Ebola

•Vocals by HOLLOW MIND // @hollowmindisdead & DRXPDE4D // @drxpde4d
•Production by DEVDHXLLXW // @devd-hxllxw
•Artwork by ABXMINVTIXN // @audioabomination

•Lyrics:

HOLLOW MIND VERSE

i cant stay here
im always crying
i feel so damaged piece of shit
that now is rotting

i start to fighting
my disgusting
and terrifying type of life
that now i live in

DRXPDE4D VERSE

Bury me in barbed wire
It’s what I desire
Immense pain
My tears falling like the rain
Nightmare turned to reality

—APATHYZED© 2021—

INTO NOWHERE

HOLLOW MIND X DRXPDE4D — INTO NOWHERE [PROD. DEVDHXLLXW]

Gettin the skills sharpened mostly through error and trial :) lol

2024 - 05 - 03 13h44m10

@mrchambersss

raging like a fury
I be knocking out 
fuckin fully armored
black knights if I have to 
got them nasty demons
in my head 
heavy drugs in my bloodstream
I don't give a fuck about 
what's gonna happen to my beeing
yes I'm dangerous
watch when the snakes
comin out the fuckin basket
better take a step back
ur bitch catches my vibe 
then just dies
can't fuck wit my science
snakepitch ain't part of ur economy
my psychologist visits a psychologist  
after sessions wit me
bitch I'm fully menace
wit the fully automatic shotgun
in the mall 
can u feel me
catch me hangin like chester b
boys wanna join
my club of the 
extra disordered heretics
but they ain't got what it takes
like a cripple b-boy
tell me what's ur plan b 
boy

don't fuck wit my patience
u don't want that drama
my mother asked me 
if I'm insane
no I'm not 
I'm just aaahhhhhhhh

FULLY MENACE [ᴾᴿᴼᴰ Mr. Chambers]

lyrics 

incapable of love bitch im toxic
drug tests are the only time im positive 
i wish suffering and sadness had an off switch
thats why im drinking when i pop shit
thats why im puking in the faucet 
thats why back in early august 
i went to class with pills in my pocket 
but i left cus i cant work in an office
rather rot inside my closet make clothes sell beats
art is the only reason why im still breathing 
on my laptop all night when i cant sleep
back hurts cant see when will someone sign me
flying out to different states and countries trying to find me
all these meds jus make it hard to let my fucking mind speak
saying that she good for me but i aint good for nothing
mabye if im distant i can let my fucking soul free
nobody miss me
my mind is empty
someone come end me
someone come end me
x2
fuck a chain bitch id rather rock a noose 
when you better thats when locals want a truce 
but id rather crush up oxycontin put it in my goose
im already rotten what the fuck am i gon loose
what else can you do

biv

they aint give a fuck about me
they bluffed up lie through they teeth
loosing myself bitch you nothing to me
cant even sleep i cant breath
the fuck does you mean x2
aint no longer the team 
you gon act like you seen
pistols, poisons, and dreams
fuckas poppin them beans jus to lean for the scene 
you can miss me with all of that
fuck just to call her
bitch i need all of that
lil punk fuck where your collar at
fuck ya questions 
fuck ya life and lessons 
fuckas talk your blessings never get to steppin
a mofucka cant have shit
doing devil choke hold on my soul fantastic 
i wish you would mofucka 
you doing all the shit i wish i could mofucka
i pull up to your set i hope you good mofucka
all thoughts telling me i should mofucka
fuck around and leave this shit for good mofucka
clip to my lip let it rip blow the back out my hood mofucka

poison w/ biv

hook 1 / verse 1 (kill ebola)
just like gg allin eat my shit you rodents talk alot of it
throw back corpses off a bridge and locos when im popping shit
acid trip on pirate ships im davy joneses locker smith
pickle lick she half way giving head like when a nickel flip

lost my mind now im living in the bay
speaking foul till the flag keep on playing 
suspended license so i pulled up in a tank
playing hoarse on the porch getting baked
finger fuck a fucking asian slut im nutting in her braids 
leave her legless on the covers feeding semen off a plate 
dumping rodents in the gutters out in public off the drank
mixed with pills feel like a zombie shoot me rick impale my brain


