Lyrics:

CHORUS (Mugen! The Human)
Milligram, Milligram, Milligram
30's on 30's I pop
Pharmacy fresh No middle man
I got the means on stock
I got the means on lock
Fuck it I'm leaning and dreaming a lot
And if those means don't kill me
Maybe the pain stops
Popping PainKillers
Void no more I fill up
Won't do light like Miller
And don't claim sick I'm iller 
Said im popping PainKillers
Void no more I fill up
Won't do light like Miller
And don't claim sick I'm iller

VERSE (LeX)
(Whoa) 
Comatose on the sofa
Even though I said I wasn't supposed to stay that long
Mind state super nova
Deep in that codeine cosmos day to dawn
Limits I stretch like yoga
Meet my quota far before I'm gone then double what a motherfucking feather weight will claim he's on
Bet they play these songs and say that Lex is sending SOS's 
Second guess his glorification of a life spent so fucking reckless 
Yea
Be my therapist if you wanna
Analyze why when I burn marijuana
Locked in a box so hot like a sauna not just cause I wanna
Do it cause gotta 
(Momma imma be ok) 
That empty promise often broke
(She's Worried imma Kurt Cobain)
Coughing shotgun smoke
Coffin plot, one roses resting on tomb stone 
Quote reading vagabond finally found a true home 
Whoa
That was to much for the masses, they don't wanna hear about the facts of a casket so
Imma do that A list rap shit, pop a couple scripts tryna kill my madness I'm
Suppressing depression with sedatatives 
Said it would lesson the pain so repetitive
So I repeat and deplete on the regular 
Don't call my cellular I'm on a level more...

(Mugen! The Human)
Up then most of these children
I answer numb when they ask how I'm feeling
Used to be pedaling, pushing and dealing
Now that my money's right don't leave my building

(LeX)
(Stare at the ceiling)
Cause when you got money to throw and genetics so twisted you live in the lows you're gonna leverage your head from depths with your doe and then dance in abyss till you reap what you sow

(Mugen! The Human)
Reap what you sow?

(LeX)
Damn right better repeat that quote.
Cause most of these bitches think Karma's a joke till their up to their throat in the drama they brought on themselves from the go
Oh God 
Know the facts 
Still pop any way
Imma crash eventually for now I ride that steady fade

CHORUS (Mugen! The Human)
Milligram, Milligram, Milligram
30's on 30's I pop
Pharmacy fresh No middle man
I got the means on stock
I got the means on lock
Fuck it I'm leaning and dreaming a lot
And if those means don't kill me
Maybe the pain stops
Popping PainKillers
Void no more I fill up
Won't do light like Miller
And don't claim sick I'm iller 
Said im popping PainKillers
Void no more I fill up
Won't do light like Miller
And don't claim sick I'm iller

Won't do light like Miller

Don't claim sick I'm iller

Void no more I fill up

Popping PainKillers (Whoa)

Painkillers ft. Mugen! The Human [Prod. 4k]

LYRICS:
Light this, Hol Up...

Fortify Fate
Borderline Skitz tryna get to the cake
Glam my glitz from the wrist to the vein
Tame this life witta fist and a name
Bitch my purpose Never Been surface 
Used ta feel worthless, Less then Person 
But I broke curse when all of them Serpents met head first with my motherfucking furnace UH. YEAUH
Woods burn back 
Woulda Shoulda Coulda nah bury all That 
Tryna make Moves with a neck turned back to the past that’s a motherfucking dead man’s trap 
TraTraTrap-de-trap-de-trapped nah no never ever Me
Whole Team freed from the head to the Feet
Flow drip Red I Bled what I read You could re peat that I Read what I bleed
I don’t follow leaders I’m my mother fucking Own
How’d I roll up from the gutter to a motherfucking throne
Im the King of my Own, bet you wish you was too
Where’s your motherfucking Crown if it ain’t On You

...if it ain’t On You
Where’s ya motherfucking Crown if it Ain’t On (Ain’t On)
Flame On Pearls I live fantastic
Down that glass like motherfuck plastic
Ain’t no trash gonna touch this chalice 
Fuck that liquor gimme Cali grown cactus YeauH
Peyote with the Acid.
Only Trip Clean on the Classics.
Flow so sweet through the rapids. 
Float with a team so blasted 
Drag on heat then attack on bull shit 
Couldn’t match mine with a stack n a full clip 
Tacked to the back of your tracks, you're cool lick Sure but your words tell us you're Full Bitch...

