Pure Energy – Dark Trap

Last Chance – Dark Trap

Ape Shit

prod. by zepelin & zyller 
additional prod. by zaki ali & 4ria

lyrics
I'm sick of feeling giddy for you b*tches, too dense
Drop a rhythm, critics drop their two cents
I've been spilling lyrics on the instrumentals, too tense
I'm been feeling fearless
Really too drenched up in the spirit of the trench
Hence my dreaded, unwavering new sense of passion
Pedaling the ink from this pen with the stench of havoc
Settling with these rations
The devils in sync with madness, already feel like a madman
Heavy feelings erratic, my heads up, kneeling while laughing
Festering feelings, the havoc's remnants reveal my habits clashing with patterns on the beat
Held this sh*t captive on a leash, so I had to get this sh*t leased
B*tch, I'm a beast
Diminishing returns on my commitment, I've been curved
By the skin of my teeth, still preserved it all like a dentist
Replenish my inner winner
A cynic, I've been intending to get the point like I'm ending a sentence

I felt pride in my destruction
My pain is my strongest weapon
Combine my strengthening drive with rhymes that double as confessions
Life aligns with all the rubble that's cluttered with every session I find myself in to hustle
Shudder from the sweating
Accustomed to combustion, now I function with direction
That I'm flexing every record 'till they crumble from inflections I present them with a vengeance
Intents so pure while the scent of words burn
Through the pleasure, I still yearn

F-f-flipping through the pages, itching for another protocol
Chasing one peace like a pair of overalls, overhauled
All the information until I become a know it all
Every verse you've heard from me is unique ‘cause I wrote em all
Overall, I'm really just neat, sh*t is cold and raw
Throwing salt onto your wounds and no it won't dissolve
Like my hatred won't resolve cause I f**kin' hate you, b*tch
This cycle goes in circles like a bowling ball

F-F-Figuratively speaking, I've been feeling really distant
From the figures who been fickle, I just bicker every weekend
I'd try killing for a deeper purpose
Feel like I'm been keeping too much weight upon my shoulders
Everyday, I feel like bleeding out my rage and through my soul
Display how I've been dealing with the pain, so I told 'em, "I'll maintain this way of dreaming"
C-Colder, now I'm older with this faithful way of thinking
I've been sinking in the deep end
Day to day,  I am still bringing what it takes to level up and keep the pace up, f*ck a paystub
Traits to raise the stakes that leave a trace upon each take
I record with every war inside my head, I could embrace
Work towards a better state, a mental state that's based
W-W-Wake up everyday with tension
I could ventilate with every record 'till I'm rest assured a taste of pure contentment
A semblance of a Heaven that's on earth that could let me in
Run these tracks, my recipes equal parts petty and deadly sin
B-B-Been to hell and back, avoid states I've already been
Sh*t reflects the fact these raps still have a steady grip
On filling all the gaps, record this shit till my sweaty skin
Demonstrates my wrath, I'm still scheming for a steady win
Disillusioned by bruises, chew the cud or my cuticles
I soothe infliction with diction and pharmaceuticals
Communicate my views to you, now I'm like Dr. Doolittle
T-T-Taking up center stage like a musical

I felt pride in my destruction
My pain is my strongest weapon
Combine my strengthening drive with rhymes that double as confessions
Life aligns with all the rubble that's cluttered with every session I find myself in to hustle
Shudder from the sweating
Accustomed to combustion, now I function with direction
That I'm flexing every record 'till they crumble from inflections I present them with a vengeance
Intents so pure while the scent of words burn
Through the pleasure, I still yearn (x2)

retribution.mp4 (or: the art of getting even in an odd world)

We're All Born to Die

matt proxy & vythe - big ass xtention prod goxan

prod. by shape, zaki ali & 4ria

lyrics
Best case scenario, I make this beat a burial of all of my worries 
Words I could repeat through the stereo 
To seize and ease the heavy blows that grief conceived and left me cold 
Too deep to beat, I’ll never hold the key to free my mental woes beneath 
Working up a thirst to purge my past or I could eat
All the words I vowed to vouch 
When down and out, I’ll feast  
Begin counting down up until I can’t even speak 
Cyclical vices invite my psyche to release
My premonitions like a psychic  
I’m the type to merely seek my vengeance while treading lightly on every beat 
If you don’t like me, fucking leave 
And if you hype me, I agree I’m more than likely to appease 
And more exciting when I bleed and sweat 
My flesh invites the stream ‘till death 
I’m shedding all my needs, no less 
Levitating, be my guest 
Hear the beats that I eat digest
in my stomach ‘till I’ve sunken to a new low
These grudges have made me too cold 
All my good and bad traits 
Bitch, I use both and often climb
Dark, deprived and I’m entwined 
Beyond the fact, my hearts inclined to pass this path as black as night 
So it’s a fact that you’d get lost behind 
Johnny cash couldn’t even walk these lines
Most you rhymers are pseudo poets, can’t stop my shine 
Dropping rhymes?
No, I’m dropping bombs like I’m Oppenheim
The optics lie upon the eyes  
My conscience is my hearts accomplice, so the combination fuels me till I’m optimized 

