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🔪👹Boogeyman Style👹🔪

Ready to Kill mix

PHATJUNTS

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SeP#22

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Ts hit

LYRICS:
Smoking prime getting buck
Nothing but codeine in my cup
In my car cause the weathers good
Riding thru hood with a big ass blunt
Feeling high off that mud
Hand on the gun not giving a fuck
If ya make a playa mad
Then shawty ya know I’m leaving slump

Up in hell where I dwell
Angels fell now ima slave to earth
Lock up in a prison mentally shut down
Only feeling hurt
Amazed how I was raised like a seed planted in the dirt
Concrete just right over me
But found a way to make life work
Life is like a sickness
And it develops as we search for a cure
But never have I felt so good
When I was high off white so pure
Caught up in a neighborhood
That sticks together thru right or wrong
This life we fight to stay alive
So I didn’t think I’d live this long
In my mind I tell myself there gotta be a better way
Choices for a youth Be fucked up
cause private prisons need us for gain
Power and sum coin we hit the void
We slaves inside our brains
When we will escape this game
Icemane he came to make his way

PLAYAMADE RECORDS 2021

DEEP WATER (PROD. SHADOWSTAR)

It was a late night on the east side 
I was walking thru an alleyway just to cut time 
When I heard a noise I took a look and then I meet eyes 
With a shady mf asking if I got a bottle 
I said man I cannot help He said I’m tryna win the lotto 
I said me too then I see him looking at my pockets 
Any spare change ? Then I say ain’t got nothing on me 
Now he’s looking pissed off looking at me like a zombie 

Look

He reaches for a blade I’m reaching for my gun 
Hold it up 
What the fuck 
Man you think that I’m a punk 

He said Woah man I apologize I’m pretty drunk 
Then why you asking for a bottle bitch you really is a bum 

Applying pressure on my trigger
I can see him start to quiver 
Yeah he shaking now
Looking like a bitch 
And I let off a round into the ground next to where he standing 
Then he took off running fast and I just stand there fucking laughing 




Now I’m walking down the boulevard 
Wit a scar on my cheek 
From what happened last week 
I could tell you all about it but you probably won’t believe it 
Okay this is how it went 

I was all alone when my cell phone died 
In the shady part of town look alive look alive 
I was tryna get sum fries but my money kinda low 
So I offered all my dope 
To a stranger wearing ripped cloths 
He was fucking stoked 
Gave me all the cash he owned 
Then he packed his bowl 
And exhaled the biggest cloud of smoke 

at the same moment I could see the police approaching 
(Don’t move put your fucking hands up what you smoking on )


I took a b line right down the alley way 
saw the same dirty busta from yesterday 
this time he had his blade 
But I didn’t even have a fucking gun in my pants mane 
And he asked if I had any spare change 
I replied along the lines I’m on the run mane 
There was anger in veins 
When he ran up with his blade 
And he Got me with a clean cut to the face

Alleyway Altercations

Alleyway Altercations [Prod. Scarim]

Practice

Louie

Officer Jenny

Shit get wicked  (jail freestyle)

Produced By: Allen Gun
Recorded At: Cult Of The Void Records
Cover Art: Allen Gun
Join Da Cult:
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Verse:

It’s the big homie through the door
Knocking bustaz to the floor
The boogeyman AxGx zero love for all my foes
Creating nightmares break a sweat when you hear my name
Thought I was on your side you just a pawn in my evil game
Aint claiming no gang and still I’m down wit foos that bang
But don’t get it twisted foo cause I’m the one that’s causing pain
A cold hearted lunatic with a murderous state of mind
You best not be caught slippin cause I’m quick to creep up from behind
Catching cases no concern to me creepin can’t be caught
The cops patrolling the block scoping out the tweakers that be selling rock
In control of the mind all the time I’m a puppeteer
Like covid through the atmosphere I’m deadly quickly spreading fear
Big on respect you outta step I’ll break your fucking neck
I hate a foo that’s phony claiming sets that they too scared to rep
Get it how you live or you ain’t gone get shit at all
To be real is to stay real to yourself no matter what the cost
A loving mom and dad but you out there selling drugs
Like you ain’t gotta place to go home to wit food and safety in the walls
Man that’s pussy shit every real G know it
Cause I love my fucking parents but they know I handle business
And my business is legit never involved wit that drama ass shit
Flaudgent ass bitches will front how they livin 
They thinkin they down but they really ain’t wit it
And I’m fuckin sick of it handing out discipline
We ain’t the same couldn’t be no more different
Cracked with a spiked bat put in work my pockets fat
Walking the line of the criminal underworld 
Make a mistake and I’ll never come back
So many temptations but I gotta stay straight 
This record label is my fucking life I control my fate
I’ve battles so hard and made it this far
So fuck all you bustaz that wan’t me to fail
I be stronger than all on my way to the top

