SYSTEM/VICTIM (PROD. REVNACK)

An exclusive track i made for forlxrn's ep back in 2019

LXXIV - FVCK THE OPPOSITION [PROD. FORLXRN & SMOKERAW] (2019)

FOLLOW @LORDLANDFILL



(LYRICS)

y’all better put some respect on my name before you claim that I ain’t do shit for the underground game/
never once did I switch on the homies or do some
shit for the money or fame/
it’s about time that I show these fucks what can happen whenever the beast out his cage/
half of these rappers you listen to came from my seed now they rocking a stage in LA/

to say I fell off is a sin cause my influence getting passed to the kids/
2018 with ogod the mix started access denied birthed a goat named Quinn/
2019 almost quit all this shit but I came back harder my ops had a fit/
but fuck all the haters turnt shit to a 10 dropping diss after diss to get under their skin guess I’m petty/

I’m a hit maker & so they wanna get rid of me making my ass go crazy/
I hope they realize if it wasn’t for me there never woulda been lazy/
I’ll say it 3 times for the ones in the back that never talk and acting shady/
before you open yo mouth better swallow they hate before I shake you down like we In hati/
and I can proudly say that nobody made me
I wouldn’t say it if it wasn’t a fact/
who the fuck is a smxdge6 if it wasn’t for me on his track/
all dat new wave shit got you clowns buying plays just know that it won’t ever last/
100k monthly but every track a collab cause you know by yourself you just ass/
and it make me giggle/
how you generic screaming over instrumentals/
rock a mask on the face now you tough of sumn?/
put a X in ur name and now you official…right?/
get some new swag and just quit the bitching/
yes I got an x in my name but it ain’t to replace a letter that’s the fucking difference/

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BATHING IN BLOOD [PROD. LANDFILL & IMDEAD] (LYRICS IN DESC.)

more shit for ur ears !!!!

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[Lyrics]

smoke fill my chest till it’s puffing out /
feel that burn in my lungs then I cough it out/
all my weed smell like feet I got chronic gout/
fuck you thought about me don’t want any clout/
listen closely I am here for the art and the money, I’m done funny business shut it down/
running they mouth till they flop like a trout/
whole squad laughing yall nothing but clowns/

come out the dungeon got blades on my waist, imma prick I might poke if you don’t give me space/
can’t wait to see how you pop in the face when the tip of this shit ripping through every vein/
controlling fates like this life is a game/
no one to blame but myself it’s a shame/
soak up the dark till it rip me apart I ain’t claim to be hard, you’re the one in the grave/

everyday has been feeling the same I wake up pour my potion and pray/
can’t even live in the darkness no more when the demons approach they all know me by name/
not even worth tryina cover my face I ain’t safe anymore got a soul they gon take/
bitch I’ve been up for 3 days off a addys the only objective is just stay awake/

bitch, Im eroding the walls of reality I got a strategy so that the angels fall down on me/
I turn a normal hoe life to a tragedy, Bonnie she cooling with Clyde & she blast for me/ 
ready for war call Calvary/
got fake fake friends burn them off like some calories/
but it’s fuck ‘em I know that they jealous cause I went and spent they whole salary, all in a day/
prolly on weed and some weaponry, fuck it I take off yo top of you mess with me/
we got a problem if you think I’m fuckin yo hoe for anything that’s more than free/

you bet I don’t break/
I might be fucked cause I thought I was safe/
how in the fuck do they know me by name/
always so fucked when they know you by name/ YUH

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SOAK UP THE DARK [PROD. WHITECXFFIN] (lyrics in desc.)

BLADEHIIT

BLADEHIIT FT. LXXIV + TR3

VP4L - KXNG X LEPRO$Y [PROD. BYERMASHOV]

prod. @lunartalk

cold dark apartments and alleyway parties

I'm outa the speakers and into yo head

rhythmic arrhythmic I'm calculated 

the way that I paint it and now you see red

I promise you hommie hypnotic and holy

you follow my meaning and hear what I said

weed in you hand with that drink in your belly

It's scary how closely you follow the dead


maybe it's habit or maybe your habitat

either-way breath let it all be unsaid

down in the culdesac smoking your handicap

parasite walking the streets that you tread

follow my lips 

watch as I dictate the way that you trip

every line hits like the back of the drip

drugs are my vehicle you are my bitch

feeling that itch as I pick at your core

can't look away from the horror in store

feeling the surface scum run for the door

demons and devils a snake in the score

even me out 

flip on the fear

try to pretend that it's not in your ears

feel the impurity sink to the floor

hide from the sickness you know disapears

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scared and erratic a panic fanatic 

