Last Chance – Dark Trap

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Alone

Bigger Than Life Or Death Part 2

Misery Loves Company

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Lyrics:
It’s about time that I fucked yo bitch
I put in my time and I got myself rich
And I took a couple lines and I made em to hits
She knowing my sign but she don’t wanna dip
Unless it’s skinny
She gon make it pop like remy
I be in her gut like henny
She be thick like Jenny
Goin one round, nah many
Spitting f’s out like Fendi 
Ima break it all down 

Level the plains
But ima be up in my plane without shame 
And I’m bringing the ruckus the roughest I’ll murk all you puppets
Your debt is now due
Hear the audible trumpets 
preceding my entry 
Pop pop
Gun shot to yo sentry
What you think we came down here friendly
I can see all the green and the envy
It’s fake love
Thats enough
Ridin my coattails and my nuts
Cause my capital greater 
They storming the crater 
For anything at all, the atoms and crumbs

Crash landed
I managed to lose some of my baggage
Them bandits can have it
They gon get hit red handed 
Fuck a third eye
And yo birds eye
They will learn why
They cannot contain me or surround I got that turbine
Survive, you won’t survive
When she earn my 
Time and now it’s tickin
She gon put my hand on her thigh
Carjacked
Get back on the tarmac
Fuck a carfax
Get slapped by my large sack 
Bar packed
Till I clap with the AK
If you wanna fight me know it’s gonna be a melee

Girl unbuckle my belt 
Follow my lead
And leave yo cells
Gon free yo self
Don’t see yourself
I’m really gonna take you to yo real self
Shawty wanna go and get up under sheets
Under my skin
No way no where
Scarlet letter on her back without care
But I don’t really notice cause I’m pulling her hair
Gonna go in like I came from famine
Gonna head out like I’m playing backgammon
Never gave a fuck 
Talking bout me, can’t stand him
But why she on my pole
Like a shake junt dancin 
Fake punks, ain’t one, take none
Ray gun, ray charles, can’t stun
Miss me with that bullshit
Cause I’m all out of patience 

She just wanna stay young
But this shawty, she ain’t mine
They just wanna play dumb
I ain’t wasting any time
I been waitin say something
All these opps they on my line
They stay on that pay phone
I got money on my mind

HAARPER - NOTHING IS FOREVER

DEATH CITY FREESTYLE (prod. NXMADIC )

Nothing but a lost cause

Stuck in my brain

And you ask what it would cost

Paranoid 

Suffocating

Stuck in these damn walls

In a maze of unknown creatures

That are so freaking familiar 

I'll teach you how to survive

Just go stick to a side, and hope for the best

Contemplating bout that suicide

Not the brightest way to die

Reminiscing of the past

Just keep steering

Don't look back 

I've been led here by demise

Stuck in here with no prize or exit 

Questioning my own existence 

Unfortunately

Losing my mind too

Liminal Spaces 

Trapped in a cage feelin

Hopeless

I don't even know what im saying I feel

Stupid 

Maybe it's the visions that I'm seeing 

Delusion 

Maybe it's the things I am thinking

Confusion 

Or maybe its the things that I am hearing

Illusion 

Yuh yuh yuh

My mentally

Is the enemy

Im fighting off

These entities 

It is a big necessity

I'm losing my insanity

Thee intensity 

Overwhelmingly 

Its all a faded memory

I guess I'll grab the hennessy 

Forget about my reverie

Im looking for a remedy

Im searching for a helping need 

Im hearing for a harmony

I don't know, where I'm supposed to be

I don't wanna wait and bleed x10



















Ominous

1nonly, Freddie Dredd - POPTHATRUNK (slowed down to perfection)

Plenty Guns

ANTAGONIST

INTESTINES

On The Edge [Prod+ drmabeats]

mix + mastered by exlaxxx
prod. reverse @ikickwaffles
art by https://www.instagram.com/karnationkarnage/

[lyrics]

die, give up >:(
grab yo wrist 
start to cut 
before we hit that lick 
best bet we gonna pop the trunk 
cry, we're fucked (its not getting better) 
i'm killin everyone 
i plan to die alone
and hang when this shit said n done 


it's every day i 
don't feel okay 
uh 
i needa pill or sim to take away the pain 
bro where the k (hmu) 
i'm on the way
yo pass the needle i'll just tap into my vein :3

like every night i'm up i'm way too fucking geeked 
your eyes wide open bro but really can you see 
that nothing matters 
one day we'll all be deceased 
please put a bullet in my head before i tweak uh
i didn't mean that please don't lock me 
inna C 
that bitch don't want u 
somehow she still come to me
i'm on a spree off triple c's 
jus check the feed 
the psychiatric unit 
got nothing on me 

they call me crazy try to feed me every med 
i don't believe a single thing the doctor said uh 
a loop of misery i'm trapped inside my head 
cause in the end we all gon end up fucking dead uh

