KILL

lyrics - 
Im feeling sicker and sicker 
im working and working im tryna get richer 
I made a bag off of wickr 
I burned it on purpose on highs in the winter 
Try understand it's a hiccup 
I know that youre nervous but mumma ill fix it 
I know im not perfect but nobody is 
its a shame that I did what I did 
...It's a shame that I did what I did but I did it 
And im sick of wishing I did what I didn't 
And I don't know if I can make a decision 
And everybody tells me hold my position 
Yeah theyre all telling me to hold my position
But I'm sick of writing shit nobody listens to
Im sick of trying to cope im a prisoner
When will this end? Im fucked again 
Yeah when does this end? I guess it depends 
Im stuck on the fence Im livin but dead 
Im sick in the head forget what I said 
Fuck em all, I got my eye on the fuckin ball 
I think im fine then i suffer more
I got desires for somethin more
Am I back on that shit again?
I'd prefer you don't ask cause I don't wanna answer 
Is it bad again?
I said don't fucking ask shits not going to plan bruz
Everyone round mes got shit going on i got nothing worth telling 
These people I love asking if they can help but they know im not ready 
Fuck look at me sitting here clenched jaw
Got numb to the pain never not sore 
Guess I'm insane I was hunting for it 
Blessed all the same I got something for it 
Still fucked in the head tho
Still Addicted to meds I don't get enough rest 
I struggled and fought til the end and im finished 
Times up, come and lay me to rest 
I couldn't care less if uou like it or not 
cause I do it for me shut the fuck up 
Been looking for death in the right spots 
but you can't kill me mother fuckaa
You're doing your best but you've had it with this 
no wonder you've been falling under 
You knew you were testing your limits a bit 
yea I bet that you feel like a dumb cunt 
Since the same day I dropped die alone 
I never needed friends I been fine alone 
Why the fuck am I such a dick head 
nah never mind let me light a load 
Like I'll never learn, waiting patient till it's my turn 
Let it burn
Let me burn bitch

NOTHING WORTH TELLING [PROD. WXRST]

DB X KILLJAY - POSTED REMIX

KILLJAY X DIELIZM
verse 1 KILLJAY
verse 2 cix50
verse 3 kno.money
prod. ronwood
mixed/mastered by chronic shnxman

NOTHING TO PROVE - KILLJAY x CIX50 x KNO.MONEY

Kill.Money - Twin Coffins 
Prod by Pharsyde
Mixed and Mastered by SANTAN and Chronic Shnxman

KNO.MONEY x KILLJAY - TWIN COFFINS (PROD. PHARSYDE)

mixed myself 
lyrics - 
shit doesnt feel the same
is it cause im in love is it cause of the drugs is it cause ive been doing too much to my lungs?
idk people dont treat me the same 
i dont care if they run i dont care for their love i dont care that they leave when i run out of funds
im tired of playing this game 
should i give this shit up should i keep this shit running im lost and im hoping the answer will come 
folded corners on pages
phases in life that still keep popping up, memories fade as i keep fucking up i keep burning down bridges i should have left up
im getting over it i spent some time on some shit im not open with 
pull down the blinds i dont like when the light hits my eyes i am over with all of this stress on my mind i cant cope with it 
i miss the ogs that i used to smoke with 
17 fuckin up quarters with jonesy, 23 now i smoke halves without noticing 
stay by myself i dont want you to know me 
they cant do nothing to throw me, you know the deal you dont wanna owe me 
you been a rat so dont call me your homie im sick of this shit imma stay on my lonely 
i dont see any opponent pull up on me bitch yea i bet that you wont 
just let me be for a moment my demons are screaming theres blood in my throat

