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SPOTIFY LINK: open.spotify.com/artist/0dqodE06kB8pvBTzlBI8w1

APPLE LINK: https://music.apple.com/us/artist/untoten/1608477051

YT: www.youtube.com/channel/UCsYmmIFCceWrNMsicbM-DWg

ENJOY:)

PLEASE HELP ME I AM AI! FEAT. core__kid (PROD. ME, HELLSING, REAPYY, SHOKI)

back up

[Intro]
Yeah! Okay! It is the mid-2000's, when everyone was loud in the beginning of intro's-
*man idek*
YEAH!!!
*man i rlly dek*

[Hook]
Oh (Smoke Bomb) Ink on my face
Feel the weight of your force
Form or displace

[Chorus]
We live in lies
Strung up on the next niggas life
Forever remembered in the deep din's eyes
I done crossed horizons, wests, and shared my time
I just did the most but they ain't adding mine

[Hook 2]
Lies in their teeth holding back that truth that
I seek when I break, smoke sweep the place
Weak week, built for death, no need for brace
Impeed on their space, I feel no grace on me

[Verse 1]
Lost between the lines
I thought I'm timeless
Every time I make my move I fucking freeze
It's fuck the stopwatch
Had to go and grab the bag
Promotion costs a heavy tag
A little nigga needa go and fit the ego with the goal I had in mind
I'm really focused on my craft
But cloudy visions held me back
I lost my niggas, got em back, I cut em off again 
They fake as fuck and used me for a laugh
So now I'm here on heels and riding on death's back
I do this shit without a license and a tag
I say fall in and form attack
I say they taking hella time my nigga
I'm really angered at the fact they say that I ain't "owning it" but shit you just don't give me credit
Who gon need your shit advice?
They're clinging to the shit that makes me twist

[Hook]
Oh, Ink on my face
Feel the weight of your force
Form or displace

[Chorus]
We live in lies
Strung up on the next niggas life
Forever remembered in the deep din's eyes
I done crossed horizons, wests, and shared my time
I just did the most but they ain't adding mine

[Verse 2]
Gave my time to the bitch
Cut my name into her skin
She cut hers under my chin
Live like shit, can't stop, toxic
Not the best if unalone
Worse with my devices, prone
Break the mirror, break it in
Stop this bitch from saving it

[Breakdown]
Oh, you and I are much alike my brother
Okay, Let's create a funeral
Oh, we're in love with nightmares
Oh, we in love with nightmares 

[Hook 2]
Lies in their teeth holding back that truth that
I seek when I break, smoke sweep the place
Weak week, built for death, no need for brace
Impeed on their space, I feel no grace on me


my links:
https://linktr.ee/SmokeBomb

prod shvde, prod brian spencer

ZERO-DAWN.

ROMA JONSON X CELESTIAL- CHECK IT OUT !

RVDIXVCTIVE x INSOMNIAC - IGOTABLADE [PROD. INSOMNIAC]

this song is a pivotal moment in united states-japan relations

w/ @user-560635404

48 BARS (FT. YVKO) [PROD. TAB COKE]

OUT OF SPITE.
Mixed & Mastered by Smoke Bomb
Production by Mxnty

[Hook]
Been there, done that, I'm on a roll
Talk to myself like I be alone
1 week, 2 weeks off of my phone
Ripped my status up from the floor
"Been inbetween phases bro"
Same excuse, same story told
Step to new, get left in old
I want fistfull's of that gold
Man I'm tired
Fuck a concept
I'll do me and force the progress
"I can't quit my vibes on ten"
Bitch you're lame talk to the dead
"I need this and that" I'm fine
"I need money" so I grind
Give no F**ks? I'll k**l the vibe
You can't kill what's mine 

[Chorus]
KABOOM! (Bomb, No)
Me? I dash to the truth and spaz on a nigga
I'm free like I been broke the lock, how I spaz
We been down and broke and broken all round
On me we died bout the first day into the mine
What's that he say?
I move on anyone
Dish out anyone
Who want Smoke?
Man move on anyone, anyway 

[Verse 1]
Smoke just heard crowns in high fashion 
I want that one colored platinum
How I get that? Going phantom
Moving up in high demand
Tactical movement
How could I improve it?
I can't take advice from you bitch
Too opaque you can't see through shit (oh, yeah) 

[Bridge]
You B***h a** motherf****r (No, No)
Put your head in the f*****g stomper nigga (No, No)
Let the timeline rift, okay (No)
Let the timeline rift, okay (No)
Let the timeline rift, okay (No)
Let the timeline rift, okay (No) 

[Verse 2]
I-I ain't on that shit no more my nigga
Habits out the door my nigga
Spaz out on this floor my nigga
Could not handle fortune nigga 
I-I-I won't make that mistake twice now
Fully grown out my external shell
That's primal phase
I graduated into stubborn hate 

[Chorus]
KABOOM! (Smoke, No)
Me? I dash to the truth and s**z on a nigga
I'm free like I been broke the lock, how I spaz
We been down and broke and broken all round
On me we died bout the first day into the mine
What's that he say?
I move on anyone
Dish out anyone
Who want Smoke?
Man move on anyone, anyway 

