all rights to original creators

1. 10,000 weeping choirs
2. hail mary
3. redbull addict
4. ak47
5. forever box (feat. ego mackey)
6. skulls

sematary - warboy full album

pink california-yung bruh(ft horsehead)

(p. sk3tch)
#witchklique #exclusive #2k23
@cutmeup

(lyrics)

1am clouds of the dope 
in my bedroom 
give me a lobotomy 
freeing up my head room 
sip dragon fruit writin raps 
off the weed shrooms 
girl kno i loved you the most 
since i meet you 
real based klique 
research chems lungs broken 
boutta nod off on the mic 
all dese drugs toking 
luv offa dph 
lucky feel like yung vil 
benadryl wit the coke lines 
21 pills 
seapunk shawty 
tryna spend on a couple of em bars 
now she climbing on my body 
smoke reaching 4 tha stars 
till i’m wit the jesters 
squid boy up on mars
stay on my laptop 
loud kush in these jars 
baby tell me that you love me 
you know that im a drug fiend 
fuck the rehab psych ward 
we can fuck geek 
trippin balls summer
knife on me try n mug me 
dey know i’m the shit 
but they said i was a dumb freak
switching up pussy fake shit
we ain’t bout that 
felonies in my pocket 
we be serving round back 
fucked up all nite 
drugs on me brown black 
finger dipped in the white 
coke nose loud pack 

(cutmeup/vil)

wore a nike jacket 
to the new girls cookout
from the psychiatric 
i can see her from my lookout
baby ur my passion 
show the way like a lighthouse
if u wanna dance 
baby girl let's go all out
i wipe my eyes 
i reach the stars
u hold my wrist
i pray to god
you want to see
what's inside of me
it's a rotting corpse
a dead body

reach 4 tha dr4ug j3sters% (w/ cutmeup)

midwestern voodoo w/ sk3tch (prod.crescnta)

ft. flora noir, prod. ilovebears

Ever since u left I been feeling different
We still sipping bottles feeling independent  
Hitting the parties popping mollies and we hopping fences
When you’re not here I feel
But when it comes to sipping slow and burning slow
I make a toast then I float let It go
But when it comes to fucking hoes and smoking dope
On the coast 
Hotel rooms fill up with smoke
We put zombies in the club fill it up with ghosts
I put ciroc in my cup
And I sip it slowly
Man im hopping out the bus late night they nosy 
When I’m coming out the crib nobody knows me
Nobody knows nobody knows
Private section in the club these hoes is off the snow
Bottle service in my section yea we puffing dope
I got my boys all with me so we gotta make a toast
Whole clique lost boys forest crew
Pouring up smoking that gorilla glue
When we in the back of the spot

She call me psycho she might be right tho 
She drive me crazy how fight every damn night tho
She said I can’t do nothing right 
Is she the right hoe 
She says she hate me we still fuck after we fight tho
Now it’s gone no calls no texts 
I seen you fucking with them dudes you called your old friends 
And you won’t catch me caring bout where the fuck you been 
But I just wonder how got here from when we first met 
I feel like a psycho it ain’t right tho 
When I’m sipping molly yeah you know it ain’t a light dose 
My wallet getting fat That shit need lipo 
We living fast we on a tight rope 
Sipping with the lost boys is you lost boy 
Acting tough and we gon poke you til you drop boy 
We got sticks you boys got toys 
When I’m pulling up I’m with forest crew lost boys

