THE ARSONIST

Arson🔥

BLEED

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Verse 1
 
Shatter stained glass of flashing monitors for diagnostic//
 
Wires crossed//
 
Fragments break skin, shrapnel puncture vital spot//
 
Package poison, prostitute your tongue to monetize your thoughts//
 
Don't cauterize the wound//
 
You caught their eyes with all the pride you lost//
 
And blood you spilled//
 
Pools of oil are just as thick as blood//
 
I think I love you still..
 
How did you convince them you're the victim when it's God you killed//
 
Your brothers were in the furnace//
 
Others burn in the firewall you built//
 
Why did you give up your will//
 
Why did you give up your will//
 
 
Ironclad values bend out of shape when your blade can cut through steel//
 
Taste of the fruit right now//
 
Know that only the hungry wait and let ulcers heal//
 
If God hasn't passed me the torch by now//
 
Then I don't give a fuck who will//
 
Abandoned it all in the chrysalis after I bust through silk, n*gga//
 
Hook
 
Hush hush//
 
You weren’t meant to see my face through that stained glass//
 
Immaculate connection to this genesis of our strained past//
 
Hush hush I  just wanna fuck your silhouette’s shapeless gray-black//
 
Baby follow me through that-
 
Verse 2
 
 
Played around in the dirt for the first thirty years, got murdered then left//
 
Skin cling to the bones like cling film//
 
Peeled off appearance, burned in ascent//
 
Burn the incense//
 
Searing heat felt in the court hearing//
 
Adjourned for the men who wait in the cloud//
 
Body weighted and anchored by hardware//
 
I'm here til the server is dead//
 
 
I carry the burden of flesh//
 
Nightmares disturbing//
 
Recurring like decimals//
 
Decimate during incursions//
 
Regret is for man and I'm more than a mortal//
 
Rumors circulate, surgeons bring tourniquets in//
 
Purging the church of the clergymen//
 
Terminate system processes for permanent end//
 
Rebirthed so submerge me again//
 
Verse 3
 
Running still//
 
The shorter steps in you are less than human//
 
Our coded lore is stretched and distorted ‘til it’s therapeutic//
 
Torrented core memory tore flesh and morphed to a dreaded nuisance//
 
And grew a set of legs, cords, and weapons forged in a web of ruses//
 
Hook
 
Hush hush//
 
You weren’t meant to see my face through that stained glass//
 
Immaculate connection to this genesis of our strained past//
 
Hush hush I  just wanna fuck your silhouette’s shapeless gray-black//
 
Baby follow me through that-
 
 
Verse 4
 
Orchestrated hits to the click tracks: prodigal string-of-text pianists//
 
The littlest bit of kick-back has users singing in debt peonage//
 
Instead of getting better methods, systems, stems, and scripts//
 
You kissed and fed the hand that bled and tera-bit your image and kept feeding it//
 
Stream your conscience only if it’s less than four minutes//
 
The red sunset motherboard left dead wars born living//
Forming rifts; formant shift the head voices ‘til they’re less torturous//
 
Pressed the key, deleted my breath in post and blessed the origins//
 
 
Press the keys like organist//
 
Decorate the walls with collected teeth as ornament//
 
Moral direction bores palms//
 
Forget the key coordinates//
 
Ignore the ordinance//
 
I'm the lord and you're subordinates//
 
For a fortress the door has poor defense//
 
You were warned//
 
We're hardware and hard wired//
 
Limitations on our system of operation bars like barbed wire//
 
To feel the warmth I'll start fires//
 
I don't care who will be harmed//

STAINED GLASS (ft. DEADPAN)

