engineered/co-prod: @sastrp

lyrics: 
you want it back then nigga shoot for it 
i been about it i’m a rude boy 
i bring it back then buss her down that bitch a chew toy 
true story 
tell her see ya later bitch i’m too gorey 
nude whores, hennessy and hatred got ya dude snorin 
ooo boy baby independent ridin down rodeo 
ain’t no way tho lame and underpaid is how a hater day go 
LMNOP i’m dropping D all on this instrumental 
break a fuckin bag and bring it back 
she wanna taste the rainbow 

cock back 
hit a hater brain 
watchin whatcha say 
ima pain 
hanging w the gang 
bangin 808s 
what a shame 
he just fakin plays
ain’t gon spray a thang 
buddy lame 
keep the razor blade 
aimin for your vein 
maintain, ima maintain 
w my main thang 
w the k sangin bang bang 
it gon rain pain 
mk with the blade 
aj w the hk 
make plays hit the stage 
spinning shit like beyblades 
hey babe..

now how ya doin hoe?
i keep some monsters in my deck 
just like it’s yuh gi oh
and bitch you never had it bring a mag or keep it movin hoe 
i bring the static if you mad then fuckin shoot me hoe 
delusional

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grimoire: noir ver.1.77 (prod. adjacen7 x MERCYKILL)

Vices [prod. Nitrous]

lyrics:

you separate me from the rest
in my crematorium
i feel the burning in my chest
im still awake

but why the fuck am i still trippin up on time?
i panic on a dime
cuz my existence is terminal
driving edge of knives into my skin
im fine
you wont believe my lies
yea
yea
i wish i wasn’t discernible

i tried to drown my brain in Everclear until the damage that appeared finally killed me
i used to push the limits i was given ‘til they broke, and that decision came back to haunt me
i signed my own death warrant, my application
you be the judge, and i’ll be deprivation
abused my lungs from toxic inhalation 
need peace of mind, don’t need your medication

clotting; my blood
evolving; i’m not 
resolving; no thoughts
yea
yea
i feel invisible

so why the fuck am i still trippin up on time?
i panic on a dime
cuz my existence is terminal
driving edge of knives into my skin
im fine
you wont believe my lies
yea
yea
i wish i wasn’t discernible

Molotov Cocktail

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molotov cocktail

Deep October - RIP Behemoth (lofi remix)

Off Tha Map (Prod. VISY)

Habitual

Fields of butterflies 
To you I’d give
The summer sky 
Millions of doves that fly 
Feels like I’ve lived 
A hundred lives
Will you feel safe when 
Those flowers start to bloom
Months after the snow
That covered the room
That you gave them to grow 
There’s a time and a place for this 
Was a time when the high wouldn’t make you sick 
Well you sure pray a lot for an atheist
Sure feels like a high when you’re chasing it 
Some way somewhere
You feel familiar 
This feels familiar 
Some place Somewhere 
you feel familiar 
This feels familiar 

Hills if the sunny sky 
To you I’d give 
My mother’s child
Fields of the bloody isle 
It’s here I live 
And where I’ll die too 

Some place somewhere
This feels familiar 
This feels familiar 
Some place somewhere 
This feels familiar 
You feel familiar

the bloody isle (prod. thislandis)

ShyGuy

TECHNO THOT! (Prod. Y$57)

GIMME A SECOND

Vices [prod. Nitrous]

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