TWENTYTHREE - WRAITH (prod. @istasha)

OFFICIAL VIDEO:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=amaC0tyNATI

LYRICS:

Lyrics:
Left in the earth, hit for the hearse, follow the holes in the shirt 
Sever the search, all I deserve, cutting away from the dirt 
Never reverse, hollow the body alone and I’m leaving the curse
Falling away for the better or worse, ever malevolent, making it hurt

Heaven sent and falling from the hands
Seven shots and leave them for the land
Tether, breathing from a body bag
Weather never waiting for a mask
Break away with no stands
Same old blade and swing with no lag
Leave this skin and take what I can 
No name no need for any old plans

Follow the wraith, aim with a blade, up and away
falling for days, hollow the face, still I save
Hole in the back of the brain 
Never decay, same old ways, falling for none, stay for the pain 
Dead in the rain, nothing to say
Leaving the rest of the frame 
Follow the wraith, aim with a blade, up and away
falling for days, hollow the face, still I save
Hole in the back of the brain 
Never decay, same old ways, falling for none, stay for the pain 

No remains, suffocate, blade on me I’ve been a wraith 
Never safe, fuck a name, falling for it, no escape
No remains, suffocate, blade on me I’ve been a wraith 
Never safe, fuck a name, falling for it, no escape

Follow the wraith, aim with a blade, up and away
falling for days, hollow the face, still I save
Hole in the back of the brain 
Never decay, same old ways, falling for none, stay for the pain 
Dead in the rain, nothing to say
Leaving the rest of the frame

WRAITH (PROD. ISTASHA) VIDEO LINK IN DESC.

Lyrics:

Get the fuck up, shawty movin’ know that she a dancer
Fuck my haters, fuck my opps, I hope they die from cancer
Instead of lyin’ on my name you need to get your bands up
I’m comin’ up out the crypt like I was the mothafuckin’ phantom

Goin’ ghost, goin’ ghost, I’m on different timing
I see you beggin’ for attention, why I’m not replyin’
I hit it once and never call back, now she fuckin’ cryin’
If I’m the Apex in the jungle then you not survivin’

I’m Criss Angel with the tricks I make him disappear
6 years in, 300 songs I’m on a different tier
Rappers still up on they couch I know they live in fear
Built my name with all these shows that’s why I’m well revered

Ash Williams with the boomstick paint him up da Vinci
Always sayin’ that you tough but that do not convince me
I bust a Clinton with these hoes, Monica Lewinsky
I admit that I’m sinner, hopin’ God forgive me

Gucci when I’m walkin’ can’t rock no Balenciaga
Nah, for real fuck them boys if I’m really honest
Flippin’ features for them bands bitch I really profit
Copped advances need a duffle for this big deposit

Get the fuck up, shawty movin’ know that she a dancer
Fuck my haters, fuck my opps, I hope they die from cancer
Instead of lyin’ on my name you need to get your bands up
I’m comin’ up out the crypt like I was the mothafuckin’ phantom

Goin’ ghost, goin’ ghost, I’m on different timing
I see you beggin’ for attention, why I’m not replyin’
I hit it once and never call back, now she fuckin’ cryin’
If I’m the Apex in the jungle no you not survivin’

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written and performed by fxckjamie
produced by fxckjamie & vexd
cover art by gekxta

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New Keys (Remix) (feat. 3ohBlack)

@nastiitaxii @nastiitaxii @nastiitaxii @nastiitaxii
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Fixing races with my conscience, cop a 40 for that nonsense,

I'm so bored of being conscious, anxious paranoid and nauseous,

I'm to weak to build a tolerance, but way to strong to care,

Burn the cigarette till ashes picking butts out of my hair...
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Don’t fucking care, the only thing that I have left to do is die,

Watch me rot away for years, you act surprised a fucking lie,

Pretty pills and orange bottles in my casket, only right,

Leave me facedown in the ditch off 60 milligrams of white...
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This a semi final suicide, the kind that makes you stare,

Because nothing makes me feel alive like falling out my chair,

Calling up my hookup tryna cash out on a scare,

But he knows I'm not the kind of kid to lash out unprepared...
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Bloody noses how my throat is dripping vision starts to fade,

Poison dragging through system cutting years off like a blade,

Feel the resin on my walls I judge the time by grams I’ve weighed, 

Toxins oh my god I’ve lost it bleach my fabric and just wait...
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Drag my body off the carpet just so I can get retarded,

I don't wanna feel like garbage but I still don't have the knowledge,

With the money that I spend I bet that I could pay for College,

But the only kind of lectures that I get is from my father...
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Sick and tired anxious, nauseous, I’m not cautious I’m a corpse,

Try to sleep it’s fucking pointless my reality is warped, 

Please don’t tell me how to stop I do the wrong shit till it’s worse,

I can’t stop it, fucking lawless self destruction just occurs...
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Make it hurt bitch please just make it hurt

Make it Hurt (ft. Na$tii)