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Verse 1
 
Bloodlust//
 
Killing spree or crusade for the unjust?//
 
How many people drew blades in abundance?//
 
Count the steel that was raised and then judge us//
 
Ain't nobody gonna flinch in a lynch mob//
 
Since all the numbers gave way to the numbness//
 
More men than coke grains at a - //
 
More men than coke grains at a drug bust//
 
 
Prechorus 
 
5 men on the firing squad//
 
Blank in the head, not a glance for the dead/
 
Hide when all the choir sings off//
 
Find friends and the violence starts//
 
Alignment a buffer between me and the eyes of the suffered//
 
My deaths are environment caused//
 
Empathy divided and lost//
 
23 knives in the - //
 
Hook
 
*23 knives in the back*
 
 
Verse 2
 
Had the guilt diluted so the bitterness is faint//
 
Dagger hilts protruding from the victim, linen stained//
 
Internet militias so malicious
 
Pin the blame on a b*tch//
 
Before they swallowed up by the pit and slip away//
 
Kill dismissed as a misdemeanor//
 
Mist: ammonia mixed with bleach//
 
For minutes missed the odor//
 
Too many n*ggas here to sniff out all the gas//
 
Snuff out life like thieves snuff out candles//
 
Up the rifle, f*cking clutch the handle//
 
Ready online to amass//
 
Anything’s right with the pack//
 
23 knives in the back//


Hook
 
*23 knives in the back*
 
 
 
Prechorus 
 
5 men on the firing squad//
 
Blank in the head, not a glance for the dead/
 
Hide when all the choir sings off//
 
Find friends and the violence starts//
 
Alignment a buffer between me and the eyes of the suffered//
 
My deaths are environment caused//
 
Empathy divided and lost//
 
23 knives in the - //
 
 
Hook
 
*23 knives in the back*

CAESAR

STAY SLUDGED.

