EVILMINDZ

Lava x Djsb129 - TURNIN (PROD. DJ$B)

@virtue3000

Type ah shit that makes me sick 
Fell in love with it 
Never been depressed shit 
I just tell it how it is
(Man They been) pressin on the kid
Hadda get em lit
Hadda break a bitch 
Cuz I ain’t breaking for nothin I told em

Woah, woah, woah, woah,
Woah, woah, woah, woah
Woah, woah, woah, woah,
Woah, woah, woah, woah

Man it took a couple days but man I finally took my shot
I swear it’s worth the pain I gotta give it all I got I told em

Woah, woah, woah, woah
Woah, woah, woah, woah
 
Luck is what you make it son 
I always got the placement 
Even took a loss I faced it
Pick my teeth up of the pavement
Only bread that I been chasing 
Anything to get the payment 
Gettin tired of being patient 
Tryna tell my moms we made it 

Fuck do y’all got goin on 
A big excuse yall choking on 
Way too much that I’ve withdrawn 
I spent it all at Lou Vuitton 
I’m fuckin off I’m movin on 
I’m cuttin off that stupid broad
It’s gettin hot no hittin pause 
They switchin up don’t need no squad

Now ooh 😏 Ah 😳 Thought that I was done
Wanted love, got none. Ain’t doin this for fun, alright 
Now ooh 😏 Ah 😳 Can’t be givin no fuck 
Wanted trust, got none. Get me that bentley truck ok

Type ah shit that makes me sick 
Fell in love with it 
Never been depressed shit 
I just tell it how it is
(Man They been) pressin on the kid
Hadda get em lit
Hadda break a bitch 
Cuz I ain’t breaking for nothin I told em

Woah, woah, woah, woah,
Woah, woah, woah, woah
Woah, woah, woah, woah,
Woah, woah, woah, woah

Produced by me and cbear

nothing

[Bridge: Lil Blue August]

Like what the fuck
I swear these niggas got me fucked up dont wanna get buck
They steady talkin on my partners you can try yo luck
Takin risks might get you fucked up we runnin customs
You wanna ride you gotta give up somtheing 

[Chorus: Lil Blue August]

Like what the fuck (x8)
Get buck 
Get buck
Get buck
Get buck
What the fuck (x4)

[Verse 1: Lil Blue August]
What do I talk about like?
I guess what I think about
My people they been skulkin round like
Feel like it's over now
Gotta keep lookin over my shoulder now like
Just don't make sense like how 
These chains around my neck, I'm howling inside and I can't get out

I'm finna act up 
The way these niggas movin made me wish I was strapped up
I left my piece at home but thanks for askin don't get clapped up
Bitch I don't got the time but I still walk like the commander
I'll put you in my planner

No hard feelings I stack it to the ceiling
Regardless I'm heartless I divvy out them charges
Stubborn to a fall, take that damage disregard it
So please don't get me started 
Cause I will go retarded

Wait switch it up
I spill all my sauce and she lick it up
Ew stick wit us and we might turn yo problems to angel dust
Wait pour it up, I can't see the bottom of this double cup
Got me fuckin stuck pull up to the function I blow it up
Bitch

[Chorus: Lil Blue August]

Like what the fuck (x8)
Get buck 
Get buck
Get buck
Get buck
What the fuck (x4)

Fire And Forget (Prod. Sasha's Dying)

Bitch I feel like evil pimp because I worship devil shyt 
I don't even fuck with none of ya because yall so irrelevant 
Talkin tough on their songs but in person they so delicate 
Just a dead skeleton mane on his own feeling desolate 

All I need is my guns by side to feel at peace 
From the dirt roads no I don't even come from the streets 
But don't get me wrong its crazy here so I gotta keep my piece 


Sadness increase & happiness decrease 
Leave them all dead leave them all deceased 
Anxiety, I can't breathe bitch 
Look him in the eyes watch all life leave 
Lifeless as dawg best believe 

Now their fam wondering where he is 
Sometimes I pray to god to forgive 
But I just end up cutting my wrist 
No I don't want to exist 
Can't feel the void
With happiness 

