prod.  @triplesixdelete
m&m  lordgasp

LYRICS:

i’m a savage
cold killer, call me guts
when i’m gonn’ ravage
knock knock ima drop em like they acid
yeah motherfucker i’m a fucking maverick
a godlike creature painting on his canvas
fucked up 
i could move the planets
PIPE UP, stupid you gonn’ end up in a casket
fuck with my convictions and i swear i go berserk
baby you my casca come and top me like a bird

  
you can laugh cuz i prefer to live a life of my own
and i feel it there’s a presence getting closer to home 
issa omen, it’s that feeling when you’re out of your zone
when you’re talking to yourself but are you really alone?

and it’s piling up and piling up, and on and on
i could snap at any moment i’ll be snapping their arms
uh , there’s no point in living
if i can’t let em know
i’ll be more alive than ever when i’m breaking their bones

i cant pop pills no i cant puff nada
im so anxious  *pass me my inhaler*
i cant stop
wondering will the pain stop 
brain gets sicker , contemplating on pullin the trigga

ive been waiting for something to happen
i’m running around with a rope on my neck
on my way to be something
they never believed i’m a god of my own
i’m a savage  you’re awaking maniacal thoughts 
ima throw all your parts after ripping em fast
like an animal busting your head open 
blood on the bat and theres no comingback

non stop
working on my desktop
burning my own skin
just to show em what i’m made of

[hook repeat]

>instagram<

GODLIKE

Fix: https://soundcloud.com/cruciifix
Cover Art by Bleach

FENRIR

Locked Down FT Fix

Big Melancholy x Faceless 1-7 X prod .kenny- Let It Bang

RECOIL 

VIDEO : https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lnJAAm-Jwco

prod @nimbustwokay, @killjei & @lordgasp
mixed by lord gasp

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lyrics 

You thought that I was gone
But i’m back in the flesh
There’s sometthing in the corridor that follows all your steps
bitch I pull up at your door
Gimme skin , gimme cash
Gimme drugs, gimme love
Gimme this , gimme that
I’m bout to wolf the fucking planet down
Let’s gobble every town
And everyone around it, lemme swallow all these fucking clowns
I’m out of bounds
And bitch i’m bout to bounce
Out the timeline quick
I’m bout to

Uh wow
Fresh new pose
Bout to tap into new power sources 
Y’aint safe close
Nerves exposed
Mana run thru every finger 
See the ten lights glowing

Shake the whole game, get fucked by your creditor
Wait your whole face might pop, check her juggular
Giggle all day, thang bright, specular
Thank god, see i thank myself, no genitor

Always pissy
Finna smoke the whole pack
You can’t kill me
I’ma always come back
Mind is splitting
Sorry it’s just the way we are
She said don’t be sorry shit
Shit goes kinda hard 

Break em like it’s bread
If I see red
You know shit goes down
Snap em like a thread, you go to bed
Lil bro get racked out
Blunt out 
Like we rolling heads
If you want smoke now

> VIDEO <

Recoil

right in2 the nighttime, out of my right mind
I know all your blind spots, I’m bouta blind side you
tell you white lies
put you in a tight spot
I’m a ticking time bomb, flicking lights on & off again

baby what you thinking? get it off your chest
in the sand we can sink & lay it all 2 rest
here I am
speaking 2 the walls again
here I am
headed deep in2 the dark again

you can get it any way you want it
I don’t mind how you decide or how you feel
I know what 2 do

you can tell me anything you want
or you can hide it
ima find it but I’ll still leave it up 2 you

but you can tell me anything you wanna
you can tell me anything you wanna

I can keep a secret
you can tell me anything
failures & achievements never mattered anyways
call me General Grievous- guide you through the several stages of bittersweet shit
why don’t you come get a taste?
either way, we’ll clean up mess we made
come meet your fate
look deep in the devil’s face
or keep away cuz it’s easier kept this way
no sweet escapes- sink your teeth in this creme brulee

right in2 the nighttime, out of my right mind
I know all your blind spots, I’m bouta blind side you
tell you white lies
put you in a tight spot
I’m a ticking time bomb, flicking lights on & off again

baby what you thinking? get it off your chest
in the sand we can sink & lay it all 2 rest
here I am
speaking 2 the walls again
here I am
headed deep in2 the dark again

but you can tell me anything you wanna
you can tell me anything you wanna

blindside (christ)

Lord Gasp:

Fuck that, finna feed from their souls
Acting like a soldier till I pop the skull
Line em all side to side like they animals
Sodium hydroxide till they decompose

