Name: 366 (prod. Roosevelt) by Xen0christ
Duration: 1 min 34 s
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PROD (CRCL)

LYRICS:

I’m a cannibal 
Been living under skin
time to tear it off 
Human life’s a fucking sin
Ima kill u all
My shell don’t wanna live
Inside the soul I crawl

I won’t forgive

No remorse fuck the corpse
Brains splatter on the floor

Look at me like “How he’s fallen”
I’ve been rising through the solid 

I don’t sink beneath the ground cuz
this world is upside down
Manipulation got you bound 
to this cage you’ll never find

You are a sheep to human kind 
you’re a dumb ass acting blind 
yeah I used to be the same way
I ate myself alive
cuz I refuse to be a part of the poison you choke down 
so I chose to give my heart to the creature I’ve become


I don’t need your praise I don’t need your love
Fuck the human race your pain is like a drug
Ima eat your face fucking filth u taste like dirt
In a catabolic state I am drooling for some blood

I will rise beneath the flesh metamorphosis
Wear my owner like a skin now he’s fucking dead
Ya
Letting me take over was a big mistake
I am here for your extinction there is no escape

AUTOPHAGY

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GRIEVE ETERNAL

366 (prod. Roosevelt)

"i want a poltergeist x Fenrir x necrolynn track with dark vibes"

https://soundcloud.com/gigipolar
https://soundcloud.com/the0000

Get it Done

Get it Done W/ GiGi Polar

When you gunna learn my fucking name?
Time to get the bands I need a bigger chain,
608 ain't the same,
As you motherfuckers with your feet already in your grave,
Please just stay in your lane,
Nobody got the time for your stupid little games,
You don't wanna see me fucking rage,
In a matter of seconds I'll bring the dawn of a new age,

I'm sick of these people tryna defy laws of 
Equal opportunities for everyone, 
your attitude is fucking disgusting,
I
Lift my head up and I look to the sky,
I feel like I got this and I don't know why,
Gunna make a difference at least I’ll fucking try.

I             (prod. ghostofblu)

Superfluous since the first day
Hear the carol of the needle cannot wait
Leech an odyssey of ashtrays
Put a saddle on your back I need a break 

One percent to black 
And then you back into the set 
Hear a snapping the second it conjugated 
Lean the fuck in to your high space 
Faded? okay 
Armed up bandit pull your sleeves and trek in missions 
Need a band to make a renegade of vessels set to mitigate 
See the preacher needs some ayahuasca 
Knocking at your bible Book of psalms, a gaol 
Break open a batch up for your recital 
Wear a tie 
Choke and blackout till your 20/20

Doubted sin 
Disease 
Admission; Snort Cocaine for Jesus 
Zip 
Contagious 
Stay affected like an Alcoholics fetus
At the Everglades and knees deep
Rattle brain into a seizure 
What you want?
Take your bitching 
get baptized until your gone

Snort Cocaine For Jesus [Prod. Istasha]

Write it up 
Test 
Stop 
Taken out the tube top 
Picking up slack with the pack in the nuke shop 
Bet that I'll be practicing on pawns until I had enough 
No ads 
Idle indepented till they mention then I'll mannequin em 
Like penicillin I cannot pretend I made it 
You go fishing after carp when I go pitching Guinness 
Hit the bucket in the dark And they gon print an image 

Tied to the wire Identity crisis 
No sense of surprise 
Kneeling erratic
Erupting all visions are overrun 
Running on splinters to speak with your eyes 
Fuck 
Taking a bite
Enter the prize 
The more that you miss 

All my issues with the mission not the process I picture 
Resin emission 
Excited No higher states in this system 
Dont think about pact 
Not the message 
Shit don't refract from the surface 
Excessive acts 
Take a sedative 
When theyre smashing your cervix 

All of the fuckers habitual 
Living design 
All the signs that you've given up 
Tears in the flesh end up tares in their visuals 
Only in groups individual

Fake stains turn to stakes
Feign mind stay insane
Out break and alone still the same

Turn to polymer up 
Said you were not around 
Disintegrated and a fucked
Look like another one

Rusty Cogs Broken Levers and More [Prod.istasha]

PROD. @PXLSE
FEATURING @FUCKAPACHE
COVERT ART BY WWW.INSTAGRAM.COM/LENFANT_/

LYRICS

[DEPTH STRIDA]

WELCOME TO MY TORTURE CHAMBER
WHERE THE FLOOR IS JUST SANDPAPER
ILL MAKE SURE YOU WILL REMEMBER
THIS HOW I HANDLE TRAITOR

BLACK OPS
RED DOT
INTERROGATION GOT ME FED UP
LETS TALK
BOUT YOUR PROBLEMS I KNOW YOU FEEL MESSED UP
CANT STOP
NUMB THE PAIN WITH A FUCKING HEADSHOT
FUCKED UP LOCK YOU IN THE RED DOT AY	



