Untitled Playlist

Spring is Here.

sippin' 他們的

Thoughts get heavy on me,
Grandmama died, and it still preying on me,
Old bitch hate my guts, so she flaked on me,
Internet talk gettin fucked in the brain for me,
Sometimes I wish a fucka let it bang for me,
Assisted suicide, miles high, with the chains on me,
Ya'll been laugh track, pumpin till she bad back, curious about that, didn't know she was ya bitch homie,
Aint know me or know me then,
Just wait until you bury them,
You'll be prayin to whatever God they carrying,
See the way they carry him,
Box locked, couple words to knock him in the dirt again,
Goodbye, so long, another friend,
Tell me if this finna end,
Woke the fuck up for the bands,
And never ask for the hand outs from the mans,

Best for you, but it's shit for me,
Can't break bread from the shit I seen,
Couldn't be team,
Man run 3rd string,
She get a pass till she cling,
My bitch dead in my mental,
Your bitch come off the street,
Taking the time that I need,
Don't hit my line for the shit you can't keep,

Head goin twist,
Like my dick on her lips,
Boy you a simp,
Soundin goddamn sick,
Spend it all on a bitch for a flic,
Throwin bands that she earned from her tips,
Boy you a spill in the script,
They been the cause of this shit,

Lackin, bitch tryna see me slackin,
I ain't even bout that action,
But I don't trust what happens,
Might be the first one to blast it,
Or put myself up in the casket,
Dead man walkin and talkin,
They only want a reaction,
Silently make my transaction,
Pussy just been a distraction,
Thought you was special, bitch you been a fraction,
Mental been keepin me active,
They talk the smoke, but the first one to ash it,
I never wanted this practice,
Just let me live in my traction
Just let me live in my traction

Bitch go pogo,
Loco, choke hold,
way too so so,
Slow mo,
Watch me snap like photo,
Ass goin clap like bravo,
She peak like promo,
Ass goin clap like bravo,
She peak like promo,

Bitch go pogo,
Loco, choke hold,
way too so so,
Slow mo,
Make me snap like photo,
Ass been clappin just like bravo,
She go peak like promo,
She go peak like promo,

Lord save me boy I'm dyin in my cuts,
Only want me with the funds,
All that money trap they lungs,
Time got fucked,
you fuckin punk,
Don't feel this numb,
You a fuckin bum

Pale Suburbian (Prod. by Red Rxxm)

GET UP !

ALL PLATFORMS

GET UP ! (PROD. VEINN)

PRODUCED BY: zer0xthrash, shktrxx, pyramid, wvrd.
ENGINEERED BY: zer0xthrash
COVER ART BY: zer0xthash
HOPE IT WAS WORTH THE WAIT<3

NEW SUPREME BAG

Take me back for a minute
Couldn't see the old me
Locked in the mirror
Tryna kill what I'm seeing
They don't see me hurt
Coming back from the dirt
Bitch I'm tryna make a living
But I'm stuck with my limits
Fuck it I pivot
Been back for the digits
Only way I keep skipping
They don't pay me a visit
Put the pill in my system
Better buck up
Give a fuck about feelings

I'm feeling worse by the day
It's ok it's ok
Tryna sleep through the pain
Fuck it I cry it away
Don't let me leave
Swear I'm tryna stay
Swear I'm tryna stay
Swear I'm tryna stay

How he been fucked up
Dead in my heart
Finna lock up
Let it all go
I don't want none
Let it all cut
I don't feel love
Let it all cut
I don't feel love
Let it all cut
I don't feel love

