D R E A D

My King💘💞💕

Depressed

Left Behind (Prod. Jurrivh x Syndrome)

runnin thru the 7' - suicide boys

This is a concept EP about school shootings/gun violence in America. The EP consists of 6 tracks which aim to vividly describe violent events, typically in first person. 

Credits:
All lyrics written by Dread
1.) DefyingYourExpectations (Opening Track)
Guitar/Bass/Drums: Dread
2.) Columbine 
Prod. - @BaphometBeats
3.) JohnSavage
Prod. - @BaphometBeats


Dread- JohnSavage

 [NaturalSelection]

11:19, I hear the gunshots from the window- teacher came to see me just to say I need to get low.

Duck under the desk, there’s some shooters comin’ in though, see the fuckin’ boots, see the guns, see the trench coats.


Dylan Klebold tellin’ people that they need to stand up
Bout to stand up like I ain’t got no fuckin’ sense, man. 
Hear the gun go off towards another student’s desk, it’s just Evan Todd, bullets flyin’ over his head.


“Identify yourself” it’s what Dylan told me
I said, 
“It’s John Savage man and you fuckin’ know me” 
I looked him in the eyes like, “am I gonna die”
Then he let me go and I ran for my life.

Runnin’ through the halls, comin’ out with my hands up, see the pussy cops sittin’ still with their hands crossed- afraid  to go in so they sit, wait and act hard. A couple minutes later askin’ questions like I shot someone.


Fuck the cops!
Yuh!
Fuck the cops!
Yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh. [X2]
Bitch.

NaturalSelection

JohnSavage

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This is a concept EP about school shootings/gun violence in America. The EP consists of 3 tracks which aim to vividly describe violent events, typically in first person.
Credits:
All lyrics written by Dread
1.) DefyingYourExpectations (Opening Track)
Guitar/Bass/Drums: Dread
2.) Columbine 
Prod. - @BaphometBeats
3.) JohnSavage
Prod. - @BaphometBeats

DefyingYourExpectations

VAGUE002 - deadboy (Slowed & Pitched)

$UICIDEBOY$ - ANTARTICA

This is probably the most depressing song ive ever made.

Distance - [Prod. BlueSkai]

prod. tonedepalma

Throw me a bone
Tease me again
Call me a dick
 then call me your friend
You said it’s real
I said it’s fake
your choices reflect on the mess that you made

your choices reflect on the mess that you made
You don’t play sports, but you love to play games
And I hope that I never see you again
Cause if we do meet, It’s gone be the end

roll me up a blunt or a spliff
Let me relax, let my legs just lift
Get the pressure off my back, I don’t want that shit
If you speak on my name, then your blood gone drip

When the sun goes down, the switchblade comes out
It’s a warning to these pussies keep my name out your mouth
And it’s a warning to my ex, don’t you come around
I put it on my momma, we’re gone meet in the ground

You thought it was over, you thought I was done
well I find it funny that I’m not the one
So I’ll go and chill while I roll up a blunt
While you go and chill with your head in his arms

Wait nah, hold up
You can chill all by yourself
You don’t got no fucking man
You’re just a bitch on the shelf

You’re just a thot with an ass
And a big old head
only way you’ll make a living is sucking dick till your dead

keep my name out of your mouth

Prod. @ItsLucid2
Mix/Master - @IAmKuzu

Dread - 2.) InCaseOfEmergency

Creep with the white mask on as the night pass on and the twilight gone. 
When the moonlight shine and my blade show bright, man, I grip my iron, I swear I grip my iron, what

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Creep with the white mask on as the night pass on and the twilight gone. 
When the moonlight shine and my blade show bright, man, I grip my iron, I swear I grip my iron, what. (X2)

-Screamed-
Creep with the white mask on as the night pass on and the twilight gone. 
When the moonlight shine and my blade show bright, man, I grip my iron, I swear I grip my iron, bitch (X2)

I been up in it for a minute, now
If I don’t got the funds, imma hit that house
Man, I only get to stealin’ if it’s rich people towns 
And I split it with my brothers so we eatin’ now
Said, I’m hungry so the sirens get to make they sound.
Boy I swear I get to runnin’ 
when they come around.
I don’t even let em try to fuckin’ chase me down.
I dip out through the woods to my den with the wolves;
underground like I should.
I been out from the hood
but the hood in me, keep me feastin’ good.
So, I stay with strap.
It don’t matter where I’m at,
Imma get the fuckin’ bag.
So I hold my semi-automatic.

