mixed and mastered by me
produced by me and thislandis

on my own (feat. sewerperson)

lyrics:

U dont know shit about me n I dont blame u
cause After all he did to u its hard to trust me so u aint able
Drug paraphernalia on top the table in my home
She text me I love u then she tell me it was a typo

No more x8

Alright alright
I been in the area here like all night tonight
But she bored and tryna fight
and U crazy u wild
and U grown and employed but u still act like a child
and I said what I said so we aint spoke in a while
and Im damaged again So she use me again
Cause I let it happen again cause I just love seeing her smile 
I kicked some problems for a couple of days but u know me Ill snap back to my ways like nothings changed im the same The habits become ingrained
I need to deal with the pain so Please do not come to my aid
Im away from home but the road feel like my second home when im in my zone
I drink like I party but I much prefer to drink alone
I record and wake up wondering what I had wrote
Im only 22 but living like this had made me old

No more x16

The city rough
No one show u emotion till its hate for when u coming up
Like “im mad its not me glowing up”
But that’s just a part of growing up
Still they show u love with pity invites when they don’t think that u showing up
But then u pulling up
And its a different story every time
Im glad u made it now we pouring lines and we getting high
Ask me how I been doing and im like getting by
I couldn’t count the amount of times ive had to fake the smile
People want in my head too much
They fail but she the magic touch
Substance be my crutch But I keep it cobra clutch
You’ll never guess im off my face but I dont even know my name
and I feel like superman on teslas she my Lois lane
this Shit is so poetic and Life get way too hectic so these scripts act like a medic
I hope to be eclectic in my writings like I said it so they know just who to credit
I made 20 thousand edits but they still dont get the message like Damn
I take out my brain and I do a chest roll for u
The label work the circus and they teach me all the moves now
I rattle out my cage inside this foul human zoo now
She ask me bout my goals but I had never had a clue
Oh u negative No that won’t do
Oh u mad at the world Well I am too
Oh u poppin shit Well I try to too
and They told me I was ugly in my brain like u

No more x16

no more (jabarionthebeat x kxvi)

2 Years later, many moons, many moods, much life later.  Birds & Spirits, we hope you enjoy, keep it cool playa. Shoutout my twin. Gho$t where are we?

The Riddler (Gho$t x Santone)

produced by @idealismus

cover art by SirC at https://twitter.com/TrapSirC

this song is completely non profit

lyrics:

i been feeling kind of lonely
maybe i should try and find somebody decent for me
i dont need no one to hold me
just that some of these ideas i have need to reach somebody elses ears
falling out with my peers
i dont enjoy nobody elses company and im scared
nobody really knows me
well enough to say whats wrong with me
and the people there that try deserve the deepest of apologies

took me 6 months
but i blew past
miss my medication
got brain zaps
looking at the scene
i dont reflect rap
im a skinny freckled kid
with no face tats

i live the life
if u minus all the ammunition
bitch i do the drugs
but i never wanna go to prison
my own blood turn on me
to see that shit is sickening
but i thank em for my lyrics
cause they fueled the feelings

blueberry og straight out the deal
my exes tell me im cold and i should learn how to feel
i dont feel no love because i know its never real
every girl i meet just want mcdonalds fries and a pill

i cant connect with them
the only one i liked wont respond again
id love to prove that ive evolved from then
ill never be back in that apartment

sap (prod. idealism)

produced by syndrome

lyrics:

i got some problems
run and tell that
to the few of you talking that shit
but you never would hit my dms

got shit on my mental
im fucked in my mind
but with the distractions i still look at you
and i still see the slime

your main girl at my door like hello
like moto
want photos
girl its a no go
gimme the loot and im out like diablo
or in twenty
actually no ones home spend plenty
she lose the clothes
tell me motorboat
got me muffled out like kenny

no something doesnt sound right
hollup 9tails
i thought u were a sad guy
im persuing music
im not pursueing a bad life
if i get a chance to fix my shit
i wanna live nice

on that "i dont wanna listen to u if u do not wanna die"
tell me why
cause those comments tend to keep me up at night
im not offended
but im not pretending
that my sadness more than average
just so i can take advantage of the scene

