Game Over Enigma

@lockjaw-889141740

lyrics:

+saturn's lament+
my spine‘s coiled like the roots in a grave
the tongue blacked by the flame of the blasphemous blade
the lost taste ain’t no handicap if i’m being honest
the false prophet spreads the word that i don’t need to be saved
my skull cracked wide open by the weight of the canopy 
in the shape of the half-wheel wound of the centipede
all the blood in my arteries has turned into sap
the maggots leeching off of me will soon be choking to death 

no name, no flesh, only bark and a breath
burn the seed, reap the scream, wait for harvest again
same road, same weather, everything is a mess
eternal dyspnea is all i really have in the end

+lockjaw+
tell me what i've got left
bury me in the godhand
the thorns inside my veins are shooting out to cause a bloodbath, can't stop that
i'm starting to decay while everybody thinks it's nonsense
i'm just content in your eyes, i'm deep inside this fucking forest with no way out

bones decay to dust, just let it happen
i've been waiting for the harvest, i've been starving with the maggots
put the hatchet to my eyelids, let me stare into oblivion
no matter what i look at, i see demons like insidious

shadows been lurking, i'm seeing them move
feels like i'm cursed, let me hang from the roof
speak to the flames that been burning me through
my whole lifeline, i've been searching for you
don't let me rot alone, i've already dug a grave for us (my dear)
come inside this tiny space and let's decay to dust

red saliva fills the room, everything smells like death
choke on the riffle, let me shoot, guess i couldn't connect the dots
i've wasted lots of time to speak my mind
but when nobody listens to my shit, then is it worth the fight, huh?

i've been feasting on some souls for a while
stay the fuck back, better don't let me bite, uh
in the fields, and ima roam with the scythe
i've been waiting for the harvest for my whole fucking life

Spotify

harvesting dead fields w/ lockjaw

I HOPE YOU (DIE) X KRIM$IN TERROR PHANTOM [PROD BY GOLD LACED PRODUCTIONS]

https://soundcloud.com/two-vices
https://soundcloud.com/two-vices
https://soundcloud.com/two-vices

PUBLIC EXECUTION FT. LIL BAPHOMET (Prod. CHAINSAW MURDA)

@hxmornic-music
@hxmornic-music
@hxmornic-music
Hxmornic did the Jumpstyle part in the end and i did the Trashwave one at the beginning

sZ1yP4(rBv9-gU [|u1350i102|] w/hxmornic

VALUE! (FT. SYRXGE)

Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/album/74i91aEWKGIMeU3bOlAo30

Lyrics:
Lately I haven’t been feeling the same
Lately I haven’t been feeling so tame
I’ve been pissed off, I don’t wanna talk
I cannot calm down, I go for a walk
They said it’s a staircase, I feel like I’m back
Walk to a place, ready to attack
Lately anything’s pissing me off
I feel like I’m down, I’m going to drown
(X2)

Fuck everyone, I’m up by myself
Talking all shit, grab the gun on the shelf
They blame it on me “you did it yourself”
Fuck you go and kill yourself
Feel like I’m propane, one spark I blow up
I try to go vent and they tell me “grow up”
I’m asking for help but nobody show up
I’m getting more sick and I’m boutta throw up

Lately I haven’t been feeling the same
Lately I haven’t been feeling so tame
I’ve been pissed off, I don’t wanna talk
I cannot calm down, I go for a walk
They said it’s a staircase, I feel like I’m back
Walk to a place, ready to attack
Lately anything’s pissing me off
I feel like I’m down, I’m going to drown
(X2)

LATELY I HAVEN’T BEEN GIVING A SHIT
GIVE HER SOME COKE AND SHE SUCKING MY DICK
GRABBING HER HAIR AND SHE LICK ON THE TIP
PULL OUT MY DICK AND SLAP IT ON HER LIP
I’M TAKING WAY MORE, HARDER ON THE TRIP
TAKING YOU OUT AND I’M STEALING YOUR WHIP
HIT TO THE FACE AND I WEAKEN YOUR GRIP
PULL OUT MY PHONE AND I’M TAKING THE CLIP

LACK OF SEROTONIN

Lyrics:

