My memories are fading and I can't remember anything anymore but who cares.

Taken off of my album "Black Lotus Emporium", releasing August 20th.

WITH: @DIGITALFACELESS (@DHAELO & @THE0000)
PROD: @PRODBYDISTRO
MIX: @ZYROM
ART: @C3OF

LYRICS:
[HOOK]X2
Memories keep playing on the silver screen
All I ever seem to do is cast this doubt

[DHAELO]
I wonder why they all looking at me
Always was a guy at the backseat
And now they all are hella mean
And now I scare 'em off like K-Fee
Every single day has reached a plateau
Too many thoughts and many had to go
They all laugh at me like lmao
My life, I can't keep that shit simple
Lost all of my passion, I'm gettin' psychotic
My life is a comedy
Man, I feel like being inside in a bad sitcom
Can't even think properly
I wonder why they all looking at me
Set up a banquet, for dinner some envy
Try with my life whatever you want
I don't give much of a fuck lately

[HOOK]X2
Memories keep playing on the silver screen
All I ever seem to do is cast this doubt

[SAINT SLEEP]
I don't want to get so sentimental
Every single day that just pass is a burden on my soul
I can't be that guy that you ask for
Staying up all night tryna catch my breath in an oxygen mask
Bottle all the old days up in a flask
Cant even drown what comes with a lifejacket
Lost all my passion
Lost all my chances
Lost in my 20s and I can't find a map
Everything pass by like a blur in a window
Wish I didn't want to take it slow
Mountain on my back and the rocks rolling off
Climbing backwards in a landslide
Cant do this and I can't do that
Won't stop till I meet my standards
I was tryna hold on to a slice of the good old days till the rain made it all soggy

[HOOK]X2
Memories keep playing on the silver screen
All I ever seem to do is cast this doubt

[THEO]
Struggling like a motherfucker
As the days go by I lose track of time
I wanna break a neck and then I'll fuck up a bench
And overflow my tears to drown inside of them
I feel like a burden to everybody
I'm staying on my own, no one to judge
Cause they never gave a fuck about my feelings
I'm laying on my bed just like a corpse now
I won’t get fucked anymore and break their fucking bones
You better watch your back, I'll rip your heart apart
Like you just did with mine, a fucking bloody mess
You crushed it in your hands, I'll rip your head apart
And get my sweet revenge for all these fucking years
I lived inside the fear but now I'm numb
I don’t feel anything
I'm gonna take a nap, please never wake me up

[HOOK]X2
Memories keep playing on the silver screen
All I ever seem to do is cast this doubt

Black Lotus Emporium

Vinegar Syndrome ft. D'Haelo & Theo

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Vinegar Syndrome ft. D'Haelo & Theo [prod. distro]

engineered/mixed by MrSadBoy

cover art Jamfaon

production by NetuH

Lyrics:

(Yeah)
Love it when that money talk to me cause ima talk back
Scouter read they’re pussy by the way they quick to fall back
Never sell my soul for no check or no contract
Really want the smoke but scared of second handed contact?
God, damn
Got me starring at this cup alone
When she hit me back I changed my mind leave me the fuck alone
Walk this bitch and run alone
Stand up and show up alone
One hit to that cranium gon rearrange your fucking dome
Jae the coldest freeza no I don’t know what got into me
Try to ride the wave you get converted to an MP3
I don’t got no opps I’m only seeing opportunities 
Got ‘em shaking in they’re boots like weather under 10 degrees
Pray that god forgive me cause the money I commit 
I done seen plenty bad hoes who still ain’t make the list
You could do a million good things, they won’t acknowledge shit
Blow your brains around the place 
Turn you to an optimist 
I don’t do exclusives no you bitches make me sick 
I don’t wanna hear excuses so I mute that stupid shit 
Tryna get up in my spine, but your blade just ain’t sharp enough 
Have your shawty open legs, show her how I really cut

IM NOT SORRY, IM NOT SORRY, IM NOT SORRY, IM NOT SORRY!
YOU A BITCH, YOU A BITCH, YOU A BITCH, YOU A BITCH!
IM NOT SORRY, IM NOT SORRY, IM NOT SORRY, IM NOT SORRY!
LET IT HIT, LET IT HIT, LET IT HIT, LET IT HIT!
IM NOT SORRY, IM NOT SORRY, IM NOT SORRY, IM NOT SORRY!
YOU A BITCH, YOU A BITCH, YOU A BITCH, YOU A BITCH!
IM NOT SORRY, IM NOT SORRY, IM NOT SORRY, IM NOT SORRY!
LET IT HIT, LET IT HIT, LET IT HIT, LET IT HIT!

