puRRpLE 2012

(idea 225)

yEiN

[chorus]
THIS BLUE SHIT IN MY MIND/
Black hole inner self we find/
Go to sleep wake up waste time/
When I look in the mirror I’m yein/

Looking in the mirror  DONT WORRY/
Blue mask I DONT FEAR IT CANT HURT ME/
THEY CANT HURT ME/
UNTIL IT BURNT ME/
My VISION BLURRY/
IM imPERFECT/

ITS ALL IN MY HEAD/
IM GOING CRAZY/
AND CONTROL you/
So OBEY ME/
Obey me 
Obey me 
Obey me 
Obey me 

iN a PiNKtoWn but I’m feeling so blue/
MAKE SMALL EVERYTHING WEVE BE THROUGH/
So WHAT DO I DO/
So WHAT DO I DO/
So what do I dooooooo/

GREAT/
NOW Ill COVER MY FACE/
AND MY MOOD IT ROTATES/
AND EVERYONE THAT I HATE/
ITS JUST ONE OF THOSE DAYS/
I CAN MYSELF BREAK/
EVERYONE IS SO FAKE/
It’s just one of those days/

It’s just one of those days/


In that hole/
Is where you’ll go/
You’re consumed/
U mUST HATE ME/
In my control/
So obey me/
Cause if u don’t/
You’ll go crazy/

[chorus]
THIS BLUE SHIT IN MY MIND/
Black hole inner self we find/
Go to sleep wake up waste time/
When I look in the mirror I’m yein/

yEiN

ROTMAXXING #SCHIZOMIX

wOLLEy(iNtERLudE)

Oh Lordy, hot day on the block, ain't it?

Lord please let me get off the auction block
Lord please let me get off the auction block Lord please let me get off the auction block
Lord please let me
 Lord please let me

White Jesus ain't gon' save your black ass nigger!

I wanted to shine so bad till I realized best looking niggas get sold
I don't see the fun in playing games where you the only one that's getting controlled
Them white boys not on the block with me, that's just a story that's sold
To any nigga dumb enough to buy in, why would the truth be sold

I choose to keep my soul
I don't got no agenda to sell, just tunes
Facing a graveyard shift til I’m in a tomb 
No cracka man won’t do what ya say
Guess you're gonna have to cut my wage

Get you a white boy who’ll do the same
Acts like a nigga with a bling and chains 
I’ll bet he’ll put his name on that slavery page
Who needs a black soul if you can recreate?

I wanna get off the auction block, but I'm not gon' preach black genocide 
I wanna get off the auction block, but I'm not gon' preach black genocide 
I wanna get off the auction block, but I'm not gon' preach black genocide 

Your attempts are futile, cause a million other niggers will.

Lord please let me get off the auction block
Lord please let me get off the auction block Lord please let me get off the auction block
Lord please let me
Lord please let me

Lord please let me get off the auction block
Lord please let me get off the auction block Lord please let me get off the auction block
Lord please let me
 Lord plea-

Auction Block (prod. CLOROXCIDE)

og song
https://soundcloud.com/contorted-songs/i-feel-fine?in=contorted-songs/sets/the-morbid-agonizing-death-of-music

contortion - I FEEL FINE (MOTHMAN REMIX)

yung warlrd n the famous cryp

w/ @user-488157589-542450363

HIGH RANK (FT. BLUEFACE) [PROD. DJ FLIPPP]

doNttaLK2thehelp:)

Lyrics:

[That is #TOTALLYFUCKED]

[Piece of shit]

FACE IN THE INDUCTION FURNACE
IMMA WATCH YOU MELT, BITCH
STRAIGHT THROUGH THE SURFACE
TELL ME HOW IT FELT, BITCH
OH WAIT, YOU CAN’T BECAUSE YOU JUST BURNT TO DEATH
IT’S TOO LATE TO SCREAM FOR HELP, WATCH YOU MELT, LIL BITCH

I got a death stare with a smile, while I watch you die
The stench of you is vile, while your body liquefies 
I killed this guy, his spirit flies, all over space
With the human eye, it’s in disguise
need thermal vision to -

SIGHT OUT THE ERASED
PIPE DOWN, IN A DAZE
FIGHTING THE URGE OF STARTING A PURGE
AND GET EARTH THROWN INTO DISARRAY

WITH THIS KILLA RAY
GUN
EVERYONES AFRAID
RUN
ON YOUR KNEES AND PRAY
YOU JUST GOT PLAYED BY A FAKE GOD

FACE IN THE INDUCTION FURNACE
IMMA WATCH YOU MELT, BITCH
STRAIGHT THROUGH THE SURFACE
TELL ME HOW IT FELT, BITCH
OH WAIT, YOU CAN’T BECAUSE YOU JUST BURNT TO DEATH
IT’S TOO LATE TO SCREAM FOR HELP, WATCH YOU MELT, LIL BITCH

I JUST MELT YOUR FACE

I just melted your face off
Body’s welted, I laugh at your corpse, bitch

I JUST MELT YOUR FACE

[LIFE SUCKS! AND THEN YOU DIE!]

