Lyrics:

Bitch I’m fiending for the smoke
High as hell cause hells my home
Riding round the corner to the trap house
Bout to stash sum dope 

It’s da I to the c to the e m a n e
don’t try to be me
enemies come directly
I’m high yes I’m high
In the sky where you’ll find me
Murder on my mind hypnotized from these writings
Eyes low in my zone let me coast while I’m here
Pour a four pop a pill icemane crystal clear
In the sun where I’m from u can see what I hear
I’m the light in the darkness I was raised with no fear
No feelings in my head think I’m twisted in the brain 
Every since I lost my homies to this god forsaken game
Can’t hang with them players 
So u best stay in your lane
I don’t wanna take another manes life
Not today


The sickness it grows bringing me down to your level
This trickery literally got me here thinking things like if youre da devil
Like metal stay strong but broken down
In my mental
Fuck it I’m waiting for my resurrection
A lesson from these temples
I pray, meditate to situate myself inside
Looking within as ride with the wind going pass all my sins find the peace that hides
Go at it again with myself in end tryna make these amends before I die
Who am I yes lord ice
I’m a demon in disguise

All alone in my heart I feel so cold
Interruptions let them go
Hardly grasping to my soul
I can’t cave in to my self

Hell's My Home (Prod. Lucky Menace)

Twisted in the head. 
I wish the birds would shut the fuck up. 
PRODUCED BY BOZ.

Ned Bundy - Birds Ain't Real (Prod. BOZ)

ONE IN THA CHAMBER ft TYPE-ONE (Prod by DJ VILIFY)

Produced by C-Lance
Mixed  & Mastered by PF Cuttin
Art by Sam Mirzadeh (@whospullingmystrings)


Lyrics -

Y’all rap about work you ain’t cooked kitchens you never been in til you get caught up lackin in public like John Lennon AKs elevate heart rates like calisthenics fuck around and find out dawg that’s laws of physics ion make tik tok rap for lil kids and bitches I make rap for rackin rounds to pop biters and snitches y’all know my politics never politicking with bitches I ain’t talkin gender for y’all pussies who stay offended I 
break laws y’all the type to just timidly bend em ion fuck with rats y’all steady dick ride and defend em never took no handouts I be puttin work in and then some for the issue I keep something tucked away in my denim y’all ain’t notable not even honorable mention muzzle flash will blind you quicker than cobras spittin out venom fuck your dead homies I’ll put you underground with em I’m killin more innocents than American capitalism 

Ain’t shit sweet see me in person homie you wouldn’t speak without your internet security blanket you know you’re weak we don’t hear all that barkin pussy your talk is cheap if it’s smoke then just press the issue out on the street 

Ain’t shit sweet see me in person homie you wouldn’t speak without your internet security blanket you know you’re weak we don’t hear all that barkin pussy your talk is cheap if it’s smoke then fuck it yo just press the issue on the street 

If I had one wish like Ray J it wouldn’t be fuckin Kim K I’d rather watch the HK take half of your face away my savages don’t play we gather sticks and fire on you til your vision starts to fade fuck your respect and accolades I got mine my Death Squad hold hostages like Michael Nine fuck you up like walkin upright with a broken spine givin MCs goosebumps with bars written by R.L. Stine yo fuck that run it back and listen a second time Yo with this hip hop shit I promise I never play I keep wack MCs On The Run like graff crews from LA aint no half steppin I’m pullin weapons and goin all the way you bein bitch made is one of your biggest constraints fuck if you like me mothafucka gonna respect me never miss when holdin sticks the way I’m shootin like Gretzky you that pressed over names aight so come and test me cause you know you ain’t about shit if you ever met me

ONE IN THA CHAMBER ft TYPE-ONE (Prod by DJ VILIFY)

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