shoutout @orteus for mixing and producing
shoutout @j4kuna for producing my slime
shoutout @0x6167 for also producing and mixing
SHOUTOUT MIKEY AND #TRAPHOUSE MY SLIMES

getting too close need to fall back
wallet fat as fuck no you cant fold that
hella money yeah bitch i need more of that
now i got more than that
thats why she calling back

fuckin on yo hoe we break the bed
talking crazy then i leave the scene with blood all on my vest
he said he got some new armor put it to the test
keep an ar by my side im sendin bullets thru ur chest

like wtf is he on
talkin down smoke u like a bong
choppa on me singin like a song
why this hoe blowin up my phone
call up my bros we get em gone

i helped u when u needed me
and its crazy how easy u just got rid of me
dont even get close to me cuz every time i cannot breathe
no i cannot feel a thing im losing my touch with reality

calling back

HOUSE OF BANGER 5000

FEATURING: smokewish, Jayy Dogg, KW, qui, & blvrrimg

"...諦めるの早すぎじゃない?"

5:15 AM after an all-nighter, exhausted, watching the sun rise and raindrops splash on the ground. What a shame.

Recorded at the bottom of a well

All Tracks Produced by: nullsoft
All Tracks Mixed by: nullsoft
All Tracks Mastered by: nullsoft
Artwork by: nullsoft

Tracks Written by: nullsoft (2-5, 7-15), Juicy J (1), Project Pat (1), smokewish (3, 14), Jayy Dogg (5), Kris Knigge (6) (from S3E10 of Beastars), KW (7), qui (9), blvrrimg (15)

smokewish: smokewish.bandcamp.com
Jayy Dogg: soundcloud.com/jayydogg-nz
KW: soundcloud.com/matroenkw
qui: soundcloud.com/quinnnnnnnn
blvrrimg: blvrrimg.bandcamp.com

01 bulletholes (intro)

i know what you saw

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PRODUCTION: MƎTHMXVTH
VOCALS: MƎTHMXVTH
COVER: MƎTHMXVTH
MIXING/MASTERING: MƎTHMXVTH
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Walking that shit, talking that shit
Got any complaints, and I’m rocking your bitch
With my fist in her face, I’mma make her body twitch
I’m tryna pummel you so motherfucker dont flinch, I got
2 Bottles fulla gas and they’re lit
Full throttle to your dome, perfect pitch
Smoke fills your lungs, and you're coughing like you're sick
Once the flames engulf you, so I hope you turn to ash quick 
I’m rancid, I’m nasty
Designing your doom like my name is Sandy
I’mma make the imps dance while I sip my brandy
And I’ll eat your girl out, so sweet like candy
Your bitch so demanding
So go and shoot yourself then
Falling back off your plan b
You’d be better off dead


ＢＬＡＳＴ ＰＲＯＣＥＳＳＩＮＧ

R'lyeh (Trillgaze 'Til We Die)

spunchbob (ft. meseb*)

don't do something you might regret
it's all inside your head
don't do something you might regret
'gret, 'gret, 'gret, 'gret
i love to disappoint her
i'm inside her head in the morning
i don't wanna go to the doctor
i don't need perscriptions, baby

everyone hates sinners until they gotta sin themselves
i love wasting time so i might aswell just bleed her out
heavy belt, grab your neck 'til your eyes red
drop it all, have some fun, watch your mind melt
shawty knows the past me and i know she hates him
why don't we say hi to her and send her to heaven
i could hide a body in between all of these pages
got so many eyes, but i'm so far from an angel
girl, i'm connected with no wi-fi
read her like a book i got straight into her mind's eye
i lie, sword over my head not my blind-side
brown boy called it nasty, but i treat it like a white lie
not a cannibal, but i sure could act it
almost made her bleed, got her switching her language
if you didn't know i've been staring right at you
i play with my food so i'm down to attack you

don't do something you might regret
it's all inside your head
don't do something you might regret
'gret, 'gret, 'gret, 'gret
i love to disappoint her
i'm inside her head in the morning
i don't wanna go to the doctor
i don't need perscriptions, baby

backstabbr:.

xaviersobased - i get it inn (prod. clay10)

prod. blvrrimg

lyrics:

