creepin phonk I

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

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

ft. @sinizterofficial
prod. @slidemaniac

LYRICS:

(BEARDED LEGEND)

Fuck around, find out, lay it down

What the fuck's it gonna take? 
Better brace for the impact,
Cracked like a smack to the face,
Couldn't be me for a minute,
Looking sneaky like a snake,
I'm just tryna make a living,
And a living I'ma make, yah,
Feels nice to decide my stance,
If you wanna keep it going,
I'ma give another chance,
You could go for a stroll,
Have a thought, be a man,
I'm a different motherfucker,
But you wouldn't understand, yah

(SINIZTER)

Bitch I’m swingin’ like I’m Tyson bitch it’s lights out/
I’m comin’ through I knock yo patna out the fights out/
Who gon’ want this shit I’m combat veteran snuff you out/
Give him that three piece meal like Jorge bitch I knock you out/
Totin’ guns on the gram like you buss it/
Bitch I’m a soldier 187, really tuck it/
You a gimmick, from the circus I don’t trust it/
And I keep my AR locked and loaded like an AK on a Russian/

Bearded Legend & Sinizter - FIND OUT (prod. SlideManiac)

BREAKING OUT (FULL STREAM)
BLESS YALL FOR THE SUPPORT, MEANS A LOT FOR ME !!
DIRTY PHONK TAPE FOR HOTLINE33 AND MYSELF
@hotline33

TRACKLIST:
1 - INTRO
2 - BREAKING OUT
3 - ROBBIN SPREE FT. @daholymane
4 - LOW HOOD
5 - GLOCK TIGHT
6 - FEED THE STREETS
7 - BREAK YO SELF
8 - MURDER IN THE FIRST
9 - GRAB THE GRENADE
10 - WHY DID YOU COMMIT A CRIME ?
11 - GOTTA GET SOME CAP
12 - COPS ON MY CHEST
13 - GUNPOINT FT. @ngk999
14 - KILLA FT. @c_apone
15 - GET YOU FUCKED UP
16 - COMIN FOR YO ASS
17 - SMOKED OUT
18 - BEAT EM DOWN
19 - THAT AINT SHIT
20 - OUTRO

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Cover Art made by @m1skoner on IG
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BREAKIN' OUT

[SOUNDCLOUD / YOUTUBE EXCLUSIVE]
Lyrics:

Eclectically 
Eccentric 
Eccentrically eclectic
Was a glutton for narcotics 
But
I’m still neurotic

 I’m a maniac 
Felt Prosaic
Even off the Prozac 
Tryna make a comeback 
Too many times I’ve had to 
Backtrack
Facing flower like a hummingbird 
Brain feeling fried 
like a Dairy Queen cheese curd 
Chasing that feeling 
of that 
first time
Rollercoaster in my mind
Thoughts pulsating 
Like a 
wind chime
mindset All or nothing
living just to die
Which is why I run into problems 
sometimes 
I GOT THINGS TO DO 
BUT CARING ISNT 
ONE
Wondering how I’ll feel when its 
all said and done

Deep in the confines of my own mind 
Is the trauma of self that resides 
The product of 
watching people 
horrifically die
Down they went like dominoes 
Followed by spurts of hope 
I tried to rationalize 
Hoping the next person to go
Will stay longer than 
I actually 
hoped
I WISH I COULD TAKE THESE THOUGHTS 
AND PAUSE IT
But I’m taking things in like a direct deposit 

Why does all of lifes chaos
Feel custom tailored for me
Death is a certainty 
I certainly 
Know its overwhelming 
my brain gettin rowdy 
Sometimes I don’t know my route properly

Tryna Michael scoffield this negativity 
Middle fingers to my enemies
Back and forth with my angels and demons 
Like a seesaw 
Life feeling messed up 
Like its set in
legacy southpaw 
Picking apart the words I wanna say
Like a hungry belly eating baby back ribs
On a sunday
Leave you shaking in your place like the tectonic plates 
Used to Sip tec and tonic 
With a lot on my plate 
My train of thought is often a mess 
Recklessly a wreck 
Tryna train my brain 
But brain Is a trainwreck 
Not erect as I recollect 
Tryna make a name for myself 
Like a kid in cement

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KAINE X AKOZA X MC HOLOCAUST -BEATEM DOWN

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99ATTACK! (Prod. SXMPRA)

SPEAKING ON BEHALF OF ALL MY UNDERGROUND BROTHERS


I fall, I fall
I lose it all 
My problems painted on the wall 
I patiently wait for the call 
My thoughts await in an empty hall
I told you once 
I told you twice 
This life is not for rolling dice 
Imma stick with knowing not what hides
But the moments standing up in front of my eyes

You took my all
You took my all 
And Then you let me fucking fall 
I get back up and dust my shit then show these pussies how I ball

I paid my price
I rolled the dice 
I now know only I decide 
The way in which my life will take its twists and turns it’s ride or die

Livin like a mothafuckin villain imma kill em with the wicked shit I’m spittin from the pit of all my feelins 

See the tip of my fangs they be drippin with venom 
givin a 
bite and it’s down we don’t send em to heaven 

Bitch I’m sick of all these mothafuckas thinkin that they next to fuckin kill it 
When I know I’m boutta take the throne I mothafuckin feel it 
Imma seal it 

This is what I’m dealin 

Homicide up in my mind your skin is what I’m peelin 

Pussy needa gun 
Better run 
Cos it’s fun 
When I catch you imma make you take the gun to ya son  

Have you ever seen a motherfucker damaged like me?

hurtin the core is it darkness you see?

