LYRIC$:

I BEEN UP THUGGIN', BRUH BEEN BUGGIN, BUSTIN NUTS, THEN DUCK THEM FUCK WITS, DONE WITH THESE DUSTY CUNTS, DEDUCTED, DEN DUMPIN DEEZ DUMPY LIL DUNCES, DICKING DEEP, I BE NUTTIN', SLICKLY, HE BE BUSTIN' UP IN HER MUSKY, MUSTY, MUFF, SHE MUST NEED MUCH OF WHAT HE STOCKS HIS NUTS WITH, I SLUNG SEED IN, SHE SPLOSHIN', SPLOTCHED HER, STUFFIN' HER DEEPLY, CROTCHES GOT THEM GLOBS OF CUM, SHIT, SLOPPY SUCKING THOT, SHE STUCK UP ON ME, SLUTTIN', AND SO I COCK MY GUN, AND I POP THESE PUNKS, I BEEN PLOTTIN', PUMPIN' THESE SHOTS, SEND SLUGS, SLING SHOTTY, SLUMPING THESE SHODDY SCUM, SEE HER SLOT SEEP SLUDGE, SHE STOCKED, THEN SHUNNED, SEND SHOTS, SING SOME SICK THOUGHTS, AND SPEAK STRONG, SPEECHES STRUNG OUT, SLING, AND SLUNG EM, THEN SWEET TALK HER, SHE WANT IT, YOU SEE ME, I'M GREEDY, NEEDING CHEAP WEED, PLEASE RELEASE ME, I'M REACHING DEEP SLEEP, NEVER WAKING, FACIN' DREAMS, DEEMED, DANGEROUS, CRANIUM CLUMPED UP, CLIPPING, STAIN EM UP, AND SLUMP EM, SIMPLY, STAYIN UP, STAY STUNTIN' SENDING, SEEDY DRUGS THROUGH INDUSTRIAL SHIPPING, THAT SCHEMING SCRUB, SLING, SLUGGIN' SHIT, SEE, SEE ME SINGING ON MY CD, THAT SLEEK, LIL SLEAZY, SKEEZ, SHE SHRIEKS IN GRIEF, SHE'S LEAKIN' SEED, AS I'M SQUEEZING HER, SHEEPISH, SHE'S JEALOUS OF ME AS I REACH COMPLETION, THAT CREEPY CREATURE, HE A KEEN KING, KEEPER, CLINGING CUNT, KILLIN QUEEN BEES, QUICKER, SHE STING ME, I STICK HER, SHE SCREAMIN', I SQUISHED HER, SHE'S A STINKING STIFFLER, SLIT'S SPENT, AND I SKIMPED HER, NOW I'M LACIN' THAT GREEN WITH PCP, SHEESH, STEEPLY SINK, TILL I'M SEEING PEACE, SCENES SEEM TO SYNC UP WEAKLY SEE, BUT MY STREAK AIN'T BEATEN, MY THEMES, THEY TREATS, SUNK AWAY, SLATED FOR THE SLAYING, SLICES STREAKING, KNIVES CUT DEEP, YEAH, I STAY IRATE, I JUS CAN'T KEEP CREED, CUZ I CRAVE HIGH STAKES, AND I STRAY OFF, SEE, I'MA TAKE MY LEAD, AS I TAKE MY LEAVE, SHIT, I STAIN MY SLEEVE, YUH, THE FAME, I NEED IT.

© 2024 OFFTONE RECORDS LTD.

SEE NO EVIL, HEAR NO EVIL, SPEAK NO EVIL

New World Depression

The Light at the End of the Tunnel for $9.99 a Month

The Light At The End Of The Tunnel For $9.99 A Month

Beyond Gone! (Prod By Requiem Cult)

Holocaust (remix)

HOLOCAUST [REMIX]

Bitch 2 crazy

Dopehouse

LYRICS

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Lord of the flies, ticking time counting down until I'm senile


What goes first?


 The man or mind? 


Ask yourself before you bleed out


Burning earth, what's it worth? 


Mayne I guess we'll fucking see now 


Just a Pictured delima that they keep switching like a freestyle 




Lord of the flies, ticking time counting down until I'm senile


What goes first? 


The man or mind? 


Ask yourself before you bleed out


Burning earth, what's it worth? 


Mayne I guess we'll fucking see now 


Just a Pictured delima that they keep switching like a freestyle 




_______________________

All my life been a subject 


just to be tested and fucked with 


But the results that they wanting do not compute with my functions 


Couldn't compete, 


so redundant


 I've been classified as corruption 


Just the solitary struggles of a man left with nothing 



Like fuck it



I've never wanted more than what I'm deserving 


But I suppose that's its too much for me to ask to have purpose


Unless my purpose is no purpose


 then it's no point in concerning 


Life will still go on


 but somethings wrong right under your surface




A second.....


chance.


