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OCTOCOCK PT. 3 [Prod. @Snowballbeats_]

Case Study

Traps Higher

(Producer-Dead Retire) 
Here’s a new track for yall! Much love ❤️‍🔥
Lyrics:

Feelin’ so high I’m goin’ up like an elevator,
Touchin’ the sky, I’m lookin’ like a flyin’ alligator. X2
Feelin’ so high I’m ascendin’ through the vapor,
Shadow in the sky, silhouette with no savior,
Drippin’ black venom, cold blood in my nature,
Eyes glow red like the reaper’s translator.

Creepin’ through the night with the echo gettin’ greater,
Whispers in my head cuttin deep like a fuckin razor,
Spirit levitatin’, I’m the cosmic desecrator,
Sinking into the void, you can’t escape from the danger.

Phantom in the mist, no light, no prayer,
Chains on my soul, draggin me down, no air,
Dreams turn to ash in the pitch-black lair,
Grin of the beast while I sit and just stare.

Eternal ascent but I’m trapped in descent,
Mind full of chaos, bitch my braincells bent,

Elevator risin’ I’m crowned’ from the torment /
Carved in the dark where the devil is dormant /
Serpents are hissing they whisper the omen /
Blood in my vision it drip in slow motion /

Phantoms surroundin’ I drown in corrosion /
Chains on my soul and they tighten, they frozen /
Demons keep draggin’ me deeper, erodin’ /

Candles be flickerin’ shadows be chucklin’ /
Words of the wicked they constantly spoken /
Hexes unravel, the ritual’s open /
Spirit is broken, my essence is stolen /

Grave of the angels, I step in, unholy /
Blade in my palm and it glistenin’ slowly /
Draggin’ the light into caverns below me /
Voices keep chantin’ they never let go of me. No they neva letting go of me

SubconsciousExpressionOfSelfdirectedAnger(Prod-Dead Retire)

lyrics:
verse 1:
i didn't know it'd end this bad
didn't know you carried ink sacs
tentacles with flapper valves
breathe some air then slip right back

snake-tongued, you're born to deceive
steal my plate and lick it clean
constantly lovebombing me
like, i know better, darling please

you're a rooster, i'm a bat
black and white, two different halves
still, thought i'd give us a chance
i mean, i know i'm an ignorant man

called me up at night everyday
for a while, anyway
then pulled up some shitty excuse
slither off in someone else’s noose

verse 2:
i kept your name under my tongue
burnt the taste but not the lung
every call a loaded gun
cocked it back, then said you’re done

you move slick, a phantom limb
cut me deep but said you’d swim
drank my calm, then filled to brim
with your guilt disguised as whim

you said “baby, just relax”
then you twisted all the facts
made me question how to act
'til i cracked beneath the act

told my friends you cared a lot
but they knew the game you brought
you just needed what i got
now i’m sober, you’re a shot

you said you’d changed, i bought the lie
silver tongue and serpent eyes
called it fate, i called it vice
kissed me once, then rolled the dice

fed me dreams with broken stems
half a truth in every text
played the saint, then played your ex
left me ghosted, half perplexed

took my flaws, you wore them thin
painted halos over sin
said you’d die before you’d quit
guess that coffin never fit

now i see the fingerprints
every word was counterfeit
you just crave the dissonance
it’s not love, it’s limerence

limerence (prod. autrioly)

Producer- Dead Retire. 
Lyrics:
To late busta I guess it’s time you kiss the ground 
swinging around my Louisville slugger you don’t hear a sound 
creeping  through the shadows in the alley running through your town 
neva should’ve tested me it’s time you catch a fucking round 

hey batter batter swing knocked his head of his neck clean 
now it’s time to scalp yo ass looking just like mr clean 
got your fingers chopped up in my soup looking like butter beans grabbing the machete cut this motherfucker while I sing 

You better keep on running cause I’m coming now
blasting through your speakers with that thunder sound underground bitch I’m hunting now, 
bloodhound with 100 rounds, drum it down I don’t make a sound 
vibe too manic, satanic, panoramic, I vanish then reappear volcanic,
static in the attic when I’m wreakin’ havoc — automatic when the beat go manic. aim for the brain when I reign. propane flame through the lane, leave the remains out in the rain, I’m the king of pain.

bitch I’m a phantom, tangent anthem, random pattern slashin tantrum,
catch me laughin’ while I’m snappin’ back to black that’s my expansion. split dimension, no redemption, death’s extension, cold ascension,
I’m the engine, burnin tension, god’s invention, my dissension. I don’t give a fuck about an honorable mention 
Ima make sure that I fuck up my whole reputation turnin’ heads like detonation, pure devastation. mind like a glitch in divine automation.
Walkin out through the fire, no incantation,
turning my pain to art, that’s what I call reincarnation. Shadow in the mirror, fuck the whole nation
I was born from the void, pure aberration.

Too late busta- (prod-Dead Retire)

happy halloween!!!! sorry for disappearing so much!!!! like a scary ghost!!
follow me at instagram.com/homestuck to keep up with my upcoming releases
& thank you all for everything
:~)

produced by @draf2k
cover photo taken by jude ♡

lyrics:

you caught me in a web that you wove from
eye rolls and legs done in lotion
that stir slow in the bed like a cauldron
and turn turmoil to the bubble-toil, boil of a love potion

stones set in silver to set in stone your devotion
labyrinthine eyes, navidson formlessness
at home, the utmost closeness, poems and ornaments
blue mums sprung from plum dirt in uncertain coordinates

holy ghost of the golden pothos' leaves
souls' exteriors shed, roly-polies in molt, come close to me
oh, my sweet null-set pet whose lights glow aubergine
can i please join you for groceries?

can we stroll each aisle oafishly, at funeral pace?
melodramatic reminiscence on our stupid mistakes?
paint each other in cubist brushstrokes 'til blue in the face?
you make even a dying world into a beautiful place

you caught me in a web that you wove from
eye rolls and legs done in lotion
that stir slow in the bed like a cauldron
and turn turmoil to the bubble-toil, boil of a love potion

love potion (prod. draf)

Jesus Saves (ft. Solis) [prod. Yami’s Sin]

Here’s a new one for yall! 
Produced by @dr.fproduction6529
Lyrics:

No deep message, no hero, no purpose,
I rap like mold growin under church curtains.
Beat so dirty make floorboards nervous,
my flow be pullin spirits up 
scratchin at the surface. 

Eyes wide, pupils lookin like they cut with adrenaline,
grip on the bag, veins tense like a veteran.
Nobody clean everybody got a skeleton,
spit grime makin the whole block go  reverend. 
Talk shit get hit with a sick smile 
I don’t give a motherfuck bitch I love to act vile 
one wrong step yo face meeting tile 
leavin a bloodstained graffiti mark northwest style 

all black fit eyes cold reptile mind long gone haven’t felt right in a while 
when the killings over clean it up with a shamwow 
stepping back slick vanish quick like a fuckin blackout 

Step back, rewind yeah this a fuckin classic,
DJ spin the heat, blowin the roof off bombastic. 
vibe too wild got the whole room goin spastic.
Hands to the ceiling if you feelin’ like a bastard,

Cash in the duffle with the zip-ties snappin
masked up villains in the back door laughin
Beat still knockin while the plot keep stackin crime scene grove with the disco lights flashing
(THERE IS NO LIFE WITHOUT DEATH)

Nothings Real (demo)

solis

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