For Edits pt 2

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Prod - https://soundcloud.com/realbvphxmet

Lyrics

Lick my fucking brain watch me vomit on your grave
Eat my fucking sanity burn me with your flame
Get fucked swallow blood never folding I've got the poison in my lungs cuz I'm breathing
Life's not a blessing that is for certain
May the suffering awaken torched by the serpent
Every bitch a fucking cunt
Ima cut you squirting blood
Darkness is my only drug killing scum high as a bird

Human worms that I'm above digging through the flesh and blood
Oops I think I touched a nerve
Watch a whole fucking family burn
Puke your guts out as you squirm
Grab that handle and grip it firm
Dig that knife deep into sternum
As you die swallow my sperm

You think I ain't hungry motherfucker I'm starved I am over here salivating chewing on My arms
Gutted fuck eviscerated
Snake eyed vision swallow patience
Yellow scars inside my soul
I will gladly lose control
Listen you fuck cuz you're nothing but dirt
You don't fuck with a serpent I spit with a curse
Dig for your heart and I squeeze until it bursts
Follow the arrows down until it burns

Father of fire
Let's burn them up higher
Kill them burn them
Kill them burn them all

TORCHED BY SERPENT TONGUE (Prod BVPHXMET)

nAvvvi:

thunderous enemies fathom all briberies
indigo fantasies cripple all colonies
speak with it overseas tangle the prophecies
set if we counting the damage of odyssey
pray on the artist like holiday.
run away, run away, run away, run away
yea you the issue, you overstayed
run away, run away, run away, run away
benedict lies you a intimate side,
its the brittle, mint ties.
asquint flies they can sentence you sized
now one of us dies.
I FIND IT SO FUNNY I PICKED UP THE KNIFE AND I CUT YOUR SKIN
CUZ IM MAKING ALL SURE THAT YOU PICKED UP THE FEELING OF FEELING AGAIN
AND IVE PEEPED AT YOUR SIN ITS ALL CUNNING WITH WHIM
HAVE YOU GATHERED A SECOND TO PRAY TO YOUR HYM?
SPEAKING OF THE ISSUES NOW IVE BIRTHED A FEW.
YOU THINK IN I AM JOKER, HAVEN'T A GOT A CLUE.
BEEN A WHILE A COUPLE DOWN YOUR DIRTY NAP IS DUE
pay me, you hate me.

Biv:

So lonely, so lonely, they phony
Can't say you ain't know me
So lonely, so lonely, they phony
Can't say you ain't know me


Thanks for the update cupcake
Mans run off like sweepstakes
Peng ting, sip her up like cuppa
My meals long ways from a suppa
My ends, slow times, been gutta 
Don't deep it, no dreamin, no clutter
Mandem, run off, no gunna
No sleep, I keep, no cuffa
don't beg, don't fake, don't trust her
You fed?  Spoon fed, big runna
No step, my checks, big brotha
Swear down, my cost, big pounds
No rounds, no ounce, men been clowns
Off topic, they lock it, men foul
Wish washin, All been part of the crowd

But back to my patience
I'm waitin, and waitin, for money to chase them
Like all they been sayin
I see the piss that they taken
The world been a prison for lost and mistaken

Istasha:

Cold cut carbon
I run in synthetic armor
Going unapologetic
Not ready to beg a pardon
Black Forest
I’m not in that when I store it
Like a piss I’m Unimportant
hmm yes I rather see this gutted

Cut fold crease
Underwater blanket problem
I don’t want an anchor stay the same out of my endless bottom

Got blind seams under my silhouette It seems
Hypothetic I’m honored, I'm on it

.................

Holiday Pray ft. nAvvvi & Istasha

Written & Mixed by Dvrkness 

Produced by Dvrkness 

Cover art by Yxung plague

Lyrics: 

All you bitches the fucking same 
I don’t fucking feel no pain 
All you bitches the fucking same  
I don’t fucking feel no pain 
Run up in the house take out the guy 
I will skin all you fuckers alive  
run up in the house take out the guy 

I know you can’t feel my pain
I know you can’t feel my pain
Strangled by all those ropes and chains 
I know you can’t feel my pain
I don’t fucking feel no pain 
I can’t fucking feel my pain

Hung by my restraints 
I can’t fucking move again 

Hung by my restraints 
I can’t fucking move Again

Hung by my restraints 
I can’t fucking move again 

Hung by my restraints 

Run up in the house take out the guy 
I will skin all you fuckers alive  
run up in the house take out the guy
I will skin all you fuckers alive  
run up in the house take out the guy
I will skin all you fuckers alive  
run up in the house take out the guy

You Cant Feel My Pain [Prod.DVRKNESS]

where my goons at

ENDMYPAIN

Round and round the circle spins (soft version alpha)

