Down to Hell (Explicit)

tone

land of the dead

heaven's gate (ft lumizray)

This is the sixth of 7 songs which will be released as an EP titled, "The Lost Voice of Collin Springs," all written during my 11-day stay at an abusive mental inpatient facility. This is the sixth track, "THE CALL FROM THE CHAPLAIN," which illustrates my relationship with the chaplain at the facility. Please listen through the entirety of the track and comment with advice, criticisms, or praises. Thank you for listening to and considering my production!

My call from the chaplain, mm
Was very rationed, mm
First taste on Thursday, mm
The next on Sunday, mm
Thought I knew everything, ahh
Til' I met the chaplain, ahh
Told me of commandments, ahh
And how to handle 'em, ahh

The chaplain sat me up and told me a lot
The chaplain picked me up and brought me back to god
A man who brings God to a Godless home
He preached the word to make us whole

Once I learned a little, mm
Got back to my bible, mm
God told me of another world, mm
That wasn't hate filled, mm
Yearned to escape, ahh
But God chose patience, ahh
God's will became my way, ahh
Learned throughout my stay, ahh

The chaplain sat me up and told me a lot
The chaplain picked me up and brought me back to god
A man who brings God to a Godless home
He preached the word to make us whole

On my last Thursday, mm
I cried the night away, mm
He finished my teaching, mm
I cherished him dearly, mm
Left a note in my bible, ahh
His final lesson, ahh
Was to find communion, ahh
Make a holy union, ahh

The chaplain sat me up and told me a lot
The chaplain picked me up and brought me back to god
A man who brings God to a Godless home
He preached the word to make us whole

THE CALL FROM THE CHAPLAIN

goatharem ft. HaLfDeAd - FAKIN PROD. NUKECHAMBER

Why we keep on only making hits dudz?

Jack Anon (Hook):

spendin (spend it), stackin (stack), bitch, I'm packin (hey)
like a shelf, I'm always rackin (grrrah)
got a foreign, in the back, and
all these niggas lack (lack)
got a foreign, in the back, and
all these niggas lack (lack)

spendin (spend it), stackin (stack), bitch, I'm packin (hey)
like a shelf, I'm always rackin (grrrah)
got a foreign, in the back, and
all these niggas lack (lack)
got a foreign, in the back, and
all these niggas lack (lack)

Jack Anon (Verse):

hoppin out the royce with rolls on my wrist (ice)
takin shots at the ops bang bang, niggas miss
family need to be fed
middle finger to the feds
cookin from a until zed
get in my way, you'll be dead
I think enough has been said (Nigga Missed)
gettin the dope and I twist
why you niggas actin pissed
walk in the club, and I'm lit (woah)
hop in the lambo, round corners, I drift (skrrrrrrr)
swerv to the block and give shotta a lift (oh)

Jack Anon (Hook):

spendin (spend it), stackin (stack), bitch, I'm packin (hey)
like a shelf, I'm always rackin (grrrah)
got a foreign, in the back, and
all these niggas lack (lack)
got a foreign, in the back, and
all these niggas lack (lack)

spendin (spend it), stackin (stack), bitch, I'm packin (hey)
like a shelf, I'm always rackin (grrrah)
got a foreign, in the back, and
all these niggas lack (lack)
got a foreign, in the back, and
all these niggas lack (lack)

NetNobody (Verse):

million NPC's, all up over me
talkin bout, vision when they can't see
bitch, please
navigators through the ether, my crew rocks the finest leather
rulers destined by the feather, gold up on the throne I've gathered
never bothered by the cattle
my crew on the battle
cry inside the lambo
talk without the ammo, watch yourself get handled
blow what I earn in a night on these flights for my queen
making thots wanna fight, uhh
(Yeah yeah yeh)
(Woah woah  yeh)
(Yeah yeah yeh)
(Woah woah) 

Jack Anon (Hook):

spendin (spend it), stackin (stack), bitch, I'm packin (hey)
like a shelf, I'm always rackin (grrrah)
got a foreign, in the back, and
all these niggas lack (lack)
got a foreign, in the back, and
all these niggas lack (lack)

spendin (spend it), stackin (stack), bitch, I'm packin (hey)
like a shelf, I'm always rackin (grrrah)
got a foreign, in the back, and
all these niggas lack (lack)
got a foreign, in the back, and
all these niggas lack (lack)

Doqtor Q (Verse:)

i might never grow up
but i'm gonna grow op
hopping outta the coupe
that be fresh out the lot

hopping out with a ten
she give top we just friends
she say i look like jesus
while we committing sins

pinky, neck, dripping
boars tooth i've been given
nobody, stay living
we gotta stay winning 

lived through summers
that would see you bummy 
people see me
acting funny
bitch you see me dripping
i ain't running

i ain't running
spend cheques, get dick wet
next cheque, chick,
dicked dip like dip set

tripping add ex with my ex
then it's next next
take another trip
out to my ex
and my ex ex

ex's and oh's
send it back to the hoes
cheques with ten o's
i see the future in gold
next time that i see you
i hope you get you some goals
next time that you see me
i bet i'm wearing some gold
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Support: @jackanon
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Support: @netnobody
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Support: @doq-q
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Spaced EP

Spendin

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Konus & Jack Anon - Spendin (Feat. NetNobody & Doqtor Q)

I’m a 17 year old releasing music to spread joy and publicize my pain. Support, “The Lost Voice of Collin Springs,” an EP fully written during my 11 day stay at a mental hospital.

THE CALL FROM THE CHAPLAIN

Lumizray