SESH ANTHEM VOL.2

DUCK! (Prod. DR. F)

JUMP OFF

All lyrics were written by Michael Sativa and Bloodredrose
All music was produced by Gracelynn Yugen  
Vocal mixing, mastering and arrangements by Michael Sativa and Bloodredrose

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This Realm May Wallop [W/Bloodredrose] (Prod. Gracelynn YUGEN)

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MUD ft $cabs

Execution

@nickysicko - NORTHWEST HOLOCAUST FT. @coaastgxd (PROD. SARO)
Engineered, mixed, and mastered by Mike Stringer
Art by @haloblaack
#hopelessgang

Lyrics
LIL WHO DAT:
let's start wit' my slit wrist,
drip drip,
veins split,
sick shit,
flip switch,
pistol gripped,
tripple six demon kid,
creepin' out the fuckin' pit,
where this lil demon lives,
where this killer heathen sits,
(WHO)
sitting on a throne of bones,
(WHO)
home surrounded by some crows,
(WHO)
isolation to the dome,
just leave me the fuck alone,
just leave me the fuck alone,
don't want you in my phone,
don't want you in my zone,
get the fuck back boy,
watch where you fuckin' roam,
or your body just might float,
body bloat frozen cold,
savage killers from the north,
knew you shouldn't stray from home,
too late when you hear them wolves,

on a couple fuckin' drugs,
what the fuck you think is up?
strugglin' up up out the mud,
i ain't ever had enough,
i ain't into makin' love,
young and rough,
pistol tucked,
on a couple drugs,
(WHO)
god damn so deranged,
mental pain,
end of days,
yung citizen kane,
insane killer maing,
cult of cobain,
wit' them blonde bangs,
peirced veins,
take the shotty to my brain,
aye

YUNG REAPER:
i don't want no gossip,
tip-toeing thru hell while I'm flossin',
lil nicky 'bout to kill another hostage,
nah, we ain't playin we some monsters,
(we some monsters)

god of the Hopeless,
on a throne made of bones and the corpses,
turned myself to a voice for the voiceless,
you cannot avoid this,
you gon rot in a thorn pit,
get caught in a storm, bitch
end up in a storm ditch,
strung up with a four inch spike thru the wrist and the door, shit
bled out on the floor, Jit

i need all that horrid,
cause my mind in abhorrent,
and a hole in my soul full of sordid,
you gon die by the light of the forest,
i dont want no gossip,
tip-toeing thru hell while I'm flossin',
lil nicky bout to kill another hostage,
nah, we aint playin we some monsters,
(we some monsters)

picture perfect image of a dissonant individual,
christened but dismiss it,
listened, found it subliminal,
religion is on a mission keen on keeping you cyclical,
wishin i could rid the world of biblical criminals,

power plagues people for profit,
sell you your death and then sell you your coffin,
if only we thought it more often,
all of this talking,
lost and forgotten,
this is a caution

NORTHWEST HOLOCAUST

NORTHWEST HOLOCAUST FT. COAASTGXD (PROD. SARO)

Twentythree PROBLEMCHILD feat. MUKS WOLF (PROD. DEVIANT)

RAPTURE
WRITTEN ON AN IBANEZ TAM10
PRODUCED BY MYSELF

Spread fear, the only way to teach
End life, separate the strong from weak
Diseased generation, we like termites to the earth
Snap our teeth out from the jaw, expose the ends of nerves 
Disrespectful to the scriptures, humans spit upon the sands
The stars lean into focus, turn this globe to barren land
We have lost control of our souls

We have lost control of our souls
Forgotten unforgiven, exist no more
History is left to disappear
No one lives to tell it, no one dares
Physically disfigured beyond all repair
Identities are ripped away from scalp to chest

Rip the vertebrae out of my back, oh dear God I am worthy….



RAPTURE

ENGINEERED & PRODUCED BY: @PRODJORDANJAY

LYRICS:

Bitch I’m a stoner
This my sesh song 
Pass the joint
Pass the blunt 
Pass the bong 
Took a hit 
Now I blast off 
Watching the sun
Nostalgic
of lunchables 
And Capri sun
Got my drip on
Throwback to barnie and crayons
Came a long way from juvenile sing alongs 
Oh where did I go wrong 
Thinking about all the things I have done 
Kinda funny 
what I used to think was fun
Dro makes me face life  
Not run 
Chill vibes on a Sunday 
Smoke away the pain 
So I don’t feel mundane 
When I’m smoking dank 
I am okay 
I would rather smoke weed 
Then fiend and snort yay
Born and raised in LA
Moved to the bay 
not trying to decay 
Still wearing dickies and chucks 
like an ese
Flick the bic 
Till I rip 
Often contemplate 
Ceasing to exist 
It’s a disease 
That persists
So I smoke hybrid 
Not mid 
Fuck that would be horrid
I’m already morbid 
I would be lying if I said I didn’t like acid 
Life is just a blip 
You either get fucked 
Or you fuck it
Don’t allow life to 
turn you to a bitch 
Cause then 
what’s the point of even tryna live  
Fuck shit up 
like you’re tryna have a kid
Been with the shits 
ever since a jit 
In my bag 
like billy the kid 
But I’m psychotic just to be candid 
Brain goin Haywire
I’m the one your parents 
don’t wanna admire 
I WANNA SET THESE 
RACIST FUCKS ON FIRE 
Getting lit is dire 
Sifting through your medicine cabinets 
when everyone is tired 
I’m the type of motherfucker 
to the loot the bar at a wedding 
Keeping it ten toes down like 
Im hanging 

Bitch I’m a stoner
This my sesh song 
Pass the joint
Pass the blunt 
Pass the bong

Sesh Song [Prod. Jordan Jay]

23 years old | Brisbane Bound | OTHERWISE KNOWN AS SADBOYDIME 🦇💯🦇

MUD ft $cabs

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