Thanks for letting me be apart of this brother 🖤

original beat comes from this mix:
https://soundcloud.com/where_swans-will_weep/untitledmix1
This song was created under the Creative Commons License. I don't intend to make money off of this song , however, I've wanted to re-mix the first 
beat with lyrics and add onto it.
Mr swans.
Let's work on music together.
@where_swans-will_weep
LYRICS:
MY LUNGS DISINTERGRATE LIKE CIGARETTE ASHES
I DON'T APPEAL TO EVERYONE BITCH MOTHERFUCK THE FUCKING MASSES
MY FIELD IS THE SHADOWS AND I'M CREEPING FROM THE CREEK
GOT A PROBLEM WITH US? WE'LL SHOW YOU WHERE THE SWANS WILL WEEP
CREEPING IN THE DARK ROAD
WATCH THE RAIN FALL
ALTHOUGH MY SOCIAL CIRCLE IS SMALL , MY INFLUENCE IS TEN FOLD
MOTHERFUCK YOUR FAVORITE ARTIST THEY ALL SOUND THE MOTHERFUCKING SAME
AIN'T NOBODY MORE CONSISTENT AND MORE HARD HITTING THEN FUCKING SLAIN
MOTHERFUCK ALL THE DRUGS , THEY JUST FRY UP YOUR BRAIN
IF YOU NEED SUBSTANCES TO BE CREATIVE , THEN YOU'RE FUCKING LAME
ALL OF MY CHILDHOOD FRIENDS GOT HOOKED UP ON DRUGS , NOW THEY AIN'T THE SAME
NOW THEIR EVERLASTING MEMORIES ARE STARTING TO FADE AWAY
AND THEY ALL GREW UP TO BE ABSOLUTELY NOTHING
INJECT THEMSELVES WITH HEROIN SO THEY COULD FEEL SOMETHING
FOUR IN THE MORNING , I COULD HEAR THEM FUCKING CALLING
TELLING ME WITHOUT ME THEY WILL KEEP ON FALLING 
BUT I DON'T REALLY NEED THEM IN MY MOTHERFUCKING LIFE
BITCH GIMME A BREAK
I JUST NEED MY PEACE OF MIND
GOTTA GET AWAY FROM BAD HANDS , I MIGHT JUST BOOK A FLIGHT
IMMA DISAPPEAR INTO THE FOG AND THAT IS ON SIGHT
WALKING IN THE DARK TUNNEL AND I STILL DON'T SEE THE LIGHT
GOTTA WAKE UP EVERY DAY JUST TO PUT UP A FIGHT
NO MASK , JUST ME WITH A BLADE ON MY LAP
GHOULPOSSE , BLACK TONGUE , WE'RE ALWAYS READY FOR COMBAT
READY TO ATTACK
AND WE MIGHT JUST OVERLAP
ANY DAMAGE THAT'S INFLICTED ON YOU AND THAT'S A FUCKING FACT
BITCH YOU'RE FRAUD
YOU'RE SO FUCKED
IN THE GRAND SCHEME OF THINGS
WEARING TINFOIL CAPS
DON'T YOU EVEN TALK TO ME
BITCH DON'T HIT UP MY MOBILE PHONE
THAT'S YOUR OWN PROBLEM TO SOLVE
IF YOU TRY TO NAG ME ON ABOUT IT , I WILL MAKE SURE THAT YOU DISSOLVE
LEAVE YOU OUT IN THE FOREST TO BE CONSUMED BY THE HORDE
AND I'LL SCARE YOUR SURROUNDINGS DOWN TO THE CORE
BLACK TONGUE

TheBanshee ( Prod. Where Swans Will Weep )

thank you for listening

visual:
https://youtu.be/9z0naVDpF8M

my links:
bit.ly/3FwsMQr

reptilian god mana:
https://soundcloud.com/realreptoidshit

kruddtheguru:
https://soundcloud.com/kruddtheguru

mixed & mastered by alfon zaaberg:
https://soundcloud.com/alfonzaaberg

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trees, reptilian god mana, & kruddtheguru - proTech

