This g59 beat with this is fckn insanse 🔥

RAMPAGE (Prod. SXMPRA)

Lyrics:

And what the fuck is infamy?
My name slated berated up on a TV screen
I gave hatred 
And hatred is what we pay to see 
I can’t face it 
I wasted 
The lives 
Of more than me 

And every drop of blood shed 
Was shed for nothin 
Senseless violence 
Keep on climbin 
People die to gunmen 
That hide behind the trigger like a gutless mothafucka fuckin up the lives of others 
Nothin keep us from the suffer 

Yuh and when the world ends wake me up 

I can’t seem to find a smile can ya make me one 

when the time comes I’ll die to my own gun

I guess I’m stuck in the life of a sick pup 

And as the bullet starts to leave the fuckin chamber 

I never thought of all the good I revelled in the anger 

I look up in the mirror see a fuckin stranger 

They say I’m just a kid but kids be the ones in danger 

Who ya blame 
The gun or the finger 
How about the mind behind the carnage how we change up 

We quick to shift the focus to the alternate industries entertainment take blame 
For the fuckin issues it’s crippling 

How we gonna blame the same thang but AINT a thang change 

Students still shooting like they at the fuckin range 

People kill eachother cos they ain’t the same race 

Maybe if we changed the way we livin we’d erase 

1999 
2012
2017
2019
As well 
As many other tragedies we gradually forget about 
But the families will tragically have to live without

Now, The Curtains Close (Prod. ISVVC)

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:

Creep up out the gate I got that duffel bag packed 

Throw it in the trunk get in the whip and never turn back 

Black black black trench coat 
No longer hangin on the rack 

Middle finger to the man 
Misanthropic they call me that 

As I drive on down the road my hands be shakin with adrenaline 

I see some faces that I hate and I can’t wait to bury them 

It runs deep 
So deep 
Check the evidence 

Aint nobody fuck with me so imma make it clear to them 

Park the whip 
As I get up out the bitch 

I see a homie lightin up a cig and walkin to me kinda quick 
He ask me why I miss philosophy scoffing 
I tell the obvious 
that it don’t even matter 
And he gotta dip 

I see his face change feeling a little bit strange 
But he don’t question so I’m guessing 
He will be stayin unscathed 

There be the double doors and nothin that stands in my way 

So I walk on through em to the cafeteria to place my thangs 

Time ticks by as I’m waiting for the fireworks 
Excited and I’m frightened as a kid begin to think the worst 

Got my backup plan layin in the backseat 
And imma wait just one more minute till I gotta rethink 

I take my girl and walk up in the building let it fuckin blast 

Screams of terror ringing through the halls 
As everybody pass 

When I get up in the cafeteria I shoot the bags 

But ain’t a mothafuckin thang really goin to plan 

So I 
Gallop up the stairs and and I walk up in the fuckin library 
I hear the whispers and the sobbing sing harmoniously 
Suffer suffer as I squeeze that thang indiscriminately underneath all the tables I see the black rivers they leak 
On the carpet 
As the alarm just keep on blaring 
I start to lose my self as my adrenaline is wearin 
And all things I’ve done begin to really fuckin scare me 
I put the gauge up to my head and

Cigarettes & Philosophy (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)

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)

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]

THIS IS A SINGLE OFF OF THE ANTI CHRIST EP

FEATURES SOUNDCLOUD: @ Alexander D Gr8

GXDZ OF ANARCHY W/ AleXANder D Gr8 (PROD. POLOBOY81)

SONS OF KAIN

SANTOS SANTANA X HAARPER - SONS OF KAIN

PRODUCED BY SXMPRA

LYRICS:

Steady pavin the way 
Say what I say 
Play in the game 
Till I stay in a grave 
Slay like a blade 
When i chase for the prey 
Mane I never gave a fuck about the plays that I made
These plays that I made 
Be the way that I raise 
What I need to be safe 
What I need to be safe 
What I need to be safe 
Is a blade to the brain 
Is a blade to the brain 
Got a place in the drains 


I don’t wanna talk about shit 

I don’t give a fuck bout another one runnin that lip 

I don’t wanna do it imma dip 

I don’t wanna beat around a mothafucka tell em how it is 

You don’t wanna do it with da kid 
Sxmpra the master 
Bad wit the rap 
Let it rip 

Say you wanna feature where da tip 
I am the element needed to push out a hit 

They used to look at me like I aint shit
Now that I rap they be changin up quick 
Schema be the posse ride for the clique 
No time for a hater 
No time for the bitch 

Son of a serpent I’m finding my purpose resurface the ways of the ancient I’m hurtin' 

Shut da curtains 
Creepin' and lurkin' 
Sick in the mind 
And the liquor ain’t workin' 

And the liquor ain’t workin' (x7)

Let me go
Let me go 
Let me go 
Let let go 

And lock yo door
Lock yo door
Lock yo door
Better lock yo door

VOID

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

Nixon's Cassette (Prod. ISVVC)

SXMPRA

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