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Prod. Arvid x YCK, feat. TrippyThaKid @moonmovement

You’ve been illegitimate invading and to pillage
Had I did it but I didn’t go to take another village
I’d be waiting for the pitchforks tryna get my big score
Why the fuck it gotta be the chosen to exist for
You have no say in the things I do
Imma go to Saturn make the rings unglued
In a state of unrest there is no principals
Spreading these words but ain’t been convinced at all
Walk in your city but none of you with me
I’m gunning with Trippy we hand out no pity
I’m smoking on boulders deployed like a soldier
How long I’ve been in it but it’s getting colder
Came from the mud done established that
I’m lighting candles add it to my habitat
Hallowed be my name a fucking totem and a token
Everybody wanna doubt me then I guess I gotta show em

Chrome barrel loaded and best be watching that tone
Skin is eroded and mentally fallen back
Fault me for the shit you did ain’t the same I’m evading that blame
Exalt who is worthy then get em in the Earth for the sacred halls imma beat em there first

Yo my voice been hella low
Low low aye
But I still got hella flow
Too much aye
TrippyThaKid is an animal
Going beast going cannibal
Chew em up and spit em out
Little bitty watch yo mouth
I'm just trying to do what I can with what I got
Trippy don't ride in a Benz I'm in a Honda
Probably last longer than him like anacondas
Homie gonna shoot and they call him the Black Mamba
Whoa whoa whoa whoa that should shut em up
Whoa whoa whoa whoa that should shut em up
Shut yo mouth little hoe
You don't know shit about big Trippy no more
Big gas all that I smoke
Pulling up fire that's all that I roll
My girl so hot she never gone let go
I don't like heights but fuck it bitch I'm stoned
Whoa whoa never call me now no more

Chrome barrel loaded and best be watching that tone
Skin is eroded and mentally fallen back
Fault me for the shit you did ain’t the same I’m evading that blame
Exalt who is worthy then get em in the Earth for the sacred halls imma beat em there first

YCK x TrippyThaKid - High Noon

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Leave me to myself
Fuck you know about a deal
Lord knows how I feel
Lord knows this a drill
Money come for the fam yuh
Only pockets for the real
Ten toes how we sealed

Dead road
When the cash flow
Hunnid bands hunnid bands hunnid bands
Watch the money kill em slow
Hunnid bands hunnid bands
They on ya side, but they not ya mans
Circle move silent like contraband
Circle move silent like contraband
Hunnid bands hunnid bands hunnid bands
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Hunnid bands hunnid bands
Hunnid bands hunnid bands
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On my word yuh
Bitches won't
Mention names
They still curve ya yuh
That's a first
I could swerve
On they curb
I feel dead
In my head
That's the worst
I feel dead
In my head
No more work
Bitch I swerve
Put that down
On my checks yuh
Spend my worth
How you flex yuh
Man get checked
Might just burn ya yuh

Dead road
When the cash flow
Hunnid bands hunnid bands hunnid bands
Watch the money kill em slow
Hunnid bands hunnid bands
They on ya side, but they not ya mans
Circle move silent like contraband
Circle move silent like contraband
Hunnid bands hunnid bands hunnid bands
Hunnid bands hunnid bands hunnid bands
Hunnid bands hunnid bands
Hunnid bands hunnid bands

Glory

written & performed by fxckjamie and lord distortion
produced by wadjet
cover art by fxckjamie

(Lyrics)

[ FXCKJAMiE ]

Dead for a minute but I’m back now 
Imma show these fuckers how to act now
Always on the edge, think I’ll lash out
Imma leave your function yelling frag out

got no time to explain 
Me and lord taking names
If we find you on our list, we’re gon’ send one through your brain

Ready for the bloody rain 
Love to watch it all drain 
To be honest I don’t kill 
That’s the beast that I contain 

Don’t save me
Don’t help me 
I was meant to rot in the ground
won’t hear the bell ring 

Don’t blame me 
Don’t tell me 
that you would’ve done any different
 I know you bluffing 

(Don’t save me)

(Don’t blame me)

[ LORD DISTORTION ]

Dirt up on my boot but still you pussies getting stomped 
Don't u hit me on my line cuz muthafucka I been swamped
I been doubled up I keep a cutter and a glock 
Why u wanna try and change can't clean the gutta wit a mop 

Needle marks and Scratching arms that money making policy 
Hell inside the streets the many circles where the product be 
Dressed up wit them masks & got them hollows this ain't Halloween 
And If that sucka Fiestey he gon end up eating all his teeth

