizter - HIMARS (Sinizter Remix)

Lyrics:


Blood!
Fire!
Death!
Baptized by the flames, unchained rage, all I see is red
Blood!
Fire!
Death!

I ain’t got no time for no bullshit
Mile high club, I’m in the cockpit
30 odd 6 I got the full clip
Put it on the 'Rak' that ima kill shit

Never show me love until I blow up
Sub-Zero flow I got him froze up
Get his bitch a tissue got her choked up
Issa Kodak moment, get a close up

All about my money get it five ways
Balmain drip just got a payday
Close combat call it melee
Ima get it how I get it fuck the nay say

Triple X’s livin’ -edge, bitch I’m about that
Always posin’ with them guns you not about that
Homie ain’t no beef with me this no Outback
Always say you do it better but I doubt that

Blood!
Fire!
Death!
Baptized by the flames, unchained rage, all I see is red
Blood!
Fire!
Death!

Blood!
Fire!
Death!
Baptized by the flames, unchained rage, all I see is red
Blood!
Fire!
Death!

Death!

I’m ‘bout rip out your eyes
And show you all of my hate
On the edge ‘bout to break
Demon time and you won’t stop me

Actin’ like you ‘bout it but you really ain’t shit
Take a look up at the ribbons you can see where I been
Bitch I’m bitin’ like I’m Cujo comin’ straight up out the pen
Got me diggin’ at they throat somebody pick up yo mans

You don’t wanna fuck around and find out
Shadow in the dark and ima slide out
Reaper with the number ima snuff out
Bullet to yo head I’m ‘bout to show you what the glock ‘bout

Blood!
Fire!
Death!
Baptized by the flames, unchained rage, all I see is red
Blood!
Fire!
Death!

Blood!
Fire!
Death!
Baptized by the flames, unchained rage, all I see is red
Blood!
Fire!
Death!

BLOOD, FIRE, DEATH! (prod. Riff Grimez)

Lyrics:

Can’t stop, can’t stop, won’t stop
Going full throttle so hold on
Can’t stop, can’t stop, won’t stop
Going full throttle ‘till I’m on top

Can’t stop, can’t stop, won’t stop
Going full throttle so hold on
Can’t stop, can’t stop, won’t stop
Going full throttle ‘till I’m on top

Need a hit, seratonin give it to me!
BBL she a Barbie, wanna do me!
When I’m lightin’ up the stage, it’s a movie
They could try it but they’ll never out do me

New day, new bag bitch I paid dues
Bout to blow up like a bomb, I’m a lit fuse
Still shoot my shot but I may lose
Whole Scene full of fakes bet you one too

Start a revolution really what they want
Ima give it all I got until I’m never tappin’ out
Start a revolution really what you want
Better give it all you got to make out the box

Can’t stop, can’t stop, won’t stop
Going full throttle so hold on
Can’t stop, can’t stop, won’t stop
Going full throttle ‘till I’m on top

Can’t stop, can’t stop, won’t stop
Going full throttle so hold on
Can’t stop, can’t stop, won’t stop
Going full throttle ‘till I’m on top

Sinizter & SHADXWBXRN - CAN'T STOP

Produced by Netuh

Lyrics:
Demon out the depths they betta not fuck with me
Reanimated deadly flesh is the only thing that’s left of me
Knives up in my back and I never trustin’ y’all with me
I’m bringin’ up death with me this time and bitch you ‘bout to see

I stay in my sarcophagus, this is my necropolis
I’m peepin’ right through the oculus, not fuckin’ 'round with the populous I think they might be conscienceless
And I don’t have no time for this, I wish I anonymous, but I’m opposite, I’m Ghostface when it’s dark again

All these bridges that been burned they ‘bout to light the path
I heard you talkin’ from the side just know I got yo ass
You talkin’ hot right from the bench but I know I you keep it warm
And you never bust no gat never been to fuckin’ war-ah!

Yeah, leavin’ mothafuckas with the maggots, automatic I’m attackin’, I ain’t never been too passive with the words and—
I don’t really give a fuck about what you accomplish I been killin’ shit for years lil bitch I know my worth
'Cause I always been around and I’m the Alpha, the Omega, the beginning and the end I’m finna make the world burn
And I'm dumpin’ out the mag into yo back you feel the wrath I lay him flat up on the ground and he get no rebirth—now what?