Take me back for a minute
Couldn't see the old me
Locked in the mirror
Tryna kill what I'm seeing
They don't see me hurt
Coming back from the dirt
Bitch I'm tryna make a living
But I'm stuck with my limits
Fuck it I pivot
Been back for the digits
Only way I keep skipping
They don't pay me a visit
Put the pill in my system
Better buck up
Give a fuck about feelings
Give about feelings
Give about feelings

slowly down

shout out @jenxtoo for mix 🫡

And if that bitch don’t wanna talk I bet these bullets make him dance fast
I’m putting lasers on his body now he looking like a cat scan
Evaporate no I can’t wait I knock him down he do a hand stand
And all these fuckers on my dick don’t give a shit said you can grab that
I rip his bones apart you isn’t sharp no you can’t even make a cutVoices in my head tell me to kill myself
I got a frozen heart that boy got legs but he don’t even wanna jumpThat bitch she wanna fuck but I can’t feel myself

Off of the drugs imma mix it together the purple and green like I’m fan boy and chum chum
And she wanna suck on the dick but I thought that ur girl I turned her to a cum slut
And I don’t even care bitch I’m making them scared when I’m taking his body get cut upAnd I stay in the lobby u cannot go stop me I’m thinking that boy is a dumb fuck

Blade up into his gut they steady hoping that I fucking change but I don’t when I get mad I’m already reaching for the blade

HANDSTAND! (PROD. TRIPLESIXDELETE)

Art by @deviltrigga_alt
verses self mixed
Prod facelesss
Lyrics
Nihilist:
pourin up the vod n we gonna torch ur house
walk into a bank and exterminate the crowd
pourin up the vod n we gonna torch ur house
walk into a bank and exterminate the crowd
bash ur head in with a brick u look so fuckin disabled
so many bullet holes yo blood leakin like its maple
so many body parts im gonna have em all tangled
ill fuckin torture if I have to ill get u fuckin mangled
buckshot on my lap buckshot on my hip
shoot another bitch
u got no fuckin human rights identifying as a bitch
try me u get doxxed ima throw u bitch ass in a ditch
ima grab my keltec and ill shoot this faggot til hes rinsed

Kevlar:
got a fucking molotov throw it at your house bitch
make that bitch panic thinkin his ass is in auschwitz x2

its a fucking arson leave the whole fucking family charred
if a pussy run out imma shoot him right in through his heart
im a fucking pyro aint no fucking mercenary
feds will never catch me if they do it im going to solitary

fire in the hole bitch there goes your childhood
burning it down while im geekin with a rifle x2

ARSON W/ NIHILIST [FACE]

MIXED BY BO
MASTERED BY ABI

(Lyrics)
Keep running your mouth you gone' run into my fist
Eat shit little bitch 
You pussies fucking make me sick
Fuck 
Switch mother fucking blade to your neck 
Go 
Ape shit
Crazy then a bitch 
Ape shit 
Ape shit 
Ape shit
Ape shit 
Ape shit 
Ape shit 
Ape shit
Ape shit

What the fuck
Psycho Sancho 
I'm a side hoe, keep my rifle 
Got the smoke for my rivals 
If I air it out
The body bags get carried out 
I see them pussies staring down when I up it watch 'em run around 
Run around
Run around
Run around
Run around
Run around
Run around 
Run around 
Run ahhhh

Keep running your mouth you gone' run into my fist
Eat shit little bitch 
You pussies fucking make me sick
Fuck 
Switch mother fucking blade to your neck 
Go 
Ape shit
Crazy then a bitch 
Ape shit 
Ape shit 
Ape shit
Ape shit 
Ape shit 
Ape shit 
Ape shit
Ape shit

APE SH!T  prod. Allen Gates

Art by @KILLENTITY 
Feat by @ b|l|a|m|m|o

Intro (NANKURIX)

Lyrics (blammo):

the mofukin addys 
the mofukin bitches
the mofukin baddys 
the mofukin digits 
pullup on yo block and I leave yo ass cribless pullup on yo block wit the mfkn kill list the mofukin addys 
the mofukin bitches 
the mofukin baddys 
the mofukin digits 
pullup on yo block and I leave yo ass cribless pullup on yo block wit the mfkn kill list 

bombs in the sky 
i just wanna see him fly 
ifu gonna pullup on me got a Lazer you gon die 
bitches fucking on me but ts gonna get up awful highway 
bulldoze his ass cuz he's looking at me sideways 

posted up with a cleaver you better fucking leave her 
he's my fucking target cuz, he's a fucking needer 
posted up with a cleaver you better fucking leave her 
he's my fucking target cuz, he's a fucking needer 

the mofukin addys 
the mofukin bitches 
the mofukin baddys 
the mofukin digits 
pullup on yo block and I leave yo ass cribless pullup on yo block wit the mfkn kill list

Part 2 (NANKURIX)

Hey Baby, do you like my Multiform Glitches?

