maybe not

MUSIC VIDEO

AI DEATH MACHINE

@sorrow x @thomasreid x @thebootleg boy - i don't belong anywhere

written, recorded, and produced by belak

ft. @sadboyprolific & @lunzero

Lyrics:

(belak)

overwhelmed 
but its all in my
all in my head
losing my sense of self
when im pouring up this cup again
wish that i could give a fuck about it but i dont and
i would tell myself that shit but its not true at all
and
really i care too much so i always take the fall
then end up down below 
with all this pressure i get

(belak)

overwhelmed
but its all in my
all in my
sense of self
thats why im pouring up this
pouring up this
overwhelmed
but its all in my
all in my
sense of self
thats why im smoking on this
smoking on this

(sadboyprolific)

i hope you cry
i hope you die
i hope you bleed about me
and i dont mind it
everytime you try and tweet about me
they say my musics saving lives
i hope it keep residing
cant think about the place id be
if i aint even found it
got me dead
in my whole body
so im thinking bout it
got in the dirt
searched through the earth
and now im feeling grounded
already questioning my worth
you make it worse by doubting
pouring kerosene along the curb
it burns around me

(belak)

overwhelmed
but its all in my
all in my
sense of self
thats why im pouring up this
pouring up this
overwhelmed
but its all in my
all in my
sense of self
thats why im smoking on this
smoking on this

(lunzero)

all in my head
i did it to myself again
cut off my friends
id rather live this way then to
open up my wounds
then try to bleed myself out dry
i thought that it might help me
but it wasnt worth the try
your never really gonna fill the void
so tell me
whatll be the breaking point?

(belak)

overwhelmed
but its all in my
all in my
sense of self
thats why im pouring up this
pouring up this
overwhelmed
but its all in my
all in my
sense of self
thats why im smoking on this
smoking on this

yellow

overwhelmed

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overwhelmed ft. sadboyprolific & lunzero

turning tides in a world unknown
shine of hope that nobody hones
why sucome to a place dread
when you know it'll end in dead

spoken loud yet the air is thin
try to run when its peelin skin
cry for help but its outta reach
black n white oh your visions bleached

no i wont try and let you go
you took my heart straight from below
no matter what's been confined
we turn no eye
you got a dream to chase
that cant be replace

oh ima low life baby I've been living in hell
no i cant sit still knowing you're unwell
a single shot to the head n the you're ashes fly
try to change the best n you wont see the next, no

what's the point when nobody loves
out for trust but is met with lust
a single call is an antidote
or a virtue for one who devotes

no i wont try and let you go
you took my heart straight from below
no matter what's been confined
we turn no eye
you got a dream to chase
that cant be replace

oh ima low life baby I've been living in hell
no i cant sit still knowing you're unwell
a single shot to the head n the you're ashes fly
try to change the best n you wont see the next, no
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flower petals ✾

night city p. grayskies

prod. lazeey x rose
[https://li.sten.to/cosmichumilityinterlude]

lyrics:
This shit be sick, then I’m the doctor, uh
Hollows out the chopper, uh
Bangin out the window
Hollowtip, meet oblongata, huh
I just caught a body, huh
Take it to The Promised Land
Ima run it back
And stack the chips until a hunnid grand
Then double it

Ok, I'm creepin with that fye, uh huh
Sneak in from behind, uh huh
Bonjour, magnifique
That hollowtip gon blow his mind, uh huh
AK-45, uh huh
Hollup
47, huh
That boy like computers
Let him peep this Mac-11, huh

I go POV
Oh boy, that G-Lock yo competitor
I want Givenchy so I tote heat to get my credit up
All yo hoes on me
I don’t want she, I want her debit card
Y’all don’t want no beef
Y’all boys go vegan with the predator

Out in D-Town swangin
All this silver on my fingers
Got a nigga movin gaudy
Model bodies on the razor
All imprisoned in my mind
But in my body I’m a singer
Busy stickin with the shottas
Steady mobbin on you haters
Elevator to my condo
In my casa, I'm a savior
Had to piss all in the pot
Them yellow drops could fuel a hangar
Aviators on to block out all the shots that you been takin
Aggravate me one more time
I’m giving line ups with a laser
Why you shakin, nigga?

