cover art by @sofuclaren

They knock down your door 
Then dull up your core
Then wait till its night when its right to take more
Like your eyes as they write your demise on the floor
With a cup full of lies purify all your sores 
Isnt this great
Cannot deny whats in store
I cannot wait 
To decay in the morgue 
X2 

They dig you out tomb
They lock you out room
Theres nothing to do and theres nowhere to move
And we cannot leave while we grieve what we lose
Like cogs in machines being squeezed out and used 
Isnt this great 
The pain we consume 
I cannot wait 
Till it all turns to truth

morgue [prod. takizava]

Cover art by Theo

Out my body where it sat 
All that talking faking anger i get way too used to that 
Locked in Cages in a lab but come alive in night to map 
crucifying racing rats while satisfying spacing bats 
x2

Out my body where it sat 
All that talking faking anger i get way too used to that 
Cages in a lab come alive in night to map
Sacrifice around the map
Sitting here contorted 
let it rain down pour shit 
Soak in front court shit while they
Poking at the stored shit  
Sentenced life no forced shit
Actor led to do decor shit while he
Dreaming dreams times 4 shit ya
Rulet with revolver guess we’ll see how this day goes 
On god feel i hate you all wanna send his ass the globe 
Then im off the this and that and sleep in golden glow 
Out my body looking down like damn he comatose 
Over working time over working over working
Clover purge the pines under cursing under cursing 
Burning soul and mind bodies hurting bodies hurting 
Turning through the lines sign is lurking sign is lurking

Dead Genius [Prod. Kill Ebola + Frdm.wav]

I aint done with you bitch 
Kill ebola do the pitch 
Do the drugs hit the itch 
Cut your guts Follow sin
Hallow fit Wallow in 
Tock is thin Knot in chin 
But thought is wind So Suck my dick lil bitch
Or spin on it like its fidget 
Swallow kin of burning bridges 
Running out of precious minutes
Locked inside an endless prison
Another role another goal for gold while under supervision 
Theres no difference if im living or existence where its hidden 
Falling stuck in place ya
I cant feel my face ya
Or whats left of life a tripping time a glimpse of savior 
The love a meal im late ya
Cannot feel the faith ya 
Pay back all i owe i know deep down i wont betray ya 
But Now its like a corpse im towing 
Seeking highs forever lowing 
Empathy throw off the loathing 
Apathy bloat over showing 
I dont know the state im going 

[Biv]

Mama ain't raise no bitch
Got a couple bands and it ain't fix shit
Check my mental off my list
Stomp when I pop out
Man got no face when the lights out
They don't play that shit homie pipe down
Sit in peace I'm a geek she bite down
Thoughts talk when I stay up
Got a mind of my own got my weight up
Run run for the funds that they made up
Watered down clowns they don't really pay up
Limited time make your way up
Fuck out my face
Fuck my day up
Bitch fuck out my face
Less you pay up
Too many faces
You made up
Mothafucka never show face
Fuck a no name
Man you a bitch made 
Runnin life at my own pace
Chrome clip to my left brain
Fuck around and relocate
Face fuck the fame
I got worse by the day
Bitch it's always this way
Taught by the loss
But I'm killed by the gains
Bitch I'm killed by the gains
Bitch it was never your business
Water they pockets
But dirt for the victims
They see nobody gone miss him
Playin a system
We been caught up in a mission
They put your life on a snippet
Fuck with they fixes 
Bitch that's a one way ticket
Bitch that's a one way ticket

Makeup w/ Biv [Prod. Kill Ebola + Frdm.wav]

weighted
i grew to love the restraints that you had put on me
i cry at the thought of you ever letting me free
hands on my chest and i don’t care if all the weight mean i can’t (breathe)
the bed is empty like my head now i can’t sleep

i feel your fingertips as they enter my bloodstream
the pain means nothing (yet), just happy you wanted to touch me
when it fades i’m in my room still feeling ugly 
ugh, still feeling ugly, ugh yeah
still feelin weighed down
tendancy to fall but i feel weightless on the way down
but now i’m in this pit and i can’t claw myself a way out
surroundings broken by my fist examine dents with shame
im prayin i can change the circumstance before it play out
ugh

