HEADHURTS! FT. KAMASUTRA 9G [PROD.IZES77]

back on the shore 
kissing the floor
missing the core
whats in the drawer 
fishing for lore 
mazes a bore 
robbing the store
pulling the chord
locking the door 
giving it more
computer to boar 
war for award 
are you sure
i just chugged a tank of oil to get buzzed

pastors synched up horse and cart bricks laid 
fire light no boats around king of spec space 
ignoring repairs made to the black hawk down
in denial till my pig found slaughtered ground 
up 2d stickman redrawn in blender
sandbox like an old friend her
hand next to mine on the shore 
whirlpools like tinder dates
protecting bandaids 
sandra in gravity bed made
pen shaves
but that aint me when i leave 
the hsp and angry 
vest on anxious feen 
feather tied to a brick static on path plastic it aint lasting 
merging in awe walking wondering

pawg bot [prod. hellsing]

Mixed mastered by frdm.wav
Cover art by theo

Been deploying in the clouds sinning poison with the hounds avoiding crowds shit too loud 
Drooling mouth eyes is gouged eating out feeling down bout heading south now hear me pout 
Hundred pills to numb the sound 
Only took bout half amount in hours just to take me back to ground 
Im just saying for that gain id rather use my fucking brain and buy something to blow it out
Please don’t do this well get through this x2
Listen to it Lets be fluent in the now 
X2
Screaming apprehension session try surviving every second
Living like a dead end peasant 
Dark depression heavy tension  
I cant stretch it feel the wrecking 
Death has set in beaten tekken 
Im expecting their inspecting after vultures did their pecking

Shut your mouth lil git 
Cease and desist heading out on this bitch
Fuck you and your friends slutting out and its mid
Im a phantom from the mist fucking demon out the pits
Got me heated and im pissed Drip my semen from your lips
Then i thank you while i shank you leave you bleeding from your ribs
Got my cult outside your window in my hands the plans and script
We gon turn into widow while we wear your new mans skin

Cloud Hounds [Prod. Takizava + Frdm.wav]

Mixed mastered by frdm.wav
Cover art by theo

All i feel is rage all i feel is pain 
Get the fuck out of my game and let me rot inside your brain
Just another useless cunt to fuck back in your place 
Fill her fucking panties up off xannies im deranged 
I been chewing on em i got used to how they taste 
Stuck inside this cage of hate and fragmenting away 
There is no escape
Sleep and love depraved 
Cycle never change 
When theres nothing left to save

I aint someone she can save 
She smiling at the pave
Shes all that i crave 
Imma hurt her push away
Dont know what to play
It gon sound like shit
Dont know what to say 
It gon sound like shit
Work hard every day 
dont amount to zip 
I dont feel okay 
I haven’t found a fix 
I dont feel the same
Ever since the risk 
Round and round i chase
Maybe get a glimpse
I still see the trace 
Never left the trip 
Fuck this fucking place 
im about to dip

Quick Fix [Prod. 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 by Dxscxnsion
Cover Art by Kill Ebola & Theo
Mixed & Mastered by frdm.wav

Worship will fail like it’s lurking 
Squirming in stale like I earned it 
Serving in surge like it’s permanent 
Worth getting merked like it’s perfect 
God I been folding and worthless 
Lost and been holding in hurting 
Guzzle down bourbon to cure it 
Puzzle out merging of curtains 
Flail like it’s sinking and urgent
Scale on a pale blinking serpent
Timing entailed linking person 
Biting impale and reverse it

Creeping and purging, my demons lurking
Lonely and worthless, I’m not deserving
Twisting and turning, feelings unnerving
Lurching and hurting, breaking my urges
Will you look in my eyes and see that all of my lies set free have been my demise and peace all by my design and lease
Breaking my hopes and the dreams that will die, rotting away I can feel it inside
Feeling so hollow and breaking the marrow that just keeps on eating away at my mind
Cease to exist with nowhere to reflect
Smoke in the mirrors from my final breath 
Carve out a path of destruction and death so I’m feeding the gallows of all I have left and then hang by the neck 

Worship will fail like it’s lurking 
Squirming in stale like I earned it 
Serving in surge like it’s permanent 
Worth getting merked like it’s perfect 
God I been folding and worthless 
Lost and beer holding in hurting 
Guzzle down bourbon to cure it 
Puzzle out merging of curtains 
Flail like it’s sinking and urgent
Scale on a pale blinking serpent
Timing entailed linking person 
Biting impale and reverse it

Lurking [Prod. Dxscxnsion]

Papa

tatted queen on top of me and she aint gotta carve now 
barred out sparked up drunk fuck throwing up
4 dros dunked in loco punch 
growing up slow enough
whip look like snow on the bluff 
prone in dust scope jus above your nostril now your postures fucked 
and floating up to kingdoms come
over sober leave you u frozen fucking soaked in cum 
front lobe dumber from the downers now im working numb
stitch my smile up cus life been loosing all its fun
steady pop till the coffin 
stop all the sobbin the thoughts leave you rotten 
let them jus talk going ghost aint responding 
puny ass people jus oculus 

im going ghost x4