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You can try to burn me if you can
You wanna know what's in my head?
I can't bury myself again
You can't be the soul that claims the damned 

I've already lost all my trust
How can I rebuild it, my love?
I don't know what I'm doing, I'm fucked
Help me free the dead from my lust 

I lost myself, I wanna find
I just can't be this way
Give me time, I need to know
That I can be the same

I lost myself, I wanna find
I just can't be this way

Darling can I face the flames
Like I'm needing to?
Or will I burn out with the rest?
I fucking hate the truth 

My thoughts just circle in the sand
Am I finished with you yet?
Don't wanna write another song for you
So get out of my head

Get out of my head
Get out of my head

Be Still

Blood stream through the streets
Nothing left, we're all unclean
Tortured minds just wanna leave
Can't comprehend the things we've seen

All on broken bended knees
Crying out for someone please
Rescue us from what we seek
Take it all from us we plead

Everything comes at a cost
Killing ourselves for the lust
Broken and fiending for blood
Until we rot into dust

Everything comes at a cost
Killing ourselves for the lust
Broken and fiending for blood
Until we rot into dust
Fuck

Dissonance

Watching the rain wash up 'round my throat
Trying to breathe choked up on my thoughts
Please don't follow me through my haunt
Watch from a distance crushing my heart

I'll never be the one
But that's okay I'll just run
Confess all the things I've done
Bleed the soul until there's none

I'll never be the one
But that's okay I'll just run
Confess all the things I've done
Bleed the soul until there's none

I'll Never Be

Dead Spent
All of my lies they will reject
Burn off my face with my regret
Choke on the knot that fills my neck
They won't be the one to taste my flesh

They won't be the ones to fill my head
They won't be the ones to speak again
Lips tied the moment it begins
I'll never bend

You're lost inside my aether, just a moment in my head
It never meant much more than nothing, another place to rest
I'm clawing out my chest, the lives we never meant to test
You weren't worth my fucking breath

You're lost inside my aether, just a moment in my head
It never meant much more than nothing, another place to rest
I'm clawing out my chest, the lives we never meant to test
You weren't worth my fucking breath

just a passing thought

featuring:
@theredrxxm
@dhaelo
@imsoscaredcoma6
@the0000

FEVER FREESTYLE [prod. RED RXXM]

HAPPY LATE HALLOWEEN 💜
Was gonna upload this the 31st but had setbacks

Feast
Parasites are crawling through my teeth
Feast
Open wide, embrace the entity
Feast
You can't stop this, it's too fucking late
Feast
You're just one more fucking casualty

Feast
Feast
Feast
Feast

Good luck cleaning out your closet, there's too many bones
Underneath all of that skin you're just a mindless drone
And when it comes and rips away your fucking coward soul
You have so many questions but the answers never fucking show
Feast
Feast
Feast

Feast
Parasites are crawling through my teeth
Feast
Open wide, embrace the entity
Feast
You can't stop this, it's too fucking late
Feast
You're just one more fucking casualty

Feast
Feast
Feast
Feast
Feast
Feast
Feast
Feast

FEAST

It's the worst love, hanging by a note
Fading all the words out, memories they choke
Blood stained pictures frozen like your bones
Carving out the imprint, bleeding out in snow

Overgrown, sinking like a stone
Takes away your mind and leaves you void of all you know
Nothing but ghosts haunting the walls that you once called home
You once called home

Hang it up, pass it down
Do everything you can to turn it back around
Bleed it dry and leave it in the background
Leave it in the background

Overgrown, sinking like a stone
Takes away your mind and leaves you void of all you know
Nothing but ghosts haunting the walls that you once called home
You once called home

Overgrown, sinking like a stone
Takes away your mind and leaves you void of all you know
Nothing but ghosts haunting the walls that you once called home
You once called home

Overgrown, sinking like a stone
Takes away your mind and leaves you void of all you know
Nothing but ghosts haunting the walls that you once called home
You once called home

overgrowth

Produced, Mixed and Mastered by me.

Cover by me aswell.

