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Only Warning - @CoaastGxd and @Sixthells
Produced by @Sxmpra
Mixed/Mastered by @Netuhbeats and Sixthells
Art by Halo Black

lyrics

[CoaastGxd]
So I said follow me (Follow me)
Now they all borrow or copy me
So much for obvious flattery
Had to be sad to see family suffering
Happily slashing 'til throats open sputtering

Lower than guts on the floor laying dormant
Lower than moss on the corpse of a forest
Lower than hell to exist for the torment
We the lowest that low gets

Bitch, we the lowest that low gets
I been draining your corpse like an orange
The blade penetrate you like four inch
I fuck her face
She was Mormon
Bitch we the lowest that low gets
I been scrubbing this blood out the foreign
Boutta dip its like 4 in the morning
You can consider this your only warning
Do you wanna play a game?
It's called "How many bodies can I fit at the bottom of the lake?"
Have I ever been sane?
I been running with the devil ever since i learned to think and lost faith
When every day's the same
The hurt, the pain,
The church, the shame it don't change
So i cursed the light and chose the flame
The dark rage stoked what became
A life lived inside of a heart-shaped cage
I evicerate you fully like a sarlacc pit
and then I spread your severed body on the tarmac pitch
Leave you leaking like a faucet from the off-hand stitch
You said you wanted to be dead well mother fucker here it is
I don't give a fuck about a change of heart
I can't stop once I start fuckin tearing you apart
The way I flay and then display you is a work of art
Grind your body to a powder
Load it
Smoke it in a cart

[Sixthells]
We're the undertaker
Life just get so bitter
Me and CoaastGxd ripping you apart
Better hide your sisters
No manners yea we hopeless
Take a glance fuck grasping at your heart

Fuck a pussy bitch up
Can't stop killing
Gas to the dome
Might grip on the chrome
Your faith just dropped to the floor from the ceiling
Opposite of basic
Flashback acid
Life's distorted
Living Maverick
Fuck what they think
And I think they just average
Facing the facts that they can't achieve greatness
Envy the past then you wanna feel nothing

Only Warning

Only Warning w/ Sixthells [Prod. SXMPRA]

JASXN - 
https://open.spotify.com/artist/1M9OB1MLo6Z3Y1PmO8LyIy
https://www.youtube.com/channel/UC6voCtXl4HUWvNcoXqiWLVQ
https://www.instagram.com/jahsxn/

SH4RD - 
https://open.spotify.com/artist/1P1VNjf2kHACpXjGjXZH0D?si=FwuOIZHMTIujjZy5fX77eg
https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCfJK4e9EDJtnPdYKhsD6DLw?view_as=subscriber
https://www.instagram.com/sh4rdmusic/



[VERSE 1: JASXN]

See me crawling out the tomb with a bladed crescent
Scimitar leave incisions, let it teach a lesson 
I people willing to slip me some a-depressants
Foggy water, I see the bottom with luminescence  

Stuck in adolescence, my habits make me a martyr
Who's to say that killing people gets me farther?
I could poach a couple bitches, help the people that are smaller
'Till they roll up to my house with a draco and a sawed-off

And blow bitch

Got a crater in my ribs, thinkin twice about my choices
Never trust a bitch
Never really on my friend shit, you can suck a dick
Never play with my emotions, I'mma hit a lick on you

Why you thinkin' like a So-Flo? I don't get it
You can't claim a scene that you merely are a guest in
I unload a smith n wesson, where I'm aiming bitch I'm guessin'
Guess the miss will teach a lesson, get a fist full of aggression

Bitch I'm restless

[BRIDGE: JASXN]

When you see me, know I'm restless
When I roll up to your crib, I be restless
When I roll you in a ditch, I be restless
Motherfuckers they be knowin' I be restless

When you see me, know I'm restless
When I roll up to your crib, I be restless
When I roll you in a ditch, I be restless
Motherfuckers they be knowin' I be restless

[HOOK: JASXN]

MISSING BODIES IN THE COBBLESTONE
I DON'T EVEN FUCKING KNOW YOU, WHY YOU ON MY PHONE?
ASK FOR MONEY IN MY MENTIONS LIKE YOU NEED A LOAN
THEN YOU FUCKING WONDER WHY YOU FUCKING ALL ALONE

I'VE GOT NO FRIENDS
All those people you see with me are my family
YOU'VE GOT FAKE BANDS
Then you wonder why you livin' in a fantasy

[VERSE 2: SH4RD] 

Fuck off, just like everybody ever do
Fuck off, just like everbody ever wanted to

You had a headstart, heart stop
Never really cared none
Had nuff, off ya fuckin lies i getcha playin smart.
Weird stuff, that u prio fore yo fuckin boys love
Had enough of pussies talkin n treatin me like no one.

