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PUTTHEBOLT - FUCKING DAY

Baker- Fuck Da World Mode

8corpses Lyrics:

Bitch
I’m a pothead
Till I dropdead 
I got highdeas 
Goin on in my head 
bag full dro
bag full doe 
If a bitch wanna beef 
Then I bag up that hoe


BLAZED OFF THE 
RAW CONE
KUSH HIT THE DOME
NOW IM MOTHAFUCKIN STONED
Sippin on a 40 while
 I wait for the next toke 
Push my face 
through the weed smoke 
wish this was the epilogue 
But it’s really just a monologue 
Logging words monolithically 
with my fervent tongue 
I do this for the old and young
Do it for homie
 who wanted to be hung
You never know what’s in the minds
Of others we walk among
admitting wrong 
Is The first step 
To humbling one 
Even if you don’t want to breath that phrase 
Out of your lung 
Got hella Weed smoke in my lungs
Hitting that top shelf outta the bong
My Lifes been shattered 
Scatter brain 
Brain scattered 
They said
I needa get it together 
My brain feels like pieces of glass 
Duct Taped together 
Hate feelin
under the weather
I’m insane
Insanely toakin 
on the reefer
Why the liquor taste better when your life is shittier 
Chronologically
Smoking chronic 
chronically 
Undoubtedly 
Trying to figure out 
What helps me 
Coming loose at the seams
Life isn’t always as it seems
Taking a brisk walk 
On this beat 
try to walk on me 
You will get
 briskly beat
Not here to deceive 
Imma step on any motherfucka
that try to test me
Feelin frisky 
Dont frisk me
Everything is risky
Risking my life with every
 sip of the whiskey 

Bitch
I’m a pothead
Till I dropdead 
I got highdeas 
Goin on in my head 
bag full dro
bag full doe 
If a bitch wanna beef 
Then I bag up that hoe

Bearded Legend:

Coming back from a mental block,
Gotta keep it all moving like the hands on a clock,
Better know your damn role, I ain't talking bout The Rock,
If you're smelling what I'm cooking, I'ma put you in a headlock,
If you really wanna know, I ain't getting bored,
Tell you 'bout my life, I ain't talking in a metaphor,
Lonely motherfucker like the Beatles singing Eleanor,
Getting what I wanna and you know I'm always getting more,
People telling me I'm crazy, maybe,
They won't ever get it 'cause them motherfuckers lazy,
Ain't no telling where the mind of this man goes,
Moving so fast like I'm playing on a banjo,
It's another nice dream, we awaken,
Looking all around, realize it's amazing,
You hating, all the while you're feeling complacent,
Shut the fuck up or have a date with the pavement,
Still gotta stay sane, I'm okay, otherwise I'm gonna turn into my own worst enemy,
Still gotta stay sane, it's okay, otherwise you're gonna turn into your own worst enemy

DERANGED (feat. Bearded Legend) [Prod. scaryplain]

WON'T LIE ft. SXMPRA (PROD. OCD BZICCA)

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Lowtemporary Vol. 1

Gramatik - Brave Men Feat. Eskobars

LYRICS:
Metamorphosis 
Through the catharsis 
I’m a work in progress 
Reaping the benefits 
I’m an Amalgamation 
of trauma and psychosis 
Mitigated it 
with whatever substance


The best revenge in life is success 
words from my mother
We often resign to the familiar
Used to Play with razors  
Like a peaky blinder 
Gettin flashbacks
Like Thomas Shelby 
Hittin that bottle 
That subsequently created even more problems
For me
People are so janky
Not a single ounce of trust dwelling in me
No need to ingratiate me


People love to throw rocks
Then hide their hands
Banzai like a WW2 solider from Japan 
Just know
People love to backstab 
Like what America 
Did to Black kettle of the 
Cheyenne 
They tell you to pull yourself up by your boot straps
My Brain is hella overcast
Looking for the source 
Of this chaos like a Shot spotter 
Gotta change my thought pattern
Telling me I don’t matter
Welcome to rock bottom
Drug 
Problem 
Walking chasm
For so long I’ve tried making 
problems a solution 
And solutions a problem

