The title had me cracking up while headbanging

I love you all.
For those of you left behind,
I told you.

Enjoy, as always
- Fukkit (Alex)

Is This Beauty?

know im speedin in that 2door
yea my team mates shoot like 24 (kobe) 
yea my twin he flipped u ova 
yea im smokin on exotic and im neva movin sober 
onna block strapped up like a soulja 

know im speedin in that 2door
yea my team mates shoot like 24 (kobe) 
yea my twin he flipped u ova 
yea im smokin on exotic and im neva movin sober 
onna block strapped up like a soulja 
yea he movin wrong roll his ass to doja (pack)
got the molly in my sock, yea magnolia (carti reference)
yea these niggaz movin fake, yea these niggaz movin wocky 
and i cant count on no nigga cuz he sloppy 
and these niggaz get attached, then they copy (real asf)
yea she swear im the shit so im cocky 
so im speedin in that 4door audi bih 

so im speedin in that 2door
yea my team mates shoot like 24 (kobe) 
yea we on some top floor shit 
and i got a top floor bitch 
catch me smokin out the 2door

V. 2DOOR

THIS IS ONLY THE BEGINNING (PROD. HMYE)

ENGINEERED BY: RARE AKUMA

SINGLE OFF "IS THIS BEAUTY?"

SECOND OFFICIAL PROJECT, FIRST ONE OF 2017

SEE U SOON >:)

WITH LOVE

- THE FUKKSTER

Lyrics:

PULL UP THEY KNO ME ITS YOUNG COLLEGE DROPOUT IM HARD MY DICK POP OUT YO FACE IM GON STOMP OUT I DANCE ON YO BODY I SHOOT WHILE THE COP OUT IM HIGH BOUT TO LOG OUT SHE PULLIN MY COCK OUT/ RAPPING MY JOB BUT I STILL AINT DID INTERVIEWS SHE WANT ME FUCKIN HER SLOW LIKE AN INTERLUDE LIVING WIT SORROWS THAT'S DEEPER THAN SWIMMING POOL BODY HIS BITCH AND LEAVE HER IN THE LIVING ROOM/ GET THE FUCK OUTTA MY WAY/ ALL YOU NIGGAS IS BASIC Y'ALL HEAR ME OKAY?/
IMMA BEAT THE WHOLE FUCK OUT YA FACE, PISS ON YO GRAVE, LOOKIN AT YOU ITS A SHAME/ EVERYBODY WHO POPPIN TALK SHIT ON MY NAME I DONT NEED NO CONNECTIONS AND STILL I GET FACE AINT NO SIGNAL IN HERE WTF IS U SAYING NO CONTROLLIN ME NIGGA CAUSE I DO NOT PLAY/

G.T.F.O.M.W. [PROD. CRESYLIC]

MIXED BY SWERZIE

Lyrics:

YOU DO NOT LIKE ME BUT THAT IS SUBJECTIVE/ YOUR REP IS IN QUESTION/ SUGAR ON TOP OF YO STATEMENTS AS DRESSING, GOT MY BLOOD THICK SO I SCREAM AT THE ENTRANCE/ FLY IN THE STREET AS IM LIFTED TO EXIT/ CRY DISBELIEF BUT MESSIAH IS HIDDEN/ RISE AND DIMINISH THE SKY IS THE CEILING WHEN ALL THAT YOU THINK IS THAT'S WHERE HE IS LIVING/ PRAY BY THE BED NEAR THE LIGHT/ amen/ 
YOU WONT SEE NOTHING TONIGHT AND YOU KNOW IT/ I DONT FEEL BAD ANYMORE I JUST SHOW YOU/ 
THAT IS A STATEMENT THAT YALL KEEP IGNORING/ REMIND ME THO/ JUST REMIND ME THO/ 

LET IT GO, FUCK DO YOU MEAN BITCH I LET IT GO/ MONEY ON ME DONT MEAN NOTHING HOE/ LOOKING AT ME BUT IT'S NOTHING BRO/ BEAT ON HIS FACE AND IT'S NOTHING BRO/ BEAT ON HIS FACE IT AIN'T NOTHING BRO/

KNEECAPS ONLY EXIST TO GET HIT WITH... GRACE ONLY EXISTS TO BE FALLEN FROM [PROD. HMYE]

Prod. https://soundcloud.com/innerheem Mixed by @rareakuma

"Motive wakes up in a hospital bed with bandages around two of the fingers on his right hand, and small stitches for the lacerations on the bridge of his nose and chin"

"Confused, Motive looks around the room as nurses and doctors chatter among themselves, Motive scans the room as one of the nurses glances at him and smiles. Motive recognizes her as Sadie, and sits up quickly until he suddenly realizes that his left hand is handcuffed to the metal arm piece of his hospital bed. Panicking he yanks his arm at the handle a couple times until a voice interrupts him from behind the sky blue medical curtain located to his left".

