GeekedUpLikeImSpengler

† nine52 †
i sing like the choir 
i get what i desire
im steady stackin game 
while these pussy jack my style
im on my 7 shit tryna get to 8 mile
im on some heavy shit tryna ditch case files
you fuckin wit a prick im the real dark prince
blowin out zips gimmie hickies on my dick
i used to cut my self now there Gucci on my belt 
i aint ask for help i did this all by myself
my mama wasnt there so i had to make it work
god said we in the dirt so i found a shovel first
its 952 til the day that i die 
no lie i cant lie ruff ryders made me write
locked in that cell all day and all night
tryna pass time me and celly spittin rhymes

† prod. lowtyde †

Dark Prince

Lots of thoughts in my mind, was reflecting and figured it was time.. to let some out
Shoutout to @carlonzhoidmusic for the beat :)

These are actually flowers in my front yard. Took the pic myself and edited it

Unspoken [Prod. Carlonzhoid]

Making It Work (freestyle)

from the mixtape DOGMA
written, recorded, and curated by Benji
IG: @b3njl
X: @WeWereNeverFree
YouTube: @WeCouldNeverBeFree

#FamilyTies

from the mixtape DOGMA
written, recorded, and curated by Benji
ft. Death Moon: https://on.soundcloud.com/CGQoSFJpVuI59Vk6om
IG: @b3njl
X: @WeWereNeverFree
YouTube: @WeCouldNeverBeFree

When We Die, Where Will We Go? (feat. Death Moon)

† nine52 †

VERSE
i sit alone an talk to myself
tryna find peace cant nobody else help
lookin at the sky when i pray for myself
hit my blunt i got ash on my belt. 
Gucci in my face everywhere that i go
Milan to Saint Lauren bitches wish they had my glow
my drip from over seas n you know i got dope 
wrap your lil hands round my mufuckin throat                 

HOOK
Eyes red like the moon in the night glow
pop one now i dance with my shadow
told her ride or die now she hold my ammo
blew a kiss caught it thru the glass lambo

† FEVVI †

VERSE
I talk less, but they all say my name now
Ghost most, still light up the gray clouds.
Ice on my wrist but my soul never cools
Came from the dirt, now I bend all the rules
Walk in the room, make the silence loud
I don’t chase the fame it just follow me round
Bags in the safe, yeah I did it all alone
Don’t need no crown I was born on the throne yeah

Felt lost but I needed this
Dark days yeah I feed of this
Low light but my soul still lit
Tell the reaper I ain’t done just yet
Felt lost but I needed this
Pulled myself from the dark abyss
Demons corrupt my aoul
Feelin like I’m on parole
Clinton the days before they take me home yeah

HOOK
Eyes red like the moon in the night glow
pop one now i dance with my shadow
told her ride or die now she hold my ammo
blew a kiss caught it thru the glass lambo

† Prod. by Flower †
Mixed & mastered:  nine52 x FEVVI

Alone ft. FEVVI

Radio (Play That Guitar) Feat. STADIUM

† nine52 †

empty hall echoin my ringtone
cheap drugs fake love an a flip phone 
left the party jus to sit in the dark 
i write raps wit a broken heart
hit a lick quickly tell her roll the sticky
skirt off ina big body benz call me ricky
shorty wanna die so she suck that gilzzy
shorty wanna die 

† prod. willie g †

GeekedUpLikeImSpengler

HELLJOSHO