outsiderX - BAD BLOOD.

iii need to trust myself 

Produced by flvo electric

Rain Rain

LYRICS:
Hail to the Mushroom King!
Hail to the Mushroom King!
Put an end to this threat of otherworldly normies
Shut the gate, shut the gate, shut the gate
Leave us alone
They cannot be saved, they are the enemy
Give a pig a pancake and he'll only want some more of it
Give a man some power and he'll only want some more of it
Freedom was and has become the afterthought
Love your inner, kind totalitarian

I'm alone in a gray tower
I got everything to lose
So I oppress from a distance
Watchin' cringe comps on YouTube
Do you maybe think the Pope
Thinks the same way that I do?
Just wish to maximize Heaven?
Not ask what Jesus would do (What would He do?)
It's the beginning of Hell Week
And I've got the Sunday blues (ooo)
The peasants are back with their pitchforks outside my window while I make money move
An enemy with no face
Doesn't quite hit the same nerve
Side effects don't matter, long as it can stop the burn

I am the son of a duke
Yo daddy the village fool
I command ten thousand men
They all agree with my rule
Please do not make eye contact
When I am speaking to you
And remember to curtsy
When sloppy toppy concludes
I am the son of a duke
Yo daddy the village fool
I command ten thousand men
They all agree with my rule
Please do not make eye contact
When I am speaking to you
And remember to curtsy
When sloppy toppy concludes

Hail to the Mushroom King!
Hail to the Mushroom King!
Hollow bones allow for flight at first signs of scrutiny
Flap your wings, flap your wings, flap your wings
Them pussies blown away
They do not possess the correct energy
"Life or death verse my own values," I ask myself every day (every day)
We don't know the consequences of our actions 'til V-Day
Y'all who ain't so close to me just some numbers
Empathy is finite, I just count the tolls

When I come down from this tower
Fabric of a nation just bruised
I will see that I was right about all you emotionally stunted buffoons
There was never any problem
No elephant in my room
No skeleton in my closet
No good reason to like you (nope)
But change is an immature kraken
Republicans man the harpoons
Tentacles are minds of their own with real lives, yet the tribal head's what they must shoot
So all I can do is just brood
So all I can do is just brood
I've got no support system, told my psychologist how to feel

I am the son of a duke
Yo daddy the village fool
I command ten thousand men
They all agree with my rule
Please do not make eye contact
When I am speaking to you
And remember to curtsy
When sloppy toppy concludes
I am the son of a duke
Yo daddy the village fool
I command ten thousand men
They all agree with my rule
Please do not make eye contact
When I am speaking to you
And remember to curtsy
When sloppy toppy concludes
You think it's funny
Some nihilistic cringe festival
I tell ya, honey
I'm thinkin' 'bout ya more than you know
Shit hurts my tummy
The stress combined with coffee, Red Bull
Yeah, I'm makin' money
But not enough to 1-up my soul
You think it's funny
Some nihilistic cringe festival
I tell ya, honey
I'm thinkin' 'bout ya more than you know
Shit hurts my tummy
The stress combined with coffee, Red Bull
Yeah, I'm makin' money
But not enough to 1-up my soul

My skin crawls in the night like I'm Jake Gyllenhaal
But I don't want to feel nothing at all
Oh my God, he is totally me...

I am the son of a duke
Yo daddy the village fool
I command ten thousand men
They all agree with my rule
Please do not make eye contact
When I am speaking to you
And remember to curtsy
When sloppy toppy concludes
I am the son of a duke
Yo daddy the village fool
I command ten thousand men
They all agree with my rule
Please do not make eye contact
When I am speaking to you
And remember to curtsy
When sloppy toppy concludes
When sloppy toppy concludes
When sloppy toppy concludes
And remember to curtsy
When sloppy toppy concludes
When sloppy toppy concludes
When sloppy toppy concludes
And remember to curtsy
When sloppy toppy concludes

Executive Orderz

https://on.soundcloud.com/2Wj57 Check out DJ $HEAL here!
https://on.soundcloud.com/2Wj57 his song i used is called " Down for the hood" !!


Thank you!!!

