pretty sure i made this one before i even started releasing music but ppl seemed to really like it and wanted me to release it so :)

I just wanna say ily (Bonus Track)

Lyrics:

close minded, let me help you open it
third eye rip a hole in yo' skull
hallucinatin' seein shade of red wakin' up underneath a tombstone
walkin' out of the crypt
smoke blowin' out in the air
start chokin', karma's a bitch
grab a glock with a switch, put it up to my forehead
mornin', body found in a ditch 
cruisin' down the interstate all i see is some road-kill
lost my sense of self try to find it bottom of cocktails
try to load the mag but trigger finger just cant hold still
want a feature but dont wanna pay me then its no deal
gold finish
on the barrel play my cards like go fish
fold snitches if they talkin' shit always go all in
sold your soul just to get aired by every artist you hit up
sip spirits by the litre make every victory pyrrhic
g-u-n in my c-o-a-t 
look around, mice all i see
imma stay the same 'til i d-i-e
you can bite the dust when i swerve in a bentley
t-o-x-i-c but she love it venom in my vocals
can't focus 'till i count my totals
presidents only people 'round me, antisocial

see the glass half empty even when it's overflowing (overflowing)
talkin' shit until i come in weapon toting 
life in a spiral, i'm trippin' don't know how i'm staying focused
but i know a dead man can't say shit with his dome on the road
decapitating actors acting abset minded tryna seem how retch is
when the semi automatic impact him, gone from the picture
you gon' need a spinal tap to test your brain for amnesia 
cause you always repeating lyrics, lines and flows i think you need it
every knot i tie i think it can't hold the weight of my pockets
kick the chair don't even dangle think that god wants me alive
don't even try to test me again, i'm done with second chances
steppin' out of the building, blood on my hands i let it dry
see the glass half empty even when it's overflowing (overflowing)
talkin' shit until i come in weapon toting 
life in a spiral, i'm trippin' don't know how i'm staying focused
but i know a dead man can't say shit with his dome on the road

ANTISOCIAL

Recorded this when i was sick :(

Lyrics:

half dead brother of the cousin of death
insomnia, insanity i feel a pain in my chest
i feel like im chokin without takin a breath
poppin pills to keep me happy, call that takin my meds

Cyanide sippin', throat drippin', don't hold my tongue when i speak
Keep a heater like it's july, hiding it in my tattered jeans
My life so bleak without the shrieks of the weak
Take a peak into my soul the colour black all you see
pullin rabbits out the hat way i trick em misdirection
i pull up grippin smith and wesson
start stompin' a pussy's head in
leave him deafened
no discretion he fuck around, that's procession
not a threat, that's a censure
to ensure his ass learns a lesson


I got some blood on my shoe think i stepped on a nerve
been sippin on that poison, seein god
hemoglobin erode the curb
you pussies better watch and learn or get murdered, bitch this the purge
minor fuck up all i need to put a pussy in the dirt
he fallin in the grave
i dont fuck with none of you all these pussy bitches lame
put the k to his temple then pull the trigger, skully break
i did what takes a lifetime in a day-r-e-t-c-h
the last face you see 'fore you decay
dump you in the
pacific ocean, specific with how i rip you open
surgical with it, but no emotion when the medication laced
hoppin in the whip, lane switchin, drive like i stole it
put 2 dots in his ass like semicolon
He fuck with us
Might run it up
Just do it for the check
I never give a fuck
My feelings numb
I pull up, slice his neck
That mothafucka chew him up and spit him out like bubble gum
I come correct
Thats double fun
Takeshi with it
Don't see the sun
I like the cold


Cyanide sippin', throat grippin', don't hold my tongue when i speak
I keep a heater like it's july, hiding it in my tattered jeans
My life so bleak without the shrieks of the weak
Take a peak into my soul the colour black all you see
pullin rabbits out the hat way i trick em misdirection
i pull up grippin smith and wesson
start stompin' a pussy's head in
leave him deafened
no discretion he fuck around, that's procession
not a threat, that's a censure
to ensure his ass learns a lesson ay yuh

SOULLESS

Prod. Zyller and Zepelin :) i love this beat so much

Cover by minxx :D  https://linktr.ee/fizzyminx

Lyrics:

[hook]
muhfuckas cant do what i do (what i do)
the glock i cock back and i shoot it
stolen valor fit, salute
retch drop another hit, whats new bitch?
always been a pessimist
that shits just in my roots
they callin me sadistic
im just cynnical
yo bitch got all my songs on loop
dead skin, maggots crawl
the parasites up in your skull
face up on the asphalt
been seein red like a bull
brain scattered across the wall
i've always been unlikable
the pipeline
i do it for the people, for the grapevine

[verse]
sold my soul, yo role model lookin up to me
my lungs like burnt coals, i silence him - apostrophe
been smokin on charcoal, you bitches all just wannabes
i got a piece
i hit him with the stick i drain him like a leech
walkin round im stumlin
trippin dont know where the fuck im at
been sippin on vodka
need the strong shit to forget bout the past
come to my senses, bloody knuckles im fuckin up a motormouth
you want my autograph? i thought i was the one you couldnt stand
smoke so much ash cant fit in an urn
bridges burn
cutting ties
they try to take what i earned
muhfuckas never learn
turnin a blind eye to worms
watch em squirm and write 
like the early bird in the dirt (ay)
DVD logo put you in a corner hit you in the side
DID i go loco you pussies nun but livin lies
Like an IED blowin up london bridge is fallin down
Or unabomber - gonna send you to the sky

[bridge was freestyled/adlibbed and i cba to transcribe it]

[hook]
muhfuckas cant do what i do (what i do)
the glock i cock back and i shoot it
stolen valor fit, salute
retch drop another hit, whats new bitch?
always been a pessimist
that shits just in my roots
they callin me sadistic
im just cynnical
yo bitch got all my songs on loop
dead skin, maggots crawl
the parasites up in your skull
face up on the asphalt
been seein red like a bull
brain scattered across the wall
i've always been unlikable
the pipeline
i do it for the people, for the grapevine

[repeat of bridge]

PIPELINE

New Sound du 12 Août 2025 ce son tourne à 80 Bpm
Bonne écoute Peace !

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Hip Hop Forever !

New Sound from August 12, 2025, this track runs at 80 BPM.
Enjoy listening, Peace!

MasseRecords.

Hip Hop Forever!

Projet 1417 UnknowProd M.R. FEAT. RETCH 80 BPM MAST. L.P._.logicx.

Bodeine Brazy (prod. RA)

Had this for a while and just got to recording it! let me know if it's wack or you like it!!

Ain't No Circus 1.5

i love this beat sm 

dont have any cover art rn
[[LYRICS]]:

[Me]
makin green and sippin purple but this aint gta
speed demon, gtr speedin', road head ask her how the d taste pussy wanna fuck with me i pick apart his ribcage
stackin' chips way i make his bones crunch - frito lay
know that i dont fuck with nobody that copy imitations
i feel like roddy way i been gettin' rich and runnin campaigns banana clip like plantains, it peel 'em
a blank slate i'm leavin him
you feign pain like a demon
fuck it might relapse just for the fun of it, stumblin'
how you gonna do this shit for the guap but make none of it hit after hit i'm higher than benny paret, dyin' in scrimmage The try to fuck with the kid a muhfucka seein tunnel vision|yo' shit synthetic, polyester, you got your brand from shein i'm rockin louis v, leather - no PU, so loud make 'em scream if you lived like me you'd get used to the smell of quarters
the growl from eating disorder reason i can't even breathe my shit fucked

[Ako]

it’s survival of the fittest, take his teeth out like a dentist 
mix the opps up with my drugs like walter white, bitch i’m a chemist
they so mad, they ride my D, yeah they can’t do it independent 
i’m stomping you out on the cement 
you so mad at the way that i present
my existence doesn’t need reason 
sick of all these pussies thinking they demons
you ain’t spitting that heat bitch, yeah you barely is steaming
wes craven i leave em screaming
freddy kruger, haunting you while you is dreaming 
you ain’t believing the shit that you say
never speaking the truth, that is a treason 
let us not pretend, that you ain’t switching up like the flip of a coin 
shit is annoying
i try avoiding
but they stay toying
till i am boiling 
shit ain’t enjoying
they keep exploiting
build and destroying till i implode 
make him bite the curb, now im stomping out right in the road
put a opp in my blunt just before i roll
bitch

SURVIVAL OF THE FITTEST (w/ Ako - Prod. WXRST)

BLEHHHHH
Prod. Crwdxd he's actually awesome check him out :D
Cover by FIZZYMINXX

WRAITH W/ d4nii [Prod. Crwdxd]

TARGET

Producer and rapper, barely ever use soundcloud
Socials -https://retchmusic.carrd.co

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