heh
ehehe

Lyrics:
twin glocks
double drops
don't run
less it the cops
fuck ops
smoke darts
till charcoal in my heart
turn my
life into dice
i slice till poltergeist
die divide into sky
then fight the fucking light      

twin glocks
double drops
don't run
less it the cops
fuck ops
smoke darts
till charcoal in my heart
turn my
life into dice
i slice till poltergeist
die divide into sky
then fight the fucking light    

in the two seater
with a repeater

your girl want me 
she be over like a visa

an im no reaper
i gotta feed her

dick her down 
then i gone stuff her like burrita

mamacita
you give me fever
too hot
have to fuck her on the beamer

drink a litre
smoking reafer
holy fuck the way she drop
might be a keeper

i'ma runnit 
gettin top in my adidas

if you fronting
you'll get shot up like it fifa

carpet fresh
but you bet i'll call the cleaners

he pray to god
I turned that bitch to a beleiver

twin glocks
double drops
don't run
less it the cops
fuck ops
smoke darts
till charcoal in my heart
turn my
life into dice
i slice till poltergeist
die divide into sky
then fight the fucking light    

twin glocks
double drops
don't run
less it the cops
fuck ops
smoke darts
till charcoal in my heart
turn my
life into dice
i slice till poltergeist
die divide into sky
then fight the fucking light

Poltergeist

Poltergeist (prod. Shneaky)

WE BACK MFER AN WE AINT LEAVIN

lyrics:
if you sinnin with my breed
know i'm gone attack
teeth white with chlorine
they aint coming back

people take what they need
i dont gotta track
if you sinnin with my breed
know i'm gone attack
teeth white with chlorine
they aint coming back
i been dying just to breathe
like it cardiac

thats no homerun 
you go homerun
you aint no one
i'm that shogun
im what come out
when your girl throw up
fuckin own up
you don't own none
cope aloner
in my zone i
feel the soma
nagato i
meet the quota
fuck a donor
got that rona
still be over
yuh

don't talk
like you know us 
you make me
fucking throw up
i know you tried
to fold us
to red an blue
controllers
like this gone be my glow up
yea bitch come hear the chorus
like fruit we teleporter
you blink an never saw us
yea

fuck that bitch 
i faunicate 
decay
then stack a plate
case the place
incase a chase
i fade in to the fae
keep your collar
close like most
you gone domesticate
i dont my need my throat
at all let go

catch you at the fountain
thats a call out
inferno where we gone ball out
fallout radiate the call round
spew fire like im a core hound

get up
rush it like it zerg
your face 
toward the curb 

THEN I STOMP STOMP STOMP
KOOPER BITCH GONE GET MY BOOT LICKED
RUN RUN RUN
thought you love that physical shit
DONE DONE DONE
said right now you better prove it

deadly wit the fendi
designer I made it messy
kept it petty when im ready
their pack gone pass to confetti
bitch im betting fuck attending
to anything that you send me
semi german with the steiner
katana if you get near me
turn to surgeon i'll be certain
to purpose your organ fairly
get it steady cut the belly
then sell it off to the deli like

take what you  need
i dont gotta track
if you sinnin with my breed
know i'm gone attack
teeth white with chlorine
they aint coming back
i been dying just to breathe
like it cardiac

people take what they need
i dont gotta track
if you sinnin with my breed
know i'm gone attack
teeth white with chlorine
they aint coming back
i been dying just to breathe
like it cardiac


yea 
i been dying just to breathe
know my life like my disease
cauterize until i freeze like yuh   

i been dying just to breathe
know my life like my disease
cauterize until i freeze like

Cardiac

CARDIAC (prod. DIMEBAGGIE)

Cigarettes and heat boy

Lyrics:
cigarettes and heat
i got what they need
drop it like it beef
rollin out the quey
turn into to a beast
living through my beats
vilfify my dreams
they can't find a lie to peice
past their shit i see
cola with the ice
bodies left to freeze
roll up lookin nice
poisoned chemically
choice apothecry
nevered wanted light
lines are all i need

mm killa
coming back
i gone make it raw
hunnids stack
mm killa
gone attack
silent in the car
gun it rack

homless left to scrap
for days they never had
doulbe dice
heavy dash
till consious
on the dash

i been
roaming
wanna spazz
two shots into
my past
those rocks
i got attatched
intoxed they talkin bad
yuh

you see me
you see me
i know what the truth is
all you spit is useless

yea you see 
you see me 
how i hold them clueless
biting but they tootheless


i just slide through the wastes that i find
hear it coming like a fire 
ash an ember on my eyes  aye

i just climb through the days so divine
killa feeding on they hide
know my death is they design 

i just slide through the waste that i find
i'll be hunting with the dire
while they enter on a dime aye

i don't mind passing bodies passing time
i'ma devil i'ma die
i'ma fill up on the rise aye

