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Running Around In Circles (Prod. delusionvll)

survive [prod. noria]

LYRICS:

I TRIED 
TO KEEP YOU ALIVE 
BUT DEEP DOWN YOU REALLY WANTED TO DIE
I can’t say that you’re selfish 
Cause I know that feeling inside 

Mind stuck
thinking about suicide 
ITS this THIRST THAT YOU CANT QUENCH 
WITH EACH DAy GOING BY
TRYNA STAY ALIVE 
With THE EMPTINESS inside 
I really know how it feels 
To wanna die 

I’ve grieved many many loses 
But this one hits different 
Cause That pain 
Was probably eatin at you every second 

I AM SO HURT 
THERES NOT ENOUGH WORDS 
TO EXPLAIN THIS FEELIN that I MOURN
HERE COMES THE SHOULDA 
COULDA WOULDAS IN MY HEAD 
I JUST CANT BELIEVE  
SOMEONE SO 
Special LIKE YOU IS now DEAD


You said you wished
 you could believe in yourself 
Like I believed in you
MAN YOU 
HAD YOUR WHOLE LIFE AHEAD OF YOU 
Wish you saw the potential I saw in you

die [Prod. DUMBCHILD]

Prod. trees
Lyrics, Vocals, Mixing/Mastering, & Cover Art by Red Dot

Froze Up

Froze Up (Prod. trees)

Desires w/ Smrtdeath (Prod. Reaper)

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Credits:

Produced by Freddie Sunshine

Simple Lie

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Runt Of The Litter feat. Quazay (Prod. NAILS)

ON THE SHELF, COVERED IN DUST (PROD. $OCRAM)

Surrounded by these digits all these fucking basic bitches
Try to crowd around up in my space my drugs replacing riches
Television witness now they’re getting entertainment 
My constituents ain’t missing so I hate to hear complaining 

No one getting pardoned all you fuckers disregarded
Boutta bust up out the prison getting framed for smaller charges 
Taking twenty maybe life in just a day of selling skunk
While the opposition got permission well that fucking stung

Cutting up powder I never encounter
A product of loud when my product is louder
Loading up bullets they’re lacking the trust 
A couple of years in the back of the bus

The person I wanna be and one I gotta be
Two different people I’m mixing the prophecy 
All of my secretive demons they follow me
Pounding my skull open want a lobotomy 

Rapping avoid all the work
That I’d do later but I make it first
I don’t hear shit when they throw that shade
No I ain’t bouta die when they load that blank

Hurting myself till the moment I drop
Curdle my blood when I’m hoping to stop
I don’t like you and you don’t like me
But I’ve done way more than you at nineteen 

Can’t hear a thing all the smoke’s so loud
Tripping out in outer space now I’m feeling zoned out 
Later I’ll return to earth 
When states of consciousness revert

Under all the weather but my role as an aggressor 
I’m the god and token of the west they know my name as Zephyr
I don’t like the faking shit so we don’t ever ride together 
Cause you ain’t that true about it you succumbing to the pressure 

I’m a loner you’re a poser but I’m sensing the oppression 
Running out of fucking victims and ya saw me there I’m guessing 
Kick me while I’m down you say I’m but an easy target
Got a problem with addiction so I tend to be bombarded

They say they gonna make that bread
When I make my bread I’ll remain content
But I don’t move back when I take a step
Lemme go on top in a straight ascent

We say we’re boutta change up rap 
Wanna sold out show where’s the paper at
Wanna move up soon like space and tab
When I say I’m the best I’ve been claiming that

Hanging barely I’m sedentary 
Game cat and mouse like Tom & Jerry
I speak for people like an emissary
Still chosen first ain’t the secondary

Buckle the belt but I’ve broken the clasp
The fame and the money is outta my grasp
Do I feel better when I’m writing raps
Or do I feel better when I go relapse

Can’t hear a thing all the smoke’s so loud
Tripping out in outer space now I’m feeling zoned out 
Later I’ll return to earth 
When states of consciousness revert

Hazardous

Zoned Out

Prod. @vasporo

Fuck a spam email leave out all the details
I don’t give a damn about the shirts you got for resale
Derailed go my way said no working retail
I’ve been sick of all the gossip coming from these females 

Found I’m boutta snap at any minor inconvenience 
Gang of blind followers and I say fuck your whole allegiance 
Yeah I’ve gone rogue gone away to obscurity 
And the jewels that I got they’re the finest in purity 

Self indulgent wealth engulfing everything that’s good
So insulting got a pulpit clots are forming where they stood
Ain’t so great convincing in a stubborn legislative body
Ain’t no moving no solution to a vegetative army

Lacking the sense and lacking the culture
Taking from others you acting a vulture
I’ll be the one that can get all the credit 
Top of my game they’re making a sculpture 
Newest agenda trying to spend a pretty penny shit
Placing antennas I’m boutta end a life or make em fucking quit  

Crystallized loss take the zyklon B 
I’m the suspect keep the lights on me
When I drop em dead that’s an autopsy 
Breaking and entering at the door you can try and stop me

Still deplete pulling up I got the swisher sweets
So cold ain’t caring you could call me Mister Freeze
Everything been fucking changing ain’t all what it used to be
Prejudicial got officials leaving town in secrecy

Break my fucking capillaries 
All my friends imaginary
I can think of all the bricks we had to bring and had to carry
Work again a certain death I feel I’m in a circus tent 
All the Fresno rappers congregated while the curtain’s set

Why’m I always vulgar bitch I’m always off the Folgers 
Espresso in my cup it’s been cut with all my pills
Got a package of the powder when I’m rolling up my bills
I’m collecting up the chips and dust like a sawmill

