Released on September 1, 2019.
Production From Kiddbeatz, Krime Pays, Shark, Y$57, & Landfill (http://ProdbyLandfill.com)

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King Of Enigma

Produced by Landfill (http://ProdbyLandfill.com)
Lyrics:
Still broke
Still hurt
Still feel like yuu in dirt
Eating shit
Growing patient
19 people in the clique
8 of us still workin shit
Bout like 5 can pull their weight
I can't wait
Cut the cake
& the check 
Don't be late
Don't be hiding 
Shit I hate
Who come up, with the info?,
Setting up a play
Staying active like a virus
Eating everything yuur way
Lil tuu young tu be this bitter
Give a fuck-that's what I say
Where the anger?
Where the bangers?
Where that needle?
Where yuur people?
Where the vids?
Where the tours?
Where the roof?
Is it yuurs?
Acknowledge who the master
Of this shit, I'm getting bored
Yall ain't doing guud enough job
Get em unemployed
Yeah I got the salty sammy vibe on this mute shit
Rapping over drip type beats finna make em sick
Flipping flopping game, unstable, better stabilize 

Black hole, growing
Icebox, growing 
Keep the river, flowing
Till it hurts the groin

Stress is a killer

Black hole, growing
Icebox, growing 
Keep the river, flowing
Till it hurts the groin

Still (Prod. Landfill)

Lyrics:
Aint nothing to try n fix,
If it ain't broke, don't try to fix it
Brains' all scrambled 
Fuckin jammed, E

Put yourself in a corner
In a loop of purgatory 
Why you waiting n twitching in place?
I don't get the shit at all
Brain always feels drainage 
I can't even contain all this anguish
Fuck all these things about dumb shit
I was too focused-tunnel vision 
Yeah, shit is gonna cause lots of friction 
Fall back, it's my life gotta do what I do
See a brand new view of shit
Computer shit
Programming 1s & 0s like it's everyday 
It ain't even that motherfucking complicated 
I just had to make a way, 
Out of no way
Came from the suburb-but not that way
Ain't no fuckin big house back in the day
Unless it's where the Uncle used to say
Rest in peace Uncle Charles 
I know we've been wild
..Barely knew the guy 
Shit, I can't even fuckin fix
Self, on some damn lit cigarette
(Ain't nothing to try n fix,
If it ain't broke don't try to fix it)
I cannot see myself doing that 
What it is, what it is we taking back shit
I done wasted your time, & that's not okay (No, No)
Wasted your time, & that's not okay
On my soul, that shit too evil

Draino (Prod. Shark)

Lyrics:
Walk in the store, stockin water
Winter comin, ready for the slaughter
Fury mode, like in Brawlhalla
Ready for the wind like an F5
You be steppin into hellfire
Careful now, might be landmines
Having issues with these 'scriptions
Im Poppin pills like the shits' fine
Took a vacation-a weekend to beat
Usually walking around to go eat
They be like what is the price for the feat?
I need a rack, a rack, at least
Ever be swimming inside with the sharks
You be like no im afraid of the dark
I cannot help you lil niggas retarded
Moves we be makin you watch n you bothered
/Now theres all new talk new drama this n that
Have to be mindful who Im helping gettin bags
Real shit its getting foggy in this path
Road rage, niggas seem to wanna crash
I see different ways of how they lock n latch
Like a tick n draining everything right out including cash
Tighter grip around the table seeing everything in blasts
I hear all the stories it dont add up like some fuckin math
Im not even mad yall need a grip n fuckin money
I can bear see the misery I know cause shit be funny
I aint doing another round of this again but dont believe me
Rather glo up in the dark n steal the night then you can see me

Buckle Down (Prod. Landfill)

Lyrics:
Moving slower imma need me a boost
Anti-World busy being a nuisance 
Don't give a fuck what ya old dude doing
Busy with the business make em go Oowee 
.Stacking up everything like it's a debt
Got me luuking silly like a cadet 
Representation of modern suburbia 
People pleasing till they no longer heard of ya
.Fuck all that noise rather be in my old shit
All in my bag, I ain't buying more dumb shit
Throw the shit out like it's trash day
Roaches all over the crib as a freshman 
.Fuck doing work rather make me a banger 
Wrote so much shit on the side with the anger
Cuuldnt imagine these plays on the worst days
Now I just hand over leverage like "okay"
I cuuld give less of a fuck if Im canceled
Get me fucked up yuu gon flick like a candle 
Nowadays hold yuur career like a ransom
Shuuldve kept swinging like a barred out dancer
Talk about rage, yuu ain't even seen a quarter 
Waiting till yuu fuck up, zoom tu the border 
Wasting time taking these orders 
Suck outta me my mental disorder