In Shadows We Wait

In Shadows We Wait (prod. Trulife)

WE BACK AND WE TAKING HEADS SON


________________________________________


FACELESS 1-7 SOCIALS

Spotify -
https://open.spotify.com/artist/4G8px...

Youtube -
https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCeGK...

Soundcloud -
https://soundcloud.com/faceless1-7

Instagram -
https://www.instagram.com/faceless1_7/


PROMPTO SOCIALS

Spotify -
https://open.spotify.com/artist/55l8X...

Youtube -
https://www.youtube.com/c/Promptomusic

Soundcloud -
https://soundcloud.com/promptomusic

Instagram -
https://www.instagram.com/promptomusic/

ARYEL SOCIALS

Youtube -
https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCQnx...

Soundcloud - 
https://soundcloud.com/prodaryel

Instagram -
https://www.instagram.com/aryelthemer...


_____________________ LYRICS __________________


FACELESS 1-7 ///


*damn turn that beat up* 


racks on racks on racks on racks on racks on racks on me


fucked yo bitch she callin out she said she want it deep


racks on racks on racks on racks on racks on racks on me


I dont give a fuck about your energy


torment is infinite
I wish that I was aborted
my ma could afford it


light up with the syndicate 
then get my b she contorted
her feet into orbit
      
i'll fuck on the internet
gone get your girl to record it
my nut on her forehead


im sad but she into it 
you all the same lika a synonym
huh
yuh


racks on racks on racks on racks on racks on racks on me
I gone bring the ruckus got my focus on the fee
seeing out the black we staying strapped up to the teeth
if you gone take it further leave you murdered on the street


buried underneath 6ft concrete
old mate with the ski like c'est la vie
that girls pussy taste like made lychee
i'ma get my breath wet sweet like tea
my seed
compressed between them cheeks
thats g
got them buns for fun
she like a cream pastry
an I ain't done till sun
done did a 360
said i ain't run from nun
yea i ain't run from




rip that clip
with a fucked up face
ima take that ace
triple drop all day
light split my vein
till it fit my brain
tip n slice low fate
so I slide so fake
like
get no weight
don't get in my way
I been cutting my demons
till breathing my hate


upping my eden deleting the pain
but pain is my purpose deserve it
it fate




PROMPTO ///


Racks on racks I get provisions Kodak black got tunnel vision 7 sixes Ben Simmons rookie shit no definition amateur you beg to listen open ears with no intentions shed your tears you act like children


Better back off get the fuck out my way
Grab a chainsaw cut em out of they place
No face no case I’m asserting my fate
Here’s your meal I’ve been serving up plates
No ripndip talk yo shit so quick I’m sick of it
Butter them lips so slick like gibberish look at my racks like dividends make you say da-da-dadada-damn


How does it feel knowing she is a fan
Making it clap like god damn
Bought a new jacket it came from Japan
Think that I made it I only began
I made it so apparent to inherit all my sentences My vision is impairing I’m transparent with my privilege

Rack That Shit

Rack That Shit ft. Prompto (prod. Aryel)

