Prod. Sixthells

Stepped into the shadows no dollars to my name
Even if you try to do the same yeah no one cares
Had to sacrifice every night and they get mad
I was all alone still the same damn thing
Ain't nothing change I"m still grinding 'til I lay
Had to cut some ties acting fake and fucking lame
All they do is hate hate hate hate hate
Then they  get a mic and they fucking do the same

In the shadows of the dead
We all fall apart we all lose our head
In the water I feel empty 
I can dream when no ones there
In the shadows of the dead
We all fall apart we all lose our head
In the water I feel empty 
I can dream when no ones there

Living in the cold weather shit will leave you hollow
Thinking about the days used to wanna be a scholar
I don't wanna change still the same damn pain
Standing in the rain as I swing my blade
Out of  my head
Out of my mind
I never cared and don't ask me why
Somedays I'm scared
Somedays I try
I'll never kneel yeah they won't take my pride

standing in the rain

COFFIN$ w/ ERAZE (prod. LIL SWEDDEN)

Shoutout to my brother Eraze

https://soundcloud.com/erazemusic

https://linktr.ee/ErazeMusic

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[1031 Records x Die Slow Records]

COFFIN$ (feat. ERAZE) [prod. Lil Swedden]

14,000 (Prod. Fles)

East to the West
_________________________
Smoke another

its cloudy out today,
drippin on the scene with an inkblot from my brain 
a man whose in need of a needle for his pain -> 
but im kind of full of drugs already, faded to the brim

ha ha ha ha
feelin like a god
demon off cane, who's cookin in the lab?
its me motherfucker im a wiler killin labs 
wylin out, get some clout and put it on my tab

ill never sell you, tell you, what to do its hell you (yo)
paving road to darker realm i pop a pill for value
criminal whos comin for their throat im a shell shoe
walk a mile in my host and gravity will fel you 

east to the west
each wear a vest
raising fuckin army with hilarious jest ->
picture esque, 
beautiful being with a jackal and a bet
underworld is my girl and i make her fuckin wet  

east to the west
each wear a vest
raising fuckin army with hilarious jest ->
picture esque, 
beautiful being with a jackal and a bet
underworld is my girl and i make her fuckin-

NIMBUS (PROD. UNREM)

written & performed by fxckjamie & vvs
produced by ezrah & akvri
engineered by fxckjamie & creek
cover art by fxckjamie


(Lyrics)

[FXCKJAMiE]

Down another bottle to the face
I’ll never cut off 
My brain is my own enemy and 
I’m about to shut off
The whole entire system of my body, wanna fuck off
But if I fail at first then I’ll just 
go grab my sawed off

I ain’t got time for you 
I got my demons here
I’m tryna get em away
and make another year
I got a dead beat god
I swear he never hears
A damn word I say, he left me bleak and drear

Always torturing my mind
Probably dead, don’t feel alive
Im controlled by parasites 
Been through this a thousand times
Knew the cost and paid the price 
Feel like I’mma end my life
Said I wouldn’t but I might

Oh no 
I’m lying on the floor
All I wanna talk is payment
why you the fuck they act sofamous x2


[VVS]

Head banging
Chain swanging
Fuck it, got my chrome singing
If I talk my shit make sure you turn your fucking speakers up
Head banging
Chain swanging
Fuck it, got my chrome singing
If I die today, I swear to god you wouldn't cry for me
Or try for me
(bitch I been in the dirt)
Six feet deep, don't mind me creeping
all black hearse got mom still weeping
Tryna kick these habits but the voices getting to me.
They talking like they friends but I treat them like they enemies.
Drop it
Flip it
Run it back
Drop it, while fumble that
If I wanna stay alive I keep that chrome blade attached. 
Feening for the kid cause I got it figured out, if I spot em, just weep em. 
I can always air it out.
I just pull up and I drop it, I can always map it out.
Laying on the floor dead, fuck it paint the walls red

LIMBO (FEAT. VVS) [PROD. EZRAH & AKVRI]

prod. Sixthells
/////////////////////////////
Just figure out a way to get this money
Back it time, I'm feelin' lonely
Just figure out a way to get this money
Back it time, I'm feelin' lonely

Just figure out a way to get this money
Back in time, I'm feelin' lonely
Put my dead friends in a duffle
Ride around the city tunnels
I've been low but no one care
I've been high but no one's there
I've been stuck inside this cage
I'll never break free from this Hell

