PRODUCED AND FEATURING THE BIG MAN HIMESELF @DEPTHSTRIDA

Lyrics:

Depth Strida:

Bitch you’ll flow like a pack
Lookin like a dirty rat
I’m just here to get rich 
uh huh
I wanna smoke on the pack
I wanna roll with the gat 
Let me set up your whole fuckin clique
Uh huh
One breath I go stealth
My blade beside of me’s myself
My berrett is never gon miss
Uh huh
Put some knife through yo chest
And yo eyes states the past
Make your soul fade away real swift
Uh huh

NO IM NOT SURPRISED 
BITCH IM BOUTTA PUT YOUR LIGHTS OUT
THIS AINT NO BASEBALL
BITCH YOU WONT GET NO TIME OUT
DISARM HIS WEAPON AND IM PULLING
THE MAG OUT
YOU WONT STAND A CHANCE
THERES NO WAY HE CAN BREAK OUT
SOLDIERS MOVING FORWARD
AND IM FIGHTING MY WAY THROUGH IT

Undead Ronin:

I’m fucked up 
With that blade
Fucked up
Pull the pistol out my pocket
Leave you real fucked up
Sig Sauer wit extendo 
Leaking from the bullet holes
Never fuck around with Ronin
Strida leave you dead 
Nobody gon come and then play
Throw down yo hand
Man my hand is insane
Ace up my sleeve with a king and a queen
Ain’t no king here but me 
Got no queen lemme see
Yeah hoe
Wanna play with a god leave you free
Free from yo body no physical chi
Blocking yo chakras and sever connections
No stepping to me man
You gotta do better than that

You dishonor what was sacred
Plunge that blade into your gut
Yeah the mask around my face
Is all you see before you cut 
Rip away 
let it drain
Mercenaries bring the pain
Yeah bitch they raining on these pussies
RIP AND TEAR CAUSE IMMA SLAY

TAKE YO EYES
VISION TURNING BLACK NOW
FADE TO GREY
BLEEDING FROM THE FACE NOW
I AM ALONE
SHOW RESPECT TO ME
YOU AINT GONNA FIGHT
YOU AINT A THING TO ME

Stop the drama
Better stop the plight 
Fuck
I wanna catch you in my sight

STOP
TALKING BOUT ME
GET OUT MY LANE
FUCK OUT MY FACE
RIGHT NOW
I’M ON EDGE TODAY
ONE MORE FUCKING THING
I’M FILLING VACANT GRAVES
DON’T CARE IF I LIVE OR DIE
COMING AND FUCKING UP PEOPLE
WHO NEVER GON LEARN THE WAY

Depth Strida:

He don’t know that he don’t want no beef wit me
He don’t know I really smite so easily
So I bump into him and take his phone with me
Mercenaries have the rope and we be calling bitch

SIG SAUERS

SIG SAUERS (feat. Depth Strida) [prod. DEVILJIN]

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

Ft. @twentythree777
Prod. @clipthat
Mixed & Mastered by @xstitchmusic
Cover Art by https://www.instagram.com/dieserfreigeist/

Lyrics:
You ain't hard you ED
I am outta this world no ET
If you want beef come and see me
Don't do it behind a screen g
Come press you like a MP3 'cause bitch you just stay ridin' waves
You a fake and a lame and I will be your fuckin' fate

You ain't hard you ED
I am outta this world no ET
If you want beef come and see me
Don't do it behind a screen g
Come press you like a MP3 'cause bitch you just stay ridin' waves
You a fake and a lame and I will be your fuckin' fate

Then I will come dig up your grave
Chop your body up put it in the cement I'mma lay
In my path as I continue to pave my own way
The trail I'mma blaze filled with death and decay
Time to defecate on this game filled with lames
Who all soundin' the same
And I'll punch a punk rapper's face uh
Watch it bleed as it breaks
Put a bitch in his place you a fuckin' disgrace uh
Your whole life is a waste
You should quit rap today
Claim a crown you'll never have I just took that today
Actin' apex till I turn you to prey
The Fifth Horseman known as Shade
He said he gon' blow up
Pulled the pin tossed him the grenade

You ain't hard you ED
I am outta this world no ET
If you want beef come and see me
Don't do it behind a screen g
Come press you like a MP3 'cause bitch you just stay ridin' waves
You a fake and a lame and I will be your fuckin' fate

You ain't hard you ED
I am outta this world no ET
If you want beef come and see me
Don't do it behind a screen g
Come press you like a MP3 'cause bitch you just stay ridin' waves
You a fake and a lame and I will be your fuckin' fate

Really put you on a TV
If you fiend it then come see me
I'm not trusting anybody
Seems like all of you been CG
I keep it where I don't need
I hear these voices like it's 3D
See ideally if you want it
Then go take it oh-so-freely
Burn the lobby up body shots
We could run the one-on-one
I don't want the help
I'm sleeping on my health
No time for love as above
Talking to myself where I've been leaning on
So below the mud
I'm crawling out to rest inside the sun

You ain't hard you ED
I am outta this world no ET
If you want beef come and see me
Don't do it behind a screen g
Come press you like a MP3 'cause bitch you just stay ridin' waves
You a fake and a lame and I will be your fuckin' fate

You ain't hard you ED
I am outta this world no ET
If you want beef come and see me
Don't do it behind a screen g
Come press you like a MP3 'cause bitch you just stay ridin' waves
You a fake and a lame and I will be your fuckin' fate

XIII

Death Tarot

Spotify | Apple Music

Death Tarot ft. TWENTYTHREE (Prod. CL!PPED)

