Prod. by LXNTIL
Featuring https://soundcloud.com/495kyo

Halloween Of 1607 Ft. Kyo

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LYRICS:

FAUXCUS:
aye
look into the mirror and its staring right back
cryptid creeping in the pack
i’m the life of the party
or so they say
im a draugr, see me rot and decay. fuck

rocking side to side
simply smiling through the pain
everybody wanna know but all i recall is the rain
don’t tell me what i think i should know
it’s only grabbed me by the tendrils and it’s dragged me through the snow

i’m a slave to my mind
and i feel i’ve gone insane 
but im working 9-5
and every day feel like the same

twenyohthree:
cold hearted mothafucka coming from the Himalayan snow 
yeti gone rogue i won’t stop until there’s gold gotta go 
got another show speeding through monroe 
i was hoping that you’d call because i gotta let you know 
you ain’t ever been about the process 
you ain’t ever been up in the mosh pit 
you won’t ever stop this 
no one ever even had a problem until you fucking walked in until you fucking offset 
everything we ever had 
going for us back then
 now it’s just a past tense now i’m just a mad man 
everything we ever made now it’s in the trash bin 
maybe you don’t wanna win maybe you don’t 
you don’t

COLDHEARTED ft. twenyohthree

01. Jazz Solo Cup (Prod. TuMaggz x DiddyJameson)
02. Immurement (Prod. TuMaggz)

LYRICS:

(Jazz Solo Cup):

Ain’t slept good in a minute 
Not a second pass I don’t think
Burning eyes when I blink
Fertilize minds no shrink
Brita water really only thing I drink
Cuz it poison coming out the sink 
I’ve said this shit once before
But I really think I’m on the brink

All that cap rap shit you makin
I don’t wanna hear another word
All that rap cash you sadly making
Really that shit absurd
Like a glass lamp you so fragile
I just wanna steer the herd
I don’t really fuck with nerds
All the stats backwards
Should be grateful just to get those clicks

Oh shit
You see I get momentum now you wanna take a pic
Watch me hit a milli get em all up on my dick
Stay true to myself clout makes me sick
Straight out the grave smoke a blunt the face
Walking on bodies they make up this cave
All you smell is the dank and a waft of decay
I don’t vibe your thinking I’m stuck in my ways

Really fucked up in my head from the past
Don’t talk to strangers I’m standing on that 
Tell my kids not to trust every person they meet 
Cause a smile’s deceiving they prey on the weak
Stay in the city to get up my bread
Then I’m out to the forest to bury my bed
Fuck what you heard 
This what I said
If you wanna come try you can die in the shed

(IMMUREMENT)

Stuck in dis room
Feels like a tomb
Options around but still nothing to do
Six days without sun got my soul feeling doomed 
I’m in the booth
That much is true
That be difference between me and you
But both of us stuck with this feeling of gloom

Smoking this blunt lift me up
No liquor it’s juice in my cup
I wish y’all would shut the fuck up
Smoking that kush til I’m lit 
Drink gin with that sprite til I’m sick
I wish y’all would get off my dick

Ain’t slept good in a hot ass minute
Still putting work in the kitchen
Ain’t talking bout a job I be cooking for my children 
Ion want none of y’all up in my business
If I said that shit I meant it
And if I made that beat then I need my credit

Swear to god y’all niggas too slow
Like a pod in a vape you blown
I can’t beef with no pussy on the net I’m grown 
If you don’t relate you can skip this song
Cuz I’m done worrying bout your judgement 
If you ain’t fucking with me move along

Cuz the rest of these niggas straight bitches
Cuz I know these niggas are potential snitches
Cuz I know these niggas craving them riches
Money 
Clout
Fuck an image rather hand out stitches 
And in reality that shit real sad
I can’t imagine being so down bad 
If these niggas got you feeling mad
Scream FUCK A FAD

Stuck in this room
Feels like a tomb 
Options around but still nothing to do
Six days without sun got my soul feelin doomed 
I’m in the booth
That much is true
That be difference between me and you
But both of us stuck with this feeling of gloom

Please Rewind

Bodies make a quota
Interstellar soldier
Pull a drive by in a rover
Tell that pussy boy come roll up
Bitch I flip a bag of coca
Catch a dot no polka
Pull up in a toga
40 ounces of that cobra
Tokin on some Yoda
Swisher make me colder
Codeine wit my cola
Got a xanny my in my soda
Bitch I pop another soma
Wake up from my coma
Smell the weed aroma
Bet they roll one let me toke up

