FACE OF DEATH (feat. 99zed & Saliva Grey) [prod. 99zed]

PRODUCED BY FALLEN
ENGINEERED/MIXED/MASTERED BY @33MARROW
COVER ART BY @hell_usa

JMattson:
Bitch I'm ridin' with the mothafuckin bowie in the glovebox
Hittem where it hurts snatch your soul & watch the blood drop
Eyes red, face blank, faded in my mugshot
Whippin' while I'm smokin' while you posted at the bus stop
Fuck Cops
HHM bitch we a mothafuckin must watch
As a youngin kept a quarter in my lunchbox
Only runnin' from the sound of pigs & gunshots
Bitch fuck off
I don't wanna have to listen to these bitin' bitches
Everybody studying us tellem mind they business
Mothafuckas corny with this shit and ion get it
Every lil fuckin thing they doin I done did it 
Like a minute ago
Better get ur hoe before she hop up in the backseat
I never murdered but you shouldn't put it past me
Better get that dough and hand it over need it last week
Heard they talkin' but they never wanna @ me

SXMPRA:
Yung sxmpra never settle 
When I get up on the mic it’s on 
When a pussy mothafucka barkin never bitin they gone
When I creep up out the catacombs you know I’m comin back strong 
Wanna beat the beast but I keep the peace until I keep it too long 
Yuh 
Murder on da beat 
I don’t really wanna be seen 
But I gotta be me 
All black Beanie 
With da jeans 
Imma scheme
On a team
 Better know what I mean like 
It’s Schema da posse 
With the hell hound militia 
We keep it killa 
You feel it 
And all these fuckas vanilla 
All these little rappers get up in they fuckin feelings tell em get up out my face if this is you that I’m hearing I’m tryna 
Move on up 
I wanna sit at the top 
And I got no time for mothafuckas that be talkin a lot 
What 
Imma keep on spittin till I get my fuckin pesos 
lay low 
Schemin like a demon to the grave hoe 
Pussy mothafuckas gonna wanna see me fail but I keep on fuckin killin it till I’m old and fuckin frail

MVKO:
Motha fuckas hate me cuz their girlfriends wanna fuck me,
Heart filled up with poison Lead is pumpin through my bloodstream,
Talk that shit behind a desktop that shit doesn't bug me,
Keep that energy in person cuz I'll make a pussy bleed, 
Knife didn't work you gon need a gun to quiet me,
Creepin in the bushes round your house I do it silently, 
Never trust a soul or a hoe cuz they trifling, 
Mad because you aint me and im everything you try to be, 
Blunt lit, wrist slit, flat tires on the Chevy while I'm rollin with a thick bitch,
10 sticks and drums clips, if i pull up on your block you better fuckin run bitch, 
Keep running your mouth ill be tearing out your tongue bitch, 
You aint bout shit so I'll call you Eric King,
Talk tough and I'll pull up and put a hatchet in your knees,
Pull the burner from my waste band and send a bullet through your teeth,
Send your ass to hell I promise no one gonna grieve

HITTEM WHERE IT HURTS (Ft. SXMPRA & MVKO) [Prod. FALLEN]

prod. @slidemaniac

OFFICIAL MUSIC VIDEO: https://youtu.be/Aupd_oFxE2Y

LYRICS:

Seen a man, said he can’t be beat,
Always tweaking for a reason, see him creeping in the street,
Ain’t the type of motherfucker you would ever wanna meet,
Even preying on the strong who been preying on the weak,
What’s peace? He don’t know,
Don’t believe? Ain’t a joke,
Gonna feed when he grows,
Gonna reap what he sow,
Been prepared for the bad,
Said the worst’s what he’s had,
Everything that he’s been giving while he’s living got him mad, uh,
You’ll discover on the other fucking side,
See a man who’s still improving what he’s doing with his life,
If you want we could take a trip,
Watch ‘em slip, gonna watch ‘em slide,
See the day when they’re getting paid,
Wanna go insane, wanna say goodbye,
It’s a lie, do the work,
No surprise, no alert,
Let it ride, gonna fly to the sky from the dirt,
Feeling manic from the habits you establish over time,
But whatever, do it better, might regret it, can’t rewind, uh

