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In The Dark

Lyrics:

Vacancy in my heart grows deep
Existential, don’t have no peace
Overthinkin’, I never sleep
I’m on the ledge I might take that leap

Fuck everybody, keepin’ to myself
Don’t trust nobody, live in my own hell
Been on my knees and I cried to god
But got no response, maybe god went deaf

No friends around, it’s no friends around
Everybody hang around to bring me down
I’m about to drown, and I’m about to drown
Only thing I ever wanted was to make you proud

Stay the fuck away, I just isolate, yuh

Stay the fuck away, I just isolate, yuh

Never wanted diamond chains
No we not the same
I still carry all this shame
Step in my domain

Never wanted diamond chains
No we not the same
I still carry all this shame
Step in my domain

Long road, I still walk ‘lone
Cold world, ain’t got no love
Long road, I still walk ‘lone
Cold world, ain’t got no love

Stay the fuck away, stay the fuck away
Stay the fuck away, stay the fuck away
I just isolate, I just isolate
I just isolate, I just isolate

Stay the fuck away, stay the fuck away
Stay the fuck away, stay the fuck away
I just isolate, I just isolate
I just isolate, I just isolate

(Vacancy in my heart grows deep
Existential, don’t have no peace
Overthinkin’, I never sleep
I’m on the ledge I might take that leap)

(Fuck everybody, keepin’ to myself
Don’t trust nobody, live in my own hell
Been on my knees and I cried to god
But got no response, maybe god went deaf)

Vacancy

STREAM

Vacancy (prod. Lyson)

[T.R.I.P.]

Yeah
Inside my soul
I don’t feel right
What’s it going to take to love life?
Feeling stuck and trapped at the red light 
Lately I been hurting
But I bet you don’t realize 
Take me back as a kid on my damn bike
Days are over so quick that shit flew by 
Reminiscing all the good and the bad times
Now my family went their separate ways
Guess that’s just life 
I never been good at saying how I feel
If I look like a bitch
I’m just keeping it real 
Life got a little better
When we finally hit a mill
Now it seems like my motivation going down a hill
Maybe dreams are just made of luck 
Maybe life just wants you to drop
All this time just tics and it toks
And it don’t stop
Even when we mothafuckin rot 

[VAGUE]

Back then never made it to role call
The stand off with another plan that won’t fall
Forget that
Only tryna find myself
Living with the pain
And never wanted help
Oh no
See im fallin below
It’s only 1 step
Turnin off the phone
I see there's 2 left, that can cast a stone
And one is me, cause I’m stuck alone
Many days that I allow to fly by
I try to get it back
I’m sick home life
There’s many fucken things I lack
I’m all eyes
Miss playin in the dirt
Those days have gone by
With each step feels like a threat
You try to do right
But it gives you strep
And all you wanna do is move along
As you bang your head
From all the wrongs

Obscura

Red Light

Red Light [Prod. Zyller x Northeast Lights]

[VAGUE]

Closed locks
And I’m trying to find a way to escape
Your surrounded by the truth
But I can’t relate
Emotions lost, where’d it go
When the world is fucked
Always asking on myself
if I’ve given up
Bottle on my left
Pills on the right
Tryin to do everything I can
Just to end the night
Yeah
As it fades into the light
Many days, got away and it’s not alright
Nothin changes, only stays
Till you find the node
Only thing I fucken see, is an empty note
And even with the friends I got
I still feel alone
What the fuck do I gotta fix
Just to feel at home?
Subtle minds, all in line
Waiting for their labels
I’m tryin to work my way out
Just to breathe a little
Am I livin just to suffocate?
Even on my death bed
I will have to pay

[T.R.I.P.]

Yeah
Time is slipping by
Feels like it’s moving too fast
Hope it slows down, so I can finally relax
Life is hard and unpredictable like any crash
Hanging by a thread
Soon it will finally snap
Every day is a living struggle
Inside of my mind
I keep it pushing for my family
For them I would die
It’s hard to pin point the problems
That I hold deep inside
I hope that one day
I can I finally accept there is light
Past traumas always haunt us
Friends are meant stab you in the back and be dishonest
Family supposed to be there for you
When your at the lowest
Don’t put your faith in no one
So you can’t end up broken
Yeah
It’s truly kills me, that I feel this way
Sadly I feel like it’s way too late
My mental suffers and it suffocates
Don’t try and change your ways
When someone’s finally passing away

Nevermind

Nevermind [Prod. Zyller]

Lyrics:

Aye aye aye
Hit em in the soul
Rippin they guts out 
Let em scream
Let em cry fuck you
You gonna die now hoe
Let’s go 
Boutta be time for the nighttime butcher 
To feast on yo soul
Wanna ride?
Bring a sword and a Colt
Pick em off one by one
Die by the sword when you step up 
Know it’s the last hoe
Taking they last breath
When I stomp on they skull oh no 
Let’s do this bitch
Another soul
In my collection here to stay 
And collect dust
All you fuckas wanna try my patience
Get the fuck out my home
I don’t want war 
But you hoes leaving little room to move
In this sea of these talentless foe
Man I don’t know what I should do
Better start picking em off now
Fore I lose my shit on you 
Oh

