Black on black on black match the gun, carry when I stunt
Click clack, Man of War, at the door, could you get it hun?
He thought shit was sweet, he didnt know, he bout to run
Yo wife done set you up, she sent a hitman having fun

Smoking your homie stuffed into my blunt
Light up your homie like Im rolling Runtz
Popping they heads like Im killing Grunts
No Lynyrd no Skynyrd, but Im on the hunt

D.E.A.D in the H.E.A.D.
Its like fuck you pay me
Smoking weed that got me hazy, crazy
Bitch Im too fucked, I cant get up, Im feeling lazy
Bitches chirping up around me
Nah, I cant with sluttys
Pass you off and smash the bestie
Ha, dick so good it had her crazy
I cant be no sober sanely

Im on the pain gang
Ouija is swinging things
My choppa is trying to sing
Suicide bomber, go out with a bang

I walk how I talk and I talk how I walk, accelerate plot like Im changing lanes
Blowing the pot like a kettle, with heavy death metal, get stepped on, belittle, I dont wanna settle, Im snatching ya chain
I want the money yes even the change with all of the pain 

Im going insane man
Ouija is swinging things
My choppa is trying to sing
Suicide bomber, go out with a bang

You a sweet boy, not from streets boy
Im guaranteeing that you screaming at the sight of demons boy

Hearing bout seven or more
Hearing us breaking in get on the floor
Using your blood for the art
Run with the dogs but none of them bark

I think it should stop where it started
Im traveling back and Im sinking the ark
You believing the news you retarded
But that isnt all that sets me apart

The channels at your local market
Counting the corpses, statistic 
CIA mind control mission
Another kid went out ballistic 
Suited with legal assistance
Sending them out with a vision
I spoke with the devil to write this
He brought back feelings that I miss
Anger with nothing to fight it
Fueling that something that I lit
Cut off your tongue or just bite it
Peeling your skin cuz I like it

Youll feel the pain okay
You in my face? No way
Move on my wrath today
Whos in my path today?

Im ruining everything
Why do I feel like this way?
Im praying that I fade away
Sending us all to the grave

Ouija used to squeegee, making chow mein for like fifteen
Writing suicide letters in the gutter when will I be free?

Population Control (prod. Death to Hellmane)

Rolling up flipping the bird, fuck what you heard, dont fuck with these bitches I swerve
You talking that shit its absurd, what is the word 
You acting, you sweeter than nerds
Holding you under submerge, the piggys disturbed, you thought you were crazy but Ouija is worse
Biting the bullet til I hit the dirt
Getting to close to me might get you burnt

Im going hard, Im mixing new paint
Pen to the paper, got pain in my brain
Making my to the white house, lets all paint it all red like a cut open vein
Mixing the weed and I gotta new strain
Im not getting married unless its the Jane
The way I be talking and moving and shitting on fuckboys I know Im insane


The devils in my mind, infecting every thought
Who are you pressing me? Walk how you talk
You pussies depressing me, hang on a knot
You fell off upsettingly, your numbers have dropped

You asking me please can you carry me?
You are not like me, you see yourself highly
Im just getting high, dont roll it up tightly 
Carefully bury me, roses and THC

All of you needing some inspo, I got all my inspo, I copy myself
Some of you wanting some issues, your family got tissues, Ill see you in hell

The way this is going I wont need no bail
Break in your window like its raining hail
Sending a bomb to you through the mail
Ripping your skin off like fish with the scales

Devils in My Mind (prod. Zodiacc & AKbeats)

Wide awake in my brain, eyes fixated on the ceiling
I grab the blade and paint the pain to replicate the feeling
On the frontier I shed my skin to rid the demons
Took a whole year for me to really feel a thing

Remember last time?
You told me I wont make a cent, you’d think that I was dealing, but now I gotta represent
I never want another word, I wanted you to feel regret
Pity all the trauma I dont want it in my head

Erase
Never see my face again
The knocking coming from the door are whispers in the wind
You’re leaving with no trace at the bottom of the lake 
Ive fallen, deeper in the nightmare, I want it to end

Am I a lost cause? Wrestle with these lonely thoughts
Baring scars from they taught
Happiness is what it cost
If anything I owe more than I lost
At any rate Im dying fill the coffin

ERASE (prod. Zyller Beats)

Pistol packing, pissed off smacking
Dying is your latest fashion
Whip it how I did it, taking drugs is a passion
Laughing at us suffer all these dickheads living lavish
Beam through your chest, you can call me Raditz

Laser at your dome like Im toting havocs 
Ouija pushing solo Im a counterpart to none
Pushing you to suicide, genocide fanatic
You is second to the one, bow down like a nun 

Fuck a shank, spark yo jaw, draco make yo head spin
Do not like to talk, fuck the spot up like a whirlwind 
Send us all to hell, this whole world cast in sin
Please give me immunity I wanna watch the world end

Catch me in a Z, Im not whipping in no ghost
Fuckboy catch some z’s, I can see you in the scope
I dont like this industry, go up in smoke
Death is gonna set you free, hang up the rope

Fucking with gorilly the ten tall godzilly, we gon touch a hundred milly
Pretend bars, you silly, you washed up no kidding
Dont step wrong, its deadly
Chernobyl your whole city to disintegrate society

They telling me the money is gon get to me nah Ima get the cheddar
You aint even on the beat, you yapping like you better
Rece is piecing up these fuckboys, lifeless in the gutter
Take one with me back home to watch it discolor