I choke on the wind, too much turns into dust
I’m soaked in the dirt, think I’m drowning in mud
Why question my place? And who’s testing my luck?
In the hell called deceit, the risks standing up
I see fabricated demons
Made from detrimental reasons
If you ‘stablish war, my free win
Cold blood never brought the heat in
Tell me, homie, what’s the next I achieve?
Tell me, homie, where you’re supposed to be?
Can you point out what I’m supposed to see
When the page turns to your propriety?
Tell me, homie, what’s the next I achieve?
Tell me, homie, where you’re supposed to be?
Can you point out what I’m supposed to see

Swear this life be playin, like try me
Noticed I been passing trust blindly
Coming home to it all untidied
Planet really said it don’t like me
Planet really said it’s not likely
People in they days living vice free
People tripping, peoples floor icy
Bidding for a mortal you die cheap
Think I need you, lose a high fee
Not for you I’m bruising my knees
Worship who and move my beliefs?
I’m the only being I need
I’m the only being I need
I’m the only being I need
I’m the only being I need
I’m the only being I need

Fuck a loss for the gain
Where’s the pause in this game?
What’s the law and their says?
Make the shots, forget aim
I’ve been wanting this pain
Not the trauma it bring
Not the karma to face
Look the problem embrace

You only see when you find me in grief
You only see when you notice I leave
You only see when you disguise a need
You’re broke of heed if I forgot to breathe

Swear this life be playin, like try me
Noticed I been passing trust blindly
Coming home to it all untidied
Planet really said it don’t like me
Planet really said it’s not likely
People in they days living vice free
People tripping, peoples floor icy
Bidding for a mortal you die cheap
Think I need you, lose a high fee
Not for you I’m bruising my knees
Worship who and move my beliefs?
I’m the only being I need
I choke on the wind, too much turns into dust
I’m soaked in the dirt, think I’m drowning in mud
Why question my place? And who’s testing my luck?
In the hell called deceit, the risks standing up

Choke On Wind

s/o to all my old skype friends i lost touch with.
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PRODUCTION: @tgwog
VOCALS: @blvrrimg
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PSEUDO-OPTIMISM: discord.gg/hrnKzefPMe
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[Verse 1]
Deep in my soul I believe:
I got reach, 'n' it's not falsely dreamed. I'm speaking to my- 
-self, I tend to tell me many things.
It's an E. Coli in me, that BHO I 
breathe, I know what you see. I don't know who you 
be: how you have no ID. You just don't know like 
me. 
[Hook]
How you have no ID? How you have no ID? 
You just don't know like me. You just don't know like me.    
Roobie got BPD, hitting V2 TG
Roobie got BPD, hitting V2 TG 
[Bridge]
Eee. Motherfuck, mm.
Why you starting this bullshit with us?
I just. I just  fucking love my girl, uh 
I- us- Oooo.
Ee.
Eee.
[Hook]
How you have no ID? How you have no ID? 
You just don't know like me.You just don't know like me.    
Roobie  got BPD, hitting V2 TG
Roobie  got BPD, hitting V2 TG 
[Verse 2]
Knowledge, Tai Lopez, I got the knowledge.
In my garage, I got the smoke stuff for my solace
Flawless, I'm that FLAC, ya see me flawless
I just ate the fucking pole and now I'm topless
Breathe, breathe. 'N' get to calmin'
Ice cold in my core, why you sobbin?
Bottomless be the hole that you fall in.
All in, all in: I go all in.
I just- 
I just went on Skype with Colin.
CS2 we dropped a nuke onto the hostage
Conversations with myself: diagnostics
All the acid that I dropped, it was the process 
[Hook]
How you have no ID? How you have no ID? 
You just don't know like me. You just don't know like me.    
Roobie got BPD, hitting V2 TG
Roobie got BPD, hitting V2 TG 
[Hook 2]
How you have no ID? How you have no ID? 
How you have no ID? How you have no ID?
Roobie got BPD, Roobie got BPD.
Roobie got BPD, Roobie got-... Eee.

skype (prod. tgwog)

Damn who's drake? where's wheel chair jimmy @

01 bulletholes (intro)

saeed

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