Crack em in the face wit a cane tho
.45 mane it’s ready for the fade hoe
10 toes down 
I ain’t movin from my place bro
If you pick a damn fight
Hope you ready for a grave
Oh
Breaking em down
Like I’m stackin em up
Little bitch we ain’t moving the same
No
Rip out yo heart got that plate on my face
Red eye stay glowing like my name Kano 
Ha bitch you can’t do better than me
A lone wolf made a name
Undead Ronin a king
I pull the sword out of the stone
And start beheading motherfuckers
If you steppin on my turf
I show you bustas why they call me Butcher
‘Capitate makin it rain
Blood
Dropping yo body and cover it up
We ain’t same 
Blood 
I am that mane
You see in the flames
Demons surrounding my body and name
Oh

Bitch you want more?
Pray to yo god I don’t gore
Mask on my face
Ram the horns in yo guts
In yo core
Crawl on the floor
Wit the tears on yo face
Now you begging me begging no more
Fuck you
Lil bitch I don’t take the word of a cunt 
Like you 
Fuck
Sick of all the mind games
Mind flayed
I might be The Absolute
Cause I got a zombie army to swallow you
Carnifex
Swinging the axe on yo neck
Put in checkmate
Sweeping the leg
When I’m seeing red meat
Ready to cut you up
Maiming yo body 
This first degree murder is fucked 
Aye yo mane
Heard a little rumor 
That you wanted some fame
You better cough up cash
Or get ready to suck dick
And snake shit
Everybody claiming the top
Are a bunch of stuck pigs
Fuck shit spewing out they mouth 
When they speak shit
Sounding like they are a bag of shit before they talk 
Mayday heard yo numbers dropping off
Well that’s a shame bro
Maybe quit the features 
And make music yourself for a change
Coming for they neck
Wit a rusty chef knife aye
I don’t wanna hear
What the fuck you have to say
Bitch
Smack em to the ground
Wit 40 pounds of sandstone 
Cheekbones poking out of they face
They need a headstone 
Bro’s leaking like a faucet
Like a zit his head I pop it 
Stop and take his fuckin wallet 
For the Profit 
Bitch it’s murder for hire 
Just send me greenback
Rolling in the blood and guts
And hella money stacks
Go up on the onion
Flip a script and then send me the cheddar 
Pick a little bitch for the red dot hoe
Imma take his soul

Your Soul Is Mine! [prod. Undead Ronin]

DEVIL MAY KRY

[VAGUE]

Don’t be dyin in my line up
Its the people that defines gore
Pushin all the limits
Yeah
I got the fucken mind for it
Cut the shit
You lost your life
And all because you wanted more
So I'll keep on fucken fighting
Cause I love the war
Fuck this shit
Im not just here for the taste
With the blood that be drippen down
I know what it takes
If you’re feeling like a failure
Well
That’s not my problem
You already did the fucken damage
When you brung narcotics
The evil lookin for a shill
Who can make a better deal
Find the weak
All alone it’s the one to be revealed
And you get that fucken feelin
that you cannot hide
It’s only time that you’ll die
In this life
And it’s Justified

[T.R.I.P.]

Caught me flexing, moving weights like i’m Pablo
White chalk up on the pavement, like Picasso
Talking shit like you hard
But you not though
Fuck a hater
I’m just focused on that guapo
I had a feeling in my gut
You're a hatin bitch
Who let them dogs out?
Like i’m Michael Vick
Shooting with precision
Feeling like i’m John Wick
Tatted head to toe
Got 'em thinking, i’m a convict
Told my bro let’s lock in
Put the nails inside the coffin
All of y'all must of forgotten
Took a break but we ain’t stoppin
Hounds up on the loose
Grab a rope and tie the noose
Rappers thinking that they cool
But they scared to tell the truth


Buried in Silence

Buried in Silence [Prod. Zyller x Zepelin]

jet li kick - at yo motherfuckin hip

Its lookin like a one shot you'll get before youre dead

Im paintin it red - choking on the concrete I know you're seeing him 

45 glocks dont got concrete on defense 

I whippin the sword out

did you think you want it torn down??