i grew to love the restraints that you had put on me
i cry at the thought of you ever letting me free
hands on my chest and i don’t care if all the weight mean i can’t
the bed is empty like my head now i can’t sleep

the bed is empty like my head now i can’t sleep


weightless

it felt like i knew you for years so why did it break
stupid and naive for thinkin we ever could make it 
in panic attacks but i’m still holdin you through the shakes
tears in my eyes go thru boxes of all of your old shit
i cannot help but my eyelids they don’t wanna wake 

eb00b

Crawling into that blanket spin 
Like a leather rope on a starving neck 
Licking drug residue off my skin
The same way a blade carve in it 
I still got a whole lot to give 
But shitty businesses taking it 
Divine feminine golden gift 
Reality keep erasing it uh
Something that ill never know 
Or I fear ill get lost in it 
All that yang in soul never glows 
Machinery hunt cost your bliss 
Apocalypse lost in our sin 
Quit sipping de-creation wells
Or swallow pills from the drs mill
Grew tentacles far out my gills uh
Chemical lies deny eye in sky 
The room spilled and burned my 
Books clothes and reset night 
It cant get that much worse
Then roll eyes on jet flight 
Escape from all our hurt 
Theres smoke in the air might
Land emergency 
Theres Blood in the water their coming for me (for me)
Land emergency 
Theres blood in the water their coming for me (for me)

prod slain but he a bitch

WEIGHTLESS/WEIGHTED FEAT. KILL EBOLA

Produced mixed mastered frdm.wav
Cover art theo

Hate the way I walk and say 
Hate the way you talk and spray
Out all that shit you fucking lame 
I’m high and fly down interstate 
Can’t come down stuck up in this place
A perma state of meditate 
But Paranoia come in waves and anger breaking with the plates 
All On your ugly face
Call bull shit on your grace 
Venom in the words you lace 
And spread it like you own the place
I’ll tie your head and legs to different bumpers like a fucking lace
Then tell the cars to drive in separate ways like it’s a fucking race 
I’ll watch your body split release a grin like I deserve your praise 
For cleansing earth of one more piece of shit that brings hell to its state 
Of nothingness with haunted memories inside expanding waste 
Cus all can get so lonely and so boring knowing every taste 
Scared foggy road in haste 
where are we going wait 
decoding program at the base 
Reloading process from a trace 
Of love
Cus I’m full of hate 
And drugs 
Till I can’t relate I died in my brain 

Different level in the trees they resemble 
Hanging limbs God in risk hide and seek then we rebel 
Relapsed devil glass house hot as kettle 
Empty ports where I settle all the boats 
Made of metal then sink
Found thawed out now underneath rink
Parabellum jot down in their greed ink 
New normal for a south clown not the same pink 
proud formal laughing out loud at its game kink 
All gold betting stock now aiming dont blink 
can’t fold setting lock out praying don’t think 
My Negatives washed down in a plain sink 
Like Ending is not found in a rain drink 
Sacrifice to the chaos get a big link 
Spending life just to pay off head in a stink 
Sending mind to the ray socked right into brink 
Fending hide while I cage hop right in zoo shrink 
Feeling so great finally say your name
Hanging limbs ache from just how far I came 
While it all Over played under your rhythmic tune
Hums throughout its strange knowing ill become that soon x2

Split [Prod. Frdm.wav]

prod. wayza

Финансы - так много мы чертим с ней дороги
брильянты на пальцах моих и ее тоже 
ублюдок в каратах сияю в темноте 
in god we trust зеленый benjamin отец

парадокс в моих словах я  люблю всем сукам врать
но ты будешь самой самой той которая нужна
мне нужна так не хватает суки мысли андеграунд  
что исполнит все желанья я срываю все с нее

да мы с сукой верим в бога
бенжамин купюры - доллар
цифры - леджер 
квал на бирже
руки в звездах    
фулл кондишен 

сучий праень на неделе обменял все кило в нал 
на спине in god we trust бенжамин его обнял


Dead Genius [Prod. Kill Ebola + Frdm.wav]

Kill Ebola

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