Lyrics:

WE AT THE FRONTLINES 
LICK THE REAPER WITH MY CHIN HIGH
RAREFIED
YOU AINT TOUCHIN WHERE I BEEN DIE
STAIN GOD
CHASIN GREYS WITH SOME DEAD EYES
STILL CANT BREAK THE MANIFEST ANA CANT CHANGE YOUR FATE TONIGHT

DEMONS IN MY CADENCE
COUPLE DICE UP IN MY POCKET
PARANOIA WHEN IM FADED
I DONT SEE IT AS A PROBLEM
IS OKAY THO WHEN IM WEIGHTLESS
FEELIN LIKE WHO MADE COLOSSUS
THEY SAY ZETA WHERE YOU BEEN AT
STUCK IN A STATE WHERE IM NEUROTIC

I GOT A BODY FULL OF LOCUSTS AND A MOUTH FULL OF FANGS
AINT NO SHAME I KNOW IM HOPELESS GIVE ME BLOOD OR GIVE ME REIGN
IF THEY CRYIN I SAY FUCK EM THEY COULD USE A LITTLE PAIN
I AINT HERE TO BRING YOU SOLACE
CUZ THE TRUTH DONT PLAY A SAINT

WAIST LINE ZETA 
DONT YOU WASTE TIME ZETA 
HATE TO CHANGE WHAT A NATURE
HOW YOU DROWN WITHOUT THAT WATER
LEAST TO SAY YOU BEEN COMPLACENT
YOU SHOULD TELL EM WHY YOU WAITED
KEEPIN THAT FUCK UP WHERE YOU STANDIN
NO ONE CARES BOUT WHERE YOU RUNNIN

BOY YOU DONE ENOUGH
DONT TELL ME THAT YOU DONE ENOUGH
I SEE YOU WITH THAT RAZOR CUTTIN
HOLDIN ON LIKE NOW YOU SOMETHIN
PUSH THAT BLADE WITH NO DISCUSSION
KEEP EM GUESSIN WHAT YOU FEELIN
OH YOU SICK WELL DAMN LETS SEE IT
YEAH I HEARD IT ALL BEFORE BUT FOCUS

MOVE IN SILENCE BUT I MADE THE CHOICE TO SUFFER
TAKE IT BACK I BEEN THAT BASTARD FIRST AND FOREMOST MUTHAFUCKA
STILL ELATED OFF OF SEDATIVES IM PEEKIN THROUGH THE SHUTTERS
USING DOPE TO CLEAR MY HEAD SPACE WHILE THIS VISION TAKES ME UNDER

SET THE IMAGE UP TO STUTTER
INTERSTELLAR MY VIBRATION
IN A STATE IM UNFAMILIAR 
I DONT RECOGNIZE THIS PATIENCE
VIOLENT THOUGHTS OF NEW CREATION
VILIFIED BY DEAD EQUASIONS 
CELL DISTORTION FROM THE CARCASS
YOU AINT FUCKIN HEAR WHAT IM SAYIN

SCREAMIN
FUCK A HOE 
YOU AINT GETTIN SHIT
IM ALL OUT OF FAVORS 
TEN BELOW
ICE UP IN MY VEINS
FEELIN LIKE ATTILA
HOLLOW BONES
MOVIN LIKE A GOD 
SEPARATE MY MATTER
NO CONTROL
PAY ATTENTION CLOSE TO WHAT DONE GOT YOU CAUGHT UP

FOG ON THE WATER BY THE BLACK ABYSS
I MAKE A TOAST FOR THE MOMENT BUT THERES NOTHIN TO SIP
IM LOSIN DAYS BY THE SECOND AINT SHIT TO MISS
I’M NOT INSANE I JUST KNOW IT WON’T GET BETTER THAN THIS

AZURE

AZURE (prod. REQUIEM CULT)

Im a chema-typical 
Tricking up some net gain from these somber high hoes
Fashionista on game, no dice any more for these flows
Im fading out, berating clout I dont want it im a ghost
IM Hidden in the floorboards Im becoming part of host
Take your body for a ridey flakin off I dont like joes
Mac 10 silenced hidey in my furry lined coat, 
comin up on me and ill turn you to a missing john doe

Brassed out, tactical, tactin up, my dukes are cut 
Catapultin, backin up, deagle with  the chrome roughed up 
Im a combat fanatical Im waking under (u)surper' hut
I missed the u cuz they are selfish working under godless luck
Demi urge pissed so I throw the (ouro)'boros clip, eating that tail bit by bit
gonna be famous in a bit, singing shit that's just like this, under motherfuckin 'his', 
eye of horus watchin chorus so I think the stars are pissed 

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So I distance with them
Im at a distance with it 
Throw a diss in the middle
Of this glocked tuck fiddle
Its singing humiliation out the barrel im not kiddin 
Make this jester talk with the metal cocked back for the thinning, yeah

