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archive: @freddyscougar
background vocals @sydcxx
prod. @yungmercykill

Lets open up a window
When I’m smoking on the Indo
I been high as hell for some days
I aint comin back na na na no way

i been in the clouds 
i been a daze 
bought another rounds of soju, im hazed 
smokin with my niggas, i been playin with my blades  
i got a couple bitches on my line, but i aint tryna play
i aint really got the time of day for all the games 
i might take a trip to tokyo to get away
if it aint bout money nigga fuck up out my face
unless you got an issue with me we could always make it straight
walked up in the function with a mask over my face 
i was in yo function getting busy with yo main
got me some new diamonds i cant wait to hear the hate
just got a holographic scope for my ar thats in the safe 
shawty we just fuckin, aint much else for me to say
mags on the floor
bags on the way
baddie from the coast tryna show me a good day
i been with my folks, i been chillin getting paid

I walk in the room
and the lights get dim
Bitch I’m never in the mood
I stay committin sins
And the devil hit my line
He told me we gone be friends
Cause he like the way I spit & he like the way I am
Walk-in with the tool step steppin
Pissed off I don’t wanna deal with my depression
Knock it off I know you done got the fucking message
On the block
Spraying like I’m hot it got contested

mhm
bitch i had to pause 

Lets open up a window
bitch I’m smoking on the Indo
I been high as hell for some days
not long enough aint comin down no way, no way

no
no no no no (noOOoo)
noooooooo
woOOooah ooOohhhh (nooOoooooooOOOoooooooooooooooooooOOOoooooooooooooOOOooooooooooooooooooooooooo)

lord k x mercykill - open a window

out on all platforms: li.sten.to/22kreloaded
prod, mixed, & mastered: @sastrp
archive: @freddyscougar

thoughts up in my head i swear they overflowing
they should know my green tips potent
shawty said she love it when i keep this motion
got her screaming, loosing focus
rolling up another one i keep shit smokin
i be faded, mixing potions
dropped a couple hundred but i’m never sulking
point me to a problem and i’ll get to solving
if i say i want it imma get it

if a couple dollars on his head then i’m with it
i be toting brooms in the air like it’s quidditch
ain’t no room for you here
got no shoes you can fill
was i rude couldn’t tell
guess i never knew my limits
foot up on they neck i be lacing up raf simons
had to hit it from the back reading manga while i’m in it
if we rockin, i ain’t stopping
sending 30s till he poppin
i put 30 to his noggin
till he dead up in a coffin

wait
i like to carry blades while i walk
have a little weight to my strut
don’t wanna have a conversation
sit the fuck down, dont talk
where the fuck my soul? that shit lost
nigga duckin confrontation
i ain’t ever fled from the flock
spend it, i don’t care for the cost
niggas always there for the fall
i’ve been so feed i can’t talk
blocked her cuz i’m fed up with calls

thoughts up in my head i swear they overflowing
they should know my green tips potent
shawty said she love it when i keep this motion
got her screaming, loosing focus
rolling up another one i keep shit smokin
i be faded, mixing potions
dropped a couple hundred but i’m never sulking
point me to a problem and i’ll get to solving
if i say i want it imma get it

point me to a problem and i’ll get to solving
dropped a couple hundred but i’m never sulking
rolling up another one i-
shawty said she love it when i keep this motion
thoughts up in my head i swear they overflowing
if i say i want it imma get it

22k reloaded [prod. rose]

PELICAN

I'm trying
To not feel like the problem
It's better at the bottom
'Cause where else would I be?
So I block them
'Cause I'm all outta options
And fuck, nobody's calling
Unless no one else is free

God looks for me
He doesn't know what the score is
I'm about as fucking bad as it gets
I'm so close to folding
I don't know how I'm coping
And the ground feels like it's ready to give

Bury me so I'll blossom
I'm comfortable in a coffin
I'm sick of the sound of the wind, it tears into me
I dream of skies blue and falling
Awaken hearts too forgotten
I let the rats in, they're crawling
Burn the world, it's too rotten
I thought that I'd be seen different
Kill the body I live in
I don't want your forgiveness
I just want you to listen

God looks for me
He doesn't know what the score is
I'm about as fucking bad as it gets
I'm so close to folding
I don't know how I'm coping
And the ground feels like it's ready to give

Sink your teeth deeper into me
One day I'll be gone
I'll be
Gone
I'll sink
Building a home at the bottom
Two graves
Throw all the flowers on top of them

God looks for me
He doesn't know what the score is
I'm about as fucking bad as it gets
I'm so close to folding
I don't know how I'm coping
And the ground feels like it's ready to give