Verse 2:

KKicking down your door see the fear in your face
You can try and fuckin run but my gun will win the race
Filled with hate no escape all your homies was some fakes
Did not hesitate to give your address for a gram of weight
So here we are it’s the end of time foo you know you gotta die
Should of thought twice telling lies now you flying high
Boom goes my strap blow a hole through your fucking back
Allen gun the boogeyman bitch and its like that
Sick of the bustaz who chill wit me once
Frontin like they be hard when I don’t give a fuck
It’s the cult of the void bitch I’m serious as fuck
Dropping all the fake homies you playin too much
When you get a bad feelin im comin for killin
All black like a villain your soul I be stealin
Cap peelin no feelin I’m willing to hang a bitch up from the ceiling when doing my dealings
Pop in the shells bloody as hell horrible smell
And no it ain’t the pizza man ranging on the doorbell
Its me a real muthafuckin G
Allen gun the boogeyman mothafuckin big homie

BIG HOMIE [PROD. AXGX DA BOOGEYMAN]

Lyrics:

glock in my hand
eyes on my rear view mirror
just killed a man
but now im feeling better

dont run away cant let you go
life isnt fun if you never left home
fuck what they say cause now i feel numb
life not a game so just stop playing dumb
you are who you are you never forgot
you reached for the stars but youre never on top
so you reach for you glock

FEELING BETTER (PROD. DJ PÖÖVELI)

Produced By: Allen Gun
Written By: Allen Gun and Chica Brooks
Recorded At: Cult Of The Void Records
Cover Art: Chica Brooks
Join Da Cult:
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TRICK KILLERS (FT. CHICA BROOKS) [PROD. AXGX DA BOOGEYMAN]

Dasani (No hook)

Inspired by @triplebeatscale and @b_v_n_n_s
Hope you'll enjoy!

@blessedkillaz
@1990club

HOMICIDE TECHNIQUE

god damn hands off of a real one
Just before I make you feel the bullets from my steel, some
god damn hands off of a real one
Just before I make you feel the bullets from my steel, some

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Cuttin up that shit I know a fiend could not identify
Top 10 on dem hoes tha coldest ever that’s a dead alive
Takin flight on pussy since I raised a fuckin dragonite
Base head in da venue coppin work see how I bag it tight

Passed like a lateral, big sack Santa Clause
We ain’t out here baggin raw fuck is all the chatter for?
Five O want me locked or in tha cell inside wit padded walls
Hoe don’t know I break up out them cages I’m an animal

—

Fire red them Jordan fives, icey sole & cold feet
Masked up runnin shit, them police never known me
Kick it wit them dope fiends and squares that’s fasho b
Yadda make his dome freeze, got game from all dem OG’s

Hunnid blocks of bumpin reezy bass inside ya stomach
Bathin ape by da abundance all deez rappers makin rubbish
I pull da string like it’s a puppet, every hyna tryna fuck it
Any pussy kick up game I make him kick a fuckin bucket hoe

STEAL SUM [PROD. SAM R I]

Produced By: Allen Gun Da Boogeyman
Written By: Allen Gun
Recorded At: Cult Of The Void Records
Join Tha Cult:
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BETTA RECOGNIZE [Prod. Allen Gun Da Boogeyman]

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Alright

GOTMEiNMYJAM (prod. OG Yizzle)

Mic X Rob$ta X Fuego - Invasion (Prod. Big Los)

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wiz khalifa - james bong edit

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♒ dolphin splash it when i whip It ♒

Too Many Rappers - Not Enough Poets feat Vast Aire

Mixed and Written by Big Roshi
Produced by Vince.m10

lyrics:
I been liftin
make that bitch contrition
I been sippin while i listen
Got conditions on my missions
Aint no way that you could hit it
Smash out bit wit kiddies
What the fuck
I be done with normal women
I like xans in double cups

Rusted out beater
cockback heater
onomatopoeia
Wouldnt wanna be you
Text her twice but the bitch dont see ya
touch my pay this boy gone meet ya
Did 3 lines now I cant call her
Dam that bitch want me to call her
Tell my homie he got that pass
I aint fuckin wit a bitch that need closure

Cops wanna go in my backpack
26 year I aint had that
Slap that man if he try that
Pussy ass boy you can find where ya dad at
Sittin at the bottom of a lake when he tried that
Respect my place and candor
I be spooky wit my rizz
They gone call that shit haunted manors
Give me motion

Wait (repeat)
This when you turn it up!!

