Spotify:
open.spotify.com/track/3zhr3YgGWq…f37bb58e998f46f1

[Prod.ELE]
ig: bit.ly/38cKuIa
yt: bit.ly/2T9RKAr
featuring @distortionthe1
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[ELE]
Raise from the underground 
Bitches feel my fucking Sound 
All off this fuckers begin to
Fate in the  background 
They all wound
Do you even got
Your own sound
Drop ur body on
The fucking ground
Bitchass shooting
Sharp yuh shooting
Thousands rounds
In yo fucking belly bitch
Im pissed off
Weed make this
Bitch cough
Watch every step u make
Or i might have to drop
The Evidence again in the 
Motherfucking lake

Drop drop, make it pop pop 
Drop drop, make it pop pop 
Drop drop, make it pop pop 
Drop drop, make it pop pop 

[Lord Distortion]
Inna cesspool a Drugs 
I guess I can't swim up 
Fuck off the buzz request the best liquor 
 hit like a bus I guess the best pick up 
The best of  the best the rest can just get fucked 

Semi auto clappin I don't think that homie make it
Got that bih jus pressure me want me to see her naked
Been a couple devils that 
Bending my operations 
Cut em for the better you never know who replacing 

Stop 

Thirty round dick 
45 letter want blood 
Like a tick 
Got your fucking illnes
Fucking bus down bitch
And I'm feeling still sick from the drugs I've hit 

Operation needle scrape 
Huffing & I need a break 
Hk in the Cadillac these pussies gonna need a taste 
Take a fucking holiday to slide in and eliminate 
Spinning in the audi feeling godly in a different state

Drop (feat. Lord Distortion)

SAMSARA

written & performed by fxckjamie
produced by fxckjamie
cover art by gashum

PARASITE [PROD. FXCKJAMiE]

PROD VINCE.M10
Cover: https://www.instagram.com/gekxta/
Mix & Mastered by @aragoth.die

Lyrics:
Fuck all the rats 
Tryna to take my cheese 
I get the bag with ease 
All bout the money the green
I don’t smoke pack with seeds
Only that gas for me
Backwoods Russian crème
roll it up in a leaf 
Lace the blunt watch em tweak 
Sippin dirty not clean 
I’m the plug usb
green dot for the beam 
Hit em up watch em lean
Cut em up watch em leak 
I get rough I get mean 
Taking out enemies 
No one fucks with a G 
Bloodied up throwing b’s 
I can’t fuck with a treesh 
Some hoes need a leash 
Hit it once and I leave 
Knife play imma freak 
Leave blood on the scene 
Got blood on her sheets 
Imma get what I need 
letting my demons feed 
masked up Halloween 
Aim for the head not feet 
Face shot he can’t speak 
Terminate all the weak 
letting my choppa eat 
Now rest in peace 
Turn to a butcher 
when it comes to beef 
Stomp on his skull
& I pull out his teeth 
Knife on my side 
& it’s tucked in a sheath 
Pull it out 
Slaughtering all of the sheep 
Tie up the rope 
Now he’s hanging from feet 
Stabbing the body 
& watching em bleed 
Axe in my hand 
Got me feeling like creep 
On the block with a mop
& I’m doing a sweep
Got a taste for the kill 
Now I’m bout to feast 
All my mutha fucking opps smoke pcp 
Like baki they all wanna taste defeat 
& i won’t stop killing til my goals complete 
Imma body bag a fag
While they put out a tweet 
Imma get you in the night
while you’re sound asleep 
I won’t even make a sound 
Not even a peep 
at the top of my life 
It’s not even the peak 
Cooking up in the booth 
I got the recipe 
All this money on me
Like I’m a treasury 
You committed great sin 
And that shits treachery 
Imma finish what you started 
And that’s called destiny 
Y’all are sleeping on me
You must be counting up sheep
All y’all counted me out 
& now you’re riding my meat 
I just had to go harder
For this shit to complete

NO TRACE

MOBBS RADICAL- THE ONE WHO KNOCKS (PROD. JON LOC)

written & performed by fxckjamie & vvs
produced by ezrah & akvri
engineered by fxckjamie & creek
cover art by fxckjamie


