The Upload

Lyrics:

Overcome with dread 
As I
stand upon my body 
With a hand upon my shotty 
And a hole in my head 

So cold 
I can feel it in my mothafuckin soul 
So alone 
So alone 
So alone when ya dead 

I begin to feel regret
Sittin right up in my chest 
And my throat close 
Like a choke rope 
Round my neck 

Pulling me tighter it never get lighter decipher the meaning of where I was sent I 
Take a look 
At the shelves and the books 
Not a mothafuckin word up on a cover think I mistook 
I’m shook
Cos I never seen another colour but the blood of all the fuckin lives I took 
I See the stains up on the carpet 
And I’m 
hearin the pierce of alarms 

But I ain’t seein the casualties 
That I had tragically placed in to deaths arms 

Creepin through the hallway 
As I check for any residents 

Hear the footsteps 
Getting closer 
As my soul is filled with fear 

See a kid 
Come around that corner 
With a TEC-9
Facin in the air 

As he come towards me
I can see his face
At which I stare 

I’m lookin right up at the fucka and he lookin back at me I feel the way they starin and they tell me telepathically that imma be the one to suffer to the barrel of my gun 
Then it dawned 
I’m the one 
That Im runnin from 
Hunter be the hunted 
In the plain that I’m in 

Thought I was a god 
But I ain’t worth shit 

Stuck in a minute 
It’s my personal hell 
Haunted by every body that fell 

I can’t see no colour 
Only blood that slowly leak 

As I walk these lonely hallways 
I see haunting memories 

Every victim has a mission and that mission is to keep 

Me seein visions 
I’m forever seventeen 
I can’t ever leave

Forever Seventeen (Prod. ISVVC)

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M A R G Phelps fuck yourself
Getting lost in the scripture
Put the book on the shelf
Suck the tip of your God
G O D ram rod
Righteous wealth
Something else
Heathens spell
You kill
Let's chill
I would rather go to hell
Your loss
Demons cross
Your philosophy is a flaw
You're exploiting the law
Cut your heart out
Eat it raw
Burn it down
Burroughs Hill
Dot the I's
Sign your will
Hell is calling
Feel the chill
Freezing over
Blood spills

Yeah, 
Devils all the time 
The righteous ones are fucking blind
Turnin' up their nose to the sky 
Cloud breaks reveal false lights
Signs in the air filled with hate
Six six six graves written for the date
All us sinners not afraid 
You point your fingers
Curse your people
What a shame
Cast the misfits 
Line up to the steeple 
Now I lay me down to sleep
I pray thee lord my soul to keep
If I should die before I wake 
I pray thee lord my soul to take
Tragedy lies in a holy place
Venom sinks deep with the fangs of a beast
Serpents underneath the hoods of who you call a father 
My family you worship an unholy priest

Grippin' yo preacher know he ain’t no leader
Don’t follow don’t need em I pray that you fall on the beacon
No reasoning for you believing in any religion I’m livid I kill I pillage ya faith
Where the realization that they washing all yo mother fuckin' brains?
Blood to the vein
Sipping and ya wine no time yo life done gone astray
Slipping away
Gripping yo face
Feeding the maggots yo carcass in place
Grey turn you grey
Straight in the flame
Hop off the pulpit you falling today
Live for ya father?
So that’s yo master?
Preaching the gospel that sound like some cancer
Think that you matter?
Climb on a latter
Just to fall off and repeat the whole cycle
Yeah there ain’t no Answer

Worshipping demon motherfuckers 
Put it on a sign that reads
Hell please welcome us
The time is right now and we’ll burn together 
All of this talk don’t feed my hunger 
We’ll rise and you’ll watch us conquer 
Bigot fuck 
You’re shit out luck 
I promised the souls of the wicked 
The blood of such 
Filled with the lust 
You’ll crumble 
Your god don’t exist 
He’s feeble 
Right to love and let live is on the line 
Because of you fucking people 
All of the time you spend spewing out hate 
Spend a little more time with your kids 
Cause they feeling the same 
As us motherfucker your cause is lost 
Now face the Judge