EYES WIDE SHUT (Prod. Reverse)

GRiM

Heaven

STALKER W/ BRXND

Prod. by Luka Burr 

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LYRICS
Ripping into my own soul, old times have passed, grip into the fold
Of time that is constructed by minds that have told 
And we listened, even given up our goals, no one’s driven anymore  
What’s the point of living if the outcome is to be controlled

Ripping into my own soul, old times have passed, grip into the fold
Of time that is constructed by minds that have told 
And we listened, even given up our goals, no one’s driven anymore  
What’s the point of living if the outcome is to be controlled

Fuck it all, I do not care what’s wrong or right to you 
This whole place is fucked and utterly confused 
Abused the gift of life, undo the seams that are the glue 
What’s wrong is right, and real is dumb, and everything that’s false is true 
Fuck this and your movement, I have bowels far more productive 
Than the thing you can’t improve in, yet you scream and then eruption 
Uncontrolled raw emotion, now you say a bunch of nothing
Controlled by pending doom, now you try controlling others 
Fuck you, fuck the rest, if you can’t get the clue then do what’s best 
Cock it back, then aim at your head, you know what’s next 
Paint the walls the color red, you owe your soul, so pay your debt 
Ghost yourself, that’s one less problem by being dead 

Ripping into my own soul, old times have passed, grip into the fold
Of time that is constructed by minds that have told 
And we listened, even given up our goals, no one’s driven anymore  
What’s the point of living if the outcome is to be controlled

Ripping into my own soul, old times have passed, grip into the fold
Of time that is constructed by minds that have told 
And we listened, even given up our goals, no one’s driven anymore  
What’s the point of living if the outcome is to be controlled

Now look at what you made me do, straight to the dark side I have gone
But I can’t help how I ensue, and react from dumb you’ve done 
It’s weird to me how involved in others you’ve become 
I just feel we’re better off without this viral scum 
I can’t even be outside in public without interruption 
By some simple somethings fiending for some drama and the gossip
So if it’s not there, they damn sure will go cause it 
Then point their fucking fingers with pressed recording buttons 
State of manipulation through the nations all around
Low vibration, wasting time with so much noise, yet no sound
Nonsense being peddled and believed, so we’re bound
By constructed minds and I’m like shut this whole thing down 

Ripping into my own soul, old times have passed, grip into the fold
Of time that is constructed by minds that have told 
And we listened, even given up our goals, no one’s driven anymore  
What’s the point of living if the outcome is to be controlled

Ripping into my own soul, old times have passed, grip into the fold
Of time that is constructed by minds that have told 
And we listened, even given up our goals, no one’s driven anymore  
What’s the point of living if the outcome is to be controlled

INTO THE FOLD

Banish Me (prod. Racmuf)

BAKEMONO 化​け​物

Sin City (feat. MERCYKILL)

Opening Statements

a coming of age story by Lui Surreal
produced by OUTRAGE
additional guitar by J.Carmi

Lyrics:

Last night, I sold the devil,
to my soul 
Yea
Yea

Grew up got the bag
still a child inside
Like word to dad 
World on max
Look me in the eyes i'm mad 
Know you understand 
Know you fancy that  
Guapadol manifest 10 stacks
Guapo thang in these leather pants 
Hack into heaven then i do my dance
Do my dance 
My dirty little dance

Let’s go
Let’s go
London, London, top of the dungeon 
All for the love of abundance 
Burning on pungent, drunk n drugging 
Substance son
you got nothing 
I open the door
to the other side 
meanwhile you try
kill the vibe
Cyanide skies
like homicide 
Cult revival
it's still alive

She a guapa girl get guapadol 
It's so warm in her castle walls 
We pay love no cash involved 
Musics wack we gone get bored 
Lay me down on the bathroom floor
take it off and then press record 
Creating art we’re not making porn 
babe you’re Satan didn’t ya see those horns 

Grew up got the bag
still a child inside
Like word to dad 
World on max
Look me in the eyes i'm mad 
Know you understand 
Know you fancy that  
Guapadol manifest 10 stacks
Guapo thang in these leather pants 
Hack into heaven then i do my dance

Hard to dabble without being tainted 
Feet in the shallows free like masons 
My heart she swallows she wants a patent
I hit follow her face i paint it
Cold as a graveyard, gorgeous 
Get up on me baby, love and lust
cuz u fucked me up n it made me
Life is amazing, hard as the pavement
Peep my face through the vapors
alone on stage engaged in a rager
all manifest off a pen to paper 
Beast by nature, so fuck you pay me 
before you say shit like
saving moneys the best way to make it 
Fuck you money
I hate you money
But I need you money

X-RATED [Prod. OUTRAGE]

Nhs Bk - WarZone

Last Chance – Dark Trap

Petar