Never give a fuck about it? Never trusting anybody.
Now that everybody always fucked.

My wesson bleed em
Jasxn sees them
better start to run
My mask stays on
Now that fucker finna wrap up

[HOOK: JASXN] 

MISSING BODIES IN THE COBBLESTONE
I DON'T EVEN FUCKING KNOW YOU, WHY YOU ON MY PHONE?
ASK FOR MONEY IN MY MENTIONS LIKE YOU NEED A LOAN
THEN YOU FUCKING WONDER WHY YOU FUCKING ALL ALONE

I'VE GOT NO FRIENDS
All those people you see with me are my family
YOU'VE GOT FAKE BANDS
Then you wonder why you livin' in a fantasy

JASXN x SH4RD - RESTLESS

GO RUN UP THE HOMMIES SHIT @STEMODITY DP GANG 


FT. @STEMODITY
prod. @ISTASHA

LYRICS:
[stemodity]
crawling my way out of a place that stays veiled,
dripping with blood infused with the feeling of betrayal,
somebody's gotta win at the end of the deal,
turned over to the wolves who give a fuck how you feel,
there's ones who break their bones and scrape skin for their next meal,
we're ones to break phones and complain about chemtrails,
can't wash away the shame like blood on the staircase,
finding life a drag, nobody called it a fair race...

wishin for a ticket to get over the nightmare,
got you rotting in your mind, you turn around and it's right there,
leakin, bleedin, screamin, jumpscared by peripherals,
lil stevie can't seem to get a grip on the meaning of control,
sorry bout the sheets,didn't mean to get the blood soaked,
liquor won't wash away the sin but the floods will,
I don't got no problem finding out the vibes
inside the room im leavin soon to my tomb 'fore the doom ensues...

[BRUXISM]
Take Ls and tell tales, (tails),
I'll take heads,
two face(d) bitches with fake nails, and filler in their lips 
Yeah You talk shit, not gon' drink your flavor aid it's toxic,
Don't you look back, right on sight you'll turn to salt bitch,
Uh oh!
Uh oh!
Who's that? who's said what I say ain't sell?
Blowing up my phone like Ted Kazinski sending mail,
Night flyer, cryptic cryptid mystifter,
You can watch the shadows in your cave all you desire,
Scratching the itch, antihistamine,
Listen see, follow my words like scopolamine,
all you need know is not knowing's enough for me,
Others seek knowledge, acknowledgement,  sympathy,
I just kill in cold blood on some Gacy, Bundy, Dalmer shit, 
I am Bruxism's complete lack of humbleness
When the hunted turns hunter you'll learn the word plunder,
it burns, the church crumbles,
the hunchback of nothing,
So sick, I can barely speak, look into my eyes,
Pollution is online and Digital our time...

Border/Line Ft. Stemodity (prod. Istasha The Scrub)

Watch the track breakdown video here:


Back and forth you play the board
The score its yours
Suffer from the swelling
Chances are I'm dwelling on the past
Save the last dance
Never romance
No the buzz it won't last
Save the headache for the morning
What are you wanting from me
Calling me
Liquor's your problem I see
Wouldn't be sayin those 3
Under the influence
Back on your knees
All I'm tryna say is damn
You make it hard for me
Weaker than I'll ever be
A succubus suckin' out my soul its bliss

At first I was seeing potential
Now I'm regretting the day that I met you
Sippin' the bottle to try and forget you
Convinced in my mind that the devil he sent you
Caving in I call your phone and I hope that you're Pickin' up
Hate the fact you only wanna talk to me when you get drunk
Why do I like the abuse
Chemically physically mentally too
You strangled my heart inside of a noose
Yeah the liquor is not an excuse
It's three am and you're all alone
Had to much Tanqueray
Pickin' up your phone you see my name
I'm only one call away

A pretty lush
Pretty much
One more shot before we touch
Is that enough?
Enough's enough
If it's not lust
Then call my bluff
There's tension
Not to mention
I fucked up
But learned my lesson
Let it go
I'll count my blessings
Or rest In peace
With no possessions
Im weakened thinking
What's the meaning
In this game
I'm lost completely
Hot and cold
This empty feeling
If it's the end
Then kiss me sweetie

Just fade like the plague
Ima go missing
Don't worry
Your pestilence kill me
I'm drunk on it
You want me
You need me
You promised it
Calling me up at the height of the moon
Keep barking you a fool
A second more of my time
And I swear that I'll ghost
Who am I playing
I sweat when I see you approach
Not to mention I'm a head case
Just a little front to hide it on my best days
Now I'll never never know
What really was the best case scenario
You got my head fucked
Spiraled down into a black hole

