Lyrics:

I’m the southwest killa mane chillin in the dirt
I got 9 millimeters mane I’ll put you in a hearse 
I got fucked up thoughts in my head and in my mind 
I got thoughts of vicious murder mane committing a horrible crime
So I always keep a blade mane you know i never front
So I load up my new pistol and I go out on a hunt 
Keepin that weapon on my side in case a busta wanna go 
Bitch I’m reachin up for the gauge I’ll shoot yo ass if you want smoke 
Fuck, fuck with ILL MINDED mane we run anotha fade 
Killin busta bitch who talkin shit and dissin on our name
Mane we straight from 505, kickin the southwest
Motherfuckas actin hard until they ass is gettin pressed

THOUGHTS OF VICOUS MURDER [Prod. EVIL MY$TIC]

BOMBS IN THE TRUNK  (ft. RO$ETTA & Lunarnm)

THA ALL SEEING EYE - LUNARNM
PRODUCED AND MIXED BY LUNARNM OF THE ILL MINDED MAFIA

LYRICS

(chorus 1)
hoe runnin lip, really wanna fuckin test
tha L U N A R grippin on the fuckin tec-hoe
hoe runnin lip really wanna fuckin test-hoe 
hoe runnin lip-hoe-hoe runnin lip

hoe runnin lip, really wanna fuckin test
tha L U N A R grippin on the fuckin tec-hoe
hoe runnin lip-hoe-hoe runnin lip
hoe runnin lip-hoe-hoe runnin lip

hoe runnin lip, really wanna fuckin test
tha L U N A R grippin on the fuckin tec-hoe
hoe runnin lip really wanna fuckin test-hoe 
hoe runnin lip-hoe-hoe runnin lip

hoe runnin lip, really wanna fuckin test
tha L U N A R grippin on the fuckin tec-hoe
hoe runnin lip-hoe-hoe runnin lip
hoe runnin lip-hoe-hoe runnin lip

(verse 1)
got these mothafuckas running they mouth, steadily hatin n stalking but u still rock my shyt bitch
hoe tryna play me like a mothafuckin trick
why u on my dick
got ya whole family hittin up my shit
n i betcha runnin lip too hoe

so tell whateva busta u fuckin wit now
to bring that shyt up to tha doe
cuz i don’t be fuckin around wit my dough
when i be holdin that 44
my brain is fucked up n im killin real slow
im movin up on a bitch cap ha in tha dome 
i still remember tha way up to ya home  
so watch yo mf mouth bitch
before yo hoe ass wind up in a mf ditch 

tha lunar manne is the mf u don’t wanna play wit 
ima make yo suicidal ass wish u woulda just ended it
cuz tha round from tha glock will grip to yo fuckin lip
n leave a bruise on ya mf thats for talking shit

separation and decapitation, ima demonstrate a surgical operation
im opening up yo mf body im pullin out all of yo fuckin guts
im writin my name on the fuckin wall, w all the blood that poured out of yo head i left u n yo punk ass family dead 
i finally did what i said
im finally back at the shed
i gotta grab all of my tools 
time to set up tha fuckin torture chamber n take care of u bitch ass fools
im screamin fuck tha law i neva listened to tha rules
it won’t last to long stupid bitch
so keep yo fucking cool

(chorus 2)
hoe runnin lip, really wanna fuckin test
tha L U N A R grippin on the fuckin tec-hoe
hoe runnin lip really wanna fuckin test-hoe 
hoe runnin lip-hoe-hoe runnin lip

hoe runnin lip, really wanna fuckin test
tha L U N A R grippin on the fuckin tec-hoe
hoe runnin lip-hoe-hoe runnin lip
hoe runnin lip-hoe-hoe runnin lip

hoe runnin lip, really wanna fuckin test
tha L U N A R grippin on the fuckin tec-hoe
hoe runnin lip really wanna fuckin test-hoe 
hoe runnin lip-hoe-hoe runnin lip

hoe runnin lip, really wanna fuckin test
tha L U N A R grippin on the fuckin tec-hoe
hoe runnin lip-hoe-hoe runnin lip
hoe runnin lip-hoe-hoe runnin lip

Tha All Seeing Eye

LUNARNM - THE NIGHTMARE BEFORE SPLIFFMAS
PRODUCED AND MIXED BY LUNARNM OF THE ILL MINDED MAFIA

The Nightmare Before Spliffmas

DROPPED A NEW TRACK “BACK IN THE MAP” ANOTHER SINGLE BEFORE MY TAPE DROPS!