E

Drinking vanilla Fanta bitch
I don't need the lean for shit 
Just take the dick, just take the dick
My pants not green but its makin em sick

Boost (Prod. Landfill)

Track produced by Landfill (http://ProdbyLandfill.com) @lordlandfill
First Part is "In A Blnk" (reversed) produced by @c-o-r-p-s-e
Lyrics:
Now we sad now
Put ya head down
Take a lil med now
Jumping cross the town
Never the same now
Seem I let ya down
Pick the shit right up
Double down now
Disagree agree
I need space please
I'm exhausting 
Tu the fucking T
Take the shit from me
Like a melody
Hammering the keys
Writing remedies 
Make a A tu Z
World don't really need it
I don't say my piece 
Mutter in the speech 
Tryna keep the peace
I Shuuld quit avoiding these
Hot button shit
Ya Always want a hot drink
Like a hot take
Make or fucking break
Give me a fuckin break
Tryna get made today
Always something else
Adding on the pain
Focus on the ethic
Why we weeping in the rain

They don't wanna get it now they weeping 
Get outta of my circle with that weeping

Weeping (Prod. Landfill)

Lyrics:
Mad max mode go n get yuu a buggy
They salty I'm legend already no fronting
Fuck evil nigga not branding no dummies 
Being a Legend still broke isn't funny
What it wuuld it seem if I'm choking my money
Yuu see me flexing the shit that yuu want?
These niggas fools, now we all punks?
We not the same, yuu are just stuck 
Rebuilding numbers, 
Way tuu many fumbles,
Speaking up no mumble
Don't care if yuu crumble
Now these niggas rap bout demons
Swear these fools suckin my semen
I was cursing God no question 
Some of these guys ain't get the message
E, E, switch from A tu E
E, YLN, that's the industry 
These clowns, can't dismantle me
Yuu are gonna pay, eloquently 
Haters talking mad shit, make em bend n yield
Brought up learning bout the bizz, yuu can keep the field shit 
Used tu work, like a slave, so I delegate 
Yuu keep thinking it's '09, nah yuu mad late

I gotta work, can't watch
Doin more shows, I'm up
Pricing be climbing up
Talent is not enough 
-
Everyday new maneuvers 
Ain't even mad, I'm groovy
Luuk at the shit, I'm brewing
Yeah, Yuu can hate yuu ain't doin it

Mad Max Mode (Prod. Y$57)

Lyrics:
I don't know, Feel diluted
I don't know
I don't know

I don't know, I don't know Feel diluted
I don't know, I don't know Feel diluted
I don't know, I don't know Feel diluted
I don't know, I don't know 

I don't know
I'm Digging holes in the ground 
Melancholic like my soul
Double backing like a bitch
Have em take over the ship
Trading places if you wish
End up tryna fall from cliffs
Sour eyes from all sides, all sides
Antiseptic for my spine, fuck trying
Like any step I take I'm stepping out of line
Keep bugging, shit my brain already fried
Arguing with, internal stimuli
They call it the schiz, whatever it is, they might not be lying 
Doing just fine, like shit, bottle pills on my side
Not going back for teeny tiny shit but I know they conspiring

I don't know, I don't know Feel diluted
I don't know, I don't know Feel diluted
I don't know, I don't know Feel diluted
I don't know, I don't know

I Don't Know, Feel Diluted (Prod. Landfill)

Lyrics:
Slowpoke do not eat
Slowpoke you don't eat
I don't wanna chop it up no more
These niggas weak
x2

Soldier name is Sybyr, 
Logging on the internet, blah
If yuu tryna come up,
Then there's the internet, wow
x2

Slowpoke do not eat
Slowpoke you don't eat
I don't wanna chop it up no more
These niggas weak
x2

Pull up in a bike, atv, rv
Moped, carry 7 cds-we not playing
I done said it, I done did it
With the fuckin research 
Read so many pages
probably make yuur back hurt
DIY, Unsigned, but really I'm unclassified 
Put the j down nigga, I cannot be unorganized 
& I'm gonna stack it up, 
Money gross, but it get us fed
Slept on the floor when they got me a bed
If yuu not dollar-speaking left yuu on read 

