Name: STUPID by ⚬ RAZEGOD ✝︎
Duration: 3 min
Description: STUPID - V13 - Slightly Compressed, Buffed, And Aligned Vocal Interlude

this is an unconscious exercise in metaphysics in which the mind does not know that it is philosophising 🔥

AMERICANPORNO&CANNABISADDICT - V9 Last Recording Of Vox, Mixing Vox Cleaner - LESS SAUSAGE?

AMERICAN PORNOGRAPHY & CANNABIS ADDICTION

Lyrics:

Perfect fantasy
Lead you by deceit
Sat down by the stream
Fish swam by our feet
Took you by surprise
This isn’t my first time
Look me in my eyes
Said speak what’s on your mind...

Let your demons out to me
I’ll make them feel at home
Speak to life your fantasy
Reflect your mind like Chrome
This home I’ve built means much to me
Too much to call my own
‘Cos everyone and everything are yours
And yours alone

Perfect fantasy
This time by the trees
Sweat drips down my neck
Sun beams through the leaves
I whisper my intent
You shiver to the breeze
Death wish to be content
It’s just my disease...

Let your demons out to me
I’ll make them feel at home
Speak to life your fantasy
Reflect your mind like Chrome
This home I’ve built means much to me
Too much to call my own
‘Cos everyone and everything are yours
And yours alone

Perfect fantasy
She was number three
Forever topped my list
But I never felt her breathe
Watched you through the window
You couldn’t see my face
Kept myself secluded
Still lacking in faith...

Let your demons out to me
I’ll make them feel at home
Speak to life your fantasy
Reflect your mind like Chrome
This home I’ve built means much to me
Too much to call my own

Perfect fantasy
Perfect fantasy
Perfect fantasy
Perfect fantasy

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wav file: Perfect Fantasy V11 - Slightly Lowered Kick (~ - 0.3db)

PERFECT FANTASY

STUPID - V13 - Slightly Compressed, Buffed, And Aligned Vocal Interlude

STUPID

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

world's crashing down

Produced By. MoreCalcium
Artwork By. Sick Again
Engineered By. Baby Gos

Don’t need drugs to get you high
I feel my life depending on your lies
If we die tonight we died with grace
I wanna shove my face into your face

Time and time again, I fall to pieces
Everyday I sin, don’t need no jesus
Trapped inside my skin, trapped in my weakness
Counting down from ten, that’s when i’ll end it

Time and time again, I fall to pieces
Everyday I sin, don’t need no jesus
Trapped inside my skin, trapped in my weakness
Counting down from ten, that’s when i’ll end it

Time and time again, I fall to pieces
Everyday I sin, don’t need no jesus
Trapped inside my skin, trapped in my weakness
Counting down from ten, that’s when i’ll end it

Time and time again, I fall to pieces
Everyday I sin, don’t need no jesus
Trapped inside my skin, trapped in my weakness
Counting down from ten, that’s when i’ll end it

APOSTASY

rot (prod. mercury)

SKINN +PROD K.V.N+ (UNFINISHED ASF)

music video: https://youtu.be/dpPlp5rqGCQ






































Something To Say - V7 - Mixed Guitar >1.4khz + 2db

SOMETHING TO SAY

prod. by tengulovemoney

lyrics
My words immortalized from a mortals eyes 
Do more than describe the sky 
I paint demise ’till my minds black as night 
A fatal cycle, reside by the tide filled with fog 
Like I smoked a pack of lights 
Find no resolve 
I just indulge like a pack of wolves hunting down a snack 
A skull of wrath, but the fact is my life feels flat and dull 
Pack it up, I never backed things up 
I lack too much to cap this off with braggadocios lines
And so I catapult off Adderall 
I’d rather hope than drag and cope  
So, let us have a toast to the tragedies of the past before we start a new mass revolt 
I’ve mastered prose
This shit I wrote is rather dope 
That’s hammered home with rapid blows 
Spit smooth as a fucking satin coat 
I’ve been on the grind, I don’t have a second to spare 
On the regular, checking rhymes 
Developing all these lines 
Wrestling with my mind 
All the rest of you get behind me
Shits effortless, but I try to connect these joints like my spine 

I’ve been in my prime time 
Night time, write lines 
To reflect my lifetime 
Bright rhymes, fuck it 
I’ve been in my prime time 
Night time, write lines 
To reflect my lifetime 
Bright rhymes, fuck it 

The truth is, but a tool to make a truce with what I knew 
And truthfully the view is putrid, but proves to be a new muse
For rapping all this stupid shit
it’s lucid cause I drew it with a looseness 
I’ve been aloof since I was two 
Bitch, I’m too sick 
And if you only knew the lonely tempo of my tune 
Then you would too feel a semblance of my tension start to bloom
Like the sun at the start of June 
And some lines that I rhyme are doomed to confine thoughts my mind resumes 
To refine as the grind consumes 
My time ‘till I find sublime and bandaids for all my wounds
I’d give some kind of boost to speed up the rate that I could improve  
Find space to embrace the moon 
Taste the sweet resolve like fruit ‘till it spreads like scents of perfume 
And some new pleasure is induced 
My timid limits that prevent me from seeing shit through to fruition 
Fish for support in a war with malice and vengeance 
Ascending to higher plane fields 
A gentle mind, but I may feel
Desire to send you a brand new message like a maze field 
Use these words like a face shield, still my worth needs appraisal 
With all the self love I give, my mind can’t remain still  
Entertaining your shit  
Interchanging, then I drift into days of dread I exist 
I complain too much, I admit 

I’ve been in my prime time 
Night time, write lines 
To reflect my lifetime 
Bright rhymes, fuck it 
I’ve been in my prime time 
Night time, write lines 
To reflect my lifetime 
Bright rhymes, fuck it 
I’ve been in my prime time 
Night time, write lines 
To reflect my lifetime 
Bright rhymes, fuck it

STUPID

⚬ RAZEGOD ✝︎

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