verse 2 (kamaara) 

tucked away inside my home 
got bitches wondering where ive gone 
like bitch im getting fucking payed 
no time to fuck with none you lames
supercalifragilisticexpialidocious 
i be in yo bitch that pussy feeling like an ocean
usually im trapped inside my mind about a bitch
but today im with ebola drinking gas and smoking it 


verse 3 (muppy)
honesty
you lacking it
took a part of me 
and subtracted it
watch your step
i attack again
nothings left
i wont make amends
why are they running from something that eventually gonna benefit them 
burden on burden they stacking up weight i been lurking all day now im counting to 10
everything comes to an end if you piling it up then its just gonna drop
their taking and taking its breaking im making a way out this eternal slop

hook 2 (jon lemon)
well well 
fifty fucking feet up floating till im felt
fare well
just might fuck your dream up leave em in a cell
x2
 (kill ebola)
you a dumb fuck you aint getting funds yuh
your paypal dryer than your hands in colder months yuh
fingers rolling something that you probly fucking cough up 
you aint fucking tough why you flexing what you aint got
bitches getting face fucked she crying off her makeup 
watch me pull up serving like a lunch truck lace punch 
drink it with my thick nut fingers in her pink cunt
watch her gobble scrambled sack for brunch im just having fun

(hxnjv)
eyes looking half-way dead
take the glock off safety and lock to your brain
time to get a new truck 'cause the heads dont fit and youre next
im kinda pissed, youre spitting over my name
dont make me grab you by the neck and choke you till its black
you lack realness and beg for attention on your tracks
worms in and worms out,bugs crawl out the mouth
and its a toxic wasteland
get infected and die slow

gg allin w/ jon lemon [prod. kill ebola + pulse]

siren sounds
hit the ground explosive rounds take out a town
blow me now open throats of rodents feed the hell hounds
sell their souls 
by the pound to make some gold 
inside rolling up the mold 
doubt ill be alive and old 
young and fold

clear glass full of red liquid love prescription 
breathing walls when the tablet kick in 
old ignition burning gas to cure my livid 
let me finish get a fucking second for the explanation of my recollection why you nothing but a slutty self centered cunt with a smelly one
got a smelly tongue burning russian creme when im giving up 
livings tough prolly gonna stop it when ive had enough
way too young
room is smoked out like a frat house bet you pass out 
ask how i be drinking popping burning louder than your bowl sounds
imma fowl mouth reaper in a hoodie bow down when i come around
with the wrong crowd

siren sounds [prod. kill ebola + pulse + plurbs]

disgusting rat

Lyrics 

(Hook)

Watching my dreams hit the surface 
I cannot fuck with a serpent 
You are nothing that you claiming 
Talk on set then we banging 

Look at your struggle you bitch 
acting so tough till I empty this clip 
So hard to talk with your mouth on my dick 
Looking for words while you’re slitting your wrist 
Fucking hate people just look at my flick 
Upping my pole then I’m running your shit 
Should’ve kept vermin that name fucking fit 
You will be nothing just look at your clique 

(Hook) 


How about this huh 
I will go rip out your fibers 
How about this huh 
Go return music to sybyr huh 
Bow down to this 
Little Lewis drinking up piss huh yuh 
Wretch made you huh 
fell off so quick that’s all you talking shit bitch

SPYKE RUNNER [PROD. FUSE]

