EVERMAN (feat.Sir Kazi) prod. noeblee

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)

CEMETERY TALK

IM FEELIN FUCKED UP 
I THINK THAT ID BE BETTER OFF DECEASED
IM OFF THE DRUGS
BUT MY MIND IS SET TO RELAPSE RELEASE
CONFETTI BUGS
IN MY BODY SPITTIN HAIR IN THE SINK
THIS AINT A FLEX MUHFUCKA SUMTHIN LIKE A DISEASE

WE SMOKIN THRAXX BABY WE AINT WANT NO TRASH
I AINT IN TO ROLLIN BLUNTS I NEED POWDER IN THE BAG
FUCK A DUB THAT AINT ENOUGH I NEED GRAMS TO MAKE IT LAST 
WHO THE FUCK YOU BOUT TO JUDGE YOU MAKE A DIME FROM SELLIN ASS

MY PACK IS BULDAK 
I AINT SNIFFIN BOJACK
HIGH I LIKE TO STAY UP
LIKE IN THE HIMALAYAS
NO PHOTOS THIS AINT KODAK
MY POLAROID A TOE TAG
THAT MAKE OR BREAK A PAIN CUT
LIKE ARM AND HAMMER RAZORS

I GOT BASE TALKIN YALL DONT LIKE THE TASTE OF THIS
DONT PUT THE BLAME ON ME FOR THINKIN THAT IS SOMETHIN TO FIX
THE WAY YOU FALLIN SHORT OF EVERYTHING 
DONT THINK THAT YOU COULD BETTER ME
IM LOST BEYOND A HOPE OF SOLACE 
BABY THIS AMPHETAMINES 

"I just don't want them to change me"
"How would they change you?"
"I don't know, turn me into something I'm not"

WELL BITCH MY BODY RUN COLD
I FUCK IT UP ON MY OWN
TORTURE VEINS FROM COAST TO COAST
ROCKIN PAIN LIKE A COAT
WHOD OF THOUGHT ID BE DEPENDANT ON SOME SHIT SO DAMN SADISTIC
RACKIN UP BODIES IN ANY DIMENSION 
LOOKING BACK ON BAD DECISIONS

I COULD SAY NO REGRETS 
AND I COULD SAY FOR THE BEST
BUT I KNOW DAMN WELL WHATS A FUCK UP
FROM MY FACE TO THE NEXT
AND YOU COULD TELL ME THATS A LIE AND ID RESPOND WITH YES
BUT DONT YOU TELL ME THAT YOU BETTER CUZ THAT SHIT IS A STRETCH

SO WATCH THEM SOLDIERS IN COMAS ALL GETTIN PICKED OFF BY VULTURES
MEANWHILE BACK HOME IN THE TRENCHES ALL FULL OF NOTHING BUT BULLSHIT
A BLOCK OF BLISTERED UP BITCHES THAT SUCK YO DICK FOR A SWISHER
PLUS ANY FLOWER OR POWDER TO KNOCK THE EDGE OFF THE MENTAL

OH WHAT A SHAME HOW HE THINK HE KNOW THE GAME
WHAT A MUTHAFUCKIN LAME LOOKIN FOR SOMEONE TO BLAME
HOW BOUT YOU GO MAKE A CHANGE 
GET THE PRODUCT WITH THE FLAMES 
PUSH IT TO EM WITH A CANE
WHILE YOU CLAIM WE AINT THE SAME

CONFETTI (prod. goth helma)

what the fuck is this, litmas in my temple
wet a sharp bone
and stab you in your head throne
measure me -- my acid aint a deaf-tone
Im rising geotmetric now im breakin through the threshold
wait - did you hear me are you deaf hoe?
my silence is a weapon times it steps in with the get-go 
step back - got the chete for yo let go
you bleedin im behind you in a city that you cant found

huh - call me motherfuckin scriptz
I spell my name with the symbols deconstruct em with my lips
dangerous Language is my bitch - ticky ticky time clock the truth will start to shift
when you listen to my shit 
I'm like a nephadil - wraith white but Im straight light between the darkness hide behind yo lids evade night 
Other-realm is over you and you wait I - god is upper echelon you see it like it aint right

SHANGRI-LA (PROD. SPHYNX)

DRACULA'S CURSE [prod. Undead Ronin]

Surprise title track along with a release of the album on all platforms today. Enjoy!

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Spheres in my mind, choke notes from the kind who are walkin in the bay roof
field wanna talk but we're tellin them they're fake, so I wait and I unwalk soon
Not an extension - not a dimension, yeah I dont go boom
Temporal can suck my dick, logic quick cut it down past the tim buck 2
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Twisted in the mouth, run it up on the town turn those yellow hues violet- blue
Make the lights down, colors dont surround ya in the realm that I pull from through
Silence is golden, you are beholden to idea this aint true
Detonate the symbols, let em hit the cymbols, vibrate with an earth pain too
Im a medical
Lakes at my throat and im spillin out the call
we need to do a cull - this language is old
keeping us stagnate void of evolve
But this void is just evolving
Like a Sisyphus rock it dont stop at a song with
key in hand - gonna morphisize a sonnet
Make you reflectin - I cant make bet in

MISALIGNMENT (PROD. SPHYNX)

WHAT'S MISSING (Prod. EYKEY X ROOSEVELT)