$ection

###listen to the original too yuhrd###
"
lyrics:
"
slice my nails into ur carcas & let me holdt ur hart
fuck me up lyke im arrogant off ye love
let me occupy ur soul & take what u stole
"
(emotionalmaine, lacedgod)
"
my vesselabuse, ill stay true & itt makes no sense
but im desperate to project & why do i feel lyke dis
"
i have lost (too muchh lyfe)
to even give a fuck (emotionalmaine)
i putt de key insidte the lock (represent)
dont project (i wont admit it hurts meh)
it helps me get my rest (im so silentdt)
& i just thought i wouldt stayy sane (by the cross i pray)
"
(emotionalmaine, lacedgodt)
emotionalmaine
"
my vesselabuse, ill stay true & itt makes no sense
but im desperate to project & why do i feel lyke dis (lacedgod)
my vesselabuse, ill stay true & itt makes no sense
but im desperate to project & why do i feel lyke dis
"
i putt remorse insidte the trap, dey aks what for
mane its a metaphore
twentytwo
"

gotye - hearts a mess  (lacedgod cover)

morden (prod. tekno4ce)

lyrics:
"
(need luv, needt drauxgs
needt, needt)
i got everything i need in the palm of myh hands
(but i got nothing in myh hands)
i got everything i needt when im up byh myself
"
u wont believe what i know, what i seen, what i perceive
shordy talk to me, i am everything u needt
lace it lyke a fiendt
lacedgod look lyke love lonely
love insidte my room, my luv look lyke a extauxcy
"
u wont believe what i know, what i seen, what i perceive
shordy talk to me, i am everything u needt
lace it lyke a fiendt
lacedgod look lyke love lonely
love insidte my room, my luv look lyke a extauxcy
"
(needt, drauxgs need)
"

needt (prod. theme)

"
lyrics ;
"
de name beh lordt enteron wenever foreivre de chamber start boilang
compress my agressione i wouldnt want to sabotage my movemente
lobotomy surgeon, iy operateon wyle im playingk de violin
woadee iym smokinon, my garden iys filledt wit dem yellowe dandeliones
"
barefeet in de colde water
barefeet in de colde water
barefeet in de colde water
barefeet in de colde water
"
evangelione ; i feeal horrendously uncomfortable
deres no reasinong, i contemplate bout whatever u put me on
cuz de trust is gon, shaint do whateivre u wont change my paragon
iy put myh mask upon my face, my face my face made of epsilons(polygons)
"
barefeet in de colde water
barefeet in de colde water
barefeet in de colde water
barefeet in de colde water
"

barefeet in de colde water (prod. cqsleep)

The Oracle of Decay

The oracle spoke through collapse,
through the sacred rot of illusions breaking open.
She whispered: stop searching outward..
love was never meant to be hunted.

In the Year of the Snake,
I learned the esoteric act of shedding,
scale by scale, deception by deception,
releasing the debris of who I thought I was
just to survive this realm.

Each layer fell with a tremor of pleasure and grief.
Each unraveling a devotion to intuition.
Decay became the altar.
Silence became the teacher.

“In your silence, I am whole,
The prophecy consumes the soul”

Not emptiness.
completion.
Not loss.
return.

Ritual.
Shadows.
Show me the way.

The oracle does not point outward.
She opens the ribcage
and teaches the heart how to listen to itself.
How to trust the pull beneath desire.
How to love without searching for reflection from another.

Oracle.
Decay.
I fade.
I stay.

Fade from the illusion.
Stay with the truth.

Now the Horse arrives,
Strength and momentum, 
breath unrestrained.
No longer coiled in waiting,
I run toward myself
with devotion, velocity, and flame.

What once sought love in mirrors
now generates it from within.
What once feared silence
now finds the temple within.

This is confirmation.
This is intuition embodied.
This is eros turned inward
until it becomes power.

 ☉ 🜀 ⚫🜄 ☠️🜃 🐍🜂
👁️🌙 🔮🜁 🖤♀︎ 🜇⟁

The Oracle of Decay

What have I done - Black Metal

'originale lordt 
lacedgod #emotionalmaine
de ancient oone,
keeper of de #skripture
#witchkliquemember
#witchklique #44
#GTEDI #GTEDI #GTEDI
underground #pastor
"reallife #messiah
#esoterik liteworker
reaper of #abundance
#harmagedon soldier
wielder of #morden
#55 #11 #33 #44 #22
#endtgaamiane houndt
#witchkliquemember
original #witchboy
#witchklique
#lacedgod

needt (prod. theme)

lacedgod

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