Name: UNDERGROUND (with AK3K) by CARBON X in NX NX
Duration: 2 min 14 s
Description: A segsy track with https://soundcloud.com/bluntedpharaoh?utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing @AK3K

Love how a lot of the same dudes i listen to listen to this dude, tight community 😈

NX NX

RXZOR SOCIALS
https://www.instagram.com/rxzor____

Roosevelt SOCIALS
https://www.instagram.com/rooseveltbeat_

Lex Krueger

Lex Krueger | Prod. RXZOR & Roosevelt

MY SIX SHOOTER IS MY ONLY FRIEND!

TWENTYTHREE SOCIALS
https://www.instagram.com/twentythree.xx
https://soundcloud.com/twentythree777

ROOSEVELT SOCIALS
https://www.instagram.com/rooseveltbeat_
https://soundcloud.com/rooseveltnoise

Ashes to ashes 
And dust to dust
Corrosion overcoming 
I'm covered in rust
Gears of my life
They grind to a halt
Feel like a failure
It's all my fault x2

Bars for the walls in my mind
Telling my friends that I'm fine
Looking them straight in the eye
Everything I says a lie
I don't even know what the truth is
These voices tend to be so fucking Ruthless
Screaming my head off until I'm a nuisance
Wondering when does the god damn noose hit
But nothing ever changes 
Fear washing over me in stages
As my anxiety rages
Feelings electric like Raiden
The hopes for my future are steadily fading
This world was supposed to be mine for the taking
Why do I feel like my psyche is breaking
Anger consumes and my hands won't stop shaking 

Hook

At Fault

At Fault (feat. TWENTYTHREE) | Prod. ROOSEVELT

written & performed by fxckjamie and gashum
produced by fxckjamie
cover art by acruxgod


[FXCKJAMiE]
Fucked up in the back 
And I’m sipping on jack 
white bitch throw it back
And her ass real fat 

doing drugs til im blacked 
Snorting coke by the stack 
Then we buy it all back

never not smoking dope
Lungs blacker than coal
Still I already know 
Imma die slow aye aye
I’ma die slow

[GASHUM]
You fuckin with my faculty 
imma clap back so rapidly 
undoubtedly you bout to be bleeding out 
what a tragedy
i don't need no medicine 
eat u up like some venison 
my head again is
pounding and screaming my thoughts are setting in uh
FUCK
I NEED HELP
I CANT TALK TO NO ONE ELSE
FUCK A HOE
I DONT KNOW
IF ILL BE ALIVE TOMORROW

[FXCKJAMiE]
Fucked up in the back 
And I’m sipping on jack 
white bitch throw it back
And her ass real fat 

doing drugs til im blacked 
Snorting coke by the stack 
Then we buy it all back

never not smoking dope
Lungs blacker than coal
Still I already know 
Imma die slow aye aye
I’ma die slow

[GASHUM]
wait me and jamie steady fuckin up this beat
you know we on another level that you’ll never ever reach 
you’re a leech
tear you open w my teeth
you gon leak
get the fuck up off my dick and copy someone else’s things

(Oh my god)

leave me alone
downing the bottle im moving real slow
takin your hoe
fucking her slow
then one i’m all done i’ll be sending her home aye

[SLOWED OUTRO]

IN THE BACK (FEAT. GASHUM) [PROD. FXCKJAMiE]

Produced by Elt


(DNA$TYMANE)

Darker days
Depression and evil are always the 1st thing that comes to your mind 
Darker days 
I'm that black shadow that crosse's your path at the creep of the night 
Darker days
Look at my face while you cry you will see something deep inside 
Darker days
Your life is a lie just end it tonight just click off your lights 

Pussy you won't
Bitch you a fake
Testing your faith
Look at your face 
Take it away
End it today 

Darker days won't fade away 
Change you're fuckin fate today
End it all and you will see 
everything is make believe
Trust in me now count to 3

1...…2.........3
👹


(KAYKILLIUS)

entity's speaking deep inside of our brains 
soon you will see how we're not the same 
we be playing this game for our selves
 and say fuck the fame  
we made our names 
forever will be echoed even long after we're put down into each one of our graves 
don't make no mistake,this isn't a fade 
these are darker days coming to fade you away 
what will you do before you have nothing to say
will you remain a fake or finally be something more than everyone sees,be the one that leads the sheep before we all go sleep in the dirt underneath our feet