IMNOTSORRY! (prod. NetuH)

Back again blacked out I pop out what’s happening? 
Shout out to Missing no tapping in
Exclusive, elusive, you losing but choosing continuing self inflict bruising
I prophesize incoming ending, please weep for your majesty, agnostic shooters they blasphemy
Question behaviors and who has been favored I think I was cursed with this apathy
Found myself a new low
What the fuck you motherfuckers thinking that you know?
Nothing i don’t hoe
Killing by the milly, population control hoe
Bagging like I’m Frodo
Cholo with the pogo, don’t get shot up like a photo
Cause Im colder than the froyo and you chicken like el polo, can’t fuck with you putos, yall culo
You still sucking your thumb, alien gun need no drum
Alien blood in my veins its the Ouija that doesn’t belong
Scream cuz she ride on my um, xanax I mix it with rum
Shawty is thick fuck a snickers, they thinking like where is she from? Dont fuck with you bums
Shining like I’m Megaman, I bear this pain
Bear in mind I’m homicidal, make levitate
Right hand rests on top the bible, Im lying straight face
Faced enough of blunts Ive smoked my whole body weight
You might see me at the tip top, where you is not
Most you motherfuckers had one song that blew on Tik Tok
That’s where it stops, your hits flip flop
Heavy grinding, need no diamonds, need a motherfucking headshot, guess I best not
These idiots the issue
If you think you’re safe, you ain’t, just let me get utensils
Simians with missiles wearing human tissue
Chalk around the bodies turning corpses into stencils, Im mental

Population Control Pt. 2

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

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Written / Performed by @blckbrds
Produced by Aragoth
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ST. PETER'S BASILICA

Stream: https://vyd.co/NikkoManson 
prod. Michael Link
Lyrics:

All I gotta do is walk in, I’m mad handsome 
You could get rocked! 
Marilyn Manson yeah 
Clutching on my Glock - why the all dancing 
Don’t wan’ get ripped apart
Charles Manson

Let’s get it dirty in these streets 
I don’t get my hands bloody 
Cuddy do it all for me 
Master manipulator, I sold water to the sea
And reading glasses to the blind (eye)
I don’t force them to do it I just put it in they minds 
That’s why I sit up on this seat 
Kick my feet up on this throne 
Bro… how the fuck am I supposed to stack up all these bones if I don’t run into they homes 
Yuh, i know where you live! 
Who the fuck said what? 
And who do I need dig a ditch? 
Put smoke into the sky 
Leak gas into your crib 
Nah, matter fact … mask off I want em know who doin it 
On full attack 
They running back and I will still be shootin 
A sociopath ion feel nothing for yeah 
And I can see your path already boy 
You ain’t going nowhere 
I fucking love when they look hopeless 
I’ll kill you broad day in the open 
Open you wound and put the salt in 
I really wish that I was jokin 
Open my mouth and put a soap in it yuh
They wanting clout 
I’m wanting skulls pushed back 
Baby girl I ain’t fuckin if you ain’t got no class
Cause I’m elegant with it 
Dick like an elephant trunk and I’ll put it onto you bitches
Even my pen got a switch it could 
Reconstruct you or fuck you up 
But honestly wouldn’t do that cause I don’t give no fucks about you 
And if I did it would be over cause…

All I gotta do is walk in, I’m mad handsome 
You could get rocked! 
Marilyn Manson yeah 
Clutching on my Glock - why the all dancing 
Don’t wan’ get ripped apart
Charles Manson

(Pranav.wav)
Walkin like a gangsta imma walk up on yo block and say hello
If he talkin crazy when Im waving he gon have to go
And he really shakin you been fakin everything you own
You a nothing but a motha fucka that gon end up gone

Jump up out the whip I gotta go I got the piece and feelin low
If he talkin smack I find the hoe and let the 50 go
Spin the block like Im the principal i sent the bummy home
Take his head off in a second and take one more to go ghost

You a goofy do not step to me, I’m a deity
Ain’t nobody see the best in me, In the reckoning
You a toothless who would smile at me, if you had the teeth
Actin foolish you got half a plate and no shoe at your feet
Ive been lost I’ve been smoking lots, fell in love with nonsense
God I don’t see no god ain’t nobody watching
Frost on my finger lock leave that nigga frozen
Grasp on the brink of life can get grasp the concept

Cannot feel a feeling all im FeeLing is your finicking 
I don’t got a problem you the problem I am amazing
I’ve been feeling solemn in my sorrow it’s a fading ring
I don’t need to rest I need the rest of time to feel a thing

All I gotta do is walk in, I’m mad handsome 
You could get rocked! 
Marilyn Manson yeah 
Clutching on my Glock - why the all dancing 
Don’t wan’ get ripped apart
Charles Manson

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MANSON (ft. pranav.wav)

vLucifers: (XLDSXULEDKILL3R)
Blow yo wig back blow yo bitch back chiropract

Got a fat gat in my backpack let it rahh

Call me fent ten walk up with the bent then
Im a walking fein mane 
We aint on the same team 

Fuck up off fuck up off me bitch can’t you see?

Fuck up off fuck up off me bitch can’t you see ?

Fuck up off Fuck up off me bitch can’t you see 

Fuck up off fuck up off me bitch can’t you see?
 
