KILLJAY

RUN IT UP
SHOUTS MY BOI KILLJAY
253 x 211 // UGSYBC x CORPSE

DEATH THREATZ FT. KILLJAY - SYFEZ (yapuzi)

tell me what you want then im leaving (feat. killjay)

demo mixed by me 

the same people i hold close are the ones i should be avoiding 
had the same conversation too many times to ignore it 
im fucked up in the head and im not scared to admit it 
i got demons saying life isnt worth it and i should quit it
i think im probably pushing it with all these pills
i dont give a fuck at this point im just keeping shit real 
i wake up and ask myself why the fuck am i still here 
i wake up wishing i could just disappear 
sometimes i remember how good ive actually got it 
then i start missing her and i get straight back on it 
i been smoking the same shit since 2013
thats 6 years straight flipping packs since 16
still rock the same jeans and double xl tees
6'3" '96 on the 12th of the 6th..
ive been the same since day dot i always knew i was sick
finna smoke a sack of green and bend your bitch over the sink
dead boy walking not hearing you when you talk to me 
run on my own agenda not flippin until the coffin 
i guarantee you im not stopping 
im up late night most nights sittin and smokin chronic 
blacked out lay another track down 
hit it from the back, nah i dont want you back now 
i put my old feelings up high upon the shelf and forgot about em
forget about it bitch get your head around it 
i made my own lane and im not gonna let em in 
i got a secret i cant tell em cause i dont know what it is 
im a freak with a flow that could put you in a pit g,
they can see im gonna blow they tryna finish me 
i cannot see or hear the clones or the mini mes 
fuckin listen g i do not fuck with what youre spitting 
you cannot compete with me..
better duck bitch once again i came to wet em up
5th time this month and i dont even have a gun
dont try to bring yourself up or try pulling me down to your level you pissweak little cunt
ive fucking had it if you couldnt pick it up
scenes full of trash and i came here to clean it up 
i got sick of bagging it up and its all just music now 
i finally had the guts to give up, but i am clueless how 
the tides just seemed to switch themselves up
im on the rise these other boys be out here packin it up 
im cuttin ties with everyone thats showing me fake love
i know youre just hitting my line to try and get a leg up
i dont know why they still be trying they just do not let up
i promise homie ill be fine without your feature bad luck 
since a young mother fucker i had plans to live it up
got you sprung mother fucker think its time you give it up
why the fuck they always talk about the same shit, lame bitches 
i be on some other shit my game way different 
the fuck they tryna be up in the same whip, lane switching?
i be on my own shit i stay a safe distance
bad boy baby im the only one that does it like this 
right quick im boutta level up like ten times with it 
made the choice to ride with it
made decisions high as shit
shit got iffy with my bitch i told her this is how it is..
i told her this is how it is yea i got plans of getting rich i aint tryna have no kids...
kill

CLEAN IT UP [PROD. LCS]

mixed myself
lyrics - 
she said she wanna know my middle name
i run from the pain, take drugs for the pain 
im further than insane, highway to the grave 
waiting for the day i blow my fuckin brains out 
you know i feel guilty when i go and pop these pills 
should have left em in the seal but baby whats the fucking deal 
memories of the first months of loving you will always keep themselves engraved in my heart 
breathe out pain from my past 
seeping pain from my heart
baby take me apart 
baby play with my heart 
slap my face in the dark 
make me pay for my past 
baby play with my heart 
take the blade to my heart 
i breathe out slow let the smoke flow
homies on my back now they know i got the dope flow 
i stay on my own though, i still got love for all my bros 
i just had to fuckin go and do it on my own tho 

i know its hard for you baby i dont have enough time
im always stuck up in my mind or tryna write some more lines
i see the pain in your eyes 
i see the hesitation when you try to leave me, baby you cant make up your mind 
and at the same time its so fucking obvious that you and i are going different ways
we dont need one more night 
we dont need one more fight 
baby lets just leave it 
lets not let the lust deceive us baby lets just leave it
i am stuck with these demons, 
i aint gonna change and baby girl i know that you see it
im just bad for you baby lets not talk about it 
i been a bad boy i probably shouldnt walk around here 
we could have had it but we went and put a wall around it
yeah this is sad this why i didnt wanna talk about it 
this is sad i got pictures inside my pockets bitch 
i kissed her hand she slammed the door shut and locked that shit 
yea this is sad i got pictures inside my pockets bitch..
i kissed her hand she slammed the door shut and locked that shit...
kill