...C Dro, Light this, hold up

Lexington [Prod. Chronic Dro]

Cover Art by Don0rphan. Recorded and Mixed by Chronic Dro. Mastered by Johnny Neff

Lyrics:
Diamonds are forever

Chorus (Mugen):
Bitch, run ya numbers up
Fuck you know about the business?
Sit down or double up
Through the rough my ora glistens
Bitch, looking runner up
Bronze breaded opposition
Sit down and bubble up
Heated fuck niggas kissin

(Dirt)
Lay em down inside their worth
Reznor Trent I bet it hurt
Fuck a hearse I let my 9-inch-nails do their work
Madame Z with the bloodline curse
Make em dig Holes while I do re verse (ya)
Bury my hesitance dead under mounds of that money and marijuana imma burn
Slow
Honor role never, but I’m on a roll
Fuck lames, slaughter those
Kill and still my altar grows
Guess that God’s been listening close
So imma send him gifted ghosts 
I’m always known to show the most love to fans I’m grandiose but
Most’d say OD 
Oh me oh my I’m putting rest to sleep 
And besting beats repeated 
Dreaming lucid through these acid sheets
They gassing me forever but I never listen to that speech
RIP an ego only evil and I let it speak Free
Fuck me
Never sweet
Imma beast
Born and bread
Best retreat
If you ain’t
With the heat
See these souls cold, dirty coal
Imma flip them vertical
Burn em till the curtains close
Take em where the serpents roam (Bitch)

Chorus (Mugen):
Bitch, run ya numbers up
Fuck you know about the business?
Sit down or double up
Through the rough my ora glistens
Bitch, looking runner up
Bronze breaded opposition
Sit down and bubble up
Heated fuck niggas kissin

(Rings)
Ya’ll ain’t kings
Ya’ll just puppets up on a string
Chop your wings
Hope it stings
Up I swing on a bitch
Purple pink
Like my drink
Bruise like ink
On a tink
Fuck you think
Don’t you blink
In the ring with the kid
Talk like fuck it is till I cut your shit lil bitch don’t want these jagged problems 
All em cleaned up neat with the bleach when I retrieve that oblongata
Chop medulla like Medusa, never shoot a foe like Gotham’s Knight 
I do em right and drag em screaming fighting to the bottom Bitch
Run your numbers up
Fuck you know about the business?
Sit down or double up
Through the rough my ora glistens
Bitch looking runner up
Bronze breaded opposition
Sit down and double up...

ON ALL PLATFORMS

Through the Rough ft. Mugen! The Human [Prod. 4k]

👁a tribute to your memory🖤thank you for everything👁

ft. @don0rphan
prod. @scythekilledit
mix. @chronic-dro
master. @johnnyneff
cover art. @delilahmind & @viletheory

SEPTEMBER

ImmortalVibes ft. Don0rphan [Prod. scythe]

🖤🔪
ft @yg_nasty
prod @vince_music_1234
mix @chronic-dro
master @johnnyneff

EP COMING SOON

lyrics:
hey
Yuh yuhyuhyuhYuh
hey Yuh yuhyuhyuhYuh...
Windy City Sniffin Whitney out da motherfuckin bag
..Yuh. This a palace notta pad
..adding riches rockin rags fucka fad
..Why you lookin at me mad? (hm?)
Maybe cause I’m daddy but I’ll never be ya Dad

(Chorus:)
Yea she greedy act like she Need Me n screamin “Feed Me don’t Leave Me just stay and Please Be the one to Please Me 
I Need Me someone whose Dreamy and kinda Freaky to Treat Me like I'm their Queen Bee Yea you complete me” No, Fuck That

(Verse:)
I don’t need no RugRats
I don’t needa baby mother up at 3am like “where the funds at?”
I just needa evil mamacita who gon run the trap and pack the wrap then double tap me back when I’m up offa tab of Lucy
Let’s make a movie
You can go Bruce Lee n Bruise Me
Ill get you Fiji n bust like Fuji 
no coogi
This ain’t no sweater weather bitch it’s hot as hell
Strip until ya hit the heals, Leave em on if they Chanel
(YUH YUH YUH. AY)
Hit it from the back No cap that’s all day 
(YUH YUH YUH. AY)
You can hear it clap from the back of the Hallway 
(YUH.)
Overtime Not no ball game 
got good hands but I’m not no All State
I could make a late out your long day that’s like always less you gettin 

(Chorus:)
Greedy act like she Need Me n screamin “Feed Me don’t Leave Me just stay and Please Be the one to Please Me 
I Need Me someone whose Dreamy and kinda Freaky to Treat Me like I'm their Queen Bee Yea you complete me” No, Fuck That
(Thought I could be your rock cause I gave you cock oh nah its)
Fuck that
(Thotty thot I’d drop cause she made dat pop oh nah it’s)
Fuck that
(Walkin up in my spot she thought she owned it now nah)
Fuck that
(Bitch you gotta stop you won’t ever hold me down)

