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Red Myst (feat. YVNG VADR) [Prod. EYKEY]

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EYE OF THE STORM FT. BAKER [PROD. HAARPER]

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FUCK FIVE

Yung muthafucka i be cuttin duckin
Flow so icey i be dunkin love it
Hair so long lookin good touch it
Fine fat bitches wanna cuff me Fuck me
I can tell these haters really want it Need it
Following my steps cause im ruthless Seamless 
Stupid muthafuckas they be hatin Fakin
Phonk this phonk that Phonk u, pay me
Give me all ya money sucka
Give me all ya dividends 
Cyber thuggin death walk
Baby o get rid of him
Pimpin on em wreckin on em
Stupid ass cant fuck wit dis
Watch me do my 2 step
Wack hoes suck dick
Choppin em Moppin em
Putting yo face on the pavement 
Orbital has become caved in
Wabaki sabaki honestly Probably hating
Come 2 my show never say shit
Nobody fuckin wit u homie
Nobody streaming 
Stupid ass bitch is u dreamin?
Give it up give it up
Put the mic up homie hang it
Aint no one care what you saying

PHONK U, PAY ME (PROD.BY OOGIE BOOGIE THANG)

watch your six.

Snatch that soul up out his shirt and let that fucking body rot

Take that chance and let us dance up in hells fuckin parking lot

Shots inside my mind screaming for cover but that barrels hot 

Got nowhere to run so I will never be stopped till I am at the top 

Take another swing up at the maker cos the motherfucker made us to be faded like the days 

Never save a bitch because they always gonna switch up like the blade up in your six so stay away 

Layin on the pavement what a motherfuckin shame I bet you wish you let em go but you stayed 

Now the blade
Cut yo face 
And you lay
Go to waste 
And you taste
The bitter shit you let a bitch spit up on your name 

I don’t ever wanna go out with a hang
So I blow up like the trade and leave a motherfuckin bang 
Up the ranks 

climbin on the heads of pussies doubtin like a mountain built up by my homies shouting bitch we lookin like a gang  

Pussies always totin that thang 
But I bet you couldn’t beat us if we battle with the hands 

Bitches always battle cos they racing for the bands

 imma keep it real and keep on spitting for the fans 

Wonder what all of the masses will say when I do end up Bein the goat 

Talkin they shit like they supported it when I sent em the links but they ghost 

Fake ones they come unlike real ones they go but there’s one thing we should always know 

It’s that the fake motherfuckers will come like the moths just  soon as your name starts to glow 


Puttin out a cigarette
On your fuckin leg 
Till you beg 
Pussies put me to the test
I ain’t gonna rest 
Till I am the man that people Stan like I’m a god among the lands but I remain the same coz I don’t give a fuck about the shit that brings fans 

Ice and the bands

I’m a voice from the stands come and take my fuckin hand cos we bang 

Bass bump hard in the thang 

Spittin like a villain killing cliques with my hands 

Changing the game cos I’m sick of the shit that these idiots spit so i open a pit

Darken the days bitch I put my own twist and I murder this shit you just have to admit 

Take a minute cos I did it bitch I said i would 
Put my name out in the air so you could 

Start to make out that the demons emerging from under the wood I will be understood 

Snatch his soul up out his body
We don’t need a motherfuckin shotty
Barkin Bitin like a rotty darkness swallows now he got me and I drop 
Straight down to the grounds 
Of hell and I’m ready for the future that the man will tell

Pentagram drawn at the gates and I wake to the sound of a big ringing bell

The Devil Next Door (Prod. SXMPRA)

Written and Mixed by Big Roshi
Produced by D i R T

Lyrics:

Bitch dont talk to me
Rather sit here in my silence
Close my eyes so I cant see
Got no ice but im so icey
Lost my feelings with my pride
All their faces I keep seeing
I know I know
I died this time


Screamin
Scream my name
They screamin

Bitch dont talk to me
I got issues with people I hate em
Bitch dont talk to me
I prefer when Im alone why i say
Bitch dont talk to me
I got nothing to contribute
Bitch dont talk to me
Ahh I know Im making it worse n now I

Live inside her fantasies
I Know what they would have with me
Ima demon inside a shell
A carcass if its poetry

Focus up on the death of me
Comin like it was meant for me
All  these lightborn prophets
N angels couldnt uh left from me

My friends die one by one by one

(x2)

Hook 

AY AY AY

Cotard Delusion +D i R T

Perfect day for a track Don't Ya think ? (:
prod.by me

SUNSHINE

If This Were Myspace Even Tom Wouldnt Be Your Friend

Bones x Eddy Baker - LooseScrew [Chopped & Screwed] By SUS PhiXioN

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Bones x Eddy Baker - LooseScrew [Chopped & Screwed] PhiXioN

BEWARE OF THE HAZE

Take that back it’s a
Mac attack
When I clap back you lack that sack 
Send that pussy to the underground and let the devil snack 
Imma roll
Stroll 
Down the fuckin rabbit hole 
Wonder when the demons boutta take their mother fuckin toll 
Made of coal 
Be my heart 
Bitch I’m cold my soul departs
Warm my hands in hell before I rip this fuckin plain apart 
The black arts 
Be my game and bitch you boutta learn my name 
Cos Im breakin out the cage and I got that scythe up to ya brain bitch imma 


Gut another motherfucker 
With that blade 
Bitch I’m takin many men out to their motherfuckin graves 
Feel the pain
Of the blade
When it’s rippin up yo face 
Imma killer killin shit bitch I will never play yo game 

