BOONDOCKED!!
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BOONDOCK - NotNevi and Gao the Arsonist

Now i know how it feels 

to have it all erased

I can’t tell if i hear something

Call my name

I feel it grin

Ear to ear

Its my greatest fear

Something is mocking me

I don’t know when its gonna end


You must face

The voices in your brain

Theres no other way

Or you will go insane

Theres no time to waste

Its growing everyday

You know what to face

Somethings got to change


I’ve walked the tight rope 
Now tell me your alive

I’ll take the right road
But there im left to die 

I just being honest 
I don’t need you people to tell me another promise
Imma go an grab on the pistol I stay upon it 
Gonna take a couple out with me and leave it haunted 
all I really wanted 
Was to have a voice 
Thinking back I realize I don’t even have a choice 

Imma give a chance to try the red noise 
I go to advance the dead but no voids OI

Look At Yourself (ft. Fl.vco)

Never Liked You

Never Liked You (feat. Mesq)

made out the woods, got some scars from my journey
but still got this steep hill, right? no hurry
lights they dim, slim bitch, ridin in the hearse
tragics eyes blackout, lookin like a curse
curbstomp an opp, leave the teeth on the sidewalk
soulja boy slurrin all my words when i talk
short motherfucker from the crypt, stealin all the scripts
chased by the 12, leave the guns on the shelf
still at large, sippin gar, swerving cars, duckin
molly bars, fuck the law, pick a lock, shruggin
jolly whores, drop it down, southside fuckin
never had a person so i stuck to stealin purses
key a fuckin porshe, leave a line on the hood
never thought i would, but my subconcious  said i could
so i wrap around a tree going 50 miles over
when i die, to my funeral bring clovers

BACKBACKBACK

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Production Credits: 
Soft Eyez @fkn_beats
Gao the Arsonist

Lyrics:
Mama called,
said she want me in an office job,
Impoverished up bringing, bringing up why I need pockets swollen,
Many dressed in rags and drenched in alcohol like Molotov,
Gripped the phone, put it down, like the doctors shot the dog,
Gave it a shot,
Praying for guap,
Felt as trapped as the lamb that Abel slaughtered quick and offered god,
So I started thinking Avant-garde,
Whats the sense getting checks if when you check you lost your cause,

Niggas really have to dig for incentive.
Single biggest one is measured in cents, 
If the piggy bank is broke we expect you been pensive,
In the search for value you obsessed with expense,
Plenty niggas fall for dollar, penny, nickel, dime,
Nicotine, or molly, all addicted, we just pick a side,
Pick a fight with definition of success and fulfilling life,
While my thoughts are volatile I settled in the nick of time,
Decide to flip my priorities had the coins tossed,
Fuck the designer, I'm fine with loin cloth,
If wealth is the endgame, I ain't buying it like boycott,
Conviction never bend, 
Don't emulate servant boys posture,
Unfamiliar fingers in your pockets like the roaches in the drain pipe,
Wrapped up in plastic like the roses on a date night,
It's absolute, absolutely isn't case by case,
If cash stacks a heavy burden you'd choose to break spine.

Bitch I only give  a fuck about the guap,
Dead set on getting fetty til' my body fucking drops,
Ain't bout the money then don't even fucking talk,
Y'all can bury all your wallets, bitch I'll pick em from the stalk,
Cash threw the bouquet motherfucker yeah I caught it,
I ain't sleeping until there ain't shit i cant cop,
Til' i can burn what earn without a thought,
Bitch I only give a fuck about the,
gUAp
GUAP
GuAP
GUaP
GUAp
Yeah motherfucker what you bought, huh?
gUAp
GUAP
GuAP
GUaP
GUAp
I'm as shallow as your pockets.