whiter then the filling in a krispy kreme
got no lean
but the green
come a quarter ounce a week
i smoke until i sleep
substitute my antidepressants
for some og

i got some problems
run and tell that
to the few of you talking that shit
but you never would hit my dms

got shit on my mental
im fucked in my mind
but with the distractions i still look at you
and i still see the slime

big 9mm glass bong
walk in with it
dirty week old water
dump it out and fill it in the kitchen
see the resi hit the dishes 
shit digusting
swear this shit could prolly kill some fishes
im insane
but u prolly think im bluffing
next time i should down the water burping like its nothing
next time i might leave the party without saying nothing
think i gotta meet my cousins or something
i should get cutting

talking all that shit u gotta try and back it up
know u told the boys but that shit will not be enough
i could pick and choose what verses i could light u up with
bars that burn you down it have you looking like a sunset
smoking on the beach i blow it out into the ocean 
none of you are good for anything but the commotion

i got some problems
run and tell that
to the few of you talking that shit
but you never would hit my dms

got shit on my mental
im fucked in my mind
but with the distractions i still look at you
and i still see the slime

i got some problems
run and tell that
to the few of you talking that shit
but you never would hit my dms

got shit on my mental
im fucked in my mind
but with the distractions i still look at you
and i still see the slime

dirty nike roshes
guacomole
breathing inward slowly
24 grams in my bag i call it kobe pack
shit'll blow u back
make u see the zodiac
start the sodastream
bubble up the juice and jack
she gimme oral b
like she was tryna fight the plaque

problems (prod. syndrome)

produced by @scottysplash

lyrics:

scotty sending spooky beats and filling up his drive
we just scratching april im on halloween vibes
video game silence
socom night
she looking like a cosplay with the knee highs
with the green eyes
music playing when we fight
clever lines
but ill just counter every time
wordplay is my speciality
just step over the line
by the 9 divines'll
ill show you how i shine

50/50 grind
i been looking like i skateboard
like i surf board
spark it in my board shorts
where the woods
put the log in like its neopets
smoky air my hair is tangled like a headset

i made 100 songs they say i havent heard of you
if i dont blow up soon wont have ideas when i do
scene is clogged and some these rappers need some food
they just make a friend to make him number 2
they say im rude
im just saying what is true
you either do it or its happening to you
ignore the drama theyll just put your name in too
if ur silent theyll just
say your piece for you

get on your big boy shit
this a real deal life im spitting big boy spit
air max 95's 
i got big boy kicks
interogate your man
like a bad boys script

this is big boss shit
man i think i lost it
rapper beefing
like some undercover boss shit
you dont know my capabilites
my secret projects
in enemy lines like im dennis rodman

im wobblin
greened out like a goblin
stoned just like an onyx
sobers not an option
im moshin
im moshin in the club
while i keep sippin my concoction
im flossin pinky up i drink my shit until my fallin

know alot but youll never know me
my talk is not a code i garuntee u got me
master cheffin with this shit i serve it extra saucy
text her should i drop it hit back with the yes please

yes pls (prod. scottysplash)

cool // for now (prod. syndrome)

produced by 9TAILS

lyrics:

i eat a beat like dominos
like haribos
like oreos

higher level like im subzero
like im piccolo
like im motaro

i dont got a motorolla
i dont sell it but i do it though
im sauced like alfredo

use the drugs to with cope with come up moving slo mo
this gone take two years or more no playdoh

so far so good i have yet to really change 
still go to the store if my mom needs panko
just tryna help the day go by smooth
good moods like snickers commercials
circle rotation blunt migration from my hand to my homies in the shed so gone
hiding zombies in the shed like herschel
different blood but my brothers in my circle

u want beef treat it like a family matter no urkle
smoking purple 
no nurple
rumours poppin up no kernel 
make it music
make it verbal
dont get me heated
im talking car seats
im talking coffee
im talking thermal
get the sunscreen
im talking sun beams
uv rays
ill fucking burn you

im getting dangerous 
im living dangerous
no one fuck with us more than us
whole team gassed up eat dust

stacking ideas until im maxxing my mind out
lie down lights down enter my mind now
im just a normal individual that plays with fl 
lazy young musician brother i feel like drake bell

