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PRODUCED BY FALLEN
ENGINEERED/MIXED/MASTERED BY @33MARROW
COVER ART BY @hell_usa

JMattson:
Bitch I'm ridin' with the mothafuckin bowie in the glovebox
Hittem where it hurts snatch your soul & watch the blood drop
Eyes red, face blank, faded in my mugshot
Whippin' while I'm smokin' while you posted at the bus stop
Fuck Cops
HHM bitch we a mothafuckin must watch
As a youngin kept a quarter in my lunchbox
Only runnin' from the sound of pigs & gunshots
Bitch fuck off
I don't wanna have to listen to these bitin' bitches
Everybody studying us tellem mind they business
Mothafuckas corny with this shit and ion get it
Every lil fuckin thing they doin I done did it 
Like a minute ago
Better get ur hoe before she hop up in the backseat
I never murdered but you shouldn't put it past me
Better get that dough and hand it over need it last week
Heard they talkin' but they never wanna @ me

SXMPRA:
Yung sxmpra never settle 
When I get up on the mic it’s on 
When a pussy mothafucka barkin never bitin they gone
When I creep up out the catacombs you know I’m comin back strong 
Wanna beat the beast but I keep the peace until I keep it too long 
Yuh 
Murder on da beat 
I don’t really wanna be seen 
But I gotta be me 
All black Beanie 
With da jeans 
Imma scheme
On a team
 Better know what I mean like 
It’s Schema da posse 
With the hell hound militia 
We keep it killa 
You feel it 
And all these fuckas vanilla 
All these little rappers get up in they fuckin feelings tell em get up out my face if this is you that I’m hearing I’m tryna 
Move on up 
I wanna sit at the top 
And I got no time for mothafuckas that be talkin a lot 
What 
Imma keep on spittin till I get my fuckin pesos 
lay low 
Schemin like a demon to the grave hoe 
Pussy mothafuckas gonna wanna see me fail but I keep on fuckin killin it till I’m old and fuckin frail

MVKO:
Motha fuckas hate me cuz their girlfriends wanna fuck me,
Heart filled up with poison Lead is pumpin through my bloodstream,
Talk that shit behind a desktop that shit doesn't bug me,
Keep that energy in person cuz I'll make a pussy bleed, 
Knife didn't work you gon need a gun to quiet me,
Creepin in the bushes round your house I do it silently, 
Never trust a soul or a hoe cuz they trifling, 
Mad because you aint me and im everything you try to be, 
Blunt lit, wrist slit, flat tires on the Chevy while I'm rollin with a thick bitch,
10 sticks and drums clips, if i pull up on your block you better fuckin run bitch, 
Keep running your mouth ill be tearing out your tongue bitch, 
You aint bout shit so I'll call you Eric King,
Talk tough and I'll pull up and put a hatchet in your knees,
Pull the burner from my waste band and send a bullet through your teeth,
Send your ass to hell I promise no one gonna grieve

HITTEM WHERE IT HURTS (Ft. SXMPRA & MVKO) [Prod. FALLEN]

Lyrics:

Overcome with dread 
As I
stand upon my body 
With a hand upon my shotty 
And a hole in my head 

So cold 
I can feel it in my mothafuckin soul 
So alone 
So alone 
So alone when ya dead 

I begin to feel regret
Sittin right up in my chest 
And my throat close 
Like a choke rope 
Round my neck 

Pulling me tighter it never get lighter decipher the meaning of where I was sent I 
Take a look 
At the shelves and the books 
Not a mothafuckin word up on a cover think I mistook 
I’m shook
Cos I never seen another colour but the blood of all the fuckin lives I took 
I See the stains up on the carpet 
And I’m 
hearin the pierce of alarms 

But I ain’t seein the casualties 
That I had tragically placed in to deaths arms 

Creepin through the hallway 
As I check for any residents 

Hear the footsteps 
Getting closer 
As my soul is filled with fear 

See a kid 
Come around that corner 
With a TEC-9
Facin in the air 

As he come towards me
I can see his face
At which I stare 

I’m lookin right up at the fucka and he lookin back at me I feel the way they starin and they tell me telepathically that imma be the one to suffer to the barrel of my gun 
Then it dawned 
I’m the one 
That Im runnin from 
Hunter be the hunted 
In the plain that I’m in 

