Lake Of Fire

EVIL BEINGS Ft. Kaykillius (Prod. God Mvker)

3am by KruddTheGuru
Produced by SPHINX

spotify https://open.spotify.com/track/6OWrdtqXKDHkpmEU1OShTh?si=2ce70a3c25b247b8

[Lyrics]
Chorus
Said you smoked but still tapped out on me
Gold chain mob my necklace match my teeth
Up all night when i die I'll get my sleep
Broken hearts you can put that blame on me

You love me okay what you telling me for
Fucked up on time damn it's like three in the morning
You wanna ride in that four door thang get changed come on get ready
Niggas don't carry their weight you can see how the act when shit get heavy
Dying a legend sinning so much i don't know if I'll make it to heaven
Ima ask god for a AR
Probably a new mac 11
Shorty be talking to much while I'm smoking
She know i don't be answering questions
Watching the smoke pour out the roof when I'm riding around in that Lexus

Chorus
Said you smoked but still tapped out on me
Gold chain mob my necklace match my teeth
Up all night when i die I'll get my sleep
Broken hearts you can put that blame on me

You ain't buying no weight what you weighing for
Running his mouth
Quick to approach him i bet he won't say it no more
She wanna play wit my go go gadget go pick the gun off the floor
You love me ok what you tellin me for

Chorus
Said you smoked but still tapped out on me
Gold chain mob my necklace match my teeth
Up all night when i die I'll get my sleep
Broken hearts you can put that blame on me

3am (Prod. SPHYNX)

BulletHoles - Red Dot X ColeMane X WhiteWitch (Prod. Hoax)

(IDIO)

moving dolo 
moving so slow
you can’t see me
cah the bitches moving so low
idio solo
idio froze hoe
idio cold oh no
idio cold

all your boys they wanna be me
they can’t fucking be me
vamp szn
these bitches yelling free me
if you see me
i’m fucking moving dreamy
idio Sweeney 
cut you up you bleeding

catch me leaning 
but there’s a deeper meaning
catch me fiending 
but you can’t tell i’m screaming 
idio scheming 
entertainment for the evening
all of y’all sleeping 
wake the fuck up bitch you dreaming 

moving dolo 
moving so slow
you can’t see me
cah the bitches moving so low
idio solo
idio froze hoe
idio cold oh no
idio cold

(AJyR)

don’t look out the window
watch the fire start better run 
before the ghosts come get you
of course that’s what we gotta do
slice upon ur legs 
where the fuck you think you going boo 

idio put that pitchfork right in ur fucking heart 
now you’re crawling for redemption 
sorry baby this ain’t you’re arc 
grab your keys go start your car 
i know you know you won’t get far 
the blood leaves a trail 
baby i know just where you are 

hold up just a sec hoe 
you left a bullet hole 
i plug it up n grab a pole 
i’m gonna snatch your soul
i got my halo
it kinda cold tho 
these bitches wanna see me 
i’m moving dolo

(IDIO)

moving dolo 
moving so slow
you can’t see me
cah the bitches moving so low
idio solo
idio froze hoe
idio cold oh no
idio cold

moving dolo 
moving so slow
you can’t see me
cah the bitches moving so low
idio solo
idio froze hoe
idio cold oh no
idio cold

MOVIN DOLO W/ AJyR [PROD. BLANK]

Tracked/Mixed/Mastered at @thornwallstudios
Beat produced by @furyjxrv

Lyrics

VERSE 1: Richmaiden

Behold the flood gates 
Everybody trynna bring me down they won't falter my feng shui
Alter the one way I know how to follow close to my strength 
I'm losing more every day 
I know I won't fall too set in my ways 
All I know's I won't wait 

Maiden be the motherfucking epitome of tragedy 
Had everything I could ever want but lost drive and hence everything I ever wanted is now too far out of my reach
I let everyone I know down 
That's why I'm opposed to show weakness 

Hold me as I reach for whatever I have left 
Just a shot in the lightless 
Pitch black surrounds me no stress I'm used to this
Hold me in the coldest night that I've felt in the longest time that I can remember 
You're the only way to get me through forever 
Hold me

VERSE 2: Eidolon

Dust on the door left the light for the moths 
Painted my walls with a spray of my thoughts 
Chasing my ghosts I lost track of the cost 
So they came to collect and I got out of dodge 

Now All I wanna hear is the rainfall 
No I ain't trynna see your face naw 
Puzzle pieces make me complete 
But I ain't seen the box in weeks 
I'm too weird for the cool kids and too cool for the freaks 
So I guess I'll just do me 
So I guess I'll just do me 