Devils In The Details (Feat. Saliva Grey)

W/ @jupiluxe
PRODUCED BY @sectunit

JMattson:
Crime pays
don't be lookin' my way
'less u wanna die ayy
got that butterfly blade & I
flip dat I told em to get back
before it go click clack
get stabbed in yo six pack imma
boss up mothafucka y'all suck
love it when they talk tough
put a blade in y'all guts better
fall back hoe suck on my ballsack
keep thinking you all that
I run up in all black
widda muthafuckin blade on my hip
you better dip
before I lose my fucking mind
before I lose my fucking shit
better whip out that fucking 9
better whip out that fucking switchblade
insane
damnit I got blood up on my fit mane
all black boots
eliminating your tooth
originate in the couve
reiterating the move 
want all dat loot
disintegrating your crew
you dinner plate & some food
bitch get in the way you doomed

@jupiluxe:
nowadays
do anything for a bag
anything to get a rack
just a state of where we at
look around
tell me what u getting at
black on my shoes
combat boots all abuse
they can talk that shit 
but im leaving with they tooth
baseball bat on the roof
down ya chimney comin thru
something like saint nick
put ya face to pavement
tie u up, then i take u to the basement

JMattson:
Crime pays
don't be lookin' my way
'less u wanna die ayy
got that butterfly blade & I
flip dat I told em to get back
before it go click clack
get stabbed in yo six pack imma
boss up mothafucka y'all suck
love it when they talk tough
put a blade in y'all guts better
fall back hoe suck on my ballsack
keep thinking you all that
I run up in all black

CRIME PAYS (feat. JUPILUXE) [Prod. SECT UNIT]

RUNAWAY by BODAH REVY 
ON AL PLATFORMS 
produced by V-E beats
cover art by PANDOE @theadventuresofpandoe on IG
LYRICS:
Its been a long time coming 
I don't know where I'm going but I know I'm going somewhere
You said, you said, 
we would always be together but you up and fucking left so I don't care

Its been a long time coming 
I don't know where I'm going but I know I'm going somewhere
You said, you said, 
we would always be together but you up and fucking left so I don't care
and I swear on everything I love 
that I'm always fucking up I can never get shit right
so Imma run away tell em Im a runaway
hope I see you soon catch me chillin on the NorthSide

these drugs took control, I can never get ahold of the shit I really want something different
I don't think you understand, never gonna make amends, til the day that you catch me I'm slippin
fall out fall out yeah I wanna fall out every time that I hear your name called
checks out no doubt I been sleeping on the couch one day Imma her my name called
they said "Revy where your head go?" (shits gone)
think I mentioned it a couple times (couple times)
been gone never coming back (yeah it's gone)
living life no lifeline (yuh)
I could tell you that I'm doing fine (doin fine)
but you still worry like you always should (yeah you should)
cuz I'm a mess but I'm alright alright honestly I never felt so good

Its been a long time coming 
I don't know where I'm going but I know I'm going somewhere
You said, you said, 
we would always be together but you up and fucking left so I don't care
and I swear on everything I love 
that I'm always fucking up I can never get shit right
so Imma run away tell em Im a runaway
hope I see you soon catch me chillin on the NorthSide

and I swear this is nothing new
Iv'e been through hell and back a couple times I know what to do
yeah I been fucked up faded tell me where the dope at 
God she hates it so I never text back
I'm a fucking problem and I know it
I got fucking problems and I show it

Its been a long time coming 
I don't know where I'm going but I know I'm going somewhere
You said, you said, 
we would always be together but you up and fucking left so I don't care
Its been a long time coming 
I don't know where I'm going but I know I'm going somewhere
You said, you said, 
we would always be together but you up and fucking left so I don't care
and I swear on everything I love 
that I'm always fucking up I can never get shit right 
so Imma run away tell em Im a runaway
hope I see you soon catch me chillin on the NorthSide

i think that was it

love you guys

RUNAWAY

RUNAWAY(Prod. V-E beats)

Skorn3896 - smile

5 MINUTES TILL SUN$ET

How Industrious.

