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Chill/Relax🌿#2

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ScHoolboy Q-Im Good Feat BJ The CHicago Kid & Punch

New track from Disciples, premiered as Pete Tong's Essential New Tune 29th August.

Out now on @ffrr-records: http://smarturl.it/DisciplesTDK

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They Don't Know

iTunes

Disciples - They Don't Know

produced by @rkcbmusic & me
lyrics - http://genius.com/gnash-feelings-fade-lyrics
spotify - https://play.spotify.com/track/5u0vhDlRGimBzpwgmqnLPO

LYRICS
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[Hook]
Feelings fade when people change
I stayed the same
You played your games
And now we're left with nothing
I'm not okay, but it's okay
Don't walk away
I'll take the blame
Before we're left with nothing
Don't know if I'll be fine without you
I hope I'll be alright without you

[Verse 1]
I'm tired of:
Fake people, fake smiles, fake hugs
Fake hope, fake friends, fake love
Cuz fake friends are a real waste of time
And fake love is real waste of life
So don’t you go texting me
Telling me
Wish you were next to me
Rest in peace
Everything’s ending eventually
Best friends can become your enemies
Do we have to talk about it?
You know how I make you feel, right?
You know I’d be lost without you
You never felt something so real, right?
Remember when we ran through all the fountains
In downtown that one night?
Now I’m running away
From the one that I thought was the one, right, cuz

[Hook]

[Verse 2]
I’m tired of:
Secrets, lies, excuses
Holding back, the truth is -
I act like I don’t care, but I wish you did
You used to make me smile, now you make me sick
I wish I didn’t waste my time
I wish you didn’t change my mind
Do we have to talk about it?
You know how you make me feel, right?
You know that I’m lost without you
I never felt something so real, right
Remember when we ran through all the lights
In downtown that one, night?
Now you’re running away
From the one that you thought was the one, right

[Hook]

[Outro]
(Ahh man)
I hope our feelings don’t fade
I know we know we need space
I’m sorry, I know it’s late
But I’ve got something to say

It’s gonna be okay, okay tonight
It’s gonna be okay, okay
It’s gonna be okay, okay tonight
Cuz tomorrow’s just a dream away
It’s gonna be okay, okay tonight
It’s gonna be okay, okay
It’s gonna be okay, okay tonight
Cuz tomorrow’s just a dream away

feelings fade (ft. rkcb)

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Deep End

close your eyes

for you

[VERSE I: LIL REMAINS]

fuck a dead body
don't pick 'em up let 'em dry
east side fifty nine
with the choppers out the ride
mommas cry
kids die
second line
vietnam
testify
get crucified
have your family by your side
full of fuck shit
double my cup with mud bitch
sluts wanna suck dick
hit 'em with the drop kick
bitch your pussy is nonsense
demons with the glock grip
suicidal cult shit
love to watch the blood drip

dead man walking

[VERSE II: YUNG MUTT]

rather be dead than bored
settle the score
let the metal pour right on to the floor
fuck your brain, you fucking whore
fuck your chain, you slave
i left the bloodstains on the door
blade made of iron ore
made stains right on the shore
washed away, the waves took it north
but now i gotta stay warm
catch another flight and now i'm back on tour
can't relax me motherfucking sacre coeur
used to make shit pop like fucking kettle corn 

dead man walking

KILL YOURSELF Part XIV: The Vulture Saga

FUCK

Meditate (prod. by Elite)

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[VERSE I: LIL MURDER]

watching the sands of the hour glass
sharpen the blades for the circumstance
sit in the dark while i'm in a trance
taking that blade then i let it pass
through my wrist
blood just drips
down and down and down
don't stop
then my blood starts to clot
my heartbeat has been stopped
urge to kill
pop more pills
robbing the pharmacy
mentally illa killa
blood rivers fill my vision
that black eyed midnight dweller
bring my prey back to my cellar
more bodies than a serial killer
not scared of no pigga
.45 blow through my temple

[VERSE II: JAME$ $PLEEN]

cover the whole world up in ash and then laugh at the fact that i destroyed the past
fade to black
all my racks stained with back pain
all my gold chains in blast range
ask myself do i lack fame?
or am i famous because i lack pain?
numb to the stains
numb to the game
numb to the racks that they gave me
fuck it all i take it back
material world using diamonds and pearls as a means of self worth when i could die tomorrow
return to the earth
suicidal since birth
fuck a leader i follow the promise of dirt

KILL YOURSELF Part XVII: The Suburban Sacrifice Saga

LAMAR AVENUE

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[VERSE I: LIL CHOPPA]

choppa with choppa stay loaded
bullet shells all on your floor
trying to get higher
ruby got fire
i'm fucked up
he fucked up
whole grey fucked up
you done fucked up
passing the blunt
boy you know whats up
whats good my g
drunk driving but its just codeine
keep that heat on my side
welcome to my life everyday
life every niht
we all gon die
prolly gon fry
fuck being sober i stay getting high
40 oz got sipped
purple and yellow and red
only drink i mix
big bag of that dope
drip down my throat

[VERSE II: ROMEO DA BLACK ROSE]

got your bitch besides my coffin
yeah i call her juliet
told her not to weep
just make sure that you fix my fucking neck
i'm out of breath from smoking blunts
i'm too fucked up from sipping tech
was i kissing on your bitch?
or did i kiss the fucking tec?
paint me a new picture
picture that i pictured death
now my picture perfect moment stained with pieces of my head
hate all of this bullshit
man i hate all of this stress
imagine that
the more press that we get the closer i can feel my death

