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xen0christ

sit down beat ya brakes off
I'm fuckin on ya bitch now off the richter 
she think I'm really sick might punch the rectum
she fuckin w my tracks got mad selections

you think you hot shit
i think you next
and i be wilin in the moshpit
without a vest
i aint really tryna off shit
waistin ya breath
these bitches really tryna pop shit
up on my set

I said I said I said I
I got a cold heart shit im on ice age
seen the shit behind the blinds I got eye pains
we are not the same you mad I been irate
dont gimme the right, relax, you might dive straight

Dr0p-
I swear that you a bitch
see me take a pic so we got evidence when i put you in a pit
to me you just a lick, I dont like ya energy
always negative and you fuckin up my chi

my boys a fuckin beast when it comes to bringin peace
and no he's not a quaker yeah he's rollin with that heat
who you wanna be? bitch we'll leave you in the street
fuck you up for free dont need a badge to keep the peace

i really wanna wanna

sit down beat ya brakes off
I'm fuckin on ya bitch now off the richter 
she think I'm really sick might punch the rectum
she fuckin w my tracks got mad selections

so tell me how I'm wack
that shit really wack 
I could break it back
bitches all up on my ass
grip a mag, bring it back
kill a fuckin track
know we goin stupid bringin droppa on the track

I said I said I said I

back and forth we choppin ya block,
and i dont really wanna fight and put this party on lock
but it aint really matter
thats the typa shit get you shot
you hear him talkin and you know this pussy think that he hot
be he aint ready for that

bullshit
i might just open up on that stick i might just 
pull shit
i bust em open we boutta hit em w a 
full clip
we keep it goin this shit be longer than a
pool stick
i keep it goin this clip be longer than a

ugh ugh
talk outcha ass
I really wanna wanna 
ugh ugh
put you in last
I really wanna wanna

sit down beat ya brakes off
I'm fuckin on ya bitch now off the richter 
she think I'm really sick might punch the rectum
she fuckin w my tracks got mad selections
x2

Meat Basket w/ Dr0ppa (prod. KXMA)

Because It's You

Rough lyrics:
Leave me alone 
Just disappear 
Why am I screaming when no can hear 

Leave me alone 
Just disappear 
U left me drowning with feelings of fear 
(Repeat at end)

Feelings of hatred now course through my veigns 
Dwelled on the things that leave me in this pain 
Kept all the guilt stained on my name 
And I kept all the actions that give me this shame 
Kept all this sorrow 
See till tommorowl
Glanced to my wrist watch  the cuts start to follow 
There’s no Tommorrow 
No time left to borrow 
Pray to my god like why is it hard tho 

Leave me alone 
Just disappear 
Why am I screaming when no can hear

REPULSA [PROD.SLADKO DUNUL]

wake up, good morning
wake up wit mourning 
facing my issues
can be alarming
gripping that high sight by light
taking every single bitte hype beast by flight
evedently every single soundcloud artist is a high life
broke boy by choice

Keep it up in the drafts 
Speak on your mind and you plummet collapse 
And you done in a flash 
Blood in the glass
Shorty gon Sip 
Like theres Something to that 
I don't fuck with the rats

you older like tape decks
whoa, whoa
the source like its apex
whoa, whoa

Where is my stick at 
woah woah,
I'm gonna get back, 
woah woah 

Pull up to the show w some horns and a pitchfork
I'm in this bitch going full force 
You don't know jus what ur in for
Don't know what I make tunes for
Bitch I feel just like a griftor
Weapon get to blassin issa 30 ot six
Like I'm hunting for a buck he in an early coffin 
Shorty Said she wanna fuck  so ima turn her off quick 
When she see that I'm addicted to that murder opp shit

meeting your silent fate till everything handles in silent stasis
stepped on that metal plate now everyone taking your seperate faces

I can't even look in your faces 
Turn around bitch I ain't helpin you to face it 
You ain't even know your basic
Move around parasite digging in your patient 

Let it fuck me up 
All the way I'm done 
You been out of luck 
Ever since the jump 
If I make my stand
Now im forced to stunt 
It'll take your breath 
It'll fuck you up

plane_walker - barely_awake_in_august (prod. w a s) |nA & Lord D|

LYRICS:

 
I'm melting down like TMI 
I give my piece like shoo fly pie 
I share too much like TMI 
My gyger counter touch the sky 
Those sirens wail I run and hide 
They tell me I should stay inside 
But I might blow like TMI 
Yeah I might blow like TMI 


Still depressed; no medicine don't work the best 
And though it's slow still feel me driving toward the edge 
I got these visions
they distract me from my mission 
They gotta go 
I guess that I could play the victim 

You a flash in the pan 
Imma pop flash on Dust 
So numb to the shit like the Men I Trust 
Yeah he acts real smart but he talk to much 
Make a suicide joke just to see if they budge 
Another suit and tie scold to wee old us 
E some do or die gold 
And the "do" got rust 
Swing a vorpal sword with 4 wheels and trucks 
Till that jubjub bird gets slashed straight up  

