mitos

+5107

YOU KNOW I WONT GO WITH YA
IM IN A BAD STATE BRUH
DONT CALL ME OR TEXT ME YUH
CONVERSATIONS ARE STUPID BRUH

I CANT FUCKING SOCIALIZE
I CANT FUCKING FEEL ALIVE
I CANT FUCKING SEE THE LIGHT
I CANT FUCKING BE ALRIGHT

YALL NEEDA STOP
DONT TALK ABOUT GLOCKS
DONT TOTE NO FAKE GUNS
DONT ACT LIKE U TUFF

U NEVER KILLED SOMEONE
U NEVER TOOK THESE DRUGS
U TALK THAT SHIT NAH NAH

SO SHUT THE FUCK UP
DONT ACT LIKE YOU TUFF
SO BETTER SHUT THE FUCK UP YOU LITTLE CUCK

ALIVE [PROD. FREEZEYEAR]

+5107

LYRICS:

DONT GIVE A FUCK ABOUT U HOES; NAH
CUZ ALL YOU BITCHES FUCKING GROSS; NAH
KEEP THE KNIFE RIGHT IN MY COAT; NAH
KEEP THE KNIFE RIGHT IN MY COAT; NAH

DONT GIVE A FUCK ABOUT YOU FUCKING LAMES
WATCH UR HOUSE GO UP IN BRIGHT FLAMES
YOU BETTER MOVE OUT OF MY FUCKING AIM
CUZ WHEN I SHOOT I DONT PLAY FUCKING GAMES

I SEE FACES CRYING IN THE RAIN
PEOPLE JUMPING IN FRONT OF TRAINS
ON THE TRACKS PART OF THEIR BRAINS
NOONE SAW THEIR INNER PAIN, AYE

PUT YOU FUCKER INTO CHAINS YUH
MAKE UR BITCH TO MY OWN SLAVE YUH
MAKE HER DIG HER OWN GRAVE AYE
STAB WOUNDS LEAD TO HER DEATH AYE

KEEP THE KNIFE IN MY COAT [PROD. PULSE]

+5107

LYRICS:

FUCK THIS, FUCK THAT, FUCK EVERYBODY MAN
IMMA SHORTEN YOUR LIFESPAN
IMMA CANCEL ALL YOUR PLANS
IMMA ARMY OF ONE MAN
HANGING ON THE CEILING FAN
U BELONG IN THE TRASH CAN AYE
IM A ARMY OF ONE MAN

IMMA SHOOT THIS BITCH UP
I DONT REALLY GIVE A FUCK
YOU DONT REALLY OWN GLOCKS
YOU DONT REALLY TAKE THESE DRUGS
YOU DONT REALLY SPEAK THE TRUTH
U AINT NEVER KILLED SOMEONE
IMMA SHOOT THIS BITCH UP

FUCK THIS, FUCK THAT, FUCK EVERYBODY MAN
IMMA SHORTEN YOUR LIFESPAN
IMMA CANCEL ALL YOUR PLANS
IMMA ARMY OF ONE MAN
HANGING ON THE CEILING FAN
U BELONG IN THE TRASH CAN AYE
IM A ARMY OF ONE MAN

FUKK THIS FUKK THAT [PROD. PULSE]

+5107

LYRICS:
after hours of thinking i realized that i dont give a fuck
go do us all a favor and fucking end your life, good luck
pathetic little cucks start running when im shooting ar rounds
so shut the fuck up bitch and dont talk with your fucking basic sounds yuh
yuh aye
so fuck you and your weak ass bars
drive-by mac-11 shootin bullets out of pimped out cars
you tightly grip your 100 dollar bike by the handlebars 
sorry bitch but that shit wont work when we brrra pa pa pa

yuh

get buck motherfucker get buck
driving into crowds with a big ass truck
grip your neck tight bitch youre stuck
i learned to deal with my bad fucking luck

look her deep in the eyes she licks her lips yuh
not much time left for the apocalypse
the prophets warned us with the lunar eclipse
getting ready for war, hop in the (gun)ship