Hey! if you think about me i creep out the crypts
Ima come to your bed and eat out your ribs
And i think that it's a little bit bitter
Yeah from what i remember your bitch tasted better!
On my wrist i wear the rest of all their veins
Cataclysm mercenary with the blade
In a hurry i bury him in a minute
Keep his spinal cord and go tangle that up in my curtains

Paris green, Yung ditto, Lord Gasp
Split personality but i'm wearing no mask
Hoe said she want it Nastii, fuck her with the feet (Feat)
40k on the table i split that with my g's

Nastii:

No illusion I been working
I ain’t sleeping 
Lately I been barely human
Saw you fold
Cause you talk about all the shit u been doing 
You get rolled 
Toss turning 
Body purple from the bruising 
Hold tight 
All this spite 
That shit be ready for abusing 
I need combat
Fuck em all these people 
Waiting for they chance 
Got a knife up to yo spine
When you get that first advance 
All you built yeah look around
Just a castle made of sand 
Go ahead, step inside 
Little sacrificial lamb 
Fuck that 
Coming in swinging 
When we done 
We leaving gasoline in 
Burn it to the ground 
That’s message 
Go ahead and fucking read it 
Paint the city black
Stomp out everybody kneeing 
Wrap the bodies in the flag
I know the feds is gonna see it

Witchouse 40k:

Pull up to the party I ain’t lookin like I’m sober
Walkin out the coffin yeah I’m finna feel social
Walking out tour body got some blood up on the Gosha
Pull up to the party just to act like I don’t know ya

Pipe down, done gone
Trash on the mask, I don’t fuck with VLONE
Black for the casket, bad to the bone yuh
Veins full of habits, past full of ghosts

Hello, I’m looking like a witch I guess you didn’t get the memo
Finger on the stick I’m in the game you in the demo
Said he want a feature so I send him to my Venmo
Coughing like I’m sick I’m rolling smoking on the endo
Hello, I’m shooting at your clique I leave em looking like jello
Cutting up a brick I stack a hunnid like some legos
Only wearing collars, I got diamonds on the bezel
Click clack, cock back, take his diamonds with extendos

Lord Gasp :

Fuck that, finna feeding from their souls
Acting like a soldier till I pop the skull
Line em all side to side like they animals
Sodium hydroxide till they decompose

Hey! if you think about me i creep out the crypts
Ima come to your bed and eat out your ribs
And i think that it's a little bit bitter
Yeah from what i remember your bitch tasted better!

MUSIC VIDEO

CAUSTIC SODA  ft. Na$tii & Witchouse40k  [prod. Na$tii]

Written and performed by GRIM SALVO x @tuMaggz x @mvkotsunami
PROD @33marrow x @tuMaggz

✄ ☹ ☜

Tropic of Sarin

Grim Salvo x Tumaggz x MVKO - TROPIC OF SARIN [PROD. ³³marrow x Tumaggz]

MUSIC VIDEO : https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OX4srloZ5h8

 @prodplague906
M&M. Lord Gasp

Lyrics :

am i in your way?

i don’t even know you,
i aint got no issue 
bitch i’m here to play

meet me by the grave

far on the road , deep down
by the red stains


break another backbone 
i don’t like your bitch she give me bad dome
ima make you see the world in monochrome
cracking out a body like its styrofoam

metal to the face 
funny how they stare in amazement
i ain’t got no mercy, ain’t no patient
cut a leg, leave a Balenciaga on the pavement 

Shit that’s how it goes , trap a body in the basement
Feeding off the bone , i be drooling like it’s raining
Dropping guts on the floor , oh i think i’m getting wavy
Waiting for you to fall in love with the fallen angel

[Hook repeat]

and i see its all the same
that cause the pain
another tooth that’s sharpened enough to be called a fang
across the vein, i’m sipping the life out
my soul regain its power as your flesh will go black

i bury your corpse in the forest, my old shack is near
lemme hide the axe 
no one find you back
shining from the crack in the tomb i can see the grass at noon
i can see you pass, i knew that you would be gas-looking baby got me gasping

Is This Tooth Sharp Enough To Be Called A Fang? [PROD. PLAGUE]

I just want some bali darts fr.

COVER ART - https://www.instagram.com/p9tience/
homies got some clean edits go show him some love^^^

Lyrics: 
(intro)
yea they keep fucking putting up dart prices and i'm fucking MAD and like what am i gonna do, not smoke them? Nah, that's not an option, this ain't an option in this household. My lungs are gonna be fucking coal whether they're FUCKING EXPENSIVE OR NOT, FUWARK.

