2 star67 songs ft xoly (all plats)

https://open.spotify.com/album/1HhDXKOXyD8fEmbOgvelef
lyrics:
(@jamesahh)
leave my body i just wanna disappear
hatred ruined me why tf am i still here
livin life happily knowin the end is near
im so retarded il never have a career
i been praying to god that one day ud be near
but i think my social skills are here to interfere
if i die use my body parts as souvenirs
drowning in my thoughts bitch im drowning in my tears
cant pull a bitch everyones a fucking thot
i cant step outside without looking like a bot
bitch i wanna try but i cant my mind is locked x2
cant leave my room its like im stuck in a box
if u kill me leave my body all up on the rocks
bitch i wanna try but i cant my mind is locked x2
(@morguee)
im in the pen locked up for doing nothing
so i grab the pen and write away line dumping
dk y u assume that im always up to something
im unproblematic prolly way too fucking trusting
yea this girl said that she thinks im the one 
i might fuckin jump the gun idk what im doin here
drifting through this shit like a fuckin c1
but i cant see anyone through their fake ass appearances
pistol grip pump on my lap at all times
burying the hatchet one step at a time
run up on me i promise ill make you sit
deep sea surgeon catch me operating on my wrist
ima do myself and coexist wit u wannabes
quantities in the pen takin large quantities
break inside ur crib taking shit in large quantities
on another plain fuck all your ideologies

npcs w/ morgue

wh6y - ​go back to bed

look at lsd man ..... so inspirational (╥_╥)

@methparadise
@dontscrewmeover
we recorded this yesterday, merry xmas eve

meth 🎄 aforing ☃️🌟 board game (24 hour drop)

ima parasite
take ur blood
i wanna crush
dont wanna hug
i wanna die 
off the drugs

take ur blood // djinn flea market 🛖🏮 *Prod Me* 528hz

not og cover just thought it'll fit 

rip

osama xan laden - madonna ugly af lmaoo

take the L (feat. skore)

The Architect
by GoolZan

Yeah…
Blueprints in my veins…
Static in my pulse…
Built from code and chaos,
The architect walks alone.

Yeah, the gauntlet's thrown in a stadium of ghosts
Where legends are laminated and lyrical boasts
Are carved in the headstones of those who came close
I'm a polyglot poet, my mind's a thesaurus
You're playing checkers, I'm orchestrating a chorus
Of concepts so complex they bend the very fabric
Of phonics, you claim havoc, I'm crafting static
Into a symphony, a true catastrophe for the apparatus
That manufactures your madness, I see the flashes
Of brilliance, but they're eclipsed by the trappings
Of a system that's clapping, trapping you in a pattern
I'm a fractal, you're a fraction, do the math, it's a disaster

I’m the sound behind the silence
The storm inside the calm
Every word I drop’s defiant,
Every rhyme reborn in psalm.

Architect of the fallen dreams
Builder of the unseen schemes
Yeah, I bend the code and breathe it back
Into light from broken beams.

They talk about the hustle, the struggle, the come-up
I'm dismantling the very concept you can sum up
In a catchy hook, I'm a different type of look
Behind the curtain of the game, I'm the crook who stole the book
And re-wrote the rules in a language you can't parse
I'm a quantum leap, you're just throwing sparks in the dark
My cadence is a weapon, a multi-syllable blade
That fillets the fakery, every charade gets flayed
You built your house on a flow that's predictable and neat
I'm an earthquake, shifting plates beneath your feet
You tell stories 'bout the streets, I give the streets a voice
A choice, a complex thought, not just making noise

Ooooh… rise through the frequencies…

I speak in algorithms and metaphors collide,
Turn my pain into pressure, watch the diamonds divide.
There’s rhythm in reason, and chaos in rhyme,
I bend the seconds till they fracture time.

You can’t cage the architect…

I’m the sound behind the silence
The storm inside the calm
Every bar’s an act of science,
Every truth explodes like balm.

Architect of the fallen dreams
Builder of the unseen schemes
Yeah, I bend the code and breathe it back
Into light from broken beams.

So this ain't a diss, it's a lesson in precision
A surgical incision to reveal your flawed condition
You're a product of the past, I'm the premonition
Of a future where the art form demands a new admission
Price for entry is a mind that's sharp and endless
You're defensive, I'm offensive with a style so relentless
That it reboots the very server you're connected to
I'm the architect, the blueprint, and the wrecking crew
You're a character, a caricature of what you're meant to be
I'm the raw, unfiltered energy of the MPC
I don't need a narrative, I don't need a sob story
I am the syllable, the rhythm, and the raw glory

Of pure craft, a lyrical bath in acid, you can't outlast it
My shadow's your whole world, you're living in the shadow of a classic
Who hasn't even peaked yet, this is just a sample
Of the seismic shift I'm bringing, you can't handle the example.

No victory laps, no applause, just a quiet fact —
The craft moved on. There’s no turning back.
Silence is my stadium now.
Game over.

npcs w/ morgue

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