[LYRICS]



Beg and plead with the reaper

Get down on your knees. 

I got about 9 nine lives 

If I am what I eat. 


Already even Steven

This, been at it for weeks

I open my hand out 

while shit hangs in the focus


Propaganda take a grip and I hold it. 

Let em bleed

thats the motive to me. 


Im talent for talentless. 

A brain for imbalances.


The name aint whats challenging...


My aim go to the perimeter, mother fucker

Imitating me will injure ya, mother fucker.


Its C - S - T 

For the deficient. 

Game stronger 

Then the line that its on. 

I came looking for my mind 

And its gone. 

Got veins jogging like I lit off a bomb. 

This same noggin you bobbin. 

Gets knocked 

if you look at me wrong.


A fresh a second impression. 

If you ask me, 


The last to enter inception. 

But alas peak. 


Art of war as a weapon. 

With abyss of woe, 


Kill a person.

Get a medal. 

All glitter is gold. 


Fill a grave 

Heavy metal. 

Is hard to fold. 


Sure im hell bound. 

Butigot ghost presence

Who walks with me when I trek it.

Im reckless....

Abandonment. 



Astral when I...

Project my vocals,

People hide and seek it 

Like my third eye is open. 

But im trying to reach

Hold the doors when im close


(Written by CST)

Shredder [Prod. Steven Tha Ghxst]

Lyrics 
See that living room filled 

With meth, and adderal pills. 

I play my games please will. 

God come and kill me still. 

Just that same mohawk dude, 

Still thinkin that mysterios cool.

I sit and bite on my food. 

And still no appetite whom

!Can read me my rights out 

I stay on perfect 

The right route. 



You dont the first thing

Let alone the worst thing, 

Ill fill you all in, 

Sacred blast from cobain. 

Grasp the coat hang. 

A mask of cocaine. 

Flood the boats and 

I aint saying nothin. 

But the shit is okay. 

Thats mr Braggadocious. 

!Still slappin coke heads. 

Games on notice. 

Unique like the 

Flights of lotus. 

Im ODIN 

Ready for the elders approaching. 

Locomotion

Plays all across the oceans. 

Thats the motive



 Spit through the grinder 

and hardly touched. 

Get immortalized

Make you bite the dust. 

I sniped Mordecai. 

And then took his gun. 

Swear theres more to life 

Than unlikely luck. 

Im kinda borderline 

But confide with such...


See i smoke green til pass out. 

And that hotbox blowing glass out. 

Wont stop until theres a packed house. 

Got that cash 

in both of my bank accounts. 

And moms see her own estate amounts

To the job I paved and layed it out. 

Like a mob I come in great amounts. 

Spreadin my seed 

you know i gotta lay it out


All these vipers live. 

Same city as kid. 

Stay inside 

With insidious grip.

Making potions. 

All along idiots 

Give me 

Constant notion. 

Brass on the cover of yours 

While im golden. 

Ash still covering shorts. 

Im on aroll bitch.

Grass dont grow

On no stone 

Then what my toes in? 

Money aint good no more. 

Thunderdomin. 

Facts .above. The oath.
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Mixing done by CsT
Lyrics written & preformed by CsT 
Producer credits go to MAJKLUANI this man has some killer beats check em out

SHOUT OUT TO TUFO AND TOWER.

Under Oath [Prod. MAJZKLUANI]

LYRICS

(VERSE 1)

Im in that bitch jeans 

Like pocket lint.

Dont question

My steeze. 

Now a capital S. 

Im in between the scenes.

Sold some copies, bitch. 


If this 2003 

Im on top of it. 

You get loose behind screen. 

Like your charger is. 

Grab the loot my scheme. 

Then im droppin it. 


Im making eyes bleed

The angel you need. 

I fell from above. 

And created a feind.


Deprived of the love. 

See I writhe and I seethe. 

The halo aint shit. 

Just a fido frisbee. 

Ill make it I will. 

I believe in my grief. 

Trainin to kill. 

I was born with the tree. 

Branches fall down. 

See im choppin 

Like cleaves'

The harder they fall. 

See I love to see em leave. 

And i brought an 8 ball. 

See it crackin when I bleed. 

I take nature pull apart. 

Thats johnny appleseed.


(VERSE 2) 


And continue

To fuck it up. 

Check next. 

Now the venues. 

Id like to buck. 

Flex less.

Thats an issue. 

Go write me up. 

Say less 

Then official. 

We fightin punk. 


Faded 

Witta pencil. 

I like stabbin 

Chumps. 

Ill be famous in a little. 

When im done

With bumps. 

Go and bang this in attendence. 

And attend to drugs. 

I tend to drink and fiddle. 


With some fear in motion.

Ill write you my dear. 

But im middle ocean. 

Man keeps workin. 

Still soul searchin. 

A plan invokes this

Pivotal turn and. 

Ya cant keep up. 

Then consider 

Book closing. 

You can suck these nuts. 

Know that sodiums potent

I write like fucks.

Never came to the open. 

This season is up. 

Know my draft stay coldest. 

That free agent stuff. 

While you locked in. 

POTUS. 

