ICHABOD

*Produced by yysvv33t*

Knife fight, flicker light, leave a man traumatized, you and I gonna die, murder to be normalized, skin tight, pale white, seein red hypnotize, improvise, visualize, bodies just to symbolize

Rubber skin, count a sin, pick a few up to 10, jot em down grab a pen, never calm anti zen, men in mask, who be them?, break it down say it when, break it down to the chem, break em down found a gem

That bitch pushin my spacebar, got treasures on my radar, distorted like a guitar, skidding up yo block like streetcar

Bitch please, best be on yo knees, what you do with a lock when you got no keys?, Stop breathing my air lemme feel my breeze, my bitch like Nora cause I’m cold like Freeze

I’m the darkness up in yo system, unknown where a-bouts I came from, follow paths I left by bread crumbs, watch ya life flash by like reruns

I’m the son of anger, all emitting danger, I offend your god and then defy the nature, hair like a razor, cutting through like laser, nuke and form a crater, I’m just you but greater

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PRODUCED BY LORENZO
ART BY @YOUNGNAUSEOUS
https://soundcloud.com/tjronthebeat

HAMMER HEAD

HAMMER HEAD (FT. T.J.R) (PROD. LORENZO)

AGENT ORANGE

triplesixdelete - https://www.youtube.com/@triplesixdelete

LYRICS -

I’m still a cyber punk 
Eyes shut when I’m hyper UGH 
Cry blood when my eyes are fucked 
Die slow when my time is up 
Fuck flows when TIRED STOMP FOES WITH MY RICKS 
FUCK THOSE WHO TALK SHIT 
BLOCK HITS WITH MY FACE AND CRACK SKULLS WITH MY FISTS
IM BACK UP ON MY SHIT

SAID THAT NOS WENT AND QUIT ON US
STOP YOUR SHIT PLEASE 
YOU CAN SUCK MY DICK IF YOU TALKING LIKE YOU MISSED ME 
7 ADDERALL UP IN MY POCKET AND IM PISSED CREEPS 
ALL UP IN THE SCENE AND I CAME BACK SO I CAN FIX THINGS

CYBERNETIC IMPLANTS IN MY FISTS 
HOW AM I STILL LIVING 
THEY PUT FIFTY STITCHES IN MY LIPS 
AND IM STILL FUCKING LIPPING 
OFF ABOUT IT BITCHES WANTING COVERED IN MY PISS
AND IM RUNNING FROM THE PIGS IM FUCKED FROM HUFFING WHAT I DID

MONOLITHIC 
NOT AN ORANGE TIP ON WHAT I CARRY 
GOT A BLACK SUIT ON JOHN WICK NOT HARRY 
ASK ME IF IVE CHANGED MUCH FUCK!!
NOT VERY 
BUT MAKE SURE YALL GOT ONE THING STRAIGHT
FUCK EVERYTHING

I’m still a cyber punk 
Eyes shut when I’m hyper UGH 
Cry blood when my eyes are fucked 
Die slow when my time is up 
Fuck flows when TIRED STOMP FOES WITH MY RICKS 
FUCK THOSE WHO TALK SHIT 
BLOCK HITS WITH MY FACE AND CRACK SKULLS WITH MY FISTS
IM BACK UP ON MY SHIT

CYBERPUNK! (prod. TRIPLESIXDELETE)

ANOTHER NO MELODY BECAUSE I LIKE RAPPING (prod. 52FLVTT)

PROD: Craiggussi (@craiggussi)
MIX: Nyhtmare (@666mare)
ART: PUPPYBREATH (@puppybreathmusic)

ORANGES DROPPING FROM THE BRANCHES
SCORCHING HEAT IS NOW EXPANDING
LEVEL DOWN SURROUNDING ACRES
BUSHES BOW AT WHAT INVADES ME
SQUEAKING LIKE A CHURCH MOUSE
STARVING FOR A CUT OF CHEDDAR
I CANNOT HOLD UP MY END
OF YOUR UNEQUAL COVENANT

SPRAY THE MIST THAT SHROUDS THE VISION
TO REROUTE THE MISPLACED ANGER
BUT THEY NEVER SEE WHAT'S AFTER
BURNING ALL THE COMING CHAPTERS
TO REWRITE WHAT SERVES THEIR VISION
SLAUGHTERING THE LAST KNOWN WITNESS
I COULD NEVER FORGET THIS
BRAND YOUR MARK UPON MY HYDE

PEDOPHILES ARE WEARING VESTMENTS
POISONING YOUR CHILDREN'S WATERS
PAINTED BUT THE ROT'S EXPANDING
BUT YOU FIND THE LOOK ENCHANTING 
HYMNALS BOUND WITH HAIR OF INNOCENT
BAPTISMALS ARE FILLED WITH ARROGANCE
LEAD AN EXODUS, NO PENTATEUCH
OR YOU'LL STAY AND SPIT THEIR SEMEN

I'M A DEMON
WHISPERING THE SECRETS THAT YOUR LORD COULD NEVER TELL YOU
THEY'RE OF VALUE
YOU ONLY CARE ABOUT WHAT PASTORS SAYS YOU SHOULD ATTACK
CARRY ALTARS ON YOUR BACK TO KEEP YOUR POSTURE BENT AND FUSED
SO PERPETUALLY IN A STANCE TO BEG FOR MERCY IN HIS GLANCE
REACHING OUT HIS FILTHY HANDS TO LAP THE WATER OUT HIS PALMS

YOU LICK THE DROPLETS FROM HIS SKIN FOR THE SALT
HE WILL SCRATCH OUT THE PROVERB OF WHAT SHOWS HE'S FORGOTTEN THE PEOPLE BENEATH HIM ARE WHAT HOLDS HIM TOGETHER
IT'S A HIVEMIND OF HATRED AND THEY'RE SPREADING THE MESSAGE
THAT THE POLLEN'S THEIRS AND THERE'S NO SWEETER NECTAR
AND OBTAINING ALL THAT'S LEFT IS WHAT THEIR GOD REALLY DESIRES

LAST KNOWN WITNESS (prod. Craiggussi)

EXPLODING(BONEGUS)

ART BY @TNTSLINKY

LYRICS: 

Can’t believe nothing out the mouth of these niggas 

Everything you do and say  surrounding picture

Image went stale tryna get it out the frame 

You eat yo burger  plain 

I’m eating still the same 

Need some more fiber got my gut Health in pain

Got ‘em leaking out the meat  

The grease ain’t worth the stain 

The sandwich full of knowledge 

But to make it 

ain’t worth the wait 

When they be around I gotta put the work away

They hate clowns but they out here  playing  circus games  

They want a show I let ‘em know that’s it’s underway 
 
No face paint no silly shoes 
It’s just me 

You don’t even got the ball playing keep away  

Niggas soft just know I’m wearing green on  tee today 

Fat mouths would rather have it 
They don’t eat the cake 

Real Easy to wear my shoes it  don’t need a lace 

I got that vsauce 

first off my name tj 

Pen game worked on  

Fuck what he say 

Cause when I post 
A niggas auction off like eBay 

(I hate this song low key but imma drop it anyways fuck it we ball I guess)

(SAMPLED THE VSAUCE THEME FOR THE BEAT ITS CHOPPED AND STRETCHED )


[BLUNT RAP SOON... STAY TUNED]

V SAUCE (PROD. T.J.R)

ARTWORK BY H8TRED ASWELL @hatredtowardshumanity
ART ACCOUNT ON IG: @andrew.vis GO BUY SOME SHIT
LYRICS: https://genius.com/Phoz-rib-shears-feat-h8tred-lyrics

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