RUNNING THRU THE NIGHTCORE FT. ASTROGRRL(prod. MORECALCIUM)

GHOJIRA-IDFKFREESTYLE(PROD.TRIPLESIXDELETE)

instrumental: https://soundcloud.com/k_i_l_l_s_t_a_t_i_o_n/asphault?in=k_i_l_l_s_t_a_t_i_o_n/sets/glorify-this&utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing
Lyrics. 

And everyday 
my mind feels like, im drifting away 

away.

The stars turn grey 
as evil innocence starts to decay 

away.

my intention stays 
the two face moon decides to stay 

away.

(Its The InterludeToNothing,  Basically What Its Always Been)

ending.

I don't even know why I still care for you 

Half the things that you made me do

tear me down and make me something new

Asphalt.  kill [+prod. Killstation]

HOT BOY SUMMER EP PERFORMED AND PROD BY @NICKYOTS AND @IAMCAPOFLEXX ON INSTAGRAM

40 WINKS (Prod. Nickyots)

XANAX x SEXHARUKO

mata (prod sffr)

N.*.K.E

salary blown on coke and jack daniels
not referencin the soda pop, nostril packin substantials
got medicine bottles holdin lots, all stashed in the flannel
every other organ persevere what cardiac couldn't handle
what else is new, if i forgot to call back, circumstantial
shelf containin the bible, clutch it from mad different scandals
pulled the sword from its stone, the edges dull we done hadda hit anvils
king couldn't live up to his name so the gatherin cancelled
christian dior matchin the sandals, spark a match to the candle
everyday happen to gamble, used to smoke packs of the camel
crushes in abundance push or shove, no fucks given about my well-being
strictly the swell speaking, wish i never felt freezin
wish i never felt no feelings, behind the shell sleepin
used to be luxurious compared to all the extra shit
nemesises every inch henny sippin, and penicillin
meant to kill the hellhounds, soundin more like myself, bitch i'm trippin

kid done kept a rocket in his denim pockets
he tried to holla at his ex but she done said to stop it
disassembly lever met him and his head is throbbin
but pussy's pussy, pussy boy, guarantee necks is poppin
snow bunnies hoppin down the trail, thought i seen peter cotton
i can't relate to them, the paths i'm walkin be untrodden
finger brushed the fruits of the labor, but the peels was rotten
the fuck i'm workin for, next century we forgotten
but i still wake up every afternoon and need to clock in
we never adapted, we adopted
we sacrifice our sanity ain't even pleased wit the profits
if i peep the pearly gates, he gon take the key and then lock it

N.*.K.E

3Gnetwrk

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