Slowpoke do not eat
Slowpoke you don't eat
I don't wanna chop it up no more
These niggas weak
x2

Slowpokes Do Not Eat (Prod. Landfill)

Brain shit, high priority, uh uh
Older niggas showing love, now it's nuh uh
Ugly side, showing off like uh uh
Runnin in the unknown, they go uh uh
I don't pop,  I'm prescribed, so I pop now
They inspired by a nigga, they ain't lying now
Crabs in a fuckin bucket, pour some water down
Yuu don't get no fucking break, yuu are locked Down
Beating breaks outta me? that don't solve nothing
Fists turn into knives, Imma carve somethin
Silent angry ass darkie, shit I'm onto sumn
Audacity tu put ya hand out, uh uh
If I'm tuu much then fuckin cut me off
Yuu don't need this shit, I don't need yuur shit
Yuu done made yuur point, mad evident 
I ain't going in a rage over fufu ass shit, uh
E, swear this shit is still my therapy 
Can't wait for them tu point everything that's wrong with me
Point me out like cutting fingers, knife game shit
Yeah that nigga Sybyr shedding on some lame shit
Brain shit, high priority, uh uh
Older niggas showing love, now it's nuh uh
Ugly side, showing off like uh uh
Runnin in the unknown, they go uh uh
Uh, uh
They don't need tu fake love, nah uh uh

Unh Unh (Prod. Landfill)

I done gave up on my niggas
Gave up on my niggas
-
I done gave up on my niggas
Ever felt like that?
...
Cause I'm done cutting slack

I done gave up on my niggas 
Imma need another j
I done gave up on my niggas 
Hella ways tu make a K


I done gave up on my niggas 
Bare minimum squad
Ain't no pats on the back
Unless I'm giving shawdy schlong 

I done gave up on my niggas

Gave Up (Prod. Landfill)

Featuring @win32

Lyrics:
There's no sense of time,
Very Blurred line ain't it
Waking up 7pm
put a strain on the-
World outside,
Dry my eyes
How the fuck am I crying
Life be super vibrant
'Myriad of trial & error in different areas
Cooking Ravioli but feinding into these pastas
I can't help myself until garbage dripping on  pavement
Save it , no no really, save it,  waiting, patience

Hard tu be so patient.

Sense Of Time (feat. Win32) (Prod. Landfill)

Lyrics:
No need tu lie this shit Lust, n it's nasty
I don't have nuts, that's how the slaves be 
Tuu many issues, deep in the psyche
So many sons tho, holding shit over me
Fuck being modest, so fuck yuur exposure
Yeah I'm tuu nice with it, go roll me over
Feel like a fib, grab the bulldozer 
Uproot the roots, stop fuckin with rollas
Imagine Dragons? Yuu know that I never heard
Selective hearing, crossout them buzzwords
Sit in the dark, must be my astrology 
Feel way tuu toxic, check the velocity
Thicker than syrup, dope viscosity 
Said I'm tuu humble, shuuld I be an ass?
If that's the case, not cut for this rap
Fuck yuu lil nigga, hush up lil bitch
I'm on my shit, fuck having teams
Guess I make music for edgy white teens
Fucking their older sisters like what's hananing?
So much envy at the world it's tuu maddening
Must keep working, never stopping it's maddening 
Don't like thinking shut the fuck up, keep practicing
Call me sour it's a shame it's relaxing
Popping antipsych tu keep me from spazzining
Keep composure act like 3 different people,
Fearing change? Luuk at yuu being feeble 
I don't wanna speak, I rather be touring
Sybyr not interesting that man be boring
Not with this heavy heat, I keep it scorching 
Lay on yuur back, go mini exploring
Pop it back in like a tape what she doin?
Worst fears, culminate, they keep brewing
Uh, prepared for the worst, already
Uh, collecting until, I spend it
Uh, this niggas mind is devilish
Uh, I stay up being rebellion

Maddening (Prod. Kiddbeatz & Krime Pays)

Anti-World: http://grewcrewmedia.com (@antiworldglobe)
bookings/email: jose@serranomanagement.com

EDIT 3/9/24: It's been nothing short of an incredible ride.

Latex Shawdy is out now on vinyl. Limited quantity. Purchase below. & No, I'm not changing the metadata name to Mac anything, lol, just had a fun revelation about life.

King Of Enigma

Mac Sybyr