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Running Thru The Six

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Running Thru The Six 🥷🏽Prod. DAEGHO x IMMORTAL 🥷🏽

XRAIDED - STILL SHOOTIN (REMIX)

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)

YUKI ft Lil Kapow (prod. YUKibeats)

Official T-Shirt: https://thetruesinizter.com/products/short-sleeve-unisex-t-shirt
Lyrics:

Bitch I’m sippin’ number 7 till my vision blur
Give a fuck about you pussies make ‘em bite the curb
You ain’t never heard about me bitch you 'bout to learn
‘Cause I be shittin’ on the game just like I’m Amber Heard

Beat my hands up on my chest just like I’m King Kong
Fire breather with the flow ‘cause I’m the phenom
I stay ridin’ with the fire keep the heat on
Came equipped I got the NOS up in the Nissan

One shot, one kill, like I’m Hathcock
I’m feeling manic, might go off only half-cocked
One shot, one kill, like I’m Hathcock
One shot, one shot...One shot, one kill

One shot, one kill
One shot, one kill
One shot, one kill
One shot, one kill

Give a fuck about a bitch hoe, I just need a bag
Know I’m all about my money so I keep it stacked
Lethal with the words I keep a bloody pen and pad
Stonecold will and never sinkin’ like an Ironclad

Never the slightest bit impressed by all the shit they talkin’
Comin’ up never had a lot gotta flip to make a profit
Talkin’ about how we the same but we got different pockets
Bringin’ that duffle up in the bank I’m makin’ big deposits

One shot, one kill, like I’m Hathcock
I’m feeling manic, might go off only half-cocked
One shot, one kill, like I’m Hathcock
One shot, one shot...One shot, one kill

One shot, one kill
One shot, one kill
One shot, one kill
One shot, one kill

Demon time on 85, I’m in that BRZ
Heavy metal in the trunk so do not play with me
End your career, I keep control I press the alt-delete
Empty out recycled garbage stay the fuck from me

Bitch I’m sippin’ number 7 till my vision blur
Give a fuck about you pussies make ‘em bite the curb
You ain’t never heard about me bitch you 'bout to learn
‘Cause I be shittin’ on the game just like I’m Amber Heard

One shot, one kill, like I’m Hathcock
I’m feeling manic, might go off only half-cocked
One shot, one kill, like I’m Hathcock
One shot, one shot...One shot, one kill

One shot, one kill
One shot, one kill
One shot, one kill
One shot, one kill
One shot, one kill

One Shot, One Kill - Single

One Shot, One Kill

OFFICIAL MUSIC VIDEO

Sinizter & Kordhell-ONE SHOT, ONE KILL

SPIT IN MY FACE!

Symbol of the Sinner (cursedmusic2008)

To have it all at once

Hate.

Sleez

Vile

Swap Places

10. I See It Now But Tomorrow I Forget

GANJA GOBLIN

"GANJA GOBLIN"(prod. pranav)

all for nothing

TRAUMA

bigassbearman

Lyrics:

Hook:
Aye yo
I woke up
Like where the clip
I'm bout to blow my fuckin brains
Out this shit,
X2
I don't got nothing to hide,
And there's something inside,
That always seems so low,
So tell me when the end is coming,
I just want to know,
----
First Verse:
I don't really give a fuck,
I really want to die,
I don't give a fuck about this life,
Or chasing down the prize,
When I wake up in the morning,
I just feel depressed,
I be feeling stressed,
So much shit is on my chest,
I don't care about how you feel,
And all your damn emotions,
Cause I be feeling like,
I'm slowly drowning,
In this ocean,
By myself,
Its all the time,
So leave me one deep,
Yeah I'm just a piece of shit,
You don't gotta explain to me,
I've seen some bitches,
Do some shit,
That'll make you insane,
I'll close my mouth,
And keep the secrets,
Then I'll blow my brains,
Yeah,
Please don't tell me about you feeling sad,
If you never felt the way I'm feeling,
Probably never have,
----
Hook:
Aye yo
I woke up
Like where the clip
I'm bout to blow my fuckin brains
Out this shit,
X2
I don't got nothing to hide,
And there's something inside,
That always seems so low,
So tell me when the end is coming,
I just want to know,
----
Second Verse:
What the fuck is happiness,
I don't want to exist,
I don't even really live,
I'm just fading through mist,
My heart is frozen,
I can't even do relationships,
How the fuck,
Did I waste all this time,
To end up in a ditch,
I'm fighting tears,
While I'm writing out,
This fucking track,
I'm almost 30,
And I know,
I won't be turning back,
Nobody wants to feel like trash,
But I've been discarded,
Yeah I got so far,
From where I was,
But why the hell I started

