Name: BANDIT by Sixthells in scroll忍 Weekly
Duration: 2 min 12 s
Description: Prod. Sixthells

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Written / Performed by @blckbrds
Produced @zepelinbeats
Engineered by @tumaggz

ICONOCLAST

PROD. SIXTHELLS

FEEL IT EVERYDAY
FEEL THE MOLD REACH MY SOUL
ROTTEN FROM THE GUTS OUT TO THE BRAIN
IM IN THE COLD
I BEEN GETTING NIGHTMARES
FIGHTING DEMONS ON MY OWN
ALL THESE BITCHES LAZY
NEVER WANNA DO THE MOST

STEADY GETTING PAID
DIG YOUR GRAVE WITH A SPADE
CHROME BE MY KNIFE
MAKE 'EM RUN INTO MY BLADE
BLEEDING OUT ON THE PAVEMENT
NO ONE CAN SAVE YOU
NO ONE WILL SAVE YOU
NOT GOD AND OR SATAN

LURKING ON THE LOW
PUT HIS BODY IN A DITCH
MONEY ALL I KNOW
GIVE IT TIME ILL GET RICH
EVERY TIME I GET GOOD
FEEL LIKE SOMETHING I WILL MISS
GO GO BACK IN THE TRENCHES WITH SOME DIAMONDS ON MY WRIST
PUT SOME DIAMONDS ON MY BITCH

GET SOME BLOOD UP ON MY KICKS
I BEEN STACKING AL MY SINS
INSIDE MY HEAD IM FEELING SICK
LIKE A GHOST IN THE NIGHT
I BEEN DYING HOW I LIVE
I COULD GO ANYTIME
ALL THESE BURDEN I CAN'T LIFT

FEEL IT EVERYDAY
FEEL THE MOLD REACH MY SOUL
ROTTEN FROM THE GUTS OUT TO THE BRAIN
IM IN THE COLD
I BEEN GETTING NIGHTMARES
FIGHTING DEMONS ON MY OWN
ALL THESE BITCHES LAZY
NEVER WANNA DO THE MOST

SKULLCRACK

written and performed by fxckjamie
produced by fxckjamie & vexd
cover art by gekxta

BROKEN GLASS [PROD. FXCKJAMiE & VEXD]

written/performed by fxckjamie
produced by tiredead 
cover art by nightrdd

LORD OF THE FLIES [PROD. TIREDEAD]

HUECO MUNDO FT. BLACKWILL (PROD. SAURXN)

Fukkit & Deergod - Poof!

BANDIT

ManHunt

Prod. YCK

Vermin loose and they’re too intrusive
They speak abstrusely the words allusive
Shedding my cells I’m on Theseus’ ship
And can anybody measure what the media did
Stirred but it’s not no accident
Cause you’re an otherwise sheltered and pampered bitch
You’ve been activated it’s captivating
And they fuckin advocated for omitting abdicating
Rounds splinter and smoke billows
To the stained and satin red throw pillows
Having to medicate I can’t think of a better way
For the blocking of my demons and to stifle my self-restraint
Hip hop blogs and it’s fuck that cause
They be giving their concern to those who clench their jaws
Follow what a label wanted you are their puppets
And I want em all to face a proper comeuppance

Misinform the public
Raise the rate and fucking double it yuh
Won’t conform to nothing
Got no medium to shun this huh
Innocuously embellish facts
Even though it still seems to bite you back
Conjure mislead and redirect
You an underhanded go-getter weaving stressed

Meeting with my doubt viewed a blank facade
And counter with a proposition oughta praise your God
Cause I don’t ever reconsider ain’t a point in mediation
What they try to be avoiding we can’t even be a nation
Casting aside imma pass the advice
To somebody that can use it won’t be me to be concise
I am unmoved by alleged conjecture
Transmitting lies ain’t an emptier gesture
Forming hybrids with the Zo and Paxil
Going off the tracks and I broke the axel
Clipping up the printing what is in it doublespoken
They can’t manage in incorporating warning color coded
Here’s a debacle a tenure to topple this
Turning a sepulcher to a metropolis
What do I embody what I do in spreading hate
To anybody being bold any bit they violate

Misinform the public
Raise the rate and fucking double it yuh
Won’t conform to nothing
Got no medium to shun this huh
Innocuously embellish facts
Even though it still seems to bite you back
Conjure mislead and redirect
You an underhanded go-getter weaving stressed