SENTENCED 2 PAENGHYEONG [PROD. 24/7NAUSEOUS]

*Produced by ZPHINKTERR*

F A D E:
Saw it coming, None for loving, Your god has only left me nothing

Time is running, The body’s numbing, Nothing but a tumour for cutting

Am I the fear?, Among the peers, The beast to be caged for my years

You fucks are done, I think I’ve won, Approach me you get burnt like the sun

Random game occurrence make you question what you be, Put your world within a vault and then I’ll never set you free

I don’t give a fucking shit cause nothing matters when you’re me, mother fuckers lacking knowledge they be hunting for the key

Mind is on an axis, tornado rippin Kansas, I’m lost in wonderland shit got me feelin like I’m Alice, breaking down your palace, intention set to malice, I shake the fucking planets with the mic just like I’m Atlas

I’m lost within the ocean, I’m taken by the motions, overtake your world like Roman’s, while I burn the rubber like Trojans

In my world you waste the space, punch a hole right through your face, alter ego like Johnny Blaze, Relive your sins within my gaze bitch

ZPHINKTERR:
THAT FACE
U SEEN 
IT LOOKED
LIKE ME 
PEAKING 
BREATHING 
SEETHING 
MY TEETH 
MY CHEST 
YOUR BREATH 
ITS SYNCED 
YOUR DEATH 

YOUR HEAD 
COLLECT 
COLLECT 
COLLECT 

JEREMY SHICKAWABE 
STAINED RED 
YA BRAIN DEAD MOTHERFUCKIN IM HEATHEN 

MEMEBR WHEN I SAW HIM WAY BACK 
VCR DONT PLAY THAT 
VCR CANT SAY THAT 
VERY CANT REMEMBER
VERY A DISSENTER
BURIED IT BECAUSE I HATE THAT 
STARING AT THE MIRROR BREAK THAT

I DONT LIKE REALITY

PEAK MY STRESS 
SEE YOURE DEATH 
SYNCED YOUR CHEST 
HEAR MY

F A D E:
trauma in your head, trauma in your bed, trauma make you dead, trauma make it spread, trauma leaving red, trauma leaving dread, trauma making bread, trauma make you bled, trauma make you fled, trauma make you pled, trauma take your breath, trauma be a threat, trauma be your debt, trauma in your sweat, trauma where it lead, trauma what I said

You can never tell me where I can’t go, I’m in all black like a damn crow, you can’t touch me cause you too slow, and when the lights off see 1’s glow

I ain’t got much time to waste, your whole library copy paste, I’m only fuckin with anyone based, cause only they can get my taste, everything now is all erased, in my presence you leave distaste, just wanna see it all defaced, to see the trust it was misplaced

Trauma

Jeremy Shickawabe Ft. ZPHINKTERR

mixing this song probably gave me cystic fibrosis so i hope you like it %]+.’

Produced by me
Mixed by me
Performed by me
Cover art by me

Lyrics:

[Verse 1] 
Get straight to the point
Don’t wanna fuck around
Everyone around me is annoyed
And i’m a nuisance so I,
Go ahead and take my leave
Throw my body in the sea
Act like you don’t want me to go
Fuck that gotta do with me?

[Hook]
Red walls, red walls
Red walls, red walls
I put the pistol to my tongue
I put the pistol to my tongue.
Red walls, red walls
Red walls, red walls
I put the pistol to my tongue
I put the pistol to my tongue. (I put it)

[Bridge]
Corridors enclosing me
It’s entropy
Forever sleep
Everlasting pain and grief
If you ever talk to me
I wanna make you feel my pain.

[Verse 2]
Bitch imma do 
what I wanna
I do not know what I want
But I know imma do it without any karma,
knowing that people like you 
hate people like me 
im not tryna relive the trauma,
Nigga this is nirvana, eternal bliss
Giving my body back to flora and fauna.

Forgiveness or retribution 
Matricide or prosper
Cyanide like a communion 
Dedicate to sonder,
Injecting my toxins in these 808s
Like Skotskr
Looking in the mirror 
But I see an imposter.
Better go ahead and 
blow my brains out
Before I break your legs
And make you stay down,
They try to tell me 
I can make my way round
Guess imma dig my grave 
With just one round.

[Hook]
Red walls, red walls
Red walls, red walls
I put the pistol to my tongue
I put the pistol to my tongue.
Red walls, red walls
Red walls, red walls
I put the pistol to my tongue
I put the pistol to my tongue.
Red walls, red walls
Red walls, red walls
I put the pistol to my tongue
I put the pistol to my tongue.
Red walls, red walls
Red walls, red walls
I put the pistol to my tongue
I put the pistol to my tongue.

[Bridge]
(Ion know if imma keep this last part)

[Outro]
Red walls, red walls (it would be a miracle)
Red walls, red walls (it would be a miracle)
Red walls, red walls (it would be a miracle)
Red walls, red walls (it would be a miracle)

SENTENCED 2 PAENGHYEONG [PROD. 24/7NAUSEOUS]

DEVD.HXC

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