Poppin’ a couple pills make ‘em like me
Got her sugar daddy mad, he wanna fight me
Soundin’ dead up on a track it don’t excite me
Talkin’ about how you the best but you ain’t like me

Machine gun a flow I’m finna run that
Man, the myth, the legend but you know that
If shawty ass fat, I’m finna hold that
30 round mag I’m finna dump that—what?

Yeah, 30 round dump that—what?
30 round dump that, what?

Demon out the depths they betta not fuck with me
Reanimated deadly flesh is the only thing that’s left of me
Knives up in my back and I never trustin’ y’all with me
I’m bringin’ up death with me this time and bitch you ‘bout to see

I stay in my sarcophagus, this is my necropolis
I’m peepin’ right through the oculus, not fuckin’ 'round with the populous I think they might be conscienceless
And I don’t have no time for this, I wish I anonymous, but I’m opposite, I’m Ghostface when it’s dark again lil' bitch

SARCOPHAGUS (prod. Netuh)

Lyrics:

Been a mothafuckin’ problem since I been on
Put the hammer through your heart just like I’m Shao Kahn
I’m the elder god of death you call me Shinnok
Goin’ viral when they see me rip ya skin off

Bitch the flow is fuckin’ acid like I’m Reptile
Like I’m Stryker with Glock I shoot projectiles
Way I do ‘em like I’m Goro, make the bodies pile
Sippin’ blood up like I’m Skarlet bitch I’m too vile

Goin’ viral when they see me rip ya skin off
Sippin’ blood up like I’m Skarlet bitch I’m too vile

Been a mothafuckin’ problem since I been on
Put the hammer through your heart just like I’m Shao Kahn
I’m the elder god of death you call me Shinnok
Goin’ viral when they see me rip ya skin off

Bitch the flow is fuckin’ acid like I’m Reptile
Like I’m Stryker with Glock I shoot projectiles
Way I do ‘em like I’m Goro, make the bodies pile
Sippin’ blood up like I’m Skarlet bitch I’m too vile

Heart goin’ cold like the Lin Kuei
Got the fire in my hands like I’m Liu Kang
Know I shadow kick a bitch just like I’m John Cage
Keepin’ two Sig Sauers like I’m Cass Cage

I got Moloch out the crypt boy that’s the cheat way
Got a Kung-Fu bad bitch, Li Mei
Heavy Metal like I’m Jax lil’ bitch I don’t play
Self-destruction like I’m Cyrax, that’s a grim day

Been a mothafuckin’ problem since I been on
Put the hammer through your heart just like I’m Shao Kahn
I’m the elder god of death you call me Shinnok
Goin’ viral when they see me rip ya skin off

Bitch the flow is fuckin’ acid like I’m Reptile
Like I’m Stryker with Glock I shoot projectiles
Way I do ‘em like I’m Goro, make the bodies pile
Sippin’ blood up like I’m Skarlet bitch I’m--

Bitch bang!
Gun smoke
Claimin’ your soul
Start the countdown
I’m claimin' yours too

Bitch bang!
Gun smoke
Claimin’ your soul
Start the countdown
I’m claimin' yours too

Bitch bang!
Gun smoke
Claimin’ your soul
Start the countdown
I’m claimin' yours too

Bitch bang!
Gun smoke
Claimin’ your soul
Start the countdown
I’m claimin' yours too

Heart goin’ cold like the Lin Kuei
Got the fire in my hands like I’m Liu Kang
Know I shadow kick a bitch just like I’m John Cage
Keepin’ two Sig Sauers like I’m Cass Cage

I got Moloch out the crypt boy that’s the cheat way
Got a Kung-Fu bad bitch, Li Mei
Heavy Metal like I’m Jax lil’ bitch I don’t play
Self-destruction like I’m Cyrax, that’s a grim day

Sinizter & Raizhell - FIGHT!