DRIVE-BY [PROD. PULSE]

prod @pxlse // "union" december 6th
(intro)
ay fuck
she wanna fuck
i let her suck 
bitch run
outrun my gun
you need some dope? i got a ton
for everyone
lets have some fun
ill give you some
yall dumb
yeah yall dumb
get gunned down


(1)
bitch fuck
she wanna fuck
i let her suck 
bitch run
outrun my gun
you need some dope? i got a ton
for everyone
lets have some fun
ill give you some
you need some dope? i got a ton
yall dumb
get gunned down
with the drum mag
scum
yall are scum
you need some dope? i got a ton
for everyone
lets have some fun
ill give you some
yall dumb
yall scum

aye
cut open my fucking wrist
empty the 30 round clip 
talk shit and you gon end on my list
without k9 yall wouldnt exist

fuck
i aint got no respect nah
ressurect out of the net
i aint got none corrects
got no respect

yeah 
bitchfuck
she wanna fuck
i let her suck 
bitch run
outrun my gun
you need some dope? i got a ton
for everyone
lets have some fun
ill give you some
get gunned down
with the drum mag
get gunned down
with the drum mag
yall scum
yall are scum
you need some dope? i got a ton
for everyone

and repeat cuz i say the shit all over again cuz im aint got no creativity
just enjoy the sound

RUN [PROD. PULSE]

prod @xlandfill

(intro)
ay, yuh, ay, aye look, yuh

(hook)
barbed wire 'round my baseball bat
bitch im ready for combat
ill find out where you live at
ill make sure you wont come back
im clothed just like my soul bitch - all black
fall back
dont care about ur feedback
k9 unit - wolf pack
(x2)

(verse)

barbed wire 'round my baseball bat
bitch im ready for combat
ill find out where you live at
ill make sure you wont come back
im clothed just like my soul bitch - all black
fall back
dont care about ur feedback
k9 unit - wolf pack
dont care about ur feedback
k9 unit - wolf pack
underground maniac 
throw it back
watch me crack skulls like im zodiac
hold me back
before my rage is jumping back
heart attack
get arrested
cardiac
axe in your face
lumberjack

(hook)
barbed wire 'round my baseball bat
bitch im ready for combat
ill find out where you live at
ill make sure you wont come back
im clothed just like my soul bitch - all black
fall back
dont care about ur feedback
k9 unit - wolf pack

(outro)
aye wowow ay yuh idk

BARBED WIRE [PROD. LANDFILL]

prod @pxlse & @nwdeath 

lyrics:

(verse 1)

ahh shit 
pull up with da full clip
draco with the pistol grip
get off your ego trip
bitch
zone 6, movin bricks
empty mag, gun clicks
every trigger pull a hit
rocking with tha triple 6 

mercenaries, k9
sending shivers down your spine
moving bricks, sniffing lines
dopamin in bloodline
mercenaries, k9 

(hook)

m4a1
sidearm handgun
pipe bombs in my vest
the fun has just begun

(x2)

(verse 2)

ahh shit 
pull up with da full clip
draco with the pistol grip
get off your ego trip
bitch
zone 6, movin bricks
empty mag, gun clicks
every trigger pull a hit
rocking with tha triple 6 

mercenaries, k9
sending shivers down your spine
moving bricks, sniffing lines
dopamin in bloodline
mercenaries, k9 

(hook)

m4a1
sidearm handgun
pipe bombs in my vest
the fun has just begun

(x2)

M4A1   [PROD. PULSE x NOTWINNING]

SURPRISE

LYRICS APACHE:

AYE ITS THE CHOPPER GUNNER
THE BLADE RUNNER
FUCK YOUR GAMES THIS AINT THE SAME FUCKER
THE BLOOD SUCKA
CUT YOUR CORPSE UP WITH A PAPER CUTTER
MAKE YOU SUFFER
AYE, ITS THE CHOPPER GUNNER

