Thats a perfect new beat tape for the vocals🤩🤩🤩

@logan-eggleston-159427116 😤🙏❤️‍🔥

this reminds me of Freddie Dredd but better🤩

FEATURING:
https://soundcloud.com/slyye
https://soundcloud.com/koste_music
PRODUCTION:
https://soundcloud.com/shadowstar666

SPOTIFY: https://open.spotify.com/track/3LdLIqOVZQEzCGJKFh4hhI?si=706d499dca884c70

BLOWBACK (FT. SLYYE & KOSTE) [PROD.SHADOWSTAR x KUSH FACE]

new drift phonk track! prod. by me, sorry about the delay

also, working on a 4 track ep. ill drop a single for it soon in about a week.

ROLL WIT THA MASK

SHOUT OUT https://soundcloud.com/adamtheshinobi

TUNDRA

mothafucka come and test
meet yo fate yo final rest
hollow tips into yo chest
light em up I'm never pressed
roll around and talk yo shit
you envious of me
run your luck against my temper
send ya runnin hide and seek
crack you with my piece
I call this little bitch my cop stopper
break your fuckin jaw
like its an ever lasting gobstopper
crushin up the scene
like junkies with their prescriptions
powder burnin holes in backs of brains
like its a fuckin burner
grimy mothafuckas keepin close
but never pull the trigger
always lacked the nuts to pull the mission
talk about a stang
blowin up yo fuckin face
its comin back like boomarangs
slidin thru yo block
its tundra with the fuckin metal fangs 
adam with the blammer
clickin it back you fuckin banished
creepin up wiping up evidence
zip it up mane your body fuckin vanish
it's the moment you think that your safe
the copper gon rip
bustas think they coolin
now the blood gonna drip

ADAM THE SHINOBI

Sliding Down the city
make another move and profit mane
this is how we move in the south
what you knocking
Grab my heater off the dresser
and then I’m moving out the whip
count ya blessings
cuz I’m steady on a hustle in this biz (mane)
Chopping up these bustas
put they head inside the coffin
popping with my 45
there goes another sucka dropping
Burning rubbers hitting 90
as I’m spinning down the street
creeping seeking for that paper
and then I leave yo knees weak
187 211 put this thang up to ya dome
tell me how you wanna drop
when I’m kill you with this chrome
Leaving out the corner store
and with a pocket full of folds
mane you wanna lil sum
I can get you for the low
Hanging steady with the vatos
as I sit and I sip
looking heavy toss and turning
better load my clip
Tundra creeping with the mask
got the pump how to rip
southern stunna on the mic mane
you know how we get (yuh)

TEST YA LUCK (FT. ADAM THE SHINOBI)

TUNDRAMANE
drippin out like a demon
with them chains
Im creepin low and schemin
you could never fathom
what Im dreaming
world domination 
armor plated like my patience
crushin expectations
whos the latest?
whos the greatest?
fuck em all
watch me ball
never to fall the victim
its the lack of all ambition
for these bustas
Ima scope em through the frontal lobe
and recollect my focus
make it global its my business
flippin it back with no competetion
aint you talkin shit
without a mothafuckin pot to piss in 
fade em with the razor catch a phase
the blood is just a chaser
masked up like the zodiac
you starin down my muzzle
flexin muscle
grab a shovel
get to diggin
with a chuckle
blood stains all up on my duffle
motherfuckers bound to fate to suffer
flippin the bodies
the clock it be tickin
you thinkin you slick
and the trigger is beckoning
reckoning everything
tundra the menacing
violence is deafening
call it malevolent attitude
Im whippin it like a funeral
the body bag jumpin
like the pistol that was thumpin
give you solitude

EVILMANE
All my life has been a hail mary
Watchin me go numb
Under the clouds
I'm with the shadows
Thin on ice
And its not fun
I hold my gun
This nightmare
Will not seem to end
And trapped inside this dome
I got a couple of friends
I got a couple of friends
I wear a frown upon my face
Cause everyday
I'm feelin like I'm out of place
Deep in outer space
A snake sheds a new skin
Bitch I aint the new kid
Hold on
I think these suckas all forgot
Who that mothafuckin one
Who that mothafuckin one
That stands up quick
When dropped
And aint gone run
Them engines revving
Drift in phonk
And we gone shed some blood
The partys in the back
A heart attack
From what they cuttin up
Taking it to another level
Cause they do not give a fuck
Live with the bears
The terror striking underneath
You hear the prayers
Between the thunder 
And the screams
Two hundred stairs
Three angels sing the symphony
Who said its fair
The devil shows no sympathy

ZODIAC (FT. EVILMANE)

YUNG VARG X MANIC MANE X WRVITHMVNE - SILENT NIGHT DEADLY NIGHT (PROD. DJ KROPOTKIN)