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LYRICS
CL0WNY
I cant feel my ligaments
Visions a figment 
A dissonant split in the image its
All too much problems
I gotta prollum the light in my eyes
Seem to blind the device in my head to be seen and extracted like distillates instruments knives cuz they found at the bottom
Blissfulness nonexistent villainous  every thought is just rotten 
Add to the pot its
Simmering dark so no glimmer rings
Carved In the ground got me whispering backwards to barter with darkest of entities wondering just what is left for me
Patiently Waiting for death to bring
peace
Torturous deeds
On my wrists self inflicted to see myself bleed
im addicted like fiends to my twisted demeanor 
Lace up my reefer I Slowly destroy this receiver and leave

OLD HOUSE
They talk shit wit no witness 
Mop the floor wit their face 
Watch the whore pace back and forth 
While I sit in place and contemplate my next move
Like what am I gonna do when the money stops comin thru and the rain seepin through the roof 
I guess I’ll Run it up legit or cop some zips Wont cop a brick 
Gotta pay that fuckin whip off
I’m fuckin sick of it all 
Hope she catch me when I fall 
Bitch be quick like adderal 
Not me im fuckin slow 
My concrete feet stomp though the street
These fuckin lames freeze when they see me
Then they talk shit wit no witness 
Talk shit wit no witness

NO WITNESS (Prod. by FATAL M)

GRAVEYARD

BRUUDE
Just stay away
You can keep ur love for yourself 
all you do is drag me down
And I’m already in hell
I don’t need this mental punishment
Get out of my brain
I don’t want you in my life cuz you kill all that you touch
bitch you’re fucking up
Destroying all my love
Kill what you like and fuck with you hate
You don’t understand my rage but I know you feel my pain
Still don’t want you anymore there is nothing you can say

I know you think you know me but all you know is fake
I just want my whole existence to become erased
I don’t want you to play with my feelings again
It’s just a torture game

UNDERTAKER
Ima beat your fucking face in 
what the fuck is this shit 
everything sounds so familiar 
I just wanna quit 
everyone so stupid 
all actions are useless 
Shut your fucking stupid ass mouth 
You's loser 
 
What can I say 
What can I do 
I get so fucking angry 
When I'm thinking of you 
5 am in the morning 
and i have no clue 
"what the fuck have you done" 
You said out of the blue 
 
I will leave you all alone 
You'll be eaten by my worms 
Have you ever felt so cold 
As you bleed down on the floor

OUT XF LOVE ft. UNDERTAKER (PROD.MoonOcean)

GHOSTOFBLU - RESENT

Things just gotta be this way

FEAT: @mugetsu117
PRODUCED: @vermin666

Gorrister Complex drop 2

[LORD]
Rabbit out the hat
Now your out of all your best tricks
plastic in a wrap gotem looking for the exit
Out of line, totem pole, your bottom since the crack of time
Cacaphonic noises leave your mouth and leave us slapped inside

He be talking all that muck, let it bark back
I dont ever give a fuck, from a hard track
I just wanna make my bucks, that's the target
Bitch you ain't ever been the one, your the garbage


And Lifes been a dream
No time to be me
Got Automatic ice packs
Lying in the sheets

Got Baggies wit the scripts
Throw a Shadow at your feet
Bitch im Bagging up the zips
And Have it raining on your feet


Pulling a trigger a dying
Bitch I've been feeling defiant
Lodging a round in the spine And
Causing a movement subsided

All of my boys making noise need a scope
Look at your crew and we reach thru the smoke
Touch up that vest with the shrapnel to boast
Capping and bragging, we run up the coast

[MUGXTSU]

I don't wanna be alone.
I can say i'm frosted to the bones.
Nevermind what said along.
I can't breath while myself atone.

We, are, born with our life tied.
They, are, crawling like insects.
We, just, want some freedom
I will take it back.

I live in a discusting world,
that I truly fucking hate.
Grab out of here, I can't start again.

Still when I think about my life,
I only feel the pain, crawling inside my head.

We, are, born with our life tied.
They, are, crawling like insects.
We, just, want some freedom
I will take it back.

I will take it back, oh please give it give it back.
I don't wanna hate you more, I don't wanna end now.

INSECTOIDS II w/ MUGXTSU [PROD. VERMIN]

Overpower Vol. 2

Overpower

MERCENARIES WORLDWIDE.

!THANK YOU ALL FOR THE SUPPORT ON BLACK CASH!

LINEUP:
@MUGETSU117
@VENTINGPALACE [WELCOME TO THE FAMILY]
@C3OF
@DISTORTIONTHE1
@PRODKXISER
@NAVVVI
@DEPTHSTRIDA

PRODUCED BY @PRODKXISER
MIXING BY @NAVVVI
COVERT ART BY @LENFANTLONDON & @C3OF

LYRICS:
[CHORUS]X2
I don't care, a little about you.
I don't like, a single thing about you

[VENTING PALACE]
Knock knock it's the mercs better open up the door
When we step into the party, weapons shake you to the core
Best bet you ain't existin anymore
When I pull the trigger splatter brains all up on the floor

I do not give no fucks about the rap game
Or bout some damn fame, a matter of fact
Don't you think we can't tell that all of you artists
Spew all of your content right out of your ass?