Yall can repeat what u hear in songs
I been sippin dirty
I aint pourin liquor shots
I be sippin cheap ass 40s
Yea I done lost some my homies
To the streets and overdosin
And the girlies like me more
When I dont control my emotions



Im gone crash out  a club so grab yo gun I hope its poppin
When the smoke rises above yo heads im up there milly rockin
I got options do not think because I stopped that I wont rock em
I be 10 toe stand on business while these pussy call me monster

Im mister Top dropper
Im mister Pop Popper
I got som hot toppers
That gone blow whole noggin

Gone tell that hoe stop it
I got some drugs mobbin
Go tell that pussy blog it
Go write some hot topics

I got some hot profits
I got some crazy dockets
My shit on coast n coast
My iphone stay poppin

I wonder why they knock it
Long nights illegal profits
I tried to shut down
I restart with way more knowledge

And now Im
Killin shit
Bigger dick
Forcin fucks to admit it
Im Celibate
Drinkin shit
Ima pop a perc in it

Perkin +Vince.m10

video out on WunsenHQ https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCmF1lrkGHzB1qXSpaepVL_w

WunsenHQ freestyle (audio) - dj looney

グッチ・メインラ・フレア // GUCCI MEINRA FLARE

KAWAII LORD JINZO

TRILL SHIT

[Artwork by Rav]

私の名前はGUCCI MANEです。

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KRXXPYMVNE [ @krxxpymvne ]
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INSOMNIAC X KRXXP$XT - Always Talkin' Shit [Prod. INSOMNIAC]

RVMIRXZ x $uicideboy$ - 6 6 6 F O R E V E R

big one with the homie 
@jikannn
@jikannn
@jikannn
this man been a g for a long ass time big up to him,
i love everyone keep an eye out

jikan x oxela -  ꈍ .̮ ꈍ

DROWNTHEFEDS x TRIPPY LA PHANTOM x 773MVSON - COYOTE BREAKFAST prod. DROWNTHEFEDS)

RITA REPULSA

Allow the ANiMAL to be uncaged as I give you my 21st mixtape. 

Thank you to everyone involved on the Album such as KiD MiD$, deadbeat from Cardiac House Arrest, and Wooly Mammoth. Thank you from the productions of DA, Elias X, Valeonthebeat, G$, along with other very talented producers.

*this project is for promotional use only and will not be monetized.

cannibal flow

KILL A BITCH

LYRICS: 

I’m lost inside the maze that seems to be my head, I do not know where to go.
Frustration got me seeing red, I swear I cannot even cope.
With all the stress that is projected on the minds of the youth.
These problems keep on coming up, I swear we’ll never find the truth.
And when it comes it will be swift, destruction will take its place.
There ain't a thing that you can do, but stare the abyss right in the face.
It is so futile to resist the future that will surely come.
You can’t control what’s set in stone, don’t fight your fate, you just succumb.

To the madness, to the mayhem, understand the world is plagued.
The light of God has waned upon the human race, we can’t be saved.
All these senseless acts of violence hint to a greater motive.
Search your feelings, feed your mind, can’t you see the world is coded.
Behold the pale horse when it comes, cuz what it brings is severe.
Recognize the evil and refuse to live a life of fear. 
Kill your masters with the strings that they use to hold the reins.
They need to understand they cannot keep us down within their chains.

The government preys on the lesser while the people tear each other down.
Rise above these tendencies and maybe then they’ll come around.
Spineless leaders hold the strings and promise they will make a change.
They’re all just puppets of the serpent, in my eyes they’re all the same.
Corrupted by their own desires that are twisted and depraved.
The world is run by shadows, misery will put us in the grave.
A virus rages through the nation and our people cease to care.
The police beat my people down for decades tell me, how that’s fair? 

The racists will not stop until we fold to the struggle.
Then we rise against oppression, then they shout we’re causing trouble.
It seems that we can never win, in this world controlled by sin.
The cycle will persist and history repeats once again.
The end of days is upon us, if you can’t accept it you are lost. 
Best you heed these words and kneel, confess your sins to your cross.
All you sheep can come and get it, if you don’t like what I say.
I do not give a damn, misery won’t cease or go away.

THE PALE HORSE

2.) SLYYE X VIOLENCETAHELL - THE PALE HORSE

3RD TRACK.

HELL HOUNDS

PRODUCED AND MIXED BY INSOMNIAC.

BIG SHOUT OUT TO HIM!
https://soundcloud.com/the-nsomniac

HELL HOUNDS

SLYYE X INSOMNIAC - HELL HOUNDS (PROD. INSOMNIAC)

1ST TRACK.

ENTER THE CRYPT 

PRODUCED BY PHXNKY FLEXX.