Original : Smokepurpp & Travis Scott - Fingers Blue

𝖔𝖛𝖊𝖗𝖐𝖎𝖑𝖑

Raging alcoholism type track. 
@c3of
@lvstforpain
@ventingpalace
prod @wyntyr
Art @c3of @ventingpalace

[LORD DISTORTION]
Fuck an opp
Head leaking throw the molotov
Saw it off
Pussy pull up and he falling off
Fuck your set
Tuck that semi with the hover jet
Bus it then
Flip that product boutta come again

Lethalist weapon I'm trippin not seeing direction
Its Feverish dreams in a separate dimension
Firvilous figure that pistol go screeching its endless
Get left in the river so seeping and wetted

I whip out the beam and its ended
I sell to fiends in the section
Fuck with the piece with the weapon
I pop a bean to forget it

wanna come up at the set
Spaz go bussin instead
that mag blow bodies in check
Got your girl in the bottomless depths

[PAPA SLEEP]
Break in your house and I kick in your head
Sipping that dirty sipping that fluoride
Pigs pull me over I know that a cop died

I'm boutta bust
You bite the dust
Rip off the crust
No one to trust

Too much testorone blow out your veins
Play dead like a possum you all the same
You boutta blow like the drum in your mouth
You got that poor taste irony sweeter than sorbet

Baseball bat to the head we be playing blood sports
Dirty stick I pick it up right up off the ground
You so greasy cant get bound down
Bounce out
Ain't about the Gaza watch your luck run out
better getting to running now

[LVST]
ay ay

pull to yo block with the k

tucking the 40 right next to the blade

blade to yo face if you throwing that shade

ahhhhh

why are u pussys still sippin on lean

yall a clone of the image dont copy the team

heroin needles bitch i am a feen

epidermic king but im still lookin clean

plenty green
on the scene
with a beam
at yo spleen
russian cream
with the kush
wait she gotta bush
she talking to much had to tell her to sush
plot the 11 like reagan and bush

pussy so pink like strawberry crush
you be making no bands man u blow it and flush
stomp your head till u purple and turned into mush
u dont know bout my limits till all of them pushed

[VENTING PALACE]
I'M KICKIN THE BUCKET BITCH FUCK THIS
I NEED A NYMPHO WHO LOCKS LIPS
YOU AND YOUR OTHER STAY SMOKIN' THAT CAT PISS
RUN UP ON THE SET YOU GET PRICKED LIKE A CACTUS

TIP TOEING
SNEAK DISSIN'
DABBIN' UP
SOME LIVE RESIN
QUIT BITCHIN'
THE RAP GAME IS MY MISSION
YOUR FLOWS LAME
AIN'T CREATIVE
YOU BETTER GET BETTER
BEFORE WE TAKE OVER BOY
WHY ARE YOU FLEXIN
YOUR MUSCLES LOOK FRAGILE BOY
I KEEP A KNIFE IN MY CORDUROYS
JUST IN CASE ANYONE LACKIN JOY

GAZA GAZA
GAZA GAZA
FUCK HIS HEAD UP
GAZA GAZA
GAZA GAZA
FUCK HIS HEAD UP

GAZA 2500 w/ SAINT SLEEP, LVST, VENTING PALACE [PROD. LUCY WYNTERS]

PROD @SNAKEPITCH

LYRICS:
ay its apache
hanging dope sick in tha crypt 
im still an addict
never say  no to a conflict
im the chevy
blasting bullets out the windows bitch 
im always ready
to start war i got a deathwish
im fucking done 
go and run
last thing you see is the barrel of my shotgun
buckshot make sure ill hit everyone
of you motherfuckers thinking this is only fun
line you up and blast your fuckers brains out one by one
when i feel lonely
i pop me an oxy
my heads numbing slowly
in my head pain only
my thoughts unholy
think about death alot
i will never stop
yuh

CRYPT [PROD. SNAKEPITCH]

This is a very difficult song for me to release, so I really hope you guys enjoy it 💜💜💜💜

YOU'RE FUCKING YOUR HEALTH

You 'finna fuck around, get dusted out
Lay a finger on me put you down
I've had enough, I scream so loud
I'll fuckin' drown

