IM SICK ASF BUT FUCK IT WE BALL [PROD. NICKN!TE]

YOU A LESBIAN? SO WHAT BITCH I LIKE WOMEN TOO FT. KYOKI x. (PROD. 510)

𝚆𝙸𝚃𝙷𝙴𝚁𝙴𝙳 𝙼𝙸𝙽𝙳 𝙵𝚝. 𝙺𝚄𝚂𝙾𝙺𝙸𝚁𝙰𝙸

PLEASE BURNICE I NEED THIS ft. Nightmind+ (Prod. Bang)

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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

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TRACK SEVEN: FORGOTTEN LEGACY

Seven sword horde
Seven sword horde
Seven sword horde
Seven sword horde

I lost my passion
Foggy mind that focus solely on relapsin
My mama see my face she askin me what happened
Left coughing cause my lungs are fuckin blackened
Dealt with junkies after rocks like some gorons
Dealt with rappers think they hard but they morons
Never had lucidity, my phantoms gonna will war on
Fucking up a princess while the tv got some gore on
I’m too stoned i can’t think
Wash the vomit out the sink
I’m too stoned i can’t think
You could lose it all in a blink

Not about this rap shit
My last testament a caption
Not about this rap shit
My last testament a caption
Not about this rap shit
My last testament a caption
Not about this rap shit
My last testament a caption

Spit dirt don’t sleep dump loads for my waifu
I rap like tapeworm inside you
Break nug for smoke that is mind soothe
The flow annoyin like petty bitches with attitude
Twenty bong rips got a fucker unconscious
Movin on my block and you better be cautious
Avoidin calorie conscious watchin my latitude
Finger jamming in the throat, make me feel nauseous
A contradiction im cappin in true religion
Fuck votin i’m stabbin a politician
Fuck a rapper i’ll feed em all to the pigeons
Fuck a beat know i’ll beat it up to submission
I’m wheezing off the packs and i mean that in both ways
You claimin that you hard but you came durin foreplay
Careful where you step, i got mines in your doorway
Eatin dinner with your bitch while i’m missin my court date

Not about this rap shit
My last testament a caption
Not about this rap shit
My last testament a caption
Not about this rap shit
My last testament a caption
Not about this rap shit
My last testament a caption

My gluttony for self damage consumed me

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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

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TRACK THREE: FUCKED UP

I’m sick uh
Drink a lot n throw the bottle throw a fit uh
Overdose n go to sleep drown in my spit
Shorty only ever hit me for my stick uh
Taking tabs so i forget about that bitch uh
If he disrespecting he become a victim
Shuttin down from all the drugs up in my system
I been poppin all these tabs i’m on my fifth one

All these fuckin rips have got me coughing n hackin
Pull up to your fuckin function just to see if you’re lackin
I couldn’t stand him anyway, i wrap his body in plastic
He irrelevant it take a month you forget it happened

I Hate seeing You Like this :(

lyrics:

YUH IM BEATING ON A BITCH I DONT CARE IF ITS A SET UP
THEN I LEAVE YOU IN THE STREET FUCK THAT BITCH SHE KEEP HER MOUTH SHUT
GLOCK IN HER TEETH ONE OF SEVEN NOW SHE OUTTA LUCK
THAT HOE BLEEDING OUT NOW SHE DEAD 
I DONT GIVE A FUCK

PUT HER INA GRAVE NEVER FOUND YEA SHE UN-ANNOUNCED 
FUCKED UP HER JAW GIVING NAMES THAT SHE CANT PRONOUNCE 
NOW YOU’RE FUCKING DEAD A DUMB BITCH NO ONE CARED ABOUT
17 SHOTS TO YOUR HEAD I PUT THEM LIGHTS OUT

i been makin big bucks
whippin out the benz truck
shawty grip that shotty
aim, his face and turn his head muck

.44 with an ak on my back
now he want more, catch spray laid on the track
lean back and i hit feelin haze off this pack
all my opps choke and cough they been laced, hear them yack (YEAH) 

headin off to blow off faces
combat boots, and tie the laces (bitch!)
keep the uzi, case we sprayin
duct tape, to keep him prayin
(AY)
me and the crew we been killers
66-sihkzi (left) in the river
freezin cold he just might jitter
body bag but 0 shivers
(BODY BAG BUT 0 SHIVERS)

IM BEATING ON A BITCH I DONT CARE IF ITS A SET UP
THEN I LEAVE YOU IN THE STREET FUCK THAT BITCH SHE KEEP HER MOUTH SHUT
GLOCK IN HER TEETH ONE OF SEVEN NOW SHE OUTTA LUCK
THAT HOE BLEEDING OUT NOW SHE DEAD 
I DONT GIVE A FUCK

PUT HER INA GRAVE NEVER FOUND YEA SHE UN-ANNOUNCED 
FUCKED UP HER JAW GIVING NAMES THAT SHE CANT PRONOUNCE 
NOW YOU’RE FUCKING DEAD A DUMB BITCH NO ONE CARED ABOUT
17 SHOTS TO YOUR HEAD I PUT THEM LIGHTS OUT

WHAT THE FUCK IS A SETUP FT. SWAGDISEASE [PRD. ROGUEWAYS]

Every chorus tells a tale of hope and every breakdown tells a tale of darkness – that’s the painfully sincere premise of latest metal output Savage Mountain from Dortmund, Germany. In a restless artistic endeavor, the threepiece spent the last two years working on their first EP “What Lies Beneath My Sorrow”. With it, singer Karl Erik aims to channel music into a form of diary writing – leaving no stone unturned in his attempt to understand his own story and dealing with the hardships of loneliness, despair and the never-ending search for identity.

Fear And Consolate

DOGPUKE  - NEVER BEEN ABOUT SHIT

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.

My gluttony for self damage consumed me

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