I got a fucked up brain,
It's always breaking me down, 
I live in constant fear of letting people close to me down,
Im Hit with waves of emotion I can feel myself drown,
Wish I can let go of the sadness that's been plaguing me now,
But I cant,
It's stuck in my head,
I need to kill it off,
In my bed,
Wishing I was dead, 
45 will send me off,
How do you, 
Say goodbye,
When you don't,
Know whats supposed to comes next,
Wish I didn't have to feel all the shit I have felt,
I got blisters on my feet its like im walking through hell, 
I had to turn the bottle and try to drown it myself,
I wound up in a mindset that corroded my cells,
Chain smoking till it makes it harder to breathe,
You carry your best friends casket just to put him beneath,
When the devils taking over you have no room to grieve,
When your subjected to the pain close your eyes and remember me 
The money the music the drugs the liquor they're tempting, 
You like to count your fucking problems instead of counting your blessing,
This life ain't a fuckin game you can't go change up the settings,
We're all slaves to the media and it's fucking depressing, 
You Put on a false persona and act like everything's perfect,
When you are rotting to the core and inside you feel worthless,
Ignore your mental health then you're defeating the purpose,
Tell it all boils over and hate will slowly rise to the surface,
Wish I didn't have to feel all the shit I have felt,
I got blisters on my feet its like im walking through hell, 
But I needed all that pain cuz it made me myself,
You gotta put it behind you and learn to just say farewell, 
Life's filled with these struggles,
You gotta keep on your hustle, 
Gotta get free from the rubble,
the missing piece to the puzzle, 
When the devils taking over you have no room to grieve,
When your subjected to the pain close your eyes and remember me 


Note To Self prod. FALLEN

hitting on my gas
motherfuckers hit back
they know
that i wanna be dead
so they leave me alone

do i feel myself no i don't
i don't wanna live it no more
oh

never can't act like this okay

outta my energy
i need to rest

need a few days

to sit there and pray to be
shot in the back of the head
dead 

cops on my back
fucking pull on the trigger

drugs in my body
that eat up my liver
i don't be myself when i'm off with no shiver
so cold in my chevy my danger get bigger
i'm sick of this shit i might fuck up a beamer 

losing my shit like i never have seen all my feelings
become something i cannot deal with

part of my brain thinking i got no meaning

fuck is a region i live by decision and fuck all the reasons i been through my hell

pushing myself for a minute to keep on and telling you something i wish i could tell

bad!

BAD!

Lyrics:

Felt this shit inside my soul since I came out the womb/
Used to dream of sold out shows and now I’m makin’ moves/
If I get mad and throw the game, come back and press resume/
Dedication to my craft until I’m buried in my tomb/

I dun sailed up on a lot of ships to get here/
Reshaped my life, take back control, and I got no fears/
Still suffer silently like many hidin’ my tears/
Feelin’ like I’m far away in space I’m talkin’ light years/

Built my character on struggle that’s why I believe/
If I never went through shit I’d probably never preach/
Try to keep my vices up in check so they ain’t grippin’ me/
And if a hater in my face I make him Rest In Peace/

Tryna build a legacy that last forever ever after/
Hope I inspire you to start new muthafuckin’ chapters/
So keep the past up in the past, that shit no longer matters/
I used to be student now I’m sumn like the master/

Outro:
I give these demons hell, but then I suffer well/
I give these demons hell, but then I suffer well/
I give these demons hell, but then I suffer well/
I give these demons hell, but then I suffer well/

I still don’t talk about it, don’t like to think about it/
The money come I count it, you makin’ more I doubt it/
I still don’t talk about it, don’t like to think about it/
The money come I count it, you makin’ more I doubt it/

SUFFER WELL

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SUFFER WELL (prod. Dumbchild)

Got all the bones
Now ill summon insurrection
Lich army with the pharmies at the section
Smokin the pack, im on a massacer worship the gat
Idol the gun and then take em on back - to the heaven that they come from 

Or the hell where the seventh ring is stunt dunce
Dunning kruger like the god who made this universe his dance 
Dancing with fentanyl, im hoping for a stance, like ip man or some kendo got the shi-cho fvck a lance

