


BajaFlexx:

I'm lookin at the mirror bruh, i don't like who i see
swing on my own face and shit, reflection beggin me please
man feelin im drowning in the bottom, god damn restless sea 
man i got to much bullshit stuck in my head, i think im going crazy 

i don't need typa weed damn
i just need your fucking sympathy damn,
now she sucking dick she a fuckin leach damn
hole in my head, watch me fucking leak damn damn 


yeah damn 
i feeling under the weather, my bad what did you wanted say?
dont wana hear your life endeavor 
still tryin to stacking up the plate 
i just want everybody just to suffin 
you wana be talking about faith 
i believe the world could be better 
still nothing never changes tho
prayin still nothing never changes tho


dont need no-fucking-body, be talking about me because they end up decease
jumpin the party, im shootin everybody, i dont give a fuck about if they beggin please,

double wrap my blunt no giving no fuck, if they find me, ill shoot and ill shoot
any mothafucka wana try me lil bitch, ill find u and snipe u like its black ops 2 

i dont know what you said, i cant feel my brain 
tell me want she told you, i know your baby
my feel my soul separating, doubled cup codeine 
that bitch making up a scene i think she in love wit me 

i pour codeine on my single cup, double cup, add that shit
running out of my blunt, i bout cum, making her split 
blowing my brains my blood become an art, you still end up wit the stains 
watch me fall apart 


Trap! (prod.sladerr x Lancey foux)

LYRICS:

I WANNA REMOVE MY BRAIN STEM
FROM MY SPINE
IT’S THE ONLY WAY THAT LIFE MAKE SENSE
IF I DIE
I WOULD NEVER HAVE TO FEEL WHAT YOU GAVE
AND IT’S A COUPLE OF YOU WHO OWE ME A MISTAKE
I FEEL GREAT
I DON’T NEED TO SELF INFLICT PAIN
CAUSE EVERYONE ELSE MAKE SURE IT’S ALL I TAKE
IT’S SO REAL, THAT I MUCH I CAN SAY
I WANNA FEEL SOMETHING ANYWAY

I WANNA TAKE YOU OUT, JUST DROP YOU DOWN
THE WHOLE WORLD WILL HEAR YOU HIT THE GROUND
YOU A JOKE, AND A SICK ONE I HAVE FOUND
WHAT’S A LIFE IF IT KICKS YOU WHILE YOU DOWN?
WHO NEEDS ENEMIES WHEN I’VE GOT FRIENDS LIKE YOU?
I CAN’T BELIEVE THE STUPID SHIT YOU CHOOSE
I’M INSIDE OF MY CELL, AS PER DESIGN
WANNA BREAK YO BRAIN STEM FROM YO SPINE

WHO NEEDS ENEMIES? (PROD. CXRPSE)

Used to be a friend of death until they prevented death
Cables in my stomach made my digestion reject them meds
That trauma it sent me there it cost me fucking head 
It cost me fucking flesh I cover flesh so they don’t stare
Dye my hair to change my look so I don’t see my fucking self
Rip my hair out of my head coz I don’t feel my fucking self 
Cutting into my flesh just so that I can feel something else 
Then covering up my flesh so that they don’t think I need their help  

Everynight I stay up pray that I don’t wake up
These thoughts they fucking take up so much room I turn to razors
Just to erase all these faces that I’m facing everyday
It’s making my face look the palest the safest place is in my grave
Huh I just keep pretending now that all my pain has ended now
All my thoughts have exit out but fuck that I dissect them out
They said they would check on me but now coffin’s they checking out
Tryna see if I would fit but nah fuck that my legs stick out
 
Used to be a friend of death until they prevented death
Cables in my stomach made my digestion reject them meds
That trauma it sent me there it cost me fucking head 
It cost me fucking flesh I cover flesh so they don’t stare
Dye my hair to change my look so I don’t see my fucking self
Rip my hair out of my head coz I don’t feel my fucking self 
Cutting into my flesh just so that I can feel something else 
Then covering up my flesh so that they don’t think I need their help  

