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Daily Drops 23

Notions X Mvko - Mess Around (prod. Fallen)

Produced by Bhasper 
Engineering by ProdJordanJay

Lyrics:

This dope that i smoke 
Leave you faded to the bone 
Outta zone
all alone
I got sins you can’t atone
been on my own
even when i wasn’t grown
Fuck a loan
I own everything 
that i own 
fuck a throne
Just tryna get blown
and Be 
A better unknown
motherfuckas glued to their phone 
They wouldn’t know a good time
even if it was shown

It’s already been established 
That I got mental issues
Stress will age you
My thoughts
Never have a curfew  
These drugs 
Can and will destroy you 
Paranoid 
My mental illness 
Ain’t your costume 
You’d kill yourself if you lived in these shoes
And  OD from the  drugs I consume 
Do’s and Don’ts
We’re never taught to me 
There is nothing else 
No apostrophe  
I am empty 
Dwelling in this agony 
I can’t help but panic 
what’s next for me
a life  
not lived 
is a sin 
figuratively and literally 
 I can get under your skin 
IF YOU’RE FEELING TIRED
then you’re preaching to the choir 
how you talk a lot 
but you really ain’t say nothin 
bitch my livers been failing 
but what’s new
i’ve been a failure ever since i left the whom
couldn’t even succeed at suicide 
i don’t even know who I am Inside 
I see all these pseudo intellectuals
 in the comments 
Trying to gate keep hip hop  
And hate on my content. 
Saying I needa stop making music 
that my stuff is fuckin garbage
Ha
This is real rap
Quit it with your persona 
Or I’ll send your motherfuckin ass Jehovah 
No fucks given 
Not even an iota 
Got people who want me dead from the UK 
To TACOMA 
I BEG THEM TO COME KILL ME
SO I DONT GOTTA SUFFER 
Crazy motherfucka 
Habitual loner
I would take a bullet for no one but my mother
Window paint
Gel tabs with some gold flakes
Flat affect 
Gotta Emotionless face 
Dump your body in some chemicals
Now you’re Unidentifiable 
No pump fakes
Bitch I’m all in 

Glad I got a pot to piss in 
Feeling brazen 
Most my life I’ve wanted to run before I could walk 
Plagued by these thoughts 
Hate when my hallucinations begin to talk
I bottle my shit up 
Always getting fucked up
Do a whole line just to wake me back up

Just 
Tryin keep my head afloat 
What is life
When I wake up just to grieve some more 
Hungover laying on the floor 
Pain getting worse 
Hopped out the whip
Like it was a  hearse 
But I don’t feel reborn 
ash on the floor board  
I feel so forlorn 
Doing enough drugs to kill a horse 
You ask me how I’m doing 
Alive but dead Inside 
That will be my reply 
I feel so fucked up 
Everytime that I think of you I lose Mind 
Cause I know that 
I will never again 
Get to speak to you 
I Held his body 
As his energy floated off into space 
Gasping for air like a fish out of water 
No one can fathom 
the anguish that I harbor

To Whom It May Concern (Prod. Bhasper)

GO RUN UP THE HOMMIES SHIT @STEMODITY DP GANG 


FT. @STEMODITY
prod. @ISTASHA

LYRICS:
[stemodity]
crawling my way out of a place that stays veiled,
dripping with blood infused with the feeling of betrayal,
somebody's gotta win at the end of the deal,
turned over to the wolves who give a fuck how you feel,
there's ones who break their bones and scrape skin for their next meal,
we're ones to break phones and complain about chemtrails,
can't wash away the shame like blood on the staircase,
finding life a drag, nobody called it a fair race...

wishin for a ticket to get over the nightmare,
got you rotting in your mind, you turn around and it's right there,
leakin, bleedin, screamin, jumpscared by peripherals,
lil stevie can't seem to get a grip on the meaning of control,
sorry bout the sheets,didn't mean to get the blood soaked,
liquor won't wash away the sin but the floods will,
I don't got no problem finding out the vibes
inside the room im leavin soon to my tomb 'fore the doom ensues...

[BRUXISM]
Take Ls and tell tales, (tails),
I'll take heads,
two face(d) bitches with fake nails, and filler in their lips 
Yeah You talk shit, not gon' drink your flavor aid it's toxic,
Don't you look back, right on sight you'll turn to salt bitch,
Uh oh!
Uh oh!
Who's that? who's said what I say ain't sell?
Blowing up my phone like Ted Kazinski sending mail,
Night flyer, cryptic cryptid mystifter,
You can watch the shadows in your cave all you desire,
Scratching the itch, antihistamine,
Listen see, follow my words like scopolamine,
all you need know is not knowing's enough for me,
Others seek knowledge, acknowledgement,  sympathy,
I just kill in cold blood on some Gacy, Bundy, Dalmer shit, 
I am Bruxism's complete lack of humbleness
When the hunted turns hunter you'll learn the word plunder,
it burns, the church crumbles,
the hunchback of nothing,
So sick, I can barely speak, look into my eyes,
Pollution is online and Digital our time...