Lyrics:

Feelin’, so low
Love me, no more
Bitch I’m, dolo
Friendly? No, no

I’m in, my zone
Leave me, alone
Love me, I’m gone
All on, my own

Stuck in panic mode, I’m probably never comin’ back
See the world through my eyes now we fade to black
Made this hatred my religion till I made a bag
Come to find out this ain’t real cannot trade it back

I’m the gatekeeper baby I’m the key master
You the flavor of the week but not the week after
I can’t give ya my attention dodge the screen capture
Know that half these pussies fake, they some screen actors

I’m just cruisin’ hunnid miles don’t know where I’m goin’
I be keepin’ haters mad they inner bitch showin’
When I walk up in the function got his bitch hoein’ 
Wait—betta watch yo step, got a brand new drip new era loadin’ 

I pledge allegiance to myself don’t fuck with no one else
If you ain’t down for me then I ain’t never wish you well
Go against the norm, I’m right or wrong I do rebel
But I’m leaving all of this behind this is my last farewell

Feelin’, so low
Love me, no more
Bitch I’m, dolo
Friendly? No, no

I’m in, my zone
Leave me, alone
Love me, I’m gone
All on, my own

Stuck in panic mode, I’m probably never comin’ back
See the world through my eyes now we fade to black
Made this hatred my religion till I made a bag
Come to find out this ain’t real cannot trade it back

PANIC MODE - Single

PANIC MODE

PANIC MODE (prod. Netuh)

Sinizter & RAIZHELL-FIGHT! (Sped-Up)

Sadfriendd:
Aye, bitch you love to hate
And every time I fuckin' do it bitch you know that it's great
Think you chillin' with the gang but couldn't carry your weight
A year from now, nobody will remember your face
(I'm a rude boy)
If you talk to us, shut up
Open your mouth in my presence, get done up
Wings made of wax, you gon' fall off that come up

Sinizter:
(Aye, Aye)
(LET'S GO)

‘Bout time they gon put me in the spotlight
Rappers doin’ all that talkin’ but I’m all bite
Always sayin’ that we the same but we not alike
Get the fuck up out my face I’m ‘bout take flight

Xenomorphic when I’m spittin’ bitch it’s acid
I be choppin’ up the flows you know it’s rapid
When I spark up start a fire, straight gas and…
When I heard you on your new track, flaccid

Ain’t no stoppin’ bitch I’m all up in my prime time
Done more than they will up in they lifetime 
Peep the bio you can check up on the timeline
Always been against the grain, ain’t no lifeline

One more time, baby hit me!
Know I’m cuttin’ people off that ain’t with me!
Thinkin’ that you gonna stop me better kill me!
Another day, another dollar, doin’ big things!

Bitch I always elevate
Godlike level, seal your fate
Downin’ bottles, your escape
Kill the game, I decimate

Bitch I always elevate
Godlike level, seal your fate
Kill the game, I decimate

Sinizter x Sadfriendd x RAIZHELL-ELEVATE!

Produced by Morgoth Beatz
Mixed & Mastered by Samuel Morales

Lyrics:
Count on both hands all the times
I believed in all your lies

I'm basking
In
Melodrama

Show me that you’re different 
Give me something to hold onto

Basking
In
Melodrama

My sanity
Out the window
No bearing
Don’t need it
Live to fight, live to die, I’m in limbo
Overthinking the life path that I walk through

Intrinsic part of me
Highest, highs
And the lowest lows
Don’t you ever fucking judge what I’ve been through

Count on both hands all the times
I believed in all your lies

I'm basking
In
Melodrama

Show me that you’re different 
Give me something to hold onto

Basking
In
Melodrama

Lifeless
Soulless
Dead
Man

Basking
In
Melo
Drama

Drowning
In viscera

BASKING IN MELODRAMA - Single

Sinizter & MorgothBeatz-BASKING IN MELODRAMA

Produced by Morgoth Beatz
Mixed & Mastered by Samuel Morales

Lyrics:
Nothing
Left
Nothing
Left

No place to speak to me
Nothing is left for me
Took all the best of me
Stop!