prod. @pxlse

why guys get offended 
pretend to be menaces 
bye bye to befriending 
why you sending shots over messages 
come convince me of your ending bitch
stomping rodents shit sentences 
copping crystals from my chemist quick
slowly going out my mind
add least its sum to do besides the boring cycled schedules all the time
i dont care if you cant hear me fine
i could fuss less about success cus my rhymes aint for the attention follows likes is that the reason that you grind 
go ahead and die young for noone 
used to want to but who dont
you not special and you wont
be ever your moldy 
just leave nuts on old jeans
air dried hung wet pussy 
do lyrics have to have a point please
leave you leaking like a canoe do 
in an avenue like the rat you move
with a bag of fruits fuck processed foods 
you lacking tunes that surpass my poop
brain stew sipped from shoes
paint you now new room
in a madder mood better watch your moves 
like a line backer bitch you gon loose
sanity and some family
their limbs be eating up by mammal teeth
spit profanity for all the junky fucking angry teens
where the danger be
if you wanna be an amputee keep bothering 
get a stub job
cum shot
on a dumb thot 
alien blood make yo gums rot
quit spitting raps grab a scrub mop 
gun shots giving to a dumb cop

play my poop duke play my poop
pointed tube to your dew paint the god damn room
play my poop duke play my poop
period blood bloomed best used to be lube

feces fetish [prod. pulse]

my consciousness stuck out of reach
chemicals melt on my tongue as we rot at the beach
wash away in the sea

round and round it go roller coaster dome
dryer full of clothes head like all of those
show em wrote thru these flows surface spoke all they know
kick claps with off key tones catchy from pointless notes
fuck phones
land of the lazy braindeads 
same speds ate meds vibrated to your end
promo they make trend go lone aint make friends
my zone no defense we all weak meat flesh

block the thoughts with box of cough and sniffs
erasing pain and clocks its stops the sobbing quick 
forget myself for a while a growth apocalypse 
sore slept metal cots my car impounded hit
sought confidence like pockets hollow quick
stop locking lips bitch back to slobbing dick
thot thought she slick she aint that hard to get 
lard targeted get hit with shards of tin
push pins of twins of hers n hims who think they all so different 
but littler than litter shit and try so hard to fit it in
social skills petite women 
life is feet fitting you defeat driven 
she got meat mittens knees got fleece in em
seamen speed given she a need pin it 

you a loser moveable meat
chug kombucha chase it with bleach
medicine made my kidneys weak
weak wavs fill up your feed
fucker living like he deceased 
busy bee been grinding teeth
extinct

weak.wav

stop it getting off topic wasted on my nonsense
we want noise

stewart little slut mouse trap
never mind that not worth mind laps 
all the edge lords lurking where sads at 
waiting on beats but im busy breathing at the beach side tracked 
slacked napped off pills wax from my backpack fuck that
why you sucking satans nut sack fuck that 
but say gods absent hows that dumb ass
lost soul soon found out through rap 
spewed spat where my minds at 
rewind back to a time gap full of abuse to pill caps 
couldnt cue back no pool stick split in two at where you chew food at
you aint up next bitch you smaller than a jew cap 
best verse couldnt converse with my poop shat 

sink into my skin and take that shit that i know
i watch you jot down all the notes and try to claim it your own
bitch just leave me alone im tryna bury my bones
just another black sheep getting bit by the goat

we want noise w/ kamaara

FEATURING FABI DHABI

ty @fabidhabi

lyrics: 

fabi dhabi:

dytenna:
verse:
mind starts floating to different places even goes as far as everest
you dont know what you seen might need a therapist 
u diagnosed w/ “pessimist”
all over the place look at whos perfectionist

the anger, guilt, joy, sadness 
always keep me up in blackness
just fall asleep stop thinking why i risk my madness
just mind your own biz
im not ok do i need to explain my brains status

Primal

Everest 2

Everest, Pt. 2 (feat. Fabi Dhabi)

@abortedaudio
@biv
@pxlse

I had to reupload the track due to me uploading the wrong mp3 file.
LYRICS:
KILL EBOLA:
Get out my peripheral you pons x4
Get out my life foes x4
Get out my life x8

KILL EBOLA:
You know how it go hoe blow smoke not the only thing in yo throat slow mo nut on yo face like a gopro mojo watch it free promo hoes jokes gogo gadget gag this dick like a cut throat gun smoke coming out your third eye shut close jumbo order dick with funds low to go junk showed munch moaned mouth foamed ah ya grope toes
Tipping over clit clogged dong fang
This ain't yo above average love song sang suck my balls babe taking off yo thong let yo paws swang
And sit down on my booth lame
Could care less if you loose sane
You look best with a blow brain
You look good as a gun range
You look well as wall paint

