a Tale of Agony & Acceptance written over the last 5 months & crafted over the last 3

all vox. sakaree
all prod. desolate lands
mix & master. desolate lands
art. Ruination

special thank u to kip, huey, jackal & amil for the contributions on guest vocals

thank u Dearly for listening

[trackListing;;]

Act I: Hatred
1. teary Eyed Soul [prod. desolate lands]
2. summoning Circle [prod. desolate lands]
3. hefty Sum [prod. desolate lands]
4. Nazgul [prod. desolate lands]
5. smoke, Smoke Again (feat. Kip C & HueyT KnewSumn) [prod. desolate lands]
6. by the Nines [prod. desolate lands]

Act II: Spite
7. Rizla (feat. Kip C) [prod. desolate lands]
8. can't count the Times [prod. desolate lands]
9. macho man [prod. desolate lands]
10. master of the Craft [prod. desolate lands]
11. 1 [prod. desolate lands]
12. you Are (feat. jackaltheblackal) [prod. desolate lands]

Act III: Agony
13. cats Eyes [prod. desolate lands]
14. b there (when Everyone Else is Gone) [prod. desolate lands]
15. u can b (w 1 u Don't love) (feat. Kip C) [prod. desolate lands]
16. Witch in the West [prod. desolate lands]
17. I'm Banned in all 50 States (feat. Amil Berlin) [prod. desolate lands]
18. return2Sender [prod. desolate lands]

ancient Magic Muzick

prod. desolate lands
vox. sakaree
guest vox. amil berlin

lyrics;;
[sakaree]
every second spent awake feels like i'm asleep
lately i ain't been gettin a peep, i ran outta sheep
the dark shadows on my eyes scarred so deep
i can't see nothin but the sheets as my eyes weep
the path to victory is steep n travel aint cheap
doubled back about 100 times on sore bloody feet
i sow what i reap, karma got collectors fee
5 days back on home turf n i already jeet
i'm always wit the fleet, so u better lace ya cleats
had to get myself up out the kitchen, couldn't take the heat
she tried to cheat, what a treat, marriage so peak
gave u all my love n watched u toss it out into the creek
my bloody wounds leak, lick em as i feel defeat
shock n awe, flesh is bloody raw, i can't even speak
the crows flyin round my corpse, know they tryna eat
i ain't nothin to em but a bag of bones n red meat

im banned in all 50 states, i let out a shriek
country couldn't handle real wizards roamin round the street
the withdrawals had me tweaked, couldn't eat for weeks
panic, i was manic, didn't give me time to plan it
sent me packing cross the planet swear to god i couldn't breathe
felt the demons creep, had to learn to bob n weave
i stared death in the flesh, felt the scythe cleave
treat me like a dickhead and it's war, can't turn a cheek
i dunno what i seek, tryna find a sense of peace
sneakin past the guilt of the company i used to keep
i can't believe i let u treat me like i'm so weak
love really blinds u when u wearin hearts on the sleeve
i was seein red, anger in my blood stream
now im seein green, fuck a wife i'm married 2 the cream
i see it clearly like im turning on the high beams
u sold me a dream then u took it from me like a thieve

[amil berlin]
please don’t hand them the torch still-
known to keep his dribble 
gotta handle when the heat hot 
get to livin quick-fast
came to a complete stop
tell me if thats really all you want 
all i wanna hear 
i ain’t made no wishes 
make my mission clear
why i found my purpose to be higher than them digits was-
that’s why i ain’t do a thang ‘cept for look above-
watch the rain turn to pour
we would trudge a flood,
get your rhythm right
death be at your front door 
covering the peephole 
we should live to be old-
i might drop the substance 
i might go cold 
it get hard to break outta some shit printed in the mold

please don’t fall for the head fake 
one day you gon let go all that dead weight
please don’t fall for the head fake 
one day you gon let go all that dead weight

i'm Banned in all 50 States (feat. Amil Berlin)

