Ashing In My Cereal

“Not The Same”

GREY - https://on.soundcloud.com/PyjoVGQSTLrKZp7q6


Say that you’re right but I don’t see that
Act like a fake you gon get slapped
If it ain’t true I don’t fuck with that
Motherfucka go on
Go and talk about an arm
In yo little fucking song
We don’t really fuck with that
We don’t really like that rap
You do it too wrong
Go and lock the door, turn off the light
Let me fucking write, poems out of spite
Grey is the fog in yo mind when you lie
Rust inside my fucking eyes
Twitch and shake and feel the blur
No fucking image, no fucking tension
Acting like you good Imma teach ya how you could
Take a seat and watch the woods
Cause im always in the forest, creeping like the fucking poorest
Soil in my boots I got mud on my face
It’s deep in my roots
If it’s gloom
Imma go and let loose
Motherfucka act hard then later be a bitch
Juh
Motherfucka tryna bring a switch– blade
Tried to mess around then he got– played
I am the reason you got–made
Imma go and throw the shade
Fuck the pay, I don’t relate
You on display, i am the shade
Juh, not the same



Deep in the gloom 
Blue ocean is your tomb 
In the room smoking all the fumes 
Mary Jane, I feel the doom, I’m small like a grain 
I feel the fucking chains 
Can never explain the pain in my membrane

Decaying when I wake and every minute of the day 
Participate in bad habits, damage my brain 
Managing, tryna get through and maintain 
Only thing that gets me through is trying every strain 

Thinking and causing my pain 
question if I’m even sane
sunny but inside it’s rain 
Debating just  slicing my veins 
As I smoke I Watch it twist and then disperse 
My Organs blackened like a hearse
My head is static vhs reverse 
Like the ring I’m cursed 
I was coughing the pain right out my chest
Infesting death inside my head 
I was blocking everyone and laying in  bed 
My whole body filled with the  dread 
I was Wishin I was dead
Finger pulling the trigger now I’m spread 
Alone in the shed, and cops the sped 
But it’s too late wrap me in the carpet 
Ay sometimes I just wanna die 
I don’t even know why 
I’m just thinking bout the scythe 
When I close my fucking eyes
I just wanna get high 
Get by 
I’m Introverted always shy


Produced by Nightraverse

Not The Same [ft. GREY] [prod. Nightraverse]

“its always raining inside my head”

Oceanash smoking packs 
Making beats all on the Mac 
And it’s bouta croak, from 2015, it got a few cracks
Stuff the green up in a leaf and to myself I pass
Enter the scene I’m high as I can be so my stash is never lacked
Rolling up a fat game on a rolling tray with rick and morty 
Sparking it with the flames and then I’m grabbing the 40 
Marked by gory thoughts and it won’t stop I’m just tryna sleep 
I keep on hiding from my demons in the moss my grave is deep
Take the smoke from the blunt 
release the ghost inside my lungs now it floating up walls 
Sitting in the room absorbing it all
Soaking in the smoke I’m coughing til I say nope cuz
in the blunt I left some bits but most of the guts were fucking thrown  


Smoking in the graveyard
Choking and hoping that my lungs are stained like glass art
Sentra swerving round the lake and then it brake hard 
Tryna think my way out of this pit that has no hope using the tarot cards 
Crawling and I feel alone
Safety off the 9 I own
Abracadabra, my mind is blown
Matter spreading to the sky
Gotta paint the walls with white 
I’m inside my mind too much at night
Wake up, thinking “why do I even try” 
I got problems w my fam 
Make me question who I am 
Hearing voices like the Son of Sam
Ignoring calls like they a scam 
Thinking that my life a sham
Now I’m hanging from a ceiling fan


Produced by oceanash

its always raining inside my head

“Bullets”
Cyrazami - https://on.soundcloud.com/sTSbHkZrxX36PjM36

Wake up feeling more dead I wanna quit 
Taking time to get out of my head that is a pit 
And I feel like shit 
Watch the ceiling light as I fall into a new abyss
I don’t wanna need to light the blunt when I feel like this 
Always had a hunch I’d never make it out of this fucking pit
Trauma keep growing more heavy like I’m eating grits
I was hated since I was jit, they will hate me til the cript 
Reminiscing all the slits for this world I was never fit
I feel fucking numb 
I don’t wanna turn to a crumb of nothing that is left when my life is over and done 
I don’t wanna die by the knife 
Waiting for the scythe 
Every night debating taking my life 
Staying up til 5 


