this a vibe bro def not garbage straight up

I found this old track i didnt wanna work on anymore so i'll put it on here im just dead weight lately not really motivated to make new shit

Its fully mixed and has lived through a poor mastering process(dats why audio quiet i messed up)

i just didnt care to produce that anymore produciton is less interesting then mixing or mastering stuff at least for me it is a lot of the times

SussyBaka

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

prod. adjacen7

[https://li.sten.to/bludhaven]

lyrics:
Pull off causing problems, hoe 
Always quick to solve em though 
Know that boy from Texas 
He be steppin with revolvers, hoe
Devil with some targets, hoe
Never dressed in Prada though 
Make this shit look easy 
I don’t need it, but I want her though 

Lil hoe throw a hissy fit 
I hit it once, put shit to sleep
Funny how that shit can be 
I stay with the infantry 
Dirty boys from back woods 
Smokin backwoods ‘hind the church with priests 
I grind with an urgency 
Hollows give him third degrees 

Lever stuffed inside my briefs 
Bring hell and thunder 
Hide for weeks 
Pressure built a diamond 
35 when I’m retiring
Step inside my mind 
You won’t see brightness ‘less I light some weed 
Pussy, I won’t fold 
Just close your eyes and make your final peace

Pull off causing problems, hoe 
Always quick to solve em though 
Know that boy from Texas 
He be steppin with revolvers, hoe
Devil with some targets, hoe
Never dressed in Prada though 
Make this shit look easy 
I don’t need it, but I want her though 

Lil hoe throw a hissy fit 
I hit it once, put shit to sleep
Funny how that shit can be 
I stay with the infantry 
Dirty boys from back woods 
Smokin backwoods ‘hind the church with priests 
I grind with an urgency 
Hollows give him third degrees

Blüdhaven

Hellstar Cannon

prod. adjacen7

[https://li.sten.to/bludhaven]

lyrics:
I get the pack and I run it fasho 
I’m swinging back, add a lump in his throat 
You want some action, I’m puffin the smoke 
I double back and I double the score 
Baby like toxic, I act like a diva 
Grippin her neck, she go numb when I uh
Glock 45, it go dumb when I squeeze it 
Shawty give top in the blood on the floor 

Really got him thinkin he a hotshot 
Hit him with the 50, beat the shot clock 
Ain’t nobody jiggin when your song drop 
Really I be thinking that’s a lost cause 
Niggas fuckin with me cuz the hot bars 
Ladies fuckin with me cuz of “Lock, Shock” 
Livin like a villain, I’m a top boss 
Hit em up, head em out 
Livid til my heart stop

Oh 
Now that I mention it, sick to my bones 
Call and collect, I don’t give up the dough 
Brought on a stretcher, get left in a hole 
God of the dead, I’m a sinister soul 
The maggots be sinnin the most
In bodies of flesh that I left in the cold 
In rap, I’m a critical role
Dramatic, my ratchet
I’m pickin em off

I get the pack and I run it fasho 
I’m swinging back, add a lump in his throat 
You want some action, I’m puffin the smoke 
I double back and I double the score 
Baby like toxic, I act like a diva 
Grippin her neck, she go numb when I uh
Glock 45, it go dumb when I squeeze it 
Shawty give top in the blood on the floor 

Really got him thinkin he a hotshot 
Hit him with the 50, beat the shot clock 
Ain’t nobody jiggin when your song drop 
Really I be thinking that’s a lost cause 
Niggas fuckin with me cuz the hot bars 
Ladies fuckin with me cuz of “Lock, Shock” 
Livin like a villain,  I’m a top boss 
Hit em up, head em out 
Livid til my heart stop

God Eats Children

prod. adjacen7

[https://li.sten.to/bludhaven]

lyrics:
Washed of all my grievance 
I think blood might taste way sweeter though
Homicidal demon 
Inside your gums is where my heater go 
Fingers scraping, itching, scratching
So cleanshaven, what a heathen tho
He made it 
Get some racks and double back to let my Nina blow 

AY, BOW!
Prods been goin stupid 
Fully auto music 
Shawty like my croonin 
Got her body movin 
Harmful, smart and ruthless 
Dodgin while I’m shootin
Targets all disputed 
Dawg, I’m boutta lose it 

Washed of all my grievance 
I think blood might taste way sweeter though
Homicidal demon 
Inside your gums is where my heater go 
Fingers scraping, itching, scratching
So cleanshaven, what a heathen tho
He made it 
Get some racks and double back to let my Nina blow 


That shit be crazy 
You feel that, baby? 
Unwrap my fists 
Come meet you maker
Y’all dumb as shit 
Can’t grant no favors 
Unload my stick 
And leave him brainless 
Aim this stainless 
At your residence 
So venomous
I sweep them shells 
No evidence and I beat the block 
So effortless 
And I heat the spot 
That’s severance 
When that lever click

Prods been goin stupid 
Fully auto music 
Shawty like my croonin 
Got her body movin 
Harmful, smart and ruthless 
Dodgin while I’m shootin
Targets all disputed 
Dawg, I’m boutta lose it

Ratshot Warhead

Walking Doom

prod. adjacen7

[https://li.sten.to/bludhaven]

lyrics:
Ridin dolo with my chopper 
Might just fry your fiber optics 
Hide or hole up, that’s your options 
BLAKA! BLAKA! 
BLAKA! BLAKA!

