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MOBBS RADICAL- WHACK(PROD. ³³MARROW)

Acid (Prod. luka burr)

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

Refuse to join em so I beat em dead
That’s my idea of freedom
Feckless bastard no initiative
And when it’s your kid’s turn bet you’ll wish ya did
Send thoughts and prayers for the heartless actions
Why I pay to live expect carbon taxing
Advertisers meddle and invade the place
With no unity the Disunited States
Dismantle the system from the inside out
Eighteen to enlist em and to go fight now
Speaking I don’t wanna hear a fucking interjection
I won’t let the government control me start an insurrection
Caging imprisoning then we socially distance
Stand back stand by while we ready the pistons
We’ll be propping the cannons and get arterial loading
It’s what we do to boost and further the imperial motives

Heathens you undeserving
Won’t be returning your living is cursed and useless
Hidden identity now you my enemy
Standing apart and be testing me Judas
Fingers are hanging and slipping
Ligaments torn and been ripping
Moving in retrograde I am the renegade
Murderous tendencies can’t be repaid

Bless me I am beelzebub
Deplete these veins and fill the tub
Fallen angels crash around me
Spikes and robes I wear devoutly
Stained your compromises errant
Children that you scathe
Father father make yourself apparent
Or I’ll lose my faith
It’s the fucking ending that we been praying and pleading to god for
Notice it’s happening I’ll be abandoning posts that I’ve been onboard
Liquidation of your rights in burning books and sacred texts
Step in cities murder insurgents then we claim that we’re the best

Heathens you undeserving
Won’t be returning your living is cursed and useless
Hidden identity now you my enemy
Standing apart and be testing me Judas
Fingers are hanging and slipping
Ligaments torn and been ripping
Moving in retrograde I am the renegade
Murderous tendencies can’t be repaid

Heathens

DEXTER PAYNE. - 27 73 (prod. NXMERCY)

SUN TZU FREESTYLE (prod. idontworry) [MAQUETTE]

@CoaastGxd - Dear God...
Produced by @apixxbeats
Engineered, mixed, and mastered by Eddy Vocals @ lyrics studio
Artwork arranged by Halo Blaack

Lyrics
Cauterized minds
Televised lies
Hell is online
Why try when the well has gone dry
Blunt when I ride
Pump at the side
Not satisfied til my life is a landslide
I been in the church pews one too many times
I was screaming at the sky
"You was supposed to be my guide"
Now it's 20 years later still awaiting your reply
I'm surprised that I'm still alive

Do you remember the days I would run around dazed
No smoke haze
Lost in the fog of my brain
Trying to understand why there was so much pain
(There was so much pain)
Couldn't make it make sense so I felt self-shame
What about the time I was 5 dialing 911 cause my mom might die
Watch her roll out the house in a gown
Paramedics had her strapped down
Sat down with my sister crying on the wet ground
My whole life I been a let down
Hoping I would get lost
Never get found
Never felt well-rounded
Never felt feet grounded
Keep to myself
Dumbfounded
Thought I could count on God but he kept bouncing
Turned all small mounds into big mountains
Now my demons got me surrounded
And I can't stop drowning

Cauterized minds
Televised lies
Hell is online
Why try when the well has gone dry
Blunt when I ride
Pump at the side
Not satisfied til my life is a landslide
I been in the church pews one too many times
I was screaming at the sky
"You was supposed to be my guide"
Now it's 20 years later still awaiting your reply
I'm surprised that I'm still alive

Where did you go
When my sister was running the blade on her wrist
Where did you go
When my Momma had all of this pain that I couldn't fix
Where did you go
When my homie felt so low he had to cease to exist
Where did you go
Cause it seems you were never really there at all

I'm down on my knees and I'm begging you please
Gimme something to believe
I'm in a bungalow burning up trees and I'm searching for echoes that never repeat
My life is in stasis
If God creates all the races
Then he must've made the racists
The pain, the heinous, and the faceless
The world is ablaze
And my god on hiatus
All hail almighty, the greatest (Yah)
Gave up my soul
Couldn't save this (Yah)
The world is ablaze
And my god on hiatus
All hail almighty, the greatest (Yah)
Gave up my soul
Couldn't save this (Yah)

Cauterized minds
Televised lies
Hell is online
Why try when the well has gone dry
Blunt when I ride
Pump at the side
Not satisfied til my life is a landslide
I been in the church pews one too many times
I was screaming at the sky
"You was supposed to be my guide"
Now it's 20 years later still awaiting your reply
I'm surprised that I'm still alive

I'm surprised that I'm still alive

COAASTGXD

Dear God...

