Intro (NOVÂFLED)

Roster w/ Miind (NOVÂFLED)

Theres just one thing I need to come to terms with
And thats the fact that
I will never not hate
Who I am

Ive been debating about
Whether I should end it all
Its when my education ends when
I will take my fall

Its when my education ends when
I will take my life!
Maybe I wouldnt if these
Motherfuckers opened
Their eyes

The fuck is wrong with me
I read your emotions like
Im hearing a 
Soliloquy

I can tell you hate me because
You always avoiding me
I can tell you hate the way I act
Because you shit on me  

Everyday!
I start to feel some more pain
Everthings stale its the same
People believe what you say

Because youre okay
STOP BEING SO FAKE

STOP BEING SO FAKE


Am I in hell?
Is everything just a
Story ill tell


Should I sell
My crumbling soul?
That way ill live in my dream
And ill make my way out of this hole

Theres no such thing as a 
Merciful god
Your lord is a tyrant
He’ll make the world flood

If theres a god then 
Why did he choose me
Why did he make the world
So unforgiving

STOP BEING SO FAKE
STOP BEING SO FAKE

AMYGDALA

STOP BEING SO FAKE!

STOP BEING SO FAKE! (PROD. TRIPLESIXDELETE)

c minor vocal test

test results - 

Fuck C minor
chicken spot drop my glock in the sauce its too hot to get out>

CHICKEN SPOT

*</3~.tell me im pretty or maybe that im god.~</3*

Cover art by: @numbskullz_x3 ig + me

Lyrics:
Tell me that I'm pretty, or maybe that I'm god
Tell me that I'm special, or something that I'm not
Say it to my face, Right to my eyes
Say it without truth, and I will start to cry

Tell me that you hate me, that's no surprise
Seeing people suffer, brings glee to my eye
I smile big but, this is a façade
Get out my way, "Prepare to meet thy god"

I hate myself, and all I see is red
Creep into my room and see that I'm not fed
See me in chains, this is where I'm kept
I'm such a shame, why was I bred

So much pain this is what I felt
Look at my life, decreasing mental health
Looking at my options, I'm facing death
Breath my last breaths, put the gun to my neck

Tell me that I'm pretty, or maybe that I'm god
Tell me that I'm special, or something that I'm not
Say it to my face, Right to my eyes
Say it without truth, and I will start to cry

Tell me that you hate me, that's no surprise
Seeing people suffer, brings glee to my eye
I smile big but, this is a façade
Get out my way, "Prepare to meet thy god"

What's the point of going if I don't feel loved
I make a decision, smoke hit my lungs
I lost so much now I don't give a fuck
I hate my life I just wanna give up

What's the point of going if I don't feel loved
I make a decision, smoke hit my lungs
I lost so much now I don't give a fuck
I hate my life I just wanna give up

Tell me that I'm pretty, or maybe that I'm god
Tell me that I'm special, or something that I'm not
Say it to my face, Right to my eyes
Say it without truth, and I will start to cry

Tell me that you hate me, that's no surprise
Seeing people suffer, brings glee to my eye
I smile big but, this is a façade
Get out my way, "Prepare to meet thy god"

Tell me that I'm pretty, or maybe that I'm god
Tell me that I'm special, or something that I'm not
Say it to my face, Right to my eyes
Say it without truth, and I will start to cry

Tell me that you hate me, that's no surprise
Seeing people suffer, brings glee to my eye
I smile big but, this is a façade
Get out my way, "Prepare to meet thy god"

tell me im pretty {Maki}

Too Far w/ amarè (shvde)

Wait right here, I'm coming right back
My right sleeve got caught and I can't
Think straight, I just need to lie back
Please find something to define that
My mindset got stuck, immobile
Can't fight that, this show is over
List five things that make you whole
Or you can try to breathe, but oh no

What's that coming in? You were just with a friend
Respect, dividend, new build, reel it in

Keep talking, 'cus I think I need it
Plus I'm boutta be on my way
In a week or two, so make me stay
Keep talking, 'cus I think I need it
Plus I'm boutta be on my way
In a week or two, so make me stay

Now that you're okay, I'll break bones 'til I phase my mindstate
Watch out you might hate my place, you find truth the the breaks
Race you to the finish, paced you, couldn't win
It's hateful when you tell me "hey I'm moving in"
And wait you didn't give in, grateful dinners
And I hate you, never sinning, make me give in, and

Keep talking, 'cus I think I need it
Plus I'm boutta be on my way
In a week or two, so make me stay
Keep talking, 'cus I think I need it
Plus I'm boutta be on my way
In a week or two, so make me stay

