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Bluetooth (Prod. Sid White)

Featuring:
@twentythree777

Lyrics:

(8corpses) 
Smokin hella weed 
Bitch I cry thc 
Dope in my system 
Thats a proclivity 
Smokin hella weed 
Bitch I cry thc 
Dope in my system 
Thats a proclivity 
Smokin hella weed 
Bitch I cry thc 
Dope in my system 
Thats a proclivity 
Smokin hella weed 
Bitch I cry thc 
Dope in my system 
Thats a proclivity 

I thought the best feeling 
was finally making my mom proud of me
But then I had sex on Molly
Fuck conformity
And other people’s vanity 
 all I know is lunacy 
Insanity 
Glad I’m not supine 
call a spade a spade 
Im not afraid
to stand up
 fo what I want to say 
My mental illness ain’t 
A mothafuckas cosplay 


(Twentythree)

Really burning bridges no discrete ways, these days, never falter I’ll be where the beam aims 
Feeling like I’m losing touch on replay, see straight, fuck your whole and your release date 

Hollow in the face, hitting through the walls 
Never really had an answer or the time to talk, 
Follow me I’m falling faster through another floor 
So leave me silent I’ve been waiting to discover more

Smokin hella weed 
Bitch I cry thc 
Dope in my system 
Thats a proclivity 
Smokin hella weed 
Bitch I cry thc 
Dope in my system 
Thats a proclivity 
Smokin hella weed 
Bitch I cry thc 
Dope in my system 
Thats a proclivity 
Smokin hella weed 
Bitch I cry thc 
Dope in my system 
Thats a proclivity

Tendency (feat. TWENTYTHREE) [Prod. NetuH]

#NOWTHEFIREISBURNING

a story by tacet

G.O.D.S

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All instrumentation performed by Tacet
Produced, Mixed, & Mastered By Tacet
Written By Tacet
new project soon

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Your Life, My Life

Shoutout @user-285058578 for this bangin ass beat!

SCORCHING CITIES [prod. DJ ANDROMANE]

CALYPSO (PROD. FRANKIE VIBES)

Take a breath
Hold it til i fade to black
I’m taking back a step
I lack the will to not attack
Another word and you get smacked
Restraining my distain
I’m draining fast
No gain in fact
Complaints will end in pain
I end the game if i react
Just another day disaster got me dastardly 
Fuck all the rest cause it don’t really matter see
Coming from the depths i say fuck all your flattery
You don’t want to fuck with me when i got a dead battery
Now i’ve lost it
Been accosted
Flipping upside down all the crosses
Feeling toxic 
What’s the cause
This shit has got me feeling really nauseous
So obnoxious
Block me block me
Try to stop me
Need that potion
Full to the top please
All these carbon copies
Try to top me. 
Fuck with me
I will pop thee
You don’t wanna boss me
Around and around we go again
Gas up
Burn quick
Till i’m dead in the end
Make it through the day
Oh i can’t comprehend
No more energy left in my veins i can spend
Hell bound
Hell bound
Had enough
Tried my best but had no luck 
No gusto
Left on the cusp
My body gives up
As i hit the ground
Now i bite the dust

Ima stay mad if I’m down bad
Had to get the gat with a low bat
Would ya wanna fuck with a man 
His limits been met
Time ticks the time is spent
Now Ima vent
Load the mag its double stack
Seventeen shots don’t wanna turn ya back
One pop here’s ya toe tag
Sleeping bag for the dead
Only aim for heads and I won’t miss
Always on the verge of losing mind
I don’t want none 
When my life get’n outta hand
I’m a bad man
It’s not like I asked for this mess
Mental case the cards dealt have us all stressed
See these bags under my eyes 
They will tell you otherwise
Ok round two with the second wind
Heavy in my head
The grind
It never end
Working til the bone can no longer stand
Even my lady
Seven days to meet hades
Won’t stop til we on top
No shot
Fuck it
Til we rot
Three crows in a graveyard
No the massacre is never hard
Tick tock psychotic from the clock
Tick tock psychotic from the clock
Writers block
Nah
Brick wall hit it on the spot
Seventeen shots aim through the red dot

