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featuring - @koste_music & @hexmane
production - @dj228splvtter

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BACK OFF

BACK OFF (feat. KO$TE & HEXMANE) [prod. SPLVTTER]

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PRODUCTION: https://soundcloud.com/violencetahell-beatz https://soundcloud.com/etxrnxtx
ARTWORK: oog.art (INSTAGRAM)

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NO FACE NO CASE (Ft.D_VY) Prod.VIOLENCETAHELL & ETXRNXTX

PROD. MOYTANIC
COVER ART: MOYTANIC

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" A SONG ABOUT MY NIGHTMARES, I STILL DREAM ABOUT HER... I DREAM ABOUT DYING EVERYFUCKING DAY... DEAD BUT DREAMIN?...." 

LYRICS:
" Ima break yo face
Livin in this daze 
Never having better days 
Cause I’m still not getting payed
Having awful dreams 
Every fucking day
What the fuck is love that shyt is not the same 
Ima slit my wrist 
For the fun 
Feel my spit
Get the gun 
Peel the skin 
Where da hell you been 
Devil shyt got you sick 
Alll  that blood you gonna spit
I think I lost my soul 
Cause the devil smoked it in a bowl 
Crack my skull 
Break da fucking law 
Going to crazy you know it is lit 
Fuck all the haters you know it is lit 
Getting too crazy n hazy amazing and blazing 
You know it’s lit 
Killin n feelin the meaning it’s bleeding 
I’m fiending, I’m bleeding 
You the devil that I’m seeing 
Pop another pill 
Going on a kill 
Fuck that bitch 
And fuck her friends 
Fuck her leave her stiff
It’s the fuckinf end 
I never thought it be this way
I’m sorry baby I miss you everyday 
If I can’t have you
Then no one will 
If I can’t have you 
Ima kill "

KRUEGERSET RECORDS.

CAN I KILL MYSELF? PLEASE? (PROD. MOYTANIC)

fuck around and find out say my name
mothafuckas beggin for the buku blade
I will never stop theres no where safe
creepin on a come up with that range
silk road strapped Im armed to the teeth
never take long Ill keep it brief
hit the fuckin trigger like a button delete
beat yo ass Ill keep it on beat

keep it on the real when I kickin with the devil
pedal to the metal
mothafuckas steppin to the wrong one
Ima keep it rippin like a
mothafuckin minigun
and everybody runnin like its fuckin home base
pull em back down to a deeper dark place
where the sun dont shine
never catch a fuckin case
hit em with the triple time and now
the pistol jumpin out the whip
your bodies in that ditch

flippin the weapon
a fucka stay rippin it
watch for the dark
its not safe when you step in it
summon a ritual
evil residual 
mane Im a criminal
whippin the magic
fuck around find out mane its tragic
what you want now you found my blade 
told a mothafucka that I never did play
put em in the ground with the dirt and clay

BLACK MARKET

come on mothafucka light that fire
test my patience
you are making a mistake
to think I am just complacent
I will break the necks of anybody 
that that that doubted me
this shotty is engraved
with every name thats ever stepped to me

whippin that buku blade
I wipe that fuckin look off your face
and everybody wonders why it went this way
just three words its hell to pay
packin that rifle in my case
outta fuckin time to play that game
mask is off with a brand new name
body gone missin thats a shame
stackin up the bills like its a bank
robbin mothafuckas like my name is nathan drake
took a couple years away
to try and catch a break 
comin back and seeing everybodys fuckin fake 

stick is bangin quick and all these
chumps are lookin out of it
thinkin twice about your talkin
when you got your throat slit 
ill admit I never thought that
Im the one to recommit
but yall got me jumpin on them heads
like its a mosh pit
crowd walk 
crowd walk
catch a fucka crowd walkin
all them fakes and lames
are steppin stones for me to get to rockin
please dont find it shocking
when you see me hangin with the reaper
im the student he the teacher
all the tricks and all the features

CROWD CONTROL

its the feelin you get deep down in
your stomach when you see the dark
its the feelin in your body
when you go and try to dart 
terror takin over lose control of everything 
now its time for me to pull the curtain
and I cut the strings 
always under estimated
tested with my temperment
find you lookin down the barrel
of my pistol definite
thats the prize you get for
thinking that a mothafucka wouldnt
never shoulda come here
now you under dirt the job is done

slide around town with my glock
in my jacket pocket
hood pulled tight
when I make a stang and get to rockin
bitch you fuckin cornered now
victim of a gang stalkin
I got faces watchin from a thousand places
its as nightmare
gettin kinda tired with the games
these fuckin bustas play
mane you wanted darker
here it is you got nothin to say
chain swingin
teeth gnash
hundred rounds your body thrashed 
late october is the season
light em up and turn to ash 

hummin like its just another melody
never mind my enemies
whip em with cold that steel
I do it so I can feel
my connection to the earth
when I go back to the dirt
dont let your emotions get the best of you
Im the one who lit the fuse
gave into this life of pain
conducted the subterfuge
soul in debt and I will pay
but I got some thangs to do
before the copper bell rangs
hit a couple goals
a couple racks
before the fangs sink
everything is terminal
yeah my life is terminal
and your life is terminal
this whole world is terminal