When he whispers like a ghost 
Ten fold you feel the cold 
Touch of a spectral rogue removed straight out the mold
Bombs get thrown better look out below 
Pick the god you know most, and keep em tucked close

I came from
Cigarettes on cigarettes damn Pap you need some Nicarate 
I smoke so I can just forget that summer with her before she left 

And when the light is vacant I know I can't compete with
The monsters in the bed, thats my dirty little secret
This trauma in my head that slices up, and makes me regret
Ever givin' a hand to any spineless fuckin' demons

The gate to the garden frozen over with snow
And I can't sleep knowing embers smolder under my bones 
Every cut makes room for a new path to grow
So I will scream so loud til it slits open my throat 
 
I'm melting down like TMI 
I give my piece like shoo fly pie 
I share too much like TMI 
My gyger counter touch the sky 
Those sirens wail I run and hide 
They tell me I should stay inside 
But I might blow like TMI 
Yeah I might blow like TMI

Quest

T.M.I. (Prod. Mage)

WIT IT W/ XELISHURT & LORD DISTORTION  (Prod.GX)

STUPID F*#% THOUGHT HE COULD TRY SVICIDE!

BELIGHOST!

mythOS: Who is B? is the foundational archive of WxM-B, a Wrexham-based artist documenting the mythic arc of identity through raw, experimental lyricism. This is Pre-Sigil B—unmarked, unfiltered!
The 16-track project threads B’s evolution as a fragmented voice becoming form.

Tracks like “Draft That Breeze”, “Man I Fess”, and “Slipstream (Seconds)” showcase lyrical velocity and emotional distortion, while songs like “Know This” and “The Letter” hint at the deeper emotional code pulsing behind the noise. Collaborations with Ireland’s Furlong, America’s Jae.trapp, Lil Snorunge, and Zeke the Mystic provide momentary gravity—but B never centres outside himself. The myth is inward, and the loop is already humming.

mythOS: Who is B?

B on Spotify!

Maybe We Could

FOLLOW ME: https://linktr.ee/xen0christ_

LYRICS:
Move bitch - don't hesitate.
I'm tryna meditate breakthrough and just elevate.
I terminate - young white boy no graduate.
Dropped out - shot a round - spraying my rage all day.

Fade away - I just want to get away.
Drag a bad bitch through the woods to fuckin dominate.
She okay - and she want to play.
Everyday, I'm a desecrate
Call my syndicate, they multilate.

Hunting you down and they spray,
Killin shit everyday,
Fuckin with me and they may,
Leave you dead with the swordplay.

Take it to the head ,  
1 shot 2 shot - put it to my head.
Take it to the head,
1 shot 2 shot, i'm dead.

I'm not a fan of the chemical remedies,
Fantises of my dead body is killin me.
Watchin me tie the noose up,
Kick in the chair and watch my eyes pop.
It's too late to stop - fuckin it up.
Fucked up - suicidal thoughts and i don't give a fuck.

Tripple 6 suicide - fuck that.
Imma go hard till i break ma neck.
I wish i wasn't god damn dead.
So maybe I could stop the visions of my death.

I wish i had 47 ak 47's with a 30 round clip underneath my bed.
Pack em full of lead in the head leave their brains splattered on a red blood soaked bedspread.

Fuck em, what they did was a mortal sin.
Pop in the chin with a fuckin grin.
Imma a be a motherfucking kingpin.
Come and fuck with me im a kingpin.

Come and fuck with me im a kingpin.

SPOTIFY

KINGPIN (prod. xen0christ)

FOLLOW ME: https://linktr.ee/xen0christ_

LYRICS:
Bitch im smoked out.
Don't want none of this clout.
Imma fuckin rip this shit till im out this bitch.
Leave you dead walking like a pagan witch from out the pines.
Uzi columbine.
Self made suicide.
Spraying for satan so I will be taken out from this world that I despise.

Tripple 6 imbedded in my brain, as I tie the chain up.
Slit my wrist and watch the blood run.
Fuck it, im already done.
You pulled the trigger on that gun.

I am the one,
Left in the dark,
Visions haunting my dreams,
Rotting every thing you said to me.
6 feet, laying dead with a fucking razor.
Imma give it to my holy maker.

Bitch im dead now.
Smoking on a pound.
Washing xannies down.
With a fuckin ounce.
I know you hate me now.
That shit don't phase me now.
Cos I don't feel nothing now.
There's a hole in my chest.

Flip the cross and burn it in the nightlight.
Raising terror taking lives under the streetlight.
Motherfuckers tryna test me saying i'm a  lie.
Im the devil's kin, walking suicide. 

I'm the devils kin, walking suicide.