Let me ashen out this blunt
The devil playin me some phonk
In a filthy blacked out whip
Drained of all the energy I want
Feeling useless is a front
I care too much about they want
I can’t relate no more
I’ll kill myself tomorrow
But tonight I’m on a
Trip to the end of the earth
Whatever I’m worth I’ll reduce to the ash
I got too many marks on my back
From self inflicted slashes
Put the evil back to sleep is all I really need
Psychopathic lunatic is just my living dying creed
Pop a chump
There is no more I said I’m fuckin’ done
Light a fire just to burn all of this shit under the sun
All thats well that burns well
Represent the devils son
Triple the six the witch she hangs out with a noose that’s branded fun
I got no remorse I tort
I got enemies that snort
Wish em well then light the match and watch em melt
Life is just too short
We are the new enemies
The Three that risen from the flames

DED BATTERY

JET (prod. Docent)

prod @stillproduction

Lyrics:

Wash my addy down with Listerine I’m apathetic
Soap and water cut my wrist no corners fuck that anesthetic 
As I bleed out in the bathroom looking back on my decisions
Raise my arm and sniff my shoulder blacking out I’m losing vision
My mama walked in and almost hit the toilet screaming
Called my brother, shook my shoulders cuz she knows that I’m anemic
I won’t make it, I don’t wanna
Why she ask me why I do it?
I just looked her in the eye before I said forget it

My life wasn’t mine until I tried to take control
It’s just way too way too dark in here the darkness takes a toll
Niggas fake these bitches cheat and I done took the truth to heart
Tried to spin the threads of fate and they pulled me apart, fuck

My life wasn’t mine until I tried to take control
It’s just way too way too dark in here the darkness takes a toll
Niggas fake these bitches cheat and I done took the truth to heart
Find me just like Peep or through the windshield of my car

I don’t get much sleep you see these wrinkles in my clothes
Love you when you die they only fake like you were close
On the verge of putting Katy Perry up my nose
Almost beat my bitch because she cheated on me (I still wanna)
 

Fuck that nonsense, what you sayin’ ain’t profound
Last year got so high I prayed to God to bring me own
Now I’m burning all my bridges, I don’t even check my DM, 
I said fuck you all I’m done now why the fuck you think I’m leaving?

Ugly
Touch me
Fuck me
Roughly

Snuff me
Stuff me
Junkie
Hungry

Hump me
Dump me
Jump me
Rub me

Love me
Love me
Love me 
Kill me

Kill me

Kill me

1-800-273-8255 (THAT SHIT AIN'T HELP)[PROD. STILL]

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Euphoric [prod.BIGDADDYBONE]

HOOK:
I been drinking 
I been thinking 
I been losing my head 
To the beat 
Just let me be 
So lost yet complete 
I wanna be at peace 
With my energy 
See, through frequency 

VERSE 1:
We are all beings of light 
Soaring through the galaxy 
My intentions right 
Using insight 
I’m gone make you mine tonight
Got you open baby 
You knw that the feelin right 

Got my 3rd eye open 
You knw that I be floating 
Yeah my chakras flowing 
Elixir taste so potent 
Fungi the notion  
Mycelium the potion 
LSD zonin
I knw that I been chosen 

VERSE 2:
Word to Zion 
I manipulate ions 
Speaking to the lost 
Souls of ancient babylon 
3rd dimensional 
Star Tetrahedron 
Sacred geometry 
Teaching through eons 

Heaven and earth shit 
Wha 
Preaching through verses 
Lord 
Serving up curses 
For 
Fuck bois 
Who want war 

Sever with swords 
Slicing ya chords 
Open up doors 
To the dark 
I enforce 
Bitch I won’t feel 
No remorse 

A $ITHGANGPRODUCTION

Euphoric

bm11 is going to take y'all out the game
Don't worry about it too much
I’m a god 
There aint no shame
I been listening & all these bitches sound the same
Quarantined 
but I’m still yelling fuck what you claim
We made your goofy ass walk in the rain
Krueger set circle we brought out the flames
You couldn't tell me that shit you was saying 
You couldn't handle them games i was playing
All in your mind
All in your mind
Blurry ass vision
I think that you blind
Only the time 
Only the time
Revealing the truth
That i know u a lie
But i don't blame you motherfucker because i know that i am the beast
Too many drugs 
I been numb to defeat
My body is dead
I sleep on the concrete
Playing them rituals, 
Demon receipts
Whichever way you want me to go 
I’ll find my way back to the throne

BERNIEMACELEVEN - ITSALLINYOURMIND (PROD. BM11)

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Bluetooth (Prod. Sid White)

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