produced by Zanda

Lyrics:

Verse 1:
On this road I walk alone till the end of days I’m solo
Caught inside these ups and downs tryna live my life in slow-mo
Misanthropic since the womb that’s why I’m ridin’ dolo
Lost my faith along the path I think my heart has gone cold

Overcome with apathy I’m stuck projecting it
Bleaker days on the horizon just accepting it
Grapple daily with these vices not defending it
Another day, another breath I’m fucking dreading it

Got an obligation to you all that’s why I keep on pushin’
Tryna serve as an inspiration to you know that that’s my purpose
Just know that I got my demons with me never said I’m perfect
Could flip a switch one day outta nowhere cause a mass disturbance

Solipsistic state
Know that I’m the only one
Narcissistic form
Hope none of you can relate

Solipsistic state
Know that I’m the only one
Narcissistic form
Hope none of you can relate

Verse 2:
On this road I walk alone till the end of days I’m solo
Caught inside these ups and downs tryna live my life in slow-mo
Misanthropic since the womb that’s why I’m ridin’ dolo
Lost my faith along the path I think my heart has gone cold

Overcome with apathy I’m stuck projecting it
Bleaker days on the horizon just accepting it
Grapple daily with these vices not defending it
Another day, another breath I’m fucking dreading it

Apathy conquers sympathy I cannot feel for no one
Caught between the parallels of life and death awoken
Slit my wrist so I could feel, I’m tryna live wide open
Losin’ my mind like Edgar Allan you feel my words in poems

Apathy conquers sympathy I cannot feel for no one (Solipsistic state)
Caught between the parallels of life and death awoken (Know that I’m the only one)
Slit my wrist so I could feel, I’m tryna live wide open (Narcissistic form)
Losin’ my mind like Edgar Allan you feel my words in poems (Hope none of you can relate)

bleak

ALL PLATFORMS

bleak (prod. Zanda)

Lyrics:

I could tell right when I meet you, know yo mama raised a bitch
Keep my distance from these pussies I don’t politik
Yo bitch she knows who daddy is that why she’s on my dick
I hit one time and then I’m out bitch I don’t reminisce

Write down all my woes up in my poems I must be speakin’ to ‘em
Peep this daily digest, you don’t like it, bitch I feed it to you
Life’s a bitch, I know you know, like shit I must be preachin’ to ‘em
Been to hell and back and lived to tell so bitch I teach it to you

I’m trapped inside eternal darkness callin’ this my "Wonderland"
Sky turn black in Amsterdam, you catch me in the nether lands
Killin’ all my idols slow is how I keep the upper hand
Move at my own pace still get the kills I ain’t no runnin’ man

I pull up in a brand new fit
Pussy boy you don’t mean shit
Take you off the Earth right quick
I’m probably finna fuck yo bihhhahhh—

So pull the curtains back for the showdown
Iron Mike Tyson finna throw down
Sinny got the flow to get the hoes down
Got the fans goin’ crazy in the hometown

Rip the stage the apart and steal the show lil bitch don’t make me laugh
They know I’m Man, the Myth, the Legend in the upper class
I’m uppercuttin’ punchin’ upwards got these pussies mad
King down in the underground and still I’m unsurpassed

UPPERCUT!

STREAM

UPPERCUT! (prod. Netuh)

Lyrics:

Hook:
Haymaker
When I hit him issa face breaker
Same paper
Bitch I know you pussies copy get a—
Straight razor
Through yo chest and send yo body into
Damnation
Return to nature when I hit you with the—

Haymaker
When I hit him issa face breaker
Same paper
Bitch I know you pussies copy get a—
Straight razor
Through yo chest and send yo body into
Damnation
Return to nature when I hit you with the—

Verse:
I hear ‘em talkin’ from the couch know he La-Z Boy
I did some time up in sandbox made me crazy boy
Yo favorite rapper in his feelings he a lady boy
Way he hold that pistol lookin’ kinda shaky boy

I’m takin’ shits with more steam than these rappers
Wanna be actin’ like he brand new but he not as dapper
Bitch I been up there and done it that’s the fact of the matter
Demon soldiers with the horns up on the ICOM chatter

I fuckin’ scream it till you get it do you understand
Forgotten soul I’m left behind traverse unholy lands
Bitch I’m the General, barrin’ none I be in high command
Firebrand, incite the riots ain’t no Promised Land

Hook:
Haymaker
When I hit him issa face breaker
Same paper
Bitch I know you pussies copy get a—
Straight razor
Through yo chest and send yo body into
Damnation
Return to nature when I hit you with the—

Haymaker
When I hit him issa face breaker
Same paper
Bitch I know you pussies copy get a—
Straight razor
Through yo chest and send yo body into
Damnation
Return to nature when I hit you with the—

HAYMAKER! (prod. FLEXATELLI)

Lyrics:

Russian AK get to drummin’, leave him gushin’
Whole squad of shoota’s and we layin’ down the scunion
Seven six two’s, catchin’ bodies by the dozen
Choppa like a zombie eat the insides out his stomach
Russian AK get to drummin’, leave him gushin’
Whole squad of shoota’s and we layin’ down the scunion
Seven six two’s, catchin’ bodies by the dozen
Choppa like a zombie eat the insides out his stomach

Peter Piper picking off these pussies one by one
Jumping out the bushes look if I was you then I would run
Makin' it hot as Takis pop and droppin' bodies by the ton
I ain't Russian but I rush in with that Russian (Gratatat)
Bitch I snap like Thanos
Clean the gun with drano
Quick to send your soul where yo fuckin' body can't go
I dont fuck with lames we are not the same bro
You do what you can and I do what you can't hoe
Bang!
Bitch you know my name
Sinizter I’m bringin’ all the pain-ah!

Russian AK get to drummin’, leave him gushin’
Whole squad of shoota’s and we layin’ down the scunion
Seven six two’s, catchin’ bodies by the dozen
Choppa like a zombie eat the insides out his stomach
Russian AK get to drummin’, leave him gushin’
Whole squad of shoota’s and we layin’ down the scunion
Seven six two’s, catchin’ bodies by the dozen
Choppa like a zombie eat the insides out his stomach

Party like it's 2020
I just bought the semi
Automatic packing like I'm camping but I’m in yo city-ah
Gritty I get fuckin' busy ain't no fuckn with me
Chopper spin'em like a fuckin' frisbee now he walkin' dizzy
Bitch I sleep in camo
On the creep like Rambo
Cross the line like flannel
You gon get dismantled
No Tekashi bitch I'm more like Ozzy meets Sopranos
Pockets full of ammo
Like I’m out the bando
Bang, bang
Bitch you know my name
Sinizter I'm eatin’ yo remains-ahhh

Russian AK get to drummin’, leave him gushin’
Whole squad of shoota’s and we layin’ down the scunion
Seven six two’s, catchin’ bodies by the dozen
Choppa like a zombie eat the insides out his stomach
Russian AK get to drummin’, leave him gushin’
Whole squad of shoota’s and we layin’ down the scunion
Seven six two’s, catchin’ bodies by the dozen
Choppa like a zombie eat the insides out his stomach

Russian AK (2024 Redux) [prod. FLEXATELLI + FlexCamp]

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