PRODUCED BY PLURE
MIXED AND MASTED BY WOCK JOHNSON

SPOTIFY - https://open.spotify.com/track/1TnbhoMrKN4tPNc2VwoxSj?si=sIyN1GNrQFmZTKRa-WVg8A

APPLUE MUSIC - https://music.apple.com/us/album/back-on-the-map/1791817082?i=1791817083

— LYRICS —

Bitch im back, back on the map
Forritos Texas I stay repping that
Fuck out my face or I’m catching a case
While I’m smoking a blunt blow it all in yo face

Don’t fuck with these rappers they just a disgrace
Fucking with females that be underage
Yall is so wank please don’t mention my name
Niggas be dissing but won’t do a thang
I just be chilling, smoking all my dank
Rolling propane, I don’t needa ashtray 
Smoke anywhere, i dont care what you say

Kostas the name, got kush all in my brain
Going insane, in yo mind where I stay
Stuffed ina safe, underground where they lay
All of these pussies fuckin-up the game

It’s time to take over feel like Triple H
I’m sick of these bustas thinking we the same
No we is not bitch just stay in yo lane
Smoke like a hippie and go super saiyan
Cruising the streets all blacked out like a raven
Hunting you down with the scope like I’m Kraven
Yo time is up it’s the madhouse invasion
Hunting you down with the scope like I’m Kraven
Yo time is up it’s the madhouse invasion

BACK ON THE MAP (PROD. PLURE)

PRODUCED AND MIXED BY LUNARNM OF THE ILL MINDED MAFIA

Recognize The Mack Part II

[RO$ETTA] 
internet love
on the gram, shawty dm me
ima stay the night for a band 
at the bnb
i tell her come through
leave your friends 
it’s just you and me
and baby let me fuck
let our love blow like tnt

i look into her eyes
shawty know it’s true love
she got me in the skies 
yeah, this love and this bud
mane, i’m getting high 
she put liquor in her cup
mary jane by side
but ???? im tryna cuff

[ENVIOU$]
fuck all these bitches
who be tryna grip my dick
i know you nothing, making assumptions 
bout some shit that you ain’t know
you just another dumbass hoe
who talking shit up on the low
i got no room for your love
and no room for your soul

i’m wasting my time
and ???
and thinking bout our fucking life
and if there’s something
are we loving, are we fighting, are we fucking
what the fuck is going on with all this shi
and are we fine? 
is there something going on, and are we gonna be alright?

INTERNET LOVE [UGLY MIX] (PROD. RO$ETTA)

PRODUCED BY ENVIOUS 
ILL MINDED 2k25
GO SEE THE VIDEO HERE : https://youtu.be/qIeD5xZwQeA?si=4ggFONWEHdfNazGD


THE FLESH OFF OF MY BONES LYRICS: 

Chorus:
I’ve been in my head and stuck inside my  mind to long 
Every moment I’ve living I don’t know what’s going on 
Take pressure from my chest and all the pain that I have known 
All the love that I have left and all flesh off of my bones 

Verse:
I don’t understand my purpose I don’t think I ever will 
Never wanted this existence so I don’t think I can feel 
So I smoke my Mary Jane until my lungs are turning black 
I’m the illest motherfucker bitch you better know ya facts 
I don’t want get ya number, I want you by my side 
I don’t want you getting close cause bitch that’s why I’m always high 
Never wanted nothing much but girl you always actin dumb 
But a bitch shoulda known that plays hella numb

Chorus:
I’ve been in my head and stuck inside my  mind to long 
Every moment I’ve living I don’t know what’s going on 
Take pressure from my chest and all the pain that I have known 
All the love that I have left and all flesh off of my bones (x2)

HORROR MOVIE GHOST LYRICS:

Chorus:
Help me get, out my mind (x4)

Verse:
Damned in my mind and I think I’m too crazed
look around the world mane it always is the same
Hopelessness inside my heart cause I don’t know how imma cope 
Stuck inside the stormy weather horror movie ghost 
Every time I wake up and start to think about my past 
I don’t know what’s going on but lane I hope that it don’t last 
I’ve been stuck inside of hell and I don’t know if I could leave 
I’ve been all up on my own so mane I hope I find my peace 

Chorus:
Help me get, out my mind (x4)

I CAN’T EVER WAKE UP LYRICS

Chorus: 
Feeling like I’m dead and I can’t ever wake up, feeling like I’m dead and I won’t ever be enough (x2)

Verse:
stuck inside my mind and I don’t think I’ll ever change 
I’ve been smoking by myself And got so close to Mary Jane 
Acid trips on mtv while staring staring off into the sky 
Black fog, stormy weather, as the tide goes by
Gotta get myself together cause I know that I’m alone 
Razors blades across my arm, that’s why I’m never going home 
I got issues in my head that I don’t think I’ll ever fix
And I don’t understand my purpose cause I’m just a piece of shit

Chorus:
Feeling like I’m dead and I can’t ever wake up, feeling like I’m dead and I won’t ever be enough (x2)