roll a constellation take it to the face

Burn the sky like solar flare incinerate

Super nova crack the Geiger I erase

I go planetary no one can escape


Radiation in my cup I love the way it taste 
I can’t stand y’all disappear without a trace
I can’t see straight liquor start to warp that bitches face
Imma send these shooting stars right through that nigga waist 

His work is love his love is work no love I can’t relate
Build up all I need then I destroy what I create
Take this dagger I can bleed it’s all I need how I sustain 
Leakin life force 
Leakin leakin all the way

Said he feel my pain then tell me where the rope at
They keep leaking info I don’t think they even know that
I been eating stars my final form I can’t control that
Black hole in my chest I’m all alone so I can’t hold back



roll a constellation take it to the face

Burn the sky like solar flare incinerate

Super nova crack the Geiger I erase

I go planetary no one can escape

Constellations (Prod.DROWNTHEFEDS)

HOLLOW SHELL [PROD BY BLXRR]

Intl. Tyrant Sect x 817 MadHouse
Krim$in Terror Phantom x WYNTER
ANATOMY

Anatomy Feat. Wynter [Prod. YUNGMEXICANBIH]

I HOPE YOU (DIE) X KRIM$IN TERROR PHANTOM [PROD BY GOLD LACED PRODUCTIONS]

Thanatos

Featuring @495kyo
Produced by @prodrubydredd

Bodies In The Blunt Ft. Kyo (Prod. by Ruby Dredd)

#phonk #817madhouse #foreversacred #illusionluna #solumdolor #memphis #rap #evilpimp

MURDER RATE W/ $OLUMDOLOR [PROD. WXRST]

ABSOLUTION [PROD BY OFFICIAL GOLDLACED PRODUCTIONS]

IM FEELIN FUCKED UP 
I THINK THAT ID BE BETTER OFF DECEASED
IM OFF THE DRUGS
BUT MY MIND IS SET TO RELAPSE RELEASE
CONFETTI BUGS
IN MY BODY SPITTIN HAIR IN THE SINK
THIS AINT A FLEX MUHFUCKA SUMTHIN LIKE A DISEASE

WE SMOKIN THRAXX BABY WE AINT WANT NO TRASH
I AINT IN TO ROLLIN BLUNTS I NEED POWDER IN THE BAG
FUCK A DUB THAT AINT ENOUGH I NEED GRAMS TO MAKE IT LAST 
WHO THE FUCK YOU BOUT TO JUDGE YOU MAKE A DIME FROM SELLIN ASS

MY PACK IS BULDAK 
I AINT SNIFFIN BOJACK
HIGH I LIKE TO STAY UP
LIKE IN THE HIMALAYAS
NO PHOTOS THIS AINT KODAK
MY POLAROID A TOE TAG
THAT MAKE OR BREAK A PAIN CUT
LIKE ARM AND HAMMER RAZORS

I GOT BASE TALKIN YALL DONT LIKE THE TASTE OF THIS
DONT PUT THE BLAME ON ME FOR THINKIN THAT IS SOMETHIN TO FIX
THE WAY YOU FALLIN SHORT OF EVERYTHING 
DONT THINK THAT YOU COULD BETTER ME
IM LOST BEYOND A HOPE OF SOLACE 
BABY THIS AMPHETAMINES 

"I just don't want them to change me"
"How would they change you?"
"I don't know, turn me into something I'm not"

WELL BITCH MY BODY RUN COLD
I FUCK IT UP ON MY OWN
TORTURE VEINS FROM COAST TO COAST
ROCKIN PAIN LIKE A COAT
WHOD OF THOUGHT ID BE DEPENDANT ON SOME SHIT SO DAMN SADISTIC
RACKIN UP BODIES IN ANY DIMENSION 
LOOKING BACK ON BAD DECISIONS

I COULD SAY NO REGRETS 
AND I COULD SAY FOR THE BEST
BUT I KNOW DAMN WELL WHATS A FUCK UP
FROM MY FACE TO THE NEXT
AND YOU COULD TELL ME THATS A LIE AND ID RESPOND WITH YES
BUT DONT YOU TELL ME THAT YOU BETTER CUZ THAT SHIT IS A STRETCH

SO WATCH THEM SOLDIERS IN COMAS ALL GETTIN PICKED OFF BY VULTURES
MEANWHILE BACK HOME IN THE TRENCHES ALL FULL OF NOTHING BUT BULLSHIT
A BLOCK OF BLISTERED UP BITCHES THAT SUCK YO DICK FOR A SWISHER
PLUS ANY FLOWER OR POWDER TO KNOCK THE EDGE OFF THE MENTAL

OH WHAT A SHAME HOW HE THINK HE KNOW THE GAME
WHAT A MUTHAFUCKIN LAME LOOKIN FOR SOMEONE TO BLAME
HOW BOUT YOU GO MAKE A CHANGE 
GET THE PRODUCT WITH THE FLAMES 
PUSH IT TO EM WITH A CANE
WHILE YOU CLAIM WE AINT THE SAME

CONFETTI (prod. goth helma)

SEANCE

Its Ouija bitch 
Seething from the sudafed
Admitting ambitions, decision to go and split heads 
Exit wound with lead fragments embedded, you met death, the Missing, the death count impressive man
Reaper seeping reefer got me feeling like a tweaker
Off the meters of evil, i hate the people cuz they weasels
Filthy creatures with features of the shriekers from the ether
Feeding anger and fear, the hatred growing each year
Contraceptive 
Thats what yo daddy shouldve used
Lifes a lesson
Ouija teaching with abuse
Push deception
Like the media do
What’s the message?
I just do not like you
Whats the move pussy?
Cut the filler I aint new rookie
There aint nothing you can do, you can’t fuck with me
I aint bending to no rules of the industry
Ghost steady floating choking toking off the weed
Protected by hell if you really wanna duel dummy
Pistol packing double backing if you say something
Pressing yo melon, im squeezing for the juice, jelly
Bodies smelly in the deli with the forks ready
Throwing elbows at scarecrows off acid, you rojo, got no hoes, get exposed to real smoke
Hope you fuckers choke
Cope, loathe, you lack a soul
Repetition prescription ingest to feel whole
Recognize, one hit’ll leave you petrified, with a shank and a .38 specialize, seeing colors like I inhaled pesticide, from ego death to paradise, your hell arrived
We’re a race of people that our mother couldnt love
Disrespecting my essence my presence cemented above 
Hit it Raw like my joints till her legs go numb
Boasting on some post exposing you aint none
You unworthy you burn out you shouldnt rap at all
You bother me you fodder and your father aint involved
Lambs to the slaughter, the marauder with a bomb
Causing local panic causing damage to a plaza
Gaza
Where else we sending money? Fuck your own people and bail out another country
Sending out billys we got homeless and they hungry
Burning down a city then call it another theory

HOLLOW SHELL [PROD BY BLXRR]

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