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Featuring my homie: https://soundcloud.com/slothboipapi

Lyrics:

Rivilin:

Like the band of four, leaving your home in the shire
we only had each others friendship, no other desire
except a ring, a burden around your throat
and the more you press on you find the weight chokes

leave your ghost by the bed, this paths not for the weak
hear the screams in the distance they're stabbing at false sheets
pull out your dagger as they pierce you through the cloak
yeah you watch it turn to dust but the struggle you won't be broke

hear the horns in the distance the north is coming close
feel the fear in the boots but the fire you gotta stoke
just to keep your feet going on, keep with the struggle right
you gotta keep on going, sadly there's no end in sight

and when you finally reach it you find you're on your knees
till you think the ones who love you wanna throw you to the fiends
like please get away how did it turn like this
one day i'll be smiling with everyone that i miss

i didn't understand back then whats up,
i'll bite my lip, take a knife through the gut
and when you see me smile please just dont say
i miss the person right here won't you stay

the dark flame came embraced all my face
if i turn yeah i'll see myself yeah replaced
and when you sing i'll try to rise up again
and then we'll see a perfect home through the lens

$lothboi:

I got to bone to pick
I’m tired of the holiness
The higher I be up the flying hit me with the turbulence

Surrounded by thought me
I might’ve had lobotomy
There’s something in my head that ain’t apart of what I want in me

I’m splitting like I’m missing
All the glue up on the leather

I’m hitting like a whippet
When I mix it all together

I’m fitting like a condom on a dick in chilly weather
I be slipping when I’m falling but a spark will make me better

(Spark Sound)
(exhale)

Leme hold a bit
Gas so strong
Bouta blow the bitch
Up

(exhale)

Leme roll this shit
Gas so packed
Bouta fold a bit
Yuh

Get a load of this
Man so up
Bouta jump and get stuck

Plan so fucked
Bouta duck
And get bucked

Man no luck
Just refuse
To get stuck

Waterford Ft. $lothboi

Wake in the classroom windows shut
The last thing I remember’s the truck
A reflection sees that I got crushed
I guess this is what they call bad luck

Put my hands on the ground and push myself back up again
Gasp from the corner when they see my face, a lost friend
They know the look but they can't remember a single name
Am I trapped in a hell forced to lay here and decay

They feel like they know what it's like
To sense like you're not real lost in time
I try to explain to you I care
It's just all, it's all in my head

Realities just a kick in the teeth
Numb yourself out to not feel a thing
Derealization comes with the flood
It's like my souls been dragged through the mud

Whiplash to the devil in front of me
He looks familiar reflections key
Cus that person  was always me
Dragging coffins around  to keep peace

change your mind now perspectives are skewed
He wants to speak about how I was used
So easily no he didn't have to do a thing
Cus this hell was brought on by me

Cracks in the window frame speak the truth
They  show me memories of how I was abused
A family tormented in pain
Bottled down to ignite the flame

He tells me secrets of when I was a kid
I didn't know much but he knew I gave in
To jealousy acts of blindness, corrupted fiend
I guess the one I really hated was always me

They feel like they know what it's like
To sense like you're not real, lost in time
I try to explain to you I care
It's just all, it's all in my head

Realities just a kick in the teeth
Numb yourself out to not feel a thing
Derealization comes with the flood
It's like my soul’s been dragged through the mud

Lets Go

prod by gnilayakozha
https://t.me/gnilayakozha

утопия

gushintaste

im god awful

prod. https://soundcloud.com/nextime

art. https://soundcloud.com/c3of

mixed by. https://soundcloud.com/endoindigo

god awful prod. nextime

Hero

Hero (Prod.ImotapeProductions)

Toxic memories
Following me
Can't get rid of them
Stuck inside my dreams
I got a thousand thoughts
No answers appear to be
What it seems
What it seems
Push the seam, what could it be?

Toxic memories
Following me
Can't get rid of them
Stuck inside my dreams
I got a thousand thoughts
No answers appear to be
What it seems
What it seems
Push the seam, what could it be?