Crawled my way out again
And forget the words you said
My past is the skin I'll shed, no

Nothing
Left
Nothing
Left

Into the
Eternal Sea
Nothing's Left

All out of life but I'm standing before you I'm
Fighting no retreat I'm true to my core always
In life I'm defiant, my death I'll design it
Eternal recurrence, I'm back from the dead again

Nothing's Left

Stuck in this infinite loop of my life, I can start to see

Nothing is left here for me

Sinizter & MorgothBeatz-NOTHING LEFT

Lyrics:

I could tell right when I meet you, know yo mama raised a bitch
Keep my distance from these pussies I don’t politik
Yo bitch she knows who daddy is that why she’s on my dick
I hit one time and then I’m out bitch I don’t reminisce

Write down all my woes up in my poems I must be speakin’ to ‘em
Peep this daily digest, you don’t like it, bitch I feed it to you
Life’s a bitch, I know you know, like shit I must be preachin’ to ‘em
Been to hell and back and lived to tell so bitch I teach it to you

I’m trapped inside eternal darkness callin’ this my "Wonderland"
Sky turn black in Amsterdam, you catch me in the nether lands
Killin’ all my idols slow is how I keep the upper hand
Move at my own pace still get the kills I ain’t no runnin’ man

I pull up in a brand new fit
Pussy boy you don’t mean shit
Take you off the Earth right quick
I’m probably finna fuck yo bihhhahhh—

So pull the curtains back for the showdown
Iron Mike Tyson finna throw down
Sinny got the flow to get the hoes down
Got the fans goin’ crazy in the hometown

Rip the stage the apart and steal the show lil bitch don’t make me laugh
They know I’m Man, the Myth, the Legend in the upper class
I’m uppercuttin’ punchin’ upwards got these pussies mad
King down in the underground and still I’m unsurpassed

UPPERCUT!

STREAM

UPPERCUT! (prod. Netuh)

MUSIC VIDEO: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=02cMBfxJta4
Model: @poison_c_

Hook:
Dual Mac-11 like I’m Max Payne/
Big ass guns like an arcade/
And shawty ass fat no Kim K/
She gon’ eat dick like buffet/
I don’t give a fuck about you rap cats slappin’ you in the face and then I get you with the toe tag/
Hittin’ him in the face with the full mag, fuck on his bitch while he takin’ a dirt nap/
Dual Mac-11 like I’m Max Payne/
Big ass guns like an arcade/
And shawty ass fat no Kim K/
She gon’ eat dick like buffet/
I don’t give a fuck about you rap cats slappin’ you in the face and then I get you with the toe tag/
Hittin’ him in the face with the full mag, fuck on his bitch while he takin’ a dirt nap/

Verse:
Bitch I got the heat in the Louis bag/
Creep up out the cut like it’s a sneak attack/
Pull it out and bust it, and I dump the mag/
Opps they be leavin’ in body bags/
If he talkin’ shit we gon’ buss back/
We don’t surrender no white flags/
Flex on the gram but he all cap/
Fuck it I’m angry, I’m typin’ in ALL CAPS/
Oou, I just bought brand new whip/
Six speed Sooby and a brand new bitch/
Picatinny rails for that brand new optic/
Got the EOTECH on my AR bitch/
Mask on my face when I’m runnin’ up/
You talkin’ tough but I call yo bluff/
Choppa unload it I’ve had enough/
Fuck on yo bitch she can’t get enough/

Hook:
Dual Mac-11 like I’m Max Payne/
Big ass guns like an arcade/
And shawty ass fat no Kim K/
She gon’ eat dick like buffet/
I don’t give a fuck about you rap cats slappin’ you in the face and then I get you with the toe tag/
Hittin’ him in the face with the full mag, fuck on his bitch while he takin’ a dirt nap/
Dual Mac-11 like I’m Max Payne/
Big ass guns like an arcade/
And shawty ass fat no Kim K/
She gon’ eat dick like buffet/
I don’t give a fuck about you rap cats slappin’ you in the face and then I get you with the toe tag/
Hittin’ him in the face with the full mag, fuck on his bitch while he takin’ a dirt nap/

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MAX PAYNE

MAX PAYNE (prod. Shoki)

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