Daily Drops 23

Bleak Obscure Maggots ft.Slim(prod.Isvvc)

MARROW W/ SXREPH [PROD. VEINN x LEATHERFACEBEAT]

SPIT! (FEAT. KILL DYLL) (PROD. XRAVIAL)

ART BY @NUUMASTAR
LYRICS:
I WOKE UP ON THAT SHIT TODAY LIKE I DONT GIVE A FUCK
ROLLING ROUND, WINDOWS DOWN, MUSIC SYSTEMS TURN IT UP
AND I HEARD HE HAD SOME SHIT TO SAY, GET SMOKE UP LIKE A DUTCH
OH WOW LOOK AT ME NOW, I CANNOT HEAR YOU CUZ IM ABOVE

OKAY BUT FUCK THAT
I BEEN SPITTING KEEF BITCH IVE BEEN SMOKING OUT THE BLUNT WRAPS
BITCH I DO IT CAUSE I LOVE THAT
FUCK HOW YOU FEEL YOU AINT GON COME BACK
.308 IT LEAVE A LOVETAP
IF THATS YOUR HOMIES, WOULDNT TRUST
IF YOU SHOOT AT ME A BUSS BACK

MY LIFE FEELING DIFFERENT HOE I TREAT IT LIKE A FUNCTION
MY JOB JUS LIKE UR JOB I GO TO THE STU TO PUNCH IN
EMPTY OUT A NEW CLIP BITCH IM LOADED LIKE NO RUSSIAN
HOPPING IN THE WHIP FEEL LIKE A RAZOR HOW IM CUTTING

CREEP IN THE DARK WITH A MF CHOP ON MY HIP AND THEY CANNOT SEE ME IM A GHOST
HE TRYNNA TALK BOUT THE KID BUT HE FINNA GET BANNED CAUSE HE AINT KNOW X2 THE HOST
ME AND THE MOB LIKE COVENANT WE FINNA STUNT AGAIN, ALL THAT I MISS IS THE CLOAK
STEP ON THE MF GAS AND I GRIP ON THE WHEEL AND I SWERVE OFF THE END OF THE ROAD

OK ME AND X2 PICKING UP THE FUCKING PACE
BITCH WE 2 TIMES FASTER KEEP A BLASTER FOR YOUR FACE
BITCH IM PLAYING GOD WHEN I MAKE EM TEST THEIR FAITH
GIVE THAT BOY A BLOODY NOSE, HE GOT METAL FOR HIS TASTE

THEY WANNA BE KARMA BUT THEY CANNOT SWITCH SIDES
MF'S BE TWEAKING I CAME FOR THE REAPING I PULL UP TO YOUR HOUSE FOR A FIST FIGHT
NO I DONT NEED A REASON BITCH I AM A DEMON WHEN IMMA GO TAKE AWAY HIS LIFE
AND I STILL HAVENT EATEN SO I MIGHT OPEN SEASON AND THEY LOOKING AT ME FOR A REVIVE

AND THE WAY THAT IM MOVING IS CLOCK WORK
PUSSY BOY TRYNNA SPEAK LEMME TALK FIRST
ALL THESE RAPPERS MY SON'S IM THE FATHER
KARMA MOB PULLING UP NEVER FAULTER
RAPPER'S ALL ON MY MEAT LIKE MY JOGGERS
KEEP A HEATER ON ME KEEP A CHOPPER
WHEN I AIM I DONT PRAY SHOOTING STRAIGHT FOR THE FACE
MAKE THAT BOY DISARRAY HIS WHOLE POSTURE

TURN THIS BITCH TO GTA, WAY I LEAVE HIS BODY WASTED
YOUR BITCH ON MY DICK LEAVING MY EGO INFLATED
YOU CAN CALL ME ZIM HOW YOUR CRIB GETTING INVADED
KARMA MOBBIN' TO THE TOP BUT WE STARTED IN THE BASEMENT

IDGAF FEAT. RUZLXN (BUCKX2)

