murder promise

ivebeensowrong [majora's mask]

Bud Smokn'

Single off my host tape wit Sorrowkult!

[Verse: Yung Eldritch Shorty]
Bitch I'm Joan of Arc wit dat blade
Sasha never fuckin play
If you wanna test my game, I'm purgin till my dying day
Paranoid, bitch I view this world, in a different way
Off my meds, bitch I'm scopin out, while im seeing things

I'm lackin pape, gotta change my fate, so I smoke an eighth
Off the dope, bitch I spiral out like Uzumaki mane
Off the dome, I can't trust no hoe, she infest my brain
Kick a door, I just want the dough dont make me blow my K

Bitch I stay up in my head
Sasha manic, if I'm off my meds then I can see the dead
Fuck the feds grass is only greener when they leaking red
On my bed sigils and a cross them demons keep me fed

One Two Three Four days past cant count no more
They mad bitch we dont bleed the same n I can show you hoe
Even when I'm down bitch I get buck I can't portray no hoe
A mad man Sorrowkult the gang bitch my soul been sold

[Verse: Lil Sasha]
I cannot lie bitch I'll die for the hell of it 
I'll wake up inside my tomb in the sediment 
Crawl out the dirt 
Sasha reborn as a merc, if you tweak bitch i'm shootin you first
Foenem gon slide but my clique is behind n they turnin his ass into one of the elements 
I feel irrelevant, but I can settle with that as long as i'm getting my presidents

Bitch I wake up in my head a bit 
Don't give me back talk just give me the head lil bitch 
Sorrow we coming we tauntin the feds lil bitch 
Sorrow we bombin, u watch where u step lil bitch 
Feel I'm Reiko get slapped for ur bread n shit 
Aim wit a switch could take down an elephant
Demons controlling my mind n its evident

GATEWAY EXPERIENCE /// ILUVELEPHANTS [Prod. Me]

Produced by CROWS PEAK
No samples

lyrics:

hook:
got the blade 
pulled it out yo chest
(it’s in my hands).

cock the gauge 
Now yo life is life 
(it’s in my hands).

darkest days
can’t turn the tides 
yo fate 
(it’s in my hands)

I won’t stop 
Hold yo lifeless body 
(It’s in my hands) 

Verse:

Don’t you realize what this is?
We at the point of no return.
We hit the edge 
No goin back.
Everything around it burns 
I know you feel that shit
It’s sinister 
They wonder what got into ya 
Invisible demons
You fightin a losin one
Up in my head I been tearin apart.
No matter what 
If you playing it smart.
You, can only hide, for so long.
Back in the day, I used to be coolin 
Wondering what the fuck went wrong  
I carry my burdens
No passin along.
In front my face there’s a clock and it’s tickin
Conscious as ever but this is my punishment 
Unbearable terror up in this awareness 
This weight ive been bearin 
I sink in the misery 
Praying for darkness that shroud of my enemies 
Enemies lurkin I know they potentially closer.
Patiently wait for my fate to be chosen.
Arrows be piercing my armor and leaving me 
Vulnerable 
Entities seep through the wounds.
Plantin the seed of the evils 
The spawn of the devil 
That hiding just like a recluse

VORPAL I: CAN'T TURN THE TIDES

murda murda 2 kills 
i got the burner , snort pills 

show em the method to the madness 
u shredded get sent to blackness 

need a fix hit a lick flip the crucifix 666

imma baller like j will 
body in the water u spilled 

ho imma relapse rob u with a ski mask 
bat make his knees snap take it cuz I need that 

poppin benzos, brains on my retros 
pop em with the snub nose 
I’m sippin on that mud ho 

murderous tendencies 
murder my enemies 
40 Glock make em rest in peace 
ridin round grip the piece 

death to my opps 
divinici I paint the block 
fuck 12 shot at the cops 
ridin round keep it cocked 


on some shyt that make u float 
body bag off the boat 
got tha nine in my coat 
I sacrifice u like a goat 

riding with tha tone tucked 
u leakin when tha chrome bust 

sniffin on some bump 
I have u kissin on the pump 

bitch yous a chump makin no change 
hard from the jump they juss hatin cuz im strange 

im deranged rearrange yo brain 
shootin like a range gun smoke like a strain

2 KILLS (PROD. DJ CRUSADE)

JUNT666 FT CHAINSAW MURDA (PROD. ONTHARIDE)

Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/album/60M0emXJ1JjRIzvJWpLjdT
AppleMusic: https://music.apple.com/us/album/half-life-scriptura-single/1826240548

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𝔗𝔥𝔬𝔲𝔤𝔥𝔱𝔰 𝔬𝔣 𝔰𝔲𝔦𝔠𝔦𝔡𝔢 𝔱𝔲𝔯𝔫𝔢𝔡 𝔦𝔫𝔱𝔬 𝔯𝔞𝔤𝔢 𝔡𝔬𝔫𝔱 𝔪𝔞K𝔢 𝔪𝔢 𝔪𝔲𝔯𝔡𝔢𝔯 𝔶𝔬𝔲
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𝔅𝔯𝔢𝔞𝔡 𝔲𝔭 𝔦𝔫 𝔪𝔶 𝔣𝔲𝔠𝔨𝔦𝔫 𝔥𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔊𝔩𝔬𝔠K 𝔱𝔬𝔱𝔦𝔫 𝔴𝔥𝔦𝔩𝔢 ℑ𝔪 𝔰𝔭𝔦𝔫𝔫𝔦𝔫
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𝔅𝔬Y 𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔱𝔥𝔦𝔫𝔨 𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔤𝔬𝔱 𝔦𝔱 𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔞𝔦𝔫𝔱 𝔤𝔬𝔬𝔡 𝔦𝔫𝔰𝔦𝔡𝔢 𝔪𝔶 𝔣𝔲𝔠𝔨𝔦𝔫 𝔥𝔬𝔬𝔡
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𝔍𝔲𝔪𝔭 𝔦𝔫𝔰𝔦𝔡𝔢 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔴𝔥𝔦𝔭 𝔱𝔴𝔬 𝔫𝔞𝔨𝔢𝔡 𝔟𝔦𝔱𝔠𝔥𝔢𝔰 ℑ𝔪 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔬𝔫𝔢 𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔶 𝔠𝔥𝔬𝔬𝔰𝔢
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𝔗𝔥𝔦𝔰 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔴𝔞𝔶 𝔦𝔱 𝔦𝔰 𝔱𝔥𝔞𝔱𝔰 𝔥𝔬𝔴 𝔦𝔱 𝔤𝔬 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔱𝔥𝔞𝔱𝔰 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔣𝔲𝔠𝔨𝔦𝔫 𝔱𝔯𝔲𝔱𝔥
aTE a 𝔢𝔦𝔤𝔥𝔱𝔥 𝔬𝔣 𝔰𝔥𝔯𝔬𝔬𝔪𝔰 ℑ 𝔪𝔢𝔡𝔦𝔱𝔞𝔱𝔢 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔢𝔫𝔡 𝔲𝔭 𝔬𝔫 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔪𝔬𝔬𝔫
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