(LIN)
see its fuck you to your face
hoe
its always fuck what you gon say
hoe
give a fuck about this place
no
under the 91 i hang 
yuh
driving down the pch 
crystal cove a couple bottles to the face
find me dead at the bottom of crescent bay
lying to my girl I’m always saying I’m okay 
wait
cause every day is just another day awake 
in this world with all these fuckers that i don’t care for 
see i don’t mind slitting my wrist just to die in vain
when your dead you’ll never have a fucking thing to live for
no 

(SVDI)
Fighting all these thoughts inside my brain
Thinking bout life and the way that time has changed 
I done made friends with the pain
Stuck inside my bed, don’t wanna leave these sheets, no
Every day is just the fucking same
Burn this fucker down, catch me resting In the flames
Ima hope you suckers die in vein 
Stuck inside the same place I thought never be again
Shit, no, fuck
Living in disgust
Body aching misery
And I can’t stand up
Oh fuck
I’ve felt defeat
Can’t take the heat
Just leave me be
Can’t shake this funk 
I’m Smoking dank
It help me think
I roll my blunt
I Smoke it up
And Then repeat
I’m falling off
And fall to sleep
Where I can’t dream
A faded numb 
Im going dumb
So shut it up
Don’t wanna hear
A fucking thing

I Don't Wanna Hear a Thing (Prod. Bleach)

LYRICS 

Bitch I rip it from your dome 
Heavens gate will await 
You might make it 
As above so below 
I conquer every option 
Man I’m fuckin gone 
Get gone heads blown 
I’ll rest in shade 
I stay in my own lane 
Now bite the chrome 

Fading till I’m grey 
Watching snakes in my face 
I terminate Medusa
Turn this bitch into my hoe 
Watch me demonstrate
Until my bones decay 
I rest the blade right near your soul 


Death is what we run from 
Ain’t no dodgin redrum 
Duckin when I pull up 
Blacking out like phantom 

Death is what we run from 
Ain’t no dodgin redrum 
Duckin when I pull up 
Yeah pull up
Yeah say sum

Death is what we run from 
Ain’t no dodgin redrum 
Duckin when I pull up 
Yeah blacking out like phantom 
(You bitch)

Bitch I rip it from your dome 
Heavens gate will await 
You might make it 
As above so below 
I conquer every option 
Man I’m fuckin gone 
Get gone heads blown 
I’ll rest in shade 
I stay in my own lane
Now bite the chrome 

((Bitch I rip it from your dome
Bitch I rip it I rip it
Bitch I rip it from your dome))

DODGIN REDRUM

((((((( LYRICS ))))))
VERSE I

Pull the hammer back
And watch the lead scatter 
All yo brain matters 
I ain’t playin with you busters
I ain’t doing better.
Pull up all in black 
Watch these fuckers suffer
Hangin like a rack 
I’m just playin what the fuck! 

See me riding through yo city 
Promise this won’t end so pretty
Hot boy I bring the heaty 
Who the fuck is on the spot 
59* playin in the fuckin chidi 
When I pull up to yo block 
Fuck yo clique now hit the rocks 
Hit the switch we make it rough 
Split your wig 
pockets full of hollow tips 
In the mix 
Roll the dice it’s triple 6 ho
I see the devil aiming at yo throat
Demons underground 
Better not make a sound 
I can feel my soul float 
I can keep it froze 
Like the fucking snow globe 
Speak my mind and paid the price 
Best believe and that’s for sure ho 
You got the nine?
Let it shine until it blows 
Do you really wanna die ho?

VERSE II

I be that motherfucker with a plan 
Put that money in my hand
Wood grain grippin 
Now I got it against my head bitch 
Straight from the mud 
Yeah I wish a buster would 
Oh shit It’s the mothafuckin fiend 
Turning all yo hates to dreams 
Simple mother lover
Never could understood
If you know what I mean 
Yeah right holding real tight 
Hell drops got the red dot 
In the night on the creep 
Watch you bite on the steam 
Yeah right holding real tight 
Hell drops got the red dot 
In the night on the creep

IT IS WHAT IT IS, JUST STAY ALIVE

LYRICS

Verse I
Painting the surface so grey 
Flaming the haters today 
Pressing the gas no breaks 
$limmy the ghost? Okay

