THE CHARIOT

Coke On My Teeth

Mixed & mastered by tuMaggz
Prod. GD beats

LOVSIQ - Demon Mode (feat. Witchouse 40k)

prod. zac spruill
released under give up still here llc. 
mix/master/vox [blvckehart, vqcant]

i love you guys, trying to be releasing consistently. 
be safe 

Broke the code but there's no Da Vinci
Heat the stove yeah that's word to Demi
Men trynna kill me there's many
I'm Mickey she Minnie we off the grid

Broke the code but there's no Da Vinci
Heat the stove yeah that's word to Demi
Men trynna kill me there's many
I'm Mickey she Minnie we off the grid
Beat the case Johnny Cochran
Double park the whip
The sawed off sound off and shit
Then take off in some moccasins
Life really need some competence
We the kids out in Hawkins bitch
You'll find me in a coffin bitch
The backyard graveyard pop off and shit
Shoutout spooky season
Runnin' round town like a foolish demon
Pick your pockets without a reason
Midwest with depressed depletion
We the highest crime rate in the region
Winter's cold we been freezing anemic
Muhfuckas always playin strategic
But it's all the same

But it's all the same
Stone cold shooter with a marksman aim
John Wayne true grit the game
And I'll take the blame
Like John Wick fuck a witness claim
Jon Jones with the bones cause that's all that remains
Tippy toe through the flows and the willows and veins
(Tiptoe)

They won't find me shootin' like Alice in Chains, no Kurt Cobain
City a hurricane, breaks windowpanes
Killas' and bloodstains
Meth on the front page
Addicted to champagne
Amy or Billie with no DOA
Fuck this city and the box I've crawled in
Here's a cart and a box to stock with
Shove the bullshit right down my throat
And expect the kid to not grab for rope
But to grab for straws, and write songs on a Macintosh
Press pause on life just to ask for applause
Panic grip tight always have to sharpen the claws

Horrorland no R.L. Stine
Thunder sky like the 405
Watch me shine like Stanley Kubrick
Make a midnight classic I love the magic
Turn birds into enemies like Alfred Hitchcock
Psychosocial I tie the slip knot, 
Time will tick tock, we stuck in grid lock

Dress in all black cause my mind cluttered
How can I get back when my mind shutters
Yeah my vibe tight word to my motha'
Once again no one fucks wit my brothas'
Revamped and rebranded
No Marilyn no Manson
So careless can't stand it, stand up or get trampled
It's the Jack Torrance, former warden
Mothafucka tune in cause you know you can't ignore it, bitch

i missed spooky season

SPOOKY SEASON

written and performed by fxckjamie
produced by fxckjamie & vexd
cover art by gekxta

BROKEN GLASS [PROD. FXCKJAMiE & VEXD]

"Shadows of the Dot” is a late-night soundtrack to Toronto’s streets — dark, reflective, and heavy with ambition. The project captures the grind, the cold nights, and the weight of coming up in the 6. With raw energy and introspective moments, it paints the picture of moving through the shadows while keeping the hustle alive. The gold chain shines, but the tone stays real — success and struggle always walking side by side.

TRY (Prod. nerfjayy)

Push Up (prod Gemini Beats)

This track is from the 666 Voices Tape Koming Soon

twitter.com/thealmightytaj

666 Bonez

666 Bonez (Feat. Prophet)

Spotify

POPULATION CONTROL (Prod. Skami)

Morph!ne :) [prod. Abnormal]

(HOOK)
KETAMINE: 
WELCOME TO CROOKLYN 
GANG SHIT 
LAMES DIP 
 SCUM AROUND DONT PLAY BITCH
LET THAT K RIP 
DESECRATE LIMBS IF YOU SAY SHIT (x4)

KETAMINE VERSE 1:
COMIN FROM THE CRYPT
BANG BANG WHEN I CLICK 
KILL YO WHOLE DAMN CLIQUE BRO
SHIT AINT THE SAME FUCKAS SOFT NOWADAYS 
FUCKAS RATHER OFF THEY SELF 
NO WILL 
I BEEN ON THE PROWL FOR THE PACK AND THE BILLS
NEVER TRUST SOULS 
E FRIENDS NEVER REAL 
BITCH I SEE THROUGH THE VEIL 
 WANNA SPEAK  LIKE THEY ONE WIT THE TEAM ARE THESE LEECHES FOR REAL 