Prod. YCK

Remind me of who I am again
Without all the words you initially said
Describing me as some contemptible scoundrel
If your guilt don’t get to you I know the hounds will
Inner impairment I waste opportunities
Ongoing currently no longer soon to be
Dead cause I don’t even feel that alive
It’s like I already have met my demise
Caressed by the blanket the warmth is familiar 
I’m like a chameleon I blend in until your
Just sick of me watch me adopting the traits
That you hated so much I will burn at the stake
You get belligerent popping barbiturates
You get combative leftover scar tissue it’s
Friendly reminders ain’t asked for but welcomed
If I had the answers then I wouldn’t tell them

Cower in cowardice
As I believed you would
I watched just how your urges evolved
Oh the end of this
Will be the only good
Outcome for all of us here involved
Let’s make a pledge let’s make this right
Stumbled across it those near beware
I’ve felt the wedge I’ve felt the blight
Who’s got the toxins cause I’ll be there

If everyone’s different then nobody is
Like what good is “specialty” that don’t exist
I am an expert in crass overthinking
It’s foundering slowly we’re this close to sinking
Not able-bodied for what you expect of me
Kicked-in inflicted and stricken incessantly
Why’d we prolong and extend what is sure
When there have been billions that couldn’t mature
Leverage decreasing a new life I’m leasing
But it’s so demanding to try and live decent
My viewpoints ambiguous soaring aloft
And my thick skin deciduous I shrug em off
A child among many you’re standing apart
From the rest your behavior was bad from the start
I track infinite incidents they hold in common
The fact that there ain’t a day that you don’t got em

Cower in cowardice
As I believed you would
I watched just how your urges evolved
Oh the end of this
Will be the only good
Outcome for all of us here involved
Let’s make a pledge let’s make this right
Stumbled across it those near beware
I’ve felt the wedge I’ve felt the blight
Who’s got the toxins cause I’ll be there

The Only Outcome

Master F THE CLUB (burgxraze) - V8 (from V5) Cleaner Vox, Low End, And Master

F THE CLUB w/ Burgos

GOD COMPLEX (PROD. GASHUM)

FOLLOW ME ON IG: @33DELIRIUM

Lyrics:

Rags around my face I'm blacken out I can not see none
She said I'm exotic tell her that's just how the weed burn
Leeches on my back I kill them all they leaving lesions
Pray a motherfucker run up come give me a reason
Shadows out the corner of my eye
Recognize the false fake prophet and he predisposed to die
Never bite always bark it was destined from the start
Got the drop on opposition now I'm creeping out the dark
Creeping through the city with a pocket full of dead ones
Heard that they been talking on my neck just cause I just made some
Never talking pesos boy I'm only talkin pay sums
Fast tracking quick to let that motherfucking blade run

A rag around my head
Stepping out the ashes with a ratchet got the metal full of lead
Mad that I ain't dead
Long as I keep breathing that's a reason that these pockets getting fed
A rag around my head
Stepping out the ashes with a ratchet got the metal full of lead
Mad that I ain't dead
Long as I keep breathing that's a reason that these pockets getting fed

I can never rest
Bitch I came too ball like I'll be sleeping when I'm dead
Turn a body red
I might levitate
I just left my body think the gas went to my brain
Altered state, hold up wait
Creeping through the city with a pocket full of dead ones
Heard that they been talking on my neck just cause I just made some
Never talking pesos boy I'm only talkin pay sums
Fast tracking quick to let that motherfucking blade run

A rag around my head
Stepping out the ashes with a ratchet got the metal full of lead
Mad that I ain't dead
Long as I keep breathing that's a reason that these pockets getting fed
A rag around my head
Stepping out the ashes with a ratchet got the metal full of lead
Mad that I ain't dead
Long as I keep breathing that's a reason that these pockets getting fed

RAGS (PROD. SWEXY)

PAY UP

[patrick bateman]
You can dress like me, do you hair like me, talk and walk like me. But the difference between you and I is I’m 1 of a kind, and you cant be more like me.

