october (feat. akoge) prod downfalls

Darkest hour

PLATINUM TOMB. EXPENSIVE BURIAL. PRESERVED IN PRECIOUS METAL. This track is the anthem for the eternal flex. A high-tech, industrial trap banger that rejects the organic decay of traditional graves. With a flow as hard as titanium and a beat that sounds like hydraulics crushing bone, we set the standard for the afterlife. You rot in pine; we sleep in platinum. The difference is clear.
#DarkTrap #Horrorcore #ShadowRap #UndergroundHipHop #Phonk #IndustrialTrap #Sesh #BonesTypeBeat #Switchblade #Distorted #Explicit 


PLATINUM TOMB

DRENCHED IN BLOOD (prod. yzuva)

"They won't even let us die." ~At Site-46

[Verse 1: The Flood]
You pussy niggas tryna flex inside my lane
Step a-fucking-side before I scrape up the remains
Pick a fucking pocket, pick a lock just for a pistol
Make myself the fucking victim you can find with the sinners and the quitters ay,
Look into my fucking eyes and u can see the demon shine
Bitch it was all by design
Before i signed up on the line
I snorted up another line
I saw the future off a dime
Another life taken by crime
It was all a dream

All I know is that the truth is best untold
I feel like Alduin restart the whole world
I know u hate bitch I myself more
I pop a pillie let me fade into the void

[Verse 2: The Flood]
Grab my gat, i won't fold
Leaving yo body, in the cold 
Up in a trench where it don't snow
Cause Lucifer will take your soul
To? I don't know
Leave me the fuck alone
Rather spend my days inside my room taking these drugs until I choke hoe

But I wont go home
I gotta go and get the shovel out my trunk
To bury the remains of all yo guts 
I'm feeling sick I might get slumped 
I dont know who the fuck that was
I got the devil in my gun
Because shoot that shit for fun

Remember When Day Broke? (prod. luka burr)

Lyric AMV: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=U8dvTnerz-o

"if you're not remembered then you never existed."

[Verse: Lil Red October]
Red October out here fuckin killin' his nose
The smoke is pouring out his lungs, the crack is all on his clothes
The barcode all upon his wrist
The blood it drops and it glows
That nigga think he sonnin' shit, I grab my blade for the riposte 
Grabbin on my fuckin gat cuz the blade wont swing
Post mortem, bullet shells cuz that boys decayed 
Feel like Revy with the K
Triple Six Demon I got his damn mark on my name
Maschenny my bitch and my pain
My pain is these drugs and these drugs are still keeping me sane
Grabbing my heart like a crane
Shedding emotions like layers they etched in my brain

Azathoth (prod. Becca)

Sirens (prod. CLDR)

"You've been met with a terrible fate, haven't you?"

Chopped, Screwed and Glitched by The Flood/Lil Red October

This is my first attempt at trying to chop and screw a song and put my touch on it so it's different. Us as a group came up with the idea to make a somewhat techno/glitchy feel to the track. I just kinda put my own little October touch on it ig. Made me feel nostalgic, love yall and hope you guys like it <3.  ~Purely Blue

As usual here are the lyrics:

[Verse 1: Lil Dark September]
The street is where they bled they met the Angel of Death
The heated bullets made of lead the blade is drippin bruh
I keep the choppa in the corner and that clip by my bed
These dumb ass niggas think it's sweet well pussy boy you mislead
I think it's funny when these niggas think they know me they don't
This girl said that she would just "love me" knowing damn well she wont
Now get the fuck out my face
I leave the masses amazed
And if these niggas keep on talking put them boys in their place

Maybe there's a casket, basket
Leave him in the past tense
If a nigga keep on talkin we gon' pull up with with da ratchet
Have it crashing
Bitch i'm blasting reaction
Ain't no asking, bitch I'm the captain i'm maskin
With a passion, livin lavish
Stay in top form with no muthafuckin baggage uh

