D!RTY w/ ITSOKTOCRY (+ cresylic)

FLESH N' BONE

AMV: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=e14tf0Lk6FM

something I made for poetry class.  

[HOOK] X2
In the distance I hear a cry for help 
Can I still go to heaven if I kill myself?
Cause surely nobody wants to go to hell 
But the closer I get the less I hear the yells  

The sweet aroma of death is his favorite smell  
Would it make a difference if I had a soul to sell? 
Too many questions and no time to dwell
Can I still go to heaven if I kill myself? 

God has his headphones too loud   
The life of a dog or an entire crowd 
I was told sinners were not even allowed  
Even allowed  X3 

Is food nothing more than slaughtered cows ?  
Is it still my life if the point is to make another proud? 
Before I make this choice please tell me where art thou 
Tell me where art thou  X3  

[HOOK]


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BADMAN ICEY prod by Shyguy

FIRST SINGLE OFF "A STONE WRAPPED IN SWADDLING"
Album Coming April 19, 2018.

Tracked/Mixed/Mastered at @thornwallstudios
Beat produced by @epsyle

Lyrics

VERSE 1: Eidolon

I’m becoming what has fueled my nightmares 
A hollow pit of nothing but despair and failure 
My feet leave the surface 
Seem doomed to repeat this 
Self righteous prophecy 
Meet me in the furnace 
I killed the goat 
Sacrifice this is the year of the stone 
Garnished in failure
Anointed in greatness 
I face it 
Lost sight of the pavement, caught tread in the dirt 
Keep showing doubt; show you the fuck we are worth 

VERSE 2: Richmaiden

Erase me 
Don't make me face it
Tainted
You're nothing without me
So complacent but everything you touch turns into cinders
Tired of waking up trapped inside this bewilderment 
Closed death's door now I'm sipping on it in a rocks
Cut my neck and use my blood to fill up this Campari bottle 
Now I'll be lucky if I see tomorrow 
But curse me if I make it to then
I've been telling myself that this all is starting to get better but it isn't and I know it 
All my fucking doubts are closing in
Pour my heart out and I'll get booed off stage 
Blank slate, blank face 
Maiden be a great case of "fuck I shoulda pulled out"
Now I'm bout to pull the tool out 
Motherfucker don't make me

Tainted Womb (prod. Epsyle)

This is your reckoning.
Every moment that you've wasted ends here.
Shadows fall and then your light starts fading,
I think it's safe to say your time is running out.

Fire will rain from the sky,
Your life is mine, your life is mine.
Bloodshed, misery,
welcome to mortality.

CHROMA keys screamin, "please delete em.", bitch now watch me hack.
I came up on a couple bands, I made em flip, now watch em stack.
If you enter my fuckin presence raise my hand and push you back.
Say you rap? Where the fuck you at? Where yo fuckin facts?

I don't rest, said you play the game but I ain't seen you yet.
I don't flex, I just say this shit to get it off my chest.
I confess, Things are changing every time that I assess.
You recess, you stay quiet til it's time for self defense.

I attack, I'm the gatekeeper, I keep you on yo back
We in black, we all in yo city, you know where we at.
Chiefin thrax, we be smokin that, bitch we smokin packs.
Thought you trap? But we see you lack, bitch that's why you whack.

You need to step aside, this a fuckin genocide.
Everything in sight goes up in fire, nothing left alive.
I don't fuck with any side,  My eyes cannot specify.
Manipulate, mutilate, and leave that motherfucker terrified. 

This is your reckoning.
Every moment that you've wasted ends here.
Shadows fall and then your light starts fading,
I think it's safe to say your time is running out.

Fire will rain from the sky,
Your life is mine, your life is mine.
Bloodshed, misery,
welcome to mortality.

Cataclysm (Prod. Ghostrage)

lyrics:
listen
find me in a bush after kush like johnny
im getting more bread but its just lunch money
i make art like dali salvador christ, godly
cosby sweater on me cuz im lounging in the lobby
shawty mention something bout she want some molly
only thought i get is, "how this bitch still popping mollies?"
never dumbing down for anybody sorry blondies
seeming like the fashion trend infected all the zombies
you know,
how everybody dyed their hair the same color, 
same time, 
got the same watch, same chime and the same signs
got the same rhymes, same lines and the same crimes
live the same life, staying hype while the fame buys
how ironic
high all on this chronic
moving faster than the plague bubonic make'em vomit
stop it lemme switch the topic
niggas know they NOT sick
flow gon make them nauseous cause it's nonsense or not kept
figures
spotlight thickens
shine bright fitting cause my hindsight risen is the time right?
it's ticking
nigga wtf was they thinking? 
my brain just getting bigger, ego shrinking
believe
listen close how they breathe, back on they knees, right where they belong so it seems at least x4
you niggas really let this shit hold weight?
you let this shit grow in names?
you let this shit go insane?
so let the bullet hit the cranium and say some x2

aye my nigga come and slap that bitch x???

Figures (Prod. ghost/\/ghoul)

REGRETS (demo)

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Name a more lit squad, I'll wait
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FULL COLLABORATIVE EP WITH @JAMESGORCZYCA1
PRODUCTION BY SATURN. VOCALS BY JAMES.