FACE IT

[VERSE I: $LICK $LOTH]

eyes stay bloodshot
both on fetty wap
let them roll back while them drugs do their job
same motherfuckers thinking that they still hot be the same motherfuckers i can't see at the top
6 double 6 til my crucifix
diagnosed a lunatic
blood on me no need to rinse
been dead for years no need to slit
suboxone strips so i don't slip
but all my cravings still exist
shit
sometimes i just need that fix
sometimes i just need that drip
voices say you need that bitch
convinced i'm made to die with it
scripts stay piled up with my sins
sniffing them pills all i feel is bliss
falling from a cliff no saving $lick
fate laid out no changing it
found my piece
accept it
that i am my own apocalypse

[VERSE II: RUBY DA CHERRY]

digital villain
the sin of the internet
your wifi password is incorrect throw up the set
G59 in full effect
cigarette smoke silhouette
me and slick sloth in the trunk of the vette with pouya in the front headed straight for the check
stains on the blades
no that ain't wet paint
that's your favorite fucking rappers brains on the pavement 
typical drug addict
fictional love at it's finest
i'm pissing away my whole life and it's fine because ruby the cherry is physical
i'm just a piece of shit trying to shine
ignorant swine
what a pitiful try
bitch i'm ripping out spines
$OUTH$IDE$UICIDE
sifting through pine just so i can get high one more time
let me shout i'm high til i die

KILL YOURSELF Part XVIII: The Fall of Idols Saga

I AM THE APOCALYPSE

[VERSE I: RUBY DA CHERRY]

ruby got a problem
ruby at the bottom
ruby fucking up
he gotta alotta empty bottles
ruby full throttle
toolie no condom
bust it back and watch my brains splat on the column
dollars got me honest
honestly without a prophet
probably spent all his profit
yeah that's fucking right i copped it
romeo with all the toxins
roll me dope i'll lip lock it
blackened lungs from all the (coughing)
fuck all these lames
all yall so obsessed with names
all yall dress the fucking same
$UICIDE 
i'm out the game
blame it on the fame
i'm so sick of my own name
i'm so distant from the reigns
i'm riling up a hurricane

[VERSE II: $LICK $LOTH]

popping oxy
snorting roxy
body feeling like a zombie
never been a role model
never hear me say sorry
7th ward dragon breathing fire while i'm slicing necks
sixth sense deathwish 
laughing at the fucking threats
slick the one to ask you what you gon do?
nothing fool
i've been suicidal with them drugs up in my mama's womb
all these poppies
cock the shotty
barrell pressed against my body
photocopies all around me
$UICIDE just call the posse
kill em sloppy
bitch we godly
double cup that's filled with yella
dread head cracker from the ghetto
don't say hello
you ain't my woadie
all your friends are dead?
mine been dead since kids
100 more in angola serving like behind the pen

KILL YOURSELF Part XIX: The Deep End Saga

FAILURE BY DESIGN

CARPE DIEM

Everythings For Sale

Silent Ride

ONCE UPON A TIME (FREESTYLE)

ONCE UPON A TIME (FREESTYLE) [feat. Denzel Curry]

Prod. QB
Mixed and mastered by Ozzy Monroe

i just came in here to party 
dont fuck up my vibe 
i just came in here to party 
dont fuck up my high 
i just came in here to party 
dont fuck up my vibe 
i just came in here to party 
dont fuck up my high
dont fuck up my high 
dont fuck up my vibe 
dont fuck up my high 
dont fuck up my vibe
dont fuck up my high 
dont fuck up my vibe 
dont fuck up my high 
dont fuck up my vibe 
so much shit goin on right now 
i dont know where to start 
my dog claim he keep it real 
but barely play his part 
lately i been losing feels 
i barely have a heart 
i made a huge mistake 
when i let down my guard 
and i know 
they like to see me down
and i can only blame myself 
for who i let around 
i should have went and shot myself
so he wouldnt make a sound 
i graduated in the streets 
without a cap or gown
thats why im drankin
thats why im smokin
thats why im drankin
thats why im smokin
yeah i been stressin 
thats why im drankin 
thats why im smokin
thats why im vibing
big glocks big blunts 
when we pull up 
dope inside the cooler 
dish it out and get the mula
i need some medula 
from a bad bitch 
bend her down backwards
never been average 
you fuckin a catfish
the new you's past tense 
the new pack  in 
so TAP IN 
make it to the top
off of back ends 
FN tucked in the satin 
just left saturn 
ya bitch like the fit 
im flattered 
dont compare me to marshall mathers 
if im on a pill with a strap 
its a hazard 
and dont call me bro
 im your master 
chillin with the goons
in the trap whippin plaster 
coco hoe comin thru 
ima capture 
fuckin with me 
cuz she know im not an actor 
too late now we already in the rapture 
shoot first 
think last 
pull up then we blastin 
pull up on us never lackin 
we gon let it go 
connect pull up with that package 
then we get it off 
she like coco and i got that
so i let it snow 
speaking shit into existence 
like a magic show 
 i just came in here to party 
dont fuck up my vibe 
i just came in here to party 
dont fuck up my high 
i just came in here to party 
dont fuck up my vibe 
i just came in here to party 
dont fuck up my high
dont fuck up my high 
dont fuck up my vibe 
dont fuck up my high 
dont fuck up my vibe
dont fuck up my high 
dont fuck up my vibe 
dont fuck up my high 
dont fuck up my vibe

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