2-3 hours later still listening to this banger on repeat

This song go stupid and i stand by it 🤣

Listening on repeat in my truck outside of the store while frozen from anxiety. Hopefully it won’t last the whole day this time… 🫣

Production, mixing and mastering by Gullyspit

Verse 1:
looking at my hands stretched out
what’s a preacher with a 45
talking out the side where the neck meets the bow tie 
where the flesh connects between both eyes
they won’t even sweat till we show em where the rope ties
you can get beat to death
burnt out the middle like a cigarette
watch the heat map form from the infrared
got newspeak’s clinging to rest 
got new feet bringing old bones inside to get dressed
no time better than past to get pressed
no fight in em let the rest forget
flood bringing mud but it stuck to porch steps
her hand covered up with blisters 
itch in the throat need to pitch the liquor 
images birthed in 
the skin infested
crave the silence when the pump arrested

Hook:
mama said it was always muddy 
and I better not track no shit
mama said I was always funny
but I speak with too much spit

Bridge:
i feel like a scarecrow
i know they all hate me 
no debate that I’m an asshole
bodies in the castle 
hanging right below the ramparts
i feel like a surgeon
now you spare parts

breakdown:
4 blank walls make em act corrected
4 inch tall need the aim perfected
counting minutes when the year is rented
countless visions of a body burned up
organs churned up 
rivers longs gone 
swerve the pot hole but hit the pilon
smell the fumes off the melted nylon 
fuck the pay stub
office Saigon 

Hook x2

Ugly44

BOGIE

prod @nimbustwokay, @killjei & me
mixed by lord gasp


_______
I don't like the way u talk to me
Fuck out of my way you mortal weakling
all that noise, babble’s like a free lobotomy
talking so much shit, bet you dont mind loosing teeth

Started with a rap
Shh quiet
Theres a mastermind at work don't interact
All the stars allign when you wear the bogie mask
I be feeling myself, bitch I fuck with myself that's a fact 

young spirit rocking balenci jacket, the shape C
shakespeare, the way the lyrical deeper than a rem sleep
cut sleeves, faux sheep sheers, grace of a frolicking deer 
i fuck on a promising dear, she can feel the pain i endure

too much barking, all that shit that you steer is over my head
don't get near, i can smell it from here everything you spread
 little xerox, army of clones, copy of a man

spit on your scene, oh i thought it couldn't get any better
another fiend i’ve relied on like a blinded savior
now peep the freak how he handles like a drunken sailor
ain't allowed to breathe in that world that’s gonna fuck you over
b-bitch
bitch i didn't change, just y'all never really changed enough
never stay the same
all i did, i did it thru the rough
it's that raw thang, visions reminiscant of a snuff
embody the juice that tweaks the brain like 'The Stuff'

couple of knives in the back, i got tired
If there’s a god then your god is a liar
i’m running in reverse
sleeping thru all my alarms, i can’t see clear  
I'm born cursed

I don't like the way u talk to me
Fuck out of my way you mortal weakling
all that noise, babble’s like a free lobotomy
talking so much shit, bet you dont mind loosing teeth

Bogie

Produced by Gullyspit
Cover art by Gullyspit


Lyrics:
Is he a Man or a Monster?

Verse 1:
Why you creeping? Where you going? What you looking for?
I can help you, come inside now let me shut the door
Take a seat , can I get you something to eat ?
I can tell that you been craving looking grayer than the street
Grit ya teeth, Huh
Take a breath I know your ready  
Hands are heavy but your finger tips are empty 
Brought you back out of that coffin got you stuck to me like flies
I just a need a second nothing precious about your time 
Crooked smiles , missing teeth , with the wicked grins 
Missing needles, broken vials, and them sticking pins 
Sewing back up what was taken from your skin
Daggers in your smile 
Use soap before you rinse 
Washing off the stains, see your viens, get a glimpse
Nearer blood the bloodier it gets 
Remember every face paranoia in the flesh
Nothing worse than those empty little threats

Hook:
We the wretched
The seeds on the concrete
Mold in apartments and blood on the white sheets
We the dreaded 
That turn down the wrong street
Fear in your stomach 
Violent we might be 
Violence is likely 
Waiting for the ready set
Shredding like I’m bucket head
Shadow like a silhouette
No escaping from his vision like it’s infrared 
He ain’t get the message so we snuffed em like a cigarette 

Verse 2:
Broken heels, bloody soles, running nose
Leaving places that nobody ever goes 
Except for piggies and the crows
Masterpiece complete done by numbers in row
I got leaches for your poison 
I got poison for your woes 
Death here in abundance I got violence for the show
Kick yo shoes off at the door and kick your habits out tomorrow 
Nothing but your time and your time is only borrowed

Bridge:
Its only Borrowed x2
Nearer Blood The Bloodier it gets x4

Hook x2:
We the wretched
The seeds on the concrete
Mold in apartments and blood on the white sheets
We the dreaded 
That turn down the wrong street
Fear in your stomach 
Violent we might be 
Violence is likely 
Waiting for the ready set
Shredding like I’m bucket head
Shadow like a silhouette
No escaping from his vision like it’s infrared 
He ain’t get the message so we snuffed em like a cigarette

Outro:
Take more drugs

Crooked Little Veins

NASVAI

I wanna be invited out
Just don’t wanna go
Stay in my car when I’m at the store
Always order online, hate the lines
No need for comms, no wasting time

Anxiety has fucked me up
Anxiety has fucked me, fucked me up
 

Oops I spilled wine on your dress
No no no lemme fix it, it’s no stress
We need the best girl here looking her best
& truthfully y’all make me vomit
I just wanna leave
Get me outta here
I hate the air

Shut the fuck up, bitch
Nobody cares
You could die there, you’re another statistic
Get realistic
Ritualistic
I’m all alone
Can’t get hurt if I don’t leave my home
Armored core, but cry when I talk on the phone

I wanna be invited out
Just don’t wanna go
Stay in my car when I’m at the store
Always order online, hate the lines
No need for comms, no wasting time

Anxiety has fucked me up
Anxiety has fucked me, fucked me up

That's My Secret, Cap: I Always Have Anxiety

ENDING T: FA[T]AL ERROR W/ IAN I-CEE | Prod. Leo Motoko

You hate me? So what?
lyrics whenever I figure out what we said

HATE ME w/ WHYTYLXR & Xelishurt

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[Featuring @PYRXCITER]
[Produced. by @Silencyde]

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