This shit so fuckin gas. You need more followers my guy

Man I saw this released on Apple Music under "anothony." which is a name I recognize, I go looking for the lyrics and turns out Vigilant Son was you all this time! I've been following your stuff for who knows how long now and I'm glad to see you're somewhat active again man. Your work got me through some odd times in my life.

THIS IS SO FUCJING GOOD IM CRYING SO MYCH I LOVE IT

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-ETvbQpFLQI

Lyrics:

I need that faux

Getting more

All my clothes

Check my Figure

Hoes

Getting showed

Wit my phone edit 

Pictures


Imma do wrong 

Don’t care about right

Flex this faux

Nobody gon like

Ion like the sun

Only fuck with low light

I ain’t with you bums

Cause im never outside

Buy all my love

Cause it get you high

Suck my drugs

You can get these likes

Bring the power people steal it back

Because its mine

Everything i own i stole my right

 
I got you helping me wipe

Makin new amendments 

When i never know why

Feel like descending is ascendence

In a sense im all right

A legend when im editing

My wiki obliged

To do whatever

Forever

Bending it back

Put me

In a box bitch

Lets amass

This a movment

Move this

Alcatraz

This our bed

Lets get attached






I want to fuck

My one philosphy

Im getting stuck

Chew my leg

I got to eat

Im in the front

Now everybody watchin me

Now everybody want the seed

Everybody everybody want to talk to me


Take my shirt off, let the ho's see my artwork

Got two ho's same color as my Converse

Throw your pride out when you get inside my limousine

Christ D getting more head than the guillotine

Iced out wrist look just like a flat screen

Asphalt colored Aston Martin on the Asanti

Fred Flintstone, I don't even need my car keys

Catch me at the show signing titties with a Sharpie

You better send that money if you wanna see your son again

My pinky ring Jewish and it cost a lot of Benjamin's

Rubies in my mouth same color as an Indian

Big ass Glock knock a nigga to oblivion

And you already know we can't do music 'cause you're so retarded

Saw a bag of coke and it reminded me of where I started

I just caught the fight and hit up Darkie (bitch im in yo city)

Way too many blunts and Percocets, it got me feeling dizzy



Mmm, pickin' it up

Middle finger in the place and I'm stickin' it up

On the way to the top and we got a lot in the pot

Smoking every single day with Dillinger on an opp

And we can get it

And we can get it, my nigga

Me and Christ hit the shooting range grippin' the trigger

I be feeling kinda light-weight sippin' the liquor

I'm buying Crypto low and then flippin' it bigger, my nigga

Hmm, gotta put in to get out

These niggas want a handout, but ain't got shit to hand out

My nigga, why your hand out?

Huh, we got some bands now

Funny how this Hip-Hop shit like to pan out (Oh)

Huh, lights, camera, action

Hit the prime with the headlock, blam

Huh, no manners

Rules, regulations or standards

Chains so big it's like I'm a slave

rock too big to fit in my grave

Drippin', but my songs never leak

This that shit that you put on repeat

WATCHING ME (feat. Christ Dillinger and Lil Darkie)

VIDEO LINK: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gcmt8JnQBvU

Cover by Louis Ramirez


lyrics:

words

words 

words

words

words

more words

words

a word

some more words right here

words

words

words

Pool Party (prod. Wendigo & Cubensis) (VIDEO LINK IN DESCRIPTION)

Lil Darkie x BRUHMANEGOD x MKULTRA - Flag Up

(Yo, put in on dow-)

Switchblade in the back of my pocket, 
you know I’m in for the profit, I always aim to get my money up Stupid niggas only be looking to get they funny up 
If I see em come around they know they getting muddied up, 
don’t give a fuck 
I’ll pop out on like any nigga, keep it tucked on waistline, you know I am not fucking wit the play time 
You can’t rhyme, you know I’m only riding wit the best, got the foo foo niggas stressed, I’m on the block and never need a vest

Introduce a nigga face into my timberland, 
I got my oppas shivering, they’ll never play wit me again 
Walk into the party and my diamonds glistening, he wasn’t listening when I told him I’m boutta up it on him 

Think about me so much that I’m prolly in ya dreams, rockin old supreme, while I’m takin a shot of Jim Beam, you switched teams So now I think it’s justified to make ya fuckin bitch cream, you know I’ll take ya life away on live stream  (Aye, aye, aye, aye)


Aye,
Bitch I hop out the Beam
Aye,
Bitch I walk out the Beam
Big steppa, and I'm Big Double D
Big steppa in my Louis V/Supreme

