𝚒 𝚔𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚘𝚏 𝚑𝚞𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚢 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚔𝚎𝚙𝚝 𝟻 𝚘𝚏 𝚒𝚝 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚏𝚞𝚗

the swamp has fallen
billions of swamp people must DIE

m&m + cover art by me
featuring @blxxd-shed
prod by @mutilatedcrps and eminem


blood farmers w/ blxxdshed [mutilatedcorpse]

prod. paradosso

TRACK SIX: REFLECT ON THE PAIN

I got ash on my skin
Put the drugs in my grin
Used to loss not to win
When you end i begin
Eyes twitch i ain’t sober
Emotional coaster
All i ever want is to hold her
The scars just get uglier as i get older
The skin start to rise and the colour grow bolder

I get urges that i cannot speak
Depressive gon hit put the drugs in my teeth
She wish she could drink up the cum in my sheets
If she drownin in semen she won’t make a shriek


Uh, wiping the blood as it drip from my nose
I’m destined to end where the composting go
The voices ain’t speakin they rappin in flows
My body get pickin apart by the crows
Cannot distinguish my bros and my foes
Blood on her door i showed up with a rose
She suckin me up while i add to her woes
She suckin me up while i add to her woes

I got ash on my skin
Put the drugs in my grin
Used to loss not to win
When you end i begin
Eyes twitch i ain’t sober
Emotional coaster
All i ever want is to hold her
The scars just get uglier as i get older
The skin start to rise and the colour grow bolder

I find Little comfort in the Walls I once called Home

prod. paradosso

TRACK EIGHT: YOU CANT CONTINUE

i hear the walls and they speak on my sickness like i never leave only go when i need
i hear the scars on my arm from the burns and they ugly like why couldn’t i just go bleed
i never eat anymore only rot in my room know i’m numbin my brain with a screen
know you don’t care about what i been givin but baby you took everything way from me
and you ain’t give it back
you keepin my heart in your hands cause you say that the black is just matchin the look of your fit 
abuse me, crush me and put me inside of your system like i was some powder off bricks
take all your stuff
wanna cut myself when i look at that shit
wanna blow my brain
wanna feel your skin grafted onto my limbs
slip me inside of your soul cause i’m gettin too scared when i’m uppin my dose
my family worried and none of my friends even trust me to leave me alone with rope
i’m not a pessimist i just don’t know how some people these days can keep up with their hope 
cause lately the pills that i take and the shit that i put up my nose ain’t been helping me cope

you keepin my heart in your hands cause you say that the black is just matchin the look of your fit 
abuse me, crush me and put me inside of your system like i was some powder off bricks
take all your stuff
wanna cut myself when i look at that shit
wanna blow my brain
wanna feel your skin grafted onto my limbs take all your stuff
wanna cut myself when i look at that shit
wanna blow my brain
wanna feel your skin grafted onto my limbs take all your stuff
wanna cut myself when i look at that shit
wanna blow my brain
wanna feel your skin grafted onto my limbs

PURGING THE FILTH FROM MY BODY

prod. vhxxl

TRACK FIVE: THIS WICKED BOTTLE

My paranoia is seepin outside of my skull, uh huh, uh huh
Eternally playing these games but my life isn’t dull
I’ve got well acquainted with the gaze of the wall as it stare back inside me while i’m drifting off
How many pills have i taken, i can’t seem to shake off the fog

Fuck up myself every night
I’ll drink till i’m blind i’ll drink till i’m losin my sight
A scar on my left and my right
It’s better the wrist for the pain than have it in the mind
Sacrificing all my flesh
They ask for the soul i confess that i have nothing left
How am i still so depressed
I try and i try to get better but something prevent

Blood drippin outta my shoes
Within my eyes is a thousand yard stare and my body look used
Don’t stare at my wounds
Been losin these battles don’t get it confused
She gettin so angry
She better on mute, i’m poppin a blue
It’s a curse to wake up in the morning all i want to do is repeat the snooze

Fuck up myself every night
I’ll drink till i’m blind i’ll drink till i’m losin my sight
A scar on my left and my right
It’s better the wrist for the pain than have it in the mind
Sacrificing all my flesh
They ask for the soul i confess that i have nothing left
How am i still so depressed
I try and i try to get better but something prevent
Fuck up myself every night
I’ll drink till i’m blind i’ll drink till i’m losin my sight
A scar on my left and my right
It’s better the wrist for the pain than have it in the mind
Sacrificing all my flesh
They ask for the soul i confess that i have nothing left
How am i still so depressed
I try and i try to get better but something prevent