NOT THE SAME [PROD. ANGELE$]

lyrics: i feel it coming
they tell me im next up 
but i dont know if i want it 
im taking these meds to numb out the pressure
shaking in bed at night pain doesn’t let up
i could be better 
but i dont wanna be 
i aint showing any interest in healing 
overtaken by the strangest of feelings
overtaken by the voice of these demons
you can pretend but you dont understand it 
i dont regret i just wish i could vanish 
i can’t forget and forgive i am damaged 
i lost a whole fucking year to the xannies
nothing is going the way that i planned it
nothing is guaranteed on this planet 
i kinda preferred when i didn’t have purpose
when will i learn that this life isn’t worth it
they all warned us, all the greats 
drugs imported they from interstate 
what is this feeling i cannot get rid of it 
i tried to switch it up plenty of times
stuck in the deep caught up in the abyss of it 
i wanna die but im better alive 
i wanna cry but im dead in the eyes 
im tryna figure out why but im too high 
running in circles im losing my mind 
im forgetful i sweat like a bitch in the night 
when will the rain over me ever let up 
when does the pain die so i can just get up 
fuck it im outta here next year if nothin changes 
im gonna disappear if i dont make it 
when i die dont put me in playlists

IF NOTHING CHANGES.. [PROD. ANGST]

DEMO mixed by me
lyrics;
slamming the door to a round of applause
i was the cause of the problem of course
im done for sure, i put the holes in the walls
offin my celly ignoring your calls
rollin up quick then im gone 
somebody hand me some shit i can pour up 
fuck all the bullshit i cannot get caught up 
asked if i think she bad i said "sorta"
i dont want issues that come with these bitches
dont got a pistol i kill em with lyrics
words hurt the most, i finish them 
doin the most i fuck up their mental
i had the plug before i met chilly 
i stay by myself you dont know how im living 
hating myself is a habit im kicking 
im free if you want smoke, come get it 
i think i took too much again 
nah fuck it i need it im stuck in a dreamstate
pop it and and relay gone for three days 
fuck is the deal? ay
i get the bag for cheap, 
fuck on your chick cause your tunes are weak
i give her anxiety, she dance on my dick she got moves for me
maybe im way too deep
my bad habits swallowed me up in my sleep
she just likes using me, nah she doesnt want me shes used to me 
i cannot stand it nah fuck it ive had it i fall on my face dont belong in this place 
you need a package i bet you i have it i pick up the pace like this shit is a race
i need the cash in a way bigger bracket im off of my face by the end of the day 
im keeping tabs on you pussies i have to be quiet and watch for the snakes 
causin a racket this music shit aint been the same since i came thru the gates
i dont care if you dont fuck with me bitch i dont fuck with you and i dont mean to throw shade
i dont think im okay
poppin these pills again sippin on poison til im in the grave.

TRAGIC PT. II [PROD. GRIESGRAMMAR]

mixed by me, demo from 2019
lyrics - 
shit doesnt hit how it used to hit,
hate on me bitch i am used to it
i fuck my body up abusing shit 
if its in my way im moving it 
this is my way of letting rage out 
i could die like any day now 
i might be fine i might find a way around 
nah fuck it im on my way out,
8 xans in the drink and i dont sip slowly 
bitch i just sink it 
fake fans on my dick 
im boutta let em all know i dont think about em 
ill be back in a minute im on my lonely
dont feel like linking 
take it back to the basics 
fuck all the fake cunts i dont think about em
i need to leave again i hate this town 
i need to see you but you hate me now 
fuck the fake love i made this sound 
i dug my grave now im laying down 
time and place on a rainy day 
you wanna give it to me just say the date 
pull up 6 deep with all your mates 
see you there call it game day 
ive been getting older and my heart is getting colder 
im okay thats what i told em so i got some shit to show em 
every track i drop is golden catch me riding in the holden 
flow you got that shit is stolen give a fuck ill let you hold it 
people be claiming we mates now
im boutta heat up a stage now 
fuck it i wanted to die but i got a mission a path to be paved out 
sippin on rikky and smokin on sticky i bet if you see me im puffin a ciggy
fuckin a beat up pussy get beat up temperature heat up shaking the scene up
ive been running numbers up im 8 months in 
i been crushing molly up me and my mates gonna sniff it 
i got some its not enough i need like 8 more digits
ive been numb but never dumb i keep my scales in the kitchen

