Omg how sick are these drops? awesome track

LYRICS:
[CA$PR]
BITCH I REPRESENT THE SIXES
EVIL FLOWIN OUT MY BRITCHES
I CANT FUCK WITH ALL YALL BITCHES
YALL WANT CLOUT YALL WANT MY RICHES
WAY TO CLOSE CANT CATCH THIS SICKNESS
GET THE FUCK UP OUT MY BUISNESS 
YA I DONT PRACTICE FORGIVNESS
LEAVE UM BODIED OUT A WITNESS

BITCH IMA CUTTHROAT
CUTTHROAT
CUTTHROAT
THATS WHY YOU ON MY NUTS HOE
NUTS HOE
NUTS HOE
FLEX BUT YOU A NO SHOW
NO SHOW
NO SHOW
SEE YOUR BITCH IN FRONT ROW
FRONT ROW
FRONT ROW
FRONT ROW

ROLLIN THROUGH YOUR HOOD IT AINT NO THANG
I DONT WANT YOUR BITCH THAT PUSSY STANK
FLIPPIN ON YOUR BLOCK AND HIT THE BANK
PUSSYBOI YOU KNOW I MAKE IT RAIN
FUCK THAT BETTER YET I MAKE IT POUR
TURNING CLASSLESS BITCHES INTO WHORES
PUSSYBOI IM KICKIN IN THE DOOR
EYES BE CROSSIN STARTIN AT THE DOT

MUSIC VIDEO

CA$PR -  CUTTHROAT [PROD. CA$PR]

CA$PR X GREEN AS WEED - $OOKAH BLYAT [PROD. CREEPDASLOW]

New Release featuring the homie Doza, beat produced by Yung Zodiacc. up on all platforms including spotify. Follow us on instagram. @scythermane @hbkdoza @yungzodiacc
Art: Doza
Lyrics
Scyther Mane:
Nappy headed motherfucker never learn my lesson grab that smith and Wesson wit no hesitation who am my pressing there’s no besting the population of Weston gator man it’s been a while got yo bitch to smile, in 305 man we vile

Never met a better motherfucker meant to take yo life I entertain a busta motherfucka cuz my bitch no wife, she grab the glock & put that piece between yo eyes dont sympathize

catch a gat or two my homie pleased to hydrolyze yo body, I’m on my money everybody come and get yo money. U ain’t my honey homie we all foul & find u funny. Pull up get a crown up on my body for my money

💔Doza💔:
creeping up the cellar
doza coming with that 4 inch blade
devil talking to me
he don't know me boy get up my face
knocking at yo door I swear to God man you gon feel my pain
banging 3 6 in my civic feeling like I'm juicy mane
who you testing
get to stepping
lay me where the river cold
feeling like I'm midas
way I touch a beat and turn it gold
smite me if I turn my back
I can never trust no hoe
only good for 2 things and that's sucking and taking my dough

now I'm walking by my lonely all up in this empty road
devil talking to me trying take me trying get my soul
I could never go out Imma smack em turn em to my hoe
doza flow so cold I swear to God turn fire into snow
how you got so much to say
you try me stab you in the face
let you meet the reaper
he gon take yo ass up to yo grave
slaying witches
fucking bitches
pull up with that scythe lil mane
HBK and 3rd cartel
that doza and that scythermane

TALES FROM DA CRYPT (Feat. HbkDoza)[PROD. YUNG ZODIACC]

Lyrics:

Hook:
Look in yo eyes you ain’t no killa/
My choppa make him hit his Thrilla/
I’m on my shit and that’s forilla/
Reverse cowgirl when I drill her/

I’m high as fuck I’m off that Green Crack/
My mind in space there ain’t no comin’ back/
I’m spendin’ racks I get it right back/
Talkin’ tough I know he all cap/

Verse:
Fast and I’m Furious driftin’/
No competition, no mention/
I do this shit, no pretending/
Rise to the top I’m ascending/

Bitch I do the most I’m finna double down/
Pull up to the show and I’ma shut it down/
Countin’ up them hunnids I ain’t runnin’ out/
Said he want the fade but be duckin’ now/

I’m gettin’ pesos/
I got that bankroll/
That’s why I stay low/
That’s why I stay low/

I’m gettin’ pesos/
I got that bankroll/
That’s why I stay low/
That’s why I stay low/

Hook:
Look in yo eyes you ain’t no killa/
My choppa make him hit his Thrilla/
I’m on my shit and that’s forilla/
Reverse cowgirl when I drill her/

I’m high as fuck I’m off that Green Crack/
My mind in space there ain’t no comin’ back/
I’m spendin’ racks I get it right back/
Talkin’ tough I know he all cap/