Death ain’t got no heart so I just wallow in my misery 

Building up the tension through aggressive fucking tendencies 

I don’t see the light so Imma take a candle in with me to see the world the way these fuckers want so fuckin desperately 

Breaking your bones just like sticks and the stones hear my words hittin home through this cold fuckin flow bitch I’m taking it slow just so you can follow cos I know that you won’t do I care no I don’t 

Have you ever seen 
A mothafucker with a beam 

Point it right up at his head and start to mothafuckin squeeze

You can say a man will suffer but you’ll never wannabe the one to find him tell his mother and she falls down on her knees

I see the fight I see disease 
I see the way it plagues and feeds
It thrives on the dark and it makes us weak 
It takes and takes and then it leaves 
I’ll 
Be the one to hold the gun and take a shot so you can run cos I don’t give a fuck about another just the ones I love  

Takin love and giving up is what they think is fuckin tough I’m not the motherfucker that will let a brother fuck with us 

Goosebumps start emerging as the presence makes the air feel thin 

Got nowhere to go so I just lay down and start givin in 

Patience waiting for my fate to face it 
I’mma hate hater cos they hate the player 
And I 

See the colours in a black and white game
The vision is killin all of the same feelin pain 

Optimism Of the top division 
Pot to piss in 
Or a yacht to live in 
All forgiven 
If ya got the digits 
Money in the bank makes you hot ya dig it

I don’t hold 
A fuck I’m cold 
But I got a little voice gonna end my roll 
Little bullet to my face barrel hot I’m cold
Just to shut a brother up do as he’s told

RUCKUS (Prod. SXMPRA)

IGOTBANNEDFROMHEAVEN

Imma take a mothafucka to the grave mane 
Slain 
Lay in vain 
See what happens when a mothafucka play 
Lame games 
Cellophane 
And a blade to the brain 
And Another fuckin' day and imma boutta' go insane 

I’m stuck up in my mind and I’m locked in a far away place 

 I’m Waiting for an angel to retract these Motha fuckin' chains

I be Stuck within walls that reflect all the evil shit that I commit 
Mirror mirror on the wall please watch me 
sacrifice a bitch 
And the shit I spit is blasphemous I really must admit 

But I don’t give a fuck so you really outta luck 
So take that up with another young buck 

I spray like a mothafuckin' AK four to the seven 
Mac eleven Imma 
Send another fucker to heaven 
Are they really even gonna let him
Send him back 
Cos they see that his soul has been standing within my presence

they be puttin' up a mothafuckin' image of my  face and labelling it red so I can never enter in the gates 

Death mane mothafucka 
Come from the grave 
I’m Takin a blade up out the thang 
And erasing ya name 
You think you know me pussy boy
What you know ain’t the case
I’m a psychopathic mothafucka straight out the gate 

So there’s blood up on the walls and you missin' a tooth 

 Yo carcass layin' on the floor guess you know what I do 

I Take a mothafucka's soul when I spit in the booth 

You see a demon can be seen as standing up for the youth 

Takin up a pass time makin' it they last time 
Pussy mothafucka's every one of you is past prime 

Gripping to life like a mortal and cry 
the tears start to burn now the acid is dry  

 I pull up to yo place with intentions surely cruel

Got a mask up on my face and that shit is nightmare fuel 

Bitch I’m
Makin' my way through these alternate plains searchin' for a humane way to cease all the pain 
Cos I'm just so
Sick 
Of the way shit is
Imma take away the pain so that we can live

Fuck the government eaters runnin' this shit 
I’ll Kill the man and burn the world so we can get away from the whip

Death mane mothafucka 
Come from the grave 
Takin a blade up out the thang 
And erasing ya name 
You think you know me pussy boy
What you know ain’t the case
I’m a psychopathic mothafucka straight out the gate

I GOT BANNED FROM HEAVEN (Prod. SXMPRA)

Thousands

BE AWARE...
BE READY...
THE MATRIX TAPE IS FINALLY HERE...

STUCK IN A GLITCH (0:00 - 0:49)
DIGITAL PRINT (0:49 - 3:02)
PROGRAMMED (3:02 - 7:00)
MY MONEY (7:00 - 10:42)
WHEN I SEE (10:42 - 13:38)
STRAPPED AT ALL TIMES (13:38 - 17:48)
LIFE’S A BITCH (17:48 - 21:15)
THE MATRIX (21:15 - 27:05)
CAN I GET WITCHA (feat. @eust4che)(27:05 - 30:38)
NEW ERA (30:38 - 33:33)

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THE MATRIX TAPE

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]

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

RUCKUS (Prod. SXMPRA)

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