"I SHOULD'VE KNOWN" 
BY: RAYWULF 
FEATURED ON THE "SIRENS" EP.

I SHOULD'VE KNOWN

[Lyrics]

If you talkin' smack you gettin' cracked mothafucka

(Verse 1) 

I'm pouring tinctures in my cup with 20 chemicals
Mix up everything that you be takin' medical 
Body sinking lower but y'all put me on a pedestal
Kill the game while killin' myself, ain't accidental
If you got a problem you can grow a pair of testicles
Take yo' ass to mass, boxing match inside the vestibule
I be swinging elbows when I break your jaw your penance full
Baptize this bitch in his blood. it's pouring plentiful

If you talkin' smack you gettin' cracked fucka (AYE)

(Verse 2)

Split his lip for talkin' shit and steppin' in my moshpit
I'll leave you unconscious and gouge your eye socket
Off a sack I snap ya back in half so you ain't walkin'
Hoppin' off the stage I'm off the chain and hittin' drop kicks
I be damned if I keep moving at this fuckin' pace
I can't tell what's got me sicker, liquor or you fuckin' fakes
Bitch I dropped the pole I'm droppin' bows these bones they desecrate
I ain't grippin' triggers fuck boy, I'm tryna break your face

If you talking smack you gettin' cracked 

Crack Addict (prod. SCARY MIND)

Anti.Billy + InfinityIsDead ~Blood&Skars

COBRA $HINS - BLEEDING FIELDS
PROD BY COBRA $HINS

lost my fucking passport 
pass a port, i passivly pass support 
abandonded manic magic fasting foward 
Im action stashed with fours++
Im actually just fucked in the head 
these are just fast wrds 
hidden in a password
Mind to mind i have yours
blunt so loud that i can hear it 
Escort my spirtits streets could stear it
Im not scared to fear shit
listen hear this please 
these lyrics
is a cry for help
Id never ask for help
Cuz If you wanted my 2 cents id have to fucking find myself 
the morning after 
you know time will pass her 
thoughts subtract to laughter 
i don’t matter pain turns into swagger 
does it even matter 
dirty bladder ladder broken bastard 
pushing backwards
black cymatic soul it’s dark matter
watch the glass shatter
i’m a fuckin piece of shit 
you wanna piece of this
amidst a cliff 
ya whip is flipped inside a ditch 
i plead the fifth 
my mind is sick
inflict a sorry whim n flick my sorry cig 
odds turned against me kill me quick

another L 
the bleedin fields
welcome to my own personal hell 
been a lotta years since i felt a chill
spend ya whole life searching for yaself
for some wealth
the bleeding fields 
girl come bring me home, i need u now 
been a lotta years since i felt a chill
spend a whole life searching for yaself

BLEEDING FIELDS

TRAGEDY

GRAVEYARD - TOMB RAIDER
PROD. BY COBRA $HINS


TOMB RADIER

SPEED DEMON [FEAT+ RIP.BRANDO + DOUGHIE] [PROD+ CLOUDLY006]

(Prod. by Acid Jesus & Cobra $hins)

[Lyrics] 

[Verse 1]
Broke loner my own chauffer up to the gate
Smoking clover in a range rover to restore my faith
Listening to hymns while I'm blazing my amazing grace speaking to the devil with no words left for heaven's sake
Cause I made hell my home
Fuck the snow unless I put it up my nose or keep it cooking on the stove
Sin city wasn't made for me until I grabbed the pole and murdered my ego now jesus cast the first stone

I'm tryna get paid for these rocks that I'm bagging
Hard for me to get up in this body I'm dragging
Just another call off 'til I'm falling off the wagon
But who's the one at fault, is it me or the dragon?
Clap back with another relapse, you think I'm bragging?
Scared of my reactions when you pussies wanna match it
Fuck your brand, fuck your mans, fuck your fashion I'm a one man army, loaded 'til I'm in a casket

Death ain't enough, they keep digging me up
You can bring me back to life with a blunt of the runts for the month but then I'm slipping back onto the dust until I'm burning back to nothing, blow away with a gust
From ashes to ashes I'm always full of the drugs
But I can't connect with anyone while feeling this numb
So i shoot my shots at everyone cause everything sucks, but then I learned to shoot myself for all the damage I've done
Fuck

[Verse 2]
Can't breathe, can't smoke
I choke my throat 
With the rope or the dope 
Shoot up in the noose I'm found with vomit leaking out my nose
It's dripping off my toes 
But my slit wrists left a pool that soaked the floor
Been tied up for weeks it's like I been here before
My body been rotting cause no one walked through the door
Call the EMT's to see that jesus put on a show and watch 'em wonder how I put the fucking lead in my dome, hoe

A lifeless husk that's on the cusp of greatness but I can't see the goal when I'm walking so faceless
Let's face it or face this J for my patience
I'd pray for the payment but we all know I'm faithless
Most heinous, most hated
Life been overrated
Overstated that I'm faded 'til my breath's incarcerated from the lacerations of a blade that's serrated
Paint a picture with no motion that leave you devastated

Directed my death, I left my body in the last scene
Rejected from heaven for tryna leave a bad dream
Stuck in purgatory but the devil grabbed me and brought me back and branded 3 sixes above my bad knee

No Motion Picture

VII*XXIX*MMXXV

Wendigo (Feat. 901WALKA)

901WALKA: https://on.soundcloud.com/1EHwby0n6eGdvGmCIS

6ixHour: https://linktr.ee/6ixHour

Cemetery Records//Mountain Giant Productions

BLEEDING FIELDS

Cobra $hins

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