Lyrics:

Bitch I’m fiending for the smoke
High as hell cause hells my home
Riding round the corner to the trap house
Bout to stash sum dope 

It’s da I to the c to the e m a n e
don’t try to be me
enemies come directly
I’m high yes I’m high
In the sky where you’ll find me
Murder on my mind hypnotized from these writings
Eyes low in my zone let me coast while I’m here
Pour a four pop a pill icemane crystal clear
In the sun where I’m from u can see what I hear
I’m the light in the darkness I was raised with no fear
No feelings in my head think I’m twisted in the brain 
Every since I lost my homies to this god forsaken game
Can’t hang with them players 
So u best stay in your lane
I don’t wanna take another manes life
Not today


The sickness it grows bringing me down to your level
This trickery literally got me here thinking things like if youre da devil
Like metal stay strong but broken down
In my mental
Fuck it I’m waiting for my resurrection
A lesson from these temples
I pray, meditate to situate myself inside
Looking within as ride with the wind going pass all my sins find the peace that hides
Go at it again with myself in end tryna make these amends before I die
Who am I yes lord ice
I’m a demon in disguise

All alone in my heart I feel so cold
Interruptions let them go
Hardly grasping to my soul
I can’t cave in to my self

Hell's My Home (Prod. Lucky Menace)

BREAK YOURSELF (PROD. SLYYE)

VICIOUS (PROD. NINETYNINE)

WRATH (PROD. MYSTICZ187)

Bloody fist
Throat slit
When I shoot, I never miss
These fuckers all talk shit
You sure you want this misery bitch
Imma make you beg for mercy on your goddamn knees
Bash you in the face till your
Eyes all bloodshot red as hell
Imma use all of your hatred to ignite my passion now
Cause I see my future so clearly I aint ever gonna back down
Big dog in this bitch call me fucking Cujo
Im the real deal these muthafuckas just placebo

Misery Mob Motherfucker
Bitch you gone M.I.A
If we go head to head Imma bash your brains
Since you wanna bang, got the bullet with your name
Straight to the dome come meet your end
Should've kept my name out your mouth
I ain't the one to talk it out
If you betray me, the ya blood spillin out
Lemme really give em something to talk about
I can see through your facade 
They down to ride but they really want you to die
See the real you behind them eyes
Don't trust nobody they all tellin lies
Fuck what you say
Im the queen of Misery
So lil bitch don't even play
Gonna ash my blunt in ya bloodshot face

BLOODSHOT (PROD. MVNSON666)

When I pull up, they drop dead
Wild west shawty put a bullet 
straight through your head
Don't cross me bitch 
Cuz you ain't getting saved
You betta pray you make it to heavens gate

Let the guillotine drop on all the opps
Chop, Chop, Chop Off wit ya head
Yeah I met my mark
And you about to meet ya maker hoe
I'm gonna drag you down
To the depths 6 feet below

Jealous ass hoe sending yo evil eye
Goddamn you lookin fuckin tired
Imma scalp that bitch
Blow her whole wig back
I love it when you die slow
You're so pretty when you cry
These basic ass hoes ain't in the same league
You can never find another like me
I'm on a higher level
Thats why you can't fuck wit me
We not even on the same frequency

I'm his main squeeze, he love it when I tease
Biting on his neck whenever I please
You such a lil "pick me" bitch
Got her cryin on her knees
lookin thirsty come drown in my misery
You all bark and no bite, Can't stand a chance
Divinely protected, You ain't touchin me
Everything that you say comes back times 3

You really don't want no smoke
But give me the signal 
and imma fuckin blow
Steady talkin shit, why you always wanna holla?
I've been steady goin up so im really unbothered
Prayed on my downfall, Oh you fell for the trick
Dug your own grave, Now go lie in it
Gonna have ya momma crying at your funeral
Bust ya face wide open leave the casket closed


Why the fuck you think this was a game?
I'm the empress serving you a deathcard mane
I bring the thunder to the underground
Fill the clip up and shoot a hunnid rounds
You muthafuckas betta just count your days
I got the lust for that murda murda
Triple sevens whenever im steppin
Its your lucky day to fuckin die

Yeah he gonna spend that cash
dropped seven bands on my louis bag
Make him think he fall in love
When I throw this ass back
If imma raise hell Imma make It look sexy

Ain't shit funny round here
I wanna hear your head smash on the curb
Now you lookin real pressed cuz its Vampira
You didnt expect to come up next

For all I care you can meet your end
Ain't worth my time, no weight on my chest
Not tryna be that bitch or care who's next
When I look in the mirror all I see is the best
The only thing you gonna be spittin
Is your bloody broken teeth on the cold concrete
Life's a gamble so roll the dice
Take the chance for your fuckin life

Turned Dracula's castle into my trap house
You playa hatin, but that ain't my fault
Steady countin paper we ain't ever runnin out
Diamonds dripping on me you steady in a drought
They all was hating, Now they follow the leader
Riding dick so much yall need to take a breather
My words hittin like a loaded shot gun
Now watch me blow your fucking mind

