good work !! maybe you can bring some fire out with Dready On The Beat? he is also on sc

tell me, and be honest. How big is your cock bro?

shout out to the magnificent jont for making the beat


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Fucked Off (prod.jont)

WALLS

WALLS [prod. Trashy]

I WOKE UP IN A NEW REALM...        (PROD PORT ATLAS)

NUN (Prod. DumbChIld)

The Devil Loves Me When I'm Lonely ft. Death Dealers Anonymous

sleep inside a coffin

freerich (prod.silo)

Cant tell if anything in front of me is real..
I hit the pipe, so bladed days kill what i feel.
I flick my wrist, and flip that blade i keep concealed,
My hate assaulting any danger in the field.

She wanna wake up while i disappear..
I'm smokin steady while im in the mirror.
I see her face and all i see is fear,
I need her taste i see it crystal clear.

Look at their eyes and its a waterfall,
I fantasize the crystal ball in all.
I recognize I witnessed all to fall,
Embedded lies that travel through the halls.

11th hour fuck their power, encouter what its worth.
Hit the bank without a face, hit the damage for the hurt.
These pussies cower, strip their ranks, you can't ban me from the work.
Golden tanks take out your flank, put your family in the dirt.

Can't stop this molotov,
Rip that black bag, and get to poppin off.
Fuck up their tactics, tell em call it off,
With all that acting you just wanna talk.
Toes aint been tagged then fuck it walk it off.
These pussies mad, I tell em knock it off..

(Chorus rpt.)

IM NOT SORRY Prod. Deergod x lefthandluck

XGAMES MODE Feat. LilTexxan (Prod. LILTERROR)

IM NOT CONTROL 
OUTTA CONTROL 
NOT IN CONTROL 
NEVER CONTROLLED
(x4)

STOPPED GIVING FUCK WHAT THEY WANTED TO HEAR 
WHISPER IN EARS THEN A PROBLEM APPEARS 
GET ME A DRINK IM STUCK IN THESE TEARS 
BUILDING THIS SHIT FOR A COUPLE OF YEARS

HATED ME THEN BUT YOU HATING ME NOW 
PUTTING THE THINGS THAT YOU WANT IN THE GROUND 
TRIED BEING NICE BUT MY TEMPER IS FAST
NEVER CONSUMED IN HER ASS 
MOST OF YOU RAPPERS ILL DUMP IN THE TRASH 
STOP BEING MAD ABOUT PROBLEM IN PAST 
LASTLY I SEE THROUGH THAT IMAGE 
ITS SUCKS 

ERROR AINT GOOD STUCK IN A RUT 
STOP SPENDING TIME
DONT GIVE A FUCK 
(x2)

WALK ON ME 
STOMP ON ME BITCH 
TALK TO ME 
TUCK IT YOU BITCH 

HOOK 
(x4)

IM NOT CONTROL [PROD. DEADEMANE]

lyrics: 

holding a grudge 
i can’t forfeit to bid you 
good luck, but life’s tough 
this mistrust will forbid you 
i’m sick of you fucks 
and i’ll never forgive you 
get stuck, it’s a rush 
the shit i did is official 
here is a fistful of signals 
bitch, wishing you well 
and words sizzle like flames 
the pains simple as hell 
shit, i still sit & dwell 
about her eyes blue crystal 
5’2 bitch who mystified my temple 
dimples hide behind her mental 
state of mind dissembled 
i dreamt of a new life 
but realized my new potential 
fed up with the gripes 
the lights had heightened 
with two red bull’s down my pipe 
i’m still resentful 
towards the nights still uneventful 
but i still write without a pencil 
to ignite something less gentle 
sensual as i bite a chunk of cud 
i’m out the mud hoe 
my mind is dirty as your love 
never could trust a hoe 
bust a nut 
& paint her face with my cum like a juggalo 
the rush implodes 
make a rude bitch croon like cudis flow 
cut it, i colored my brand new vision with another tone 
just a fucking smidgeon to glisten 
bitch you must get stoned like Dylan 
here’s a new condition 
given the brush i hold 
consist of the images 
scripted like a puppet show 
father time aligns my anxieties 
and i hit the mother load 
with prescriptions, you must’ve known 
barely sleep & it fucking shows 
you ain’t heard like a buffalo 
what i observe, it must oppose 
all the woes that i stumble fo 
all the hoes, it ain’t nothing tho 
all they know. it ain’t nothing tho 
all they know. it ain’t nothing tho 


And i’m fucked up, that’s the truth 
But baby I’m not as fucked up as you 
but baby i’m not as fucked up as you 
but baby i’m not as fucked up as you 
days bruised 



letters to the runts & the crew 
tell em i never knew love like the truth 
sell em all the drugs, that they could abuse 
tell em it’s like a hug for all their blues 
days bruised 


im in a war with myself, my minds warped 
is my health so unwell? 
i’m divorced from reality 
people all stare at me 
bear to be normal 
i carry these morsels of notions that force all this tension 
i sense it, i bend it, i vent it, i’m tempted to end it 
and now i’ve got remnants of memories trenchant 
my mental extends through this penmanship 
never forget you bitch 
i do not know if i lust you or if i resent you bitch 
maybe it’s both 
while i savor the moments 
jaded, debated my framework i know it 
this game that they plays like aerobics 
just shameless, i’m phobic of days where i’m hopeless 
no choice, i’ve avoided the world 
as i grow into places, remote 
and this boredom has taken its toll like a poison 





And i’m fucked up, that’s the truth 
But baby I’m not as fucked up as you 
but baby i’m not as fucked up as you 
but baby i’m not as fucked up as you 
days bruised 



letters to the runts & the crew 
tell em i never knew love like the truth 
sell em all the drugs, that they could abuse 
tell em it’s like a hug for all their blues

PLUM BRUISES (prod. by broke boi & zak ali)

I love yall. u aint alone
Rap/Rock/Electronic

Fucked Off (prod.jont)

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