Wrong Place

prod. Venxm

LYRICS:
fuck the Louie v
I need some ketamine
I been in a ditch 
since I was 17
crystal with the rum
got ahead of me
pour the lights up
with the melody
memory
fucked
suicide love
every body cut
like the drugs an the hennesy
syrup fulla mud
club fulla rot
I'm a get fucked
don't stop till 
the energy 
sending me

blood 
cash
let it all stack
only found peace
when the night go black

soul full of heat
but the ice grow fast

mould on the beef
but I'm cold with the 
cold with the

blood 
cash
let it all stack
only count teeth
when the knife don't catch

froze in my weeks
but the hoe ass fat
known by the beast
I'm at home with it
home with it

pour
cigarette smoke on it
ro ro ro 
run it down choke on it
bout 6'4 
you ain't got a toe to it
diamond pistol
sending shots coasting it

anthrax in the pack
but I'm toking it

fan gas to the stash
yea we roasting it

yo man it's on sight
get the rope fitted

toe tags double dice
yea we roll with it

tab bags getting passed 
outta focus

twin locusts
masked by the potion

no slow shit
fire in the ocean

split the high
to find
my mental broken

blood 
cash
let it all stack
only found peace
when the night go black

soul full of heat
but the ice grow fast

mould on the beef
but I'm cold with the 
cold with the

blood 
cash
let it all stack
only count teeth
when the knife don't catch

froze in my weeks
but the hoe ass fat
known by the beast
I'm at home with it
home with it

Blood. Cash.

Hollow Tape 666

Sever My Regrets

reupload from CUT IT, BLEED IT, BREATHE IT.

Lyrics:

7 o'clock
I bust yo terrace
I don't care what you be wearing
got a weapon
that's intention
to puncture
your fuckin 
head in 
get him dazed

and you bet it
be fuckin ending
repent but this
clip extended
defend but the
message sent it
never came

fucking on the way bitch
I be on the same shit
happens every day shit ok

comedown just to play shit
bitch you never say shit
lock em in the basement evade

no chip on my ego
i got that egirl to deepthroat
she rollin up incognito
bitch im undead like getting brain

that bitch hot like cheeto
that drip all black call her Ito
i got that hit like a freethrow
bitch then i do it all again

2k on my whip
get up off my dick
i don't give a shit about you
boy is just jit
fuckin with the ops
he bound to come up through a ditch
come and take a pic
like

i said
2k on my whip
spin it like a 5th
running like the john
that gotta ticket now he dip 
rollin with the kit
pistol with the grip
know it like it is
i got a way

2k On The Whip (prod. gosha)

Dorohedorohe Drip

Red Rain

Angels Rest

I Ain't Never Met A Cigarette I Couldn't Smoke

Fresh Rust

Send Em Hate

Ashtray

I Don't Want To Stay

Monocarcass

Death Don't Wait For Me

SHIT I THOUGHT THEREFORE IM FORCED 
we back

Lyrics:

Deadboy
Deadboy
Deadboy
i got too much 
on my headboy
i'ma fuck your bitch 
to death boy
ain't a truth 
that i aint said boy

i'ma shoot it
make it lead boy
like that luger to my 
headboy
i aint supid
just pretend boy 
i ain't ruthless
till he step boy

i ain't
DEADBOY DEADBOY DEADBOY
shit i thought therefore im forced     
stack it active with the action
had to pause it for applause 

30 peiced up like a scar 
scarred meat first course
dirty needles turned to bars
and a seat slit in Dorsia 

got switches twitches 
indececions seizure warnings
on my visions 
seeding fawns
in doe remission
smoked through forrests
like foes turned incense


cold conviction
co devision
co dependant
sewn incision

stolen digits
bold addition
fucked up by yo
own attrition

over till her owner
visits

call me big moses the way im
boning till her colon
splitting 
hoe aint sittin 

what the fuck you say bitch
i just stare its on the sickness
faceless with the cadence
they don't care about the writtens 
just kill it kill it kill it kill it kill it killit 

Dead Boy

prod. Painhunter

COLD 

//
Lyrics - 


represent
faceless on my set

represent
faceless on my set

represent
faceless on my set

on my sesh shit

represent
faceless on my set


I got that mane like gucci
she got that meat wet sous-vide
head in a black suv
blowing that back like Houthi

stand on my stack like uzi
no hand but i go for the max that's goofy 
won't get attached don't fool me
boy i been droppin these mags don't push me

i make her pussy stretch like luffy
don't play me that bitch read like seuss
you want to trip step on my mood
that blade to his chest
play with my food

you don't got a breath that take
what i do
no bitch you a pest
pain what i pull

flow river i'm straight
stains on my suit
cold flushed but the
drugs laced in my food 

aye

stick that get it by 6
i shot like 4k get it by fall
she don't like new funds
metal my switch
i gotta step racks
don't get at my fault
taking my reap
gold set at my feet
falsetto my teeth
grind pure 24