Why do I get the feeling?
Times been revealing all your lies like a theory verified 
I’ve been feeling so deprived 
My life has been filled with too many goodbyes 
Dealing with a mind that never healed, I will decline (x2)

I will decline 
Feeling so high 
Bitch, I’m feeling so high (x4)

(SIN)ICAL SICKO

wildkarduno yow

russian

yn living

HOUSE OF 1000 CORPSES

No Smoke

CBD CART •PROD• Disturbed

DEADBOY

Made it from the gutta 2 the sewer 2 the sea...

Connoisseur Sleez

BAD SHIT (Feat. Seth Lorenzo, Yon)

GLOCKY!

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written, performed and mixed by @missingfactxr
prouction by @prodsphynx
art by @_.mikitzu._
mastered by @orgetplus

This is one of the tracks of all time. My first track post employment.
I haven't been as consistent as i want to, i drop a track once in a blue moon, but they'll keep coming eventually. Makin music literally the only thing that fulfills my soul

Lyrical masterpiece:

Neva take no shit for granted
Know the Factxr do most
Imma keep on passin limits
Bitch don’t care about no cost

Catch me slidin down yo block
I keep the pack uncover
They can’t hear a thing from us
I think the smoke is talkin louder

Why you tryna intervine
You mess with my operation
You don’t know no shit, lil bitch
I like to keep em guessing

Factxr on some based shit
Stoked to fuckin blaze it
got all kinds of intel
I know every move you makin

I be chuffin on a pack
It got me feanin for some more
Everybody wanna smoke this shi
But they don’tf wanna roll

Rather keep my circle small
Don’t give no fuck about no score
Keep my peace of mind 
And always aimin for some more

I get my bread up and the feds out
Perfect picture, 
this my setup not a setback
 Know the difference

I can flip the script
I could get you gone with a sentence
Stray off from yo path
And you might feel an evil presence

Mister mischief when its go time
Get my bag and then i dip
Boy im mystic with the ways
I swing my blade and do it quick

I can make em disappear
Factxr do a magic trick
Claim you ain’t a pussy
But you actin like a dick

Bitch i mix my spell in silence
Ain’t a chance you’ll get my spice
Many motherfuckets tried
And now they beggin for they lifes

Try to Play a stupid game, and now you’ll
Get yo fucking prize
You surprised, thought you had it
Notice bullets touch yo spine

In the meantime i stay fresh as fuck
And causing trouble
Start to fuckin rumble
Turn a fuckboy in a puddle

Swearvin down the ally
Got no time to dilly dally
Betta relocate
Cause we got yo fuckin addy

Twist it up and stuff it good
Smoke them trees up in the woods
Ain’t a thing out there
That can fuck up my vibe

Way i spit is dubious
Got em askin “who he is”
Its that mystic motherfucker
Creepin by

NO COST. (p. Sphynx)

Towa x Sadfriendd - Viberate

Lyrics: 

You think the damage is well on my mind when I'm going alone,

Bet these bitches won't,

None of them taking advice,
None of them taking my eyes,

Bet these bitches won't 

Don't give a fuck what you find,
You're the one taking my life,
You're the one taking my life,
You always taking my life,

Back off my shit, When I run up, 
These fuckas be wildin, 
They dying for profit,
But these bitches woke

Bet these bitches don't 

I cannot conversate,
I got no time to stay,
Love is dissolved, I'm afraid to say,
Run on his own and it's everyday,

Nah they don't back off him,
Pullin your shit, then I black on em,
Mothafuckas blessing they pack on it,
They goin pretend I ain't back on it,

Been through this shit, but you passed on it,
All on my own but it's all often,
I ain't been seen what they all wanted,
All on my own but it's all often,

You can stay when it's all done,
It ain't never gone,
Everybody goes,

They ain't never know,
I ain't never letting go,
Everybody goes 2x

None of you fuckas was rockin with shit, 
You just taking my time,
Bitch I see right through the lies,
You just been suffering at night,
I ain't been fine,
She wish to take all my life,
She need my life,

But these bitches won't 

Why they take her when my minds gone cold,
You ain't never coming home,
You ain't coming home,

I'll kill my thoughts up inside
A moufucka drowning in sight 

But these bitches won't

Music Video

i'm not the same

Go to sleep
https://soundcloud.com/kpopidol

NO COST. (p. Sphynx)

MISSINGFACTXR