My memories are fading and I can't remember anything anymore but who cares.

Taken off of my album "Black Lotus Emporium", releasing August 20th.

WITH: @DIGITALFACELESS (@DHAELO & @THE0000)
PROD: @PRODBYDISTRO
MIX: @ZYROM
ART: @C3OF

LYRICS:
[HOOK]X2
Memories keep playing on the silver screen
All I ever seem to do is cast this doubt

[DHAELO]
I wonder why they all looking at me
Always was a guy at the backseat
And now they all are hella mean
And now I scare 'em off like K-Fee
Every single day has reached a plateau
Too many thoughts and many had to go
They all laugh at me like lmao
My life, I can't keep that shit simple
Lost all of my passion, I'm gettin' psychotic
My life is a comedy
Man, I feel like being inside in a bad sitcom
Can't even think properly
I wonder why they all looking at me
Set up a banquet, for dinner some envy
Try with my life whatever you want
I don't give much of a fuck lately

[HOOK]X2
Memories keep playing on the silver screen
All I ever seem to do is cast this doubt

[SAINT SLEEP]
I don't want to get so sentimental
Every single day that just pass is a burden on my soul
I can't be that guy that you ask for
Staying up all night tryna catch my breath in an oxygen mask
Bottle all the old days up in a flask
Cant even drown what comes with a lifejacket
Lost all my passion
Lost all my chances
Lost in my 20s and I can't find a map
Everything pass by like a blur in a window
Wish I didn't want to take it slow
Mountain on my back and the rocks rolling off
Climbing backwards in a landslide
Cant do this and I can't do that
Won't stop till I meet my standards
I was tryna hold on to a slice of the good old days till the rain made it all soggy

[HOOK]X2
Memories keep playing on the silver screen
All I ever seem to do is cast this doubt

[THEO]
Struggling like a motherfucker
As the days go by I lose track of time
I wanna break a neck and then I'll fuck up a bench
And overflow my tears to drown inside of them
I feel like a burden to everybody
I'm staying on my own, no one to judge
Cause they never gave a fuck about my feelings
I'm laying on my bed just like a corpse now
I won’t get fucked anymore and break their fucking bones
You better watch your back, I'll rip your heart apart
Like you just did with mine, a fucking bloody mess
You crushed it in your hands, I'll rip your head apart
And get my sweet revenge for all these fucking years
I lived inside the fear but now I'm numb
I don’t feel anything
I'm gonna take a nap, please never wake me up

[HOOK]X2
Memories keep playing on the silver screen
All I ever seem to do is cast this doubt

Black Lotus Emporium

Vinegar Syndrome ft. D'Haelo & Theo

Stream/Buy

Vinegar Syndrome ft. D'Haelo & Theo [prod. distro]

Another year has begun.
with: @tearssfromwho





PURGE SEASON W/ TEARSFROMWHO [PROD. TRULIFE]

SAMSARA

PROD ARAGOTH + VINCE.M10
Mix & Mastered by @aragoth.die

LYRICS:

MILITXNT:
Stomp on his face with my motherfucking timberlands
 grabbing the knife bouta commit a sin again 
spinning the  block like a mf ceiling fan
 move on ya block I don’t need to be vigilant
 pull up to ya spot with a motherfucking  two piece 
roll ya ass up like a motherfucking loos leaf 
That pussy  boy talk but the mag barking louder 
smoking his family his tree turn to powder
 family is crying I’m burning his flowers 
guts on the floor u know we can devour
 kill Tracy don’t talk to crazy
put ya hands down u not banging 
speak again there’s no more waiting 
hit ya family where there laying 
u talk like a gangster you nothing but bitch made 
carve out his body it’s empty got blood stains
all on my face cus we ripped em up Ak 
stick at ya grandmothers why u ain’t pack shit
 always on me make that pussy do back flips 
taking his bag count it up I can’t stack shit 
broke lil bitch u ain’t never gonna make it 
speak on the gang know I’m coming with big sticks
 reload the Glock give me time got some big clips 
sharpen my knife ready fuck em up wrist slits