Chew me up and spit me out 
Crucify me in the name of clout 
I'll still be more real than most you pricks 
Know I been through shit while you throw a fit 
Fuck fake shows and paid reposts 
I'm that space ghost still coast to coast 
Fuck a pill leave me alone 
said fuck pill leave me alone 

Darkest parts of my psyche use this as a place they rest 
I'll claw out of this pitfall that has swallowed up my progress

A Lightless Shot (prod. FURYJXRV)

Critical

I cannot be certain of anything.
prod @princeamgn
Lyrics:
never heard of that
Got my neurons turning black
Fire up
My API
And then I'm never coming back
Lack luster
Flag upper
With
A hefty turn of fact
Turning after my eruption
I ain't ever meant to lack

You be getting too high
Hazing on the new guy
Hoping in the booth
We be sniping up them loose ties
Baby with them two thighs
Bidy got the crew hype
Popping out the blue
Wit suppressors and the two times

Bitch I'm boutta loose my grip
I'm searching for the bucks
On that poolside shit
When I got no luck
I might use my fist
Boy aiming for the top he might shoot might miss

I got that smoke if he run in the spot
Coming equipped and we filling the slot
Sliding away and we nodding it off
Boy go astray and he gonna get lost

Infrared on me i peak thru the smok
casting out yeah we seeing him off

Stop
I ain't gotta problem if that shit pop off
Line em up and drop em if off this is so what
Big banging out the cut bitch go pop
Wipe you off the floor gonnaneed a fucking mop

Stop the pity I dont wanna hear you sob
You in a competition with the ticking of a clock
System at the ready finna get him if he fall
In the underbelly where we chilling after all

CALLOUS SHELL [PROD. GRIGORYAN]

art by Adam Martin 
thank you - soap.

Lyrics: 

tourmaline heart cause some days in shimmering 
And u cannot fake hard cause these days it’s different 
Gotta stay stocked cause the pain is pilfering 
Paint the pills I stopped I amazed myself again

Hit the corners bending it 
Cooking hot like its venison 
Act like you invented it you ain’t start shit you insecure 
bitch it’s only 7 I been working for the hell of it 
embellish it no felon it’s a bitch in costume  well resist 

Fucking with em bussing in I take it out the tuck 
They ain’t never seen my full potential better duck
Cause Soon as that shit bubble out your fucking time is up 
cause I know that one day I will no longer feel so numb 


I know, just what you did
Why that boy Think that I’m clueless?
Motherfuck a fork imma build a path and go choose it 
young librarian knowledge Im bothering these students 
You learning how to rap, I’m ten years in I really  do this 

I really do this 
Bitch you wanna talk well then show us why we should clue in 
Inanimate numerical humans that wanna use art 
For money evil bullshit 
You fuckin with the "cool kids" right?
//////////////////
criminal pastimes 
Living my vision Im that guy 
Bring up shit from the past why 
Painting these pics where they chastise 
see that he living a bad lie 
Wish he would listen but blame mine 
Think that I heard through the grape vine 
Listen I really just realized 

plenty full of shit 
I’m too myself I’m tournamentin 
No body I’m ornamental 
Piece my force I check my schedule
see I got no time to waste 
Not waiting for my storm to chase 
Make my state and break the brace
Got twenty spliffs into my face 

I’m off, run 
Bitch I’m from the sun 
Take the rays and photosynthesize my fucking west side Gunn 
think I’ll tell it to my toes about it 
bitch what should we do
Got a couple fucking choice never runnings number two 

Number one is I’mma fuck it up and drop these local rappers 
All I hear is lies clean your shit up here’s four napkins 

I’m just what does happen when they show a lot of love and hate 
Build and hide in my own traction line the keys up to the gate 

d’isa the scene I burnin up 
Phenom in the street they turnin up
Where they going no emotion lost in open where the fun 
Decent pieces seems he heated 
see if he can show us up 
Oh my god it’s over and you broken up you lost your love 
Yup

Heart / Pastimes

art by Adam Martin 
thank you - soap.

