Hard hitting, vibes and something to enjoy.

WILD WEST (Prod. ERLAX)

miles ahead

miles ahead ft. soap.

Prod. Sixthells + Mossback

I've been waiting
Let it fall apart, not again
Drown in sorrows, wanna get away
In the dark, in my room
Talk with my blade, she can tell the truth
Fuck with my head , so she'll end up in my bed
Fuck is you talking bout? All these brothers want me dead
I'll see you at the bottom, bottom of my grave
I don't wanna talk about it, maybe another day
I just wanna figure out a way for me to say
How I really feel deep down in my chest

I just want peace of mind
Anxious all the time
Hanging with my homies reach a million fucking dimes
hear you in the streets, but your family on the line

Don't care about no stove, don't care about your clothes
Don't care about your money, man, you spend it on a hoe
You just flexing with no goal, he just wanna die
This ain't a surprise, nothing make em feel alive

I just count, no mistakes, I do this every day
Never tired, never resting, everybody on my kcid
They don't know what I'm saying, baddie by my side
Your bitch she trynna save me but I'm probably gettin high

I see the sky turning red, means a motherfucker dead inside
I'm killing gods by the river, no one's safe from the ripper
Hollow chest, live or die by the blade
Living fast, getting wasted by the late

I've been waiting
Let it fall apart, not again
Drown in sorrows, wanna get away
In the dark, in my room
Talk with my blade, she can tell the truth
Fuck with my head , so she'll end up in my bed
Fuck is you talking bout? All these brothers want me dead
I'll see you at the bottom, bottom of my grave
I don't wanna talk about it, maybe another day
I just wanna figure out a way for me to say
How I really feel deep down in my chest

How I really feel deep down in my chest
How I really feel deep down in my chest

deicide

Deicide

Produced By. CRCL
Artwork By. Sick Again
Engineered By. Baby Gos

Losing my patience, I feel I can't take this, my time it be wasted away on the clock
I stick to my station, I fight my temptations, it's for my location, it's all for the block
Came from the basement three digits for statements, I'm shaking while grinding my hands to the bone
I'm working for nothing, too many stay trusted in me so I'm working for all of my bros

Baby I been lost up in the pills
But I miss you
Sorry for the way that I be acting
Imma sad dude
Ruining my lungs you smoking gas, I'm smoking mildew
Betty gonna hold me down like white up on a tissue

Losing my patience, I feel I can't take this, my time it be wasted away on the clock
I stick to my station, I fight my temptations, it's for my location, it's all for the block
Came from the basement three digits for statements, I'm shaking while grinding my hands to the bone
I'm working for nothing, too many stay trusted in me so I'm working for all of my bros

Baby I been lost up in the pills
But I miss you
Sorry for the way that I be acting
Imma sad dude
Ruining my lungs you smoking gas, I'm smoking mildew
Betty gonna hold me down like white up on a tissue

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Mildew

https://youtu.be/DN175WUKi8Q?si=67EZTX3fKcwLkWVd
prod ARAM

lyrics

I got Yen
In my pocket
Yokohama load

Spin a fucking whip
Fuck a block
With a 40 OE

Sigil with a fang
With the gang
Got a dirty glow

Yen up on the dash
Ima whip it
Like some hippy crack

Racks racks racks
I got Milli’s if we talking Yen
Broke, ran back track
Now my money up again

Flip it, double down again
Locked up in the stu ascend
How the fuck I get here
From a shitty town
Of walking dead

Broke back
Blood rag
Singing till my throat crack

No gas
Full dash
Stepping on some broke glass

Weight up in my voice
I see some shadows by my night stand
Banish with a cherry
I be sparking for the light yeah

Every light I burn
A shadow follow with a fight
I needa bright light all white
Push back the night

Life fly
Right by
Existing to die
Living to thrive
Create to survive

I got Yen
In my pocket
Yokohama load

Spin a fucking whip
Fuck a block
With a 40 OE

Sigil with a fang
With the gang
Got a dirty glow

Yen up on the dash
Ima whip it
Like some hippy crack

Racks racks racks
I got Milli’s if we talking Yen
Broke, ran back track
Now my money up again