Running up all my time like a race 
Probably Im the outcast 
Of the small place
Wicked don’t sleep
Just reap we just may 
Reigning like a plague 
Non slip hydroplane 
Hate on my wave 
But you know I bring the sting
Switch up the flow
But you noticed my flame
Switch up the flow
Just like my blade 

CHORUS 
Running up all of my time like a race
Probably in the outcast of a small place 
Wicked don’t sleep just reap 
We just may
Reigning like a plague 
Nonslip hydroplane 

Verse II
Looking up to heaven 
While I lay down on concrete 
No need for discussion
I’m too dead to you like zombie 
Black suede draped down 
From head to toe stay far from me 
To damn tired of this bull shit 
That’s commonly 
Ain’t my time call me insane 
Now fuck off me

NO SLEEP FOR THE WICKED

KICKIN IT WITH HADES PT 2(FEAT BADEN)

TRACK #2 “STRAWBERRY KREAM”
PRODUCED BY SPHYNX
FEATURING
ILLUSIONLUNA
WYNTER
KUSHKOSTA

APPLE MUSIC - https://music.apple.com/us/album/strawberry-kream/1772361262?i=1772361264

SPOTIFY - https://open.spotify.com/track/1ykd155OO71wwWBQCIx4mr?si=_3hknszqT3-fZqn8mW_u0Q

LYRICS

ILLUSIONLUNA

Watch how you talk when you talking to me 
Load up the choppa and take out ya team 
He want a feature he gon pay the fee 
He big goofy mothafucka wannabe 
Madhouse the set bullet holes in yo tee
Close off yo casket you split into three 
No ben n jerrys i get to the
N no ben n jerrys i get to the cream
Strawberry diamond my neck start to gleam
Straw strawberry diamond my neck start to gleam

KUSHKOSTA

Cruisin down the street grippin on my fuckin 45
Ima aim it at yo skull and leave yo shirt tye dyed
Trigga finga itchin ima leave ya fucking ma crying
Madhouse what im reppin and my niggas always down to ride
Load the smith n wesson
Boy you better get to stepping
Cause my niggas fucking reckless and we smoking out in Texas hoe
Blowing dank
Nigga all I smoke is dank
Errday, trynna fwm ima have to go and catch a case
Kosta mane yunno all I slang is dank
Trippin off these shroomies mane i think im bouta go insane
Trynna pop some xannys I ain’t trynna feel my fucking face
Shawty pop a xanny all she trynna do is gimmie face
That bitch say she love me but I know that bitch is playing games
I don’t wanna fuck cause all I’m worried bout my fucking cake hoe

WYNTER

Better open yo safe or ill aim yo face
Madhouse da gang
Don’t you try its a waste you gone make me 
insane imma create a case
She passed me the blunt hit it once it was 
laced
Heart made of chrome im alone in way 
I’m in yo home wit yo dome on display
Jumped out the zone
Call my phone hate to say but i 
rolled me a bone skeleton 
Who gone pray
Huh
I got 99 problems and a bitch is 
one
I tried to pick em like my colors I probably been switched up
Won’t get a dime outta me unless you 
picked it up
He tried to dry snitch on me them niggas
zipped him up

817MADHOUSE - STRAWBERRY KREAM (PROD. SPHYNX)

Bitch im flexed up 
Gotta get the money 
Got my check up
I got the sauce 
They can’t catch up 
I got the sauce 
They can’t catch up 

Talking all that shit 
Pussyboy get your weight up
Big ballin im getting chips 
Fly as fuck these bustas talking  
They hating this 
Cold playa shit 
Bitch you know im one 
I don’t give a fuck 
Bust boy what you want son

Hatin on my name 
While I paper chase 
These mothafuckas 
Talking shit 
What the fuck you say 
Can’t say it mf 
Keep it in yo ass
Sick of all these bustas 
Talking shit 
You ain’t getting bread 

Big ballin
And that money 
Gon keep callin
All these fuckboys 
Keep on talking 
Do we really have a problem 
Tell me how is you gon solve it 
You gon end up with no wallet 
Talking guns I got a rocket 
Not gta pull it out my pocket 