Shout out to them paper chasers really making moves 
See they cap about they bands and ain't got anyway to prove  
Huffing on these vapors got me higher than the moon 
Ima make em meet his maker gonna Send em to his tomb 

Cutting out the negative, the block to the progress 
got a fucking issue than he got to dissolve it 
These threats they fucking sending they ain't nothing but bluffing
Counting up that money it's enough for the bloodshed

STATIC (FEAT. LORD DISTORTION) [PROD. WADJET]

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BAKI // ROT©
All Rights Reserved
Kill Dyll 2023

𝕃𝕪𝕣𝕚𝕔𝕤

We are not the fuckin same
Don't compare me to no copies
No competition, Cuz I killed them like I'm Baki

Nobodies talk, all I hear is the static
Actin all hard, til they hear automatics
Pray to your God, if you got one then stop it
I'm sick of the fuckers, that talk like they got it

Talkin that shit say it once then he froze
Saying it twice, get him shot akimbos
Thirsty for cloud, like you fuckers are Hoes
Get off of my dick, lil bitch you get hosed 

Leave me alone
I hate when I see that you’re calling my phone
You all did me wrong
You talked down on me right inside of my home
I cut to the bone
To feel anything cause i’m always so numb
I pull out the gun and place it right inside my mafucking dome

I don’t care what you say
Look into my eyes do you think I fucking play
I know 100 different ways I could take apart your face
I hope you know I'd never lack I keep a blade right on my waist okay

I do all this for fun
I got this bitch on her knees like a nun
you pussy i know if i pull up you’ll run


Bitch I hope you fuckin
Rot
Rot
Rot
Rot
Rot
Rot
Rot

Bitch I hope you fuckin
Rot
Rot
Rot
Rot
Rot
Rot
Rot

Bitch I hope you fuckin

Came with the flows
Never came for the Hoes
Fame til it blows
Propane to the nose

Fuck what they think
What they say
What they know
Cocaine in the brain of the lames and the foes

Duckin n fuckin up all the fakes til they go

Mother fuckers are lucky I'm feelin great
Overdose

Can you run it I wonder 
You lookin slow in the dome

Put a 40 inside of it then we wait til it blows

Wait til the fade put a Cave in his face

Mother fuckers wanted pain you God damn disgrace

Illuminati I'm catching body on body

I never thought he was salty only wanted a hobby

Shout the pastor he claiming the south
My brother in Europe Kiraw is about to take over anyways

Fuck all the clout
We make it the petty way with or without 

Never came for the money only came for the woes
Rain for the funny 23s to the dome

We makin the money makin capitol
If that boy keep on cappin
I'm cappin his dome

You dirty little bitch
I know you love the way I spit
Fire in my lungs with the fire on my hip

You dirty little bitch
I know you love the way I spit
Fire in my lungs with the fire on my hip

BAKI // ROT (ft. Gashum)

(((((( LYRICS ))))))))

Do you see moon?
Shining from your eyes

I know you gotta try 
I know you gotta try 
I know you gotta try 
I know you gotta try 

All my time I’m heaven sent 
Reaching for my every sense 
But nothing really made sense 
It’s time for me to get a grip
Till then we’ll rest
Decaying flesh 
Release your last breath 

Searchin for the stars 
I’m aiming for your heart now 

I know you gotta try 
I know you gotta try 
I know you gotta try 

Searching for the times I left you 
Every time you know I played you 
I hope I do

Do you see moon 
Shining from your eyes

I know you gotta try 
I know you gotta try 
I know you gotta try 
I know you gotta try 

All my time I’m heaven sent 
Reaching for my every sense 
But nothing really made sense 
It’s time for me to get a grip
Till then we’ll rest
Decaying flesh 
Release your last breath 


Holding onto time 
I think I’m giving up now 

I know I gotta try
I know I gotta try
I know I gotta try 

Everytime I find myself
I feels like I’m burning hell 
Looking through time I can’t tell 
I know why

reaching for the pale moon

Prod. trees
Lyrics, Vocals, Mixing/Mastering, & Cover Art by Red Dot

Froze Up

Froze Up (Prod. trees)

Am I Going Manic Again?