I can't walk, watch out, I might slip
From the 9-5-4, bitch we still on fuck shit
Gang gang, if you ain't gang you can't hang
You so broke, what you on for?
Noctvrnl Gang, its what ya bitch say
I'm sippin drank, put my whole three in a Lemonade
Bitch on my dick, aye
Because I'm cool, aye
Finna pop up on this pill like ooh, aye

I'm in the same damn shit that I been in, pussy
Imma pull up on yo bitch, she gon suck up on me, suck up on me
Gang
From the 9-5-4 to the N-Y-C 
Bitch it's Big Double D


Me and my boys in NYC, and we poppin shit
I walk into the Rick Owens store, cuz I'm coppin shit
Rick Owens shorts, big pockets, I be droppin shit
Take that nigga out of the photo, we be croppin shit

Big bands, big pile of money, with the opulence
Everytime I ride the subway, hop it, they ain't stop us once
Everytime I ride the subway, leave a sticker on the seat
Dark liquor, brown liquor, I like all my liquor sweet

I smoke grabba-leaf, not so swisher sweets
I'll take a Bacon Egg and Cheese, don't be cheap with the meat
It's 3AM, but a nigga starving and he gotta eat
I'm smoking so much weed that the stars are not that far to me
I'm sorry, bitch ass nigga, huh, pardon me
Didn't see ya there, I guess you're just hard to see
Lil Darkie, that's a tough act, hard to beat
I see them tryna spit, but this rappin shit's a part of me

HOBKNOCKER FEAT. XATOKAI, EDDISON, LIL DARKIE

DIRTBAG FEAT. CHRIST DILLINGER, FL.VCO, BLCKK

I'm in a black room
Tripping off some bad shrooms
As the world outside me is falling apart...
I guess we all must suffer sometimes for our art
Forget the palm trees
Parking lots and dope fiends
Weather here is fine
and I'm free as a bird
And I'm trying to write the greatest song
The world has ever heard

How could I know?
How you'd receive my message?
One night stand and a drunk confession
The reviews are in...
and now the message is clear
I'm not really here.

I was in a black room
Banging out some dope tunes
Figured out a way to keep my heart intact
Just keep the songs short
Lyrics from a dartboard
This will be the record that will set me right
Even if it takes me the rest of the fucking night

All I need is one hit 
and I'm headed for the good life
Never should have played with the hairspray and sharp knives
All this stress it's a wonder I survived
'Cause I'm not really...

Here in my mental garage
Without the internet 
Or even VCR
I see the message right in front of me
Sunlight shines on an island
On a pocket of the sea
and my hands they write the words
It's become a part of me.

I was in a black room 
Contemplating my doom
Looking down the barrel of a loaded gun...

BUT

No-one ever told me that life could be this fun...
'Cause I can still win the game 
If I'm already past the age
Could I still have it made
If I've already gotten played?
Anything is better than waiting around to die...
I guess I should go outside.

BLACK ROOM

lyrics :
my girl 
Can you tell me where it all went wrong 
Your my world 
wanna see you it’s been far too long 
Im now broken but I’ll fix all of the pieces just for you
what do you choose
(what do you choose)

Guess I really messed up
(Never wanted to be losing you)
X2

Guess I really messed up
(OoooOOoOoOoo)
X2

You can never forget our times and I swear I’ll be standing right by your side
(An I swear)
X2

I swear it won’t be hard to do
what do you choose
(what do you choose)

my girl 
Can you tell me where it all went wrong 
Your my world 
wanna see you it’s been far too long 
Im now broken but I’ll fix all of the pieces just for you
what do you choose
(what do you choose)

Guess I really messed up
(Never wanted to be losing you)
X2

Guess I really messed up
(OoooOOoOoOoo)
X2

You can never forget our times and I swear I’ll be standing right by your side
(An I swear)
X2

I swear it won’t be hard to do
what do you choose
(what do you choose)

guessed right (prod.velvetwave)

SORRY FOR BEING ME

grace

are you ready?

i forced my friends to rap in a song, they've never made music in their life. please enjoy pimp chimpin'

PIMP CHIMPIN' (FEAT. MY FRIENDS) (PROD. CAVEMAN)

Taking cues from the best of 60s surf and psychadelia combined with an affinity for neon nostalgia, the music you'll find here combines dirty, danceable grooves and hard-hitting punk rock chaos to tell the story of a 'beach bum' lost in a 21st century dystopia, made from blood, booze, and the baking sun.

BLACK ROOM

Vigilant Son

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