Ok this is the last one for a bit

Etch scriptz red right into the stud
Feelin necromorphic I'm like death without the love 
Tripped up brain, sanity is deranged 
Ima cut three mohfuckin blue veins 
And Im different, born without the kinship
I'm singing with the devil
breathing out some slicky sin hymns
yeah I'm him him, demi-urge with an urge to break my limits
Marionette my soul, know ill kill u from the beginning
Yeah, yeah
scriptz...
Capital by the hope indebted heaps
Dragging up my dreams with my 1 thousand-stepped feet 
Ill defeat, all these pre-Madonna fuck boi enemies 
Several MIA corpses dragged horseman down the street
oh I'm me, shimmy shankin fools with psychonality 
Im gonna mac a tool, take his toolie and his fuckin beach 
Im like a beat - cosmic answer with hysterical sophistry 
the senate sent me with an AK and a blade to call my keeps  
Making an answer days, 7th ring-hell is in a daze
We're comin compatible with plays
Under-underground fame 
Saying what we want in speech bleach what we uphave  
from the mud and the shadows, rick-jaw grudge, down the strate
I'm creepin down the stairs up on ya with a ink blot flame
Writing scriptz into the stud,
Branding pale horse with my name
I never maim what I ride
Another horseman out his lane
on a white steed dont trust me we're light-ly insane

BLANK STEED (PROD. NXMERCY)

Love you all🪉

Written & Produced by: Van Lawson
Mixed by: Daftsins & Van Lawson
Mastered by: Daftsins

IG: @lovefromlawson & @daftsins

LYRICS:

That boy T said it nice
I’m Mr. Lonely for life
I use the mic to feel right
These words my friend for tonight 
Can’t see no love in my sight
It’s always dark when I right
They ask how you feel tonight
And I just say I’m aight
And every time it’s a lie
The bags circle my eyes
They may be wide but not bright
Cuz I ain’t feeling aight

I just want someone to tend
Got so much love I can spend
Your company you can lend
For one night let’s pretend
(Fuck am I talking about?)
Putting myself up for rent
This typa shit I condemn
I just ain’t feeing aight
What kinda man am I am?
I should cancel the plans
And put the pen in my hand
Just talk it out, make a plan
This void I cannot defend
It’s fucked my attention span
I guess this music will mend
Until the song ends.

Tell me when it’s all gonna change
I’d love it that way 
Tell me if it all washed away
Would I be okay?
Would I be okay? Yeah?
Would I be okay?
Would be okay? Yeah?

Tell me when it’s all gonna change…

i, Alone

80 hunnid ways when I float thru outer space
Bitch you you think you gangsta 
But you just been outta place
Call yourself Souljah 4nem croc they don’t relate
You call yourself Souljah 
cuz you working for the state
I call myself Kaso cuz I’m only bout my pay
You been older than me 
but you are not making plays 
I could bet my life that you just cut yourself with blades
Bitch I used to be there
But you molfuckin late
You are not a man
You an emo teen that’s baked
Off of fucking drugs that are prolly fucking laced
You ain’t getting played
So you Tried to bot my plays
I’m about my business try that shit
I’ll get you played
You ain’t for this business you a molfuckin lame
You are not a gangster 
just because ur homies bang
You are just a weirdo 
you just got your own place
You been stress eating prolly every other day
Posting food up on your shit because you overweight
Bitch I’m fat too you could see it in your face
This the only pill that you wont be able to take
After all this said and done 
Yo ego all this breaks
Step up to my house 
223 up to yo face
556 and legal mags is all it fuckin takes

Whatever I’m doing got you molfuckin stressed
Bitch I’m fat too, 
but these bitches gave me head
I just gave you clout, but you molfuckin dead
Sending friends into my DMs cuz you fuckin sped
When you touch a pen the only time you touching led
Every girl you ever touch is only going les
Only thing you finna do is thru the internet
I ain’t nothing like you homie they ain’t gotta check
Fuck em cuz they know me homie
You is just a wreck
You calling me me “white” 
But I’ll prolly leave you red

SPACEMEN (PROD. GRANDMASTAFUNK)

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