Got that little bitch riding on my cock
Ima sit around while I watch all these fucking cops
I be killing all these bitches man you cannot tell me stop
Run up on that ho and then youll hear all the bullets pop
I be repping triple six and bitch im coming out the mud
sipping on that potion after that i start to light the bud
No Lives Matter in this bitch we all bathe in blood 
Do not fuck with me or ill start another great flood
Ima shoot a nail through his head like it was a stud
Never gave a fuck about nobody or their life
Suicide is the only way for me or you to die
Now lets all say good bye and watch the mothers cry

Produced by oceanash

Bullets [ft. Cyrazami]

“counting problems, not the sheep”

I can’t think straight and I can’t sleep
Demons give me bait and I take it cuz I’m fuvking weak 
Staring at the ceiling laying in a heap 
Counting problems, not the sheep 
Pillow wet from when I weep 
See the pain but just a peek
Leaping off the Zakim see the city for the last time
Never speaking panic coming and going from my mind 
Put me in the morgue, slice me open like a fucking lime
Now you see inside, I’m not even worth a fucking dime 
Not proud who I’ve become 
Smoking loud and feel so numb 
Crumb is purple like a plum 
Ask me how I’m doing, putting down my thumb 
Feeling like a bum, kick the bucket like it’s chum, grabbing the gun, now my life is done
I miss the person I was before 
Every time I hit the weed its not enough I want some more
I’d be puking on the floor, wishing that I was corpse
Panic coming in fucking waves and now it’s crashing on the shore so I close the door

Don’t wanna but I’m pushing you away
Driving off and now I’m fucking filled w shame 
Cry to me and say youre hating when I’m putting on a face
I can’t help but when it keep raining on my brain
No umbrella keeping me shelter from my pain 
Stuck in a rut so I keep on making beats 
Nicotine brainrush while I’m turning up the heat of my apartment I’m slowly getting  used to the flames of hell 
It’s like I’m buried in a coffin rotting and the cig is all I smell 
Years and years of therapy 
Will it ever help this isn’t who I wanna be
I just wanna sleep but even then it’s a blur between reality 
The nightmares life-like and they messing up the psych of me 

Produced by oceanash

counting problems, not the sheep

“Darkly Depths”

GREY - https://on.soundcloud.com/xyevRX5M4uEZnRNJ9

Lurking in the woods surrounded by trees
Think you hear an animal creeping, see my hood you know it’s me 
Face hidden by the branches as I count your chances and you plead 
They keep on screaming blood continues to seep 
I fucking leave em six feet deep
I’m going crazy like the shining 
Deep in my head just like I’m mining 
Paranoia what I’m finding 
Feeling dead inside, no I don’t feel dining
All I wanna eat is the fucking lead
Grief is keeping on haunting me you can see it in infrared 
Creeping around the graves I made the coffins fucking stack 
All black I pull up smoking on the purple pack
tho I’m making no racks
All these demons in my mind but they got me in a cage 
it’s okay, they supply the weed like every day


Dirty man creep when he hear that beat
Chain on my waist i feel like me
You don't wanna die so i got to leave
Suicide bitches on my feed
Imma the numba one guy they need
But I don’t really do the deed
Fuck it, pick a side
Bitch i hope you fucking die uh
Do not act depressed then try to fucking test
Bitch you acting like the rest uh
Fucking with the best
Juh GLOOM don’t fuck with pest
We don’t really do distress
If it do not say G L O O M
I won’t take a single band
Fuck your home and fuck your fan
Ay
You are nothing you are running
Looking away from the truth
Try to avoid me like that’s something
Bitch i'm already the void juh
He don’t know the truth
He don’t really know the truth

Darkly Depths [ft. GREY]

one day at a time 
GLOOM ⛓
GREY - @grey_official
$CAPEGØAT - @omendascapegoat