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Did not expect this to be Phonk. And with MVKO too, why is it so perfect I love it

The Upload

https://soundcloud.com/alex-hauschild-28800045
yeah im 
Sorta problematic I cause issues in your household 
Running up a pack like I got issues with the count cold 
Case when I come in cause my stomach  is 
Like the Dow Jones 
Dropping headed south for a week and
Then I bounce home 
Why so sudden need the medicine to let her go 
High soap fucking out control I’m here to 
Let em known 
I can’t take the pressure no my head about to fucking blow 
I’m beckoning to death with every step and every message wrote 

I don’t wanna drop top not that kid 
Use to move it off my bike to everyone that know I’m lit 
Now I’m someone that they recognize but  something must’ve switched 
Cause I’m shunning all your shit I don’t need you to get it 
Bitch I’m backpack stack shawty catch me on the bridge 
Your shit wack wack probably why you 
Always on my dick 
I don’t dap slap hands with the fake I know you is 
Only here just for a grip fair the weather when I dip 
Distant minded I don’t buy it I been dying for some time 
I’m deriding all these rappers whole discography with lines 
It’s a ticking ticking time bomb 
Bouta fucking fly 
Off the shelf I let em die 
Whip the wits I said goodbye 
Bitch you burnt work 
Harder than a god damn machine 
Out the dirt hurt carting round my hate for where we been 
Where we living where we spin fuck the sound of Summer been 
Shut inside for 20 months so now I’m bouta fucking sin

drive [noxygen]

MOBBS RADICAL- WHACK(PROD. ³³MARROW)

HAARPER - CINNAMON (Prod. Trulife)

BUY / STREAM 
https://music.haarper.net/CINNAMON

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LYRICS -
Armored tank to the bank, no usher
Uppin my ranks 
Reinforced for the clutter
Nonsense noise
All they do is go stutter
Make her drop blouse 
Make her heart go flutter
More money, more problems
No problem for me
I do this for my kin
Do it for my family
Get the Benjamins in
You dont want no static
Go and be frank 
This could end up tragic

Black strap, back pack
With a couple grenades
Throw that safety out the window
Sayonara to ya face
Succubus on my tip
Diligent with the pace
She chokin like it's cinnamon
Ima sin until I cant

Burn em like sage
Burn em like mage
Bringing my rage
Put em in a new age
Bringin new plague
Defiler gon aid
You boutta get played
While I fuck yo dame
She tradin yo chamomile 
For some kool-aid 
My ammo field got me rubys and Diamonds 
Gon pop a bullet like hymen right through ya cranium

Ridin the beamer
I seen ya 
I tore ya team up like Cena
They couldnt see me like Sia
Charge up my soul with that kiai
Im goin grizzly, im busy makin yo number thin lizzy
They cannot hit me im Lee
Boutta drop weights off my fate

Black strap, back pack
With a couple grenades
Throw that safety out the window
Sayonara to ya face
Succubus on my tip
Diligent with the pace
She chokin like it's cinnamon
Ima sin until I cant

HAARPER - CINNAMON (Prod. Trulife)

CINNAMON

HAARPER - CINNAMON

Vocals: Santos Santana & @sinizter
Prod By: Santos Santana

Santos Santana X Sinizter - "Den Of Thieves"

JUPILUXE x TUNDRAMANE - JUGGERNAUT (prod. ARI$TON)

Lyrics:

Run it, run it, run it, run it, run it, run it, run it up
Only care about my paper never have enough
Run it, run it, run it, run it, run it, run it, run it up

Run it, run it, run it, run it, run it, run it, run it up
Only care about my paper never have enough
Run it, run it, run it, run it, run it, run it, run it up
If I hear him talkin’ shit then bitch we gettin’ buck

I don’t want to talk no more
Remember  what I’m doin this for
Think you worth a lot but I’m worth more
I be doin’ numbers check the scoreboard
Run it, run it, run it, run it, run it, run it, run it up
Run it, run it, run it, run it, run it, run it, run it up

Think I’m overthinkin’
Make it complicated
All the things I thought I needed man my mind be jaded
I’m done being patient
I just need the payment
Climbed myself up to the top to find out that it’s vacant

The way I’m droppin’ shit you think I’m off a fuckin’ addy
Watch these pussies jack my style call me they fuckin’ daddy
They want that hype from ATL but bitch you cannot have it
Ain’t gon’ follow in my footsteps we in different brackets

Hit me for the feature but it ain’t  free
Think you do it better but you ain’t me
Knowin’ when I blow up they gon’ hate me
I ain’t pullin’ up unless they pay me

Bitch I’m a savage I put in that violence
Hearin’ my flow and they startin’ a riot
Tellin’ my story like David, Goliath
Put it on paper and makin’ it timeless

Run it, run it, run it, run it, run it, run it, run it up
Only care about my paper never have enough
Run it, run it, run it, run it, run it, run it, run it up
If I hear him talkin’ shit then bitch we gettin’ buck

Run it, run it, run it, run it, run it, run it, run it up
Only care about my paper never have enough
Run it, run it, run it, run it, run it, run it, run it up
If I hear him talkin' shit then bitch we gettin' buck

I don’t want to talk no more
Remember what I’m doin this for
Think you worth a lot but I’m worth more
I be doin’ numbers check the scoreboard
Run it, run it, run it, run it, run it, run it, run it up
Run it, run it, run it, run it, run it, run it, run it up

SPOTIFY

RUN IT (prod. DJ Yukie)

