G17 (PROD. TRULIFE)

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

make it rain all blood when i walk in the club
vampire slayer seen me carved out the rust
push a pussy boy down put yo hands in the dust
so poor no bands you don’t profit enough
i can feel the skin on my face goin numb
is it life is it death i been caught in a cusp
never switch sides come alive in the dusk
im entranced to the flame when i spark my blunt

cus i gotta get high
i get high
you could throw signs
it’s all lies
boy you aint gang
you not tied
and yo phone so dry, popeyes
now i gotta keep a 9 when i come outside
i could lose my life if i close my eyes
opps don’t blink better bottle that pride
i could run your shit boy just bag my fries

i can’t trust a soul
got a barbed wire fence
i drew lines in the snow, do a ritual again
like a sad song, i could crash the event
i would rather be alone
than be with a fake bitch
ride with the demons or play with the gods
i got bags in the back i’m tryna sneak thru the front
smokes in the sky til you can’t see the sun
im a devil in the night with the wings uncut

didn’t sleep last night
got too many thoughts in my mind
scared to close my eyes
the demons send my head running

You not in the family boy you not made 
cut the head off anything living that got fangs 
Oh yeah we got a problem Jake, I hate snakes
Why you moving federal? 
I’m bouta put a case on ya 
Cut his heart out and beat it in his face
Imma fuck his bitch hardstyle
Clap her with some bass
She trynna hold down on me, want my baby in her
Keep that metal on me like I’m Blade 
A slayer, is what I was born 
Want debate? 
Step into my den 
All these men turn to mice opposin my pen
When the metal go down, my trap make a sound and crush you 
We airing it out if you won’t come out to buck up
A lot of motherfuckers want me dead right now 
Road to west 
You won’t step you need to lay your ass down 
forever 

Blood sucka
Draped in pink 
I won’t stop to think 
I won’t stop to wonder
Nothing bouta ya 
I can tell you bluffin bout your past baby 
It wasn’t him 
You’ve killed before and I won’t be your last baby
I’m lying if I ever said I’ve slept because i

didn’t sleep last night
got too many thoughts in my mind
scared to close my eyes
the demons send my head running

loat! x nikko - vampire slayer (prod. cyfal)

POPSTAR By Reap, Eryxse, Young Hollow, & Zodiac Killers

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POPSTAR

POPSTAR (ALICIA KEYS)

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

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

The Furthest From A Professional

Stream: https://vyd.co/apostle
prod. Michael Link
Lyrics:

Rolling rolling rolling 
Got my stick tucked up what - are you gonna do if I come through and touch ya
Is you gonna roost and call the Jakes like a punk?
Or is you down to shoot it out with me and kick dust up

See since a little young I have been bout my buck
Keep two clutched up front
Fuck him up
If he duck, uppercut
Cut a punch split his lip, leave him layed
Let bro taste curb
Shovel dirt in his grave
I get em done up, that's why I get payed
Traverse the earth spitting verses of pain
For what its worth I would hurt em again 
Yuh, y'all go ahead and get buttered up
Imma keep moving, know what is what
Get hit from the back like a sucker punch
And when its too late y'all be bloodied up
What the fuck you think I keep it tucked for 
Pistol packin, end up in a blunt rolled
Block is hotter then a fucking charcoal
Head is harder than you playing Dark Souls
Who could stop the kid like only God knows
Im an apostle, spreading the world through my tonsild
These fuckers bad yeah they awful
Im here to off em 
Holding the weight in my palm
Drop and erase like a bomb
Ring the alarm, ill let em know its a problem 
Split em pack em then hes gone
I want em harmed, dead like he was in th e gospel
Im a profit this a psalm 
And its assault 
Lock me up imma keep knocking
Im a profit this a psalm and its assualt
Lock me up imma keep knocking
Noggin splitting
Give em a smack cause they all my children
Keep screaming only God can here it 
This a deep end only I can swim in 
And as of recent only I been hitting 
Im the villain winning 
Mad as fuck that I ain't got no ceiling 
Wishing that I wasn't fucking big as I am but I'm out here

Rolling rolling rolling 
Got my stick tucked up what - are you gonna do if I come through and touch ya
Is you gonna roost and call the Jakes like a punk?
Or is you down to shoot it out with me and kick dust up


Buy APOSTLE

APOSTLE (prod. Michael Link)

PARANOIA (Prod. EYKEY, Esthetic Gloom, MKZ)

