in your eyes

COVER ART BY KEEGO
PRODUCED BY FRDM.WAV
MIXED & MASTERED BY KEEGO

O-O-Open up the side door, motherfuckers pop out
If you gonna see us, better clear the fucking block out
Everybody know that imma crazy motherfucker
Pull up to your step, no Russian motherfucker
. . .
Open up the side door, motherfuckers pop out
If you gonna see us, better clear the fucking block out
Everybody know that imma crazy motherfucker
Pull up to your step, no Russian motherfucker
Bitch we knocking on your door,
Knocking on your door
Bitch we knocking on your door,
Knocking on your door
Bitch we knocking on your door,
Knocking on your door
Bitch we knocking on your door,
Knocking on your door

Yeah we knocking on your door bitch
(Bust that shit down)
Yeah I came in with the Glock switch 
(Keep running yo mouth)
Motherfuckers talk a lot of shit 
(When shit goes south) 
Yeah just know I got no options
We creeping all around, we don’t make no sound 
Take that motherfucker and we put him to the ground
We got a hundred rounds, bullets getting loud 
Take that motherfucker and we make sure he not found
What the fuck, we gon put you on shirt 
Leave that motherfucker face down in the dirt
You better watch out where we motherfucking lurk 
Yeah we walking out the door but you leaving in a hearse

Open up the side door, motherfuckers pop out
If you gonna see us, better clear the fucking block out
Everybody know that imma crazy motherfucker
Pull up to your step, no Russian motherfucker
Bitch we knocking on your door,
Knocking on your door
Bitch we knocking on your door,
Knocking on your door
Bitch we knocking on your door,
Knocking on your door
Bitch we knocking on your door,
Knocking on your door

KNOCKING [Prod. frdm.wav]

prod. by @zyrom
cover art by @dhaelo
engineered at a shithole by @dhaelo

Hello, my vision yet so foggy
Don't get cocky with the Glocky
Life's an oxymoron 'cause I'm a moron on oxy
No one's better than me so I also produce here
Big dog but with an A & W like I be drinkin' root beer
I be moving forward, we ain't in the same frame rate
Comparison's thief of joy, I'on care 'bout what they make
Surrounded by bitches, they think I care they feelings
Smosh.com, I am Ian
I'm mo' white than yo' grandma's ceiling (Shut up!)

Don't worry 'til it's late at 9 PM (And I wonder)
'Cause when I sing along with you (Ooh-ooh)

If everything could ever feel this real forever
(Nothing is real. nothing is real)
If anything could ever be this good again
(Nothing's good again, nothing's good again)
The only thing I'll ever ask of you (You)
You gotta promise not to stop when I say when (When)

OXYMORON

death_under_the_rainbow.wav

Produced by Deademane
Cover Art by Kill Ebola & Theo
Mixed & Mastered by frdm.wav

I just want to break, all you do is take
Tell me all your lies while you try and seal my fate
Nowhere to escape, lock me in the cage
Look me in my eyes and fill me with your hate
Fill me with your hate, all you do is take
Tell me all your lies while you try and seal my fate
Nowhere to escape, lock me in the cage
Look me in my eyes and fill me with your hate
Fill me with your hate

Been dealing with the bends, dirtied up the lens
Lessened borrowed time from a spine thats always tense 
Knocking for a cleanse, god just want the rent 
Got too far ahead and all the bread misaimly spent 
Now I’m sitting in the stew, till it’s what it do 
Whisking out the lies strain demise until its new 
Thought on train they knew, not a fucking clue 
Ducking out the room to nothing two
Not much to do but you choose 

I just want to break, all you do is take
Tell me all your lies while you try and seal my fate
Nowhere to escape, lock me in the cage
Look me in my eyes and fill me with your hate
Fill me with your hate, all you do is take
Tell me all your lies while you try and seal my fate
Nowhere to escape, lock me in the cage
Look me in my eyes and fill me with your hate
Fill me with your hate

In that place along the beach right before I fall asleep where I’m older 
No more phantoms follow me fake beliefs that I unsee when I’m sober
And go back to where I fell you were heaven in my hell but now it’s over
Through a window in a spell train of pain is where I dwell go run me over
Yeah

Hate [Prod. Deademane]

Produced by Diedinoctober
Cover Art by Kill Ebola & Theo
Mixed & Mastered by Frdm.wav