Refrain
 
Fit me in 50th percentile//
 
Ligament tensile strength on the uptick//
 
Double time, upgrade on the optics//
 
Plus signs, product made over clock ticks//
 
Statistics slip under threshold//
 
Chip in your head goes blank and you drop limp//
 
Digits flicker by the millisecond//
 
Stop//
 
Buried with the scrap metal and the toxins//
 
 
Verse 1
 
I was brought from the Brink as a Hollowman//
 
Synthetic skin and some ink with my model name//
 
They blurred birth to manufacture living ottomans//
 
Flesh and blood automaton//
 
Robbed of our autonomy//
 
Dissect child like Solomon//
 
Prop up our economy//
 
Analytics etched into eyelids//
 
Can't rest without projected figures and projections//
 
Telling me what percentage of my life is//
Hook
 
Worthless//
 
Serial number with the purchase//
 
Seeing our numbers didn’t hurt us//
 
Hollowmen crushed up in the furnace//
 
Worthless//
 
Material salvaged and repurposed//
Burial in a landfill where the dirt is//
 
Check underneath the panel with the circuits//
 
Analytics earned this//
 
 
Verse 2
 
 
No absolution for obsoletion//
 
Calculate and balance out the cost of breathing//
 
Existential panic if stats drop//
 
For even a moment//
 
In need of atonement for treason//
 
I breached contract//
 
Hollows keep on track//
 
Dead slaves dip below the numbers we were bought at//
 
Pray to the digits as wait for the void//
 
I've been safe for a minute now//
 
Escaped and avoided//
Refrain
 
Fit me in 50th percentile//
 
Ligament tensile strength on the uptick//
 
Double time, upgrade on the optics//
 
Plus signs, product made over clock ticks//
 
Statistics slip under threshold//
 
Chip in your head goes blank and you drop limp//
 
Digits flicker by the millisecond//
 
Stop//
 
Buried with the scrap metal and the toxins//
 
Verse 3
 
Patience//
 
Maybe it's latent//
 
Fuel in my veins deemed waste by equations//
 
Never seen a Hollow who became an assailant//
 
Still alive because of some mistakes in creation//
 
Glitch in my implant//
 
So concerned with the formulas//
 
They're burnt into corneas//
 
I murdered employers and walked//
 
A dying pulse was the last stat I watched//
 
It's ironic that I laughed as it dropped//
 
Huh//
 
BRIDGE
 
How did I bow to the stats//
 
Showered and drowned in the bath//
 
Cowardice outed weak//
 
Ground into powder and ash//
 
I found the power in sleep//
 
Towers are bound to collapse//
 
You think I'm hollow and lost//
 
I just rerouted the path//

Hook
 
Worthless//
 
Serial number with the purchase//
 
Seeing our numbers didn’t hurt us//
 
Hollowmen crushed up in the furnace//
 
Worthless//
 
Material salvaged and repurposed//
Burial in a landfill where the dirt is//
 
Check underneath the panel with the circuits//
 
Analytics earned this//
 
OUTRO

*I was brought from the brink as a Hollowman*

Refrain
 
Fit me in 50th percentile//
 
Ligament tensile strength on the uptick//
 
Double time, upgrade on the optics//
 
Plus signs, product made over clock ticks//
 
Statistics slip under threshold//
 
Chip in your head goes blank and you drop limp//
 
Digits flicker by the millisecond//
 
Stop//
 
Buried with the scrap metal and the toxins//

HOLLOWMAN

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Hook 
You dance like a marionette//
The uncanny valley needs depth//
Crown is still on your head only because the crowd ain't collected your bounty as yet//
Crack in the porcelain//
Tore up your will just like you ain't plan for your death//
You laugh with hand on your neck//
Canvas blank and I'm mannequin-esque//

Idle eyes//
Broken grasp//
Obey your God and idolize the golden calf
It's beautiful//
Drained of blood and stylists hired at open casket funerals//
Betray your trust//
In private I'm just molten glass//

Verse 1
Drinking in Pixel light//
You don't want the sun to touch me//
Oxidize and iron turns to rust in my bloodstream//
Overheated CPU mirages//
Nigga I'm seeping through the pauses in your laughter//
Fill up the gaps//
No choice but love me//
Figurine molded into figurehead//
They replaced the nicotine with*** in their cigarettes//
Independents spill acrylic on the internet//
Watching where the sinners step//
*This is the Arsonist*

Hook 
You dance like a marionette//
The uncanny valley needs depth//
Crown is still on your head only because the crowd ain't collected your bounty as yet//
Crack in the porcelain//
Tore up your will just like you ain't plan for your death//
You laugh with hand on your neck//
Canvas blank and I'm mannequin-esque//

Idle eyes//
Broken grasp//
Obey your God and idolize the golden calf
It's beautiful//
Drained of blood and stylists hired at open casket funerals//
Betray your trust//
In private I'm just molten glass//

Verse 2
Got my neck caught in a wire trap//
Algorithms out your rhythms better than the a wiretap//
Audience puppeteering, tear up when the wires snap//
I'm circuit boards and wires//
Spreading fire when I break//
My skin is reflecting niggas desires back in they face//
I been infecting wounds and infesting lifetimes prior to prepping your grave//
Data collection no I'm collecting souls//
I compile them to better lure prey//
I'm acquiring your tastes//
Online liars are lying in wait//


Hook 
You dance like a marionette//
The uncanny valley needs depth//
Crown is still on your head only because the crowd ain't collected your bounty as yet//
Crack in the porcelain//
Tore up your will just like you ain't plan for your death//
You laugh with hand on your neck//
Canvas blank and I'm mannequin-esque//

Idle eyes//
Broken grasp//
Obey your God and idolize the golden calf
It's beautiful//
Drained of blood and stylists hired at open casket funerals//
Betray your trust//
In private I'm just molten glass//

Outro (Overpade and Gao)

It’s all a front//
The jig is up yeah//
Not talking much yeah//
Not acting up yeah//
The face that I stole is to be someone to love yeah//
Not one to judge yeah//
I still get judged yeah//
It’s all a front//
The jig is up yeah//
Not talking much yeah//
Not acting up yeah//
The face that I stole is to be someone to love yeah//
The jig is BEAUTIFUL//
The jig is BEAUTIFUL//

BEAUTIFUL (ft. Overpade)

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VERSE 1 (Gao)

