black sunday [essentials]

Cheatin!

don’t wanna explain myself, so i never ask for help
i never vent to friends
pretend the text didn’t send 
ponder death once again

i never fantasize about death, but i wonder how this end 
tired stressing over all the money imma spend 
the money im afraid to make, the songs i ain’t create 
but if a drunk driver hit me, i supose it’s fate

i was just driving home from the court with my friends 
my thoughts plagued, considered putting down the pen
doubt consumes me, my eyes feeling droopy
don’t think my friends really knew me 

i never let them in, i think i do 
scratch my chest until it’s pink and blue 
i don’t think what i do really matters 
when faced with opportunity i would rather scatter

if my music isn’t isn’t heard by now, maybe i should let it go
though i know i would regret it though
if my time came to a close, at least i’d stop wasting it
time is value, realizing i got habits of misplacing it

the moment i started making the music i wanted was the moment that i lost them
i should return to playing possum 
my parents hate when i’m honest
i hate it too

i hate putting my soul in the open and getting nothing back 
every time i leave my cage i end up running back
fuck is up wit that 

i wish i had control
i wish i could help my friends 
can’t even help my lover
last week on the brink of eviction 
banging on the door i clasped my ears and don’t listen
my best friend fired and he pays half his family rent 
my homie sent to texas cuz his mama caught him self harming 

and i can’t do shit, my bills are paid for 
what the fuck i got this pain for?
the vessel sinking, they built me a boat
yet i still find trouble staying afloat 

i learned to conquer the moment and make the most of it 
cuz i could die tomorrow so i live with no regrets
but if i live to see my age then i will l find myself in debt
indebted to the risks i didn’t take 
the money i didn’t make 

i don’t wanna slave away

so i find myself questioning how to free myself 
how to be myself 
i don’t need yo help

put my memory on paper 
time running out sooner or later 
why prepare for the future

drown myself in shame, never reaching bliss
i dont ask for advice, i don’t need assist
imma drive into a ditch, ask you if you seeing this
cuz it’s feeling like everything i breathe is meaningless

scarred lungs

The Flag Is Raised (Bladee & Ecco2k cover)

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how could you have left us broken?
how could you have left us broken?
broken
so broken
how could you have left us broken?
broken
broken

soulless soul
my shadow grows
they'll never know
they're letting go

i'm so alone
more than before
i cannot roam
i'm born at war

no matter all my efforts, i know it's not enough
i offer you my flesh cause our oath is wrote in blood
if you let go right now, perhaps i'll know freedom
before i'm down, killed by what's left of my love 

how could you have left us broken?
how could you have left us broken?
broken
so broken
how could you have left us broken?
broken
broken

don't let go
don't let go
ghost
can't escape
don't let go

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broken vr. 2

reptillian club boyz - ohh yeaaa juiced up pop punk emo swag [LIM<P PUMPO REMIX}

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All sounds used i this song belong to me, I personally recorded each and every sound, including my own voice.

© 2019 Sqorb Records

icy well

Brampton men Charged in Amen Breaking and Entering into local [REDACTED] Diner

prod. nobody

lyrics:
I fought all my own battles huh
Remember when the snakes had me rattled
Had to toughen up
And I’m still toughening
This rapping shit used to be a puppy love
Now it’s my whole passion
They could give a fuck
They saw the mic and picked it up
I saw the mic and let it sit
Never thought I’m good enough
I still ain’t met my requisites 
I say it’s ambition but my folks say that it’s recklessness 
Honestly I’m restless
Exclamation for the emphasis
Thinking maybe I ain’t meant for this
Too many tears I’ve cried
Hurt that still ain’t mended yet
I wrote this verse
The paper wet just as I’m penning it
There’s even more beneath the surface
With the sediment
And with this sentiment
I hope to strive
Overcome these foreboding times
Lord knows I’ve tried
This my confession
Now I’ve spoke the crimes
No lies
This shit is bonafide 
No lies 
This shit is bonafide

BONAFIDE

gone memory

letting go II

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RODEDA~3.WAV

WORLDS MOST HATED RAPPER ACTS AS ALTAR FOR RECITATION OF BRAMPTONIAN SACRIFICIAL RITES (SNIPPET)

art collective from all over the u.s.

members include:

jordanisdead (@jordanisdead)
allblue (@allblueraps)
CYRUS. (@cyrusiszuuded)
JuannyOG (@juannyog)
s q o r b (@sqorb)
Rokaii (@nakhi-lankford)
kaonashi (@kaonashivibes)
nobody (@nobodymakesbeats)
mizu yūrei (@mizuyurei)
gUts (@deejayguts)
faceless (@entitynoidentity)

BONAFIDE

allblue

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