The Reaper - uphanist & angelmortis (feat. g1nger) [prod. Nocturne]

Stalked - angelmortis & uphanist (prod. angelmortis)

Year That You Die - angelmortis & uphanist (prod. angelmortis)

THE ONE PIECE IS REAAALLLLLL!!!!!!

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Lyrics:

Tell that nigga come n get back
Niggas hatin I dont get that
I dont wanna hear the sip sap
Headshot! Choppa hit a head tap

"You aint even really like those bitch nigga" oh i tell em "Bet that"
Light em up like pyro
Fire fist, feelin like I'm Ace
Lighter to the face, you can call me Spyro

Im breakin it down
Then pickin it up
A god in the makin, just look at the touch!
It's been in my blood
To keep it a buck
So all of you hating I dont give a fuck!
All my money, Im gettin it cutthroat!
Big boss, niggas call me huncho!
With the crew, we killin n lootin the game 
Motherfucker I feel like a Yonko!

Put a bounty right up on my head
Got my runnin n doin the dash, I dont think that they like me!
The country would best want me dead
Been bad as the fuck since a kid, I feel like I'm Mikey!
The pole give him one in the chest
Got choppas but they aint for meds, they takin yo life b!

The bullets they leavin a mess tho
Three swords, switch it up Zoro!
Cash flow
Get it by the boat load
Imma never wonder where a ho go!
And my shooter he rockin a long nose
Slingshot, he dont need no scope!

Never lack
Always keep a heat packed
Heart black, swear my shit too froze!
On attack
We showin your D blows 
Catch up, we uppin it 5-0!

Told em gimmie a minute n watch this!
Punk Hazard get a little toxic!
Overwhelming, he losin his conscience!
Flow sick, its makin him nauseous!

Slow-Slow, I dont hear a clock tick!
No foe, all you niggas not it!
So bold, switchin when the chop hit!
All gold, holdin in my pocket!

Im breakin it down
Then pickin it up
A god in the makin, just look at the touch!
It's been in my blood
To keep it a buck
So all of you hating I dont give a fuck!
All my money, Im gettin it cutthroat!
Big boss, niggas call me huncho!
With the crew, we killin n lootin the game 
Motherfucker I feel like a Yonko!

Hop outta class n I hop on a beat in my element and Im still better than niggas they rate!
The music is evident, they dont got shit to me, so I cant really go blame all the hate!

But he better not talk on my name first!
Blade sharp, finna give a taper!
And I'm keepin one up in the chamber!
Move fast, gonna meet your maker!

Uh, diss again since you all got time!
Give him "One Piece" of my own mind!
He a devil, send him to the Grand Line!
And I take life when the nights blind!

He a sub, send him to the sideline!
He aint really ready for the high tide!
That was once yours, now your shits mine!
Tried to get it, now he need a lifeline!

EUGH, CHOPPA GON TURN HIM TO MATTER!
LEAVE HIM FACE DOWN, HE DONT MATTER!
OBESE, POCKETS GETTIN FATTER!
SEVEN RINGS, DRIP ADS HARD AS SATURN!

THINK HARD PICKIN UP THE PATTERN!
I GO UP, KINDA LIKE A LADDER!
IMMA CARRY THE GAME TILL MY BACK HURT!
WHEN I SHOOT OFF THE GLASS IMMA SHATTER!

Im breakin it down
Then pickin it up
A god in the makin, just look at the touch!
It's been in my blood
To keep it a buck
So all of you hating I dont give a fuck!
All my money, Im gettin it cutthroat!
Big boss, niggas call me huncho!
With the crew, we killin n lootin the game 
Motherfucker I feel like a Yonko!

YONKO!

