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sample: s club 7 - never had a dream come true

LOVE IS CRAZY (FEAT. LUI VILL)

Lost Soul

Lyrics:
Money, dope and fame
It’s the reason for your pain, you can not– stay tame
Feel the rage in your brain, hoping they don’t know your name
But chu know this game, it neva feels the same
Once you get an ounce of fame
What?
But chu know this game, it neva feels the same
Once you get the fame, watch it all rain yuh
Neva gonna take a risk
Sittin’ there in the mist
Talkin’ ‘bout how you betta, so you rather make it shatter
‘Til you scatter, it don’t matter, feel the clatter
Of the platter on the table now you able to disable
Stick to fables, stick to labels, you ain’t stable
So– watch me on the cable– making it so damn fatal
But chu you can’t forget
This all just a game, it neva feels the same
Once you get the fame, watch it all rain
But chu know this game, it neva feels the same
Once you get the fame, watch it all rain

GREY - Fall

sequel to DEMON$, ENJOY!

featuring @antonstephan

ANGELS (FEAT. Anton Stephan & RM$ SOSANAMI)

“The grave that nobody visits”

Mausoleum open after demon had spoken, I thought I could rest 
Now I’m awoken, nothing but stress all in my fucking chest
I go to the ocean no emotion because it’s all oppressed 
I’m a bad omen, the portal open ritual possess 
I’m that figure in the fog
Creeping out the bog
Swing the ax, gimme gauze 
Oceanash grinning the problems caused
Grab the Glock I gotta go
Aim it at my lobe
Blood is dripping down my throat
Under dirt I wonder if my eyes are grey 
if the maggots eating at my fucking brain 
I’m decaying six feet down is where I stay 
Nobody walking near my motherfucking grave 

Mausoleum open after demon had spoken, I thought I could rest 
Now I’m awoken, nothing but stress all in my fucking chest
I go to the ocean no emotion because it’s all oppressed 
I’m a bad omen, the portal open ritual 

Demons got the blade to my throat 
Choking feel like im gonna croak
Disappear in a cloud of smoke 
Hide and cope but I’m still fucking broke 
Serrated black blade laid in my grave
Fuck the pain, made a pact, I’m wrapped in cellophane 
Fuck it I’m bouta kick the bucket 
Pick apart the nuggets 
Get so high grab the 45. and tuck it 
Fuck I need the bud 
Paint the walls with my blood
Always feeling stuck 
I’m shit outta luck 
Fuck the sheep 
Fuck The Population and society
I don’t wanna be part of anything you fuckers wanna see 
GLOOM is what I be 
Locked up in my brain and threw away the key

Mausoleum open after demon had spoken, I thought I could rest 
Now I’m awoken, nothing but stress all in my fucking chest
I go to the ocean no emotion because it’s all oppressed 
I’m a bad omen, the portal open ritual possess 


Produced by oceanash

the grave that nobody visits

GTFOM w/ @dirtbagshitshow
[prod. JSH]

lyrics:
[novocaine]
ay, bitch, look at ya man,
shots from the draco jus blew off his hand,
yeah, i just popped me a xan,
embark on a trip, im high neverland
ay, huh?  what the fucks up? 
like why is yu playin?
fuckin with me bitch i go super saiyan 
better get runnin cus this aint no gamin
--
yuh,yuh,uh
dont fw ya homie we smokin n his pack
me and my muddy got guns from iraq
look at my bitch, yea i know she a snack
all of yu pussies is lookin real wack,
ay, bitch i need my advance,
i got a glock i keep tucked in my pants,
ballin like ye, i must be in france
uh. uh uh
--
hit yu like ali,
im in the party, im rollin off molly.
she tryna call me, 
she aint a barbie, but i call her dolly,
bitch do not spite me,
bitch do not spite me im shootin like raleigh
im off these xans, get hit like a volley,
rebuild this earth n im shapin like wall-e.
--
ay, ay, huh? wha, wha, wha  
ay im sippin on purple, yu sippin on green,
yu is a bottom man, yu shop off of shein,
me, im the main man, yu hit the pavement now yu need a brain scan, asap
hollows tear apart yo brain stem, 
ay man, ay bitch, huh, what?

--

[loxorecluse]
get the fuck off me...
all of these bitches i cant even start to begin
no we do not agree...
who is you pressin mufucker my patience is thin
--
bitch do not talk to me...
get the fuck outta here asking me how have i been?
we walk in the party...
you get to the door but you cant seem to find a way in
--
he said he want beef, bet he wont step in no mufuckin octagon
-- 
im with your bitch and shes easy to call upon  
whipping 250 but this aint a Huracan 
9MM its easy to fall upon
tell me to get off your block so im cockin that aim and im throwin a molotov 
-- 
i told you get off of my shit
taking your bitch down to pound town,
yeah she already hop on my dick
im boutta smoke this whole pound down, 
so i roll that shit up inna spliff 
drivin the whip all thru downtown
yeah you know my subwoofers gone hit  
while im whippin that 5% tint
--
i thought i told you mufuckas to get the offa my back
i got a grip so you know its attached
--
right next the mag, when i shoot back
 she said she wanna play Russian roulette with a mac, like keep it a stack
call him up, need it stat, send em a rack,
im boutta duck with no quack

GTFOM - Single

GETTHEFUCKOFFME

GETTHEFUCKOFFME (w/ novocaine)

Like Jin

snakes in the grass (12/31/2022)

Purpose - Glisten (prod. noizy)

MR SOUR

OLD TECHNIQUES

Problems Appearing With The Moon

Claim my life, what a shame I’m doomed 
All My problems appearing with the moon
I Can’t close up all my wounds 
Think my life might be ending soon 
No emotion got the mask on the face 
Everyone asking oceanash you ok
Might let em know in a fucking decade 
I’m too low, but I grow in the grave 
Putting up a guise, isolate, then I push em all away
I get high, Blunts and white wine not solving pain
45 revolving round my mind imma break
Told my mother and father they won’t see my wake 
All of the Nightmares I’m keeping
I’m Never dreaming when I’m sleeping
I Keep pleading to the sky but I weaken 
my soul will keep leaking
 my wrist will keep bleeding
I’m ready to croak
Waiting for the day I get to leave this earth
Dumping the guts of the blunt then I smoke
Only light Under glow of the hearse 
Get these demons off of me 
it cost to breathe
I’m filled with grief
I’m incomplete, Im empty, weed I got plenty
All of the shit that I’ve seen 
I wanna forget, so I smoke on the green 
Inma zombie off of the bean
Imma fuck up it’s in my genes 
Paranoia has a hold 
Body getting cold
think I might be growing mold
Looking to the reaper told ‘em Im ready to fold
Kicking rocks until the blood spots
got the Red Socks
Looking like Dexter when I fucking chop
Nervous system wires shot 
Swat the flies you see me rot
Luminating rooms with pot
Ruminating every thought  until I drop 

Until I drop
Luminating rooms with pot
Until I drop
Ruminating every thought 
Until I drop
Luminating rooms with pot
Until I drop
Ruminating every thought

Produced by Curtes

Problems Appearing With The Moon [prod. Curtes]

-negative music-
-617-

GLOOM ⛓
GREY - @grey_official
Tombfell - @crisis333
Cyrazami - @cyrazami
Nightraverse -@nightraverse
Lithium Cult- @lithium_hell
$CAPEGØAT - @omendascapegoat


 
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