Im whippin it high in vice city like im fvcking vance 
Ill tell a tall tale ever drama conjured since 
I took her back to the tree where she rinsed and she rinsed
Her naked body for the fruit she impaled through her tints 

Sensory world born, Im breaking through as the lore (law) says 
Vengenful blackened spirit im dodging like im morpheus 
Comet so critical, end times with the warfare 
Can I pull a missile through it, dapper man, im wh0re fair

Bang, boom, ratatatata to your room, breaking all these busters with the bunker buster to the dome
Shells out, im flicking souls right back to their homes
Bang, boom, ratatatata to your room, breaking all these busters with the bunker buster to the dome
Shells out, im flicking souls right back to their homes

URGENT (PROD. WXRST)

Genesis of a Black Rose, Vol. 1

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Scythe

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I've Had Enough Of Me

Circle Of Life (prod. lil$wedden)

Tsunami J. & soap. - Sirens (Prod. Roosevelt)

Last one for about two weeks. Going to come back with a bang. Hope you guys enjoy this finale for now

Rest in peace @Noeblee, this song is dedicated to you

Lyrics 

Jealous demon on the heap of the money
Imp like the way I do 'em 'cause I keep 'em sunny-side-up
Tied up, lies shut, nylon slut - she's a nympho keep it simple I got her knees' high up
Put your debt down -- I trap up all of the people from the stead town
Homestead fucking burnin' call me vermin dead clown
Cat caught 'em on the head low - I need to steady aim for head blown 

BAP BAP BAP 
Guts are all over, the show is now over, I'm taking your clovers
Stuffing you colder, with pieces of metal and good luck imbued to these rovers
Looking for golden - submit it revolver 
I got Midas touch I'm older than you 
from early told years, yeah I mold ya
Scriptz
You're mine be my bish im a little bit ticked but I'm writing in a whip
Riding in a whip, writing with a whip-lash
Im another litter man wit lips
Dancing on corpses and shit, I'm flash I admit 
I'm fast and I'm fit
Kinda wide with that imported body kit
Yeah

Jealous demon on the heap of the money
Imp like the way I do 'em 'cause I keep 'em sunny-side-up
Tied up, lies shut, nylon slut - she's a nympho keep it simple I got her knees' high up
Put your debt down -- I trap up all of the people from the stead town
Homestead fucking burnin' call me vermin dead clown
Cat caught 'em on the head low - I need to steady aim for head blown 

Callous, I'm making malice - whippin' up that Telus
Communicating with ya on another chalice 
I drink yo' blood for necessary Alice, I'm waking her
In another land in palace I'm-a line the sand and relish
In the evil, call me shiva, im the dying people 
Ripped up from their fleshly emotes, I'm gon' stain them streak-off
Can I come back, combat them with diamonds and jade from my teeth hole 
I'll peer you at the peep hole, scoped up and im lethal
Taking a shot, making that rifle go pop, im making them mop up their blood
Walkin with essence of dark, Im faking a lot
Making my day djinn do talk - she's caping me moff
Lump is in Saturn and throat - 'nected to stars, embodying stark
Ironing men who are bored
Yeah Scriptz

DEAD CLOWN EMPIRE (PROD. NEKK)

FUCK IT

PROD. SIXTHELLS

I don't care about this
I don't care about that
Fuck your thousand dollar jeans
And your stupid fucking raps
Middle finger to the scene and to all of those who back out
Shoutout to my feens even if im out the trap now

You can’t stop it
There again fuck it
Near the end
But you can’t seem to
Get past it
Some people just need a gun to
Get active
Some people just need a gun to get 
Past it

I just been dreming about
Another demon inside me
And I keep screaming it out
Cuz I need this to feel
Okay
I just been dreaming about
Another demon inside me
And I keep screaming it out
I just hope that ill be okay

Fuck em yea they can’t stop us
Fuck em yea they can’t stop us
Fuck em yea they can’t stop us
Fuck em yea they can’t stop us

I don't care about this
I don't care about that
Fuck your thousand dollar jeans
And your stupid fucking raps
Middle finger to the scene and to all of those who back out
Shoutout to my feens even if im out the trap now

Another Face

ANOTHER FACE

99ZED x SALIVA GREY - SELF SABOTAGE

I make all kinds of music

Producer and vocalist for @svspects

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