Border/Line Ft. Stemodity (prod. Istasha The Scrub)

Last track of the year 
Re-engineered , mixed, and mastered, previously released on the house of horrors mixtape hosted by Deadg6d

Control

Control (Prod Esthetic Gloom)

JMattson X MVKO X Sadzilla - GONNA COST YA [Prod. Krona]

w/https://soundcloud.com/liltiredeyes?utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing

Cover art:https://www.instagram.com/danzaro.jpg

The Town

$witchblade x lil sleepy - The Town

GOD COMPLEX (PROD. GASHUM)

PAY UP

Numb$kull & Mvko - Blackout Curtains

prod. by butterwrld
additional prod. by zaki ali

lyrics 

I don’t wanna talk about it 
I just wanna be about 
Then we could all see about it 
I don’t feel the need to count on 
Any motherfucker 
Looking petty motherfucker 
I’ve already suffered 
Severing syllables
Till I’m fucked up (Fuck)


Still pressed
cause of the fact everyone’s stuck up
Feel depressed
so I have to hit up enough plugs 
To drum up the probability 
There’s enough drugs
To numb my fucking brain 
And maintain I stay drugged up
Delicate, so I generate hellish ways 
To accelerate just to help my pain 
Celebrate, psychedelic developments
That envelop my zealous 
Compelling nature to rebel
against you fellas 
irrelevant and so fucking jealous 


I don’t want let it get the best of me
I definitely (stress)
Got a cemetery in my mind 
because you’re dead to me (dead) 
Work a lot 
I stir the pot 
Cause bitch, I got some recipes (chef)
The nerve you got 
Is sure to pop my vein 
Need more than therapy (yeah)

I don’t want let it get the best of me
I definitely (dread)
Got a cemetery in my mind 
because you’re dead to me (dead)
Every day and every night 
My feelings bright as ecstasy (ex)
Eventually I’m lead to see 
My destiny (yeah)


Pardon, I’m stuck in between 
Fantasies you contaminated 
Starting to feel
Like the fucks that I give
have been amputated (fuck)
Tough to live 
But, it’s harder to forgive 
I don’t plan on caving  (no)
My hearts a canvas  
Cut myself
To use my blood to paint this 
Touch of incision 
enough given to brush my pain with 
Another figment of infatuation 
To escape with 
Face it, it’s basic 
I’m basically desperate 
Enough to self destruct 
Just to have someone to lay with 
Because I crave it (I crave it)

Killing, I’ve been feeling like I’ve fallen 
In the middle of a battle with my shadow 
Shield the fact that I’ve been living 
Like an asshole when I grapple 
With these graphic thoughts
My spirit fucking rattles off these lyrics  
That attack on my appearance 
Back with my fears 
I make these habits be my nearest 
Form of happiness
I steer it till I’m manic 
And a tragic fate 
Adheres to my enchanted state 
Reality, I animate with pills 
Till I contaminate the mirror 

Mirror, mirror on the wall 
Burn all of my fucking flaws 
Into urns and let me fall 
With these words 
Until I crawl to observe
the base of my frustrations 
From the start 
All I could recall
is that you broke my fucking heart 

I don’t want let it get the best of me
I definitely 
Got a cemetery in my mind 
because you’re dead to me
Work a lot 
I stir the pot 
Cause bitch, I got some recipes 
The nerve you got 
Is sure to pop my vein 
Need more than therapy 

I don’t want let it get the best of me
I definitely 
Got a cemetery in my mind 
because you’re dead to me
Every day and every night 
My feelings bright as ecstasy 
Eventually I’m lead to see 
My destiny 
Let it be

LIVE LAUGH LOBOTOMY

Suicide Door (Ft. Stemodity)

LYRICS:


If you down with this track
Put yo hands in the air 
Fuck any mothafucka 
Doubting ME
I don’t care
KEEP THOSE THOUGHTS AND PRAYERS
FOR YOUR FUCKING SELF 
Might as well go fuck yourself 
And call that help


Every person you will ever love
will perish 
Even if that person is yourself 
Gotta find something 
That will satisfy your mental health 

People will always have opinions of you
Even if it can’t be further from the truth 
Pick your battles cause not every 
person will like you

You can flip a 180
Promise I’m living proof 
Tryna learn patience 
so that I’m not aloof
But it’s hard when there’s stupid mothafuckas 
All around too
Now on I’m on to round 2
 Finally in tune 
realizing 
It’s up to me to choose 
What i wanna do
Either sit in the gloom 
Or put the negativity in the tomb 
 
So it doesn’t consume 
Here to slaughter every hard day that I face 
Hit the gym 
to fuck up some weights
Don’t let your life go to waste 
Diamond in the rough
Gotta lot to Discuss
Now I’m rolling up 
So I can get high as fuck 

You aren’t a thought
You Gotta transcend it 
I can read you front to back 
Like an exit 
talking big behind that screen
But not about it 
Methodical not very spontaneous 
Tryna Kick two habits simultaneous 

