THE EMPRESS

Coming Straight From Hell

Federal

Witch dance party was something for awhile I wanted to give a try with a more faster paste style track. I hope you all enjoy this and do your boy a favor and go stream this track like crazy on Spotify.

Stream WITCH DANCE PARTY
https://open.spotify.com/track/463kyOcKOSyOp52VvHDP9J?si=e89a203fb79e4631


Social Media: ZANGE 🤘https://www.flowcode.com/page/ZANGE

Social Media: CRUXX 🤘 https://linktr.ee/cruxx_shadows



beat by the homie
@prodnug

ZANGE X CRÜXX $HADOW$ - WITCH DANCE PARTY (Prod. Nug)

Bodies make a quota
Interstellar soldier
Pull a drive by in a rover
Tell that pussy boy come roll up
Bitch I flip a bag of coca
Catch a dot no polka
Pull up in a toga
40 ounces of that cobra
Tokin on some Yoda
Swisher make me colder
Codeine wit my cola
Got a xanny my in my soda
Bitch I pop another soma
Wake up from my coma
Smell the weed aroma
Bet they roll one let me toke up

Fuck you and your clout and shit
AR wit designer clips
Adderol I gotta sniff
Pop a bottle chug a fifth
Washin down the blunt I lit
Close my fuckin coffin lid
Hotboxin the hearse I'm in
Drivin to my final pit
Drop my body in a ditch
Open casket face all split
Can't tell if it's hØllÖws kit
Call my mom "ID your kid"
Tell my pops I'm dead and stiff
Bet my brothers got your chick
Snortin pills and swallow dick
Know your bitch about that shit

Fingernails black
Get it on my stack
Gunners in the back
All the shit you lack
Pull up to my trap
Eat a fuckin mac
Bloody blunts fat
Got an ounce in my fanny pack

Pop a fuckin script and nap
I just want my soul to crack
I can feel my organs snap
Grab a blade and try to hack
Put me in a grocery bag
Cherish all the time we had
I am not in pain at last
Told you bitches that's a wrap

hØllÖw won't be comin back
Where the fucks my album at?
I don't know but here's a sack
Filled up wit some dank and hash
I don't wanna take your cash
But I'm broke I gotta jack
Pull up in my fuckin mask
I don't fuck wit most you cats
Mostly cause you're fuckin trash
And allergies been gettin bad
Jimmy Neutron packin gats
Take your shit then gotta blast
Kick a door in take your racks
Make a profit off your stash
Want it back? Then grab a strap
Pop it when you see me blap
Leave my body lying flat
Let my fuckin eyes roll back
Burn my body paint it black
Rolling stoned and eating tabs

Bitch I'm in the lab hm
Tokin on some dabs hm
I got bitch that's bad hm
Everyday I'm sad hm
Bitch I'm in the lab hm
Tokin on some dabs hm
I got bitch that's bad hm
Everyday I'm sad hm

Grip a AK like I'm Tay
run a race or run away
Run up wit a blade
I said every day is gray aye
Grip a AK like I'm Tay
run a race or run away
Run up wit a blade
I said every day is gray aye

GOTTABLAST (Prod. SKILL SYRUP)

.                   INTL. TYRANT SECT MEMBERS
.                      DVRKSIDE & ILLUSION LUNA
.                            “Recipe for Murder:”
.                                 Prod. CURTES


Verse 1 : DVRKSIDE 


I beg thee 
Test me 
Bitch I got the recipe 
For murder 
make em rest in peace 
The devil got a hex on me 

I stand and deliver 
Momma raised a killer 
So if you try and press me ima snatch yo fuckin liver 

Bitch I’m cut throat 
Heads roll 
Anytime I let go 
Squeeze inhale the gun smoke 
Weed for sale and much moe 

You fuckin with the sect 
So you better show respect 
If you talk up out yo neck 
Then you just breathed in yo last breath 

I don’t play nice 
I’ll take yo life and won’t think twice 
So roll the dice 
But you’ll get sliced and put on ice 

Cause I can’t leave a body warm 
So I don’t 
That shotty leave you body torn 
Lil boy you choked 
—————————————————————————
Verse 2 : ILLUSION LUNA


momma raised a killa 

twist the blade up in yo liver 

bitch my backwood taste vanilla 

tyrant sect we a militia  

no michael jackson this a thriller 

pray to god but i’m a sinner 

yeah it’s cold but i don’t shiver 

run up em make em quiver 

bitch i’m out for blood till there’s nothing that remains 

pussy boy you up next to meet my fucking blade

time to meet yo fucking maker run and hide but you ain’t safe 

mothafucking tyrant sect bitch you betta know tha name 
—————————————————————————