(YG Na$ty Verse:)
We used to double dutching bitches
Flip these women like some switches
wanna fuck me for her ticket
bust this nut and then I'm dippin
Im still crippin wit the business
Got some bitches in the kitchen
order flippin water whippin nigga that's just how im livin
roll my reefer kick my feet up
smack that ass before I eat up
said she love me don't believe her
seen her when I met the reaper
so I'm sorry senorita
I'll just keep ya never need ya
split this kisha with some sheesha
ioasca in the tea cup
these niggas stupid, they fuckin goofy's
that's why you loosin
it's easy these bitches sleezy
they tryna skeem me
she tweakin aint for the bullshit, shorty can keep it
she fiending for some penis she said she need it she

(Chorus:)
Greedy act like she Need Me n screamin “Feed Me don’t Leave Me just stay and Please Be the one to Please Me 
I Need Me someone whose Dreamy and kinda Freaky to Treat Me like I'm their Queen Bee Yea you complete me” No, Fuck That
(Thought I could be your rock cause I gave you cock oh nah its)
Fuck that
(Thotty thot I’d drop cause she made dat pop oh nah it’s)
Fuck that
(Walkin up in my spot she thought she owned it now nah)
Fuck that
(Bitch you gotta stop you won’t ever hold me down)

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FUCKTHAT ft. YG Na$ty [Prod. Vince Verza]

☮ and ♡ and GoodBye ⇧
Original Song: "Cigarettes" by @tash-sultana
https://soundcloud.com/tash-sultana/cigarettes

Lyrics:
["I can't lie to you about your chances, but you have my sympathies" - Alien (1979)]

God I Hope you took my pictures off your motherfucking wall 
Don’t want me to call but I never would anyway, this is a Hemingway Farewell Ya’ll 
Farewell to little Miss Jekyll and the Misses Hyde you would find in the Alcohol 
Honestly Honesty writes its own prophecy you were tryna drown yours Back Last Fall, Before we found Us
Built a little room out of trust and we tucked it between your walls all the way through Winter
Splintering Chicago Cold Outside while I laid in a blizzard in your psyche
Didn’t take long to write these deciphering's down into lyrics
I been so honest bout You with myself that the words rose up from the Pad like a Spirit
You live in so much fear of ya own inner chaos it would always take over
How ya gonna give up control to piece of yourself that you know’s gonna fuck you over?
(Fucked Me over)
Motherfuck Crimson Clover that over and over is dead
Trial and Error and Error and Trail and Error cause we Both fucked up in the head
And wether you want to admit it or you want to run from it we were too similar of a mess
Mother Earth Blessed us both with a past full of woes and some moods that swing like sets 
(still not much regret)
It was So beautiful to see that vivid side of my soul reflected 
but the livid sides Of the two of us tore us down and then Formed infections
Tauruses talk a lotta shit and you know us Virgos get so offended
Wish I spoke up a few months back like Back when you and I Should Have Ended
Better bet I’ll forget your name one letter at a time you can keep that L (oh)
Tarot Cards Said I’m Better Off And I trust my Deck over What You Sell.
Cell of Solace your room called cave coulda been my grave if I had not fell so out of love with the life you led that I didn’t care when you hit my cell witta “Leave Me Be” cause a kid like me goes breeze with the wind I Been through Hell and Sure as Shit this heart ache ain’t it couldn’t break me Down with a Hundred Spells 
But damn, at least I inspired a song.
You sound pretty good on it too.
But if a couple years down the line you try to get a feature, imma charge Double for the use
Better be a damn good price ifyouwantmeto resite some name my mind withdrew 
I Used your Track fora Track this is gonna be the last I ever dive inside you

Good Bye, Who?.

Good Bye, We
Good Bye, What?
Good Bye, You.
Good Bye, Us
Good Bye, B
Good Bye, Blues..
Welcome to da future
Welcome to the future
Welcome to the future

Wonder what you think you know
About a method to grow
You should know that fronting like you ain’t at fault and alcohol only gon build a loophole
Fuck it though you too cold
Or at least too cool for me apparently so RIP the magic that we once had
Fuck it I ain’t too sad
Steady on my new path I’m glad you left my ass back on the pavement this is my due
Swear I don’t despise you
But you were so off it off it toxic that I been forgot your name so now Goodbye, Who

Viletheory

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