I used to take drugs
Until the drugs took me
My head goes in circles 
like a Ferris wheel
rollercoaster taming off the seraquel

Frequent flyer miles with 
wanting 
 life to be over 
Struggling with myself 
over going sober 
People say mental health matters
But then turn around 
and not care if you’re somber 

THEY DONT CARE (x4)

I do this for the people I had in my life
Who couldn’t show up for themselves 
When they were suicidal they couldn’t 
Think of nothing else 
You can keep your thoughts and prayers 
to yourself 
With these cards that I’m dealt 
None of that helps

WHATS THE REMEDY IF I WANT TO KILL MYSELF?

WHATS THE REMEDY? WHAT’S THE REMEDY?
WHATS THE REMDEY IF I WANT TO KILL MYSELF?

Chasm (Prod. SCARYPLAIN)

MOBBS RADICAL- CAMP HOLLOW(PROD. ALYCE)

LYRICS:

Dark thoughts ricocheting in my mind
like an echo
My brain is an intercom 
For my psycho 
5150 is my brains zip code
If you hating on me homie
it’s ditto 

People will switch up even 
if you’ve been solid since the sandbox 
People will come and go just like the sandlot
Some eager to sell your secrets quicker than a crack rock
My Mind is a chatter box

Peeling back these layers of thought
Ruminating in my own thoughts as I’m distraught
Self esteem bankrupt 
Scooting through this life 
on sheer dumb luck
Wishin I could 
hydraulic press my own thoughts

My tipping points
Are passing me by like rain drops
Inner dialogue on the run nonstop 
Monstrosity 
in the form of human flesh
I’m what you get 
when crazy and potential actually mesh

when I hit the mic 
it’s apocalyptic 
Apothecary with my lips
I don’t miss 
Yeah I’m a menace 
both on and off the white
Cooking up like Mr. white 
shoulda seen the light
Needa get a grip on life

Dark thoughts ricocheting in my mind
like an echo
My brain is an intercom 
For my psycho 
5150 is my brains zip code
If you hating on me homie
it’s ditto 

Taking over ‘cause I’m willing and I’m able,
Lay my cards out on the motherfucking table,
Lay low, gotta make sure my mind’s stable,
Maintaining independence, stay connected, no cable,
Break away though it won’t be painless,
Cleansing my soul from the cold like stainless,
Steel, keep it real,
When I tell you how I feel,
I don’t gotta talk about it ‘cause them bitches know the deal now,
A director who’s about that action,
Long story short, couldn’t fit it in a caption,
Laughing all the fucking way to the bank,
Been a saint and a sinner,
A forgiver, an assassin,
All I ever wanna do is find peace,
Fight sleep while I’m searching through the land, sky, sea,
I speak all my wishes to existence,
I dream of them better fucking days when I say “I beat this”

Dark thoughts ricocheting in my mind
like an echo
My brain is an intercom 
For my psycho 
5150 is my brains zip code
If you hating on me homie
it’s ditto

8corpses & Bearded Legend - ECHO [Prod. Bhasper]

Drugs were there when I didn't have friends
Drugs are what killed all of my friends
Got this illness in my head it wants me dead
Pushing myself even though I retread
Drugs were there when I didn't have friends
Drugs are what killed all of my friends
Got this illness in my head it wants me dead
Pushing myself even though I retread

Scarred indelibly 
Ego conditioned me
To be hesitant to show vulnerability
I would shed skin before tears like leprosy
Illusion of toughness 
With leather on my body
But lethargy corrupted me
Bottles did a number on my body  Bodily
Body isn’t happy with me
Feel like my life is like a boat that’s capsizing 
And the mirage is tantalizing 

