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always with the heat brother 😈😈😈 ↜(͛𖤐෴𖤐)͛ψ

Sheesh, this beat and your voice make it so fuckin rope

Blow the horns
Cut the thorns im in amazement
Feeling like I've smoked an oz
Faded before the bacon
Im a triple terror-
Threat on the iron sight it’s baked in
Take the shot at his mop let corrupt bleed on it’s taking

His soul, pitbull,its nose-muzzled, cant speak a fuckin word with yo’s
With hoes, with your fake-moses
I write this ink with dos-i-dos ov’ bliss
You think you got me captured but you done al’s miss
I’m a territory evil from the vinyl-kinevil
The group of signers hind the peep-hole look back at you like b-roll

I’m on a message beater, beat you with my letters till you get it
That’s the fuckin key-oh
Smoking like im fuckin’ Cheech-oh

I’m a nephilim teased, writing lore into these beats
I don’t think you want it anymore than I can fucking take

Mist at ya face, missed at ya face
Another shot placed on the human race
I’m a devil djinn corrupting at a rapid pace
I’ma defile the world with an axe and a mace

Eat it, eat it
Bite that tail like an infinite-snake
Ouroboros in this realm raw biting ankles and your kneez

I’m a nephilim teased, writing lore into these beats
I don’t think you want it anymore than I can fucking take

DOSIDOS

I’m wraith from the otherside of realm
Walking with the blank footsteps, ice on my gown 
I’m breathin’ comet dust from the underside of sound
Geometric I’ma clown, jester djinn with a pound
On the phone, control is on the tone
Got the board with the 9-1-1, fiddy clots of blood Rome
Raise an empire outta stone, with the runes carved into bones
Sprinkle on the flesh, Im feeling mess-y
Sundered by the whole 

Mandala metric is my fantasy rulership my only goal
Writing to the gods in tandem, ink blotted with the coal
Burning all the fuckin old
Starting a new version of myself, not what I’m told
I’ma call it never fold 

The bet, on the set
Steady to drop you with the mac
Call me diced up homes, cut on both sides of my lips
Im running fucking laps around you
Flow is spiced out I’m a vet
Armed with a fuckin AK and a bullet-proof vest
Teeth are diamond I’m in a jet
Blastin’ off to mount Tibet
Call me junk-monk 
Gliding with that slave-ship Boba Fett
Make yo bitch my bitch you bitch
I’m itchin’ for that trigger shtick
Blastin off ya whole dome
Make you headless I’m ahead

-less horseman 
With the fuckin whores-in
The back of the bunk 
Chariot filled with bloody course-limbs 
I eat the flesh ya its score man 
Red Orchestra is war bitch
Got the .50 rifle and another man to mark them 
Yeah we murk them, murking with the fuckin right
To kill from the other side of the life
Death is running along my knife 
Im fiending for that victim strife
I make this shit kinda right
I’m reaper with the light
Blinding sight on both of your eyes

RUNES CARVED INTO BONES

I’m like six feet deep
Creepin’ on this society  
Supple triple tap on the trigger for the meek
I’ma nemesis with the wraith cloak on fleek
Im another dividend cut from the souls you seek
Cut from the blank cloth you need
Im another vivid man with the nether vision man
That you never gonna finish got glock-tucked-keep 

Packin’ and hackin’ I’m risking the happen-stance
Anyone mess with me become a body lance
Shield for the lord of the hottest of shawties man 
King pimp mixing ice with all the bodies man
Young ripper trippin’ on rituals
His actions are pitiful
But that’s why the pulpit died, and what remains is a hell visual

Im taking all the answers sinful
Glyphs, rifts - I scribe the rich a misty dig flow
I’m on a panic, I think ill hunt the pigs now
Society is a mess, you see it when the ink slows

I wake and die
I cast that stone and then I fly
Floating from the blood I buy
Transactions critical with souls I cried
Dripping and trippin with geometric shapes covered in red emerge from all of the trimmins
From the bodies that I am grimmin’
Trespass and its nill-end

SIX FEET DEEP

I rise from the nether mud
Two lines of blood on my letter mug
I spit the spells from the cemetery devil done
Wrapped up inside go purpose from the fallen brittle one 

Im a fucking massacre evil, got my fuckin pastor on demons
Summon seminal for the lesser shiva
God of death, right ov’ upheaval
I lift them up
Gotta unshut the doors to fucking humanland 
Were coming with the other cueball man it’s man-oh-man
4th wall director with an eight shot down

Down the rabbit hole
Snakes and Abbot throws
Rakes right at his throat
Like to grab what’s owed
I’m a mess but I take what I give out, wake and
Let’s eat dirt and have a go

I’ma plot the map
Stamp it out
Wait corruption to run out and have a go
I’m diabolical
Sentient flow on bald animal 
Bitch I'ma witch with-a winch whippin inch by inch by inch by inch
Volume tasted like 11 decibels if I admit
Over the limit
Torch is now lit

PASTOR ON DEMONS

Cat, ha
Cream is purring on my lap, ha
I'm feeling like I kinda had
Ice sippin’ on the droid, feelin’ coy
Fishin for the logic ‘hind the seldom-wilted trikey-toys

Back - on the motherfuckin track, with the tear-y eyed hoe who is waiting for my slack
All of the jesters, PH testers - acid in this fuckin lab - 
I'm like a mad scientist who's suckin’ tits while he holds his, cock 
Ca-ca-cock cock it back for the phantoms who want all my had 
Pile of the gold that's shootin right out of my ass 
Rocket jump up above them, I'm flying like I am pan 
Peter-defeat-her-I'm-seeker-I'll tweak-her, I’m fuckin the world Antarctica-land 