Got Life and death on your shoulders ,


Growing pains and fading veins 


with a need for me to finally pass over



Which one to.....

Choose?


Got so much riding on the line 


Time is ticking ticking by


Say goodbye 


I am the.

_____________________________________________________

Lord of the flies, ticking time counting down until I'm senile


What goes first?


 The man or mind? 


Ask yourself before you bleed out


Burning earth, what's it worth? 


Mayne I guess we'll fucking see now 


Just a Pictured delima that they keep switching like a freestyle




Lord Of The Flies (Prod. Trulife)

Mane, on the whole gang
The whole game be owing they debt to me
I ain't gon dopeslang
I'll go donate my dope recipe
Up on that cocaine
I'll blow away my whole check, receipt?
No playing, I don't aim
My scope red and beamed
I'll blow a hole straight, strayed yo soul away
I said stay on stepping, see?
That's on me? Hell nah, dawg, that's on everything
I'll inhale all the smog
And I want that smoke, that's everything
(Don't even)
Don't even dare, get domed
deadly, deep
(Phony)
Phony fell, foe fled he fleed
Fully felt, folk fetti flinging
Holy hell, ya hoe hesitate
Yo hoe hating, and overstating said shit, so steadily
Bro, sneeze out dope and caine
and blow a Jay, you know? necessities
But only sell propane, not dope and caine,
And propane accessories
Shoot up, smoke, I snort cocaine
You know?
Excessively
Now, suit up
Shit, sit down
I'm so stoned,
Secondly
On bro, gang, dont step to me
Gon go at they throat, rip recklessly
And yo throat hang roped, neckless leaking
Sly Kobain scope swept the scene
Said, bro, mane, get sets slick slept ya get seen
Good riddance, rip rat
Written rap get repeated
I said, I slept yo set get stepped on, sheesh 
Said I set a record, my respect ain't received 
My gold chain necklace gleams
And my flow flames never cease
I never cease to amaze, not till my brain's frickin' seizing
From a seed up to the grave, I'ma stay up on the geek
Greedy God of that Grey
Get away, flock of geese
I got em ducking, like Donald, Trumpin'
I'm Arnold palming on my piece
Start the drama, I start to leak
All around a lot of leaves (Damn!)
Art of War, I wanna weave
A heart of honor on my sleeve
I'm still a balla, ya wanna see? I spit a hotter jalapeño
I really rock a lotta beats with witty onomatopoeias
Gotta pop a lotta ps
Can I cop a dollar, please? God, I drop her on her knees
And I got on her on the squeeze
Awh, your honor, I said please, I said all apologies
Awkward, obviously I should have just offed her on good reason

© 2025 OffTone Records Ltd. 

𝑴𝑨𝑻𝑹𝑰𝑪𝑰𝑫𝑬

LYRIC$:

Said you could come and get yo shit back,
but you ain't with that

Big-Dick baller, I bend her back, because she into that

Independent it's a fact, that's since a decade back

Methane, huffin 'effin gas, Inhale on meth, and spaz,

Might be off a methadone, that's just my method man

Fucking on a redbone, feeling like I'm Redman

Rep the set wear red on me, right hand hold my red flag

Five star on my right leg, Nine spark in left hand,

Pine Tar on my helmet, trying hard hit my head, heh?

Have you heard them trash trucks tread, trick?

We be out on Dedman, Street be sweeped, scene swept, stretched

Sayin we leech and  leave you leaking, lethal like a dead, man.

Dipping out in Debt damn

Feeling jetlagged

Fenty fiending, feds frantic.

Freaky deeky, deadpan

CD seeking, Let's scan
Heebie jeebies, dread dem

Deceive deities, destined, deez dvds depressing

Bitch Boi this my come back,

Gotta tuck my gun back

Blasting gats got drums draining,

Bitch, I be bragging, back on my bullshit

Preacher in the pool pit

Teacher peep the cool kids

That tweaker geek in toolsheds

geetered grifter, two-stepping

Smoke reefer, and reach a new level

Whole ether enveloped, and who let em?

Gonna greet her and gift her goose eggs

I'm gonna linger then give her poon pets.

And who'd attest? We'd take it as far as you'd let us.

© 2025 OFFTONE RECORDS LTD. 

Come Up on the Ground (FREESTYLE)

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@𝑁𝑇!-𝑍𝐸𝑅Ø
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ꪖɀꪖɀꫀꪶ,
Y҉U҉N҉G҉ T҉O҉R҉C҉H҉E҉R҉,
𝓐𝓵𝓿𝓲𝓷 𝓕𝓸𝓻𝓭,
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T҈h҈e҈ L҈o҈r҈d҈ o҈f҈ L҈o҈r҈e҈,
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Come Up on the Ground (FREESTYLE)

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