prod. @dancinginrainfall, @youmid & @chewy, & @broketeen

    s/o yung bruh

lyrics //
sacrilegious, refusing to give a shit
but the pastor just offered me a couple ritalins and minute maid
bitch's eyes wandering farther than where my father is 
causing me to grip the katana and let division play
containing me is similar to my depression
the more that i try to hide it, the more that it runs rampant
thats the reason why im writing shit 24/7
about spreading cerebellums while mimicing what is said in this

you might be wondering why im not selling records
cause not everything's about all the checks
im sitting desolate spending my seconds telling companions bout my intelligence
while crying in a cell of my mental essence in elegance

grape swishers and acres of lean residue
switchblades and vigorous incisions to reticles
i told him bout the spectacle known as my victim's ventricles
so when i severed him, it was so that he'd get a better view
heaven's hell to a nigga like me
how can i relieve myself if i cannot leave people deceased?
nicotine and ether lost inside the breath in the cathedral
im forever just a teen who releases to please fiends and shit
i was never participating in barking
if the opposition's spotted, theyre put down, thats obvious
concocting rotten sloppy shit for popping lobbyists
thats guaranteed to give you first spot upon the naughty list
posted up with lucifer, ruling with my malevolence
im staring for that serotonin, bearing a machete with
fentanyl connected to the end of the metal tip
preparing just to end a bitch's life with a deadly kiss

redhanded while fucking the game presently
with leftover evidence present upon my freshest tee
negligent of whoever has the testes of testing me
i leave them in the dirt and stomp them out, let them test defeat
you know its me like an ex whenever theyre texting you
or when you see my body next to you under a crescent moon

posted up with porcelain kettles to crash a fortress with
some whores and her corporate posted with jim morrison
the doors hold splatters of an older bitch's porridge
after slipping on the forest of organization's organisms
call me crazy, but im bout to make a porn of this
and title it "a 3 minute horror movie with shorter bitches"
know the mission is not to blow the proportion
but to make all of these hoes kiss my dick and let them hold the kids in
catch me vandalizing morgues
while proposing the notion for all you niggas to grow relations with ropes
or focus on your controller, dont worry about my own
before your socials are flooded with r.i.p.'s and condolences
hope you niggas get folded enough to grow
or blow out your fucking brains after failing to even blow
just know, once your flow of publicity's turning old
youll catch me lurking with hatchets instructed to take your soul

face cold expressionless waiting to go below
with tears under your cheek like a yung bruh emoticon

u,__u

http://soundcloud.com/dancinginrainfall

lyrics //
too dizzy, im starting to spit and vomit this
eliminating fathers as retribution to foster kids
daughters grab scarves as calming methods since honestly
my bars flow inside of a snowball, thats why im chilling
strictly business when stripping these beats naked
dont take it inside the anus when bodies is claimed avidly
your favorite rapper painted in red soon as this tape release
so please take position and station your body onto a seat
post mortem maniacly forcing 90 percent of my sword into a whore to lick the iron off
floorboards covered in human remains, effortless
my pessimistic energy ending the fucking continent
bother him, plunging katanas in your esophagus
and coming out raw like john cena when dropping this
supply me with the oxys and get em back empty handed
disbanding entire clansmen, planning murders in spanish
bam goes the shotty obliterating cabeza
explaining my schizophrenia to a door: cobain is us
hanging from a lanyard, dancing with satan 
making up fictitious situations like midgets thats tryna scrape the sun
done, one time for my r a p
especially because im bathing beats, checking for suds
sobriety's an antagonist thats coming with drugs
i pickpocket him and take a swig of liquor and run

come through with a norfleet beside me
im flying out my pores, stop eyeing at me sideways
just because my appearance creates migraines
look forward, keep your eyes straight

skipping through dimensions demented on several levels
intending to end myself in the past tense so im dead this month
step inside her mansion, erect, edging until im done
planning to make cerberus jealous from all the head i won
zero weapons when catching you hopping fences
i teleport like a dead bitch shifting into the heaven realm
self explanatory how i left 
but anyways it ended in you 12 bands shorter and had your neck with slits
breathe slower than brandon mccartney sleeping
inside of a grave 6 feet deep swallowing lean and shit
beaver with the writtens, excalibur with the lyrics
im nearing the end, zoning to 93feetofsmoke
see me spiraling into a great depression
regretting seeing my bathroom mirror ahead my corridor
shawty said "choking is for them sluts", i guess im one
cluttered camera roll of my body off of the floor, im bored