prod. desolate lands
vox. sakaree

lyrics;;
i hope ur sick to ur stomach like swine flu
im up times 6 million, its time i dined too
real wizard, think its time to remind you
ancient magic Muzick & its riddled with divine runes
i sit in silence, steady spamming up the fine tune
do it so good they gotta sit there n rewind thru
the sonics sound like there's sumn stood behind you
sending shivers shootin up ya back til the spine loose
she did me so dirty, had me tryna find noose
hearin screams of sheer bloody horror as my mind ooze
bad bitch on line 1, bank on line 2
sittin in the dark, praying gods light shines thru
i leave a beat 6 deep, they gotta find clues
boarded up the windows but my demons still climb through
im gettin king charles, u man gotta shine shoes
sonning so many shit rappers, gotta tie tubes


you little cunt, i got the game in a stun lock
used to get high, big smiles til the fun stopped
ur chattin shit from the screen, funds numlocked
sour ways behind a sweet face like a kumquat
i cast spells on my foes, never gun cocked
watched the bitch build a glass house then she flung rocks
i dunno where to call home, been spun blocks
kicked out of every place i go, been shunned lots
hop scotch to the money like it's birthright
steady makin waves whilst these man steady surf tides
extend my arm out and see perched flies
big necromancer, cast shadows as i lurk skies
my ego thru the roof, yea i need first prize
walk into a room, cast doom n i murk guys
we both know the truth, it's no use to spurt lies
i'm hitting back to back home runs on my worst try

summoning Circle

prod. desolate lands
vox. sakaree

lyrics;;
the worst dreams are the ones where i fall in love
push came to shove, tripped, spirit caged like a dove
i set it free over melodys n coarse drums
of course im hurting, pain stuck to the shoes like gum
that'd b like 4 fingers no thumbs
or maybe brum without the accent
accidentally scarred my lungs
accidentally won, spun round the block twice
everything is destined but i stay steady rollin dice
i gotta get it how i get it, ain't no room for mice
set the traps on the rats, they spun me round the block thrice
paid the price; its a hefty sum
the low hum of glum runnin thru the trees like forest gump
im in a slump, road bumps wit a side of strife
sittin on me heavy, steady contemplate into the night
what a sight, it leaves me scratching heads like lice
didn't even wanna rap, now im lapping em and i do it nice

five toes in, other five are scared for their life
keep the crumbs, i'm a breadwinner, need the prize
it's not a stye in my eyes, its crystal clear skies
still i felt the storm had to duck n hide
hooded up i'm lookin like darth sidious
i summon lightning out the fingertips, and it shines bright
im big brawn n might, gimme any lip and its clips 
me and pain tight, movin like jermaine n mike
i leave em wit a fright, big wizard
shifting colours on em like a lizard, slit tongue n stifled cries 
the taste was sweet, but the details were full of flies
none the wise, signed my life away to devils in disguise
desolation bankroll the moneys never shy
try to match the moves, i'm makin bread and it ain't rye
im on my knees askin god why
he says he gives the toughest lessons to the strongest soldiers front lines

hefty Sum

prod. desolate lands
vox. sakaree
guest vox. kip c

lyrics;;
[sakaree]
10 years of music down the drain
every article of clothing that i own i'll never see again
i got nothin to my name
its hard to cope, miss spamming smoke to try n hide the pain
i was maimed, i was high as kites for 2 years straight !!!
brain fried, it was a tough pill to take
had me sleepin on the airport floor for 3 days
i swear this isn't what i pictured when i'd think about my fate
wait
im movin on without a trace
now im seein all the pain that i endured out in the states
how'd it go from cute dates to slamming doors in my face
i gave u everything i had, you ran to me at the gates
first time meeting, feelin your embrace
in the car to ur place, my heart raced
soul shattered, im in tatters but im goin out wit grace
nothin matters to you, nothin in ur heart but the hate

i can't ever let them in again
now i see it clear lens like spin again 
oops i win again, oops i win again
had to throw a hoe in bin again, u coulda been a friend
took my confidence but jokes on u, im him again
i get anxious, need to blow a bag, aint finna spend
anything to grin again
i eat a hoe until she on the ropes, dat there is dinner dem
if it's shaky then im finna blem 
memory is comin back, i wonder how long till i fold again
takes hold again, body shaking cold again
only way i know of gettin back on emboldenment


