lullaby prod me

prod by me and https://soundcloud.com/mostunderrated123 

featuring https://soundcloud.com/eccntrx

lyrics:

(witch)
Eyes wide offa Dex
Water energies in my decks
think I’m ghostin on this stretch
take 2 more i feel the best

sorry i left u on read
took 2 much cant send a text
i cant get off of my bed
i think I’m relapsing again

i dont even know how to live, so i cannot be your friend
i got nothing left to give, dissociated since like 10
I’m feeling anchored to the silk and i dont wanna wake up
( i dont wanna wake up, i dont wanna wake up)

hold on to the lies u dont like tru things
i can not do u u cannot do me
if i blow up they gon act like they knew me
u a glass pane but u act like u see thru me
got ur nose up but u sound so fucking stupid
i just woke up in a dream everythings lucid
i cant throw up got the ball n i wont pass it
fuck wit se throw it up its dropping when i pass away
do the dash okay
i cant crash no way
Offa Dex imma climb a thousand plateaus
Bitch I’m past the astral plane where only god knows-knows
(i dont wanna wake up, i dont wanna make up)
Offa Dex and my eyes wide open, yh
fuck any other way to cope 
tell heaven I’m ready to go, I’m ready to go yeah yh

Dexxx w eccntrx (prod me & mur)

PRODUCED BY ME. MADE WHOLE SONG IN 2 HOURS<3

SHOPPING SPREE

Made it up (prod Bling)

MUSIC ADDICT

i dont wanna leave the crib with no buzz
ya im off tha dru-
i dont wanna leave the crib with no buzz
ya im off tha dru-

i cannot breathe
i need some oxygen
i cannot trust no
i cannot make no friends
smoke a bowl n im goin 2 bed

oxygen

Self Prod
Cover: DVN & ATIKI
Lyrics:

Spilling coffee on my champion hoodie'
It's 10:30 wake n bake my body said it's too early to burn tree
I'm smoking till my gas is on empty'
Ill press pause on the beat to let my baby rest her jaws'
N rest assured you aint ever getting outta my sight'
I spit ball the mic all night n write ah'
Type shit to make a Jit fight'
In the backrooms piping hoes i got 5 of em'
Wave bye to em, never get inside of em
Online relations but you thrive from em
Interviewing dead homies catch a vibe from em'
Check the clock again 2 11's time to hit the pen'
Looking my direction i aint conversating with yo friend'
Keep on talking i might lose my patience'
Fucking kill a rapist, taste his own medicine'
Ima 1 star doctor and yous, my patient'
But I'm done with that'
I'm done with the rapping, folder stacking'
mold replacing cheddar in my pocket'
Ya knocking at me, talking bad im breaking bags of hash n passing all my stash'
They asking who was that with hella packs he gotta mustache'
I'm back, I'm spazzing like my blick with the kickback'
He felt that, pad em on the back wit a nick nac'
A tic tac dick yo bitch couldn't have fit that'
What the fuck you wearing fit with the mismatch'
Oh shi, you look like you embarrassed bitch
Drag em by his shoes he sucked the white out my peppermint'
Kill yourself inside of a reboot van to try again'
Fuck rapping might be time for a rebrand'

KICKBACK! P. ATIKI

SICK 2 MY STOMACH

Proverbs 13:20 & Psalm 55:22

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Lyrics:

They saying that I’m the one
I’m bullish in the paint like Kris Dunn
I light em up like Obi-Wan
Jamaican boy with all these sons
Finessa boy, yeah I get it done
Spit on the mic, Elleonte Banton
Don’t need a hook I’m just talking
That real spill, I stay walking 
I see them flipping them packs, I could
And I’m from the ‘burbs, still good in the hood
I code switch so I ain’t misunderstood
And I’m praising God so I know when I’m good!
I got my bruddas and sistas with me
I’m loving them like they blood family 
Everybody locking in, they getting their cheese
If you ain’t tapped in, get away from me
Yeah, get away from the ones
Only helping nun
Life ain’t bout funds
Or it ain’t about fun
Your environment explain a lot
If they bring you down, gotta flee!
If you gon come around, have passion!
If you ain’t humble, then boy we finna be clashing!
You see the world but you relaxing
You’re playing with your life, I’m tryna get everlasting!
I’m waking up everyday “there’s gotta be more to this life”
Looking at the stats, they say I got 50% to keep my wife
These people don’t question and they don’t pray to the divine
All these drugs in the world, they taking them all, they said we gon be alright
But I ain’t tryna be “alright”!
Take the risk, I’m flight or flight
I’m knowing who up in the sky!
I’m tryna float, I’m tryna glide
I’m all over the place but you get the point and you know who I am!
If you’re in my circle that means you’re tryna go get your legacy stamped!

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Released: May 26th, 2025

Stamped! (Prod. Elleonte)

LAST SINGLE BEFORE THE ALBUM I FUCKING LOVE THIS SONG <3

THANK YOU SO MUCH BELLA FOR THIS COVER I LOVE IT SM  https://www.instagram.com/witchblood.3/
Lyrics: 

cause im a big stepper, black boots
see me dual guns
move pawns
red dot 
i piss rockets
shout out slaughternaut
dont give a fuck who's wrong
boom, the dude's gone
heater leave you sweatin so much
you'd think there's two suns (tucson)
bang my skull on the curb till i think of a lyric
you parasitic fuckin lice
blood suckin for something dripping
she suckin me like a spirit
my clique like monolithic
shoot holes up in yo civic
gon send yo ass to the clinic, bitch

pull up to the crib just to down a bottle with ease
23 beers deep im like bitch hand me the keys
melt em down, reshape em, like 1800 degrees
yuh im everything to them and they aint shit to me
shit like kamikaze
murder-suicide
take out me and you too
she like mewtwo with her thighs
pisces slice you to pieces but im a gemini
gambling with your life like rollin dice
i always get snake eyes
grab the cyanide
chuggin till i die
my demons exorcised
13th reason why
hang on razor wire
hang with poltergeists
"we hate retch, we hate the way he writes his lines"
we is you, you aint us, wish you were I

cause im a big stepper, black boots
see me dual guns
move pawns
red dot 
i piss rockets
shout out slaughternaut
dont give a fuck who's wrong
boom, the dude's gone
heater leave you sweatin so much
you'd think there's two suns (tucson)

bigger fish to fry like barracuda
steppin 10 toes down im like pirhana smokin cuban
cant even do shit without a producer and engineer
im a jack of all trades stackin hunnids up to my ears
aint just a rapper im a fuckin artist
do this for the bodies
through the darkness
hear the zombie walkin
pocket watchin 
just so retarded
turn the carpet from white to scarlet 
caught in spider's web
chrome blade sharpened
i stomp in prada cause

cause im a big stepper, black boots
see me dual guns
move pawns
red dot 
i piss rockets
shout out slaughternaut
dont give a fuck who's wrong
boom, the dude's gone
heater leave you sweatin so much
you'd think there's two suns (tucson)
bang my skull on the curb till i think of a lyric
you parasitic fuckin lice
blood suckin for something dripping
she suckin me like a spirit
my clique like monolithic
shoot holes up in yo civic
gon send yo ass to the clinic, bitch

Second Sun

yegaa - @ Meh / Celebrate

Recording Artist, Writer, Producer & Engineer

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