For Dimon🫣

DIRTY WHITE VANS//

@kennyhoopla send us the acapella bro

made with @arhymusic

dirty white vans - kennyhoopla (but it's 2004 and you're 20 y/o)

lyrics:

This poor creature in these photographs
Tortured dead bloody
Buried bare of funeral dressings
In 1920
Blood dyes the gold around her neck into a rust red
How could any man lay sleeping with her on their conscience
Lord help me navigate this mess I stumbled onto
The deviancy permeates my senses in this dark room

Tossed away a whore of southern Scotland to a dirt grave 
Unsolved is the only mask upon her pale face
This lonely life in Glasgow holds a sour taste
Rainy nights on steep rock by the harsh waves
Purity on this shelf is but a dream state
Sanity and myself just had to part ways

The town turned against
Me and all attempts to give her a fitting rest
It adds up no it dont
This is a cult I know
Sent to collect the bones
They are the eyes upon us
U are not safe at home
Hand signs they not deaf
Why’s it all done with their left
I seen the sacrifice come to fruition I cant help be scared that im next
I feel this shit in my chest
I seen the rune getting dressed
My parents told me when younger I didn’t believe them till I seen the mark on head

This poor creature in these photographs
Tortured dead bloody
Buried bare of funeral dressings
In 1920
Blood dyes the gold around her neck into a rust red
How could any man lay sleeping with her on their conscience
Lord help me navigate this mess I stumbled onto
The deviancy permeates my senses in this dark room

The Lesser Dead (eric Godlow)

Counting Down the Seconds prod. immortal

lyrics:


Mix the potion I finish sticking the imp blood
Drop the syrup inside of it then I shake it up
Its Maple syrup branches inside of my room they spreading out 
I knew the druids would see me coming and help me out
I got no feelings inside of my chest im cleaned out
I keep these words on my breath im inclined to speak out
I keep my foot on the breast so they couldn’t breath out
U got a vest but im aiming to rip the teeth out

Look at the name
Turn back look again
Im still in this bitch
And best believe aint shit changed
OG inside of my blunt hung out my lip like max Payne
I could say its me 
But I owe it to the game
Ill seat u a seat 
When I walk up on stage
Everything I bleed
Put me here on this day
Smiling with my teeth
I walk the road into the fray
Everything I see
I worked to have in its place
But life just goes on
We finally getting somewhere I must say I hold faith
And we keep holding on
You must be in a dream to think im Stopping halfway
Way out in the west
Mountain town eclipse make the world hold its breath
Spitting this thru the wire Im cooking this shit like chicken breast
I must have a fire on top of my head Johnny test
Yea this is an empire I had run this shit like beep test
American idol type bitches I feel like Ryan Seacrest
No snakes inside my bedroom my chamber of secrets
Im in here rock out
Rip this shit to pieces

Mix the potion I finish sticking the imp blood
Drop the syrup inside of it then I shake it up
Its Maple syrup branches inside of my room they spreading out 
I knew the druids would see me coming and help me out
I got no feelings inside of my chest im cleaned out
I keep these words on my breath im inclined to speak out
I keep my foot on the breast so they couldn’t breath out
U got a vest but im aiming to rip the teeth out

Counting Down the Seconds prod. immortal

Corey Slabs