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Prod. YCK

Snort a fucking line crush em up with ID’s
Bitch I’m waiting in my fortress you can come and find me
Frame the innocent a sentence we will fall to perjury
Pop a vessel pulverize em send em to the infirmary

When I show up imma make your fucking blood clot
Standing frozen I’m the chosen one sending gunshots 
Through your home through your dome gripping on the fucking chrome
And I’ll be probing better yet toting all the bullets that I load

Creeping I’m keeping the weapon you’ll never be beating me
Trauma be coming repeatedly
Tomb and a dungeon the devil be greeting me
Skin is now burning and charred up unevenly

You never focus you never fathom 
All the weight your words will carry hope they send me to the stratum 
You wouldn’t get it you can’t imagine
Sipping blood what the fuck imma turn it to a habit
Do you even feel remorse and see the ones who had to die
For the sins you don’t repent these wings of wax we made our plight

Lungs cave blood stains 
Fuck pain fuck pain
Dug graves flood gates
One way one way

Prepackage propaganda send an explosive bag
A couple of bodies do what they taught me there’s another toe to tag
Danger to strangers I’m the adversary breaking all the laws
Looking around I savor the moment for the damage that I caused

Fuck to all the corporation funding allocation
Talking heads they stay resigning at the sign of allegations
I can see you’re tryna run I think you owe me dividends
You pay me out I take your head or legs I guess it just depends

Your throne of this complacency has made you wild and blind
Bitch I’mma tear em apart when they making me mad don’t bother telling twice 
I’m so fucking sick and tired of all these pussy fake woke
Generation Z’s I hate to see you’re grinding still broke

Handing over kidneys better yet I’ll take the liver
Harvest all the parts I need and then I’ll dump em in the river
There ain’t reception make no exceptions I’mma target who I please 
Stuck in dejection future discretion I’ll be waiting in the trees

Lungs cave blood stains 
Fuck pain fuck pain
Dug graves flood gates
One way one way

Plague

In the night we all rise from the depths

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The Beast

Wither

iamjakehill - Phobetor

MVKO x DOE SLURP x IAN I-CEE - STRANDED

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DRIPPING RED

Prod. YCK

Shanking a twisted motherfucker just to show em I mean business
Cross the name off of the hit list getting red up from the litmus
Know by now that I’m depraved I’m the ripple and the wave
Removing unpacking unwrapping the daggers that fall in me they remind me what I crave
You are nothing but a contingent fluke
Cause it wasn’t no skill that was given to you
New weak track boutta flock to the internet
Almighty god we can’t ever let him forget
2 out of 3 I call that an isosceles
Put em on mute with these different philosophies
You want attention then cut horizontally
How many laws that I follow unlawfully
Cycle around like a roundabout
And I’m a no one in a too-crowded town
Say that I’m something without the clout
Then wonder who’s gonna talk with the loudest mouth

He has risen far above the common man
What is missing your deceit I’m not a fan 
Seated in the citadel the point of singularity
Guarded by the consecrated now observe with clarity
Too invested for extraction to the sky
Still infested with these wicked thoughts of mine
Infinitesimal to be compressed in a vacuum the records will not be expunged
Been imperceptible but unpreventable blood on the film is creating a smudge

Depression is a bitch I’ve seen it’s a fact a bit too well
Suspended in the abyss who else wanna fuck with me in the hole that you dwell 
Encroaching on the liberties initiating new upheavals
Damage the planet and all its inhabitants they got a patent expending the diesel
Separation you scared of that
You won’t stay right here like where you at
Ain’t a secret tracked down go to my scent
And I got no fucking halo parked over my head
Fuck it I’m sober enough ain’t no dope in the cut
For now I will be choking on rust
Trick up my sleeve with the coke and the dust
I’ll be killed by the overdose hoping it does
In no mood for the theistic shit
But I’m coming up short what the meaning is
Got what I want still destitute
Wanna shroud myself wanna end it too

He has risen far above the common man
What is missing your deceit I’m not a fan 
Seated in the citadel the point of singularity
Guarded by the consecrated now observe with clarity
Too invested for extraction to the sky
Still infested with these wicked thoughts of mine
Infinitesimal to be compressed in a vacuum the records will not be expunged
Been imperceptible but unpreventable blood on the film is creating a smudge

Citadel

[VAGUE]