But you won’t 

Couple hoes in my phone 
Yeah that bitch Sandy cheeks 
The way she gimme some some 
These mothafuckas going out broke 
Yall the same lames who talk shit 
Bitch I already know 

That they gonna playa hate
While a playa making bank 
Getting to that bread 
Bitch I ain’t worried about no skank
Yea I always been up late
Grinding bitch I gotta stay
All up on my grind 
Bitch you know im tryna be great 

Have steak on my plate 
Bitch you know what it is 
Bitch you know a playa 
Gonna worry about his business 
Stand up on that shit 
I ain’t really trippin 
All these bitches come and go 
Bitch you know what is
Flexed up 
Bitch you know i gotta the bread 
They really trippin with these bitches 
Bitch you know what they said 
Behind your back 
Now you never know 
So you gotta get through 
On your own until your gon so

AIN’T NO THANG PROD BXXGIEMANE

ITS OVER! (prod. idontworry)

"No Slack"
Featuring @jgrxxn
Produced by @thephonkshop and @jgrxxn

NO SLACK (ft. JGRXXN) (prod. by Mr. Sisco and JGRXXN)

(co produced w/Timmy Holiday)

(LIN)
i need to be this way 
i know its not okay 
but i know 
that i won’t ever feel the same 
i need to feel this way 
it always numbs the pain
it won’t go 
I’m too cold i won’t ever change
I’ve been out of it for way too long 
tryna write a song
feeling like i can’t breath but i gotta move along
started BC back in 2016 
now I’m 22 feeling like i miss the old me
feeling like i miss SVDI whipping past 100
now Its just me like all of a sudden 
with my friends I’m front’n 
only a hand full of people that i fuck with 
every one else in my life can go and eat a fucken dick 
i don’t give a fuck 
sluts wanna suck dick 
and I’ve emptied out a couple guts in my life but i don’t cuff shit 
I’ve had enough 
of all of you fucks 
fuck you all ill grab my blade and slit my wrist i wanna get out bitch 
I’m tryna feel 
anything please 
all these people that surround me give a fuck if they all cease to breathe 
she hung by noose
got her face blue 
if i don’t love my self what makes you think that ill give a shit boo 
god told me, you’ll never have the life you seek 
a deep abyss so bleak 
ill try again some week
when i die don’t cry
the thought of death it makes me feel alive
i could always try to live and thrive 
but i don’t think i have enough time 
motherfuckers know that
i hate all of you pests 
ending you or i makes me content 
you should see the world for what it is
harvesting these people who are just full of shit
so make sure that 
(all of these lies 
i can always fuck my mind 
let me claim what should be mine
my demise it does entice
i can always rid my time 
and my tongue it rips through lines 
but my head will break my spine
im tryna die)
([god told me, you’ll never have the life you seek 
a deep abyss so bleak 
ill try again some week])

(SVDI)
know I’ve done this for a while
Ain’t it wild
Ain’t it foul
I’m smoking loud
It keep me down
Clock keep going round and round
Don’t want to be stuck here right now
I gotta find my way up out
This fucking place
Dig out this grave
And dust my self off
Off off again
Been here before
I just went down
Even some more
Don’t wanna be this way no more
Popping some more
Smoking some more
Don’t you visit me
I don’t want no eyes on me
I sit here silently
Cause I don’t want no eyes on me
I don’t like attention much
I just sit here and smoke my blunt
Don’t you look or touch
If I wanna bust a nut
I’ll hit you up
But I’ll never wife a slut
Cunt
Rancid bitch
Me, I have no faith in shit
I love to watch the razor split
Up and down her writs
Sluts can rest in piss
Drank a bottle: 5th
Body is numb, cold as the knife I am with

(LIN)
i wanna feel what i felt back then 
forsake these black thoughts only death in my head 
i don’t really wanna die but I’m getting sick of life 
some try to dismiss everything i said i lack a friend 
don’t try to change a single thing about me 
greed 
meets my only reason for fucking breathing 
i won’t ever fucking love you 
no
I’m not as good as you fuck no I’m better than you
cutting her neck with these fucks i reduce you
i need to be this way
i know its not okay 
but i know 
that i won’t ever feel the same 
i need to feel this way 
it always numbs the pain
it won’t go 
I’m too cold i won’t ever change

STARING AT THE CLOCK

ETHER3