produced : ARYEL and PLXCE

mixed: Astral

5-FINGER DEATH PUNCH (PROD.ARYEL x PLXCE)

[LYRICS]:

I HAD TO LET IT GO
I HAVE NO SKIN
VELVET EXECUTION BURIER
I WAS WROTE IN WITH THE BLOOD OF AVID CARRIERS
NOTHING REALLY MATTERS
THE BASTARDS WITH LIMBS THAT SHATTER
RUN FASTER FROM THINGS THAT MATTER
AND HIDE IN ARMED BARRIERS

TOUGH LUV IN A SENSITIVE CITY
THE VEILS ARE ALL BUT LIFTING
WHILE OUR PROGRESS ITTY BITTY
WORSE THAN THE TOXINS WE'RE EMITING 
KILL THEM IN ONE SITTING
BLOODY ROOMS SMELL KIND OF ICKY ICKY
YOU HAVE NO SKIN
WATCH ME DO AWAY WITH THIS BRAWL THAT'S WITHIN
SKINLESS AS YOU CRAWL
WHAT THE FUCK WAS DONE IN?
WATCH ME KILL YOU ALL, YOU SHALL HAVE NO EFFECT

KNØTTZ - NO SKiN [PROD. 0R.LOVE]

EXCLUSIVE ᴹᵁˢᴵᶜ ᴹᴬᴵᴺ ᴾᴿᴵᴼᴿᴵᵀʸ ⁵ᴷ

SoundTr@ce x 2 Gucci - Walkin (Prod. 2 Gucci)

@sounddtracee (Rapper)

@obfirm (Rapper)

@flairydairy (Executive Producer)

Art by @obfirm

WALKIN [P. FLAIRIS]

Produced By T.J.R (Artwork by GHOSTWHEEL And T.J.R)

Lyrics :

Back when Dutch masters still said vanilla 

We was getting high 

We ain’t need no one to lift  us 

I’m Still getting by but my body need to heal up 

There’s was no guts know we always had a pre dump 




Why you  tryna match if you got no fire 

Can’t tell my truth out of fear of where You lying 

Take it one blunt at a time i know that im trying

Why the Insecure out here  Tryna stop the Open minded 

Bet the bulb started started shining and the brightness Left them blinded 

Guess the sheep don’t see that the wolves is right behind em 

He could steal all the wool and they’ll still never find him

Tired of fronting the ones that I smoke with 

Know that the green can control yo emotions

boy lost his write he don’t even notice 

Cash in the  red now a nigga can’t focus 

Life wilt away  it’s a beautiful lotus 

When you Only see  ugly when you only see bogus   

Make a nigga wanna quit if he had the motive  

Back of my mind 

Back in time is where I’m going

Back when Dutch masters still said vanilla 

We was getting high 

We ain’t need no one to lift  us 

I’m Still getting by but my body need to heal up 

There’s was no guts know we always had a pre dump

DUTCH MASTERS

Produced By T.J.R (Artwork by GHOSTWHEEL And T.J.R)

Lyrics :
Mind a zig zag 

Started on the paper now he blunt wit his words 

Took a long time to build the courage 

Started out simple now I’m on the verge 

Of being great or I’m getting worse 

I can’t tell  when  I spit a  verse 

Living is the only way you  learn 

Fire ain’t the only thing that burn 

Stegosaurus way I love the fern 

Asteroid of thoughts gon occur 

Killing everything I've been taught 

I Think of everything that I dropped 

Then it wasn’t real now it is 

I Hate the way I thought as kid 

I Didn’t finish school wish I did 

Now I wonder how I’m gonna live 

When my mind think of what it is 

Collapse inside my self once again 

I get paranoid when they show love cause I don’t know if it’s real 
 
 triumphant or defeated I don’t really know what to feel 

Same cycle day in day out I don’t really  wanna know the drill

But the sgt keep calling names 

I don’t wanna be in this place 

But the draft doesn’t feel same 

I was put  here for a reason 

I can choose to leave but my loved ones say they see it as an act of treason 

Music and the weed keep my clock ticking at this point know I need it

ZIG ZAG

Produced By T.J.R (Artwork by GHOSTWHEEL And T.J.R)

Lyrics :
I’m writing for my self 

I’m writing bout my health 

Hoping I get well 

This one ain’t bout talent 

This a show and tell 

Finally got to it 

In the hole  he fell 

Try to see my folks 

They been dry as hell 

Tried to  see my nigga

Made a plan it failed
 
Breaths I still take

On this earth I am 

However it  pan 

can’t desert my man 

I ain’t got no fear 

Failed attempts 

The Reasons  why   I’m still here 

Spit the loudest facts 

 they could never hear 

Been confronted death 

And The head he rear 


Dreams I always have

Of the things I want 

And then I wake up 

Know  reality is  always deep cut 

The guilt i felt for months 

Left me spilling guts 

 like a split blunt 

Only good for one 

Only smoke it once

You ain’t getting none 

We ain’t doing fronts 

Why the black mild 

Try to Kill the ones   I love 

I ain’t talking gar 

Metaphor for drugs 

Not another bowl 

I really need a hug   
  
Take my life away 

If the passion run 
I won’t catch up 

I’d rather see the sun 

See him once again 

When my life is done 


On and on it go 

Thought of letting go 

Conscious what I loathe 

Mental health it froze

Flower in the rolls  

Thaw my mind my with those

 head been feeling low 

 brothers they don’t know 

Cant see  threat I  pose

To my very own 
 

Soul 

Soul 

Soul

BLACK AND MILD

Produced By T.J.R (Artwork by GHOSTWHEEL And T.J.R)

Lyrics :

reached a point where I don’t give a fuck 

beat the odds like fuck my luck 

I raise my pride and swing for once 

2 eyes for watching

 Seen enough 

I’m done with that I’m speaking now 


They wanna stab my mood 

And watch it ooze 

Until im bleeding out 

Please tell me what this feeling is 

My hair raising 

Air chasing

 after I take blunt hits 


Reserved street is 
Where my comfort lives

Never went outside until the sun was dim

The seasons changing On a whim 

Them cold fronts

caused by the pollution you saluting 

When that blunt is lit   

Question how you do it to yourself when you know the catch 

Question why your trading happy times for a healthy chest 

I got 19 more Questions as a way  to self confess
 
But I’ll save em for a time when my heart don’t  feel content 

Cause now I’m playing games instead of writing what I really meant  

I swear Christ I’m losing focus on the goals I tried to set 

 Am alive or will I die with the notion that I never lived 

Praying for better days 

Is a thing you do when high on faith 

But I been sobered from the  failure 

I got no time to wait 

The words I write are just a brush for all the pictures that I paint

POM POM

yea
and we be
and we see
now we hate
what can you say
we were never meant to be free
we we're always meant to believe 
do you see it now
this is war
what we have taken up
comes back to earth
its so natural its immoral
well our food is now spoiled
so natural its immoral
the end is the beggining  

this is war

yea
so natural it's immoral
well our food is now spoiled
so natural it's immoral
the end is the beginning 
and here we are
and we continue wishing 
war

and the children are screaming 
born without oxygen 
what are you seeking,
if the womb is grieving
we' are already condemning 
what we are reading
is what we are dreaming ?
what we trully are being 
where money is a vanity
the illusion of humanity

Patiently Waiting (Prod. Blxxdshed)

MaryPoppinsFannyPack [Prod. PSVCH]

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