Flip it, double down again
Locked up in the stu ascend
How the fuck I get here
From a shitty town
Of walking dead

Broke back
Blood rag
Singing till my throat crack

No gas
Full dash
Stepping on some broke glass

Weight up in my voice
I see some shadows by my night stand
Banish with a cherry
I be sparking for the light yeah

Every light I burn
A shadow follow with a fight
I needa bright light all white
Push back the night

Life fly
Right by
Existing to die
Living to thrive
Create to survive

⸸ MUSIC VIDEO ⸸

Yen [Music Video ↓]

prod ARAM

lyrics

Angels falling
Demons knocking
Angels falling
Demons knocking

I feel so used
I feel abused

Halo dysfunctional
Wings are combustible
Hang from the trident
That burning your fucking soul

Life is so touchable
Last breathe be full of smoke
Choking and gasping
I ash in your fucking throat

I ain’t the problem its bigger than me
Can’t you see that devil is following leads

There a leak
Where the rats crawl right in the seams
Issa feat
Hundred demon in the back of the keep cuh

Right
Wrong
Stay
Strong

Mind in a place, where divine would’ve fold like

White
Black
Grey
Cracks

I got a problem with the voice in my brain man

Rise from the throne
Enter the zone
Divine ain’t a state you will find on your own so

Ride till you grown
Till you die with groan
With a bang with a flame it’s the end of the road

Angels falling
Demons knocking
Angels falling
Demons knocking

Dysfunction

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Dysfynction

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Bottle Of Gin (W/ BTD SPECTRE)

Prod. Sixthells & mossback
https://soundcloud.com/slothboipapi

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IM THROWIN WAVS 
SEVEN FIGURE FATE
LEMME GET A TASTE
WHO YOU HATE?
STICK A BIGGER BLADE
FUCK UP OUT THE WAY
NOW LET IT RAIN
FLAMES UP OUT THE LAKE
ILL BE AT THE GATE
LAID TO WASTE 
BLANK FACE
WAKE UP IN A GREY DOMAIN

THEY TOLD ME THINK LIKE ANGEL 
ACT LIKE A KILLAH
I CANT TELL THE DIFFERENCE I SEE DEATH UP IN THE MIDDLE
SEVEN HORNS GETTIN LEVELED
IDOLS ON ARRIVAL
FUCKED UP DECISIONS GOT ME STUCK UP IN A CYCLE

WE GON ROLL UP BY THE THOUSAND BRING A LEGION TO THE LOBBY
COUNTLESS SOLDIERS IN THE SHADOWS LOOK ALIVE FOR I AM MANY
ROCKS OF PLENTY 
HELLA HEAVY 
CRASHING MOUNTAINS 
THROUGH THE LEVEE
NEXT DECEMBER 
JUST REMEMBER
HOW I TOLD YOU 
YOU AINT READY

IM A SICK SINNER 
CANT FUCK WITCHA 
DIRTY BLOOD UP IN MY LIVER
POWDER FOR DINNER
ATE UP IN A DARK WINTER
TOO WEAK TO GET UP
BUT I CAN FIND THE STRENGTH TO PICK UP
THIS IS FOREVER

HELL HOUNDS CREEP AROUND UP IN THE FLOCK
HEAR EM SINGING WHEN THE REAPER COME TO KNOCK
LEFT DECAYIN WITH FLIES UP ON WHERE YOU ROT
TAKE EM TO DEPTHS WHERE DEAD MEN’LL NEVER TALK

IM SWEATIN BLACK TRASH FRENCH INHALIN DEATH CLOUDS
I DONT THINK I DID ENOUGH LEMME GO AND FIND OUT
I CANT FEEL A DAMN THING THAT’S THE WAY I LIKE IT NOW
LET MY BODY FALL AWAY TO SHAVIN WEIGHT OFF BY THE POUND

IM SO SICK ITS DISGUSTING AND FOUL HOW I SPIT PERCUSSION
DEATH DISCUSSIONS I DONE IT THEY WONDER HOW I KICK THE BUCKET
THEN COME BACK RESURRECTED LIKE IM A COVENS PRODUCTION
I DONT LOVE IT I LIVE IT TO SUMMON WICKED FLAMES ABUNDANT