Pretty Lush Feat. MVKO

Coffin Symphony feat Warlord Colossus prod KevThaKilla

@mvzi
@deathguardmob

cover art by: @fxckyoujamie

Imma make it to the top
I will give it all I got
Heard these rappers talking bluff
I stay ripping off their tongue
Wanna see my brothers up
I won’t stop till I’m a god
But I’m simply not enough
But I’m simply not enough  (x2)

I just want my momma to be proud of her own kid
She’s thinking that the devil has consumed him deep within
Maybe she’s not wrong, he’s a loser, living life in sin
Duo with the serpent in his mind, not regretting it

Maybe I’ve went numb, maybe I’m the one who’s gone insane 
I should up the RUGER, to my dome, blow my fucking brains
Baby I’m a crow, you don’t want me, that’s all I can say
Never been the guy that’s for you, wouldn’t want to bring you pain

First on my wishlist, death never miss it
Feeling like an nuisance now my middle name misfit
God will not miss this, tired of this sickness
I’ll be rotting in the soil where the sun can’t reach, I’m hidden

I’m too scared to talk about the feelings I’ve been hiding 
I wonder if I’m day dreaming, cause I’ve been feeling tired
Wish I never missed my chance cause she’s a fucking diamond
I’ve been stuck inside my mind, I can’t wait til that shits silent

Imma make it to the top
I will give it all I got
Heard these rappers talking bluff
I stay ripping off their tongue
Wanna see my brothers up
I won’t stop till I’m a god
But I’m simply not enough
But I’m simply not enough  (x2)

SPOTIFY

RISE UP (Prod. FALLEN)

What is it exactly? 

Lyrics:
couple steps forward watch u fuck around and back track 
couple steps back you ain't ever getting past that 
too high  now you losing like it's black jack 
stuck inside the past you ain't moving and it's fact facts 




pussy boy really wanna test that 
ar15 with a scope and its matte black 

get your fucking Body and your head snatched 
never in control now life feeling like a jetlag 


I can make a problem dissappear if it get spoke about
all these fucking dummies with their problems & their open mouths
never speaking much the only way I'm fucking moving out 
these pussies lose the goal & they ain't ever gonna get it now



now it's time to pay the fucking price 
you been a parasite 
you fall apart from in the seems you'll never seem to get it right 
surrounded by that ego 
caught up you ain't get a chance at life 
& you  ain't seem to notice yet  but pussy ima let it die

caged in this existence hearing wishes from a liars tongue 
what they really know about the itching till the morning come?
what they really know about the dirt that they aint ever done?
speak on shit in shelter and they pussy when the devil rung

JET LAGGED [PROD. TRULIFE]

Features: https://soundcloud.com/twentythree777
https://soundcloud.com/sulphofficial
Cover: https://www.instagram.com/osdbleach/

SAVE ME

SAVE ME FT TWENTYTHREE & SULPH

MVKO x KIDR - GOLDEN

No more lessons. Just one last thrust.
Saint Drip delivers the final climax. The pulse is deep, the breath is tight, and the body is wrecked. There are no more sermons — only afterglow.

Sermon Thirteen: Ritual Finish

We’re back... 

Tracked/Mixed/Mastered by @thornwallstudios 
Produced by @thornwallstudios 

Lyrics 

VERSE 1: Eidolon 

Been a long time but bitch I need mine 
Too many pressures pushin my spine 
Sing a sad song but look you aint die 
Butcher this beat my meat be mankind 
Chewin on bullets sippin on rye 
Too much now my liver ain’t right 
Came back a wolf I kill and you cry
Summoned back bitch we permanent night 

Spun around quick like your crosses 
Two sick for the mother fucking office 
You sit on a bed of fear and caution 
We’re on a mountain of mother fucking coffins 
It’s awesome 

Since I was a kid I knew that we was something special 
Mix a little bit of depression with a bit of heavy metal 
Add a pinch of some hip-hop mix in some deadbeat dads and then 
divine intervention that would off your fucking head 

Still go ape shit 
You hate it 
The coven still the greatest 
from shows in the basement 
To making a statement 
 
VERSE 2: Richmaiden

two cuts how’d I miss my vein 
so close but I’m so far away
way down to the coast line 
don’t give a fuck about a co-sign 
anybody wanna know why maiden be afraid to close his eyes?
I don’t wanna see the ghosts in my dreams 
nah ion wanna see a ghost when I wake up in the middle of the night again 
screaming and gripping tight onto anything I can feel or fear anything that I might have been 
I will never be no one 
I, the lone abondoned son 
I got willett in my cup you sipping on jameson
wanna be able to feel like i can pull myself together somehow 
wanna be able to rest my soul when the sun goes down 

I still hear you in my conscience 
you’re so far away...