PROPHET:
I’m in Lawrence MA 
Come out here we can play 
Got a big Mac 11 
Disfigure yo face 
You ain’t going to heaven 
Ain’t leaving no trace 
Lay down your family 
Put them in a grave 
Broke little fxggot 
Speak on homies name
stomp on your head 
Til I start seeing brains 
Breaking your jaw 
Put your face on the pave
You want the smoke 
I can fly outta state 
Pull up at your door 
We know right where you stay 
Got rugers with Glocks 
And a couple ak’s  
We gon pull up 
And won’t leave til your slain 
You get beat down 
And we’re snatching yo chain 
ain’t met a real one
This shit ain’t a game 
Rep for the set
I put on for the gang 
I’m with some og’s
That put in the pain 
Cut up your body 
And watch the blood drain 
I hope you die 
From a needle in vein
OD on fentanyl
Laced with your Caine 
Turn you to a puddle 
I’m leaving a stain 
If you got a bitch 
She my side, not a main 
She wanna slide 
Got her wet like the rain 
I am animal 
You cannot tame 
I need the money 
You’re in it for fame 
Pussy your fucking 
career is a shame 
Look at your face 
I can see you’re a lame 
I got advice for you 
stay in your lane 
Killing brings joy 
That I cannot contain 
I’ll keep on killing 
Long as I remain

MILITXNT X PROPHET - WEKILLEDTRACY

#dark #rap #darkrap #trap #scremo #trapmetal #metal #screamrap #darkvibes #evil #horrorcore  #horrorrap #hardcore #rapmusic #phonk #trapmusic

DEAD BY DAWN

SPIT ACID / PROD:SEARCHFORSAVIOR

RESURGENCE

PROD. @KIRAWTHESAVIOR

FEATURING @DISTORTIONTHE1

COVER ART BY WWW.INSTAGRAM.COM/LENFANT_/

[DEPTH STRIDA]

STOP THAT TALK
MOTHERFUCKER PULL UP WITH THAT GLOCK
OXYCODON FOR THE MENTAL BLOCK
I FEEL NO PAIN I THINK THAT I SLEEPWALK

BITCH IM MOVING PACKETS WITH SOME WEAPONS AROUND THE PLANET BITCH
STEEL STRAIGHT FROM DAMASCUS I GOT KNIVES THAT MAKE YOU LOSE YOUR SHIT
*censored*  SMG RIGHT ON HIS FUCKING HIP
DISGUISE LIKE A SOILDER YOU CANT SEE US, ITS A KILLING TRIP

NOW IM WHIPPING IN A LEXUS BITCH
NOW IM ALL ABOUT TO LOSE MY SHIT
SHOOT YOUR HEAD POP IT LIKE A CYST
FUCK BEING FRIENDLY IM SO FUCKIN PISSED

STRIDAWALKING ON YOUR FUCKING BITCH
YOU SMELL BAD SHE DONT WANT NO KISS
EVERY TRACK IMMA HYPE THIS SHIT
STRIDAWALKING ITS A BLISS

M9 ON MY WAIST AY
BACKSTAB TILL YOU DIE AY
STRIDA PURGING MAYDAY
TIME HAS COME ITS PAYDAY
I DONT GIVE A FUCK MATE
THIS GON BE A TOUGH DAY
I WILL FUCK YOU UP AY

STOP THAT TALK
MOTHERFUCKER PULL UP WITH THAT GLOCK
OXYCODON FOR THE MENTAL BLOCK
I FEEL NO PAIN I THINK THAT I SLEEPWALK

[LORD DISTORTION]

RED DOT GOD
I MIGHT RUN UP AND YOU
GET WET UP
DUMP THE AMMO HE A
BIG RED STUMP
WE GONNA PULL UP IN THE
BIG RED TRUCK

DISTORTION OF THAT ENTITY
YOUR FACE MIGHT MELT LIKE HELL ITSELF
IM COMING DOWN WITH MANY BEAMS WE WAVE THE GUNS THAT'S HEAVY ROUNDS

RUN AROUND, A HEADLESS CHICKEN PUMP IS GONNA LET HIM DOWN
GUN HIM DOWN, AND LET HIM GET UP AMMO LIKE A BED OF NAILS

BOY, LEAVE HIS GUTS RIPPED CUTTING OFF THE DEAD WEIGHT
YALL ARE ON SOME DUMB SHIT, BUSTING OFF THE LEAD PLATES
PULL UP IN A GUNSHIP, PULL UP IN A RED WRAIGHT
MEAN MAN LARGE STICKS. RUSHING TO HIS HEAD SPACE

HAVE HER WRIGGLE ON MY TENTACLE
I SIP THAT FUEL LIKE TEXACO
YOUR MINUSCULE, I'M KICKING YOU
GET HIT INTO A VEGETABLE

ATTRACTED TO THE LASER BEAM
ATTENTION BURN HIS FLESH APART
TRYPOHOPE GET FILLED WITH HOLES
THEY
LOOKING LIKE THE EXIT MARKS

[DEPTH STRIDA]

STOP THAT TALK
MOTHERFUCKER PULL UP WITH THAT GLOCK
OXYCODON FOR THE MENTAL BLOCK
I FEEL NO PAIN I THINK THAT I SLEEPWALK

DEAD BY DAWN

HOAX

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