Something.
With @kill_dyll
Prod @akvri & @estheticgloom

FOUR DOOR W/ KILL DYLL [PROD. AKVRI & ESTHETIC GLOOM]

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

written & performed by fxckjamie & vvs
produced by ezrah & akvri
engineered by fxckjamie & creek
cover art by fxckjamie


(Lyrics)

[FXCKJAMiE]

Down another bottle to the face
I’ll never cut off 
My brain is my own enemy and 
I’m about to shut off
The whole entire system of my body, wanna fuck off
But if I fail at first then I’ll just 
go grab my sawed off

I ain’t got time for you 
I got my demons here
I’m tryna get em away
and make another year
I got a dead beat god
I swear he never hears
A damn word I say, he left me bleak and drear

Always torturing my mind
Probably dead, don’t feel alive
Im controlled by parasites 
Been through this a thousand times
Knew the cost and paid the price 
Feel like I’mma end my life
Said I wouldn’t but I might

Oh no 
I’m lying on the floor
All I wanna talk is payment
why you the fuck they act sofamous x2


[VVS]

Head banging
Chain swanging
Fuck it, got my chrome singing
If I talk my shit make sure you turn your fucking speakers up
Head banging
Chain swanging
Fuck it, got my chrome singing
If I die today, I swear to god you wouldn't cry for me
Or try for me
(bitch I been in the dirt)
Six feet deep, don't mind me creeping
all black hearse got mom still weeping
Tryna kick these habits but the voices getting to me.
They talking like they friends but I treat them like they enemies.
Drop it
Flip it
Run it back
Drop it, while fumble that
If I wanna stay alive I keep that chrome blade attached. 
Feening for the kid cause I got it figured out, if I spot em, just weep em. 
I can always air it out.
I just pull up and I drop it, I can always map it out.
Laying on the floor dead, fuck it paint the walls red

LIMBO (FEAT. VVS) [PROD. EZRAH & AKVRI]

produced by @veinnnn
written & performed by @blckbrds x @nikko-nrg
engineered by @tumaggz x Veinn

CROWS DON'T FORGET

Blckbrd x NIKKO - CROWS DON'T FORGET

written & performed by fxckjamie
produced by fxckjamie
cover art by aragoth

[Lyrics]

Bitch I woke up with a blood stain 
not a recollection of the last couple days but I hit the blunt and keep it stepping 
walk up on me, who you checking 
Try me im a lethal weapon 
Gone with dignity, that’s not the type of death you getting 

Not a motherfucker wanna try me here tonight
Everybody pussy all bark no bite
You don’t wanna see me when I’m looking for a fight 
Pull up with killers and we killing on sight 

Dead pan face yeah I live with no soul 
Shout out my gang know they always on patrol
if I got the gat 
Know I’m done with all chat 
and Im finally boutta lose all control 

I still hear them talking shit but only behind my back 
Cuz When I step into the spot I watch them put on an act 
But I can see through all deception i can’t get passed a fact 
Im always several steps ahead I Don’t leave room to react 

Jamie with a k and I pull up ripping
Bringing out my dead got next day shipping
Make em all panic get whole squad dipping
Snake in the grass only blood that I’m sipping (x2)

wouldn’t be caught in no coffin 
None of my reign will be stopping
I’ll be in the dirt when I break out my curse and all of the bodies stop dropping 
But that won’t ever happen
I hear the devil laughing 
I fight his wishes everyday 
I’m on the brink of snapping 

Not a motherfucker wanna try me here tonight
Everybody pussy all bark and no bite
You don’t wanna see me when I’m looking for fight 
Pull up with killers and we killing on sight 

Dead pan face yeah I live with no soul 
Shout out my gang know they always on patrol
if I got the gat then 
I’m done with all the chat 
and Im finally boutta lose all control (x2)

BELLIGERENT [PROD. FXCKJAMiE]

prod aragoth
Mixed by aragoth 
Cover by: https://www.instagram.com/sathvriel

Lyrics: 
Bring the guns out
& we can go to war 
Look at all the bodies 
laying on the floor 
let the reaper in 
I’m knocking at yo door 
I don’t even know 
My fucking name anymore x2

Made a deal with the devil 
I die by the sword ay
Resurrect the bodies 
Walk right out the morgue ay
flesh eaters stay with me 
You gon meet the horde ay
You can’t save yourself 
Just praying to the lord ay
You know prophets evil
To the fucking core ay
cut the bodies up 
Addicted to the gore ay
One body was the start 
& i need plenty more ay
Tie a wire round yo neck 
And imma pull the cord ay

Trespassers will be shot 
The devils landlord 
Step up pussy 
Tell me what you stand for 
Split his face open 
& leave his head torn 
On my head bloody red 
With the devil horns 

Mutha fuck the opps 
I’m tryna up the score 
Walk em down broad day 
& catch em at the store 
Pull the trigger so much 
That my fingers sore 
fuck it keep on shooting 
Let the bullets roar 
Bullet shower let it rain 
And the hollows pour 
Shooting for the head 
Like its a fucking sport 
bet I beat the case 
When that shit goes to court 
Pay off all the people 
And the jury board 

Prophet is a mutha fuckin warlord 
I belong living inside of a psych ward 
Tryna get my soul back it must be restored 
I lived my whole damn life feeling torture 

Bring the guns out
& we can go to war 
Look at all the bodies 
laying on the floor 
let the reaper in 
I’m knocking at yo door 
I don’t even know 
My fucking name anymore x2

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