SEE THE MAN (PROD. SlideManiac)[OFFICIAL MUSIC VIDEO OUT NOW]

LYRICS FROM A GRIMOIRE -prod LIL $WEDDEN

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NEW AGE Ft. MYLE$

W/ @jupiluxe
PRODUCED BY @sectunit

JMattson:
Crime pays
don't be lookin' my way
'less u wanna die ayy
got that butterfly blade & I
flip dat I told em to get back
before it go click clack
get stabbed in yo six pack imma
boss up mothafucka y'all suck
love it when they talk tough
put a blade in y'all guts better
fall back hoe suck on my ballsack
keep thinking you all that
I run up in all black
widda muthafuckin blade on my hip
you better dip
before I lose my fucking mind
before I lose my fucking shit
better whip out that fucking 9
better whip out that fucking switchblade
insane
damnit I got blood up on my fit mane
all black boots
eliminating your tooth
originate in the couve
reiterating the move 
want all dat loot
disintegrating your crew
you dinner plate & some food
bitch get in the way you doomed

@jupiluxe:
nowadays
do anything for a bag
anything to get a rack
just a state of where we at
look around
tell me what u getting at
black on my shoes
combat boots all abuse
they can talk that shit 
but im leaving with they tooth
baseball bat on the roof
down ya chimney comin thru
something like saint nick
put ya face to pavement
tie u up, then i take u to the basement

JMattson:
Crime pays
don't be lookin' my way
'less u wanna die ayy
got that butterfly blade & I
flip dat I told em to get back
before it go click clack
get stabbed in yo six pack imma
boss up mothafucka y'all suck
love it when they talk tough
put a blade in y'all guts better
fall back hoe suck on my ballsack
keep thinking you all that
I run up in all black

CRIME PAYS (feat. JUPILUXE) [Prod. SECT UNIT]

LYRICS:

Dark thoughts ricocheting in my mind
like an echo
My brain is an intercom 
For my psycho 
5150 is my brains zip code
If you hating on me homie
it’s ditto 

People will switch up even 
if you’ve been solid since the sandbox 
People will come and go just like the sandlot
Some eager to sell your secrets quicker than a crack rock
My Mind is a chatter box

Peeling back these layers of thought
Ruminating in my own thoughts as I’m distraught
Self esteem bankrupt 
Scooting through this life 
on sheer dumb luck
Wishin I could 
hydraulic press my own thoughts

My tipping points
Are passing me by like rain drops
Inner dialogue on the run nonstop 
Monstrosity 
in the form of human flesh
I’m what you get 
when crazy and potential actually mesh

when I hit the mic 
it’s apocalyptic 
Apothecary with my lips
I don’t miss 
Yeah I’m a menace 
both on and off the white
Cooking up like Mr. white 
shoulda seen the light
Needa get a grip on life

Dark thoughts ricocheting in my mind
like an echo
My brain is an intercom 
For my psycho 
5150 is my brains zip code
If you hating on me homie
it’s ditto 

Taking over ‘cause I’m willing and I’m able,
Lay my cards out on the motherfucking table,
Lay low, gotta make sure my mind’s stable,
Maintaining independence, stay connected, no cable,
Break away though it won’t be painless,
Cleansing my soul from the cold like stainless,
Steel, keep it real,
When I tell you how I feel,
I don’t gotta talk about it ‘cause them bitches know the deal now,
A director who’s about that action,
Long story short, couldn’t fit it in a caption,
Laughing all the fucking way to the bank,
Been a saint and a sinner,
A forgiver, an assassin,
All I ever wanna do is find peace,
Fight sleep while I’m searching through the land, sky, sea,
I speak all my wishes to existence,
I dream of them better fucking days when I say “I beat this”

