shoutout all the prods for absolutely snapping on these beats, shoutout my aux cord for breaking mid song.
*lyrics soon*

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306files (p. BRONK/E9 BEATS/TRACY ZOMBIE)

BACK IN. (PROD. HUSHINSILENCE)

Carrier Freestyle

Carrier Freestyle [Prod. Taiketsu]

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)

"Circuit Breaker" is a high-energy CyberTrap track by Lepro$y The CyberLord, delving into the theme of technology's dominance over humanity. With glitchy beats and synthetic rhythms, it paints a vivid soundscape of a future where digital forces challenge human autonomy, urging listeners to rise against the cybernetic takeover

CIRCUITBREAKER [PROD. GRAVES]

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**)

NIKKO - WTW? (ft. Vythe)

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)

This one's been a long time in the making.  It started in late 2017 after playing a good portion of Legend of Zelda: Breath of the Wild.  There were a few tracks (Tarrey Town in particular) that I just HAD to sample.  The experience of that game moved me to mine the entire soundtrack (and sound effects) for inspiration. Before I knew it I had and albums worth of beats I really loved.  I sat on em for a while, knew they needed refined and was thinking I would do my usual remix thing with em and put other artists vocals over top.  But as I began refining the beats, something about them overwhelmed me with the desire to write and perform again...and so a very long process began.

From around 2019 - 2023 I wrote, recorded, re-wrote, re-recorded, edited, scrapped, produced, mixed, mastered, and tried to make every one of the songs mean something to me and sound like something I was proud of.  The vibe all started to come together when I decided to lift some Robin Williams quotes to introduce and close out the album.  Robin and I were born on the same day, and he was a noted Zelda fan after all.  When I stumbled across his lines from "August Rush" in my search, I knew it was a perfect fit.  Then I decided it needed some vinyl scratch style vocal stabs to really round out the some of the songs.   I taught myself how to emulate sound that with my synth and scoured the ENTIRE original Zelda 90's cartoon for some great clips, and I certainly found them.

I could've called it good, and released this album over a year ago, but it wasn't good enough for me.  I started studying mixing and mastering theory and practice so I could create something that sounded more professional and aurally cohesive.  The final product is much better for the patience and effort I gave to it.

So now comes the hardest part.  Setting it free into the universe. Letting go of it and moving on to the next.  I wish I could hold onto it forever, but it won't grow that way, and neither will I.  Can't wait to see what I come up with next.

NOBODY'S FAVORITE NOBODY

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[LYRICS]

fuck do you think I would do for that cake with a mask of my face imma run in that bank/
put me in a cage to contain all my rage I’m down for death, cause that’s my only fate/

infrared infrared, BEAMS/
hollows make his fuckin head lean/
hollow soul been sniffing drugs like a dog and sipping blood straight out the canteen/

my bullets do damage they penetrate quickly/
off with his head now his body lay stiffly
his brains on the floor you can see what he thinking his momma walk in and now she feeling sickly/

I just simply kill a fuck for his kidney/
black market giving more than jus pennies,
when I walk around they all moving real steady cause shit can go south in my park like I’m Kenny/

I was in class with the pills I was popping em,
oxycontin xanax bars where the problem is,
toting weapons throwing c’s like the vitamin,
I complied with all the violence no fighting it,
AHH!
imma fast release the demons,
surgically fuck up your life for no reason,
YUH!
I’m in this game for the freedom talk shit on my ops and talk shit on policemen

yuh, talk shit on my bro’s and you get the cannon/
I open you up like a fuckin canyon
I tend to go ghost like a fucking phantom
we the beautiful people like Marilyn Manson

step over the line you fuck! x4

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

Ouijaboy [@ouijaboy]

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