Blood spill out like Zinfandel worshipping nah infidel
Tell me bout your heaven nah fuck that because I live in hell
Take these pills then sink and tell my therapist I’m living well 
Lies in all my words just so that I can hide all my intel
Don’t try and depend on me I don’t even depend on me (no I don’t)
They think that they know me well I don’t even know me well (no I don’t)
They keep tryna engage with me l keep that 12 gauge on me (ay)
Blam all of them slugs into my brain there ain’t no fucking saving me

i don't know me anymore (Prod. Outworld)

mixed and mastered by heist
prod: @cxrpse x @khalil

lyrics //

dead star trooper, with a ruger ima killa
drop dead to the beat 
it gon feel just like a thriller
posted up right at yo addy, strapped up 
9 .mili meter
vodka sipping 
yeah my cup is filled up to the liter

you a target where you walking 
is where im finna shoot
feel like travis scott im sicko 
better gimmie all the loot
at the funeral i saw that pussy boy, dressed in a suit
yeah my shootas caught em at the red light 
wet up like a pool
what it do?
bodies drop 
when i pop up out the roof
im a dog, yeah im rabid 
like i came up out the zoo
if i hear you fucking speak 
i knock that boy right out his shoes
see the veins start showing 
stomp his face until its blue

blacked out in the civic 
you wont see me fucking coming
he was hella tough 
until my rifle had him running
doing laps like its track
if i miss we run it back
decompose his body head to toe 
there wont be shit intact

dead star trooper, with a ruger ima killa
drop dead to the beat 
it gon feel just like a thriller
posted up right at yo addy, strapped up 
9 .mili meter
vodka sipping 
yeah my cup is filled up to the liter

you a target where you walking 
is where im finna shoot
feel like travis scott im sicko 
better gimmie all the loot
at the funeral i saw that pussy boy, dressed in a suit
yeah my shootas caught em at the red light 
wet up like a pool

#WEPOSTEDUPATYOADDY [PROD. CXRPSE X KHALIL]

Lyrics:

Feeling like the furthest one from living
Raw, found undead
Sawin off a smith & wesson

[Prod. Goth Helma]

Deprived mind, eyeliner
hind sight, gettin high, lighter
I'm floatin
flyin down the I-5, 
hoe like dick with her mocha
ain't shy with ya muzzle, gon align yourself in a choke
line up with them folks
fire! fire!
took out the row

Side-step out the ocean
coudn't slide da neck out the rope

tide rise at my motion
rhines, spines, ride down da coat
signal them the okay n its 9x on the scope
fuck the hive lets take out the host

attitude at altitudes, I hadda elevate.
To aperture its fake, shawty carry all that cake
I'm shakin plates like putting pangea back in the game
ugh.. agony point the finger, show me one to blame

[White Zombie 1932]:

Beaumont: Zombies!
Legendre: Yes, they are my servants. Did you think we could do it alone? In their lifetime, they were my enemies.

the fault on you, though it fall on two 
Break the promise, never follow through
They said I’m hollow, true.
Shewin offers, refusin their daily dues
treating my love like pay-per-view
doves choking on pollution, coat across the pavement, angels leaving too

chillin in the catacomb
look around at nothing, close,
sit and pile bones
made a throne that no-one knows
met a couple spirits then I had to let em roam
Ay! Don't get too close, ha
Ion need no clone

face the repercussion
that's a quick concussion

Im in the func, no russian
I can feel the funk, but plus it
deduct that I shouldn't dust it off
hang with bad bitches like I'm studyin a broad

Sought too many trinkets
stacking my ship till it sinking
n yeah I heard what you thought
don't give a fuuck what you thinking
keep me inside of your scope,
like I'm the buck of the season
No body, 
nobody give a fuuuck where I leave him

Feeling like the furthest one from living
Raw, found undead
Sawin off a smith & wesson
Feeling like the furthest one from living
Raw, found undead
Sawin off a smith & wesson

attitude at altitudes, I hadda elevate.
To aperture its fake, shawty carry all that cake
I'm shakin plates like putting pangea back in the game
ugh.. agony point the finger, show me one to blame

Warlock (prod. Goth Helma)

I'm the Reaper; I'm the clean-up crew
I can't sleep, the dreams I have to lose keep repeating, there's nothing new.