$UICIDE (Prod. Wxrst)

35MM

A Quiet Mind

Talk

Grim Salvo & Witchouse 40k - THE GIVER
Mixed and mastered by ³³marrow

THE GIVER

Grim Salvo & Witchouse 40k - THE GIVER  (prod. ³³marrow)

25 To Life

A collaboration between Grim Salvo and Witchouse 40k @grimsalvo @hell_usa

Featuring:
Lil Darkie @lildvrkie
Savage Ga$p @avageaspandungique
Brahman @brahmvn

Grim Salvo & Witchouse 40k - QUEEN LEECH

Never gave a shit

https://open.spotify.com/album/62CIQQHPlY1LDzI1OT9pzF

Overdose Prod. SANTOS SANTANA

SKI MASK MURDERER

MVKO 

Man down,
Choppa clean you up like sham-wow
Hellhounds,
Hungry pits inside the dog pound
12 rounds,
Stand inside the ring get knocked out,
Big mouths,
Talkin all that shit you ain't bout

Smokin on that loud it shake the windows call it sonic boom,
Open up the pit we get to swingin watch us clear the room,
Dr doom blinded from the sunlight walkin out my tomb
Fuck you bitin motha fuckas leave you sweeped dont need a broom,
Lack of oxygen I dont breathe I dont need that,
Thinkin that you hard until we pull up change yo mindset
Im steady smokin pounds while you struggle for a dime bag,
Hollow point sent through your head for free dont need a price tag,
If lifes a game of chance I'll press my luck never gonna fold,
Eyes rolled back I saw my rest until the knife cuts through my bone,
I'm a soul of Roanoke meet my gaze and turn to stone,
Ghost with a cut throat watch the blood run down your walls,

X2
No russian I'm in the lobby wit a pump bitch,
All I needs one shot catch a body when that slug hits,
No I never heard of yuh its 1v1 on terminal, 
Intervention quick scope your fate is irreversible 

JMATTSON 

Breaking down some bud bitch we out the mud count it up 
Not too many motherfuckers that I’m down to trust loud as fuck 
When we walk in you can smell us looking flyer than propellers 
There ain’t shit that you could tell us little bitch 
Run it up run it up 
Most these rappers dumb as fuck
double h m you bitch we bout this shit we steady coming up 
What the fuck what the fuck 
Excellent we nothing but 
You gone pass the blunt or what 
These Haters we gon fuck em up hoe
All these motherfuckers on some weak you shit you got me fucked up if you think that I ain’t peep it how come all the sudden everyone a bunch of leaches ran off with my style I got more you can keep it bitch 
You know what the fuck it is
8 grams in the wood you be smoking on them twigs 
Never smoking mid got gelato in the spliff that’s your girl tell me why the fuck she all up on my dick

WITCHOUSE 40K

Fall back/
Suck a dick, lil pussy boy
You ain’t got a .40, takin selfies with a toy, hoe/
Nerf gun thug bro, I destroy his ego, I feast on yo kinfolk like they were a meal/
I just copped a deagle, my sight on yo hero/
I’m digging up graves and they calling me zero/
I look like a rot, boy you act like a beagle/
Your life is so fake like you working at regal/
Pullin up hit with an uzi, knockin em out like I’m selling him roofies/
I just got blood on my soobies/
Red bottom walking I’m walkin on rubies/
She saying use me, drape me in Louis, I ain’t a noobie suckin that dick/
Takin a groupie, making her boujee, now I got Lucy all on my dick/
Turning your ass into ash like a pyro, hollowtips fire breathing call em spyro/
Fuckin a bitch in the back, aye/
Fuckin a bitch for the bag, aye/
Hittin a lick and I’m calling it quites, and I’m cutting a brick that I stash in the whip/
Indica zip hit me up for the ick and I’m fuckin yo butch with my dick in her ribs/
Poppin out, bitch I walk it out while you on your couch/
Smoke em out, bitch I’m rolling pounds, only rolling loud/
Bulletproof, but they fall in down, feed em to the crowd/
Hellhounds running through your town, no ain’t no bodies found/
Blech

ZERO feat. JMattson & Witchouse 40k (Prod. Santos Santana)

[VAGUE]

Devil on my shoulder,
Don’t you understand,
It will be all over,
UAV represents,
Can you feel the horror?
One day you’ll have your chance,
Cause it’s gettin warmer,
If you try to get a glance,
Yeah
Many will die, we gon keep goin,
So we can survive,
Leaving the fakes and the ones that’ll lie,
Moving forward wavin roaches goodbye,
I hope you go down that road,
Just take what I know,
When advice is given, you take it,
Put effort soon you’ll outgrow

[T.R.I.P.]