Misinform, Embellish

written / performed by @blckbrds
prod. Scottzilla
eng. @tumaggz

THE WARRENS

ADHD (All Demonic Habits Damage)

prod Prod. Zyller & Zepelin
Mixed by aragoth
Cover by Cover by: https://www.instagram.com/sathvriel

Lyrics:
It was never bout the money or the fame
All these pussy mutha fucka’s switching lanes 
Imma tell you I ain’t fucking with these lames 
Why the hell these bitches keep on playing games 
In the Cadillac just cruising in the rain 
Riding round the block just looking for a stain
Tryna turn another opp into a strain 
Smoking Tracy pack it’s fuckin wit my brain
I done let the demon out the devils cage 
Creeping lurking drag yo body in a cave 
Living life with all this mutha fucking rage 
slit my wrists and let it bleed into the drain 
It’s the only way to numb all of the pain 
Tell my homie he can lie all on my name 
do whatever when Im inside of the grave 
Put my body in the ground let me decay 
Kill a pussy boy and look em in the face 
Spinning blocks like we tryna win a race 
Guarantee that we beat this fucking case 
Everybody that’s a witness getting slain 
Everybody that’s around is getting sprayed 
Living in the trap at night I had to pray 
God ain’t listen imma demon anyway
Do a hit on anyone long as it pays 
And I’m Hungrier than ever need that food up on my plate 
Pull the trigger squeeze that shit and never hesitate 
Send a pussy boy straight up to the heavens gates 
Or if he goes to hell imma meet him cuz it’s fate 
Stepping up to me and I’m putting em in his place 
Dump the body in a river never leave a single trace 
Smoking in a hotbox I can’t see shit through the haze 
Drugs play with my memory so everything’s a daze 
I can’t fuck with anyone all they care bout is plays 
Stacking money nothing new soon as I got a taste 
saving all my money in a mutha fuckin safe 
even got a stash spot for every other state 
have a million in cash if I keep up at this rate 
I’m risking it all just to be one of the the greats 
Stuck inside the slums tryna move out of this place
And you can’t get rid of me cuz the prophets here to stay

DEVIL’S CAGE

своим психическим

told my my slat to hold the gun
i’m busy i can’t answer none
i see osamason on stage
that shit got me feeling great
i’m back in the trap
i’m ready for summer
she fw my snaps
it ain’t a bummer
i’m counting these checks 
only my brudders

we fuck up the scat
we causing a ruckus
the ketamine fat
go right in the bucket
i’m feeling it now
i’m feeling it buzzin
she feeling me now
but too late u buggin
im losing my life 

i aint losing to nothing
i’m losing to nothing
im losing to nothing yeah
all of these drugs that got me fucked up
im off of a bean i cant feel no love yeah

you choosing me now
i ain’t choosing you ever
my fits make trend i can not do better
she fuck wit the swag she want some my cheddar 


I aint choosing u ever (prod. ervin!)

[PROD. SIXTHELLS]

I remeber the days I used to pray for love
Stuck against that wall I couldnt feel no one
Stuck inside myself
There ain’t no way around it
Stuck inside my head
I couldn’t speak I wanted

All these toughs taking over my brain
Im fucking stuck
In this life only pain could reign
Its never enought
You can duck
But the problems won’t change
Run outside my friends
Keep your head up in the rain

Life ain’t changing
Still the same thing
Bring my money up
Feeling strange
I think im sick
From all these fucking drugs
Always running for my faith I never take a loss
Always kept everything inside but I take over now

Fuck shit up
Go to sleep
When you wake up Im gone
Fuck the 12
Fucking pigs
They will burn to the ground
I was there 
I could see them
They were fake all the time
I was scammed
And I mean it
Somebody pray for me now
Fuck shit up
Go to sleep
When you wake up Im gone
Fuck the 12
Fucking pigs
They will burn to the ground
I was there 
I could see them
They were fake all the time
I was scammed
And i mean it
Somebody pray for me now
Fuck shit up
Go to sleep
When you wake up Im gone
Fuck the 12
Fucking pigs
They will burn to the ground
I was there 
I could see them
They were fake all the time
I was scammed
And i mean it
Somebody pray for me now

BANDIT

Sixthells

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