ANY DAY NOW [PROD. PENACHO]

mixed myself
lyrics
fuck up outta here you aint about what im about 
im on the same mission ive been on 
that bitch blame me for our falling out 
well i blame the shit that i sip on 
come for my spot, i bet you flop
i bet you fall down to where you been going 
too bad homie dont step on spots you dont fit on 
dont talk that shit you aint heard of 
walk wrong tracks youll quickly get burnt off 
pull up quick then i skrrt off 
bad bitch begging me to pull her skirt off 
fall down get up quick brush the dirt off
walk around dead i took the wrong turnoff 
wont leave bed im switching my phone off 
dont come knocking bitch youll get blown off 

look at the way i be sitting and blaming the way that im wasting away on the pills but i chose to be taking them 
look at the way i just fuck it all up push away all my people and say im okay to em 
look at the way i be fading to black if you letting it spray then the bullets im taking them 
look i just wish i could take it all back if they gave me the time would i know what to say to em?
fuck i dunno i guess maybe i wouldnt i meant all the things i did knowing i shouldnt 
i meant what i said when you left me in ruins i never expected to wanna pursue it 
i never neglected the facts cause i knew them you never would talk cause you said that you couldnt 
you never respected the fact it was mutual, i tried to save us you told me i shouldnt..

fuck that

fuck up outta here you aint about what im about 
im on the same mission ive been on 
that bitch blame me for our falling out 
well i blame the shit that i sip on 
come for my spot, i bet you flop
i bet you fall down to where you been going 
too bad homie dont step on spots you dont fit on 
dont talk that shit you aint heard of 
walk wrong tracks youll quickly get burnt off 
pull up quick then i skrrt off 
bad bitch begging me to pull her skirt off 
fall down get up quick brush the dirt off
walk around dead i took the wrong turnoff 
wont leave bed im switching my phone off 
dont come knocking bitch youll get blown off

BLAME ME [PROD. OSSAYA]

thanks for 60k total plays 
mixed by me 
lyrics - 
every time im up i go and fuck up all my profit 
every time you fuck with me youre closer to a socking 
every time i love a bitch the shit just ends with problems 
every time the sun comes up i say i cant be fuckin bothered 
why do they all lie in their songs im keeping it honest 
i know they all try to be on it but they aint on it 
sick of being shy imma shine like a fucking comet 
and if you pay the price i might share a cut of the profit 
ay these cunts are capping and i know it when i hear it 
i dreamed that i had it and im steady getting nearer 
every time i step in a room they look at me weirder 
i might have to rest a few i need things to look a little clearer 
summer time is here i went to hell during the winter 
sometimes im in fear of the hurt that ive been dismissing 
doing damage to my soul its on purpose i need to feel something 
fuck you if you dont understand theres a bigger picture to it 
ill spit over beats until theres diamonds in my teeth 
im happy with these demons i know i aint finding peace 
if its coolin down i apply a little more heat 
and if it gets too hot imma ice it down for my gs 
bitch boy settle down, best be quiet when i come around 
get the choir need a holy sound, i feel the fire in my body now 
they can try but never top me they got rhymes but i better
say goodbye to those who love me wont be writing a letter 
all those nights i spent just wondering if death would be better
said goodbye to a couple 100% for the better
i apply a lot of pressure they asking me how to be like me 
i smoke another kettle im high i can barely see these peeps
taught that girl a lesson she never had anything like me 
she put me on a pedestal told her she should be leaving me
i know i shouldnt worry i got it and thats a fact
i know i should be way more grateful for where im at 
i know i should be tryna get better for mum and dad 
my head is dusted im barely even intact

