Happy birthday Tom Cruise!
Lyrics:

Cash cow 
Ass out 
Looking like a rascal 
Pat till I pass out 
Fur coat mascot 

Gotta gut it end up bitching Like a bad dog 
I ain’t been according Got that Michelin trash star 

Fuck a whole damn 
"Greed til you get "
In the goat line, Get the Last place at the vet 

With that Prozac tap 
Got that sera full cap 
Full mag 
Full of merry go round gum 

Man got buns
Hanging over em
Rum to Bunsen burner 
And bottles up 
Molotov Round them cunts 

With the Countdown 
Guns that could dump that junk
Caught me scrappin like a bum 
Without Backup 
 
Put plans,don’t attach it
Turn it down Like it andybody asking 
With the full black boot So ratched
Ain’t no doc worth the rocks 
Out of fashion 

Pay em like they get 
With a ghost and a debt 
Tell me like a needle 
I don’t wanna know, bet 
Without a mask 
No respect 

Hunches back 
Ain’t no stretch 
In the booth counting checks 
Looking like Alita with the teeth of a koala 
On the chase 
I’m like a furball baddie on a bed full of tech

Brickwall Brickwall Brickwall

DAY AFTER DAY W/ BONELESS TERROR (PROD. NetuH)

HISSING SEQUENCE  [PROD. DUMBCHILD]

Swallowing Centipedes

Istasha The Scrub - In My Fountainhead Palace

BACK TO BLACK
Produced By: FXCKJAMiE
Mixed & Mastered By: MVZI & FXCKJAMiE
Artwork By: FXCKJAMiE

@mvzi
@fxckyoujamie

LYRICS:

Knock knock, who’s that
It’s me, I’m back to black
I never really left
I just needed to be sad
Pop off, my head
I’m a skeleton that raps
A spooky mother fucker
With a tooly and a gat

I’ve been
Locked in for days
Maybe I’m in a coffin
Hear my bell, It’s ringing out
Can someone get this zombie walking

I’ve got
Blood on my blade
Baby you know I love it
MVZI coming straight from hell
Witches are conjuring my summon

Got me looking for my Frankenstein
Bitch I’m feeling half alive
Another monster waking with a collar
Meds control my mind
I’ll down a bottle, til I waddle, kill my vitals,
Take my life
After tomorrow, I'll be borrowed, by the devil
I'm designed

I don’t blame death
This a life I wasted
Rolled myself a blunt
That I laced, then I faced it
Hallow til my grave bed
Broken bones, you break bread
Praying to a god, that don’t want
What he made then

I’ll keep inking my body
Til I can’t see it no more
I want a witch that’s an artist
So she can make me some clothes
My skin is itching, blood is crawling
From the pins in my coat
I’ve seem to lost all my hope
My life’s been stuck at a low

Never wanna be the blamed
Never wanna see a change
Now you stuck in limbo
In the land that you’ll remain the same
Dependent on the others fame
Sticking like a bloody stain
Looking out the window
Wishing you were in a better place

Knock knock, who’s that
It’s me, I’m back to black
I never really left
I just needed to be sad
Pop off, my head
I’m a skeleton that raps
A spooky mother fucker
With a tooly and a gat

I’ve been
Locked in for days
Maybe I’m in a coffin
Hear my bell, It’s ringing out
Can someone get this zombie walking

I’ve got
Blood on my blade
Baby you know I love it
MVZI coming straight from hell
Witches are conjuring my summon

BACK TO BLACK

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BACK TO BLACK (Prod. FXCKJAMiE)

Don't Give A Fuck (prod. NetuH)

RAATMA

ADAVLYNN YOCX - FVCK

Part of the Disposal project
Artwork by Papa Sleep @c3of

Lyrics:
Dissected at my side
Sight breaks down
In this shed that's starved of light
End the times 
Im ripped up

Katarakt (Bonus Track)

Lyrics:
All I see is shit when you scribble on your wish-list
End it, two faced 
Trade place and i dismiss

Focus on your fable like your Bigby 
Fuck an addition there’s no brigade out when you dig deep 

Gripping it like a shoelace 
That I've untied 
I’ve been running 
I’ve been impatient 
I’ve been unmodified

Painted the forks that I’ve been now split off from on the outside I got to brush it up let it come i cover up another time 

Switch over 
Nat Geo; Gone wild 
Taste like cave 
No way out 
I’m gone 
Dry

Pep talk 
Abysmal 
I’m sick 
Pepto bismol 
Doctor rinse out the gridlock 

Twelve commas in my schock
And they all dark 
Tell the lights off imma switch it and they all spark 
Run a service on my line and my now rays talk 
When the blind spots lock 
I’m erased doc 

Paint a picture, leave a frame like roger rabbit 
I’ll bounce the que to drop out of line 
Fuck holding habits 

Hunters mark 
Stuck in routine
Lights a post
Enter a dream 
Like I could fuck with a doll 
Left in a blindfold

All I see is shit when you scribble on your wish-list
End it, two faced 
Trade place and i dismiss

Focus on your fable like your Bigby 
Fuck an addition there’s no brigade out when you dig deep

Hhhehehe (Laughing Lizard)

Im floating proudly in my vat just like I’m body fluid 
I’m through with that, redact the words just like I’m talking stupid 
Cut out the files I’m not satisfied and I want an out to go with 
Thrity liters of acetone on my styrofoam 

Reboot that shit keep coming at me like a dvd ok? 
No cables cut but cannot concentrate, Upgrade 08 
No usb or space and I’m running that cargo dry as fuck 
I don’t wanna count on taste, design my tounge Oh god 

Take me to your side 
Take me to your side 
My eyes are grain adjust 
When I supply 
oh What the fuck 
Same inside I sigh
Same inside I sigh 
I’d prefer not to, I’m in a bottle cut the neck 

I caught some rust leave my shoes what a waste 
Must round some dust in my system so frail 
I read the script try to slip out back end 
I wrap around just like the kraken grab that shit no acting 

All of my antiques, Id have caught em round 2025 
In a bunker out any other light, to badaptize send em right to die 
No pilot, Navigate the scene to save my faces 
No violet, Go shift my colored traces all so patient 

So beam me need to be deep when they probe me 
I’m a sheep go preach when I  need my wrench to relieve And re-grease the dried out shipment 

All the wrong equipment 
My shit is inconsistent, just bout per thousand hits okay 
The shame I stay evading