Fire 2 Love

ᴳᵒⁱⁿ ʷⁱᵗʰ ᵗʰᵉ ʷⁱⁿᵈ ˡⁱᵏᵉ ᵃ ˡᵉᵃᶠ

Ｅｎｄｕｒｅ

Castle w/Muutteq (Prod. sogimura)

Produced by Dj Lil Sprite 

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"IT'S NOT A REAL SONG ITS JUST DEMONSTRATION HOW YOU CAN SOUND ON THIS BEAT"

Shoreline Mafia Ft. $UICIDEBOY$ - "Rollin"

GHOSTLANDS TRACK 09
COFFINYARD
Prod. SiliconeHearts, MOSSBACK, DONTEATSLUGS

Lyrics:

I’m sorry father
I’m falling
Ive crossed through the roads
Blood in the water, gone so far on my own
So please don’t follow me
I’m hollow, carving scars on my skull
Flesh and bone froze
Seen my hearts grown cold
Woah oh

Ohhh ohhh ohhh
I’m hollow
Ohhh ohhh ohhh
I’m hollow
Ohhh ohhh ohhh
I’m hollow 
Ohhh ohhh ohhh
I’m hollow

No lights
Candles in the cold when I’m graveside
Blood up on stones
All them late nights slowly floating down the road
But I ain’t know where to go
Crawlin out the…
Moonlight, my body been growing mold
But I won’t die, imma lost soul
And my .45 the only one that I hold
I’m an outlaw, turned a ghost
So hollow
Habits, Ive followed
Selling my soul to pray
Can’t swallow
Swimming out bottles
Lately I’ll go to waste
By tomorrow, surely my hearts gone
I could just float away
Time borrowed, alla my scars shown, all that I’ve knowns decay
Lately I been

Ohhh ohhh ohhh
I’m hollow
Ohhh ohhh ohhh
I’m hollow
Ohhh ohhh ohhh
I’m hallow 
Ohhh ohhh ohhh
I’m hollow

I been tired on the run, I’m ducking car lights
Send the reaper for my soul, but I won’t go out fair
Used to all the struggles in my home life
Bullet holes in my clothes, all I’ve knowns repairs
Cold up in the summers huntin’ food
My skeleton turned to stone, now the bones impaired
Crawling out the gutter in the moonlight
Yeah Ill bleed in the cold, leave me lone out there
Fallen cobwebs, holes up in the ceiling
Toxic rotten walls, I found em peeling
Lost, forgotten, frozen, left and weakened
Broke a all I’ve know, and I can feel it
Bleeding, bleeding slow
Bleeding, bleeding slow
I’m 
Bleeding, bleeding slow
Bleeding, bleeding slow
Im

Ohhh ohhh ohhh
I’m hollow
Ohhh ohhh ohhh
I’m hollow
Ohhh ohhh ohhh
I’m hollow 
Ohhh ohhh ohhh
I’m hollow

COFFINYARD

LOCATION

Put You On.

Earn My Last Name

Warzone

Beat prod by: @sorrow_bringer
Cover art by me
Thank you all for listening!
Shoutout @grey_official helping!

[Lyrics]
Pacing through the city, gritty nothing pretty
Cigarette lit I spit on the concrete
Living with no pity, walking shoes that fit me
Cigarette ash spend cash on the bar street

Alcohol up in my system and I'm far away from home
Chilling with the homies in the city, drinking as we roam
Alienated misfit from the north, feeling wrong
I can never shake that feeling that I don't belong
Right here, right there
No matter where the place be
Never been a minute that I ever really felt like me
Way past midnight, lights everywhere they shine so bright all I can see
Pain and torture, dark outside, but still it be fucking high degrees

Pacing through the city, gritty nothing pretty
Cigarette lit I spit on the concrete
Living with no pity, walking shoes that fit me
Cigarette ash spend cash on the bar street

Day to turn night and the streets come alive
Walking through the sea of people hoping I survive
Cause you know I never sleep good I'm always deprived
Hotell 1944 like liberation arrived

Pacing through the city, gritty nothing pretty
Cigarette lit I spit on the concrete
Living with no pity, walking shoes that fit me
Cigarette ash spend cash on the bar street

EindhovenDowntown (Prod. Sorrow Bringer)

Lyrics:

bumboi:
Down from the south to the north we some playas

Down down from the south to the north we some playas



Call up yung chop he might pop 
he gon spray sum 
Let that boy talk he a mop 
He might say sum 
Only time she call when she want 
me to lay some
Straight from the south to tha north we gon
Bake em 