[kip c]
short days, long trips
1 star up in the sky i nearly lost it
i tell my baby that i gotta slip out
the problem is i want it
i jus haven't got the guts 2 stick around
i lit a candle, watched it whittle down
slick as a whistle, windbreaker on me now
wind finna take me down
i kno the city clips ya wings
i kno the scene so well
it's still imprinted in my lids
u love 2 reminisce 
cold hugs until i shiver 2 ur warmth
please lift me out this pit

wish u told me what was wrong
it left me only jus 2 guess
i kno this road well, im never foldin like these creps
the coat tails they held on are gettin left
molars shakin, put the ember to the blem
n blow it 2 the heavens
i kno ur not in my city too long
I been there, it's a mess
but trust me there's sumn there

u can b (w 1 u Don't love) [feat. kip c]

prod. desolate lands
vox. sakaree

lyrics;;
i'm pouring up the mana pot and i can't stop
spells on top of spells, scorching villages n all the crops
ever since i cleansed the rot, writing tip top
been thru hell n back, caught a tan, the flames burnt hot
the devil got me red dot, steady takin shots
3 days in vegas, all i heard was whirring of the slots
the money comin in a flock, herd it to the plot
the beat knockin man off their socks, can't believe the chops
real wizard, u can see it in the long locks
everything i drop is top notch, never seen a flop
it's bout time i slaughtered sheep, seen it on the watch
wolfing down loops til my belly full n buttons pop
kick rocks, u man are wet, gotta grab the mop
plop my legs up on the desk n kweff til my blood clots
the battery is fully charged, n it's high watts
leave em lookin like a mad scientist, great scott

by the nines i'm geeked up like young sheld
bout to start infecting tracklists like dave chapelle
me and lands victory lappin thru the streets of hell
demons come in troves, big applause as they bangin bells
pennies flooded up the wishin well
i would say i wish her well but in truth im prayin that she dwells
i been livin swell, shootin out the flames fel
makin money off the keyboard and i dont got a dell
time will tell, by the nines im geeked, lookin pale
shot me in the foot like a crook, now im movin frail
cast a spell, fingers lookin like im reading braille
paint a wicked picture in my art, tell a wicked tale
the rain poured then it turned to hail
the agony rang thru my eardrum, chalkboard n nail
i was slackin for a minute, had to drop a grail
waitin steady on divorce letters comin thru the mail

by the Nines

prod. desolate lands
vox. sakaree

lyrics;;
when u start regretting shit say nada
this rhythm in my bones n my code like java
i make these man pay for beats off the klarna
unless u family then it's free, ohana
get back wit that witch, man i'd rather
triple backflip into molten hot lava
i do tricks on a loop like palmer
eat another one, snatch hearts like dahmer
im sellin coke out my house like a farmer
skiin over mp3s like klammer
im screamin please free gaza
say it wit my chest, death to a child starver
im bout to blow, osama
big weaponry in the barracks, obama
im a charmer, tree trunk carver
gotta make em gimme ID like starmer

the pain hit u like mike tys 
june one four, that truly was a fright night
took my last ever dab n blew bright white
i was up in the sky about kite height
now i see it crystal eyes, got the right sights
i make em eat their words, give em all a light bite
almost had me on the ropes, was a tight fight
but i overcome it all, i always show quite might
she said i dunno how to act, i was quite polite
dropping weight, world in my palm, i feel like im mike
u man are eating off the hooks, moving like pyke
ticking timebomb, bout to blow, i ain't planting spikes
i get big fuckin checks, i feel like im nike
pedal to the medal, full speed, u man are taking hikes
scribble black magic spells, then i go recite
slay dragons real life shit, i don't need a smite

macho man

prod. desolate lands
vox. sakaree

lyrics;;
i see you're back to black, stomach caves hold the bats
i got 9 lives n 8 of em spent on women hellbent
that therapist u chat to couldn't help the guilt u lack
the wounds i stack are deep, ain't a simple cat scratch
i wake up 3am short of breath n panic
always on attack, chip in my defences, see em showing cracks
the mental turns to maze when i ain't smacked
feet cramping crazy tip toeing over all the thumbtacks
the eggshells snap, another screaming match
i got real trauma from the way u handle love
rough, there ain't no goin back
i travelled halfway cross the map for your warm tender mending til i saw the facts
ur rotten to the core, how could you give up so fast
im wondering if it was ever real or jus a quick laugh
the math ain't mathing, had me pathing back to mums gaff
sinister, spinnin webs of lies, a master of the craft

