Lyric video: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RybM1FhTQLk

I've been isolating, conversations running dry
Demons keep on grinning while some angels start to cry
Life's not fair.. yea we knew that from the start
Seems like people just don't care
What the fuck

Cash in the pocket for the man with the rocket
More bills for the man with the starving fam 
Crippling depression or dad's free money?
Post the latter on the 'gram, so you don't feel chubby

Internet messed with the heads of the young
Meds from the counter go onto the tongue
Family bitching, grades at a low
And y'all act surprised why the kid's got a rope

SMALL TALK IS A BITCH AND CONVERSATIONS LAST FOREVER
MODELS LOOK LIKE CANDY TILL YOU GET RID OF THE WRAPPER
MEDICINE, DROWN THE SINS, HOUSING IN MY SKULL
ADRENALINE, NON-EXISTENT, LIFE IS RATHER DULL

European heathen bleeding 'cause he took a beating
Eyes turn black, panic attack, yet he's still breathing
I feel like Riley Flynn, a pagan in a distant town
My way of thinking is a "sin", so i don't make a sound

Analysing detail by detail in this world of gloom
Blue eyes open up and now my girl about to drool
I've been dying since '95, now it's '22
I'm feeling fine, what to do?
Man, i wish i knew

SMALL TALK IS A BITCH AND CONVERSATIONS LAST FOREVER
MODELS LOOK LIKE CANDY TILL YOU GET RID OF THE WRAPPER
MEDICINE, DROWN THE SINS, HOUSING IN MY SKULL
ADRENALINE, NON-EXISTENT, LIFE IS RATHER DULL

SMALL TALK IS A BITCH AND CONVERSATIONS LAST FOREVER
MODELS LOOK LIKE CANDY TILL YOU GET RID OF THE WRAPPER
MEDICINE, DROWN THE SINS, HOUSING IN MY SKULL
ADRENALINE, NON-EXISTENT, LIFE IS RATHER DULL

SMALL TALK

If Life Gave Me Lemons, They Would Be Left To Rot

Thank you for listening
Sincerely, 99

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Lyrics:

Woke up with a soda pop
Been gaming till the dawn of light
Nobody will bother calling me
Nike slippers on my feet

TV brightness, i'm in bed
Looking at her silhouette
Catching up on Breaking Bad
Willy White be getting head

Shoutout to my day ones overseas ay
File full of memories to never be deleted
Ya boi was underrated every second of the day
He resurrected with a vengeance, took it out on the buffet

Soul pitch dark
Blue eyes spark
Ninety nine up next
Gimme caviar

Joey in the pickup
Avoiding potholes
Got a bag full of liquor
And a girl made of gold

Took her ass to the beach
Ass like a peach (nice)
Acting all shy and then out came the freak (yuh)

Five, six, seven, eight, nine, nine
To the store, buying shades
That's how hard my dick shines

Go to war, with a spade
Imma dig up landmines
Even though i put them there myself to blow up headlines

Soul pitch dark
Blue eyes spark
Ninety nine up next
Gimme caviar

Soul pitch dark
Blue eyes spark
Ninety nine up next
Gimme caviar

You are listening to Baron FM, this is your host 99 Baron with the daily news. Riots have broken out in the city center following the president's speech this morning.  Socks and sandals are apparently back in the game, i repeat... 
Socks and sandals are apparently back in the game, i repeat... 
Socks and sandals are apparently back in the game, i repeat... 
Socks and sandals are apparently back in the game, i repeat... 
Socks and sandals are apparently back in the game, i repeat...

CAVIAR

Thank you for listening
Sincerely, 99

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But son..

Cousin of Death

Black Sheep

Soda Can Galore

Lyrics:

Fantasies
Horrid imagination
Dreams of revenge 
Look at my face while you cave in
No mercy, no more talk
You fucking vermin
Stop the begging, stop the crying
I fucking earned this

One, two, three
Motherfuckers in my sight
Locked in the basement
Lotta barking but no bite
I'm the ventriloquist
Make my puppets dance n shit
Feed 'em nothing but maggots and rice
Widen my grin as i sharpen the knife

Fantasies
Horrid imagination
Dreams of revenge 
Look at my face while you cave in
No mercy, no more talk
You fucking vermin
Stop the begging, stop the crying
I fucking earned this

One, two, three
Motherfuckers in my sight
Locked in the basement
Lotta barking but no bite
I'm the ventriloquist
Make my puppets dance n shit
Feed 'em nothing but maggots and rice
Widen my grin as i sharpen the knife

Murder isn't just illegal because it's bad
I think it's because too many people would do it

Blood on the walls
Hell, all i see is red
Fists on a frenzy 
Hell, all i see is red
Teeth on the floor
Hell, all i see is red
Drill to your dome
Hell, all i see is red

Blood on the walls
Hell, all i see is red
Fists on a frenzy 
Hell, all i see is red
Teeth on the floor
Hell, all i see is red
Drill to your dome
Hell, all i see is red

The Freezing Wings of God

Lyrics:

99 majestic, got a temper
Boy, don't test it
Better find an exit
Might just end up in a casket
Back to slaving for the weekend
Life is made of plastic
Hate all of you fuckers
And i'm not even tryna mask it

City full of crosses
Equal amount of crackheads
Waiting to be saved while they yelling
"Where the meth at?!"
Being optimistic
Another thing i'm bad at
Gave up on humanity 
Too many things i'm mad at

Spent all of my cash on a PS5
Been fuckin up NPC's all night
Gotta stay inside
Gotta try to hide
All the hate for the people i dislike
Durban curry noodles right in front of me
While listening to Shameless $uicide
Good guy, bad mind

I've been feeling like i'm trapped
Since the day i arrived
Blasphemous arrival
In a country of God
I just lit my fucking torch
But i had to think twice
I didn't immigrate to Norway
Gotta turn a blind eye

Eenie meenie miney moe
Who the fuck is gonna show?
I've been waiting patiently
For homies from around the globe
To save me from this boredom
Got a ish? I call em
Sad as fuck on Skype
Man is acting as if he saw them

Fuck this shit, i'm done
Fuck this shit, i'll run
Might just cop a gun
And aim it at the fucking sun
Ain't no point in trying
Ain't no point in lying 
Cuz if this the way to go
I might as well be fucking dying

Mentally Sick, Physically Thick

Stomping on dem bodies like i'm motherfuckin Isaac Clarke
Leash around my neck, i chew it off, bitch i'm not here to bark

Double six two five
Represent the O.D.N.
Cruisin down yo block
In the G.W.M. hoe

Y'all know me as pepsi boy
Hoes they call me pretty boy
Puttin me on a pedestal
My dad he call me lazy boy

Mister Willy Wonka
Got a gal made out of chocolate
Shawty poppin eyes outta their socket since 2000

Flippy flop
Socky sock
It's fexin-all-of-my-shine o'clock
Dripped out, lights out
Another fucking black out

Spittin bars in the dark
Something to get used to
One pill for the O.C.D.
But today i feel like poppin two

B-A-R-O-N
I'm the man (yuh)
99 bullets in the mag, wish you ran (huh?)
Blue gaze mane
I'm a social pariah
All i want for Christmas is a gag for Mariah

Say hello to my little friend
About to meet the end
Say hello to my devil eyes
About to meet demise
What are your chances?
I would say low, ain't no halo
99's legions hibernating in volcanoes

Got them demons rising out the pit
Train em for the fun of it
Unleash them on humanity now all of y'all are bricking it
The way the flames engulf the planet
Ashes cover most of heaven
Serpent's servant serving sermons
Deano such a fucking burden

99 BARON