GRAVEYARD FUNCTION FT SAINTJIVE & ZENOGNARLY

CLOAK (FT. S4KI2) PROD.SILENTPILL

SMOKE (FT.S4KI2)

Fade The Ones! (W/ S4ki2)

*lyrics*

YUH CORNER HIM, HEARD THAT BOY GOT CLAUSTROPHOBIA 
LIKE HE MY SON, PUT A 30 IN THE FORMULA
BITCH, TALK THAT SHIT, IN THE GRAVE, WE NEVER HEARD OF YA 
NOW PASS THAT SHIT, BET NOT CHIEF OR BITCH IM FOLDING YA

YUH CORNER HIM, HEARD THAT BOY GOT CLAUSTROPHOBIA 
LIKE HE MY SON, PUT A 30 IN THE FORMULA
BITCH, TALK THAT SHIT, IN THE GRAVE, WE NEVER HEARD OF YA 
NOW PASS THAT SHIT, BET NOT CHIEF OR BITCH IM FOLDING YA

CAN NEVER ROCK W YOU NIGGAS BECAUSE THE WAY THAT YOU ACT
YOU CALL EACH OTHER HOMIES, BUT YOU TALKING SHIT BEHIND BACKS
ONLY ONE REASON YOU ONNA MIC, AND THAT IS FOR RACKS
AND THEY SAY IM BUILDING CHARACTER, THAT’S SOMETHING YOU LACK

CAUSE YOU FAKE AS FUCK, YOU PUTTING ON FACADES, YOU FRONT
I SEE THROUGH THAT SHIT, YOU NIGGAS WEIRD AND DUMB AS FUCK
I CAN NEVER FRONT, YO HOMIES SAID YO MUSIC SUCK
NIGGA RUNNIN UP, IM SHOWING HIM, HE GOT NO LUCK

YUH CORNER HIM, HEARD THAT BOY GOT CLAUSTROPHOBIA 
LIKE HE MY SON, PUT A 30 IN THE FORMULA
BITCH, TALK THAT SHIT, IN THE GRAVE, WE NEVER HEARD OF YA 
NOW PASS THAT SHIT, BET NOT CHIEF OR BITCH IM FOLDING YA

YUH CORNER HIM, HEARD THAT BOY GOT CLAUSTROPHOBIA 
LIKE HE MY SON, PUT A 30 IN THE FORMULA
BITCH, TALK THAT SHIT, IN THE GRAVE, WE NEVER HEARD OF YA 
NOW PASS THAT SHIT, BET NOT CHIEF OR BITCH IM FOLDING YA

BITCH (BITCH)

OR BITCH IM FOLDING YA
OR BITCH IM FOLDING YA
OR BITCH IM FOLDING YA
OR BITCH IM FOLDING YA

CLAUSTROPHOBIA (PROD. ANATKV)

SCARED (PROD. JERPHO X)

*lyrics*

aye yuh told a nigga come and kill me
nigga stop nodding yo head cause you dont feel me
all they talk about is freedom, i dont feel free
dont you question how i feel, cause you dont know me

aye yuh told a nigga come and kill me
nigga stop nodding yo head cause you dont feel me
all they talk about is freedom, i dont feel free
dont you question how i feel, cause you dont know me

no you dont know, bitch
i wanna go, bitch
and no i cant be trusted
so dont give me poles, bitch
i want my body limp
to never this feel shit
all this madness in my head
my brain will cave and split

i wanna shoot at my head, 
and paint the walls, make it red
i wanna kill fucking myself 
they wont acknowledge im dead
but i keep myself by rapping
and dont think about lead
if i do you’ll find me outside
probably fucked up instead

aye yuh told a nigga come and kill me
nigga stop nodding yo head cause you dont feel me
all they talk about is freedom, i dont feel free
dont you question how i feel, cause you dont know me

KILL MIII (PROD. H!CKEY)

“Tear You Apart” is a powerful anthem of resilience, born from fire and shadows. It tells the story of rising stronger through pain, turning scars into strength, and facing the darkness without fear. With raw emotion and unshakable energy, this track carries a message of defiance and hope — a reminder that even when the world tries to break you, you can still stand tall and unbroken.

