prod @https://www.youtube.com/c/DeadRetiretriplesix

JESTER CRIMINAL (PROD. DEAD RETIRE)

Rollin out, im a rover seeking hounds
Dripping with a long hitlist, murdering the count
4/4 for the whore, open doors ima lounge 
On the east side, south trappin with my feather mouth
It's sutble we can settle this on a ship ill scuttle out
Drown you ima clown you dancing on your major fail notes
They dont listen goooood im talkin bout the sounds 
You dont know what you're doing, need to climb the fuckin mount-first
ima pounce her, yeah your girl Ima round and round her
Lookin like a seminal devil, feeling my poundin
Found it, this g-spot that I mounted, hot boy fuckin make her gush it like a fountain 
Roll it
Im on another 
Scriptz
Im like a bird,
Gliding on the beat I gotta write another word ,
Bought another neener for the motherfuckin hood -> 
A man-diva swipin credit cards, did ya heard?
Lip smackin bitches with my D, ima eat her dinner first 
Ima learn, im on the stern, sitting back it kinda hurts 
-Need to do something in a bad place for sure 
Suntan a dumb bitch Im lighting her hair 
Im like a carnival, my games have no turns 
Rollin out, im a rover seeking sound
Dripping with a long hitlist, murdering the count
4/4 for the whore, open doors ima lounge 
On the east side, south trappin with my feather mouth
It's sutble we can settle this on a ship ill scuttle out
Drown you ima clown you dancing on your major fail notes
They dont listen goooood im talkin bout the sounds 
You dont know what you're doing, need to climb the fuckin mount, huh
Scriptz

ROLLIN' OUT (PROD. WANDER)

written & performed by fxckjamie
produced by nightrdd & skinnydrag 
cover art by fxckjamie 

(Lyrics)

I cracked open the door to hell
I thought I would just take a peak 
But I released some demons and I turned into another freak
Im drowning in my guilt now any day im gonna have to sink 
Right down into the bottom tear apart my only way to speak
I’ve been losing sleep like every night now it’s a curse Im feeling helpless in my skin and I know soon I will reverse myself into a place I can’t imagine but I know it’s worse so I’ll just bite another bullet and just write a fucking verse 

I’ve seen some things that’ll fuck yo brain 
Like everyday I wanna make a stain 
I’ll spill my guts right down the drain
or other ways I can’t explain (x2)

Always Staying apprehensive cuz I’m only seeing bad signs
All my thoughts are blurry, feel like I’m out of my damn mind
Think I’ll take my life but imma wait until it feels right
Shrouded by the dark still want to live to see the daylight 
I know I said it once but I’mma say it again I ain’t fucking around no I ain’t playing pretend
I bury all of my thoughts deep in the ground
I just wanna forget everything I found 

I’ve seen some things that’ll fuck yo brain 
Like everyday I wanna make a stain 
Spill my guts right down the drain
or other ways I can’t explain (x2)

Another night that im high and loosing my sight
Act fine, out of line, trying to make it all right
Another light so bright that I failed to ignite 
But I ain’t bitchin despite 
Im always loosing the fight (x2)

MULHOLLAND DRIVE [PROD. NIGHTRDD & SKINNYDRAG]

The House At Gallows End [prod Undead Ronin]

BLOODY PORTRAIT [prod. Undead Ronin]

Lyrics:

Hook:
Yeah
Bitch it’s fuck the game
Got the red dot aim
I’m in my own lane
Stay in my domain

Bitch it’s fuck the game
Got the red dot aim
I’m in my own lane
Stay in my domain

Verse 1:
Nowadays it’s fuck the game and fuck the competition
I’m doin’ what I want and when I want without permission
Lemme show you how ambition looks cause I’m the definition
I put these rappers up in caskets I’m the new mortician

I turn him ghost and make him float he said he want the smoke
Can’t take the heat I roast, I bodybag him make him choke
Spit words that thought-provoke, invoke emotion ‘round the globe
I’m coast to coast with all my quotes I’m out here givin’ hope

Keep yo raps and all that cappin’ boy I can’t relate
Copy, paste yo favorite rapper bitch you all the same
Young Sinny set the trend step in my domain
Mask on, originator, I’m in my own lane

Hook:
Yeah
Bitch I blew a fuse
Always fuckin’ rude
Why they look confused
I’m not in the mood

Bitch I blew a fuse
Always fuckin’ rude
Why they look confused
I’m not in the mood

Verse 2:
And if I’m lyin’ then I’m dyin’, all the hope is dead
Existential dread, obsessed with death since 2010
But I’m pickin’ up where I left off, just like I never left
I hit resume, I’m still ahead so ima get dis bread

Bitch I’m rockin’, rockin’
The clock is tickin’ tockin’
Death is knockin’, knockin’
But shorty poppin’ lockin’

Bitch I’m rockin’, rockin’
The clock is tickin’ tockin’
Death is knockin’, knockin’
But shorty poppin’ lockin’

I built a moat to keep y’all out bitch I don’t fuck with you
Like a clairvoyant, you not my vibe I see right through
Half y’all out here tellin’ lies and you know it’s true
Wanna reach the heights that I have reached lil bitch then pay your dues

ResumeLastCheckpoint

Spotify

ResumeLastCheckpoint (prod. FLEXATELLI)

VVS x TuMaggz -  FLATLINE EM

RESURGENCE

There's more? My sleeves are heavy


YOU ORCHESTRATE A DRAGON BACK BEHIND YEAH YOU LAGGIN
CAP THE DEVIL CAUGHT YOU SLACKIN, CAP THE GOD I KNEW YOU HADNT
---LITERATURE is in my face - I LEAVE THE MEANING IN MY WAKE the WATER BEAMs A TRACE 
Im another wake up soul
Violent action chemical
-MAKE it POP I pull that gat out from the cord
direct line to the board - I'm talking with a ward
Break it and ill break you with the silence, suck it fuckin twerp
I got bitches twerk, you go to work, I make it work
Light the candle bull em with another hymn I break the words
Crack the seal, hymns are humming with the real, but I revert it back to peeling back the layers , silence kills
You're a fuckin germ in my existence, noise that will reveal
The truth to my own soul I am casting out the dealllll
--vapor rises from my meal, devil gone no longer heals....
I listen to the daisies now I listen to the inner field....

