Name: Stardust by Karma LaCore
Duration: 1 min 46 s
Description: A 5 minute freestyle off a random beat mixed and mastered by me, revolving around the genre and style of #HyperPop and #Glitchcore

SBO WRLD- CYPHER

Lyrics 


Mamacita I'm in love with your demeanor
Pyrex whipping, Felt woozy when I seen her
Couped up in a blacked out beamer
Siembra Valles in her system all she need yeah

Devilish
I Got sum tings up in Beverly
Selfish shit
Your love ain't meant for this entity
Benefits
That's all you would ever want from me
Vetements
High fashion imported overseas

Shawty you said that you love me its fake (Yeah it’s fake)
I'll play along if you want for the game
(All for the game)
Spat in my face you misjudged me okay
(Misjudged me)
Stuck in my brain, And she's making it change; I'm going insane

Think that I'm slipping my visions I paint
Heavenly scriptures is all I create
Fashion ain't ova unless I can say
I made the clothes, And the road that you take

Corpses, Mental torment
It’s the fate of the unspoken
Cold heart, Souls gone dormant
Mourning, so morbid
No snoring

Cartier glasses my vision is clear (Oh I know)
I don’t do bluffing my words are sincere (I Know)
Chanting like gospel the hymns that you hear (Oh I Know)
Travesty’s chaos i spread it like fear (Oh yeah woah)

Girl I’m a demon you know what you see
Blood on my chain, Got bodies in the sea
Bag getting big, So I'll take you with me
Still never grateful the voids all I see

Darkness envelops
All of the thoughts you develop
Faux rich
It’s a setup 
I know that you can do better

Darling please save me, I’ve met with my grave
All I can smell now, Is Cocaine and blades 
My path is coarse, But i won’t shed a tear
where’s your remorse, All I sense is your fear

Mob ties we lurk in the catacombs
Don’t take demands girl I’ll hang up the phone
I’m not a puppet I won’t play your roles
Wearing halo but got devil horns

I cannot hide it, Anguish in my tones
Lord give me guidance, I won’t make it home
Stuck in the violence, My mind lost control 
Demons inviting, Temptation it grows

Oh
Don’t let me go
You lost control
I lost my worth babe
Before it gets worse let just turn back
Revert to earth yeah

Conflict

Conflict (Prod. badforyou x hix)

Lyrics

It's 10AM I'm slippin 
keep on grippin for some hope
Yeah my prayers stay unanswered 
For my sins I can't control

But in this demons den where i repent
Time slipping right thru my own hands
Can't grasp it like some fuckin sand
Each hourglass has its own end 

Every step I take, Feels like a mistake
O' My wisdom lacks
Every action fruitless in the face of fate
The gods will laugh
For neither man or god can control a broken misfits path
Thats. Up. To. The. Sinner. To. Decide. That

Pause, Now it kickstarts again

All these thoughts gather round
so I doubt; make amends
conflicted by my visions
Keep trying different meds
The numbing wasn't working
so I'll embrace my end

Destructive cycle now forgotten
Hold my hand as I start walking
pistol packing, seeking action
was my only living tactic
Lost my focus start to panic
Mind is flooded like titanic
Every second living seems blissful 
once you cannot have it

Uh, Reset my mind
I'm Finding the time

To understand why I ever crossed all those lines
My limited existence took freedom from I
For my purpose I'll go and fight til I die
My mistakes the product surviving my mind

But I think that I've lived enough 
Leading an era full of guts
For nothing's ever promised
As a mistake risen from the mud

Out of sight O' out of mind
My vision gray can't get it right
A hint of red when blades arise 
My life or their's it's Do or die 

I can't fathom why this anger 
from the depths of hell beseech
Transcendental Entities 
I know they hear my fucking screams

As I write forbidden scriptures
Dodging all these horrid visions
To my demons no more winning
For my brethren please bear witness 
Drop my armor grab my weapon 
Time I die or reach the end bih
One more fucking mistake best believe I won't be ever steppin

