OATHKEEPER

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archive: @freddyscougar

always wanna talk to me
and that shit just bother me
step back hit his artery
i feel they should honor me
im no walking prodigy
i just been too hard to reach
i been in my armory
i’ll be here for all to see

had to step back for a min
watch as heavens gates crumble
my new bitch bad, you don’t get it
i’ll be damned if i fumble
got my blood drippin in puddles
make yo teeth grip on that muzzle
digging yo graves up in couples
im speaking truth no rebuttals

i had ta
increase all my hit points, that shit got doubled
in like ta
keep my movement low, like i’m undercover
i pulled up
blades all in my coat, like i’m a d-walker
i feel like
gabimaru way my whole body hollow

sick of sulking in sorrow
swerving new bitches like potholes
took a hit then like 7 more i’m moon walking like michael
extended clip, hit them high notes
colored gems on my vitals
kicked my feet up, hear devils singing, i walking a tight rope

made in heaven [prod. kid mango]

out on all platforms - li.sten.to/soulcatching

archive: @freddyscougar

lyrics:
pop it, lock it, drop it, shawty tryna make that body rock
all up in my mentions like "lil nigga when you gonna drop"
i been stacking guala guap
i’ve been with a couple thots
i done had a couple shots
now i’m racing to the top

had to rip the soul out his body that’s a keepsake
mag roll like a cd in a disk tray
we gold if that money in a briefcase
hold up, freeze fames
i don’t care bout what a bitch say

call me pk, throwing fire at that bitch face
if it’s delayed, i expect that interest get paid
let me speak straight
you live a bitch fate
i’m where yo bitch lay
she feed me good cake
wish a nigga would, watch me 2 step on that tricks face
livin like you could, i been coolin in my bat cave
we got a problem i know niggas who dig good graves
i might drop em with the rest i got good aim

i got good range
crystals all on my fangs
i got blood stains all over my new tank
i’ve made upgrades, i done got a new rank
packin up my suitcase
visit me a new place
drop a couple loose ks
why this bitch think imma stay
i’m just tryna play games
i don’t wanna fornicate
i ain’t formulate no connection so go away
i’m chillin by myself, won’t nobody ruin that today

soul catching [prod. rose]

We still fade away
I know we tried
But that feeling never stayed 
Even in silence 
I’m fighting for a place
I know we tried to
I know we tried to
But the feeling never fades

Say the world won’t turn
Say the worst we think
Say they hold that gun
And it points to me
Said I rest my case
What’s left to say
If I hold my heart
What’s it worth to me

Break my self out
Pick my self up
Break my self out
Pick my self up
Break my self out
Pick my self up
Break my self out
Pick my self up

on my worst nights
I’m by your side
Please hold tight
Alls alright

We still fade away
I know we tried
But that feeling never stayed 
Even in silence 
I’m fighting for a place
I know we tried to
I know we tried to
But the feeling never fades

feeling never stays

TAMAGOTCHI

Love you all 👁️

IG: @lovefromlawson @budfellla

Produced, Written by: Van Lawson & BUD
Mixed and Mastered by: Van Lawson

LYIRCS:

(Van Lawson)
Efforts to much
Hell’s in my head I’m,
Hell’s Survivor
How I,
Survive this night
My damaged mind
Struggles to fight
How would I?

Keep your fucking nose out our business
Fake image, coke sniffing’s your business
Yeah, But we don’t need to talk bout my opinions
Cuz you to busy bitching bout how your feeling
Yeah, Keep your fucking nose out our business
Fake image, Lean sipping’s your business
Yeah, But let’s not talk about how I see it
Cuz y’all to busy bitching bout how your feeling

(Bud)
Come outside you can’t find nobody sicker
Way to committed to this shit I’m looking bigger
If you gotta problem with us reconsider
Hit you in your head, huh, that’s a skull splitter
Had to switch things up now I’m feeling alive
Used to get no sleep, felt I was deprived
Locked in a cold cell, how did I survive
Had to find a way out with some damaged eyes

(Van Lawson)
Efforts to much
Hell’s in my head I’m,
Hell’s Survivor
How I?
How would you die
If you had the choice? Cuz…
Why would you wanna survive?

(Bud)
Cuz I seen a lot of things that would make a man cry
Shit messed me up almost lost my fucking pride
Even at my lowest always kept my head high
Never know what’s round the corner maybe a new life
Yeah, I don’t really mind I know they testing me
Huh, Pull up and the devils sitting next to me
Yeah, Mama told me that she want the best for me
Huh, But I don’t really know what’s coming next for me

(Van Lawson)
Yeah, Fuck that clean mixing
Keep this shit clipping
Need that shit gritty like the city that we live in
These bois not convincing
Who you think you tricking
The lies that you tell through your music kinda sickening
Any time we speak every ounce of it is real
Everything is made from the pain that we feel
Any time we step in a room you can kneel
Cuz it gon be our sound you’ll be tryna fucking steal 

(Van Lawson & Bud)
Keep your fucking nose out our business
Fake image, coke sniffing’s your business
Yeah, But we don’t need to talk bout my opinions
Cuz you to busy bitching bout how your feeling
Yeah, Keep your fucking nose out our business
Fake image, Lean sipping’s your business
Yeah, But let’s not talk about how I see it
Cuz y’all to busy bitching bout how your feeling

Hell's Survivor feat. BUD

BUGGIN’

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]

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)

https://soundcloud.com/xorochii
prod soprettyanxiety

Knock Knock

[Music Video ↓]

$LOTHBOI x Xorochi - Knock Knock

type shiittttt lyrics when i feel like it

soul catching [prod. rose]

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