prod chemical bond
some random freestyle shit 

[lyrics]

yeah, pull up on go at the red light
me and my bros will get it done
better know i keep a tool tight
i thought i told you im not the one
me and the gang out all night
what we did cant be undone
we spin around every op town till we see the light from the sun
run, run, run, run, run yeah thats that shit that makes it fun
i aint really into making friends so you know i gotta keep a gun
bitch im way too high i put some purple in my cup
think i boutta fly, no i cant get enough

yeah, im a junkie for yall entertainment 
and im shy so im always sedated 
and i really dont know if ill make it
sumn different the devil was saying 
idk whats in the plan
i know all the haters are fans 
no i cannot trust yo goofy ass, prolly hang with the feds
burnt out, idk whats left for me in life
everydays a hassle for me just to stay alive
cutting ties, thought that i was in safe place but its darker now
i dont spend a day sober, man it aint working out

i aint getting shit done with these gray clouds
getting hard to function i dont wanna let em down
let em down x3

no one safe i told you that
day ones try to hold you back
yeah they talk they shit but i just sit back and i count my racks
yall so trash, mask up in the whip and catch the ones who lack
all my bros metallica we rockout then we fade to black

pull up on go at the red light
me and my bros will get it done
better know i keep a tool tight
i thought i told you im not the one
me and the gang out all night
what we did cant be undone
we spin around every op town till we see the light from the sun
run, run, run, run, run yeah thats that shit that makes it fun
i aint really into making friends so you know i gotta keep a gun
bitch im way too high i put some purple in my cup
think i boutta fly, no i cant get enough

lxxiv - aint into making friends [lyrics in desc.]

JAUNDICE X LXXIV - ARP TOYS (PROD.WHITECXFFIN) #VMC

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MORGUE [PROD. DRUGSLUTT]

PROD CRCL

[lyrics]

Im coming thru with some shit you cant hate/
Bitch I aint touch my phone ive been outside smoking reefer and dodging the jakes/
I cannot catch myself on no instagram app all day/
Man that shit so fucking lame/
Go get a hobby, you hear me? you copy? you nothing to ur parents except a shame/

I got the shotty blow brains, cobain/
Uppin that tommy, leave stains everyday/
Rock every stage like im alice in chains or im kanye west how I cut off the K/
Shorten the barrel but hit him from range/ 
Laser beam inside the acrua, make sure we accurate and shoot straight/
Yall dont wanna catch a stray/

Me neither, that’s another body for the case/
Triple homicide I guess imma call it a day/
SKERTTT to the crib and I roll up a j/
I get so high I could see outer space/

Feel paranoid and I feel outta place/
I fill the void with drugs and pain/
I put the needle inside my vein then leave the scene with blood and stains, whoa/

Im on top with the fye, aint a murder I won’t post/
Bitch im on instagram live at the borderline, boutta put ya mans inside hearse/
Im on the block, I got a bad bitch wit me, you wanna see what’s in her purse?/
If you get trippin she pull out that .45 then to go relax she take a perc/

Had to relax for a minute,  but im back with a vengeance im here for some business and commas/
Imma go make the news, take the views, then act the fuck out till they all been astonished, abolish/

Every student at the college/
Mercenary type you better not make a sound/
Hope ur phone on silent/
If i hear it then im finna go empty out every round/

Im walkin in with a pack of loud/
I build some shit just to tear it down/
I got a plan to carry out/
I walk in the bank and I carry it out/

She only wear chokers, her chain dont swing/
All black fit, that lil hoe scene/
But when we outside we aint ever seen/
Bitch I was puffin on indo, clutching on gen 4s and I was only 15/
I put a shot thru the front door/
Shot thru the window and I dont stop until I hear a scream/

Fuck a RING, we aint scared of cameras, I got a masks for that reason/
Still finna air it out, play that bitch back now I got his ass grieving/
Put the whole family in black, they got a funeral to attend/
Bitch, we spinning back with a new automatic im turning it to a 10

I turn a drive by to a slow down to a hop out then to death/
And the last thing yo bother saw was gun smoke on ya breath/
Bitch I won’t settle for less/
I dont care watchu claim I dont care watchu rep/
Everybody getting treated the same way, so throw up ya set while it go thru ya head/

STREAM

SHAME [PROD. CRCL] (LYRICS IN DESC.)

KILLER [PROD. MYSTXRY]

ROTTING AWAY (BONUS TRACK)

ROTTEN SON [PROD. RVR]

A nihilistic dark trap track. Distorted bass, eerie textures, and vulgar, raw vocals immerse listeners in mental rot and unstoppable corruption.

DECAY

Rep BapeStas

new track with foe nem @adam-vanscoyk 

run this shiit up for my bday, more projects in the works!

COLOSSAL

COLOSSAL W/ LXXIV (PROD. 5:10)

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@rvmancollective
LXXIV: @adam-vanscoyk
Kashimotu: @kashimotu
TR3: @cursedones
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LXXIV

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