[Motive]: YO WHAT THE FUCK!!??
"Sadie walks out of the room carrying a clipboard, and closes the door behind her as she stares at Motive, all the while exposing a strange tattoo on her wrist".

[Motive]: YO LET ME THE FUCK OFF THIS SHIT...SADIE!!! SADIE YOU BITCH!!

"Panicking he yanks his arm at the handle a couple times until a voice interrupts him from behind the sky blue medical curtain located to his left".

[Unknown Male Voice]: Sheesh...They got you to huh bruh?
[Motive]: Huh? the fuck is going on?
[Unknown Male Voice]: Medical arrest bro, what'd you do?
[Motive]: I can barely remember to be honest, some bullshit DUI, but I wasn't even driving bro.
[Unknown Male "Pulls curtain"] : Damn that's rough...you must've been on some wild shit bro, what they call you out here?
"Motive starts to calm down"
[Motive]: Yeah, and it's Motive...you?
[Alex]: Alex bro, or you can call me fukk.
[Motive]: Fuck?
[Alex]: Yeah haha, "F..U..K..K." as in fukk you, or fukk them, or fukk off.
[Motive]: I'll stick with Alex bro. 
[Alex]: fine with me. "Alex gets up on his feet and starts pulling his IV needles out of his skin" 
[Motive]: the fuck you doing bro? 
[Alex]: Getting out of here. "Alex tosses his handcuffs on the hospital bed and covers them with a blanket".
[Motive]: Yo what the fuck how'd you do that shit?
[Alex]: Nigga this ain't my first time in. "Alex laughs". 
[Motive]: Well fuck bro help me out, im in here on some fuck shit this crazy bitch got me looped into, and im not about to let myself take the fall for all of it". 
[Alex]: Damn that's fucked bro, you know where she stay?

"Alex unlocks Motive's handcuffs in under 10 seconds using a sharp metal object" 

[Motive]: Nah bro, I just saw her leave this room in a fake ass nurse outfit, she was the one with the tattoos bro.  
[Alex]: Lol I didn't see anyone leave out bro, you sure? And even so this ain't the best spot to go looking....we need to roll out.
Motive: Im positive, but fuck you right.
[Alex]: You know where she stay?
[Motive]: Nah but she always be at this club I kick it at from time to time.
[Alex]: Well fuck it let's pull up, we can get my whip from my spot. I even got burners if you need em g. 
[Motive]: Probably won't but fuck it I need to scare this bitch. 
[Alex]: Say less foolie.
                                                          [Vengeance w/Fukkit begins to play]

ACT 3/5 - VENGEANCE w/FUKKIT (Prod. Dutchman) [STORY IN DESC.]

MIXED BY CHRIS VAYLE

lyrics:

MIAMI SMOOTH CRIMINAL/
IN YO LIVING ROOM/
EXCELLENCE LIVING PROOF/ 
NOT AS SIMP AS YOU/
LEAVE IT THEN LET IT GO/
I WONT LET YOU KNOW/ 
BACK IT UP BEND IT SLOW/
TOUCH YO TIPPY TOE/ 
I AINT ON FEELING LOW/
SO I BREATHE IN SMOKE/
VIBRATE OFF CHEMICALS, WATCH HER PLEASURE GROW/ 
INGEST THE EDIBLE, IM EXCESSIVE SO
LEAVE ME THEN LEMME KNOW, GO HEAD LET IT SHOW/

