*SORRY FOR SELF-PROMO* Pls listen to my new single called "AFGANISTAN", made in style of kill ebola or fuckapache. Thanks !

unreal

Cover art by Theo 

Feeling more lighter no flooring
Boring buy sight or for snoring 
Mixing my drugs reassuring 
Fixing to soaring 
Never enough i need more shit 
Pill biter for more hit x4

I dont wanna say nun 
I dont wanna play 
withdrawing today  
feel i might decay 
On my knees and pray 
But dont see no change
Pass me back the tray 
time to feel the same 
Now i feel best and free reading the recipe downers amphetamines what i need imma fein 
sucks to be in this place seeking for rest and peace 
imma sleep maybe weep back up cant freeze my feet 
on the flee imma leave stay and streak squeezing whats left of me maybe gods testing me maybe its just to be maybe its up to me 
i could be clear and clean i could be near to we guess we’ll see

Junkie [Prod. Kill Ebola + Frdm.wav]

Where's Everything (prod. Dj Killa C)

@g6th @killebov @yunghonja @fuckapache @ghostofblu @fabidhabi @pxlse 

bitch.

FABI DHABI x GOTH x KILL EBOLA x HXNJV x APACHE x GHOSTOFBLU - "FLESH!" [ PROD. PULSE ]

siren sounds
hit the ground explosive rounds take out a town
blow me now open throats of rodents feed the hell hounds
sell their souls 
by the pound to make some gold 
inside rolling up the mold 
doubt ill be alive and old 
young and fold

clear glass full of red liquid love prescription 
breathing walls when the tablet kick in 
old ignition burning gas to cure my livid 
let me finish get a fucking second for the explanation of my recollection why you nothing but a slutty self centered cunt with a smelly one
got a smelly tongue burning russian creme when im giving up 
livings tough prolly gonna stop it when ive had enough
way too young
room is smoked out like a frat house bet you pass out 
ask how i be drinking popping burning louder than your bowl sounds
imma fowl mouth reaper in a hoodie bow down when i come around
with the wrong crowd

siren sounds [prod. kill ebola + pulse + plurbs]

my toxicity 
possibly passing fucking faucet leaks 
popping zs
unsticking psyche sawing problem trees
charring leaves 
teens fake kicking fuck boy soccer teams
armory 
ar aimed at where thy fucking targets be
janitor need to get my shit together pardon me
you probably pop whatevers poppin pathetic programmed honestly 
impulse escape embark with boo flew to a new odyssey 
but the problems always follow me like russian fans for darker beats
imma tard for weeks benzo bottle gone before the birds chirp 
hurt worse steady steady stumble down a spiral u cant nurse worth
best when you beside me stretch u out like its ur first birth
earths dirt do not disturb im trynna be in work first 
pardon me part of me partially ponder hard beliefs 
the other part retarded from popping pills tills its hard to breathe 
the other part is hard to sleep trys to pack up depart and leave 
withdrawing from reality atms local pharmacies
so pardon me 
why are you remarking bout me constantly 
i also wanna harm me keep talking cus it dont bother me 
distant how a father be web her face peter parker strings 
got offers on a coffin rockin chains i made from vulture beaks so pardon me

pardon me [prod. kill ebola + pulse]

I Want To Die In Seattle Ft. Abel Toge (prod.emoarmor x heavylungs)

@pxlse + @biv


biv 

dont let them forget when i die
done it myself when i cut out my eyes
im considering my time
made up my mind x2
imma let them hang
diamonds wrap they neck
in his own like that x2
i been feeling like i need it no
thoughts have never been forgiven no
i lost a promise but i get it no
i aint let you go forget it no

get off my dick bitch you clingy as shit 
talk and then i toss her and her shit out 
fit inbound wasted time beyond the bridge pounding fists bleed
stomping out smiles teeth stuck in my sneaker crease 
eat my shit slut centipede 
cus loves temporary took and cooked up cupids wings
and stupid slut saddle me 
scalping pigs and tattled sheep 
butcher beats studio could go where cattle be
minus the sobbing and surplus my salary 
cake up 
andy working harder than a woody when it wakes up 
trailer where they found the bones of my neighbor 
serpents think they swift they aint taylor
self centered sailors sink like a stone
airplane mode zoned in my home all alone better on my own bitch

slut centipede w/ biv [prod. kill ebola + pulse]

thank you for listening <3

all these problems that i’m dealing with
i think ill just give up
i’ve been sick and tired 
know i’ll never be enough
whys life gotta be this way 
i guess i’m out of luck 
can’t get outta bed 
and now i’m feeling like i’m stuck 
but for now i’ll keep trying 
i don’t want to be alive 
my life’s fading 
my hope is fading out 
and i’m falling down 
trying to get back up
i need some help
i just wish knew where i should go now  
feeling like i’m lost in my home town
like i’m lost in my home town
feeling trapped and i don’t how get out 
they all say that i’ll be fine
they don’t believe me 
when i say i don’t wanna make it past 19

make it past 19 
i won’t make it past 19
i just wanna live my dreams 
please don’t tempt me 
i won’t make it past 19

