https://soundcloud.com/alex-hauschild-28800045
yeah im 
Sorta problematic I cause issues in your household 
Running up a pack like I got issues with the count cold 
Case when I come in cause my stomach  is 
Like the Dow Jones 
Dropping headed south for a week and
Then I bounce home 
Why so sudden need the medicine to let her go 
High soap fucking out control I’m here to 
Let em known 
I can’t take the pressure no my head about to fucking blow 
I’m beckoning to death with every step and every message wrote 

I don’t wanna drop top not that kid 
Use to move it off my bike to everyone that know I’m lit 
Now I’m someone that they recognize but  something must’ve switched 
Cause I’m shunning all your shit I don’t need you to get it 
Bitch I’m backpack stack shawty catch me on the bridge 
Your shit wack wack probably why you 
Always on my dick 
I don’t dap slap hands with the fake I know you is 
Only here just for a grip fair the weather when I dip 
Distant minded I don’t buy it I been dying for some time 
I’m deriding all these rappers whole discography with lines 
It’s a ticking ticking time bomb 
Bouta fucking fly 
Off the shelf I let em die 
Whip the wits I said goodbye 
Bitch you burnt work 
Harder than a god damn machine 
Out the dirt hurt carting round my hate for where we been 
Where we living where we spin fuck the sound of Summer been 
Shut inside for 20 months so now I’m bouta fucking sin

drive [noxygen]

prod:@jontbeats

have u heard that brand new jon t joint?

TRIGGERING ANOTHER MANIC EPISODE FROM RAMPANT DRUG ABUSE [10:50 AM] w/ JON T

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

PROD. @https://www.youtube.com/channel/UC_ZaGY1g42nZqcgz7YcsbCQ

TRASH AMV https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fOnHheOTpyM&list=RDMMfOnHheOTpyM&start_radio=1

Lyrics:

Double barrel shotty for ya bit-bit-hotty
Ima cut her in the mardis gras, fvckin on her body
Im a slvt drawn psycho dancing corpses with bicardi
Sippin n1pple drippin whippin in the pool with your th0tties

Double barrel shotty for ya bit-bit-hotty
Ima cut her in the mardis gras, fvckin on her body
Im a slvt drawn psycho dancing corpses with bicardi
Sippin n1pple drippin whippin in the pool with your thotties

Im a bish-b1tch, im a wish-kid, snappin on the candles casting curses on your wits-wits
Making you insane, im a nessecacary puzzle piece
Showing you my brain, I'm a less-than-scary-cuddle-weeb
Huh? Buy an AK you know I'm kiddin
Ride a fvckin hayday for the other living
Gonna start the shootin on the walkin-dead
Lookin like im lying red, fvcking sheeple stupid meditated, know the senate-said
That you cant buy guns, that you cant buy drvgs, that you cant kick bums off the curb with the stun
2-mayweather mother told me pray a better peace, but my soul in on a lease
from the d3vil in his ease
I'm a motherfvcking lost-soul, I'm a canister of evil off his press-valve
Cobble stone is fvcking broken, open pandoras box
I'm a caught-cold, virus hour, slither deagle shot-mode

TRASH GANG AMV

MARDI GRAS (PROD. UNREM)

Socials:

Scriptz - https://www.instagram.com/scriptzture/
Saliva Grey - https://www.instagram.com/salivagrey/
Okra - https://www.instagram.com/rakaokra/

SCRIPTZ x SALIVA GREY - DEATH WITHIN REACH (PROD. OKRA)

HAARPER - CINNAMON (Prod. Trulife)

BUY / STREAM 
https://music.haarper.net/CINNAMON

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https://twitter.com/haarper77

-

LYRICS -
Armored tank to the bank, no usher
Uppin my ranks 
Reinforced for the clutter
Nonsense noise
All they do is go stutter
Make her drop blouse 
Make her heart go flutter
More money, more problems
No problem for me
I do this for my kin
Do it for my family
Get the Benjamins in
You dont want no static
Go and be frank 
This could end up tragic

Black strap, back pack
With a couple grenades
Throw that safety out the window
Sayonara to ya face
Succubus on my tip
Diligent with the pace
She chokin like it's cinnamon
Ima sin until I cant

Burn em like sage
Burn em like mage
Bringing my rage
Put em in a new age
Bringin new plague
Defiler gon aid
You boutta get played
While I fuck yo dame
She tradin yo chamomile 
For some kool-aid 
My ammo field got me rubys and Diamonds 
Gon pop a bullet like hymen right through ya cranium

Ridin the beamer
I seen ya 
I tore ya team up like Cena
They couldnt see me like Sia
Charge up my soul with that kiai
Im goin grizzly, im busy makin yo number thin lizzy
They cannot hit me im Lee
Boutta drop weights off my fate

Black strap, back pack
With a couple grenades
Throw that safety out the window
Sayonara to ya face
Succubus on my tip
Diligent with the pace
She chokin like it's cinnamon
Ima sin until I cant

