CHARLOTTE'S WEB

Hope You're Proud

Mom…It's Not a Phase (feat. Kxllswxtch)

THE WALLS HAVE EYES

COSMO

TOOLIE BEAM

TOOLIE BEAM *OUT ON ALL PLATS*

DYING SEASON
DYING SEASON
DYING SEASON
201666

Mixed by: Spark Sum'n

Grim Reaper (Prod. Mistified) [Intro by Sabino]

Music Video: youtu.be/vmoPjrmrtU4
Free Download: http://bit.ly/2qcvzfj

check it, i'll teach you a lesson, my weapon's
my voice, and my voice is my blade, 
but there's no imitating my brain, you cant fathom the pain

if you tried to inhabit my mind for a moment, you wouldnt, you shouldn't, you couldn't last seconds inside of it, I did it, I admit, I did it all knowing side-effects
now my affliction's I suffer from visions of things that were written, but my disposition is meaningless even if I know the sequences,
King of the Demons no stranger to weakness, I've studied the meaning of meanings, been meaning to see what the reason is.
demons-trate, wait I mean "demonstrate" all of the anguish I feel through the ones that i vanquish,
'cause I am the hated but lacking of hatred or any emotion, commotion, or chatter.

Not that it matters, but I've got some matters to tend to,
depending on my mood, I might hit you back, but if not don't be mad,
understand that I'm not obligated to respond if I am not interested,
or if I'm occupied, like all my time nowadays. 

See it's great but the weight of the stress, presses into my chest,
life keeps testin', I draw on the paper and don't give it back,
I'm through helpin' out, and I'm done giving back,
and I can't hold it back, the frustation keeps taking away 
from the vague little patience my brain had mistakenly left in me.

No turning back, It's out of the question, 
You can't disappoint me if I leave you anything short of expectancy,
I am the Reaper, I only bring death, I don't even know what else you' d ever expect of me, 


If there's a problem, you probably don't want a problem with me.
XIII The Reaper, releasing the misery of the obscene.

 
lapping and lapping and lapping and lapping around you with such repetition, 
I just brought it back, back for a second for just a few seconds.
Consealing your fate with a message.
1080 HD and 1080 the wrist with my finger extended, See OmenXIII is not shy of a menace,

I am the HALFHEARTED demi-god, NIHIListic FROM THE DEPTHS, I brought DEATH,
and then I made a PROMISE to myself, the MISFIT, 
continue to leave my surroundings as LIFELESS as the place I live,
Now my perspectives GRIM and that's all it will ever be, all of eternity

Bitch I've been certainly working with urgency, hurting deservingly anyone irkin me,
I speak these words, leaving burns exceed third degree,
I stay inside but emerge for emergency,

currently certainly serving a verse and conserving this currency,
worst of the worst is they say I'm a jerk, 
yeah I'm never concerned if you eat, if you breathe, what you think, what you see, 
so please don't take it personally, I am the reason you've been losing sleep,
can't keep counting these sheep and expect to see dreams,
OmenXIII, still out of your reach.

GRIM

MUSIC VIDEO

I Think It's Time That I Emerge (Prod. Purpdogg) [MUSIC VIDEO IN DESCRIPTION]

lyrics:

Resting my foot on yo head I just conquered yo land had to slaughter yo clan now yo fans is my fans abide chain of command while you swallow them xans and embarrass yo parents
You a pinhead nigga, I'm not gonna spare you
My two cents bigger, still chirp like canaries
I fed-ex zip-up, something mysterious
Not no drive by nerve agent wrapped if u curious
Got my eyes wide shut
Smoking my blunt
You a roach like my cigarette butt
Get put out look at what you put out
You a sound cloud cutout
Calling yo hood out
Wall paper gang members thinking its good now fuck you then pull out
What am I good for
Sliding my flow in yo bitch while my wood stroke
Nigga I could tho
Nigga I'll kick a door
If its a stick em all don't bring that tat-too gun rather stick and poke

