Twisted in the head. 
I wish the birds would shut the fuck up. 
PRODUCED BY BOZ.

Ned Bundy - Birds Ain't Real (Prod. BOZ)

FOLLOW @AK.HAZARD
FOLLOW @D_VY
FOLLOW @DEADSEA
FOLLOW @VIBEMALLS ON INSTA

VISCERA - GXNUIZ X D_VY X AK.HAZARD

Bitch I'm kicking in the door. With the 44
Young rabbitmane, mister lay em on the floor
Mr gotta get this bread
Mr gotta pay these bills
Mr gotta feed my fam
Mr gotta keep it real
Mr creepin with the gauge
Camping outside of ya place
Mr call my bloodas up
And let em shoot you in the face
Mr motherfuck a case
Mr I do not play
I'm the motherfuckin mister mister mister rabbitmane.
Mr ion never cap
Mr try me ima snap
Mr punch you in yo face if you can't shut yo fuckin trap
Mr ion give a fuck
The fuck you hoe ass niggaz on
Mr get up out my space because I'm in my fuckin zone.
Mr beat you to the ground
Kuz these pussy niggas hoes
Mr pistolwhip yo mouth until you lookin hella old.
Im the Mr. Rabbitmane but you already kno
call me mr soul snatcha 9 mili take ya soul

MISTER SOUL SNATCHA (PROD. DJ $IX)

4 track demo mix with @dead_hippie666 

1) NO LAMES 2K22
2) YOU KNOW WHAT'S UP 
3) LIVE BY YO REP
4) LURKING

@6feetdeeprecords
@closedcasketrecords

Cassettes

LV*RK & DEAD HIPPIE - DA CUTTHROAT DEMO MIX 2K22

FEEDING TIME FEAT. HILOKALON (PROD. SHADOWSTAR)

*VISUAL*
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=g0GIuAqeQnU

ONE THING THATS FO CERTAIN U GON RECOGNIZE DIS PIMPIN

Featuring:
@hilokalon
Produced by:
@lucky-menace

ICEMANE X HILOKALON - ADDICTED TO PIMPIN' (PROD. LUCKY MENACE)

HILOKALON - STILL TRIPP N'  FREESTYLE

LYRICS:
im searching and searching
but still no one
we learning its urgent
there is no god

follow the serpert he'll show its worth it
he'll tell you its certain that there is no god
knowledge and power dont come from this earth
and birthed everything that we hate so were wrong
this feeling is urgent we need every person
to wake up a version of greatness inside
the life that we hold is so cold in the winter
and summers we shiver and freeze everynight
icemane an angel brought food to the table
this poison is fatal we cradle new life
babies are born everyday but the same energy
is created when somebody dies
suffer and wonder why god is so absent
we praying and screaming at clouds in the sky
cancerous patterns no mind over matter
you cannot control it its growing inside
thoughts become things you believe and recieve
but count all our blessing before you arrive
heaven and earth is just hell but it worse
and icemane is the first to reveal all its lies
so follow me down the valley where judgement is made
and you'll see that we all been tricked
they feed off our pain and despair its okay
cause icemane will give you a reason to live

SEARCHING (PROD. HUMAN JUNIOR)

chozen-the getaway (prod.tenngage)

BREAKIN' THEY NECKZ ft. ACE $NOW$ [Prod. HOSPICEMANE]

MORE SLYYE AND HEXMANE ON THE WAY.

PRODUCED AND WRITTEN BY SLYYE AND HEXMANE.

MIXED BY HEXMANE.

BIG SHOUTOUT AND THANK YOU TO HEXMANE.

LYRICS:

[SLYYE]
I cherish the days, when you were at my football games
Sitting in the f-150 bumpin' Isaac Hayes 
The commodores and Al Green, the music stays with me 
I’ll always think back to the times we lived in Tennessee 
Before the misery, that was too soon to ensue 
I miss all the car trips listening to the blues 
Always watching the news and sittin' in the den 
I never had a clue, I was a kid back then.

You were my dad when my own father walked away 
You kept an eye on me when mom was working late 
You never led me astray, you told me do your best 
It broke my soul when we all had to lay you to rest 
I try to stay out of trouble pushin' on through the struggle
Even though I slip up and on occasion I fumble 
You listened when I was Mark, and now they call me SLYYE 
No direction in life, deep down I still wanna die.

[HEXMANE]
And If I die, nobody batting an eye sat and fed the denial 
But happiness is a lie
Keep on eating the bile
They fed you since your a child
Telling you how to live and telling you when to smile
I tried to break out the chains cause they never gave me a file
Selling me all these scripts and they selling em by the pile
Just elements in a vial
Turn that shit to a powder
Press it into a pill
Still crying up in the shower
I’m sorry I had my fill
 
And the milk is getting too sour
I tried to rid of myself and I’m nothing more then a coward
Working away my life I’m climbing a crumbling tower
Climbing a broken ladder for pennies and no power
Ticking away the hours
Till I can burn up the flower
You can pick at my brain but only if I allow it
And nothing will ever change all my demons will pull me backwards
Only thing I learned was in the end nothing mattered

AS WE CLOSE THE DOOR

SLYYE X HEXMANE - AFTER WE CLOSE THE DOOR

PLAYAMADERECORDS
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ǝɹǝɥʍou oʇ qnlɔ ǝʌısnlɔxǝ

CONTACT - TYPE.ON33@gmail.com

FEEDING TIME FEAT. HILOKALON (PROD. SHADOWSTAR)

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