PRAY FOR PLAGUES

i hope u cry 2 this...

lyrics:

Bitch im on the brink yuh
Blood in the sink yuh
Its killing me yuh
How could it be?
Don’t know what I believe yuh
But I don’t see ya
Pray I don’t sink yuh
I need leave
I s o l a t e don’t bother me…
Why u so fake ur dead 2 me

Yah That shit in my in blood
Coming down I feel the rush
I was on my last
Let it go to waste for the mothafuckin drugs
Wanna run away turn it all into dust
Walkin thru the smoke and its fillin up my lungs
Thinkin bout this shit im chasing everything I luv
something bout the dark that keep me within its touch

Im Spinning under the ceiling
And I can’t conceal it
Im caught in the feeling
Yuh
Drowning Like nobody out there could hear me
But u keep on calling and I leave u empty

Bitch im on the brink yuh
Blood in the sink yuh
Its killing me yuh
How could it be?
Don’t know what I believe yuh
But I don’t see
Pray I don’t sink yuh
I need leave
I s o l a t e don’t bother me…
Why u so fake ur dead 2 me

Its all the same
Sinking into the pain
I’ll Go underneath
If u need me 2 To be
sum thing more than me
When we’re sinkin down down down into the deep

Bitch im on the brink yuh
Blood in the sink yuh
Its killing me yuh
How could it be?
Don’t know what I believe yuh
But I don’t see
Pray I don’t sink yuh
I need leave
I s o l a t e don’t bother me…
Why u so fake ur dead 2 me

POV THAT SINKING FEELIN IN UR GUT (PROD. TRIPLESIXDELETE)

COLDCASE W/ K.V.N +Prod. kvn+

Working Class Hero

Blue Suit Invincible

prod. by tengulovemoney
additional prod. by zaki ali 
written & performed by 4ria & gullyspit

lyrics
Transcend my sense of self worth, I can’t stop and pretend
I don’t hear the violent shudders uncovering thrills they condemn 
Lost in my mind, I’m coming with rhythms that I still figures a blend
Of every line I summon and the times I’ve been distant from friends
N-N-Nevertheless, my mind’s been fried from this commitment to spend 
All of my time, confined by limits spread like wicked incense 
V-V-Visions entrenched in vivid suspense 
In the event that I finish what’s next on the agenda, my mental laments  
While coming with sickness, so lyrically dense 
I’m seriously bent, spiritually wrecked  
It appears that I let many fears make my mental attempt to retreat to a dream
That indeed may appease all my needs with a piece of relief 
R-R-Reaping the sudden new peaks of belief on the beat
Peep the parables that I may share in full 
Up from my pedestal, but I’ve been stuck underneath this and feeling too terrible
To sail up this river of tears to the sea   
Unavailable to any b*tch tryna be someone shareable 
Sh*t ain’t for sale, I’ve been beat and made frail 'till I feel like I’ve failed all my dreams 
Leave a trail of my words to assail you
I lead holy grails of these pills, now I’m pale and a freak 
Lived a tale of deceit
I can’t stand, leave me be 
My feelings have really grown stale from the heat 
That b*tch took everything I gave for granted 
I could run the gamut, but I’m f**king damaged 
Try to understand it, but the trust was rancid 
Love was underhanded 
You could crush my heart like I crush the granite when I’m f**king manic  
Plan to leave this planet then implode 
If you’ve seen my face then you’ve seen my panic 
F**k being candid with these hoes 

Insecticides and pesticides 
An OxyContin genocide, on autopilot
Silent, slow and steady suicide, so violent 
Death to my defective pride 
Death to my unkept desires 
Death to my perceptive mind from any kind of reckless lie 
Death to these collected rhymes 
Death to dreams I emphasized
Nothing left to be incentivized when death’s upon my eyes 
Death to being westernized 
Death to any enterprise 
Death to my perceptive mind from each and all your wretched lies 

Death to lines I kept confined 
Death to time I’m stuck inside 
The stomach fills with parasites and then the body dies 
I guess I’m right to fear the barrel when it’s pressed between my eyes 
I feel the finger send vibrations from that hairpin, let it fly 
I crush the sample left me decomposed
erode and then I’m back to life 
I guess I got a habit predisposed to waste my f***ing time
I really thought I’d make it 
Really thought I’d turn out fine
Guess smoking on insecticides does wonders for the mind
Now I got 12 all in my face like a clock
I’m getting wound up by the second
Hope the words I’m saying stick
I hope my message leaves your threatened 
Sending mentions, best be careful
Past the threshold like a tenant
Leave you bloated looking pregnant, pure resentment manifested 
I connected every nerve up on my body like a circuit 
Now my appetite is endless
Now I fester for a purpose 
Let me worship my distraction 
Watch my stomach get distended 
Got you all along my fingers, a spectator for the wreckage

D-D-Death to Mother Nature, regrets rest on these records 
Death to my confessions 
Every session, I’ve contested
The test of time, you’ll never find a lie within this message 
My identity’s been intertwined with rhymes and pure resentment  
And by design, I’ll lie awake each night with these reflections of deception
You deflected, now the pain is endless 
Kick back, tit for tat, b*tches love to brag  
Eye for an eye ‘till the whole world is f**king blind 
I arrive at the conclusion that everybody still lies 
Rhymes provide solutions for my ill advised lifetime 
Death and all the rest
I’ll bid you farewell and goodbye (x4)

DEATH AND ALL THE REST W/ GULLYSPIT

POSSESSION: 7th Circle

MOTEL 666

Compromised Position

brain // inside out

Prod Michael Link
Stream: https://too.fm/k4142j9

Lyrics:

I don’t talk a lot 
Got no ceiling like I dropped the top 
They don’t pop and I’m bussin now 
Yes I’m burning hot 
And I heard they like smoke and fire
Contemplate if I’ll spark or not 
I’m like Zabuza the way my blade fucking chop you up
And hide your parts in a parking spot 
I can’t cuff a thot 
And don’t fit in what’s the fucking problem?
No sinning I’m a man of God 

Why, put that pussy on me? 
I enlist in murder baby
Do you not care about yourself?
Is you not fucking crazy? 
Die
Stick with me you’re gonna die 
Guarantee it wouldn’t lie 
You only live for like a second anyway 
Then you rot 

Off em 
Radio bomb em 
Middle weight toss em , right off the stage (aye)
Often these bitches awful 
Bitch and I’m awesome 
That’s why I get paid (aye)
Lost it, center the moshpit 
It’ll be dark soon, you’ll never see day 
Wait for a coffin 
Why are you coughin?
You wanted this smoke that I’m blowin your face
Hitting em regardless of lookin both ways 
Finna hit em with a car if these pussys don’t break 
Wait , stop talking bullshit out the side of your head 
Because my Glock doesn’t like it and it’s looking for a reason it could - 

Talk a lot 
Got no ceiling like I dropped the top 
They don’t pop and I’m bussin now 
Yes I’m burning hot 
And I heard they like smoke and fire
Contemplate if I’ll spark or not 
I’m like Zabuza the way my blade fucking chop you up
And hide your parts in a parking spot 
I can’t cuff a thot 
And don’t fit in what’s the fucking problem?
No sinning I’m a man of God 

Why, put that pussy on me? 
I enlist in murder baby
Do you not care about yourself?
Is you not fucking crazy? 
Die
Stick with me you’re gonna die 
Guarantee it wouldn’t lie 
You only live for like a second anyway 
Then you rot

TALK A LOT

FUCK YOUR SPEAKERS
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