Backwater (Beat by. DJ $HEAL)

Dreams Really Do Come True

lost in a different mode
head spinning too much on my own
lord willing i might make make it home
lord willing if i-

my partna my brother in arms
don dodda get done up and dumped
ra-raing your way to the top 

my ways i can’t stay out of harm
highways, can’t stay in my zone
5 ways to send you to the grave
violations i be outta state

this life’s draining i’m here for the rain

this my race and i’m making the pace
this light drizzle won’t drown out the pain

these tracks is like therapy to me 
TMI like every time i sing
who am i?
who am i to question things
 
it’s like it’s better in my dreams
this life is never what it seems
in spite of death it all repeats

my brother my partna in arms
don dodda get done up and dumped
lord willing if i make it home

lost in a different mode
head spinning too much on my own
my ways i can’t stay in my zone

high ways can’t stay outta harm

this life’s draining i’m here for the rain
slight drizzle i make it okay
tight knit we one and the same

my brother now why would i wait
times ticking you lead me astray
violate ya if i go to that place

tired of ya i’m tired, ashamed
tied up, you bound in ya brain
high enuff, we one and the same

tried over, you stuck in your ways
boxed in, i’m breaking the frame
these days i’m lost in the drank

this life’s draining i’m here for the rain

rain.m4a

No Reason

idk why this flow has been my go to flow lately 
Lyrics -
"thoughts in the cap
will never wrap
time we had
cant get it back
in the basement with the dust and spiders
and the rats
he thinks its over because he 
never thought that it could last

thoughts in the cap
will never wrap
(WHAT, WHAT)
time we had
cant get it back
(WHAT, WHAT)
thoughts in the cap
will never wrap
(WHAT, WHAT)
thoughts are trapped
inside a glass

i never thought that i could make it far
in a cast
face down
in the dirt 
in the grass
in the dirt by the grass
and people looking at me
thinking im a half a man

thoughts in the cap
will never wrap
(WHAT, WHAT)
thoughts are trapped
inside a glass"

Spotify

thoughts in the cap Prod. V-E Beats

SUICIDE AT THE HANDS OF YOUR GOD VOL III

Listen to the last EP here:
https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLoXN_W2g0QZ-h3oE23phfzTttXlcptsEC

Lyric Vid:
https://youtu.be/JkypX4T6UTc

Socials:
IG: https://www.instagram.com/swishab505/
YT: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UC5rbOUJJZe4UDBY4_8g-2FQ

Producer:
https://www.youtube.com/@__bclark

Lyrics:

Centuries,

people crying and dying,

knowing

it's coming

I was,
drugged up snorting lines off a chick tits wearing uggs
drinking codeine cause i ain't never sipped only chugged
see swisha rappin now they gotta try and act tough
get fucked like your bitch on her knees giving suck

and I ain't going no where
got groupies in my DM's tryna hold my pair
should I hit em up?
nah get high and prepare
that imma bout to be the motherfucker stealing all this air like
HUH

couldn't breathe for a second
is how i leave the room after spitting a fucking record
lead me to my tomb with my fathers belt made of leather
in the corner of my room hanging out without the letter
sounds way better then whatever these little kids got to say
lost my faith bout a year ago with the drugs i ate
feels great knowing when you pray
its all for nothing but the final bed you lay
in my coffin where i stay 
huh

i was,
drugged up snorting lines off a chicks tits wearing uggs
drinking codeine cause i ain't never sipped only chugged
fucking on some hoe that i forgot the name of 
ain't this fun getting left to rot with no one to love

oh my god
here i go again
i'm locked in the pen
i'm talking to imaginary friends
it's all pretend 
am I dead?
asking what the doc said
handing me 3 different meds
gripping the fucking lead
ready to put an end
to all the voices up in my head
either they're deaf or they mis-read
everything i've ever jot with this lead
i could say it till i'm blue in the face
while they complain about my skin
no matter what I can never win
equipped with the tongue of a thousand sins
like an addict off a coke binge
hit after hit i come back
wanting another bitch
so hand me the syringe 
while I tweak my ass of this shit 
yuh

psych ward flows you pussies just wouldn't know
think you got the nuts to match? I bet you that he don't
we could see it in his eyes he tweaking off that dope
spitting all them fucking lies believing that he smokes
snatch him out his fucking dream to show him that he broke
call yo ass short wind cause all your songs blow
i'm a fucking avalanche out spitting these flakes of snow
waiting for the tidal crash or a domestic terrorist to go

motherfucker

i was,
drugged up snorting lines off a chicks tits wearing uggs
drinking codeine cause i ain't never sipped only chugged
see swisha spazzing now they gotta try and get fucked
like your bitch from the first verse giving suck

and where'd I go?
no where
got your shawty in my DM's tryna hold my pair
should I hit her up?
nah I'd rather smoke till I'm impaired ripping out my fucking hair
having my possessions stripped bare in front of their fucking eyes
they'd laugh it off say its fine while its breaking my damn spine
god lord what i gotta do this time just to show you a young boy tried
ignored with the distain in my life

someone hand me the knife
lemme make it right
for some peace of mind
only for one night
god why
trapped in a room 
writing all these hollow lines
looking up to the sky
thinking it's my time
but it's not

rain.m4a

zane 🥀

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