If you were ever broke then I broke it off,
Plan to get more coinage than the token slot,
Koja go as hard as making rolling locomotives stop,
All these cocked guns and my tongue done makes more potent shots,
Fuck a hole in my heart I want a hole in pocket,
From holding too much of my holdings at once,
Would have sold all my art to get gold, silver faucets,
And soak wads of cash, cos I don't give a fuck,
Bed bugs and,
Bare bodies,
Get money,
Red money,
Hands bloody,
Spend money,
Lend a beggar his rent money,
Without flinching,
Without thinking I could pull out pension,
Without a sentence I could, pull attention,
From the room, boy you know I'm tempted,
To drop knowledge, profound,
but they'll listen to the sound more if I drop wallets,
I want to make so much authorities demand an audit,
Bitch,
I wanna be in danger when I'm making deposit, motherfucker.

Bitch I only give  a fuck about the guap,
Dead set on getting fetty til' my body fucking drops,
Ain't bout the money then don't even fucking talk,
Y'all can bury all your wallets, bitch I'll pick em from the stalk,
Cash threw the bouquet motherfucker yeah I caught it,
I ain't sleeping until there ain't shit i cant cop,
Til' i can burn what earn without a thought,
Bitch I only give a fuck about the,
gUAp
GUAP
GuAP
GUaP
GUAp
Yeah motherfucker what you bought, huh?
gUAp
GUAP
GuAP
GUaP
GUAp
I'm as shallow as your pockets,

Guap

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Production Credit:
Deff
Gao the Arsonist 

Lyrics:
Start the catharsis,
Two types of cartridge,
Strewn across the carpet,
One for, strictly martyring the carcass,
One records the carnage,
Satan shaking hands for the concord,
Grit teeth,
Arson to apartments,
Horsemen hard to harness,
Reigns frayed, discard it,
Connoisseur of, visceral bitterness,
Business isn't getting far,
Mar the skin over arteries with a blunt sword,
What I bought a blunt for?
Satisfied by, liquor, gin and tonic like a 1 chord?
Nah,
Huh,
Watch his body contort,
Back-stabbed,
Lumberjack axe in the lumbar,
Huh,
Ultra-violence and I often consort,
Adrenaline is pumping like the pumps on a dumb whore,
Strutting in a button up, nothing where the sun don't shine,
Nose dive, intercom in a calm sort of way, nigga,

*catharsis*

Matching bars to the face a bizarre fit,
Thinking dark, brain, bathe in a tar pit,
Niggas pulling strings like fingernails is guitar picks,
Flick ash in they gas tank, more than carsick,
Licence revoked,
Vehicle and firearm so,
I try to hide my knife in a coat,
Find and skin the snakes in the grass, 
Writhing like they python and cobra, 
See eye to eye and then don't, fucking bite and then choke,
My vitality closer to cyanide than a,
Covert operative trying bite on his molar,
Suffer jeopardized security like rights of the voter,
Fuck your clique, I diss member I'm a mine to a soldier,
This isn't Gao, bitch, know that you invited in Koja, 
For now, Gao's gone so ya'll say hello to Koja, nigga,
Stole his fucking soul and slung his body over shoulder, 
Need a way to cage my thoughts, 
Just like you frame and older photo, picture,
Still allowed an outlet, nigga mine is just my throat, bitch

Listen i'll give you clues to my pseudonym,
Gout when devouring the values that you rooted in,
Gown with a crucifix so spooky don't get through to him,
Gouge out his eyes to watch the fool shoot at the hooligan,
About the prior riot, it's like my psyche bi partisan,
Clinging to the vile just like a junkie tryna part with xan,
Try direct my thoughts but cortisol incites a modern man's violence, 
Zero guidance, rationale's indictment's surrogate,
Excuse, it's like there's two dudes thinking:
Killer and an arsonist,
Some put glass to lips like it's the mirror of a narcissist,
Some'll slash their wrists and try to whittle down to cartilage,
Filter's built on fractured pillars, sends chills through spines of architects,
Birthed in the suburbs so they claim I'm lacking vertebrae,
Ain't talking tough, I say what my imagination perpetrates,
The urge to wade in blood and murder,
Surges through a person's veins,
They curse the curse imbursement,
Bitch, make sure a nigga curse the day he born.