Uh, Reset my mind
One day I'll be fine

I'm counting down my days
Cuz the shinigami stays
And when this body rots away
I hope my blessins will be saved

But of my 7 sins only 1 will never drop
To be greedy but a king bitch I'm selfish til i rot
I'll find my destiny once forgotten under rocks
Arisen from a vision that the heavens didn't want

10AM

10AM (Prod. SAUCE X $ecret)

Like chill
Bitch this aint my final evolution
Chop it, no problem, im good with solutions
Clueless
Can't catch me snoozin
Two louis V make a W, I aint losing

Other rappers wack, dryed up just like euphrates
My flow uncontrolled so they stay steady hating
Touring the whole world, globally I'm gone make it
Baby make a show in my room gettin naked

60 shots not a kill
He had to hit pause
Spun it right back
Made a deal, I had to hit 1

They know when I act, Ion feel, I had to go numb
Onna shirt he act right, Bet he won't talk much
Had to catch my flight, Cashed out like Mike
Shordy shaking ass, Aint fake yeah its lifelike

Living in the limelight, It's flashy
She wanna fuck, Seen her tiddies she flashing
Bugatti Chiron we pushing things faster
Just made a band offa brick, Money stacker

Its blacked out, guns outs, moving like the flash now
Aint no fucking with us, Cuz we aint afraid to crash down

Aye hol on

One, Two 
Baby who is you
I dont fuck with it
Three, Four
I don't wanna know
Don't talk bout it
Five, Six
Shawty lemme hit
Can you rock with it
Seven, Eight
I done made a fate
I been poppin in

You done fucked up, Tossin dirt right on top my name
Misfit typa killa, 6 figures that I’m just tryna chase
I’m with the gorillas, they steppin steady, they goin ape 
Always get the feelin, I’m fuelin somebody else’s fate

Filled with rage 
Got things to say
But, Cant enter inside my brain
I, find the concept quite insane
Digging out poison from my fuckin veins

Like chill
Bitch this aint my final evolution
Chop it, no problem, im good with solutions
Clueless
Can't catch me snoozin
Two louis V make a W, I aint losing

I’m different lil bitch, yeah you fucking with the losers
Too many bodies, pussy party palooza 
I see the divide, ship split like a cruiser
Bih you ain’t invited, get the fuck on and move uh

Cuz bitch how i’m steppin, It’s different 
Ain’t up for discussion
No negotiations, I don’t do the bluffing
This form isn’t final, Still built thru the struggle
They talking and talking like I won’t bring trouble

Running up them digits, dirty sipping you can’t catch this wave
Purple in my veins, yellow vision xanny bars for game
Bitch like Juri Han, Bad as fuck had her catchin meat
Ignorance my middle fucking name, bitch don’t fuck with me

Chill

Chill (Prod. ACCULBED)

Produced by @deadfave

4K Lij - dreams.mp3

Lyrics

I just wake up and get a bag
Wake up in the morning, roll the weed, hit the gas
Baby I’m a 1 of 1 Wolf, in my pack
I don’t got the time to put nobody on my back
I don’t want her body I just pass her to the SETT
She know Imma fly, I got bat wings on my neck
Talking on the net, like you really threat 
Please protect your neck, we coming above the rim

We coming at ya neck
Hitting below the belt and hitting above the rim
Sliding with my bros to go and get us a check
I’m overthinking so, I light up a cigarette
Shawty hit my line and she got it I can’t pretend
Caramel body remind me of cinnamon
Shawty God-Body, her pussy popping a 10
Caramel body remind me of cinnamon

dreams

Mixed by @skarletbandxz

Music video: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=59f7vaNnkC4

Cover art by sunny_waifu on ig

lyrics: https://genius.com/Young-osaker-lil-chiyer-listen-lyrics

*mv in desc* young osaker x lil chiyer - LISTEN! [prod. Dogmurd]