LET'S NOT TALK ABOUT IT [PROD. SETO]

she said its over now and shes sorry 
she told me try my hardest not to worry 
she told me she still loves me 
she just cant sit and watch while i fuck up my body 
i cannot blame her im always in tatters 
sometimes i forget i even have manners 
took us so long to find hope then it vanished 
baby i thought this was real what happened
i deleted all the pictures that i had of you 
i kept a secret little stash for when im sad for you 
i know you see me as a trap you think im bad news 
sometimes i fucking wish i never had you 
i know i went and fucked it up and that youre mad at me 
you should have left me when you noticed i was vanishing 
i knew i should have stopped taking those pills the first time you told me they were bad for me

</3 [PROD. PHARSYDE]

mixed myself 
lyrics - 
i got sick of counting the tears shed, my fears dead 
left all of the hurt behind cant see it in the distance 
steppin out the shadows got em sayn shit like hes next 
bet you know im dead inside you hear it every time i vent 
i do not pretend, these words are from the chest 
i dont need to worry if my shit makes sense 
could have died during the fall but i survived through the winter 
i still cry for what i used to have she knows that i miss her 
12 months i couldnt see it for what it was and off top 
i couldnt even count the times you hit me with a dog shot 
guess i lost the whole plot, seshin on the wrong block 
burn me down to ashes baby treat me like an old sock 
told them boys to get off, im about to jet off
do not come to close to me the temperature is red hot 
reconnect my heart to all the finer things i took for granted 
pleased to get an early start i had to come in upper-handed 
i did, but these pussies never understand it 
they think they should be above me just cause they had better planning 
this world is not demanding, i do it how i please
and wonder sometimes how the fuck im ever gonna manage 
i paid the price to live the life i always wanted 
this is all ive ever had its not a maybe i am on it...
im only ever being honest i dont have the time to fake it 
why the fuck id even bother?
i got sick of counting the tears shed, my fears dead 
left all of the hurt behind cant see it in the distance 
steppin out the shadows got em sayn shit like hes next 
bet you know im dead inside you hear it every time i vent 
i do not pretend, these words are from the chest 
i dont need to worry if my shit makes sense 
could have died during the fall but i survived through the winter 
i still cry for what i used to have she knows that i miss her
kill

FEARS DEAD [PROD. CRCL]

demo mixed myself

lyrics -
i got all types of treats in my backpack
if i see some shit i want then i grab that
let me be just for once bitch, back back
fuck a piece i want the whole thing, snatch that
see me shining cause my aura bright
i dont need no flashy shit to show em i just do it right
i am not a rapper bitch, i am just a sad guy 
tryna tell these people not to get up on my bad side 
i keep waking up alone i keep checkin my fucking phone 
but she never messages unless she wants something 
losing faith on my own i think i need another hoe 
but i aint ever hit em back unless they offer something 
kill

AURA [PROD. YZ]

KILLJAY X DIELIZM
verse 1 KILLJAY
verse 2 cix50
verse 3 kno.money
prod. ronwood
mixed/mastered by chronic shnxman