Right where we left off you actin crisscross 
Scrubbing like dish wash
Makes me sick, like blood clots, Chris bosh shoot at 3 points like Chris Paul
Use your head as a kick off
This ain't no kids job
Point that shit spray at the ground til you blue in the face while you crip walk
I don't know bout you nigga my shits hard I eat these rappers for lunch while I sit far
Away from the crowd cause I know it I speak like a poet I don't wanna show it my actions heroic they stop I keep going
Beat yo ass like a favor I owe you
I know I control you 11 like ocean
Got my niggas around me we scoping I'm peeping I'm posted, like a stamp on that card you not holding arriving some time in the postal

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2. Nerves

lyrics:

Speaking on me wrongly get you cut up like pastrami send them shots right at yo body we don't fall out we surrounding ’em
Bring the yellow tape
He ducking
Back that fronting shit or shut it
Can't fuck with that nigga Fukkit
When I see him Imma bust ’em

Yea right
Keep your promises I know you wont on sight
End yo life
Only once I hear you begging for it twice
You just human sacrifice I use as energy sometimes I keep that Ruger by my right come hot and ready like some rice

Face card not there I don't even wanna care I cant stand everybody everywhere that's how I feel
Last time I checked you was thirsty like a refill I reseal that bottle once I cut it for that cheap deal
Every day I'm living that's another day of cheap thrills, drug deals, rubber squeal, banana peel, and blood spill
Kill yourself once heal
Kill yourself twice for real
I cant stand that smell of dirty pussy touching my nostrils
Ya whole entire clique in fear
If you in my atmosphere I promise I'm gonna interfere and interrupt your sad career
Make it worse than how you sound on every single track you make I make sure you evaporate and disappear like magic paint a picture wit this static
The talent they cant handle
The bars that leave ’em panicking and scrambling for some ammo while I'm hidden in the shadows
Unnecessary camo drape my body like a ruthless mercenary in a sand hill while he stalking in the dead of night
Just as an example
I'll do you like they did in Chelsea Manning latest scandal, raid your house and kill your family accidentally go to court and get acquitted just by pleading I'm insane and off the handle

5. Fly (On the Wall)

lyrics:

Kill you where you standing, I don't think you understand it I cant stand you not gonna take that sitting down okay I'll slam ’em
Body drop like drowning pool he 17 boy stay in school
Aint' gonna make me lose my cool that fan gonna blow right out the blue

I see you, when I see you like a movie trailer preview
But he ain't coming back so don't be waiting for that sequel
Your bones is getting broken like that ex that made you single I reverse your hype entirely and see you in my rear view
I dont care bout if this feed you watch me blade the key like Riku
I'm soaring past you goofies while you Donald Duck for cover call your people get your brother
I'm aiming at yo mother if he think he slick as butter cant believe it grabbed your cousin while they dreaming under covers
Annihilate your lover
I shoot a jumper out the courthouse still gonna beat the buzzer
They never should of let me out
The cage I been in lying down
Exposing all you liars now
For what you really are deep down
Could've been this way before but chose to be this way right now
Could've been on top before but too lazy to go and take trash out
Yea 1k
Keep that shit 1k
Ball hard like 2k
Get yo face
Out my space, erase
Everything you make
Real quick, uh
Black hole yo shit
Attract yo bitch she pull close get sucked in
Damn that twit pic
She follow dick
Slip in slide her DM slip inside her she get wet
Fukkit so tech
Give me lines like he sell tech
Or shoot back like tech-9 divide by 3 right at ya neck
There's words left unsaid
Need a censor like its triple x
I triple up yo debt
Now he doubting if he better dead
I put his ass to bed
Like lil' baby while he wah wah
Cause clearly you upset
Like you verified I send a check that's pointed at yo chest
Whatchu' want wit me
Nigga whatchu' want wit me
This a Kodak moment cause we in here smoking broccoli


Flash bang
White screen
No field of vision
Cant see what you cant hear in the distance
Concussed, your head bust
I scope you like its 1v1 on rust I keep that thang tucked its Fukkit cannot let you up
Flash bang
White screen
No field of vision
Cant see what you cant hear in the distance
Concussed, your head bust
I scope you like its 1v1 on rust I keep that thang tucked its Fukkit cannot let you up

6. Flashbang

Hearse Trip

GIDDY UP! w/ TrippyThaKid (fixed)(Prod. ZCR)

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