Yung trip stay tucked with that strap,
Talkin shit I make your head splat,
They think slick with yapping bitch
You better watch your back,
All black when I creep with that axe,
Got my bitch only fuck from the back,
We the realist gang that’s no cap,
UAV been on the map 
Lately mothafuckaz been acting like they been simpin 
Take a trip inside my brain
I’ll show you what you been missin
I’m so sadistic i’m not kidding
I’ll bring panic and villains 
A whole demonic fuckin village
Filled up with my gorillas and killing pigs

[TVBUU]

Devil on my shoulder,
We burn these bitches to the ground,
Am i getting colder,
Cause i don't see no one around, 
Devils take me over, 
Drag me enemies into the ground,
We been taking over,
Ain't nobody fit to wear the crown,

Look at the life that im living,
With all of the pain that I'm feeling,
I feel like im never forgiven,
Im buried,
Im covered, 
Im deep up inside of the sinning,
I know that ill always be winning,
We stacking up money,
Because we just wanna see millions,
See the dead bodies,
We killing em,
Pick up the gun,
And i bust it inside of ceiling,
I killed me an angel,
Won't feel again

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DRAG 'EM TO HELL (Feat. TVBUU)

LYRICS:

(SXMPRA)

I don’t give a fuck 
Mothafucka wassup 

HOO!

Schemaposse get buck 

when I’m spittin' better duck 
Cos I’m comin'’ up so you better buckle up 
You know I’m boutta fuck it up 
as I bust 
out the cut 
And I 
Leave a pussy in the dust 
Dust 
Murder murder I must 
Heard ya words no trust 
Schema da posse rippin' the fuckas' to the guts 
Takin a trip out to the woods up in the mothafuckin' tour bus 
Ugh 
All the eyes 
On me
Thinkin' of givin' a bit of a trip to the deep 
Triple six feet sleep
Takin a pussy to his knees 
Always see me posted with a black cap long tee

Yuh 
All these rappers wanna cop my steeze 
When they try to rap along a mothafucka gettin' brain freeze 
Rabies sickness
No you ain’t me
Eighteen 
Deep
On the creep 
Hear the gate creak 

(TEDDY)

I don't really give a fuck what you say
when it comes to my pay day
never vacate, i think i will stay
til i burn, til i decay
motherfucker want talk about it
i don't really care what you thank
all you pussy ass toys wanna make noise
better luck next time
i guess schema boys was sent to destroy
all they wanna do is talk that shit
but i pull out the bat
and i swing at that bitch
never ever call again
stick em like a pin
busting a brick to your chin
back up motherfucker about to act up
cracked in the back
when we buck with a track up
and i get some more of that
when i rap
crept out the cut with a blade and a map

DECAY (feat. Teddy Slugz) [Prod. SXMPRA]

A collection of songs that I have compiled over a month or so, enjoy.

LYRICS:

Talkin to the gods and I got one wish 

Everybody die young I don’t wanna jump ship 

You don’t know mothafucka don’t be jumpin so quick 

Don’t be runnin with the numbers they don’t wanna see you win 

Hold that grudge bitch v fo vendetta 
Clever with the set up now I get to be better
Now they wanna be me cos I make it look easy 
I be steezy keepin eatin all these rappers never let up 

Kill it like a villain imma sit upon the ceilin when I’m spittin got a milli lyrics rippin I’m givin it imma 
misfit 

Ill shit 

I don’t really feel this 

Knife in my spine 

Turn up on me with quickness 
Aye 

Never fuckin with with the business 
Money be the one to cause a mothafuckin sickness 

Kill another brotha for the money gotta quit this 

Bills AINT shit 
When 
A man ain’t livin 

Aye 
Aye 
Aye 
Aye 
Aye
Aye 

People stay killin eachother for nothin and nothin will stop em from grippin the K 

Bang 

Fuck it I’m stayin away 
Keepin it underground fuck all the main 
Stay lowkey
Till I proceed 
To the trophy 
Never hold me 
better watch closely 

Aye aye aye aye aye 
I’ll never fade 
I’ll never fade
I see my fate As clear as day 
No more to say 
I guess I’m made this way 

So walk away 
So walk away 
Walk away 
I got no more to say 
I guess I’m made this way 
I guess I’m made this way 

Made this way 
I guess I’m made this way x2
Made this way 
I guess I’m made this way x2

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