SCRIPTZ and shit

I’m wraith from the otherside of realm
Walking with the blank footsteps, ice on my gown 
I’m breathin’ comet dust from the underside of sound
Geometric I’ma clown, jester djinn with a pound
On the phone, control is on the tone
Got the board with the 9-1-1, fiddy clots of blood Rome
Raise an empire outta stone, with the runes carved into bones
Sprinkle on the flesh, Im feeling mess-y
Sundered by the whole 

Mandala metric is my fantasy rulership my only goal
Writing to the gods in tandem, ink blotted with the coal
Burning all the fuckin old
Starting a new version of myself, not what I’m told
I’ma call it never fold 

The bet, on the set
Steady to drop you with the mac
Call me diced up homes, cut on both sides of my lips
Im running fucking laps around you
Flow is spiced out I’m a vet
Armed with a fuckin AK and a bullet-proof vest
Teeth are diamond I’m in a jet
Blastin’ off to mount Tibet
Call me junk-monk 
Gliding with that slave-ship Boba Fett
Make yo bitch my bitch you bitch
I’m itchin’ for that trigger shtick
Blastin off ya whole dome
Make you headless I’m ahead

-less horseman 
With the fuckin whores-in
The back of the bunk 
Chariot filled with bloody course-limbs 
I eat the flesh ya its score man 
Red Orchestra is war bitch
Got the .50 rifle and another man to mark them 
Yeah we murk them, murking with the fuckin right
To kill from the other side of the life
Death is running along my knife 
Im fiending for that victim strife
I make this shit kinda right
I’m reaper with the light
Blinding sight on both of your eyes

RUNES CARVED INTO BONES

I am the best at this, stunt on this
Tripping on these fuckin morsels for the maniquin
Picture-esque demon, darkside call me Anakin
I got the plan you’re in it, got the dirk for the fans I'll win

I’m gonna sack-ya-girl, take her body steep her
Like the tea into my evo, violent yellow on its sleek-bod
Gironobomb for people, strapped to chest im fuckin’ evil  
No religion I'm off the deep end
No meds in head got bodies reekin’ 

Pipe dream on the weekend in the week I'm seeking’ on the scenic route
I’m tweakin’ On that ayahuasca, peekin’ through with D-M-T,
They got me weakened, marionette my arms
I’m fleekin’ with that blood I’m creepin’ on yo bitch
She leakin’ on her death I’m geekin’

All the ‘wards, got magic wards, I’m an animal, not an amateur
Hosi-tile on all the cams I’m in-
Got me on the tape trippin’ off the djinn
Got the body parts in the final-bin
I’ma send it off for the fight I’m in
Mail ya ya family for taking lips to my vita-bitch
Scriptz

EVO PIPE DREAM

MIRACLE ALIEN KILLERS (PROD. NEKK)

Cover art by vinne.art
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[Verse]
BITCH, stay focused
I'm the wizard hocus pocus
Casting a spell on you I'm broken
Alchemist minsomer and the  ice sniff off the token
Money is latent power, drugs are are like the shonin
Ninja not a fucking coward, I creep when I'm hoping
Cutting the necks I taste the blood soakin
Knockin up the set now I'll tear down the whole thing 
Pull your hair in da sex now I'm busting a whole ting 
Take a layer from the hex I'm a lock interloping
Skull faces rhymesayer talk for the hoe swings 
Fat bitch in the op pandering the jewel rings 
Hahahah
Jester in the man - twisting lookin fo the fuckin kisses on his hand 
Queen in his dreams he's sippin up peter pan
Pinocchio lying got the nose in his pants 
Massacre the fuckin base of fan
Turning up to 0 now I'm wishing that I ran 
I'm morphing so insane  bipolar but I'm dead man walking init
Got the ben 10 end of my glock innit 
Blow those brains at the wall put a sock init
Shut yo fucking mouth I'm lookin whole team talk abbit
M&ms in my mouth eating dreams I walk lin it 
Katana through the seams I'm psycho stick my cock in it

SCRIPTZ and shit

OFF-ORBIT