Fake fucks popping my phone
I told them to leave me alone 
Just wanna zone out, pull the trichomes out
Making these beats in my home 
Sit next to a tombstone
Nothing but skull and some bones 
Existence unknown now
Feel like I’m not home now, 
In my own dome I’m feelin like I’m thrown out
Wasted my Pennies on making a wish
My body’s blazing in the River Styx
Holy shit I’m having a bad trip 
How much was that tab dipped?
Can’t go any lower 
I feel mediocre 
The storm getting closer
I’m thinking it’s over
The only boat roller, no captain, no chief or controller
I’m stranded in sea as a loner 

Leave me alone

Hyperventilate, then I isolate
Never wanna show my fucking face 
Body is a temple every day I desecrate, meditate, then I burn it all down with my hate 
The irony’s great 
I laugh as it burns standing over the grave 
I’m afraid of who I became 
No escaping this cage, I’m a slave to my brain
Pouring the blood down the drain 
Physically mentally ache 
Out of my way, destructive path that I pave 
Debating my fate every day I’m awake 
Oblivion, thinking of words they’ll engrave 
Stabbing my back with the words that they say
Turning to ash as my legacy fades
My shoulders are bruised from the weight 
I’m straying further away 
Damage my brain until nothing remains
Caught up in a rage, demons tell me to behave 
there’s nothing to be gained if you speak of my name 
I’ll be unlocking my demons from chains 
I’ll be throwing raw meat in their cage 
Eyes so dried up, cried up, looking so red like I’m sprayed with mace
Don’t wanna die this way, but I’m still fucking taking your life away

Smoky Quartz

moonlight freestyle (prod. Septfree)

Body rotting but I have a plot
Take ‘em to the ocean and I dump em off a yacht 
Red and blue flashing, know I’m fucking caught 
Put my hands in the air, and my knees dropped 
Now I watch the days go by, I’m sitting in a cell
Never see a blue sky but tell my fam I’m doing well 
Made mistakes and I made my own hell 
Recurring dreams where I’m burning in a fucking plane that fell
Tired of fake fucking people never having my back
Tired of days turning to weeks where sleep lacks
Tired of smoking weed just to relax 
I don’t wanna feel this shit until my body is ash 

Rose made of palm, rose like a phoenix 
Came back as a demon but nobody fucking 
see it
Invisible, miserable, now I’m spewing stupid syllables 
Not loveable 
Not liveable 
If anything I’m fucking killable
I’m despicable 
Life feeling like an SAT, but I’m not quizzable
Unpredictable, 
Second guessing everything is typical 
solving problems to the minimal 
Smoking chemicals 
Fucking killable
I’m despicable 
Life feeling like an SAT, but I’m not quizzable
Unpredictable, 
Second guessing everything is typical 
Solving problems to the minimal 
Smoking chemicals

Recurring Dreams

ESCAPE (YUNG PHARAOH X KILLTRACY)

2 A.M. Nightmare

Lyrics:
Bitch you know it's GLOOM
I can feel the hatred from another room
And none of my brothers fuck with chu
Every track you make is far from new
Bitch we already listen to it in the tomb
Laugh when I hear yo shitty review
Bitch I'll see you real soon
Think of grey when you see the moon
We lurking in the fucking mist
Have you question if you exist
Put down that fucking fist
All I need is a twist
Link of metal of my neck
Let me cut cha like a check
my brothers make a wreck
give a fuck about the dope
all i really need to know is 
if you tryna flow?
give a fuck about chu
and give a fuck about me
underground world
that's where my brothers breathe
give a fuck about your team
you ain't nothing like me
since day one i said what i want
since day one i had this chain

GLOOM

Neva gave a fuck about me
They just wanna see me real fucking weak
But I'm still and killing it by the week
Tell me what the fuck you know about me
bet it's nothing so stay quiet
we a riot, this our pilot
get to denying
we know your gimmick
you ain't shit
gloom will take you on trip
got that chain up on my hip

GREY - Gimmick

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"Moonlit Murmurs: Stories from the Creek"

Seeing all red
Spreading the ash all over my dread
But I tread and get some gas and blunts before I go to bed 
Looking undead I bet all of this is in my head 
I never even left, I might just end it with the lead 

I’m dabbing the oils and I boil like I’m fried chicken 
And I throw them in the water right after I fucking stick em 
Oceanash risen from the Atlantic sea 
I’m in the bayou hanging from a fucking old Cypress tree
I'm lighting fire to the fucking palm leaves 
I’m getting higher as my skin melts into the heat
I’m in the open ocean and coping I’m throwing emotions of grief 
I’m sleeping in, I wish I wasn’t me 

I’m in the south, the roaches crawling out my mouth 
I’m always fucking filled with doubt, so please just wrap me in a shroud
I’m crouching in a fucking cloud
I’m snapping when they shake me out 
Death is what all I’m about
I’m turning your flesh all inside out