Got the matte-black janky  JET
Napalm on these motherfuckin state lockin
FEDS
Im a dame stealer dual chrome tuckin
BET
On existence - got persistence, work ethic 
SENT
From heaven or another place it is eviDENT
that I'm waking in this race with some mediCINE
Pillin up I need a taste of these fuckin HEADS
Tails aint doin it for me I need motherfuckin answers LEAD, got nothin fo me, well then, now you DEAD
Bitch
1-2 COCK IT BACK, Mayweather sledgehammer FO YO MOTHERFUCKIN HEAD
I BREAK it then I take it - take yo your soul cuz honor's in
Tastes fuckin good, my teeth are immaculate drippin wet ->
I wanna do it for the medical I'm poppin thin
Pills runnin out, rattle snake it is nearly shed
I break that skin, comin out with another dregg
By my side, ouroboros fuckin blunts the drag
JEt black
-Napalm on these motherfuckin set mans
Set on making life a drag and not too different
Than a senate tower tellin you you lifted, did you tiste this?
FUCKING resin in my mouth I taste blackness from this house
50 card deck fallin over on another mouse
the RAT race never ends, it envelops north to south 
East to West is stuck in fighting and the center bleeds a flood 
I dont think you need a nudge you need a wet one, wet one
Wipe the blood right off the blade and let the set-sun, set sun 
Sunny weather over and we've turned another broad
Fucking slut inundated by make-up she loves to cop
We steal appearances and masks, we love to talk a lot
But the world's slowly dying underneath all of this rot
Wait - tadelll poll - I think ill tell ya something luck
Tell on something up above you and release your legs and cuffs
yeah, scriptz

SNAKE SHELLS (PROD. AUTHOR)

Some more timber for you guys
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ACE BLOOD MALICE

LEAK IN SOME ROUGE TUNES ARE FILLIN UP MY CHALICE

I DRINK THE MUSIC FROM A SIDE-STEPPED REALM YOU SEE AS A FALLAC-y

IM CRUNCHIN NUMBERS AND THE UNDER-SHADOW OF DATA SEES 

Im Im Im waking up in inner vault, see my core of soul doin something bout that summer fault

I started an earthquake, right off my birthday - im eating numbers Im spitting them out

Making a model of em right on a gold-glass table after candles imcrashin it out  

Waking, baking, uh sillouette with satan, Ima clip out my debt, up behind me fuck it - yeah Im famous, looking in abyss and then callin it feds 

I can see it now, I'm flippin throw, kickflip my future off  shiny new crib...

Porsche gt4 with like 4 whores watchin outside got side-skirts burnouts and skids.... Yeh

Call me mother-fuckin scriptz, call me devil-daphodila-plucka with some anti-psychotic got beans in his lid 

Im catapult the tone, mono want chrome, scribing in my chest- and I write it in the tome

IM a wraith with heady-full of headies and some hopes - thinkin bout that rope swing, daily sayin nope

BLOOD FICTION (PROD. CREEKO)

LYRICS:
Throw shade but the bitch smoke butta
Stickin' up on my body like baby I know you wanna get down
With the same thing big shot stunna
Rope tied baby Imma hang til the game cut down
Pussy muthafucka can't hold me
I'mma get high til the day I fuckin OD
Please stop talking bout a needle like a trophy
Ain't nobody better than Revy you can't hold me
Bitch I'mma, low life, you can't hold me
No lie, you can't bring me down
Alright you don't know me
So high you can't bring me down
Low life, you can't hold me
No lie, you can't bring me down
Alright you don't know me
So high you can't bring me down

I'mma hit em with the whole thing baby I'mma
Get paid when I get paid, run up on a
Big name with the chump change give it to em
I ain't with the yap, they pussy now give it back like
Hit em with the crack they cough up another K
Pull the blade up out the bag and they got nothing to say
I tell em you don't know the half get the fuck out the way
I cut the dope with the razor, flick it I'mma take off

You gettin mad cuz I passed ya, lookin like a bastard
Trappin out the telly I got money in my mattress
Thirty five tip a bitch I tell her I'm her master
Five one six in your wrist get blasted
It's fuckin too late my bitch take
Ana when I make her say
Revy do it better better watch the way I'm throwin shade
I'm fuckin so high my wrist liable get cut
Talkin out your capillary fetty make a pussy duck
Gra-ta-ta-ta go the sound when I drop
You a cap mothafucka stay the fuck out my spot
You try to hop on my scene they don't like what you got
I'm a god and a fiend, you just mad cuz you not
You can throw shade but it won't take to a damn lie
Stick it up on my body as if it would be the last time
Riggity boi the tech, wicked the blade I take a death
I'mma get paid the same I came to say that I'mma take the rest like
I told em watch out here I come
My vein got ripped out still gon duck
I feel like Zeta, now I'm numb
With the blade can't hang my rope tied up
I told em step back hold my dick
Who the fuck want war, who the fuck want this
I'mma drop that raw when I flick my wrist
Lil bitch throw shade I still won't miss
Gotta pay to play you can't take this
Hit em witta K I bang and get anxious
I'mma be great, I hate I must say this
Nothing but a fake, I state you can't hang with

STILL WON'T MISS

STILL WON'T MISS (prod. NiceMeme$ound)

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MISALIGNMENT (PROD. SPHYNX)

SCRIPTZ