Keepin the hectic vibe hope y'all enjoy.

Lyrics:

capped out
background
gurnin till my jaw gon fall out
slapped up
no sound
poppin xanxs just to calm down
wrist slit
eat shit
fuckin up my life no doubt
aye
bitch i never took vow aye
gettin me so strung out aye x2

reverse evil dead
cos i'm  coming from the roof 
addict in the attic with a packet fulla magic
habit tap it when i pop it tragic aint gonna stop it cos it
automatic reflex traumatic defense 
lookin for a bitch that dont roll with the peace yet
lookin for a clique that dont show no respect
tip of a cliff jump off when i feel that

chaos in my veins 
coke pumpin to my brain
smoke to feel alive again 
numb to the love numb to pain said x2

baptised in the blood of the baphoment
black eyes oh you dont know the half of it
capsized off a boat in the atlantic
riptide boutta choke feelin asthmatic  

capped out
background
gurnin till my jaw gon fall out
slapped up
no sound
poppin xanxs just to calm down
wrist slit
eat shit
fuckin up my life no doubt
aye
bitch i never took vow aye
gettin me so strung out aye  x2

reload the ak
screamin out mayday
fuck this world
with a nuclear payday
war head
born dead
bloodshed
bitch wet
leave her ditch then
snort it
sort it
rope ripped
clip dipped
duckin all the pigs sit
down if you don fuck wit me
scream loud if your third eye bleed 
blood red mud
washed over my bud
red cup hold up 
i sold ya the gun
have fun  leavin bodies
when you cappin wit a shotty
hottie spotted so i roll her for da
mazerati then an audi
then i outta hear
fellin like i got no fear
when i'm peakin freakin
seekin all the gods
that yall beleiven
hunting season needa fed em
demons in my basement
better not say shit
or you boutta get your head clipped

cut my eyes out
make me blind now
take my mind now
take my mind yea
cut my eyes out
make me blind now
i'm too high now
just wanna die now

Blood Moon (prod. Santos Santana)

I don't have a cat

Lyrics:
yo my cat black and my trap sad
while you bag that i'll go make it back
while you stack racks i stack body bags
need a Cadillac automatic like the mac

let me freeze in the snow
watch the trees decompose
let the breeze take my bones
the disease cant be froze

under my eyes lay bags
not Gucci not Louis trash
it suite me I don't ask
replace me just need cash
my life be contraband
my heart been filled with sand
the ocean where i land
that's the plan

yo my cat black and my trap sad
while you bag that i'll go make it back
while you stack racks i stack body bags
need a Cadillac automatic like the mac

let me freeze in the snow
watch the trees decompose
let the breeze take my bones
the disease can't be froze

suicide on my mind all the time
gonna disappear   back in to the night
suicide on my mind all the time
i'm just waiting till i fuckin die

Switchblade (prod. Clover)

Dormant, soon not.

Lyrics:
night time night ops
three eye triclops
green sight red dot
clear light sight locked
here I head shot
delight deadlock
gridlocked pissed off
pistol go pop pop

coming through on the two way
shout who but the signal break
no charge less you bull
no running with a red cape
from an animal

got a target if you true
an i coming out the blue
get it started with a tool
take a drill to a fool
let him dig a little pool
for his red rebirth
that's 6ft deep
sacrifice him to the earth uh

we all got to eat and so do the worms
see me in the street you better shoot first ah

out o ma habitat 
how bout dat
crowd an i rattattat with the mac 
no turning back
open that Pandora's box
crack locks sent shocks through my mind
now i creep with a tech 9 turn this city into columbine
and i'm fine with it 
bodies looking pretty when they heart outside of it
shooting with a 50 cal from the clock tower 
clutch it to my chest an i fuckin die with it

pull up on a dealer like a god son
they look into my coat but they don't want none
she wanna line a coke so she can die young
grab her by the throat and i make that bitch cum yuh

think that they depend the deep end is seeping the grim reaper
creeping its coming the season i'm keeping the weakened  
so they out of your vision
don't come near me if you ain't fuckin with em ahh

night time night ops
three eye triclops
green sight red dot
clear light sight locked
here I head shot
delight deadlock
gridlocked pissed off
pistol go pop pop

yea they all think i'ma joke
look, into my soul when you get smoked
no  , more days its too late
you , don't deserve to communicate