Fuck you and your clout and shit
AR wit designer clips
Adderol I gotta sniff
Pop a bottle chug a fifth
Washin down the blunt I lit
Close my fuckin coffin lid
Hotboxin the hearse I'm in
Drivin to my final pit
Drop my body in a ditch
Open casket face all split
Can't tell if it's hØllÖws kit
Call my mom "ID your kid"
Tell my pops I'm dead and stiff
Bet my brothers got your chick
Snortin pills and swallow dick
Know your bitch about that shit

Fingernails black
Get it on my stack
Gunners in the back
All the shit you lack
Pull up to my trap
Eat a fuckin mac
Bloody blunts fat
Got an ounce in my fanny pack

Pop a fuckin script and nap
I just want my soul to crack
I can feel my organs snap
Grab a blade and try to hack
Put me in a grocery bag
Cherish all the time we had
I am not in pain at last
Told you bitches that's a wrap

hØllÖw won't be comin back
Where the fucks my album at?
I don't know but here's a sack
Filled up wit some dank and hash
I don't wanna take your cash
But I'm broke I gotta jack
Pull up in my fuckin mask
I don't fuck wit most you cats
Mostly cause you're fuckin trash
And allergies been gettin bad
Jimmy Neutron packin gats
Take your shit then gotta blast
Kick a door in take your racks
Make a profit off your stash
Want it back? Then grab a strap
Pop it when you see me blap
Leave my body lying flat
Let my fuckin eyes roll back
Burn my body paint it black
Rolling stoned and eating tabs

Bitch I'm in the lab hm
Tokin on some dabs hm
I got bitch that's bad hm
Everyday I'm sad hm
Bitch I'm in the lab hm
Tokin on some dabs hm
I got bitch that's bad hm
Everyday I'm sad hm

Grip a AK like I'm Tay
run a race or run away
Run up wit a blade
I said every day is gray aye
Grip a AK like I'm Tay
run a race or run away
Run up wit a blade
I said every day is gray aye

GOTTABLAST (Prod. SKILL SYRUP)

LYRICS : 

BROKE MY DREAMS HURT MY FLOW 
THAT'S LIKE MY EVERGLADES
BOTH HANDS IN MY JEANS WATCH THIS 
WATER START TO SEPARATE 
NO WAY THEY COULD SEE ME I WILL 
STAY INSIDE AND DETONATE 
BROKE INSIDE THIS BODY AIN'T NO WAY THAT 
THEY COULD DECORATE
TRYNA GET THESE THOUGHTS UP OUT MY HEAD 
BUT THEY FOREVER STAY 
LOOKING OUT THIS WINDOW I SEE RAIN 
IT AIN'T NO BETTER DAY 
LET MY THOUGHTS FALL SLOW HURT MY IN A BIG WAY I WON'T EVER CHANGE I HATE THESE PEOPLE AND THE THINGS THEY MAKE 
BREATHING (x11) 

LEFT ME BY MYSELF THOUGHT YOU HAD LOVE BUT IT WAS 
STRINGS ATTACHED 
BUT I GUESS WE DIFFERENT AND THE FACT IS YOU 
AIN'T BUILT LIKE THAT 
WATCH THAT WATER FALL IT GET SO PERFECT
WHEN I FALL IN THAT 
PURIFY MYSELF NOW WATCH MY CORPSE TURN TO A
ARTIFACT
FIND MY CATALOG AND LOTS OF YEARS 
I PUT MY HEART IN THAT 
KNOW THEY WORDS AIN'T TRUE 
CAUSE THEY JUST HIT YOU WHEN IT IS CONVENIENT 
BEAMON IN THAT DARK ROOM GOT MY CANDLES AND MY SOUL BEASTIN
I STAY BY MYSELF FOREVER MY HEART CLOSED TO MOST PEOPLE 

BITCH. 