THE GAUNTLET

TIMEBOMB [FT. JAMES GORCZYCA]

OOOOO [FT. JAMES GORCZYCA]

SLAPEMUP [FT. JAMES GORCZYCA]

LOWS [FT. JAMES GORCZYCA]

LET ME INTRODUCE MYSELF [FT. JAMES GORCZYCA]

I don’t feel too bad, mala vista, mia 
adderal my bag,
I don’t need that on my case 
I been feelin bad, push an addy in my face 
Ain’t no goin back 
I don’t need that on my case

Medicine delight 
Every single light around my eyes it turned to white
Menacin alike my bitches, always tend to bite 
Always indeci—sive Idk what I like 
I don’t like no ice cus I prefer these shiny spikes

Oh my god on my life like who that be 
On my god on my life who made this beat 
Bring that bag yeah bring that sack goin bring it all for me 
Keep that ‘back(wood),goin peep that pack , I keep it all on me

I don’t feel too bad, mala vista, mia 
adderal my bag,
I don’t need that on my case 
I been feelin bad, push an addy in my face 
Ain’t no goin back 
I don’t need that on my case

Mala Vista (prod. $ALVIA)

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Bitch we pulled up early to the show, I think it's 6 o'clock
Fuck it we smokin blunts in the mothafuckin parking lot
I called an uber so I don't need no fuckin parking spot.
Bitch y'all some losers, I do this shit without no problems, huh?

Why they tryna catch the wave, they need to fall up off me.
All of my brotha's keepin it real it aint no option.
We do the shit y'all want every day and that's a promise.
People wanna fuck with me but I can't take no losses

S.O.S. Save Our Scene, OmenXIII can you do this shit?
You tell me, pull up to all these shows come watch me move this shit.
Thought it was a fuckin fight the way you see us movin bitch.
Bitch this ain't no fight, respect the pit or get dropped stupid quick.

Yeah we gon smoke in this bitch there really ain't no stoppin us.
Yeah we gon sip this shit, I don't really see no problems.
Bitch they just mad as fuck, they not us, that's not our problem.
I got a hundred blades, they solve 99 problems.

808's bangin, the fuckin bass gon make you bounce bitch.
Thought they was some rappers but they stressin bout they outfits.
Bitch my shit black, it's always all black, and that's about it.
I see you lack, you can't get on track cuz you ain't bout it.

If my nigga's trappin, it's cuz they tryna make that money flip.
If my nigga's slackin, you know my other niggas tellin him.
Bitch we stay workin, that's why we really on some other shit.
Bitch we not perfect, my purpose teach you how to get through it.

They can feel me on a deeper level than the physical.
You lookin for talent bitch you lookin at the pinacle.
Labels just study us cuz they don't know what they lookin for.
They need the truth when I speak bitch I mean every syllable.

They just some actors bitch they ain't chillin with no criminals.
I swear when people come round me they be on they tippy toes.
I swear the shelf that I'm smokin always somethin critical.
This is our scene for eternity, bitch we invincible.

UNDERWORLD

A Hundred Blades (Prod. Purpdogg)

wake up in the detroit social security administration
north end fatha I just might be 
but unless it green no relevancy 
what i can light and what i can spend all I see
keep the bitches beneath my eye line 
so i can continue a scribe for our ineffable divine 
Effn what I had in mind 
just let me get thru these lines
Damn baby them legs are fine
Let me see if i can keep it in and keep in time
You cant catch me on no zine 
Look for my cadaver online 
i drink rice by the bottle when i drink wine
honey on the shelf bourbon in my mouth
Ya I haven’t even made it out 
All alone im still a crowd 
Consume until the room don’t smell so foul
Blunts on the wake up - no doubt. why ask?
If she free of family Ill eat that ass 
On everyone with a good childhood ill have to pass
Moralist make me laugh 
If you call your dad you’re a fag 
i keep all my relatives in a bag 
smoke that smoke that smoke that 
All my blood is ash 
youth I ran thru too fast
But I want this cash and it’s mine that’s fax 
Call ya self a rival you a fad 
Call it a war i call it a blast
watch yo head go thru the dash
Glass convert gums to gashes 
ya you a unlucky talentless bastard
Learn what strength is in action 
Ignore that responsibility meet disaster 
You a has been that hasn’t been
Faster than a 15
Don’t meet me out side 
Fuck ya whip fuck ya ride
i can fuck yo bitch an better wih no clothing line
Pussy don’t want a pretty boy she want a master 
So I’ll bag her keep your designer glasses 
Come to in the detroit social security office
damn these lines are awful
North end fatha I just might be 
But unless it green no relevancy 
What I can light and what I can spend all I see
Keep the bitches beneath my eye line 
So I can continue a scribe for our ineffable divine 
Effn what I have in mind 
Just let me get thru these lines
Damn baby them legs are fine
Let me see if I can keep it in and keep in time
You cant catch me on no zine 
Look for my cadaver online 
I drink rice by the bottle when i drink wine
I drink rice by the bottle when I drink wine
I keep all my relatives in a bag 
smoke that smoke that

ay ay 
produced by https://soundcloud.com/cogicogi

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