don't settle my wrists
don't settle my piece
don't settle my bliss
don't settle my soul

i spoke to god and he wept
seen all the stripes on my tec
i suspect

i ain't got time to obsess
i do not sleep know i get
i what i set

measure my worth
by the hurt in my chest

the earth i invert
to convert those to death

measure my worth
by the dents in my vest

the last and the first
on my sermon i rep

shi

I got that mane like gucci
she got that meat wet sous-vide
head in a black suv
blowing that back like Houthi

stand on my stack like uzi
no hand but i go for the max that's goofy 
won't get attached don't fool me
boy i been droppin these mags don't push me

drop that op shit (shit)
folded seats (fall to see)
lookin empty whether
heavy where i been (where i been)
fuck yo options (shit)
what i seek (what i fiend)
in the blizzard
froze
waiting for my reach

(foe my peice for my)

its a dead world
bitch said
its a dead world

ice around my neck
cant replace
the blood i spent
i said

its a dead world
bitch said
its a dead world

Concealed Carry Caress

Iron sights cos I can't get no attachment

Lyrics:

always taking damage
hp low i need a pickup package
never not been banished
night so cold i got frostbite but i manage

can you imagine all the things that i been passing
iron sights cos i cant get no attachment
doing action for the magic in my cabin
lifeline i don't think i got the rations

too stick through
unplug the ps2
time travel to the wake
when i take what i knew
was coming
we bumping
too hollow
we stumbling
the dungeon
is nothing
just follow
the rumbling

thought i off the bars
but i think i dropped again
now my vision throwing stars
like i be a shuriken 

i keep seeing things in the ice
that i don't wanna look at
frozen for some years never right
losing fragments that i took back new track

who that
i'm an edible
consumed in my room
with the chemicals

true that
never legible
i got blooms going though
when i'm skeletal

i be down in the grave
i got no life to save
crypt mist when i spit
catacombs in my brain

I be stuck in the wave
corrosion lay me to waste
exist with a list
a shit that numbing the pain

electro shock i'm a stop it when i see
the usb full of the shit that i delete
no past no present no future no feed
florescent with my sentence
don't you make me repeat

lay me down
i'm a feed the weeds
ash in my sound
i'll be gone with the breeze

Digital Snow

Digital Snow (prod. CRCL)

The blood in my veins always feels like static.

Lyrics:
light cannot reach me
what the fuck you got to teach me
i'll move so fast you can't see me
always been part of the scenery

you know i'm loving the greenery
i got epiphany hitting me differently
distance me from their distillery
pissed at me frequently cos i can't
be what they need from me

dead in my grave
blood in my veins
feeling like static i vanish
in days
call me Houdini
they see me at first
then i converge
an desert in a cave
not getting payed
off a them plays
but i got brothers that keep me awake
know they gone get everything that i take
i got respect for the real not the fake
yea

i got respect for the real not the fake
You get me high like the drugs in my veins

stay quiet stay quiet don't ruin it now
stay quiet stay quiet

YA'LL SPEAKING TO THE WRONG FACE

stay quiet silence the height of my night
i live my life out the light
confined a flight observing my purpose
its all by design

not fucking with the checks less they coming for free
i got Eden in my head but i'm stuck on my feet
why the fuck you interject when they talking bout me
i'm the virus in your meds i'm the fire to flee bitch

I been hitting fire for weeks
but i bury all my demons i on't
let em release
plug that leak we don't speak bout the mp3's
i hear the creak of them floorboards they tempting me

I'ma turn the nights to days
all the highs to ways
cos i can't take it no more
then we gone slide the k's like a tidal wave
while we smoking out the 4 door

Static Grey Is The Light

Static Grey Is The Light (prod. CRCL)

Would you understand.