PROD. @PRODKXISER
FEATURING @ONIINC
COVER ART BY HTTPS://WWW.INSTAGRAM.COM/LENFANT_/

LYRICS

[ DEPTH STRIDA ]

I GOT A LOUD TEC
DOT ON YOUR FOREHEAD
SWEAT ON YOUR BALLSACK
HOLLOWTIPS LOADED
TEST ME IM GON PASS
ILL MAKE YOU MY PET
SHOW YOU MY SAW SET
SICKENING MINDSET

BITCH I PULL UP ON THAT KAISER WHY THE FUCK YOU TALK TO ME
I KNOW YOURE A BITER LOOKING FOR SOME BEEF SO CONTEST ME
I BEEN IN THE DEPTH SO WHY THE FUCK YOU TALK BOUT MISERY
SOUNDCLOUD IS YOUR ONLY LOVE YOU NEVER LOST VIRGINITY

FUCK WITH THAT KAISER
GET SHOT YOU NO FIGHTER
I MAY CRASH THE CYPHER
AND END YOUR WHOLE LIFE HUH

BITCH YOU DONE FUCKED UP
IM ON THAT BLOODLUST
BLADE FULL OF OLD RUST
STAB YOUR HEAD WASSUP


[ THE RANSOM ELITE ] 

NOTHING WHAT IT SEEMS
HALF OF THIS GAME BE PERCEPTION
ALL YOU MUFFINS REAL MEAN
ONI WALK, GET TO STEPPIN
KNOW YOU FEEL REAL STRONG
TWEETIN ME BEHIND A SCREEN
YO PUSSY THE STUFF OF LEGEND
YOU AS FEARED AS MR.BEAN

NOTHIN WHAT IT SEEMS
HALF THIS GAME BE PERCEPTION
ALL YOU MUFFINS REAL MEAN
ONI WALK , GET TO STEPPIN
KNOW YOU FEEL REAL STRONG
TWEETIN ME BEHIND A SCREEN
YO PUSSY THE STUFF OF LEGEND
YOU AS FEARED AS MR. BEAN

KEEP YOUR MOUTH SHUT
FOR YOU GET STUCK
RUN WIT YOUR FAMILY THE 4 YOU GET STUCK 
BITCH BOY I’M AN ANIMAL
YOUZ DANIMAL
EAT YOU ALIVE I AM HANNIBAL
CANNABALISTIC FOOD CHAIN
INSTABILITY IN MY BRAIN
WHEN I DIE 
ECHO THE NAME 
ONI INC., DEMON GANG 

[ DAYDREAM BLU ]

I’VE HAD IT!
THESE RATS IN MY ATTIC!
WE’RE NOT COMPATIBLE!
BLOWS LIKE A RADICAL UH
OWE US THE MOST BUT YOU ACT LIKE AN ADMIRAL
AND DON’T GET ME STARTED ON ANIMALS UH
“I’M BEHIND
PLEASE LET ME FIND
EASE AND A NICE PLACE TO SIT ON MY HINEY
BITCH ARE YOU BLIND? I’M TRYING! APPLYING MYSELF! AND I TRY NOT TO WHINE!”
WINING AND DINING, SHE’S HIDING, NOT FINDING THE TIME AND I’M FIGHTING THE URGE
KICKING HER HIDE TO THE CURB
IT’S WINDING UP, DOWN TO THE WIRE
I’M GRINDING UP OUNCES FOR FIRE
I’M GRINDING MY TEETH TIL I’M TIRED
GRINDING ME DOWN TO THE RIND
MY MIND RETIRES FROM WILD TO MILD
I AM THE SIRE, I DUB THEE “DEFILER”
THEY STAY ADMIRING, WE STEADY SMILING

BLOODLUST

BLOODLUST W/ ONI INC [PROD.KAISER]

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Are we having fun yet?
Produced by: @obssscure
Lyrics:
I Handle suppressors that man gonna enter
He slip out the cut put that Hand in the blender
We Gonna pop out we demanding an answer
To nothing compliance becoming my standard

Lil ways
I got all these shits to make
Bitch I fuck around she giving top while on the interstate
I'm about to eat from all the items on your dinner plate
Now I'm feeling hungry mother fucker gonna slip away

Now I got bugs
Now I got slugs
He was just talking but now he be done
I dont need love
I dont need drugs
I just need homie to shut the fuck up

Like why is he speaking hes spoken enough
Boy get a beating like he be a drum
Broke the machine and we taking the sum
Like What is he pulling we put on the gloves

We gon dump his weight off
Make the rounds and break off
Put the pressure on a leech
And we cut the snake off

Dont get caught in the cross hairs uhh
pull up bitch and it's all air uhh
So much grind that it's not fair uhh
Up on your house and we stop there uhh

Say that your homies all brought they guns
Dont see shit
Cept your all scared fuck
Bitch wanna see you prepared for none
No witness gonna tell no one

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