Drugs were there when I didn't have friends
Drugs are what killed all of my friends
Got this illness in my head it wants me dead
Pushing myself even though I retread
Drugs were there when I didn't have friends
Drugs are what killed all of my friends
Got this illness in my head it wants me dead
Pushing myself even though I retread


Life loves to hit you with things you won’t see coming
Like a limnic eruption 
This is my lamentation 
No exacerbation 
The sorrow within torments me 
No exaggeration 
Lets assess the situation 
Up and down with my moods like a piston
Made some scathing 
Rather erratic decisions
Depression be my affliction


Drugs were there when I didn't have friends
Drugs are what killed all of my friends
Got this illness in my head it wants me dead
Pushing myself even though I retread
Drugs were there when I didn't have friends
Drugs are what killed all of my friends
Got this illness in my head it wants me dead
Pushing myself even though I retread

Drugs were there when I didn't have friends
Drugs are what killed all of my friends
Got this illness in my head it wants me dead
Pushing myself even though I retread
Drugs were there when I didn't have friends
Drugs are what killed all of my friends
Got this illness in my head it wants me dead
Pushing myself even though I retread

Addiction [Prod. Blxxdmage]

So much hubbub
In the mind 
They say this life shit 
takes time
Shit 
all it’s ever done was
 take away my time 
And the people in my life

When you was out with mommy and daddy
getting dip n dots
I was losing my shit in the trenches 
Off the microdot 
these lyrics 
rolling off the tongue 
Like a lollipop
Given to a patient 
That just got their immunization shot
Seen way too many die
And Way too many shot
Avoiding looking trauma in the eyes
So mine are bloodshot

Iris got Melanin 
Flavored Watermelon 
Melatonin
melancholy 
Melodies 
Mellow Me
Melodramatically 
Im melting 

Mental Acumen
Got these Haters fuming 
Listening Intently 
mukbang ramen
deviant specimen
Dead man walking
Walking the talk 
talking how I’m walking

So much hubbub
In the mind 
They say this life shit 
takes time
Shit 
all it’s ever done was
 take away my time 
And the people in my life

Thinking about these thoughts that I been thinking about 
I’m getting them out my brain and into music and I’m giving it out 
To people who be struggling heavy with waves in they brain they can’t figure it out 
I’ll try an help em out 
Haven’t had a voice in like 4 months 
Tried to quit the drinking and avoid blunts
But my throats rust 
Sucking down the honey and a cold front of aqua but it won’t budge 
Giving up that’s a no son. 
I keep it moving like the blood in my veins 
I’m feeling healthy but my mental don’t always feel the same
I lost a couple and I’m feeling the blame
But I remember life’s a game and you’ll remember our names

I been feeling 
Kinda like a psycho 
I go crazy 
Everywhere that I go 
Mushrooms saved me 
Then i over did them 
Lost in the matrix 
I control the ending 

I hate 
I love
IM Falling off
IM Blowing up


So much hubbub
In the mind 
They say this life shit 
takes time
Shit 
all it’s ever done was
 take away my time 
And the people in my life

8corpses x Trippythakid - Hubbub (Prod. 3OD)

Had a go at another Biggie acapella, went a bit mad

Notorious B.I.G - Cash Flow (Produced By IC)

POLLUTED PARADISE

[LYRICS]
(CHETTA)
FILL UP MY CUP TO THE TIP ITS A MUST
IMA POUR ABOVE THE RIM TUPAC WITH THE TUSS
I COULD MIX A COMBINATION
LIL TECH LIL ACT
SHOW UP DEEP LIKE CONVERSATION
LET ME LIVE LET ME ACT
REAL TALK VISION VIVID
IVE DONE SEEN BODY BAGS
TOE FOR TOE WITH ANY VICTIM
IVE DONE SHOOK KILLAS HANDS
TALKING MONEY OVER GRAMS
WRAPPING BRICKS UP WITH SARAN
COUPLE HOMIES OFF THE TAN
AIR YOU OUT YOU A FAN
WELL ILL BE GODDAMN
BUT GOD DONT EXIST SO I GUESS ITS JUST DAMN
FROM A WHOLE NOTHER PLANET
HOPING OUT THE TRANS-AM
SMOKEY THE BANDIT
SWERVING IN MY SPACE SHIP
DIPPING IN MY STASH SHIT
THEY CANNOT RELATE SHIT
NEVER ON NO FAKE SHIT
LAMES WANNA JUMP SHIFT
STACK EM UP LIKE ROIDS BITCH