Human Error (prod. ESKRY)

360 that shit

Lyrics:
yo quickscope
i needa quit dope
i needa quick smoke
i got yo bitch low
i down a fifth more
counta rounda hit doors
look in for the 6th floor
look in for the drug store

this a wasteland apocalyptic
waste man  if he touch the case then
he gone catch a spray tan

all over red 
an he roll over dead
with the hole in his head
got the coal  in my bed

cos i burn when i sleep
all my dreams covered in fire
like my words i don't keep
hold of a single desire
my empire it laughs when people
try to take it higher

leave me in the sewer
where i belong 
with the rats shroom caps
plague an bones
all on my own


yo quickscope
i needa quit dope
i needa quick smoke
i got yo bitch low
i down a fifth more
counta rounda hit doors
look in for the 6th floor
look in for the drug store

yea reset and i regret why i leave that girl she
decent 
reaping all the seed left this ain't a flower season

everything covered in thorns cutting through me like saws
breaking the laws of physics build me into a mystic
existence consume the scrolls unwritten

nobody cares if a blank page is lost
nobody cares if you die before you reach your height
nothing to be remembered by

roll through December the snow where you lie
you just an ember no flame an no light
why should they care if you go to the night
you won't last if you don't fight uh

and i'm last right now so i gotta break out
outta gas right now need a find a new valve

light up a spliff
my life i miss
watching it pass me by
climb up a cliff
reaching the tip
but my hand slide
i might grab on but i might let go
i might be wrong but i cannot know     x2

ASHY EYES (prod. Santos Santana)

/?/?/?/
Go show the artists some love for this moon!
https://www.deviantart.com/wannabegamedev

Lyrics:
Laundry basket
Causing racket 
I be on the sad shit

Wavy badger
Skunk friends
Stink of living lavish

Rabbit
Foot round my neck 
We getting superstitious 
Hope my luck'll hold out
Reach a new division 

Written 
so my lines I throw away
Prolly a gold bar in my waste bin
I been tasting where the safe is
Got that thick smell like perfume 
Gonna steal it hope I don't hurt you
Cos I feel it becoming virtue
If I rise I remember your third view

On my first track 
Take me back
I can't stick to one style
so i compile but I like that

i'm a sloth with a cough boutta let go
of every sound in my mind Charlie Hebdo
cos my brain boutta bust with the blood i said so
when it rain get lost in the mud
like that white rat
cat coming for the throat horrible

slice of life
i find quite
alright
WiFi die
at night
cos we lie
on sight
why we
here to cry
if we wont
speak true
i think you want
death
i think i want you
ocean roll off blue
endless trip
we through
life a dream 
to me
my dreams reality
we all fake i hate
people act all day
i forsake my shield
all i want is real
all i need is real

Murky Clouds (prod. r1ckxdr)

u ok?
im ok?
u ok?
im ok?


Lyrics:
I don't wanna wake up
all the space take up
think its getting too much
feeling like a tumor

sick of all the fake love
end me for a favor
they don't was save us
paid for the grave dug

acting real shallow but i swear i'm deep
every moment shadowed by the thoughts i keep
i been hitting notes but i don't hear no peep
sealed but i leak up in space i won't breathe

posted up on mallow its a Forrest street yea
i'm still getting aggro i don't know the key yet
looking for release drink till i'm decease d
losing lotta weight its ok come take a piece

please come take a piece

i don't wanna wake up

every vision bleak

all the space i take up

i need to find release

think its getting too much

cut me up watch me bleed

feeling like a tumor

Dreamlike (prod. pinomin)