I THINK THE STARS ARE PISSED (PROD. CIRCLEBAD)

DiminishedSoulz I $ai the Ghoul x PROPHET (prod. Aragoth)

written/performed by fxckjamie
produced by tiredead 
cover art by nightrdd

LORD OF THE FLIES [PROD. TIREDEAD]

mix reverted to earlier version

ima chemical
wait did you catch that
Im making numb in lullaby
elements fat fat 
I made it so eventaful
Wait did you catch that 
Im countin down to tell it to 
im in the map map 
90 float, yeah I want it 45 -- glock in pants hot like degrees you want to lie with 
But that's what you taught, I aint gonna lie - fuckin head shoved in a binder
Countin digits honor pi - you intwined, yeah yeah yeah
You fuckin swine - yeah yeah yeah 
Pearl takes its time - yeah yeah yeah
fuckin shell closed but hell's close we're crackin on that ice
 you intwined, yeah yeah yeah
You fuckin swine - yeah yeah yeah 
Pearl takes its time - yeah yeah yeah
fuckin shell closed but hell's close we're crackin on that ice

SWINE (PROD. NXMERCY)

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TILL IM DEAD

Blade out

Retract the pain

I can feel her

Along my blade

But I wanted out

Stuck in wait - im insane

Got the people callin up behind me gunshot to my brain 

and im bleedin bleedin bleedin bleedin

Yeah im leakin credence out

No not like creed I mean incredible flawless credibility bout how???

This aint no jung or tao, yeah im not a youngin now

im now thirty - feelin dirty

That pain is pulsin out my mouth

Wow

Did you think I wanted to do it for the crown?

Make em think that im out for the pink and the absence of some lawless impoverished slouch 

Nahh im not about that

Im making out the whole slack

-Relational truth between the tooth you refuse to call back

So I call back

Put it my call back

Gather around 

We're waking and baking and breathing and teasing each other until we set on out 

words distort the meaning but this a prison  and were' breakin out

CREDENCE (PROD. MANUEL)

im the king of them im captain of the ship

i take a tip from them my fans are so damn god drawn generous

i tell the better djinn up above my motherfuckin hips

yeah the soul that is within

that my fans are up to this


up to a killin that i wanna do in summer time with brisk

sippin on some lemon iced tea, till i die in my own piss

now i kiss, blow it to the fans cuz deathly hallow is 

close to breath, i can feel it diamond ice will be my end

double up the daphodills, got duffled money tucked

didnt want to laugh at you, but you're walking like a fuckin slut

get it up, we need a soldier son im shaking on it yuh,

im gonna clap and chew while i watch these young men bruise rough up

eachother, likened to brothers, i need sisters just as well as the other to keep us headstrong above the water

can feel it compatible with the mother, wisdom from childhood, hidden blade under

waiting to brandish you, waiting for blunder - lookin for opening, tired of dope and things - need fame and hope to bring back to these ridden down lovers

AFLOAT (PROD. SPHYNX)

New mix and cover art!

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I CAN HEAR IT IN THE WALLS

SYMBOLS ALL JUST START TO FALL

IM ALONE AND I DONT WANT

just A TASK WHERE I BECOME

Im a left-doll , never even

right has my nina steamin

I can cut em off like I'm feeling bubbles in  simmered leisons

I stretch and let em on - the hook is where I never leave  in

evil demon? nah man I'm more than that im a fuckin streamin treason

Yeah - I'm addicted to showing off these fucking temporal guts

I do surgery but I cut with  a threaded sword you never saw

golden silence in my mother fuckin vision in it shaw

It starts to dawn on you that I am never off Im never wrong

Im not like congress

Im a kong man

Fuckin conman...

Do you haul this?

What I mean is can you carry more than a personality tight??

Identity is nothing if you cant do something right 

With your life, with that knife - it doesn't cut itself, so FIGHT

THIS IS LIKE - YOUR CALL TO LIGHT - SO IM TELLING YOU

THIS RIGHT, YEAH this motherfuckin right, you know you have it but you wite

But you need to fuckin write -  ease into the pitch moonlight 

If im mistaken and you're bound to world the call me fuckin plight - but I know you know that I know more than you and you kno that I am right 

so listen to my dance, proof is right before your sight 

I'm the kind you want to be so learn from the     steps I leave inside

PARASCOPE (PROD. FANCYJ)

prod Prod. Zyller & Zepelin
Mixed by aragoth
Cover by Cover by: https://www.instagram.com/sathvriel