YONKO! (PROD. LVK X MMT)

Walk In Da Club [Prod. Sinato]

STUNT! (prod. Qrystral)

sick song @96jcc6igupwj @angelmortis

Lyrics⬇️
Dirty up my gun I gotta stop watchin a basic bitch 
Swervin out the lot I got that zip and it’s just 5 percent 
Say you rolling up but I just saw you leave walkin out that bitch
Open up your door I got a new prestige it’ll leave you bent

Flip the laws up on their head
Find a loophole
There's a bitch following me
And I think he wanna go
So I say what's up
You wanna fight
Light you up like dynamite
Running for your life
But there's no one in sight 

Steady rollin like a barrel bitch 
Find a way to get that zip 
Mind games can’t fuck with this 
Bitch I gotta dip

Yeah I got 4 doors Can’t let you in 
Doors close we speed off quick 
Bad choice it don’t mean shit 
Gun noise can’t hear my whip 

Looking for my strap
Got it now I'm gonna dip
Gotta 9 millimeter
But that really ain't shit
Need a war grade weapon
And I'll keep it by my side
If you run up on me acting stupid
You gonna die

got more weapons than a war sight 
pussy get it right 
12 bullets for your 9 lives 
Keep a 45 
By my bedside bitch try 
I won’t ever die 
Never miss like deadeye 
Bullets gonna fly
﻿
Rollin 6 deep 
On god we gotta sheep 
I see you copy us 
It’s time for us to meet

Big gun now we step on bitches 
You don’t want no business 
It ain’t fun play you like a scrimmage 
Now we gotta finish 

Underground bunker that is where I store my shit
Got security cams up, tracking movement
If you break in, press a button, you are stuck inside
When you hear it bolt down, know I never let it slide

Walkin in guns ablaze
See the look up on your face
When you realize
You made the biggest mistake
So I pull it once, twice, thrice
Then I let it strike
Do the job
Then I'll frame it, make it look like suicide

WAR GRADE - uphanist & angelmortis (prod. WXRST)

knocking that boys block im wit my blades like Freddy Krueger uh
he said he wanted static til he got met with this ruger uh
lil cuddy can't decide So im dividin his madula 
if you gon diss me please at least make sure it ain’t manure 
lil brodie acting reckless
Just sit back and keep an eye on him
make sure that he don’t do anything to make me fye on him
the second that he do we locked and loaded let the tires spin 
ima stop his fucking heart Soon as he talks like he desires it

what in the fuck is the motive 
choppa eat lil brodie,cannibalistic 
like mei terumi i’m corrosive
do em dirty when i’m going ballistic
bitch my energy explosive
tear em apart yea i’m animalistic
oh. my. god. pocket. bloated 
made all of this because f of my linguistic 
ran up on me 4 deep and i left em squared when I divide the 2
bitch i’m a beast, yea i pop like grease, and i’m still in my youth
i’m not a fairy but mf ima knock his tooth
this choppa get em talking so i named it the glocky of truth
get done up
like a star i’m going hard until the sun up 
my come up
coming soon i see the numbers start to jump up
you fucked up 
when you dropped the lo, on my mother 
we run up
like a hunnid deep, ain’t going undercover 

pull up where he dreams 
f&n with a 30 and a light and a beam
all hits on me
get my name out yo mouth cause i promise this shit isn’t sweet
gotta blow some steam
got me feeling like ares cus i know no peace
i destroy ya regime
step down from the thrown lil brodie cus kami the king

im like fucking mercenary , here’s the hearse you carry
on ya block a ra ba ba ba
i just left you with a corpse to bury
ruger blaring
i was slept on, and they all ignored me
now i’m up ahead and now they can’t afford me
wasn’t checking for me then, and now the same bitches adore me
i just ripped a page out and i ended his whole  fucking story
pull out my camera, and turn em into a best gore leak
you talking all that shit but lil brodie your name is corey

FREDDY KRUEGER (kay9)

(I love you Hachi)

[238HACHIMAN]
I'm a bad tempered kid and I wanna do some bad shit
Bat shit crazy what they call me with a hatchet
A mallet, whatever work, I use it when I grab it
Like Raditz I kill my brothers if I'm feeling mad, bitch

And I never used to be this way when I was younger
Used to be a good lil' kid who would happily go slumber
Now I'm up all night, poppin' pills and worrying bout' numbers
When I wake up in the morning, pray to me that I don't crumble

(I'm my own God)

