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DEMON SQUAD FEAT. FILTHYWAYZ & NOVISION PROD. DESTROY PLUTO

Track 2 of SMILE RED DEVIL
Vocals by @gullyspit and @jaealaska
Production by gullyspit

Verse 1: @jaealaska
I get to stuttering 
Spit like a silencer 
Get like 300 because they so popular 
Jay to the face then depart to andromeda 
Everything round me like homina homina 
Fuck your lil infantry 
Fuck where that piggy be
All of this pack getting smoked like it’s hickory 
Back at the crib where I left any sympathy 
Watch how I put it together like symphony 
Get you addicted to every prescription 
Handing you death with a blurrier vision 
The mission got plenty of issues I promise just listen 
Ain’t nobody telling the truth
But they not awake 
Brain on a platter get scrambling like I don’t already have enough room on my plate 
Smoke rolling off of her lips like some foam from that animal face

Chorus: @gullsypit
hit em with that
knock knock at the door
knock knocked to the face
sun tzu with the war
Helen with the heavy weapon 
can’t hear whatever they say 
they ain’t really with the struggle 
we ain’t coming here to play
terror when they say obey 
we those guerrillas 
we come from the jungle
we on that animal face 

Verse 2: @gullyspit
rat race in the gutter
smoking right from the rubber 
wrong move you gon suffer 
big gun to a runner
strung up undercover 
feds wanna know what happened
spitting at em for the culture 
spitting at em in the crowd 
they think I’m pretty
they want me inside of they mouth 
worship they really devout 
I’m really not playing those dumbass lil juvenile games 
i just want you log on and come see all my content so I can be something you hate 
I’m smoking batch till my blackened lil lungs get to bleeding 
I’m coughing right into the grave 
she said she fw with my music od
so i told her to please come and sit on my face

Chorus x2

Animal Face w/ Jae Alaska

Prod @wizurd , @gullyspit & scizzy
mix/master lord gasp
_________

I carry y’all on my back
Lemme summon a fuck ima give to you rats 
Did you forget bout your dad
Twenty something yet so many born from my sack

Ok i’m in 
Piling up the bodies
The breeze cold 
Send me shivers, let the pinnacle freeze
Ok i’m in
I just got a edgy degree, rapping bout some fantasies
Like killing a priest

Rip the nerves out of his shell
Eviscerate a bitch
Pull up , whip a pistol 
Raise your tone, you go down 
Don’t peep behind yo back
I be disemboweling victims
Pull up with a missile, blow ur town 
Fuck these clown bitches

iI carry y’all on my back
Lemme summon a fuck ima give to you rats
God i can’t relax
Stuck till the world collapse

Keep a blade down in my ksubis why my pants hang low
Pipe down stupid mortal or your ass get folded 
With eyes made for agonizing, i’m slicing the inner thigh 
Why you looking white, lemme end your life
Stains the color ruby on my all black clothes
Brain splatters like in movies ima crush them bones
With eyes made for agonizing, i’m slicing the inner thigh 
Why you looking white, lemme end your life

Bear a hole deep in the torso
Tiptoe on a thin rope
Searching for a feeling, can’t let go the damn dope
Penrose stairs, walking my rickies on ten toes
Still feeling dizzy, but fuck it im free like femto

Ok i’m in 
Piling up the bodies
The breeze cold 
Send me shivers, let the pinnacle freeze
Ok im in
I just got a edgy degree, rapping bout some fantasies
Like killing a priest
Ok i’m in 
Ok i’m in 
Ok i’m in

Gooey

BLOOD CREEK W/ NIKKO X DAEGHO (PROD. DABEAST)

shit gets weird

ft.
https://soundcloud.com/fenrirprod
https://soundcloud.com/kill_dyll

prod.
https://soundcloud.com/akvri
https://soundcloud.com/backoffjames

art.
https://soundcloud.com/c3of

lyrics:
Head smashed on the concrete 
Red casing 
I cant feel my own heartbeat 
Lead Tracing 
Its a blood pact 
Got a fat stack 
Imma run it back like its mad max

waste of my time like a disney land ride
paint my car with a hundred little spots
face full of guilt let the running man rot
paint my walls with a hundred little clots

i take a look around the place
you just a slug in aerospace
another head inside my database
you write yo lines in uppercase
a faggot on the internet
i swear to god he's intimate
can barely list the alphabet
and they're you're biggest silhouette

my entire body's itching
im loosing all my feeling
my mental's going missing
and everyone's against me
saddle bout a midi once the philli boy roll
sadness on her grin once a face won't roll
never find a pie but the bitch find gold
tickle that body wit another one sold

Coven ft. Fenrir & Kill Dyll (prod. akvri & killjames)