[hook]
If you want me to like you, be more like me
I look the man in the mirror, I like what I see
Nice shoes, nice pants, and a clean white tee
I’m not narcissistic baby, bitch omg
I really made it for myself and now these bitches comin back
Bitch I Doubled all my money, while I leveled up my stats
All homies going up, and the fakes done left the chat
I put a bitch on for 1 day, but she ain’t ever comin back 
(X2)
[verse]
I don’t want your problems, stfu just leave me lone
Every day some body switching, wtf be going on
They be hating from a distance I can feel it in my bones
Bitch I really just be chillin smokin gas until I’m gone
Dumb boy, fuck boy, get shot down
Crazy how they hatin but I’m cruising on they block now
140 on the dash, im cruising with the top down
like to see me doing bad, I hope you like my Glock sound

Fucks boys tryna copy me
No no you cannot rock with me
That lame shit aint stoppin me
I be making money while you gossiping
X2

[hook]
If you want me to like you, be more like me
I look the man in the mirror, I like what I see
Nice shoes, nice pants, and a clean white tee
I’m not narcissistic baby, bitch omg
I really made it for myself and now these bitches comin back
Bitch I Doubled all my money, while I leveled up my stats
All homies going up, and the fakes done left the chat
I put a bitch on for 1 day, but she ain’t ever comin back 
(X2)

More Like Me (prod.user)

LYRICS

you need to go 
you tore me apart
you were the one, now the fucking pain’s off the charts (im about to drown)
now i’m alone
i loved you so much girl, too much i should have known (im about to drown)
Im about to die 
you was never sorry, nah you never said goodbye (im about to drown)
i feel like a clone
like what’s my purpose now, what’s left when i’m alone (im about to drown)

i feel like death, my wrist so icy, and i’m drowning, drowning, in a fountain 
in that fountain, there’s no coins, no wishes, just a mountain of problems
all my problems i wish i could solve em, just by making dollars	
my emotions, i can’t understand them, leave em to the scholars

i’m broken, shit, wish i could decipher myself, i don’t need no
selfish shit, worry bout your health and your wealth, run away and 
leave me be, need nobody else, don’t want help, i don’t wanna
make a scene, too much on my plate, now your face, i don’t think i wanna see

 can’t let you fade away, cos i really thought you were the one 
while back i tried to kill myself, and failed, and now I wish i used a gun
and i guess i could say i’m afraid, that a life without just you ain’t worth it
i’d like to finally rid myself, of pain, the wounds, i wonder why they still hurting

all this time i could just never forget
i wonder was it real, or all in my head
what’s fueling your words is it pain or regret
and im not going through this ever again

you need to go 
you tore me apart
you were the one, now the fucking pain’s off the charts (the fucking pain is off the charts now)
now i’m alone
i loved you so much girl, too much i should have known (im about to drown)
Im about to die 
you was never sorry, nah you never said goodbye (no you never said goodbye nah)
i feel like a clone
like what’s my purpose now, what’s left when i’m alone

now i’m watching you pack your things, and i just can’t help but wonder what could have been 
you were an angel, sent from above, im a sinner, now i know this my punishment 
ain’t too many clothes in my closet, else, wouldn’t be no place for my skeletons
i kept running, running away from my ailments, i mistook you for medicine

i remember when i knew you were mine, you were the sun, im feeling stupid
now i’m so lost, i’m afraid of the dark, i’m on the run, evil is rooted
inside my heart, go berserk, bout to die, you got a gun, and i beg you to shoot me
i wanna run away, but i can’t, i wanna die but the demons won’t let me

i never wanted to fight, i’m sorry
we could have stopped a while back, you destroyed me
you’re the one in black, shoulda told me
we were side by side, now i’m on the backseat

got a chance, got a chance, i wasted,
true bliss, in ignorance, i tasted
i was shown the worst in life by cupid
found a saving grace in making music  