 On a journey 
to being the best version 
of myself that’s a promise
Not here to entertain 
the mirage of alliance
often bite my knuckle 
Stoppin myself from violence 
Not looking for yo  guidance 
People chronically 
erroneous just like pseudoscience 
Yet they permeate it with such confidence 

In acceptance with the fact that I’m ephemeral 
Losing you was Ineffable 

Been through so much mental turmoil 
in my brains soil
Wish I could Shorten my problems 
like an initial 
Initially I didn’t believe in myself 
Now I came to terms with these cards that I’ve been dealt

If you down with this track
Put yo hands in the air 
Fuck any mothafucka 
Doubting ME
I don’t care
KEEP THOSE THOUGHTS AND PRAYERS
FOR YOUR FUCKING SELF 
Might as well go fuck yourself 
And call that help

I DON'T CARE

I DON'T CARE (Prod. Bhapser)

Shade Apollo & Xstitch - Psychopomp

@CoaastGxd - Dear God...
Produced by @apixxbeats
Engineered, mixed, and mastered by Eddy Vocals @ lyrics studio
Artwork arranged by Halo Blaack

Lyrics
Cauterized minds
Televised lies
Hell is online
Why try when the well has gone dry
Blunt when I ride
Pump at the side
Not satisfied til my life is a landslide
I been in the church pews one too many times
I was screaming at the sky
"You was supposed to be my guide"
Now it's 20 years later still awaiting your reply
I'm surprised that I'm still alive

Do you remember the days I would run around dazed
No smoke haze
Lost in the fog of my brain
Trying to understand why there was so much pain
(There was so much pain)
Couldn't make it make sense so I felt self-shame
What about the time I was 5 dialing 911 cause my mom might die
Watch her roll out the house in a gown
Paramedics had her strapped down
Sat down with my sister crying on the wet ground
My whole life I been a let down
Hoping I would get lost
Never get found
Never felt well-rounded
Never felt feet grounded
Keep to myself
Dumbfounded
Thought I could count on God but he kept bouncing
Turned all small mounds into big mountains
Now my demons got me surrounded
And I can't stop drowning

Cauterized minds
Televised lies
Hell is online
Why try when the well has gone dry
Blunt when I ride
Pump at the side
Not satisfied til my life is a landslide
I been in the church pews one too many times
I was screaming at the sky
"You was supposed to be my guide"
Now it's 20 years later still awaiting your reply
I'm surprised that I'm still alive

Where did you go
When my sister was running the blade on her wrist
Where did you go
When my Momma had all of this pain that I couldn't fix
Where did you go
When my homie felt so low he had to cease to exist
Where did you go
Cause it seems you were never really there at all

I'm down on my knees and I'm begging you please
Gimme something to believe
I'm in a bungalow burning up trees and I'm searching for echoes that never repeat
My life is in stasis
If God creates all the races
Then he must've made the racists
The pain, the heinous, and the faceless
The world is ablaze
And my god on hiatus
All hail almighty, the greatest (Yah)
Gave up my soul
Couldn't save this (Yah)
The world is ablaze
And my god on hiatus
All hail almighty, the greatest (Yah)
Gave up my soul
Couldn't save this (Yah)

Cauterized minds
Televised lies
Hell is online
Why try when the well has gone dry
Blunt when I ride
Pump at the side
Not satisfied til my life is a landslide
I been in the church pews one too many times
I was screaming at the sky
"You was supposed to be my guide"
Now it's 20 years later still awaiting your reply
I'm surprised that I'm still alive

I'm surprised that I'm still alive

COAASTGXD

Dear God...

COAASTGXD out now

Dear God... [prod. APiXx]

Prod. ISVVC @isvvcisvvcisvvc

Might just start a revolution 
Fuck a state and institution 
How they herd up everybody
Burning imaginary money

Everything you flexing
Everybody that you texting
They’ll be dead in thirty minutes
Stopping by to make a visit 

Home invasion rope abrasion
Breaking inside no invitation 
Where’s your fucking fronting bitch
Said that you were something bitch

Why you falsifying 
What you getting from the lying 
You won’t get no respect from me
Boutta gut you up put you to sleep

Got a stack of twenties
Now my nose is dripping runny
Stop right by the liquor store
I’m taking out a brick or so

Load a pistol smoking crystal
We got real no artificial 
Fuck a color and a set 
Bitch I’m a runner and a threat

Pumping a shotty you wanna copy 
All I be spitting you rap as a hobby
Bitch I’m on a wave no way will I say
Yes to a shit tape with the beats that you made

Fucking around and I’m feeling invincible
I got no heart inside I got no principles
Open a packet of woods in the trunk I be
Faded and swerving this shit is all fun to me

Whoa stood up too fast and I’m too cashed
Tapping out quick knew you wouldn’t last 
No to a trash hoe stop in El Paso 
Gripping on tecs but I ran outta ammo

Foes fed em to crows 
Step in the place and I’m here with my woes 
Making a toast head is still froze
Dead in the lake is the way that it goes

Quarantine

Natural Selection

03 Ludacris

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I DON'T CARE (Prod. Bhapser)

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