NO BETTER PLACE (FEAT. GRAVE718) [PROD. AGED + CANSINO]

Production mix & master by @frdmbeats

Vocals by @ajrichardsonmusic
Artwork by @yumi_0

Lyrics
I’m on my back, gripping 

Slip the grip, whippin 

Crash the whip, on my shit, and you know no different 

Got no pot to piss in 

Wet like water drippin

Diamonds on my necklace 

You won’t catch me slipping bitch 

Yeah 

Oh my god 

suicidal and she hot

give me dome like super thot 

Pretty bitch you know what’s up

Pussy talk shit, eat the glock 

I might get it, who decide 

I might put that love in God

I’ll be like bae sippin 

Lane switching 

Bane gifted 

With that super vision 

Oh my fuck it, that be the luck 

When I get that slaying ribbon 

Mama, watch me whip the foreign 

I get Saiyan from it 

Knowin they envious of me 



It be like murder what she wrote 

Then she taking off her clothes 

I didn’t ask, put out the cash

Unless you be down bad 

For sure 

I didn’t ask her to be a hoe 

But her boyfriend don’t like that no more 

Bang, blat in his throat 

Now he bleeding on the floor 

You get sprayed down with the clip 

You get stunned out with the clip 

You gon ask me, what you hit 

I just shot a little bitch 

He got bent when he called my bluff 

Wanna act so tough 

But he can’t no more 

When I’m acting dangerous 

No one and nothing can change it 

I need a cuffing to face me

I wanna get in a phasing 

Get a subliminal placement 

Haters they try to erase me 

Cause it’s their bitches that taste me 

Go out and calling me crazy 

I’m doing this on this daily 

Guess I’m a product insanity 

All of you pussies is dead to me 

Vitamin C, then I’m on a new level 

There’s none of you that can replace me

YEAH! ft, alyssa jane

Im Feeling fine in remote 
Assembly line of emotes 
Wined and dined till the toast 
Just a pine of a ghost riding tribe in a drone that's all
Just go praise Another throne for a guy on bathsalts 
There's a jones at the gym they bash yall
But can't float with no fins but got wins they flat fall 
In twisted cryptic land no bat call a bad stall 
I ain't better off then any of you mother  Fuckers 

Same world thats been destroyed but is spoke in mutters 
Bless your heart and see through all the stutter shudders 
I can't judge I fuck another onto other 
Trust has broughten pontoon Rutter swamp in thunder
Lost dog in the fog at petco 
Heron on the rod I rent home my next foe
given up on my bod live next door to vest thrown 
Thoughts of who I thought I'd be my necks roped just let go


2.REMOTE THRONE [PROD. FRDM.WAV]

Take me out 
Slow and dumbing down
To fill the mouths 
Of what's got hold of you
And they make no sound
Hungry for a chew
Fucking float around 
and Eat you confused 

In this cage stumbled up upon a hole 
screen door to a garden house of mold 
Electric currents build in waves to a bolt
strike a place in time i can free my soul 
Will I get there free as the breeze 
Or end up stuck frozen underneath 
Guess I'll get what deserved or i need 
Head hurts coughing bugs crawling deep 
Lemme breathe 

1.TAKE ME OUT (ELECTRIC CURRENTS) [PROD. FRDM.WAV]

Cover art by Theo 

Feeling more lighter no flooring
Boring buy sight or for snoring 
Mixing my drugs reassuring 
Fixing to soaring 
Never enough i need more shit 
Pill biter for more hit x4

I dont wanna say nun 
I dont wanna play 
withdrawing today  
feel i might decay 
On my knees and pray 
But dont see no change
Pass me back the tray 
time to feel the same 
Now i feel best and free reading the recipe downers amphetamines what i need imma fein 
sucks to be in this place seeking for rest and peace 
imma sleep maybe weep back up cant freeze my feet 
on the flee imma leave stay and streak squeezing whats left of me maybe gods testing me maybe its just to be maybe its up to me 
i could be clear and clean i could be near to we guess we’ll see

Junkie [Prod. Kill Ebola + Frdm.wav]

WRIST WATCH PROD KIDMILLIONAIRE_

https://open.spotify.com/artist/48HATvpVlBbwZN1qs15w7a

@marymortem
@azraeltheangelofdeath
art by @deathnjral

Suffocating w/ Mary Mortem [Prod. Azrael]

THANK YOU TO ALL WHO HELPED ME WITH THIS ALBUM

prod @pxlse & @wildfirekills

lyrics:
its the chopper gunner
its the chopper gunner
ah64 
drop on the floor
i am ready for war

bitchboy better watch ur fucking back
bitchboy i can see you fucking sweat
bitchboy i cant fuck with your mind set
bitchboy better stay the fuck back yuh

imma catch a case 
then i do the race
like im tay-k but i wont get catched by feds
jump over the fence 
jump all of your fans
you a pussy bitch come and get your fucking mans

got the blade in my hand who want some trouble
double barrel shotgun i see you struggle
better watch out cuz im fucking ruthless
half of soundcloud is fake depressed
give me your adress
pussy where you at
on my way to you ill say hi to ur bitch and watch her undress
pussy where you at
give me your adress

its the chopper gunner
its the chopper gunner
its the chopper gunner
its the chopper gunner

ah64 
bitch im ready for war
ah64 
bitch im ready for war

4. CATCH A CASE [PROD. PULSE x WILDFIRE]

J$tacks  X Kill Ebola  - Lonely (+Suchy)

@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]

I don't wanna hear no more.
Motherfuckers talkin crazy when I'm bangin on they doors.
& They still talk that talk.

YEAH! ft, alyssa jane

frdm.wav