NEW ALBUM X/XX/XX

Christ Dillinger lyrics:

I wake up out of a shit muck piss dump 
Wanna rise up but can’t even help put a fist up let alone get my dick up
 im tired of living 
Thought it was a perc But  now  fentanyl i mightve been given 
Happy about the mix up 
It’s been Weeks since I had me a rinse or even felt the presence of empathy
Niggas ain’t got no cents for me 
Niggas ain’t got no rents for me 
I  get high until there ain’t nothin left of me 
I smell like a butthole 
I shit in my hand and throw my feces 
We not the same species 
My breath smell like seaweed
Pedestrians cross the street when they see me 
I rub my dick in public like I’m hiding a genie so hide when you see me I hide in a beanie I’m high when you see me 
Niggas know who the most prolific
Tattoos scribbled on my face be lookin like some hirogliphics 
im three specific 
Smokin on a pile of crack it make me talk mile a minute 
Boarded up houses but there still be niggas living in it 
Need to get a fix my nigga 
The lighter is the bullet and my fingers on the trigger 
As I smoke the crack rock the cracks on the asphalt shift 
I hold the lighter in my palm and I tighten my fist
As the concrete moves underneath i can see the truth 
Revealed to me by crack rock gods in the fuckin booth

This is the land of the crack rock fiends!

TENT CITY (FT. BRUHMANEGOD) PROD. CUBENSIS (MUSIC VIDEO IN DESCRIPTION)

prod ecstvsy x mudmane

lyrics:

(mudmane)

we’re open! (feat. mudmane, sandra, gvnk)

Bitch down bad, pulled up in the cut
In my system an alarming amount of drugs 
When she hit my phone I never pick it up 
shawty loose it I’m too lucid I’m too tuff 

pullin up pullin up I don’t give no fucks pussy boy I can’t be toyin em 
And these bitches don’t control me none
I been on my own just leave me lone or somethin 

these days phone callin out
Movin down bad
Got the trash
Shawty move around 
she gon fuck with me but she know I’m not the coolest round 
You is scared of me I’m going thru it now 

mothafucka, gettin hate pullin up, 
I don’t give a fuck cook that bitch up like a sucka
big bank phone , I don’t run it 
If you fw me she cannot run it 



Bitch down bad, pulled up in the cut
In my system an alarming amount of drugs 
When she hit my phone I never pick it up 
shawty loose it I’m too lucid I’m too tuff 

pullin up pullin up I don’t give no fucks pussy boy I can’t be toyin em 
And these bitches don’t control me none
I been on my own just leave me lone or somethin 

these days phone callin out
Movin out back 
Got the trash
Shawty move around 
she gon fuck with me but she know I’m not the coolest round 
You is scared of me I’m going thru it now

down bad :( (prod. @bagheadcorp)

CAN'T WIN // FALSE HOPE

Bubble Gum Yum

PROD. BLANK BODY

i can see right 
through 
your eyes in the dark

you never wanted me
i knew it from the start

it feels like 
absence from my heart

i swear to god
ima break you apart

ay

pull up to the venue
all black polish 

i can’t see you
and i won’t acknowledge 

rip the fucking 
flesh off of my body 
looking flawless 

sacrifice myself
im all alone
and in the forest

and you don’t care 

you’re not there

i could sacrifice
it all 

you give
me that blank stare

and you don’t care

and you’re not there

rolling 
now she rolling
off the molly 
re up 
overdosing
she like a zombie 
im higher
getting higher
can’t feel my body
we’re fucked up
life is pointless 
she getting sloppy

i don’t know
what she want

and she don’t care
what he want

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@c-o-r-p-s-e
@954eddison

"fuck capitalism" - cxrpse
album soon blokes

YOU WANT SMOKE TODAY? W/ EDDISON (PROD. MATHIASTYNER)

this door is not a door (prod. fony wallace + drownwithtoga)

2my face w drownwithtoga prod.dltzk

MIXED BY EVIL JESUS

CHRIST DILLINGER:

I wrote this song on the Fourth of July 
I’m Not even gonna lie I was more than a lil high 
Thinkin bout shit that I wish I woulda did 
Places I shoulda went. Hoes I shuda hit 
Pull up to the party  pay 20 to walk in 
In Twenty minutes  ill be walkin through them doors again 
aint tryna meet new friends That  turn into loose ends once the bottle is finished and there ain’t no money to spend 
I hate Small talk so why I let ya run ya mouth 
These the Boosie Prada shoes cause I barely pull em out 
Now the music too loud so to talk we gotta shout 
I been forgot what the fuck we was talking about 
Who else go out and then just wanna go home
Its not that I don’t like you I just wanna be alone
So excuse me if I seem a little unimpressed 
Sincerely yours another anti social pessimist 

It’s not that I don’t like you, I’d just rather be by myself 
And if I had to, I’d rather be with you than anyone else 
A lot of us just exist today and don’t know about existing tomorrow 
I would lend you my time today but I’m all out of time to borrow 

I don’t like shit so I don’t go outside 
Cut off my dick so you niggas can’t dick ride 
These mothafuckas don’t even care about themselves
So how they fuck they gonna care about someone else 

Tell me what y’all got here that i ain’t got
 home  In that small sanctuary that I call my own
I Do my dreaming and my scheming
As I Lie awake and pray
I Do my crying and my sighing
As I Laugh at yesterday
You might say I’m missin out 
I give a fuck about  what you say 
never belonged here anyway
Because I am my tomorrow just like I am my today 
And if a nigga ask me why well all I gotta say

It’s not that I don’t like you, I’d just rather be by myself 
And if I had to, I’d rather be with you than anyone else 
A lot of us just exist today with no plan of existing tomorrow 
I’d lend you some of my time today but I’m afraid I’m out of time to borrow

INTROVERT PROD. DOC LAUNDRY

Fl.vco - Letting Go

"maa·lee sluhj"
i produce my own music
Music videos coming soon
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we’re open! (feat. mudmane, sandra, gvnk)

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