"I'm no good at writing catchy choruses" WRONG

Not your girlfriend (feat. Hughesy weepings)

Spine

Spine (Ft. Weepings & Yokai Dreams) [Prod. Rajaste & sxber]

"The panopticon is a type of institutional building and a system of control designed by the English philosopher and social theorist Jeremy Bentham in the 18th century. The concept of the design is to allow all prisoners of an institution to be observed by a single security guard, without the inmates being able to tell whether they are being watched.

Although it is physically impossible for the single guard to observe all the inmates' cells at once, the fact that the inmates cannot know when they are being watched means that they are motivated to act as though they are being watched at all times. Thus, the inmates are effectively compelled to regulate their own behaviour. The architecture consists of a rotunda with an inspection house at its centre. From the centre, the manager or staff of the institution are able to watch the inmates. Bentham conceived the basic plan as being equally applicable to hospitals, schools, sanatoriums, and asylums, but he devoted most of his efforts to developing a design for a panopticon prison. It is his prison that is now most widely meant by the term "panopticon"."

do with that what you will

LYRICS:

i could do it forwards 
i could do it backwards
i could do it any way i like
the thought of someone watching
led me to a caution dictate how i live my life
observing who will spectate
perception of a vague hate
projection of opinions on my mind 
i don’t know who’s watching keep the panopticon alive 


one step and i’m a revenant
my pacing set a precedent
that i don’t gotta wear a letterman to be a better man than my fellow man
those empaths? go ahead let em in
cause the company that i keep unseen by me cause i’m not counting em i’m asleep
dreaming about options taken progress i’ve forsaken 
for the fear judging spectators to berate my creation
maybe B-Rate in relation to my peers in speculation
maybe i won’t pull the favorite to win and i’m still debating


whether i’m still growing up or simply grown and in a rut
my buried trauma come in clutch when i believe i’ll make the cut
say i only know the things i’ve ever known 
cacophony of crowds won’t you please just take my hone
i could take a longer time than planned but cool composure in demand
although i don’t know who commands these screams into the void i’m in
who is watching let them in
show the face i’m trynna win


laying in my bed sipping chamomile
chilling with my cat, chamomile 
without another voice reality just isn’t real
i found a cover from acceptance of the way i feel
i feel enlightened half the time but confidences half life isn’t high
so i’m up and down a sin wave is the function of my mind
and in conjunction with occurring trends and my deviance away from them
i lack the confidence to feel secure about decisions
that i make
break away from echo chambers bubbles trolls and instigators
saving face and shame go hand in hand when done for commentators
faceless wardens this a prison with no warning 
judge and jury in my head and still i worry 
bout the outcome and reception of my vulnerability 
shouldn’t look to others for mental stability 
eyes will drain your energy
but validation is a drug to me
and i can’t seem to get clean 
and that shit really gets to me

panopticon [prod. pieper]

Check out the producer:
Soundcloud: @devilboyxo
Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/artist/0u9B7tJYm…EN0zb5pfK3g&nd=1
Youtube: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UC1r8soprLjOPmurl2D_NdFw
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Lyrics:
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I don't know where to go
I don't know where to go
I don't wanna know
I think I found my place
On this living plane
So when I'm fine
You can take me home
I don't really wanna go
But you wanna go
Take it slow
I've been down for the ride
For the rest of my life
Even if living is living on the road

Without a place in mind
Any of the time
I'll make things right
It's everything I owe
'Cause I gave up everything
And I don't mean anything
We don't need wedding rings
On our own
Give me a sign
I just wanna try
And by the end of the night
I promise I'll atone
'Cause I've seen what heaven brings
Spreading your angel wings
Come on and let me in from the cold

I've spent too much of my life just to crawl away
Over saturated
I hate it when it all fades to gray
Everyone I know never knew the pain
Why so complicated
Impatience is boiling blood in my veins
Like why the fuck are they so distant
I've been wishing
I never knew how to wait
When I'm crying
I was hoping that you'd call me back
But I'm scared to ask
Pity love ain't the same
White lying on the prowl but the prey fast
See through it like glass
When I say I'm okay
I don't need to see twenty twenty
My vision keep shifting
'Cause I know Imma change

I think I'm getting the spirit
I hear it here in the hell of a catacomb that I'm fearing
I keep on building myself up
Then I'm down and I'm tearing
Into the depths of my cup
So in the whip I keep veering
I'm nearly crashing while cackling
Smoking packs of the baccy
'Cept I don't smoke 'cept the baggy
So you can tell that I'm mad at me
I let go of the steering
Here you are interfering bringing me right back up
I ain't used to the cheering kinda love

I don't know where to go
I don't know where to go
I don't wanna know
I think I found my place
On this living plane
So when I'm fine
You can take me home
I don't really wanna go
But you wanna go
Take it slow
I've been down for the ride
For the rest of my life
Even if living is living on the road

Without a place in mind
Any of the time
I'll make things right
It's everything I owe
'Cause I gave up everything
And I don't mean anything
We don't need wedding rings
On our own
Give me a sign
I just wanna try
And by the end of the night
I promise I'll atone
'Cause I've seen what heaven brings
Spreading your angel wings
Come on and let me in from the cold

Where to Go

Where To Go [Prod. Scar$]

Keep You Safe Ft $ky Yung & Yates Xv (p. IOF)

I hope you just been sleeping,
I call you on your phone,
your momma says she loves you,
and your daddys' never home,
sometimes when I been sleeping,
I find it in my bones,
to wash away my burdens,
and put it in a song,

(she said)
I bet you got a lotta hoes back at home,
no one else around when I'm not home,
and are you making friends when I sleep?

and girl you don't gotta lie to me, just take yo self back home,
and go to sleep, try to sleep,

When I find,

the drug that hits me best, I love it more than friends, coz it won't leave me behind.