[Verse 2: Lil Blue August]
It's like i can't write no more songs i'm busy writing my wrongs
One Winged Angel sings his songs so misery's prolonged
The feeling never been so strong the med he got me so gone
While I continue to be slave lay in my grave until dawn
Wait, long as I live I won't be done just know we ready to hunt
These niggas talkin tough but won't buck up get ashed like a blunt
We in a war but I'm a merc I got no-one to confront
He sending shots I ain't concerned cause that nigga my son

I'm at this party feelin lonely saw this shorty she approached me with the

Cup full of lean and some percocets
Bitch don't think for a second i'm taking those I won't
I won't think about a nigga a second too long
They won't pull up on a nigga my blade is drawn
Yall been trippin on a nigga for way too long
Yall keep fuckin with me maybe a demon spawns

Bitch don't call my phone just leave me alone
I'm in my shadow heading home
I wanna swallow acid to retain my soul from the unknown
But they don't know how much i've grown
All my mistakes i've leaned to own
I sit atop my lonely throne
And shake the skies with baritones

Angel Of Death [Glitched and Fucked]

"To see yourself as anything but what you truly are will lead you down sorrow's road, unprepared for the consequence of your salvation. Once an understanding is met, and the self is purified in the knowledge of its truth, the cage is set to be unbound. Know thyself in honest ways, or falter in light of your truest self."

[Verse 1: Lil Dark September]
I'm the wizard, that nigga nigga
Keep bussin triggas
Cuttin up, she was a sinner
Ate her for dinner
What the fuck you think you sayin?
You think i'm playin?
You gettin sick yo crucifix is steady restin on yo lips
I grab the grip and i'm reppin the set
You was ditchin the niggas keep talkin that shit
You go dumb fooly for hoes you a fool 
You know u get hickory smoked by the bitch
I said what's up
I'm pullin up 
I'm goin nuts
Where the fuck do you think you goin you done ran enough
Aye

[Verse 2: Lil Blue August]
See the run rise
I don't wanna go outside, got Tanjiro in my eyes
That blade on my hip got my eyes on the prize
And i'm running through hell somehow freezing inside
Got a new emo bitch, pussy on chemo shit
Slicing her wrist cause she dead on some Hidan shit
I don't want feeling bitch, love ain't my dream no bitch
Gun to my head I'm releasing the steam lil bitch

Bat up in my hand, I'm swinging till I hear cries 
Lil September by my side, we got no fear we dead inside
I might fall into manic episode that's alright
I feel like Sakura I'm bout to kill yo ass, break yo spine

Zero-Two (prod. bezzik)

scripted like i got a saw ❤

lyrics: https://genius.com/Oh-gasm-cuttin-back-lyrics

@youngmindtrip
@deadcypherrec

cuttin' back ft. youngmindtrip (prod. oh gasm!)

feat. https://soundcloud.com/scriptzrap

prod. https://soundcloud.com/tokkizbeats + https://soundcloud.com/ripvxnn

mixed by me, ttyl, and RIPVANN

Lyrics

verse 1: youngmindtrip
one track minded
I stay blinded 
my goons mobbin, yeah we boutta start a riot
250, 495, DCR the set we ain’t goin out quiet
mindtrip toxic
mindtrip neurotic 
he’ll end up in a grave when he run outta options
yeah I’m nothing but a corpse laying in the ground rotting
I ain’t worth shit, got a body fulla toxins 
hit em with the choppa make em do the fuckin dougie
yeah he talkin all that shit, but pussy boy you cannot touch me
hit my man noeblee, got some money to make
yo-youngmindtrip stay equipped with the blade
two glocks on my side 
know the gang gon ride
when the glizzy pop pop know the pigs gon die
two glocks on my side 
know the gang gon ride
when the glizzy pop pop know the pigs gon die

verse 2: scriptz

stream

RIOT! FT. SCRIPTZ [PROD. TTYL + RIPVANN]

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