You a fuckin' clown
Booze up in you're gut, you're layin' down
Wake up and fuckin' repeat the sound
Don't even know what you speakin' 'bout

Now you passin' out
Now you passin' down
All of the problems you have with yourself
Blamin' the people around, beat 'em down

But later you'll find you're just fuckin' your health
You're fuckin' your health
You're fuckin' your health
You're fuckin' your health

You're fuckin' your health
You're fuckin' your health

You're fuckin' your health
You're fuckin' your health
You're sick of yourself

You're fuckin' your health
You're sick of yourself
Don't give a fuck about anyone else
Why are you lyin' and sayin' you're well, sayin' your well? Fuckin' your health

You're fuckin' your health
You're fuckin' your health

You're fuckin' your health
You're sick of yourself

You're sick of yourself

HEALTH

Original song by @phantom_roses
💜💜💜

phantom roses - my only option (COMA6 Remix)

Produced by @fukcortez & @killsage 💜

Screaming all the pain from out my fucking lungs
I've been locked inside this brain for way too long
Help me find the light before I'm fucking gone
I just need a push to face all of my wrongs

Please don't let me fade off from myself
Put me right back on the path to find my health
Break the lock around this cage and let me out
As long as I control my thoughts then fuck a wealth

You don't know fucking thing about me
Only hear but never see a fucking thing
Too afraid to show my face so 'imma spring
Off the top don't watch me fall into the deep

Don't watch me fall into the deep
Don't watch me fall into the deep

So hold me closer
Until its over
I'll find recover
I'll find recover

So keep me sober
Until its over
I'll find recover
I'll find recover

I Won't Be Alright Without You

I Won't Be Alright Without You (prod. CORTEZ & KILL$AGE)

You burn me alive
Feeding my high
Could fuck through the night
I'm glad you were mine

Don't know what to say
Been locked in this cage
Since I ran away
You'll bury my name

Wish I could stop the fall, yuh yuh
I'll pick up the moment you call, yuh yuh
I'll pick up the pieces you drop
I'll be your escape when you crawl

I'm breaking down
Just let me drown
In empty sound
I've lost you now

I must deserve
This pain I've earned
You know it hurts
You know it hurts

Burn

ft. @kam9g prod @lucyfxr
lyrics:

apache:
all these pills fucking with my brain
pop them mofuckers daily to just numb the pain
everyday, im insane 
life is going down the drain
i cant help it i just gotta do it all again
im insane
blood is streaming out my veins

im fucked up
pussy wassup
meet me in alleyway just to get ur shit rocked
crack heads pussy wassup
still aint loving the cops

oh my oh my 
suicide on my mind
all i got is my mic
to pour my problems into at  the night
call it a song upload it on spotify
all my fans are happy while i wanna cry

call me a bitch but this life aint worth living all the time
depression be kicking in late at night
nothing gets me happy not even my bitch
i will never smile not even if i was rich

6. DESERT EAGLE (FT. KAMASUTRA9G) [PROD. LUCYFXR]

prod @pxlse

lyrics depth strida:

the legacy is back, its apache fuckin strida time
12 gauge fat shotgun bro aboutta pay the fine
torture him in my chamber 
red dots many laser
fuck him up
meet me later
pull up in pulses beamer
the masks aboutta crack
theres nothing i could hidemayne
you want me on a track
 but that shit not my type aye
apache on the lmg
and we put you up in light ay
fuck with us you get wet up
im not comparing size ay

uh fuck hit the uppercut
and you spit some blood
uh tell me what the fuck was up?
you dont got no bloods
uh catch me sneakin thru your block
hit apache walk
uh no i cannot stop
make his  fuckin body pop

apache:

the fucking king is back
ready to attack
hand out packs 
to the junkies who need crack
always armed with my strap
mac 11 drum mag
pull up in the night with a mask on
alright staying in the dawn
chopper and the ar
drum mag fmj yuh
still beneath the read
u pussies is fake yuh
really did the race yuh
and i never say no
pop pop big chopper on deck yuh