MOBBS RADICAL x DAEGHO x FACELESS 1-7- THE GRAND SECORUM(PROD. HD$)

MOBBS RADICAL x SALIVA GREY- METATOXIN(PROD. KRONA)

written / performed by @blckbrds
produced and engineered by @tumaggz

CON$UMER

DEVOUR MY DEMONS (PROD.LXNTIL) (MIX.ARAGOTH)

PROD VINCE.M10
Cover: https://www.instagram.com/gekxta/
Mix & Mastered by @aragoth.die

Lyrics:
Fuck all the rats 
Tryna to take my cheese 
I get the bag with ease 
All bout the money the green
I don’t smoke pack with seeds
Only that gas for me
Backwoods Russian crème
roll it up in a leaf 
Lace the blunt watch em tweak 
Sippin dirty not clean 
I’m the plug usb
green dot for the beam 
Hit em up watch em lean
Cut em up watch em leak 
I get rough I get mean 
Taking out enemies 
No one fucks with a G 
Bloodied up throwing b’s 
I can’t fuck with a treesh 
Some hoes need a leash 
Hit it once and I leave 
Knife play imma freak 
Leave blood on the scene 
Got blood on her sheets 
Imma get what I need 
letting my demons feed 
masked up Halloween 
Aim for the head not feet 
Face shot he can’t speak 
Terminate all the weak 
letting my choppa eat 
Now rest in peace 
Turn to a butcher 
when it comes to beef 
Stomp on his skull
& I pull out his teeth 
Knife on my side 
& it’s tucked in a sheath 
Pull it out 
Slaughtering all of the sheep 
Tie up the rope 
Now he’s hanging from feet 
Stabbing the body 
& watching em bleed 
Axe in my hand 
Got me feeling like creep 
On the block with a mop
& I’m doing a sweep
Got a taste for the kill 
Now I’m bout to feast 
All my mutha fucking opps smoke pcp 
Like baki they all wanna taste defeat 
& i won’t stop killing til my goals complete 
Imma body bag a fag
While they put out a tweet 
Imma get you in the night
while you’re sound asleep 
I won’t even make a sound 
Not even a peep 
at the top of my life 
It’s not even the peak 
Cooking up in the booth 
I got the recipe 
All this money on me
Like I’m a treasury 
You committed great sin 
And that shits treachery 
Imma finish what you started 
And that’s called destiny 
Y’all are sleeping on me
You must be counting up sheep
All y’all counted me out 
& now you’re riding my meat 
I just had to go harder
For this shit to complete

NO TRACE

PROD ARAGOTH + VINCE.M10
Mix & Mastered by @aragoth.die

LYRICS:

MILITXNT:
Stomp on his face with my motherfucking timberlands
 grabbing the knife bouta commit a sin again 
spinning the  block like a mf ceiling fan
 move on ya block I don’t need to be vigilant
 pull up to ya spot with a motherfucking  two piece 
roll ya ass up like a motherfucking loos leaf 
That pussy  boy talk but the mag barking louder 
smoking his family his tree turn to powder
 family is crying I’m burning his flowers 
guts on the floor u know we can devour
 kill Tracy don’t talk to crazy
put ya hands down u not banging 
speak again there’s no more waiting 
hit ya family where there laying 
u talk like a gangster you nothing but bitch made 
carve out his body it’s empty got blood stains
all on my face cus we ripped em up Ak 
stick at ya grandmothers why u ain’t pack shit
 always on me make that pussy do back flips 
taking his bag count it up I can’t stack shit 
broke lil bitch u ain’t never gonna make it 
speak on the gang know I’m coming with big sticks
 reload the Glock give me time got some big clips 
sharpen my knife ready fuck em up wrist slits

PROPHET:
I’m in Lawrence MA 
Come out here we can play 
Got a big Mac 11 
Disfigure yo face 
You ain’t going to heaven 
Ain’t leaving no trace 
Lay down your family 
Put them in a grave 
Broke little fxggot 
Speak on homies name
stomp on your head 
Til I start seeing brains 
Breaking your jaw 
Put your face on the pave
You want the smoke 
I can fly outta state 
Pull up at your door 
We know right where you stay 
Got rugers with Glocks 
And a couple ak’s  
We gon pull up 
And won’t leave til your slain 
You get beat down 
And we’re snatching yo chain 
ain’t met a real one
This shit ain’t a game 
Rep for the set
I put on for the gang 
I’m with some og’s
That put in the pain 
Cut up your body 
And watch the blood drain 
I hope you die 
From a needle in vein
OD on fentanyl
Laced with your Caine 
Turn you to a puddle 
I’m leaving a stain 
If you got a bitch 
She my side, not a main 
She wanna slide 
Got her wet like the rain 
I am animal 
You cannot tame 
I need the money 
You’re in it for fame 
Pussy your fucking 
career is a shame 
Look at your face 
I can see you’re a lame 
I got advice for you 
stay in your lane 
Killing brings joy 
That I cannot contain 
I’ll keep on killing 
Long as I remain

MILITXNT X PROPHET - WEKILLEDTRACY

UNHOLY (prod. Aragoth)

Prod: ( @umbrasamples )
mix/master: ( @aragoth.die )
Cover art: ( @gekxta @sathvriel )

