Intro - Reality

lyrics:

Rags hanging off my skin,
like a vagrant,
You can't step to me bitch,
you're nothing now just face it,
like i face this blunt,
in the night when i get complacent,
send me trash ass beats,
but you just looking for a placement,
imma leave you faceless,
in the woods i'm gracious,
feelin like your nothing in this life,
til you get payment.
fuck that,
imma swing this knife back,
now i'm getting sidetracked,
bouta roll this loud pack,
until my fucking lungs snap,
feel my lungs collapse,
and then i come back,
to my fucking throne,
know these woods,
they be my home,
rolling kush,
i'm in my zone,
feel like nothing,
bitch i'm gone.

It's the woodland wraith,
try to step,
bitch big mistake,
yeah i rule these fuckin woods,
don't get that shit misunderstood,
Grovel down and then we're good,
go back to your fucking hood,
but if you ever come back,
know i never fucking lack,
got at least 2 blades on me,
that you hope you never see,
i'm just something they can't be,
yeah that's why they mad at me,
take my seat among these trees,
put on the crown and roll this weed,
it ain't made up out of gold,
bitch it's made of fucking leaves

Crown Of Leaves (prod. Lonewitch)

i don't wanna lay you down
i don't wanna lay you down

i just wanna make you proud
tell me did i make you proud

baby can you pick up, pick up
i aint here to bicker because

i see blood under the door
satans applause
why don't you care about me at all
at all

pretty rich coming from a bitch, pretty boy
is suicide really on your list pretty boy
and i'm the only on to get it in my city, boy
your wrist cost a fucking milly from your daddy, boy

suicidal for a bitch, your a pretty boy
suicidal for a bitch, your a pretty boy
suicidal for a bitch, your a pretty boy
suicidal for a bitch, your a pretty boy

pretty rich coming from a bitch, pretty boy
is suicide really on your list pretty boy
and i'm the only on to get it in my city, boy
your wrist cost a fucking milly from your daddy, boy

suicidal for a bitch, your a pretty boy
suicidal for a bitch, your a pretty boy
suicidal for a bitch, your a pretty boy
suicidal for a bitch, your a pretty boy

pretty boy (PROD. dandelion)

BOJACK BLACK:

TIRED OF MAKING ENDS MEET
TIRED OF EATING RED MEAT
TIRED OF THE STRUGGLES JUST TO BEAT DAMN ELITE
TIRED OF FUCKIN RAPPIN
GUESS IT’S TIME TO GET TO PACKIN’
DON’T KNOW HOW MUCH MORE I GOT IN ME
DON’T REALLY WANNA BE HERE
DON’T REALLY WANNA BE THERE
DON’T REALLY WANNA BE ANYWHERE 
IN THIS FUCKIN NIGHTMARE
ECLIPSE SHINING BRIGHT
GOD HAND IN MY SIGHT
MAN FUCK IT IMA START AGAIN
AND SHOW THE WORLD MY MIGHT

CREEPIN’ THROUGH YA DREAMS
I’M DISTORTIN’ ALL THE SCENES
IMA MAKE YOU FEEL THE PAIN I FELT 
I WANNA HEAR YA SCREAMS (X4)

BLACK SWORDSMAN

Written & Produced by Chandler Rogers 

KISS

I’m sick of all this distance 
All the cold and empty space  
Im tired trying to hide 
The way I feel inside of me 
I’ve never felt like this before 
I contemplate a dream
The pain it can’t 
When you exist
With your lips kissing me

This isn’t what I’m used to 
Kiss me
This isn’t what I’m used to
Kiss me  
this isn’t what I’m used to
Kiss me
Give me what I’m used to
Kiss me

Kiss my lips 
One more time 
Kiss my lips 
One last time

Kiss

check out poena:
https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCZu3zdnPOE94gmoMDvZzo9w

Lyrics:
damn, yeah got no money in my wallet, Imma fuck up baby I be acting outta pocket 

oh, shit,

broke boy lifestyle, kick it with the gang whole clique shining like the nightsky, living life in the night like a vampire

hunnid grams in my blunt boutta blast off, zoom zoom I be goin too fast, you can try to catch up but you come in last what shame bro

double up, ah shit, uhm

double up my pockets till I blast off like rocket,
blow the speakers out the socket when it’s nightskyclique, better turn it up we gon make you bounce yeah

out of pocket  (prod Poena)

(ii)
all alone and coming down... 
slow my blood down.

SOCIALS:

ANGL:
www.instagram.com/hellboundangl/

mobile.twitter.com/hellboundangl

APT9:
https://m.soundcloud.com/weareapartment9

https://instagram.com/apt9charlie?igshid=9cgzegnqnpn9

https://twitter.com/apt9charlie?s=21

Blood Slowed Down - apartment9 x HELLBØUND ANGL

just some random shit i recorded real quick cus i missed you <3

lyrics:
crystals on my fingers,
got them bitches on my neck,
don't ever turn the ringer on,
unless it's all about them checks,
i know most these rappers lame,
buncha clowns man such a shame,
run yo mouth bout whatchu claim,
until you step into the gray,
right in front of yo fucking grave,
you gon contemplate yo life,
did the music for the image,
now my knife it twists inside,
i can't feel a damn thing,
no leaving now im here to stay,
how many boys from the sticks,
have you seen out in LA ah.

i don't give a fuck bout whatchu think
(whatchu think)
i won't let this knife just go to waste
(go to waste)
blowing smoke, got the ashes on my face
(on my face)
don't give a fuck just let me fade
(let me fade) ah

crystals (prod. Marrasfall)

[AMV]!!! https://youtu.be/6rPGsepE7RU
Spontaneous track that needed to be released!! Thank you @curtainss @its-naawoj @maddmaks

Holographic Shawty

Holographic Shawty (Curtains x naawoj x maddmaks)

follow SOAP even though he is prob why you are here LOL
memory rose is best guitar player in all the land swear

twitter.com/_soap

soap. - off the block (prod lily forest & memory rose)

lilyintheforest