Ey now i got u in my fucking aim 

Pussy start to talk but she dont know that im fucking fame 

Ak in my Hand everyday feels like the same 

All these idiots are just so ass in this game

(WHAT THE FUCK)

I DONT FUCKING CARE WHAT YOU SAY OR WHAT YOU DID WITH ME

IM A FUCKING KILLER AND IM BOUT TO KILL MY ENEMIES

RELOADING THE GUN AY CHILLIN HERE WITH JEREMY 

BUT ACTUALLY HE WAS NEVER A FRIEND OF ME

(Bridge):

yeah Look im just a malfunction function 

Weapon in my Hand opps and mates are fucking runnin 
2x

PUSSY PULL UP BUT I DONT WANNA TALK

I WILL COME AND THEN I GET MY GUN ON GOD

BITCH NO I DONT FUCKING CARE I LET YOURE BODY START TO ROT

PIPPO WANNA FIGHT WITH ME BUT HE IS JUST ANOTHER BOT 


I DONT FUCKING CARE WHAT YOU SAY OR WHAT YOU DID WITH ME

IM A FUCKING KILLER AND IM BOUT TO KILL MY ENEMIES

RELOADING THE GUN AY CHILLIN HERE WITH JEREMY 

BUT ACTUALLY HE WAS NEVER A FRIEND OF ME


Outro (blammo)



MALFUNCTION w/ blammo [NANKURIX]

art by me
mixed and beat by @nankurix
vocals:@nankurix me @klevela

BLUE-RAY SELLERS(CD1)[NANKURIX]

TERRIFIER (KILLKARBINE)

tears on the floor
count my blessings no more
keep it it locked to your dome
we outside with the folks
we outside with the folks yuh
tears on the floor
count my blessings no more
keep it locked to your dome
we outside with the folks
we outside with the

give me the time
give a moment
needs some peace of mind
rip it open
need some breathing time
lungs go potent
can’t stay off the grind
cuts exposing
feelings things you fuckas never seen
gotta hush hush
we don’t need to make a scene 
tryna wipe my past, wipe my slate clean
but I ain’t even like the new me
spent all this time tryna better myself
rather I suffer than ask you for help
fuck is you doing
you ain’t give me wealth
you just wishin me well yuh
different day, but same shell
told you he was pussy, I could tell
all these fuckas fishy by the smell
how you even living with yourself 
how you even living with yourself
too many things I could’ve seen
couldn’t even count them in my dreams
they been wildin out
can’t respect the theme
whole thing just built off self esteem
get my money clean
or blood shot green
fuckas packin teams
picture perfect feigns
cut that shit up off the screen
Bitch fuck does you mean
I been speaking for a minute
not just habits in my system
I been better when I’m hidden
they gonna say it was written yuh
you just a little one shot that popped while you had permission
you just a little one shot that popped while you had permission

Still praying for brighter days
sad to say I made it this way
but I’ll keep it a buck if I may
I promised plenty I couldn’t make
bread that I couldn’t break
nights when we see the same
smiles fading by the day
smiles fading by the day


tears on the floor
count my blessings no more
keep it it locked to your dome
we outside with the folks
we outside with the folks yuh
tears on the floor
count my blessings no more
keep it locked to your dome
we outside with the folks
we outside with the folks yuh

