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Friends

Prod. YCK

Could give a shit about the fame yuh
Talking talk but you afraid yuh
Empty handed bloody knuckles
Pop the trunk and watching legs buckle
Give a damn about the cash yuh
Stackin oxy on the dash yuh
Only tremble knees are shaking
Seize the day then I freeze the payment

Two steps and you’re dead my drink no carding
A bitch got upset by the way I so started
Data’s encrypted the bait and the switch
Till this day I’m addicted I get that itch
We’re the scourges of Earth was affirmed that my birth
Was an error I’ve been ducking nother one I’ve gotta curve
Torching the forms no copy in print
Then it’s scorch reform ask God if he exist
I’m a skeptic cause how could any world this cruel
Rotate when it’s run by fucking crooks and ghouls
Shows are full of capping and performative activists
Tear gassing and shielded now the corpses inanimate
Internet white knights like Lancelot
They say I’m slept on like I’ve been camouflaged 
Wraith and a pagan I’m oh forsaken
The spot that I’ve claimed bitch it ain’t for taking

Could give a shit about the fame yuh
Talking talk but you afraid yuh
Empty handed bloody knuckles
Pop the trunk and watching legs buckle
Give a damn about the cash yuh
Stackin oxy on the dash yuh
Only tremble knees are shaking
Seize the day then I freeze the payment

Acolytes you don’t receive my respect
The devil in me that I serve to protect
He who had spoken when I needed helping
Exchanging mortality traded for wealth and
Spent every penny was made to damnation
I must give in can’t resist the temptation
Want absolution but I can’t provide that
You beg for forgiveness but I don’t decide that
Pathogenic terrorism profits
Epidemic pessimism topping
Maybe it’s the arrogance but I’m so shameless
Bullet to the heart got me under surveillance
Tyranny’s reign pyramid games
He is in strain I can’t fuck with these lames
Fuck oligopolies efforts abolishing
They say they’re different but they look the same

Could give a shit about the fame yuh
Talking talk but you afraid yuh
Empty handed bloody knuckles
Pop the trunk and watching legs buckle
Give a damn about the cash yuh
Stackin oxy on the dash yuh
Only tremble knees are shaking
Seize the day then I freeze the payment

Heretic

Bloody Knuckles

GLASS TEETH

prod. istasha

LYRICS:

TWENTYTHREE:

Leave the head at feet of a tree, no need for it now 
I believe what I’ve seen 
Face in the leaves, so I wait for defeat, 
I’m a mess at the best won’t reach what I seek 
I’ve been out of pocket for a minute 
fall for it first, buck shot if they winning 
Don’t wake, imma die before I finish
No detox, down in the dirt and stay missing 

New stains on a pistol grip 
Follow me I know where we both won’t slip 
Bitch, new blade, this a house made shiv 
Running out of place and I pray I don’t trip 
For a minute, till I’m back down 
No brain in the last round
Stay awake, new stage for the hand out 
Chains hangin’ in the way of a packed crowd
I’m a lost cause, full frame on the flat ground

Fall back, no false track, reload until I fall flat 
Stay on that, all combat, they talking just to stall facts 

ISTASHA:
Dead but I pay no fare
Hopping on boat like I just don’t care 
Stay swimming in the river 
One taste don’t dare
Never waste away 
On my grave, I swear

I don’t mean to paint you up in any way
You feed the pain
Your colours gonna fade
Like gradients 
Your mind away like it’s awol 

Leaves that froze on my skin never grow 
Canine teeth 
Grab the throat up to my neck 
Fill the rope

TWENTYTHREE X ISTASHA - GLASS TEETH

Prod. YCK

At the perihelion coronal ejections
Boutta decimate civilians they under protected
Into cardiac arrest ain’t no pulse or vital signs
Too weak too ill and don’t emit the cytokines
Majority vote that’s how authority goes
What’s undisclosed a mole will leak what they’ve reportedly shown
If the devil’s in the details imma be thorough
In explaining threats I make towards your neighborhood and borough
Unanticipated death my canon event
I could not have hidden or avoided what had happened was meant
And when it was written I decided it ain’t sad in a sense
I think I’d prefer to be deceased than being wrapped in the tents
Back to the fence lack grasp and dispense
Some initiated comments do it matter it depends
I’m outta pocket when I can be but you’re truly defensive
The DESERTBOYS that I know we acting unruly but pensive

What you deserve has come your days are numbered
Hang up your head like I’m a bounty hunter
Why you tryna gripe from the sidelines
Too long you been acting like you got nine lives
Not safe, onslaughts
That be routing shockwaves nonstop
Shameless
Back burner diverting attention from this
Sinful
Crashed learning subverting a sum with no pull