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Polluted Paradise (feat. $uicideboy$) [Prod. $crim]

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[Verse 1: $lick $loth]

Tell me what you know bout a motherfucker out the bottom with a gold grill gleamin
makin all these hoes problems
stalker creepin out the fucking dungeon
switchblade on em hit the guts like a pumpkin
dumpin'
30 rounds out the clip off rip
too thick with the stick bet i won't miss
lil $lick real sick
don't talk shit
whip whip like a brick scale on fish
$uicide night time
no we don't fight crime
it's the Grey *59 with the real red eyes and we dyin inside 
bodies in fluoride
let the rope untie
just crucify me
Yung Christ wrist's sliced
couple hoes on ice singin RIP

[Verse 2: Ruby da Cherry]

Ruby was a motherfuckin reject
then i cut my wrists and now i motherfucking bleed checks
still broke after all the motherfucking weed gets rolled
hoes askin if i see a ghost
tell em no i just seep smoke when the weeds blown
she chokes from the deep throat
3 feet of rope
lethal
slay the fucking sheep
so evil
ima hang myself and then i get to see home
Ruby a fuckin demon
Ruby got a cult now
hoes tryna bolt down Ruby
the result of a reject from a small town turned into a demon
I'm evolved now
loud growl
Snow Leopard on the prowl
stay the fuck back hoe
slay the whole pack hoe
paint the globe black hoe
soon i will shed this skin
turn to the devil then i'll never reminisce 