TOO MUCH

prod. SCXURGE

TRACK FOUR: CRAWLING INSIDE YOURSELF

I get the feeling that nobody want me to speak
I’m sick of my own voice
I put myself in this miserable situation
I’m here by my own choice
Put a hole in my arm
Im screamin into a void
I don’t open up anymore no the curtains are closed and the inhabitants don’t make a noise

Workin to silence my brain
I wanna change
I don’t wanna keep sufferin
I feel retarded
The smokin don’t help
Like all of my thoughts are bufferin

Poor connection i can’t connect
I move with no motive i lost at my quest
I’m paranoid bout the thoughts in my chest
I’m boxin up half of them burnin the rest
Burnin the rest, bring me to vet
I love like a dog n i beg with the best
I used to hate all the gore and the sex
Of the world now i know easier to detest

The people in suits, the people in planes
The people at work n the people on trains
I am a misanthrope living in shame
Want it all to end, i’ll be who you blame

Still suffering every step that i take on my journey just adding to all of my bodily pain
Every time that i look in the mirror a monster reflect and i do not have sight of my face
Out on a walk and i can’t help the fantasies
Can't even say what i got in my brain
Man i swear if i did then the jury gon vote for lobotomization n send me away

I ain’t built for reality life is a marathon i cannot keep up the pace
Ay, lousy n tired n smokin myself to a daze
Ay, self harm a return solace, it ain’t a phase
Ay, moral compass astray id lost my ways

I HAD LOST EVERYTHING

prod. takizava & withthefuckinveno

TRACK ONE: TAKING

Uh
Iont take my fuckin meds anymore, i just fuck life
They mad cause they knowing their dick don’t hit my blunt size
Knowin that i’m double her man’s she came to fuck twice
Cashed in the back of the whip i’m geeked
Ain't a fuckin boogeyman you just hidin under your sheets
He been fuckin on the breaker he been fuckin round with a freak
Know i’ll get a rapper dancing bullets aiming at his feet

Ain't doin favours for no fuckers imma leave em for the flies
Puttin nails inside they stomachs puttin daggers in they eyes
Imma leave him on the pavement i’mma make his momma cry
Bladed up at his funeral stab her as she say goodbye
Die die die die die put in the blunt to make me high high high high high know imma smoke you up
Put you in the bong light you up and turn you into O’s
Your soul in hell but no idea where your body goes
Huh
Anonymous with the mask on, i’m goin ghost

I cannot think without drugs in my head
Offa 30milligrams know i’m better off dead
I cannot think without drugs in my head
Offa 30milligrams know i’m better off dead

Eyes in my walls when i’m trippin offa sheets
Pack a bong rip just for silencing the screams
Takin everything i won’t be sober for a week
I been gummin up the powder push it past my chippin teeth

how do YOU cope?

Art by zom8ified on instagram
Ft @elmxsrevenge @mutilatedcrps
Prod Tapeyana

HARM NATION (FT. ELMX / MUTILATEDCORPSE) [TAPEYANA]

YOUD BETTER WATCH THE WAY YOU TALK TO ME 
PUT HIM IN THE BASEMENT AND I GIVE HIM A LOBOTOMY
THINK THAT IVE BEEN TALKING TO A GHOST AND ITS BEEN HAUNTING ME 
KEEP ON TALKIN SHIT YOULL CATCH A FIST AT HIGH VELOCITY 

I CANT FUCKING SLEEP IM AN INSOMNIAC 
BENADRYL INSIDE MY SYSTEM IM IN ZOMBIE LAND
I DONT GET IT WHY THE FUCK YOU STARTED TALKIN BACK
WE GON LEAVE YOU WITH SOME GASHES LIKE A DOG ATTACK

FUCK IT ILL GET HIGHER IMMA NEED A STRONGER DOSE THAN THIS
YOU THINK THAT YOUR MAKING NOISE WELL I AINT EVEN NOTICE IT
LATELY IVE BEEN ON THE EDGE I THINK IM WAY TO CLOSE TO IT
YOU A FAKE ASS MUTHA FUCKA STEADY ON SOME BOGUS SHIT