And if a punk runnin’ up 
Let it bang
Let em know what’s up
Till he had enough 

I know
I don’t 
need no
hollows
I will
stomp him 
till he
holler
switchblade 
carving
body 
dropping
I will 
follow 
up with
arson (X2)

Creep with the white mask on as the night pass on and the twilight gone. 
When the moonlight shine and my blade show bright, man, I grip my iron, I swear I grip my iron, what. (X2)



(Suicides)

Bitch burn the fuckin' cash now
pull the fuckin' blade on all
your fuckin' landlords
fight the fuckin' class war
read up on Karl Marx
then go fuckin' act on it
go fuckin' act on it, bitch



(Michael Parenti)

The reason you invest is to accumulate.
And your accumulation of capital has no purpose or meaning unless you can mix it with labor to yet increase your wealth further.

Of course, you use large sums of it for personal consumption and for political power and for control of your culture and for that wonderful, good, happy life that you so like.
As George Bush's wife said, "..we are millionaires, we are not ashamed of it, we enjoy our wealth.." 
And I thought, 'at last, finally they tell you'
Instead of the usual thing is, you know, "how we rich suffer and we're misjudged"



'InCaseOfEmergency,BreakGlass' most tracks contain Marxist lyrical themes, otherwise heavily politically charged lyrical content, expressing my personal stance from the Anarchist-Communist perspective.

InCaseOfEmergency,BreakGlass

InCaseOfEmergency

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wh𝒶t 𝒶re you missing

X2
In my dreams i can't feel a thing
It's probably cuz the clock's ticking at my feet
It's probably cuz my ghost isn't what it seems
I'm flying by my own thru an empty sea

In my dreams all i see is purple cups 
no love, just a little bread crumb from my heart to the cut
i don't know how to love, but i know how to roll up

im feeling like im flying now
thinking by myself im flying now
higher than i ever been flying now 
trying to forget what you sounded like 
what you found when i , when i told you to be strong 
what i told you it was meant to make you cry 

I won't bother to hear what you gotta say
i'll just do my thing at my own paste 
i'll just paint my wave in my own lane 
i just popped a perc now i'm ok 

I won't bother to hear what you gotta say
i'll just do my thing at my own paste 
i'll just paint my wave in my own lane 
i just popped a perk now i'm ok 
x2
In my dreams i can't feel a thing
It's probably cuz the clock's ticking at my feet
It's probably cuz my ghost isn't what it seems
I'm flying by my own thru an empty sea

Numbing Thoughts (Prod. Tyde)

https://www.deadsoviet.rip

мир, земля и хлеб, товарищи!

@DreadTripleSix

Contributors to all projects can be found in song descriptions as well as album descriptions. By the people, for the people, we the people, no Morgan and Morgan and that's the slogan.

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Welcome to technological advancement. The year is 3021- monotonous labor is replaced by artificial intelligence and scarcity has been eradicated. Abundance is such that price tags don't exist. Homelessness is eradicated along with world hunger, violent crime and other such primitive problems which ailed the uncivilized capitalist world.

Distributive algorithms determine nutritional fulfillment after cross referencing with population density and agricultural availability.
Humanity has moved on to greater space exploration and issues of global warming have been subject to neutralization via the unified efforts of all groups.

Nations and borders have been done away with as well as language barriers. Translation chips are utilized by all in order to process all incoming speech to their language of choice.
Capitalism is no longer the dominating economic ideal..

InCaseOfEmergency

DREADTRIPLESIX ☭