make it rain all blood when i walk in the club
vampire slayer seen me carved out the rust
push a pussy boy down put yo hands in the dust
so poor no bands you don’t profit enough
i can feel the skin on my face goin numb
is it life is it death i been caught in a cusp
never switch sides come alive in the dusk
im entranced to the flame when i spark my blunt

cus i gotta get high
i get high
you could throw signs
it’s all lies
boy you aint gang
you not tied
and yo phone so dry, popeyes
now i gotta keep a 9 when i come outside
i could lose my life if i close my eyes
opps don’t blink better bottle that pride
i could run your shit boy just bag my fries

i can’t trust a soul
got a barbed wire fence
i drew lines in the snow, do a ritual again
like a sad song, i could crash the event
i would rather be alone
than be with a fake bitch
ride with the demons or play with the gods
i got bags in the back i’m tryna sneak thru the front
smokes in the sky til you can’t see the sun
im a devil in the night with the wings uncut

didn’t sleep last night
got too many thoughts in my mind
scared to close my eyes
the demons send my head running

You not in the family boy you not made 
cut the head off anything living that got fangs 
Oh yeah we got a problem Jake, I hate snakes
Why you moving federal? 
I’m bouta put a case on ya 
Cut his heart out and beat it in his face
Imma fuck his bitch hardstyle
Clap her with some bass
She trynna hold down on me, want my baby in her
Keep that metal on me like I’m Blade 
A slayer, is what I was born 
Want debate? 
Step into my den 
All these men turn to mice opposin my pen
When the metal go down, my trap make a sound and crush you 
We airing it out if you won’t come out to buck up
A lot of motherfuckers want me dead right now 
Road to west 
You won’t step you need to lay your ass down 
forever 

Blood sucka
Draped in pink 
I won’t stop to think 
I won’t stop to wonder
Nothing bouta ya 
I can tell you bluffin bout your past baby 
It wasn’t him 
You’ve killed before and I won’t be your last baby
I’m lying if I ever said I’ve slept because i

didn’t sleep last night
got too many thoughts in my mind
scared to close my eyes
the demons send my head running

loat! x nikko - vampire slayer (prod. cyfal)

DRACULA'S CURSE [prod. Undead Ronin]

POPSTAR By Reap, Eryxse, Young Hollow, & Zodiac Killers

ZODIAC KILLERS
https://www.instagram.com/zodiackillerzzz/

Reap's Socials
https://www.instagram.com/reapkills/

YOUNG HOLLOW's socials
https://www.instagram.com/younghollowbaby  

My socials
Youtube: https://youtube.com/c/eryxse
Soundcloud: https://soundcloud.com/eryxse
Twitter: https://x.com/shotgunricky100
Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/eryxse
Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/artist/6imt6WsSJ4CsmGIynup4wW
Itunes: https://music.apple.com/us/artist/eryxse/1551347360
^^THESE ARE MY ONLY SOCIALS!^^

POPSTAR

POPSTAR (ALICIA KEYS)

prod Prod. Zyller & Zepelin
Mixed by aragoth
Cover by Cover by: https://www.instagram.com/sathvriel

Lyrics:
It was never bout the money or the fame
All these pussy mutha fucka’s switching lanes 
Imma tell you I ain’t fucking with these lames 
Why the hell these bitches keep on playing games 
In the Cadillac just cruising in the rain 
Riding round the block just looking for a stain
Tryna turn another opp into a strain 
Smoking Tracy pack it’s fuckin wit my brain
I done let the demon out the devils cage 
Creeping lurking drag yo body in a cave 
Living life with all this mutha fucking rage 
slit my wrists and let it bleed into the drain 
It’s the only way to numb all of the pain 
Tell my homie he can lie all on my name 
do whatever when Im inside of the grave 
Put my body in the ground let me decay 
Kill a pussy boy and look em in the face 
Spinning blocks like we tryna win a race 
Guarantee that we beat this fucking case 
Everybody that’s a witness getting slain 
Everybody that’s around is getting sprayed 
Living in the trap at night I had to pray 
God ain’t listen imma demon anyway
Do a hit on anyone long as it pays 
And I’m Hungrier than ever need that food up on my plate 
Pull the trigger squeeze that shit and never hesitate 
Send a pussy boy straight up to the heavens gates 
Or if he goes to hell imma meet him cuz it’s fate 
Stepping up to me and I’m putting em in his place 
Dump the body in a river never leave a single trace 
Smoking in a hotbox I can’t see shit through the haze 
Drugs play with my memory so everything’s a daze 
I can’t fuck with anyone all they care bout is plays 
Stacking money nothing new soon as I got a taste 
saving all my money in a mutha fuckin safe 
even got a stash spot for every other state 
have a million in cash if I keep up at this rate 
I’m risking it all just to be one of the the greats 
Stuck inside the slums tryna move out of this place
And you can’t get rid of me cuz the prophets here to stay

DEVIL’S CAGE

Some more timber for you guys
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ACE BLOOD MALICE

LEAK IN SOME ROUGE TUNES ARE FILLIN UP MY CHALICE

I DRINK THE MUSIC FROM A SIDE-STEPPED REALM YOU SEE AS A FALLAC-y

IM CRUNCHIN NUMBERS AND THE UNDER-SHADOW OF DATA SEES 

Im Im Im waking up in inner vault, see my core of soul doin something bout that summer fault

I started an earthquake, right off my birthday - im eating numbers Im spitting them out

Making a model of em right on a gold-glass table after candles imcrashin it out  

Waking, baking, uh sillouette with satan, Ima clip out my debt, up behind me fuck it - yeah Im famous, looking in abyss and then callin it feds 

I can see it now, I'm flippin throw, kickflip my future off  shiny new crib...

Porsche gt4 with like 4 whores watchin outside got side-skirts burnouts and skids.... Yeh

Call me mother-fuckin scriptz, call me devil-daphodila-plucka with some anti-psychotic got beans in his lid 

Im catapult the tone, mono want chrome, scribing in my chest- and I write it in the tome

IM a wraith with heady-full of headies and some hopes - thinkin bout that rope swing, daily sayin nope

BLOOD FICTION (PROD. CREEKO)

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

SNAKES AND LADDERS

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

GOD I$ WHATEVER I WANT

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

VALUE MEAL

SHATTERED BROW OF OZYMANDIAS

FERRYMAN PROD. 1HAN

LYR!CS

(HOOK)
Now I’m waiting for some better days
Everyday still stuck in the same old ways
I am different yet I still feel fucking the same
I’m in my bag but I’m not okay

Now I’m waiting for some better days
Everyday still stuck in the same old ways
I am different yet I still feel fucking the same
I’m in my bag but I’m not okay

(VERSE)
Suffering from BPD can somebody help me
I feel like different people split personality
No need to sing a melody just to tell you how I feel
I think that I’m crazy feels like nothing is real

God I hate who I am I don’t ever feel enough
Living in my head things are getting rough
I’m way to soft even though you think I’m tough
Every fucking day feeling like I’m dragged through the mud 

(HOOK)
Now I’m waiting for some better days
Everyday still stuck in the same old ways
I am different yet I still feel fucking the same
I’m in my bag but I’m not okay

Now I’m waiting for some better days
Everyday still stuck in the same old ways
I am different yet I still feel fucking the same
I’m in my bag but I’m not okey

SNAKES AND LADDERS

blckbrd.