Vocals by https://soundcloud.com/slyye
Produced by Dominus Soul

Gone Without A Clue

Gone Without A Clue (feat. Slyye)

FXCK YOU

BANDITY x SWISS (on all streamings)

Subway Voices

Adrenaline Syndicate

At the calling of the crow
Grab the blade it’s time to go
Put ya body in a hole
Feel the hatred as it grows
Into the night
We creep and crawl
‘til we hear a body fall
Castin judgement to the river
Break a bitch n kill em all
bust a mothafuckas lip
If I hear ‘em talkin shit
Demons in my fuckin’ soul
Now I gotta pop a bitch 
Manipulate
The lies that conjure in this 
World only exist to terrorize
The devil whispers in my ear
To never fear
We runnin wild
Can’t you see
Everybody fuckin’ bleeds
Manic pressure in the mental
Leave the masses hangin’ high
Don’t fuck with me, bitch
I left the body leakin in the gutta
Head split
Blood is drippin out his eyes
No need to see what happens next
devil shyt, eternal bump
Don’t care what happens to the rest
No remorse for what I’ve done
I’m talkin’ homicidal
Threats will disappear
So say goodbye
To the life you knew before
Know the phonk will never die
It feeds the demons n my soul

CRYPTIC MACK - EVERYBODY BLEEDS

$krrt Cobain x Apoc Krysis - Right Back (Prod. Apoc Krysis)

Produced by, ARMORKING
Mastered by, REBMANE

ARMORKING X REBMANE - TYRANTS OF REALM (1999)

PROD BY @cdoublex
LYRICS 

DEATH FACE

Sit down you mothafuckkas
Who be talkin all that shit 
Leave a punk bitch dent 
Neva leave no evidence
Dont you see im heaven sent
The real down mothafuckka
Kneel down mothafuckka
Piling bodies 
God is dead
I aint got no fuckin benz
Strictly chevy till my end
Fuck gotta pay then rent
Stabbin thrustin till she dead
Bloody shirt
Drinkin i aint hit the curb
Put that bitch up in reverse
Death face know he fuckin cursed 
Burn in hell watch me burn
For eternity 
Fuckin on some dirty sheets 
Neva wear a rubba 
Hoe come closer my aroma 
Somethin like EAZY E
Devils son in law
Pull anotha broad 
In my 64 
Suck my balls hoe

6BEAM

Dead by dawn
I sin again
Choke that bitch
I need these endz
Who be the black magic night
Look at me I burn your eyes 
I be near 
Bringing terror 
Capture you
Got Throw aways
Soon you gonna feel the curse
Soon you gonna feel the danger
Of some killas 
Which I bring you lookin scared 
Hell nah god ain’t on yo side
Yeah my primo down to ride
Getting drunk I’m staying high
Fight till death it will arive
Out the ground the beast arise
Pullin out the fucking drop
Pistol cocked with the burna
Knock yo bitch ass off the top
Murda tracks is what we drop
Smoke these drugz that make you high
Face it burning gasoline 
Pickin out duh corpse no meat 
Vulture black
Soul be black
Bones they broken
Fire rage underground

PRAY TO THE BEAST [Prod. CXXLION]

PRODUCED BY RIKUDA

DECEPTION RECORDS / UNDERGROUND CULT

CALLS FROM THE VOID [PROD. RIKUDA]

Lyrics-

Yo listen 
I'm spittin undisputed truth for ya 
My pen spit like a hot .22 through ya 
Only tellin you one time nicely so tread lightly 
Lyrically blowin your face off like Walter White G 
And I can't be stopped 
Flow so lethal like I'm rippin through the vest of a cop 
You get dropped 
Victor Crowley Hatchet like a blast from the ratchet you get chopped 
And tossed til you six feet deep 
Sinkin screamin when I throw cement blocks on your feet you get beat 
Like a runner up you can't compete 
You not as nice on the beat though, you know my steelo 
Stay collectin rings like a Lakers three peat yo 
Y'all mothafuckas sicken me addicted to sippin on lean habitually 
Them opiates be fuckin with you subliminally like Suicidal Tendencies 
On my Swave shit, six million ways to die you chose me 

I'm undisputed in the booth like execution with truth 
Mothafuckas is playin like I ain't down to shoot 
Violence for a reason, artificial breathin 
Leavin suckas with holes in they heads when the trigger squeezin 

Flood the block with bloated bodies like a tsunami 
With the Metal Gear I'm solid killin snakes like Konami 
We could set it off I suggest you enlist an army 
You could never harm me check your chest if you runnin up on me 
Forced overdose cut up your coke with fentanyl 
'83 Metallica Hit the Lights and I Kill Em All 
Rhymin rougher than knuckles to abdominal walls 
With the sedative flow, like poppin Methocarbamol 
I'm like a 
Venomous strike when I bounce on a track 
Destroyin cells in your body paralytic way that I rap 
I ain't takin it back 
Anything that ever was said 
Callin your favorite rapper wack and then I smack em in the back of his head 
I said what I said, you better believe that I mean it 
Launder cash faster than runnin illegal cleaners ain't shit to me 
Felonious activities homie scumbag epitome 
Runnin your city streets nothin restrictin me 

I'm undisputed in the booth like execution with truth 
Mothafuckas is playin like I ain't down to shoot 
Violence for a reason, artificial breathin 
Leavin suckas with holes in they heads when the trigger squeezin

Undisputed (Prod. C-Lance)

YUNG DMIZE