Copy of Daily Drops aug 10th

Painfully Sober (with Teenage Disaster)

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

WATCH THE MUSIC VIDEO: 
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EIUJxkq2brw

Go Support the Prods :
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https://soundcloud.com/cacity
LYRICS: 

what a bummer
wipe that grin up off yo fuckin face
motherfucker check my sleeve i got the fuckin ace
undercover how i’m paving my own fuckin way
what a bummer, i do this shit better anyways

me and karma mobbin, got the mother fuckin pump 
turn em inside out, i pump em full of led i fill em up 
i get the guap, i get the bank, why you fuckers talkin like you rubbin off the paint ? 
bitch i bring the fuckin, 

Pain x8
Pain x8

I’m boutta fuck up the place , man you outta place, don’t give a fuck what you say
anarchofuckhead i really do not like to play, bitch ima take off yo face
everybody always doin this shit like they basic, too blunt better face it 
i do not care about nun a these pussies they chasin, bitch i’m up and they hate it

ALL PLATFORMS

BRING THE PAIN ! (PROD. BUCKX2 X CACITY) [MUSIC VIDEO IN DESC]

Produced by MKULTRA

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rkrJBsx4aEw

Please don’t be yourself 

It hurts me

It burns me

To know that your not who i thought you were

Stop being yourself

I’m learning

You confirm it

That i never loved you anyway

Compartment mental lies

Don’t need to even try

I just know in my mind how the world work

If you don’t say the lines

Switch sides your ostracized

Put on a cross

You get burned its the worlds curse

This distance is a wall
 That i built
 Cause i was strung
 On this love 
 was bound to fall
 Yea I used you as
 my heroin 
Its not my fault

For the reason it went wrong
 You deceived me through the honesty 

You shared i wasn’t listening

Why should I have to try

You’re here to fix my life

You were the reason that my world kept turning

This is black and white

You got to pick a side

I love to hate its distracts

The hurting

You could be the one that

Fill the hole inside my head 

you can live there when i please you

Don’t, don’t have a say in this

We were made to be together

Fill the role you’re born to play

Please don’t be yourself 

It hurts me

It burns me

To know that your not who i thought you were

Stop being yourself

I’m learning

You confirm it

That i never loved you anyway

Compartment mental lies

Don’t need to even try

I just know in my mind how the world work

If you don’t say the lines

Switch sides your ostracized

Put on a cross

You get burned its the worlds curse

Being Yourself (MUSIC VIDEO IN DESCRIPTION)

LYRICS:

Hey! hey! hey! hey!
If I keep runnin from my problems will i feel safe ?
Hey! hey! hey! hey!
They want yo money, they just want it for their keepsake 
Hey! hey! hey! hey!
I’ll burn a politician down for my peace sake

Fuck if im gon let em in, you sent yo letter men
Takin all our settlements, without a sentiment
And now im creepin in your residence , burnin your presidents 
I need freedom for the innocence, remain in vigilance 

Hey! hey! hey! hey!
If I keep runnin from my problems will i feel safe ?
Hey! hey! hey! hey!
They want yo money, they just want it for their keepsake 
Hey! hey! hey! hey!
I’ll burn a politician down for my peace sake

(fuck)

Just another day marked with a stain
Stop what ya sayin , I wanna rock till it pains (Okay!)
Man everything is awfully vain , see you fight just to gain 
I wanna fight just to end your reign

I burn a politician down for my peeps sake 
I’ll burn a politician down for my peace sake   

Cognitive dissonance, move with due diligence 
Every single thing you say will be irrelevant 
Its used as evidence, make this shit evident 
Ima step inside the room and kill the elephant 

Put you on a trial just for every scar
that ended up and laid upon your every pawn 
we don’t care if this shit take us dusk or dawn
i prevail till end when you’re dead and gone

(fuck)

Just another day marked with a stain
Stop what ya sayin , I wanna rock till it pains (Okay!)
Man everything is awfully vain , see you fight just to gain 
I wanna fight just to end your reign

Hey! hey! hey! hey!
If I keep runnin from my problems will i feel safe ?
Hey! hey! hey! hey!
They want yo money, they just want it for their keepsake 
Hey! hey! hey! hey!
I’ll burn a politician down for my peace sake
Hey! hey! hey! hey!
I’ll burn a politician down for my peace sake

Fuck if im gon let em in, you sent yo letter men
Takin all our settlements, without a sentiment
And now im creepin in your residence , burnin your presidents 
I need freedom for the innocence, remain in vigilance 

Hey! hey! hey! hey!
If I keep runnin from my problems will i feel safe ?
Hey! hey! hey! hey!
I’ll burn a politician down for my peace sake

Fuck if im gon let em in, you sent yo letter men
Takin all our settlements, without a sentiment
And now im creepin in your residence , burnin your presidents 
I need freedom for the innocence, remain in vigilance

BURN YOUR LOCAL POLITICIAN !