Lyrics: 

Say that he the coldest soul
I heat the scythe..
when you makin deals with the devil
I get to keep the prize..

dont need acknowledgment,
shape my craft and keep polishin,
lurkin in the shadows, alleyways, the part of you thats shallowest

my flock a murder, disperse em,
do shit they never heard of,
curve em, kick the curb,
as the curfew hit, hadda break the burner,
burn a bridge, I though that shit was sturdy?
flip the certainty, then certainly
I'm deservin of all the hurt that burden me

I see clearly 
I see perfectly 
Fuck the fame, give the Earth to me
I'd make that purchase purposely,
deceit decided,
Reversin purpose,
perceive me evil with devices,
your pincers bite like the beetle
I let them pierce beside that

I hadda peel my mind back
the frozen steel design, combine stats
define the impact
slug a vinyl, need my line scratched
living corpse, constant bleed, no IFAK
left me laying in the field
decomposing inbetween the lilacs

riding my dick like it came with a pedal
seen keying the metal
seek peak and they revel.

pebbles skipping passed, lakes weep,
heated kettle..screech.. 
you can't take that path..
I can't find a version of speech that don't lead to wrath

Say that he the coldest soul
I heat the scythe..
when you makin deals with the devil
I get to keep the prize..

Eat his words
chew it up, n swallow pride
suppose its easy reachin peace of mind,
prefer they pick apart a piece of mine,

empty husk, try the lease next time
sex at dusk since when have I been bonified?
clutch the hilt, don't know decline
all the shit I felt, all fell from lies
feel the felt, and belt my neck,
sell your life, I'm forced to buy the rights from Beelzebub

Check the pay stub,
always packing from the waist down
sacrilegious, multi-genre, 
urgent, help em make rounds
hood to hide my skull,
but my cadence made up the last town
hella chicks I shoulda asked out
but smoked the eighth and passed out

from clown to jester,
told y'all that I hadda elevate
the future of my fate is vacant,
pushin through to make my place,
ride with death like Basquiat, 
only thang that change my day,
we both got flower in our vases,
but I'm burnin, it don't smell the same

Say that he the coldest soul
I heat the scythe..
when you makin deals with the devil
I get to keep the prize..

Alive in Death... (prod. Goth Helma)

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I kill under pressure, combust when I'm stressed
Allergic to you, I'm allergic to shit
Ready to view, I ain't ready to sit
Sicker than COVID, I'm ready to kill anybody
Any motherfucker
Any politician and your mother's mother
And your brother's sister, and your father too
Any citizen can get it too
Spin the block like a carousel
I don't care if he white, black, brown or blue
I wanna pull up and give em hell
Erase the nigga like Doctor Doom
I got a stick and it stick to you
I'm like a tick cause I'm in your skin
Run up a bag and run up my mileage
J got a bitch in my whip
I been on the run and I been in the whip, still running through the wall like an animation
I account for that I cannot be persuaded when I'm smoking and offered malice compensation
I cannot agree or show any sympathy to people around me who sit and get complacent
Laziness is still an addiction like the shit they prescribe when you get diagnosed
I'm on a roll, the police coming and I got a pole
The police coming, I'm on a roll
The police coming and I got a *BLAM BLAM BLAM BLAM*

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@bruhmanegoddd @ssjcxrpse @enarukiri
prod @mathiastyner
ON ALL PLATS!
thanks to @enarukiri for open
art by me
https://genius.com/Poisoned-idgaf-lyrics
i have a song with brummy and sports

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idgaf ft. bruhmanegod, cxrpse + neevah [mathiastyner]

Soft ass bitch 
Worried bout a single man dying but genocide you motherfuckers wont say shit
RIP the kid, yall dont really get the message and questions what got him split
Even if you did, caught up in politics, policy, churches and dread
Tears wont be shed, off of an audio sheeple divided, we’re dead
No hope for the masses, indoctrinated from all of your classes
Not even worth caskets, none of you being saved during the rapture
Praying to Saturn, satanists running this place a disaster
None of it matters, we’re playing this game and repeating a pattern
False Gods, fuck your belief, cant practice what you preach
Hats off to the naive, Ill never get the glee 
Pissed off, let's kill a priest, ritual symphony Im not herding the sheep but I'll still split the sea
Its the Ouija
Hearing constant static as I’m stepping through your tv
I think that Ive had it, join Abaddon, end the season
End all of this treason, congregate with demons
The human race is rabid these savages have no reason
Bow to the O shrine pedestal, Missing with rap criminals tapped into hell
Havent hit a blunt in a minute skunk stuffed up in it
Stunted off the jump since a jit punk lil kid Im the villain

False Sense of Reality

VIRUS (w/Nibxl x Afourteen) {prod.Wendigo}

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