on the floor

bet that pussy gon die for percentage 
clocked in with the regular section
this ain’t no regular message
mental got permanent damage
no apologies you deaded
adding that bitch to collections
bitch all of you fuckas projecting
bitch we was never invested
picking em off like natty selection
they wanna mirror my image
they wanna play my reflection
Knock it down knock it down
losing yourself go ahead bitch figure it out
fuck is you on about it
you tossing around
recollect and then balance it out
I ain’t bury the past
ima lay that shit out
Fuck the forgiveness 
you made it my mission by running your mouth
hands open wide for reception
but they never runnin the routes
fuck is we talkin about
burn the bread out the account
it ain’t the money I’m worried about
it ain’t the money I’m worried about

said we got business working
we keep them bridges burning
head a swivel been swerving
I bet that pussy deserved it
I bet that fucka done earned it
pull up and air out the service
I keep my hate on the surface
ima just say it’s been worth it
bitch I been keepin my purpose
bitch I been filling my purses
bitch I been play my importance
keeping my head out distortions 
keeping my pace for a fortune
fuck it I’m eating in portions
fuck it I’m eating in portions

fuck bitch get it up
fuck it get it buck
fuck your time it’s up
Bitch don’t give a fuck
Bitch don’t push ya luck
They gon spin your shit
They gon hit the family plug
bitch it’s up
bitch you fuckin up
Yuh
bitch it’s up
bitch you fuckin up
What
Bitch it’s up
bitch it’s up
bitch you fuckin up
yuh
Bitch it’s up
bitch it’s up
bitch you fuckin up
yuh
Bitch it’s up
Bitch you fuckin up

don't laugh

STILL SCARECROW 4 SOUND PACK (1GB ZIP) AVAILABLE
HMU IN TG
OUT ON ALL PLATFORMS

1. SMOKE DA INK
2. RUSH w/ MICH HALERA
3. LIGHTNING
4. SO HIGH
5. BLUE JEAN BANDIT
6. DRUGGIN' & THUGGIN' w/ TENSE
7. BRINGING IT BACK
8. I'M THE ONE w/ AAPRACKLEZZ
9. 200 ROUNDS w/ ROTTEN
10. HEADED 2 DA LEAGUE (RIP DJ SCREW)

S/O: @michhalera @tense187 @aapracklezz @damnthatsrotten
REPRESENT: @sixty-hertz @certified-trappaz

#phonk #trillphonk #trill #trillogy #ogphonk #rj #soudiere #berrymane

STILL SCARECROW 4

СREEPIN FLOW

FRIED PT2 (prod. GRIEF x CL!PPED)

@fayb187 @thirteeeeeeeeeeeeen
vocal mix - gunnin
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dj akoza instrumentals pt1

EVERYTHING IS BUSINESS

soundcloud.com/lynvgh x soundcloud.com/tense187

Bandcamp

LYNVGH X TENSE - NO LOVE

!!! BDAY DROP BIG 16 !!!

AFTER MORE THAN A YEAR, LEGENDARY DUO BACKS WITH THE NEW TAPE 'DEAD MYSTERY'. BIG SHOUTOUT TO MY HOMIE SCARECROW MANIAC FOR THIS BIG WORK
STAY REAL AND ENJOY THE TAPE

1. ENEMY
2. NO MORE
3. IN THE MIST
4. NOWHERE 2 HIDE
5. POPPIN' PILLS
6. GET YO HEAD DOWN
7. PROTECT DA BRAND
8. SHAKE BACK

ARTWORK BY SCARECROW MANIAC

!!! OUT ON ALL PLATFORMS !!!

DEAD MYSTERY (B-DAY DROP) (SCARECROW MANIAC X NXXN PRXNCE)

with @fkbambam

produced by @nimbustwokay & Lord Gasp
mix/rec by Lord Gasp

LYRICS :

(Lord Gasp)

in the cut, out the mix like a bad batch,
boy you movin’ goofy, you the type to get your bag snatched.
lab rat, popped me out the womb and fed my ass tabs
Put me down, i’ll be back , pull up on you , bambam

(Fkbambam)

Got a freak hoe gimme dome 
Doing a handstand
Im like juicy jay up in the club she do her band dance
Came outta dirt. crawled my way out of the quick sand,
Flaunting what im wanting we gon take it you get ransacked