Im rippin your guts and they play the fuckin horns now

Pharmie pillin lich army wanna mourn now

another smoked fuckboi dying with his drawers down 

I'm a devil

In this level

and I got a

blank grave shovel 

got the bubble 

wrap, fo you back, point dexter seein doubles 

I'ma neva

count the chedda

cuz I got

so much that I'm a

fuckin feather 

light as the fuckin underworld-rubble

Ima dapho-dilla-devil pullin petals to the metal and I see it in the kettle that the pressure's tellin-a-tale

see like hubble, I can struggle - but these fans keep me writing when I see the inner sun inside their fuckin nmail - 

I wish I could respond to all but im a little busy making hella hail, rainin on you bitches say it

I spill the pail, sand-castle breaking acoustic slayin - I'm fuckin stayin, Im fuckin dated - now Im prophecy painted 

jet li kick - at yo motherfuckin hip

Its lookin like a one shot you'll get before youre dead

I paint it red - choking on the concrete I know you're seeing him 

45 glocks dont got concrete on defense

AGAINST ALL ODDS (PROD. SPHYNX)

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when i land (prod. daniel) +++spotify link in description+++

[HOOK: T.R.I.P.]

Look
I be putting in work
Big body swerving
Like I just popped a perc
Lazy mothafuckas always getting on my nerves
Stomp a pussy out
Make his mouth bite the curb
Gotta tell 'em like
I be putting work
I be putting in
I be putting in work
I be putting in
I be putting in work
I be putting in
I be putting in work
Gotta tell 'em like

[T.R.I.P.]

I be putting in work
Mothafuckas got it twisted
I been killin since birth
Let a mothafucka test me
Watch that pussy get murked
Tryna ride my wave
But ya'll staying on the turf
Aye
Cold case murderer
Spitting i’m getting cynical
Bouta level up
Mothafuckas call me the general
Flatline repping
I’m mobbin around your area
If you gotta problem
We’ll grab a shovel and bury ya
Lay low cause you fucking with the dogs now
UAV filled with killas at the compound
Work wheels on the whip
Boy we up now
UAV to the grave, say it out loud
Spinning on these emitz
And now yo bitch up on my dick
I’m getting silly in this bitch
They all just mad i’m getting rich
Kill for fun, getting funds
Get that money up
T.R.I.P. is going dumb
What the fuck?
Bitch you better run

[VAGUE]

Blood in my veins
All black like a venom drip
Demons in my head
Even when the silence hits
Shadow in the rearview and it’s talkin shit
And I’m always hearin noise
Mind full of static
Not to panic its dramatic
To employ
Lackin all the feelings to enjoy
I find the things to destroy
People always stuck
Like they knotted up corduroy
Lookin down like they baptized by the void
They try to shake it off
Like a fucken Polaroid
Damn
I’m givin to much to be annoyed
We ain’t gotta sell our souls
Just to put together
Not headed to hell, we just in bad weather
And I carry this pain
And turn it into pressure
But my soul as dark
Like i’m in black leather
Concrete steppin, Flatline what I’m reppin
Noose ties heavy, got the reaper in my section
All these pussies
Never gonna learn they lesson
Turnin weapons on the side to confessions
Soul stitched it’s like it’s bein torn
Didn’t have mourn for life that wasn’t born
I just can’t think, I’m walkin in a corpse
I’ve been at the edge and laughin like I want more

[HOOK: T.R.I.P.]

Look
I be putting in work
Big body swerving
Like I just popped a perc
Lazy mothafuckas always getting on my nerves
Stomp a pussy out
Make his mouth bite the curb
Gotta tell 'em like
I be putting work
I be putting in
I be putting in work
I be putting in
I be putting in work
I be putting in
I be putting in work
Gotta tell 'em like


Flatline

Flatline [Prod. Zyller x Zepelin]

SEVEN HEAVEN

Rockstar

Das sind tracks die ich noch liegen hatte 

Lost (FREETRACK)

[Intro]
(I finally smiled again)
(Not because I was happy, because I was strong)

[Chorus]
Let's get high, on some kush and wine
Shawty bad, she look so fine
High, we smoke kush, drink wine
Ass so fat, I break her spine
Pop a pill, my face is numb
Hide the bodies, just for fun
See the opps, you better run
I got smoke inside my lung

[Verse 1]
Hoes be trippin', cause they copy all my movement
Bitch I feel amazing and my cash goes stupid
I be meditating, three hours like a Buddhist
I can't hear the haters, high vibe they are clueless

[Verse 2]
We are young, we are free
And we do, what we wanna-
Posted in the crib and we smoke marihuana
We are young, we are free
And we do, what we wanna do
Countin' up these racks bitch, till' my fingers blue

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[Bridge]
Till' my fingers blue, till' my fingers blue
Heard a pussy say my name, bitch who is you?
Ay, who is you? Yeah who is you?
I dont give a fuck about a bitch, cause he copy too

[Pre-Chorus]
I want cash cash cash
Shake that big fat ass
We smoke gas gas gas
Take a pill, I crash

[Chorus]
Let's get high, on some kush and wine
Shawty bad, she look so fine
High, we smoke kush, drink wine
Ass so fat, I break her spine
Pop a pill, my face is numb
Hide the bodies, just for fun
See the opps, you better run
I got smoke inside my lung

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