Pussy motha fuckas scared to go toe to toe with Skelton 
Shit I wouldnt too because I'm an evil mane 
Hallow tips shootin at ya team shootin at yo brain 
I told ya we differ no pussy we ain't the same 

Best believe when I die I'll resurrect from the dead 
No you cannot lay skeleton mane to rest 
Cause this lead gon shoot you in yo chest 
But I'd rather shoot ya with the slugs instead 

Let this ar15 spray and let them all drop dead 
Get buck, get fucked I just kill all yo friends 
Dirty slut, dirty bitch I am the real man
How many kills will it take until you pussyboys understand 
No I won't feel sorry pussy boy no I won't make amends 

Get bucked all you pussyboys suck 
Get fucked all you pussyboys suck

BUCKED PROD. EVILMY$TIC

OFFICIAL MUSIC VIDEO OUT NOW!!

YOUTUBE - https://youtu.be/zO-U4mgWKws?si=Uhb78J3KHk8ro1xz

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FEATURING
KUSHKOSTA
ILLUSIONLUNA
WYNTER
$OLUMDOLOR
SVBROSO

PRODUCED BY NFTR 

817 MADHOUSE RECORDS x FOREVER SACRED

COVER ART BY 404PARKER

LYRICS

- WYNTER -

Bitch i came to drop shit off, all you opps cant talk
all black in whip, say he saw a halo, send his ass to da sky for a dollar mayne
pop em in his collar you aint never a shot caller dang gotta bankroll
withdraws in a spot where ya cant go
been beefin wit me over same hoes
i got cuttas on me better lay low
stay a hunnid degree still i stay cold
all my brothers we me we gone stay gold
hit yo ass in the neck spend some pesos
if you fall out wit me bet i aim for any problem, bitch

- ILLUSIONLUNA -

madhouse the set till the mothafuckin death of me
shoot out his knees now he crawl like a centipede 
i hit it once mane i fucked on the face 
then i passed it to bro and left without trace 
talking that talk pussy boy catch a stray 
hunnid round drum leave em dead on displace
heard act tuff but he run from the fade 
dump out the mag lay em down where he lay 
like cosmo and wanda 
i’m not with the drama 
i lay that boy down 
if he talk bout my prada
i feel like osama
i spot em and bomb em 
got shooters on go
if he not bout them dollars

- $OLUMDOLOR -

young boy livin like he bouta blow 
6 lines in the cup moving hella slow 
9 tucked in the cloak i might let it go 
smoke indo resin all over my fuckin clothes 
who gon step up?
madhouse and sacred taking over 
bitch don’t feel like you got luck 
i ran like 10 cirlcles around you punks 
step on that pussy boy like he some gum 
wait 
speak wit yo chest you lil chump 
i’m gon take everything needed 
and ride round this bitch like i don’t give a fuck
got problems i pop the truck pull out the pump
what

- KUSHKOSTA -

Coming straight outta the underground
Smoking a blunt I can’t be found
Up in the sky just chillin on the clouds
Serving the fiends up in funky town
Murking these pussies
Im smoking on cookies
Yo team full of rookies, I can’t pass this blunt
I need all my money I dont do no fronts
Feeling like bone on the 1st of the month
Madhouse we killing bitch this ain’t no stunt
Got solum with us and we getting so buck
Whole melts in my body got me feeling stuck
I need me a drank someone po’ up some tuss
Got solum with us and we getting so buck
Whole melts in my body got me feeling stuck
I need me a drank someone po’ me a tuss
I need me a drank someone po’ me a tuss

- SVBROSO -

Lookin for lighters, Got like 30 sum
All over my dresser , that’s backwards livun
I grab my tray then roll it up, i light it then I

Take a hit “oh shiiit”
I can’t feel my muthafuckin lungs

I been hidin my problems inside of this blunt
Goin mad n my house  
Smell like skunk
I been lookin for reasons to cope with my mind 
But these things lead me back to them runts
So it’s fuck everything , everyone, anyone that’s got problems
Let’s go & solve umm
Just like 
FE FI FO FUM
That choppa gon make you ass run
YOU DONT WANT NO PROB-LUMS
Dead body get found in tha funk
ITS FOREVA SACRED
madhouse muerte somos some punks
I DONT GIVE NO FUCKS BITCH
Im in hell where Im dwellin , fuck!