church bells ringing in the distance while the birds yell
water well outside in the back still got the weed smell
flicking my ash in there
that backwoods stain the air 
most of my ideas start with alchohol or loud in there

breaking down part of the ride like its a county fair
this grind not perfect errors i could never go repair
it doesnt matter though 
i climb the ladder
and i disregard the laughter
while i let my vocals hit the air

its factuals
i keep it practical
switch it up and fit the pockets like its magical
its like it had to be this way
its like i had to snap and slay

its like i called it yesterday
i made some beats and slipped away
round 8 realized its 12 hours since i last ate
great ion wanna sleep thru another sunday
monday way too hard to get thru no way

its never good its never great its always ok
my broski need me then they rech me they know where i stay
give the signal and i got em (gotham) like im bruce wayne

im getting dangerous
im living dangerous
no one fuck with us more than us
whole team gassed up eat dust

dangerous

magma (niko x lcs)

lyrics:

i dont think i could talk anymore
i dont want to
i just took my shoes off
ion got shit to tell you
we dont wanna work anymore then we need to
i could spin this web but im not tryna come and feed you

i cant hold my liquor anymore i gotta vomit
im filled up with the tropics
im way up on the comets
u dont need to tell her what its for shes gonna pop it
if its not her money
she try to change the topic
beige on top her leggings say dior she had to cop it
import somewhere foreign
her german whip is like a rocket
i cant book that flight right now
but once this over on it
i just packed my luggage and stuff this map inside my pocket
baby girl im sorry i cant stay the night
im vanished by the morning on another flight
i guess this the curse of the lonely life
if id known it hurt i wouldnt of done it twice
up at night packing stars into my pipe
i inhale n pause blow out northern lights
i wish you could share this moment here tonight
once i find my body imma hold u tight
i dont think shes capable of doing wrong
i just pick some shit to play and she gon sing along
it dont matter what i choose cause she know every song
ion think i deserve it but i carry on
it gets windy in december when u out at night
it just happens when we talk i never try to fight
i could make it home tomorrow if the feelings right
drunken backyard summer evenings with the water lights

ion think i could lie anymore 
i dont want to
i wonder if u try anymore
i wanna love you
i put all my faith in these feelings i have left
i had plenty shit to say but i just got it off my chest now

i dont think i could talk anymore
i dont want to
i just took my shoes off
ion got shit to tell you
we dont wanna work anymore then we need to
i could spin this web but im not tryna come and feed you

i dont think i could talk anymore
i dont want to
i just took my shoes off
ion got shit to tell you
we dont wanna work anymore then we need to
i could spin this web but im not tryna come and feed you

spiderwebs (nevrfall)

lyrics:

she was spose to hold me tight
now its just sleepless nights
baby girl i wonder if you died
you could at least say hi
one word youre on fire
the air smell of burning tires
i dont want you seeing my scars
it dont concern what we are
i aint catching on until its gone

look at these symbols
up on the back of my hands
i come alive at night
and bitch i do my dance
taking me oh too seriously i cannot stand
filling up my surroundings with the rotting man
bleed
bitch bleed
alright
fluid fills my spine
i know its not the time but i am jammed
damn
bland
i been killing time like son of sam
man
the ghoul comes out
in the dim back light
which poor soul is
meeting me tonight
his flesh grows cold
fore i take my first bite
im left without a soul
for the 75th night
pitch black wings but my skins pale white
stepping thru the snow and my feet feel fine
baby i cant refrain when the smell so ripe
girl i know i change but its me inside
i couldnt give a fuck if i tried
bitch i double my dose i wanna vibe
live it up while u can before u die
somewhere the love of ur life is getting piped
somewhere someones just about to die
their world begins to flash before their eyes
and if they were to see you here tonight
they wouldve traded places to live ur life

she was spose to hold me tight
now its just sleepless nights
baby girl i wonder if you died
you could at least say hi
one word youre on fire
the air smell of burning tires
i dont want you seeing my scars
it dont concern what we are
i aint catching on until its gone

the ghoul's diary (eric godlow)

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yes pls (prod. scottysplash)

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