w a s - wormraiser [nxtreal edit]

Produced by Cryluv
Mixed & Mastered by Dosia Demon

Fatal Mistake (Prod. Cryluv)

Self Sabotage

Cheech&chang - 155bpm

211 - 187

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"EXTRATERRESTRIAL" | GHOSTEMANE TYPE BEAT

tossin n turnin inside of the bed
the body be burnin the vision of death
awaitin the demon they screechin n screamin
distraught and distorted awake in a sweat
dicrepid the demon they reach wit their hand
speakin a language you cant understand
grippin the body the vision is foggy
resistin the struggle I dont stand a chance
Im dragged down to the pits down under
the clawing of flesh wit the boom of the thunder
echoes of weepin
my body now bleedin
seizin deceivin the demon started shriekin
the crackle of the burn the singein of the flesh destruction
sulfur in the air to bring the start to the induction
bounded by the chains i feel the soul under corruption
chaos is exudin wit the echoes of eruption
infused the twisted powers i can feel it in my soul
marked by the beast the demon reside in my dome
to burn the fuckin planet i shall sit upon the throne
this body is for wiremouth and it is his new home

INSOMNIATIC POSSESSION - [Prod. iiimghost] (Demo)

Young Overdue - Blood Moon Killers Ft Prophet

Prod. tuMaggz

Lyrics:

Wrap that fucking swisher up don’t let it run once it get to burning
Drank too many steel reserves 
I’m drunk now but my stomach churning 
Bitch I’m out here working and learning 
You simply undeserving 
Feel the blue light burning my eyes
Pressing keys ‘til my fingers hurting 
Pussy boy writing poems in his tablet 
But what happens when Maggz come and snatch it
Most these mother fuckers got more problems than a math quiz
Word around's I’m the wiz with the hat tricks 
No one wanna pay but they all wanna eat 
I don’t give a fuck about your words on the beat unless I’m feeling it 
To be honest I ain’t even hearing it
All I hear is make believe I’m steady steering clear of it

Nobody likes me 
Only wanna use me
Thought I’d need a limousine 
But swapped it for a two seater
Always keep bout two heaters 
On me at all times 
Need a beat I got you
But I don’t fuck with your mediocre rhymes  
I’m simply not impressed by punchlines 
Give me something real
Give me something I can really fucking feel
I don’t wanna hear you squeal like a tire 
Making music for the heal is my desire 
I’m broke as fuck ain’t  rocking no designer 
I keep it a hunnid I’m not a fan of eyeliner bitch 
What’s up
What’s up
You a pup we the hellhounds niggas simply can’t catch up

Is It Chill If I Chill Here?

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