Putting the amoxicillin in caulk cylinders
And look at who the cops are killing the cops filling the
Quotas so put the barrel to my temporal lobe 
And there ain’t nobody keeping track of where the fentanyl goes
Spineless motherfuckers the game has missing vertebrae
I paid as much attention as twelve assigned to a murder case
You want a confession ain’t no other profession
That’ll give you paid leave and your own damn procession
Anachronistic bitch you went and had missed it
While the rest of who’s civilized went ahead no insistence
On like every street they diligent in their vigilance
Wannabes are still unfit they’re ineffectively villainous yuh
Lights off and no chopper fuck an APB
Raze the buildings taking space up that they say we need
You want indentured workers steady flipping your burgers
You’re the antithesis of what it is I’m backing I’m certain

What you deserve has come your days are numbered
Hang up your head like I’m a bounty hunter
Why you tryna gripe from the sidelines
Too long you been acting like you got nine lives
Not safe, onslaughts
That be routing shockwaves nonstop
Shameless
Back burner diverting attention from this
Sinful
Crashed learning subverting a sum with no pull

Bounty Hunter

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Prod. YCK

Wrong tense weaponized godsend mechanized
Taking the originality a base energized
Null space kernel override terminals
Buoyant the drill floating semisubmersible
Bits of the game stayed well preserved
Writing your name in hell to burn
In crumpling pages a clump of inpatients
Erasing the slums act toughened and brazen
Watch bezel but it got no numbers
Botched metals and it’s working wonders
No point tell the time conjoined spelt a bind
Imma make a damn living out of what I’m selling swine
Unctuous dreadfully smarmy
We’re not improving just backsliding aren’t we
Undo reverse raise undue concern
Posted like a vanguard I’m the one to adjourn

Ever persistent endurance undying
A storm ripe for gains a devout undermining 
Your world is under assault
Divergence at the helm
Who will it be to stand at the forefront
Interconnected yet kept all the doors shut
Closely detached there’s no place to climb
So how did we get this high

Stole intellectual property 
You would protect ineffectual armories
Stomp on some lobbyists my favorite hobby consists
Of me hopping on what ain’t so obvious
Take the peroxide to go alongside and
With my enmity to start a rockslide
Leaving an impression with a stamp of disapproval 
Long as I’m alive and breathing they will call for the removal
I got a roxy in my pocket
Like Johnny Knoxville on that rocket I’m
Drowning I’m drowsy the benzos be doused
In a coat of some gloss from the dark web I browsed
Immaculate talismans decorate walls
There’s a language inscribed to commemorate falls
Loss of an empire highly it’s likely
A tactic you’re using to slight me’s what I see

Ever persistent endurance undying
A storm ripe for gains a devout undermining 
Your world is under assault
Divergence at the helm
Who will it be to stand at the forefront
Interconnected yet kept all the doors shut
Closely detached there’s no place to climb
So how did we get this high

Divergence At The Helm

Prod. YCK

Ready with the clutch and better back up don’t touch
I don’t want assimilating with your kind and such
Punks that have done jack shit with a life
When I made a bit of cash you wanna bitch and criticize
Half of the day sober other half not
Split it right down the middle like an equinox
Shattering a fence and go to breach the locks
I got six silver bullets in a cedar box
Fuck an institution I’ll dismantle the academy
Then infiltrate and percolate the dwelling of sweet blasphemy
Hydrocodone and promethazine
Taken to the ozone want amphetamines
Will it radiate from the radiator
Want it upfront you won’t pay me later
K2 bags mean to make you mad
Why they wanna hate me well I’ll hate you back
Both of my hands are lacerated
Made it when it’s still oversaturated

Three eyes
Open you’ll remember that
Free minds
Yielding to the tesseract
Enlightened biding my time
Frightened fighting no god

Levitate elevate my heart rate
With a bit of what I want inside of these scarred veins
On the beaten path and it seems it’s passed
But we so oppressed where the freedoms at
Hit ‘em with the contact twelve o’clock
Then enveloped in infernos melt and watch
Tyrannical animals hack em like Hannibal
Taking no prisoners blowing off mandibles
Why you scared of Lucifer bitch I’ll be making sure you meet
You’re begging for forgiveness but nah mercy ain’t occurred to me
I do not fuck with that fuck shit 
Put ‘em on blast at a function
Take a deep breath 2D no depth
And the fluid done make my lungs itch
Vertical pace indiscernible waste
I’ve been fading and lurching dispersible pain
Misused chloraseptic court reports unsorted hectic

Three eyes
Open you’ll remember that
Free minds
Yielding to the tesseract
Enlightened biding my time
Frightened fighting no god

