Lyrics:

Hook:
I came to kill and leave cadavers in my fuckin’ wake
If you despise the man inside me get the fuck away
Don’t make me come down off my throne, that’ll be your final day
Truly misanthropic hatred it ain’t no cliché

Look inside, beyond the veil, bitch I know you can
God-design, I’m Ubermensch, I am the Overman
And I’ll determine my own fate the way that no one can
Elevated consciousness above all other men

Verse:
I’m resurrected, Eric Draven, with a blackened heart
I’m hack n’ slashin’ with Katanas, don’t get ripped apart
All the things I hate about you, bitch I pick apart
I’m not the same, I think I’ve changed, after a broken heart

Weapons drawn, we fade to black I’m ‘bout to ride the lightning
2012 I’m in Chamkani, all I know is fighting
Couple loose screws in my mental I’m still redefining
I took some time away from y’all needed some realigning

I’m killing myself
Rewriting myself
I’m killing myself
Rewriting myself

I’m killing myself
Rewriting myself
I’m killing myself
Rewriting myself

Hook:
I came to kill and leave cadavers in my fuckin’ wake
If you despise the man inside me get the fuck away
Don’t make me come down off my throne, that’ll be your final day
Truly misanthropic hatred it ain’t no cliché

Look inside, beyond the veil, bitch I know you can
God-design, I’m Ubermensch, I am the Overman
And I’ll determine my own fate the way that no one can
Elevated consciousness above all other men

DEATHMATCH 2

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DEATHMATCH 2 (prod. FLEXATELLI)

Lyrics:

Hook:
Haymaker
When I hit him issa face breaker
Same paper
Bitch I know you pussies copy get a—
Straight razor
Through yo chest and send yo body into
Damnation
Return to nature when I hit you with the—

Haymaker
When I hit him issa face breaker
Same paper
Bitch I know you pussies copy get a—
Straight razor
Through yo chest and send yo body into
Damnation
Return to nature when I hit you with the—

Verse:
I hear ‘em talkin’ from the couch know he La-Z Boy
I did some time up in sandbox made me crazy boy
Yo favorite rapper in his feelings he a lady boy
Way he hold that pistol lookin’ kinda shaky boy

I’m takin’ shits with more steam than these rappers
Wanna be actin’ like he brand new but he not as dapper
Bitch I been up there and done it that’s the fact of the matter
Demon soldiers with the horns up on the ICOM chatter

I fuckin’ scream it till you get it do you understand
Forgotten soul I’m left behind traverse unholy lands
Bitch I’m the General, barrin’ none I be in high command
Firebrand, incite the riots ain’t no Promised Land

Hook:
Haymaker
When I hit him issa face breaker
Same paper
Bitch I know you pussies copy get a—
Straight razor
Through yo chest and send yo body into
Damnation
Return to nature when I hit you with the—

Haymaker
When I hit him issa face breaker
Same paper
Bitch I know you pussies copy get a—
Straight razor
Through yo chest and send yo body into
Damnation
Return to nature when I hit you with the—

HAYMAKER! (prod. FLEXATELLI)

KIT KAT

BOUT MINES

BOUT MINES (FT. lil toe)

TEXACO

HOOP

MISERY (FT. Shakewell )

Lyrics:

Sinizter:
Bodybag him, I ain’t seen him bitch he dead to me
Bite like a Mastiff, rage like Cujo different pedigree
Lethal weapon, homicidal, got that tendency
Fuck you all and bitch I mean it, disrespectfully

Bitch I’m all about the booty, might just overdose
Makin’ noise, I do the most but they still comatose
Finesse the game I know the codes I be on different modes
Cold spitta demon flow and triple 6 the zone

Ouija:
Calling me all in my zone
In my mode, so I do suppose
That I propose a toast to the Loccstas that's throwin' bows
I got that shotty out of Walmart and oh, behold
I let it blow thru your nose & your brain exposed
Bitch
That's for frontin' on my shit
That's for actin' like you 'bout it when you knowing you won't hit
Got that blue chew on my dick
While I'm throwin' up my set
Fuckin' on a Juggalette
Yeah, Yeah
Tow hitch through your chest, pull yo ribs out
Bitch in your blood, not for long 'cause you bleedin' out
Bagged up on the porch at your bitch house
So many body bags on me I need a discount
Got 'em!