the pressure is static your mood systematic

your're idiosyncratic and undiplomatic

your're psychosomatic sporadic it's drastic

a sadist a vagrant your're faded your're jaded

your're wasted impatient disorientated

degraded and latent and brimming with hatred

you hate it you wish you could be sedated



flow is so evil and toxic

really there's no way to stop it 

shit is so sick it's hypnotic

burn through your soul bitch I'm caustic

constantly living in hell this room is your jail your bed is your grave

slaving away for that minimum wage 

smoke till your feeling the weight of your cage

feeding you shit that you want

i got the shit that shit that you crave

Summon the demon that haunts you

leaving you sick and depraved

struggle to breath shit is nauseous

working my way in subconscious

I won't leave easy I promise

I am not here for the profit


tossing your easy I'm feasibly dangerous

make you feel queasy and weak is my aim just

give in to me and let make your flame hushed

forget your name and the reason you came what

you want to do i do better in bulk

you follow words from my mouth like a cult

you want the feeling and I get results

I got the sickness that's makes you repulsed

The Sickness (prod. lunarvision)

prod. @lunartalk

It feels good to float face down...


I'm on that new nice,

gimme that neck bite,

feeling like shit, right,

bring me that hit, aye aye,

I'm in the psyche, zone,

feeling like yikes, woah,

feeding my parano... 

giddy gon get some more,

I'm on that vision quest, heavy chest, neverland, bodybag ooh ooh,

you cannot see what I do, do,

I do not fuck with the truth, turth,

I write my own set of rules that I break,

all up in smoke like a witch on the stake,

dead in the street with the dialated grin,

and I wake up and do it again and again.



It feels good to float face down...



this is no way for a king to think,

wake up and make the kaching kaching,

ring ring, when that phone go,

and I'm dying all again like, oh no,

and I don't know why the fuck is it,

don't really know, but I must get it,

don't wanna go but I must hit it,

whipping out my phone let the dust settle,

I'm a bad man who got worse habbits,

give a little get a little and I'm back at it,

it's a riddle with no symbolism have at it,

when I finally OD just a sick addict,

with a ripped jacket, no fucks,

all my freinds downtown they got no luck,

am I just like them with no life left?

or should I just let go take a last breath...

Float Face Down (prod. lunarvision)

FOLLOW ME AND @mutrubeats

I hear these fucking 808s in my sleep,
I lurk in the night, tiptoe when I reap,
dark from my nightmares and light from my dreams combine to making something that I do not believe,

cherry picking all the sins I confess, I got more in the vault do not think that I’m blessed
I’m alone and depressed probably more than the rest, imma sickness yeah I am a shot to the chest 

youre a waste bitch
fuck up your life with just one swing of the blade bitch 
blade rip
we are so ignorant we do not give only take shit 
face split 
swinging my fist and leaving your face on the pavement 
gimme payment
or I’ll be the doctor submitting your ass as a patient 

fully focused I am not wasting time, imma travel that road and take back what is mine,
imma fuck up your life, wanna test me I dare you to look in my eye step over the line 
RVMAN posted yeah that’s triple the threat 
RVMAN posted yeah we talking your breath
RVMAN posted leaving your brain exposed 
yeah we pull up on you we the bringer of death 

grip the magnum till my hands start to sweat 
grip the magnum till they all end up dead 
grip the magnum till I fill they ass up with so many round they are then made of lead 

I suggest that you all do not fuck with me 
think that ur tough till I pull up to ur city 
my shootas is ghosts they will not end up guilty
my Draco is bloated boutta make it skinny 

Crucify me im a threat to the populous that’s the only way that you will be stopping us, 
we have a plan to rip out your esophagus 
yuh lil boi we talking your consciousness,

STEP OVER THE LINE LIL BOY LIKE YUH x4

[AMV]

StepOverTheLine [Prod. mutru] (LYRICS IN DESC.)

cover art by yours truly
produced by the amazing @0186

Lyrics : 

