Lyrics;

Out the gate like Messiah (like Messiah)
Crown around my head its barbed wire (barbed wire)
They try to exile with no trial (no trial)
I'ma put my feet up on the fire (on the fire)

In the Lions Den, I see a tiger (see a tiger)
If you flying high, I’m flying higher (fly high)
Reading all these red books, I’m inspired
Imma raise the bar up like a high note (like a high note)
(GAY UP!!)

Bitch I like the red, I’m like a pyro/pe
Just like Vincent Van Gogh, when you see me going psycho (going psycho)
My insurance God, I don’t need Geico (seraphim)
Imma keep it off-white, like albino (Virgil Abloh)

History will never be the same
Jesus Gang we praying for the lames (3 DAYS)
Walking through the valley, through the plains
Swerving out I cant stay in my lane (swerve swerve)

They wanna know how I am so drained (so drained)
Do not say my name if it’s in vein (in vein)
Be like, be like me, bitch you’re not worthy (not worthy)
Only 12 I fuck with is the jury

Bitch I am the hero of my story
When I grab the pen I make it gory (gotta grab the glory)
Always wake up early in the morning
Peaceful when I sleep, I’m not snoring(Badge of Honor when I’m touring)

Wanna steal my clothes, you can’t adorn it (Can't adorn it)
Sharp and shallow mind, look like a Taurus (brain is porous)
Never be like me, to be honest (honest)
I might spin the wheel like I’m Cronus (I take the risk with ease)

Hail, full of grace! The Lord is with thee now (oh)
Face to face (oh)
I'm facing all my fears (oh)
In they place (oh)
I'm facing all my demons (oh)
With a mace (oh)
Oh (oh)

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333styl333

Lyrics: Three threes and I put them on my feet, seraphim steppers when I’m walking on the beat 
Dying in the studio, dying from the heat
Dining in a palace, bitch you dying in the streets 

Court speak, cause my words are elite
Black ash fault, no I don’t mean concrete
Job isn’t finished, until it’s complete
I don’t need Grammies, cause I don’t compete 

Bring in the sitar, stupid ass nigga yeah bitch you a retard. King of dick eating, I call you the meat tsar. Goofy ass Nigga, like bitch you from Pixar

And your fits looking bizarre, did you get it from the bazaar. Bitch you not even on par. Got 3 strikes I’m offending the umpire. 

Black ash must’ve thought it was a house fire
Slash me, and I’ll pull up in some flat tires 
Indigo in the cut like a textile
Tryna read me but you can’t read my text style

OwlEyEs on fire like a Phoenix 
Colder than a flock flightless bird using Linux 
Victory lap cause I’m already winning
Chilling in my garden like it was in the beginning

Bring in the sitar, stupid ass nigga yeah bitch you a retard. King of dick eating, I call you the meat tsar. Goofy ass Nigga, like bitch you from Pixar

And your fits looking bizarre, did you get it from the bazaar. Bitch you not even on par. Got 3 strikes I’m offending the umpire. 

Three threes and I put them on my feet, seraphim steppers when I’m walking on the beat 
Dying in the studio, dying from the heat
Dining in a palace, bitch you dying in the streets

PHO3N1X // BL4CK4SH3

Prod: https://youtube.com/channel/UCt8GGVsR3tI0x97jwx7Ct8A
Background Vocals: https://soundcloud.com/teenage_dirtbag_bb?ref=clipboard&p=i&c=1&si=2A580F70A472429EBFD1C6C6185C2F0F&utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing
Lyrics: It's your life
It's your choices
Follow your true heart
In love
Walk in sunset
Hold on to a shard of hope
It's your life
It's your choices
Follow your true heart
In love
Walk in sunset
Hold on to a shard of hope

It’s your life-it’s your life- it’s your life- life-life it’s your life

Tanzanite, ancient sites, Mortal Kombat test your might
Do it right, not out of spite, Erron Black or you’ll get piped. 
You’re a pigeon, I’m a Phoenix, chain reaction, not alike
I will Set the record straight, I will set the record right

