OBEDIENT (FT. KO$TE) (prod.6MUTA KILLAZ)

IROHAZAKA

Wrong Number

Touch. Grace.

fuckin touch grace mane
pack it up and let it go
it be gettin old
watching these bustas
flexin tryna show
acting like they mean something 
boy you fuckin missed that window
jumping for nothing you get the least
while reachin for the most

step to the rhythm
keep it movin
know the game like algorithm
keeping it low
and keep it dirty
tundra lurkin in the murky waters
ten toes down and never lackin
with that common sense
boy you must be fuckin dense
to come and test so re assess
everybody want their turn
to play with the fire
burn yourself on the wire
time is tight
with the fight
for the spotlight
bodies stackin on the pyre
catch me vibin in the glow
of the indigo
on the low low
Ima blow on my own time solo
hit a mothafucka with the
thump thump thump
and the back of the trunk is bussin
never to be trustin
lack of hustle
flex that muscle
takin off the muzzle
I be watchin like its 1984
bustas closin shop
when tempature droppin
with the colder flow
all for show

touch grace mane

TOUCH GRACE

NINE CIRCLES - SLOWED

HURTLXRD *unreleased unfinished scarlxrd xelishurt

demons

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I hate myself, here you go

Lyrics:
Okay I 
Boast it ornamental 
Let it cover 
Cus I never set up

I need a severance 
Satan 
Cheat me 
Cus I’m fucking it up 

I need a 
I need a beer 
Ante up my throat 
In solvent 

I need a 
I need a gear 
And I run up out this sorrow

Miles in my back 
I got gross sense of distance 

An Eye resting on my gravel 
Retire as no medusa

I comply 
With a piss 
Drenched in payed sense of bliss 
Ammonia racks 
Attire of shit 
I’m out of discipline 

Lost thoughts 
Hind sight 
Are my eyes in the back now? 

Loss high 
Blind spot
Are my eyes in the back now?

I just need to focus 

Take a second 
Run like cockroaches 
I’m lost in a game 

Display is tearing 
Neat 
No powder 
Out of flour 
Cocaine 

Replace the power 
I’m out 
Running bitch 
Just not in my doubts 
Wish I could see my legs
I’m locked inside a Treadmill

Caught in my bed still 
Thoughts in my head spill 
Wandering service 
I’d rather stay and take the blue pill
Cucked In the closet 
Rust stuck to my bars 
What
Lost and forgotten 
I master problems
Like honest to god

Happy Cyborg

EVIL DESCENT X TWO-ONE

Looking for a sacrifice, my thirst for blood will soon suffice

NINE CIRCLES - SLOWED

TUNDRAMANE

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