prod @nimbus2k
mix/master lord gasp
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Never fold, I'm one of a kind
The one that's guiding sheeps
And their love for my guidance is abiding
Peep all these foes pretending on wanting alliance
Creatures they lurk in my back, I won't take the stabbing

I step back dodging, put em in a coffin
Let their ego hurt while they stalking me in silence
I'm up up geeking, while they ain't achieving
Ima make em wish they mama had em aborted

I hear that drone in my head
I hear that drone in my head
It ain't a tinnitus
It comes from under the bed
It crawls from under bed and through the furnitures

It is a feeling of dread I'm juggling with
All the leeches try to jump at my neck
They aiming for the jugular
Their jealousy got em wrecked up
And their rectum full of facts that they could never accept
I'm always winning


I hear that drone in my head
It comes from under the bed
It crawls from under bed and through the furnitures

That's a painful smile
Teeth cracked up, took a punch , took a jab for this
Took a dab of that digital crack for this
For this bitch of a life ima take the whole knife

I got acid burning down my throat
Finna be alone for the sake of just feeling alone
I be digging my own hole
Oh no, some things they never change
The pain won't ever go away
It keeps on growing like a never-ending flow , no better days

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"UNTIL THE BONES IN MY FIST HURT" - SANTOS SANTANA X SECT UNIT X FACELESS 1-7

Opera of the Urchin written and recorded by Grim Salvo

Prod. ³³marrow @33marrow

Opera of the Urchin

March of the Earwigs written and recorded by Grim Salvo

Prod. ³³marrow @33marrow

March Of The Earwigs

March of the Earwigs

DION ft. Faceless 1-7 (prod. BLK Saturn)

prod. sixthells

Nobody thinks I'll make it rapping
Always so quiet, I'm into that
I got my girl like anime
She called on my phone as I'm digging his grave
Tear him apart then I'm back in the cave
I know it's hard, I know the pain

I see nobody I feel like a ghost
I just came back from the dead
Seeing the devil, it feels like I've been here before
Walking at night, running away from the daylight
Running away from the faces
Don't wanna talk, I know you a lame
Feeling the pressure like blood in my veins

Since a kid they been saying I don't talk a lot
Fuck everyone who made me wanna stop and rot
I don't care how you say, I won't give you love
With the gang, fuck a lame, now we going up

Nobody thinks I'll make it rapping
Always so quiet, I'm into that
I got my girl like anime
She called on my phone as I'm digging his grave
Tear him apart then I'm back in the cave
I know it's hard, I know the pain
Nobody thinks I'll make it rapping
Always so quiet, I'm into that
I got my girl like anime
She called on my phone as I'm digging his grave
Tear him apart then I'm back in the cave
I know it's hard, I know the pain

nobody thinks I'll make it rappin

Collab with @cardeairelatrelle

prod. @michaellinkbeats & @nimbus2k

Mixed by Lord Gasp

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LYRICS

sorry
Can i get a hearse for my pale corpse
got a big girth with some lame traumas
i just got a urge to release torment
needing a way to relieve what has laid dormant
Can i get a hearse for my pale corpse
fucked since birth’s why i bleed pharma 
all black gat with some black garments
there ain’t no way to relieve, i’m the same varmint

no serotonin i need me a new dose
loosin the shimmer in me and my grip colder 
still bringin heat like im rocking a new coat
ima eat shitty rappers till im in a food coma

They all wanna be like me
Till you dealing with the shit i see
Lemme put you on a plain white tee
Paint a picture with the pain i bleed


bern these mothafucka like sanders (bernie)
bury all these bodies in sand
Bury all these 
i just got a bag like santa 
i just bag like

i just feel like throwing another tantrum
i just feel like ripping your head off
i just feel like 
i just spent a band out random
point me where the 45 at , uh bitch im bout to act

Bout to pull a Jim carey when I act up 
Stolen black truck, catching bodies like a bad cop
Make a opp walk sideways like a crab does
Better catch up bitch I only came for the money fill the bags up

They all wanna be like me
Till you dealing with the shit i see
Lemme put you on a plain white t
Paint a picture with the pain i bleed

Can i get a hearse for my pale corpse
got a big girth with some lame traumas
i just got a urge to release torment
needing a way to relieve what has laid dormant
Can i get a hearse for my pale corpse
fucked since birth’s why i bleed pharma 
all black gat with some black garments
there ain’t no way to relieve

[Sect unit verse]
running away from the pain and the anguish
get the fuck back, I don’t think I can trust you
Because I don’t know what your aim is
Fake motherfuckers be acting like friends
But i can see they on some lame shit
ima go hop in the whip and just take off
Speeding off while I lane switch, you is a bitch
I keep my hand on the swivel cuz all you niggas superficial
You was the monkey in the middle
You flexing all that fucking money while i’m getting triple
Why you only make a little 
If you try running up on me i’m not being civil
I know that you brittle
Break you down to the ground, I don’t gotta stick around
I walk away while I whistle

[Lord Gasp]

Can i get a hearse for my pale corpse
got a big girth with some lame traumas
i just got a urge to release torment
needing a way to relieve what has laid dormant
Can i get a hearse for my pale corpse
fucked since birth’s why i bleed pharma 
all black gat with some black garments
there ain’t no way to relieve, i’m the same varmint

Hearse (with Sect Unit)

Carrie (slowed)

KAMAARA, Savage Ga$p, Witchouse 40k, Saliva Grey, 99zed, TWENTYTHREE, Grim Salvo

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