(Lyrics)

[FXCKJAMiE]

Down another bottle to the face
I’ll never cut off 
My brain is my own enemy and 
I’m about to shut off
The whole entire system of my body, wanna fuck off
But if I fail at first then I’ll just 
go grab my sawed off

I ain’t got time for you 
I got my demons here
I’m tryna get em away
and make another year
I got a dead beat god
I swear he never hears
A damn word I say, he left me bleak and drear

Always torturing my mind
Probably dead, don’t feel alive
Im controlled by parasites 
Been through this a thousand times
Knew the cost and paid the price 
Feel like I’mma end my life
Said I wouldn’t but I might

Oh no 
I’m lying on the floor
All I wanna talk is payment
why you the fuck they act sofamous x2


[VVS]

Head banging
Chain swanging
Fuck it, got my chrome singing
If I talk my shit make sure you turn your fucking speakers up
Head banging
Chain swanging
Fuck it, got my chrome singing
If I die today, I swear to god you wouldn't cry for me
Or try for me
(bitch I been in the dirt)
Six feet deep, don't mind me creeping
all black hearse got mom still weeping
Tryna kick these habits but the voices getting to me.
They talking like they friends but I treat them like they enemies.
Drop it
Flip it
Run it back
Drop it, while fumble that
If I wanna stay alive I keep that chrome blade attached. 
Feening for the kid cause I got it figured out, if I spot em, just weep em. 
I can always air it out.
I just pull up and I drop it, I can always map it out.
Laying on the floor dead, fuck it paint the walls red

LIMBO (FEAT. VVS) [PROD. EZRAH & AKVRI]

BLOODY PORTRAIT [prod. Undead Ronin]

UNKNOWN

heartkadin x elijxhwtf - new york (baked) prod boolymon x babymex

[Lyrics:] 

No sleep, eyes red, you would think I was fried
Cough up so much blood in the sink, you'd thought I had died
Your mans switched up in a blink, better go ahead and use your eyes
Hands held at the funeral, but the tears just could not fly

No sleep, eyes red, you would think I was fried
Cough up so much blood in the sink, you'd thought I had died
Your mans switched up in a blink, better go ahead and use your eyes
Hands held at the funeral, but the tears just could not fly

Nigga was grabbing his neck, guess Satan was ringing the bell
And the pack so dank, when I pull the shit out, you could see that smell
Heard the pack came through in the shit, picked it up "Oh heres my mail"
Uno Dos coming, not leaving a trace (Très), bet a nigga don't leave no trail

Fuck I look like dropping the gun, nigga I won't leave no shells
Broke ass nigga put his friend on his story, but the nigga can't pay his bail
Fuck I look like dropping the gun, nigga I won't leave no shells
In this bitch with two twin Glocks, you would think this shit Kenan and Kel

No sleep, eyes red, you would think I was fried
Cough up so much blood in the sink you'd thought I had died
Your mans switched up in a blink, better go ahead and use your eyes
Hands held at the funeral, but the tears just could not fly

No sleep, eyes red, you would think I was fried
Cough up so much blood in the sink you'd thought I had died
Your mans switched up in a blink, better go ahead and use your eyes
Hands held at the funeral, but the tears just could not fly

FLY [juski x heyjt]

MUSIC VIDEO ---> https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EQgTDYF0bNc

follow me on IG <3   --> https://www.instagram.com/lordgasp/

prod. OUTOFMIND 

Quick
Pull up at their front door with a brick
Break a skull and leave em' dizzy like it's liquor
Lick a dick she said she need that nicotine
Slice some wiggas they would call me guillotine
Straight from another dimension, think i'm trapped here
They be looking at me like Mark at his hearing
I got em' on hook like they're wearing my earrings
Bitches shooked , I oil them like bearings

I might get all in my plate
Like it or don't, think that i care?
As long as you give me more plays
Gimme more placements, drip on the pavement
Make em' all trip on my laces
Drilling a hole, carrying gold straight to my land by the mansion

Guillotine [prod. Outofmind]

LORD GASP (@lordgasp)