LYRICS:

[VERSE]
I’m still comin hard with that devil shit 
If you don’t like it muthafucka you can suck my dick 
Ridin to the park, smokin hay, bumpin Triple Six 
Children of the Corn in the graveyard when I’m hittin licks 
Victim of this shit, no witnesses, murda on my mind bitch 
Hollow points to yo back got you feelin soft quick
Trick busta muthafucka you can step into my zone 
I promise you won’t stand a chance unless ya bring a fuckin tone 
Domin bustas with my fists and my fuckin elbows 
Doomin suckas to a ditch with a damn snub nose 
Dirty hoes on my balls, as if they were polo draws 
Commence the suckin and the fuckin as I penetrate her walls 
Creepy creepin SLYYE, rising from tha cold crypt 
Bizzo busta you will die, if you test my nuts, and ya slip 
All I spit is wickedness, comin with the ruthlessness
Yeen know off the fuckin rip, I’m clickin with that devil shit 

[HOOK]
Still comin hard with that devil shit 
If you don’t like it muthafucka you can suck my dick 
Ridin to the park, smokin hay, bumpin Triple Six 
Children of the Corn in the graveyard when I’m hittin licks
 
Still comin hard with that devil shit 
If you don’t like it muthafucka you can suck my dick 
Ridin to the park, smokin hay, bumpin Triple Six 
Children of the Corn in the graveyard when I’m hittin licks

ENTER THE CRYPT (STILL COMIN' HARD)

SLYYE - ENTER THE CRYPT (PROD. PHXNKY FLEXX)

5TH TRACK.

PRODUCED BY BAKER YA MAKER.

https://soundcloud.com/baker-beatz 

I FEAR NO MAN ON THIS PLANET. I GOT NO LOVE FOR THAT JEALOUSY YOU SHOWIN'.

LYRICS:

[SLYYE]
No fear in my eyes, only hatred, I despise.
All these flodgin muthafuckas telling stories, telling lies.
I dislike all these bustas to which I show no respect.
No love for these suckas as I grab and squeeze their neck. 
Get in check before you meet the TEC and yo fuckin' maker. 
SLYYE the UNDERTAKER with the razor, DRAGON SLAYER.
Wicked with my words I’m spitting curses, wasting haters. 
I’ll only say it once, don’t test the nuts of this playa.
Buckin' and duckin' and puttin' these niggas to sleep.
On the fuckin creep, slayin' without any prejudice makin' your damned family weep.
MISERY, what I rep, while your soul is mine to keep.
Draggin' bones, reading tomes, you will sow what you reap.

Bow down to yo master, you've awoke a snorin' beast.
Drag you down to the South, to the pits of Tennessee. 
I’m raising hell up in this junt and I’m bringing all the pain. 
Feel my vengeance, feel my wrath, or submit to my reign. 
Feel the swang, smashing and bashing yo brains, tastin' the fuckin' tang. 
Of your blood upon my fists as your body is left to hang.
See the rain of these bloody skies, your flesh I will pulverize.
Meet me in the depths, in the caverns of your own demise.

IT'S ON IN THE SOUTH

FEAR NO MAN

SLYYE - FEAR NO MAN (PROD. BAKER)

*BONUS* ASTAROTH4EVER (PROD. PANTHER)

If you made dis beat lemme know and ill give you credit cause i forgot.

LYRICS:

walking to the liquor store
cause i dont feel like drivin
tryna let my opps catch me
cause this glock is right beside me
give em chances for da lick
cause i know these pussies hiding
icemane he will be the bait
no debating hoe you dying
if im lying then im flying
but my ten toes on the ground
children dying mommas crying
cause they lil boys a clown
pushings pounds after pounds
maybe i should i be trainer
gettin rid of all this work
dawg call this shit eraser
with the laser red beam
i dont even have to try
headshot from cross the block
ima sniper in disguise
keep on praying to you savior
but theres no god in the sky
dis one goes out to my haters
better run cause you cant hide

this vato says he with the shit
well im put that to the test
this vato says he with the shits
well im put that boy to rest
live by the gun, so die by the gun

these vatos want war but scared to ride
i walk em down do dont drive bys
i hit my target with glock 17 with beam
mothafucka straight thru your eyes
life on the run from 7 + 5
saying fuck the cops til the day that i die
in the cut where i be just scoping out the scene
just me and my gun with a blunt to get high
hiding the bushes til i see my opp
now hes taking out the trash so i give 10 shots
gotta keep sum more just to get off the block
but me im like ghost when i leave that spot
icemane a hitta and ill split ya like a dutch
like boy zach rabbit turn yo ass to dust
playamade really dont give two fucks
make money get high and kill fo fun
live by the gun and die by the gun
cause killers get killed so there be no love
icemane a beast he dont need no drugs
when im heading on a mission im sober as fuck
but once im done im rollin up a blunt
cause i gotta get high to forget what ive done
cause its just how it be when youre raised in the streets
with the heat mothafucka tryna get it out the mud 


PLAYAMADE RECORDS 2020

DIE BY THE GUN

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