YOURE A PUPPET ON A STRING
THEYRE CONTROLLING WHAT YOU THINK
YOU KEEP TALKIN ALL THAT SHIT
FUCK THAT TALKIN THROW SOME SWINGS
YOU KEEP ACTING LIKE THE SHIT BUT YOUR NOT DOING ANYTHING
IF YOU WANT A PROBLEM WITH ME YOU CAN MEET ME IN THE RING

GET IT THROUGH YOUR BRAIN
YOU AND ME WERE NOT THE SAME
FROM THE BELLY OF THE BEAST MY YOUNGER DAYS WERE FULL OF PAIN
I DONT WANT A THING TO DO WITH YOU ALL YOU DO IS COMPLAIN
MAKE HIM FOLD UP UNDER PRESSURE LIKE IM MAKING PAPER PLANES

WITH MY BROTHERS WE BE FUCKED UP OFF THE EDIBLES
DONT BELIEVE A THING YOU SAY THERES REASONS TO BE SKEPTICAL 
I BE WITH YOUR SHAWTY AND SHES BENDING GETTING FLEXIBLE
IVE BEEN GETTING FUCKED UP I LIKE MIXING DIFFERENT CHEMICALS

YOUD BETTER WATCH THE WAY YOU TALK TO ME 
PUT HIM IN THE BASEMENT AND I GIVE HIM A LOBOTOMY
THINK THAT IVE BEEN TALKING TO A GHOST AND ITS BEEN HAUNTING ME 
IVE BEEN SMOKING ON THE PRESSURE ONLY TOP-SHELF QUALITY

I CANT FUCKING SLEEP IM AN INSOMNIAC 
BENADRYL INSIDE MY SYSTEM IM IN ZOMBIE LAND
I DONT GET IT WHY THE FUCK YOU STARTED TALKIN BACK
WE GON LEAVE YOU WITH SOME GASHES LIKE A DOG ATTACK

SMOKING OUT THE GLASS
LOAD A BOWL UP THEN I PASS 
YOU KEEP TALKING OUT YOUR ASS
LEARN TO HAVE SOME FUCKIN CLASS
IF I HAVE A JOB I NEED TO DO ILL FINISH UP THE TASK
I DONT WANNA HEAR ABOUT SHIT CAUSE I DIDNT FUCKIN ASK

IMMA HIT YOU WITH THE CUTTER
LIKE IM COOKIN UP SOME SUPPER
YOU A TWO FACED MUTHA FUCKER
TRYNA SWITCH UP ON YOUR BROTHERS
FUCK YO BITCH WITHOUT A RUBBER
YOU AINT NOTHING BUT A SUCKER
ALL MY BROTHERS REAL WE ALWAYS GON BEHERE FOR ONE ANOTHER 
IMMA HIT YOU WITH THE CUTTER

YOUD BETTER WATCH THE WAY YOU TALK TO ME 
PUT HIM IN THE BASEMENT AND I GIVE HIM A LOBOTOMY
THINK THAT IVE BEEN TALKING TO A GHOST AND ITS BEEN HAUNTING ME 
KEEP ON TALKIN SHIT YOULL CATCH A FIST AT HIGH VELOCITY 

I CANT FUCKING SLEEP IM AN INSOMNIAC 
BENADRYL INSIDE MY SYSTEM IM IN ZOMBIE LAND
I DONT GET IT WHY THE FUCK YOU STARTED TALKIN BACK
WE GON LEAVE YOU WITH SOME GASHES LIKE A DOG ATTACK

Produced by LORENZO
Art by me
Will be on spotify at midnight tonigh

BASEMENT LOBOTOMY

BASEMENT LOBOTOMY (PROD. LORENZO)

DRKHORSE [PROD. CC+SEASXN]

𝙽𝚎𝚠 𝚢𝚎𝚊𝚛 𝚜𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚕 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚝𝚑 𝚏𝚝. 𝙵𝚟𝚔𝚣𝚡𝚛𝚘 (𝙿𝚛𝚘𝚍. 𝟻𝟷𝟶)

please don’t ask me if i can bear more wounds than i have faced. i would lay my limbs down for you, but i’d beg you not to ask me to. i have spent years now, falling apart. would you let me have me to myself, so i might live without more scars? i share my flesh with you, that’s why my body is destroyed. what can I do? where can I hide from all this and not be found? what wings would take me high enough? how deep a hole would I have to dig? my shame for the evil i have done consumes me... i am soaked in bloodguilt, polluted, contagious... i am a pollutant, an offense to gods above.

I find Little comfort in the Walls I once called Home

dollbreaker

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