ITS BEEN 12 SECONDS AND THIS NIGGA TALKING BOUT STARTING COCKS

bro when i was @ work :( zarn poppin off tho fr

my phone speaker broke because of this song, thanks bro

this is back up so uhm yea
Original Drop: Sep 12, 2021
Original Description: ep soon

NATURAL ARTESIAN WATER

@ethernt ~~~~

ｇｏｏｎ ｏｗｎｓ ｙｏｕ

◐ｓａｍｕｒａｉ◐ [ｆｅａｔ． ｃｏｒｒｕｐｔｅｄ]

blank body - BRAIN INSANE

s/o to @dth95k & @poqet

file updated aug 16

lyrics //
blow to the nose like the force of a shotgun
when the cops come my body is pure sawdust
profit off of robbing the block at dark off one
so when you hear the pop of the glock, you know my cock's touched
found my purpose in living a little bit ago
its ripping clitorises of instrumentals and slitting foes
get into the hole, the bridges im hitting will explode
and if you didnt listen, i hope you can withstand a blow
breathe slow when pillaging villages in the snow
gold printed hoes' the motive knowing im kelly rowland
without the ow, the land, the notoriety
but after this is outed, the roads coated in urine i layed
play defense and i off it on entrance
due to my sentences exiting out my paper
its safe to say, rapping is second nature 
whenever im posted up at a morgue attempting to set ablaze a flame
move right and your handy manny is left deceased
clueless when im exiting, dawg, you know your friend is bleeding
out his torso? moreso, youre the fourth to go
the fingers in the cut and im thumbing through all the swords to throw
nigga youre toast, say cheese before i break the mold
recreating bane and bruce wayne when taping this bitch
getting her backbone stolen early this morning
cause my wood is getting swollen and bitches wanna resort to hoe shit

cold villain with a holy sentence
rolling in a rover in october, my soul is amiss
in the abyss with the flows given from solace
even then, my shit's a pathogen, grasp it and youll know that its sick
cold villain with a holy sentence
rolling in a rover in october, my soul is amiss
in the abyss with the flows given from solace
even then, my shit's a pathogen, grasp it and youll know that its sick

niggas dying, unlikely that theyll survive in this
four story dive in a live fire my lighter flicked
to all my niggas who wanted a flow slower
im slathering molasses on top of me to arrive in it
your bitch came and noticed the role of me was a fighter
as soon as i hit the coast, yet still tried it, i like it
since rolling over limbs in a locomotive is my refreshment
inside this cold vicinity where that life's arrested
i still pull up with a knife in vest
mind still primal, the opium wars never ended
swerve inside a hijacked fighter jet in the wild west
and crash into the bermuda triangle and die a vet
tie a bomb onto my house, set it for 90 seconds
smile down in hell as piled debris fly and tear shit
one hundred and ninety miles an hour
when it smashes through a window, snatches the lives of your bestfriends
just a written from the truly sickest
14 year old doing this with your loony children
shooting up intruders intruding upon the crew im within
knowing full well that when i cough, they knew he spitting
clip the vocals of oppositions with rugers
even when im offline, i off lines, you knew the mission
nothing new to it, im too malicious to give a coop shit
chipped tooth beside of my noose, this is ruthless

pathogen ◇ prod. burberrycorpse & 77offline

chocolate god on the beat fr
wrote this in a day

prod. @knri @tenesan @luckynumbrs
    s/o @dancinginrainfall & angelica <3

lyrics //
behind closed doors, my pacifism is questioned
investigated for murders of instrumentals, forget the instance
my screws loose quite obvious, who you telling?
you can find them balls deep in her jaw at 12 when i left her
never holding on the same skills for days
today i was kissing rain and it turned into hail, cracked the pavement
explaining how i am able to strangle kids with statements
is like a famed bitch sprayed out the womb with a paycheck
i was born with it, posted on the porch
stone cold corpse folded on both of my clothes holding it
knowing no remorse, enjoying the snow left in her pores
this aint the worse it could go, i still could go to the clit
bro im starving, i aint eat in over (what is it?)
and thats the reason why i am rolling over for 4 minutes
pro sinner throat full of opium and old dishes
most say im vile and heartless until they go where my dick is

appearing out your house, mouth out with a severed tooth
appearance looking out of it, spouting out of infected wounds
peers would be astounded, a spouse by my retinas
i told her keep her blouse out, your partner couldnt cherish you
let me drop a fucking flagellum, abort it
then travel towards ayazra, we're posted up in new orleans
i never was loving bitches, theyre simply for enjoyment
i lie and say shes gorgeous, trash bag over head with my dick
know the motive was to catch a nut and roll with it
she still got attached so shawty lives in my storage dead
when i came, words were spoken from her over beds
told her get to stepping unless you are dropping portishead
more than sex is a fallacy i told you
on the first day i met you, surprised that it would work, im blessed
the meds taking control of both our motions
end result of that is her corpse holding a chrome to her chest

alternate dimensions when im breaking through the door
phasewalking in my sector to teleport to the morgue again
more than demonstration's required, im telling to your friends
everyone around you, im higher than they can understand
going harder than cold food infront of fans
dancing with my maker, i made him land on top of his head
so second guess what your planning upon attempting
i put "i" in between rp pills, thats why im deadly
riding solo like a hoe with no goals
a rope with no throat, imposing to resort to blow
tecs to the trachea of a wealthy pedestrian
if i cannot adore what youre handling then nobody gets it
slay endorphins inside of a pained homeless bitch
and leave her aorta decaying once i behold a kiss
lonely and immortal with flows is how im known to kids
and thats why im still recording this, im a ghost in a fit

salient ◇ prod. knri, det, & eyes2k

-one take- live piano-


dont sign your name just yet
dont sign your name just yet

i dream of echoes from the past

i hope this day will last 
guide your soul back to life
take your mind off it for a second

i know my name do you know who you are?
i know my name do you know who you are?

dont sign 
your name 
just yet
dont sign your name 
just yet

63 - 019 - 10

you can't make this on bandlab
Sequel: https://soundcloud.com/lonewolfboi/i-made-this-shit-on-fl-studio

【ＹＯＵ ＣＡＮ＇Ｔ ＭＡＫＥ ＴＨＩＳ ＯＮ ＢＡＮＤＬＡＢ】

this a message for the underdogs of the new underground. no matter what happens, keep going hard, shining, and prospering because you worth it to shine ((don't let shit stop you!))

@hollowshawdy [ https://instagram.com/hollowshawdy ]
@karudi [ https://instagram.com/pxsotact2 ]
@holygen [ no instagram ]

pathogen ◇ prod. burberrycorpse & 77offline

秋 ZARNOXU 秋

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