Mood

暗闇の中で失われた
           Prod by Saitama

Hopeless Romantic - Muks Wolf デッド 25:08:2017 9.18 pm

tell me what you want then im leaving (feat. killjay)

mixed myself 
lyrics - 
i got sick of counting the tears shed, my fears dead 
left all of the hurt behind cant see it in the distance 
steppin out the shadows got em sayn shit like hes next 
bet you know im dead inside you hear it every time i vent 
i do not pretend, these words are from the chest 
i dont need to worry if my shit makes sense 
could have died during the fall but i survived through the winter 
i still cry for what i used to have she knows that i miss her 
12 months i couldnt see it for what it was and off top 
i couldnt even count the times you hit me with a dog shot 
guess i lost the whole plot, seshin on the wrong block 
burn me down to ashes baby treat me like an old sock 
told them boys to get off, im about to jet off
do not come to close to me the temperature is red hot 
reconnect my heart to all the finer things i took for granted 
pleased to get an early start i had to come in upper-handed 
i did, but these pussies never understand it 
they think they should be above me just cause they had better planning 
this world is not demanding, i do it how i please
and wonder sometimes how the fuck im ever gonna manage 
i paid the price to live the life i always wanted 
this is all ive ever had its not a maybe i am on it...
im only ever being honest i dont have the time to fake it 
why the fuck id even bother?
i got sick of counting the tears shed, my fears dead 
left all of the hurt behind cant see it in the distance 
steppin out the shadows got em sayn shit like hes next 
bet you know im dead inside you hear it every time i vent 
i do not pretend, these words are from the chest 
i dont need to worry if my shit makes sense 
could have died during the fall but i survived through the winter 
i still cry for what i used to have she knows that i miss her
kill

FEARS DEAD [PROD. CRCL]

KILLJAY X DIELIZM
verse 1 KILLJAY
verse 2 cix50
verse 3 kno.money
prod. ronwood
mixed/mastered by chronic shnxman

NOTHING TO PROVE - KILLJAY x CIX50 x KNO.MONEY

mixed myself 
lyrics - 
shit doesnt feel the same
is it cause im in love is it cause of the drugs is it cause ive been doing too much to my lungs?
idk people dont treat me the same 
i dont care if they run i dont care for their love i dont care that they leave when i run out of funds
im tired of playing this game 
should i give this shit up should i keep this shit running im lost and im hoping the answer will come 
folded corners on pages
phases in life that still keep popping up, memories fade as i keep fucking up i keep burning down bridges i should have left up
im getting over it i spent some time on some shit im not open with 
pull down the blinds i dont like when the light hits my eyes i am over with all of this stress on my mind i cant cope with it 
i miss the ogs that i used to smoke with 
17 fuckin up quarters with jonesy, 23 now i smoke halves without noticing 
stay by myself i dont want you to know me 
they cant do nothing to throw me, you know the deal you dont wanna owe me 
you been a rat so dont call me your homie im sick of this shit imma stay on my lonely 
i dont see any opponent pull up on me bitch yea i bet that you wont 
just let me be for a moment my demons are screaming theres blood in my throat

NOT THE SAME [PROD. ANGELE$]

The blood in my veins always feels like static.

Lyrics:
light cannot reach me
what the fuck you got to teach me
i'll move so fast you can't see me
always been part of the scenery

you know i'm loving the greenery
i got epiphany hitting me differently
distance me from their distillery
pissed at me frequently cos i can't
be what they need from me

dead in my grave
blood in my veins
feeling like static i vanish
in days
call me Houdini
they see me at first
then i converge
an desert in a cave
not getting payed
off a them plays
but i got brothers that keep me awake
know they gone get everything that i take
i got respect for the real not the fake
yea

i got respect for the real not the fake
You get me high like the drugs in my veins

stay quiet stay quiet don't ruin it now
stay quiet stay quiet

YA'LL SPEAKING TO THE WRONG FACE

stay quiet silence the height of my night
i live my life out the light
confined a flight observing my purpose
its all by design

not fucking with the checks less they coming for free
i got Eden in my head but i'm stuck on my feet
why the fuck you interject when they talking bout me
i'm the virus in your meds i'm the fire to flee bitch

I been hitting fire for weeks
but i bury all my demons i on't
let em release
plug that leak we don't speak bout the mp3's
i hear the creak of them floorboards they tempting me

I'ma turn the nights to days
all the highs to ways
cos i can't take it no more
then we gone slide the k's like a tidal wave
while we smoking out the 4 door

Static Grey Is The Light

Static Grey Is The Light (prod. CRCL)

thanks for 60k total plays 
mixed by me 
lyrics - 
every time im up i go and fuck up all my profit 
every time you fuck with me youre closer to a socking 
every time i love a bitch the shit just ends with problems 
every time the sun comes up i say i cant be fuckin bothered 
why do they all lie in their songs im keeping it honest 
i know they all try to be on it but they aint on it 
sick of being shy imma shine like a fucking comet 
and if you pay the price i might share a cut of the profit 
ay these cunts are capping and i know it when i hear it 
i dreamed that i had it and im steady getting nearer 
every time i step in a room they look at me weirder 
i might have to rest a few i need things to look a little clearer 
summer time is here i went to hell during the winter 
sometimes im in fear of the hurt that ive been dismissing 
doing damage to my soul its on purpose i need to feel something 
fuck you if you dont understand theres a bigger picture to it 
ill spit over beats until theres diamonds in my teeth 
im happy with these demons i know i aint finding peace 
if its coolin down i apply a little more heat 
and if it gets too hot imma ice it down for my gs 
bitch boy settle down, best be quiet when i come around 
get the choir need a holy sound, i feel the fire in my body now 
they can try but never top me they got rhymes but i better
say goodbye to those who love me wont be writing a letter 
all those nights i spent just wondering if death would be better
said goodbye to a couple 100% for the better
i apply a lot of pressure they asking me how to be like me 
i smoke another kettle im high i can barely see these peeps
taught that girl a lesson she never had anything like me 
she put me on a pedestal told her she should be leaving me
i know i shouldnt worry i got it and thats a fact
i know i should be way more grateful for where im at 
i know i should be tryna get better for mum and dad 
my head is dusted im barely even intact

Mood

Makkurahi