catalyst ◇ prod. ayazra

http://soundcloud.com/dancinginrainfall

       http://youtube.com/watch?v=nmJoP6wqNFw

きゃりーぱみゅ

mixed & mastered by @sprayspray
edited 'Night Lovell - where do we go'

where do we go // yuracual remix

chocolate god on the beat fr
wrote this in a day

prod. @knri @tenesan @luckynumbrs
    s/o @dancinginrainfall & angelica <3

lyrics //
behind closed doors, my pacifism is questioned
investigated for murders of instrumentals, forget the instance
my screws loose quite obvious, who you telling?
you can find them balls deep in her jaw at 12 when i left her
never holding on the same skills for days
today i was kissing rain and it turned into hail, cracked the pavement
explaining how i am able to strangle kids with statements
is like a famed bitch sprayed out the womb with a paycheck
i was born with it, posted on the porch
stone cold corpse folded on both of my clothes holding it
knowing no remorse, enjoying the snow left in her pores
this aint the worse it could go, i still could go to the clit
bro im starving, i aint eat in over (what is it?)
and thats the reason why i am rolling over for 4 minutes
pro sinner throat full of opium and old dishes
most say im vile and heartless until they go where my dick is

appearing out your house, mouth out with a severed tooth
appearance looking out of it, spouting out of infected wounds
peers would be astounded, a spouse by my retinas
i told her keep her blouse out, your partner couldnt cherish you
let me drop a fucking flagellum, abort it
then travel towards ayazra, we're posted up in new orleans
i never was loving bitches, theyre simply for enjoyment
i lie and say shes gorgeous, trash bag over head with my dick
know the motive was to catch a nut and roll with it
she still got attached so shawty lives in my storage dead
when i came, words were spoken from her over beds
told her get to stepping unless you are dropping portishead
more than sex is a fallacy i told you
on the first day i met you, surprised that it would work, im blessed
the meds taking control of both our motions
end result of that is her corpse holding a chrome to her chest

alternate dimensions when im breaking through the door
phasewalking in my sector to teleport to the morgue again
more than demonstration's required, im telling to your friends
everyone around you, im higher than they can understand
going harder than cold food infront of fans
dancing with my maker, i made him land on top of his head
so second guess what your planning upon attempting
i put "i" in between rp pills, thats why im deadly
riding solo like a hoe with no goals
a rope with no throat, imposing to resort to blow
tecs to the trachea of a wealthy pedestrian
if i cannot adore what youre handling then nobody gets it
slay endorphins inside of a pained homeless bitch
and leave her aorta decaying once i behold a kiss
lonely and immortal with flows is how im known to kids
and thats why im still recording this, im a ghost in a fit

salient ◇ prod. knri, det, & eyes2k

<djbleach> House Of The Dead Anthem Prod. SCUM

More Needles To Calm The Voices, Or So I Was Told.

22 Piercings

[Prod: @nrytia]
[Mix: Me]

Sample : YuYu Hakusho - Romance

romance. [PROD. ULTEYR]

@dancinginrainfall 

i said goooo
apply that pressure cause im bleeding
tongue tied tongue tied to me to me
i know everything girl i just wanna do sum

i told that bitch i study darkness
flying black flags make him walk it🏴‍☠️🏴‍☠️
imma shoot his ass cause im heartless
havent felt a damn thing since i started this
unchain my fucking heart break the silence
this rig going down im the pilot
i cant feel a thing bitch i need it
every single fucking day bitch im feenin
yeah, mantis blades in my arms
a tee is what we put him on
you wont catch me im insane bitch
he still practicing my aim bitch
dont gaf bout fame bitch
yeah my name that shit haunted
two cloaks in make his house haunted

@awkwasoxks

we be hittin juggs
run down wit dat blick
catch me wit yo bitch
ima plead da fith 
damn 
run up get u get fff man
leanin like a kickstand
juggn fo dem quick bands

i cant eva stop
bih i beat da block
workin round da clock
we gon up dat glokk

said she want me back 
i cant eva go out bad
she gon make me sad
scars on my heart i got scabs
come round u get tagged
we gon get u tapped 
trade u fo dat bag
off dat pack i lag
yo bih she a nag
eat my dick she gaggin
spark up we be gassin
ima turn u into past tense
bitch we toatin poles im never lackin
haha to the bank im laffin

where do we go // yuracual remix

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