Darker Days Feat: Dna$tymane

Produced by Elt

this poem was written on that back of my grandpas funeral card,I wanted to make it into my song for him and others that need this poem 



Remember me in quiet days,
while raindrops
whisper on your pane.
Remember me in 
memories have no grief,
let the joy we knew remain.
Remember once
you wake, to catch a
glimpse of red sunrise.
and when your
thoughts do turn to me,
know that i don't want 
to see you cry, but live
for me,laugh for me.
When you are happy so am I.
Remember an old joke
we shared. Remember me
when spring walks by.
Think once of me
when you're glad
And while you live,
I shall not die
in your memories and in your soul I will still be alive 

Every Night

A segsy track with https://soundcloud.com/bluntedpharaoh?utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing @AK3K

UNDERGROUND (with AK3K)

FUCK YOU  UNDEAD RONIN
ALL SOCIAL MEDIA :  _AK3K_

NEW MUSIC EVERY WEEK

LYRICS:
Bitch i'm bout to pop up out this coffin 
With 100 sticks 
Each of them is silenced 
And the clip it holds 100 tips 
Saw em at the knees 
If they really think that they running shit 
I hate everybody you muhfuckas can suck a dick 
Face tatted up with a scythe 
Wanna fight? 
Wanna die? 
Got my glock 
And i'm not aiming down the sights 
Imma squeeze 
And you bleed 
Leave him leaking in the streets 
Imma imma imma imma imma muder everything 
Death to a fake bitch 
There's no conversation 
Grip em by the throat 
Then put the blade up in they face quick 
Hey kid 
You should really know i fucking hate this 
Acting like you love me 
Then that pussy fucking lane switched 
All you rappers pussy 
And i put that on my mama 
Imma send you to the bottom of the bottom 
If it ain't about the commas 
Ion want the fucking drama 
You aint poppin how im poppin 
Tell me get him then i got him 
Yeah yeah 
Got me fucked up bitch 
Yeah i run this shit 
Hollowtips packed up 
In my gun lil bitch 
Where you come from bitch 
You aint shot no shit 
I aint got no fucking vest up on the block lil bitch 

I've been feeling crazy 
Cause my mind won't let me sleep 
I just pray for fucking peace 
When i be rhyming on the beat 
I'm about to fucking snap 
And say fuck it leave him deceased 
And if you understand me 
Pussy then nod and tell me capeesh 

Cause all these lil bitches 
Wanna talk talk talk talk 
You should turn around 
And fucking walk walk walk walk 
Dance around the problem 
Yeah they waltz waltz waltz waltz 
Cockin back the glock 
And it go pop pop pop pop 
Stop drop roll 
Don't fucking tempt me 
Cause i'll take your soul 
I'm feeling manic and i'll lose control 
Smoke your ass just like i smoke this bowl 
So fucking let go 
Ride around the town 
Choppa chop you like karate kid 
Skirt off in the whip 
I'm feeling like im ricky bobby bitch 
Talking like he tough 
But he's a call of duty lobby kid 
Rob you for your money in your wallet 
If you got it kid 
Tryin me i'm not the one 
I'll leave you in the fucking dirt 
Bitch i'm riding shotty 
Let the devil whip the fucking hearse 
Blade up in your stomach 
Wipe the blood off on your fucking shirt 
Voices in my head 
Are telling me this life a fucking curse 
Everybody talking but never walking the walk 
Now you're lifeless in the road 
And your body outlined with chalk 
You will never catch me lacking 
I'm working around the clock 
I'm focused all on my money 
So now i dont wanna talk 

I've been feeling crazy 
Cause my mind won't let me sleep 
I just pray for fucking peace 
When i be rhyming on the beat 
I'm about to fucking snap 
And say fuck it leave him deceased 
And if you understand me 
Pussy then nod and tell me capeesh

AK3K - BOTTOM OF THE BOTTOM (PROD. FALLEN)

@mvzi
@6a6ayaga

HOOK:

I don’t wanna move, I don’t wanna talk
I don’t wanna feel this pain, bitch I’d rather rot
Chilling on a roof, then watch how I jump
Splatter on the pavement, X will mark the spot
Throw my body like a dart

Lately baby I’ve been feeling pretty pissed off
I’ve been mad for no reason, maybe it’s the seasons
I got deep thoughts, no assistance, from the preachers
I can’t fucking find my way in this world, fuck the system