PACT (prod. Thornwall)

LYRICS:

Verse 1: (tuMaggz)

I don’t tell these pussies shit cuz
Pussies talk a lot
I won’t pass a pussy shit if smoking
Woods still makes him cough
Don’t step foot on Gladstone
We protect the spot like Camelot 
All my Hellhounds down to scrap 
We swing em hard with all we got

Riding
To the spot we wylin
Hit a motherfucking cop he dying 
Hit a motherfuckers block while smiling 
Took a son from his mother she crying 
All of this shit ain’t tough talk 
Everybody hates a nigga no Chris Rock 
Everybody wanna see a nigga wrist locked up in some steel 
I ain’t talking bout no wrist watch

Yeah that boy might kill his parents but he ain’t gon kill me
Met a foreign bitch from Paris she gon get on both knees
Got a fresh pack boy you smoking on that old tree
With yo dusty musty crusty ass boy you ain’t no OG

Whole game fucked 
All you niggas got it criss cross
See you stunting on em 
Why you rocking all the Ross drip
Smoking on that wood tip 
Cheaper than a Cheese Nip
You be sucking dick
For a feature on some bullshit
Shooter with a full clip
Boy drop that pin
Got seven whole niggas like Sect finna send 
Straps can stay back handle this like some men
But we know you a coward so we gon roll in 

I don’t tell these pussies shit cuz
Pussies talk a lot
I won’t pass a pussy shit if smoking
Woods still makes him cough
Don’t step foot on Gladstone
We protect the spot like Camelot 
All my Hellhounds down to scrap 
We swing em hard with all we got

I don’t tell these pussies shit cuz
Pussies talk a lot
I won’t pass a pussy shit if smoking
Woods still makes him cough
Don’t step foot on Gladstone
We protect the spot like Camelot 
All my Hellhounds down to scrap 
We swing em hard with all we got
	
Verse 2: (Cardeairé)

We swing em hard with all we got
I knock a nigga out his socks
We pull up on him like we lightning leave his ass straight fuckin shocked, huh
Now he lookin at the sky, cause that bitch got fuckin dropped
Smokin good shit got me coughin 
Put him in a coffin and leave him to die
Bitch nigga run up on me then he must got a death wish 
Floppin around like a dyin fish
Rich nigga shit I’ll hit you with a fresh whip
Playin wit me and you dyin bitch 
Prayin to not see god and shit
Sayin you just want out of it 
And I’ll put you out yo misery 
The last thing you’ll fuckin see is me
Wit a smirk on my face 
I bet the shit that you said you wanna take back 
That’s not how it work in this place 
You just another fuckin homicide case
Homicide, suicide, genocide, I call that shit icin the cake 
They say Sect you don’t got a fuckin heart
Then I got a organ to take 
Then I got a organ to steal
Everything so fake to me so it ain’t hard to point out what’s real
I got bitches that pay for the bill
Them niggas go crazy yeah they go stupid when they be off of them pills
I put that pussy right in a coffin then I’m headed to the hills
Bitch

Coughin' (feat. Sect Unit)

Coughin' (feat. Cardeairé Latrelle)

Music Video : https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jAh5tvNLuyU
Music Video Shot by: @king.zabb

AK3K SOCIAL MEDIA: @BLUNTEDPHARAOH
NETUH SOCIAL MEDIA: @NETUHBEATS

EXODIA (PROD. NETUH) *VIDEO IN DESC

LYRICS


MVKO

Black suit and a black mask bitch here to cause problems not here to fight crime, hoooh, 
You don't wanna see what's in my backpack give a veteran flashbacks leave a body outlined,
Walk barefoot through a field full of land mines rounds in the clip that will eat your whole bloodline hungry for the money bout to cut the whole lunch line got models takin lines to the face thats a punch line,

Feel like agent all my Doors need an eye scan,
Feelin paranoid Keep 2 clips on the nightstand, 
Sick of everybody always thinkin im a nice man,
I'll rob your money buy a plane and fly to Thailand, 

Been up for days,
Get the fuck out my face,
Your bitch hit my line she slide to my place,
We Know you can't hang,
So Come meet your fate,
One hit from the blunt make you fly into space,

