YOUDON'TKNOWME ON SPOTIFY:
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sweatshirty: vvv
https://www.instagram.com/sweatshirty/
novision: vvv
https://www.instagram.com/novisionn/
https://soundcloud.com/novisionn
kamaara: vvv
https://www.instagram.com/kamaara/
https://soundcloud.com/kamaara

art by: vvv
https://www.instagram.com/pr3sentt/

YOUDON'TKNOWME feat. KAMAARA & NOVISION (Prod. Sweatshirty)

STREAM ON SPOTIFY

DEVASTATE (PROD. KAISER)

It's always gonna something.
with: @lvstforpain

SNUB NOSE W/ LVST [PROD. ILYAH]

An exclusive track i made for forlxrn's ep back in 2019

LXXIV - FVCK THE OPPOSITION [PROD. FORLXRN & SMOKERAW] (2019)

READY OR NOT FT BLCKK (PROD.JAMESGORCZYCA)

IG
@missingfactxr
prod @nxm1nal
art @spiiral_

Passed Out (p. Nxm1nal)(art @Spiiral_)

my glock dont lie; prod. war

DENTAL TAPE

intro to my scrapped album PALE SKIN *2020*

STREAM

red stairs (intro)

prod. @lunartalk

cold dark apartments and alleyway parties

I'm outa the speakers and into yo head

rhythmic arrhythmic I'm calculated 

the way that I paint it and now you see red

I promise you hommie hypnotic and holy

you follow my meaning and hear what I said

weed in you hand with that drink in your belly

It's scary how closely you follow the dead


maybe it's habit or maybe your habitat

either-way breath let it all be unsaid

down in the culdesac smoking your handicap

parasite walking the streets that you tread

follow my lips 

watch as I dictate the way that you trip

every line hits like the back of the drip

drugs are my vehicle you are my bitch

feeling that itch as I pick at your core

can't look away from the horror in store

feeling the surface scum run for the door

demons and devils a snake in the score

even me out 

flip on the fear

try to pretend that it's not in your ears

feel the impurity sink to the floor

hide from the sickness you know disapears

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scared and erratic a panic fanatic 

the pressure is static your mood systematic

your're idiosyncratic and undiplomatic

your're psychosomatic sporadic it's drastic

a sadist a vagrant your're faded your're jaded

your're wasted impatient disorientated

degraded and latent and brimming with hatred

you hate it you wish you could be sedated



flow is so evil and toxic

really there's no way to stop it 

shit is so sick it's hypnotic

burn through your soul bitch I'm caustic

constantly living in hell this room is your jail your bed is your grave

slaving away for that minimum wage 

smoke till your feeling the weight of your cage

feeding you shit that you want

i got the shit that shit that you crave

Summon the demon that haunts you

leaving you sick and depraved

struggle to breath shit is nauseous

working my way in subconscious

I won't leave easy I promise

I am not here for the profit


tossing your easy I'm feasibly dangerous

make you feel queasy and weak is my aim just

give in to me and let make your flame hushed

forget your name and the reason you came what

you want to do i do better in bulk

you follow words from my mouth like a cult

you want the feeling and I get results

I got the sickness that's makes you repulsed

The Sickness (prod. lunarvision)

"MONK"

LYRICS:

I'M GON' BEAT HIS BRAINS,
OUT HIS MOTHERFUCKIN' HEAD
HOPE SOMEBODY TRY ME,
I COULD SKIN 'EM, LIKE A DOG
WHAT YOU PEOPLE WANT,
GET ME IN THE DARK
I AIN'T FUCKIN' WORRIED,
ALL YOU DO IS FUCKING BARK

I CALLED YOU MY FRIEND FOR FUCKING WHAT SO YOU COULD FLIP THE SCRIPT
LET ME CATCH YOU TALKIN' BOUT MY NAME,
ONE MORE FUCKING TIME
BITCH I KNOW EXACTLY WHERE YOU STAY,
WANT THAT ISSUE NOW?
I MIGHT DROP A THOUSAND ON A K,
JUST TO KNOCK HIM OUT

BET IT'S FUCK THE FUCKING COPS UNTIL I LAY YOU OUT
BET YOU HATE THE FEDS, TILL I HIT YOUR FUCKING PARENTS HOUSE
BET YOU FUCKING PUNK UNTIL I SHOW YOU WHAT MY DOGS DO
BET YOU FUCKING TOUGH UNTIL I MAKE YOU FUCKING PISS YOURSELF

I'M GON' BEAT HIS BRAINS,
OUT HIS MOTHERFUCKIN' HEAD
HOPE SOMEBODY TRY ME,
I COULD SKIN 'EM, LIKE A DOG
WHAT YOU PEOPLE WANT,
GET ME IN THE DARK
I AIN'T FUCKIN' WORRIED,
ALL YOU DO IS FUCKING BARK

my glock dont lie; prod. war

PCP