Cars

lu tame

lyrics: 
piss bowl in the corner
sinkhole is ya daughter
them dogs fucked me up like I'm a lamb to the slaughter
sick with raps like a disorder
got my lifeless in order
hold me down by order
manic as if you was stealing shit from hoarders
im over it

hope your days get worse
every time we speak feels like shit was rehearsed
im no better, all I am is hurt
all the room and no room
feed me with plastic produce 
screaming till my head pops all caps and all DOOM

Am I living an illusion x2

Asked a native of the land to push me in the wrong direction 
abused and bruised
pound for pound 
bodily stew perfected 
but there's something missing I don't know why we can't get connected
I can't stop the havoc
too weak for the advances 
just laugh and point at the answer
everyone funny as shit when I feel fucking frantic
niggas shoot up the disco to cause some panic
the dark sludge in my mind my words feel small to your antics

am I living an illusion x2

illusion in a dream state
weight of the world bleak fade
my soul alive cremate 
industry niggas premade 
snitching when you see a case
every time I delay 
a nigga lose his free reign 
brain blowing grenade x2

illlusion

Eight Spiritual Answers (ESP)

Blankie (feat. aasev)

song 3 from an unreleased album
recorded in 2020 

lyrics:
have i seen
the weirdest things
of people dancing
holding hands
of people laughing
choking heads
ha ha ha

observing

true to life, but real as fiction
i fix my eyes to the sky
and watch as it all unwinds

wandering soul without conviction
idly standing by 
as your hopes and your dreams unwind

all your conclusions raised more questions
your charm might wither with time 
on your commute to your 9 to 5

are you content with this existence? 
the void grows deeper inside 
while you sit back and feel yourself unwind.

Unwind

saw u yesterday

hunter

Getting Sick

Spring Summer Fucked (not)

dirty Monday
im coming Sunday 
you are the patient
you need the apron
I wanna hold the bread
and im not here instead
you
dirty Monday
you aren't coming Sunday 
we will park together
undistorted weather
but im just a baby
we are just a baby
you are now or maybe just a baby

dirty Monday

the city is an amplifier 
for those sensitive to its sound
remembering everything

Eight Spiritual Answers (ESP)

derit

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