Cryptic Visions Of Dead Religion (prod. Zodiacc)

Aristocratic making millions off the sheep hepatic
Dont forget it, getting sicker ,wealthy pockets fatten
Praise Abaddon, Apollyon’s favorite prophet 
Sow a needle through your eye socket
Blood came with the vomit

Its like Im brushing off everything I couldve been
Pray for the end, making it so that you all rest in piss, succumb to your sin

Bliss
No repping them diamonds, teeth are not shining
Lord of the flies, you will recognize, the sun in the sky is dying

Tyrannical
Turning cadets in generals 
The way that we living is terrible
Teaching my practices in parables
Humans unbearable, handing out cyanide edibles
Hand me a bottle of adderall, grant me a wish from the Dragon Balls
Lining em up and I let em fall straight to the skull

Needles enter my veins, awake catastrophe  
Getting lost in the rain, take my life from me
Bullet enter in my brain now Im sound asleep
Put me in to my grave so I can rest in peace

And Im turning my phone off Im sick of watching you fuckers be happy
No ones deserving, not even me
Drowning in misery

Eulogy (prod. Zyller Beats)

Fuck the politicians, fuck the police and fuck the president
Im not heaven sent, its evident Im devil sent
Religions for division, superstitions take your last breathe
Surgery with no anesthetic, you pathetic, end up dead, beheaded

You want smoke I get it, pack him in the grabba leaf 
I dont burn the beef I cut it, cookout to a felony
I pop off for bout any reason, you aint gotta fuck with me
If you cross the wrong line, might as well be dead to me

Blunt smoke hit my throat, blowing on some do si do
Cruising down the 804, Apollo out the window
Smoking on some indo, fucking with the kin folk
You can hold this ammo at the end of this SIGs scope

Ouijaboy, Ouijamane leaving stains up on the scene
Feel like OTS but I aint buying no bitch no wedding rings
If Im with the Rezzy you know we gon make em sing
You aint really with it this is big dog things

You wont walk away with your life in the dead of night
Undisputed super human wont die to no Kryptonite 
Fuck a passage, fuck a savior, dig up all the holy sights
Death to the rich, kill yo kids, feed them pesticides

Fascists turn tragic, feed human to maggot, with gadget in jacket, whats all the racket? You bitch
Fuck all the baggage, get stuffed in a box and then left in a ditch 
Stuffed in a package for acting too ratchet, your face is on plastic and shirts for the kin
My methods bubonic, im sippin on tonic
Addictions stay chronic, I itch for the fix

ISIS type beat bitch, grimey like some feet pics
Acid on her pussy STD like a poor piss
Oh that bar was hard hold up lemme go and tweet this
You rapping like a broken record lemme hear a real diss bitch

Im the motherfucking evil kid
Now Im tryna teach you all about what the evil did
Yo body wrapped in plastic now you disappear like magic
Voices in my head screaming rip and stab it

Swords of Revealing Light (prod. unholyfield)

I was flunking in high-school cuz I was coming to school high
I don’t think you really wanna die fool, Im gonna help this fool die

Destructive and disruptive, Ive instructed death to take them all 
To hell and back, no fanny pack, dont fuck with that just rello packs
I never wanna be like you, Ill stand on that
Creeping at the bottom creek, aint no running back
I just wanna be 6 feet and I mean that
Fleas up on my back, but I wonder where the money at
Back on the track, all black, need no face tats
Bodies in the dumpster outside where you stay at
Swinging with the handle at yo throat where the blade smack
Tryna find some loyalty like needle in a haystack

Maybe Ill make you all hate me more than I could ever truly hate you back
Too many of you egotists, acting like you deities, but you all belong in the trash
Theres never been a reason for me to like humans, and Ill never ever feel bad
Everyone around me seeming like a tumor, I dont wanna be part of that

Too bad, I knew that everyone of us is clueless
Everything you do is helpless, wanna give the population blue lips
Oxygen depleting, aint no room bitch
We dont need to procreate new kids
I dont think you really wanna do this 
People dont got value, keep your two cents

Smoke in my lungs, Im down on my funds
You play with the Ouija then you must be dumb
Pull out your fingernails starting with thumb
Farming a fuckboy Im harvesting blood
Prophetic flood, wipe out the rest of your sons 
Creating new fossils, aint nobody run
Resetting the world from above

Beam to your head pop it
Apex the predators posted like caustic
Invade perimeter, explicit content
Kidnap your senators, Ouija on target 
Spark him

I was flunking in high-school cuz I was coming to school high
Why even try, I cant C R Y, wanna D I E, got to see it my mind
I don’t think you really wanna die fool, Im gonna help this fool die
The chip on my shoulder weighs more than a boulder, my life has been over, return to the sky

D I E (prod. Curtes)

Tragedy
Poison myself every day and at night theres these people that crawl in my mental space
Nothing I feel is organic, Im not from this planet
Ive never been heavenly 
Tying a couple of bricks to my feet its no mystery, misery’s finally washing away, everyday filled with regret, I cant stress it enough, Ive been stressing enough as it is, I dont even know how to live

I keep my blade closer to me than bulletproof vest
Got every intention of being the best
Got every intention of laying to rest 
Put 6 in the chest and one in the head to finalize death 
Finally my final breath

My condition worsens, circling my room every night am I right? No purpose, straight up we’re worthless, we aint even scratch the surface, see that quiver in his lip, hes a hoe, hes nervous
Life is a gift but none of you deserve this
Burn every synagogue, burn every church
Ill be the judge of what people are worth
All of your favorites end up on shirts
I hope that Im next, my home is the dirt
Murk