Catharsis

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Production Credit:
Empty Sentiment @emptysentiment
Gao the Arsonist

Lyrics:

Gao the Arsonist:
I'm the bastard who's after your accolades,
Spat congratulations, saying left a bullshit after taste.
Tension high as opera singer's frequencies that shatter plates,
Huh, shove my knuckles through the same gap that the laughter came,
Pass the cane/Cain,
I'm not able/Abel to see the impressive factor,
Stingy giving props, tick me off the list of benefactors,
Huh,
What the fuck mean I'm jealous? 
Adders slither through the overgrowth I, play with matchsticks in the pastures,
Burn me, nigga, take me straight to Salem, death is heaven sent,
Rather bite the bullet than be put where envy tends to vent,
Strip my bluffs and fuck 'em like the clubs where plenty twenties spent,
Excelling next to me, you get a mouth of empty sentiment.

Empty Sentiment:
Subtle, beat-up in the tunnel on a summer weekend,
Puddled blood appears your stomach weakens,
Pummel peons broke a couple teeth to comfort demons,
It’s unbelievable I, choke my mind, delete my being, 

Every time I run a beating I get so envious,
Every time I run a beating I get so envious,

Anxious in this state I panic, rancid in my acid sage,
Entranced, faded, while erratic in the manic phase,
I go insane when I’m alone, myself and my brain
Have to kill my thoughts, inferno upon the canna,
Evaporate like I’m Gallifrey,
Cellos cry for the lost talent,
Lost balance, fall and shatter my jaw, 
Can’t talk now it’s one o clock,
And sirens are spitting their soft ballads, lulling me, 
My body finds itself at the landing of tall mountains,
In the shadow of a boulder face, 
Burn a couple bridges just to show they can’t support the weight
Fuck ‘em, 
Empty shipping wooden coffins out from Birnam straight to Dunsinane,
Burn em with the Bunsen, Ga’

Gao the Arsonist:
My cup of blood sweat and tears is your beverage shade,
Envy crept in easy as the fucking edges on a blade cut,
My smile so rusty, getting tetanus from a gaze, fuck,
Being less cause terror like a single mother's pay cut,
Take up the mantle of the handle bar gripper,
Lemme gather all your victories I'm spiteful of and cycle through,
Pastor said don't covet but right now I'm finna light the crucifix up/fix up,
My own mind my own shit like the idle do,

Eyes are glued,
To heights that you,
Climbed up to,
Devised a fool proof scheme to,
Always feel like I'm the su-perior,
I lie to you,
To me, I brag that i could do it,
Act like clad in rags, hold cocktails,
Violent like a pyro's booze,
Well fuck I'm tired too,
I'm breaking/braking, check tyre marks,
Just want at least equality, this shit would even tire Marx,
Animal for damaged pride, more musk than the entire ark,
If scavenging for self esteem ain't work why don't I try a carcass.

Empty Sentiment:
Subtle, beat-up in the tunnel on a summer weekend,
Puddled blood appears your stomach weakens,
Pummel peons broke a couple teeth to comfort demons,
It’s unbelievable I, choke my mind, delete my being, 

Every time I run a beating I get so envious,
Every time I run a beating I get so envious,

Envy (ft. Empty Sentiment)

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Lyrics:
Start off the autopsy with a Y-incision,
Poltergeist in vision,
It decides it didn't like your prying business,
It declines this entrance to its body while it's rotting,
Brought some flies in with it,
That's a life long sentence to describe one's inability,
To achieve expressing why I'm feeling how I'm,
Feeling/Filling up the bucket with some lies, lies spilling,
Kick it,
Dive in quicker than a live amphibian,
In the end it's futile,
Anti-violence systems,
Identify as pacifist 'til pupils dilate from sipping punch,
Wicker,
Bunsen burner yearned by vile scum,
Villains,
Fall from high vault ceilings,
It defies all physics if,
You expecting confetti at an autopsy,
Messy red on white like I gone off piste,
Skin sings hymns with discord, 
Song's off key,
I'd die with the lie like a false god,
Priest keeps the secret safe,
Cadaver's chest a cavity like teeth decay,
I would rather have a plaque for being saint-like,
Fake my righteousness,
If I could just tighten up,