KATANA DRAGS YOU TO NIRVANA
TIJUANA TWISTER FOR YOUR BROTHER
MOTHERFUCKER STOP THE STUPID DRAMA
STRIDA FLOW  NEED NO FUCKIN COMMA

FLEXIN FANGS  IM A BEAST
YOUR FLOWS WHACK NO IDEAS
YOUR SHIT GIVES ME DISEASE
MY FLOW GROWLING OVERSEAS

DEATH IS MY PROPHECY IM
BALLIN LIKE IN ROCKET LEAGUE
YOU'RE A BITCH DONT TALK TO ME
IM SHITTING ON YOUR STUPID BEEF
DEATH IS MY ODYSSEE
YOU DIE DOWN HERE COME TEST ME
I DONT CARE ABOUT SOME BEEF
CAUSE I GOT CURSED IM STUCKED TOO DEEP

STRIDAWALKING PASS A DUNGEON FOUND A KNIFE AND STAB THE GUNMAN
LOOTING STUFF THAT BRINGS CORRUPTION IM THE GOD OF THE DESTRUCTION
LET ME FOLLOW THE INSTRUCTION IM A SLAVE TO THE SEDUCTION
SOLD MY SOUL GOT ME CONCUSSION IM A SLAVE NO IM A PUPPET


[APACHE]

WELCOME TO MY TORTURE CHAMBER
WHERE THE FLOOR IS JUST SANDPAPER
ILL MAKE SURE YOU WILL REMEMBER
THIS HOW I HANDLE TRAITORS

PUT THE CORPSE IN ACID
GET RID OF THE ASHES
THIS IS HOW IM ACTING
I AM A ASSASSIN 

END YOUR MISERY
MAKE YOU HISTORY
FEEL THE SYNERGY
FEEL THE BURNING HEAT

TORTURE CHAMBER

TORTURE CHAMBER W/ APACHE [PROD. PULSE]

Featuring and co produced with @istasha

go listen to all his music or ur lame

Lyrics:

bridge: Na$tii
came in with a bang lil bitch get fucked 
you don’t wanna swang on the kid good luck
40 to my brain hollow tippin I’m tripping
come get a witness cause this 40 right here I trust 
x2
verse 1: Na$tii
young dirty cutter 
yeah my skin look like a battleground 
staring at the lock, pick a time 
to come up in the house
shawty wanna fuck but affection
put you in the ground 
couple plastics bags and a tank
I won’t make a sound 

I won’t say a fucking word
u ain’t listen anyway 
put you in the dirt
or jus leave you in the alleyway
bro he mixing chemicals 
now they going in my veins 
bitch I’m a guerrilla 
bloc black I’m renegade 

chorus: Na$tii
killer got a gun
killer got a god complex 
x4

bridge repeats: Na$tii

Verse 2: @istasha
Fuck what I'm digging 
The shovels off and I'm done 
You stay in parasite hours 
Survive on lead from the gun 

Oppressed to face that the barrels are leaking open not calm 
And see your brain fail 
This ain't savant days

Drain 
When your left up 
Uh 
Running it back on medicine 
Never set up 

One with no face 
But his chest up 
bout to see you wreck it like 
Honestly not a bother in novelty 
Uh

Shooting it over off like a javelin 
Split open wigs like a pair of pins 
Inattention 

Knock on the frame and the seams degraded
Facing the cages your locked and faded

Fucking with no false light 
the stasis 
Break open crack out the places
Sought it into pathos and lost in oasis
Turning over
Bitch and then you're back into your basics 

chorus: @istasha 
Killer got a gun 
Killer got a god complex
x8

outdo: @istasha 
Fuck what I'm digging 
The shovels off and I'm done 
You stay in parasite hours 
Survive on lead from the gun 

Oppressed to face that the barrels are leaking open not calm 
And see your brain fail 
This ain't savant days

God Complex Ft. Istasha The Scrub

Featuring @navvvi
Produced by @wasbeatz
Art by @wasbeatz

[LYRICS]

(MUGXTSU)
Try to get up, not to give up.
But in the end you'll still be the one and only fucking loser.
So, shut the fuck up.
Try to get up, not to give up.
But in the end you'll still be the one and only fucking loser.
So .. SHUT THE FUCK UP.

I can't stay here for one more second.
How the fuck did I stayed here for my whole fucking life.
I wanna leave, I wanna fucking leave.
Feels like I'm trapped in here, feels like I'm trapped into eternity.

(nAvvvi)
i know, i know
rank me for a chance.

(MUGXTSU)
I don't remember who I am, I don't even know if I ever was something.
Blast me at the core with your nails, you'll see you'll be fucking dead.

(nAvvvi)
phases
its phases.

(MUGXTSU)
I don't have a life, at this single time I die !

(nAvvvi)
entitled, im entitled from a secondary idol
i got placements on ya favorite artist, placing all denial
but then listening to triple X and getting suicidal
you can realize everybody pressed survival like you in the RUST

taking in my alias just like a tab, im in a cuff
save you from embarrassment you blanked up off consistent trust
district of the misery you playin just like oceano
bout to teach you lessons of the latin, bitch i am Diego

PAIN
I KNOW WHAT YOU HIDE FROM ME
PAIN
EVERYTHING THAT I CAUGHT IS GREED

(MUGXTSU)
I don't remember who I am, I don't even know if I ever was something.
Blast me at the core with your nails, you'll see you'll be fucking dead.