NOTHING TO PROVE - KILLJAY x CIX50 x KNO.MONEY

mixed myself 
lyrics - 
shit doesnt feel the same
is it cause im in love is it cause of the drugs is it cause ive been doing too much to my lungs?
idk people dont treat me the same 
i dont care if they run i dont care for their love i dont care that they leave when i run out of funds
im tired of playing this game 
should i give this shit up should i keep this shit running im lost and im hoping the answer will come 
folded corners on pages
phases in life that still keep popping up, memories fade as i keep fucking up i keep burning down bridges i should have left up
im getting over it i spent some time on some shit im not open with 
pull down the blinds i dont like when the light hits my eyes i am over with all of this stress on my mind i cant cope with it 
i miss the ogs that i used to smoke with 
17 fuckin up quarters with jonesy, 23 now i smoke halves without noticing 
stay by myself i dont want you to know me 
they cant do nothing to throw me, you know the deal you dont wanna owe me 
you been a rat so dont call me your homie im sick of this shit imma stay on my lonely 
i dont see any opponent pull up on me bitch yea i bet that you wont 
just let me be for a moment my demons are screaming theres blood in my throat

NOT THE SAME [PROD. ANGELE$]

lyrics: i feel it coming
they tell me im next up 
but i dont know if i want it 
im taking these meds to numb out the pressure
shaking in bed at night pain doesn’t let up
i could be better 
but i dont wanna be 
i aint showing any interest in healing 
overtaken by the strangest of feelings
overtaken by the voice of these demons
you can pretend but you dont understand it 
i dont regret i just wish i could vanish 
i can’t forget and forgive i am damaged 
i lost a whole fucking year to the xannies
nothing is going the way that i planned it
nothing is guaranteed on this planet 
i kinda preferred when i didn’t have purpose
when will i learn that this life isn’t worth it
they all warned us, all the greats 
drugs imported they from interstate 
what is this feeling i cannot get rid of it 
i tried to switch it up plenty of times
stuck in the deep caught up in the abyss of it 
i wanna die but im better alive 
i wanna cry but im dead in the eyes 
im tryna figure out why but im too high 
running in circles im losing my mind 
im forgetful i sweat like a bitch in the night 
when will the rain over me ever let up 
when does the pain die so i can just get up 
fuck it im outta here next year if nothin changes 
im gonna disappear if i dont make it 
when i die dont put me in playlists

IF NOTHING CHANGES.. [PROD. ANGST]

mixed by me, demo from 2019
lyrics - 
shit doesnt hit how it used to hit,
hate on me bitch i am used to it
i fuck my body up abusing shit 
if its in my way im moving it 
this is my way of letting rage out 
i could die like any day now 
i might be fine i might find a way around 
nah fuck it im on my way out,
8 xans in the drink and i dont sip slowly 
bitch i just sink it 
fake fans on my dick 
im boutta let em all know i dont think about em 
ill be back in a minute im on my lonely
dont feel like linking 
take it back to the basics 
fuck all the fake cunts i dont think about em
i need to leave again i hate this town 
i need to see you but you hate me now 
fuck the fake love i made this sound 
i dug my grave now im laying down 
time and place on a rainy day 
you wanna give it to me just say the date 
pull up 6 deep with all your mates 
see you there call it game day 
ive been getting older and my heart is getting colder 
im okay thats what i told em so i got some shit to show em 
every track i drop is golden catch me riding in the holden 
flow you got that shit is stolen give a fuck ill let you hold it 
people be claiming we mates now
im boutta heat up a stage now 
fuck it i wanted to die but i got a mission a path to be paved out 
sippin on rikky and smokin on sticky i bet if you see me im puffin a ciggy
fuckin a beat up pussy get beat up temperature heat up shaking the scene up
ive been running numbers up im 8 months in 
i been crushing molly up me and my mates gonna sniff it 
i got some its not enough i need like 8 more digits
ive been numb but never dumb i keep my scales in the kitchen

ANY DAY NOW [PROD. PENACHO]

i play/write songs in the band @quitelikepete 

i play/write songs in the name @varicapmusic

ig: @quitelikeshaun

KILLJAY

Shaun Jarrad Riley