Cosmic Humility Interlude

official music video

county lines

BURNING BODIES

Don't Give A Fuck (prod. NetuH)

Instagram - @dempseyrollboy 🚬

produced by: SoundMindBeats
mixed & mastered: SoundMindBeats

in a world of my own... 🖤💭

Unorthodox

Dogs

Dogs prod. JXYLN

BLACK BENZ *pt. II* (Ft. Spaceman Zack)

PROD.USER
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~lyrics~
pretty hoes tryna wish me well
get caught make em post my bail
roll down hear da bass
on the side is a drake
for the canes that raising hell
i dont know bout shit
if its not bout me
so watch every word you spell
aint a witch but ill pop out with my broom
taste my brand new shells

sorry girl
turned yo boo to a ghost
make him roll in the grave
when i come through late
tryna get some sunday throat
make his boys behave
fo they meet who made
every man thatd step to the 6
put the boys in a pool
bet it match my tek
that i left up on my wrist
when i went n fuck they bitch

wife beat on the fit
when i came through fast
man i bet they never see me
my watch on red
my bitch got peach
and my money luigi
this aint no game
i got that tendo
tendering these demons
they hit my gram
like sam i am
thing 1 thing 2 i beat it

not doctor seuss
im doctor doom
i send my ammunition quickly
my new chain get hella cold
it got the flu
im feeling sickly
send the shots like a vaccine
i keep the beam when feeling deadly
heaven been waiting for my reaping
they got reservations ready

pretty hoes tryna wish me well
get caught make em post my bail
roll down hear da bass
on the side is a drake
for the canes that raising hell
i dont know bout shit
if its not bout me
so watch every word you spell
aint a witch but ill pop out with my broom
taste my brand new shells

sorry girl
turned yo boo to a ghost
make him roll in the grave
when i come through late
tryna get some sunday throat
make his boys behave
fo they meet who made
every man thatd step to the 6
put the boys in a pool
bet it match my tek
that i left up on my wrist
when i went n fuck they bitch

WISH ME WELL (PROD.USER)

written, recorded, produced by me </3

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LYRICS:
“What’re you gonna do five years from now, what are you gonna make out of your life?”
“I’ll probably be dead in five years from now”
“What do you thinks gonna happen to you in ten years, what’re you gonna be doing?”
“I’ll be dead in ten years. I’ll be dead in five”
“Thats kinda sad don’t you think?”
“No”
“I’m not happy here”
“Sooner I go the better as far as I’m concerned, really”
“I don’t, I don’t live a happy life”

Yung Trech in a Maybach 
Brandy as far as I can see

Condemn me
Fell down my well 
You’re above it
Like “don’t tempt me”
Could never wait to kick on my bucket
Crown empty
Like maybe Jill was right
Jack-knife me
So baby tell your new boy all about me!
“He fucked up his twenties digging graves so proudly!”
Resurrected dead in my head just to get to thirty 
I just might be

But thats how it goes I guess
When you’re degenerated
A scumbag who tried his best
Shit

(He’s back from the dead)

Every day I wake up just to get faded
Fuck reality when you’re isolated
Damage to my brain broke the barricade in me
And now my third eye sees

Cause none of you fucks can touch me
I’m murdering beats like Jeff and Bundy
I’m hopping on feats. 
Your bitch, she love me
She singing my rhymes 
Hymns for the dead

Yung Trech in a Maybach 
Brandy 
Yung Trech in a Maybach 
Brandy
Yung Trech in a Maybach 
Brandy as far as I can see

Condemn me
Fell down my well 
You’re above it
Like “don’t tempt me”
Could never wait to kick on my bucket
Crown empty
Like maybe Jill was right
Jack-knife me
So baby tell your new boy all about me!
“He fucked up his twenties digging graves so proudly!”
Resurrected dead in my head just to get to thirty 
I just might be

So baby tell your new boy all about me!
“He fucked up his 20s digging graves so proudly!”
(2x)