Verse 3 : DVRKSIDE

Boy yo ass so fake you ain’t no G outside that booth 
If you ain’t gang then you can’t hang unless it’s dangled from my noose 
Tyrant sect out on the loose 
So you best watch how you move 
Leave nothing left but thoughts of you and scattered ashes on my boots 

Ima sex addict bitch I put the D in depression 
I been dead pussy don’t you step to this revenant 
Snatch out yo soul send yo bitch ass to Heaven 
Murder my art form bitch pain just a lesson

RECIPE FOR MURDER - DVRKSIDE X ILLUSIONLUNA - (Prod. CURTES)

eat shit and die







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abandon all hope


https://music.apple.com/us/album/abandon-all-hope/1712333938
https://music.amazon.com/albums/B0CL7N64X7
https://open.spotify.com/album/2OCdBpXcwLWSUQMi4mL0xh

abandon all hope

I CAME TO DO MY THANG MANE (Ft. Saliva Grey) @99ZED

Mixed and Written by Big Roshi
Produced by Vince.m10

lyrics:
I been liftin
make that bitch contrition
I been sippin while i listen
Got conditions on my missions
Aint no way that you could hit it
Smash out bit wit kiddies
What the fuck
I be done with normal women
I like xans in double cups

Rusted out beater
cockback heater
onomatopoeia
Wouldnt wanna be you
Text her twice but the bitch dont see ya
touch my pay this boy gone meet ya
Did 3 lines now I cant call her
Dam that bitch want me to call her
Tell my homie he got that pass
I aint fuckin wit a bitch that need closure

Cops wanna go in my backpack
26 year I aint had that
Slap that man if he try that
Pussy ass boy you can find where ya dad at
Sittin at the bottom of a lake when he tried that
Respect my place and candor
I be spooky wit my rizz
They gone call that shit haunted manors
Give me motion

Wait (repeat)
This when you turn it up!!

Yall can repeat what u hear in songs
I been sippin dirty
I aint pourin liquor shots
I be sippin cheap ass 40s
Yea I done lost some my homies
To the streets and overdosin
And the girlies like me more
When I dont control my emotions



Im gone crash out  a club so grab yo gun I hope its poppin
When the smoke rises above yo heads im up there milly rockin
I got options do not think because I stopped that I wont rock em
I be 10 toe stand on business while these pussy call me monster

Im mister Top dropper
Im mister Pop Popper
I got som hot toppers
That gone blow whole noggin

Gone tell that hoe stop it
I got some drugs mobbin
Go tell that pussy blog it
Go write some hot topics

I got some hot profits
I got some crazy dockets
My shit on coast n coast
My iphone stay poppin

I wonder why they knock it
Long nights illegal profits
I tried to shut down
I restart with way more knowledge

And now Im
Killin shit
Bigger dick
Forcin fucks to admit it
Im Celibate
Drinkin shit
Ima pop a perc in it

Perkin +Vince.m10

Darf man so? Ufo soll mein Arsch nicht verklagen bitte 🙏🏻 🙏🏻🙏🏻🥴🥴 #ufo361 #homage // Mayve013 vielen Dank für den Beat!

1,2,3,4,5,6...? - 2lazy

Satan//God (Feat Taj tha god)

Produced By BM11
Cover By BM11

https://open.spotify.com/album/5Og42d5aPrJSEzJ5pI2XF8?si=aSCXPNArTEu6DOybh3F3YA

Lyrics :
severe your soul from ya body 
probably
aint nobody
ever gonna stop me 
rowdy
whip out the spirit gun
this be my Tommy
i know you folding
no origami

i aint wanna summon all my demons
this
wasn't part of the agreement
please god 
tell me that im dreaming
why my spirit energy decreasing
look at my vitals
i dont think im breathing
creatures from another world
changing up my helix
molecules be running thru
darkening ma feelings
i dont wanna witness
all my bleeding hit the ceiling
who the fuck did u really think i was
came from the bottom
i came from the mud
never had anything
i dont show love
betrayal around me
i dont give out trust
(2x)
never had anything i dont show love
betrayal around me i dont give out trust
fuck what they saying about me
 i dont give a fuck anymore
stomping on anyone 
blocking my way to the throne
no game of thrones
i bring the storm
i know these fuckas
are talking on all of that dumb shit im hearing behind on my
back
if this is a race
i’m dom torreto
the kruegers my nitrous to leave all them pussies in last
i know you bustas are wack
woah
i know you bustas all cap
woah 
we know you really dont trap 
woah
try me ill pullout the strap 
fuck is you talking about
opps yeah we gun em down
playing for keeps
and yo hoes we gon fuck em now
i am the king of the underground
say my name twice
cuz i know that u love it now

BERNIEMACELEVEN - KOTUG (PROD. BM11)

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cursedforever

Federal

SANTOS SANTANA