NEW CHAPTER! (prod. buckx2) (art by: @dumbatlas on instagram)

ISSBROKIE! - IDEK FREESTYLE! (prod. yunglord ilya)

ISSBROKIE! - i dont even like music like this lol (prod. siem spark)

ISSBROKIE - A-CUP FREESTYLE! (prod. buckx2)

ISSBROKIE - KOSHER! (prod. buckx2)

ISSBROKIE - WHO R U TALKING TO?! (prod. buckx2)

ISSBROKIE - TOXIN! (prod. buckx2)

(hook:)
4X, 4X, 4X!
4X, 4X, 4X!
4X, 4X, 4X!
4X, 4X, 4X!
4X, 4X, 4X!
4X, 4X, 4X!
4X, 4X, 4X!
4X, 4X, 4X!

(verse:)
give a fuck bout no deal i don’t need any help
last year 100 bands made by myself
n this year i’mma add like 4 times to my wealth
a bitch walkin in rockin that felt u aint felt
4XL shirt on my body 
my belt cost a hunnid times more than u got fo yoself
good self esteem, good ideas, n good health
i got gucci on me by the scent you could tell
big ass shirt lil shorts
lil ass skirt, no skorts
broke shawdy fuckin yo whore
yo house dirt, you poor
rap game i’mma high score
fuck around take a shit on yo goat for the sport
karma to crazy 
we tweaked off the xotic
i’m geekin i look like a dork
get back
pussy boi, come n get back
i don’t do the net
stupid bitch imma miss that
pockets big fat
2 switches so the sticks match
you gon hear that click clack
finna push yo wig back
hit tracks
all a bitch drop cuz ya chick cracked
smokin zig zags of dat shit make a bitch laugh
big big big big pack imma flip dat
sayin any shit back, might jus make a bitch snap
any beat i hit i make the shit fire
haters hear the shit i make, get inspired
judgin by yo lack of a fit, yo shits dire
make a rapper run outta feul like a bic lighter
9er 9er up in the sky like tye fighters
rapper peep the shit i spit n get tired
boi u is a bitch, a snitch, u wear wires
stick get him ripped from limb to limb-
(ugh, you get it)

(hook:)
4X, 4X, 4X!
4X, 4X, 4X!
4X, 4X, 4X!
4X, 4X, 4X!
4X, 4X, 4X!
4X, 4X, 4X!
4X, 4X, 4X!
4X, 4X, 4X!
boi, i’ll drop these hoes 
and i’ll drop ya ass too!
boi, i’ll drop these hoes 
and i’ll drop ya ass too!
boi, i’ll drop these hoes 
and i’ll drop ya ass too!
boi, i’ll drop these hoes 
and i’ll drop ya ass!

ISSBROKIE - 4XL! (prod. david arcade)

TRANNY STILL RAPS GOOD I THINK! (prod. lethal needle)

Verse 1:  Ascension to the Goddess
Injected intravenously, smoked or insufflated,
Heroin ascends me to her poppy throne.
Love fueled by needle dragons, silver teeth inject,
Her poison kills the agony, makes me her own.
But abandonment turns her devil, raping my mind,
Ripping body under skin, cold sweat burns so hot.
Cooked from inside out, marrow like broken glass,
Craving escape, veins collapsed, cold turkey rot.
Chorus: The Blood's Eternal Kiss
Her kisses itch with warmth, blood intoxicates,
Sexual sins, angels' glow, liquid gold halo blooms.
Feeding the dead child's need, relief from trauma's weight,
Now my enemy forever, in the veins' dark tombs.
Poppy goddess, Mother Death, womb of endless black,
Voids between realities, gods older than the arch.
Luciferian leader, Order of the Blood Eclipse,
We live in the cult, eternal, on the edge.
Verse 2: Alice's Poison Brew
IV meth with heroin, Alice's choice so cruel,
Snorting coke, needle in vein, nose in endless pain.
Hated it deep, but she injects, blue-red crystals roll,
Glass under torches, rocket fuel, chemical disdain.
IV coke with liquid acid, chest splits wide open,
Bones, flesh, blood, black lungs drip tar in the trap.
Black-lit room, I'm the doctor, clean injects I teach,
Harm reduction bible, sealed tools for the map.
Bridge 1: Trap House Sacrament (Spoken Word)
I was the street drug doctor, heroin's help book my guide,
Paid to inject the trusting, while friends drop dead beside.
Sacred tool for astral flight, first time I float away,
Ex overdoses, death rattle calls – I snap back to save.
Questioned Mother Death, her womb pulls me in deep,
Gnostic archons fade, Hermetic teachings sleep.
Deeper voids, entities whisper, psychonaut obsessed,
Junkie explorer, cult we build, forever possessed.
Verse 3: Speedballs and Sacred Plants
Crack injects speedballs of hell, meth cuts through veins,
Collapse in sweat, pitcher of ice down my spine.
Heart pounds, body falls, white out to black, vomit spins,
Mushrooms, Salvia – my key, my portal divine.
Geometrical Purple Goddess, indigo children call,
Mirror face worms wiggle, drop to the floor in thrall.
Time rips, walls strip me bare, forbidden knowledge flows,
Mother of Death communes, alters bleed occult glows.
Chorus: The Blood's Eternal Kiss
Her kisses itch with warmth, blood intoxicates,
Sexual sins, angels' glow, liquid gold halo blooms.
Feeding the dead child's need, relief from trauma's weight,
Now my enemy forever, in the veins' dark tombs.
Poppy goddess, Mother Death, womb of endless black,
Voids between realities, gods older than the arch.
Luciferian leader, Order of the Blood Eclipse,
We live in the cult, eternal, on the edge.
Verse 4: The Final Chemicals
MDPV snorts half a gram, friend drops dead before me,
Chemicals mend the torment, birth to destruction's end.
Higher than heaven's promise, silver boundaries bend,
No-clip god mode, occult blood promise lends.
Safe passage through voids, cosmic light wormhole break,
Quantum sun burns black, quicksilver drips awake.
Premortal liquid matter, energy from thought's might,
Magic language dark, beautiful, raging cosmic fright.
Bridge 2: Cosmic Gears (Spoken Word with Echoing Effects)
No angels, no demons, just gears of the machine,
Bending space and time, chaos unforeseen.
From unconscious torment to conscious exploration,
Substances unlock the horrors, the revelations.
I witness what moves between, the blurring lines,
Eternal explorer, in the eclipse we shine.
Outro: Fade to the Void (Fading Vocals)
Poppy goddess... Mother Death... eternal black...
Blood Eclipse... forever... in the void's embrace...




Poppy Goddess Requiem 13

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ISSBROKIE - WHO R U TALKING TO?! (prod. buckx2)

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