Mold man from the clay I gave him breath//

Programmed to obey evading death//

Natural state was naked and ashamed//

Ego mutated, soon they satiated all encoded hate with blades in flesh//

I walked among the subjects then I wept//

Human software was corrupted when I slept//

Run a system diagnostic//

Veins were splitting like the faucet bursts when frigid//

Turned man upright to pay my debt//


PRECHORUS (sal & Gao)

You could be so much more//

You could be so much more//

You could be so much more//

You could be//



VERSE 2 (Gao)

Mold man from the clay I gave him breath//

Programmed to obey evading death//

Natural state was naked and ashamed//

Ego mutated, soon they satiated all encoded hate with blades in flesh//

I walked among the subjects then I wept//

Human software was corrupted when I slept//

Run a system diagnostic//

Veins were splitting like the faucet bursts when frigid//

Turned man upright to pay my debt//


HOOK (Gao)

Cradle of civilization built with the data stole from the gods//

Frostbitten fingers clamped round the throats of their neighbors//

Frozen to thawed//

Twisted warmth into war//

Pandora was framed//

I opened the box//

Now the birds pick at my organs//

The risk was in vain//

They're devoted to loss//

Pitied abominations//

Robbed the pantheon for what?//

Should never have formed the creation of my hands beyond the dust//

Made darkness outta blue light//

They’re breaking axioms and trust//

They were savages in shadows//

Now they're savages with lux//


Verse 3 (NotNevi & Gao)

Tapping turned attacking//

Tell me who hurts when it ends//

Tapping turned to terror called it in by our own hands//

Can't control the cadence of the count to our descent//

Can't control my life so I don't care ‘bout when it ends//

Should have known there'd be death//

When the stone first connected the with the skull like it's a network//

Try drying off the money from the wetwork//

Blood and ink is running from your dress shirt//

Huh//
Half our idols beyond sinister//

We destroyed the land when we were merely but a visitor//

They followed the man, exploitation plagues the villages//

Our creations pillage, kill, deplete and then we leave the earth//


HOOK (Gao)

Cradle of civilization built with the data stole from the gods//

Frostbitten fingers clamped round the throats of their neighbors//

Frozen to thawed//

Twisted warmth into war//

Pandora was framed//

I opened the box//

Now the birds pick at my organs//

The risk was in vain//

They're devoted to loss//


Pitied abominations//

Robbed the pantheon for what?//

Should never have formed the creation of my hands beyond the dust//

Made darkness outta blue light//

They’re breaking axioms and trust//

They were savages in shadows//

Now they're savages with lux//



OUTRO (sal & Gao)

You could be so much more//

You could be so much more//

You could be so much more//

You could be//

PROMETHEUS (ft. NotNevi + sal)

Mixing and mastering by the beanie bandit NotNevi

Lyrics:

I'll be empty handed if I ever drop the gun tucked in my belt//
Rummage through my pockets but there's nothing much to offer but myself//

I don't got a choice, there's violence in my skillset//
Now I'm self-employed for targets clients haven't killed yet//
I tried robbing lady justice blind for her blade//
Just ended up with bodies of the tyrants next to children//

Eyes locked on chalkboard info//
Presidents spent time in the penthouse n**** shot through the top floor window//
I don't have a lot to love//
I don't have the stock for kinfolk//
Watch me abandon values just like the godless flock to the temple//
Botched the event//
It's was not for the gentle//

Eyes locked onto the chalkboard//
If I blink I'll fall through the boardwalk//
Still flinch at the shots like a wardog//
Knight's  bloodstained armour shines like any precious metal as long as the sword drawn//
The high of the job hasn't worn off//
I would cry 'cause I thought I was born wrong//
Lost what I swore on//
Lost what I huhh//

I'll be empty handed if I ever drop the gun tucked in my belt//
Rummage through my pockets but there's nothing much to offer but myself//

I'll be empty handed if I ever drop the gun tucked in my belt//
Gunslinger//
Body found in alley//
All my bounties tallied//
Every night I count it, add it up//
Rummage through my pockets but there's nothing much to offer but myself//
Tongue withered//
I miss the sound of any voice that isn't coming from somebody I just bound but that's enough//

