Name: DEAD END [prod. Numb$kull] by Sixthells
Duration: 2 min 5 s
Description: PROD. Numb$kull

MOBBS RADICAL x DOWNWXLF- ELDRITCH(PROD. MARCUS808)

i'll bring the ladder to lovers leap
the fall looks in hindsight, way too deep
feel too cheap when you fuck with a creep 
like me, but its unlikely to me
That she would fall for me, fall for me
shadows that follow me, 
they remind me of what i don't see

i've been on that hill 
Swallowing those pills
Cause i cannot sleep, 
Do you think about me?
Maybe you're better off without me here
Couldn't get off me
Now you're not beside me
how did i make you feel?
make it too easy to doubt me
Only the trees surround me up on that hill

You bring the shovel to lovers leap
the fall looks in hindsight, way too deep
You'll be the one to bury me, probably
like me, but its unlikely to me
That she would fall for me, fall for me
Look to the shadows that follow me, 
they remind me of what i don't see

jump from the shallow end, 
I fall again and once again
I, I am the one to blame
once again and once again 
I jump from the shallow end, 
I fall again and once again
I, I am the one to blame

i've been on that hill 
Swallowing those pills
Cause i cannot sleep, 
Do you think about me?
Maybe you're better off without me here
Couldn't get off me
Now you're not beside me
how did i make you feel?
I make it too easy to doubt me
Only the trees surround me up on that hill

LOVER'S LEAP

LOVER'S LEAP (PROD. W A S)

squeeze_the_wrist

/w https://soundcloud.com/navvvi & https://soundcloud.com/distortionthe1
prod. https://soundcloud.com/saturnultra

-na
let it rot, she a thot, she a mean hoe
she on top, she a bot, suck me clean tho
every stage gotta page in the bible
its too late, it's a game, she on midol
305 is her life yaya
off a 5, underbite yaya
look it how the pieces lay
tell em how the pay wrong
jump the clerk the bitch was fully loaded
get it steady, get it flooded, get the body moving forward
bet she give up anything for prada maybe stab em for em
on the fohnem, get it poppin till the mornin
look at the time on the hand, ay
she got timing to stan, ay
never stickin to plans, ay
now that bitch stuck in a fan, ay
maybe it is, baby go acting a fool, mark her like piss
gripping the tool, pressing their chin, squeezing the wrist
letting her win

-ld
You ain't the in picture you can be the frame 
Stirring up the mixture take it to the face 
Looking like you sitting witta bitter fate 
Wholeness isnt something you  can Imitate 
You ain't down to ride 
You lying out the ass
When we come and slide 
You Handing out the cash 
& while you chose to lie 
I watch the hours pass
You running out of time 
There ain't no power back 
going onna binge & then the fentanyl is crushed up 
Way back in the day I had my melon witta gun cluthed
Could've pulled ah trigger and just let the fucking puss rush 
Could've never been here so I guess I Call it dumb luck 
You ain't know me cunt 
It's like holy fuck 
Shut the mouth of u pussies wanna
Hold me up
On this dick, on this dick, homie throw me up 
I cant live I can't stand with just what is done

cats_kill_(prod. saturn)

WEAK

BLACK SHEEP

dead end

DEAD END [prod. Numb$kull]

Unfroze

Unfroze ft. ICTEARZ

Sorry I'm Late

SKELETXRN SOCIALS
https://www.instagram.com/skeletxrn
https://soundcloud.com/skeletxrn

ROOSEVELT SOCIALS
https://www.instagram.com/rooseveltbeat_
https://soundcloud.com/rooseveltnoise

American Heathen

Super Smash

Super Smash (feat. SKELETXRN) | Prod. ROOSEVELT

Opening Track off my new project I'm still working on "After Birth" 
Prod. by Damon Kex
Mixed, Mastered, Tracked always by Thornwall

Lyrics: 

Spiral 

 Here we go again the tragedy of a poet 
Raise your hand high if your a disappointment and you know it

Flash backward better check my password 
same damn thing that’s been since last year 
Crash faster my brain says to my vessels 
Sometimes I feel like Sisyphus the boulders that I wrestle 
Sometimes I get annoyed with my own procrastination 
StilI think I prefer to be the burnout than the pavement 
Im scared of my own words when they look up at me so flagrant 
Grew up and stayed a nerd between, a bird, the burg, and ravens 