s p a c e k a d e t

Lyrics:
the winter might be coming but i still feel cold
toxins got me buzzing sipping Styrofoam
don't know why i'm running so i won't no more
cooking up like mutton there's a wolf at my door
i been fucking with my blessings now i'm left on the floor
wonder why i lie i cant fly no saw
less i'm cutting through these trees like a blade to my throat
fuck these memories how'd they break from the vault
boutta go ghost
lose what i know
choose to be found
when i wash on the coast 
redrum in in my mind got me spinning through my high
thinking bout the sacrifice washing over me like wine

fuck what you thought
i'ma do it twice yea
fuck what you taught
i don't need your advice said
fuck what you know then
fuck it hit it thrice yea
lungs gone feel smoke
my bloods alcohol

misfit with the wrist slit
got sickness don't visit
i know ya'll don't miss it
that a game that's different
don't fit in where you sitting
i got my own ambition
i keep myself distant then
roll up and spark my writtens

fuck what you thought
i'ma do it twice yea
fuck what you taught
i don't need your advice said
fuck what you know then
fuck it hit it thrice yea
lungs gone feel smoke
my bloods alcohol

Fuck It (prod. HOOLIGN x REVX)

LETS GET FUCKED UP

Lyrics:
i don't need what you need
need that stack we go cqc
spend my racks
on apothecary
dodge that tax
when i d.i.e
yea we hit that ace
then we leave no trace
i cant feel my face
that's why i stay blank
disguised in the night
meds be hitting right
i gone catch a fade
swerving up the interstate


sever the artery Armani stained
take every part a me i won't complain
flesh of my enemy fresh on my memory
death an amenity 
welcome to better me

fuck a Light Yagami write in my name
bitch you gone start on me you get the fang
sub level entity
metal identity
poison my remedy
not what i'm meant to be

lets get fucked up
lets get faded

nose to snow 
so infatuated

i'm still lone 
but i feel famous

acetone
corrode I hate it

fuck dimensions
I've ascended
you ain't got no comprehension
body loaded like a weapon
overdosing my obsession

what you made of
where you came from
I've seen god and there's no savior
seen no angels 
seen no halo
watch as i transcend creator
fuck your payroll
what you hail
false idols control behavior 
there's no chaos
shit don't pay off
burn your life incinerator 

Fuck

We be stuck

Shit we outta luck

We gone fight

sentient 
sediment
out a
my element
breaking the pieces
and stitch it together again
worn like the denim
a veterans
organs
enveloped
in venom
becoming
distorted
i've hoarded the curse

now i'm boutta drop this bliss on the earth

kicked from the ship you don't fit on my curve

trajectory set to be high like a bird

feathers golden
red beak on mars we roving roving
overdosing
dropping
till my system
rose coated

got no hope
grab the colt
and clutch
like a ghost 	

i got rope
and mold
i sold my soul
i cock it back
and  let blow

Virus (prod.  Kyroshie)

*cough* uhg 

Lyrics:
we ride or die
got no alibi 
yea we own the night
stay cold like semper fi
bitch i told you twice
fuck you won't sympathize 
i don't need those vibes
i stay by my side            

i been doing this since like 3 am
i been taking hits now my sights won't set
dopamine and bliss i'ma slit a wrist dissect
you not fucking with my kicks but i'm fucking with your kids mindset
Eiffel 95 with the sfx
i been Michael with the slide cos i'm bad on set
keep it solo when i'm high mirror my duet
committed mental suicide then i got that check
riding fast burning rubber like my lungs on speed
i get some cash then greed i need some pcp
i got a bucket list a drugs an a ecg
it clocking 303 my heart be pumping keys
fuck

splitting
key locks
i'ma deep fuck
in my Rebocks
eat rocks
running each dog
till they see god
epoc
ghillie in the mist
we deceive cogs
part the machine
they the cattle
for the queen
i'ma reject
i don't need your respect
keep it close to my soul
that's my fucking secret
i don't plan on getting old
and losing all my meaning
i'll be seeking 
i'll be fiending
fuck

i like how she thinking
make shit complicated don't it
she like what i'm drinking
she just want a night up on it
we the Ronin
you'll see me roaming
we be Ronin
we overdosing yuh