MVZI:

I’ve been going ghost, picking bones up with the crows
Crazy mother fucker, put a blicky to your dome
Never cold, but got no soul
On a mission on the low,
Oppositions blow my phone, they’re gonna meet their folks
Dump their bodies like a stone

Put me in the psych ward
Got nothing to die for
Silly little hoe, I be snacking on your life force
I wanna make your bed drop
Put me in a headlock
Hand around your throat, pussy with the legs up

Karma comes around, I’ve been warn your ass before
If you not gon tie your tongue, your words best come from the core
Better duck behind a door, my choppas middle name is gore
Count the tally, keep the score, knocking domes off like a chore

6a6ayaga:

I done burned so many bridges that I’m running out of lighter fluid
people tryna copy but nobody do it how I do it
slid so many blocks with a mask and a full clip
Ima catch a homicide random no motive

Oh shit
See a pussy talking on that hoe shit
In a good position with this music I can’t blow it
She ain’t ever fuck with me but now she lick the whole tip
blunt she pass around I hit it once and let the bros in

Bitch I’m shooting real steel lil boy you shooting airsoft
Yo bitch become an ocean when she listening to my song
Tattoos on my wrist and on my face when the time comes
I just put some diamonds on my wrist now the times gone

If there’s 3 of you and one of me I like my odds just stand and aim
Im posted smoking Mary Jane just hoping it will cure the pain
Voices in my head they always talking tell me I’m insane
I swear they told me do it and that’s why I had to bust his brain

And I been smoking on yo dead homies
8 grams 8 dead thought they’d put a price on me
I got me some money so I had to put some ice on me
Everybody want the riches but no one wanna fight for it

HOOK:

I don’t wanna move, I don’t wanna talk
I don’t wanna feel this pain, bitch I’d rather rot
Chilling on a roof, then watch how I jump
Splatter on the pavement, X will mark the spot
Throw my body like a dart

Lately baby I’ve been feeling pretty pissed off
I’ve been mad for no reason, maybe it’s the seasons
I got deep thoughts, no assistance, from the preachers
I can’t fucking find my way in this world, fuck the system

SPOTIFY

DARK MATTER w/6a6ayaga (Prod. FALLEN)

w the homie https://soundcloud.com/sinizterofficial

REAPER W/ SINIZTER (PROD. MODEST0 X LUNA)

Collab with @cardeairelatrelle

prod. @michaellinkbeats & @nimbus2k

Mixed by Lord Gasp

______________

LYRICS

sorry
Can i get a hearse for my pale corpse
got a big girth with some lame traumas
i just got a urge to release torment
needing a way to relieve what has laid dormant
Can i get a hearse for my pale corpse
fucked since birth’s why i bleed pharma 
all black gat with some black garments
there ain’t no way to relieve, i’m the same varmint

no serotonin i need me a new dose
loosin the shimmer in me and my grip colder 
still bringin heat like im rocking a new coat
ima eat shitty rappers till im in a food coma

They all wanna be like me
Till you dealing with the shit i see
Lemme put you on a plain white tee
Paint a picture with the pain i bleed


bern these mothafucka like sanders (bernie)
bury all these bodies in sand
Bury all these 
i just got a bag like santa 
i just bag like

i just feel like throwing another tantrum
i just feel like ripping your head off
i just feel like 
i just spent a band out random
point me where the 45 at , uh bitch im bout to act

Bout to pull a Jim carey when I act up 
Stolen black truck, catching bodies like a bad cop
Make a opp walk sideways like a crab does
Better catch up bitch I only came for the money fill the bags up

They all wanna be like me
Till you dealing with the shit i see
Lemme put you on a plain white t
Paint a picture with the pain i bleed

Can i get a hearse for my pale corpse
got a big girth with some lame traumas
i just got a urge to release torment
needing a way to relieve what has laid dormant
Can i get a hearse for my pale corpse
fucked since birth’s why i bleed pharma 
all black gat with some black garments
there ain’t no way to relieve

[Sect unit verse]
running away from the pain and the anguish
get the fuck back, I don’t think I can trust you
Because I don’t know what your aim is
Fake motherfuckers be acting like friends
But i can see they on some lame shit
ima go hop in the whip and just take off
Speeding off while I lane switch, you is a bitch
I keep my hand on the swivel cuz all you niggas superficial
You was the monkey in the middle
You flexing all that fucking money while i’m getting triple
Why you only make a little 
If you try running up on me i’m not being civil
I know that you brittle
Break you down to the ground, I don’t gotta stick around
I walk away while I whistle

[Lord Gasp]

Can i get a hearse for my pale corpse
got a big girth with some lame traumas
i just got a urge to release torment
needing a way to relieve what has laid dormant
Can i get a hearse for my pale corpse
fucked since birth’s why i bleed pharma 
all black gat with some black garments
there ain’t no way to relieve, i’m the same varmint

Hearse (with Sect Unit)

DEMONS

We’re back... 