PARIS

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STARE INTO MY FUCKING EYES AND YOU WILL SEE
HOW YOUR LIFE COULD BE BEFORE YOU MET ME
OH WAIT G
I MET YOU, AND YOUR LITTLE SISTER TOO
I BROKE IN YA HOUSE AND BLEW CHUNKS IN HER ROOM
NOW LOOK AT THAT, IM CHILLIN IN YA MOMMAS BUBBLE BATH
RELAXIN, CHEWIN ON A SHITTY USED NAPKIN
I MUST HAVE MISTOOK IT FOR YA GRANDMAS TITS
SHES INTO ZIPPERS AND WHIPS, IM TALKIN FREAKY DEAKY SHIT BITCH
TORTURE YOU WITH GARDEN TOOLS AND THROW YOU OUT LIKE RUBBISH
TIE UP ALL YOUR LIMBS AND THEN CONTROL YOU LIKE A PUPPET
THE BITCHES LOVE IT, PUTTIN COCAINE IN A BUCKET,
SERVE IT TO THE PIGS AND WATCH EM CAUSE A BUNCH OF RUCKUS
OH ITS LIKE THAT?
WELL KISS MY MOTHER FUCKIN ASS CRACK BITCH
AND TELL YA DAD I WANT MY ADDERALL BACK
BITCH ILL PLAY YOU LIKE MONOPOLY DESTROY YA PROPERTY
I GOT A POCKET FULL OF PILLS SO PLEASE PREPARE PROPERLY
BECUASE
I AM THE ONE WHO IS NEXT UP
HIT YOU WITH THE UPPERCUT
SLAMDUNKIN IN YO CHICKS GUTS
T-E-RR-O-R
SPEEDING DOWN YA BLOCK IN A STOLEN COP CAR
BECAUSE
I AM THE ONE WHO IS NEXT UP
HIT YOU WITH THE BMX X-UP 
YA BETTER PUCKER UP AND KISS MY GLUTEUS
IM NO THAT NEW TO THIS
TERROR TAKIN OVER COMIN STRAIGHT OUT THE MOTHER FUCKING LOONEY BIN
CHECK IT
I GOT THE SPASTIC TACTICS AND UNIQUE TECHNIQUES
IM GODZILLA IN THE STREETS AND KING KONG IN THE SHEETS
TAKE A WEEK JUST TO RECOVER, I SLICE THE BOOTY CHEEKS LIKE BUTTER THEN I NUT UNDER YA COVERS
I USED TO FUCK THE PUSSY DURING MATH CLASS, 
NOW I FUCK THE PUSSY OR THE TUSHY WHILE IM DRIVIN REAL FAST
R-E-I-D HE GOT A RARE DISEASE AND GRIPPIN A GUN THAT SHOOTS MOTHERFUCKIN LASER BEAMS
YA KNOW
ANYTHING IS POSSIBLE WITH THESE SECRET UNLOCKABLES
UNSTOPPABLE, GETTIN HEAD FRO KIM POSSIBLE
AND RONS IN THE BACK WITH HIS NAKED MOLE RAT
GIVE HIM A HIT OF ACID AND A DVD OF RUGRATS
WHAT STHE SITCH? ARE YOU HEARING THIS SHIT? 
THAT IM SPILLIN OUT MY LIPS? AS IM PULLIN ON SOME WHIPPITS?
JUST SIT BACK RELAX AND PAY ATTENTION
THE MASKED MANIAC IS BACK AND STOLE YA GRANDFATHERS WHOLE PENSION
BECUASE
I AM THE ONE WHO IS NEXT UP
HIT YOU WITH THE UPPERCUT
SLAMDUNKIN IN YO CHICKS GUTS
T-E-RR-O-R
SPEEDING DOWN YA BLOCK IN A STOLEN COP CAR
BECAUSE
I AM THE ONE WHO IS NEXT UP
HIT YOU WITH THE BMX X-UP 
YA BETTER PUCKER UP AND KISS MY GLUTEUS
IM NO THAT NEW TO THIS
TERROR TAKIN OVER COMIN STRAIGHT OUT THE MOTHER FUCKING LOONEY BIN

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UPPERCUTS (PROD BY GETTER)

TERROR REID - UPPERCUTS (PROD BY GETTER)

wrong for dat ft. baker

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TRYNA LIVE (prod. bearded legend)

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HELL AWAITS FT. BAKER (PROD. DVRX)

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Lyrics:

What a god
Wasting time
Fuck I needa sacrifice
Looking at my bloody hands
Yeah that’s yo fucking life
Look at the corner with the candles
Yeah it needs the light 
In this room stuck 
Fuck
I got the devils fucking mind
Fucking stone cold
Sold my soul
Hope you know you hoe
Bullshit thru my head
Fuck I really want the fucking rope
Don’t piss me off mothafucka 
Unless you want really the smoke
Got the hounds that fucking rip 
Yeah you know that they at fault 
Thought you seek the help
Oh shit
Oh you reek 
Fuck my enemy’s 
Crawling to yo mind 
Mothafucka like a fucking centipede

We in hell
It’s baphoment
You can go
And talk more shit
See you lying hoe
Don’t expect us to go soft again x2

Fuck this
You dumb bitch
Got clips
With fucking causes
Buying from the weed man
I know you fucking saw this
Raised my fucking hand fuck you teach
Man that’s all bitch
I’m a god man put respect
Or you’ll be on the watch list
Telling me bullshit
But I don’t give a fuck
Man I’m over here 
Wasting all my time
I don’t even know what I’m doing anymore
Man I sold my soul for a dime 
I said I don’t give a fuck cuz I’m a demigod
I don’t give a fuck bc Im wasting time 
I don’t give a fuck cuz I am thee god
Mothafucka lemme say that I cannot die

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