BIV:
Static from habits that cause the havoc ive had it my eyes been dry i been at it dont hit my line with yo baggage
Heavy on my head bound
Lucky as you said now
Thought a fucka death bound money talk ain't hear a sound
Your style your milage the very places you pile in all them faces you dying with same bitches supplying it i got time you ain't buying it hide my place you ain't finding it on my dick like you grinding it duck the bitch she too violent i got

kill ebola + biv - dong fang [prod. kill ebola + pulse]

prod. kill ebola + epsyle
verse:
mainly a warning of the heart 
stone cold premises
different forms of the art
slick monotone clipping sounds raise from the start
gotta forcequit, reboot, and also restart

speakin present tense while i teach you some fuckin sense
fix formin supernovas cant hide behind a fence
puttin ideas down where the light be i feelin intense
comin at my peak brainstorm thoughts so dense

verse:
painting the portraits 
of the coordinates
launching while brains scorching,
forming, abortin it 

fakers breaking down
thinking that someones coming its
not full of realness get good at the performing its
obvious to me you wanna another good warning fits
anywhere to everywhere banning my formin fists
living full of plot twists
can i live it simple not hard nah thats what “god” insists

bridge:
rising from the ashes 
no splashes
of a hound 
in the back of the room
whom
x4
montag livin on the edge of the burnin fuel
 no fumes
of the flamethrower that symbolizes future tombs
x2 

verse:
fiery rage evolving inside him like a phoenix
stay, keep this 
wanna fuckin lead this
talk deep plead this
keep to bleed this
books and knowledge jus go an feed this
dont breed this

to the different avenues of your mind gates
stay wake
earthquake
like ave rhythmic headache
fuck an intake 
heartache
feel too many goddamn heartbreaks

verse:
they arent wanting me
they just tried stopping me
fuck all you flopping me
this is a thought to me
you lose you droppin me 
wait till u watchin me 
blow up you hoppin me
im glad you thought of me

this is the tale that
montag dont fail he 
conceil, so veil? so
bite off the tail and 
break off the bail plus 
make it seem frail to
feeding off hail 
you better off stale

Phoenix

DXVDXND X UNDXRTVKER-HEAVY ADDICTION  [PROD.V L E X]

prod @linlain
ly
I AM VERY TIRED OF LIFE
I WANT TO SCREAM AT THE BOTTOM
I HATE MY BODY AND MY HANDS
MY SCARS REMIND ME OF THAT
MEMORIES FROM CHILDHOOD
WHICH NEVER HAPPENED

LOOK WHAT YOU SEE
EVERYTHING IS INSIGNIFICANT
I WANT TO KILL MYSELF
MY HAND DOESN'T RISE
I'M TIRED OF LIFE
I YELL AT MYSELF
I SHOUT OUT THE WINDOW
TRYING TO GET YOUR ATTENTION
HELP ME KILL MY IDENTITY
I WANT TO SEE A NEW WORLD
LOOK WHAT YOU SEE

We kiss with our hands
People are pointing freaks at us
We'll kill them all
Fumes of alcohol
We are lucky with you
We fucked everyone up
People jump out of Windows
We're stuck in a routine here
We're playing naked
We are on the positive side
Push the nerves with Corvalol
I'm broken dishes
You're a pet dog
I'm an abandoned child
Where is my mother

LXLIHVRD選んだ x LinLain - STOPMESEEMY

fuck off my path
ride with me we'll crash aye
two faces get bashed aye
get the fuck out my map aye

sleep tight i been loosely me 
wake up and leave and shed the sheep ripe cattle battle bicker beef 
lost abilities to love and agree over stimulated world sick of seeing 
space out in my rhymes closed eye right being inside 
hand doing work for me
i cant but i wanna leave 
the lights where i wanna be
dull me down just to socialize and im fucking bored 
your insecurities typing hatred in message boards 
corporate store with a back pack we gon feed the poor 
peggy flow we make abstract for the walking morgue

dissociate [prod. frdm]

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