SPEARHEAD (PROD. HOCII808)

IM FEELIN FUCKED UP 
I THINK THAT ID BE BETTER OFF DECEASED
IM OFF THE DRUGS
BUT MY MIND IS SET TO RELAPSE RELEASE
CONFETTI BUGS
IN MY BODY SPITTIN HAIR IN THE SINK
THIS AINT A FLEX MUHFUCKA SUMTHIN LIKE A DISEASE

WE SMOKIN THRAXX BABY WE AINT WANT NO TRASH
I AINT IN TO ROLLIN BLUNTS I NEED POWDER IN THE BAG
FUCK A DUB THAT AINT ENOUGH I NEED GRAMS TO MAKE IT LAST 
WHO THE FUCK YOU BOUT TO JUDGE YOU MAKE A DIME FROM SELLIN ASS

MY PACK IS BULDAK 
I AINT SNIFFIN BOJACK
HIGH I LIKE TO STAY UP
LIKE IN THE HIMALAYAS
NO PHOTOS THIS AINT KODAK
MY POLAROID A TOE TAG
THAT MAKE OR BREAK A PAIN CUT
LIKE ARM AND HAMMER RAZORS

I GOT BASE TALKIN YALL DONT LIKE THE TASTE OF THIS
DONT PUT THE BLAME ON ME FOR THINKIN THAT IS SOMETHIN TO FIX
THE WAY YOU FALLIN SHORT OF EVERYTHING 
DONT THINK THAT YOU COULD BETTER ME
IM LOST BEYOND A HOPE OF SOLACE 
BABY THIS AMPHETAMINES 

"I just don't want them to change me"
"How would they change you?"
"I don't know, turn me into something I'm not"

WELL BITCH MY BODY RUN COLD
I FUCK IT UP ON MY OWN
TORTURE VEINS FROM COAST TO COAST
ROCKIN PAIN LIKE A COAT
WHOD OF THOUGHT ID BE DEPENDANT ON SOME SHIT SO DAMN SADISTIC
RACKIN UP BODIES IN ANY DIMENSION 
LOOKING BACK ON BAD DECISIONS

I COULD SAY NO REGRETS 
AND I COULD SAY FOR THE BEST
BUT I KNOW DAMN WELL WHATS A FUCK UP
FROM MY FACE TO THE NEXT
AND YOU COULD TELL ME THATS A LIE AND ID RESPOND WITH YES
BUT DONT YOU TELL ME THAT YOU BETTER CUZ THAT SHIT IS A STRETCH

SO WATCH THEM SOLDIERS IN COMAS ALL GETTIN PICKED OFF BY VULTURES
MEANWHILE BACK HOME IN THE TRENCHES ALL FULL OF NOTHING BUT BULLSHIT
A BLOCK OF BLISTERED UP BITCHES THAT SUCK YO DICK FOR A SWISHER
PLUS ANY FLOWER OR POWDER TO KNOCK THE EDGE OFF THE MENTAL

OH WHAT A SHAME HOW HE THINK HE KNOW THE GAME
WHAT A MUTHAFUCKIN LAME LOOKIN FOR SOMEONE TO BLAME
HOW BOUT YOU GO MAKE A CHANGE 
GET THE PRODUCT WITH THE FLAMES 
PUSH IT TO EM WITH A CANE
WHILE YOU CLAIM WE AINT THE SAME

CONFETTI (prod. goth helma)

im the power you sought
look into scripztures and learn what i taught
im lookin to flex on this world i theory a lot
making a lot of good thoughts
i'm making the beautiful bop
cursed to the core, never out of mana, slut
vigorous, slitherous, im like gandolf on the slytherin, fuckin witchcraft yeah im livin in

dragged drugged up bodies on my past
----im a little bit of manic on depress
gonna never fault i do it to impress 
you can never know if its prison or a test
did you want to come and educaaaa
i got you cravin that fentanylll
drippin the blood from those medi-cuts
its fuckin severance of hatter cost
i hadn't done before but these drugs have got me standin
on a vantage point where i can view around the drags man 

im the madman, prince of darkness call me anti-sandman
manic awake can i eat that fake who wants to take my plan plan
i fuckin hate, these pre-madonna fad men, 
i got that fat-man, nuke for em you can see that im a sad man
a rad man, had it man - sex and pistols, keep em bound up im a glad man
these worshipers are so damn brittle, i break them and then can add them 
making them line up im making mandala of creme of the crop
you are my fans - so lets fill those boots and then take our guns and throat blades up  to the top 

im the power you sought
look into scripztures and learn what i taught
im lookin to flex on this world i theory a lot
making a lot of good thoughts
i'm making the beautiful bop
cursed to the core, never out of mana, slut
vigorous, slitherous, im like gandolf on the slytherin, fuckin witchcraft yeah im livin in

RESURGENCE

$ai the Ghoul

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