Tracked/Mixed/Mastered by @thornwallstudios 
Produced by @thornwallstudios 

Lyrics 

VERSE 1: Eidolon 

Been a long time but bitch I need mine 
Too many pressures pushin my spine 
Sing a sad song but look you aint die 
Butcher this beat my meat be mankind 
Chewin on bullets sippin on rye 
Too much now my liver ain’t right 
Came back a wolf I kill and you cry
Summoned back bitch we permanent night 

Spun around quick like your crosses 
Two sick for the mother fucking office 
You sit on a bed of fear and caution 
We’re on a mountain of mother fucking coffins 
It’s awesome 

Since I was a kid I knew that we was something special 
Mix a little bit of depression with a bit of heavy metal 
Add a pinch of some hip-hop mix in some deadbeat dads and then 
divine intervention that would off your fucking head 

Still go ape shit 
You hate it 
The coven still the greatest 
from shows in the basement 
To making a statement 
 
VERSE 2: Richmaiden

two cuts how’d I miss my vein 
so close but I’m so far away
way down to the coast line 
don’t give a fuck about a co-sign 
anybody wanna know why maiden be afraid to close his eyes?
I don’t wanna see the ghosts in my dreams 
nah ion wanna see a ghost when I wake up in the middle of the night again 
screaming and gripping tight onto anything I can feel or fear anything that I might have been 
I will never be no one 
I, the lone abondoned son 
I got willett in my cup you sipping on jameson
wanna be able to feel like i can pull myself together somehow 
wanna be able to rest my soul when the sun goes down 

I still hear you in my conscience 
you’re so far away...

PACT (prod. Thornwall)

BAD STRAINS 001
Prod. Klimonglue
747
Lyrics:
Coming from the mud to a motherfucking garbage can
Choppa with a scope got me feelin like the taliban
Turn em to a ghost, like it’s motherfukin Pacman
Cuttin on some dope,  and smokin on some Pakistan/
Always got a mask, and I always leave your pockets broke
I ain’t ever ask, shawty always wanna top me though
I ain’t give her cash, if she want it imma block the hoe
I ain’t ever cap, hitchu wita blicka blocka smoke/
Blicka blocka knockin with the choppa on your coffin door
I ain’t kill em I just hit em up and left his collar broke
I ain’t finish, I just got the addy imma hollow you
I got your bitches number, I never finna call her tho/
From da gutter,
Now I’m movin like I’m undercover/
Jacket on my body, hidin everything that’s under
Yeh yeh
Shawty met me now she wanna be my lover, I ain’t love her but told that bish I’m down to go and fuck her/
take ya mother soul
Fitty in the clip it at your brudduh soul
..He ain’t really bout it broker his poker face he fuckin fold
Fuck em though
I ain’t need a hunnid need hunnid more
Vamanos, now I’m shippin in I got some money dough/
Fuck a hoe, imma fly my shawty in from in from mexico
Hella dope, only smokin gasoline like Texaco
Medical, Imma turn a rapper to a vegetable
I’m never eatin bullets, only faygo mixed with hella smoke/
Pullin right up and I’m puttin hunnid round drum it gon plug up yo whip
Pullin right up and I’m putting a hunnid round glizzy it shootin and fuck up yo fit
Bullet gon hit em, I swear I ain’t miss em, or missin my mark, it gon hollow yo ribs
I got a hunnid on me, and the glizzy on me, and i buying the mourgue like a witch
Lil bitch/
(Haha she ain’t a 10 but I swear that she fuckable)

ZIKA! (Prod. Klimonglue)

A Cyborg that mixes rock, electronic and trap all together into a deadly mix.

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MUSIC VIDEO: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9oLM9b68kZ8&t=547s

UNDERGROUND (with AK3K)

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