Three Eyes

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The Beggar

MVKO

Bloody razor in my fist I swing it cuz I'm ruthless, 
Dont give a fuck about an opp my steeltoes leave em toothless, 
Only down for gang most you motha fuckers useless,
Slammin liquor loud as fuck I am a fuckin nuisance, I'm foolish

I ain't got time for a fuckboys shit,
Fly into your state just to pull up and go fuck yo bitch,
Some Magic shit, pull my chopper out my fuckin bag of tricks,
Hellhounds walkin in the night we navigate with candlesticks, 

Creepin thru your home Like a ghost (like a ghost)
I'm the presence everywhere you go (where you go)
Followin my footprints through the snow (in the snow)
They leadin to the front door of your home (of your home) 

I'm the revenant, bullet in your head not hesitant,
Its effortless, cleanin up the scene no evidence,
Genesis, we the start of plague and pestilence, 
We venomous, one bite rot you to your skeleton,

Full moon watch me rise up from my grave, (from my graaaaave)
Eyes glowing red i am deranged, (I'm deraaaanged)
Was gifted for the soul that I exchanged, (I exchanged)
Walking out the flames I am unscathed, (I'm unscathed)

Pull up on your block,
Whole team strapped up like the swat,
Before we light up your spot, 
Better give us what you got,

Hellhounds comin kicken in your front door bitch,
See the lazer sight know that you are done for bitch, 

Sick of all the mouth racin,
Sick of all the clout chasin,
You're cattle to your government your mother fuckin cows grazin, 

Fuck a suicide note bitch I've been dead for years,
Write my name with blood on my gravestone when I depart from here

SINIZTER

Walkin’ like a zombie, feeling crummy motherfuck the money/ 

One man army shootin’ like a junkie, they can trace the tracks/

Take a trip, final destination they won’t make it back/

Banana clips walkin’ through the jungle like a razorback/

Chest beatin’/

Death cheatin’/

Trigger squeezin’/

Less breathin’/

More bleedin’/

What’s the meanin’/

Intervenin’/

Met demons, I left ‘em feindin’/ 

For my soul my heart cold, brain freezin’/

Sinizter, fuck a finish this just the beginning-yuh/

Send in the, back up before I clap at ya emperor/

No Kings power to the people/

All my bros bring anarchy load the cannon be...fore I blow steam/

Woah/

You already know/

I hit'em high, Mako hit'em low/

Nobody survive everybody’s a ghost/

You ain’t gotta go home, but bitch you gotta go...YUH/

FMJ feat. Sinizter (Prod. Fallen)

CAN YOU HEAR ME (Prod. PAROXYSM)

Stay dormant when needed
Till you rise undefeated
______________________
aye you like dis edgy shit lets get it

Lyrics:
Lately stay lowkey
I do not cap no more
But ima cap you if you 
Showing at my street oof course
dodging people in my city 
Like a Matador 
I won't act like itll be pretty
I been mad before 
I see em coming through my rear view
Like you bout to floor
But I got gas up in my pedal
And I'm past that Porsche
If you got beef you wanna settle
You'll get shred and torn
I got that blade itll leave you spread all
Like a bastard born

Yea from plastic corpse
You fake
Faceless the way
Take that name to my grave
But I missed it like it like fate
know 1-7 the date
When I filled up my plate
With the pills from the doctor
To take away the pain
Since then nothing been plain
shit I got demons to race
an now i'm running my numbers an I  been upping my pace
yea that gone run up my stake till I
gone blow and create 
the existence i needed
bitch there no freedom in chains

i said

Boy 
get up off my dick
You aint seen shit
Boy 
Fucking with yo clique
Like it mean shit
Boy
Rolling up my sticks
You a fiend bitch
Boy
Dont think you exist
you on defense


yo ego
finitio
them people
be evil
no see through
i de-tour
to run around

i don't want 
to put them
underground

hollow tip
bullet i 
gut you out

you see what 
i mean do
our chi
don't be equal
i frequent 
the freak show
then fuck around

i got yo bitch
in my dungeon now
she got that dick
by the dozen now
i got that clique
that gone buzz them pounds
fuck up the court
we go run them fouls
she the main course
know i love that sound
crying my name 
when our love in doubt

that kinda fucked but i'm
fucked up as well
cancer being spreading
inside in my cells
keeping it cold cos
i know i bring hell
bitch i stay froze
cos it keep it me well

i said

Boy 
get up off my dick
You aint seen shit
Boy 
Fucking with yo clique
Like it mean shit
Boy
Rolling up my sticks
You a fiend bitch
Boy
Dont think you exist
you on defense         

get up off my dick you aint seen shit yuh

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