Bitch I don't give no fucks
Get your ass out the way
'Fore you run out of luck
I assume how you stand
Is how you gon' punch
Like a bitch in the paint
Or a fly or a bug

And I know that's what you want
You flaky like croissant
When you talk you change your font
I don't fuck wit none y'all

New year, new me and I got me a baddy
I'm way too hot like a bro from Cali
I wanted that gun-smoke, trigger happy
He wanted that gun-smoke, how he capping

I pound my chest, and I'm proud like a lion
I let out my scream, it sound like I'm dying
I love all my brothers, it's shoutout to Xion
We gon' be big, talking bout some Giants

And all y'all talking on my name, you ain't know what's good
Get my fucking cock up out your mouth, you cant suck my wood
Twenty DMs, twenty bitches, and they all got stood
I'm just a lil' kid and yall some olds, so I'm gon' be rude

[4NG3L]
I'm just a lil' kid I turn the corner from my whip, what's good
My pistol cocked, might pop your shit, my temper up, my aim so good
When I rap man I be on shit
When you tell me you good man, you ain't on shit
I don't care what you on man I stay in my own lane
Open FL man I spit on shit

He be talking the shit, we done spun the block on em' like once, twice, thrice
Put the gun in his shit he ain't talking no more, I done figured it out, I'm like Felix n' shit
And his homie wanna start to talking, I'm like the hell with all that just send me the addy
I'm not (a) normal man, I'm a bad tempered kid, I'ma send him a vid with his girl with that fatty

(Girl with that fatty)

I'm just a lil' kid I turn the corner from my whip, what's good
My pistol cocked, might pop your shit, my temper up, my aim so good
When I rap man I be on shit
When you tell me you good man, you ain't on shit
I don't care what you on man I stay in my own lane
Open FL man I spit on shit

[238HACHIMAN]
I'm a bad tempered kid and I wanna do some bad shit
Bat shit crazy what they call me with a hatchet
A mallet, whatever work, I use it when I grab it
Like Raditz I kill my brothers if I'm feeling mad, bitch

And I never used to be this way when I was younger
Used to be a good lil' kid who would happily go slumber
Now I'm up all night, poppin' pills and worrying bout' numbers
When I wake up in the morning, pray to me that I don't crumble

(I love you Hachi)

BADTEMPEREDKIDD [W/ 4NG3L] [PROD. CHASE NOIR]

lyrics:

(kami)
Real-deal stepper, come up out the cut
yea lil brodie dodge smoke, boy we buckin or what
i got em stuttering , stumbling, fumbling, over his words cuddy there ain’t no if, ands, or buts
jyeah bitch 
Further the faction, it’s fuck your philosophy
boy you ain’t bout it, fuck allat dishonesty
your death is definite, there ain’t no probably
foot on their necks and it’s fuck your apology

(kami)
i keep on moving i’m never gon rest bitch
i just sold fentanyl percs to a sped kid
stay with the poles like a fucking election 
call me a tutor how i’m finna test him 
Pull it with no hesitation
rocks on my neck, all the diamonds caucasian 
fuck that bitch once ain’t even know what her name is
then i’m gon give her the kick like i’m sheamus 
my fabric designer who the fuck gon tussle
This chopper here lift, i let it burn like Usher
got 2 twin glock, they never separated i guess you say they in love with each other
did all this shit on my own need no manager got VS1 diamonds they colder than canada 
walk in and the ice on my neck change the temperature 
oh that’s yo bitch? sorry brodie i handled her 

(vooted)
strangle her 
beat on that pussy lil bitch ima damage yuh
she do what i say like im mothafuckin manager
me and kami gonna step on the scene its a mothafuckin massacre

(kami)
what the fuck is blud waffling bout
i don’t talk on twitter i just shoot unannounced 
we came strapped we not playing around
yes this choppa finna make a hell of a sound

