CAN'T RELAX (PROD TRAVIS XANTANA)

KA$KET- Judgement day   {prod. lui}

head on backwards

Tough Luck

Lyrics-

I make interstellar strides when I step
Getting hunkered down for the long sleep
I hold my breath 
Young starvation is forever riding through the depths 
Cargo hold full of grief 
I’ll send it where it needs to hit
What a bitch! 
If you ain’t remember, I’m out for revenge 
Better buckle up 
You’ll fuck around and meet an early death 
Burning down your nations 
Make you go and bow down to our crest 
Wanna see you all bleed 
I watch your death and I feel bliss 
Rest in piss! 
My grip is loosening 
You belong in a fridge 
Mr. Sophistication 
All of this anger makes me twitch 
I’ll act fucking deranged if you go push me past the edge 
You folks will witness the range of all my anger 
Too intense, I might just have to make it end 
Ashes blowing in the wind 
Rage is burning through my skin 
Catch me if you can
I’m drifting through the endless dark abyss 
They might claim that I’m sick, but really, my healing begins when they get ripped and then dismissed 
They no-clip into the mist 
Man, what a waste
You could’ve stayed away, but it’s too late 
And now the cosmic blade has made its way into your flowing veins 
I grab destruction by the reins and guide it through your DNA 
The house that starvation built is now complete and here to stay 
I will lead you all astray 
My favorite art is of decay 
Decimation 
Deterioration 
Watch it spread like flames 
Hesitation 
I see my reflection and I’m filled with hate 
Levitation 
The sky that I’m trekking through will hide my trace

THE HOUSE THAT STARVATION BUILT (prod. SLVG x CLXYMORE)

Hoe dont get to sentimental different colors in my dental spin the block up in a rental imma leave wit out a trace shit why they on my case that chop would love to eat today im in da cutlass that hoe swang i dare someone to test my patience really on it i been told that i would never make it and now that nigga dead guess thats what you get for fucking hating same wrist same dude i been cookin up for ages chrome hearts on my blade took a day to get it stainless see that red all in my eyes i bare them fangs wulf on the street you say you got it but you dont boy we all know that shit a lease ive had enough look in my trunk im bout to snap give me a reason Wynter ain’t regular season the house is full bitch we dont need you

Chrome Heart Blades P G7

Produced by reek reloaded 

Lyrics

Hook: 
They Don’t Fucking Like It When I Jump In (4x)
Ay Ay Dance With Me Bitch (4x) 

Verse: 
One Two, You Gon Get Clapped 
Three Four, Giving Out Facts 
Five Six, Pulling Out The Mag
Eight Nine, Seven Ain’t Attached 
Sick With It Lean With It 
Ima Have To Have Knock Him
Bitch Wanna Fuck But You Know I Keep It Cautious 
Eight Out The Wind How We Smoke Is Not a Problem 
Wait Damn, I Know That She Like Me 
Wait Damn, Lean With the Hi-C 
East Land, Pacific North I-5 
Deep Bands, Can I Getta High Five? 
Wait Damn, Don’t Talk About The Gun Fye ^^^^

Part 2: 

Hook: 
Seven Figure Digits That’s The Plan Right Bitch? 
How The Fuck You Winning If You Froze Ice Sick 
I Fold Up Everybody Who Gon Diss My Shit 
Fye Leaving Out The Clip 40 Grams, Two Zips 
Flick Ya Fucking Wrist Like This Go Crazy (4x) 

Verse: 
Flawless Victory She Sweetened Like Some Hickory 
Top Back Whippin Minty Smoking Like It’s Listerine  
I’ve Been Skippin Class I’m The Future Fuck The History 
Money On My Mind It’s The Potion that I’m Sippin On (I need that cash)
I Don’t Fucking Dance In The Club I Just Smoke Some’
If You Got Cake Shawty Ima Have To Slice It Up
Haunted Boy Chain On My Neck And it’s Different Yuh (that shit icy) 
Flick Flick Flick Ya Fucking Wrist Flick

YŪREI GYANGU FREESTYLE

cementshoes

much love to my brother @lhenz for sending me this beat & for being such a good homie- and to u if you're listening:)

lyrics-

Decomposition as a hobby 
Just waiting ‘till I lose my body 
Inner tension’s all I got 
I won’t let it go? yeah, prolly not
My social skills are shoddy 
They look at me like “what’s wrong with (REDACTED)?” 
Had too much isolation 
Separation is my medicine 
Regrets, to me, are every moment that I spend in society
Bitch let me hibernate 
Why do I hide away so frequently? 
Because thats how I meditate 
Searching for better ways to fast-track my timeline into decay 
In terms of degradation, 1-10, my soul is like an 8 
It’s going great! 
My shit is lame if you listen enough to realize that 
Love or hate?
I’d choose the latter
At least it’s something I’d understand

SPIRIT OF THE LONELY PLACES (prod. Lhenz)

OmenXIII - End

been sitting on this for a while, happy new year.

lyrics:
why don’t you tell me what you mad about 
your soul off balance steady struggling for  dat cash amount 
i’m not a fantasy your man know he a fan of me
and i know for a fact that your made only fan account

what you mad about 
y’all ain’t got shit to brag about
i got max stamina too quick I’m full on mana but 
i’m still choppin heads these rappers dead they ain’t man enough 
put that on imaginary, sets you throwing magic up 

BAD BITCH UP ON MY JOHNSON 
KICKIN IN YOUR DOOR YOU’D A THOUGHT THEYD CALLED THE COPS IN
BUT THEY DONT KNOW
BOY BOY BOY I SEE YOU WATCHIN PLOTTIN WIT DA OPPS IMMA MAKE EM ROCK EM SOME RODMANS
WALK-IN WIT MY WALKMAN BACK IN 02 MY OLD CREW REALLY BOUGHT DEM 
PUT ME ON OLD SCHOOL 
HIP HOP MAKE THAT SHIT POP LAY IT ON PRO TOOLS 
I HOPE YOU COULD EVEN GO DO WHAT YOU SUPPOSED TOO

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