YALL AINT BOUT SHIT
APACHE WRIST SLIT
ALWAYS BEEN A MISFIT
WHY YOU TALKING, DO IT

YALL AINT BOUT SHIT
APACHE WRIST SLIT
ALWAYS BEEN A MISFIT
WHY YOU TALKING, DO IT

REST IN PIECE,
SIX FEET DEEP
WATCH ME CREEP
LAY YOU INTO SLEEP
CRUSING IN MY JEEP
DONT GIVE A FUCK ABOUT YOUR SHIT BITCH

THIS THAT TRIPLE SIX SHIT
I TASTE BLOOD IN MY SPIT
I SEE BLOOD ON MY WRIST
YALL ARE HYPOCRITES BITCH

LYRICS DEPTH STRIDA:

MERCENARIES
SPLIT YOU IN A HALF AND MAKE THE SHIRT LOOK
FUCKING DIRTY
THIRTY ROUNDS WILL GET YOU DOWN AND YEAH IM
VERY THISTY
FOR THE BLOOD OF BITCHES OH MY GOD PLEASE HAVE SOME
MERCENARIES
STRIDAWALKING IS MY BUSINESS 
MERCENARIES CALL US MISFITS
PAY THE PRICE OR SAY GOOD BYE
TO YOUR DUMB LIFE IM ONE A KIND
DEACEASE YOUR TRIBE AND MAKE IT MINE AND
I DONT CARE I THINK IM FINE CUZ
YOUR WHOLE LIFE IS ON THE LINE SO
TAKE A STEP BACK READ THE SIGNS
BLOOD ON MY AIRFORCE
TAKE A BITCH INTERCOURSE
STRIDA GOING DAMN HARD
MERCENARIES IS THE SOURCE

CHOPPER FT. DEPTH STRIDA [PROD. PULSE]

SURPRISE

ILL MAKE YOU SUFFOCATE
AYE I AM FULL OF HATE
YOU RAPPERS ARE FAGGOTS 
YOU CANT THINK STRAIGHT YUH

BITCH EAT
EAT CONCRETE
CURB STOMP
MAKE YOU BLEED
BREAK YO NECK
WITH MY FEET YUH
AYE
BITCH PLEASE AYE

I DO NOT CARE IF YOU HATE ME 
DISLOCATE BOTH OF YOUR DAMN KNEES
STANAG MAG: ROUNDS THIRTY

MY BITCH LOOK LIKE SHE KYLIE
OR MAYBE I AM JUST TOO HIGH G,
SHOULD SMOKE LESS OF GREEN TEA

APACHE ON A KILLING SPREE
FUCK CALGARY, 
THIS AINT AINT THE SAME G
NO CALVARIES, WHERE I AM G
APACHE STILL ON A KILLING SPREE AYE YUH

SUFFOCATE [PROD. MAXX]

prod @pxlse

"TEENAGE MELANCHOLY" DROPS 20. JANUARY 2020

lyrics:

intro:
ay yuhh
you is next, you is next

hook:
find me sticking in the corner like a spiderweb
patches all over me like i wear a bikers vest
pussyboy talk shit imma break your ribcage step by step
if u talk on me imma gurantee you you is next 
you is next
you is next, you is next
you is next
you is next, you is next
you is next
you is next, you is next

verse:
ay yuh,
fucked up bitch im fucked up
get yo guns up
run up imma run up
find you hung up
outta fear
outta here
imma ruin your career
watch your music dissapear
ay yuh
oh shit oh fuck
my knife is stuck
yeah im always outta luck
thc in my blood 
fuck the laws im driving drunk
crash my beamer, give no fucks
end my life like im budd, like im budd

hook:
find me sticking in the corner like a spiderweb
patches all over me like i wear a bikers vest
pussyboy talk shit imma break your ribcage step by step
if u talk on me imma gurantee you you is next 
you is next
you is next, you is next
you is next
you is next, you is next
you is next
you is next, you is next