i sit in solitude n watch the incense wilt
smell of solace heavy in the air, my world on tilt
its couple people that i wish i aint misplace
the memories stitched on the mental like old quilts
at the end of the day it's all spilt milk
ego thru the roof, sittin shaky on the thin stilts
dragons head in my hand, sword in the hilt
arse on the throne overlooking everything i've built
its criss cross in my heart like patterns on a kilt
true colours show, peeped it all when u tried to jilt
juxtaposed sentience, true negligence
show some reverence, fix up n swallow all ur guilt
the midi sit against my fingertips smooth as silk
sugar won't help w the taste when the drink distilled
the lump in my throat hefty, it's a tough pill
wallow in my envy, plenty fish but it's all krill

i need a big catch to fill the space up in my bill
gall of it all, i'm sellin gas like hank hill
sank right into pits of my blight
sittin in the sights of the devil, hear he's goin for the kill
i push thru it non stop, unbroken will
unspoken, but i still heard it all n felt the chill
i still got the memories on the mental piece
quotes on the walls n deep trauma on the windowsill
im drowning in a sea of doubt n i aint got a gill
back on home turf, feet first, big shoes to fill
a wolf in sheep's wool, warmer than the sun, 
words drill thru the drum, every sentiment u said was shrill
me and my demons steady spar, up 3 nil
do it till im dead, limbs severed but im standing still
you tried to hit me wit the finisher, but i reversed it
real wizard, pen my verses cursive, feather n a quill

master of the Craft

prod. desolate lands
vox. sakaree
guest vox. jackaltheblackal

lyrics;;
[jackaltheblackal]
let you chase for what i once wished for 
Jaco hurried the weather, spit scattered 
“pack it up”? whom was spoken of - scrutinised
first catch, blank canvas
more the geese gravitate towards a goose game
turn back dilapidated, for the loose race
the whole droopy face
my blues raise my ears higher, a bass player
stoic, stalling worse - regression’s becoming the worst type of trying poet
proposed the prose up for the rendezvous, copied who’s
demiurge’s demiurge cringing - sewed once the god saluted
plenty heard, send me her grins, boss would only convolute
the petty words, trialling tricks application
less shit for whichever job suited for a broke student,
“an unpaid internship, plus a graveyard shift, does that bother you?”
mob shooting a deadpan delivery
everybody’s a dunce in their eyes; ride on time, to the door through summer
silent screamer, muffling through the canals, but the voice more purposeful
much stronger, cuts through the ties, against the cabal - i wasn’t merciful

[sakaree]
i'm steppin out the bank head to toe in ricky owen
the only way i get the money flowins in a poem
my ego growing ever since i started hoeing
plenty women beggin for the dick but i keep em blowing
it's big wizard, all knowing, best believe im glowing
the vault stacked, facts, plenty heat that i been stowing
i used to hit the wax until im higher than a boeing
cut from a different cloth that god spent a decade sewing
i put my pussy in the beat, bitch im ten toeing
they tryna ride the wave turbulent, they steady rowing
im bruce lee, dodgin all the shots that they b throwing
one second darling, i got loops to kill, i'll be a moment
i thought shit was sweet til true colours started showing
snakes in the grass, hear em hiss and i get to mowing
summer sun, blinked twice n it started snowing
coat on, forward march into the storm, i keep on going

you Are (feat. jackaltheblackal)

prod. desolate lands
vox. sakaree

lyrics;;
i been on a fuckin run like forest gump
lapped em bout 500 times n their hearts sunk
the shit i puffed so loud, whole estate stunk
dorothy from down the alley swore i had a pet skunk
middle fingers on akimbo screamin fuck trump
climbing up the tower; king kong, til it go kerplunk
im hittin cross map tomahawk slam dunks
flexin on a loop, i got a guinness world record pump
if u tried the shit i'm on you'd guaranteed flunk
standing rambo in the crossfire lettin mags dump
sonning dogshit rappers, take the bottom bunk
scared to put a single song out, u man are fuckin chumps
i drop big heavy hitters that'll leave em slumped
hittin home runs on repeat, u man are hittin bunts
the bars flyin over heads, got em lookin stumped
diggin thru the crates 24, always on the hunt