(lord gasp)

lifes a bitch ive let her venom in
Invite her in
I fucked the devil , insiminate her face
Its in my veins
no Vitamin can fix my sinner brain
Disintegrate you bony sack 
The hollow points , the body bag and everything


(fkbambam)

Labels tryna buy my swag, it’s not for sale
You quit and only worked for three whole days yeah you’re bound to fail
Damn your ass retarded how the fuck you slower than a snail
Cross my ass like Jesus, pin right through your hands with metal nails 


(lord gasp)

Big bank all ,blue faces like they holdin’ breath,
Gave that boy a dub, he ran off, now he owe his fuckin death.
I be with them steppers, but they quiet, ain’t no show and tell,
Catch him talkin’ crazy, he gon’ fold like an open mail.


(hook - lord gasp and fkbambam)

Cant stop, won’t stop, cash in the safe
Talk shit, jaw lock, get hit in the face
Lips loose shells fly, thats a closed case
Cant stop won’t stop, run up in your place

Cant stop, won’t stop, cash in the safe
Talk shit, jaw lock, get hit in the face
Lips loose shells fly, thats a closed case
Cant stop won’t stop, run up in your place



(fkbambam)

made it outta nothing i ain’t got no mob ties
messing with the fam you gon’ end up hog tied
Hit em up, freeze up leave ya stuck, terrorize
Shocked to see me creeping out 
But I know I don’t look surprised




(lord gasp)

Whole life flashing, his homies bout to pick his scraps
Pick yo shoes up fore my shooter make the metal clap
Pick his loot up like the riches do the middle class
redneck, call me lil bluegrass


(fkbambam)

Scare the hoes like Danny Brown
I think she had a heart attack
Even with no excercice
my numbers doing jumping jacks
Bambam, calm down
They said my whole life
Early like i’m Folgers
moving boulders like a landslide


(lord gasp)

Gone in a puff
My whole circle smoked quick
Never trust none , fuck with no bluff bitch
Stick to yo senses,  never missin maths
Put numbers in, really
Plus im really bout my swag


(hook - lord gasp and fkbambam)

Cant stop, won’t stop, cash in the safe
Talk shit, jaw lock, get hit in the face
Lips loose shells fly, thats a closed case
Cant stop won’t stop, run up in your place

Cant stop, won’t stop, cash in the safe
Talk shit, jaw lock, get hit in the face
Lips loose shells fly, thats a closed case
Cant stop won’t stop, run up in your place



Lab Rat (with Fkbambam)

Bitch steady on my conscience,
Hit that bitch raw till her legs pad locket
Pussy boy gonna go act like he pop shit 
Ya mans the type to go dance in the mosh pit,
Don't speak up, 
Your bands don't need ya,
I'm only gettin deeper in ya last mamacita,
seizure when I feed her,
Lost in my system,
I deaded my features,
I Couldn't wanna be ya,

You want smoke, but you choke when you spoke,
Pale face, goin' ghost,
Till these fuckas give me most,
You got lows that you grow,
I'ma dash past hoes,
Till they beggin for the posts when I blow,

Old bitch never loved me,
Fuck these,
Corny mothafuckas with they white teeth,
Wifey,
Lookin like a store brand hype beast,
You fuckas wanna act like it's pricey,
Keeping my privacy,
Why you gotta bother me?
Been the worst side of me,
Bitches never try with me,
Actin like you wannabe,

Run man, run man, yuh
Run man, run man, yuh
Run man, run man, yuh
Run man, run man, yuh

My medicine, keep me fall back,
Fam round me, that's a fullback,
Chat low key, we decide that,
Make more green, then divide that,
Don't come clean unless you violent,
I'm not keen on the digress,
Got no love for the stylist,
I give her something to digest,
No more me, gone silent

Run man, run man, yuh
Run man, run man, yuh
Run man, run man, yuh
Run man, run man, yuh

Lab Rat (with Fkbambam)

LORD GASP (@lordgasp)