FACE OF DEATH (feat. 99zed & Saliva Grey) [prod. 99zed]

IG: https://www.instagram.com/shade666apollo/ x https://www.instagram.com/_97ares/

W/ @97ares
Prod. @cjnonsensx-440867144
Mixed & Mastered by @xstitchmusic
Cover Art by https://www.instagram.com/danzaro.jpg/

Lyrics:
I am the Reaper yuh
The most underrated the sleeper yuh
I am the creeper yuh
No you cannot have a feature naw
Claimin' you runnin' shit till that scythe take out ya femurs yuh
Trapped inside this nightmare still I remain a dreamer
Ready to welcome you to the abyss
Follow the leader come right in
I'll take you to the very place that all my demons livin' in
Show you the typa evil that be leavin' Satan with a grin
This just the beginning for us but you I'm afraid you're fin
No Adventure Time rip out ya spine with ya skull attached
Forward down forward 2 on every track
Take everything you lack then multiply that
Bitch we still above that
Claymore to a thumbtack bitch you dumb wack
Fun fact you could never be us
So far ahead you cannot see us
You'd think they cloned John Cena
Step inside the arena we'll leave ya
Heads spinnin' like ballerina
Turn you ghost like it's Tsushima
Leave you shook you chicken beat ya ass Peter Griffin
Plasma grenade how I stick him
With the blade watch him fade away like he's MJ
But you don't ball you got no game
Actin' self-made 'cause you bought plays
You ain't a rapper bitch it's just a phase
In it for the wrong reasons I say fuck the fame
I'm just tryna set the game ablaze
Level up and leave the world in flames
The apocalypse now known as Shade
Thought you was prepared for the reign
But I'm droppin' bombs on your umbrella little fella
If you wanna be a star then I'm Benton Tarantella
Put you in a snuff film better bet I'm the director
Lights camera action bitch

Steady playing games but you have no control
Dangerous as Sakai with Mongol patrols
Don't ever cross me I stick with the pole bitch
I need to calm down lemme load up a bowl
Burn you alive watch you turn into coal
Chasing the paper I know I won't fold
Ice in my veins I am feeling so cold bitch
Confidence flowing I'm 'bouta get bold
Strangle rats in a barbed wire chokehold
With the homie Shade we shaping the game
Take this shit by storm
Blazing through the bitch new form
All my demons come forth
Show the kinda tricks that we got in store
What the fuck you talking shit for
Your girl's a bitch and your mom is a whore
Welcome you to the abyss we rippin' spinal cords
Yeah it's Ares bitch and you're fucking with the god of war

Big-ass knife and it looks like a sword
Stick him quick wit' it I'mma watch the blood pour
Clothes stained red then I went to the store
Bought some new blades then I copped a couple more
Drop your body in the sea you washed up on the shore
Believe me I'm evil straight down to the core
You're picking your guts up straight off of the floor
I'm robbin' your hood don't give back to the poor
He wanted to be a star then I turned him to an orb
I'm whippin' it in the hearse then I drove him to the morgue
Katana got the drip I'm embracing the gore
I said I am Ares go study my lore
Fed him to his family
They thought he was pork
Hit with the itis
They're full from your corpse
Hot potato with the mic
Back and forth with the torch

Welcome 2 the Abyss

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Welcome 2 the Abyss w/ 97Ares (Prod. CJ NONSENSX)

Blood Diamonds w/Gashum (Prod Netuh)

written & performed by @blckbrds & @gullyspit
produced by @zyllerbeats
engineered by @tumaggz & @gullyspit
cover by Blckbrd

LAWN w/ Gullyspit

Suicide Door (Ft. Stemodity)

PROD BLUNT CHRIST
Mix & Mastered by @aragoth.die
Cover by: https://www.instagram.com/sathvriel

(LYRICS)
PROPHET:
Rollin smoking I got potent 
Pass the blunt keep it in motion 
Pour the wock up like it’s potion 
Got these baddies that I’m ghosting 
Cuz I know they’re out here hoeing 
get em wetter than the ocean 
Cuz they know the prophets toting 
Like a river got em flowing 
Spread her legs and keep em open 
Pound the pussy leave it swolen
I want head there’s no eloping 
always knew that I was chosen 
Junkies round me overdosing 
I don’t care my heart is frozen 
Do a show while out in Poland 
Sell it out and keep on going 

I had to get in my bag 
Head to the bank 
& never look back 
Selling the pack
Staying on track 
I got the gat
brains on the mat 
That is wrap 
So many guns 
Like i live in Iraq 
Gunning em down 
They’re under attack 
I got a missile 
I feel like a tank 
Imma street general
That is my rank 
Rolling up sticky
Im smoking on stank 
Puffin on cookies 
I love all the dank 
You’ll never get me 
I’m out the gang 
Moving like g’s 
& talking in slang 
Talking on gang 
And you’re getting slain 
Promise I’ll make you remember the name 
It’s prophet to the fucking grave!