And I said when we met that my name starts with death but you still chose to play with me bitch I’m the mane 

Watch the blood spray
As I lean down and say 

You will not make it this is your last day

Pussy motherfuckers always actin out of line 

Pentagram drawn on the floor in the darkest of nights and the moonlight shines 

Right upon my shrine 

As I’m sittin waitin for the right dinin time 
I don’t mind

Eating the dead like the eater of death bitch I’m making a mess

Blood on my breath and I’m killing you next with a scythe to the neck pussy please do not test 


Blood on the scythe 

Mud where you lie 

You already know my soul be cold as fuckin ice 

One from the knife
Done with ya life 

Bitch you cross Deatheater and you boutta say goodnight 


Kickin Down the gates swinging that mace
Up in your motherfuckin face 
 Put a pussy boy up in his fuckin place 
Wit a blade 
Lame mane 
Say my name

Pussy motherfucker you just made a big mistake  

D E A T H E A T E to the fuckin R
Bitch Im killin up close and then I’m taking very far

Take that 

Soul out your skin and then serve it to him 

Ground is on fire and I’m stuck here within 

Pentagram lining the edge of sanctuary guarding the grounds ive been sent to live in 

Problems with my same just floating up and down inside my brain 
Thinkin can I solve with the barrel of a nice AK

STILL THE SAME GAME 
 IN THE FUCKIN MAIN FRAME 
BRAIN SLAIN 
LOOKIN FOR A WAY TO TAKE MY SANE AGAIN 
PLAY SAFE 
FILLED WITH RAGE 
FUCKIN WITH ME I WILL DIG UP YA GRAVE

HAZE (Prod. SXMPRA)

SOULS COME, SOULS GO

Iridescent light be callin searchin for a soul

Lately I been fallin deep and dark within a fucking hole 

Feelin cold 
No ones home 
But yet the lights are always on 
at the end I’m dead and gone I’m always  doin this alone 

But I don’t give two fucks
What a motherfucker think he gonna say about another brother say it to my face 

Put him in his place 

Cos the motherfucker sleepin in the gutter 
Let another pussy suffer to the mace 

Trapped in perpetual searching cos I have lost all of the things that I valued in space 

Space being mind I can’t find where the line not to cross goes to hide 

But Its in my mind that is where it lies 
It resides 

Click click clack 
To your back 

Every motherfucker gonna get a blade and attack 
Cos we lack 
Basic decency to be the homies friend for free

Always wanting more but never be there when mothetfuckers need to lean 
And I see
What I need 
Cos you fake ass wannabes 
Always gonna be the ones that imma never wanna be cos I’m me
Never gonna walk up in my jeans
Keep it real or you gon feel ya knees buckle and release
Then you cease 
Breathin 

Keep em way down underneath that’s six feet deep

Let the maggots fuckin feast 
On the meat 

Searching for my soul I see the way I wanna be

And fuck a fake as motherfucker tryna drag me down cos he don’t know me 



Searching for a soul 
But it’s gone
Never comin home 

Darkness gettin cold
But I know 
This is not for long 


Keepin the peace but the bullshit exceeds all the effort I bleed for the ones that be leavin 

Seein the colours emerge through the skin of the pussies that aint what they say they are bein 

I don’t give a fuck and now the pussies outta luck 

Cos instead of being humble all these pussies chasin buck 

And I swear to any god that imma run a fuckin muck

Cos I’m sick of these busters that thinkin they tough  

Rappin got no flow
Lyrics are a no show
Think you gonna test me boy 
You know I’m boutta blow tho 

Growin pretty slow bro 
Get up out my phone hoe
Leavin you behind and now you gettin fuckin fomo 

You know Ill rep immortal till the fuckin death

My last breath 

I will use to tell you that you’ve made a fuckin mess

SOUL SEARCH (Prod. SXMPRA)

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CINDERELLA ft. Deatheater (Prod. Thorn X Dr.F)

Hold up wait a minute mothafucka who’s you 

In the back 
Of the class 
With a Mac
And a few tattoos 

Cap too
All black to the boots 
Imma young mothafucka but I know what I do 
I creep through 
With the keys 
To the booth
And I take a mothafucka to the seams of the truth 
And I leave em the clues 
And he see what I do 
But he gotta find a way to make a means of the view 

I don’t want yo info 
I’m back 
In black 
With a bag 
And a big coat 

Quick flow
When I rap 
On attack 
And I’m fast
With the bat
Make a slap 
On ya big dome 

Matter fact imma stack all da hits tho 
Made a pact with a man in a big throne  
Keepin' it evil I am what I spit hoe
Demon with a tat and a slit throat 

all these little mothafuckas think they run the scene 

I be serene fresh as fuck don’t need no listerine 

They needin' features bitch I be the feature that you need 

I’m seein' demons imma leave em in the fuckin' deep

6 feet

With the reaper on the creep

I don’t need to beat the beast 
I be the beast they wanna beat 

I’m the seeker seek the feast and free the fuckas of deceit 

Tell em see ya mothafucka when I leave em to the team 

Bitch I feel it in my bones 
They pickin up they phones 
Someone said I set the levels 
But instead I set the tone

Man yung sxmpra in the zone 
I shred em with tha flow 
Never settle bitch I get up and I 
Let em fuckas know

THE SEEKER (Prod. ISVVC)

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

HAZE (Prod. SXMPRA)

SXMPRA

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