Specifically speaking I sleep with maggots and worms
Our race slowly fading from the lessons never learned
I hate bitches in my business like why you so concerned?
Plunge the world in darkness just to never return 
Fire and brimstone lay waste on the earth
Ive been waiting on this world to burn

Malice in Wonderland (prod. MAJZKLUANI)

Im iller than salmonella 
Ouija set the tone no Ghostface Killah
Shout out my boy $now, you aint really fucking wit him
Posted with the bro got the black Beretta, Im fed up

Headshot Im sending you home
Deadlocked Im aiming the chrome
Bitch talk you talk thru the phone
Wig walk Im splitting your dome

Living with one from the gun to the head Abundance of the blood and tears ive shed
3 days in the grave and I rose from the dead
I dont feel nothing except for this dread

No living soul is accepted, these people demented, Im praising the lead
Blood running thinner, the Ouija weed killer, my final goal is to paint the town red

Stunt ona feat for free? Not me talk money or dont talk to me
In the cut like some blood Ouija staining all the leaves
Missing in this bitch I aint ever gon leave

Happiness dont exist no more but Im glad i dont waste my time
Bitch i lied I am not fine, Ima kneel down infront of the nine
Id rather kick the bucket than kick it with you lames, Im a vet up in hell, thriving through the pain
You fucking with Ouijaboy you fucking with the mane
Twisted in the mind, twisted how Im in my lane
Shame, leave the world inflames, I dont wanna play this game but we all to blame
Spiral down the drain
We aint saving nothing, might as well go pray

A Constant State Of Worst Case Scenario (prod. CONSTANTINE)

Lets get disrespectful, discography forgetful
Lil pussy throwing rocks, but your final thoughts regretful
Projectiles from the neck down, severed heads of let downs
Hanging with yo head down, like dead clown, that aint new, what you choose? 
Land of the living aint shit so noose
Wanna feel like shit, should I watch the news?
Schizophrenic I lost my screws
Not counting up no money but I really got the blues
Masses made to panic, fuck the planet and you too
Internal how Im damaged, how I manage got no clue
You shouldnt get involved, it aint something you can solve, Im a dog, its true

Miss me with that bullshit, meet this full clip, meet the rake 
Vacant spaces, crawling faces, unafraid to pass away 
This metal gon make you air head, the real dead inflate
Wave the drac in his face burning shake down by the lake
Fuck this place
Death Im chasing, can’t replace me, cannot tame me like a pitbull that got rabies
Ive been biting at the bars Im stuck in empty cages
Sadist in yo playlist, send yo bravest, non complacent
Everybody ends up faceless, nothing’s painless, hit the grave

The Anti-Christ Spoke To Me Last Night In My Dreams... (prod. Curtes)

Ripping nails out with a vise grip, never been no nice kid
Peeling back your eyelids, Jeff the Killer type shit
Heres my advice bitch, jump off of a nice bridge 
Master of disaster, antimatter bladed knife hit, switch

I got you paralyzed, barrel between a pair of eyes
I dont want you to just die let me clarify
I wanna find the things make you terrified
Put you through cleaners get you sterilized 

Bacteria, you sheep, aint nobody to defeat
Erasing opposition like CTRL ALT DELETE
I need a pot to piss in like I gotta take a leak
You was talking mad loud but since then retreated

Scheming, i gave your life meaning
Beat a dead horse but it wont stop screaming
Rappers always reaching with the preaching for no reason
Pipe the fuck down you my kid like some semen


Bitch im feelin sick
I hate all you bitches cus you always ridin dick
Man catch another clip
Dick make her twitch but i ain even streaming,l
Shawty said she fuck wit me
Bitch got me leanin

KNVCK IF YOV BVCK, Get stabbed if you walk in
This shit is a hobby, ion even gotta clock in
Hop in, if you wit the gang you can hop in
For those of you who not wit the crew, you get blocked in

What the fuck
Goddamn
Rappin on this beat, got me feeling like the man
Skirtin off the block wit the keys to the lamb
Better tell em ZILLVH sent you, and to follow on the gram

…And He Told Me To Kill Myself So I’m G Walkin' To Hell (prod. XPR)

Miserable, Im feeling terribly 
Happiness, Ive never felt it, no glee
I only feel something when Im on the beat
Im in the stu its like heaven to me

Give me some opium or amphetamine
Death guaranteed
Ketamine therapy
King of the underworld top nominee 
Mark of the beast or another vaccine 
Take mescaline and then play in the street
Releasing the DMT death is the fee
Nothing in our lives will ever be free
No one escaping they drown in the deep

Im hoping that we all go fucking extinct
Im hoping that we all get to taste the bleed
Im praying that none of you rest in peace
Im saying that none of you should exist
You think Im wrong, you can eat my dick
Rather be gone than live like this 

You over dramatic and anti-climatic, your life aint traumatic, im psychosomatic, shoot automatics, i feel like a pirate, ill sink the titanic, the devil fanatic

Pessimist, yes Im a pessimist, you are a pest to me, stop all that envying, find out whats haunting me
Blasphemous narcissist, satanist terrorist, your life is in peril, I cant coexist
A hedonist masochist, turn to a sadist, dumping some ammo outside of your residence
Stacking the presidents, dead, one to the head
Theyre filling our world with the dread
Metallica I got the lead, leave on you read
Spraying the shotty it spread