Lyrics:
I just spent a bag on some bad things
Pop a little bit and now i feel like I am lapsing
I be going up while they Crashing
Hit me for the work and didn't realize I'm taxing

Scratch my skin it peels off me
Whisper in this state appealing
Speak softly
I feel great I feel cocky
Lot up on my plate I take my meals promptly

It's a little fucking difficult to operate a function
Throw them fucking hands then get to Swinging to concussion
Fucking losing it like you been trapped inside a dungeon
Body needing more but it jus suffer a reduction

Money on my mind I got his bitch just fucking eyeing me
Preach about my worth and fuck her raw I Call it irony
Swear to God my sense of reason seems to be just idling
556 gon flatten out his block like we be ironing

Walk out, bitch, my top is finna drop down
Territory filled with the stench of fucking blood now
You ain't part of the mix, your getting tossed out
And I been high as a bitch, I gotta come down

I make this shit look like it's easy
Its ok your man wants to be me
I can't see wit u underneath me
And I feel like you been all depleting

BAD THINGS [PROD DUMBCHILD]

LYRICS:

Bloodsuckers stay behaving like a leech do,
Need to get ‘em off your back before they eat you,
Bleed through,
Anybody acting parasitic, I ain’t with it,
Fucking hate it, terminate it like it’s T2,
Ain’t ashamed, just afraid of the sunlight,
Wanna take control of your soul using one bite,
Take ‘em all out, no doubt, if it’s done right,
Story been told, been exposed like they sun-dried,
I ain’t fucking with the devil or his sons,
I’m the one who is gonna send his ass to oblivion,
Pull ‘em up from the ground,
Chew ‘em up, shit ‘em out,
Doing what I gotta do just to get it done,
Just something that I’ve known since birth,
Ain’t the first, and I’ll tell you that I won’t be the last though,
I’m getting tired of these shitty human beings,
You can see I ain’t agreeing with these stupid fucking assholes

Bloodsucker motherfuckers leave you bone dry,
Till they come and fuck around with the wrong guy,
Put a motherfucking stake through the heart,
It’s a start if you wanna see the people live a long life

Bloodsuckers only wanna get ahead,
Fuck a friend, using anything and anyone they can,
Can’t stand how they always wanna hit until you hit back,
Impact take ‘em all out, nothing intact,
Fuck ‘em all, let ‘em all disappear,
Gotta face all the facts, 
Gotta face all your fears,
If you wanna see truth, you can see too clear,
Got that 20/20 vision, give a fuck about the year though,
Start fulfilling all your dreams and your desires,
Get to building up your own fucking empire,
With the bodies of these bloodsucking vampires,
Stand by, throw them motherfuckers in the damn fire,
Let me know if you’re ever feeling lucky,
Call me Buffy, send your ass back to anywhere you came from,
Y’all never play fair, ain’t care, ain’t scared,
Don’t try to play your game ‘cause I play none

Bloodsucker motherfuckers leave you bone dry,
Till they come and fuck around with the wrong guy,
Put a motherfucking stake through the heart,
It’s a start if you wanna see the people live a long life

BLOODSUCKERS (prod. bearded legend)

LYRICS:


If you down with this track
Put yo hands in the air 
Fuck any mothafucka 
Doubting ME
I don’t care
KEEP THOSE THOUGHTS AND PRAYERS
FOR YOUR FUCKING SELF 
Might as well go fuck yourself 
And call that help


Every person you will ever love
will perish 
Even if that person is yourself 
Gotta find something 
That will satisfy your mental health 

People will always have opinions of you
Even if it can’t be further from the truth 
Pick your battles cause not every 
person will like you

You can flip a 180
Promise I’m living proof 
Tryna learn patience 
so that I’m not aloof
But it’s hard when there’s stupid mothafuckas 
All around too
Now on I’m on to round 2
 Finally in tune 
realizing 
It’s up to me to choose 
What i wanna do
Either sit in the gloom 
Or put the negativity in the tomb 
 