Tanzanite and this shit rarer than diamond
Pulled it out the ground, im a Simanjiro titan
Touch my tanzanite, I might have to go fight him
Got him spellbound, my magic around him tighten 

Feel like Saturn the way I’m dripping diamonds
Bitch I go to Venice, bitch I’m swimming on the islands
Trash island, when I hit up Thailand
Hit up all these islands, it feels like New Horizons 

Woke up in the morning, didn’t choose no violence
Close my eyelids, bitch I see no violence 
Flowing the Tigris, moon on libra rising
Feel like Iris, refracting all the lightness 

[Feel like Nostradamus, when I’m reading your alignments 
Aphroditous, Isis, Osiris
Back on my bullshit, got the magic like it’s Skyrim
Black, blue and purple, bitch I got Tanzanite-itus]

Walk up in the room and I’m felling like the fool, late night, full moon, chilling at the pool. And my eyes look like silver, tanzanite so icy man this shit make me shiver. 

I tell the truth, it’s not true, I did not hit her. Purple monster, it eats through my liver
Quick silver, cry me a River. Crimea tensions, I raise to the heavens. There is 7, 11 are standing. Late night run at the gas station spending. It’s a treat in the winter, it’s snowing. I fade to white getting snowblind I know it.

Tanzanite, ancient sites, test your might-might
Do it right, not out of spite, you might get piped- piped. 
You’re a pigeon, I’m a Phoenix, not a like-like
Set the record straight, set the record right-right

Tanzanite and this shit rarer than diamond
Pulled it out the ground, im a Simanjiro titan
Touch my tanzanite, I might have to go fight him
Got him spellbound, my magic around him tighten 

Feel like Saturn the way I’m dripping diamonds
Bitch I go to Venice, bitch I’m swimming on the islands
Trash island, when I hit up Thailand
Hit up all these islands, it feels like New Horizons 
Woke up in the morning, didn’t choose no violence
Close my eyelids, bitch I see no violence 
Flowing the Tigris, moon on libra rising
Feel like Iris, refracting all the lightness 

Black, blue and purple bitch I got Tanzanite-itus 

Indigo stones 

Tanzanite, please read my rights. Body heat, please hold me tight
Tanzanite, In the dark, not a fright, fight or flight, I freeze in your light
Tanzanite, beauty of mine, read my mind, give me some time
Tanzanite, dark in the light, light in the dark, light a heart, just a spark
Tanzanite, pray I’m not far, red rocks from mars, please lord, give me stars.

Tanzanite Snow

@scumwad 

Lyrics:
(scumwad)
i’m passed out at church on a sunday
i don’t really care what the priest say
find me in the precinct
find me where the desync
find me barely breathing and i don’t know what to say

i’m like oh my god 
i’m like oh my god 
if i could meet myself 
i probably wouldn’t meet myself
i’m like oh my god 

i’m passed out at church on a sunday
i don’t really care what the priest say
find me in the precinct
find me where the desync
find me barely breathing and i don’t know what to say

yeah
staring at your face 
i wish it didn’t really happen this way but it did
and that’s just how i’m living today 
and i am trying to stay awake for long as i can
i’m 7 days with the narcan
don’t take the fakes that are past plan
idk what’s going on man 
sometimes i feel like i’m japan 

i’m like oh my god 
i’m like oh my god 
if i could meet myself 
i probably wouldn’t meet myself
i’m like oh my god 

i’m passed out at church on a sunday
i don’t really care what the priest say
find me in the precinct
find me where the desync
find me barely breathing and i don’t know what to say


(Indigo Clowns)
Back of the church on a Sunday, I don’t really care what the priest say
I stay with my tarot, I feel like a pharaoh
Underground city rat, I stay with the railroad

It’s the scum that makes fun, drinking rum and we go dumb
I not fucking with you bums, talking shit we cut your tongue

Ultra-Indigo, I’m not with you bro 
10 hits, and I’m moving really really slow 
Now I’m thinking bout the shit, that I shouldn’t know 
Had to ash it out, before I let the Phoenix go

