☠️ DEAD ☠️ FT. JOJO. x SSROJAM

fuck bro
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IEiDRtMbQ1Y&ab_channel=scapegoat

/please dont listen to this song/... [prod vengeance] (Music Video Link In Description)

prod https://soundcloud.com/richard-brennan-94117005
vocals mixed by @vibevoka

little hit 
of the nicotine
why the fuck u
so close to me
something
you trynna oversee
put in my 2 weeks
in my latest dream
it came to me
made to bleed
how much come out
dig in deeper 
closer to the count
word of mouth
stomp ya ground
conclusions
you aint follow thru with
meter boutta run dry
im stupid
left my wallet at the house
just you bitch
phone down the drain
in the new print
city loud
as my car 
when we cruisin
lyman be the spot
frankie zoomin
 
everybody really wanna clown
no-one throwing when shit
go down
90 in the whip
just to get through town
nothing that i gotta do
fear for the end
while making moves
with the homies
that im calling through
to help me make another
hit in the same room

if you didn’t leave
it would mean giving it all away
to come back home
id have to change my entire
way
so that means it 
will never come to be
how poetic
to end this tragedy 
better we 
cut it off
and never speak

giving it all away (prod 4 o'clock)

Recorded in Holt Stairs Studio
Produced by Josh Cooper
Mixed and Mastered by @Holt-Stairs
Cover Art by Kill Xero

She's Nothing More Than a Witch I Swear to God (prod. Josh Cooper)

all i can think about (prod caves)

only passion (prod taylor morgan)

theres still something in the way
when you fucked up so bad
you hadn’t even known it
theres still blame to give to the man
who lit the fuse and blew this bitch open
that man can’t even own it
if you press your ear up to his door
you can still hear him fucking groaning 
this right heres my moment
so open up the hatch
let me out this cave
why u trynna let me go
you know i can’t behave
the happy thoughts are drowning
from the sadness thats flowing in waves 
i can’t take another talentless fake
who calls themselves a fucking artist
just to get some plays

yeah you fucked up and you know it
the day you chose to make a shitty ass copy
of what im doing then decided to post it
i fucked up and i know it
the day i opened my mouth and made the shit im doing
then dropping it online just to expose it
yeah you think i wouldn’t notice
i hear what u doing
and it sound just like what im doing
but with half the focus 

i got no one who can focus 
driving thru these mountains 
hours turning into moments
wish id taken more pictures 
when we were on the road
wish we hadn’t fought as much 
but what can you do
the scuffles were no match
for the memories we made
in the all white caravan
smelling like that weed
we shouldn’t have been smoking
but i said fuck the fee
motel 6 in arizona
blunts up in the room
head to toe tattooed 
man said lock our doors
or we’re doomed
yeah we didn’t stay there long
we got out that bitch real soon
when we fucking pulled up yeah
we really saw this dude
nodding out at 7 am man 
what can you do

this shit is so fucked up
its so fucked up and you know it
man im just sitting in this basement
steady growing
im just waiting for my friends to hit up my phone
i could sit here all night long i love being alone
but i know that aint
the healthiest of choices that i make
when i die 
just leave my soul to take

what can you do (prod. cxld blxxd)

why dont you cheer up
aint trynna hear it
when u gone get in the spirit
take a look in da mirror
when i wake up
yeah imma feel it 
the man in my dreams 
telling me i dont need to reel in
why are they so vivid
not a single fucking soul gone be 
telling me how the fuck im living
losing my mind
in the alleys right between these buildings
bussin in jersey 
no need to hurry 
just another fucking state 
for every girl to curve me 
debating on wether or not
to step outside 
come to the spot 
we can smoke here all night 
we’re five miles from the drop off
our homie coming thru just to haul us 
back to the crib so we can call up 
not a single fucking soul u can’t watch us
been going longer than usual 
with the daily use of a physical
crutch that keeps me so cynical

i take i break 
i don’t match what’s at stake 
i wade i fade 
to the background where i’m safe 
i fight 
with my 
urge to end it now 
at least i make my parents proud
to make up for the college i did not attend 
sitting in one room for hours on end 
hoping my body will at least comprehend 
i shouldn’t be doing this please take care of me friend
i call to be greeted by a voicemail
hang up before i embarrass myself
last time to see me before it all goes
can i please tell you something nobody fuckin knows 
i’ll let you in on it 
if you promise to keep your mouth closed
i could go bag me a couple hoes
yeah thats what you know
would you assume that i dont get none
not even fuckin one
i can barely leave my street
to get gas for the whip
the most ill ever seem to do 
is that 20 minute trip
to pick up the drugs i 
need to get by
oh baby dont you ever wonder why
i dont have to know what makes you cry
imma blow up one day
to pay the bills for my parents
no bitch i was not the type to inherit
money to fall back on
i fall back on my backbone
thats so broken in many places
i put on one of my many faces

take a look in the mirror (prod taylor morgan)

barren

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