817MADHOUSE - HOUSE OF THE SACRED ft. $OLUMDOLOR x SVBROSO (PROD. NFTR)

hearing sounds 

in the middle in the of the night 
i can hear the reaper calling
hear the devil say my name 
echo through the walls and
everytime i try to sleep
they say the same thing 
tryna take my soul
mane why don’t they let me be
shit i knew damn well
shouldn’t have fucked around with that shi
now i’m sitting, tripping 
end up caught up in the mix
evil shit going down
ritualistic demons creep my fucking head
seeing triple 6 shit

i guess the only option 
is to blow my damn top
always seeing shadows
in my room when i spark
full moon on the brink
now i think i’m boutta crack
find me in the closet
with my damn neck snapped
shoulda went to jesus
prolly could’ve saved my soul
now it’s too late 
damn deals been closed
never was religious
so i never could foresee
my entering of hell
satan bowing down to me

leaving 1st degree burns on a mothafucka 
mane
hot enough to melt hell, put them boys to a flame
evil than a mothafucka call me EVIL MY$TIC mane
if you fucking with my shit i put a bullet in the brain
ima southwest soldier, i already told ya
creeping out the 505, pump on my shoulder
they ain’t bout that evil, mane these mothafuckas scared
man i see the devil when i look into the mirror

666, can’t escape from this hell
shouldn’t have sold my soul
now this evil will prevail
mane it lives inside my head
waiting like a spell 
come and kill anyone 
falling down that well
not long til it takes over 
your whole town 
evil will begin to lurk 
hear it through this sound
bumping on yo speakers 
is a damn ritual 
RO$ETTA tryna hypnotize 
taking over souls

a moment of relief

LAVA + BLOODSCAR - OG$K EP (Prod. Sytruz + DJSB129)

[Verse 1: Sasha's Dying]
No bitch i cant sleep Lil Sasha weak inside his bed
Bitch on bro dis shi get scary hoe I'm strapped up stacking bread
I cant fall it's one for all this arp gon break his legs
Thirteen bitch I'm at the top n I won't drop until I'm dead

[Verse 2: Lil Dark September]
Yeah hoe
What the fuck be going through your head bro
I don’t know
I be going ghost I never see a soul
Let me be bitch stomp yo feet
Don’t you speak you lie through teeth
Honestly hop off my meat i don’t give fucks I want my peace

[Verse 3: Remy Bux]
where is buxo, where he be?dreaming off that chronic
toking potent plus that tonic i been floating towards them commas
they fake shit, you could try an
but i see between them lines
my ring between yo eyes
and my face behind disguise

[Verse 4: Sasha's Dying]
Feelin my chest so I know my heart pumping
Lately October don't feel alive
Bitch I feel sick but I roll up I don't do no hold up im smokin until im fried
Feel like im stella my pole takin care of u niggas
No I ain't scared of u niggas
Sorrow not folding we coming prepared lil nigga
U better have yo share lil nigga

[Verse 5: Lil Dark September]
Why the fuck would I care bout where you go
Don’t come round when the bands get Bigga
Wont shit change I’m still that nigga
Way too fried za pack my system
They come back like damn I missed him
Woah
They dont know no better they think that I’m miserable
I’m just cynical

[Verse 6: Remy Bux]
don’t speak with vitriol cause that shit make me blue
for sure stomping with my troop i get to kickin shit it’s true
you blew it
i just got a check view my accounts just to make sure i got that bread
rack my brain and head till i rather be dead, bro

Missing U Rn (Prod. Sasha's Dying)

I Know What They Want

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Fire And Forget (Prod. Sasha's Dying)

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