I don't wanna wait again
You fight to make me stay and yet
Why can't you just let me out
If I just let you, now

subterfuge

Are you sick? Are you dripped? Yeah yeah yeah
Save the pic, flavor it, yeah yeah yeah
Walk around saying this and that
Don't tell me you told everybody that you get the bag

'Cus you a fake fuck, turn it off, you ain't making hits, bruh
I got thousands of dollars under my list of
Who you are and who you wanna be
Yo girl don't wanna rock a beat
Reluctancy to fuckin' tell a sorry cheat
You're way too insecure
Quit making fickle slurs
You're trying way too hard to be the shit, yeah
But imma tell you that shit ain't gon' get you this far

Back, back, back it up now
I see you packing up your bags, wrap it up now
'Cus you ain't going nowhere
You getting no shares
Why would you go there?
All the time, you don't care
You rap about shit but you ain't living it
I see your tracks all the time, got me feeling pissed
Give it up now, wont make a buck now
You talk about that Range Rover but it wont be found
'Cus imma drive through in my Mach-EX
You talk a lot of big game but you wont be next
I'm fucking on that bitch raw, I got no protection
You pull up to the studio but you choke the session
'Cus I hit that bitch, one take, and I send it
My lyrics come from real shit, no pretending
Fucking scrap that new song 'cus it's so pretentious
Pitch your vocals down but your words got no expression

You a fake fuck, turn it off, you ain't making hits, bruh
I got thousands of dollars under my list of
Who you are and who you wanna be
Yo girl don't wanna rock a beat
Reluctancy to fuckin' tell a sorry cheat
You're way too insecure
Quit making fickle slurs
You're trying way too hard to be the shit, yeah
But imma tell you that shit ain't gon' get you this far
Fake fuck, turn it off, you ain't making hits, bruh
I got thousands of dollars under my list of
Who you are and who you wanna be
Yo girl don't wanna rock a beat
Reluctancy to fuckin' tell a sorry cheat

fickle

I'm sick and fed up with this
Try it quick (fuck)
Didn't even help a bit
Give me a second, need some time to come back
Again I've fallen through the cracks
This is all my fault
What else would I want
Think about it, press it real, and pound it
Let it sink in, round it up

I feel it all around
No idea what I have found today
It's like a new experience
And I'll prove I'm serious
I can push you and I am-

Fuck
Maybe I'm crazy, can feel my arms shaking
My heart is penetrating, and the glass feels like it's breaking
Goddamn, will it end?
Keep laying in this bed
Tryna take over my head
I kinda wish that I was d- now
Take your time, yeah, you're wasting mine
But this patient mind will just wait 'til
I'm fucking done with it
I've had enough of this
I'll just give up and quit
Wish I could-
Take a sip

I feel it all around
No idea what I have found today
It's like a new experience
And I'll prove I'm serious
I can push you and I am-

"A person who thinks all the time has nothing to think about except thoughts"
"And so he loses touch with reality"
"It's time to wake up"

Get out, get out (Get the fuck out)
I'm more than upset now, -set now
It's nothing but a feeling
A fucking feeling, feeling, how?
(Come on let's just get-)
It's not nothing, but it isn't something
Fight it, fight it
Find something to confide in, -fide in
Wish that this would fucking finish
Losing my head, night-end
Goddamn what a feeling it would be
To feel like I can finally think straight

"Worrying has no transformative value"
"It is rehearsing the very thing you do not want to happen"

sickness

You don't notice what I want
But I am sure of it, 'cus I can't stop thinking of
How nice it would be
Oh, how nice it could be
But what I really need
Is to fight the pain in me

And I'm so fucking upset
With the fact that nothing is done yet
Make me feel whole again
Take a minute, it's over and out
Patience is adjacent to displacement
Can't help but hate this
Break into my safe it's splayed out for you to take shit

I fear that I might be too late
It's a cycle today
Why me, can't I fight these feelings?
Why do I like these heathens?
Uh, switch it up, maybe you'll like it this time
Yuh, give a buck, for a quick night, to feel right
Yuh, put the substance down the rut, you feel like
Yuh, you might crumble, but it's lovely
Make me sleep out of spite
Reach heavens light
Why is every damn experience held back by the fight
I wish I felt the same I felt when I knocked back a good spike
Think I'd melt if I went back to the resentment I liked
But it makes me alive
Woo! Held back the pain that I lied about
Let's have a hateful time
I'll regret it when I'm around

And I'm so fucking upset
With the fact that nothing is done yet
Make me feel whole again
Take a minute, it's over and out
Patience is adjacent to displacement
Can't help but hate this
Break into my safe it's splayed out for you to take shit

sickness

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