Thought I was a god 
But I ain’t worth shit 

Stuck in a minute 
It’s my personal hell 
Haunted by every body that fell 

I can’t see no colour 
Only blood that slowly leak 

As I walk these lonely hallways 
I see haunting memories 

Every victim has a mission and that mission is to keep 

Me seein visions 
I’m forever seventeen 
I can’t ever leave

Forever Seventeen (Prod. ISVVC)

Lyrics:

I fuckin hate you
And I hate me too
‘I dream of death 
Every day
Im never making it through
I feel the walls close in
As my skin turn blue
And then I do it and do it again
Till I meet my doom
I guess I knew

That I was destined for something greater
A higher power testing the waters the kids in danger
They change up 
When they face up
With a gauge up
To the cranium

Homicidal thoughts in my brain they keep on playing em
Yuh 

And I guess I feel a little hazy
Look for safety
But aint nobody mind or soul
Bout fuckin save me
I may be
Deranged
But I just can’t change
Suicide calls gotta go out with a bang

And everywhere I look I want death doom destruction
Propane bombs
When I pull up at the function
The huntsman
The sitting ducks are the prey
Feel the wrath of the kid when I’m filled with hate

Dear diary
As I write these lines
My mind tries
To define
Everything inside
But its not that simple
And I don’t know why 
I can’t stop won’t stop 
Till I bleed em dry 

Duffel back packed stacked 
With the goods I craft 
And the trench coat hang at the top of the rack 
Aint nobody know a thang 
Imma leave it at that 
The people had their chance and imma finally snap 

They gonna 
Say my name with a sprinkle of fear 
And blame games and other thangs as they may appear 
The truth is 
I’m a lonely motherfucker 
A Self loathing freak 
In the mind of the white cap suckas 
tomorrow Im about to play god 
Decide whether or not to make make the heart beats stop 
Write the book of history my name on lock 
Tonight I dream of infamy I take my shot 

Damn right I hate the life that I live 
I got 
Zero mothafuckas that’ll call me a friend 
I wanna 
Show the world what the system did 
You never know when a kid is gonna snap like this 

Damn right I hate the life that I live 
I got 
Zero mothafuckas that’ll call me a friend 
I wanna 
Show the world what the system did 
I want em all to say my name with the fear of the kid

Nixon's Cassette (Prod. ISVVC)

Are You Afraid Of The Dark? (Prod. SXMPRA)

BLACK SHEEP (feat. Vana) [Prod. SXMPRA]

DOUBLE DARE! (feat TEDDY SLUGZ) [Prod. SXMPRA]

LYRICS:

Kick rocks
Mothafucka kick rocks
If you hatin on me
Go ahead kick rocks 
Loaded off the moon rock
mind full of Thoughts
Like the strip club 
I don’t give a fuck
Most my life I been called nuts 
Nothings changed 
So get Off my nuts 
My brain is like a painting from 
Heironymous Bosch
anxiety got me feeling like my choices
are an egg toss 
Like a guillotine
Im popping off 

Keep it a buck 
No cheap talk
Not like a poker player 
I don’t need to bluff
Luckily I’m not just blabbering 
About arbitrary stuff
like electric eels
Put you
 in shock
Who knew my
work would bring
Hate out the woodwork 
I woke up and chose violence 
I killed this beat, 
I couldn’t stay silent
Kick rocks
Mothafucka kick rocks
Kick rocks mothafucka

Kick Rocks [Prod. Blxxdmage]