Im goated. 



I LIE. I CHEAT. I STEAL. [PROD. MAJZKLUANI]

LYRICS. 

If you want that rage bitch,

Come say it to my face!. 


Catch me posted at the same crib. 

Ill never change my ways. 


Pussy, talkin with those same lips. 

Gone end up in the lake.


Why you posting like you famous? 

You only up 3 plays. (x2)


VERSE

Yo! Mr. Manic depressive.

This your psyche....

How do they fair against? 

Its unlikely...

Bottle up the message, kid. 

And drink lightly. 

To much might make ya sick. 

And dont mind me. 

I pull up with that ancient wit. 

Thats souls binding. 

You dont get to make it if,

Its aligning 

eclipse on the makers chin. 

Hands disguise these. 

Scars, I dont like to live but im trying.


BRIDGE

Im so close to the edge. 

Go on and push me. 

Im waiting.

Just a voice with all that noise. 

Dont waste your breathe 

With a cadence. 

If by choice 

you want some more. 

Then say my name in the pages. 

Pussy boi, couldnt back the forth. 

Thats why your name keeps on changing.

.................................................................................

If you want that rage. 

BITCH 

Come say it to my face!. 


Imma post up at that same crib. 

Ill never change my ways. 


Pussy, talkin with those same lips. 

Gone end up in the lake.


Why you posting like you famous? 

You only up 3 plays. 



W4RNING! [Prod. jxst beatz]

CHORUS
They call em forrest 
Dump, like the truck.
You heard up, subwoofin.
Luck know its never enough. 
A star cookin, 5 in his back.
Get fucked, and stop lookin. 
Chances go a million and 1. And its....

VERSE
Jet black clothes, Everyday And when I overdose. 
Just know it aint phase. 
Throwing rage. 
Like a rollercoast. 
Adrenaline and pain 
All the same when you gettin older oh 
Then multiply today. 
Different shades In the nova hoe...
Me I treat the game, Like I got no solution. 
Spinal column to wall. But my balls bigger than you bitch.
See you bitin like a dog. But ankles aint gunna do it. 
High tops, low key. Always working and moving. 

BREAK
Got some friends. Some foes, 
God reveals my woes. So everyone an enemy. 
That just the way it goes... x2
Bitch 
RUN!
and keep on steppin. 
Imma weapon like that gun. 
But a clip aint fed this. 
For the record, Just for fun. 
And that piss you peddling.
Isnt shit to the one 
Go head and keep that ending.

CHORUS
They call em forrest 
Dump, like the truck. 
You heard up, subwoofin.
Luck know its never enough. 
A star cookin, 5 in his back. 
Get fucked, and stop lookin. 
Chances go a million and 1. And its mine....

RUN! [Prod. ZODIACC]

[Verse 1]

Flip shit current, 

Make a profit outta nothin. 


This that rust bucket, 

Prring. 

Pull up, 


Oh wait they frontin. 

Fuck it, 

Five fingers saying whats up. 

They got me stuntin, 



Like a Jackass, 

Im forever,

So get used to it. 


Camp 

Still kill myself. 

And I abuse with it. 


Grands, 

Soon I see I said. 

That im a serpent 


Teeth, 

getting sharper, get neck

And I "absurd" them. 


Lease, 

Wit it

Soon as ya dead

Then I remove bliss. 



[Verse2]

Pussies talk shootin, 

Please... You Alec Baldwin. 

Sorry aint enough

On your knees. 

And play balls bitch. 


Cocky wit it..

And every right to be, 

Because I left came back, 

Not just twice, but 3!


And pull off, 

Like asap, if the price is cheap. 


Head hunter, 

I price tag on the toes of sheep. 

Ya see,

That black bandanna no clique. 

Im prone to body shit. 

Introspect? 

Suck my dick 

I make it bottomless. 




BLOOD! [Prod. CRCL]

Feelin so secluded. 

Anger management. 

For losers. 


Goes for,


Each and every student.

Humans frail. 

& fuckin stupid...


Learned that,


Knuckles get to bruisin. 

Still the same, accept 

Abusive. 


If thats, 


Really how amusement. 

Supposed taste. 

I love it, 


-Cupid. 




Aint corrected, 

Im the angel of death. 

Disguised, as a nice guy. 

With that pain in my chest. 

Ive grown, 

Now I reach the skylines

Beggin I dont need it!. 

Pressure makes diamonds. 

Diamonds dont mean shit. 

To me, 

The worlds gonna keep on spinnin. 

Whether or not Imma live, 

So write like a villian. 

Within the time, 

That they give. 

Make a weapon to kill em.

Under the lights, 

Just a kid

That was robbed of his prison. 

Was supposed to die. 

With my friends. 


and look at me now...

Im face down in the script. 

Cant even look at the ground. 

The ledge sounds, but instead, 

End up raising a brow. 


They say everything

Happens for reason

here I am! 

Fighting for the keeping. 

Cant even get a meal in

Too busy missin sleepin. 

My mind inna whirlwind. 

Drag em by the features. 

I sacrifice my will. 

So the baby gets its pleasing. 