I AINT VIBING THO, WHY THEY LYIN THO, I CAN SEE FROM BEHIND YO DISGUISING BRO/ CREEPING SLOWLY BECOMING THE GIANT THO/ WHEN I DIE IN A FLAME LIKE A PHOENIX/ THEY GON WONDER WHY THEY AINT BELIEVE ME/ ON A APPLE MIGHT MAKE IT TO FIJI/ BITCH YOU KNOW WHAT IT IS WHY YOU TWEAKING JUST STAPLED MY NAME ON THE GAME CAUSE ITS EASY/
OKAY YOU JUST MOTIVATE ME I AINT SEEN OPP-ONENTS LATELY YOUTUBE CASH DATS MOTIVATEME DONT CARE WHERE U TRY GO PLACE ME/ I BEEN EYEIN ON OCCASION CAUSE MY CADENCE IS RELATED THEY GON SAY IT THEY GON SAY IT BITCH DONT SAY IT IM NOT FAMOUS/ 

I AINT ON THAT SO NO, YOU CANT STATE IT/

BREAKING MY NEXT VICTIM, ON THE PAVEMENT/

TIME AFTER TIME I CANNOT OVERSTATE IT MY PATIENCE IS WEIGHING ME DOWN SPAWN OF SATAN AROUND ALL THIS DAMAGE I FEEL FROM THE SPROUT OF MY ROOT TO THIS HELL OF AN EARTH IM ENGRAVED IN/ THEY LEAVE IT TO ME CAUSE IM USED TO THE HATRED NOT TRYING BE GREATEST IM PAST THAT IM SAYING/ 

FLAME, BORN IN THE FIRE I LIVE THERE TODAY/ THAT AINT A THING YOU CAN CALL OUT SO NAY/ CELLS ARE INSIDE ME THAT BREED ALL THE RAGE WHEN THEY CARRY THIS BURDEN THEY WILL BE STRAINED/

3RD EYE ON ME ITS THE HEAD OF MY DICK/

3RD(I) [Prod. Y$57]

Lyrics:

Take the top off let it breathe/
Underwater cell mitosis at sea was the birth of the prodigy (me)/

Evolution theme so now they think im a geek hit the blunt just to show you im one with the leaves, fade away like the vapor from mist in the breeze/
imma do it for nothing and show'em it's easy they pray to a god whom i do not believe in/

i put out hits by the minute/
i do not see none you in this/
my dick is so long its no limit im taking the phone playing sims speaking gibberish/
and they bend on my dick so im finna spoon,
all these faggot ass rappers yall listen to,
bout to play by the rules with the draco i fly off a stick ride my wood shooting with a broom/

balling they think, head is so big might end up in a shrink/
i wash my dick right up over the sink, after i smash like im link, put the white painting in pink/

im all over the coast, millions coming i boast im afraid there aint shit for you bro i said leave it to me, now they wan' see me deceased, mob all around me,
capiche? 

we come and we move in a mob

move in a mob, we the mafia
midnight the mafia midnight the mafia

BOOTLEG (PROD. Y$57)

lyrics:

THOM YORKE, RADIOHEAD, BITCH IM A DAMN CREEP/ SLIPKNOT, TIGHTEN THE NOOSE, WAIT TIL MY NECK BLEED/ SYNDICATE, SHOOTING AT EVERY SINGLE CIVILIAN THE VILLAIN THAT THEY HATE FRUMDA MOMENT YOU SAY WELL WHO IS HIM/ I AINT FINNA LET YOU JUST WALK UP IN IT AND RUIN SHIT/ CALL THE FUCKING COPS AND ILL GLADLY COME OUT AND SHOOT AT THEM/ THEY AINT MISSING ME SO I GUARANTEE I AIN'T MISSING THEM AND NEXT TIME THAT YOU SEE ME I'LL BE IN PRISON JUST SLEEPING IN/ 

RIOT IN THIS BITCH/ 
IM BOUT TO SNORT A WHOLE LINE OF THIS SHIT/ 
I'M BOUT TO GO OUT MY MIND IN THE PIT/ 
SHE PRAYER EMOJI FOR THE DICK/
DOMESTIC VIOLENCE HOW I HIT/ 

BITCH I DONT GIVE A FUCK/ 
MAC 11 BUILT UP RUST ITS SADAM HUSSEIN HOW I BLOW UP/ 

IMMA STEAL ALL YO FLOWS AND GET CLOUT FOR THIS SHIT WHILE YOU ADLIB LIL BOAT DABBING AYE GRABBING DICK/
MEET YO MAKER RIGHT NOW CHECK RECEIPT COUNTERFEIT PUT MY NECK ON THE LINE AND I STILL GET AHEAD/ I'M THE WHOLE FUCKING PACKAGE YO HOE HOLD MY PACKAGE/ I JUST BUSTED MY NUT TAKE THE SHEETS OFF THE BED/ 