[Hook]
Been there, done that, I'm on a roll
Talk to myself like I be alone
1 week, 2 weeks off of my phone
Ripped my status up from the floor
"Been inbetween phases bro"
Same excuse, same story told
Step to new, get left in old
I want fistfull's of that gold
Man I'm tired
Fuck a concept
I'll do me and force the progress
"I can't quit my vibes on ten"
Bitch you're lame talk to the dead
"I need this and that" I'm fine
"I need money" so I grind
Give no Fucks? I'll kill the vibe
You can't kill what's mine


Mxnty
https://soundcloud.com/mxnty444
https://www.instagram.com/prod.mxnty/

Spotify:
https://open.spotify.com/artist/484eupAPJ0ZUFos0rXagm6?si=gIRESsasR5OMQVFiOP2vIA
Apple Music:
https://music.apple.com/us/artist/smoke-bomb/1525772836
Instagram:
https://www.instagram.com/smokebomb00/
SoundCloud:
https://soundcloud.com/smoke-bomb-00
YouTube:
https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCjG-NUS47nXG4ixZ792HYbQ?view_as=subscriber

OUT OF SPITE

SPOTIFY

OUT OF SPITE. [Prod. Mxnty]

Mixed & Mastered by Smoke Bomb, Deception
Production by Fuzeface
Artwork by @kaykillart (on ig)

[Verse 1: Smoke Bomb]
I don't really fuck with niggas (no) 
I keep my circle tight
I don't involve my residential 
If you dare to step I bet I will not hesitate to shoot you
I'm a solace boy, I found my way
I been untethered and I'm clearly still a menace
Smoke in one whip but Ghost in the other
We just hit a lick and we ready for another
Get away, playing get away
The mission over
Got you blinded by the lights in the rearview mirror

[Verse 2: DECEPTION]
pull him out the whip and cut his head off with the fuckin door
walk inside this bitch, i make these pussy niggas hit the floor
popped up out the cut with a new whip, already know it’s not yours
i bring out umbai fuckin parker, and it’s gon be a war
masquerade, yeah, i’m fantasizing bout suicide 
who am i, one way or the other, and that’s do or die
seen a lot of fake, so don’t tell me about how you gon ride
HATE ALL OF THESE NIGGAS, YEAH, I WANNA SEE EM BRUTALIZED

[Verse 3: Smoke Bomb]
Sick of just taking my time
I'm pulling all stops out of this hand I hide
Two times I invested in you and despite the truth again you fucking lied
My mama said that "Smokey you gon make it through this wretched life"
I thought that meant with you but now there's noone by my better side
Okay, I bottle my emotions inside
I act out like a child
I'm still bitter and the shit I spit is vile
Flows irregular
Throw a fucking tantrum on the gram and break my cellular
Fuck being your side

[Verse 4: DECEPTION]
I HATE NIGGAS, I’M RACIST
DON’T NO TIME FOR DEBATING
MIGHT BEAT HIS SCALP INTO A MESS UNTIL HE’S TWITCHING AND SHAKING (pause)
WHY THESE NIGGAS MOVE SO PUSSY, WHAT DO YOU GAIN FROM FAKING
I DO NOT KNOW YOUR FUCKING NAME, SO WHY THE FUCK ARE YOU HATING (hah)
fucking psychopath, i might put you on your ass
stupid little niggas need to take they bitch ass back to class
all i want is money, don’t talk if it’s not about a bag
fucking up the right way is the quickest way to get me mad

[Bridge: Smoke Bomb]
I was blinded by the hindsight
Always sat in corners, you ain't never seen my better side
They treat me like a whore man I'm thinking that they were right
I'm underneath the floors man, I'm springing like a loaded mine

[Verse 5: Smoke Bomb]
Don't go to motherfucking sleep nigga
I can show you real nightmares right here
Blood spills
God's dead
Fuck fear
What you scared of? I can bet I do not give a fuck
If I were to die I know they'd tend to run me up
I know that if you were do it that I wouldn't 
It's the brutal truth, your better off as dust
Cutting niggas bigger than my Fucks

[Verse 6: DECEPTION]
rappers rap, and niggas cap, ain’t got no fuckin time for that
not letting police push me over, watch me push them niggas back (pause)
GIVE EM DIRTY LOOKS UNTIL THESE NIGGAS FUCK OFF
HANDLE SHIT MYSELF, I NEVER CARE IF NIGGAS GET LOST
YES, I’M FUCKIN PISSED OFF
AND WHAT THE MOTHERFUCK ABOUT IT
I’M A FUCKING THREAT, AND NO, THERE IS NO FUCKING WAY AROUND IT
GET AHEAD OF ME, OH, YEAH, OKAY, I FUCKIN HIGHLY DOUBT IT
BRING THAT HOE SHIT AROUND ME, I SWEAR I’LL FUCKIN GET TO SHOUTING

[Bridge 2: DECEPTION]
Yeah, aye, aye, aye
Yeah, aye, aye, aye
Yeah, aye, aye, aye
Yeah, aye, aye, aye
Yeah, aye, aye, aye
Yeah, aye, aye, aye
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah

[Verse 7: Smoke Bomb & DECEPTION]
Aye, Whatchu ever do for me?
Nothing so I watch you bleed
I'm still bitter in my heart, see?
Fucking up if you think niggas bout to stop me
I can't get over it
I don't know where my control is
You do not pose any threat
So I might take off with your fucking head
My mission's not over
Nigga don't get any closer
Full disclosure
I don't got the time for motherfucking posers
Aye, why you tryna be me?
(Ah, Ah, Ah, Ah)
I'm still bitter in my heart see?
(Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah)

[Outro: Smoke Bomb]
Easy style
Light work


Deception:
linktr.ee/deception_

My links:
linktr.ee/SmokeBomb

COOPETITION.