you need to go (you need to go)
you tore me apart (tore me apart)
you were the one, now the fucking pain’s off the charts (the fucking pain is off the charts now)
now i’m alone (now i’m alone)
i loved you so much girl, too much i should have known (too much i should known known known)
Im about to die (im about to die)
you was never sorry, nah you never said goodbye (nah you never said goodbye nah)
i feel like a clone (i feel like a clone)
like what’s my purpose now, what’s left when i’m alone  you need to go 
you tore me apart
you were the one, now the fucking pain’s off the charts (the fucking pain is off the charts now)
now i’m alone
i loved you so much girl, too much i should have known (im about to drown)
Im about to die 
you was never sorry, nah you never said goodbye (no you never said goodbye nah)
i feel like a clone
like what’s my purpose now, what’s left when i’m alone

TORE ME APART (prod. DOWNFVLL)

ARTISTS: ZILLVH, KiD KAMi, & INDIGO.1017
PRODUCER: Flee
ARTWORK: ZILLVH

GERONIMO! (W/ KiD KAMi & INDIGO.1017) (Prod. Flee)

𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙳𝚁𝙰𝙶𝙾𝙽𝚂𝙿𝙸𝙽𝙴 𝙷𝙰𝚂 𝙵𝙾𝚁𝙼𝙴𝙳

𝚃𝙰𝙻𝙺𝚃𝚄𝚄𝙼𝙴 /𝚆 𝙽𝙸𝙶𝙷𝚃𝙼𝙸𝙽𝙳+ & 𝙶𝚇𝚃𝙷 [𝙿𝚁𝙾𝙳. 𝙽𝙾𝙸𝚉𝚈]

prod. by butterwrld
additional prod. by zaki ali

lyrics 

I don’t wanna talk about it 
I just wanna be about 
Then we could all see about it 
I don’t feel the need to count on 
Any motherfucker 
Looking petty motherfucker 
I’ve already suffered 
Severing syllables
Till I’m fucked up (Fuck)


Still pressed
cause of the fact everyone’s stuck up
Feel depressed
so I have to hit up enough plugs 
To drum up the probability 
There’s enough drugs
To numb my fucking brain 
And maintain I stay drugged up
Delicate, so I generate hellish ways 
To accelerate just to help my pain 
Celebrate, psychedelic developments
That envelop my zealous 
Compelling nature to rebel
against you fellas 
irrelevant and so fucking jealous 


I don’t want let it get the best of me
I definitely (stress)
Got a cemetery in my mind 
because you’re dead to me (dead) 
Work a lot 
I stir the pot 
Cause bitch, I got some recipes (chef)
The nerve you got 
Is sure to pop my vein 
Need more than therapy (yeah)

I don’t want let it get the best of me
I definitely (dread)
Got a cemetery in my mind 
because you’re dead to me (dead)
Every day and every night 
My feelings bright as ecstasy (ex)
Eventually I’m lead to see 
My destiny (yeah)


Pardon, I’m stuck in between 
Fantasies you contaminated 
Starting to feel
Like the fucks that I give
have been amputated (fuck)
Tough to live 
But, it’s harder to forgive 
I don’t plan on caving  (no)
My hearts a canvas  
Cut myself
To use my blood to paint this 
Touch of incision 
enough given to brush my pain with 
Another figment of infatuation 
To escape with 
Face it, it’s basic 
I’m basically desperate 
Enough to self destruct 
Just to have someone to lay with 
Because I crave it (I crave it)

Killing, I’ve been feeling like I’ve fallen 
In the middle of a battle with my shadow 
Shield the fact that I’ve been living 
Like an asshole when I grapple 
With these graphic thoughts
My spirit fucking rattles off these lyrics  
That attack on my appearance 
Back with my fears 
I make these habits be my nearest 
Form of happiness
I steer it till I’m manic 
And a tragic fate 
Adheres to my enchanted state 
Reality, I animate with pills 
Till I contaminate the mirror 