Devil's Kin

Devil's Kin (Prod. Cpt Doom)

FOLLOW ME: https://linktr.ee/xen0christ_

LYRICS:
Demons are haunting me now
Screaming and choking my soul
Killing me, stabbing my throat
Torturing me till I'm cold 
(They won't let me go)
Offering my life I let them take me to the grave
This is my new family
Dead bodies under the ground, the forgotten, they live
Resting in peace
No one to let down
Fuck you and die
Life is a lie
See for yourself and stare into the death in my eyes
I am alive
Fed upon my enemies until they are non living entities
Ripping and tearing their flesh when they scream to me
"Please make it stop"
"Please make it stop now"

"I will take your life"
"With the grim scythe"
"You will feel alive"
"In the afterlife"
"Fuck you and die"
I slit my wrist till I'm cold
Leaving my dead body rest on the floor
Seeing the smile on my face, I'm at peace
Knife in my hand
Blood on my cheeks
Numbing my feelings with pain is my weakness
The pills on the table won't fight off the demons
Conceiving more problems then forcing my evil,
To wake up and talk to me saying that I should be dead
(I should be dead, I should be dead)
Killing myself will be better than living in pain 
(Living in pain)

I am alive.
Wake up in the body of a deity I feel that my abilities are nothing but divinity
My legacy will now be immortal infinity for the triple 6 trinity
6 6 6 play my symphony
I will never ever show you sympathy
6 6 6 is my remedy
I am alive
I have now come for your soul
I have now come for your body
I will not rest until I have been blessed with the feeling of taking your life and I'm satisfied
Kill all your allies you watch as I baptize and bathe in their blood

I am alive

DontEverTalkToMeAgain

F.Y.A.D (prod. xen0christ)

FOLLOW ME: linktr.ee/xen0christ_

LYRICS:
Bitch I won the race, no mistake
You came 2nd place
No debate, she in lace
While I’m coping face
Louie on my waist
Keep a blade tucked, just in case
No delay, take your shit
Make a hunned K

Taking a pill cos I’m nervous
Hop in the coupe and I’m swerving
Handle my shit cos I earned it
Still in the shadows, I’m lurking
Talk all the shit that you want cos I know that you never be frontin in person
I’m coming up with gang you a lame you can’t hang with us that is for certain

Fuck with me, send the clan for your fucking head
Fuck your team, keep a beam and it’s bloody red
I’m a zombie catching bodies homies know I’m dead
Keep it tatted on my waist till the fucking end

Walking talking Deadman with no energy
Feeling like a demon creeping feeding off your chi
You can’t see me clearly streaming in 480p
Switch to HD then you’ll see that I be up next

Flex like I’m Kayne West in the Wild West 
East coast represent steady mobbing tryna bank a cheque
I’m a river city reject, so you best respect
CEO of shadow clan coming for you neck

Scars on my back from a bitch who shade spat
Choke her out until she numb and then she come back
She the same plain Jane tryna flex a tat
Stuck in scene queen era man that shit be wack

Say you back the local scene while smoking through a set
Only watch your boyfriend's band that should be layed to rest
You a poser talking shit like you know what’s best
The only thing that you did for the scene was make a mess

SC3N3 QU33N (prod. xen0christ)

33 33 33
prod. xen0christ

LYRICS:
I be sippin' red no cap, that’s just what I do
Motherfuck you and your whole squad too
River city gang pull up on your block pew pew
Huskwalk on your bitch in my new shoes
Shade spit quick if I said it then I meant it
Posted up in 4k59 got a problem send it
North east in my blood with a little Westin'
Always second guessing when I grip the Smith n Wessen

Come and test me bitch, what the fuck you gon' do?
If you talking shit then you best follow through
If you run up on me don’t get blood on my Zoom’s
Fuck with my crew you gon' see what we do

Imma get it quick no foreplay, swordplay cutting you up into four ways, 
Always gotta get a grip on the sword tang, show pro-pain with a double sided blade
No games, no time to play 
I’m always winning so I can get paid
Homie you late, watching me overtake
Hesitate everything, I won the race

This ain’t suicide it’s a motherfuckin' homicide
Ride till I die, watch my gang we multiply
This ain’t suicide it’s a fuckin' homicide
Ride till I die, watch my gang we multiply

Knives for a pro we don’t do this shit for show
Don’t need shooters on my back I can hold my own
Knives for a pro we don’t do this shit for show
Don’t need shooters on my back I can hold my own

This ain’t suicide it’s a fuckin' homicide
Ride till I die, watch my gang we multiply
This ain’t suicide it’s a fuckin' homicide
Ride till I die, watch my gang we multiply

Knives for a pro we don’t do this shit for show
Don’t need shooters on my back I can hold my own
Knives for a pro we don’t do this shit for show
Don’t need shooters on my back I can hold my own

Knives For A Pro

[Prod.ELE]
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bitch dont make me angry
bitch dont make me angry
you will end deadly 
sadly you cant end me (3x)

isolated from everyone
shut the fuck up
or eat my fucking gun  
is here anyone 
who fuck with
you as a person?
nah i dont fucking think so
bitch you know 
we will grow

everyone here is
strange
fucking strange
you dont have any chance
no chance

my mood is changing quick
kickflip on your bitch
she really want my dick
i dont give a shit yuh
man all that shit is fucked up
blood and hate in my cup cup
cant wait to see how you give up up
you are at the bottom and im just next up up

SC3N3 QU33N (prod. xen0christ)

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