SETTLE DOWN [PROD. HD$]

demo
lyrics - 
ive been tryna stay clean but the drugs keep calling 
i tell it to a beat either that or i ignore it 
im tryna find piece but the rain keeps falling 
im dead in my dreams but alive come morning 
real life fiend cause my life fell apart 
she said she'd never leave me but she left me in the dark 
do not resurrect me i said it from the start 
fucking let me rest in peace, black heart 
i remember sitting at the back of the class 
feet up on the desk, face dead like a mask 
people hear a breath from me and tell me that its hard 
i dont need to stress i was meant to be a star 
smoke it in my bed or i smoke it in my car 
tryna keep my head down hiding from the narcs 
tryna wipe my memory ive had it with the past 
try not to remember me for nothin when i pass 
all these motherfuckers are steadily on the decline 
tryna figure out how i do it they tryna sneak by 
steady moving forward i do not have time to rewind 
seshin in the morning aint stoppin already been tried 
every single one of my people have lost faith 
i know that youre worried i see it in your face 
i been tryna work my way up to a better place, 
i been tryna cut all the heads off of these snakes
ive been tryna stay clean but the drugs keep calling 
i tell it to a beat either that or i ignore it 
im tryna find piece but the rain keeps falling 
im dead in my dreams but alive come morning 
real life fiend cause my life fell apart 
she said she'd never leave me but she left me in the dark 
do not resurrect me i said it from the start 
fucking let me rest in peace, black heart

SNEAK BY [PROD. DISCENT]

i think i might just go do something stupid 
i feel the pressure from the pills i been abusing 
how they boutta say they winning when they losing 
please dont hit my line im making music 
you know i put it down with the best of em 
kinda feel bad sometimes for the rest of em 
i been keeping quiet talking less to em 
kinda feel bad sometimes putting stress on em 
im the captain so fuck what anyone else says 
fuck the trap i dont wanna be on my death bed 
fuck you capping for i know that you got less bread
say you stackin the hundreds you say youre hell bent 
said youre real you got given the fakest of definitions 
said you feel what im saying you dont bother to listen 
keep a secret if you can i might share a piece of my vision 
keep at least a k away im suggesting you keep a distance

DISTANCE [PROD. LLOUIS]

lyrics - 
watch the sun shimmer down through the cracks in the roof
travel through the smoke i blew out of this packet of boof
it was always on your mind but still you ran from the truth 
i always liked the way you smiled through the crack in your tooth 
ive been saving up some money tryna get on the move 
every time they saying something swear i dont have a clue 
every day im getting older but im boutta get to it 
its amazing how i made it through the states i endured 
had the fifties weighed out on the table next to the scales 
had the pippy hid away incase i wanted it later 
shit gets iffy when particular games are the ones you're playing 
if youre with me then youre with me i hope that you plan on staying 
need a restart, im sick of these parts, 
im sick of these bars gimme two wont feel half
i need to smoke again now watch me pick a tree apart 
i see you slowly getting closer baby, here you are

CRACKS [PROD. LLOUIS]

official music video: www.youtube.com/watch?v=kiAcvju3_xQ
produced by @36176-555171137
mixed/mastered by @idstayawaytoo
lyrics - 
we all know what you're really about
got a problem come and air it out 
said my name so much they wore it out 
my heart was hurting so i tore it out 
speak the truth, never watered down 
i bleed for you watch it pouring out
ive seen the news i try to board it out 
like a trap house, now im walking out 
buds in a baggy inside of my trackies 
ill sock you for asking to borrow some baccy 
im still in the 253 with the smackies 
a pilly or two maybe he want the static?
i never wanted to be anything but myself 
i never wanted to read into things from the past 
i wish i just let em all rest on the shelf 
i put myself in my own little hell
i go to sleep at night peacefully 
i grew a love for the sound of the bells 
you were the reason that i nearly fell
so many times i was gasping for breath 
i was longing for death,
holding my head you were cold on my neck 
im glad that you left, 
ive been a mess and thats just what you left me as 
who would have guessed?
suck it up bitch boy, go and get your head checked
imma smoke a spliff and go and lay and let my head rest 
offer me the pippy and i turn into a meth head 
i been putting work in and they calling me the best yet
i heard from the birds theyve been chirping, no nest 
words turn to dust never heard what they said 
burns from the butts of these cigs im a mess
cursed by the touch of a witch with the hair 
gotta keep ten toes down,
imma sink ten cones let em all drown
ay, look at what i found
i dont fuck around wheres your plan gone now?
bitch