Mirror, mirror on the wall 
Burn all of my fucking flaws 
Into urns and let me fall 
With these words 
Until I crawl to observe
the base of my frustrations 
From the start 
All I could recall
is that you broke my fucking heart 

I don’t want let it get the best of me
I definitely 
Got a cemetery in my mind 
because you’re dead to me
Work a lot 
I stir the pot 
Cause bitch, I got some recipes 
The nerve you got 
Is sure to pop my vein 
Need more than therapy 

I don’t want let it get the best of me
I definitely 
Got a cemetery in my mind 
because you’re dead to me
Every day and every night 
My feelings bright as ecstasy 
Eventually I’m lead to see 
My destiny 
Let it be

LIVE LAUGH LOBOTOMY

I'M BACK WIT LUCINATE (@user-332744884)
ART BY @FUGGITTTTT
PROD PHXTON:
https://www.youtube.com/@prod.phxton6215

LYRICS :
(GUARDIAN)
*INTRO BANTER*
i don't know how to start this but i jerked off to the mona lisa...

FAST BALL TO YOUR FUCKIN HEAD
IM GOIN MAD, I'M OFF THE WALLS JUS LIKE IM ROCKIN VANS
 I MEDITATE YOU IMITATE THATS WHY YOU FUCKIN MAD
YOU THINK YOU WORTH IT BUT YOU MORE LIKE WORTH A GRAIN OF SAND

I BE SMOKIN TIL MY CHEST HURT
I'MA FIND HIS BLOCK AND IMA POP OUT LIKE A JESTER
I BE LOSIN COPS AND I AIN'T EVEN CALL IN LESTER
I BE GETTING HIGH AND I BE STONED JUST LIKE I'M CHESTER

CUZ I'M A STINGY MOTHA FUCKA
IMA PULL UP, RIGHT UP ON YA
IMA AIR THE BLOCK OUT 
AND THEN IMA KILL YA FUCKIN MOTHA
BITCH IM GONNA GET MY STICK 
AND IMA HIT YOU LIKE A DRUMMER
IF YOU FUCK WIT ME 
I'M GETTING HEATED LIKE THE FUCKIN SUMMER

let's just cool down a second,
let me teach a lesson
BITCH I GOT A LETHAL WEAPON
SO YOU BETTER PAY ATTENTION
WHEN I CAME INTO THE SESSION
I'M HEARIN VOICES LIKE IM VENOM
I GOT FUCK BOYS TALKIN SHIT
I GOT DEMENTIA I'LL FORGET EM'

I JUST GOT JACKED FOR A $100 DOLLAR BILL
AND I JUST WANNA PUSH THAT PUSSY DOWN A FUCKIN HILL
JACK AND JILL YEAH YOU KNOW THAT'S PRETTY CHILL
BITCH I GOT YOU IN MY SIGHTS AND NOW I'M GOING FOR THE KILL

(LUCINATE)
BITCH WHAT YOU WANT
 IM LUCINATE UP IN THIS CUNT 
I KEEP THE PISTOL NAMED IT FORTY 
AND IM AIMING AT YOU RUNTS 
KARATE KICK SOME KIDS FOR FUN 
SPONGEBOB HE WAS NUMBER ONE 
F IS FUCK YOU AINT AINT NO FUN 
A MILE HIGHER TO THE SUN 

WATCH ME PULL UP NEXT 
FUCKIN UP ON ALL THESE SHOWS THEN IM OVER TO THE NEXT
IM ONLY GEEKIN WHEN IM SICK GASHIN UP ON MY NECK
 I JUST DODGED OLD FEDS NOW IM HOPPIN OFF A FENCE 
BITCH I GOT THAT SPIDER SENSE BUT I MEANT OFFENCE