Caution the clique we don’t miss we’ll make your heart race then erase any trace of this place, war
Serrated blade size of a sword, hardcore I need more gore galore 
Off of the rip its off with your head and off with your limbs
Ouija’s beatings leaving weakened meaning, life of the kid
Off of a whim Im swishing the rim think that Im him
A bottle’s bottom topples all of the men, begin
Capitol O decapitate foes, the less that you know the better need green, guns and cheddar mild
Squeeze, scream, bleed, steam from thunder while
These pleas leave streets and gutters, wild
Don’t mean to impose, demeanor is cold, that means my heart froze, shout out bro, we juxtapose hoe
Even demons dream of Ouija pleading give him his soul
Tape hate date rape fate demeaning a hoe
Make way for the mane straight breaking the code
In my zone smoking bones of O, yo hot box pop rocks smelling, face it alone
Non stop drops underground where I’m home
The verbal oppressor professor, burning the pressure my pleasure, terminal illness you feel this never the lesser trend killer
I got an itch in the back of my mind only a weapon can fix Im convinced, Ill always be this sick 
Fuck the mosque, the church will burn, lets hit the synagogue
Every person learns there’s nothing after all
Death Im not concerned I’d rather see the fall
Of the human worms, the blessings of the saw
A call to maul, Allah I lost my sense of wrong
Kali Ma, the God of Death, Im tapped in with the law
Not the jakes, the fakes I face they featherweight
Better yet I bet that I could him levitate
Its the Delirious G O D, but fuck what you heard hoe you don’t know me
Flipping up the bird since before ‘03
I can get you served if you need that weed, the green
I got no rivals, you try me get stifled, get stuck with the rifle with sticks like I’m tribal, you dead on arrival, you idle, a demon left deep in hell, king is my title
Dont get your shit beat in dont end up six feet and your friends wont have to mourn a story another missing man
Stab wounds leaking salt to rub in
Stiffen up your nerves disturbed lets burn loose ends
Confident conquering all of it slaughtering prophetic offering awful and ominous 
Carcasses tarnish the granite granted Im welcoming mess
Im with the Missing cadets, you best be sending your best
Missing stepping on necks kid
I plead the 5th and I bleed a 5th
Smoke Cheetah piss, love how the reefer hit
Toking dope alone a broken soul known for spliffs 
Hopeless joker never sober think Im losing it

All Gods Go To Hell

I been on the back roads riding on a black horse
Moonshine sipping in a valley full of bleached bones
Stuck in this dimension I didn't pay attention 
To whatever the fuck these motherfuckers have been saying, huh

Had to crawl back out the dirt
Mouth full of ash, heart is still full of hurt
Hands still gripping that gun, it's bout time for my rebirth
Killed the man i was, but i'm still cursed to roam the earth 

Oh what's that? Necro's dead and gone?
Yeah the fuck he is, put a bullet in his skull 
Myself (uh-huh) got the weapon drawn
Still got five shots left so you better start to run, hah!
(x2)

Walk up to the bar, these bitches staring I know
Down a whole bottle like i still got a throat
Slap a bitch ass now he sprawled on the floor
Six shots six holes then i'm walking out the door

Had to crawl back out the dirt
Mouth full of ash, heart is still full of hurt
Hands still gripping that gun, it's bout time for my rebirth
Killed the man i was, but i'm still cursed to roam the earth 

Oh what's that? Necro's dead and gone?
Yeah the fuck he is, put a bullet in his skull 
Myself (uh-huh) got the weapon drawn
Still got five shots left so you better start to run, hah!
(x2)

FIVE SHOTS

Ether or Aether,

Terrestrial sphere's stars and DNA, 

Self for the spirit,

Light reflects Gravity,

Blood becomes dreams,

A quantum reality,

For Hz is to earths vibrations,

Fire to thoughts Transends memories,

As wind becomes emotions

Under water the subconsciousness within,

Tears of sanity are the blessing of reality,

Shadows play in courts of the priests and masters,

REM I am forever transformed to Mercury like atoms reform,

To the molecule of salt becomes the statue of being,

Transcendent consciousness  bleeds on the fabric of times,

Unlocked the full potential knowledge floods the mental 

I feel the information consuming me internally  

Forgotten words and spells of eternity casts flowers in the dirt of my mind,

Dream walking, 

Nightmare stalking

This is only to the choice of blending 

What you believe is the definition ,

No sides to take,

It is both and everything to be die and recreate life in the membrane of light,

Magnetic fields aura colors sparks the glow of life,

Astral travel world strange but beautiful in the ugly or purity of the reflecting midnight sky ,

Divine Consciousness lost to all but one true being aware to the false reality,

Where  the others of life lies until the birth of the death cradled the tears of memory,

The absolute,

Reincarnation of the mind,

Observation is all that is,

A superposition,

Quantum Mechanics,

Rebirth in the frequency of light,

Entanglement of thoughts and emotions 

Words are nothing here in this form of visions,

Intellect advanced,

Ego is dead,

But the light is the life you move weightless no more information that could be fed,

Pain,

Pleasure,

Desire,

Passion,

The form of inspiration lives inside below the mind,

Sex transfers energy between living gods,

Vital functions evaporate to the romance of thoughts,

Substance the key to traveling in the depths,

Substances are the key to enlightenment ,

When mediation is required to look inside,

Salvia my goddess of the divine devours the mortal coil of seeking the holy hour,

Completely,

Black,

To white,

To color again,

I am the real you,

For the tides are in everyone seeking past the lands of dreams,




There's Snakes In The Weeds And They’re Biting

Ouijaboy [@ouijaboy]