Daddys home!

Shit, I never ever left. 

Now soulless though. 

Just a shell of whats left. 

See happiness, 

Is a game, quick chess.

And that lust for sex. 

Same thing, 

retrospect...

Godly face. 

But alone in your head.

Parting ways, 

With the host in the bed. 

Body weight,

Still a ghost so whats next? 

I 

Hate 

Earth

Please!





Feelin so secluded. 

Anger management. 

For losers. 


Goes for,


Each and every student.

Humans frail. 

& fuckin stupid...


Learned that,


Knuckles get to bruisin. 

Still the same, accept 

Abusive. 


If thats, 


Really how amusement. 

Supposed taste. 

I love it, 


-Cupid. 



Cupid [Prod. CRCL]

[Lyrics]


Blank face

You wouldnt wanna name it. 


Praise hate. 

Something bout it lately. 


Engaged me

Buried with the razor. 


Got me

buried with the razor.x2 


Abusive is what 

What stupid does, 

On rotation. 

The soup is thick,

The roots are cut. 

Theres no relation

To souvenirs or sentiment. 

The reigns are mine. 

Im ending it. 

If anything is blended in. 

Its ethic for the penmanship. 


Blank face

You wouldnt wanna name it. 


Praise hate. 

Something bout it lately. 


Engaged me

Buried with the razor. 


Got me

buried with the razor.x2


Dont ever wanna be mean? 

Its seeming like impossible. 

Todays the day they see me. 

Pull strings to clear the obstacles. 

Through A-K Im BC. 

Before the passion lost control. 

Go read the page. 

Im peaking

The seams are poppin 

Off the hoe. 




Blank Face [Prod. wxrst]

Die by the sword. 

I couldnt lift up.

When heavy. 


Said the

Price of life, 

Absurd 

Thats why they pick up

The chevy. 


Shell of a man. 

Shells displayed. 

Never will I am. 

I know somethings strange. 

Feelin it again. 

Theta waves. 

Memory is grand. 

If its worth the pain. 



Im... 

M.I.A

A monster in advanced. 

Serpent summoning me. 

Superb, a sinnin man. 

Send a bitch back to the drawing board

Like woah!

Will it ever pass? 

Password stay known. 

Always bleeding but intact

I stay on my flow. 

Like a bitch on the pad. 

Imma flip the script. 

And make everybody mad. 

Just a simpleton. 


But them looks stay 

deceiving dont they? 


Rope a dope 

Smoking, blitzed. 

Hit it til im loopy. 

14 doing shit. 

You dream of in a hoopd. 

22, golden year. 

T it like an UZI. 

Xs on my eyes. 

Im a dead man walkin. 

Sold it last night. 

went and bought new coffins. 


Told em but they really listen. 

And its apparent. 

From the time I arrived. 

I knew the clearance. 


Set em up 

just to die. 

And I love it!. 


Kill em slow, 

Let em cry. 

And keep thuggin. 


Living low, 

And getting high. 

The only thing of interest. 

Kickin when im bugged out. 

Punch another sentence. 

Via, the drug house. 

Full of number 2 pencils. 

Slick as sheen, tint em all 

Need a primer, coded. (Coated) 

balls to the walls. 

Call me young mick foley. 

Have a nice day, prick. 

Im reloaded. 

Half of life is basic. 

Then re-own it. 



Die by the sword. 

I couldnt lift up.

When heavy. 


Said the

Price of life, 

Absurd 

Thats why they pick up

The chevy. 


Shell of a man. 

Shells displayed. 

Never will I am. 

I know somethings strange. 

Feelin it again. 

Theta waves. 

Memory is grand. 

If its worth the pain. 




M.I.A [Prod. Lil Swedden x Nug]

Bitch Im disgusting. 

Still dirty as fuck. 

I wipe my fingers 

On your shirt 

After packing the blunt. 

You past 30. 

Get to working. 

For your back getting stuck. 

Your breaks over 

Motherfucker. 

Get to suckin it up. 


Im pressed 

Steez

Like some bolts 

When Im stompin 

Its tough. 


You pressed jeans. 

I wax the pussy. 

For Im fuckin it up. 


I guess these.

Could be the words. 

That could get you enough. 


So bitch please. 

Shut yo mouth. 

For Im sewing it shut. 


Primal instinctive. 

I get the bullets with green tips. 

Silent 

Extinction. 

And in the walls 

Where im creepin. 



No designer 

For me...

Cause Im cuttin 

The sleeves...

Ya in denial, 

Ill be...

The most destructive 

Youll see...


Drugs made me wicked. 

Kinda like it like that. 

Dont give fuck  

Get to kicking 

Like your bikes off the rack. 

I needed love. 

Now a mission. 

"Get this knife in yer back"

I see em fall 

After pinnin, 

Bowling skulls til they crack.

I stitch it up. 

Place an image 

In back of ya hat. 

So sick of them all. 

Love is ignorance. 

Is anybody listening? 

Them clouds get to crimsoning

Go place your faith

Religion is, 

A sound in the prism. 

Its for anybody listening.



Nasty [Prod. DumbChild]

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