Ill never be content
I Realize I was never meant to live
Realize I dont show scars on wrist
Rather be gone than live like this 

Ive said it before but Ill give it all up just to see the whole world burn and then turn into dust
I dont give a fuck about anyone, from what ive seen all these humans are done
Theyve lived long enough


im wishing i could be alive
im destined to die
im destined to take my own life
before i go im cutting ties
im leaving you all as i rot in a cell for my crimes
my enemy is my own mind 
your telling me i am a satanist, look at your life
look at these lies that cut like a knife
right into your heart 
the blood sacrifice stabbed deep in your hide
theres no where to run if your demons are from your own mind
im cursed in the eyes of the blind
who tell me im fine
im just out of line
thats why i get high
and scratch every inch of my skin till i bleed like im hung on the cross being crucified 
i am your false idol
i am your false hope
you say that im hated
you thought i dont know

i i i know 
i know about the pain
i know about the rage
i know about the end of days
trust me bitch i know

Money Can't Buy Happiness But It Can Fund Substance Abuse (prod. Curtes)

Straying from the path, fucked the plan up but Im 
not afraid, admit I need man up
What the fuck you got to tell your grandsons? Damn son, lamb guts, fucking with the cult, Charles Manson
Find me in a box underneath, under pyramids where the ground freezes
With a scroll sitting at my feet that reads
Thou shall not rest in peace
Rest in pieces, and for any other soul that reads this, repeat this, I dont wanna live another weekend, I wanna go where time ceases
In the cracks, in the crevice, in the creases, and by the time that you see this, your soul will have been leaving, mind stuck here, endless seasons

If you never wanna end up like we did
Kill yourself before you get reason
Colder than that motherfucker Frozone, most dont, recognize I crept in the photo, hoes go, life is like a movie, mine in slow mo, so low, solo blowing holes in the ozone, oh no 
Its prolly impossible, comical that I could make it out
But Ouija no squeegee see yet Im working myself in the ground
Medusa medulas, Im getting stoned from blowing loud
No Fat Nick, no Pouya, my boys gone buffet when Im found

Dont come around just for the party if you wasnt around for the starving
Marvin with the motherfucking Martians, chiefing green I picked up out the carpet
Vacuumed with a sock then I sparked it, I just need a little hit, Im not the smartest
Im not fucking with you posers always larping
You aint seen no darkness

Drowned in the sea tryna part it, find me at the bottom of the Arctic
Left out in the deep end from the garden I have eaten, my relationship with demons symbiotic 
Our life aint got no meaning, got no dignity, demeaning, our creator prolly seething, thinking humans idiotic

Happiness Comes With A Price, Mine Is $150 (prod. sobernap**)

Im as high as I couldve been
Spinning like a ceiling fan, bullets got him dancing watch him hit the fucking running man
Why would i be like them? I would rather end up dead
I would rather bite the bullet every life that I could live

Anti-hero, straight up zero, the falsetto from the barrel, making heads roll, soy un perro, fucking fed up, debt collector, like to sever bout whatever, trend killer, pussy shut up

Outside with two poles out front think forklift
Southside of the River City rolling blunts, enormous
Im raising hell in this bitch, I’m the devils kin
Get yourself a ouijaboard, call Ouijaboy, then reap your sins

Moving metal heavy, coming with that ammo ready
Hold the barrel steady, if you miss this could get messy
If you gon kill me better do it make it quick please
You cant run and hide, Ill sacrifice a fucking kidney

Cuz I hate yall, make your skin crawl, i said it a lot but I hope that hell makes landfall 
Im like Gandalf, with the stick pause, hit him in his motherfuckin all of the above

I dont need to wear no mask, ill show my face and the raise the pump
“He gon beat yo ass” fillin yo ribcage with some  gun
Shells tearing up his organs, not important where this bitch end up
Jumping out his skin I had that fuckboy do the double dutch

Breathing down the neck of satan, waiting on this judgement day
Suffering from risks of ive taken, vacant places where I stay
Buffering from agents taken, statement blatant, not okay
Repayment of the sins ive painted, put their corpses on display

Fuck yo safe space, I dont save face
I dont care bout how you feel, I want us to be erased
You cant backspace, corpse on backpage
Causing that the scene turns graphic, tragic how my ray trace

The Cycle Of Life And Death (prod. SCARY MIND)

Nothing in this bitch gon matter, my skull shattered, pieces in the floor
Watching my brain go splatter, watch it scatter, watch the colors blow
Between life and death, the ladder, I would rather call this hell my home
Im alone, but atleast I got my weed, oh no, Im gone, Ouija dead to the bone

Nothing in this world gon last
I want us all to die dont mean to be rash 
Ima hit a hundred and fly through the dash
Hanging with the undead, people of the past
Put it to his dome when the windows get bashed
Counting up my vices I aint counting up no cash
Nah, I only want the grass
I only wanna watch the world collapse, crash

Sending out shots like its Black Ops, neck up, brain on the blacktop, made his head blast off
Pain in my chest like a black heart, headshot with the Smith & Wesson no restart
Bitches in my ear saying, “music aint hard” and they really quick to tell me, “You wont get too far”
You dont know the Ouija, you dont know no hardship
Rotting to the core til I come out heartless

Bitch i give up i cant get up, got no reason to keep my head up
Ima loser, I stay fucked up, drug abuser
Dont get too close, I might use her
I feel like a robot, like computer
Lying to myself cuz the truth hurts
Lemme go to sleep in the dirt, in the earth
Whats worse? 
Being alive but I feel nothing
Being alive when the telephone rang
Another of my brothers that shouldve had a shrink
Reaching out for answers, leave a message at the beep
Why does it gotta be me? I shouldve died in 2015
My whole life is filtered through bleak, I never knew peace