my ego blasting thru the roof, im a cocky cunt
someone had to fill the shoes of ye since his brain shrunk
this shit a wide open goal and i take a punt
big wizard, body of a buddha, im a fuckin hunk
come to terms with the fact ur litter of the runt
belittle foes, deliver riddles til they feel the fuckin funk
i was on the sunny path n hit the roadbumps
sleepin sound in slumber, honk shoo til i heard the thump
bruised n battered from the pain, do my own stunts
shit hit me deep in the core, i can't even front
had me peter griffin, on the floor spamming grunts
do it for the chicken, big bank account sittin plump
im always wit the dogs, u could call me charles muntz
me and lands trained on a mountain like old monks
the beat got em screw face, got em lookin grump
one punch, man are hollowed out like a tree trunk

can't count the Times

prod. desolate lands
vox. sakaree

lyrics;;
click my fingers n the imps burn a man alive
watch the life flutter out my body, fear in my eyes
lift my fingers, say a spell whilst my tears fly
big ruination, livin in creations of my blight
everything was sunny til she made me pack light
blowing out smoke and it's heavy as a black eye
i do it jus to cope, jus to flash smiles
past got a hold of me, i see it on the bath tiles
i thought about ending it last night
but i think that's what she wants, im stayin jus to cast spite
everytime my joy returns; chastised
put back into place, demons born anew n baptised
im on the main roads swerving over cats eyes
heard u got a new one, steady sending prayers for that guy
im on my knees hands clasped, ask why
everytime im pulled out the waters, boats capsize


i thought that marriages meant to last a life time
question everything n i ain't got a life line
stabbed me in the back ur bringin up the knife crime
trauma stackin on the trauma, blockin up the pipeline
it's been a donkey since i seen a light shine
used to sleep thru the day n smoke thru the night time
it all turned sour like i bite limes
eatin at me, can't process shit til i write rhymes
divorce wasn't ever in my sightlines
kick myself black n blue for ever turnin blind eyes
ur movin mad, i think ur on the white lines
demons got the bibs tucked thinkin that they might dine
diggin deep inside scared i might find
trauma buried 6 feet deep under site shrines
coughed up a lung i sounded like i like mines
everything was fucked since the trip, not the nice kind

cats Eyes [act iii: Agony]

prod. desolate lands
vox. sakaree

lyrics;;
you said you'd always be there, fiddle wit my hair
i told u trauma only god knows n stripped bare
i used to stare upon your skin fare
i know you still remember all the laughs we had when ur thoughts flare
i know you still remember british air
you always said it smelt of smoke, cracked jokes, came as a pair
hands clasped thru trafalgar square
the colours seeped thru my snow, heaven knows god heard my prayers
i know your past left you worse for wear
but to drop me so sudden gave me scares, heart took a tear
is this the same one i put a ring on
moved across the world, dropped everything for the love we shared
im left wondering if you ever cared
was i taken for a fool, fed lies or was it double dares
trust permanently damaged, lord i swear
only way i know of talking bout despair is over rims n snares

i felt the shiver thru my veins, it was cold as frost
slithered like a snake, you broke thru my walls like trost
trauma growing up the brickwork, like the moss
know i bounce back beautiful after every loss
could give a toss bout a broke bum taking shots
the only thing i know is Ws, im jonathan ross
can't name a single soul i ever double crossed
shot me in the foot, sworn loyalty comes at a cost 
desolation bankroll n im the big boss
beats got me gassed and i ain't talkin bout doin nos
i backpacked cross the world like i do the floss
gunslinging cross the galaxy, im movin like hoss
told me it was my fault, i let out a scoff
u came packed w so much baggage, i could fill the loft
i felt the kiss of death, plumped up n lips glossed
all praises most high, i finally feel a bed soft

b there (when Everyone Else is Gone)