(Actual lyrics lmao)
duffel bags of a sand 
bitch I don't know what your plan is
they don't understand
where they stand up on this planet
blood all on my hands
get that brick an taking damage
rubble ash an bands
stack em thick then make em vanish

yuh ghost
lost on the coast
keep that smoke
bout 7/24
folks
never know what
i know
they gone forward
like it free for the notes
roast
walking the with feet on the coal
burning my skin never bother me though
learning my sin while walk round the rope
yea tight with my grip but i might let go

i don't see what i see
i just know so i don't like that
i'ma keep it icy till my snow
gone froze like ice caps
body bags on my shoulder
with Polaroid no toe tags
side effects of my nova
grow colder while my sight black
i don't care if you like me
i'm always on the nightstand
dropping tabs on the nightly 
not sober when i write back
sorry for my senses i been sensing
bad intentions
sentimental things just bring me hell
i'm colder cos it keeps me well


keep me well
stack the k
i don't sell uh

heathen fell
found the blaze
and he won't tell 

now we run
now we eat
now we swell 

like the waves
making caves
outta silt yuh

i don't got what you want
out my spot
they don't need what
you fiend fucking
stop 
stuck it up
this your fault
get yourself
for yourself
fucking dealt
what you got
you want more
cut it off

Cold Room Collateral (prod. Griesgrammar)

Spotify Link - https://open.spotify.com/album/6LF4yAuCDwEFdFvq8C2uoG?si=d2lnfBFCRPiGzggTY1IQTQ

Scroll AMV - https://youtu.be/ldXNdPBr7Q0?si=ZLfZ3ueXYDhaeX9I

https://soundcloud.com/oniinc
https://soundcloud.com/pxlse

GET FVCKED (feat. ONI INC) [PROD. PULSE] [spotify Link in description]

Written by Grim Salvo x 99zed @lilsherm187 x Saliva Grey @salivagrey
PROD. HELLMEBABY @hellmebaby

- L Y R I C S +

SLEUTH

Think I don’t give just enough of a fuck
Glow like I’m frozen
My dosage corrupt
Flow like a chosen until I combust into nothing but dust
My son, I don’t think you want to press your luck
They gonna go put you in your place with the taste of the rust 
Old game’s so corrupt
Lotta fans gotta fetish for the blood 
Father figure was a .38 
There goes that son of a gun
Leading them all astray with disgrace for the next fresh dove
Pray for a man who won’t settle 
He likes to meddle with all the shit that the people peddle 
They might pop a little quiet pill up in his dental
They hope you aint got the potential to let go
And assemble your own end goals
So bleed every last drop of the dream
From the throat of some old GOATs 
No antidote for the soul bloat 

MOSSBACK

Bitches try to hold me by the goatee 
On my dome piece
Like they own me, own me
I just feed 'em pepperoni on a hoagie till they foamy 
Back in ’03 I was already OG
2014 showed me
I can only proceed in the lonely, as a trophy
Think you know me?
You a homie?
Get you out my situation with a ceremony 
I give grown men nightmares
Call me alimony 
When you talk all I hear is a dial tone, so phony
Tellin' everyone you eat good but your girl looking bony 
Feed that bitch some macaroni
Or she’ll find me, low key 
Looking for a pokey
Ride me like a Ginuwine Pony
While you getting nosey with your cronies 
When you find out 
I’ll be dead already under 6 feet of concrete

SALIVA GREY

Pull up with the motherfuckin' blade on my conscience
Fuck the meds in my pocket
Imma go off 'em
Motherfuckers ain’t honest
But they really good at shouting
Fuck about the commas?
Why they living so shallow?
Take a look up at the shadow
I...
Woke up today and I ain’t meditate
Now all my demons gon' circle my brain
Now all a sudden I hate life
Fuck up out my damn sight
Hold up for a second 
99, Saliva, Grim are in this bitch you know we coming with that motherfuckin' cemetery flow

99ZED

Smile on my face while I’m grippin' on the hatchet
Pull my hoodie up, like I’m Jason get to slashing
Choppin' up they limbs 
99 is going batshit
East End Butcher finna leave your carcass ravaged
99 keep the fuckin' knife on the nightstand
Ready to take your life in the night like I’m Iceman
Creeping out of sight 
I keep the ratchet in my right hand
Painting the walls red
I am the catalyst of violence

Is This Tooth Sharp Enough To Be Called A Fang? [PROD. PLAGUE]

LORD GASP (@lordgasp)