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ANCIENT HIEROPHANTS (with BTD SPECTRE) (Prod. CESSIR)

War Never Changes

Lyrics:
Sinizter:
I’m the reaper fuck a scythe I got my hatchet mane
I stay lowkey, I’m on the creep, I’m always peepin’ game
That’s why I stay away from all these mothafuckin’ lames
Sinny, Ouija kickin’ ass and bitch we takin’ names

Bridge:
I’m turnin’ nothin’ into somethin’ hustle day and night
That’s why I cannot text yo bitch and she get no reply

Sinizter & Ouija Macc-ON DA CREEP (prod. MTM & Morris)

FTW/FWM (prod. NetuH)

Sinizter & Ouija Macc-CAME2KILL! (prod. FLEXATELLI)

Sinizter & Ouija Macc-BROTHER OF CERBERUS (prod. Netuh)

MONEY BE THE MOTIVE (prod. mánagarmr)

Abyssal

written & performed by fxckjamie
produced by fxckjamie
cover art by fxckjamie

INSOMNIA [PROD. FXCKJAMiE]

prod Prod. Zyller & Zepelin
Mixed by aragoth
Cover by Cover by: https://www.instagram.com/sathvriel

Lyrics:
It was never bout the money or the fame
All these pussy mutha fucka’s switching lanes 
Imma tell you I ain’t fucking with these lames 
Why the hell these bitches keep on playing games 
In the Cadillac just cruising in the rain 
Riding round the block just looking for a stain
Tryna turn another opp into a strain 
Smoking Tracy pack it’s fuckin wit my brain
I done let the demon out the devils cage 
Creeping lurking drag yo body in a cave 
Living life with all this mutha fucking rage 
slit my wrists and let it bleed into the drain 
It’s the only way to numb all of the pain 
Tell my homie he can lie all on my name 
do whatever when Im inside of the grave 
Put my body in the ground let me decay 
Kill a pussy boy and look em in the face 
Spinning blocks like we tryna win a race 
Guarantee that we beat this fucking case 
Everybody that’s a witness getting slain 
Everybody that’s around is getting sprayed 
Living in the trap at night I had to pray 
God ain’t listen imma demon anyway
Do a hit on anyone long as it pays 
And I’m Hungrier than ever need that food up on my plate 
Pull the trigger squeeze that shit and never hesitate 
Send a pussy boy straight up to the heavens gates 
Or if he goes to hell imma meet him cuz it’s fate 
Stepping up to me and I’m putting em in his place 
Dump the body in a river never leave a single trace 
Smoking in a hotbox I can’t see shit through the haze 
Drugs play with my memory so everything’s a daze 
I can’t fuck with anyone all they care bout is plays 
Stacking money nothing new soon as I got a taste 
saving all my money in a mutha fuckin safe 
even got a stash spot for every other state 
have a million in cash if I keep up at this rate 
I’m risking it all just to be one of the the greats 
Stuck inside the slums tryna move out of this place
And you can’t get rid of me cuz the prophets here to stay

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