prod. desolate lands
vox. sakaree
guest vox. kip c & huey t

lyrics;;
[sakaree]
i used to wake up, smoke, smoke again, 
make music, smoke til i choke again, beat cheeks, smoke, 
put on chief keef then i smoke again, buss a joke about how much i smoke, 
take a toke, blow smoke again
take a nap, cant dream cause i smoked again, 
wake up, rinse repeat, smoke til i croak again
make beats, soak the smokin in, 
hope that i pack the smoking in, always try then it ropes me in
i float again, smoke til my wounds opening, im broke again
wealthy in the health til i smoke again
i sit playin wit the devil, steady poking him
stay provoking him, gotta do it jus to cope again
big wizard and im focused in, smoke another loop n then i smoke again,
everything gravy and its coating them
the feature costs a pretty penny now im quoting them
tried to keep the peace til u stoked the pen

[kip c]
tote the pen cus it knows me best
rose gold lens on the specs
so they don't know my next move like a poker player
hit my blower for a heart to heart, it's open ended 
i know this trope well
still every time it hits i'm left overwhelmed 
stars glowing like gems in the lode
solar flare
don't avert your glare from the photosphere
low spirits come in droves like crows in the open air
coat of many colours, no broche on the lapel
i used to smoke til im dozy was my only way to cope then
but now i dropped the roach, couldn't see myself going there again
enclosed in a web that i wove myself
cornucopia how i put my heart on show for dem
you stopped digging, but it's opals there
clock ticking, lost minutes, tryna hold em dear

[HueyT KnewSumn]
i be knowing them like Pavlovian darg
heads to tail, they still Harvey dent
still here but i came and went like Yugoslavians
revolt like all I know is soviet
messy eating pigs, i won’t serve them serviettes
are you receiving cause we can’t connect 
like sitting next to bro like have you got it yet?
i’m a threat but i'm not a threat 
masked up like boba fett
imma need another set once i’ve done a set 
towel boys couldn’t get the sweat
salt waters; swam through the crocodile tears once again
i survived bc the first shall be last 
and the last shall be first 2 these many men
like wildebeest standin next to the sediment 
apathetic kept em round to watch the show before they up an left 
potential molotov, gave me dragon breath 
before the frontal lobe, they could never 
ain’t no other globe, bro ive gone an wept
the dreams are 777 seas
the salt water smelt
i set sail again
i hide a promise kept
at check points i come 2 waking up like i guess i slept
smoke signals in the hills i crept

smoke, Smoke again (feat. kip c & HueyT KnewSumn)

prod. desolate lands
vox. sakaree

lyrics;;
i fuck dat hoe so good she think dat im the [one]
chest a bomb, been a few months since i seen the sun
i carry metal on my mental and it weighs a ton
i hate when they get attached, im only here to have some fun
[one] thing about me, love to get my head spun
breadcrumbs, daily smoke about n ounce n then some
my last girl was movin like a nun, had to run
fuck a fake freak, the head better have me lookin stunned
fuck a beef, wave the flag, i already [won]
had to drop the weight, started lookin like big pun
count the charles wit my thumb, give it to my mum
tell her that i loved her when im hangin off a tree trunk
[one] bullet in the gun, still i leave em dumb
chewing up the trauma like gum, got me sayin yum
i never stumble on my words when talkin to the drums
thought that it was sweet until the core choked me like a plum
im at the top of the tower like 2000 [one]
or maybe king kong, keep a bad bitch on my arm
i stay calm til somebody try to do me harm
then it's full alarm, keep the weapon in my palm, armed
[one] thing about it, sittin steady in the glum
stopped smokin runtz, steady poured up a glass of rum
i been thru so much shit whole body numb
big music maker but you'll never catch me hittin strums