i thought about ending it all last night 
i need you here to hold me tight 
maybe one day i’ll be all right 
ill be alright 
ill be alright 
no ones knows how i feel 
what i feel, is it even real?
is it all just in my head 
am i better dead? 
i wish i felt fine

helpless (prod. blade901)

my consciousness stuck out of reach
chemicals melt on my tongue as we rot at the beach
wash away in the sea

round and round it go roller coaster dome
dryer full of clothes head like all of those
show em wrote thru these flows surface spoke all they know
kick claps with off key tones catchy from pointless notes
fuck phones
land of the lazy braindeads 
same speds ate meds vibrated to your end
promo they make trend go lone aint make friends
my zone no defense we all weak meat flesh

block the thoughts with box of cough and sniffs
erasing pain and clocks its stops the sobbing quick 
forget myself for a while a growth apocalypse 
sore slept metal cots my car impounded hit
sought confidence like pockets hollow quick
stop locking lips bitch back to slobbing dick
thot thought she slick she aint that hard to get 
lard targeted get hit with shards of tin
push pins of twins of hers n hims who think they all so different 
but littler than litter shit and try so hard to fit it in
social skills petite women 
life is feet fitting you defeat driven 
she got meat mittens knees got fleece in em
seamen speed given she a need pin it 

you a loser moveable meat
chug kombucha chase it with bleach
medicine made my kidneys weak
weak wavs fill up your feed
fucker living like he deceased 
busy bee been grinding teeth
extinct

weak.wav

lay with me and we'll escape baby x2
i know that your brains racing 
fast pace and i been adding to the hate lately 
aid pain and im so sorry that i aint making 
this shit easy for you difficulty game playing 
substance aint been saving me but i still crave hate it
makes me forget and numb myself but now i aint facing 
what i need to be with you and now you aint patient 
just come here i like when you near
why do i keep pushing far from me 
turning something into nothing aint do shit for me 
now im aggressive cus im stressing and my fist forming
forcing you to fill your bags now out the door storming
even if we aint good pretend 
cus our love will never if we end

disappear here i feel better when you near 
dispose of your fear lost lane lemme steer 
top of your tier
see a wolf when you get sheered 
depart from peers who want you smeared ill wipe your tears when we escape im hard on you your heart cant take
i made your mind state solid hate 
turning home to vacant me to mental patient
cus its safe to say my sane brain deflating 
sun rays erasing cus the raining staying 
and you aint aye wait bitch your my moon shine chase it face it
see you when i stalk your days and
we aint back and now yours in braces 
kill us both i know that satan waiting

escape

Kill Ebola - Guts W Jon Lemon [prod. Kill Ebola]

kill ebola + biv - jazzcore [prod. kill ebola]

I have no idea why he removed most of the original parts :l

@abortedaudio @kamaara @yungmuppy @jonlemonsucks @pxlse

hook 1 / verse 1 (kill ebola)
just like gg allin eat my shit you rodents talk alot of it
throw back corpses off a bridge and locos when im popping shit
acid trip on pirate ships im davy joneses locker smith
pickle lick she half way giving head like when a nickel flip

lost my mind now im living in the bay
speaking foul till the flag keep on playing
suspended license so i pulled up in a tank
playing hoarse on the porch getting baked
finger fuck a fucking asian slut im nutting in her braids
leave her legless on the covers feeding semen off a plate
dumping rodents in the gutters out in public off the drank
mixed with pills feel like a zombie shoot me rick impale my brain

verse 2 (kamaara)

tucked away inside my home
got bitches wondering where ive gone
like bitch im getting fucking payed
no time to fuck with none you lames
supercalifragilisticexpialidocious
i be in yo bitch that pussy feeling like an ocean
usually im trapped inside my mind about a bitch
but today im with ebola drinking gas and smoking it

verse 3 (muppy)
honesty
you lacking it
took a part of me
and subtracted it
watch your step
i attack again
nothings left
i wont make amends
why are they running from something that eventually gonna benefit them
burden on burden they stacking up weight i been lurking all day now im counting to 10
everything comes to an end if you piling it up then its just gonna drop
their taking and taking its breaking im making a way out this eternal slop

hook 2 (jon lemon)
well well
fifty fucking feet up floating till im felt
fare well
just might fuck your dream up leave em in a cell
x2
(kill ebola)
you a dumb fuck you aint getting funds yuh
your paypal dryer than your hands in colder months yuh
fingers rolling something that you probly fucking cough up
you aint fucking tough why you flexing what you aint got
bitches getting face fucked she crying off her makeup
watch me pull up serving like a lunch truck lace punch
drink it with my thick nut fingers in her pink cunt
watch her gobble scrambled sack for brunch im just having fun

(karabasan)
eyes looking half-way dead
take the glock off safety and lock to your brain
time to get a new truck 'cause the heads dont fit and youre next
im kinda pissed, youre spitting over my name
dont make me grab you by the neck and choke you till its black
you lack realness and beg for attention on your tracks
worms in and worms out,bugs crawl out the mouth
and its a toxic wasteland
get infected and die slow

escape

Kill Ebola

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