Sinizter:
Bodybag him, I ain’t seen him bitch he dead to me
Bite like a Mastiff, rage like Cujo different pedigree
Lethal weapon, homicidal, got that tendency
Fuck you all and bitch I mean it, disrespectfully

Bitch I’m all about the booty, might just overdose
Makin’ noise, I do the most but they still comatose
Finesse the game I know the codes I be on different modes
Cold spitta demon flow and triple 6 the zone

DEAD2ME!

Sinizter & Ouija Macc-DEAD2ME! (prod. FLEXATELLI)

Lyrics:

Hook:
Yeah
Bitch it’s fuck the game
Got the red dot aim
I’m in my own lane
Stay in my domain

Bitch it’s fuck the game
Got the red dot aim
I’m in my own lane
Stay in my domain

Verse 1:
Nowadays it’s fuck the game and fuck the competition
I’m doin’ what I want and when I want without permission
Lemme show you how ambition looks cause I’m the definition
I put these rappers up in caskets I’m the new mortician

I turn him ghost and make him float he said he want the smoke
Can’t take the heat I roast, I bodybag him make him choke
Spit words that thought-provoke, invoke emotion ‘round the globe
I’m coast to coast with all my quotes I’m out here givin’ hope

Keep yo raps and all that cappin’ boy I can’t relate
Copy, paste yo favorite rapper bitch you all the same
Young Sinny set the trend step in my domain
Mask on, originator, I’m in my own lane

Hook:
Yeah
Bitch I blew a fuse
Always fuckin’ rude
Why they look confused
I’m not in the mood

Bitch I blew a fuse
Always fuckin’ rude
Why they look confused
I’m not in the mood

Verse 2:
And if I’m lyin’ then I’m dyin’, all the hope is dead
Existential dread, obsessed with death since 2010
But I’m pickin’ up where I left off, just like I never left
I hit resume, I’m still ahead so ima get dis bread

Bitch I’m rockin’, rockin’
The clock is tickin’ tockin’
Death is knockin’, knockin’
But shorty poppin’ lockin’

Bitch I’m rockin’, rockin’
The clock is tickin’ tockin’
Death is knockin’, knockin’
But shorty poppin’ lockin’

I built a moat to keep y’all out bitch I don’t fuck with you
Like a clairvoyant, you not my vibe I see right through
Half y’all out here tellin’ lies and you know it’s true
Wanna reach the heights that I have reached lil bitch then pay your dues

ResumeLastCheckpoint

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ResumeLastCheckpoint (prod. FLEXATELLI)

Lyrics:

Hook:
Ghetto Blaster bumpin’ bitch I make it rain
Came in like I’m John Wick bitch I bring the pain
Fuck around and call me DYLAN bitch I’m spittin’ flame
Throwin’ bows like UFC I knock you out the frame

Fuck around and spend too much on some Gucci kicks
But I be flooded like a hurricane with all this drip
Peep the patchwork on jeans I got that custom shit
Black and white my shit is vintage lookin’ stupid crisp

Verse:
I keep a pussy hater mad because I run the show
‘All Eyez on Me’ like I was 2Pac they gon’ watch me blow
Bar for bar I came equipped lil bitch I got the flow
If I go Manny Pacquiao that fool gon’ hit the floor

Hit ‘em with the five, hit ‘em with the five, hit ‘em with the five five six
Bitch you ain’t shit, bitch you ain’t shit, bitch you ain’t shit I’m lit
Bringin’ that pain, bringin’ that pain, ima let the choppa spray
Stay in yo lane, stay in yo lane, ‘cause I be up in my domain

Hook:
Ghetto Blaster bumpin’ bitch I make it rain
Came in like I’m John Wick bitch I bring the pain
Fuck around and call me DYLAN bitch I’m spittin’ flame
Throwin’ bows like UFC I knock you out the frame

Fuck around and spend too much on some Gucci kicks
But I be flooded like a hurricane with all this drip
Peep the patchwork on jeans I got that custom shit
Black and white my shit is vintage lookin’ stupid crisp

Album Stream

NoveskeGhettoBlaster (prod. FLEXATELLI)

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