Tales From Beyond The Crypt w/ Baker Ya Maker

EGO LIFT (ON ALL PLATFORMS)

On Tha Floor

$leeper:
Slash em up, 9 is tucked,
shit gets wicked, test yo luck,

The $leeper creepin everytime,
when you hear that bass just start to pluck.

Gettin buck, sacrifice with rituals it's not enough.
You pussies suck, lay em in tha dirt, put yo home in flux.

They goin on and on, gets so stale I start to yawn,
Makin music till im gone, soul is sick im demon spawn.

Non slip, but you bitches wanna trip.
When you hear that lock click, better shoot first wit that nine grip, 20 clip.

Hands Up (Halloween Drop 2024)

The Bodies (Reimagined)

Another experimental track

$HEEPDAH$LEEPER:
Aint no love, when it comes to $leeper steppin on attack.
All these racks, that I stack gon keep me steady from the lack.
Hit the sack, I'm sleepin but I creep, keep you bustas at my feet.
You pussies wanna beef, but yo bitch gon' take the meat.

The plan is, seek vengeance.
Mo murda, take penance.
These pussies want my presence, 
But can't ever keep the essence.

It's a graveyard stick up.
No love I tend to pick up.
The finger on the trigger,
Bury em deep we leave no witness.

Ain't no Love (Valentines Day Drop 2025)

I Make Lemonade

@zultora @zultora @zultora
Zultora:
Need nobody else,
Don't need no one else now.
Need nobody else, yuh

$HEEPDAH$LEEPER:
Feelin by myself, 
I dont need nobody else.
Turnin off my feelins my heart felt.
I just might forgive you for the Shells.


Yo ass thought that I was better huh,
Keepin demons up.
Cus you bitches sleepin on me,
If you sleep you payin that fee, cus aint no love to give for free uhuh.

Aint no dyin as I keep the cross, I pray to t's uhuh.
Send you to the gates cus thats yo fate I keep the keys uhuh.
Fuck a hook, talkin bout the song and not the bitch I took.
Every thing I do I can, And I can read you like a book. 

Try to put me down but bitch you can't,
Try to run on me ill dust you up, and roll you like a plant.

Fuck fatigue i'm out the door.
Try to talk but you just wanna argue more.
All that bullshit got me drownin, got the ocean but your cup dont want a pour.
Everytime we talk, it's shots, you run and turn it to a war.

Got too many issues wit you, heres a tissue if you need some help.
Stop callin my cell, dont need that drama, i'm in another realm.
Pretty soon i'm changin tunes I will prevail.
You needin all these people while I need nobody else.

Zultora:
Fuck my life up cause baby I'm just gon' go to hell
They hate the way that I do it cause you know I do well
Every answer that I know but I would never tell
I fuck her guts and make her nuts like broken souls I sell

Wait, why's it that you seemed to change
Fucking up the places where you occupied my brain
Hate, does it ever turn to grey
I hear your voice inside my head as you fade away

Like you're somebody else oh
Feel my body fall
Tell me that you care now
When you're never ever there oh

nobody else w/ Zultora

$LEEPER:
Hop up in my whip, i'm ridin in the rain,
Windows down, got the water pourin from the top, it's drippin on my chain.
All this metal on my body but wont ever mask the pain, I'm insane.
Repeating cycles till my the blood stop moving in my veins.

Independent but still want somebody by my side.
Keep chasin trickery, It's just another suicide.
I stay killin me, all this wasted time I feel no sympathy,
for myself, I'm driftin in my eyes-

Run myself, off the road, in a ditch, no witnesses,
Broken wrist, appendages, totaled whip the genesis.
Leave them layin in the dirt, I let my demons take the wheel,
Never puttin stops to all my flaws, it took my death to know whats real.

Trickery

Whats the plan, heard you want to run that fade huh,
The $leeper get you sleepin when I gut you with this blade bruh.
Cus papers, is what I'm stackin, flippin a bill fo that,
Stickin a pistol whip into his temple, blade and stick collat.

Five Five Five, call it new beginnings, hit a lick then count my winnings.
Test yo luck, I'll take that bet this choppa spray gon make em wet that fade.
Keepin it movin, cus I ready go then set,
Ain't no warnings when the sleeper come collect and that shits on yo head.

Stay in motion even when my wrist slit,
It's 6, double 6, Blood on ice gon keep my wrist lit.
No fiction, had yo bitch awhile, she dont resist it.
All day, she sang, every time I come and visit.

Everywhere I go you bitches better go and bow down,
This presence like a furnace, demons shake when $leeper come around.
I start, creepin out the cut when the speakers play that southern sound,
It's just, business, puttin bodies in the fuckin ground.

DUSK (Halloween Drop 2025)

Producer, Rapper, Artist.
Feed the soul.
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