Show Me Thorns, Ill Show You Hands Willing To Bleed (prod. Curtes)

I only fuck with one bitch, no tricks
Smoking blunts until my lungs give, my skin itches
They just see me as a dumb kid, well fuck this
I aint tryna fit in with punk bitches, you suck dick

Wonder weapon, thunder stepping, fuck this industry
Armageddon, this aint Tekken, this aint little league
Drug possession misconception just a bag of weed
One confession, I dont wanna breath past 33 

Kill me, maybe Ill feel less guilty
Too deep, I dont wanna hear you feel me
No peace, whenever I lay try to get sleep
Cant see, blinded by my fallacy

Missing People came to conquer and invade
Your place of residence, your presidents, I want the pape
Got an army that kill for me, my blade stay stained
Pack-a-punch a pussy, put a rookie in his place

Its evident that you a bitch, my element is triple six
Im at yo head need no assist with red dots like a hindu chick
Heres something thatll make you sick, the heads off of your next of kin
And maybe with some severed hands, Im sorry couldnt let them live

One with the hated, debated taking the nations, too basic, nothing we manage gon change it, hoping that nobody makes it, witness the reset mosaic, countries becoming archaic, nobodies round here to save it, give up on your aspirations

I dont wanna live like this it isnt just prison sentence
One of one the Missing menace feel my presence when I visit
Lemme get to six feet, underground dont miss me, hell is tryna tempt me fuck this planet
Ouija been seasoned, a veteran enemy, none of you fuckers is real to me, vanish

I Hate You All More Than You Could Ever Hate Yourselves (prod. CURTES)

Am I unworthy? Almost certain, cut the lights and close the curtains
Waters murky from the vermin, lurking looking like Im searching, working out the weak, demons calling upon me
Pick apart your mental state, my services are free

Kick rocks pussy, chopsticks got his jaw twisting
Spit raw to me, or dont spit at all to me
Cinema, movie, yo life aint at all goofy
Run through gauze, losing blood, do not talk to me, big Ouija

The only price that suffice can be drawn with a knife
At the sight of a life taken you end up with fright
Every night in my mind with my vices tryna fight
Made mistake after mistake, when will I ever get it right?

Leave you leaking, torso eaten, maggots leeching off the weeping, teeth inside of something breathing leaving trails of fluids needed to keep living, easy picking for the season
Pleasing something in my brain, my frontal lobe defeated
 
What is you talking? Irrelevant
Basic ass bitches you rudiment
Boxes of roxys and sudafed, needed addiction I cannot get rid of it
Basic, Nitro is one the the hated, if Im out in public then I come sedated
Face it, filming the murder on the tape and then I hit the studio, load up a beat and I rape it
CPR saving nobody I made sure that no one would make it
Hanging with a blank face, mace the way that stank face, the way that it smokes you would think I had laced it
Dont know how to say it, all of your music sound out dated
Straight up overrated, Grand Theft Auto you get wasted

Kill Your Local Politician (No One Is Coming To Save You) [prod. Curtes]

Its the heathen from the dirty, death I make it purdy 
Skeleton locked in my coffin please do not disturb me
These bitches like to stare at me, I hate you fuckers daily see Im sick of sharing the air that we breath
Bring the apocalypse to fill my dream
F to the E to the A to the R to the S to the O M E
G to the O to the D to the L to the E to the double S
R.I.P
Fearsome and godless, if Im being honest, religion wont help you to rest in peace
How can it be people’s actions so bleak that Ive lost all belief in the chance that we redeem?
Bloodier than bitches tampons, Ouijaboy the motherfucking top dawg, Don, where the fuck did I go wrong? What is achievement and why do I never belong?
Depression and obsession with my problems is a bad mix
Dont give no fuck bout bad bitches, I just need my rags to riches
I just need my dead wishes, make you sleep with dead fishes 
Click clack bang, put some metal in my brain then waste away, Im lagging, savage
Need a suicide tactic, yellow tape around the area, graphic scene traumatic, tragic

Hell Isn't A Place, It's A State Of Mind (prod. Sphynx)

Colder than a blizzard, ice my veins im not no lizard
You garbage like you litter, the triple six wizard
Survival of the Fittest, Mobb Deep code switcher
Teachings of Abaddon, a blackened soul stealer
Retarded ass
Motherfucker find the body at the underpass
Pipe bombs using nails and some shattered glass
Impact akin to a sonic blast, piss black from laced packs, my time has passed
Sicker than coronavirus, please just keep your distance
Its a issue if you expect me to be you piss ants
Fuck you and your whole crew, you wont ever be like Missing
Cutthroat must’ve cut like butter, deep with clean incisions
666 soldier
Flip phone i can fold ya
Mental like an illness, man this sickness caused a coma
You copying, you opposite like polar, solar
Flaring motherfuckers do not roll up, hold up
Weed smellin, non felon, wont see heaven
Just my clique repping, Ima bastard, whys it matter if I live reckless? We all die in the end, bitch I been testing, my methods send a message, listen children

