Lunar X Wrvthfvl - Meet Yo Maker

RUN THIS NEW JUNT UP ! 
BEAT BY @EVILMY$TIC

LATE NIGHT FLXW (Prod. EVIL MY$TIC)

Ice Age

BORN HATED COLLECTIVE
lyrics:
fan on my at face at night to keep out the quiet
I can't hide behind it
becoming  the silence
provided to deafen the blinded
I wonder what time it is
look out the curtains 
you'll meet all the demons that I'm riding with
surviving through the storm but got no where to go whenever lightning hits 
these thoughts of thunder 
booming underneath
no one can see
the other one of me
that might just kill if I don't strike a couple trees
a blunt for me but not for you cause you ain't crushing any leaves
I think it's better off I'm left alone I need to be in peace
fuck out my face unless you  wanna find out why they call me lord of the hate
no one is safe from me stealing yo head for the stick when I walk through my cave 
I need support for the weight on my back everyday
what is the way 
permanent marks cannot be erased but
I'm done with self harm now I know its a waste
what a joke my lungs are fried my heart rate keeps on jumping up
spikes inside my chest I feel my tunnels turning in to dust 
mouth is like a funnel chugging blood until it floods
but I'll mix the fungus with the bud so it don't hurt too much

thoughts of thunder (prod. h8one5ive)

INTHEGAME FEAT.LORD DISMAYNE (PROD.MYSTIC)(SLOWED N THROWED)

LUNARNM - JUDGEMENT NITE 
PRODUCED BY TIPTOP DA DRUID OF CUSCHE CLIQUE PRODUCTIONZ

Judgement Nite

NOT 4 SALE (PROD. BY SVNTXMVLX)

#phonk #guerillarecords

psychoactive on the hunt
I'm looking for a bag to zip
a bitch up in to make him lunch
then drag the garbage to the pit
in the cut 
down to slit 
like a rabid mutt 
I'm sick
rip the scalp off of your head and
play with your brain like a stick
who you joking with this ain't no laughing matter 
I'm the mad hatter with the rabbit lickin up the splatter 
I ain't mad at ya 
really I'm just done wit all the chatter
so I hadda scatter all the teeth to make sure they ain't cooked into the platter 
I'm badder
then micheal 
swimming through  blood like I'm Phelps 
got that pot up in system diving head first in the devils wishing well
when Ill land I cannot tell
but there better be nobody else
reserve my place in hell
I'm deservent of the shackles 
and the pain I will endure
no tears I show
as I'm burning  on the floor
fuck it let me get some more
it's the best thing I have felt
since about the age of 12 
knocking on the reapers door
suicide 
I will try 
every night
till I succeed 
now I never touch
a knife unless 
it's to make someone bleed
my ways so tedious
i keep the piles nice and neat
to make sure noone sees the meat
that I'm about to eat 
no luck only karma when I'm chasing you down
I praise the father of the dead that's why I stay underground
I love the way that thunder beats so you can make all the sounds
that you want
got you drowning in the blood from your mouth
quench my thirst from the spout
then I move on to my next chosen 
I be killing all these beats I think I'm needing me a trophy
take these words that I have spoken as you must
but don't turn em all around and make em different than they was lil bitch

