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LAMB TO THE SLAUGHTER

LAMB TO THE SLAUGHTER [prod. Undead Ronin]

MARMADUKE

FISHFOOD

RAATMA

written / performed by @blckbrds
produced by @zepelinbeats
engineered by @tumaggz

GROWING FANGS (FEAT. FXCKJAMiE) [PROD. SUBTRY]

Im not a master im gone,
Abyss is my bitch im the son,
Shining so bright come along,
Teeth diamond, faded from the morsels in the cup
Sippin mushies from a tea bag, did you see that 
Shapes bendin like yo mama kept it secret does it seem bad
Beam-lead out my fuckin chrome - you a bean bag 
Spillin out on the floor, make a mess yo team sad
Hacky-sacky aint so fun when your homie bleedin, feel that?
Hackin this terror out my system need a clean rag
Wipe the blood off my katana, ronin de-man
Lead with - dishonor and a motherfuckin seq-eunce
Im the ghost, a duely host for this clean man
Did you hear me are you thinkin im a mean man 
Most of the time im kinda nice but ive seen shit
So I handle knife like a motherfuckin genius,,
Scriptz
Yeah
G
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N

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S
Great
 Energy 
   Never 
     In 
      an 
        Umbral 
          Set
Shadow isnt fuckin castin cuz im the one pick
Plucking heart strings, rappin bout the hard things you a bitch
I can never be a fan had to become artist 
Supple touch for these hoes cuz they've been through hard shit
Lest they want a fuckin poundin cuz I have a lot to give
Vigorous soon viral, now she burnin when she piss me off
Intelligent, not irrelevant, smoke it one drag for the hell of it
iil embellish it, desert eagle with some gold trim to elevate,
like to bring shit to a higher level than I found it with 
peel back all those layers, strip those bitches from their shell n shit
Like to make em better, and bit wetter, wake up in my bed girl,
Ill scribe the medicine, your name into the next world
What I mean is im the demi-urge to kill a god
Sky's fuckin burning now, apostles off their horse and sloths
Im not a master im gone,
Abyss is my bitch im the son,
Shining so bright come along,
Teeth diamond, faded from the morsels in the cup

GHOST TALK (PROD. LLOUIS)

BONDO

1 MINUTE (Prod. Reasy Beats)

MOBBS RADICAL - PHILOSOPHY OF THE KNIFE(PROD. JON LOC)

prod. by tengulovemoney

lyrics
My words immortalized from a mortals eyes 
Do more than describe the sky 
I paint demise ’till my minds black as night 
A fatal cycle, reside by the tide filled with fog 
Like I smoked a pack of lights 
Find no resolve 
I just indulge like a pack of wolves hunting down a snack 
A skull of wrath, but the fact is my life feels flat and dull 
Pack it up, I never backed things up 
I lack too much to cap this off with braggadocios lines
And so I catapult off Adderall 
I’d rather hope than drag and cope  
So, let us have a toast to the tragedies of the past before we start a new mass revolt 
I’ve mastered prose
This shit I wrote is rather dope 
That’s hammered home with rapid blows 
Spit smooth as a fucking satin coat 
I’ve been on the grind, I don’t have a second to spare 
On the regular, checking rhymes 
Developing all these lines 
Wrestling with my mind 
All the rest of you get behind me
Shits effortless, but I try to connect these joints like my spine 

I’ve been in my prime time 
Night time, write lines 
To reflect my lifetime 
Bright rhymes, fuck it 
I’ve been in my prime time 
Night time, write lines 
To reflect my lifetime 
Bright rhymes, fuck it 

The truth is, but a tool to make a truce with what I knew 
And truthfully the view is putrid, but proves to be a new muse
For rapping all this stupid shit
it’s lucid cause I drew it with a looseness 
I’ve been aloof since I was two 
Bitch, I’m too sick 
And if you only knew the lonely tempo of my tune 
Then you would too feel a semblance of my tension start to bloom
Like the sun at the start of June 
And some lines that I rhyme are doomed to confine thoughts my mind resumes 
To refine as the grind consumes 
My time ‘till I find sublime and bandaids for all my wounds
I’d give some kind of boost to speed up the rate that I could improve  
Find space to embrace the moon 
Taste the sweet resolve like fruit ‘till it spreads like scents of perfume 
And some new pleasure is induced 
My timid limits that prevent me from seeing shit through to fruition 
Fish for support in a war with malice and vengeance 
Ascending to higher plane fields 
A gentle mind, but I may feel
Desire to send you a brand new message like a maze field 
Use these words like a face shield, still my worth needs appraisal 
With all the self love I give, my mind can’t remain still  
Entertaining your shit  
Interchanging, then I drift into days of dread I exist 
I complain too much, I admit 

I’ve been in my prime time 
Night time, write lines 
To reflect my lifetime 
Bright rhymes, fuck it 
I’ve been in my prime time 
Night time, write lines 
To reflect my lifetime 
Bright rhymes, fuck it 
I’ve been in my prime time 
Night time, write lines 
To reflect my lifetime 
Bright rhymes, fuck it

A LIFETIME OF LESIØNS

"The Houston Devil"

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