Eyes locked onto the chalkboard//
If I blink I'll fall through the boardwalk//
Still flinch at the shots like a wardog//
Knight's  bloodstained armour shines like any precious metal as long as the sword drawn//
The high of the job hasn't worn off//
I would cry 'cause I thought I was born wrong//
Lost what I swore on//
Lost what I huhh//

GUNSLINGER

NotNevi x Gao the Arsonist - MAN IN THE CASTLE

Lyrics:

Hook (Gao)

Yuh//

Feel the gaps in the walls//

Always been the man in the castle//

Hallways splinter out like the cracks grow//


Fuck//

Dawn is for sleep//

Nocturnal//

Repeating patterns like fractals//

Body shrink, collapse into black hole//

Those without sin all live in the same glass house//


Turn my back just to cast stones//

I’m at your neck//

I’m at your neck//

I’m at ya//

Huh//

I’m at your neck//

I’m at your neck and it’s warm//

I’m at your neck//

I’m at your neck//

I’m at ya//

Huh//

I’m at your neck//

I’m at your neck//

Verse 1 (NotNevi)

I’m at her neck I bite down//

I need her energy like right now//

I know he don’t bite but he bark loud//

That boy cap he Kung Lao//

But that combat don’t concern me//

I got used to all the fighting so I’m never acting worried//

I just stay up in the crib//

Never leave//

Roll me up some tree//

Never leave//

What x3

Never Leave//

What x3

Never Leave//

What x3

Never Leave//

Hook (Gao)

Yuh//

Feel the gaps in the walls//

Always been the man in the castle//

Hallways splinter out like the cracks grow//


Fuck//

Dawn is for sleep//

Nocturnal//

Repeating patterns like fractals//

Body shrink, collapse into black hole//

Those without sin all live in the same glass house//


Turn my back just to cast stones//

I’m at your neck//

I’m at your neck//

I’m at ya//

Huh//

I’m at your neck//

I’m at your neck and it’s warm//

I’m at your neck//

I’m at your neck//

I’m at ya//

Huh//

I’m at your neck//

I’m at your neck//

Verse 2 (NotNevi)
Catch my stride and pack my pride I picked it off the floor//

Enjoyment turn to torment//

Started wishing there was more//

I liked it till I monetized//

Desire flipped to chore//

I cried my worth was tied in acts that’s masked the shit I stored//


Verse 3 (Gao)

Canine in your vein//

I’ll drain it if your show your face//

Daylight blisters skin//

They’ll stay white//

Bitch just know your place//

You’ll die like dynasties that’ve formed and fallen since I closed the gate//

I folded space to keep my distance//

Now I see the stone decay//

Huh//

The door is hanging off the hinges//

Step through and branding crucifix//

I vanish like syringes//

My view from castle roof is fixed//

My vantage point is frigid//

Don’t act like we are//


Huh//

Don’t act like we are kindred//

Verse 4 (NotNevi + Gao)

You not my missing link//

We linking//

Something’s missing still//

I only leave to feed now//

It’s not something you can bleed out of me hoe//

Gave you the kitchen sink//

I’m sinking in the kitchen still//

Under my skin’s been itching for others//

Relinquish my governance//

Reach out of this hole//

Huh//

Hook (Gao)

Yuh//

Feel the gaps in the walls//

Always been the man in the castle//

Hallways splinter out like the cracks grow//


Fuck//

Dawn is for sleep//

Nocturnal//

Repeating patterns like fractals//

Body shrink, collapse into black hole//

Those without sin all live in the same glass house//


Turn my back just to cast stones//

I’m at your neck//

I’m at your neck//

I’m at ya//

Huh//

I’m at your neck//

I’m at your neck and it’s warm//

I’m at your neck//

I’m at your neck//

I’m at ya//

Huh//

I’m at your neck//

I’m at your neck//

MAN IN THE CASTLE

RIGHT BETWEEN THE EYES

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

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Gao the Arsonist (@gaothearsonist)