Fall River Flow (prod. lethal needle)

prod. rajaste
lil freestyle go share! i appreciate you all

[LYRICS]
yall never seen nothing like it
white boy talking his shit on a mic
you wanna fight?
lemme go take of my ice, before i swing and then knock out his lights
went and got money i tried it
now ive been hopping on all of these flights
bitch its on sight
catch me outside at night, he finna die alright
now pray for ya bro
no need to go the the store cause im always on go
got shit in my coat
i keep some bullets to throw, he took 1 to the throat, cause hes moving too slow
went down the wrong road
ricky might make it home if he can learn how to shoot like a pro in the paint
buss out the K
spraying in circles until the whole populous lay

been on my grind like im tony hawk
you aint got a strap thats just a phony walk
catch you home alone like macaulay culk
hit the lick clean then we scatter off
if the bitch bad then we skip the talk
then kick her out cause she aint giving top
every track you drop a flop
too bad you cant hang its nice at the top

like why they all suck?
who in the fuck gave a mic to this man?
slide to his show just too shoot up the stands
nobody died cause nobodys a fan
how you online with a tool in ur hand?
go and find out where you stay and have you dead before i land
and we boutta bloody the sand, dont step outside unless you gon bring a tan

yeah this strap is real its not cake
in the end its you thats getting baked
icing on my wrist look like a lake
getting paid, deposit to the bank
bitch you is the ops you fucking fake
by ur face i tell you talk to jakes
when i catch em i wont hit the breaks
wont arrest me i cant catch a case

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EVERYTHING BURNS [PROD. RAJASTE] (lyrics in desc.)

MOBBS RADICAL- NIGHTSHXDE(PROD. JON LOC)

Immortal Disfigurement - King

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Lyrics:

Bitch, I get what I want, I'ma do what I do, I'ma do what I need
And I don't really care what you want
Bitch, I walk with a limp, got a chop to the knee
And I'ma get my cash in advance

I'm the man with the bands, I don't fuck with the feds
Bitch, I feel like I'm a bandit, abandon
Everything and know, that I'm a damaged image
Wont cut my wrist, I don't like that flow

Distortin my images, she gon' write my wrong
And I don't need the internet, just to write my own
Yea the splurgin immenent when i make my songs
Bitch, I do what I want, bitch, I do what I need

I don't care what these motherfuckers see
I'ma just do if it's me, I'm believeing in me
I'm the reaper to my own beliefs
Pop another cap of shrooms, and map the room

Money on my mind is like a mental tomb
But I'ma get on by just like I always do
And I never get the time to rest and always choose
Really cannot make my mind, I don't know what I need

Nah I really can't decide where I should plant the seeds
But definitely not up in her ovaries
When I put em' in her mind, she can't get over me
When i spit fire, better evacuate

Cause I'ma get a bag, then I'm going up back to base
All these motherfuckers always seem like they acting fake
When I be getting mad, motherfuckers don't want the fade
Keep up with the act, you gettin packed, I'm aggravated

Leave em' with no chance, yo last dance is calculated
I'm activated, if you actin' agitated
I'ma have to leave his body out, decapitated
Fuck what they say, I'ma do it all

Man they can never really say that they've been through it all
But everybody always trippin', man, I'm through with y'all
I'm about to paint a fuckin' picture, about to paint the walls, its red
In my defense, i hopped the fence

And acted dense, then made amends to my expense
Then I break suspense and grab the pen
I'm goin 10s, I never really wanted to depend

On any of yall
Bitch!

Bitch, I get what I want, I'ma do what I do, I'ma do what I need
And I don't really care what you want
Bitch, I walk with a limp, got a chop to the knee
And I'ma get my cash in advance

I'm the man with the bands, I don't fuck with the feds
Bitch, I feel like I'm a bandit, abandon
Everything and know, that I'm a damaged image
Wont cut my wrist, I don't like that flow

Distortin my images, she gon' write my wrong
And I don't need the internet, just to write my own
Yea the splurgin immenent when i make my songs
Bitch, I do what I want, bitch, I do what I need

I don't care what these motherfuckers see
I'ma just do if it's me, I'm believeing in me
I'm the reaper to my own beliefs
Pop another cap of shrooms, and map the room

Money on my mind is like a mental tomb
But I'ma get on by just like I always do
And I never get the time to rest and always choose
Really cannot make my mind, I don't know what I need

Nah I really can't decide where I should plant the seeds
But definitely not up in her ovaries
When I put 'em in her mind, she can't get over me

REAPER TO MY OWN BELIEFS

ALL PLATFORMS

REAPER TO MY OWN BELIEFS (PROD. PLURE)

thank you for listening

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