JUNKIE SEX APPEAL

Notorious (feat. Chetta)

Did a whole lot of shit I ain’t proud of 
Wear my battle scars
Like they Prada 
Fucks given 
that’s nada 
If you gotta problem 
Imma make you 
vanish 
Abracadabra 

Life is like the balducci levitation
It depends on your perspective 
You can try to call out to success 
like a mic check
But it ain’t coming to you
Unless you put it in check 
Settle for nothing less
Sometimes we all need a reality check 

We all die in the end that’s a matter of fact 
And no amount of positivity will remedy that

But it’s paramount you enjoy this experience  
Looking back at old pictures 
Call it photosynthesis 
It feeds my food for thought
Like a Light bulb to my consciousness 

Im not washed up yet  
Like a kilo in the gulf of Texas 
Making sure I cover my bases
On a daily basis 
Call me mischievous
Tryna not miss achieving greatness 
Kicking the ass of 
My own mental illness 

So much travesty 
and tragedies 
Have awoken me and broken me
Like Plato’s cave analogy
Programmed to mask my problems like they aint mine
Learning how to properly remain accountable
And manage my time
Wish I could get my serotonin back to baseline 
The stars in the sky dont always align 
But neither does life

We all got different deadlines
But we all eventually flatline

ABRACADABRA (Prod. BHASPER)

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I gave you the beauty only I saw fit I am sorry. Watch you dancing in this world like it’s evermore, you’re stupid

Prod me, Cover by me, Logo by Lancelot

LYRICS:
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I watched it bleed, I watched it burn, I watched it all destroyed
I’m at your door, I hear you shaking, what you crying for
I’m in the snow, I'm standing by, I'm holding back my force

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Watch you dancing in the world like its evermore
But we’re all dancing into dust, it's like an entry ward
And you don’t know what's coming next, tidy up your chores

I saw an angel and rode up on her wings
I soared so high, like Ritalin, amphetamine
And I am snow blown, baby dont look at me
My body so froze, I just want you holding me

I love you till the end of time and you know it is true
I gouge my eyes and every sense, everything is you
I wanna live inside your air, it’s all I wanna do
I break my arms and break my legs, wont crawl away from you

In this world I only met a single solid truth
We’ll be together and forever, baby me and you
Your graceful stride, is like a paint stroke every time you move
I’ll be your canvas and your muse, open up the door

Real poetry wow ok thank you

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Bottomless Confessions (Prod. heartless)

Haunted Gardens

Sistine Chapel (Prod. by The VVitch)

Produced by Foxwedding
Backing vocals by Lotte Kestner
Violin by Michelle Kim
Artwork by Creators&Destroyers

Lyrics:

Hook:

None of us are saints, but some of us ain’t
You love the paint but the colors will change
Staring out the window again
A hundred rain drops still sit on my skin 

VERSE 1:

Messages in bottles
Lessons that I etched as a staccato 
I go Hatori Hanzo with the gonzo
Until I fill the hollows
Bones dipped in gold go vibrato 
Falsettos cause an echo but for how long?
Heavy as I’ve ever been
Heaven’s just a death away
Boulder-shouldered seraphim 
Broke everything that’s delicate 
Looking at yourself again
Yet you never self reflect
Orpheus & Eurydice 
Like you’ve been to Hell and back 
Innocent to diffident
Indifferent to the dissonance 
Drifting in and out of indolence
Indecent and still in descent 
Disparate makes desperate
I’m distant when I ponder on the infinite
Walk along the precipice 
Always on defensive when 
Autonom reflixiveness 
Albatross’ eloquent 
Watch me while I levitate
Crawling on the Zeppelins
Monologues are deafening 
Do anything to exit 
When I’m lost among the desolate

VERSE 2:

Stalagmites inside my mouth 
Ultraviolet fire-bound
Take the grey I find
And maybe I can make it light up now
Lately I admire how
You make things seem lively 
When I’m dying out 
Words are like a spiderweb I’m spiral bound
My la fleur planting haunted gardens 
Where the scars are formed 
Pluck my heart like harpsichords 
Til one of ours will wash ashore 
Baited breath til sharks’ll swarm
Bay of pigs we’re art of war
Bayonets I’m marching toward 
Lately I’ve been Lobster Boy
I’m running out of air to breathe, be
coming what I’m scared to see, leave
Nothing to the parakeets, these
Summers that appeared to be, dreams
Prisoners of the moment
living among the stoic
Prisms of other omens
Visions becoming real
Sometimes it’s just too surreal
So tell me how do you feel?
Are all the walls closing in?
When only the blue prevails
Stuck in a blooper reel 
Where nothing is beautiful 
A heart like beluga whale
Awaits for the wounds to heal

Saints (Prod. by Foxwedding)

Delirium

Ultra (Prod. by Inochi)

Prod by Cansino

Sadistik:

Pretty little zodiac 
tell me are you listening? 
Why don’t you say hello back
when the ghosts are visiting?
living in the sediment
scribbling my sentimental
Mental into wet cement
Everything I said I meant
Not living in the present
Skies become so heavy
I feel like a piñata when it’s empty 
I’ll fill another bottle I’m a MD
20/20 hindsight
In a place that’s full of people I don’t quite like, aye 
Looking out the glass again
Aspirations aspirate 
Compliments are aspartame
Tears feel like they’re acid rain
Always been a castaway
Don’t save me I’m just trash today
I’m refuse
Usually you’re bruised when you get used to feeling used
All these ups and downs I  learned to ride the waves
Most the nightmares are when I’m wide awake
I don’t wanna go don’t let me die today
If it makes me numb I’ll take the side effects 


Mick Jenkins: 

If it makes me numb I’ll take the side effects
If it makes me…
If it gets me pissed off puff smoke
So much talking out the neck nigga we cut-throat now
Not what you would expect 
Fuck your assuming we just added the seasonings 
Told ‘em hoe don’t be cumin when the thyme right
Lime-light in my eye I don’t need that 
Cash when I require best believe that 
In hindsight was just getting by 
’Til I was 25 I’m coming live
Oh did I mention I beat statistics?
Made the fire with the friction 
My diction sophisticated no fiction has been recited
The credit for a belated, shit is Kriss Kriss 
No jokes the politicking make my dick soft put it in quotes now
Fuck up out your respect
See how I’m moving niggas low-key
It’s hard to stay quiet with the OG on me
Only a couple niggas I call homies these days
Said some prayers that got the phonies erased
If we ain’t FaceTiming then you ain’t really know me these days
Not too much talking do my growing silent

Zodiac (Feat. Mick Jenkins)

From The 2008 album "The Balancing Act" by Sadistik 

Ultra (Prod. by Inochi)

SADISTIK

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