Lyrics:

Lil shawty take a flic let’s post up
3 thots on my dick that’s a foursome
New glock on my hip that’s a 43
X flipping that shit just 4 me
.45 with da hollow make ya throat bleed
Triple 6 we a threat to ya home team
Don’t lie yo lil partner was a dope fiend
For the set $NRG born of 03’

Fucking with this shawty, Got a body like snow
But she won’t love on me she just love blow
She just wanna party, Let a sinner control
Shawty she dropping it, shaking it low
Like baby just pop it back, Lose all control
If you want this prada bag, Dance like a hoe
Back like I never left, Start up the show
Money I make it spread, Making it glow

They won’t talk to me, I sip wockhardt
Need some company, Come round my parts
Diamonds shine and gleam, Like a rockstar 
Death the Kidd my G like I’m black star 

She be in the party acting like she not a bop
Dolly moving hasty yeah she wanna act a thot
We don’t got relations but she let me hit the spot
I’m an invocation that she use to talk to god

Oh lord, It’s the mob
6 Stomps, 6 Times, 6 Dogs 
Going hard, Goddamn
When we walk in the spot
Yeah It’s ours
Every head’s just gonna drop at our power
Versace my body how I’m taking showers

Oh lord, It’s the mob
6 Stomps, 6 Times, 6 of us Dogs 
Oh lord, It’s the mob
6 Stomps, 6 Times, 6 of us Dogs

Lil shawty take a flic let’s post up
3 thots on my dick that’s a foursome
New glock on my hip that’s a 43
X flipping that shit just 4 me
.45 with da hollow make ya throat bleed
Triple 6 we a threat to ya home team
Don’t lie yo lil partner was a dope fiend
For the set $NRG born of 03’

Fucking with this shawty, Got a body like snow
But she won’t love on me she just love blow
She just wanna party, Let a sinner control
Shawty she dropping it, shaking it low
Like baby just pop it back, Lose all control
If you want this prada bag, Dance like a hoe
Back like I never left, Start up the show
Money I make it spread, Making it glow

They won’t talk to me, I sip wockhardt
Need some company, Come round my parts
Diamonds shine and gleam, Like a rockstar 
Death the Kidd my G like I’m black star 

She be in the party acting like she not a bop
Dolly moving hasty yeah she wanna act a thot
We don’t got relations but she let me hit the spot
I’m an invocation that she use to talk to god

Oh lord, It’s the mob
6 Stomps, 6 Times, 6 Dogs 
Going hard, Goddamn
When we walk in the spot
Yeah It’s ours
Every head’s just gonna drop at our power
Versace my body how I’m taking showers

Oh lord, It’s the mob
6 Stomps, 6 Times, 6 of us Dogs 
Oh lord, It’s the mob
6 Stomps, 6 Times, 6 of us Dogs

Lil shawty take a flic let’s post up
3 thots on my dick that’s a foursome
New glock on my hip that’s a 43
X flipping that shit just 4 me
.45 with da hollow make ya throat bleed
Triple 6 we a threat to ya home team
Don’t lie yo lil partner was a dope fiend
For the set $NRG born of 03’

Fucking with this shawty, Got a body like snow
But she won’t love on me she just love blow
She just wanna party, Let a sinner control
Shawty she dropping it, shaking it low
Like baby just pop it back, Lose all control
If you want this prada bag, Dance like a hoe
Back like I never left, Start up the show
Money I make it spread, Making it glow

SixOfUsDogs

SixOfUsDogs (Prod. wiewior x tengo x trini)

4K LIJ - VENICE BITCH [PROD+ RIP NOVEMBER] [PROD+ WARBOY]

A 5 minute freestyle off a random beat mixed and mastered by me, revolving around the genre and style of #HyperPop and #Glitchcore

Stardust

Karma LaCore

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