Humiliation Ritual

SPOTIFY

que pasa? (prod. swaine)

lyrics

now she starting to see me in a different light
and u act like u dont need me and it get me tight
ill make u a song if u give me time
and she gonna fall in love if the feelings right
pitch black skies blanket street lights
yesterday i grew wings and today ill fly
all the snakes in her hair will leave me petrified
baby its just me and u until we die

i put a jacket on
this room feel like an igloo in the winter
she make it even colder when she starting pointing fingers
baby i know, im so fucked up im a drinker
but i can make some pretty lyrics im a thinker

got me chilling up in the studio ripping blinkers
think back to the nights when we would blow out all our speakers
if none of that really ever met that much its unfortunate to say that im a tweaker
got me tripping out like you dont really mean that
miss when we would hit the mall
and we would pop tags
knew you wouldnt take the fall
so i took a step back
go ahead and try to call
but i wont hit back
you cant brush this off cuz you know that i live in doubt
you knew what the cost was when i didnt allow
ive been so exhausted
got me in a drought
make me blossom whenever youre around
passing options every night in town
that cautious laughter doesnt make me feel proud
wish that we could feel right
wish she saw a different light

now she starting to see me in a different light
and u act like u dont need me and it get me tight
ill make u a song if u give me time
and she gonna fall in love if the feelings right
pitch black skies blanket street lights
yesterday i grew wings and today ill fly
all the snakes in her hair will leave me petrified
baby its just me and u until we die

aurora borealis in the sky i would still prefer to look in your eyes
you havent called my phone in a minute bet youll blow it up the day that i die
thinking that you hate me so i dont reply
and when they put me six feet, would you cry
i guess i wont find out there'll be dirt in my eyes
baby hurry up and tell me what you want
and dont you give me that little look you do when you wanna fuck
cliche but all i wanna do is smoke a blunt
you dont understand how this shit helps me
breathe it in and breathe it out
i know its not healthy
without it im geeking out
its been a while since we fell out
but im still fiending now
man i fucking hate my heart wish i could tear it out

now she starting to see me in a different light
and u act like u dont need me and it get me tight
ill make u a song if u give me time
and she gonna fall in love if the feelings right
pitch black skies blanket street lights
yesterday i grew wings and today ill fly
all the snakes in her hair will leave me petrified
baby its just me and u until we die

petrified! w/ brecken & kiddamo (p. nevrfall)

prod. ocin

Years pass by 
Don’t waste your life 
Thinking bout what you can’t have 
Years pass by 
And we still fight 
This feeling’s overwhelming 

Tell me, am I gonna make things right? 
Am I gonna break through time 
I know baby that’s just life 
I don’t wanna cry at night 
I’m not gonna lose this fight 
Get rid of the parasite 
Beware of the final bite 
Time to rewrite 

Girl I’m so scared of all this racing 
But I don’t wanna slow down 
Slow down 
Will you repair me it’s so scary 
Living life in a ghost town 
Ohhh, ohh, oh 

Tell me, am I gonna make things right? 
Am I gonna break through time 
I know baby that’s just life 
I don’t wanna cry at night 
I’m not gonna lose this fight 
Get rid of the parasite 
Beware of the final bite 
Time to rewrite

parasite

Fantasize

ALL I NEED

set your body on fire 
set your body on fire
scream 
let me see that ash pile up 

set your body on fire 
set your body on fire 
black finger tips 
scratching skin 
while business friends conspire 

(can we get loud
please can we get loud 
letting me down 
you really let me down 
now i wanna get out 
please can we get out 
everything’s inked 
that’s what it comes down to)

burning up a cross 
on your front lawn 
kicking up bones 
at the grave yard haunted 
lost on a lone haul 
clock gettin louder than a heart beat 
rippin up outta your chest 

feels like a part of you’s already dead 
feels like a bullet inside of your head
feels like an animal born in a slaughter house
never given the pittance of chance 
pity pity crying out your eyes you’re embarrassing 
dripping in fire got tears made of kerosene 

you lie on your side 
flames in your eyes 
Ashfall Ashfall 
1995

(can we get loud
please can we get loud 
letting me down 
you really let me down 
now i wanna get out 
please can we get out 
everything’s inked 
that’s what it comes down to)

set your body on fire 
set your body on fire
scream 
let me see that ash pile up 

set your body on fire 
set your body on fire 
black finger tips 
scratching skin 
while business friends conspire

ASHFALL 1995

im a dumbass, music is a good way to make sure my brain is working

maybe not

snail