Lyrics:
do the same damn shit every single day
grinding for a mansion working for the pay
still getting fucked up still gotta smoke
still a fucking dropkick still a fucking joke

i'ma do a line for every line that i wrote
thinking about your thoughts get tangled like a rope
would we ever makeup break up fake love
i can't see no savior we were made of bad blood

bring it back
i don't think you want it back
off a stack
plotting for a Pontiac
i'm a different man
don't know if you'd understand
would you understand

i been loving nights in the shadows
do you got a light for my bacco
burning my skin so i can see
scorching my heart till i break free

i've been living life like an asshole
Only feeling right on the back roads
i don't think i ever go back home
i been going through it like a black hole        

i been loving nights in the shadows
do you got a light for my bacco
burning my skin so i can see
scorching my heart till i break free

i've been living life like an asshole
Only feeling right on the back roads
i don't think i ever go back home
i been going through it like a black hole  

heaven sent my body but hell broke my heart
i'm boutta use a shotty turn this wall to art
they see me like the sky scraper you lived in
cos we measured by our flaws so i count my wrist

Living Life Like An Asshole

Living Life Like An Asshole (prod. CRCL)

Terra-byte a Terra

Lyrics:

download my conscious it can't sit up ill in my brain
i see them watching they plotting up ill on my name
this shit be nonsense got no cents dollars or the k
i get my profits abolished sleeping the rain 

They keep me callous fuck out my palace out my lane
switching my list up till they got mist up in they veins
said picture my system delete my shit like every day 
I will not miss em i can't relate we ain't the same 

my lungs can't breathe round you
got no trust on higher views
keep that dirt up in my sleeves
tangled sheets and lsd
broke my screen it staying blue
static stabbing in my view
making bread to break your being
i stay fed on guillotines

paint it black while i od
strapped full of chemicals
passed the cemetery 
now i'm back ephemeral
addict with leaves
in the trees where i stay
we just casualties 
left my keys in the gate said

pessimist distance me from everything
(yea aye no way)
masochist slits his wrist and its heavenly
(no light on snow days)

Download My Conscious (prod. BLEAK BEATS)

rip my bread cunt.

Lyrics:

~ uhh i made a sandwhich today, and just when I finished making it, I took a big bite and then I saw mold on the bread and now i'm mad ~


been sober bout 7 days
now i cant levitate
fuck out my space 
sacrifice you to 
great Lavey
bleed while i meditate
seek an i elevate
head to the ceiling they sealing
my energy
try
that shit gone make you my enemy
dog with no bite i gone snort you like ketamine
lines
kill you like beetle no let it be
70 seconds that you get alive

the drip i be copping
on trip and not stopping
i thinking bout robbing a bank
we sick Pathalogic
get pissed an psychotic
might empty the clip with a bang
we don't shoot blanks
they keep us in pain
i'm feeding them worms that be eating my brain
now i can't think
falling away
i'm gonna drop till they all know my name

aye long cash
wrist watch
i don't care whether
money talks
fuck school
fuck cops
work hard
nothing pays off
drug fuck
eat shit
love it when I hear the
beat hit
smoking what the reaper
leaving
tell that bitch to sink 
her teeth in

bitch i got high tops
with the black socks
drop a body
feel like black ops
clear a lobby 
know i hit the flask
i'm a rep shotty
with a broken mask
i'm a die slow
there no other way
sold my soul
to make another k
stepping muck and it gone eat you up
i keep on pushing luck until i puking weight

hit up her place
shoot up like columbine
dirty bitch she know that i got her
collar signed
sniffing bricks
slit my wrists now they cauterized
huffing mist
breathing hits and it
caught her eye
i'm in space
shooting stars in my retinas
coffee laced
pass a knife they dissecting us
hollow face
they gone find
that my elements eminent
metal and dirt
on my church
i'm the reverend
fuck

_-ERROR17-_
_-INVALID-_

SMOKING WHAT THE REAPER LEAVING (prod. VENXM)

pspspspspspspspsp thats the shit cats hear my boi they like wtf that shit how you do it why u do it tf you not meow'ing for tf you doin this shit ass snake impression is something wrong with you? then they shit on your rug cos they know you be wigging out its just how it fucking works man stay woke.