Still 
With this geography, I’m not, not where I’m 
supposed to be
A Potbelly once drifts to ash next to a rosary 
That worries me, 
presented with my nack for not much 
On the surface I’m a mess but in my head I’m in La Ruche
Its a curse to be my friend with the way I talk to much 
Better place your bets quick this kids just warmin up 

So as I’m circling the drain imma keep talking shit 
being better than myself my only motive 
And as I spiral through this pit find it hard to  contain 
all the toxins that have been erosive 

Now 
Let me settle this to get some closure 
I’ve been writing rhymes since my computer was a toaster 
spent my first 1000 dimes to be yeti owner
Wrote in attics with Maiden covered in metal posters
Took me half a year to move on once he found his boulder
And yeah my Shoulders felt colder than buffalo snow
But hey, to each their own and so it goes and so it goes 
We’re both in better places still were bro’s and each day grow 
But man I miss my partner hard to go solo right out the mold 

I’m old (your’e 25) bitch, in rap that’s times two (oh boo hoo) you’d think different if view’d from my shoes 
(Find something new) 
I’ve always done too much my fear is I must  choose (well look at you)
I feel too much like I’m being tattoo’d (relax Drew) 
I guess a black sheep is a different shade of blue 
(You’re so dramatic) 
Feel like I’ve had some screws Knocked Loose

And as I spin-off like a top 
I might as well grin as I drift right off this rock 
So watch me twist and contort 
My existence is a sacrifice, I live to perform

Eidolon - Spiral (Prod. by D-Side Tracks)

Lyrics:

AYE AYE AYE
I WANNA START A RIOT
BREAKING YOUR NECKS 
IM SO VIOLENT
KAMIKAZE I’M THE PILOT
CRASHING AND BURNING
NO RUNNING FROM FATE
I WANNA START A RIOT
BREAKING YOUR NECKS 
IM SO VIOLENT
KAMIKAZE I’M THE PILOT
CRASHING AND BURNING
NO RUNNING FROM FATE

I AM A FUCKING WREAK
LOOK IN MY EYES 
YOU CANNOT SEE SHIT
BITCH
TALKING LIKE WE IN CLIQUE
SHIT ON YOU RAPPERS 
I’M ABOUT TO SPIT
BITCH
MURDER ANYBODY WHO GON GET UP IN MY WAY
FUCK ALL OF THESE PEOPLE 
WANNA RIDE UP ON MY NAME
SHUT YOUR MOUTH
SHUT UP
PLEASE JUST SHUT THE FUCK UP

Walking in my shoes
You will not understand the pain I feel
Looking in the mirror 
And I do not recognize myself
I dream for days and days on end
And cannot see the difference
From reality and fantasy
My mind is melting from the fear 
No cover from the anger
No more hiding from the hatred
Drag the blade across my wrist
To see if this is all connected
Flashing lights inside my head
When I think that I have awakened
But I wake another time
Inscriptions burn into my faces 

If you walk in my shoes
You won’t know what I feel
I look In the mirror
And don’t recognize myself
Dreaming for days
And I can’t see the difference 
From life and the dreams 
I am melting from fear
No more cover from anger
No hiding from hatred
Cut on my wrist 
To see if it’s connected
The lights in my head
When I think I awaken
I wake up again
And inscriptions burn into me

AYE AYE AYE
I WANNA START A RIOT
BREAKING YOUR NECKS 
IM SO VIOLENT
KAMIKAZE I’M THE PILOT
CRASHING AND BURNING
NO RUNNING FROM FATE
I WANNA START A RIOT
BREAKING YOUR NECKS 
IM SO VIOLENT
KAMIKAZE I’M THE PILOT
CRASHING AND BURNING
NO RUNNING FROM FATE

I AM A FUCKING WREAK
LOOK IN MY EYES 
YOU CANNOT SEE SHIT
BITCH
TALKING LIKE WE IN CLIQUE
SHIT ON YOU RAPPERS 
I’M ABOUT TO SPIT
BITCH
MURDER ANYBODY WHO GON GET UP IN MY WAY
FUCK ALL OF THESE PEOPLE 
WANNA RIDE UP ON MY NAME
SHUT YOUR MOUTH
SHUT UP
PLEASE JUST SHUT THE FUCK UP

DEAD END [prod. Numb$kull]

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