MILITXNT:
Nothing in my pocket cus I’m always spending shit popping pills I’m feelings sick  feelings like a woozy bitch got me feeling like a lunatic I’m always in the pit 

always feeling like a junkie yeah I need to take a sip 

I need to chill I need a pill I’m feeling ill feelings like I’m dying with a plan to spill a kill aye 

I’m dying out of anger hit that bitch up with the hammer pick him up and hit the slammer hit ya mouth correct ya grammar 

Popping like a rocket bouta take what in ya pocket Glock up in ya eye it’s out ya motherfucking  socket 

stop looking at Glock I’m bout to drop u on ya top 30 rounds will leave u shocked boutta hit up on ya block never fucking with the opps spill the blood up on ya socks smelling gas u hear a pop boutta blow that fucking shot

PROPHET X MILITXNT - 30 ROUND'S

.                   INTL. TYRANT SECT MEMBERS
.                      DVRKSIDE & ILLUSION LUNA
.                            “Recipe for Murder:”
.                                 Prod. CURTES


Verse 1 : DVRKSIDE 


I beg thee 
Test me 
Bitch I got the recipe 
For murder 
make em rest in peace 
The devil got a hex on me 

I stand and deliver 
Momma raised a killer 
So if you try and press me ima snatch yo fuckin liver 

Bitch I’m cut throat 
Heads roll 
Anytime I let go 
Squeeze inhale the gun smoke 
Weed for sale and much moe 

You fuckin with the sect 
So you better show respect 
If you talk up out yo neck 
Then you just breathed in yo last breath 

I don’t play nice 
I’ll take yo life and won’t think twice 
So roll the dice 
But you’ll get sliced and put on ice 

Cause I can’t leave a body warm 
So I don’t 
That shotty leave you body torn 
Lil boy you choked 
—————————————————————————
Verse 2 : ILLUSION LUNA


momma raised a killa 

twist the blade up in yo liver 

bitch my backwood taste vanilla 

tyrant sect we a militia  

no michael jackson this a thriller 

pray to god but i’m a sinner 

yeah it’s cold but i don’t shiver 

run up em make em quiver 

bitch i’m out for blood till there’s nothing that remains 

pussy boy you up next to meet my fucking blade

time to meet yo fucking maker run and hide but you ain’t safe 

mothafucking tyrant sect bitch you betta know tha name 
—————————————————————————

Verse 3 : DVRKSIDE

Boy yo ass so fake you ain’t no G outside that booth 
If you ain’t gang then you can’t hang unless it’s dangled from my noose 
Tyrant sect out on the loose 
So you best watch how you move 
Leave nothing left but thoughts of you and scattered ashes on my boots 

Ima sex addict bitch I put the D in depression 
I been dead pussy don’t you step to this revenant 
Snatch out yo soul send yo bitch ass to Heaven 
Murder my art form bitch pain just a lesson

RECIPE FOR MURDER - DVRKSIDE X ILLUSIONLUNA - (Prod. CURTES)

MOBBS RADICAL- THE NEW ERA GRIME(PROD. JON LOC)

prod vince.m10 + Aragoth.die
Mix & Mastered by @aragoth.die

Lyrics ~

PROPHET:
Imma drag em straight to hell 
Catch a charge & make the bail 
You know prophet will prevail 
Im the plug got drugs for sale 
I can even ship through mail 
Following this bloody trail 
That’ll get yo coffin nailed 
In the ground your fate is sealed 
Weapons on me shits concealed 
Knife on me yo skin gets peeled 
Slimy grimy like an eel 
Pop a pill just for the thrill
Man I gotta keep it real 
All my homies down to kill 
All we know is how to drill 
Swing the blade and watch you spill 
Spin the block just like wheel 
Independent fuck a deal 
I won’t sign I need a mil 
Catch a pig and make em squeal 
Hatred’s really all I feel 
I can’t lie I need to chill 
Pop a perky can’t sit still 
I was broke I had to steal 
I got homies in the field 
And some bosses in the hills 
Tell my opps to write their wills
Got a hit let’s see yo skills 
Shiny teeth you see them grills
I love hunnid dollar bills 
Blue strips in my pockets 
you see how that shit appeals

ATRXX - Fucked up through my feelings got her matching to my deep sights 
Blacked out back on magic popping of that’s how I designed
13 on my knees right, tatts right on my feet I 
Could not care a penny if my name was Kir- (wait)

Make out how you like it even if you watched it 8k
Blades out of my pockets touch my bones that‘s how I ate aye
Haters in your DM‘s I got bitches wanna date me
Blacked out sight I got blacked out DNA


Huh huh huh 
Make her bleed right on the first date
Huh huh huh
Beg for more I know you‘re thirsty 
I know that it hurts ay
Safe word for the worst ay
Riding till you can’t no more I know that bitch won’t learn aye

PROPHET X ATRXX - BLOOD_

MILITXNT X 5ISDEAD - Hypnosis

rot in hell, graceland/lemonboy. we do not fuck with pedos around here, especially on what you did to the ex's 13 y/o sister. disgusting ass nigga, never put your feet into the community ever again.

filler beat, but it is worth it. enjoy.