Lyrics:
blue screen black view
blue eyes white 
new feed tattooed
my mind high
cooties castles
we stay inside
who needs bad moods
i got mine

spinning through some crystal
keep it  clear we stay abyssal
diamonds dancing through my vision
my new mission to go pick em up
double up my focus hocus pocus 
spitting magic manic motions 
with my mixing cos i'm schizin 
on some killer mud

purple drank
got my body sank into the couch
speakers loud let the lyrics
that i write leave yo mouth
Aye
whatchu think
i don't get a thing from the clout
hit the cloud
up my tempo tempered metal
tempting blades out

blue screen black view
blue eyes white 
new feed tattooed
my mind high
cooties castles
we stay inside
who needs bad moods
i got mine

WHO NEEDS BAD MOODS
BE BUGGING ON THAT ASPHALT 
WANT BATH SALT DONT PASS ON 
A CHANCE TO BE LAST ONE
AWAKE WITH THAT MASK ON
LOVE IT WHEN WE KICK IT
HIT THE SAFE GET THE CASH GONE
DON'T NEED LESS I SNIFF IT
I'M A SAINT 

but we in corrupted times
let's get fucked up and waste away

Cooties/Castles (prod. gosha)

I just want some bali darts fr.

COVER ART - https://www.instagram.com/p9tience/
homies got some clean edits go show him some love^^^

Lyrics: 
(intro)
yea they keep fucking putting up dart prices and i'm fucking MAD and like what am i gonna do, not smoke them? Nah, that's not an option, this ain't an option in this household. My lungs are gonna be fucking coal whether they're FUCKING EXPENSIVE OR NOT, FUWARK.

(Actual lyrics lmao)
duffel bags of a sand 
bitch I don't know what your plan is
they don't understand
where they stand up on this planet
blood all on my hands
get that brick an taking damage
rubble ash an bands
stack em thick then make em vanish

yuh ghost
lost on the coast
keep that smoke
bout 7/24
folks
never know what
i know
they gone forward
like it free for the notes
roast
walking the with feet on the coal
burning my skin never bother me though
learning my sin while walk round the rope
yea tight with my grip but i might let go

i don't see what i see
i just know so i don't like that
i'ma keep it icy till my snow
gone froze like ice caps
body bags on my shoulder
with Polaroid no toe tags
side effects of my nova
grow colder while my sight black
i don't care if you like me
i'm always on the nightstand
dropping tabs on the nightly 
not sober when i write back
sorry for my senses i been sensing
bad intentions
sentimental things just bring me hell
i'm colder cos it keeps me well


keep me well
stack the k
i don't sell uh

heathen fell
found the blaze
and he won't tell 

now we run
now we eat
now we swell 

like the waves
making caves
outta silt yuh

i don't got what you want
out my spot
they don't need what
you fiend fucking
stop 
stuck it up
this your fault
get yourself
for yourself
fucking dealt
what you got
you want more
cut it off

Cold Room Collateral (prod. Griesgrammar)

Stay dormant when needed
Till you rise undefeated
______________________
aye you like dis edgy shit lets get it

Lyrics:
Lately stay lowkey
I do not cap no more
But ima cap you if you 
Showing at my street oof course
dodging people in my city 
Like a Matador 
I won't act like itll be pretty
I been mad before 
I see em coming through my rear view
Like you bout to floor
But I got gas up in my pedal
And I'm past that Porsche
If you got beef you wanna settle
You'll get shred and torn
I got that blade itll leave you spread all
Like a bastard born

Yea from plastic corpse
You fake
Faceless the way
Take that name to my grave
But I missed it like it like fate
know 1-7 the date
When I filled up my plate
With the pills from the doctor
To take away the pain
Since then nothing been plain
shit I got demons to race
an now i'm running my numbers an I  been upping my pace
yea that gone run up my stake till I
gone blow and create 
the existence i needed
bitch there no freedom in chains

i said

Boy 
get up off my dick
You aint seen shit
Boy 
Fucking with yo clique
Like it mean shit
Boy
Rolling up my sticks
You a fiend bitch
Boy
Dont think you exist
you on defense


yo ego
finitio
them people
be evil
no see through
i de-tour
to run around

i don't want 
to put them
underground

hollow tip
bullet i 
gut you out

you see what 
i mean do
our chi
don't be equal
i frequent 
the freak show
then fuck around

i got yo bitch
in my dungeon now
she got that dick
by the dozen now
i got that clique
that gone buzz them pounds
fuck up the court
we go run them fouls
she the main course
know i love that sound
crying my name 
when our love in doubt

that kinda fucked but i'm
fucked up as well
cancer being spreading
inside in my cells
keeping it cold cos
i know i bring hell
bitch i stay froze
cos it keep it me well