I miss getting high (broken bones)

life of the party

Life Of The Party [prod.idk]

seejayxo - https://soundcloud.com/seejayxo

Crizzy:

She fell back into a habit, 
If she see a bottle grab it, 
Down it, 
Take it to the throat, 
Like its a fountain. 
I bet she drown in, 
Every drug that she was found in. 
Oxycotin,
Bottles pile on her mattress. 
Her mama saw it, 
And she called a single number, 
She said, "Oh god I'm really worried for my daughter". 
She start to stutter as her fingers growing number. 
She has an addict in her house without a father.

But what, 
Does it mean. 
Sitting all alone, 
In a place, 
She never seen.  
What, 
Do you need, 
Some help, 
Or a baggie,
Full of seed. 

And they sent her off to rehab, 
They ain't knowing how she'll react, 
They're just praying she don't relapse, 
Say she promise do she mean that. 
And I can tell by the way that she looks, 
She don't care about the measures that they took. 
They shouldn't judge from a cover of a book, 
But they know that she had never understood.

Seejayxo:
She a bad bitch
Out in LA
And she poppin now
Just like she said she would 
So I can't even hate
But her daddy probably 
Bought her everything 
That he ever could 
But she she still miss the xans
And I can't even blame her for that 
She just get ashamed
When she talk about her past
I be getting faded
Knowin I can't take you back
Knowin this my last sack

She need love from a real one 
White girl lines till I feel numb 
This just how I live
It's sincere love
I just want real trust
Tell me where the fuck I'm finna find that
Bitch I got pills in my side bag
Pop another one I'll be good for the flight back
Shit I got a show I'll be right back
Please don't relapse we can fight that 

Crizzy:

And they sent her off to rehab, 
They ain't knowing how she'll react, 
They're just praying she don't relapse, 
Say she promise do she mean that. 
And I can tell by the way that she looks, 
She don't care about the measures that they took. 
They shouldn't judge from a cover of a book, 
But they know that she had never understood.

Rehab w/ seejayxo

Insta @fuckyougoyardsadboi

Sliding with the .38 I had to put my mask on
Ripping up your fucking face, young Freddy with the knives I
Don't wanna see you live, I'll guide you to your tomb stone
Gravekeeper shit would've thought I made the news ah

Out of state it, Spread you limbs then repeat it
Young Dahmer, built an alter and your soul I take it
Blacken out, need some help, fuck it tie em down
He won't run, he won't cry, he won't make a sound

I repent all my sins God forgive me now
Load up the tech fuck it gun em down
meds don't fuckin work, please strike me down
Bitch your bodies in my fridge guess I'm hungry now

I don't think I'm gonna stop my slaughtering

It's still a bunch of fun I ain't lying man

Send your soul to the devil what's your final words

I can't wait to be the one to cut your time on earth



Call me crizzy white imma skull fuck your head bitch
Young Dylan kleibold with the mf tech bitch
Hop up in the Maybach candy painted no backseats
Only ride backstreet, twin Glocks Mk Ashley
I'm a lil psycho call my Norman
Pockets enormous
Pull up with your soul an export it
Extort it
Cash for your limbs I enjoy it
Helps me pay my mortgage
Makes my Carnage more perfect

Why do I want the world to fuckin die
I can't seem to find the god they say is still alive
It would probably be a lil better if I died
100 different souls an that's including mine

WHAT'S YOUR FINAL WORDS PROD. $ummer$

prod. Metlast

What the fuck was you thinking man
stepping in danger without a plan
I try to cry but I got bloodshot eyes and i'm just tryna think out where this began
seeing through you, you're a cyclone
I'm in the eye she stay disguised tonight I can't go 
perception changing rearranging thoughts and I know
I'm latching on but when you're  gone I think might show

signs of giving up again I need a friend
I think that I'll try to tie up the loose ends
I worry this will dwindle like a flower in
the winds that hit you like a missile when December ends
I'm smoking all the blends
I'm losing all the calluses the signs that I am in
a stable mind
I look behind 
my mind is muddled 
I will find a way out
petals falling
I'm balling my fucking eyes out
I will grow through the cracks to find my own way out
up of my headspace, I'm deadweight when you just called now
I can't think at all wow, my mind just fucking blacked out

What the fuck was you thinking man
stepping in danger without a plan
I try to cry but I got bloodshot eyes and I'm just tryna think out where this began
seeing through you, you're a cyclone
I'm in the eye she stay disguised tonight I can't go 
perception changing rearranging thoughts and I know
I'm latching on but when you're  gone I think might show

Doubt

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Nicolas Sales © 2020

Lyrics: 

Be a friend of mine, 
I promise we’ll be intertwined, 
And you’ll feel better...

It’s such a waste of time,
Now I’ve got yours and you’ve got mine, 
We have forever...


Pessimistic tendencies
I got complex needs, no remedies...

Find the pain within yourself
You struggle with dependencies... 

Now it’s
Taking control, it’s soaking into your soul, and you don’t mind it, 
the answer’s there but you can’t find it, 

And it’s
Burning you down, 
The feeling’s buried in the ground, 
now you’ve been blinded 
identity, I’ll redesign it  

You keep,
Turning your back, you don’t know where to run, 
You ask yourself if you should buy a gun, and hide it 

Everybody’s out to get you, your luck’s run out, 
It’s about time you did without, denied it, but you can’t fight it...

panopticon [prod. pieper]

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