 I JUST STABBED THIS BITCH SHE TOOK IT TO THE DOME 
THEN I PULL OUT MY DICK AND FUCK THE BRAND NEW HOLE 

THIS SHIT IM SMOKIN LACED YA TOOK IT TO THE FACE 
I JUST GOT SOME BRAND NEW SNEAKERS LIKE I RAN A RACE 

BITCH NOW I’M MAD 
IMA CUT YOU WITH SOME GLASS 
IMA FIND YOU AT THE SPOT AND 
THEN I HIT YOU WIT THE SPAZZ 

NOW YOUR INNARDS ARE OUTTARDS 
GOT ME SNORITING POWDER OFF THE MF COUNTERS 
HIS NAME MUST BE COURAGE CAUSE HE IS A FUCKING COWARD 
POP A MOTHA FUCKER NOW HE LEANIN LIKE THE PISA TOWER 

YOU AINT WORTH THE SHIT THAT WE DIE ON YOU 
JUST WASTE A LIFE AND MY TIME YUH 
HIT HIM WITH THE FIYAH 
MAKE THAT BOY RETIYA 
IMA FUCK AROUND AND ITHEN ILL TAKE HIS FUCKING LIFE YUH

(GUARDIAN)
CUZ I'M A STINGY MOTHA FUCKA
IMA PULL UP, RIGHT UP ON YA
IMA AIR THE BLOCK OUT
AND THEN IMA KILL YA FUCKIN MOTHA
BITCH IM GONNA GET MY STICK
AND IMA HIT YOU LIKE A DRUMMER
IF YOU FUCK WIT ME
I'M GETTING HEATED LIKE THE FUCKIN SUMMER

(FRED)
OH BROTHER, THIS GUY STINKS!

MIDDLE FINGER! FEAT. LUCINATE (PROD. PHXTON)

Suicide Door (Ft. Stemodity)

LYRICS:


If you down with this track
Put yo hands in the air 
Fuck any mothafucka 
Doubting ME
I don’t care
KEEP THOSE THOUGHTS AND PRAYERS
FOR YOUR FUCKING SELF 
Might as well go fuck yourself 
And call that help


Every person you will ever love
will perish 
Even if that person is yourself 
Gotta find something 
That will satisfy your mental health 

People will always have opinions of you
Even if it can’t be further from the truth 
Pick your battles cause not every 
person will like you

You can flip a 180
Promise I’m living proof 
Tryna learn patience 
so that I’m not aloof
But it’s hard when there’s stupid mothafuckas 
All around too
Now on I’m on to round 2
 Finally in tune 
realizing 
It’s up to me to choose 
What i wanna do
Either sit in the gloom 
Or put the negativity in the tomb 
 
So it doesn’t consume 
Here to slaughter every hard day that I face 
Hit the gym 
to fuck up some weights
Don’t let your life go to waste 
Diamond in the rough
Gotta lot to Discuss
Now I’m rolling up 
So I can get high as fuck 

You aren’t a thought
You Gotta transcend it 
I can read you front to back 
Like an exit 
talking big behind that screen
But not about it 
Methodical not very spontaneous 
Tryna Kick two habits simultaneous 

 On a journey 
to being the best version 
of myself that’s a promise
Not here to entertain 
the mirage of alliance
often bite my knuckle 
Stoppin myself from violence 
Not looking for yo  guidance 
People chronically 
erroneous just like pseudoscience 
Yet they permeate it with such confidence 

In acceptance with the fact that I’m ephemeral 
Losing you was Ineffable 

Been through so much mental turmoil 
in my brains soil
Wish I could Shorten my problems 
like an initial 
Initially I didn’t believe in myself 
Now I came to terms with these cards that I’ve been dealt

If you down with this track
Put yo hands in the air 
Fuck any mothafucka 
Doubting ME
I don’t care
KEEP THOSE THOUGHTS AND PRAYERS
FOR YOUR FUCKING SELF 
Might as well go fuck yourself 
And call that help

I DON'T CARE

I DON'T CARE (Prod. Bhapser)

Shade Apollo & Xstitch - Psychopomp

written / performed by @blckbrds
produced by @zepelinbeats & @zyllerbeats
engineered by @tumaggz

Daily Drops 23

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