prod. zac spruill
released under give up still here llc. 
mix/master/vox [blvckehart, vqcant]

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Broke the code but there's no Da Vinci
Heat the stove yeah that's word to Demi
Men trynna kill me there's many
I'm Mickey she Minnie we off the grid

Broke the code but there's no Da Vinci
Heat the stove yeah that's word to Demi
Men trynna kill me there's many
I'm Mickey she Minnie we off the grid
Beat the case Johnny Cochran
Double park the whip
The sawed off sound off and shit
Then take off in some moccasins
Life really need some competence
We the kids out in Hawkins bitch
You'll find me in a coffin bitch
The backyard graveyard pop off and shit
Shoutout spooky season
Runnin' round town like a foolish demon
Pick your pockets without a reason
Midwest with depressed depletion
We the highest crime rate in the region
Winter's cold we been freezing anemic
Muhfuckas always playin strategic
But it's all the same

But it's all the same
Stone cold shooter with a marksman aim
John Wayne true grit the game
And I'll take the blame
Like John Wick fuck a witness claim
Jon Jones with the bones cause that's all that remains
Tippy toe through the flows and the willows and veins
(Tiptoe)

They won't find me shootin' like Alice in Chains, no Kurt Cobain
City a hurricane, breaks windowpanes
Killas' and bloodstains
Meth on the front page
Addicted to champagne
Amy or Billie with no DOA
Fuck this city and the box I've crawled in
Here's a cart and a box to stock with
Shove the bullshit right down my throat
And expect the kid to not grab for rope
But to grab for straws, and write songs on a Macintosh
Press pause on life just to ask for applause
Panic grip tight always have to sharpen the claws

Horrorland no R.L. Stine
Thunder sky like the 405
Watch me shine like Stanley Kubrick
Make a midnight classic I love the magic
Turn birds into enemies like Alfred Hitchcock
Psychosocial I tie the slip knot, 
Time will tick tock, we stuck in grid lock

Dress in all black cause my mind cluttered
How can I get back when my mind shutters
Yeah my vibe tight word to my motha'
Once again no one fucks wit my brothas'
Revamped and rebranded
No Marilyn no Manson
So careless can't stand it, stand up or get trampled
It's the Jack Torrance, former warden
Mothafucka tune in cause you know you can't ignore it, bitch

i missed spooky season

SPOOKY SEASON

NO ROOF [prod. kami & juko]

Produced by F L O. W E R $ 
Mastered by BRAAHMS

WZRD

666bodies

666Bodies (Prod. F L O W E R $)

Blood Dr!p

BLAST OFF [prod. solsa]

RECREATE
soundcloud.com/prodskami

I hate this place I watch the sky as it turns red 
These people in the distance playing with my head 
Misled my dreams and neck are hanging by a thread
Misread the signs on my way back they wait ahead

Dawn of the black hearts 
I’ll Blow my brains across the bed I’m bleeding art 
Torn down, cut, scarred
Left desecrated and desolate since the start 
They’ve kept me trapped inside this place erase my mind let me decay 
Hell or heaven they won’t show no reverence second guessing seconds till the grave
No I won’t be saved
Creating chains inside my mind I’ve bound myself to walk forever empty on these planes
Been erased don’t need the memories burning my brain 
Stayed the same for days on end contained in these restraints 
Don’t ask my why I changed
Replaced my lust for life with hatred for my own world in exchange 

Please don’t get close to me
Please don’t get close to me 

Won’t escape the pain that I’ve created in this place see I’ve been broken 
I’ll sit in silence till my dying day
No I don’t need the help or handouts stay the fuck out of my way my path is chosen 
This self destruction mine to recreate 
If it’s success or death I guess I’ll get the latter war with my emotions open
I find myself and time begins to fade 
So stop your searching I’ve been hiding in a place you’ll never find me slow corrosion
With open arms I welcome this decay

UTOPIA

RECREATE (PROD. SKAMI)

Tracked/Mixed/Mastered by @Thornwallstudios
Produced by @Scvwm

Lyrics 

Verse 1: Richmaiden 

sometimes this shit don’t add up
sometimes this shit don’t make sense 
i built all this from the ground up
and i could lose it any second 
now, i will not repent, nah
when he come to collect
pale death in a all white benz
peeled off in the volvo sipping fernet 
peel off my skin and throw it in the gutter where i lay to rest

remember when it wasn’t cool to be depressed 
remember all those pages scattered on my desk
and i couldn’t even tell my therapist the way i felt
and now y’all act too cool to keep it to yourself 
i’m bout to pull the fuckin chartreuse off the shelf 
and chug that shit until i forget i’m in hell 
maiden in endless suffering if you can’t tell 
but don’t feel sorry for my hollow shell

Verse 2: Eidolon

So cock back
 and pull yourself up from your fuckin boot straps 
Ive got no time to follow in their false tracks 
I got no time in general chasing success 
I got this anger and I’ve been holding it back 

See Your persistence is the type to make me sick 
And your existence is as hollow as your wits 
I’ve got a fortress that’s been hanging off my neck 
I’ve got a fortune buried underneath this stress 
I am not the product of the sums of someone else 
I won’t sit silent in the 9th circle of hell 
A choke on lies can make it hard to even scream 
So watch me rip right from the seams

Keep It To Yourself (prod. Scvwm)

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lyrics:
I’ll punch a nigga lights out
Pull up to my city 
I’ll show you what this life bout
Betta watch yo damn mouth 
When you talk about me
Or you could end up on a tv screen 
Take caution or end up in a coffin
Take caution or end up in a coffin
Take caution or end up in a coffin
Nigga take caution or end up in a coffin 
Bitch 

Aye we stackin niggas till they hit the ceilin
Too many bitches in this world 
That’s just how I’m feelin
Dealin and servin these niggas 
That’s thinkin they tough 
Torture and bother these niggas 
Till I had enough (huh)
You not really from the rough 
I fucked yo bitch and I promise you 
That she like it rough 
You wanna talk pull up 
I’m down to discuss
Line you in chalk then walk 
And frown in disgust 
I wanna look in the eyes of my killer
Sometimes I wanna try to 
Cease to be alive 
But theeen I neva try 
And I can neva cry 
Cause I’m so numb and dry 
I wanna die 
But then I don’t 
Cause I got so much to live fo
And you don’t 
They say they gone pull up 
But we know that they won’t 
I can really get yo info
Let me know 
Cause I’m bout to drain yo money to zero 
Nigga

I’ll punch a nigga lights out
Pull up to my city 
I’ll show you what this life bout
Betta watch yo damn mouth 
When you talk about me
Or you could end up on a tv screen 
Take caution or end up in a coffin
Take caution or end up in a coffin
Take caution or end up in a coffin
Nigga take caution or end up in a coffin 
Bitch

Caution Yellow Tape

THEY USED TO HATE ON ME NOW IM LAUGHING MY WAY TO THE BANK

AK3K X SPOOKYBOY - ANTISOCIAL PT 2 (PROD. HUGHES X AK3K)

i promise that it's somethin wrong in my brain.

Goodnight

I PROMISE IM STILL HERE, ITS COMING
inquiries: vqcantsoul@gmail.com 
always cold, how you ain’t know

SPOOKY SEASON

vqcant

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