Hook:
Ghetto Blaster bumpin’ bitch I make it rain
Came in like I’m John Wick bitch I bring the pain
Fuck around and call me DYLAN bitch I’m spittin’ flame
Throwin’ bows like UFC I knock you out the frame

Fuck around and spend too much on some Gucci kicks
But I be flooded like a hurricane with all this drip
Peep the patchwork on jeans I got that custom shit
Black and white my shit is vintage lookin’ stupid crisp

Verse:
I keep a pussy hater mad because I run the show
‘All Eyez on Me’ like I was 2Pac they gon’ watch me blow
Bar for bar I came equipped lil bitch I got the flow
If I go Manny Pacquiao that fool gon’ hit the floor

Hit ‘em with the five, hit ‘em with the five, hit ‘em with the five five six
Bitch you ain’t shit, bitch you ain’t shit, bitch you ain’t shit I’m lit
Bringin’ that pain, bringin’ that pain, ima let the choppa spray
Stay in yo lane, stay in yo lane, ‘cause I be up in my domain

Hook:
Ghetto Blaster bumpin’ bitch I make it rain
Came in like I’m John Wick bitch I bring the pain
Fuck around and call me DYLAN bitch I’m spittin’ flame
Throwin’ bows like UFC I knock you out the frame

Fuck around and spend too much on some Gucci kicks
But I be flooded like a hurricane with all this drip
Peep the patchwork on jeans I got that custom shit
Black and white my shit is vintage lookin’ stupid crisp

Album Stream

NoveskeGhettoBlaster (prod. FLEXATELLI)

DUNKTRIO (prod. NXTTY)

dead.

prod : @vtroxx @vtroxx @vtroxx
https://soundcloud.com/vtroxx/molotov

mixing : @deadmemxry
https://soundcloud.com/deadmemxry/schoolbus

art by : https://www.instagram.com/lenfant_/?utm_source=ig_profile_share&igshid=1n14m2t77mjin

lyrics :

TRUST NOBODY AYE THESE MOTHERFUCKERS AIN'T SHIT/
I LEAVE THIS GODDAMN WORLD CAUSE I DON'T REALLY FEELIN IT/
ALL THIS DRUGS HA/
BROKE MY HEAD HA/
LOOK LIKE DEAD BRU/
IM SO FUCKED UP/

EMPTY ALL CLIPS/
IN YOUR HEAD KID/
LET YOUR SKULL CRACK/
LEAVE YOU BITCH DEAD/
FEEL THE EVIL AND I KNOW THEY SEE ME/
BITCH I STAY A DEMON/
I KILL ALL THESE PEOPLE/
I DON'T NEED A REASON/
ALL THESE FUCKERS TRYNA BEEF I LET THEM EAT THE CURB/
CHOPPER WITH THE RED DOT KILL A FUCKER LEAVE HIM IN THE DIRT/ (2x)

VOCALS FOR FLIP 150BPM

SCHÄDELBASISBRUCH (PROD. VTROXX)

Phonk stuff yes
Beat and master by: @kirawthesavior

Lyrics:
He got one shot left
Drum drop
Got them funds on deck
Suck that dick until the cum drop yes
Bitch
Its
High role
Fly mode
Walking wit his eyes closed
He crying on his live
For being caught up in the spiral

Homie on that capping shit he talking he ain't knowing none
Watergate we tapping in and see him fucking smoking dust
Bitch I'm fucking back again you pussies steady slowing up
I'm breathing in the pathogen and feeling like I'm overdone

Toting guns
Homie show up
Just to get his fucking face cut
Gripping on the weapon
Solar powered call it ray gun
Homie count his hours overpowered better say sumn
Face up, face facts never been a great one

Fuck that, black jack, bet that you wont aim none
Bust that cap back, finna leave the slate done
Bitch ain't gotta weapon only letters on the key pad
Mr X'ng bitches when I pull up and delete that

Im Moving up
Had to be a moment where you screwed it up
Losing your momentum you ain't meant to be a number 1
Cluttered up, muddled thoughts I'm all up in the hall to dump
Falling up vertigo I feel like Its been long enough

Nice no ice
Little bet
Shoot dice
Move like vets
On the set
Too nice

Got em wet
No knife
Got a wreck no life
Oh god laying pipe
Oh god, oh nice

DESTINATION ZERO [PROD. KIRAW]

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I`M
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Game Over Enigma

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