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SALEM-Till the World Ends (Britney Spears Cover)

BACKPACK FT. PROHIBEO (PROD. MKULTRA)

Single #3 Oblivion and Oathkeeper
Mixed by: https://soundcloud.com/distortionthe1
Prod by: https://soundcloud.com/lildeathbystereo
Lyrics:
Black king, black snow
Mood steady like I'm monotone
Niggas swearing that i am clone 
 i don't participate cause I'm in the zone
Black king, black snow
Mood steady like I'm monotone
Niggas swearing that i am clone 
I don't participate i do it on my own

I got a blade in my heart 
They wanna tear me apart 
Why would they mess with a nobody
I was just playing my part

The darkness is taking a toll
 bringing the wrath to my foes
You were just doing the most 
A puppet just selling your soul 

Don't mess with vincent, the lonely magician
Oblivion swinging your right in position
Niggas so fake, with their phony agendas
 i pay no attention,  stay true to my senses

Rolling my fate with the dice
I focus my pain in the  ice
Demons that want me enticed
I'm feeding the hunger that lays outta sight

(Black soul, black oath
Black king, black throne
Black road, black soul
I feel the world falling watch the winds erode)

Black king, black snow
Mood steady like I'm monotone
Niggas swearing that i am clone 
 i don't participate cause I'm in the zone
Black king, black snow
Mood steady like I'm monotone
Niggas swearing that i am clone 
I don't participate i do it on my own

Oblivion And Oathkeeper (Prod. Lil Death)

GOOD BYE LIL GUP... . . U WILL BE FORGOTTEN.. . THE RISE OF BOUA ... . . (lil gup.. aka lil shoe)

RIP LIL GUP (PROD. DIRT MAN)

RiverKinn
"Vacancy"
Produced by RiverKinn

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I can't breathe
Can't see a foot in front of me
I don't even think I can stand
I can't sleep
Trading vacancy for company
When I don't even know where I am
Rip my jeans
Like my heart when you were done with me
Told you I'd be there if I can
Trip my feet
Pull the planet out from under me
I don't even care if I land

Now i'm sinking underneath the weight of what I've made
Pull me down
I've never felt so far away
Take the way I felt about you with me to my grave
Never got to tell you all I meant to say to you
Again, I've lost my way
Inside my head
I'm alone, I guide myself
From door, to hallway floor, to bed

All I see is red
Blood red
Bitter lead
On my tongue dripping
Slipping, got me wishing I were dead
Lose my grip again
Tripping over what I never said
I've been hung up on this shit forever
Let me disconnect
Dialed me at three
Cus you know I can't sleep
To remind me that you need
Something that I can't be
Sick of trying to compete
Always lying through your teeth
Try to inhale, unforunately

I can't breathe
Can't see a foot in front of me
I don't even think I can stand
I can't sleep
Trading vacancy for company
When I don't even know where I am
Rip my jeans
Like my heart when you were done with me
Told you I'd be there if I can
Trip my feet
Pull the planet out from under me
I don't even care if I land
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@riverkinn

Play Dead MMXVII

KISAMA

Vacancy

A single off the upcoming EP titled AsWeGrieve
Prod. by @ghostemane
Enjoy.

Lyrics:

(Verse 1)
Highschool in class think of droppin out,
But that be somethin I could never really talk about,
Everybody always said it aint an option how,
I could walk up in the office sign the doc and bounce,
Cuz 9th grade when the drama would rise up out,
The fuckin ground like a zombie I'd walk around,
And people eye me down,
Its like they talk about me without givin a fuck bout what they talk about,

(Chorus)
Said I been feelin like I got nobody by my side,
While I be all up on my grind through early mornin late a night,
And I aint tryna justify shit,
Can't provide with empty pockets,
Pray to god that all the nonsense in this world will fuckin stop,

(Verse 2)
I grew up around an abundance of,
Preppy motha fuckas never been one of em,
So because I wasn't conformin,
Didn't play sports or,
Listen to the stuff they bump,
Or rock the shit they rock,
Or talk the way they talk,
I was an easy target so they always pickin on me,
I had to brush it off like a dusty mop,
I let it slide givin time Ida got fed up,
Cuz I be walkin in the hallway hearin this shit all day,
There's a limit that come with the shit that yall say,
People callin me a faggot for rappin and tellin me to kill myself like it don't even matter,
One day I said fuck it,
Threw a middle finger up,
At one the bullies on the bus when I was walkin way from it,
At first I was pissed that I been learnin to live with these people tellin me that I aint worthy of shit,

(Chorus 2x)
Said I been feelin like I got nobody by my side,
While I be all up on my grind through early mornin late a night,
And I aint tryna justify shit,
Can't provide with empty pockets,
Pray to god that all the nonsense in this world will fuckin stop,

(Verse 3)
Then a year later same deal but I started to smoke,
Chillin with my homies turned into us tryna get stoned,
Fridays were the days we would always wanna buy eights so we get high then buy food to keep us full,
I was smokin for a minute I dont know how often,
But my mom knew I was so it was causin problems,
I would always call her out like no your wrong its not a big fuckin deal I can do what I want,
And I regret that shit,
Soon enough a bad experience put me in depression wishin it would just end,
Used to wonder was it dust but it probably wasn't,
Coulda been that it was strong shit that I couldn't fuck with,
So I quit,
Bout 2 years later started smokin again,
And the same shit happened,
Landed me in therapy the first time around thankfully was already in a better program at the school the people there for me pushed for that,
So I would go to class in the afternoon until Im done and graduate,
All I have to say,
That Ida made it too far just to throw it all away and thats the thing,
Yeah we all feel lost sometimes but Im back up on the path I made,
Don't give a fuck what you have to say,
Makin music and improving on my craft can be challenging,
But Im trying hard thats the key,

(Chorus 2x)
Said I been feelin like I got nobody by my side,
While I be all up on my grind through early mornin late a night,
And I aint tryna justify shit,
Can't provide with empty pockets,
Pray to god that all the nonsense in this world will fuckin stop

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