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BEAMON - EVERGLADES (produced by AKVRI)

Prod. Budd Dwyer
Lyrics & Vocals by Red Dot and Beamon
Mixing/Mastering & Cover Art by Red Dot

Mirror

Mirror w/ Beamon (Prod. Budd Dwyer)

Moonlight

I don’t like you bitches
I know you don’t like me
Slide out the crib with a clip
Know it’s frightening
Go ask your bitch bro
I bet you that she like me
Hollow stay surrounded
Till he blows his brains, it’s likely

I’ll get you buried with your team
Stacked on top like y’all gon cuddle
It’s that terrorist they shuffle
Bitch I came up out the rubble
Y’all know hollow tend to cream
When I see them leaking puddles
Keep it G between 2 cutters
Ima fiend, got no rebuttal aye

Talking you a pussy
On some fuck shit, aim that
Looking for your head
When I cut shit, (REDACTED)
Put on BestGore
that’s a dub shit, save that
Motherfuckers ducking
When I bust, don’t say that

In hell with them angels
I-I-I don’t need a halo
Boy I heard that you was talking
Bout how all I sip is draino 
Drenched in their blood
Like I still don’t need a raincoat
Tell them Holly doesn’t speak
Unless their filling up my bankroll

It’s that elven fucking battle mage
Straight up out the dragon age
Ran up just to dig your grave
I’d say you got 11 days
You can try to run away
Until I come and take your legs
Carve your skin I wear your face
And rev this chainsaw in your brains

Gothic boy? He hot? Shit
Dripping in her panties
Got it boy? You not shit
Dip and pop some xannies
Crush a void, and then straw snip
Mucous taste like candy
Can’t avoid the truth I spit
My mind is feeling empty

DRA(I)NO (Prod. GA$H A$HEN x SKILL SYRUP)

I'm too cold
My pistol froze
The bullet slow
Whenever it rains
The clouds are low
I feel invincible
The earth
The dirt
The worms
They feed my soul
Now im just cursed
I feel no hurt
I feel rebirth

Blood is flowing from the gutters
It's me there is no other
The devil and my brother's
Smell of hell?
It fucking smothers
I guess it is no wonder
I wonder if my mother thinks of me
As I descend into leather
This De Ville is getting wetter
Guess I better check the weather
Gas and Dot and The Pretender
The collector of my tender soul
Surrender all I got
Cause I wanted to be better
I swear never thought end up in this seat with the devil

I'm too cold
My pistol froze
The bullet slow
Whenever it rains
The clouds are low
I feel invincible
The earth
The dirt
The worms
They feed my soul
Now im just cursed
I feel no hurt
I feel rebirth

Fillin my lungs with all his smoke
Gritting my teeth the haze is thick
Fuckin' with Yung Lu
Practice sin
Picking up bitches ya she wanna suck my dick
I wonder if mama proud of the man I became
Devil in De Ville
Chrome spoke
20 inch ride
1 road
Burning all the way to hell
Been dead already
Promise I will meet you there
Reaper don't break character
No faux
Sign away a part of my life every time I go
Noose around my neck
It's like a chain
A statement telling me you hate me
Every second feeling closer to the great lake
Flames blazing from the hood
Marking my name in blood
Death stood still
As I turn to soot

I'm too cold
My pistol froze
The bullet slow
Whenever it rains
The clouds are low
I feel invincible
The earth
The dirt
The worms
They feed my soul
Now im just cursed
I feel no hurt
I feel rebirth

The Reapers Passengers

lyrics : 

fresh up out the city where they hate, it's time to kill em 
that same boy yall made outcast yall made that boy a little killer 
i got memories i can't get ahold of my feelings
my heart is stuck in detention 
my mind is stuck in the trenches i'd rather run to finances 
instead of fucking with bitches 
i'm walking late night in woods i stay in love with my sickness
rapping like a thug, bitch no you need to stop it
plus on top of that you scrubbed, TLC how water falling
that boy fresh up out the crescent vocals bless em 
well dress them 
treat these rappers like my son give these pussy boys my lesson
i start to feel like water
young beamon got the breeze
bitch i dress up just like slaughter
angels falling to they knees

take a hater fold em up that bitch fena meet the one 
pussy boy you bitch as fuck put yo body in that trunk 

thinking you go hard as fuck cause yo ass is from the dumps 
keep it real you fucking bitch where you from they do not bust

why you talk like you really wanna pop yo gun 
bitch you got yo brother i don't got no one 
turn that rain jacket into goretex in the mud 
mad at ya boy cause ya bitch is a slut 
you don't really want to do nothing 
turn your back on me now bitch you done 

broken mirror broken dreams i can't find a way to sleep 
thinking about the things you said we'd be things i'll never see
watching orange leaves fall reversing the pedigree 
i could make the smoke fall 
she gone see a better me 
bitch aye 

broken mirror broken dreams i can't find a way to sleep 
thinking about the things you said we'd be things i'll never see
watching orange leaves fall reversing the pedigree 
i could make the smoke fall 
she gone see a better me 
bitch aye


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