Conditioned to 
Feel like my life 
Be falling apart
As it go round n round
As it tear at the seams 
I know that ain’t right 
But it feel like it seems 

Like it’s 
Spiraling out of control 
No longer do I have hold 
No longer I mold 
My self to the script 
These chains be to thick 

And now I’m left here with my thoughts 
Always fading in n out 
Questioning what is to come
Wish I had a way out
Open and close
In for the long run
I know that it be a long run
Sometimes I want it to be done
I know that feeling 

When you

Start to drown 
Life Upside down
It be the strangest thing
When you feel like you out of bounds 
Going through the motions
Don’t give no meaning anymore 
Feel like slow motion
While the days be passin by and now it just feel like you  

Conditioned to 
Feel like your life
Be falling apart
As you go round n round 
As it tear at the seams 
You know that ain’t right 
But it feel like it seems 

Like it’s 
Spiraling out of control 
No longer do you have hold 
No longer you mold 
Yourself to the script
These chains be to thick 

And now you left here with your thoughts 
Always fading in n out 
Questioning what is to come
Wish you had a way out
Open and close
In for the long run
You know that it be a long run
Sometimes you want it to be done
You know that feeling as do I 

You know that feeling as do i
You know that feelin
But you try
You know that feeling 
But you try

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Tear At The Seams

Never Had A Chance

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

LORD OF THE FLIES [PROD. TIREDEAD]

SENSHI 戦士 (PRODBYMXTT x MOONRXCK)

d'oro al collo

Heretic

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)

written & performed by @blckbrds & @mobbsradical999
produced by Zepelin
engineered by @tumaggz

UP THE RIVER

winnie reds (kl)

PROD/MIXED BY HOLLO777
big ass buick 
With no tint 
I wan 
see you
when I flick 
all my hoes is 
satanists 
they eat me up 
I fuck they lips 
cast a spell 
bitch give me bless 
pour bacardi
i need this 
nightly walking with my lisp 
im like the dead 
I can't feel shit
she like a poster on my wall
I'm smoking till 
my lungs shit out 
or my body fall
 eyes are 
dragging low
not from the weed 
it's still fuck sleep 
at all  
all I think about 
is death 
and taking off 
pretty girl 
heads
bloody nose
with her 
I’ll make
 sure 
my bed sheets
 wet 
and
 staining red 
wary 
around 
my presence
my energy
 leaking 
and it’ll
 drive a  
man
mad  
i need a gun In 
my safe 
in my pad 
if you 
pressing me
 im making
 sure that
 your gonna 
 speaking last 
could do the worst 
and 
god still got me 
im too fucking rad 
lighting up 
candles 
in my room 
get in the 
 mood 
while im wildin
none off my meds  
i dont need 
nothin in 
my brain 
my brain 
spazzed  
out for good
and 
i like the mess
always up late thinkin 
about fine girls 
and sex 
not my fault 
they 
jaws drop  
down to 
my dick 
only from a glare 
and couple of texts
they 
always want me 
to stay the night 
I’d rather get up 
and make
 My money 
instead 
i lead a 
 wealthy career 
ahead 
put my chain 
on a bitch
just so 
i can play
 with her neck 
im leaving no time 
 but for my camera 
when she bent  
if im there 
im tugging
 back 
pulling on 
her hair
till she dead  
she could 
bleed me out 
with her nails 
know im not 
scared 
been thinking a lot 
and I thinking
my favorite
 emotion 
is fear 
i put the fear 
in the eyes 
of a boy 
with blonde hair 
I’d blow 
off his head 
and continue my life 
with no care 
i think 
my brain 
want me to kill me 
and want me 
straight
 outta here 
rotting in prison 
with my lyrics
 like thugger
im
 a conquer 
and live 
she wanna go 
again 
i need me
 it a minute 
im a machine 
with my lust 
and big tip 
spin her
 around again
 that’s x2 
like 
in a car
 no mercy 
im double tapping 
you
i need a pool 
and some 
marble stools 
put a cemetery 
on my lawn 
how im capturing 
souls 
if power was 
physical 
over mine
 you’d  run to vault 
you fucked up 
but it’s cool 
its all my fault 
never needed 
no one to 
tell me about 
 my laws 
my laws are 
above all 
 your 
puny human cause
tell her stop breathing 
im moshing in stars 
get a kel tech 
and aim at her heart 
head in a vice 
learn like your lessons 
like saw 
smoke in rain 
im a tune to 
my gods 
fuck by a lake 
we outside and 
real far 
drown in an 
ocean 
then 
drown in her tar
drown in her tar 
drown in her tar 
drown in her tar

Intl. Tyrant Sect “visage of death” track 5 from our collective compilation 

K.O.S
By 
$tvxOfCorpses & Mese
Produced by xekuro

IG:
Intl. tyrant sect : @intl.tyrantsect
Mese : @kgmese
$tvxofCorpses : @stvxofcorpses

$tvxOfCorpses & MESE - K.O.S [Prod.xekuro]

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=X4fXfOvrDPU

Heretic

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