i said

Boy 
get up off my dick
You aint seen shit
Boy 
Fucking with yo clique
Like it mean shit
Boy
Rolling up my sticks
You a fiend bitch
Boy
Dont think you exist
you on defense         

get up off my dick you aint seen shit yuh

Cold Blood Warm Nights

Cold Blood Warm Nights (prod. CRCL)

aaaaaaa

Lyrics:
i gotta itch that
won't quit
no cap
fucking bitch slap
yo vibe
so cracked
hear the diss that
no lie
won't stack
got wrist strapped
red sight
red dash
on the 5th lap
so high 
so gassed
never feel relaxed
slide by
drive past
they gone feel that
like light
like facts huh
i'ma deal that
till i
write racks uhg

holy ghost
saw my syrup
drippin low
low low
so we stole
poison pellets
till i fall like yo
whistblow
felt a viper 
coming close so close
visual
paint
his brains
onto my wall
go ghost

why you act
like you working in the dark
rifles racked
never thought i'd see the spark?
gave you chance 
like this shit a deck of cards huh
fucked it up
know the suit was never hearts 

i gotta ditch that
won't quit
no cap
fucking bitch slap
yo vibe
so cracked
hear the diss that
no lie
won't stack
got my wrist strapped
red sight
red dash
on the 5th lap
so high 
so gassed
never feel relaxed
slife by
drive past
they gone feel that
like light
like facts 
i'ma deal that
till i
write racks uhg

I GOTTA ITCH THAT, WON'T QUIT NO CAP (prod. gosha x killheen)

U CAN SMOKE ANYWHERE IF U WANT TO, WHO STOPPIN U, URSELF.

shoutout xuiinakz for the sick art <3 go check him out -
https://www.instagram.com/xuiinakzz/
Lyrics:
CEO MINDSET
COKE AT THE DINE SET
called her yo bitch  
but she run like she 
mine said
mental like kaiman
smoke up my diamond
girl over gyoza
she tree cos she pining  

CEO MINDSET
coke under my bed
called her yo bitch  
but she cum over my scent
edible thighs an
petals to die in
fuck what you need
know for me it's finest

can't stop 
won't stop
i'ma runnit till i drop
10 oclock 
rocks off
party at the corner shop
shadow people keep me company
i keep em fed well
shallow people keep on bumping
me i'll bring em death well
fuck cops
fuck law
i wanna tear em off the top
not top 
like slop
breaking in they fucking jaw
hello people i'm a cunt to meet
but fuck it i gone sell
buffet bitch look like adele
get up off my tail

shit you read buffet wrong
i know but it rhyme
outta time for the time
cos i spend it gettin high
said bitch i need vieron
but i o'nt got my tires
so i'ma take what I can 
from the man then cut ties
like 
fuck it i dont need to pay
i'ma get that fendi wait
bout it in a moment
i'll be blowing
like a hand grenade
gas up in my escapade
rocket jump to elevate
lsd and felonies
amphetamines
all on my plate 

shit
got no patience
faceless taste it
like the coke
at my placement
got yo hoe 
in my basement
she gotta bad facelift

CEO MINDSET
COKE AT THE DINE SET
called her yo bitch  
but she cum over my scent
edible thighs an
petals to die in
fuck what you need
know for me it's finest

CEO Mindset

CEO Mindset (prod. gosha)

breathing is an optional activity :3

Lyrics:
I just need a g easily
tryna overdose rip the smoke
cigarrettes i'm fed on things
that keep me whole

i just need a g reason be
tryna cope alone rip my soul
slick regret infested mess 
that seep my dome

maybe my vibe is different i got no time to switch it

maybe my mind has twisted i got no time to fix it

maybe the lines are tripped an fucking my sight with sickness

but i cannot find the the shit that gone keep my knife at distance

i just existed
didnt get ask if it was worth it
now she just witnessed
me turning to scars to fill the purpose
her eyes go misted
i'm sorry no mischeif
i'll keep all that shit out your house
but i can't keep myself out the ground


I just cant sleep right
pills on my bedside
taking my face
i'm taking my aim
my soul it gone fade
but fuck it aight

i just cant sleep right
sinking my teeth tight
hold on my fate
im fucking afraid
been going insane
for days like

maybe my vibe is different i got no time to switch it

maybe my mind has twisted i got no time to fix it

maybe the lines are tripped an fucking my sight with sickness

but i cannot find the shit that gone keep my knife at distance

I Know It Was Me, IKIKIK

I Know It Was Me, IKIKIK (prod. Deeprest)

Smthn different. You ain't my own. You ain't for me.