Brodie said he want all the muhfuckin smoke yea 

Why he talkin sick better go n wipe his nose yea 

Say he got a cold we gon hang em like a coat
Then

Throw em in the sticks let him find his way home 
Yea


Uh 
he aint about it 
He be steady pillow talkin boy ikno he rattin
Grimey as them bugs that be stuck up in his mattress
Why he plottin on the bum boy u kno that gon end tragic

Aye yo money short just like it todo
Pull up to yo scene finna shoot it like a photo 

I aint never been the one to play tho
let the lemon squeeze
We gon fold em like some playdoh

Uh uh uh 
Uh uh uh uh uh 


T-Choppa:
 tell me why you looking neckless
Big chop pop mop hella reckless
Mofucker life I’m dip where the exit
If you wanna problem wit me den come press
the way you keep my dick up in yo mouth impressive 
anything thing we drop make the ops uneasy
Ima keep g gotta keep hair greezy
I’m hella fucking mad ayo bum pass bleezy 
Hot box shit like we kicking tip 
U don’t fucking we den you can suck a pp
I’m da beetle juice in cope moving creepy
Im horn dog mama best not tease me
Ima get these bands yeah my hands look cheesy
Pull up bow bow wow do a motherfucker greezy

BAGITARIUS - bumboi x t choppa (prod.bumboi)

Spider2aFly (prod. by realdelone)

ELEVEN ANGELS
THEY WANT ME TURNIN GREY MAMA
SENDIN THREATS UP TO MY BROTHER OUT THE STAIRS LIKE WASSUP 
I KEPT ON FUCKIN WITH DEVIL IMA SAY WHAT I WANT
I TOLD EM GIMME WHAT YOU GOT ILL LET YOU BOIL IN BLOOD

IM IN TO ROTTEN NAGASAKI BOMBIN ROCKIN WITH ABOMINATIONS
HOLLA OFF OF THAT VODKA WITH A REDBULL
IM ELATED 
BITE DOWN LIL MAMA I COULD SHOW YOU WHAT YOU MISSIN 
DROP YO BLOOD DOWN ON A SIGIL WHILE I RECITE INCANTATIONS

TAKE A LOT I TAKE IT OFTEN AINT NO TELLIN WHERE IM AT
THATS AN AWFUL LOT OF PROBLEMS KEEP MY HEART EMOJI BLACK
I DONE TOLD YOU BOUT MY POSTURE KEEP IT STEPPIN WITH SOME CLASS
BEEN A HEATHEN SINCE FOREVER NOW I CHARTER ALL OF MY FACTS

DEVASTATION
LET THE FLAME FLICKER TO THE BEST SELLER 
BREAK LETTERS 
AINT NO HELEN KELLER I SPIT ANY WEATHER
SICK FELLA
I CAN DO IT BETTER WATCH EM GETTIN FED UP
WAKIN UP WITH A FEVER SMOKIN UP DUST OF ANY COLOR

NONE AMONG US
I THINK YOU PUSHED THE NUMBERS ENOUGH
LET IT GO I KNOW YOU TRIPPIN OUT THE CANON YOU CUT
THE STATS CALL IT 
IM WAY BEYOND THE BEST THAT YOU GOT
AND ILL BE RIGHT HERE WHEN YOU FALL OFF ALL THE WAY FROM THE TOP

BLACK FUNGUS IN MY LIVER HOPE YOU AINT AFRAID TO ROT
PUT ME IN AN INSTITUTION BUT I STILL BEEN HAVING THOUGHTS
SICK MEDULA OBLONGATA FILL MY BODY UP WITH WOP
OFF THAT FETTI GETTIN PETTY ACCUSTOMED TO THROWIN SHOTS

BLOODY HANDS MY PALMS HAD BEEN GRIPPIN DOPE
BETTER PUSH UP ON A STANCE 
GOD KNOCKIN AT THE DOOR
I BEEN LOOKIN FOR THE LANCE 
BASILICA NEVER KNOWN
BOY YOUR VISION MUST BE FADED TO THINK THAT THEY SAVIN SOULS

FROM THE BACK OF MY BLADE 
TO THE DOPE I SMOKE
TAKE MY GRACE
FROM THE SINS I SEW
THIS ANA AINT A PHASE
WITH THE SON OF SAM TONE
I BEEN CHALKING OUT YOUR PRAISE 
CHECK YOUR HALO AT THE DOOR

HEATHEN (prod. ARAGOTH)

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