HAARPER - CINNAMON (Prod. Trulife)

Vocals: Santos Santana & @sinizter
Prod By: Santos Santana

Santos Santana X Sinizter - "Den Of Thieves"

PTSD....wav

AVAILABLE ON ALL PLATFORMS

Lyrics:

What a god
Wasting time
Fuck I needa sacrifice
Looking at my bloody hands
Yeah that’s yo fucking life
Look at the corner with the candles
Yeah it needs the light 
In this room stuck 
Fuck
I got the devils fucking mind
Fucking stone cold
Sold my soul
Hope you know you hoe
Bullshit thru my head
Fuck I really want the fucking rope
Don’t piss me off mothafucka 
Unless you want really the smoke
Got the hounds that fucking rip 
Yeah you know that they at fault 
Thought you seek the help
Oh shit
Oh you reek 
Fuck my enemy’s 
Crawling to yo mind 
Mothafucka like a fucking centipede

We in hell
It’s baphoment
You can go
And talk more shit
See you lying hoe
Don’t expect us to go soft again x2

Fuck this
You dumb bitch
Got clips
With fucking causes
Buying from the weed man
I know you fucking saw this
Raised my fucking hand fuck you teach
Man that’s all bitch
I’m a god man put respect
Or you’ll be on the watch list
Telling me bullshit
But I don’t give a fuck
Man I’m over here 
Wasting all my time
I don’t even know what I’m doing anymore
Man I sold my soul for a dime 
I said I don’t give a fuck cuz I’m a demigod
I don’t give a fuck bc Im wasting time 
I don’t give a fuck cuz I am thee god
Mothafucka lemme say that I cannot die

MY HALO IS ON FIRE [prod.OhChaos混沌] (NOW ON SPOTIFY)

THE FINALE OF THE KILL THEM ALL TRILOGY
feat. @666-feet-under

Lyrics:

Undead Ronin:

It’s that time we back again
The Ronin, 6Shmitt ain’t yo friends
We kill them all
Yo neck will bend
No mercy for you this the end
I bring that blade to split yo neck open
And drink it like it’s coca-cola 
Say yo fucking prayers tonight 
We taking over no survivors 
Sick of all these bitch ass motherfuckers
Running lip they never gonna throw a fist
They never gonna leave my sight tonight
Get back into yo cage 
You are not shit but fuel for all my hate
I’m cracking yo ribs with a bat
And I’m draining yo blood and I’m filling a vat
So just get back
Bitch boy get back
You don’t want no smoke
You just some hoes yuh
Better watch yo tone
Or I will break yo fuckin nose 
I got some dusters I been saving for a stupid fucking hoe like you
I’m smacking and cracking yo skull around 
Making a mess of yo fluids and letting em fester
Swing around the dagger 
Till you fall a fucking sleep 
And imma wake you back up 
Making sure that you don’t fucking die tonight
Mister murder murking many motherfucking  
Bustas with the .45 on my side
You piss yo pants before I cock it back
And blast yo ass in the goddamn face
Leave yo body where it lays 
And head on out cause im about to fuckin

Sigilmane:

Don't you come we know 
Unless you ready to duck 
And trade some punches 
Flowless
Imma kill these motherfuckers 
Kill the rest of them 
And kill again
Got blood in my spit
Get a grip
Move the earth
With the swerve 
Of a hearse
Spit a verse 
Shake the dirt
Smoke a pack and leave you burnt
What's the word, 
Mother fucka there's a reason for this Busta bitch im
Killin and drilling
No limits
With this shit
That bitch want it twisted
Whole scene got it twisted
Ain't rapping for you so get the
Fuck out my mentions
I'll break everything 
That won't get out of my way
6shmitt, Undead Ronin has entered to slay
You screaming MAYDAY
This scripture is yo fucking fate
I grip the Louisville and now we at a stand still
Until I swing that fucking slugger
Press that shit up to yo bill
Watch that shit bounce off 
Like rubber till you spitting up yo grills
Mane give me chills
Make that mothafucka peel
Ain't a wound that you can heal
Now you rotten and congealed 
Fucking bitch under my heel
Fill yo stomach up with eels
Mother fucka I am head over heels 
When I come and fucking-

KILL THEM AGAIN

KILL THEM AGAIN (feat. Sigilmane) [prod. Undead Ronin]

yea this goes hard asf shout out @holoblack and @ohgasmusic this shit bang
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as always i've always got music coming i love u all 495.
shoutout @memphis666 for the vid https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aO-42gPqzSU 

-Lyrics-
Holo: -



Kyo: when I show up you better get on ya motherfuckin knees hoe
walking through flames from a cataclysm looking like i'm nero
the devil may cry from the times that i've lied 
and I never feel right from the time that the night comes 
hole in the back of my head from a shotgun
I tried to pop one but realized that real g's never die 
and i'm not one

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tonite w HOLØBLACK (prod. oh gasm!)

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appreciate you. 
Я ценю тебя
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