SONS OF KAIN

SANTOS SANTANA X HAARPER - SONS OF KAIN

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Welcome to the chop street

Dead bodies hanging by they feet

You see this demon when I walk

You hear this evil when I speak

Mark of the beast

When I reap I claim your soul as mine to keep

And in the middle of the night

I’m looking for some blood to leach

Catch your throat missing

Fresh blood spitting out your teeth

But I still practice what I preach

Give his family time to weep

I’m at the crossroads

You make a deal I got just what you need

But just know when your time is up

Them hellhounds coming out to feast

I done slit my wrist so much

I guess I’ll never get to feel

Yeah this demon I got’s real

He just showed me how to kill

Cloaked in hoodies

Crooked daggers

Demon sigils

Candles lit

See that full moon in the night

We bout to sacrifice yo Bitch



She lookin like Megan fox

Double 0 9

Conjugate ya soul

After following the signs

Takin all ya hoes to the road where they hide

Where the spirits stay alive

Skinnin sheep for their hides

You can run from us

You can back out now

But when the sun plummets

You won't camp without

All the voodoo in the night

Know we gotchu in our sight

We gon catch ya by surprise

Gotcha fearin fo ya life



Cest la vie

Tell me what you know

You a Dumb bitch

And I'm Fuckin on ya hoe

When the gun hits

You'll be Sippin on patrone

Thinkin everythang is good

Samsung g note

You cannot fuck with us

You throwin bluffs

Sippin tuss

Ima uppercut

Right through yo face

From a lunge

Pop a lung

Murk ya son

Puttin knives in ya tum

Listening to bone thug while I get the redrum



Redrum, rum, rum

You cannot outrun

I'm goin dumb dumb dumb

Ima get me some

We spillin

Rum, rum, rum

You cannot outrun

I'm goin dumb, dumb, dumb

Ima get me some lil bitch


Bad face

Run up in the place

There’a nowhere to hide

The people here with the cleavers rep for blood and homicide

Murder rate’s high

And the bones gone crush

And the brain turns mush

I wonder why I have to touch

I kill so much

When lost in lust

Smoking with the fable reaper

Have talks between myself

Is there someone else inside

Or is it just that I need help

Mental health is off the tracks

If approached I will attack

No remorse I’m showin ( ?) kill em all

Destructive path

REAPER DEATH SEAL

REAPER DEATH SEAL [FEAT. HAARPER x BAKER YA MAKER] [PROD. SINGE]

GHOSTS & GHOULS (Prod. SXMPRA)

PRODUCED BY @violencetahell666
ART BY ME

LYRICS:
I just wanna make some fuckin' racks
Big stacks 
Never makin' it back 
Another motherfucker winnin' when I’m killin' the track 
I’m givin' a bag 
To the ones that bumpin' on max 
And givin' another to the brothers that been part of the past 
I’m a
Young brotha
And the Flow so butter 
When I get a beat
Watch me Chop it up 
No stutter
You don’t really know me I’m infinite watch em suffer
When I’m spittin' like a villain these pussies are gonna mutter 

Who that motherfucker in the tall black tee
Long hair 
In the chair
He don’t even really speak 
But I really do think 
And I really do see
10 pairs of the eyes
That be lookin' at me 

I am the one
SXMPRA the master
Name a motherfucker and I bet I spit faster
gas mask strapped givin' a bit of a tip of da tank sir
Oh you want racks
Better rob a fuckin' bank first 

YUNG SXMPRA MANE 
YOU GON KNOW MY FUCKIN NAME HOMIE 
FEEL IT IN YO BRAIN 
HEAR THE LYRICS AS THEY SPRAY

CHOP IT UP KILLA 
AINT NO ONE AFRAID 
I BE AWARE OF MY SURROUNDINGS 
HOMIE WATCH WHAT YOU SAY

Sippin' on this liquor like a king

Simple motherfuckers you ain’t ever know a thang 

I don’t wanna die but I’ll be goin' with a bang 

I be livin' life just chillin' tryna make some mothafuckin' bank 

All these little bitch made pussy boy types give opinions on the internet thinkin' that they right 

Little white knight cries

I’m alive I’m alright

Are you angry little homie do I make you fuckin' wild 


SXMPRA THE INFINITE ALWAYS BE KILLIN IT 

CHALLENGE ME HOMIE I DARE YOU IM FEELIN IT

I AM THE IMMINENT 

DEATH IS THE INSTRUMENT 

Leave em 6 deep
In the mothafuckin' wilderness 

Aye

Better run away 
Give a head start 
Choppin' you down cos I got the pace 
One two steppin'
Knockin' down trees on the way 
Mane I’m takin a mothafucka all the way to the grave 

Pussy mothafucka get some back bone 
I be in attack mode
Back pack strapped with the Mac oh
Cack a lack boom
When I’m spittin' on the track tho 
pussy mothafuckas better recognise that flow

Yuh 
Blow out ya knees
Watching talkin bout mane
Sxmpra got da steeze 
Watch my enemies bleed
And I be knees deep
In peace
Never let the pussy get a one up on me

INFINITE (Prod. VIOLENCETAHELL)

https://www.songkick.com/artists/10253084-sxmpra

Are You Afraid Of The Dark? (Prod. SXMPRA)

SXMPRA

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