COAASTGXD out now

Dear God... [prod. APiXx]

Prod. Arvid @funeralmoney
Featuring Seanny Sol @hellomrsol

Bitches with double A’s running their mouths
But no I’m not talking bout batteries
They try to pave a new lane to get clout
But I don’t remember that mattering

Death of the globe letting chaos ensue
Rituals and all these seances due
Nothing but havoc I torch em like maverick
I’m copping bandanas say fuck to a camera

Age of the Internet all the ways intersect
Paths that I’ve taken have ended up incorrect
Posted up inside a clinic
I murder careers of these wannabe types I’m a cynic

Pop and I drank these pills they take shape
Of my motherfucking guts no shame to break bank
Passed out cold no way to stay awake
And then you can see me tripping and faded up onstage

Pulled up chalk been drawn it’s like a crime scene
Swerve on curbs and faded bitch I might be
We don’t roll with you it’s just a nuisance
Fake care bout the shit that you’re producing

Yo, see I been patient, too passive,
But here's some aggression
Cause I ain't impressed by you trash spittin' ass actors,
Don't know if it's skill or maybe the talent but either way
Shit y'all lack it, really y'all just need practice,
I could probably teach classes, but that don't mean
That y'all'd pass it...
"But I ain't..braggin"
They just don't equip the shit that Seanny spit cause...
"I'm about...action"
See I handle bidness, I need a witness...
"Seanny Be Cashiiiiin"
Like I hit the bank and made it break, they give, I take,
And still I chase, the bag til I win the race,
I dream chase cause rap shit gone bring me places,
Gone and face it, y'all niggas basic, (OOH)
Nigga I spit killer like Jason (DO),
Rippin the writtens everytime I step in a booth, to this rap shit
My voice like magic, I *poof*,
I ain’t the best but I earn respect that boy flex when he catch the vibe,
I ain’t pressed for time, but by looks of this watch
I got it’s my time nigga don’t be shy give Sol the shine

Pulled up chalk been drawn it’s like a crime scene
Swerve on curbs and faded bitch I might be
We don’t roll with you it’s just a nuisance
Fake care bout the shit that you’re producing

Hazardous

Crime Scene (feat. Seanny Sol)

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)

X HUNCHO - Bad Kid (PROD. YUNG MORTY)

BLOODBENDER track 01
produced. NetuH
747 HHM TRASH GANG

BAYONETTA [prod. NetuH]

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

Cold Blood Warm Nights

Cold Blood Warm Nights (prod. CRCL)

BADKIDMIZU x 99ZED - MAD HOE PT II (PROD. JAKE OHM)

MVKO

Choppa in the tote bag,
I'm dishin toe tags,
Hoes mad, 
Cuz i walk in dressin like a scumbag,
Fall back,
You dont wanna meet the fuckin wolf pack,
Burners hot so the bullets will never get traced back,

Tell the judge, 
Suck a dick,
Walk inside the courtroom tell that bitch i plead the 5th,

To hot to touch, 
Its what it is
I aint scared of shit naw i aint ever been a bitch,

Rag around your mouth i keep you tied up in my trunk,
Are you scared yet motha fucka look at me im having fun,
Your shortie lookin bad so I tell her gimme some,
I'm smashin on her wap and then im out i gotta run,

If you see me out in public dont approach me,
You can hear my inner demon listen closely, 
I'm stalkin through the night I do it ghostly,
Most you pussy rappers actin like some phonies,

But i aint surprised cuz thats always how its been, 
Say some shit behind your back but in person they act your friend,
Better set the guillotine cuz im about to chop some heads,
Pull up with my scythe cloak you can call me grim, lil bitch,

Choppa in the tote bag,
I'm dishin toe tags,
Hoes mad, 
Cuz i walk in dressin like a scumbag,
Fall back,
You dont wanna meet the fuckin wolf pack,
Burners hot so the bullets will never get traced back,

Choppa in the tote bag,
I'm dishin toe tags,
Hoes mad, 
Cuz i walk in dressin like a scumbag,
Fall back,
You dont wanna meet the fuckin wolf pack,
Burners hot so the bullets will never get traced back,

Tell the judge, 
Suck a dick,
Walk inside the courtroom tell that bitch i plead the 5th,

To hot to touch, 
Its what it is
I aint scared of shit naw i aint ever been a bitch,


Santos Santana

sometimes i feel like im about to loose my mind
high tech soda got me blind
got 2 phones right in my pockets
on the left side is my knife

moving packs got five by five
dhc got green and white
my breath is slow my heart is weak
spray naloxon to stay alive

i get my
money on the corner bitch i really mean it
dirty with the soda bitch im really leanin
next week my money longer cuz im really trappin
insurance is my tec 9 send you straight to heaven

bitch i aint no peter pan
i throw my hands like im the man
you catch me swervin inna audi
with them drugs right on demand

extendo clip
frrrr  frrr 30 clips
frrr frrr hallowtips
tec nine on my hip

Scumbag feat. Santos Santana (prod. FALLEN)

ARTIFEX27 - Red Flannel (PROD. CRXMSON X GOSHA)

had to pitch this unfortunately for copyright reasons but i really like the original but i think its lacking some drums so i added them, enjoy! :)
credit to hippie sabotage for original: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0TZ-najMf3o

Hippie Sabotage - Angels On My Side [PULSE Edit]

DESERTBOYS

any inquiries/leasing: yck559@gmail.com

Crime Scene (feat. Seanny Sol)

YCK

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