somewhere in the dark (prod. haunt & flann3l)

GRAVEYARD - TOMB RAIDER
PROD. BY COBRA $HINS


TOMB RADIER

THIS IS WHAT MY NOOSE SANG (HEYHEY!)
Lyrics:

Chances are you a bitch you a bitch and you a bitch 
I was swimming with the sharks hunting down for tuna fish
I just feel like Tony stark I just copped a nano wrist 
I can catch another fade flipping up the crucifix 
Bitches always talking like they know me 
I ain’t new  to this ay 
Got me on the edge before I shoot I do a pistol whip
Pockets full of thrax she bend it back and ask to suck my dick
Throw them D’s on that bitch like I’m rich boy
Overseas in the crypt feeling destroyed 
Smoking trees in this trap cut the leaf boy
They ain’t real when they rap they be sheep
Boy 
They ain’t real they be cap thats on haunt boy
Everything’s okay 
Bullet like I’m Bruce Wayne 
Six fangs with a chain show out with the whole gang 
This is what my noose sang, hey hey 
Grab your gun and load up, bang bang

This Is What My Noose Sang

Get It How You Live It (Feat. Nineforties)

Graveyard - CouldaBeenDifferent
Prod. by Cobra $hins

LYRICS: 
Brat:  
Wishing it was different
Wishing i was dead
You dont wanna see whats going on inside my head got a map of the afterlife underneath my bed
Couple sad bitches dryin out in the shed but all i think abt is you and maybe sometimes death
Coulda been me i shoulda took the pill instead 
Maybe u would smile more i wouldnt be depressed 
Maybe my whole life wouldnt be full of regrets like damn i shoulda wrapped the fuckin pontiac 
Never shoulda asked the stupid bitch where the party at
Shoulda dug the blade a lil deeper 
Made the walls a lil steeper damn i shoulda did the whole 8 ball n had a heart attack
Wonderin if im going to heaven or hell decide to slash my fuckin wrist go get some ice for the swells
Dont even ask me how im doing bitch im not doing well
Is there even any hope its getting harder to tell
Its getting harder to manage feel like my heart been abandoned feel like my time has been up im lost somewhere im stranded u had my heart in your hands and u decided to slam it
Now i gotta get you back and kick you off of the planet
I wish you cared more but i know you cant 
Throw my ashes in the dirt with the plants
Lets the bugs eat away at my brain im insane but i remember a time when i was nothin but ya man
Hoe

Cobra:  i remember times i was lyin in the sand 
i remember times i was nothing but your man
and to you nothings new i was nothing but a fan 
in a stu what it do now i wonder what i am 
and then think of how i can 
and then remember that i cant 
fucked it up once never trusting a chance 
every loop every cue got me runnin outta stand 
ditched lust in the cuffs, discuss us, can’t forget 
ash it in the dust get fucked up agaain 
passion is love ion wanna pretend 
got your name in my lungs every hit is a gasp 
tell myself i’m good then i flinch every task 
truth is like glass now it’s burried in the past 
i’m tryna go deeper n deeper surpass 
take all my breathe and then throw way the mask 
heartbeat off beat cuz the rhythm don’t last 
no 
what you want from me 
if u want me then why tf u won’t talk 2 me 
i can’t say shit when all it leads to is apologies 
there’s a demon in my body n he’s haunting me 

fuck these visions 
this fiction 
the distance 
this difference 
your energy is off 
n i’m tryna listen
i fall into you every time like it’s scripted 
the highs wearing off 
baby one more fixing

CouldaBeenDifferent

[Lyrics]

(Hook)

Fuck boy, grip a pole, you ain’t gonna let it off
Sheep slayer, say your prayers, jesus brought the holocaust
Imma let the red river run and leave the pavement glossed
Asking for the price of his life, it’s what the holocaust (x2)

(Verse)

Bodies hit the floor when jesus need to pour a fucking cup
Never go to church, my faith is in the glock I fucking trust
Taking nine lives with the nine when I let it bust
Tripping off a strip I eat the shrooms as well to level up
Speak up 
Tweaker
Got you on your knees begging please to the G not to leave you cheesed up 
Breathe
Breathe 
Imma make you bleed
I’m a one man army, no swiss, this steal ain’t cheap