IT'S BETTER AT THE BOTTOM (PROD. GJ)

prod. by justdan
additional prod. by zaki ali

lyrics
Play the field, the grass is greener on the other side
Take these pills until I feel another high 
Till I feel like another guy 
Until I feel a nice subtle rise in heat like it’s summertime 
Working double time
There’s never enough of time 
Not enough buffer to protect my stubborn pride 
Summarize this misery with supple lines 
Made from the cloth of my troubled thoughts, but it’s cut and dried 
Still greasy like it’s southern fried 
I settled on a style that some despise like undercover guys 
Money’s the truth, but that’s also where the trouble lies 
Tunneling trials and struggles high as the sunrise on summer skies 
Something lies beneath the styles they speak 
It’s been a while, I’ve been too weak to peak my head into the room to see what everyone’s been up to 
Look in the mirror, it’s hard to trust you 
Look at this clearer when I’m less puzzled 
When I measure out your love, it feels like I got hustled 

Don’t you ever wonder how I deal 
Don’t you ever sit and think how much of this is real 
Spill a good deal of confessions 
Rest assured, I don’t regret them 
A curse and a blessing 
Don’t you ever tell me how to fucking feel (X2)

If loves the water in the sea, your smile is the rain 
Then I will scream out your name before I drown in the waves 
I’ve been down and out for days, while I’ve been counting on the ways, I could fall back on fantasies and find a new escape 
Or buy a new estate 
Provide a future fate with pride and strength 
In a house of fire, there’s no time to ruminate  
Another summer, I spent concerned my comfort would spiral into a term of contempt 
Under these terms, I resent my birth, this earth and the stench of herbals 
They drenched in oils or boiled in kettles to quench 
Settle the score with a rage I hide in my spirit that may arise in these lyrics 
I raise the lines to appear that I may survive
Had a close shave with the naked eyes 
Ashamed my hope was razor thin, so I just wasted time 
Assume that I’ll get revenge at a later time 
Light shimmers on cynics in a state of mind that stays confined 
Illuminating Satan’s eyes 
Maybe I’m lazy 
Maybe crazy, but life made me this way 
My brain is hazy in a matrix and a range of dismay 
I may long for the day I find love, but the longer it takes 
I stray away till I’m beyond being saved 
So, with this spark that lights this life 
Sometimes I feels it glows so bright that it excites and put me into fight or flight mode
Hold this mic like knives to protect me against the tight rope 
Bury all my bones and watch the dirt birth a new bright rose

Don’t you ever wonder how I deal 
Don’t you ever sit and think how much of this is real 
Spill a good deal of confessions 
Rest assured, I don’t regret them 
A curse and a blessing 
Don’t you ever tell me how to fucking feel (X2)

Don’t you ever wonder how I deal 
Don’t you, don’t you, don’t you ever wonder how I deal 
Don’t you, don’t you, don’t you ever wonder how I deal 
Don’t you, don’t you, don’t you ever wonder how I deal

BE CAREFUL WHO YOU ADORE, LØVERBOY

prod. mercykill

Lyrics: 
Ima blow a bag onna pound rolling blunts up
Ima ride around in my town with the guns up
Really fucking bitches really tripping off the drugs, bruh 
Really don't give a fuck bout nobody but my bros and my ghost guns
Hoes come and go, huh
Riding on my own, fuck it all, fuck my life up
Try to hit my line you know I wont pick the pick the phone up
I been tryna drown couple days, ima die slumped
Ima die slumped
You know I don't really think yall fucking with the kid
Not a lot people gonna go do what I did
Drowning in your feelings, boy quit acting like a bitch
What I told myself, wanna end myself, aint a cry for help its a glimpse in hell (glimpse in hell)
5.56 play the hand that im delt
Got a full coat fur, boy with all black pelt

I pray to god I dont know if he there
But I need better days (be)fore my dad in the air
And im still blowing dope, cant you smell in my hair?
I stop sniffin’ that blow
I stop eating them pills
Hate being sober and hate how I feel
Every day wanna end this pain cause the money wont end this ache
Fuck fame I don't want it bitch I like my shade, go away

Ima blow a bag onna pound rolling blunts up
Ima ride around in my town with the guns up
Really fucking bitches really tripping off the drugs, bruh 
Really dont give a fuck bout nobody but my bros and my ghost guns
Hoes come and go, huh
Riding on my own, fuck it all, fuck my life up
Try to hit my line you know I wont pick the pick the phone up
I been tryna drown couple days, ima die slumped
Ima die slumped
You know I dont really think yall fucking with the kid
Not alot people gonna go do what I did
Drowning in your feelings, boy quit acting like a bitch
What I told myself, wanna end myself, aint a cry for help its a glimpse in hell (glimpse in hell)
5.56 play the hand that im delt
Got a full coat fur, boy with all black pelt

Used to rock a burn hole hoodie sippin’ wockhardt
Used to gettin high, ride and whippin’ stolen golf carts
Said I wouldn’t be shit way before I dropped out
Now they yellin’ mk! Only cause I drop now

Used to go to hotel hoppin’, window shoppin’ just a youngboy with no option
Pistol poppin’, pocket robin’, slick black, takin all the money & the jewels yelling !Get back!
Never gave a fuck bout the rules they aint get that
Tell me what to do ima drool when I lean back, chillin
That lazy boy villian
Im on my shit up a blick, go missin

Official Video

The way I feel now

this song is about what it felt like to play my guts rp build in Elden ring.