If you say you’d die for me I’ll put you in a casket,
I need you to kill for me not fall in with the masses,
Missing people we are all over the globe we massive,
So if you step up to the team we will turn you all to ashes,
This shit is dust to dust, 
my bullets are full of rust,
Friends aren’t the ones you trust,
So Watch your back out in the cut,
I’ll see you out in the mud,
Blade up to the bloody sun,
I don’t need your permission to kill a fake stab em in the gut,
Masochistic suicide,
These fuck boys tryna kill my vibe,
I don’t need you inside my life,
So fuck off for I waste my time,
I’ll put this bullet in your mind,
To make you think of every time,
You stabbed me the back and wouldn’t look me in my fucking eyes

Rare Case of a Necessary Death (prod. Sphynx)

A serpent thats speaking in tongues, slithering
Why are you flexing fake guns? Interesting 
Black out my body no nun, invisible
Black like the resin, my lungs need medical
Criminal, cycles of torment perpetual
Moving up surgery schedules
Scalpel and forceps professional, technically technical, tec-9 new funeral, different colored xanax it’s beautiful, anything numbing is suitable, new day, same pain, im miserable
Last bar had too many syllables, rewrote to come out more cynical, save face is something Ill never do, who the fuck you think you better than? Who
Dont bump ya gums ill dump my guns, you pumping nun, whole body numb
Ill stomp your son, you meet the drum, you fucking bum, Im one of one
Ill puncture lungs from blowing tons of OG Skunk through fucking blunts
Whys there so much punk bitches underground all you do is front?
Whats shaking? Hit pavement not minding your business
Fuck all the settling differences
All that i want is my version of Icarus 
Misfortune lets torture the innocent
Cross me you get put up on a T not talking bout no shirt
Lately I’ve been locked in on some nasty human butcher work
Headed to my favorite place to bag a brain, display the hurt
Posted like its GTA with RPGs outside the church
Learn
From all the bridges you burned, dispersed in the back of a hearse
You wanna be clever get body parts severed, get put in earth with the worms
This is the sermon
Im barely seen a person, I know that it really could worsen
Live with no purpose, Im worthless, the way that this ends up just send in the nurses 
Please dont resuscitate, please dont reverse this
Swerving the hearse Ill succumb to my curses
Lurk in the night wrap my mind with a turban

From Where I'm Standing, There Is No God In Sight (prod. Curtes)

My style sick I split and rip jaws
Yo style mid you spit and I’m bored
Its on sight, I bite and leave scars
If you fright I might just take more
Like my dick this track you spit and sit on
This is not something you want to sleep on
I seek to reap your soul no recon
Going nuts in guts of sluts, no pecan
Peanut butter color glock, you keep the jam
If you really wanna kill a cop, please take the stand
Please take a gun and aim it the man, blam
Heads buried in the sand
Keeper of the cult lets kill the clan
Handle in the hand, connected to a rusty blade
Instill the plan that they won’t understand like my words was in a different font, no comic sans
No common sense from the masses of man
Im on the fence on if Im human
Most you fuckboys play pretend
I don’t want clout i want the world to end
When you say you like me you bite in spite despite ya life being in danger, do us all a favor, hang ya self bitch and dis-appoint you’re maker
Youre all the same, failed abortions need coat hanger
No fornication, im raping a patient, in their minds
No hesitation, eradicating what’s known as swine
A hopeless nation thats playing patience for any sign
For anything changing, leave us hanging out to dry
MPC no NPC’s you gon see me, fuck this beat no STDs, I shoot all 3’s, can’t replace me, in hell I’ll be, must tarnish thee, cant RIP
Its the scream rap MC off beat again
Sneaking weapons in Heaven I’m wrecking the den
Its the Missing, the children on the milk cartons, amen
Mistletoe kiss missile hoe, the Ouijaboy gon handle sin
Upping, the gun and, press buttons, im hunting, to bludgeon, i love it, im always up to something
Fuck it, I might kick the bucket bitch, you muppets like puppets, off of the summit I plummet, I hear the sounds of the trumpets, new exodus you cant stomach and now yo chest leaks like faucet, i got you crawling, you bawling, you finished


Blood Thinner Than Water (prod. CXLTURE)

Hash smoking hazard, axe swinging slasher
Smashed then I stabbed her, taste blood right after
Junkie motherfucker I aint tryna look dapper 
Bagging up the body parts the fridge is where i stashed her

Gossiping talking bout who dat? Thinking shit sweet but they know though
Nitro the psycho with skin mask, need some more skin for the coat though
Wait til i come with my crew back, ouijaboy solo these hoes know
Hearing the shots from two tap, Casper he turned to a ghost oh

Im giving yall the anecdote, my blood type needs an antidote
And do not ask me if i voted, feeble people, sheeple showing
Buss it then I hand it over, police cannot give no closure
Obvious I cant be sober, creeping, seeking sinking slower

Duck, fucked up, its like knuck if you buck
Tummy tuck from the mutt, feel the twisting in yo gut
Like whats up? i say jump, and that fuckboy aint did none
Man these pussies aint no fun, maybe its they time of month

Period blood like he leaking, cuz he’s retarded he must
Believe that he’s safe in the deep end, sharks in the water he’s stuck
I think I just made him anemic due to the fluids he lost
Fatigued and his body starts seizing, I think that he ran out of luck

Fuck the clizzout, from the sizzouth
Chelsea Grin that motherfucker cut up in the mizzouth
Screaming at the extra voices, hell I’ll never get out
Toxins on the tongue and it’s too late you can’t spit out

The Dark Side of a Playa Hata (prod. DEVIATE)