Lyrics:
It was never bout the money or the fame
All these pussy mutha fucka’s switching lanes 
Imma tell you I ain’t fucking with these lames 
Why the hell these bitches keep on playing games 
In the Cadillac just cruising in the rain 
Riding round the block just looking for a stain
Tryna turn another opp into a strain 
Smoking Tracy pack it’s fuckin wit my brain
I done let the demon out the devils cage 
Creeping lurking drag yo body in a cave 
Living life with all this mutha fucking rage 
slit my wrists and let it bleed into the drain 
It’s the only way to numb all of the pain 
Tell my homie he can lie all on my name 
do whatever when Im inside of the grave 
Put my body in the ground let me decay 
Kill a pussy boy and look em in the face 
Spinning blocks like we tryna win a race 
Guarantee that we beat this fucking case 
Everybody that’s a witness getting slain 
Everybody that’s around is getting sprayed 
Living in the trap at night I had to pray 
God ain’t listen imma demon anyway
Do a hit on anyone long as it pays 
And I’m Hungrier than ever need that food up on my plate 
Pull the trigger squeeze that shit and never hesitate 
Send a pussy boy straight up to the heavens gates 
Or if he goes to hell imma meet him cuz it’s fate 
Stepping up to me and I’m putting em in his place 
Dump the body in a river never leave a single trace 
Smoking in a hotbox I can’t see shit through the haze 
Drugs play with my memory so everything’s a daze 
I can’t fuck with anyone all they care bout is plays 
Stacking money nothing new soon as I got a taste 
saving all my money in a mutha fuckin safe 
even got a stash spot for every other state 
have a million in cash if I keep up at this rate 
I’m risking it all just to be one of the the greats 
Stuck inside the slums tryna move out of this place
And you can’t get rid of me cuz the prophets here to stay

DEVIL’S CAGE

Lyrics:

Aye aye aye
Hit em in the soul
Rippin they guts out 
Let em scream
Let em cry fuck you
You gonna die now hoe
Let’s go 
Boutta be time for the nighttime butcher 
To feast on yo soul
Wanna ride?
Bring a sword and a Colt
Pick em off one by one
Die by the sword when you step up 
Know it’s the last hoe
Taking they last breath
When I stomp on they skull oh no 
Let’s do this bitch
Another soul
In my collection here to stay 
And collect dust
All you fuckas wanna try my patience
Get the fuck out my home
I don’t want war 
But you hoes leaving little room to move
In this sea of these talentless foe
Man I don’t know what I should do
Better start picking em off now
Fore I lose my shit on you 
Oh

Crack em in the face wit a cane tho
.45 mane it’s ready for the fade hoe
10 toes down 
I ain’t movin from my place bro
If you pick a damn fight
Hope you ready for a grave
Oh
Breaking em down
Like I’m stackin em up
Little bitch we ain’t moving the same
No
Rip out yo heart got that plate on my face
Red eye stay glowing like my name Kano 
Ha bitch you can’t do better than me
A lone wolf made a name
Undead Ronin a king
I pull the sword out of the stone
And start beheading motherfuckers
If you steppin on my turf
I show you bustas why they call me Butcher
‘Capitate makin it rain
Blood
Dropping yo body and cover it up
We ain’t same 
Blood 
I am that mane
You see in the flames
Demons surrounding my body and name
Oh

Bitch you want more?
Pray to yo god I don’t gore
Mask on my face
Ram the horns in yo guts
In yo core
Crawl on the floor
Wit the tears on yo face
Now you begging me begging no more
Fuck you
Lil bitch I don’t take the word of a cunt 
Like you 
Fuck
Sick of all the mind games
Mind flayed
I might be The Absolute
Cause I got a zombie army to swallow you
Carnifex
Swinging the axe on yo neck
Put in checkmate
Sweeping the leg
When I’m seeing red meat
Ready to cut you up
Maiming yo body 
This first degree murder is fucked 
Aye yo mane
Heard a little rumor 
That you wanted some fame
You better cough up cash
Or get ready to suck dick
And snake shit
Everybody claiming the top
Are a bunch of stuck pigs
Fuck shit spewing out they mouth 
When they speak shit
Sounding like they are a bag of shit before they talk 
Mayday heard yo numbers dropping off
Well that’s a shame bro
Maybe quit the features 
And make music yourself for a change
Coming for they neck
Wit a rusty chef knife aye
I don’t wanna hear
What the fuck you have to say
Bitch
Smack em to the ground
Wit 40 pounds of sandstone 
Cheekbones poking out of they face
They need a headstone 
Bro’s leaking like a faucet
Like a zit his head I pop it 
Stop and take his fuckin wallet 
For the Profit 
Bitch it’s murder for hire 
Just send me greenback
Rolling in the blood and guts
And hella money stacks
Go up on the onion
Flip a script and then send me the cheddar 
Pick a little bitch for the red dot hoe
Imma take his soul

Your Soul Is Mine! [prod. Undead Ronin]

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