My words hittin like a loaded shot gun
Now watch me blow your fucking mind

My words hittin like a loaded shot gun
Now watch me blow your fucking mind

LUST FOR MURDA (PROD. MYSTICZ187)

IM REALLY DOWN TO TAKE A LIFE
NOBODY WILL HEAR YOUR SCREAMS TONIGHT
WHEN VAMPIRA CREEP UP IN THE NIGHT
THE CHANCES ARE THAT YOU GONNA DIE 

BITCH IM RIDING IN THE CHEVY
GOT ALL MY FAKE FRIENDS DEAD IN THE TRUNK 
BUMPIN THAT LUST FOR MURDA MURDA
IMMA MAKE THE BASS THUMP

SMOKE A WHOLE BLUNT TO THE FACE 
WHILE I WATCH YOU SAY YOUR FINAL PRAYER
GOT A CABIN UP BY CRYSTAL LAKE
HOE THIS MY SECRET LAIR

THEY SAY THEY HATE MY GUTS 
BUT I AINT EVER BEEN TOUCHED
IM QUICK TO SMACK THAT BITCH 
IF SHE THINK THAT IM BLUFFIN 

LONE WOLF SHIT 
NEVER NEEDED NOBODY BITCH 
MAKE YA HEAD DO A SPLIT 
WITH MY MACHETE

ONE FAKE BITCH
TWO BULLETS TO YOUR FUCKIN HEAD
THREE CHANCES THAT I GAVE YA
NOW THE GRAVE IS WHERE YOU STAY

GOT BLUE FACES 
BUT A BITCH STAY BLOODY 
HOES STAY JEALOUS 
LOOKIN GREEN IN THE FACE

YOU REALLY NEED TO STOP PLAYING 
SPEAKING DOWN ON MY NAME
WONT GIVE YOU NO FAME MANE 

RUN RUN RUN LITTLE BITCH 
AS FAST AS YOU CAN 
I AINT TRIPPIN OVER SHIT 
YOULL NEVER CATCH ME SLIPPING 

IM GOING FULL THROTTLE
DRINKING HENNY STRAIGHT FROM THE BOTTLE
BODY BUILT LIKE A MODEL
GOT YOUR HOE SUICIDAL 

PSYCHOPATHIC LUNATIC 
PUT A MUZZLE ON THAT BITCH 
BEFORE SHE GET HIT

VAMP THE QUEEN OF THE UNDERGROUND
ITS MISERY MOB
HOE YOU BETTER BOW DOWN

CABIN FEVER (PROD. NINETYNINE)

Gotta Fully (prod. HPSHAWTY)

prod. @vxndxl-dsp
feat. https://soundcloud.com/kilosmane

1 MEAN STANG (FEAT. KILO$)

Bang your head, 
Dance till you dead 
smoke a thousand blunts 
Till my eyes bloody red 

Spit on your grave 
Fuck all my fake friends 
They tried to plot on me 
And now they all fuckin dead 

aye aye aye 
Bring it back now 

Resurrected from the weed ashes 
Burnin like a phenonix 
all up in they feelings 
Intimidated 
Yeah yous a bitch 
watch ya fuckin tone 
When you step up to me G 
All these rappers big pussy 
I got that dawg in me 
Wish a bitch would 
On a muthafuckin shootin star 
Talkin all that shit 
never heard of you before 
Imma boss ass bitch 
Go look me up hoe 
ain’t poppin no more xannies
But you know I got them bars 

Lil bitches love to bark 
I’ll dog walk yo ass thru the park 



Bang your head 
Dance till you dead 
smoke a thousand blunts 
Till my eyes bloody red 

Spit on your grave 
Fuck all my fake friends 
They tried to plot on me 
And now they all fuckin dead 

Bang your head 
Dance till you dead 
smoke a thousand blunts 
Till my eyes bloody red 

Spit on your grave 
Fuck all my fake friends 
They tried to plot on me 
And now they all fuckin dead 


Bang your head 
Bang your head 
bang yo head hoe!!!

MISERY MOB MUTHAFUCKA


PROD @MOKELEMBEMBE98

BITCHCRAFT (PROD. MM98)

I aint got no friends 
no one got time everybody moved on
I ain't got no benz
Gotta little money
But im still broke boy
I aint got no ends
I be all alone
By my god damn self
Maybe it's the end
I been holding on
Swinging back and forth
On a fuckin thread
Talkin to my self
Every God dam day 
In my god damn head
I cant get away
Finna blow my brains
Fill em up with lead
Better off gone
Maybe then theyll call
When im fucking dead
You dont call me no more
You aint never check up on ya boy

I MISS MY FRIENDS I FEEL IVE LOST THEM (PROD.BY OOGIE BOOGIE THANG)

MISERY MOB
“QUEEN OF HEARTS” ALBUM OUT NOW
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vampiravicious@gmail.com

LUST FOR MURDA (PROD. MYSTICZ187)

VICIOUS VAMPIRA

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