Im sadistic, I’m straight up vicious, no rest for the wicked
Missing on top you bitches with nails in your wrist and
A nail in just where your kicks been, crucifixion
A pigs pen the way that we living, think death is my mission
Pulling up
Black out my body I’m hooded up
The green that I carry be smelling like berries, the strawberry goji I’m rolling up
Like absent father not showing up, theres levels to hell and I leveled up
Damn near a deadbeat, if its getting ugly you know that the Ouija is pulling up, what the fuck
Slamming the gas with my foot on the brake
Making no progress for my fucking sake
Dead is my exit there is no debate, head on a plate
Rapping bout ice like you was an immigrant
Head on a spike if you want to get into it
Come talking money like I was from Intuit
Blow up a stadium just like Vegeta did
Being rich i know ain’t shit but I could afford my fix
Oxycontin or suboxone, what’s the problem if i lived?
If the coffin comes to claim me, its okay I want it often
Often nauseous, vomit toxins, life is what my fixes cost me, begging to off me
Scrape the blade, yank the chain then decay
Don’t obey, end your day, youre dead to me 

Life Is A Game That No One Ever Wins (prod. Dead Retire)

I got this motherfucking rag wrapped round my skull, my torso turning dull
Gorilla pack, rolling sticky, flick the bic and hit the stick
I don’t pass, we aint matching, you burn ratchet, cant imagine
Nothing lasts, give your life up, put your gun up to your neck up, man the fuck up
Let it blast hoe, split open like a trap door
The EMT gon yack looking through the bloody splats hoe
Im in last but Im the only one that lasts, watching these people repeat the past, civilizations come to pass tho
My wrist dripping on the linen, unforgiving, Missing villain, known for pissing people off, like a flame to a moth, guide the damned until their lost, lead them to an open coffin, push them in and lock, hearing knocking from the closet, white lighter in my pocket, Smoking out the cockpit, Im on a rocket, please take me home
Salem Trials adjacent torture methods, dont let me in heaven, death mask for the people talking reckless, Saw the movie reference, wicked ways my lane, insane Im wretched, tempted to dismember everything under the weather, never feel no better
Rejected, respected, Im chopping up at yo necklace
Im acting up on the set list
You on track to get yo neck slit
You headless
Can any of you pussies best this?
Fuckboys dying to test this
Why my name in your mentions?
He must be moving senseless
Restless, no mental check in
Carry weight like a dead lift, the mission of Missing's to end shit

Tongue of a serpent, spitting lies thru ya teeth
When I stomp yo head, they gon scatter on tha street
Ouija whip that Chevy, big mána in tha back
Pull up on yo block n cock that muthafuckin gat 
Blood on my skin, blood on my fuckin clothes
Lookin like a madmane, I'm a fuckin psycho
I don't fuck with ya click, y'all some busta ass hoes
Turn ya fuckin hood into ground zero 
Pagan playa sacrifice ya to tha old gods
Got a bad lil witch shakin ass on tha car
Pull up to tha function, turn that junt to a brawl
ACAB wrote in blood on tha muthafuckin walls

Str8 Up Out The Ouija Board (prod. Sphynx)

The devil in me got an easy job, ill sacrifice my life just help me wire pipe bombs
Ouijaboy the reaper shoving reefer into blunts ignite the skunk, evil lurks behind your eyes we’ve won, this race is done
Rats getting backspaced, bodies on the backpage,
DNA on blacktop, run him over flat faced
Mad weight holding down my lungs, think I got back pain
Chest ache, hope I keep on living just for death’s sake, Hell’s gates, bells shake, underworlds one true king
Lower level dwelling devil headed, never settled, never level headed, hell embedded, metal pressing, triple seven never repping, armageddon one stop heaven
Methods of a deadman, been a peasant, cursed since adolescence 
Always coughing into the oxy-coffin
I lost the plot, plotting
Got choppa knock-knocking
My jacket holding hacksaw, need no menthol just the pot
Demon seeded, oxy needing heathen, Ouija born to rot
Watch bodies drop
First impression wish you never met me i know
Did I mention that I hated all things living? For sure
Need protection, Im not talking bout insurance, Geico
Ouija colder than the therapy chambers, Cryo
Cant go back to hell 
Police power trippin put his newborn in a vacuum seal
Strap em to the table, let him feel this brand new power drill
Smoking on that floral, I aint talking bout no daffodil 
Turn him into maggot meal, grab the steel, how’d it feel?

Blessed Be The Ones Who He Has Eaten (prod. Coleslaw x or.1ove)

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 (prod. Or.1ove)

Im back in black on black on black the same old crap
Gotta blunt thats fat, need hella racks, pussy ass bitch cant fuck with cats
Can meet my gat I dont wanna chat, add em to the stats 
You bugging some like gnats, hit em with blyat blyat stat

That means immediately 
So sick and tired I cant even hire Ill prolly just fire a shrink
The highest bidder I offer my liver then into nether I’ll sink
Take my own life in a blink, suicide what did you think?
Dying’s been my passion, aint no rationing on tragedies and I havent peaked on me

Yet Im up in the scene, check might pop a bean 
Yes might be a fiend, bet Ill get yo team wet 
Wishing that we never met, underground artists some rats
Its you and your dogs I don’t need no resolve you gon need a vet and i mean that

Need a new remedy, xanax and hennesy, shout out yung Kota B, Missing my People, the cult
The sheeple will never revolt, who should be held at fault? 
Results of the evil claimed leaders, oblivious masses will falter, wait for humanity’s fall, gripping a saw, leave them appalled then we wait for applause, hop off my balls