Sinizter & Pharmacist - ON MY SHIT

PROD. @https://www.youtube.com/channel/UC_ZaGY1g42nZqcgz7YcsbCQ

TRASH AMV https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fOnHheOTpyM&list=RDMMfOnHheOTpyM&start_radio=1

Lyrics:

Double barrel shotty for ya bit-bit-hotty
Ima cut her in the mardis gras, fvckin on her body
Im a slvt drawn psycho dancing corpses with bicardi
Sippin n1pple drippin whippin in the pool with your th0tties

Double barrel shotty for ya bit-bit-hotty
Ima cut her in the mardis gras, fvckin on her body
Im a slvt drawn psycho dancing corpses with bicardi
Sippin n1pple drippin whippin in the pool with your thotties

Im a bish-b1tch, im a wish-kid, snappin on the candles casting curses on your wits-wits
Making you insane, im a nessecacary puzzle piece
Showing you my brain, I'm a less-than-scary-cuddle-weeb
Huh? Buy an AK you know I'm kiddin
Ride a fvckin hayday for the other living
Gonna start the shootin on the walkin-dead
Lookin like im lying red, fvcking sheeple stupid meditated, know the senate-said
That you cant buy guns, that you cant buy drvgs, that you cant kick bums off the curb with the stun
2-mayweather mother told me pray a better peace, but my soul in on a lease
from the d3vil in his ease
I'm a motherfvcking lost-soul, I'm a canister of evil off his press-valve
Cobble stone is fvcking broken, open pandoras box
I'm a caught-cold, virus hour, slither deagle shot-mode

TRASH GANG AMV

MARDI GRAS (PROD. UNREM)

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100 CORPSES (Feat. SXMPRA) Prod. Jake OHM

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SUPERSTITIOUS w/ SXMPRA

Creeping in the alley with a mutha fuckin Bally ima levitate the clitoris until we become pally ima dead you in the caddy on the motorway to Cali then I’ll leave you in the valleys feeling like you on some Valium 

I get no sleep 
I fantasise of cemeteries 
I Fantasize of death because my mind is incomplete 

I hit that 308 flow when I roll hoe 
Im on the road to opium on my own bro

Valium Valleys Ft IDIO Prod. BooBooMane

temptation

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

I GOT BANNED FROM HEAVEN (Prod. SXMPRA)

THE FINALE OF THE KILL THEM ALL TRILOGY
feat. @666-feet-under

Lyrics:

Undead Ronin:

It’s that time we back again
The Ronin, 6Shmitt ain’t yo friends
We kill them all
Yo neck will bend
No mercy for you this the end
I bring that blade to split yo neck open
And drink it like it’s coca-cola 
Say yo fucking prayers tonight 
We taking over no survivors 
Sick of all these bitch ass motherfuckers
Running lip they never gonna throw a fist
They never gonna leave my sight tonight
Get back into yo cage 
You are not shit but fuel for all my hate
I’m cracking yo ribs with a bat
And I’m draining yo blood and I’m filling a vat
So just get back
Bitch boy get back
You don’t want no smoke
You just some hoes yuh
Better watch yo tone
Or I will break yo fuckin nose 
I got some dusters I been saving for a stupid fucking hoe like you
I’m smacking and cracking yo skull around 
Making a mess of yo fluids and letting em fester
Swing around the dagger 
Till you fall a fucking sleep 
And imma wake you back up 
Making sure that you don’t fucking die tonight
Mister murder murking many motherfucking  
Bustas with the .45 on my side
You piss yo pants before I cock it back
And blast yo ass in the goddamn face
Leave yo body where it lays 
And head on out cause im about to fuckin

Sigilmane:

Don't you come we know 
Unless you ready to duck 
And trade some punches 
Flowless
Imma kill these motherfuckers 
Kill the rest of them 
And kill again
Got blood in my spit
Get a grip
Move the earth
With the swerve 
Of a hearse
Spit a verse 
Shake the dirt
Smoke a pack and leave you burnt
What's the word, 
Mother fucka there's a reason for this Busta bitch im
Killin and drilling
No limits
With this shit
That bitch want it twisted
Whole scene got it twisted
Ain't rapping for you so get the
Fuck out my mentions
I'll break everything 
That won't get out of my way
6shmitt, Undead Ronin has entered to slay
You screaming MAYDAY
This scripture is yo fucking fate
I grip the Louisville and now we at a stand still
Until I swing that fucking slugger
Press that shit up to yo bill
Watch that shit bounce off 
Like rubber till you spitting up yo grills
Mane give me chills
Make that mothafucka peel
Ain't a wound that you can heal
Now you rotten and congealed 
Fucking bitch under my heel
Fill yo stomach up with eels
Mother fucka I am head over heels 
When I come and fucking-

100 CORPSES (Feat. SXMPRA) Prod. Jake OHM

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