Cold as ice, cold as ice - I'm walking backwards throw the dice
Dye is cast, name that seal tie it down and break it thrice
Thirty three times and I miss the parot-bite
She repeats what I say and I know she wants it
I know it I'm not what they are like 

Like me, like me
I'm on a handed-spree, psyche
Scuttle the ship and then geronimo to the ring now get ready to fight me 
I'm on a task for her evil I'm lighting the ring an olympical nike ->
Just do it go through it and die you motherfucker bottle it up primadonna a hype beast 

Laughin’ on the motherfuckin
Laughin’ on the

Pile gold
I got midas hoes, I’m not right it shows, circa tight the rope
Wrap it around you neck and let ya hang ya-noose
I cant bet it up for the bison woes
Im metis, im waitin, im fated to take it back to the church, burn it down to the dirt ground
Summon the cattle and lead them like sheep to the hell-fire that they dunce learned to surround

OLYMPIAN

Swipe cut flood
On my blade
Wiping off the red no you’re not gonna die today
I’m a tell-tale sign that the reaper not at bay
We’re comin for your famy and your sisters, brothers gonna pay 

You got like 7 days, we’re counting down to play
Rip you up apart, when you’re hiding in the hay
Think that barn will save you, now gonna burn it to smithers and ashens
Cut out your rations, let them spill right on the floor it happens
Cuts are immaculate

Never miss unless I want to then I double tap it
Dont thow that diss up on ya I just kill so now I ask ya
How do you think this ends when I wear the tripled face-ed mask ya
I’ma flip the table if you keep your distance then I mac ya  

I am the jester orchard
Flowers hang round your courtyard
Filled with graves write in orc-lore
Elvish script without the sick I’m gonna torque-ya

JESTER ORCHARD

I'm, in the boat with Satan
ride, through the mote invadin' 
Drippin’ blood off of my wrist so now i'm waitin'
For the magic to kick in, she is so naked
Strip that bitch and cut her throat I am awakened
High cut, hang high, bleed dry - it’s amazin’ 
Cruisin’ through occult knowledge like I am on vacation 
Sippin’ blood colada wearin’ prada gucci stake in



Heart, start - im a lark - can I mend another one I’m saving amy's art
I’m another animal whos shaking off his dark-
Faults, shadow integration for the smart 
I’m drifting bodies, Hannibal Alucard 
Dimethyltryptamine clogs my carts 
I might sip the lean, making my mark
Stain your set fifty .45s armed
Huh


Call me the man who stunts
Running wild file crunch
Army on his back it’s hunch
Licking right on his sack for lunch
Drippin on those apples hunch
I’m like Newton, stupid dunning Kruger to the cunt 
Running with the wet ones, slip-n-slide the sun 
God-ly, appe-tite - eating her out for laps I see
Walking circles around your glee - I’m maddened but I’m not saddened, free-
dom, got the doms - for yo bitch, and her bum - drop a bomb - eat my cum, I’m a don
No need for the fawns

STIGMATA

I am the best at this, stunt on this
Tripping on these fuckin morsels for the maniquin
Picture-esque demon, darkside call me Anakin
I got the plan you’re in it, got the dirk for the fans I'll win

I’m gonna sack-ya-girl, take her body steep her
Like the tea into my evo, violent yellow on its sleek-bod
Gironobomb for people, strapped to chest im fuckin’ evil  
No religion I'm off the deep end
No meds in head got bodies reekin’ 

Pipe dream on the weekend in the week I'm seeking’ on the scenic route
I’m tweakin’ On that ayahuasca, peekin’ through with D-M-T,
They got me weakened, marionette my arms
I’m fleekin’ with that blood I’m creepin’ on yo bitch
She leakin’ on her death I’m geekin’

All the ‘wards, got magic wards, I’m an animal, not an amateur
Hosi-tile on all the cams I’m in-
Got me on the tape trippin’ off the djinn
Got the body parts in the final-bin
I’ma send it off for the fight I’m in
Mail ya ya family for taking lips to my vita-bitch
Scriptz

EVO PIPE DREAM

Migrate to the high-state
Drippin’ the red ink from what I ate
I got like nine dates, fuck at a high-rate
I’m lyin’ on a pile of bodies I made

I'm in the Cutlass of cause
I’m gonna massacre raw 
Summon the task for her claws
She's wrappin’ her legs on my maw 
Can’t picture an end to this I am a god 

I’m gonna do another crack with smirk
Can I miss another skull-stacked smack with blur 
Can I diss another hell-spawn - tic tac toe on the back of her
Ritual immaculate 

Im a blank mad-a-man animal sigma now kinda a cannibal pigments are rouge
I'm lickin’ her touche, got midas gold touch, silver in tooth, I’m a madman in mood 

I, got itch for, fight for all the servitors
Conformist element in your brain take your soul AK de-pluer 
I, got bitch for, cleaning dick, she shines my fleur 
I'm wreckin’ dat pussy for slippy slide purr 
Command her to cushion my face cuz I hurt 

Story starts again - I’m covered gory cough up phlegm
It's necessary that you stand up when I’m talking to your back again ->
With the whip with lips of thorns on its end, I‘ve called your end - I'll take your whole fam to the final den, cant mind the mend I rip and send, slipped to ten, murder in my lens, scriptz

BLOODLUST

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