YOU IS NEXT [PROD. PULSE]

prod @frdmbeats

lyrics:

get the fuck out my way
bitch u better pray
run out of my line
got a couple bodies in the basement stored like wine
blood drops right on the pavement columbine
mad is an understatement to describe my mind

bitch you better write your will
cuz when i pull up i aint got no fucking chill
when i pull up with my tec in your room
you know imma paint that bitch in maroon

bitch you better get the fuck out my way
yeah u better pray
cuz all i see is red
red like the blood draining out of your head
out of your head bitch 
out of your mind
mad is an understatement to describe
what i feel everyday in my damn life
mad is an understatement to describe
what i feel everyday in my life

GET THE FUCK OUT MY WAY [PROD. FRDM]

prod @frdmbeats

lyrics:

why ur bitch on me
u gon get to know me
yeah u caught me
ur bitch fucking want me
wetter than tsunamis
my jacket tommy
bitch boy try to fucking drop me
u cannot rob me
i got weapons like the us army
this shit beyond me
fold you like origami
feeling godly
sixes all upon me
u know it was me
who brought the thotties

you will never be me
drop your adress pussyboy
time to meet me
better bring yo mans got hella wrath in me
my name is known on the streets as fuckapache
yuh

60 rounds full metal jacket 
got a holster with more mags right under my jacket
attract these all these rappers im a retard magnet
have i gone mad yet or why these pussys actin


you will never be me
drop your adress pussyboy
time to meet me
better bring yo mans got hella wrath in me
my name is known on the streets as fuckapache
yuh

WRATH [PROD. FRDM]

ft. @kam9g prod @lucyfxr
lyrics:

apache:
all these pills fucking with my brain
pop them mofuckers daily to just numb the pain
everyday, im insane 
life is going down the drain
i cant help it i just gotta do it all again
im insane
blood is streaming out my veins

im fucked up
pussy wassup
meet me in alleyway just to get ur shit rocked
crack heads pussy wassup
still aint loving the cops

oh my oh my 
suicide on my mind
all i got is my mic
to pour my problems into at  the night
call it a song upload it on spotify
all my fans are happy while i wanna cry

call me a bitch but this life aint worth living all the time
depression be kicking in late at night
nothing gets me happy not even my bitch
i will never smile not even if i was rich

6. DESERT EAGLE (FT. KAMASUTRA9G) [PROD. LUCYFXR]

prod @pxlse

lyrics depth strida:

the legacy is back, its apache fuckin strida time
12 gauge fat shotgun bro aboutta pay the fine
torture him in my chamber 
red dots many laser
fuck him up
meet me later
pull up in pulses beamer
the masks aboutta crack
theres nothing i could hidemayne
you want me on a track
 but that shit not my type aye
apache on the lmg
and we put you up in light ay
fuck with us you get wet up
im not comparing size ay

uh fuck hit the uppercut
and you spit some blood
uh tell me what the fuck was up?
you dont got no bloods
uh catch me sneakin thru your block
hit apache walk
uh no i cannot stop
make his  fuckin body pop

apache:

the fucking king is back
ready to attack
hand out packs 
to the junkies who need crack
always armed with my strap
mac 11 drum mag
pull up in the night with a mask on
alright staying in the dawn
chopper and the ar
drum mag fmj yuh
still beneath the read
u pussies is fake yuh
really did the race yuh
and i never say no
pop pop big chopper on deck yuh