That I be walking with the dead 
I don’t give a fuck about the bread 
ever since the fuckin feds 
Tried run up on my shed 

I be hiding on my checks 

Bloody boots and bloody legs 

Give a fuck about no head 

Want that pussy wet instead 

Told that bitch to get the fuck on
I want to go to mardigra and get my fuck on

Every body that I knew I had turned on 

I got knife up on back but it ain’t hurt nah 

I use the knife to stab you back I bet it hurt ya

I domt judge but luci why you snorting all that snow 

I dont judge but luci why you smoking all that dope

I dont judge but luci why you always acting low 

I told that bitch to fuck up off my dick you dirty hoe 

I never questioned what you did you stupid hoe 

I never asked you stopped that shit I knew you would tho 

Never asking for favor cuz you  stupid hoe 

Ill rather OF stay up in the sky away from you, too

And that stupid ass thats friend of yous

Tryna catch views but you lookin musty stanky cooch 

Who the fuck are you tryna tell me what the fuck to do 

End up on the news next time you say luci why you do
——————————-

vCherrysoho: (KEIFVONCLEEF)
Von Cleef & Arpels bracelet
Looking like a gold locust nest
Let me tell you why
That night when I was little
Bringing knife to to gun fights
Time for murder time 
Bitch then say less
Shooting out my room
Shotgun shell infested room

Locked up in my room
 Im becoming king of doom

Look up to the sky 
wondering why im alive?

I got the death eye
I can see who gonna live
Who gonna die 

Went through all this suffer 
Just to slowly die 

I’ve been trippin seeing shadows
on my fuckin ceiling

Brains brains brains 
Zombitch my middle name 

Hit the opposition the 40 im the clap man 
Fuck ya bitch from the back 
 Like a real $cum prodigy 

Driving off a perc thinking i just hit somebody
He the hunan speedbump 
Protect my car fron all glass and scratches 
He gonna die 

Blessing all these curses, cause in a week here you all gone die
Best be tripping like im Micheal Vick 
Killing beats just to get my check
8 years smoking back to back 
Well over 20 k in weed
Maybe its time to slow down 
And follow whats prgrammed inside of me
Modern day slavery
9/5 is all i got

Even tho it aint for me 
All my friends have givin up on me 
Feeling like a Wilson ball lost up in the sea

Ghost em all and fly away
I bet they wont even question 
Where is cherry, where he is?
I thought he was doing good

Login to his ramport
And now shit is
loooking differently
use to check on everyone 
But now that im gone
My thousand dollar phone went numb
Long aho turned on dnd 
Long ago turned off my ringer
——————————————-

JINX: (666thWARLORDFUCK)

uzi spit a loogie on ya bitch 
i don’t give a flying fuck 
fist fuck a hoe dis
pistol whipp yo bitch
while i’m bussin off a fuckin tesla 
holly shit bitch steady acting fuckin etrxa
all i haer is blah blah mothafucka blah blah 
pull up and the choppa get to tweakin going rha rha
bitch i am the sun god stepin on the sun ya
pussie get to close ya i might just burn ya
pop another tripple stack
now ya bitch throw it back
yeah she tryna suck dick 
holly shit from the back 
she just made my balls clap 
neva did some shit for you
she a freaky deaky ass hoe 
she go up da mood
pistol whipp that bitch till she get it right

EVERLASTING DEGENERATION

PROWLER [PROD. FXCKJAMiE]

If he walked how hes talking i dont he’d speak again
Couldnt care if you agreed with it
I dont need a approval, opinions, religion you follow a guide and you’re still a shit person
There is no God in my verses, maybe some ego atleast there’s a purpose
I could never be the motherfucker on the cover, i dont get along with others purely due to my discernment
Wearing a mask for immersion, go figure they hate every version
I dont wanna try to safe face anyway, mane who am I impressing everybody’s straight worthless
Let em fly high where the birds be
When these fuckers die it really hurts me
We were in the middle of a surgery
Spirits stuck wander in purgatory
Lethargic you harmless, not predatory
Regardless youre parked in infirmatory 
The way that I view you derogatory 
Shrine made of your organs in the dormitory 
Irrelevant i wanna sever shit im on a separate path, bullet his brain and I laugh, bully his bride and i dash, burning up hash, lowkey Im mad
Heavy with the weapon spreading lead Im on the way to heaven they gon send me back to send a message to the masses but they slower than molasses I dont care how much time passes I just wanna touch the ashes of the past
Couldnt care less that the shit that I say may come off as a cringey remark 
Now hes biting the curb he got parked and if that boy was smart he would never had tried me, he barked
Boy he had heart
Had cuz its past tense Im having a half of his heart on the shelf, been displaying it like hes an elk
Cards in your hand have been dealt, couldve been worse you admit it yourself
Next is your kin, youre not alone in hell
Who am i kidding? Its solitude cells
Less than in prison but still youre a shell
Materialistic, new belt
I dont wanna go til I really know if there is afterlife Id rather there is no
Id rather not another place im sharing with you hoes
I dont wanna see you motherfuckers as a ghost
Ima bleed another motherfucker let em know
Ouija do the most, Ouija overdosed
Ouija isnt nothing but the lowest of the low
Ouija with the squeegee with the pole gotta scope
So low, a motherfucker solo to my life im a no show
Leaking red, rojo, you dont really wanna know hoe, like Im falling in a trap door Ouijaboy

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