BURN YOUR LOCAL POLITICIAN ! (PROD. FRETTYPOOL)

SLUDGETAPES

POWER

GRITTED TEETH* INTRODUCTION 

LYRICS:

All I see is people holdin on by a thread
You can barely see what's goin on inside my head
Tell me what the fuck is goin on or leave me dead
Glass faces cryin out because they feel regret

(fuck)
So where did we all go wrong?
We lettin all the corrupt-
Come in and freely disrupt
Feel like I'm boutta erupt,
But who the fuck is to blame?
The public simply disdain,
A bitter taste to my name,
My teeth are gritted today

Approach,
But you a roach, got stupid fuckin goals-
You cope, and sit in hope, that no one else thinks you're a joke, bitch go and choke
Everything that you fuckin hold, a fuckin hoax
And to be frank I think I-

I cannot fix you up, I'll fuck the system up
You keep on runnin and runnin, but you ain doin much
Fuck. This shit all a front, turnin us into mush
So now I'm clutchin you duckin, put em under the mud

Rust turning into dust, I keep on freezing up
Dawn turning into dusk, I haven't seen enough
Know this life ain a fuckin game, but ima keep on playin
Get that dirt off my fucking name, before you see my face

GRITTED TEETH

GRITTED TEETH (PROD. CALDER)

TRACK LIST

-INTRO/B.U.D (LEANED OUT)
-B.U.D
-FEIGNING FOR A F*CKIN HIGH
-BLACKED OUT
-OUTRO


-B.U.D Lyrics:

(Verse 1)
I think I needa smoke so I’ll roll me up a j
Mane these bustas wanna talk but I know they asses lame 
So imma keep it pimpin while I’m trippin off the dro
Mane you know you gotta hustle or yo ass will have to cope
So I’m reaching for that thang bitch I grip that 44
Got no problem with going to go and smack up on hoe 
I got some issues bros, I got some issues with broads
I got some issues bitches that thinkin that they so hard 


-FEIGNING FOR A F*CKIN HIGH Lyrics:

(Verse 1)
Mane I wake up and I go to work, I’m feigning for a fuckin high 
Now I’m pacin everywhere and feel like imma lose my mind 
Stock ya shit and do it quick or else ya ass will fall behind 
Never mind that shitty smell and all that shit that’s in yo head 
Take a mental picture and replay it when you go to bed 
End up feeling stuck and now I’m wishin I was fuckin dead 
Blacking out and smokin dro I think that I’ve been losing hope 
Feeling the pressure that’s roping my throat and I’m selling my soul so I can make some dough


(Verse 2)
Now I’m running around thinkin about how I can catch a break
Cause this is shit so damn stressful and I’m sick of feeling fake
Now These voices in my head and sayin I should grab the gauge 
So I load It and cock it and tell myself that I will be okay 
When my brains hit the wall and my bodies on display 
You would wish that you were there, now you’re talkin to my ghost 
All of these things up in my mind are sayin I should find a cope 
But I guess that I won’t and I guess that I can’t 


-BLACKED OUT Lyrics:

(Verse 1) 
I’ve been feeling sick inside my goddamn mind 
I’ve been stumblin pacin around and I don’t I’ll be alright 
I been feeling so alone I don’t what imma do
Mane I think I need a break cause I’ve been feeling so confused  
And I think i’m full of hate but I guess you could’ve known
I’m the illest mf in the south west zone 
All I do is smoke my weed until I’m feeling fuckin gone 
Now I’m chiefin smokin Mary Jane and loadin up the bong 


(Verse 2)
Blacked out feelin drunk, thinkin bout the past
These moments never last mane they always fade away 
Now The pain will always stay and you can see it in ya face 
And now you’re looking around for reasons to keep livin in this place 
As you watch the time go mane I hope you don’t forget 
That these people never cared mane they never gave a shit
And they always out get ya mane don’t ever trust a bitch 
Cause she’ll take yo time and take yo clothes and fuck around with yo clique

STUCK IN PURGATORY VOL.1 [Prod. ENVIOUS̸] (FULL TAPE) [OUT NOW ON ALL PLATFORMS]

TOOTHJAR

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