Question -
Everything I'm seeing, is it all apart of me?
Something calling me, it's tearing all the paths for me
I don't know whether to go for it
Tighten my throat and I'm choking it
Stop me from falling to early
I feel like its lurking
The shadows surrounding me
Saying that nothing is worth it, no

Let me fall
Rip my soul
Cut the noose
Just let me go
To another world
Lonely
I'm in the cold
Dug the hole
Take it deeper
I'm all alone
I'm all alone
Why do I feel like I make these mistakes
Wake up in daylight end up in pain
Take all these meds and you'll just feel okay
Try to hide it, It resides in
Toxic memories

Yeah, Still it follows me
Like a shadow in the street
Can't get up, I'm dragging feet
It's all in my head
Can't get out of bed
Another day I fear
Close my eyes, in despair
What's the motive
To be here
Where's the moment
To be here
What's the hopeless that I feel
I don't wanna take it early
But is recently it appeared
Go through phases, I can take it
Till the day It wins me over
Sorry to the people that I let down
I don't want to hurt them now

Toxic memories
Following me
Can't get rid of them
Stuck inside my dreams
I got a thousand thoughts
No answers appear to be
What it seems
What it seems
Push the seam, what could it be?

Toxic memories [prod. doski]

Into Misery:

going 90 on the highway
i can’t feel a thing
no pain, no fear
you’ll remember my name

just a lost boy
always tryna find my way
just a sad boy
don’t think i remember a thing


baby i got everything that
you could ever want
i pull up to the show
yeah i ain’t even tryna stunt
i got racks up on me
but i’m still lookin for love
i tell my baby call my phone
she thinkin i’m enough

no sense, i can’t fix
what’s up in my head
paranoia stress
always filling me with dread
i can’t get no rest at night 
i guess i’ll sleep when i’m dead
i can’t get no rest at night
i guess i’ll sleep when i’m dead

$LOTHBOI:

Save
My fate
From 
Hateful Games
Like
I can taste it 
Iron in blood ye
Red drops like eyeballs
At midnight we faded
Fuck all your hatred
Fuck all your games yeah
Tears down my face while the smiles starts breaking
Sloth ain’t no pussy
I’ll fuck on a bitch
With a blade on my hip
Finna slit all yo wrists
Depression come in 
Im the voice in your head
I see teardrops on faces of some of my friends
Like
I got killers on deck
And some of em dead
Trippin cuz I miss my brother he left

What am I finna do now
With this hole in myself 
Hit the ground with a bounce

Lost Boy (feat. $LOTHBOI) prod. CRCL

• Produced by APT. 102 - @apt-102
• Mixed by me
• Mastered by Sebastian Metzner
• Cover art design by me, photo by William Tran

• lyrics:

with the microphone as my medicine, 
all this sad shit as my epithet 
in a big room with the elephant, 
is my flow still fuckin’ relevant?

..

i’ll still do it for the hell of it, 
yeah, 
newsflash I’m still gettin it,
it’s a tuesday, I’m still gettin lit,
grip that paper like a paperclip...

i might come by for a while before i dip, yeah
but If it ain’t bout a check i’ll call it quits, yeah
got too much on my mind, i’m hittin' licks,
got too much goin on to give a fuck about a bitch, yeah...

real quick, that’s a lesson, 
you take that L,
it’s a blessing, 
you won’t learn shit with that flexing,
you won’t earn shit till you messin’ up, 
bounce back, 
smoke that ounce up, 
every time you pick that pen up, 
get dark thoughts
then i get buck,
don’t give a fuck

(bounce back, 
smoke that ounce up, 
every time you pick that pen up, 
get dark thoughts,
then i...)

i can’t buy more time,
i bite my tongue and wait...
i can’t make make you mine 
until you think you hate me...

imma shine but not before you break me...
that’s what I said back then, 
won’t you call me back?

i might come by for a while before i dip, yeah
but If it ain’t bout a check i’ll call it quits, yeah
girl i got you on my mind, so i get lit, yeah
you’ll be the last thing i see before i slip...

x

epithet (prod. APT. 102)

CLOUDED NORTH ☁️
UK Cloud/Emo Rap Artist & Producer

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