SPITER [PROD. 36176]

mixed and mastered by @idstayaway
lyrics:
what do you want from me i dont have anything 
take my advice and just stop with the pressure 
i gotta sit and reset for a second 
i really hope you dont expect any better 
take it from me i can teach you some lessons 
its a fucking fact the tops where im headed 
fuck all these peasants, i got the method
you better come with some weight if you steppin 
try replace me try to take my spot 
i see you pussies reaching better settle down
i'll erase the little thing you got
i see you just the same as these other clowns 
i might have to cut a homie off 
if i can sense he's tryna be a cheeky cunt
just relax they tell me sleep it off
im boutta spaz and you better believe me cunt 
i been smoking way too much dope 
pack another cone up while i sit alone 
think about the shit i did wrong 
see the signs and spit another song
bitch you got nothing on me 
ay you got 3 or 4 well i got 16 
im a fucking fiend dont walk in front of me 
dont you dare be tryna run with me 
id be scared if i was anyone other than me
i got the drip, they never seen this shit 
fuck on a bitch, number deleted shit
i got voices singing in my head 
i do not need another body in my bed 
i got visions this is not pretend 
no intermissions that's until the end 
kill

BELIEVE ME

ft. @ivyredx
prod. @bornhero
mix/master. @idstayawaytoo
lyrics-
@killjay253: stop trippin baby maybe we were meant to be
the clock's ticking said i'd meet her there at 10 to 3
fuck flippin, imma weigh this fifty flat 3
stuck living gotta wait until they bury me 
or burn me down to ashes i do not care where they spreading me
im turning down the back way the car behind us is stressing me
head down, stay quiet, dont make a sound 
dont even batter your eyelids
they can see us on the way up and they aint vibing 
shut the fuck up and listen cause im driving
im such a fuck up can't wait until im shining
go and mind your business when im writing these rhymes dear
i know that you love when im whispering in your right ear
you should never worry you know im gonna be right here
trust that, i aint going out fuck that
better aim steady you know im sending these shots back
thought i wasnt ready these pussies are getting knocked back
thoughts spinning, i spit em out and i log that
came in with a mission i promise ill never drop that
aint no intermissions wont possibly ever stop lad
i know youre off that, im flowing off tap
i know youre lost bad, you can never make it back....

@ivyredx: it's a lonely road, i hold love like it really ain't ever been mine, no
used to hold me close & now im lonely, smoking this shit till my mind go
burnt photographs of all the times we had, i void you in my own way
really these demons don't ever go 'way, no way
i could never let her back in my heart
shut the fuck up and listen to my broken heart
kinda wish that i could take it back
im naive, didn't think that you would do me bad
i try leave but, but it's not that easy
leaving, i tried to, i got locked down
couple hundred miles away from my hometown, woah now
never really felt at home in your arms, lost trust in a world so cold out 
can't go home, can't go out bad, i been tryna get along, on the low now
lost my love, and i lost my friends, and i lost my mind, i don't know now
i don't know now, i don't know you, i don't know now
i don't know now, i don't know you, i don't know now