IM A SICK SINNER 
CANT FUCK WITCHA 
DIRTY BLOOD UP IN MY LIVER
POWDER FOR DINNER
ATE UP IN A DARK WINTER
TOO WEAK TO GET UP
BUT I CAN FIND THE STRENGTH TO PICK UP
THIS IS FOREVER 

HELL HOUNDS CREEP AROUND UP IN THE FLOCK
HEAR EM SINGING WHEN THE REAPER COME TO KNOCK
LEFT DECAYIN WITH FLIES UP ON WHERE YOU ROT
TAKE EM TO DEPTHS WHERE DEAD MEN’LL NEVER TALK

HELLHOUND

HELLHOUND (prod. Trulife)

Bodies make a quota
Interstellar soldier
Pull a drive by in a rover
Tell that pussy boy come roll up
Bitch I flip a bag of coca
Catch a dot no polka
Pull up in a toga
40 ounces of that cobra
Tokin on some Yoda
Swisher make me colder
Codeine wit my cola
Got a xanny my in my soda
Bitch I pop another soma
Wake up from my coma
Smell the weed aroma
Bet they roll one let me toke up

Fuck you and your clout and shit
AR wit designer clips
Adderol I gotta sniff
Pop a bottle chug a fifth
Washin down the blunt I lit
Close my fuckin coffin lid
Hotboxin the hearse I'm in
Drivin to my final pit
Drop my body in a ditch
Open casket face all split
Can't tell if it's hØllÖws kit
Call my mom "ID your kid"
Tell my pops I'm dead and stiff
Bet my brothers got your chick
Snortin pills and swallow dick
Know your bitch about that shit

Fingernails black
Get it on my stack
Gunners in the back
All the shit you lack
Pull up to my trap
Eat a fuckin mac
Bloody blunts fat
Got an ounce in my fanny pack

Pop a fuckin script and nap
I just want my soul to crack
I can feel my organs snap
Grab a blade and try to hack
Put me in a grocery bag
Cherish all the time we had
I am not in pain at last
Told you bitches that's a wrap

hØllÖw won't be comin back
Where the fucks my album at?
I don't know but here's a sack
Filled up wit some dank and hash
I don't wanna take your cash
But I'm broke I gotta jack
Pull up in my fuckin mask
I don't fuck wit most you cats
Mostly cause you're fuckin trash
And allergies been gettin bad
Jimmy Neutron packin gats
Take your shit then gotta blast
Kick a door in take your racks
Make a profit off your stash
Want it back? Then grab a strap
Pop it when you see me blap
Leave my body lying flat
Let my fuckin eyes roll back
Burn my body paint it black
Rolling stoned and eating tabs

Bitch I'm in the lab hm
Tokin on some dabs hm
I got bitch that's bad hm
Everyday I'm sad hm
Bitch I'm in the lab hm
Tokin on some dabs hm
I got bitch that's bad hm
Everyday I'm sad hm

Grip a AK like I'm Tay
run a race or run away
Run up wit a blade
I said every day is gray aye
Grip a AK like I'm Tay
run a race or run away
Run up wit a blade
I said every day is gray aye

GOTTABLAST (Prod. SKILL SYRUP)

Stay back as I rap pistol loaded
You're wack as you rap is you lagging
Straight facts everybody think they on shit
JavaScript like I'm coding the back end
Sit back relax I know I got this
Hit back to back we're never lacking
Win right to left you know I'm stacking
Big bags in the trunk as I'm driving

Stay away I don't care if you miss me
Die alone by the way that you're living
Now I know that you're loving me
Sad songs as I need to bleed
Yeah it's fucking amazing how we made it this far
Stuck in a maze only stare at the walls
All of these faces made me scared of the dark
Know someday we'll be living it large

I keep calling, but nobody feel the same
I'll keep fighting cuz nobody can take me down
I keep calling, but nobody feel the same
I'll keep fighting cuz nobody can take me down

Stay back as I rap pistol loaded
You're wack as you rap is you lagging
Straight facts everybody think they on shit
JavaScript like I'm coding the back end
Sit back relax I know I got this
Hit back to back we're never lacking
Win right to left you know I'm stacking
Big bags and I mo'fuckin' count it

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