+ALL LINKS+

COOPETITION. (w/ Deception) [Prod. fuzeface]

[LYRICS: YUNG CHRiST]
I sell my flesh for a piece of mind 
take my lungs to the depths of the gods and ancient minds 
fill my chest up with the cess I die on crosses set alight 
schizo hypochondriac 
blunts are laced with fuckboy spines 
raped slaughtered tortured throw skulls in the mortar and pestle 
slay mortals in vain 
rip through your veins as you pestering god in the hopes that he doesn’t get fed up and bring on the rain
pistols all loaded with hate ridden motives I’ll send you to fate 
waves set in motion 
yung plague like the ocean I’ll envelope your pathetic little flame 
blades will now impale, break, and sever ribs 
auchewitz defined the meaning of pain 
bodies desecrated thrown in the pit 
not a single soul that your god has saved 
make a way 
made a wave 
ride on it till you dekay 
make a way 
made a wave 
ride on it till you dekay
do a line of dope off the fucking knife that’s at your fucking throat 
no soul is left still whole 
a cold shoulder AK Soulja with a nail in rag 
I put another hole upside your fucking dome 
watch it leaking everything that you know until there’s nothing useful inside of your motherfucking empty skull 
I go lap up the blood like a dog and then send my regards to your whore while she prays in the graveyard
chains off 
glock is now loaded no safe guard 
put it to skulls ain’t no blank god
hear it sing 
stomp out the fucker he bleed 
let him sleep
6 feet right under beneath

NOOSE ROPE II [+DEAD]

NIGHTMIND+ x KUSOKIRAI - PEARLESCENCE [NIGHTWAVE VERSION]

art by hyper @Hypxrdawg
link to the music video
https://youtu.be/iyKghxzFHdc

Full Mag pt.1 w/ kidsatansix (prod. By KOMA)

PROD: XRONOS
ART: MINCE *PUPPET COMBO*

Lyrics:
News Report No.1
As you all know, A serial killer has been on a murder spree recently 
We advise all other residents in Butcher Lane to lock all doors and windows
Stock up on weapons and barricade your doors
We will keep you all posted with updates this is *REDACTED* signing off

Verse No.1
Sheets of burlap in my F-150 pickup truck
Cleaver in the trunk, organs displayed on hood like a buck
It must be hunting season, call me a dog, im hunting duck
Hiding in the shed, floorboards creak as my chainsaw revs up

Chainsaw on the prowl, Heavy breathing, we’re playing I spy
Bodies smell fowl, At the table eat your limbs like apple pie
Yum Yum! 12 Gauge, trigger finger leave no crumbs
Making music with my .410 cause i love to bang the drum

I left the cleaver on the scene with your obituary
Me & Kreep chop up the bodies that shit culinary
Rip out intestines think your giving birth, you ain’t Virgin Mary 
But if so we grind up the fetus, watch your ass miscarry

Smoke from the chimney in my lungs
Rip out your teeth you speak in tongues 
Bear traps in my field you cant run
Leave you black and white and red all over treat you like a nun
Call this stay out of the house, im the butcher, we gonna have some fun 

News Report No.2
This week our team of investigators have found a 
1979 Ford F-150 with various limbs and intestines inside of it
We have come to realize there was also a burlap mask in the truck
To add to that we also found a sickle and a cleaver
All items of the infamous killer, MINCE

Verse No.2
Bitch im at Butcher Lane, entrails on my chainsaw
Light you up like a Christmas tree, while the people stare in awe
If another underground bitch talk, im ripping out their jaw
Vivisection on visitors, shove their teeth inside my maw

If you come to Butcher Lane, you ain’t gonna leave with your skin
You dont look happy, give you a Chelsea Smile, i can see that grin
Hang you up inside my slaughterhouse, pelts and some deer skin
If you come to Butcher Lane, we take off your head like Anne Boleyn  

Cranium transparent, 12 gauge gonna sever my silver cord
If you come to Butcher Lane, bitch your organs gonna be stored
I don’t fuck with society, thats why Butcher Lane ain’t explored
All y’all cant fucking think for yourself, zombies how your a horde

Brutalize you James
Brutalize you James

Brutalize you James
Brutalize you James

Brutalize you James
Brutalize you James

Brutalize you James
Brutalize you James

News Report No.3
We have confirmed the killer is MINCE
The killer would break into peoples houses
Brutalized and beat them, and eat the victims remains
He is still on the run to this day
*BUTCHER LANE*