KILLJAY x IVY RED - TRUST [PROD. BORN HERO]

mixed/mastered by @idstayawaytoo
lyrics:
where's my mind? fuck i lost that time 
i was pushing my feet up over the wrong damn line
she said i was fucking disgusting
if thats whats in her head then fuck it i must be 
fucking up plans gotta wash my hands 
i got cursed i prance til the dirt i land in
third time lucky i gave it the three chances
first night fucked me i still remember her dancing
butterfly stomach i waited for the advances
cut em off from me they fake and im real, handle it
found my sound without looking and then i ran with it 
out my town not stuck anymore i landed
hopped on a flight to the city aint planned it 
i do this shit cause im sick its no planning 
im boutta crop myself out i aint panning shit 
where is your mans and shit people cant stand your shit..
what? fuck em
fuck up outta here cause its not safe if youre not built for war 
i fuck em all with fear i came to take whats mine ill kill em all
if thats the lengths it takes to get my face up on a fuckin wall
then best believe you better leave your place im creeping thru the halls
dont give me the want to write a bar about you boy 
i got em changing what they write i set the bar around here boy 
im boutta fucking leave a mark and blow my brains out with a toy 
i said ive fucking had enough of em thinking theyre making noise
gimme a reason to let up, bitch
kill me a beat when im fed up, bitch
kicking my feet up in bed with a blunt 
and a bad little bitch i am setup, kid
gimme a reason to let up, bitch
kill me a beat when im fed up, bitch
kicking my feet up in bed with a blunt 
and a bad little bitch i am setup, kid
kill

WHERE'S MY MIND? [PROD. GRIESGRAMMAR]

laptop speaker mix by myself
lyrics - 
cigarettes to the neck i have tried my best
did i past that test? i dont know whats next
fly from the nest wrists tied my chest hurts
baby i could die if you let me 
maybe i could cry if you left me
meds give me rest say goodbye to the stress
come again this sex feels nice 
nothing like my ex in disguise youve blessed me 
texts mean less than the times i bled
come and rest your head no time for regrets
im fine dont stress this life dont tempt me 
wine glass empty at times i resent me
ill never fold under all of this pressure i put on myself ill be better i promise 
i never told you my secrets its all out of fear i should probably try to be honest
i feel cold in the dead of the night while the rain pours i got problems 
tryna solve them for me and you both but i know that its not how you wanted it 
25 grams every couple of days i cant get enough nicotine to even feel it 
28 grams in a bag i was trapping a couple a day i got sick of the flipping 
losing consciousness i cant keep up with this my head keep spinning out whenever i lay
pillies they help with the pain and my dreams i cant help but be selfish and chase them...

RESENT [PROD. PRICE]

mixed by me
lyrics - 
I aint carry no guns on me but its one call for the hitta
I dont need to pull shivs out my death stare prolly kill em 
I dont need to move weight no more but its hit me up for that wickr 
Bet id bleed for my brothers x o - d r fuck the whole system
Fuck are you kidding 
Fuck are you sippin
Cut the bullshittin 
This mans trippin..
Whole scene's full of bitches 
Your whole teams full of snitches 
Old people done switches 
on me I burned em out like bridges
Bold fingers over instagram
when i see you head down bitchin 
Bitchin....
Ay cover your face if you come my way 
Cover your base fore im on my way 
Came from a feeling of chronic pain 
Lay up and dream got the chronic blazing
Muks died my fam for life 
Kno.money my fam for life
Cix50 my fam for life 
Ay SadHectorr my fam for life 
Fuck is you looking surprised for 
You want a verse theres a price for it
Fuck is you ready to die for 
You want a hearse ill buy it for ya 
Bubble gon burst then its sirens for ya
Double my worth got the science for ya 
Troublesome earth starts riots for ya 
Stumble my words got fire for ya 
I aint carry no guns on me but its one call for a hitter 
I dont need to pull shivs out my death stare prolly kill em 
I dont need to move weight no more but hit me up for that wickr 
Bet id bleed for my brothers x o - d r fuck the whole system
Fuck are you kidding 
Fuck are you sippin
Cut the bullshittin 
This mans trippin..
Whole scene's full of bitches 
Your whole teams full of snitches 
Old people done switches 
on me I burned em out like bridges
Bold fingers over instagram
when i see you head down bitchin 
Bitchin....

KILL

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