prod. desolate lands
vox. sakaree

lyrics;;
i'm spinning shit like i got a death wish
spittin so much that u thought i had a cleft lip
these man chat shit, i swear they look septic
back to black, agony was right where i left it
prepped it, im blockin whores like a leftist
big black bags under eyes i look decrepit
every ounce of hate i get i jus reflected
days spent sleepin on the floor i felt neglected
one listen n ur hooked like a meth hit
or right hooked like im danny g outta smethwick
i dont write hooks i rap til im breathless
so much hatred in my heart, always restless
only real wizards get up on the guest list
i transmute the iron into bullets from my left fist
fresh off divorce i'm movin on my bestest
i promise i ain't one to mess with
test it i'll leave u broken like a glow stick
flow sick, stand the test of time like covid
days spent in the airport wit no trip
nobody checked up on me but my bros did
and my hoes did, the roster like united back in 06
wayne rooney, hit em wit the goal kick
all my goals hit n still felt the kiss of death
i sold my soul to a witch livin in the west
ever since i touched soil i been gettin it
the devil wants to get the better of me i ain't lettin it
the sweet sour smell of haze im forgetting it
summon dark devilish loops n get to wettin it
all the pettiness u throw, i'm quick steppin it
first place in the race, i swear u best bet on it
biggest catch in the lake n now they nettin it
everytime they get too close i get to jettin it

Witch in the West

prod. desolate lands
vox. sakaree

lyrics;;
sometimes the good dreams hit the heart
marksman, a version of you that i don't remember
dark days ahead, i lost the spark
i blinked twice n summer sun washes thru december
breathed nothin but the leaf, high as stars
every single limb across my body been dismembered
one foot stuck up in the tar
i flood an ocean w my tears, u was a pretender 
2 years spent in the jar
i didn't eat for 3 weeks, i been lookin slender
wit my demons in the ring and we steady spar
the money never sits still, im a big spender
i did a 180 like it's darts
big wins now u movin like ur on a bender
spoke words that were sweet n tart
u promised everything, the mask still felt tender
im on the pavement tryna do some harm
i swear to god you do me wrong n i'm a life ender

until then im always movin calm
i hit the ball back of the net like im j hender
all the wounds i carry left me scarred
i'm dueling death in the flesh, im a good fencer
back to basics, live amongst the farms
a stark contrast, never known nothin tenser 
it's big wizard best be alarmed
i never hold back, got em playin a defender
i'm bout to blow, trust the bomb is armed
i leave em wit a bloody face like they lipsed the blender
i felt the weight of it in my palms
burnt the spliff down to ash, died amidst the embers
i get it all with a bit of charm
reflect everything, return to sender
reflect everything, return to sender

return to sender, return to sender, return,
return to sender, return, return
tear me limb from limb, on a whim u hit the centre, 
return to sender, return to sender, re
return to sender, return to sender, return,
return to sender, return, return
i reflect it all, karma always treat me splendour
return to sender, return to sender

return2Sender

prod. desolate lands
vox. sakaree

lyrics;;
i'm like lone knights in fields of grass
blood dripping down my hounskull, the hate got a heavy mass
bounce back, jack rabbit, snatched out a hat
started craftin raps on the tracks once i found the knack
plenty spells that i learnt 2 cast
mana flasks, black magic in the stash, leave em turned 2 ash
met the witch n made a pact, then it backtracked
thought i found the last lass i'd smash, took the last laugh
im dashin from the past fast, lookin like the flash
slammin on the pedal til i crash, racin to the cash
i can't lie i'd kill a chap for a sack of hash
tryna stay strapped thru the wrath, hear the heavens clash
do the maths, im setting sail n it's full mast
money counter whirrin in my naps, i get fat racks
got smacked til i hacked, phlegm hit the mat
bleeding from the core like sap, seepin thru the cracks


feel my gaze, i'm a slave to my wicked ways
blood mage, hate ringin thru my heart n ribcage
real wizard, necronomicon n feathered staves
kicked to the pave, fill the page til i get paid
u almost had me on the ropes, was a close shave
put my black bitter broken brain in a thick haze
memories fade, agony comes in waves
crashing out crazy puttin demons on the centre stage
i ain't smoked in a hundred days
im off my rocker, short temper, feel the rage like a 12-gauge
im bout to blow like hand grenades
pulled the pin, tossed it into my defences and it left me maimed
i swear i don't like people, i feel like im bladee
big ruination, and i leave em screamin in the flames
make a bitch do my bidding like it's simon says
standin at the gates, corpse raised, ready 4 the raid

teary Eyed Soul [act i: Hatred]