Lyrics:
Sxmpra:
Creepin' through the shadows
Meet the pharaoh of the underground
The competition narrow
Breakin'
Breakin' Out the m0thafvckin' arrows
Leave em resting shallow
Knockin' in the whip and I got more swing than the fvckin' gallows
Imma imma
Shimmer
Like a bloody blade
Under the stars
Standing right in front of me is me I guess I met the mark
Steppin with the weapon reckon he gon' try and pull my card
I don’t give a fvck cos I know you don’t know who the fvck you are
Back up
Cos a m0thafvcka stacked up
Really wanna be the one pull up and I mag dump
Never gave a fvck
Pack a punch like a magnum
Move with the wind dissipate like a phantom
Tie em up
Call the bank for the ransom
Nobody knows
Like who you
You a random
One time for the m0thafvckin' anthem
Flow is so murderous feel like I’m Manson
Everybody drop to the m0thafvckin' deck b*tch
I won't ever stop till a m0thafvcka dead b*tch
Never made a lot now this music sh*t is endless
Imma keep on pushin' till my legacy is set in stone

Sinizter:
Out my fvckin’ mind
Goin’ for your throats like I’m a rabid canine
I don’t fvck with many I don’t like to play nice
Call me Sub-Zero how I leave ‘em all on ice
Lethal with the rifle 40/40 shoot precise

Always feel like I’m the black sheep
But don’t count me out cause I swear to god I’ll be the next thing
You pvssies always tryna jack the wave that’s popping
Gotta stay one step ahead that’s why I’m re-inventing

I need violence, ultraviolence, ultraviolence
I need violence, ultraviolence, ultraviolence
I need violence, ultraviolence, ultraviolence
I need violence, ultraviolence, ultraviolence
They
Will all fall
You will die
By my hands

SXMPRA X SINIZTER - ULTRAVIOLENCE

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LYRICS

well it’s the gut slinging east side demon creeping out the crypt

Squeeze the fruit of death I let it bleed and drip right off my lips

Creeping through the woods don’t hide your family bitch it’s time to dip

I came to slit your throat you stupid pussy mother fuckin bitch

If you should die before you wake 
Bitch that’s my soul to take
You stay up late 
I put your head up on a fucking stake
So get it straight I came for blood bitch I don’t conversate
I kill the priest fuck all the nuns and then I meditate

Hooded in the crowd hidden blade you won’t notice me
Your girl up in my cult she say I look just like I’m Joseph seed

Ima fuck around and make a million off of blood and screams
Freddy Krueger swag why you think you see me in your dreams

Fuck you mean, fuck that wild boy shit
I got candles lit when I fuck that bitch 
Slit my wrist let her lick that drip from the elbow tip to the top of my dick

Bad bitch riding shotgun she keep the same 
aim that bitch right out the window let that mother fucker bang

Bitch I’m patron sippin in gold tippin 24 sittin
I cut your neck for 33 just like I’m Scottie pippen 

Patron sippin  gold 24 sittin

I need to cope
My wrist is cut my heart is broke 
The blood is soaked
I’m on the corner slittin throats

GOOSEBUMPS! [PROD. TOXICGODD]

Cover: https://soundcloud.com/blckbrds

Spotify Link: https://open.spotify.com/album/4cfNB66rLSSPO2hRvR02as?si=Cukqh6PLQ9iuRXZyXbhNfg

AUTOBAHN (feat. Mvko)

produced by brian bright

mastered by riq shakur

problem child

written / performed by @blckbrds @salivagrey
produced by @zyllerbeats
engineered by @lilsherm187, @tumaggz, Saliva Grey

MONOCHROME (w/ Saliva Grey)

NEVER GIVING UP

IGOTBANNEDFROMHEAVEN

Imma take a mothafucka to the grave mane 
Slain 
Lay in vain 
See what happens when a mothafucka play 
Lame games 
Cellophane 
And a blade to the brain 
And Another fuckin' day and imma boutta' go insane 

I’m stuck up in my mind and I’m locked in a far away place 

 I’m Waiting for an angel to retract these Motha fuckin' chains

I be Stuck within walls that reflect all the evil shit that I commit 
Mirror mirror on the wall please watch me 
sacrifice a bitch 
And the shit I spit is blasphemous I really must admit 

But I don’t give a fuck so you really outta luck 
So take that up with another young buck 

I spray like a mothafuckin' AK four to the seven 
Mac eleven Imma 
Send another fucker to heaven 
Are they really even gonna let him
Send him back 
Cos they see that his soul has been standing within my presence

they be puttin' up a mothafuckin' image of my  face and labelling it red so I can never enter in the gates 

Death mane mothafucka 
Come from the grave 
I’m Takin a blade up out the thang 
And erasing ya name 
You think you know me pussy boy
What you know ain’t the case
I’m a psychopathic mothafucka straight out the gate 

So there’s blood up on the walls and you missin' a tooth 

 Yo carcass layin' on the floor guess you know what I do 

I Take a mothafucka's soul when I spit in the booth 

You see a demon can be seen as standing up for the youth 

Takin up a pass time makin' it they last time 
Pussy mothafucka's every one of you is past prime 

Gripping to life like a mortal and cry 
the tears start to burn now the acid is dry  

 I pull up to yo place with intentions surely cruel

Got a mask up on my face and that shit is nightmare fuel 

Bitch I’m
Makin' my way through these alternate plains searchin' for a humane way to cease all the pain 
Cos I'm just so
Sick 
Of the way shit is
Imma take away the pain so that we can live

Fuck the government eaters runnin' this shit 
I’ll Kill the man and burn the world so we can get away from the whip

Death mane mothafucka 
Come from the grave 
Takin a blade up out the thang 
And erasing ya name 
You think you know me pussy boy
What you know ain’t the case
I’m a psychopathic mothafucka straight out the gate

AUTOBAHN (feat. Mvko)

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