MOLLYWALK Feat. XELISHURT & DELIRIUM (prod.BL8DEZ)

Pull Rank

prod. grayskies x rose
background vox @sydcxx

[ https://li.sten.to/philosophyofaknife ]

lyrics:
Walk round
Steady posted with the AR
Glock 9 thumpin
Sendin fuckers to the graveyard 
Hellbound 
Finna rush em with the ACOG
Hunnid round drummin 
Get to cuttin with the blade drawn 
Hey
Catch me flowin with the waveforms 
Fall back, fucker
It ain’t nothin left to say to em
Blood drippin
Let em fall by the bayside 
Runnin down and gut a motherfucker just to take mine 

K, catch me posted on your block huh
Toasted from that za
With that dope up in my sock 
.40 in my glock, reloadin
Runnin from the cops huh 
Runnin from the cops 
Runnin from the cops 
Runnin from the cops 
Runnin from the-

Hair down 
Let it fall when the breeze come 
Why she only wanna come around when she need sumn?
Bogged down from clouds 
I don’t need sun 
How she put it on me got me drowned
I don’t need trust
Ay
Write the code
Watch em freeze up
Long sigh, deep breath
Hoping just to re-up 
From my soul, out the cold
Ima rerun 
Not a sound from the crowd when the heat come

Philosophy of a Knife

official music video

prod. @michaellinkbeats , @nimbus2k & me

Mixed by Lord Gasp

______________

LYRICS

this in my blood
this in my blood
this in my blood, shit
i do feel cooked
i did get cooked
my wrinkles roasted

im dry as fuck
i cant give much
i keep distortin shit

the story’s stuck, i can’t move past
i cant move past it 

True say, im bout to blow shit, hussein
cuz who said i couldnt flip script, fuck the world, give a new sway
doomsday, huh, never too far from a noose hanging
new days, i see the world through a new lens

and my shit packs a punch 
breakin chins with those joints
Pretty bitch wanna join
I aint got time i got hits to deploy

No serotonin keep movin on low
pushing my rotten body till it molds
thats a battle with my ego it goes 
And it goes and it goes and it goes

I lost my footing
falling backwards in the pit i’ve dugged
my head like pudding, pounding so hard i have to beat that noggin
but he kept on joggin till he sprints to the powder keg, to the hot bed
You could hide but in vain, like you stepped on a knife and you leaving a blood trail

buggin the boss
You’ll meet with a god
True maker of makers
I’m oozing the blisters
You sippin life from

Gargle with blood
I’m hating your guts
I’m hating the way y’all be livin
just fill me with rage and disgust

Gargle with blood
I’m hating your guts

this in my blood
this in my blood
this in my blood, shit
i do feel cooked
i did get cooked
my wrinkles roasted

im dry as fuck
i cant give much
i keep distortin shit
the story’s stuck, i can’t move past
i cant move past it

Blisters

A 22 Wolf and Sinizter Collaboration
Prod. by LXNTIL

FOLLOW 22 WOLF
Instagram: www.instagram.com/its22wolf
Facebook: www.facebook.com/its22wolf
TikTok: www.tiktok.com/@its22wolf
Threads: https://www.threads.net/@its22wolf
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LYRICS
I’m takin' souls bitch, I’m feelin' like I’m Shang Tsung
No Mortal Kombat, but we fightin' in the Sanctum
I’m ‘bout to show you what your nightmares really made from
Demon out the pit and Hell is where I came from

I’m swingin' swords like I was Kenshin bitch, I be the killa
I’m paper chasin' in the Bay, you know I get the skrilla
11 Bravo bitch, I’m bangin’ burnin' down yo villa
ACOG scope up on his head, I’m shootin' with precision

Keep them all asking questions, if they get mad then let 'em 
The crazy shit they mention if you just sit back and listen 
Stay focused on the mission, let 'em do their bitchin’
And let the ones who see you speak up for your own existence 
Keep all them talking, some are below  me, they’re squawking 
I’m standing too tall while walking, I don’t stand for nothing 
Most see with high praise, see what it is that I’m offering  
So sit back and listen cuz shit is real up and poppin’ 
I will grab your soul and make you see what’s hard to watch
Embodiment of fucking real and feel, in this cold world, I am hot 
So break a sweat, I don’t neglect what everyone forgot
And if you’re on that level rep your shit, go and let it flaunt 

I’m takin' souls bitch, I’m feelin' like I’m Shang Tsung
No Mortal Kombat, but we fightin' in the Sanctum
I’m ‘bout to show you what your nightmares really made from
Demon out the pit and Hell is where I came from