5. DROP! (FT. DEPTH STRIDA) [PROD. PULSE]

prod @pxlse

lyrics snakepitch:

gotta throw up
walk slow no fucks
hit ho hit drugs still
remember that i broke
my will, handsome
but so random
ask me no damn questions
if ya can't live with the answers
went over that empathy
went over that me yeh
my temper
kept ridicilous
energy kept by my believes
when I'm smokin on my cheese
six hundred mili morphine's
already in
side
i take hard hits
fake tucks get hit hard okay
take down their disguise
by catching sight
i wonder
why they still try
I don't know
it's a riddle
world keeps burning
I'm in the middle
circled by flames
circling the sun
snakepitch is enslaved
by this circuit which I can't
interrupt

lyrics apache:

poison ivy
is what i supply
got many bitches dead
from smoking dope that i supply
lacing pills since ninety nine
combine drugs with alkaline
my clients got borderline
sawed off shotty columbine yuh

get yo organs aligned
meth is in my bloodline
try it out dont decline, aye

aye seven bottles in the bando
call me king cuz i got the commando
under bridges is where i hang yo (x2)

4. UNDER BRIDGES (FT. SNAKEPITCH) [PROD. PULSE]

prod @snakepitch

lyrics:
i pull up with my knife
stab in your stomach twice
i jerk off to the thought of killing innocent people every night
my brain is fucked
in my mind theres an apartheid
i pour gasoline on the cops and watch it ignite
jeder bulle ein schwein, stech auf den nuttensohn ein (x2)

torment, all black like a scorpion, fall back, move back last warning
torment, all black like a scorpion, fall back, move back end my torment
all black like a scorpion, drowning sipping codein, all black like a scorpion

3. MAGNETIC [PROD. SNAKEPITCH]

prod @snakepitch

lyrics:
aye, pull up with a fucking morning star
apache the knight, sp on the beat with the guitar
my bitch cooks me meals and lights up my new cigar 
running over fields, body armor full black yuh

aye, im the reaper of medieval times,
burning witches, slaughter people down in cathedrals
aye, i can hear the bald eagle scream
apache is fucked, theres only pure evil in my dreams

been a soldier since day one
my mission is to kill till im the only one
left alive, my body is a mess oh my,
left to die, is how i leave you laying in the night
sacrifice, my blood to the afterlife,
terrified, faces when i say goodbye

(hook)
apache the black knight
coming for you tonight
meet me in the afterlife
it is time to say goodbye
(x2)

(outro)
pull up with a fucking morningstar
apache the knight
sp on the beat with the guitar
aye, im the reaper of medieval times,
burning witches, slaughter people down in cathedrals
i can hear the bald eagle scream
apache is fucked, theres only pure evil in my dreams

2. KNIGHT [PROD. SNAKEPITCH]

1. DAEMON INTRO [PROD. PULSE]

merry xmas once again, fuckers

lyrics:
all these pills fucking with my brain
pop them mofuckers daily to just numb the pain
everyday, im insane
life is going down the drain
i cant help it i just gotta do it all again
im insane
blood is streaming out my veins

im fucked up
pussy wassup
meet me in alleyway just to get ur shit rocked
crack heads pussy wassup
still aint loving the cops

oh my oh my
suicide on my mind
all i got is my mic
to pour my problems into at the night
call it a song upload it on spotify
all my fans are happy while i wanna cry

call me a bitch but this life aint worth living all the time
depression be kicking in late at night
nothing gets me happy not even my bitch
i will never smile not even if i was rich

PROBLEMS ("DESERT EAGLE" OLD VERSION) [PROD. PULSE]

merry xmas once again, fuckers

lyrics:

ill break ur skull with my bare fist
put you on my deathlist
i dare you pussy talk shit
you dont wanna see me pissed
give u dreams like manson
haunt u imma phantom
take ur bitch for ransom
my glock is a cannon
load the choppa let it spray
watch you decay
i could do this all day
bitch get the fuck outta my way
load the choppa let it spray
i could do this all day
get outta my way

aye fuck apache from the black sun
where i grew up everyone was toting guns
and they found you if you dared to fucking run
never said a word, best thing i could have done

yuh
now they all wanna talk to me
apache the plug, apache aint a damn wannabee
lock you up and swallow the key
aint no stopping me, bitch get down on your fucking knees

mitos

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