CRITICAL
INTELLECTUAL BUILT INDIVIDUAL BUT I AM CYNICAL BEEN THIS SINCE MIDDLE SCHOOL/ WITH THE VERBIAGE I SPEAK SO DETESTING IT'S LIKE I JUST SPIT ON YOU/ PUSSY/ LOOSEN UP/ IF I SEE YOU DONT ACT LIKE YOU LUCIFER I KNOW DAT NIGGA BRUH YOU IS NOT COOL ENOUGH/ I DID THINGS THAT THEY THOUGHT THAT I WOULDN'T NOW THEY LOOK SO STUPID HUH?/

GET AWAY PLEASE RUN AND HIDE/ 
BURNING YO CHILDREN ALIVE/
I WILL NOT REST TIL I SEE YOUR DESTRUCTION I LITERALLY WANT YOU TO DIE/ HAHAHA/

I LITERALLY WANT YOU TO DIE (PROD. KOROSU)

BRANDO A.K.A. MESSIAH 

BLOW ME / AWAY/ RELOAD / TAKE AIM
BLOW ME / AWAY / RELOAD / TAKE AIM
GRAB THE KNIFE 
PASS TO AFTERLIFE
ILL BATHE IN LIGHT 
SAY GOODNIGHT
I CANT SLEEP AT NIGHT
I CAN’T CLOSE MY EYES

TILL I DIE,
NOT TILL I DIE, WILL I REALIZE
THE WORTH OF LIFE
IT SLIPS RIGHT BY SO SAY GOODBYE 
SO SAY GOODBYE
THIS PARASITE, IT LIVES INSIDE
INSIDE MY MIND, TAKE CARE TONIGHT.

ZOTiYAC A.K.A. Daddydeath

I KNOW I TRULY WANNA DIE , BUT DONT KNOW WHY , I DRAIN MY EYES I CANNOT CRY , BUT BLOOD IN SIGHT , MY BRAINS ARE FRIED FROM EVERY LIE , YOU COMPROMISED , THE FEELING NEVER DID SUBSIDE , MY LOVE ALIVE , MY LULLABY THIS IS GOODBYE , 

YOU NEVER REALLY DID TRY , 
DEALIN WIT FEELINS ITS KILLIN ME MIGHT,
HEAD TO THE TOP OF THE BUILDING ALRIGHT THEN I GOTTA DECISION DONT WANNA DECIDE , 

CROSS THE LINE I MIGHT SHOOT U BITCH , 
COLUMBINE ON MY NEW BLUEPRINT , 
LOST MY MIND I FEEL INTRUSIVE FUCK IT NAH IM FINE WE ALL BEEN THRU SHIT.

Bad Luck ft. ZOTiYAC (prod. The Virus/Antidote)

Intro//Drums by me//excerpt from "Through The Filter: Red & Blue" by me//
excerpt:
An early conviction,
Which has left me bound, tied by strings and held down, unable to see the falsehood in intangible solids
Reminds me of the walls that surround a prisoner,
His vision accustomed to viewing the world from inside barred windows through cold steel doors
Never remembering the intense beauty of a sunset, or getting to feel it’s loving and nurturing warmth softly kiss the skin
A fiery-red, through a filter which has so effectively captured harshness, hatred, and rage
Fills his corneas and sit ever so lightly above a revealing color coating
Still burning, stinging the sights of anything he lays eyes on, until his eyes run
And now soft tears,
In an ocean-like blue, with such depth that shallow ends seem to be non-existent
Through a filter that was there with him for every betrayal, every moment of extreme paranoia, and virtually every unfortunate tragedy
If only he could show them behind the grayness which casts a shadow above the chin and below the forehead,
If only he can remember those times as a kid he had had with his mother, running and playing in the fields as an adolescent, laughing in a childish excitement which still echoes softly when she dreams of their old memories
If only he could remember what it is was all like before living through the filter

SUCH LOVELY DISSONANCE (INTRO)

CLOCKWORK INTERLUDE (PROD. AMVLUVSYOU)

lyrics:

HE FUCKING WITH ME THEN HE DYING TRU-ST ME/ NOW THAT YOU KNOW YOU WAS NEVER ABO-VE ME/ MURDERING YOU IS MY DREAM AND ITS LOVELY/ ALL YOU NIGGAS MY SONS DON'T YOU FRONT ON ME/