Lyrics:
[uh uh] bitch 
Watch me wash em all away 
High but I’m focused 
imma roll up in the whip 
feet up no stress 
Know what I’m gon get 
Had to grow up inna crib 
no role model to show me roses 
had to make it up on my own and listen that’s what made me soap quick 

Huh whatchu know about coming home to the whip crashed 
Was the one that you sat in when you was kids Damn 
Motherfucker been drinking again I’m distant yeah 
Buncha blood all on the carpet where you’d listen 

To cartooon gone soon 
Childhood a monsoon 
Long with rain and all the pain you hit up with “I gotchus” 
Just for them to leave n be scheming all on your last nerve
Bitch now I’m an addict the fact is you fucks can all swerve 

I’m so matter of factly think I’m the pettiest why 
well the problem is always dealing with detriment okay
never having nobody never no fellowship 
All been alone in my tower calling shots and risks 

No gossiping I’m saucin this tomato I don’t want no friends 
I’m bothered by the torment that they dealt out when they had they fix 
They bounced 
So it’s simple bitch on everything “I’m out” 
Ain’t no tournament I’m torn in six, my fortress has found  

.44 know I got something worse that I could evoke 
Oh no 
does he mean it I’m freaking bitch well of course 
It’s soap. Can’t associate with not one of you hoes 
please know code is breaking down barriers before 

I could slide thru raichu 

Revolutionize too 
evolving up daily never mind the change it’s high noon
time to take a shot at the planets before my times thru 
immaculate the fact is this; coming back what defines you

Wiplash [Raichu]

art by Adam Martin 
thank you - soap.

Lyrics: 

looking like ditraprio 
My past in acid stacking codes 
The Cadillac on silver spokes
A dose of dis just take my tone 

Got green like lichen on this rock 
They see the sightings turn to stop 
Take the Scythe and cyphen writers 
I stay plotting on these drops 

Always with the sulfate 
Burn it down and leave the Hallway
Believe we breathing out in Galway 
Irish boy u toy get all 8 

I’m been owning up to nausea 
Bitch I do it to myself 
Sittin stressing popping problems wish my parents taught me health 

Where they at 
Said they’d react 
We pulled up in the lot roll back 
See who it be, then they turning tail 
The silouhette singing giving me bail 

I told a tale, full of my truth 
No one would listen cept homies in Russia 
Filling my cup up, whip peanut butta 
Used to sit in it with $ix in the summa 



And we would smoke, making them plays
Open up  trunks and send them outer space 
Imma gonna take, all that is mine, 
Cause I been dying 2/3s of my life 

Never relenting I’m a meddling kid 
Metal in pocket, the super villains 
Gona get taste of they poison they flagrance I take it all up give em they medicine

DiTraprio95

art by Adam Martin 
thank you - soap.

Lyrics: 

soap Stay Sanitizing that competition 
And They know im flying when I’m bound to dish it 
in the dawn open DAWs, doors coming with it 
Bossed up in the rawest form kick the distance 

Between you and i
I’m on tulip time 
Bloom steady fuse ready hope you feeling right 
I just feel the cycle go mind a bicycle 
Gears and ice ya know sleep a night alone 


Wish that we did not have to 
But the fact still stands like a statue 
That my stature seen as a bad dude 
Racks bags never mass, might tax you 

shafted after they had antagged you 
I was never tryna be that bad news 
I was never tryna be what I had too 
Feel nothing much now when I laugh oo

really distraught 
Take another look at all of my art 
take another piece of my heart 
Never mind it’s uh uh 
Really what’d be the function 
realize I’m still holding on 
To the summer sun 
reveling in every unsung 
Piece of beauty that I can’t touch 

see it’s all in the past
Really I have been in my bag, 
Never really got it unzipped 
I just been running my lips been running my lips 


but no closed mouths abouta eat 
Take my time wit it give in to the breeze 
Any minute could delete my every effort as a g 
s-o-a-p penning up what i release 
always pent up in a beat 
Got no nemesis they nominees 
For what I’m bouta cook this week 
Seasonal with the heat
put the bass on top with the rice 
And my sight turn red as the lights 
Down in Amsterdam 
y’all been living in a cage popping hamster xans 
I be tripping on a page while I end y’all’s fans 
And they come switch sides 
like the bitch that you cry 
Over every fucking night 
Shit I know what that’s like 
boy you gotta go and step it up
gotta make strives every month 
And I know the shits tough 
Slow days rough weeks healed by the sun 
Conceal What I’m feeling dealing with dubs 

Long for the loss, never double cross 
When potential lost I attend my dawgs 
Remember back when I wrote WALK
Few weeks all in my thoughts 
Cant see what you want 
It was clearly a sign 
tears in a stream flowing from my eyes 
Meet the keyboard need more freedom inside 
Baby I’m bleeding and bleeding my right 
Whoa

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Wiplash [Raichu]

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