(MUGXTSU & nAvvvi)
I know, I know
Feels like fucking hell !
I know, I know
Rank me for a chance.

(MUGXTSU)
I don't care if you're still mad at me, MERCENARIES doesn't even know you exist.
I don't care if you're still mad at me, MERCENARIES doesn't even know you exist.
I don't care if you're still mad at me, MERCENARIES doesn't even know you exist.
I don't care if you're still mad at me, MERCENARIES doesn't even know you exist.

Lost but Everywhere (feat. nAvvvi) [prod. ｗａｓ]

MERCENARIES WORLDWIDE.

!THANK YOU ALL FOR THE SUPPORT ON BLACK CASH!

LINEUP:
@MUGETSU117
@VENTINGPALACE [WELCOME TO THE FAMILY]
@C3OF
@DISTORTIONTHE1
@PRODKXISER
@NAVVVI
@DEPTHSTRIDA

PRODUCED BY @PRODKXISER
MIXING BY @NAVVVI
COVERT ART BY @LENFANTLONDON & @C3OF

LYRICS:
[CHORUS]X2
I don't care, a little about you.
I don't like, a single thing about you

[VENTING PALACE]
Knock knock it's the mercs better open up the door
When we step into the party, weapons shake you to the core
Best bet you ain't existin anymore
When I pull the trigger splatter brains all up on the floor

I do not give no fucks about the rap game
Or bout some damn fame, a matter of fact
Don't you think we can't tell that all of you artists
Spew all of your content right out of your ass?

[SAINT SLEEP]
Sold my halo for some crack bitch
Mercenaries in the trenches better watch your back bitch
Tear the branches off yo family tree
You a fan of me just to get the bands off me
Rip the helping hand right off the body

Crash the lambo
Man down man down
Airstrike inbound
Think we get around now
You an imitation infiltration on your garrison
We tear em up and now they headless tryna find the rest

[CHORUS]X2
I don't care, a little about you.
I don't like, a single thing about you

[LORD DISTORTION]
Pour one
Fucking wit a 40 and a short gun
Shorty wanna fuck wit me
I'd order me a short cut
Swervin in the fast lane
Boy you need a lug nut
Rolling off the track while we lapping like your girl does

Backpack, cap about his crack
He ain't have none
Black jack pull his card homie never had one
Doused up flames fuck around and burn his house up
Stuffing up chems like a hog when it ground up

Mercenaries on the track, we be pot hole speeding
We ain't worried bout your gang bitch your not so even
You a walking fucking fail you is not sum demon
Little pussy looking frail fucking snot nosed cretin

If we pull up then we shoot back corny looking boombap
When you drop a track everyone ask why you do that?

Pull up with a new gat
Fumes come out the crew gas
Intoxicate the weather pull a weapon and defuse that

[KAISER]
Ima pull up with my gang and then run this shit
I think I will rob a bank and store my win
Need to hide my face you cant see me bitch
Always first place , yeah watch us win
Pulling up in khaki jeans, fully colored army jeeps
Fully tuned up to the max - we even got massage seats
Body armor on my knees, balaclava on my mien
Watch us pull up all the way from Kazakhstan to Mozambique

Call it inspiration I call it copy this, copy that
Save all your muddy beats on floppy disks you copycat
Maybe you can tell me where your motherfucking bodies at
Take a look around your house I cant find no fucking body bags

[CHORUS]
I don't care, a little about you.
I don't like, a single thing about you

[NAVVVI]
Yea ill be a 67 aged trap god
My poweress to strong thru the analog
I dont how to be myself thru a grape vine
So ill act like yo daddy give me out a great time

Seems like to me that you never got the paper
Boo,hoo little manny salty like a caper
Knowin why you're never sober call u Mr. Chief Keef
Soundcloud fighting aliens, master cheif

Race to the top like a boomer off skooma, I
Never just panic I stick in my puma's
Now yoooou know yooooou know
Its never a false break

[DEPTH STRIDA]
Ok the benz is white
Bitch is lookin nice
I got money on my mind
And it keep me up at night
Ayo that beat is tight
Produced kaiser am I right?
Ay my homie droppin fire
You producers look like dykes

So we pull and we fuck shit up
Mercenaries next up
You pull up- and nothing slut
You dont hit no headshot
We pull up
And you gon duck
Nothing than a beta cuck
You pull up
And get wet up
Keep barking little dog

Ak
One tap
Fuck shit up since blackcash
Mercenaries in this bitch
Your gang is talking mad trash
Pull up with a rifle and and im aiming for your head bow
They be hating on this gang your girlfriend is my fan now
Your girl friend is my fan
She fucks the gang
She grabs my hand

366 (prod. Roosevelt)

Xen0christ

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