Need no filter I’m uncensored 
Fucking em up I’m rapping better
Take a suppressant I’m dumping the rest and I’m 
Panicking choosing the direst of measures
Learn whatever gives the upper hand return to sender 
Calm my temper scale and measure pop em all together

Crystallized loss take the zyklon B 
I’m the suspect keep the lights on me
When I drop em dead that’s an autopsy 
Breaking and entering at the door you can try and stop me

College Burnout

Autopsy

I Might Just Close My Eyes (Prod. KidAsh)

FALLEN (PROD. KID ASH)

aaaaaaa

Lyrics:
i gotta itch that
won't quit
no cap
fucking bitch slap
yo vibe
so cracked
hear the diss that
no lie
won't stack
got wrist strapped
red sight
red dash
on the 5th lap
so high 
so gassed
never feel relaxed
slide by
drive past
they gone feel that
like light
like facts huh
i'ma deal that
till i
write racks uhg

holy ghost
saw my syrup
drippin low
low low
so we stole
poison pellets
till i fall like yo
whistblow
felt a viper 
coming close so close
visual
paint
his brains
onto my wall
go ghost

why you act
like you working in the dark
rifles racked
never thought i'd see the spark?
gave you chance 
like this shit a deck of cards huh
fucked it up
know the suit was never hearts 

i gotta ditch that
won't quit
no cap
fucking bitch slap
yo vibe
so cracked
hear the diss that
no lie
won't stack
got my wrist strapped
red sight
red dash
on the 5th lap
so high 
so gassed
never feel relaxed
slife by
drive past
they gone feel that
like light
like facts 
i'ma deal that
till i
write racks uhg

I GOTTA ITCH THAT, WON'T QUIT NO CAP (prod. gosha x killheen)

Lyrics:
Hook:
Feels like I’m dyin’, I’m barely breathin’/
I dun been to places you ain’t never seen it/
Children screamin’, they family greivin’/
On my knees pray to god my soul I keep it/

Feels like I’m dyin’, I’m barely breathin’/
I dun been to places you ain’t never seen it/
Children screamin’, they family greivin’/
On my knees pray to god my soul I keep it/

Verse:
Wake 6am feels like I haven’t slept/
Saw you in my dreams I thought I laid to rest/
But you always remind me that you never left/
Stuck inside my mind until I’m laid to rest/

I been freaking out I’m fighting demons in my sleep/
Chasing ghosts all from my past I just want them to leave/
Somber songs of sorrow play in my head make me scream/
Drown me in the river take the thought of you from me/

Load up the clip in the glock/
Don’t give a fuck if they talk/
Walkin’ the walk that I talk/
You don’t want smoke then don’t start/

Load up the clip in the glock/
Don’t give a fuck if they talk/
Walkin’ the walk that I talk/
You don’t want smoke then don’t start/

Hook:
Feels like I’m dyin’, I’m barely breathin’/
I dun been to places you ain’t never seen it/
Children screamin’, they family greivin’/
On my knees pray to god my soul I keep it/

Feels like I’m dyin’, I’m barely breathin’/
I dun been to places you ain’t never seen it/
Children screamin’, they family greivin’/
On my knees pray to god my soul I keep it/

DYING

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DYING (prod. NetuH)

Locked away (locked away)
And put where you can't find me,
So Walk away (walk away)
Your walkin through life blindly,
Third eye closed you've fallen asleep,
You walk with the herd of the sheep,
Just a piece inside the machine,
Can't kill these parasites, 

Look me in my eyes before I end my life,
I promise you won't like,
What you see inside,
Reborn from the ash I rise,
I'm not a fan of goodbyes,
The sun is never gon rise,
Welcome to perma night,
Look me in my eyes before I end my life,
I promise you won't like,
What you see inside,
Reborn from the ash I rise,
I'm not a fan of goodbyes,
The sun is never gon rise,
Welcome to perma night,

Bitch im fuckin crazy so don't push me,
You dont know what I keep tucked inside my hoodie,
If we got that weight on deck we keep it movin,
May be quiet but I aint no pussy, 

Workin for them bands,
We aint here to make no friends,
When you see us blowing up its way to late to make ammends,
Hundred rounds up in the clip you see the way that it extends,
Pussys wanna try us but there's no way that they can contend, 

Grindin Till we Flyin over seas, over seas
Fighting the monster that lives inside of me,
Catch a fuckboy lackin walkin through the streets,
Choppa gonna cut his head like guillotine,

Poison in the air thats above,
You feel it enter lungs,
The bodies are piling up,
The ending has begun,

At war with the beast in your mind,
You feel it comin alive, 
Feel the blood pour from your eyes,
Welcome to perma night, 

Locked away (locked away)
And put where you can't find me,
So Walk away (walk away)
Your walkin through life blindly,
Third eye closed you've fallen asleep,
You walk with the herd of the sheep,
Just a piece inside the machine,
Can't kill these parasites, 

Look me in my eyes before I end my life,
I promise you won't like,
What you see inside,
Reborn from the ash I rise,
I'm not a fan of goodbyes,
The sun is never gon rise,
Welcome to perma night,
Look me in my eyes before I end my life,
I promise you won't like,
What you see inside,
Reborn from the ash I rise,
I'm not a fan of goodbyes,
The sun is never gon rise,
Welcome to perma night,

PERMANIGHT [prod. MAEZI666]

2 Brothers From Cincinnati // GoneGuru + SlayerPymp = PatricksTombstone⚰️

ON THE SHELF, COVERED IN DUST (PROD. $OCRAM)

Patricks Tombstone

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