Dark thoughts ricocheting in my mind
like an echo
My brain is an intercom 
For my psycho 
5150 is my brains zip code
If you hating on me homie
it’s ditto

8corpses & Bearded Legend - ECHO [Prod. Bhasper]

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I Won't be infected by your message
Never really questioned your intentions
Now I see all the misconceptions 
Paralyze minds with a word like a weapon
A lesson learned
Now I break the curse
Another bridge burned
Leave you dead in a hearse
The virus spreads from your mouth
Still you’re letting it out
Ya you poisoned the well from the birth
You can bless another empty vessel
Leader of the cult
But you won’t confess
So take a sip of the punch
Then presto
Another lost soul
In a bag perfecto 
Enough with the shit        
You can swerve to the left
Oh God
Make it stop 
Or reverse 
Or just let go 
Ugh    
Got to resist
Or reject
No respect
None the less
You’re a pest
Hope you burn
In a pestilent death

Coming to the realization
Never fucking bet against me 
Go and fuck around 
Letting your peers hold you down 
You’ll never grow 
Destined to fail
That’s why they rob and kill
So what’s the fucking deal 
Coagulated 
Decapitated 
Mindless as fuck 
I’ll give my soul
To get your bitch ass out my face and go
Sever the ties 
Your heavens a lie 
Just raise up the camera and point at your foe 
They creep and they hide 
They constantly lie 
The damage they cause just to fucking abide
Now I’m living out my days in this fucking fire

Red lights with the warning signs flash
Enemy of the state with an AK
Hoods draped with an unknown face 
Pull ya' ski mask down let the violence elevate
Bullets rain and shade the sun with shells
In a minute
All will tell of the time that hell had prevailed
Media mania
Reign of the suits
Infected like a virus 
How we even buy this shit
We hunt the eye witness
HA
Never could tell 
Who the truth hurt
Twisted fingers
Television blurs
Switchblade curse
Wanna fuck with the silent type
Blood web in a violent night
Worlds lost to a guy in the sky
Lies told to the sheep 
Then followed out by the weak

Final Warning

$$$ 
producer - regreting

link to youtube
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LYRICS -

What is the opperative
Losing ya consiousness
Aint no more profiting
We are the opposites
Breaking the promises
Lucifer offering
Claiming my dominance
What is the problem bitch
So catastrophic
We losing the profit
These niggas be wildin
We put em in coffins
there aint no more logic
Kim using atomic
This isnt a comic
Its just so ironic
That these mfs talkin shit
All that shit
That they got the nuclear but 
They aint nukin shit
Some niggas thinkin that they are befriending me
But they are now realizing
Theyre my enemies
Standing on my own grave
Wondering how i let the system turn me to a slave
Im really not trynna play they game
But they aint gonna do a thang
Cuz all of this tragedy
Losing my sanity
this aint a fantasy
Using profanity
Describing reality
Peoples mentality
Waisting vitality
Causing fatalities
Hitting capacity
Aint no more asking me
When did u ever think u was surpassing me
U aint harrasing me 
You just distracting me
U a distraction b
Fuck everythang
Man fuck what anyone say
Ima just do my thang
Ima just do my thang
Rolling  wit my gameplan till the death of me
I been seeing green lights none of yall ahead of me 
I am an animal
Eating these rappers up like im a cannibal
I am not casual
My speech is flamable
So supernatural
Damage collateral
Shooting so masterful
Boy u be talkin that shit like we aint put a spell on you 
U step up to me but u aint on my Pedastal
You is not better than me who the fuck is  you frontin to
Let me get a little bit more vicious
Let me show u why ill put chu with the fishes
Man The smith & wesson ready with the bullets in it
It could really pop off any fucking minute
This is aint where i gotta end my story
dodging all the demons trynna take my glory
But i aint really say none
Same bum mufucka since day one

BERNIEMACELEVEN - BER$ERK

Hook:

