I just might fold

Max Payne this shit off

Take a baretta and go for a drive with my fucking letter thats carved in a sawed-off

I'm so frightful

Xanax my brain too much

Anti-psychotics and dripping narcotics my fights are robotics technique is just parfact 

I'm a fucking work of art without the shirt mane, but im dripped in trash dead supply head to toe mane ->

Sane Psycho in the summer but this one's a bummer write meh, demon from the underworld with a  tight cape

I wield a nice cane, sheathed inside is a blade, sharpness of a life slain

Blood is a fuckin nice hey, running out your veins from a knife gave 

I like to make it titrate 

I like it on my clothes

I like it in the weather, raining on my hoes 

Drenched for the motherfucking show, I think we'll need a motherfucking boat 

I just met ya, make ya bleed by the rose 

I like it in the weather, raining on my hoes 

Drenched for the motherfucking show, I think we'll need a motherfucking boat

BLOODPAYNE (PROD. HIPPYJACK)

LYRICS:

Honestly I feel like I’m tryna marathon
In a pair of stilts 
Honestly I feel like I’m in peril still
Honestly Im 
Eatin bullets of survivors guilt
Honestly I hate the thought patterns I’ve built

San Leandro St and 73rd 
Coliseum bart 
Good luck trying to find a place to park
You’ll get bipped 
Stripped 
Then they’ll slang all your car parts
Stealing everything they can like your vehicle 
a Walmart 

You’ll find the skeleton of your whip 
Levitated
like criss angel 
above the Luxor 
Product of 
Trial and error

We ain’t making music cookie cutter
I’m a rapper
Where lyricism 
Is the front runner
Pacing back and forth 
In my head bi polar 
Cause when it comes to sabotage 
Im the curator 

My life flipped upside down
Like the crucifix of Saint Peter 
Got my dickies and low top Chuck Taylors 

People so hung up on exposure
Homie I just want composure
Gave up on seeking any kind of closure 
Saying these lyrics in the mic so my 
Intrusive thoughts can pass over


Honestly I feel like I’m tryna marathon
In a pair of stilts 
Honestly I feel like I’m in peril still
Honestly Im 
Eatin bullets of survivors guilt
Honestly I hate the thought patterns I’ve built


Tryna turn things around like I’m castling in chess
Got a lot
 I need to get off 
Of my chest 
Keep it pushing 
All these normies will never understand 

All this mayhem 
I’ve seen too much good 
Come to an end
Necked out the bottle 
Till the bottle necked me 
Used to leave my pain in the bottle neck

Some arbitrary residue and 
 hemoglobin seeped on the crewneck 
Tryna do whatever it takes 
To mask 
the death scent 

Doesn’t matter if you think you’re heaven sent
Not a single person 
can elude 
lifes death sentence 
Tryna have meaning with 
Every sentence 

Struggling everyday just to get by
Vilified 
Brain is fried 
Been in a bind 
Quite some time
Outta sight outta mind 
No longer 
The Miracle on Ice
Disappointment like 
the miracle on ice 

Despite all this on my mind
I’m still alive

Despite all the chaos
I was still born 
But not still born
Sometimes I wish I was just still born

survivors guilt (Prod. Three or Die)

CUZ I PLANNED IT w/ Jmattson & Notions [Prod. Fallen]

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I AM THE LAST OF THE DEMONS

ENDJINN IS SPITTIN LIKE IM FLYINING KINEVIL

JUMP 50 buSSES FOR THE TIME OF THE SEASONS

MY LIFE FLASHES BEFORE MY EYES IT IS TREASON

MY SOUL IS NOW BLEEDIN, THE SIGNS FUCK I NEED IT

SYMBOLS DRAWN ON THE GROUND MOUNTAIN IS NOW EVEN

MY RAPS ARE NOT TEASIN, THESE ARE THE FACTS PEER TO IT

IM BUILDING A PYRAMID CASTIN THE FEAR IN IT, jesus

PEAKING THROUGH UNDERWORLD, 'SIRUS IS SERIUS 

STARS ARE NOW WATCHING ME WRITING THIS STIRRY SHIT

COOKIN THE POT IM WHIPPIN UP THE EERIE SHIT

HORROR PICARD IM BEAMING UP A BLAIRY WITCH

MAKE HER MY GIRL, ILL GIVE HER THE PLANET

IM LIKE THE DEVIL CEPT I AM WORSE STANDIN

SCRIBIN MY NAME INTO CHEST I MAKE TYPO FOR CANDID ->

NO HONESTY LOST ME, SEE THROUGH YOU LIKE CAMERA


//
No honesty lost to me bitch, not out of the mana
Yeah, scriptz


SCRIBIN MY NAME INTO CHEST I MAKE TYPO FOR CANDID


TAKING THE PICTURES, IMA NEVER EVER HUMBLE

RAKIN THOSE SCISSORS, cut the body from the numb skull

WAKING THE RIVER, UNDERWORLD IS MY ONE HOME 

DONT YOU THINK YOU WANNA TAKE MY LIFE IN ONE FULL SWOP 

DATA'S AGAINST YOU, fuckin GAVE ME MY ONE MUV

IP MAN PETER PAN IM FLYING WITH THAT HUNG FU

wincH A BELT AROUND YOUR NECK IM AFTER THAT ONE TUNE

THAT IS TO CHANNEL THE underworld, the tongues through 

I met a  phYSIC HE SAID im so wonderful

Not wet my blade on an isnt it isnt so colorful,

Stained with the grey of the god its a puddle full 

STUTTER THOUGH? NAH MAN I SAY WHAT I WANt

IM LIKE A BOMB

FUSE ISNT SHORT BUT IM FULL OF THAT SOME

SHRAPNEL AND NAILS FOR ALL OF THESE BUMS

WORLD IS DYING AND IM WAKING UP

YEAh
Scriptz

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