written / performed by @blckbrds
prod. Scottzilla
eng. @tumaggz

BLOOD:HOUND

take me to your altar
show me what you offer
turn me to a crawler
can someone call the doctor
like no im not no talker
mister collect the dollars
stay silent like im gothic
and travel like a baller
(bitch)
take me to your altar
show me what you offer
turn me to a crawler
can someone call the doctor
like no im not no talker
mister collect the dollars
stay silent like im gothic
and travel like a baller

i dont give a fuck about a lot of things
cigarette to find the peace
sick of pussys biting me
we know u got a crush
get the fuck up off of me
i be smoking grinding cheese
underwxrld my family
don’t ask you was, the fuck?
you think you socrates?

i feel like a bum
i feel like im bumboi
riding thru my city 
with the drums double guns boy
hit you and your son
give a fuck about a lover boy 
904 the hub i got shooters undercover
the way they do just what i want
yea this that mothafuckin murder talk
dis a life of risk
i’ll leave my house but kept the burners on
heard you play your tape
function told you turn it off
i’m a man of taste 
show me something ian heard before

i saw an angel fall deep into the underwxrld
to sell her soul to make it rain inside another world
i saw an angel fall...
take me to the underwxrld

take me to your altar
show me what you offer
turn me to a crawler
can someone call the doctor
like no im not no talker
mister collect the dollars
stay silent like im gothic
and travel like a baller
(bitch)
take me to your altar
show me what you offer
turn me to a crawler
can someone call the doctor
like no im not no talker
mister collect the dollars
stay silent like im gothic
and travel like a baller

my body is a sacrificial instrument (prod. trulife)

FLYWEIGHT

Written / Performed by @blckbrds
Produced by CJack (FKA @sectunit)
Engineered by @tumaggz

SNAKES AND LADDERS

SHATTERED BROW OF OZYMANDIAS

Written / Performed by @blckbrds
Produced by Aragoth
Engineered by @tumaggz

ST. PETER'S BASILICA

FERRYMAN PROD. 1HAN

LYRICS:

I wonder why, get inside with the .556
Like fuck it I don't miss none
I wonder why, I wanna die
Let me die with a hit, I promise I don't miss none
I wonder why, get inside with the .556
Like fuck it I don't miss none
I wonder why, I wanna die
Let me die with a hit, I promise I don't miss none

With the raw, I'mma get us all, fuck it fly away
Came and saw, boy don't get involved, you can die today
I break the law, Mama get the call, lock em up and pray
No they don't know nothin bout it so how the fuck they relate
I'm off that raw boy don't get involved, you wont make it out that
Stick it up on my body tell me what you know about that
That raw shit you never saw, welcome to the grave
No you don't know nothin bout it, don't ever say we the same

Okay okay, keep that thang tucked
Revy don't fuck with fake love
Fuck you gotta say now
Go and tell me what you made of
That fetty do 'em dirty
Don't you play with shit you ain't done
Aye Revy boy I fuck with you
Like where you get your name from
I'm comin up, wait, boy its hot
Don't you hate on what you got
You got plenty don't need extra
Better play it while you got it
I go Ham I go retarded
I go dumb ain't even started
I'mma go back to the way I was
With a fucked up plan I think I lost it
I'mma mothafuckin G-O-Dick her down and leave hoe
Wake up in the morning with a pocket full of cheat code
Tell me what you need hoe
Static blowing geek smoke
I ain't even tell em
I just drop it down and reload
I let the mothafuckin beat ride
Stay up til my teeth rot
You gon' have to bury me before I go to detox
This that started from a pill shit
Baby this that real shit
Don't fuck with anybody rather die before I feel shit

With the raw, I'mma get us all, fuck it fly away
Came and saw, boy don't get involved, you can die today
I break the law, Mama get the call, lock em up and pray
No they don't know nothin bout it so how the fuck they relate
I'm off that raw boy don't get involved, you wont make it out that
Stick it up on my body tell me what you know about that
That raw shit you never saw, welcome to the grave
No you don't know nothin bout it, don't ever say we the same

I wonder why, get inside with the .556
Like fuck it I don't miss none
I wonder why, I wanna die
Let me die with a hit, I promise I don't miss none
I wonder why, get inside with the .556
Like fuck it I don't miss none
I wonder why, I wanna die
Let me die with a hit, I promise I don't miss none

STATIC

STATIC (prod. Free Quenzy)

Stream: https://vyd.co/NikkoManson 
Lyrics:



Buy MANSON 

MANSON (ft. pranav.wav)

Caution the clique we don’t miss we’ll make your heart race then erase any trace of this place, war
Serrated blade size of a sword, hardcore I need more gore galore 
Off of the rip its off with your head and off with your limbs
Ouija’s beatings leaving weakened meaning, life of the kid
Off of a whim Im swishing the rim think that Im him
A bottle’s bottom topples all of the men, begin
Capitol O decapitate foes, the less that you know the better need green, guns and cheddar mild
Squeeze, scream, bleed, steam from thunder while
These pleas leave streets and gutters, wild
Don’t mean to impose, demeanor is cold, that means my heart froze, shout out bro, we juxtapose hoe
Even demons dream of Ouija pleading give him his soul
Tape hate date rape fate demeaning a hoe
Make way for the mane straight breaking the code
In my zone smoking bones of O, yo hot box pop rocks smelling, face it alone
Non stop drops underground where I’m home
The verbal oppressor professor, burning the pressure my pleasure, terminal illness you feel this never the lesser trend killer
I got an itch in the back of my mind only a weapon can fix Im convinced, Ill always be this sick 
Fuck the mosque, the church will burn, lets hit the synagogue
Every person learns there’s nothing after all
Death Im not concerned I’d rather see the fall
Of the human worms, the blessings of the saw
A call to maul, Allah I lost my sense of wrong
Kali Ma, the God of Death, Im tapped in with the law
Not the jakes, the fakes I face they featherweight
Better yet I bet that I could him levitate
Its the Delirious G O D, but fuck what you heard hoe you don’t know me
Flipping up the bird since before ‘03
I can get you served if you need that weed, the green
I got no rivals, you try me get stifled, get stuck with the rifle with sticks like I’m tribal, you dead on arrival, you idle, a demon left deep in hell, king is my title
Dont get your shit beat in dont end up six feet and your friends wont have to mourn a story another missing man
Stab wounds leaking salt to rub in
Stiffen up your nerves disturbed lets burn loose ends
Confident conquering all of it slaughtering prophetic offering awful and ominous 
Carcasses tarnish the granite granted Im welcoming mess
Im with the Missing cadets, you best be sending your best
Missing stepping on necks kid
I plead the 5th and I bleed a 5th
Smoke Cheetah piss, love how the reefer hit
Toking dope alone a broken soul known for spliffs 
Hopeless joker never sober think Im losing it

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