RIPPING THE WAVE, KILLING THE GAME,
IT'S A SHAME THEY DON'T GET HOW MY GENIUS DISPLAY/ RUN UP MY CAKE WHILE I'M BAKED/ NIGGA YOU OFFER THAT FADE AND I GUARANTEE PAIN/ 

LEAVING MY SUFFERING PRINT ON YOUR FACE/
WHY DO YOU THINK YOU CAN DO WHAT YOU CLAIM/ 
THIS MY THING I DONT SEE HOW I'M FORCED TO BEHAVE LIKE A PRICK WHILE YOU SHEEPLE JUST SLAVES TO A CHAIN/ I DIGRESS NO I DONT I SEE CLEAR AND JUST WAIT IT'S A PROCESS THAT'S NATURAL COMES JUST LIKE THE RAIN/ IF YOU SIT AND JUST THINK FOR ONE SECOND BE BECKONED YOU'LL KNOW THAT THIS SCENE IS A FUCKING DISGRACE/ 

CLEANSING YOU IS, MY PREROGATIVE/
LOSING MYSELF, ALONE IN ABYSS,
EMPTY INSIDE, SURVIVING THE PIT/ 

TEST ME, REST IN PEACE, MY LEFT WING PROTECTING ME, MY CHEST IT SPEAK: THE DEATH DREAM/ PESTERS ME/ APPLY PRESSURE WHEN THE CHEST BLEED, LATELY I'VE BEEN FEELING LIKE UNLOADING SHELLS ON EVERYTHING/ 

MOLOTOV INSIDE YOUR LITTLE GHETTY LET THE BOMB GO OFF/
CUT ACROSS THE VEIN AND WATCH YOU BLEED PROCEED TO LICK THE SAUCE/  
FIBER OPTIC NEEDLE FEELING WEIRD INSIDE YOUR HOLLOW SKULL/ 
MEET ME AT YOUR END JUST LIKE THE REAPER IN A ROBE AND ALL/ 

HUH/
FUCK YOU IDIOTS FUCK YOU/
SEEN YOU GET SNUCK HE 1 PUNCHED YOU/
AYE/ 
WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU I WONT DO IT/
KNIFE IN HIS SPLEEN AND I MOVE IT/

PURIFICATION (PROD. CLEVER_AU)

Lyrics:

[Kamiyada]

I up the murder rate/straight out the blue/
blues lives don't matter to me and my crew/
i keep a go pro on all of my bullets
to laugh at the way that I left you subdued/
waiting in silence observing they moves/
he gone play like he violent/till he on the news
/they gone send Feds just to serve my arrest/
but at best do the race with the rest of my crew

This gone end one way/
murder yo son on a Sunday/
Tay-K the way that we gunplay/
one in the chamber no gun game/
devil may cry like I'm Dante/
max Payne/shots to the head like I'm Cobain/
king of the hill busting propane/
odd future bullets no Wolfgang/ 
I'm sending shots at yo left brain 

Jefe/ha/I'm on the block with a 12 gauge/
ha/bullets explode you like dende/
keep it 100 on blue face/
she gimme neck till she blue faced
/two face/drenched in all black like im 
Bruce Wayne/Fukkit gone coast like he lupe/
steal all yo clout on some boonk gang/
Club going up on a Tuesday

Got this anger ain't letting it go/
I parlay with my demons at peace with them both/
I keep Alice In Chains/in the dirt she belong/
keep a jar full of flies to devour my soul/
in my garden of sound where she quietly sleep/
see her panties get wet as she thinking of me/
I go down on that bitch till nirvana is reached/
in my circle so perfect count bodies like sheep.