[NECROLYNN]

Gotta watch out better get the guns out
Imma bust out the door, blow your brains out 

spill your guts on the floor it's too late now
when you look down the bore it's too late now
when my face stained with blood it's too late now
gotta fist full of gore it's too late now

they call me heart seeker, I am your fever
Bloodletter make it flow let you weaken
ain't no soul reaper I am your terror
Gagged & bound her it won't get better

nightmare ethereal
I am visceral
fade to oblivion
and delirium

[FENRIR]

Running through the six 
And i got your fucking bitch
I dont talk to no snitch 
Hope u leaving feeling sick 

Boy im selling bricks 
Boy u know i got dat stick 
You are acting like prick 
Load the pistol hear a click

Bursting through your fucking door 
Shooting out hit the floor
Talking shit u want some more 
I dont care you fucking whore

Swish and a flick vingardium leviosa
Harry potter shit boy im a fucking loner 

Firing bazooka 
Cat piss super soaker
Got u in my scope yuh 
Kill u make u float yuh

Got the money in the bag 
Now im running from the twelve 
Im about to give you hell 
Getting locked up in a cell 

Cut on my wrist 
Suicide make a hit 
Dead in a ditch 
I got Knives in my kit

Røykt meg dum 
E så ung 
E så tung 
Trenger bom

Men an bør være god for eg skal dele an med 2

Make that fucking pussy suffer 
Dump the body in the gutter 
Tired of this cookie cutters 
Cut their stomach like it butter
Magic fucking cock 
I got rocks in my sock 
Lack emotions like im spock 
Born in blood no i wont stop

Gotta watch out better get the guns out
Imma bust out the door, blow your brains out

GUNS OUT FT. FENRIR [PROD. 0186]

Second single taken off "Cytopathic". Coming next month!

WITH: @GULLYSPIT & @DEPTHSTRIDA
PROD: @KIRAWTHESAVIOR
MIX: @NAVVVI
ART: @C3OF

LYRICS:
[SAINT SLEEP]
I got that cough so we set it up
Come to your block then I wet it up
Invite the virus inside of your home
Enter veins now you ape shit
Bad to the bone marrow
Black widow tap on your eyelids
Clip rip through your bitch catch her carcass on the floormat

I don't care where you been
I don't care what you seen
Mucus found on the scene

Xanax in the slammer slanging bodies out the cellar
Bet I find your skeleton hanging on the park bench
Car bent out of shape
Face down in the shit stain
Quarantine the whole trap spray the germs off the chain

DESIGNER GET STRIPPED OFF THE BODY PILE
BITCHES SELLING VACCINES ON THE BLOCK I THINK I NEED IT NOW

[BRIDGE]
Nothing left now but a dead scene and a deadlock
Burnt bridges nowhere left to go homie gotta let go
Let go
Let go
Tell me when you let go
Let go
Homie gotta let go

[GULLYSPiT]
Piss out the misery
Coke in my blood if it spill I go surfing
Get with the program or get labelled worthless
It’s not a sickness just rot on the surface
Bio-machinery ticks like a clock
Chase it with lime now the gears met a rock
Invade the middle then go back and bomb all the chalk
I know the air leave you choking but think of the stock

Pinned like an animal, pathogen phoenix
Fuck with yo mental, restructure the helix
Believe in nothing get killed with the heathens
I know it’s hard but you better not fight the adhesion
I know the lesion grows faster, increasing the fracture
With stress it reopens, no treating the cancer
Were hoping it sells

Can’t hear the siren it’s drowning itself
Doc made a promise these pills do me well
Doc made a promise that imma get right
What does he know?
Carried away by the night
I hear the silence it’s grows
I’m at the end of the rope
I know that I gotta go
Gotta let go
Gotta let go

[DEPTH STRIDA]
Peel off the surface that humans call skin
Im the disease theres no way you can win
Creep thru the city they buried me in
And father forgive me cause I commit sins
Bitch I strida walk right through your block
Ay fuck with me you get wet up
Ay they call me the devils blood
Cause I stomp humans to the ground

Ay im a virus
And you gon die from me
Okay, call me the medics
And they will run in fear
(Contagious contagious
I think I caused a plague bitch)x2

The Sickness (prod. lunarvision)

BRUXISM