love the vocal difference and overall when you are both on one song it is always unique stuff

at an intersection
the traffic has piled up from the crash
a figure just stares, 
in the driver’s seat with his face just smashed
 
oh hey, that’s just me
how did I get here again
oh, wait a sec I see,
I was waiting here for the mend
 
but then the car just sparks
the fire just starts in the engine block 
it starts to rise up from my feet
I just look I can’t make it stop
 
I watch the skin just peel and melt
my body stuck to the frayed seat belt
I turn my head to look out the window
I see you screaming as I just let go
 
it’s when you’re coming down, down again
I couldn’t hear a thing that you said
you’re coming down, down into stress
screaming how you wish you were dead
 
it’s been a few weeks, come collect my ashes up
place me by your bedside this situation just sucked
you couldn’t find a photo of me with a smile
singing to yourself to embrace the denial
 
you think it’s your fault that you weren’t there on time
if I could have turned back maybe he would have been fine
I’m watching above yelling it’s not your fault
but nothing can change that when your consumed by distraught

Lemon Avenue

Lyrics:
Ouija:
Drop that body in that mothafuckin' lake
Put that shotty in my truck and drive away
On that bench bitch I'm pushin' up the weights
Ima punch the devil in his face

Sinizter:
Straight up out the cryogenic chamber
Big muscle what I got I put in labor
Swing swords like I’m Vader with the saber
And I one, two punch him with fader

If you want it put in work and stop the bitchin’
Give a fuck what they say don’t need permission
Filet these fuckin’ rappers that’s my mission
Subtract another life just like division

Caught another body by the lake
So I’m callin’ up Ouija he awake
Tell him a lot is at stake so I wanna make sure that the stories corroborate

Givin’ up my soul to the game
Made a deal with the devil spit flame
Aiming for success fuck the fame
That’s a byproduct of the game

Throw another body in that fuckin’ lake
Tell my story realize we not the same
Become immortal when I record all this pain
No more shame lil bitch I be up on my way

Ouija:
Drop that body in that mothafuckin' lake
Put that shotty in my truck and drive away
On that bench bitch I'm pushin' up the weights
Ima punch the devil in his face

Sinizter & Ouija Macc-BODIES IN THE LAKE (prod. Zepelin & Zyller)

BODAH REVY x ZETA MARU - YOU DON'T GET IT, DO YOU? (prod. Aragoth)
Lyrics:

Zeta:

I been that basket case
Turn the masses to dust
I left the phantom trace
Take that pic in reverse
Go try a better pace
Or put your bite on the curb
I came to step mane
Kickin nothin less than a curse
Oh lord they out of holy water
Watch them gentiles get burnt up
Crawling from the bottom
Claimin holy with a split tongue
That vessel I'm inside of
Gettin rotten off the china
Now my skull is gettin itchy
Pull my teeth out like I been numb
Sick fuck dirty out my mind my motto do sum
Reachin for in issue
I got hella we can get one
That fall out that made me
Serenading from euphrates
Give a fuck if you hate me
I got witches tryna burn me
Pushing posts no pick up
I take a dose heroic
All while you prayin to nephilim
Feedin in to the harvest
I'm in to downers n uppers
Dim grey the color
Can't hang then shut up
Stain team the militia

Revy:

I tell em okay
Fuck it and throw shade
Got a bag full of dope
And a pocket of propane
Got a zip full of duff
And a rock of the whole thing
Get lost mothafucka
I promise it don't shake
I let the flame get seated up
Back of the rig heated up
Cotton full of woes to the back of the bone keep it up
Base full of pieces
The bucket it won't eat it up
Pass that mothafucka
I cap it and repeat it all
Pitfall, let the rope hang
My bandana got a spot from the blood stain
I sit back, I struggle to recap it
She ask if I'm alright I tell her to relax
I let the dope hit baby I'm a K-nine
Fuck her like a dog then I tell her don't touch mine
Fuck you think you doin baby
I'mma keep the rope tied
Never going back
I been doing this my whole life no lie

STAIN TAPE VOL. I

YOU DON"T GET IT, DO YOU?

YOU DON'T GET IT, DO YOU? (prod. Aragoth)

written/performed by fxckjamie
produced by tiredead 
cover art by nightrdd

LORD OF THE FLIES [PROD. TIREDEAD]

SLACKJAW

I CAN'T GET AWAY (Prod. EYKEY)

Tsunami J. & YCK & Walt - Echo

It’s not hard 
to be hard on myself
Woke up and I’m tired of my mothaf*cking health
Oh well 
Everyday is training day 
No excuses to made or we living in hell
 

It’s not hard 
to be hard on myself
Woke up and I’m tired of my mothaf*cking health
Oh well 
Everyday is training day 
No excuses to made or we in living hell

 Something I learned as early as the sandbox 
Not every person will like you 
No matter if you talk 
You can be modest and still be hated 
People infatuated with being opinionated 
hella notions outdated 
It’s a cold world that masquerades that it’s not dilapidated 

It’s left me in a pit 
Rather pitiful 
Wanna go out high 
Like I’m Richard Russel 
death is no longer a surprise 
I see it all the time
I hear it every night 
USED TO
Hit the corner store
To get me right 

a Twisted tea
I’m twisted can’t you see  
I’m desensitized to the streets 

Desensitized 

Crossing my T’s DOTTING MY I’s
Seen so much shit 
Through these eyes

It’s not hard 
to be hard on myself
Woke up and I’m tired of my mothaf*cking health
Oh well 
Everyday is training day 
No excuses to made or we in living hell

My only gripe is I don’t get enough sleep 
The biggest flex is remaining low key
Privacy is Peace
 Peace is privacy 
Empirically 
Against all odds
Imma walking anomaly 

I speak morbidity 
 fluently  
Not here 
to hear the double speak 
Leavin people Bewildered is my favorite thing 

Getting flashbacks 
Like Harry Potter  
In the order of the Phoenix 
Watch my eyes go black like Jean Grey 
The dark phoenix 
Might go out like Jimi Hendrix
Or river Phoenix

I Lost my marbles 
These thoughts are nocturnal 
But they aren’t innocuous 
 knock you out of ya reality 
Like you’re playing Oculus 
People are prompt with their 
unkept promises 

Thinking ahead like Prometheus 
Death is promiscuous 
The graveyard is calling out to me by my government 

It’s not hard 
to be hard on myself
Woke up and I’m tired of my mothaf*cking health
Oh well 
Everyday is training day 
No excuses to made or we living in hell


It’s not hard 
to be hard on myself
Woke up and I’m tired of my mothafucking health
Oh well 
Everyday is training day 
No excuses to made or we in living hell

It’s not hard 
to be hard on myself
Woke up and I’m tired of my mothafucking health
Oh well 
Everyday is training day 
No excuses to made or we  living in hell

HARD ON MYSELF (PROD. BHASPER)

Salad Fingers [prod. Undead Ronin]

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