I just roll up with my posse 
Tossin bodies out the Mazi 
Rollin thunder like I’m Blanka
Blanka, Blanka
Blanka, Blanka

Ok, shit 
Brodie wanna hit? 
Keep a hunnid rounds on the bottom of the stick 
Gonna hunt him down 
When I’m runnin round the town
Gotta nother hunnid rounds for his motherfuckin kids
Dug a motherfuckin ditch 
Cut a motherfucker’s throat 
Hit a motherfucker’s lid
Hit a motherfucker’s dome 

Keep a thumper to dump him
You playin with the wrong nigga
Spill a nigga, take a motherfucker’s soul
Now I got em like… 

(I’m a babydoll, I’m a babydoll)
(I’m a babydoll, I’m a babydoll)
(I’m a babydoll, I’m a babydoll)
(I’m a babydoll, I’m a babydoll)


He walkin lifeless 
I’m walkin spite 
I pull the scythe 
This shit be priceless 
But not his life 
He outta time 

He walkin lifeless 
I’m walkin spite 
I pull the scythe 
This shit be priceless 
But not his life 
But not his life

Ridin dolo with my chopper 
Might just fry your fiber optics 
Hide or hole up, that’s your options 
BLAKA! BLAKA! 
BLAKA! BLAKA!

I just roll up with my posse 
Tossin bodies out the Mazi 
Rollin thunder like I’m Blanka
Blanka, Blanka
Blanka, Blanka

Ok, shit 
Brodie wanna hit? 
On the bottom of the stick 
When I’m runnin round the town
Rounds for his motherfuckin kids
Dig a motherfuckin… 
Throat
Hit a motherfucker’s…
Dome 

Keep a thumper to dump him
You playin with the wrong nigga
Spill a nigga, take a motherfucker’s soul
Now I got em like… 

(I’m a babydoll, I’m a babydoll)
(I’m a babydoll, I’m a babydoll)
(I’m a babydoll, I’m a babydoll)
(I’m a babydoll, I’m a babydoll)

(I’m a babydoll, I’m a babydoll)
(I’m a babydoll, I’m a babydoll)
(I’m a babydoll, I’m a babydoll)
(I’m a baby, I’m a baby)
(I’m a baby)
(I’m a…, I’m a…)

Babydoll

Drops on all plats on may 24th. lyrics will be updated in the description soon :3 Jesus loves uuu

need u moar (ft. i9bonsai) -- brideboi x genesis555 // prod. shatter3d

sedated

it'll be okay

the temperamental feeling will pass
and then i’ll go home
i don’t take meds for any pain
i feel it in slow mo
baby don’t you dare say my name
cause i don’t know you
play cautious but i still lose the game

so i tripped
i fell
blood's on the stairwell
i stand where we kissed
and say my farewells
again
it always ends the same

what do you even want from me?
can’t you see I can’t fucking breathe?
there’s a beautiful thing about pain and suffering
it all depends on what you believe

crumbling in my skin
always lose never win
drink from the bottle until i spin and spin and fucking spin
out of control
i can feel it all in my bones
i ain’t never coming home
so just leave me the fuck alone

it always ends the same

spotify

it always ends the same w/ revengeinkyoto [tnvr]

prod. by or.1ove & zaki ali

lyrics

Sick to my stomach 
Weather I spit or I piss or I vomit 
I can’t resist from a tonic of this purest bliss every time it assists with these problems 
Honest, unfit for their comments 
Conjure some shit that I’ve pondered 
Pompous Ass bitch, I can’t bother to try to consistently swallow my pride for your honor  
I was dismissed in your squalor
I’ve been a sinner since singular digits 
Everything I said that I would do, I did it 
Never let a motherfucker through, I pivot
Prolific on beats, flows heat, so here’s a skillet 
I don’t wanna hear another peep from you bitches 
Go deep with these wicked intentions, I keep attention to detail 
Running this clockwork until my feet fail
Peak ‘till my face more pale than ski trails 
Sick of them all overlooking me 
Spit a raw flow, but I’m still overcooking beats 
Bitch, I cut flows like it’s butcher meat 
Raw dogging rhythms like bitches who fall for the hook and skeet 
Spit it, I live it 
Now, can you hoes dig it? I’m Booker T 
Sleek as a scissor kick, dreams at my fingertips 
Bright as the sun, you hoes get too close then I will call your ass Icarus

I don’t feel like myself
I can’t deal with myself 
As a matter of fact 
Let’s be real, I just feel like pure hell 
Peel off the layers I’ve held 
Suppress feelings and dwell then I’ll bid you farewell (x2)

Been a minute, I’ve been slipping
Time has delayed  
Thoughts spin a hundred miles a minute, I’ve been away 
With this grim unfiltered thinking 
All the time that I wasted 
Life isn’t kind, but this ain’t time for complaining 
Living for a remedy, inclined to be faded 
All you motherfuckers are inclined to say fake sh*t 
Face it, favoring my favorite ways to fade away 
I stray away 
Pretending that you’re happy, that’s your favorite game 
I may refrain the basic courtesy to fucking play your game and paying with uncertainty 
I paved this to reserve my grief 
I made this confer my dreams I gave in the form of flames and my urgency 
Heard you speak and now I’m currently quite sure I don’t prefer to greet you with any more time  
Let alone, eternity 
Left alone, refer to peaks of the past, I’m quite earnestly on a path to burn these dreams 
And let my fucking worries bleed  

I don’t feel like myself
I can’t deal with myself 
As a matter of fact 
Let’s be real, I just feel like pure hell 
Peel off the layers I’ve held 
Suppress feelings and dwell then I’ll bid you farewell (x2)

ØPUS FOR SEŁF DESTRŪCTION

Music lover, Mixing, Mastering, Song Writing, Vocal Processing. God awful producer 💜

SussyBaka

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