[FUKKIT]

FEEL LIKE EL CHAPO, IM WIT MY CHICOS 
MAKE SURE YO PEOPLE GET HOLD OF MY PEOPLE/
BULLETS SO LETHAL NEED STITCHES LIKE LILO/
SNIPER SO ACCURATE SHOOT THROUGH THE PEEPHOLE/

SHIT GO DATWAY/
BARS IN MY FACE LIKE IM TAY K, 
IN A KIM K LIKE IM RAY J/ 
BETTER YET MORE LIKE IM KANYE
AK GON SING LIKE BEYONCE/

MAYDAY/ MAKE SURE THE AREA VACATE/
MONEY SO YOUNG HAD A PLAYDATE/ 
JUST KNOW THAT NOBODY SAFE IF 
IM TUCKING AND HAD A BAD DAY AYE/

I GOT THRAX, IN MY BOOTS/
NOW IM SORRY FUCK MY TRUCE
FUCK MY LIFE FUCK COMPLEX NEWS/
SWEAR THAT YALL DONT KNOW THE TRUTH/
NO RESPECT/THEY GET NO RESPECT/
STRAIGHT UP COME CORRECT THAT DICK ERECT/
SLEPT ON STAGE MIDSET YET CALL YOUR BRAND REVENGE/ 
IT'S SO SAD, STILL CANT HELP BUT LAUGH YOU MAD COME BEAT MY ASS/ 
AND THE FANS/ALL SOME FUCKING STANS,/
'I NEED YO AUTOGRAPH, VRO'/

TAY-K, TAY-K, 
SHOUT OUT MY VROTHER YUNG TAY-K/
AYE TAY-K, YO TAY-K, 
WIT DAT STICK BOUT TO HIT THAT RELAY RACE

NATURAL SELECTION w/FUKKIT  (Prod. by NBOMe) Lyrics in Desc.

Single Off "The Overlook" EP dropping soon.


Engineered by:https://soundcloud.com/neversince
Prod: https://soundcloud.com/jordon-r-lumley

Lyrics:
COME FOR MY CHECK WATCH SHIT POP/ YAC SAID WE SMOKING ON OPPS/ WE WIPING AWAY YA WHOLE BLOCK/ HOP IN MY 3 I PULL OFF/ BLUE PAINT ITS SHINING LIKE GLOSS/ YOU POIN THAT DROP/ NATURAL SELECTION I HOPE DOES ITS JOB/ AND I HOPE IT WONT STOP/ HITTING THE GAS I LEAVE SMOKE AT THE STOP/ WHY THEY THINK WHEN WE PULL UP THERES NO PAIN INVOLVED/ 

WE FUCKING IT UP/ JUST KNOW WHEN I PULL UP IT MIGHT JUST GET BUCK/ JUST KNOW WHEN THEY FLY DOWN YO ASS BETTER DUCK/ I HOPE WITH THAT NEXT REACH I WATCH YO ASS FALL/ NOW YOU TUMBLR FOR REAL/ ha/ FAKING THAT SHIT THAT YOU FEEL/rough/ I WANT COME IN THRU THE REAR/ SPREAD YOU OUT SO YOU CAN FEEL/ YOU AINT GOT SHIT TO FEAR/ BABY GIRL IM RIGHT HERE/ BRINGING OUT WHAT IS INSIDE OF ME/ I CANNOT BLAME IF YOU HIDE FROM ME/ I MYSELF AM MY OWN ENEMY/ DRAG ALL THE FUCKS TO THE BURIAL/ I WANNA BRING THE HYSTERIA/ CUT THROAT AND FUCK FORE I BURY YA/ MY CROWS WILL COME AND EMBARRASS/ YOU POSTED ON KNEES NOT FOR PRAYING THO/ YOU NECKING FOR CLOUT HOW EMBARRASSING/ IF I WERE YOU ID DISOWN MYSELF/ 

NOW REALIZE YOU ALL FUCKED/ CROW PULL UP HANDLING CROWBARS/ THEY BREAK IN YOU GETTING FUNDS BUCKED/ NOW LOOK AT YOU LOOKING ALL DUMB STRUCK/ CANT EXPECT MORE FROM THESE DUMB FUCKS/ THESE INDUSTRY FUCKS GET THEY LIVES SUCKED/ WE POSTED UP RUNNING THE SCENE/ UNDEFEATED THE FEW WHO CONCEALING THE STRUGGLE TO GET TO THE VIEW/ 

SLIDE TO THE SCENE/ I STAY UNSEEN/ FUCK DID YOU THINK?/ COMING UNDONE AT THE SEAMS

ROOM 237 (Prod. Jordon Lumley)

also a freestyle.

@zotiyac @xlandfill

the demons are coming.
there will be bloodshed.
this is self-inflicted.
we are all hollow.
perish is inevitable.

Art by @queenjayelle

Listen on YouTube: https://youtu.be/UfVqAUM5gfs

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