Twitter (Prod. Paryo)

want em dead (prod. illestxj)

Lyrics by Backthen & Ace of Jay 


Backthen
i'm in a phase of perpetual simulation 
segregate and follow the martyr insemination 
the coke is in your nose, but the silence is stimulated 
unfortunately speaking i'm tired, manipulated 
especially because of the reasoning this is hairy
the crow sounds at night im a visionary
my bro speaks volumes, the decibals ain't a problem
i'm sorry for the dying, i'm sorry we have a problem
reiterate twice and a third we have a problem 

your eyelids dropped your blood is a heavy novice

i'm thinking jesus christ is the only one that can stop us

if moses was alive he would split it and i would swim it 

the darkness is a nation of visions they all surround it

the crow caws, the marking is all around it

the slow pause, the horror is all surrounding

the low cause, the sorrow is ever founding


Ace of Jay
what’s the vision 
just a line between dots 
listen to me rhythm plots 
onto this rhythm 
roll my roach in w s
for been a winner  
I remember going up to skinner 
say he kitty litter 
I heard he use pretty glitter 
know he did his baby sitter 
she told me he quitter 
found him lost in winter 
rolled like paper in a printer 
higher power, HP
showered love 
encounter not one dove 
just bare folks with white gloves  
but I didnt give a fuck I gave it up 
for lent 
I meant it 
when I said it 
hear some crawling in the walls 
got me brawling in the hall 
still thinking bout my dog 
lost him august 
keep it honest 
life ain’t promised 
just an artist 
with a mind to keep it real yo 

freedom freedom

The Vision w/Back†hen (prod. zange)

Build A Bank w/halfhearted (prod. Marc Hill)

Addy w/Cadaver (prod. Mindzy)

hook: 
sunshine, my lullaby,
I'm savin' you,  not thinking twice x2

verse:
 now you're in my arms, please don't leave for any reason
deep inside my heart, got the keys and then u eat them,
now I'm torn apart, please don't keep being deceivin'
now I'm washed ashore, and my blood, she gon' drink it up,

you sank your fangs in,
you left me tweakin, x2

sunshine, my lullaby,
I'm savin' you, not thinking twice x2

Starbound (prod. JCPinthecut)

Track 12 - “K4RM4”

Don’t fuck around with karma
Imma fuck a bitch up and send em to a docta
I am spitting fire I don’t need no fucking vodka
I been tryna change shit you too worried bout a comma

Don’t fuck around with karma
Imma fuck a bitch up and send em to a docta
I am spitting fire I don’t need no fucking vodka
I been tryna change shit you too worried bout a comma

Like whatchu tryna fucking prove
If you hating on my path you can fucking move
Sorry I’m the real shit and you a fucking spoof
Got the whole scene turning on you guess they disapprove 

On what you tryna say bout me
Sorry I got homies that don’t fucking play bout me
Every fucking opp making they whole day bout me
Even if to Satan know they fucking pray bout me

And they praying on my down fall
Put middle fingers up and standing with my crown tall
Counting up successes man all while making clowns fall
Like it’s clash of clans and I’m blowing up they town hall

Cause karma’s gonna get ya
Don’t think you’ll believe the shit until a bullet hit ya
Only took some bullshit just for them to fucking switch up
Turned it all around and then they try to play the victim

Man I think this shit is stupid
Only is a problem when I’m talking and the truth hits
Then I need to “calm down” cause I’m being fucking ruthless
Get yo bum ass back to work and stop being so useless

You live at yo mama house
Lying on my name so what really is this drama bout
Talking on my name bro imma have to knock ‘em out
This shit is just fun and games til I gotta stomp em out

Look out I’m right behind ya
Keep yo ass in line cause I know right where to find ya
Think this shit is sweet til I leave em with a shiner
I dont need a chorus man but here’s a quick reminder

Don’t fuck around with karma
Imma fuck a bitch up and send em to a docta
I am spitting fire I don’t need no fucking vodka
I been tryna change shit you too worried bout a comma

K4RM4 (prod. melancholy)

DO WTF I WANT (LYRICS)

why u thinkin ur entitled to shit 
i mean
ur so obsessed ur dick riding my shit 
bitch 
dont ask me questions, u aint buyin me shit 
like 
either spend a rack or quit eyeing my shit, uh
ill entertain them if they pay me hunnids by the minute 
quit all that talking lil dude i wanna see u spend it
dont try to tell me that u dont like the way that im living 
im making money, I D G A F how imma get it 

FUCK 
ILL DO WHAT THE FUCK I WANT 
I DIDNT ASK WHAT U THOUGHT, YA LIVIN IN THE SLUM 
ILL DO WHAT THE FUCK I WANT 
WANT
WANT

im amped up lil bitch u playing w grenades 
so fuckin lucky watch me pull a fuckin ace of spades 
ill cock the pistol cause i wanna see how loud it bangs 
u play w fire just to feel the heat of burning flames 
the room is spinning Emmy
the walls are cavin in 
duh bitch i knocked you out, how do ya teeth taste? 
roll out the red carpet, pop the champagne 
EmmyJay, Make him stay, is on the runway 

FUCK 
ILL DO WHAT THE FUCK I WANT 
I DIDNT ASK WHAT U THOUGHT, YA LIVING IN THE SLUM
ILL DO WHAT THE FUCK I WANT 
WANT
WANT

Personal Problems (prod. p4ra)

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