brand of sacrifice〴⋋_⋌〵 w/ kxllswxtch (prod. mikey the magician)

https://soundcloud.com/xorochii
prod soprettyanxiety

Knock Knock

[Music Video ↓]

$LOTHBOI x Xorochi - Knock Knock

prod. grayskies x rose
background vox @sydcxx

[ https://li.sten.to/philosophyofaknife ]

lyrics:
Walk round
Steady posted with the AR
Glock 9 thumpin
Sendin fuckers to the graveyard 
Hellbound 
Finna rush em with the ACOG
Hunnid round drummin 
Get to cuttin with the blade drawn 
Hey
Catch me flowin with the waveforms 
Fall back, fucker
It ain’t nothin left to say to em
Blood drippin
Let em fall by the bayside 
Runnin down and gut a motherfucker just to take mine 

K, catch me posted on your block huh
Toasted from that za
With that dope up in my sock 
.40 in my glock, reloadin
Runnin from the cops huh 
Runnin from the cops 
Runnin from the cops 
Runnin from the cops 
Runnin from the-

Hair down 
Let it fall when the breeze come 
Why she only wanna come around when she need sumn?
Bogged down from clouds 
I don’t need sun 
How she put it on me got me drowned
I don’t need trust
Ay
Write the code
Watch em freeze up
Long sigh, deep breath
Hoping just to re-up 
From my soul, out the cold
Ima rerun 
Not a sound from the crowd when the heat come

Philosophy of a Knife

official music video

SIGNS (prod. Deademane)

prod. by zepelin & zyller 
additional prod. by zaki ali & 4ria

lyrics
I'm sick of feeling giddy for you b*tches, too dense
Drop a rhythm, critics drop their two cents
I've been spilling lyrics on the instrumentals, too tense
I'm been feeling fearless
Really too drenched up in the spirit of the trench
Hence my dreaded, unwavering new sense of passion
Pedaling the ink from this pen with the stench of havoc
Settling with these rations
The devils in sync with madness, already feel like a madman
Heavy feelings erratic, my heads up, kneeling while laughing
Festering feelings, the havoc's remnants reveal my habits clashing with patterns on the beat
Held this sh*t captive on a leash, so I had to get this sh*t leased
B*tch, I'm a beast
Diminishing returns on my commitment, I've been curved
By the skin of my teeth, still preserved it all like a dentist
Replenish my inner winner
A cynic, I've been intending to get the point like I'm ending a sentence

I felt pride in my destruction
My pain is my strongest weapon
Combine my strengthening drive with rhymes that double as confessions
Life aligns with all the rubble that's cluttered with every session I find myself in to hustle
Shudder from the sweating
Accustomed to combustion, now I function with direction
That I'm flexing every record 'till they crumble from inflections I present them with a vengeance
Intents so pure while the scent of words burn
Through the pleasure, I still yearn

F-f-flipping through the pages, itching for another protocol
Chasing one peace like a pair of overalls, overhauled
All the information until I become a know it all
Every verse you've heard from me is unique ‘cause I wrote em all
Overall, I'm really just neat, sh*t is cold and raw
Throwing salt onto your wounds and no it won't dissolve
Like my hatred won't resolve cause I f**kin' hate you, b*tch
This cycle goes in circles like a bowling ball

F-F-Figuratively speaking, I've been feeling really distant
From the figures who been fickle, I just bicker every weekend
I'd try killing for a deeper purpose
Feel like I'm been keeping too much weight upon my shoulders
Everyday, I feel like bleeding out my rage and through my soul
Display how I've been dealing with the pain, so I told 'em, "I'll maintain this way of dreaming"
C-Colder, now I'm older with this faithful way of thinking
I've been sinking in the deep end
Day to day,  I am still bringing what it takes to level up and keep the pace up, f*ck a paystub
Traits to raise the stakes that leave a trace upon each take
I record with every war inside my head, I could embrace
Work towards a better state, a mental state that's based
W-W-Wake up everyday with tension
I could ventilate with every record 'till I'm rest assured a taste of pure contentment
A semblance of a Heaven that's on earth that could let me in
Run these tracks, my recipes equal parts petty and deadly sin
B-B-Been to hell and back, avoid states I've already been
Sh*t reflects the fact these raps still have a steady grip
On filling all the gaps, record this shit till my sweaty skin
Demonstrates my wrath, I'm still scheming for a steady win
Disillusioned by bruises, chew the cud or my cuticles
I soothe infliction with diction and pharmaceuticals
Communicate my views to you, now I'm like Dr. Doolittle
T-T-Taking up center stage like a musical

I felt pride in my destruction
My pain is my strongest weapon
Combine my strengthening drive with rhymes that double as confessions
Life aligns with all the rubble that's cluttered with every session I find myself in to hustle
Shudder from the sweating
Accustomed to combustion, now I function with direction
That I'm flexing every record 'till they crumble from inflections I present them with a vengeance
Intents so pure while the scent of words burn
Through the pleasure, I still yearn (x2)

22k reloaded [prod. rose]

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