(vooted)
my niggas dogs in the pound 
try to run up and you lost and not found
gun make yo body hit the mothafuckin ground
and vooted inbound to your town
i pull up at night like a fucking hellhound
i skin his mothafuckin face off
decapitate that nigga wita chainsaw
i am a mothafuckin outlaw
and ill kick that nigga he get lockjaw
bitch im incredible 
making her scream lika festival 
money on decimal 
money get flexible 
yes it get stretchable
he acting skeptical 
aim with the reticle 
turn that lil boy to a vegetable 
make em forgettable 
he need a medical 
soul is no longer accessible 
i done came in this bitch to go murder
i fuck on his bitch then i dip ima dirt her
he act like a bitch cause he know ima hurt her
im talking about him cause he pussy indeed
im never alone all my niggas in 3’s
i keep a gun on my dash
if he want the smoke thats his ass
when im grabbing his face ima smash
oh she want a pretty little mister
blade in her man he got stabbed like a splinter 
tryin to prevent a
mothafucking end yuh

(kami)
Real-deal stepper, come up out the cut
yea lil brodie dodge smoke, boy we buckin or what
i got em stuttering , stumbling, fumbling, over his words cuddy there ain’t no if, ands, or buts
jyeah bitch 
Further the faction, it’s fuck your philosophy
boy you ain’t bout it, fuck allat dishonesty
your death is definite, there ain’t no probably
foot on their necks and it’s fuck your apology

(hachi)
Up that stick
I'mma up that bitch
I'mma pull with the gang, we gon' fuck that bitch
It's a gangbang hoe we gon' run this shtick
If you fucking wit' us then you gon' die quick
It's over, I got the sun in my hand
And I blow it right over
Hellstorm 'n' tornadoes break his composure
Yo' buddy is dead thought I'd give you some closure
He mediocore
Schrondinger model, I'm dead and alive
A hypothetical but look in my eye
You'd fuck with a god but you don't wanna die
I know that he cry, he ain't tough he lie
He ride with the set but he ain't wit the way
He just like a surfer, the beach, the wave
Rapping the words that he get told to say  
Ye' ain't mean this shit, so just walk away
Hunnid drums mean a hunnid rounds
Times a hunnid thou
In the backseat
Like I'm Xvooted I fuck in the backseat
Red dot, his face, look like it's acne
Like he an Indian
He getting sent to Samadhi
I ride wit' my blood don't just ride
Wit' nobody
I Need some help cus I'm rowdy
I'm descending to hell cus I'm God, I embody

FUCK YOUR PHiLOSOPHY w/ 238HACHIMAN

(Kami)
choppa put his ass to sleep, that pussy snoring like he corey
yea i walk up in his crib at night bitch i feel like i’m corey
yea i’m running after him just like the camera man on maury 
corey you should kill yo self, jump off the 15th fucking story
yea corey cobain has a shit kink
you like 32 and all your friends are 16
he took advantage of me in a fucking wendys 
corey cobain? more like corey epstein 

(Hachi)
Yo name is Alan, pussy you is not no beaner
Feel like Corey, cus I act just like a fucking wife beater
Unpaid child support, bitch you fucking witcha tia
Dicked him down in amongus whilst he crying mama mia
BITCH ITS CALLED SCAT PORN
NOT A SHIT KINK
DUMBASS
ALWAYS ACTING HELLA GOOFY
SAYING YOU JUST TAKE THAT
BRODIE ACTING SILLY
LIKE A YOUNGIN BUT HE THIRTY
FEELING DIRTY
FROM THIS COMMENT THAT IM MAKING
HE SO CURVY

(Kami)
corey groomed us on among us
vented right into ours bussy, no consent was given from us
we were innocent lil kids and corey took all of that from us
didn’t know he was imposter til he put it in my buttocks
 yea you don’t pay yo child support lil brodie yea you a bum 
and you fat as fuck lil brodie you cannot run
he tied me up and put dick into my tum tum
when corey sees a minor he licks his lips and he says yum

(Hachi)
Man I'm done wit this bowling ball bitch
Talking down on my name when he only 5'6''
Same height, same dick, same muhfucking kicks
Why you claim from the cut when you only cut ya wrists
I was only fifteen
Corey Cobain tried to fist me 
Told me fuck him while resisting
In the vent, he was insisting
I said no
I'm a little boy
And I do not want this
Then he said "Nah, this Among us"
Then he fucking shapeshift

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