prod. desolate lands
vox. sakaree

lyrics;;
i'm on a quest to take that ring back like the nazgul
you dirty fuckin cunt, you tried 2 play me for a rascal
im limping thru the streets of hell; legs mangled
the little fairy tale u sells got all the details tangled
im settin fire to the flag star spangled
ban me from the country, im a bull u cant wrangle
im a don from every motherfuckin angle
the music been speakin for itself n it stands tall
u sucked the life out my heart, got a fang full
the second that my toes touched london, i was thankful
i get big fuckin checks, got a bank full
im sittin back legs on the desk livin tranquil
no longer do i gotta dodge the handfuls 
the way u handle real life shit had me strangled
held my heart on the fire, watched it dangle
n now ur movin like the good guy, shits a shambles


i'll say it twice, dirty cunt, u got it scrambled
i travelled cross the world for ya heart, took the gamble
to my art these man can't hold a candle
im spillin out blood on the page to the sample
got coin in the sack, hear it jangle
big ringwraith n the steed leave em trampled
the shit i'm keepin on the hush is a scandal
i tried my best to keep the peace like gandhi in the sandals
im bout to leave u in distress like a damsel
every fuckin lie that u told i dismantled
the path to victory is overgrown w bramble
i craft up the beat like im bangin on the anvil
all the stuff about ur ex that u rambled
im thinkin it was u who had it weak at the ankle
i'll leave it sealed with details substantial
called chatgpt daddy more than i could handle

Nazgul

prod. desolate lands
vox. sakaree
guest vox. kip c

lyrics;;
[sakaree]
it's big wizard in ya area, nothin scarier
stay fuckin up the game n i ain't sharin her
every hoe that ever lost me start pairin up
whisper white lies, fake dirt, 2 try bury ya
memories make me sick like malaria
all the years wasted, every time i took care of ya
next one i find gotta move merrier
shit u put me thru left me scarred, made me wearier
im big dog wit the bark, u a terrier
got em in a mean leg lock, rick flairin ya
im doin u a justice, luv im sparin ya
shit i'm sittin on is dirty work, it gets hairier
shootin stars, made a wish, now they flarin up
vault hold gold, time 2 drop, now im rarin up
24 laps, whole track tearin up
hope my brother smile down on me when im starin up

[kip c]
trust ..
staring up at stars like we there soon enough
marksman on my back play my part too tough
that shit you bark never startled us 
calm before the flood
spark the ember 
remember when she said her heart was weathered 
should’ve said something but i kept it shut
aw man...
these steppers put in miles 
sketches of flamenco
she kept a pack of rizla in her trench coat
just knowing i’d forget mine
had to peddle home in the rain
their style all the same cus they rip it off some next guy
its catted
huey told me its your chapter
more power to you man we tapped in
you're part of it too
& what's mad is
i've been in my bag since
full send she back it up on me like traffic
head full swivel man I had to catch a last glimpse

[sakaree]
i need a rizla, i ain't talkin bout the fat kid
gave her everything i had n lost it in a fast blip
the boy in airports corner, im like raskit
bumps in the road was a mazza, popped a gasket
nothing ever humbled me like my past did
nothin to my name, i was prepped for the last hit
i set sail back home, full mast it
did it all without a father figure like a bastard
couldn't eat for 3 weeks, swear i fasted
withdrawal had me movin scratchy like the cat did
had to grind for my rank, swear i grafted
bout to drop my 17th album, self crafted
my whole life been a test, still passed it
had to do bare calculations, swear i mathed it
outlasted, runnin up the rafters
demons sittin front row standup, hear the laughters

[kip c]
& pree the raptures
adidas track pants stripes lined with the stan smiths
you gave me what credence couldn't til I found it within
said i will take the couch, you said there's room in here
mitts clasping the blueprints
they all spoof 
way i'm sliding on these loops 
you couldn't paint a truer pic
and true say there’s nothing near it
put the cig up to my lip & watched the city dance 
be quick to take a snapshot, it's missing in a flash
since a little one, i grimaced through the madness
didn’t run, won't stop me in my tracks 
i know who's got me and you're not the one for that
the clock was never wrong, i was looking at it blankly
blanket of ice on the road, made it home to a blank screen
the first in and the last to leave
bless me later 
the whole team had the dream

Rizla (feat. kip c) [act ii: Spite]

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