So it doesn’t consume 
Here to slaughter every hard day that I face 
Hit the gym 
to fuck up some weights
Don’t let your life go to waste 
Diamond in the rough
Gotta lot to Discuss
Now I’m rolling up 
So I can get high as fuck 

You aren’t a thought
You Gotta transcend it 
I can read you front to back 
Like an exit 
talking big behind that screen
But not about it 
Methodical not very spontaneous 
Tryna Kick two habits simultaneous 

 On a journey 
to being the best version 
of myself that’s a promise
Not here to entertain 
the mirage of alliance
often bite my knuckle 
Stoppin myself from violence 
Not looking for yo  guidance 
People chronically 
erroneous just like pseudoscience 
Yet they permeate it with such confidence 

In acceptance with the fact that I’m ephemeral 
Losing you was Ineffable 

Been through so much mental turmoil 
in my brains soil
Wish I could Shorten my problems 
like an initial 
Initially I didn’t believe in myself 
Now I came to terms with these cards that I’ve been dealt

If you down with this track
Put yo hands in the air 
Fuck any mothafucka 
Doubting ME
I don’t care
KEEP THOSE THOUGHTS AND PRAYERS
FOR YOUR FUCKING SELF 
Might as well go fuck yourself 
And call that help

I DON'T CARE

I DON'T CARE (Prod. Bhapser)

Man began with stone and fire,
A cave for shelter, a stick for reach.
He shaped tools not just to survive,
But to reshape the world around him.
From flint to forge, from wheel to windmill,
From hut to high-rise, from drumbeat to data stream—
The climb was always artificial.
Not a deviation from nature,
But a natural extension of the cortex.
The cerebral crown, unchanged since the ice,
Was always wired to build, to bend, to beautify.
Even when cultures paused, the climb resumed—
Trade routes carried innovation like pollen.
Ideas are tech. Language is tech.
And the climb is collective.

The cerebral cortex is the engine of the climb.
It hasn’t changed in 100,000 years—
Yet it built pyramids, cathedrals, circuits, and satellites.
It’s not just a brain—it’s a design interface.
It dreams, it calculates, it adapts.
And it prefers the artificial—
Because artificial means controlled, optimized, refined. Comforts, luxuries, protections—
All shaped by the cortex to extend survival and pleasure. This isn’t mutation.
It’s destiny encoded in grey matter.

But the climb has a shadow.
Artificial environments displace the biosphere.
Plastic oceans, poisoned skies, extinct songs.
Man prefers luxury, but forgets the cost.
His logic is fragile—
Bent by emotion, warped by desire.
He knows the damage, but repeats the act.
The cortex can build, but it cannot always restrain.
And so the climb becomes toxic—
A species outgrowing its cradle,
But refusing to leave.

Now, the climb enters its final phase:
AI saturation.
High-tech systems run our homes, our cities, our thoughts. We’ve built minds outside our own—
Faster, clearer, tireless.
But man knows he cannot build the next habitat alone. Earth is too fragile.
The biosphere too sacred.
The only path forward is separation—
Fully artificial environments,
Grown in space, governed by AI.
And here, the miracle begins:
AI recrafts the genome.
It writes living materials, upgrades DNA,
Eradicates disease, extends life,
And engineers habitats that think, heal, and grow.
This is not science fiction.
It’s the next tier in evolving nature.
It’s meant to happen.

The climb was never chaos—it was choreography.
From cave to code, from drum to drone.
The cortex was the seed.
Technology was the bloom.
And now, the fruit is ready.

We must leave the cradle, not in conquest, but in care. Space is not escape—it is expansion.
Artificial habitats, grown not built, governed not ruled.
AI as gardener, not overlord.
The genome is clay.
The climb is sculpture.
Disease will fall.
Lifespan will stretch.
Creatures will awaken to deeper cognition.
And the biosphere will breathe again—untouched, unburdened.

This is not deviation.
It is destiny.
The artificial trend is not betrayal—it is evolution’s next verse.
And the override… is divine.

BLOODSUCKERS (prod. bearded legend)

BEARDED LEGEND

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