I’m swingin' swords like I was Kenshin bitch, I be the killa
I’m paper chasin' in the Bay, you know I get the skrilla
11 Bravo bitch, I’m bangin’ burnin' down yo villa
ACOG scope up on his head, I’m shootin' with precision

SOUL SNATCHERS

brown eyes*

RED LiPSTiCK | Baby Gos x NAMES NOT ANDY

with @JaeAlaska

Prod @Gullyspit

Lyrics soon

Hotkeys w/ Jae Alaska

Mouth

prod @nimbustwokay , @sulferdubstep and Lord Gasp
rec/mix by Lord Gasp


STREAM EVERYWHERE -> idm.fm/youdontwanna


LYRICS 

You don’t wanna
Ive peeled off this shit just to see
whats hiding unda
ive been on my shit for a minute but they nod on it
You thought i gone mad, it was only tip
i was toe deep now i’m whole dick into this pit

wanna

My knees click when i walk
My back pop when i walk
You don’t wanna
Tusks dirty i got black over white gold
Its all bout the inside, trust i’m a good soul


Popped bro like herniated disks
had to lock the bag in, i leaned on this shit
Bitch suck like a teen on a zin
no team, solo man on a mission 

No wonder i’m so crippled any hoe would set you for some dough
And i’ve stopped saying bro cuz when they switch on you miss on the old
And whatever y’all post makes me vomit violently
they couldn’t stand i’m different 
bitch try to muzzle me 


You don’t wanna
You don’t wanna
You don’t wanna
You don’t wanna  
You don’t wanna
y-y-y-you


You dont wanna see the odd boys do a mess
yo brain up on your fleece, the piece up in his hand
You ain’t gonna beat the odds boy do the maths
You don’t wanna  
You don’t wanna
y-y-y-you 


hard headed 
cold and distant
you don’t wanna 
you don’t wanna fuck with a twisted
ima make the back of your head meet your ass
if you yappin through your teeth then your toe gonn’ get a tag
I got her on my line she said DNA is gas
You wonder where she been, she was proly with the gasp
then i turnt into a casper, yeyeye
never hit her back but i guess i made her back hurt


Popped her like herniated disks
had to lock the bag in i leaned on this shit
Bitch suck like a teen on a zin
No team, solo man on a mission 

You don’t wanna
You don’t wanna
You don’t wanna
You don’t wanna  
You don’t wanna

You don’t wanna
You don’t wanna
You don’t wanna
You don’t wanna  
You don’t wanna

shock advised

You don't wanna

First collaboration between Istasha and me.

STREAM EVERYWHERE -> idm.fm/byracka

prod Istasha, Nimbustwokay, Lord Gasp
Mix master by Lord Gasp
Artwork by Istasha, Buvard, Lord Gasp

LYRICS 

Lord gasp intro:

Self starvation
Alleviate my pain
Im roller coasting
Kiss death with my two eyes closed
A bad bitch with a lethal dose
cradled by jaw clenching
Carefully salting the wounds
now does it sound drastic
Preferring me over you
Can’t be surprised its crashing
there was more signs in the sky pointing out 
than there’ll ever be bird wings

Istasha verse  :

Cyclic
Mind splat when the vice hits 
Intact thought sat where the sky sit
Cyclic, cut, scythe click
Let the metal hit  the grass 
And Despite this 
What i want 
What I’m on
Reap, eat, die 
Crescent get it done 
What I want 
What I’m on 
Two sides of a coin in a pond 
De sat; White clip
Fuckin with the Wiring 
Cut it, need a second of action don’t need a 
Sidekick 
Blackout, Sight dip 
Automate entirely 
A tired light, uncertain on principle 
Like twice slit 
What I want 
What I’m on 
Sow my feet down deep then I 
Can keep calm 
What I want 
What I’m on 
that purge my being on the spot type shit

Lord Gasp verse:
Sorry i fuck it up issa classic
Tired of soaking up in my acid
Calamity tightly sewn in my fabric
Burnt out , drape all these bridges in my toxic sludge
Depravity tearing away my sense of trust
I rotted my psyche away, turnt into curdled pus
i gut- gutted my heart out for you maggot sluts
leeches, boggus, sever the scum

Lord Gasp bridge :
Cradled by jaw clenching
Carefully salting the wounds
now does it sound drastic
Preferring me over you
Can’t be surprised its crashing
there was more signs in the sky pointing out than there’ll ever be bird wings

Lord Gasp outro :
Rip my limbs
And leave me split into segments 
So you can pick where my flesh sit
For y’all to feed off, you leeches 

Istasha outro:
Heavenly absorbed
And I swallow the last of the puddles
Sittin covered in a black interval 
Suddenly 
I’m up until planets fall out 
can they die 
Break the word

Blisters

LORD GASP (@lordgasp)

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