Open up right,
Spill my guts and organs to the coroner,
Borderline disorder,
Cutting corners for a border,
Sure I'll let 'em slash my abdomen and act like I'm a foreigner,
To closing off,
Almost wrote 'em off like quarters in a fortune burning,
Spill my guts and organs to the coroner,
Borderline disorder,
Cutting corners for a border,
Sure I'll let 'em slash my abdomen and act like I'm a foreigner,
To closing off,
Almost wrote 'em off like quarters in a fortune burning,

Body took a beating,
Yeah he had a taste of masonry,
Washed him off while bleeding,
Placed his face inside a basin,
Buried the bastard breathing,
Adam had the apple,
Ate the berries,
Sacrilegious images,
No wonder why the wraith was wary,
Wasted every chance I ever got to try and open,
Been blowing smoke,
Folks choking,
Full of shit like belly bloated,
Bust,
I vomit,
Serve some tonic,
Sheer thought on it has me throwing up,
I'm "pouring cups of soda for chronic diabetics" sort of fucked,
In the head,
Hence,
Discussing my head-space is crossing the red tape dividing fine from menacing,
I'm cold like frozen venison,
Deer in headlights,
Fearing plebites,
Rally dissidents,
It's cello-taped to threatening,
Need medicine in cabinet,
I revel in shit devilish with arrogance,
I cut and run like I just grab a blade to stab and dip,
You're mistaken if you've taken me for placid,
Rude awakening like hammock ripped,

Open up right,
Spill my guts and organs to the coroner,
Borderline disorder,
Cutting corners for a border,
Sure I'll let 'em slash my abdomen and act like I'm a foreigner,
To closing off,
Almost wrote 'em off like quarters in a fortune burning,
Spill my guts and organs to the coroner,
Borderline disorder,
Cutting corners for a border,
Sure I'll let 'em slash my abdomen and act like I'm a foreigner,
To closing off,
Almost wrote 'em off like quarters in a fortune burning,

Post Mortem

Wake up on the day
I'm gonna suffocate
Butterflies with butterfly knives
Toughing out the stomach pains
Enough with subtle,
Blood'll run, cut down all in my wake
Smuggled bomb in my waistband, tucked in a hidden place
Wake up on the day
I'm gonna suffocate
Butterflies with butterfly knives
Toughing out the stomach pains
Enough with subtle,
Blood'll run, cut down all in my wake
Smuggled bomb in my waistband, tucked in a hidden place

Homemade explosive is strapped to my belt
Hundreds are involved with the plan to rebel
It's the day of the solstice
Gathered at the tabernacle, shoulder to shoulder
Square is packed with the shells of people
Sheltered people
Helpless people
We'll help the people see the light
But first, we need to see the light of the fire through the smoke
Mouthing prayers I don't know, like
(Yeah) Our father
Please don't make me a martyr
Slip in silent
Kill the tyrant
Easy assassination target
(Yeah) Our father
Please don't make me a martyr
Please don't make me a martyr
Please don't make me a martyr
Bitch, I'll take up arms before I raise them
Fists pound in the air in adoration
This crowd don't even know we 'bout to save them
Remember, get down get down get down
Stand at the vantage point, get the plastic explosives planted and scatter
Weave through the people
Ain't hearing or seeing no evil
About 300 hundred meters from the maximum damage
Get in, get out real quick, real easy
Just a few minutes and we'll all be

See The Light

skeletons in my closet |prod. yang

Gao the Arsonist aka Sludgegod Gao aka OJ Sludgeson aka the boy with the mask and the overalls

STAY SLUDGED

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Envy (ft. Empty Sentiment)

Gao the Arsonist (@gaothearsonist)