got a rotting fuckin corpse Up inside of my trunk/
I am skin flesh bones and 
And a bunch of these drugs/
I’d say hello
And goodbyes
But I don’t give a fuck
I smoke cigarettes 
After cigarettes 
Cuz fuck both my lungs 

And My friends wanna see me dead/
So they pull out my coffin/
I’d help my self if I could /
I’m better off rotting 
Im just another fuckin name 
That should be forgotten 
I am a fuckin ace of spades /
An eight corner pocket 
And I gamble with my life 
Cuz my friends all die often
I’m not your mutha fuckin Christ 
I am the dirt in your conscience. 

And my friends they’re all dead
Were all burning  in coffins
I can’t be your prince charming/
Love 
Cuz I am too rotten 

My mother poor mother 
Wishes me well
But I’m going to hell/
I got nothing left to loose 
I’m a fuckin empty shell
I’m not the fuckin anti Christ
Im the corpse that you smell 
I rather fuckin die now

Burning Cathedrals - Too Rotten ( prod. ROLVN )

Coming From America

Dylan Ross - Bitches Get Stiches

second beat tape , mixing and production by me.

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The Last Dragon

DRAGONMANE - BEFORE TOMORROW

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full moon skies

Rozz Dyliams - The Jacklord

NobodyMove

RICHARD (PROD. CURTES)

Retro Stop Sign

NEVER THOUGHT THIS DAY WOULD COME,
BUT AS I LOOK AROUND,
I SEE THE SKY IS PAINTED OVER
& THERE'S BLOOD ALL ON THE GROUND.
SCREAMING FOR FORGIVENESS,
BUT I NEVER HEARD A SOUND,
SO I KEEP TO WORSHIPPING THE DEMONS FROM DEEP UNDERGROUND. (X2)

LET THE RITUAL BEGIN,
I START TO SLICE OPEN MY SKIN,
I LET THE RED POUR OUT SO I CAN OFFER IT TO HIM.
ITS A BAD DREAM,
SEEING THINGS, 
TERRIFYING HUMAN BEINGS.
CROSS THE PATH I WALK AND YOU WILL NEVER GET TO REST.
IM STRAIGHT UP HUNTING FOR YOUR FLESH,
& IF YOU TEST ME YOU'LL GET WRECKED.
I DONT CARE ABOUT A BITCH,
NONE OF YOU FUNKY HOES ARE NEXT.
IM THAT KILLA MOTHERFUCKER ON THE TOP,
COMING FOR YOUR NECK.
YEAH I STAY CHOPPIN,
I STAY CHOPPIN,
TIL IM CUTTING OFF YOUR HEAD.

NEVER THOUGHT THIS DAY WOULD COME,
BUT AS I LOOK AROUND,
I SEE THE SKY IS PAINTED OVER
& THERE'S BLOOD ALL ON THE GROUND.
SCREAMING FOR FORGIVENESS,
BUT I NEVER HEARD A SOUND,
SO I KEEP TO WORSHIPPING THE DEMONS FROM DEEP UNDERGROUND.

SATAN STARTS TO CALL MY NAME OUT LOUD,
AT NIGHT I PRAY TO HIM.
ASK HIM TO RELIEVE THE STRESS OF MY NEXT VICTIM SO THEY FEEL REAL SAFE UNTIL THE KNIFE ENTERS INTO THEY NECK,
CHOKING ON THEIR BLOOD & I AINT EVEN BROKE A FUCKING SWEAT.
WHEN I START TO RAP ITS LIKE YOU STANDING FACE TO FACE WITH DEATH.
IM GONNA KEEP ON FIGHTING TIL MY VERY LAST BREATH.
BITCH YOU THINK THAT YOU CLEVER,
I'LL SEND YOU TO HELL FOREVER.
MAXIMUM TERROR,
YEA EVERYTHING THAT YOU SCARED OF.
YOU CANT RESSEMBLE A DAMN THING IN THIS DARKNESS EXCEPT MY FACE
& BY THE TIME MY TIME IS DONE,
THAT CHURCH GON BE SINGING OUT GRACE HOE

TOMORROW'S ARRIVAL §PROD, KRAZED§

Cataclysm - https://soundcloud.com/vegardveslelia & ghost/\/ghoul

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prodhavi