I think these psyops gon autopsy Ouija, pay me and I’ll make it easy
OD on something enough make elephants even stop breathing
Enough to put under demons, take me I don’t need no reason
Satan said I’d be a beacon if I survive one more season
Cap in your raps got no meaning, me vs you isn’t even

Population Control Pt. 3 (prod. Desyed)

First things first i burst in flames and curse your name, never tame sure, faces on a plain shirt
In my lane curve, 2 shots just to make sure
My whole passion is rapping this ain’t game
worm
Squirm, you got some things to learn
How much of your body can fill up this urn?
How much of this fuckboy are we gon need to burn?
Watch his corpse crumble, stomach starting to turn
The boy Ouija, avoid bleeding, the sharks need it
I coined evil and force people with medieval 
Torture methods with swords Im reckless I breath diesel
The opposition get in positions thats known as fetal
From my weed eyes bleed survive these when i squeeze
Tightly your mom screams it can’t be it can’t be if can’t be
Is that how you really feel? I mean
With this flow so quick slow might implode Im so sick
Theres no if its when will i blow theres no tricks
Stand ten toes in an instance, have your whole team froze 
A failed abortion bred for extortion forced upon this world the devil wont endorse this
Porcelain made people the melting pots enormous
Death is so important take your life enjoy it
Can you motherfuckers hop on a beat and not lie?
Can you motherfuckers hop off my meat and not cry?
Every time I tasted defeat I revive
Protect ya neck, or bleed for me
Don’t sweat the technique it’s not sweet b
Wrap your head in bed sheets best believe the
Funeral starts with heavy hearts indeed
Everybody wanna act and rap and cap in that
I am no exception to the fact, this shit is wack
Make metaphors bout shit that Ill never do
Like raping a bitch, taping the shit then make it a clip
I know the money have you changing n shit, fake with the clique
Yeah bitch not me
Your tranquility tranquilize and hypnotize
No military the metal heavy I terrorize

The Missing People Menace Sneaking Weapons In Heaven (prod. Cultxre)

Often lost inside my thoughts and how I let it get this far
Blossoming my coping into splitting pills apart
Please kill my liver, break my heart just pull the trigger, end it all
Anger anchoring me to go get the fucking saw
Bitch Im grabbing at the switchblade, you’ll be grabbing at yo throat
You cant elaborate, you twitching, pissing half way down yo clothes
I cant feel bad for none of you bitches, karma happy to kick my door
Demi savage in the mix Im blitz so please dont hit my phone
Im appalled, hold your applause
I turned his brain, his guts, his blood to applesauce
And What it cost? Nothing at all 
Wicked shit the kid did hear yo fucking call, dont get involved
Im at the mosque and something’s off
Burn it down and leave the rest to mock
The smell of rot fills the block
They think its just the sewer but its not
Pop a lock and bodies drop
Bitch Im grabbing at the switchblade, you’ll be grabbing at yo throat
You cant elaborate, you twitching, pissing half way down yo clothes
I cant feel bad for none of you bitches, karma happy to kick my door
Demi savage in the mix Im blitz so please dont hit my phone
From the coast
East side where the weak die, send these felines running home
Silhouettes in treelines, they suspended by a rope 
Hellbound where Ill head now, bear a tainted heavy soul
A let down thats been lead down to a brand new low
Bitch Im grabbing at the switchblade, you’ll be grabbing at yo throat
You cant elaborate, you twitching, pissing half way down yo clothes
I cant feel bad for none of you bitches, karma happy to kick my door
Demi savage in the mix Im blitz so please dont hit my phone

There's Snakes In The Weeds And They’re Biting (prod. SCARY MIND)

Its Ouija bitch 
Seething from the sudafed
Admitting ambitions, decision to go and split heads 
Exit wound with lead fragments embedded, you met death, the Missing, the death count impressive man
Reaper seeping reefer got me feeling like a tweaker
Off the meters of evil, i hate the people cuz they weasels
Filthy creatures with features of the shriekers from the ether
Feeding anger and fear, the hatred growing each year
Contraceptive 
Thats what yo daddy shouldve used
Lifes a lesson
Ouija teaching with abuse
Push deception
Like the media do
What’s the message?
I just do not like you
Whats the move pussy?
Cut the filler I aint new rookie
There aint nothing you can do, you can’t fuck with me
I aint bending to no rules of the industry
Ghost steady floating choking toking off the weed
Protected by hell if you really wanna duel dummy
Pistol packing double backing if you say something
Pressing yo melon, im squeezing for the juice, jelly
Bodies smelly in the deli with the forks ready
Throwing elbows at scarecrows off acid, you rojo, got no hoes, get exposed to real smoke
Hope you fuckers choke
Cope, loathe, you lack a soul
Repetition prescription ingest to feel whole
Recognize, one hit’ll leave you petrified, with a shank and a .38 specialize, seeing colors like I inhaled pesticide, from ego death to paradise, your hell arrived
We’re a race of people that our mother couldnt love
Disrespecting my essence my presence cemented above 
Hit it Raw like my joints till her legs go numb
Boasting on some post exposing you aint none
You unworthy you burn out you shouldnt rap at all
You bother me you fodder and your father aint involved
Lambs to the slaughter, the marauder with a bomb
Causing local panic causing damage to a plaza
Gaza
Where else we sending money? Fuck your own people and bail out another country
Sending out billys we got homeless and they hungry
Burning down a city then call it another theory

Ouijaboy [@ouijaboy]

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