Tear You Apart

TRYNNA START A FIGHT

lyrics

ive been in the ground
call it underground shit
niggas wanna try it 
blast the choppa from my hip
ive been off the map
fuck the scene, yall make me sick
step up in the graveyard 
you wont live in my pit

like fuck the underground
all you niggas basic
listen to my music 
and it sounds like i laced it
you were never up from the jump
boy lets face it
leave a black nigga in the dirt
now im racist

really think its funny, they think they can handle me
i aint fucking with these niggas, they peasants to royalty 
budget rapper think he worth it, you working with shitty fees
label niggas being slaves, used to being on their knees

fuck it though, bitch yeah ill get it on my own
got numbers going up, say no peter, im far from home
niggas talkin hot, im a punching a nigga, now
watch him fold
if you niggas really want it, better doing what your told

RUN UP LIL BITCH
GIVE ME YOUR SHIT
ALL YOUR HOMIES WONT SLIDE FOR YOU BITCH
FUCK ALL THAT SHIT
GIVE ME SOME LICK
JUST WANT A GOOD FEELING ALL ON MY DICK

walked up in this place and now i look for an escape
because i really hate this fate, im always lost for goodness sake
all these niggas talking its because they cant relate
bitch im tryna fill my plate, and then im tryna leave the state
bitch i put it all at fucking stake, if these niggas put in effort 
then they mental gonna break
i just let them sit there and debate, while im writing day by day
tryna wait for the decay aye

*me and jive shittin on the ug*

[chorus]

undeground shit (PROD. NAXL)

It is just a cold band of gold,
Now only worn to keep away the bold. (maybe the foolish)
They don’t see the ghost on my hand,
Or the shadow behind what I am.

I am a man that still wears his ring!
If anything it is comforting. (comforting).

The ring still fits, though the love is gone,
A whisper of warmth leaned upon. (Leaned upon)
Not for the vows, or the lies they brought
But the quiet it gives my thoughts. (I have lost my thoughts)

It once burned bright in a lover’s fire,
Now dull with time, deceit, and desire. (yes desire)
The truth cut deep, but the scar won’t sting,
But I am at peace with this golden thing. (This ring)

The ring don’t burn, it chills my bone,
A crown for the cursed, a claim I own. (It's my own)
Not for the love that rotted through,
But for the peace it gives — without you. (remember that)

The ring still fits, though the love is gone,
A whisper of warmth I can lean upon. (leaned upon)
Not for the vows, or the lies they brought
But the quiet it gives my thoughts. (I have lost my thoughts)

I’ve slept with the truth, she cuts like glass,
Every night she whispers, “This too shall pass.”
And now it has  but it just sits and sings,
A sad tune from my finger’s ring.

I don't care I'll wear it anyway, (anyway)
Heedless of who it scares away.
If they really were intrigued. (intrigued?)
They would ask and not retreat.

The ring still fits, though the love is gone,
A whisper of warmth I can lean upon. (leaned upon)
Not for the vows, or the lies they brought
But the quiet it gives my thoughts. (I have gathered my thoughts)

They ask why I never let it go,
But how could they ever know? (really ever know)
It holds me like a familiar ache,
A comfort no heart would break. (It wont ever break)

The ring still fits, though the love is gone,
A circle of silence I depend upon. (depend upon)
Not for the past, or the pain it sings,
But for the calm it brings, (It calms everything)

My old, cold ring.

Yes

My old, cold ring.

Unless you are a new love,
who I am willing remove it for, (done once before)
you had better just,
remove it from my cold dead finger.

My old ring.
My old cold ring.

SCARED (PROD. JERPHO X)

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