I’m ok tho, really I’m ok tho
I’m ok tho, really I’m ok tho 
10 hits that’s a knock I’mma KO
Tyson/Holyfield I leave your shit on Van-Gogh

On a Sunday, that’s a scum day, all day thinking bout the fashion runways
Twisted fantasy, I leave her ass like runaway
Stunna-stunna shades, graduation fly away

Back of the church on a Sunday, I don’t really care what the priest say
I stay with my tarot, I feel like a pharaoh
Underground city rat, I stay with the railroad

It’s the scum that makes fun, drinking rum and we go dumb
I not fucking with you bums, talking shit we cut your tongue

sunday ft.Indigo Clowns (prod.momo_saga)

PRODUCTION BY:TOBY RADIATION FOX

LYRICS:

Double Heads up, we feigning
And I’m moving in the gallows like a hanging
Got a target on my back it’s insane man
I’m a Phoenix from the ash, grave digging 

Sharp tack, don’t attack me, I’m racking
Spill ash, on my the Mac, on my black skin
No. 1, all 3s when I’m rapping
White magic on me had to tap in 

Roll the dice, I’m in white with the dove 
Dirty work, but I’m taking off the gloves
Pick a card, when the push comes to shove 
Flip a coin, leave my life up to luck

Silver on silver, I’m stuck
All in the name of good luck
Dropping a coin in the well
I look at you as it fell
Up in the church, at the bell


Counting up quarters, I’m up
Countering satan, I duck
Pennies and dimes, I call bluff
Dreaming in dreams, fade to dust
I put my life under my luck

double heads, double slash, two-face
black ash, backslash, black ace
act up, act tough, catch a case
like bladee, bitch im coming down with grace

Good luck, like bitch you gon need it
light up-light up like a Phoenix
switch up, triple play, like a remix
prosecution talking shit, that's polemics

(50)L1F3//LUCK(50)

PRODUCTION BY: GEORGE BUZINKAI

LYRICS:
Out in the sun and I burn like a seraphim 
I read your bars, man that shit is embarrassing
Millennium Falcon, I fly like I’m Harrison
Don’t intervene, let it be, like I’m Harrison

I’m evergreen, indigo, I ain’t perishing
If I see purple textiles, I’m wearing it
Try to cross me, like my nigga, I’m bearing it
I ain’t a hatchet man, I’d rather bury it 

Out of the pit, like I’m Lazarus. I got red diamonds, I’m hazardous. If I see Ra, than I’m out of it. Stay in my home, bitch it’s cavernous 

Indigo Clowns on his owl shit
Count Dracula, you can count on it 
Ill hold your secrets like cabinets
I am the GOAT, don’t mean Baphomet

I feel like the count, when I walk through my manor
Son of the Dragon, like Vlad The Impaler
Make all my shit, but I am not a tailor 
I ain’t a witch, but I’m magic like Salem

If I get money I burn it like whalers
I tell xem quit smoking, you’ll need an inhaler
I keep it steady, I move through the failure
I’m in the city, light up like a flare gun

Light up like a flare gun
Light up like a flare gun

Star and Cross, know I wear them
Red Glare, bitch I fear none

Indigo Clowns on his owl shit
Count Dracula, you can count on it 
Ill hold your secrets like cabinets
I am the GOAT, don’t mean Baphomet

I feel like the count, when I walk through my manor
Son of the Dragon, like Vlad The Impaler
Make all my shit, but I am not a tailor 
I ain’t a witch, but got magic like Salem

COUNT DR4CUL4

PRODUCTION BY: PANCOTI993 & MAI FAI

LYRICS:

Just give me some time to get to know you

Heard you wanna be like me

Twist your head, I can entertain your fantasy

Death come 3 by 3

God smite thy enemy

You can't be like me

Keep my key, gotta be focused on the ending

Two swords, I'm fencing

I don't wanna fight

I’m tired, I'm tired, I'm sick of being tired

S3NT3NC3

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