Hit the floor
Make em hit the floor
When the ammo go
Chopper on my hip that’s holding tits it let the corpses roll (x2)

Double D’s with the 223’s make your body fold
Pull up to the funeral to make sure that the casket closed
Brought a burner to the church and burn the mass to ash for sure
Imma turn your whining into blood and leave the altar soaked


(Hook)

Fuck boy, grip a pole, you ain’t gonna let it off
Sheep slayer, say your prayers, jesus brought the holocaust
Imma let the red river run and leave the pavement glossed
Asking for the price of his life, it’s what the holocaust (x2)

Holocaust (prod. Requiem Cult)

$UICIDEBOY$ TYPE BEAT "THE VAULT SAGA PART II"

Probably will change coverart and use for somethin else

CasperPark(Prod.Crescnta)

Lyrics:

If it ain’t this
that weed in my backpack
Better myself when doubting my mind 
Flash back to that place 
black filling my eyes no light 
stack blades for the blood rain 
pain in my chest stabs 
Heart on the ground no love in my life facts
Fucking your bitch take pipe know she like that 
I don’t need help just death I won’t fight back 
Fuck am I living down low slow hot flash

Fester dejected forever never would they get past 
Bet a beretta would make you wish you held your tongue flat 
Smoking whatever now feeling level where’s the mic at 
Spitting forever don’t plan on stopping till I cock back
Fall like a feather they talking shit but all the same wack 
Why would I give a fuck what they doing 
When I move fast 
Im on a mission once felt impossible but bounced stats 
Whatchu pursuing except for nothing junkie bark back uh

Side effects of this life I live 
Are like razors slicing my wrist to pits 
You bet bliss won’t miss but I bite the apple 
Just tempt the hiss so I’d resurrect 
Cause this life is dim
You want peace of mind but no piece of this 
So fuck bitches lone with my thoughts to lift 
I got tons of drugs so I’ll spark the light 
Won’t let darkness win

Spark the light won’t let darkness win again
Best of luck to those fighting till the end 
Nothings left a mess rests inside my head 
Cursed since birth no worth 
Reapers been my friend 
Rest assured I learned much about this land 
Though I roam in this plane of absences  
Walk away the light blinds my eyes again 
What’s the word just worth feeling empty mane

Peace Or Pieces (Prod. Peyesee)

sinking low feat. JPX

‘Consciiious’ (Full Album) - FREE DOWNLOAD: https://www.mediafire.com/?9e542v97p8esp56


Production by VSOP
Mixed and Mastered by @ben-lowe-productions


LYRICS:


$igil
Bustin up from the under-underground mane,
Say it three times understand what i’m sayin.
You just live it how you think it and i’m thinking i’m the great.
(3x)


Things change, my way, ima open up the gates.
Livin inside of my body but i’m busting out my brain.
I don’t want to be a zombie, but this world I can’t relate.


No way... No way, no way.
I can not pray for a day, to see a change.
I have to be just what I aim.  This what you aint.  
I take yo place.


I - I am the change, the Consciiious wave.
Make the way, the astral planes is where I reign.
I can’t contain, goin insane, might end it all I feel no pain.
Goin insane, I can’t contain, might end it all I feel no pain.
I can’t contain, goin insane, might end it all I feel no pain.


I feel no pain.  I need no name.  One in the same.
Who will make?  and who is made?
I feel no pain.  I need no name.  One in the same.
Who will make?  and who is made?


I have built what I am, didn’t happen by chance.
I was sitting making bands, sifting diamonds through the sand.
If you listen while i’m rhyming then I think you’d understand,
When you hate on my shit, Really think I give a damn?
I’ve been workin steady on myself, watching while I live the plan… Damn.


Fuck the wealth, I want the health, I lend a helping hand.
To a brother, or my sister, enemy, or fallen friend.
On a mission, I fulfill it to become a better man.


CAN YOU SAY THE SAME?  CAN YOU SAY THE SAME?
I’LL BE LIVING OUT MY LIFE, WHILE YOU’RE THROWING YOURS AWAY.
WE ARE NOT THE SAME IN THE CASTLE I WAS PLACED.


Bustin up from the under--underground mane,
Say it three times understand what i’m sayin.
You just live it how you think it and i’m thinking i’m the great.
(2x)








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