Rounds from the choppa leave you lookin like spongebob, 
Hell dog cartel cuttin bricks with a bonesaw,
Pistol on hip Arthur Morgan im an outlaw,
Got a problem im a doctor bout to make a house call,
Sliver like a snake severus, 
Bitch i lean when i bust, 
Headshot clean when I rush,
Tire screech kickin up dust,

Pull up to the bank,
When I walk inside that motha fucka everybody know my name,
We are not the same,
You ain't stand for nothing go seppuku motha fuckas watch you fall upon your blade, yuh 
Poison in the clip we gonna aim it at your head,
My Middle finger to the world dont give a fuck about a bitch,
Got a couple killas in the clique,
Better go and sew on up your lips Instead of fuckin talking shit, 

Mvko tha drako,
Stack up my bankroll, 
Lean in my faygo,
I'm getting fucked up,
Where did the day go,
Im out in Waco, 
Ima keep on pushin till i get my halo,

Stickin round the flame like a blacksmith,
Your bitch room smell like cat piss,
She move my dick around her lips like chapstick,
Givin her the dick then its back to the labyrinth,


JMATTSON 

Black shoes and a all black fit mothafuckas thinking they could fuck with JMattson 
classic 
Known to roll a blunt and never pass it 
wax hit put me in a mothafucking casket 
I’m on the move and I stay with a bad bitch
Pussy mothafucka catch a fat lip
Actin gonna get you caught up in the action 
talkin like you with the shit but silent when it happen whoa
Don’t call me your bro 
Stupid motherfucker why you coming back for mo?
Torture methods imma have to dig em up a hole and when I’m done with em the body unidentifiable 
Fuck out the way bitch 
I’m out the matrix 
suicidal thoughts 
but somehow I made it 
Run out the bank with 
uncounted payments
I’m a nice guy til I run out of patience 
Whipping in the honda bruh 
these bitches wanna follow us 
they tryna fuck and swallow nuts 
I’m headed to andromeda 
you talkin shit anonymous 
it doesn’t even bother us 
I turn up like the volume does
Bitch boy talking online think it’s fun til he find out I’m the wrong one 
Imma catch him lacking me and Mvko beat his ass until the mothafucking song done

Swiper No Swiping feat. JMattson (Prod. FALLEN)

MVKO

You dont wanna see whats in my trunk, yeah,
One wrong move youll end up in the dump, yeah,
Blunt NSYNC hit it bye bye bye,
Your bitch in my dm say slide slide slide,
What you gonna say when we pull up, Bitch,
You a bitch boy you full of, shit,
I remember way back way back you were hating the kid,
Now all you bump my music and you say that I'm the shit,

Window tint,
5 percent,
Fourty fives and Kevlar vests,
Whole gang nice we fresh like crest,
Whole game know that hellhounds next,
Rocket in our pocket call it Elon space x,
Bitch we blowin up its time to face facts,
Pussy back down as soon as they pressed,
They won't run their mouth with 2 to their chest,

Im Better off alone,
Cemetery my new home,
Yall some clones,
To many motha fuckas tryna be your influence instead of making it your own,

Run up on me im ready,
Fracture your skull my fist to heavy,
Hole in your head my aim to steady,
Fuckin with the gang can prove to be deadly, bitch


WITCHOUSE 40K 
Comin from the trenches
Looking like a witch,
I’m an animal
Two cups, Double Glocks, And some adderall
Piped up wita gang, now yo gang
in abyss
Imma press em into print like a
 catalog
Cannibal, Always got a mask like I’m hannibal
I give no fucks when you throw up yo set
AK with tumaggz it cocked at your head
And I pullup to shows while you showin up dead
Blech
...fuck that bitch
Shawty gimme soul when you suck that dick
Aye yuh
Run that shit
Run up on a bag, Like I run this bitch
Gon run that shipment through yo mistress
Leave em sleepin wit the fishes,
Im the suspect you a witness,
I’m the sickness of yo visions
I been
I been seeing past all the fakes
Okay
I been gaining mad sin the bank
Okay
Pullup all gas, no brakes
Venom in the face, Wita chain fulla fans
I
Spit on yo consciousness, flippin yo confidence, I want to soul and I’m leavein em bodless
Taking yo oxygen,
All of it
I want
I’m in yo head and I feel like a colonist
Red dot On his nose, He looking Rudolph
I Rip the pockets I ain’t take the medula
Shawty suck me snake me up like Medusa
I fuck dat bish, and then I pass her to uber
Blechhhh
Smoke em like a bag
Now he elevating
I be liftin the bag
Like a heavyweight
Im wit my hellhound , we come from cages
Now we roam in the lands bouta desomate

King feat. Witchouse 40k [prod. Ghostie]

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