HELL AND BACK (FEAT. UNDEAD RONIN) PROD. UNORTHODOX

in bloodshed, for mine strength
I’ll douse your every blossoming flower.
trapped am I, into the cascading flutters of my reflection. 
a dizzying spell, no contest to the span of your arm. 

and none was lost,
and none had moved.

cover my debile, in your pirouette
skin me alive, and fashion it into your darling gown
	 
you are the rhythm to my legs,
bind, my free-willed thought  

my infrastructure collapsed
my bones a’cursed and drab 
dissonance at their every clutter 
you rested your hand upon them,
until they sang in perfect harmony.
fire walk with me

endless, endless bloodlet
OH what became of me, 
wishing away sweetly
my ever lasting pain
pain

in my virulent tomb
where coldness be my god
amongst the mucus lining
the garden blooms

Coldness Be My

zonedout - STEALTHY DRAGON (prod. phntmzn bR)

https://soundcloud.com/endoindigo

CHING CHING CHONG
ASIAN WIT A THONG
SUCKY ON THE TITTIE WHILE SHE LICKING ON MY GONG
CHING CHING CHONG
HOMIE GOT ALARMED
SINCE THEY ALL JUST BE OFFENDED, NEVER GET ALONG.

Homie so faded
Birthday evelated
nAvvvi need vacation
To deal wit all these haters
Homie like Darth Vador he been breathing hard up on my D.
Maybe if he get so closer he might give him mouth of SKEET.
Off of my tape we slay, ay
Jump off planes we pray, ay
All of my thoughts been gray, ay
Homie been asking for help, ay
Daddy hit wit you wit a belt, ay
Screams all turned to welps, ay
Tumblr gang been on Phelps, ay
Seconds away from cane, ay
Tip of the ice I got questions we asking but issues keep hitting my cell. Damn.
Menu is full of the issues i've spoke of but little did keeper just tell. Aye.
Golum is looking, he striking the magic, he flicking the wrist up in hell. Aye.
Sounding to me that yo bitch never liked you so maybe we begging for help. Damn.

Ching Ching Chong ft. Indigoendo (prod. indigoendo)

BAD LUCK (Prod. FENDI444)

Simp (prod by. vnubix)

Slave Ship (Prod. Die$el Mac)

Flatline(Prod. The Virus And Antidote)

PULL UP Ft. TVBUU (Prod. Mason Taylor)

One hit of the nightshade. 
Welcome to my mind, 
Oh boy, not a nice place. 
Nightmares start to migrate. 
Keep the Shine dim while I’m smoking on some high grade. 
Got fucked on the psych train, took too much, 
Third eye, shit, it might break. 
Lips sewn shut, don’t care, don’t care, 
Don’t care. What they might say. 

Black hoodie on, but I cased your place. 
Okay. Okay. 
Said shit online. 
But it’s never straight to my face. 
Okay. Okay. 
Want to be a lover, 
But the only thing I know is hate. 
Okay. Okay. 
Stomp your neck on the curb until that shit break. 
Okay. Okay. 

I’m sleepy, hallow/hello, boys. 
Hang-him-from-a-gallow-boy. 
Yes. I send that hollow point, 
Deep inside your hollow point. 
Death inside my gallery. 
Watch all of my enemies. 
Talk to different entities. 
Torture for the melody. 

Clear out the register. 
Four five unregistered,
Breathing irregular. 
High on the regular. 
Keeping it cool. 
Cannot turn down the temperature. 
Stop. Pop ‘til it lock. 
I put this blade in your neck until you drop. 
I cannot stop. I cannot stop. 
I see your face, and I just see a mark. 

Your blood on my shirt, it left a stain. 
It seeps in through the cloth, into my skin. 
This deal ain’t working out, just call me Faust. 
Too late, it’s in my... 
It’s deep in my bones, and stuck in my soul. 
I tried so hard, I can’t get it out. 
It’s deep in my bones, and stuck in my soul. 
I tried so hard, I can’t get it out...

Deep in the woods, 
My head down, with my hood up, 
My heart in a box, tried to stab it, but cannot. 
I’m lost & I wander this world with no purpose, 
Anxiety driven, my hands shake, I’m nervous. 
Rain fall down onto the altar.  
I chant the words backwards, 
His eyes turning black, 
Now the rain pouring upwards, 
Into the sky. 
Body lays cold as the demons arise. 

It’s deep in my bones. 
And stuck in my soul. 
I can’t get it out. 

It’s deep in my bones. 
And stuck in my soul. 
I can’t get it out. 

Black hoodie on, can’t see straight. 
But I cased your place. 
Okay. Okay. 
Said shit online. 
But it’s never straight to my face. 
Okay. Okay. 
Want to be a lover, 
But the only thing I know is hate. 
Okay. Okay. 
Stomp your neck, 
On the curb until that shit break. 
Okay. Okay. 

Black hoodie on, can’t see straight. 
But I cased your place. 
Okay. Okay. 
Said shit online. 
But it’s never straight to my face. 
Okay. Okay. 
Want to be a lover, 
But the only thing I know is hate. 
Okay. Okay. 
Stomp your neck, 
On the curb until that shit break. 
Okay. Okay.

SKNWLKR666 - Nightshade (prod. Neosoulsway)

Last of weekly uploads for now. Enjoy. In Dxathsquad We Trust.

Flatline(Prod. The Virus And Antidote)

$ix.