I CAN SEE THE LIGHT 
Featuring  KOSTE
https://soundcloud.com/koste_music

Produced by LIL SWEDDEN
https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCwXJsP7OCzg-Q1zlwuCorBw

[1031 RECORDS x SACRILEGE SET x MISERY MOB]

I CAN SEE THE LIGHT (feat. KOSTE) [prod. LIL SWEDDEN]

LITTLE NIGHTMARES! (feat. Undead Ronin) [prod. Undead Ronin]

SORRY FOR THE WAIT!! MUCH MORE MUSIC COMING! THANK YOU FOR THE SUPPORT

SPOTIFY: open.spotify.com/album/3y2JtSoMAUteOuwZNd9gvf

LEECH Prod.RULZ ON

Underworld creepin, need my throne this life's been decent
I need to drip on out, dressed in black like 60 feet in
Coffin watchin body, need it around what I am seekin
Become death itself, and shake off all these mortal feelings

Check, caught it, motherfuckin cheques, caught it 
Im taking shots while Im making money, if im honest 
Drunk on pain, didn't think you were ever on it
Im like godly, almost immortal with my sonnets

Im a goner, never saw it, abyss entrenched from top to bottom
Wet up a 'dom and never make some fawnsa, im alone till underdawn hits
Underdawn hits, I drifted where the dawn hits, 
Sun is shining through the stain-glass
But I animate some bronze shit,,

Call me Midas or king Arthur the great, call me Leonidas or call me king of the saints
Call me Poseidon steppin up to break nose of brigade, descend from giants got some oni in my lifeforce and veins

Wet up a tip
I'm a dividend and dip, castin' all these motherfucker while I smoke another swish

UNDERDAWN (prod. Hocii 808)

Just something for soundcloud, might update the mix. Will post lyrics in a bit.

YIELD EVIL WHEN IM MOTHERFUCKIN DEAD
FIND OUT IF THE EVIL IS LURKIN IN MY HEAD 
IM A DEMON IF YOU SAY SO TWIST PLEIADIAN FOR TRICKS
CHANNEL SOPHISTRY SOME MESSAGERS ARE SNIFFING THEIR OWN JIZZ 
HIT ON THE MAN, FOR THOSE MOTHERFUCKERS HONOR DOUBT
IM AT THE END, .44 STAINLESS HONEST CHROME
TRIGGERS ON MY FINGER FOR THESE FIGURES IN MY DOME
I SEE IT IN MY DMS ALL THESE BEATS AND SILLY WILLY HOES
ENVISION RICHES IN BETWEEN MY BIRTH AND DEATH ,
I THINK I HAVE A PLAN IM NEVER MISSING MY OWN BREATH
EXCEPT WHEN IM INHALING QPS BETWEEN SUMMER SET
THEN COMES WINTER AND IM SMOKING IN SOME DEBT I wanna bet...
Loot gamble, fuckin truth handle it, I brand-ed men
Makin an army with a chandalir, shinin some light on the fuckbois, snitches, handful men
wet up a cheque with a devil, im the don that you handed in,
teacher likes it rough, in the butt - fuckin her, like a slut
armed tothe  teeth, dont take much - succubus....
Im not incredible also not credible, so you can take that last part to the bet I pulled
Holdin a bluff, im never much - come at me and we'll see whose mouth is touched

MAIN CHARACTER SYNDROME (PROD. PUIA)

Start the new year off with a cold platter
_______

I am the demon that they will call scriptz
Devil is leakin the answers through this
A psyche that's watchin as we both type this
Ryan or lion his name is a kriss
ima diss, on these underground kids
im under-underground kingpin, dont need blips
Camera hit record, got the b-roll that's in
watchin from a VIP perspective, look where I stand

These lyrics are cursed
Got the Silenced pistol loaded in her purse
Ima make way, hearse, drivin down the street, mowin down the herd
Sheepskin walkin, you just talkin bout it you a learner
Burn, motherfuck you gon burn
Im a walker under son im not a turn of the century
Im the turn of the millennium bitch you just met me
and im troddin right where they sent me
uh, Devils in the sky
Wetted it up with a cherry in the phantom-wraith ride
Smoking blunts in a silvy feelin' fuckin supa fine
yeah, and you know im just a guy, demon in his third eye
Ima ride - on this motherfuckin ace flip, got the cards in my hand royal flush now their face pissed
but they tasteless, dont know shit about the music it's amazing... yeah... amazing

Yeah, I counted verse 2 - I dont really know how to rap, nah, I just shoot
spittin 'ferno make em burn-out ima count it under moon-light
cut another noose-night - money for the boosted ride, woo (high pitch)
Im ina capital mash-around, figures in this shit countin now, making it imbued in my mofuckin rattle around ina battleshout
need ya to fuck off and ash it now, I got a neener and Adderall, focused on it and that is all, wait was that all I added y'all?
Bitch shit, on yo fuckin plate you a bitch shit
And Im feeling like a boss, not something you can live with
yougon off yourself bitch suicide is like a mistress
talking to your conscience, now listen

COLD PLATTER (PROD. RXKZ)

tear the moon out from the sky
the spectral cloak it separates
deny my reality
the only thought eviscerate
I dont need connections
if anything they just complicate 
passing through the void
I need some air my weapons ventilate
gorge your empty bellies on gallons of rotten fruit
getting sicker by the minute
you're too weak to pull the roots
empathy is not my game
I scrape you from the bottom of my boot
listen to my voice
I pull the hammer point the glock and shoot
watch the cars go by
call em shooting stars
buried under maple leaves my childhood
a thousand scars
mask up so I could just get away
and now I contemplate
do I even have a face
I might as well just dissipate
standing closer to the edge
I think Im on my precipice
blood soaked rags
hanging from my bones they resinous
hit the switch and let it blow
I wanna set a precedence
wear the mask a martyr
and I set off on my exodus
not the same person
that you thought I was in 2018
grew a little older
a little colder
down to brass tacks
where the stash at
didnt wanna flash that
but we passed that
built up for the combat
did you find it funny?
aint it kind of funny?
did you find it funny?
Ima catch you laughing

I Keep My Face Guarded

Ok this is the last one for a bit

Etch scriptz red right into the stud
Feelin necromorphic I'm like death without the love 
Tripped up brain, sanity is deranged 
Ima cut three mohfuckin blue veins 
And Im different, born without the kinship
I'm singing with the devil
breathing out some slicky sin hymns
yeah I'm him him, demi-urge with an urge to break my limits
Marionette my soul, know ill kill u from the beginning
Yeah, yeah
scriptz...
Capital by the hope indebted heaps
Dragging up my dreams with my 1 thousand-stepped feet 
Ill defeat, all these pre-Madonna fuck boi enemies 
Several MIA corpses dragged horseman down the street
oh I'm me, shimmy shankin fools with psychonality 
Im gonna mac a tool, take his toolie and his fuckin beach 
Im like a beat - cosmic answer with hysterical sophistry 
the senate sent me with an AK and a blade to call my keeps  
Making an answer days, 7th ring-hell is in a daze
We're comin compatible with plays
Under-underground fame 
Saying what we want in speech bleach what we uphave  
from the mud and the shadows, rick-jaw grudge, down the strate
I'm creepin down the stairs up on ya with a ink blot flame
Writing scriptz into the stud,
Branding pale horse with my name
I never maim what I ride
Another horseman out his lane
on a white steed dont trust me we're light-ly insane

BLANK STEED (PROD. NXMERCY)

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