Better watch your step 
I’m not the one you should betray
In the water to your neck 
Kicking away the stingrays 
Kayaking in the creek 
Please just let me rest in piece 
Please just fucking leave me be 
Burn me like a DVD

Water clear, willows near 
Demons whisper in my ear
I feel the reaper coming near 
I'm dreaming of all my fucking fears 
I’m feeling fried, red in my eyes, I'm going for a ride and then I hop out, make ‘em die, you can try to run and fucking hide 

Put the bodies in the barrels, fill em with formaldehyde 
Stash em in the marsh and then I come up with an alibi
Put the bodies in the barrels, fill em with formaldehyde 
Stash em in the marsh and then I come up with an alibi

Woods is where I scheme 
Smoking the green, crime scene where I clean 
Feeling mean, get the n-i-c-o-t-i-n-e
Now I'm walking with a limp, eating shrimp
You can get a glimpse of the clip
I cannot wash my sins 
Cutting limbs 
Putting them into fucking bins
Slice you into pieces thin
Grinning as I rip your skin


Produced by oceanash

Moonlit Murmurs: Stories from the Creek

"Gators and Ghosts"

Lurking in the lagoon
I’m eating cajun fries seasoned with gloom
I feel like nothing inside, molecules have all died 
Sweep evidence with a broom
Under the rug, I’m removing the shoes 
The blood has soaked through 
Using the bleach so you won’t see the clues in the room, when the lights are turning blue

Creeping in the swamp 
Throwing bodies to the gators and they chomp 
Floating parts in nature but the water calm
Rolling papers, smoke keep on blowing with the fucking palms
Person missing, snakes are hissing, on their heads I fucking stomp
I’m no longer living, seeing visions of myself embalmed 
I’m saying Avada Kedavra when I’m waving my wand 
Floor of the creek, I’m in the fog
Cypress trees next to the bog 
Is where I hid the bloody saw and all my flaws with muddy cloth
Feel the claws when I draw the prey closer then they caught up in my jaws 
Eat ‘em like Pulled pork with a side of Cole slaw 
Now I'm wanting more
Skeleton galore hid beneath the river shore 
Now my vision twisting more, my face melting to a corpse

A million thoughts I’m torn 
Now I’m exploding with gore
From my brain, I go insane, from the pressure I cannot contain 
I’m Breaking from chains, I never maintain a minute or moment of peace 
I feel deceased, my DMT released 
I don’t want my heart to beat, I think it ceasing during my sleep, so I’m avoiding counting the sheep
Making the beats, I got my enemies all on their fucking knees 
Now I’m speeding off smoking the weed 
I stuff it up in a honey berry blunt   
3 gram cherry keep making me dizzy and lighting the room up 

Sneaking through grasses 
Weaken from the gashes 
Blood is seeping like molasses, slowly leaking as the match is lit 
Look into your head as I’m detaching it
Use the fucking knife, I take your life and then I’m stashing it 
Grabbing the resin, I’m dabbing it 
Dragging the bat before whacking it 
I’m hacking with the hatchet 
I'm takin your body, I’m wrapping it 
I'm cracking my skull cuz demons inhabit it



Produced by oceanash

Gators and Ghosts

“3AM: INSOMNIAC”

All day in my head
Someone get me out this dread 
Can’t get out this fucking bed
Nightmares, I fled 
And I wake up in a sweat
And I feel fucking dead
In the dirt I fucking rot 
Knock knock, smoking the pot
So don’t call my phone 
Leave me alone
I don’t feel home in my bones 
My emotions turning blue 
All I feel is fucking gloom 
Boofing as I hear the raindrops on the roof 
Looking at the fucking lead
Look up and I pled 
Wrist I fucking shred
Stars watch me bled
Looking-Looking at the lead 
Look up and I pled 
Wrist I fucking shred
Stars watch me bled

Shadows blocking out the light now the moon is red
I’m in bed looking at the sky at 3AM spreading dread
Puking up my fucking guts 
Got blood all in the fucking cuts
Decaying like I’m fucking rust
I’m running out of things I trust
All in my head I’m thinking thoughts bizarre like “is earth purgatory and will my ashes fit a in jar?”
Smoking dabs late at night that taste like maple I’m not stable 
Watching cable 
Bong rips and backwoods all on the tables
Tryna get some rest 
Reaching into my fucking chest 
Nothing in it I’m depressed 
Never find a way to decompress
I’m darkness in the fucking flesh 
In my eyes you see the death
You can see the flies around my head



Produced by oceanash

3AM: INSOMNIAC

DARK TRAP. TRAP METAL. HORRORCORE.
FREE PALESTINE

Gloom until the tomb ⛓️⛓️
GREY - @grey_official
oceanash - @oceanash
Nightraverse - @nightraverse
AngelGhost - @angelghosttt
Cyrazami - @cyrazami

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