(LYRICS)

PROPHET: 
Leave a mutha fucka in a puddle of blood 
Came up from the bottom i came outta the mud 
Don’t trust anyone, only trust in my gun 
Choppa got a kick like a muh fuckin punt 
Tripping out I put a few tabs on my tongue 
Lately been stressed so Im rolling a blunt 
Smoking on dope until I blacken my lungs 
rappers are fake & I know they just front 
Load up the chop then I’m out on the hunt 
If I said imma do it I’m getting it done 
The devil told me that I must be the one 
I asked him why & he said I’m his son 
I still don’t where the fuck I come from 
All I know is that Im deep in the slums 
Waking up with a whole bed full of bugs  
All of my opps are just muh fuckin bums
Go get your money up collect the funds 
chop hit his body it took out a chunk 
Beat down my opps break his face with a punch 
Im the bone crusher I love when they crunch 
Unleash the k9’s and feed em their lunch 
Do me dirty and I’m leaving em slumped 
Fuck up his body hit em with the pump
Pull up to the party I’m popping the trunk 
On the block everyday shit has been spun 
opps on a bridge like cartel they get hung 
All my opps ducking me they’re on the run 
You can’t survive in the place where I’m from 


MILITXNT: 
Pull up with the k with the gang on sight 
pull up with the blade got the knife let’s fight
got the bang with the fangs boutta take that bite 
boutta take that life boutta take that life 
walk out the graveyard with bugs in my skin 
zombies are walking with blood in there sins 
no one can live 
no one can live
no one can
no one can 
no one can live
stomp on that mfs neck count up my mf checks 
stay with vest put a whole in his chest feeling blessed cus no one can contests 
skeletons dancing medicines enhancing pussy started panting when the body started slanting
minimize all the lies ya demise close ya eyes live or die 
you have no choice but to die in ya grave
looking at goals that no one can obtain 
wallow in pain hollow the Brain 
I need to put that bitch right to my brain 
laugh at my face while I suffer in chains
blood running down from my veins 
I need to rob him and take off his chain
give me a second to breath 
give me a second to think 
throwing up shit from these sickening cuts 
shotty hit back got a drum 
deep in her stomach I’m fucking her guts 
Pull up with the blic with the 44 mag
pull up with the clip better tuck that flag
got the slit in the bag make his face fall back 
sniff that bag 
nose drip black

PROPHET X MILITXNT - BLOOD HAVEN

The Paranormal Division The World Is Watching

HEINOUS ACTS

THAT NEW UNDERGROUND SOUND NEVER HEARD BEFORE MUSIC FEATURING ANXXXTY
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$$ BEST IN THE UNDERGROUND NEVER GAVE A FUCK $$

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$ LYRICS $

VERSE 1: YVNG SCHEMA.

Ima start this off by saying one fucking thing,
Don't you ever, ever, ever fucking doubt the king,
Bitch, I'm poppin' outta Beijing, yeah, I'm worldwide,
I be hittin' licks, then my girl cried.

Bitch, I'm from the East side,
Bitch, I'm from that cheap side,
We ain't get no peace time,
Bitch, we see deceased child,

Look, aye, look, aye, 
Look, aye, look. aye,
Bitch, my wrist tied, I'm hurtin',
My life is fuckin' disturbing,
I've been thirstin' for water, bitch, I've been searchin' for fuckin' days,

Bitch, you never knew me,
Bitch, you saw right through me,
I bet you never loved me,
I bet you never loved me.

VERSE 2: ANXXXTY.

SHIT BEEN CURVIN, MY GIRL THICK, 
MY HEART DEPEND ON MY MIND,
I MIGHT HURT IT, WAVE SURFIN, MY SCROLLING AIN'T ONE OF A KIND.

I BEEN BURNIN, IN THE FURNACE,
I BEEN TOSSIN, I BEEN TURNIN,
I BEEN WALKIN, AND I'M HURTIN,
I BEEN WANDERIN.

DUMB MOTHAFUCKA, YOU STEP BACK,
TOLD EM, I GIVE IT, NO KISS ASS,
MY HEART DIDN'T HIT IT, YEAH, MISSED THAT,
MAKIN THE INSULT A DISS TRACK, I DISPLACE,
DOWNING MY STASH, AND I'M PISS FACED,

I MAKE YOU GO MISSIN, I'M MAKIN A DIFFERENCE, BUT BEING DISMISSIVE, MY HEAD ACHES,
HOLDING AN IMAGE, I TRAVEL TO PILLAGE, THE VENUES BEEN WINNIN, MY HEADSPACE,

IN PLACE, OF THE ROOTS THAT I PLANT, 
A GRIN ON MY FACE AND MY LIPS IN A SLANT,
TOLD EM HUNT ME, IMA GUNSLINGER, I PULL UP THE KNOT IN MY PANTS, 
I'M FED UP, WITH THE BULLSHIT, YOU'D TAKE UP MY LIFE WITH A CHANCE, 

SO FUCKED UP, YOUR LIFE IS, NO GIRL AND NO JOB WITH NO FRIENDS,
COME TRY ME, COME FIND ME, YOU'LL FIND YOUR DEMISE AND YOUR END.
So come try me, come find me, you'll meet your demise and your end.

NO TRACE

PROPHET

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