You a stupid bitch and I don’t fuck with you
Yuh
I don’t take that shit I pull up and you run
Yuh
raise a fist to me i’m boutta bring the rain 
Yuh
Blood rain down from the sky 
Bring the pain
Bitch
You a stupid bitch and I don’t fuck with you
Yuh
I don’t take that shit I pull up and you run
Yuh
raise a fist to me i’m boutta bring the rain 
Yuh
Blood rain down from the sky 
You in pain bruh

Verse 1:

Grip on the knife
No body leaving tonight
I got a lust for bloody bodies
Bitch so hold on tight
You wanna fight 
Get in line 
Ain’t no leaving my sight
My name is hades 
I’m the keeper of the pussies who died 
I got no patience no more 
You boutta fall on my sword
Address me as yo new lord
I’ll strangle you with a cord
No more playing games
This shit is lame
You talking big
But I’m the king
Tongue cut
Eyes cut
Leave your body in a rut 

Hook:

You a stupid bitch and I don’t fuck with you
Yuh
I don’t take that shit I pull up and you run
Yuh
raise a fist to me i’m boutta bring the rain 
Yuh
Blood rain down from the sky 
Bring the pain
Bitch
You a stupid bitch and I don’t fuck with you
Yuh
I don’t take that shit I pull up and you run
Yuh
raise a fist to me i’m boutta bring the rain 
Yuh
Blood rain down from the sky 
You in pain bruh

Verse 2:

Blood on my hands 
Dig a hold for yo neck 
The squad of dead is ready
To revive the lord of the dread
Put the blade to my hand
Athame slice clean
Dripping blood into the circle 
Making a red stream
You wanna talk about that shit you do
Fuck that this shit is overdue 
Cutting sigils in yo face 
And speak in tongues to barbecue 
Yo flesh and bone until you’re nothing
Bringing nothing but destruction 
Darkness coming bring corruption 
I’m a god and you disgusting 

Hook:

You a stupid bitch and I don’t fuck with you
Yuh
I don’t take that shit I pull up and you run
Yuh
raise a fist to me i’m boutta bring the rain 
Yuh
Blood rain down from the sky 
Bring the pain
Bitch
You a stupid bitch and I don’t fuck with you
Yuh
I don’t take that shit I pull up and you run
Yuh
raise a fist to me i’m boutta bring the rain 
Yuh
Blood rain down from the sky 
You in pain bruh

BROKEN AND DEAD

Rain

Rain (prod. Clover)

Produced by Traviks. Mixed, Mastered, tracked, and recorded @Thornwall Studios
Been sitting on this track for over a year. 

Lyrics:
I've been neglecting my energy
Left too much room for my enemies
Now with a seat at the table
see that they feast ain’t my remedy
I could get lost in the melody or be consumed by my jealousy
I could get my shit together making moves on their revelry

They say we’re part of the set
So take your spot in the backdrop
Just smile and wave
That grass ain’t green it’s a sandlot
We sell our souls for some dollars
We bet our lives on their games 
We take the pill that they put to our lips
And lie through our shame

(hook)
Imma die on my mother fuckin blade
Rather take my own life before I turn into a snake
I been looking in the past thinking back on yesterday
Stay true to what it is Imma set my record straight

Make me shake like (2x)

I’m looking like the fuckin wolfman
You ain’t an artist you a motherfuckin tucan
You won’t buy beats but buy an open for like 2 bands
You are the sheep I am the mutant
I am a mutant

I walked away from what I am to walk a path I wasn’t meant for
Now my mask of their expectance
just a prison not a shelter
They tell you to do what’s best for you and your finances and your future
Now I’m living in their world
This is their god it is my torture

I see no other option
Won't live inside their clan
Can’t worship who they say to
More than another Stan
Won’t place myself in boxes
Can’t follow others plans
I know I’ll burn out bright
Yeah I know just who I am
 
(hook) (x2)

Eidolon - Something Worse Than Dying(prod. Traviks)

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