THE BOY WITH THE THORN IN HIS SIDE

Look At Wrist (feat. @iLoveMakonnen & @FATMANKEY} [prod. Father]
VIDEO: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mF9kOkRCnyo&list=UUnmazTiJ1lP5e2mm-WphaCA

YOUNG HOT EBONY LP 

Produced by Father
Written by Father, iLoveMakonnen & Key!
Mixed by Father
Artwork by YoPhysics

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Look At Wrist (feat. iLoveMakonnen & Key!) [prod. Father]

Rock Your Body (Talk To Me)

The G Code

The G Code (Slowed Version) [feat. Despised Icon]

Creepin' Out The Cut (Slowed Version) [feat. Liturgy]

Perc 3000 (Slowed Version) [feat. DJ MRD]

Concrete Curb Enforcement (Slowed Version) [feat. Cold Hard Truth]

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i feel love thru my flesh, thru my tendons, thru my blood vessels
& so i ache, empty crankcase, grave dweller
I'm never safe, what's inside is a shape shifter 
I'm only saying i could really use a session

better yet a trip to siberian peaks, fuck the grass, i need my skin to come off at least
deep down had to lock it away with 7 keys
reached far just for the stitch to rip outta the seam 

///

fallen god, fallen king, ion care what u see
a god of suffering, the king of all that's scary to me
make the objective just to get across the message past your nails & your teeth
i see your feet but theres a ghost under the sheet



the boy

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i cried alone, i know its scary to behold
vacant after tones, still & sacred to my bones
on nobody knows, time & time again im cold
extra sugarcoat
never told a soul

i stay out the way, better caged, seemingly safe
memory will fade then flood right back, i lost the game
felt like mace, my face absorbed, it's acid rain inside my brain
resemble Cain the way i drop what's sane and slay my blood in veins 

my reflection killed mid-gaze
never able to be tame, control is frayed
gifted space to u, spent time learning the trait
I'm gentle for today, by the grace
holy gates, locked and out of place

i cried alone
still don't know when I'll be home
i walk alone
i know..
i know im not your home
i might be wrong

forlorn

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i dont wanna fuck i wanna love 

white sheets, canvas on the mattress
paint it with the passion, make it a habit 
lately yeah my skin is feeling famished
touch me with intent as if i matter 

tryna practice mind over matter
but in my chest theres white noise & its louder
the static after hours, only sadder
tell me what i do when only bad news

tell me why im lonely in the back rooms
eyes to the sky like wasnt that rude 
what the fuck?
i just- i thought i would know when its the last move
silent off the cuff, i look right at myself & wonder what the fuck
soft eye roll then it's back to cracking knucks
banking on the pain, always felt like i was tough 
sitting in the rain, the drops are mercury, im stuck
waste to the grave, no sense to make me feel the love
head squish like a bug 
crawling when we met & I'll be writhing when it's done
crucio the way the pain just twists before it turns
truth be told i always knew the code
stoic & look tall to brave the road
maybe lvtely i just wanna cleanse my soul 
silent off the cuff, i look right at myself & wonder what the fuck

the thorn in his side (mattress III)

Don’t think it
Don’t try it
Don’t say that
Don’t be that way

(I’LL CUT OFF MY HANDS)

Want you to want me
Need you to need me
I know that you see me

puppets [intro]

Be blessed the jester.. who has the means to cut with words
Cursed be the serpent, remaining in dirt
Consequences of the role you uphold
Started pressing now you stressed out and cold
Sign the line, its never gold
Awake til its early, the birds are up chirping, they sing about demise of all that you hold, I laugh
Punch til I bust thru the glass
Silent but top of my class
Most likely out the way cause I gas it
Ash lightly on the path when I pass it, misery magnet
Light behind my eyes, a different pole
Search for a sign while im on a doze
Skrt off the shoulder, face in a hole
Stood on my feet and I started to sink, had to muster hope, had to double down
Never switched the code, never fucked around
I was in the road, couldn’t see a thing
Stoned at the bridge, when I felt em pelt it had to show my wings and I blasted off
Looked at the pissants and scoffed, back to the base where im concocting often
Sloppy and bold
Low class villain rocking the boat
Lvtely I’ve been rly braving the storm
Levitate slightly to show u a form
Flow from the light at the top of my dome

Maybe just leave it alone

sanction

Am I perfect
Am I rly worth it
Tell me words, I don’t think that I deserve them
They hurt me
Inner voice is constant in the circus
Terminated person, ima purge it
Scurry off the edge, my mind burning
I dreamt that I was dead, ill never flourish

Eye contact make me nervous so I’m swerving

47 times I tried to tell you that my b47ance isn’t hopeful, I stay lonely in my circle, its hurtful
Stoic on the front, ill never show you
But if you listen close then it concerns you

sanction

lvtely

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