Yeah I'll never break, I'll never run away
I'm getting tired of these rappers with no fuckin' name
Yeah they be fuckin' fake
They in it for the fame
I'll run you over with the mower
Till you fuckin' stank
Inside my mind I'm feelin' dead
But I still walk around with my blade up
Don't wanna test me, it's fatal
I'm tryna get all this weight off
Slasher, walkin' round the city block
I'm blockin' all these stupid thots
Yeah, fuck it, fuck 'em let em rot

Just figure out a way to get this money
Back it time, I'm feelin' lonely
Just figure out a way to get this money
Back it time, I'm feelin' lonely

Just figure out a way to get this money
Back in time, I'm feelin' lonely
Put my dead friends in a duffle
Ride around the city tunnels
I've been low but no one care
I've been high but no one's there
I've been stuck inside this cage
I'll never break free from this Hell

SLASHER

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)

Djinni in my mind
Mind if I cut in line
Clippin I cast off a nine
Neena smokin all you guys

Ima dividend on the token, cryptic motherfucker armband soakin
I am never broken, making money most never on  feature
You know ide never phone in

Murder the pope and kill the fuckin priest
Last supper for these bitches I was born in the beast
Devil woes, dapper pose, make post, trick or treat
Letter prose, poet lows, gettin hoes, cut the beat

Born in october motherfucker I'm a 31st stunna
Mental in the trenches im stuck in the gutta
Got the 36 flows and they make the hoes flutta
Beat churn into butter, ima wait more money

Im waiting im waiting im waiting
Now money aint much but im wielding the payment
45 for the people in my lane, needa lane switch
Rap like a fiend, motherfucker im amazin'

Murder scene on the pavement
Wake up the latent
Powers that be underneath the motherfuckin gravestone
that im fuckin aimin

CRYPTOLOGY (prod. Hocii 808)

Last one before Christmas probably, happy holidays everyone

FILL MY CUP WITH DOUBLE LUCK, IM DRINKIN UP
30 ccs of the cloverfields with the snow white doves 
fits like glove, and I'm unendable
Try me you'll end up as ember stone
Napalm right? to end her through
My words are an pendulum
SWING SWING SWING SWING
SWING SWING 
My words are an pendulum
SWING SWING SWING SWING
SWING SWING 
...

SWING HIS BACK LIKE A BAT IM HOLDIN 50 RACKS 
BASH IT ON HIS HEAD THE silly MONEY MAKES HIM LAUGH
HES A DEVIL HES MY FRIEND ANd now DHE'S SITTIN IN THE BACk
OF a BLACK MAYBACH, SIPPIN COGNIAC WITH GAT
SHOOTIN ENEMIES OF ME, OF MATTER FACT 
Im just a MEDICAL, A blankin  PSYCHE THAT HE'S LEAVIN IN HIS TRACk
DJINNI WITH SOME SLACK, HE'S USURPING UP MY TRASH
TURNING IT INTO GOLD IMBUEING Os RIGHT ON THOSE FLOWS WE SLASH 
yeah scriptz

CICLE PENTGRAMS, HIDING ON THE GRAM, IM A DIFFERENT MAN, MUSIC FOR MY FANS, step in DIRE PLAN
Becoming more than a mouth full great facts are now what im sayin' 
Nah I mean what Im thinkin though this is just some art
Inside a work of art that we're treatin like a narc
Shoot it dead, destroy the planet, burn down that fuckin arch
Jesus aint cryin no mo, cuz his cross has turned to bark....
It's an ark
cycle endin in the senate with a conch
they each have message for the fucked problems that we caused

INCARNATION (PROD. HOCII808)

“Elephant Print” is a bold blend of Southern hip hop, trap soul, and indie pop, stitched together with conscious lyrics and heavy emotion. Will B steps into rare air balancing raw truth and smooth melodies over unique, standout production. From late-night reflections to triumphant anthems, every track leaves a footprint that’s impossible to ignore.

This album is a movement. Every song in its own lane. "Elephant Print" is a story of growth, grit, and grace told through 808s, heart, and purpose.

For fans of: J. Cole, Isaiah Rashad, Russ, Post Malone, Outkast

Call to Action

Alone

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UNDERDAWN (prod. Hocii 808)

SCRIPTZ