ADRiFT:
KEEPING ANXIETY SECRET 
I’M LIVING FOR REASONS THAT I ONLY UNDERSTAND 
STAND IN THE MATTER 
A LADDER WILL SINK ME 
AN ANCHOR WILL RAISE ME 
A SCURRYING PHANTOM
IM GATHERING WISHES TO GRANT ME VANISH 
CROW IN MY WINDOW AND THAT WINDOW IS MY IRIS 
EVERYBODY WANTS TO BE FAMOUS 
TRADING EVERYTHING FOR A LiE TODAY
REALiZE WE ARE ASH ON OUR BIRTHING DAY 
 
(HOOK)
KETAMINE: 
WELCOME TO CROOKLYN 
GANG SHIT 
LAMES DIP 
 SCUM AROUND DONT PLAY BITCH
LET THAT K RIP 
DESECRATE LIMBS IF YOU SAY SHIT (x4)

INTROVERTED OVERTHINKER
MIND IS A WAND 
I’M THE MIST OF THESE YELLOW LIT GRAVEL STREAMS 
SCREAMS UNHEARD 
I LUST FOR BLOOD OF WOMEN 
GIVE ME SEX WHERE CARVING OUT MY HEART TO HIDE INSIDE YO WOMB 
GROOM MY MANE WITH HEXING FINGERS 
BLACK TONGUE RISES 
HIDING IN THA OF A BUNKER SLAYING

KETAMINE VERSE 2: 
DEATH FROM ABOVE 
STEP UP FUCK BOI 
BRINGA REIGN OF SHELLS LIKE A PAVELOW
CLEARIN YOU SCUM LIKE 
DRAINO 
BITCH I MAKE YOU SURE YOU FOLD 
WHAT I BRING TO THE TABLE 
IS MURDEROUS STRIKES LIKE IKE
ALL THESS HOES ACTIN TRIFE
CALL ME SCISSOR HANDS
EVERYTHANG THAT I TOUCH GET CUT SMOKE A FOE LIKE A DUTCH 
NEVA RELOAD BITCH I ONLY RE UP
WHAT

Welcome To Crooklyn [Prod. 5:10]

ENGINEERED/MIXED/MASTERED BY @tumaggz
PRODUCED BY @therealzxro

Rope 'round my motherfucking throat
I don't give a shit
fuck my life I don't even wanna finish it
motherfuckers acting like they know me
and I'm sick of it
Feel like I'm a motherfucking phony
when i'm in my skin
bitch I been tryna get up on my bullshit
tight ripped jeans same color that my soul is
rolled in with the squad like we important
had to take the underground
and bring that shit to Portland, morbid
tossing bodies in the lake
beautiful and bloody when I'm making my escape
usually I'd cut into a motherfucker's face
but I don't got my machete
and I don't wanna catch a case
so I'm dragging this ugly motherfucker
down to my dungeon
practically covered in his blood
and I barely touched him
Man I been loving this
I'm murdering on a budget
you redundant if you thinking
I won't catch you out in public
and it's bloodshed
get excited I'm like fuck yes
getting violent getting upset
I been telling these motherfuckers
the hellhounds up next
ignorant motherfuckers gon' end up in a truck bed
whoa
you ain't finna snatch my soul
you ain't finna bag that hoe
you ain't finna run up on me
like you say you gonna motherfucker
I been waiting for a minute tryna catch that smoke
like whoa
you ain't finna snatch my soul
you ain't finna bag that hoe
you ain't finna run up on me
like you say you gonna motherfucker
I been waiting for a minute tryna catch that smoke

@blupillmusic
You ain’t finna snatch my soul
Run up on me imma break you down to the bone
Hit a mothafucka in the dome
Body in the drain I replaced him with a clone
Like what
BLUPILL super saiyan mode
Say another word imma hit you in the throat
Like what
Twitter bitchin now he want the smoke
Left him in the dirt and layed his body with a cloak
We been out winnin all night
JMatt BLUPILL pulled up on sight
Out in PDX livin life
We the type of mothafuckas that’ll end a fight
Ion wanna have to use spikes
Keep em on my wrist but I also got a knife
6 inch blade tucked inside
Deep inside my pocket but I also got a nine
I don’t wanna fight you bitches
Lookin at me cold like a mothafuckin villain
Gucci, Moncler on my linen
Beat the pussy up then i throw it on the skillet
I been going hard for a minute
Ain’t nobody stopping me I’m Kobe with the vision
I ain’t got time for opinion
Keep it to yourself unless you wanna end up missing

MACHETEVILLE Ft. BLUPILL (Prod. ZXRO)

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