There comes a time in every man’s life when the rot
sets in. Teleological design seems not unknowable, but gone entirely.
When the towers of faith fall. When unbelief is all there is. When
that duppy, transcendent, ineffable knowledge of The-Thing-Divine is all that went untouched by heaven scorned. When the silence of
God is deafening, and when there is no longer a thirst to know him.
When Christ did not leave the tomb. These are the faithful dead.

The Man In The Study

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Sideways Remix ft. Hollyn and Steven Malcolm

prod @yungameba
mixed by @ibr
art by @ibr and me 
shouts to my crew @offthejump
thanks to @atlas for being a cool dude 
lyrics: http://genius.com/Samsa-feat-atlas-anthropocene-lyrics


I always knew that we’d be by each other’s side forever
now our time has come 
and I’d be satisfied if we died together
 
yeah, our climate’s fucked  
we might as well enjoy the weather
our time is up and I’d be satisfied 
if we died together

hit me up

anthropocene ft. atlas 🎉

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Smith & Wesson

Boot Camp

Boot Camp (feat. Tony Ri'Chard & Starringo)

06 The Ballad Of Love And Hate

CHH Ain't Dead, Vol. 1

Bibbidi-Bobbidi-Boo (feat. Bizzle & Dax Hamma)

Missing the Mark

written by Easha Nandyala

LYRICS:
it was the summer I learned to love 
politics and Elliot Smith cause you did

swinging in the backyard
wind in my hair and words
you’re playing it cool like a kid

but 

CHORUS:
I’m the kind of girl that you write songs about
mystery you can’t get out your head 
before you sleep at night
once in a lifetime 
you’re taking pictures you can’t bare to lose
be the artist to my muse
I think dying is a beautiful thing to do by your side

I bleed on paper 
so the fact of the fiction
is alive on the page when I’m gone

coming undone in dark corridors
we’re catching our breath, just for a moment
and I could waste all of my time in between the lines

cause 
CHORUS:

every movement in my rearview
and every place in reference to you
if nothing else can I be your regret years from now

CHORUS:

Dying Is a Beautiful Thing to Do

niggas are breathing around me again
i wanna shoot myself in the head
looking at you i just wanna be dead
walk in the room and all i see is red

i wish i had me some drugs or a beer
fuck all that shit that you call a career
im bouta shoot up the room til its clear
hit him with .308 like he a deer
now niggas mad as fuck im getting up
my whole gang fucking getting buck
let a nigga try it 
then that nigga dying
sign his life away now he getting fucked

see niggas hate they dont got shit
smoking they pack and that shit get so toxic
you niggas silly you not sick
you niggas gibby you looking like noxic

get off the internet go get a bag
not finna talk unless you got a rack
stealing the bank account i want the cash
if you dont got it get one in the back

niggas are breathing around me again
i wanna shoot myself in the head
looking at you i just wanna be dead
walk in the room and all i see is red

up all night and im still getting payed
if a nigga want smoke he get one in the face
you niggas lame artificial and fake 
all these other collectives get put in a grave
  
my name cxrpse im known
for damaging bodies 
i call up my niggas
we mob in the lobby 
if you looking stupid then you getting bodied
im calling up darkie to pull out the shotty

maybe im too jaded for this shit
maybe i should go get me a job
its better than these niggas stuck in a box
you niggas suspect
you niggas cops

niggas are breathing around me again
i wanna shoot myself in the head
looking at you i just wanna be dead
walk in the room and all i see is red

Listen

WANNA BE DEAD(PROD.SOLSA)

Lyra

Lyra (Reimagined)

Springing from Dead Faith. Formed from the dust, and God disembowled. Begotten and belayed.

The Man In The Study

KIRIL

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