we ride or die
got no alibi 
yea we own the night
stay cold like semper fi
bitch i told you twice
fuck you won't sympathize 
i don't need those vibes
i stay by my side             

we ride or die
got no alibi
yea we own the night
stay cold like semper fi
bitch i told you twice
fuck you won't sympathize
i don't need those vibes
i stay by my side 

kill a track done it
now i be closing the distance
see the black coming 
who knows if i ever existed
split timelines
we split lines every time
i'll cover this case
if you cover my mind
with cement i repent
for the mask i was sent
but it stayed so
i use it abuse it
and fade

every light that i see
just send another ray
and they cut through my flesh
we the best fillet flayed
not afraid to get wet 
so i swim in the shade
on the drink not extinct
i just lost track a days 
couldn't think at the brink
in a cyanide haze
going blind by the sight of my ways
so said fuck it i'll up it and take

Ronin (prod. YAPUZI)

kfc my favourite

Lyrics:

i don't fuck with your writtens
keep your distance
might be fucked up but ain't signing to your mission
that's the difference
i be ditching cos you switching
you think you get it you didn't
i be lifting what you dropped off
then i flip it in to pistons

I don't get no bliss yea no new life
Boutta throw my weight like a damn kunai
heard you playing games treat me like nintendo
i intend that you don't
send a blade to your throat
i been reppin my soul you build a fort and moat

and fill it with their perception pretend that you are you're own
you stunting like you the goat
your ego liable to bloat
steal a verse and get it served like it that one that you wrote

i ain't acting psycho
i'm just vibing with blinds closed
delete you like a typo
got you screaming all them high notes
we gone die slow
mixing meds rolling but the die loaded
now my head spinning like a dynamo
energy erratic
in my attic
i'm an addict
but i do it cos i'm manic
with the static
that the baggage
but that package
might explode
filling mags to fill your clique
with a few a bullet holes
fuck a grave we need rows uh

we be deadly

bitch you dead meat
they gone find you in a box
3 piece

I been dropping all the ops
neck deep

they gone rot
on the rocks
deceased

i ain't stop
till the top
at my feet

i gone pop
all the locks
that's backstreet

you won't do shit
it never getting past me

on the side with a scythe
i'll be in your backseat

up in yo bad dreams
i'll get you mad g

SKELETON ENERGY (prod. OUTRAGE)

REEEEEEEEEEEEEE
run

Lyrics:
said she started feeling sentimental
what that meant though
bento
box a purple pills i pop like mentos
fuck my dental 
gurning through a club i know i never been too
swerving boozing on the pedal
burning cool my system mist it got my mental
ten toes 
dipped into the water now i'm swallowed hollow
canvas
painted with disorder we go animal get savage
back up i need space i need freedom i need damage
money on your mind we can't connect i don't got bandwidth

pop on the rocks
then spit flows
no typo
hitting drop shots
we psycho
so lie low
slow with the top
she slop doe
like my hoe
mitus gold touch
spent 10 fold
on benzo


1234
roll on the dice
gold tooth with the dior
forget for the night
come through like a meteor
falling through the sky
stay rare like a dlore
you don't know my price

you don't know my price
cut the check then cut the white
pseudophed up in my sights
sorta fed up like it rice
send my debt up then i'll die
i don't care much about the paper
if you run out rolling cigarettes
the bible always save ya uhg

see ya later
smoke n vapor
we buzzing with the crew
take her flavour
from my boot
she stuck on me
like glue

they run shit with no proof
don't function with the tool
i've done shit they won't do
gone launch into the moon fuck

  
1234
roll on the dice
gold tooth with the dior
forget for the night
come through like a meteor
falling through the sky
stay rare like a dlore
you don't know my price
 

but you know i'm right x3
you dont know my price bitch

but you know i'm right
get up out my light

RERUN

RERUN (prod. CRCL)

Faceless forever together we rot.

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

Blood Moon (prod. Santos Santana)

Faceless 1-7

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