You’ll know when I rise to the 6
Grabbin that knife and I’ll cut yo bitch
I’ll put you in a fucken ditch
Just listen
All that fucken talk is toxic
Holdin all your homies pockets
You don’t want the beef so homie stop it
Don’t wanna dig your grave, just drop it
Go home
Grab your gun and cock it
The reaper waiting by your fucken rottin corpse
Blood and flesh has stained the floor
But you said you that you wanted war
Thought I’d never find out
I’ll cut your fucken eyes out
Bein a bitch in the back
With a call out
Doesn’t matter what you say
Cause we all gettin paid
You once had clout but it all gone fade now
I’m stayin heartless in the mind just to play
All that talk you can’t relate
Just take a walk
You can’t complain
There’s a lot im leavin out
A lot of doubt you given out
So fuck your feelings
Here and now
We’re sick of dealin with these Clowns

[T.R.I.P.]

Pussy mothafucka wanna talk about our numbers
But we know that you the one who be hiding undercovers
Bitch boy
Better watch your mothafuckin mouth
When I pull up with a stick
Bouta take a nigga out
You lookin like typical mothafucka
That’s lookin for a handout
Shit there’s bouta be a man down 
Mama should’ve told you to never run your mothafuckin mouth
Now she gotta see you laying in a ditch now
You don’t wanna start no beef with me
You trying act hard, bitch boy you sweet 
You know what they say, that talk is cheap 
Depressed ass drunk boy trying to reach 
Watch yo fuckin mouth and your damn tone
Until we in person
Until then keep on suckin that dick
And keep on fuckin lurkin hoe
Mossberg pump to the chest
And I don’t give a fuck if i’m making a mess 
Lost in dark while I’m choppin up bodies
I do this shit blindly
The devils impressed 
Better think twice who you fuck with 
I can see through you posers you nothing 
Got your shitty name written on my black list 
If you wanna step up
You gon find out quick
That you ain’t shit

HEARTLESS [Prod. BLACK LIONS]

(prod.  Vez  · Bargholz · Nikola Tracks)

Life (feat. Faceless 1-7)

HOPE

RUNNING

HAPPY

Pegged

SNOWSTORM

"Ride Out Steady" is a dark, modern rap anthem built on heavy bounce and cold precision. The track blends hypnotic flows with chantable hooks, creating a sound that’s both street-certified and club-ready. Smooth delivery, hard-hitting presence, and raw storytelling drive the energy from start to finish. With crowd-shaking chants and a relentless rhythm, this is built for late nights, loud systems, and pure adrenaline.

Ride Out Steady

Prod. Arvid @funeralmoney

Riding with a burner I’m wishing like Timmy Turner
That a motherfucker’d try me I turn him to a deserter
It’s nights we come alive and no fight I wouldn’t fight
Just tried it and roll the dice no change to pay the price

Motherfuckers lame and as deep as a gutter puddle
All the same as the rest of them when I diss and utter subtle
Light a cigarette that’s my fuckin epithet
Spoken on some real shit bitch I’m never incorrect 

Everybody tryna rock with shit that’s so in
When I’m dealing with my shortage of serotonin
Leaking all my blood and contracted this gangrene
But I’m dropping all this heat no need to thank me

YCK I’m repping they’re raiding I got a weapon 
Boutta get to fucking stepping be known as a living legend  
I don’t wanna see em as long as I’m unknown
Gonna try to get away in the back of the blunt smoke

Go back to the place where you’re from
Toe tag got you feeling so numb
We can’t deal with a dose of bad luck
Or somebody like you who won’t even stand up

Tighten up my turban I’m burning the book of serpents 
Refer to the person burden I’m serving uncertain purposes
I won’t be beat they try to be me
Motherfucker you been flowing all the same and I see

Peddle crack rock I’m just trying to talk 
And everybody wanna run but I’m trying to walk 
And you don’t wanna cross a goddamn loony like me
Got the tint on the road and it’s shining bright green

Stated so verbatim I promise I’m underrated 
No fame in this ultimatum the same as reported datum
Full stop that I make when I crash
And I don’t mean a fuckin car I mean what’s in the stash

Energizing terrorizing I been off a pill 
They all tell me gotta stop but ain’t thinking that I will
It won’t be that no it’s you that’ll kill me
I was a symbol in my life and in death I will still be

Go back to the place where you’re from
Toe tag got you feeling so numb
We can’t deal with a dose of bad luck
Or somebody like you who won’t even stand up

Life (feat. Faceless 1-7)

Venfex

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