[SAINT SLEEP]
Sold my halo for some crack bitch
Mercenaries in the trenches better watch your back bitch
Tear the branches off yo family tree
You a fan of me just to get the bands off me
Rip the helping hand right off the body

Crash the lambo
Man down man down
Airstrike inbound
Think we get around now
You an imitation infiltration on your garrison
We tear em up and now they headless tryna find the rest

[CHORUS]X2
I don't care, a little about you.
I don't like, a single thing about you

[LORD DISTORTION]
Pour one
Fucking wit a 40 and a short gun
Shorty wanna fuck wit me
I'd order me a short cut
Swervin in the fast lane
Boy you need a lug nut
Rolling off the track while we lapping like your girl does

Backpack, cap about his crack
He ain't have none
Black jack pull his card homie never had one
Doused up flames fuck around and burn his house up
Stuffing up chems like a hog when it ground up

Mercenaries on the track, we be pot hole speeding
We ain't worried bout your gang bitch your not so even
You a walking fucking fail you is not sum demon
Little pussy looking frail fucking snot nosed cretin

If we pull up then we shoot back corny looking boombap
When you drop a track everyone ask why you do that?

Pull up with a new gat
Fumes come out the crew gas
Intoxicate the weather pull a weapon and defuse that

[KAISER]
Ima pull up with my gang and then run this shit
I think I will rob a bank and store my win
Need to hide my face you cant see me bitch
Always first place , yeah watch us win
Pulling up in khaki jeans, fully colored army jeeps
Fully tuned up to the max - we even got massage seats
Body armor on my knees, balaclava on my mien
Watch us pull up all the way from Kazakhstan to Mozambique

Call it inspiration I call it copy this, copy that
Save all your muddy beats on floppy disks you copycat
Maybe you can tell me where your motherfucking bodies at
Take a look around your house I cant find no fucking body bags

[CHORUS]
I don't care, a little about you.
I don't like, a single thing about you

[NAVVVI]
Yea ill be a 67 aged trap god
My poweress to strong thru the analog
I dont how to be myself thru a grape vine
So ill act like yo daddy give me out a great time

Seems like to me that you never got the paper
Boo,hoo little manny salty like a caper
Knowin why you're never sober call u Mr. Chief Keef
Soundcloud fighting aliens, master cheif

Race to the top like a boomer off skooma, I
Never just panic I stick in my puma's
Now yoooou know yooooou know
Its never a false break

[DEPTH STRIDA]
Ok the benz is white
Bitch is lookin nice
I got money on my mind
And it keep me up at night
Ayo that beat is tight
Produced kaiser am I right?
Ay my homie droppin fire
You producers look like dykes

So we pull and we fuck shit up
Mercenaries next up
You pull up- and nothing slut
You dont hit no headshot
We pull up
And you gon duck
Nothing than a beta cuck
You pull up
And get wet up
Keep barking little dog

Ak
One tap
Fuck shit up since blackcash
Mercenaries in this bitch
Your gang is talking mad trash
Pull up with a rifle and and im aiming for your head bow
They be hating on this gang your girlfriend is my fan now
Your girl friend is my fan
She fucks the gang
She grabs my hand

MARTYR (Single)

MARTYR

Stream/Buy

NECROLYNN :

I'm stacking racks in the backseat
Swerve off the fucking street
Drifting on the pavement I'll send you to the cemetery
Shove you down the sewers while I'm sipping on the henny
You never made a penny, wise words from a friend :
Boy you shouldn't fuck with me
Undead witch, I'm a Lich on the loose
You're a clown about to lose
Leave you face down in the mud 
I'll smite you down like I'm Zeus
Hang you up like a Halloween prop
Down another cup when I hear your neck pop

Deadman mafia
Corpse gangsta
I cruise in the fucking matte black Cadillac
Got my gun out, wearing balaclava
Motherfucker you're about to get gunned down
Smash a goddamn ATM with your fucking head
I need all the cash I can get, Necro tryna be King of the Dead
Need more death in my life, I'm a run & gunner
Burn your fucking city down i'm feeling like Windrunner

Bloodshed black & red like the cold blade
Dark with your dried blood, you better be afraid
I'll be using all your bones to build my Empire
When you're part of my throne I know forever you will suffer

DEPTH STRIDA : 

Drop dead
Never trust a fucking bitch or get backstabbed
Rising from the Abyss I'm the death's hand
I want checks, I want stacks, I want cash man
Toxic flow, ain't nobody catch me lacking

Bitch I got a lot of money in my fucking bank
If you're tryna beef I might just pull up in a tank
All you bitches call me rapper cause of Second Hand
Sweet exotic flows, try to comprehend

Oh
Damn
Abyssal is on top now
All these people look at us they're waiting for a showdown
Oh
Damn
Let's give them what they want
Necrolynn plus Strida flow been fucking this shit since day one
(x2)

GHOSTOFBLU - RESENT

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