DARKER SOUNDSCAPES

if you think you slidin through
then bitch you gettin flatlined
life is harder than a slug against your chest
and breaks your spine
flashing all that money mane
you paint yourself a target
end up dissapeared and now your body
burned right down to carbon

mothafuckas suspicious
I flash my piece its so vicious
Im filled with an ambition
comin up from a darker place
I never had that wealth and comfort
had to steal and rob and whip em with a stick
beat em down with the brand new trick
mane the blood is thick
chuckin bullets caliber millimeter
its a blur
had to get ahead and now
I got a deal with lucifer 
dug into this life and now
I got no fuckin shovel
only way out is
Im lookin down a muzzle

FLATLINED

dystopia the population panics
feelin manic
with a finger on the automatic
wipin out fanatics
is there not a better way
light the world in copper spray
nothin you could pray away anyway ho

flippin back that gold plated pistol
hangin from my hip
skippin over flim flam
bust it once and now you rip
mothafuckas testin like they teachers
and they wanted it
Im the one that cheatin
with that barrel drum saiga bitch
test it once
test it twice
know you watch it rip
like a fuckin beyblade
rippin through the fuckin skin
violence is the new slang
speak it quick and you will win
watch out for the cameras
the feds they know its pay to win

ORWELL

fuck twelve
raising hell
seventh circle vibin
when Im riding with my shooters
you dont want no smoke and I can tell
by the look up on your face
you never learned the hard way
fuckin with the wrong one
the tec is jumpin with a spray 
all black
murder case
masked up
no face
creepin thru the darkest dungeon
dissapear without a trace
blood up in the streets
youll never get your fuckin peace
pull it back and now its thumpin
like the hammer on the piece
flippin the bodies
big guns
hope ya fast
you better run
mane I gave you till the count of three
I do it just for fun
hell is freezin over and its
tundra with the cold mane
send you down below
a special death for fuckin with my name
fuck an opp
tundra drop em with a clop
shuttin down the fuckin shop
if ya wanna take a shot
make it hot

SPECIAL DEATH

HITEMWITHABIGGUN!!

mothafuckas wanna talk about it like they know me
pay up sucka mothafuckas gonna owe me
middle fingers up and now your bitch she wanna blow me
hit em with the venom and its sweet like lychee
hit em with the drip and everything is so pricey
hit em with the rizz and make a mothafucka icey
gonna fuck around and make the game so dicey
busta gonna step up and you really wanna try me
hit em with the copper gonna spray like an AK
pussy mothafucka gonna drop for a pay day
never did you think about the consequence
and everything I promised
I deliver cause these mothafuckas play
clickin back the burner cause the devil dont wait no
bathe up in the copper cause you cant escape fate no 
hit em with the triple time a motherfucka blast off
flames that spread like a full gas molotov

hit em with the big gun 
watch a mothafucka run run run run

drop your act cause a mothafucka say so
watch yo tone cause never will I tip toe
watch that pistol pop with the red glow
bet you really wanna test what I throw
catch a mothafucka with the all black fit
put em in the shadow with a throat that slit
rockin with the beast and I bet you wanna quit
hit em with a big gun make a body flip

hit em with the big gun 
watch a mothafucka run run run run

BIG GUN!

LYRICS:

[CA$PR]

Its that mystic cryptic muthafucka
Leave you shaken like thunda
Black eyed triple six wonda
Dont try and run up
If im in the studio dont fuck with me im doing my thang
Standing in a circle eyes roll back i fucking levitate
Really bout that devil shit thats why i wear inverted chains
Really be a mystic pimp these demons wanna give me brain
Thats why every beat i make is always coming out insane
Thats why everybody saying CA$PR run the fucking game

Bitch im high as hell im off that codien
Man yo bitch a freak she take the whole team
Swallowing my kids she need the protien
Ive been playing hoes since i was fourteen
Bitch im high as hell im off that codien
Man yo bitch a freak she take the whole team
Swallowing my kids she need the protien
Ive been playing hoes since i was fourteen

[LIL 6IXXX]

Its immaculate conception misdirection what reppin 
Fuck you pussies talkin but you wanna try an take the revered 
I've been summoning crushing powders for the potions of the heavens 
Said this elixir that I'm drinking got me flexing like a bastard 

Said what you mean you wanna leave 
Oh no your never gonna leave 
This here the gang this here the cult 
This here the team bitch imma beast 
I'm busting out the fucking cage 
I said I'm ready for the feast 
I'm bouta make another plate 
Bitch I've been starving in the heat 

Say what you want ?
I spill the blood of all my enemies 
The terror please get out my fucking way 
I'll show you what I mean 
abduct a bitch i pull up quick 
I need some blood i take that shit 
The table running red 
I'm bout to fill the chalice bitch 

Said what you mean I need a little more of that coding
Said I've been in the fucking hood im serving more fiends 
Pour another fucking line you know what i need 
I need some coke I need some pills I need some more please 

I wanna end my fucking life cause imma dope fiend 
I'll summon all my fucking demons for the whole team 
I'm losing mfs cause they wanna hoe me 
I am the evil one I know you fucking know me

BLACK MARKET

TUNDRAMANE

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