Lyrics:
am i the one to blame
am i the one who caved
am i the one you broke
or am i the one you saved
am i the one you loved
am i the one who fade
am i the one you know
or am i the one who changed

nothing feels right 
now just tear me to peices
theres ash in my sight
how it burns all the trees an
its catching alight 
loud it rips through the screams
shit its passing the skyline
mounds distantly bleeding
like

am i the one to blame
am i the one who caved
am i the one you broke
or am i the one you saved
am i the one you loved
or am i the one you tamed
am i the one you know
or am i the one you changed

YUHHHHH

fuck it up right
fuck it up right
fuck it up right
right right now

blood it hung tight
cut my insides
let it landslide
find my house

buried deep
burn it out
cut it down
to the core

fuck it up
Fuck i'm done
i dont want
you anymore
like fuck

Burn It All. (prod. CRCL)

No god damn i'm tryna vibe.

Lyrics:
text back
no way
fuck that
cold case
blacked out
black coup
black shoes
no face
blessed up 
ok
pressed down
no change
tap out
said who
we blew
cobain

step out
no lace
i leave
no trace
no scene
no crime
stay high
always

test me
i test back
blunt feed
no contact
see shit
be shit
elite shit
you rugrats

bitty got a bad lil waist
give her my kids to taste
break her back bitch concave
run it back got no save
fuck it up can't behave
come in up got me strange
reckon it appear that way
record dont fear no fate
i might get it done one day
but i might be dug one day
6ft foot grave 


bitch i gotta cut the weed
and up the speed
then shave my head
like mr clean
im fuckin up

gotta get a
a cup bleach
i fucking reak
i fucking fiend
i need a bullet
where i breathe
let it cut 
my teeth

numb to the blade
what the fuck you mean

i dont need a k 
i need my gut to bleed

drink all my pay
where the celler be

smokin cellery like

trash kid 
trash kid
where's yo come up
where's yo clique

bad shit 
bad shit
that gone come up
to you bitch
snap you like elastic
drop you like a mattress
fuckin up my canvas
get up out the planet

trash kid 
trash kid
where's yo come up
where's yo clique

bad shit 
bad shit
that gone come up
to you bitch
fuck you acting tragic
dissapear like magic
powder got me laughin
all i see is static

UH

text back
no way
fuck that
cold case
blacked out
black coup
black shoes
no face
blessed up
ok
pressed down
no change
tap out
said who
we blew
cobain

Text Back No Way

Text Back No Way (prod. Ermashov)

CUT OUT WHAT U AINT NEED

GO FOLLOW MY BOY HE MADE THIS SICK ART! 
https://www.instagram.com/xuiinakz/

Lyrics:
i go silent
money piling
i'll be taking
what you got
know we smiling
but we violent
if you step up
what you thought
keep it quiet
they be hiding
but my sense it 
stack to top
get to close
i'll cut you off
make you fly
like albatross

wrists wet
soaked in ice
from my kneck 
blood drip
cold death
treat me right
now my breath
fold hits
no rest
mould blessed
every step
i give
lie gassed
no snitch
gonna ruin
my fit

like 
i ain't got enough bleach
to you get you off me
i ain't got enough seats
so why you watching
think i got my life free
hope you dislike me
i was dead at 17
shit i still might be

big stacks
body bags
bitch i'll turn you plastic
stashed it
drop you in 
the hole i keep my mask in

tic tac
send it back
you ain't got my status
I know you kept the malice
not stepping through my palace

everybody change
when they running outtta rations
i'll be just the same
spinning webs outta the madness
demons on the way
static vision static passion
never saw the same
once them bullets did some damage

i go silent
money piling
i'll be taking
what you got
know we smiling
but we violent
if you step up
what you thought
keep it quiet
they be hiding
but my sense it 
stack to top
get to close
i'll cut you off
make you fly
like albatross

Damage Control (prod. Ermashov)

Faceless forever together we rot.

[ alt - https://soundcloud.com/blanketgoblin ]

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