Yeah
The pain of my addiction keeps afflicting
The people in my life, I can feel it shifting
I keep on getting worse so why do I resist it
This is why I’m so damn tired of existence 
Every single minute, I wish that I could pivot
Think I hit my limit and you know I can’t admit it
So Imma keep on wishing that I could be different
Don’t know what I’m missing cause I live in isolation
I’ll be stuck here all alone in these four walls
Don’t know how to deal with all these withdrawals
Taking all these pills and I know it’s my fault 
Drag me towards the depths where I know I belong
And my mind keeps splitting everyday
Looking both ways, I can’t find another way
Please do not resuscitate take me to my grave
The bugs are growing under and they’re waiting for decay 

Heard the birds time to wake
Theres more hurt for today
Snort a perc off the tray 
Church said burn at the stake 
Ive felt worse add the shakes 
Cause I got work to do to stay confused and feel misused while you earn all the pay 
To leave me turning in place 
And leading learning a play 
Of running bleeding in space 
For hunting feining his grace
Smothered tar on a hazmat 
Chew another bar imma snack that
Choose another car I might crash bad 
Flew a little far now I’m half mad
Flew a little far I can’t laugh glad 
Battery low charge weight in backpack 
In my head I carve with a black tack 
Fucking bled and starved for exact math

Infirmity [Prod. Diedinoctober]

produced kill ebola 
mastered frdm.wav 

Biv
when the lights shut down right before me
can’t remember the reason I’m calling
just a minute or two of your boring
I just wanna be here for the morning
I don’t state warnings
keeping the peace
I’m ignoring
resting for weeks
I’m just stalling
resting for weeks
I’m just stalling
wiping the tears from my skull
maybe I’m better off home
fuck it I’m better alone
it’s all that I’ve ever known
reach for the dark for the cold
can’t find a hand I can hold
don’t think I’ll die when I’m old
don’t think I’ll make it at all

Eb00b
When i die sprinkle half the ashes in the sea 
When i die sprinkle other half in mountain trees
Smile knowing all of life in harmony 
Enjoy your bodies everything you do and everyone you be
Watch out what you see and eat and who you meet 
Ive seen the loss of innocence when evil feeds 
Ive seen the evil harvested for balance needs
Now im resting with our majesty in all his palace greens 
Thought I lost my mind confidence just died 
Eyes is opened wide Hard to do in lines 
Road is long in time windy rope is tight
Aint look up and down back or left and right
Aint look for results or whos wrong and right
You cant freeze the river boat a one way flight
Thought of you forever enjoy every bite
Warming light of day and swarming fright of night
Where am i supposed to go
Out on this open road
Far from the silver globe
We arnt supposed to know
Kneel for the golden ghost
What aint right will not go x2

Miscreation w/ Biv

Drear's Verse

IM IN A NEW LANE SAME ME NO CHANGING
.556 ONE SHOT HES BRAINLESS
WHAT MADE ME THIS WAY SAME ANSWER THE PAIN DID
30 ROUNDS CLOSE SO I ALWAYS STAY DANGEROUS
BASS SO LOUD
THAT IT SHAKE THE GROUND
WE GOT WEAPONS HOT
TO LEAVE YOU FACELESS NOW
BASS SO LOUD
THAT IT SHAKE THE GROUND
WE GOT WEAPONS HOT
TO LEAVE YOU FACELESS NOW

MQ-9 Reaper

algebra. from arabic «الجبر» — “reunion of broken parts,” the highest form of uniting what has been fragmented. it is precisely this key idea — healing through multiplication and division, rupture and reconciliation — that lies at the foundation of the intuition for solving both mathematical and metaphorical equations.
in the post-metamodern era, the human being is surrounded by an unending flow of virtual images. this has ceased to be surprising. on the mirrored surfaces of glowing screens, the imago of the enemy appears again — external, alien, the one who stands “on the other side of the equation.” but what if this image is becoming more and more personalized by our history of search, and what if the outer mirror is beginning to resemble the inner one?
in the traditions of ancient cultures, enmity was imagined as the father of all things. in the further development of the teachings of world civilizations, it appears as the clash of thesis and antithesis, the movement from outer conflict to inner contradiction, and finally to sublation (aufhebung), where the other is no longer perceived as hopelessly separate.
the image of the enemy is dissolved through the harmonization of one’s own structures of control in relation to human nature. differences cease to obscure the actual and the natural, revealing instead the hidden unity within nature itself.
what seemed like an external shadow turns out to be part of ourselves.
what we believed to be the source of hostility is in truth our own limitation.
what we avoided within ourselves no longer holds power over us.
enemy is the experience of passing through illusion. what we search for outside has never been separate from what is within. once seen, it can no longer be unseen.
for the benefit of all living beings.