TUNDRA
fuck it Ima go berserk
like junkies lookin for the percs
pop em with the pistol save your shock 
thats how this shit just work
movin like a shadow
I dont got the time to waste and burn
reaper wants me dead
he better pick it up 
hes bound to learn
I dont do them drugs 
im fueled by hatred
and its in my blood 
whippin the weapon
and droppin the bodies
I bury my enemies in the mud
you talk a big game 
with a bullet in the brain
I put down quick with dirty phonk
seventh circle opens like a seal
when I go pop the trunk 
who the fuck you take me for
thinkin that Im just a fool
I will break your fuckin necks 
and do it while I keep my cool
get into my path and face destruction
I am sick of fake ass mothafuckas 
flexin thinkin that they art means somethin
I will wipe my fuckin ass with everything that you create
summoning everything all my power 
manifest and I will break
your soul and will and mind its mental
tundra feelin temperamental
judge jury executioner
hand in hand with lucifer

E R R O R
Bitch I’m walking thru the field of sorrow and the death
I see the corpses piling up the inside this bloody here dimension
Bitch I never been the one to bring the chill I bring the tension
Everybody want the money but I really want a sentence
For my life roll dice, till I’m waking up in nice hoes,
I don’t want the cash
I want a mansion with some ice cold
blood runnin through my veins 
Devil playing with my brain
Cut u up like u the same
Demons stockin novacaine 
Cuz ima ice cold killa on a mfn mission
taking off and I be winnin all u tricks
u keep on sp bitch I never hear opinions
of u suckas u some bitches
and I’m trippin cuz I’m slippin
need to stack it to the ceiling

BLOOD AND ICE (FT. E R R O R)

grab myself up the belt I pull the glock from holster
mothafuckas call it bluff and now they see me post up
anywhere anytime I will creep up with the nine
out the bushes with the ski I put these slugs up in your spine
suck up on my dick
its when I say so
mothafuckas tryna jack the sound
this aint a game no no hold up
we the ones that made em bounce
back before they knew the sound
creepin in the cut
we dug it up
it was the underground
frontin with yo label
mane you lookin kinda plastic 
breakin it down I feel fantastic
quit yo fussin so dramatic
its the way I watch you move
and mane you always been predictable 
count yo money
count yo checks
remember you so visible
whippin that red hot copper 
simmer down never gonna get to stoppin 
divin out back with the pistol thumpin
stompin that bitch with the beatdown bumpin
its all day
sippin on mad dog
really want test it
everybody got the message
whos invested 
who the best is
Im on top 
its uncontested
practice all my shots Im like an aimbot 
scopin like Im leon with the red dot
comin up now with the pistol whip
ghost right outside of the whip
zip it up now that box is ticked
motherfucka off the shits

AIMBOT

balaclava rock
with a glock on my hip
let it rip
spill the blood
take a sip
like im vlad
off the shits
Im the shadow creepin
from the fuckin meadow
wet my blade
watch me fade
like the rain
lucid like a dream and now
its just a nightmare
reach out in the dark
and feel the muzzle
yeah Im right there
feel the black breath
down the back of your neck
meet ya with a cold stare
watch the fire flare
then it flickers
with a whimper
get to diggin
bet you wish you couldve hit me
with the fuckin blicky
Im too quick you couldnt catch me
now the blood is sticky
searchin for my targets
and I never was too picky
go on run your mouth
I catch you mothafuckas slippin
"tell me why,
tell me why,
whats the reason for the crime?"
when you lookin for a problem
get ready to fuckin solve it
I dont play no fuckin games
and now Im rockin with revolver
call me arthur morgan
I dont fuck with feds
I duck and fuckin pop em

BALACLAVA ROCK

ATTITUDE w BAD SMITH

cut a mothafucka with the chaos blade
oh every single target I never play no 
rainin blood its time for the rain coat
put a mothafucka in the grave
with a throat slash
pedal to the metal they call me mad max
pit a mothafucka now they got that road rash
never chase a bag my life is so cash
fuck your rat race
everybody so trash
ima focus on my grind and leave it bloody barren
never stop my fuckin warpath
til I got these people starin
now they frozen with they egos
and Ill pop the fuckin bubble
sick of stupid fuckin rappers
tundras lookin for the trouble bitch
flash a couple dollars
and you flash a fuckin chain
call that shit a claim to fame
mane I tell you fuckin lame
never did you see it comin
how a thug could pull the burner
takin all yo fuckin shit
and now you all just look the same
spill that blood I fuckin sip it up
body bag I fuckin zip it up
all that slack I fuckin pick it up
never to trust when Im makin a buck
yeah you got yo numbers
and to that I say so what
all your beats they sound like shit
and all you lyrics sounding fucked
really wanna test a mothafucka with this shit
kill a fuckin busta with a big red brick
never really gotta bust out my stick
everybody runnin when I hit my lick
Im a fuckin raider now its time to fuckin pay up
if you do not show respect
I never hesitate to take it mane

BLOOD AND ICE (FT. E R R O R)

TUNDRAMANE

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