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THE SAME FIRE THAT BURNS THE MARTYR FUELS THE VILLAIN

LYRICS

riveting scores
selling these bars like a pimp is soliciting whores 
dream today, feet of clay, but its no biggie to ever go kick in the door 
simple is more, syllables symbol these primitive wars 
videos sinful, i can’t ever resist a melyssa ford, sex sells
transport the thought of reward onto subpar art records
aren’t they all just annoyed 
arch your back, baby for parts to exploit
i’m partly remorseful 
towards the fees
that i’ve poured in a portal 
just to feel normal 
you would need one hundred gills & a snorkel
for my flows to not drown out like the corals
a couple skills & still no morals 
toughen up, life has its quarrels 

know that i just cant be gandhi 
on these odd feelings
so piercing, it wrongs me 
i want these needs & desires to calm me 
i can’t see reasons to ease all the quandaries 
i flaunt these spider web thoughts 
right along into cob webs
i cough up a lung while averting these bombs 
i disarm in my palms while i’m
birthing these songs  
flourish beyond what’s in search of 
new conflict, words stirred up 
stay calm
this inertia prolongs my eagerness 
i bond with a purpose 
while longing for worship 
words filtered verses till pure & observant 
i am determined 

relish in new developments, enveloping thy pride 
well it’s still of some relevance
i’m hell bent on my prize 
all these small fries fry my mind 
beefed up these lies by 
my schemas, i feed em my five guys 
egregious advice lies 
a sequence of habits deepen my wide eyes 
decrypt my hard drive till parasites viral 
and i’m blind 
a parallel to old denial indifferent to bright signs 
you could all bite lines, but never swallow your pride like it’s white wine
despite thy ego is high like it’s snorting some white lines 
side note bitch i wrote flows that slope as deep as sci fi
i hope in my darkest moment, you’ll look on the bright side 


i see it, i see it 
i see it, i see it
i see the shit clear 
i see right through you 
i want to lose you till you disappear

the scales falling from my eyes

BUBBLE GUM CLOUDS
BUT IM BOUND IN A CELL
I LIVE AS A FIEND 
YOU'RE MY FAIRY TALE
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9eg0NdWW0TA 
AMV BY DARKTONESRECORDS

fiend/fairy tale

(lyrics)
draw the pseudonym with a 4
only few of them could implore
the delusions in, this sick world
i’m a student in, stupid yet genius
enemies, vow to ruin them
i’ll distribute all this shit with a stupid grin
i spit the truth while i’m zooted
zoom in on moods i drift
clue you in on while i bruise my health,
belching the rudest shit
felt the buddha’s bliss while my blues resist
shit, i popped a roxy blue like i removed a zit
pupils crystal balls
predict your fall like futurists
shine bright, i’ll make diamonds dance like fucking future did
while i pant
there’s just a small chance that i’ll ruin this
if you knew i did the shit that i denied
what a wonderful surprise
that just stunts all of my pride
got abundance of assumptions
you’ve managed to keep alive
till the day i die
if i don’t survive
lies penetrate my temple
i could regulate my temper
in december, times were gentle
my potential was dismembered
with a pen, i could press hard up on the template
rigid bars preface my bent fate
chew the truth, harsh as cement taste
while it hardens, i’m tense
stay parched, open like rent space
a good chance i’ll go far
if you give me my ten day
flows like reservoirs, you surf trends
i’ll create the next wave
my bullet points, i’m full of poise
cause of joy that i toy with
hoist potential to the sky
stars that i rejoice in


been awake too long
i might detach baby
been awake too long
i might collapse baby
baby if the days are long
the nights are stacked
baby if the days are long
the nights are stacked (x2)





dammit i’ve been rapping still
unfiltered, no cigar butts
if a hoe is flawless
ill adopt her like i’m daddy warbucks
staggered passion
appetite everlasting, bitch don’t starve us
popping addies like i work for a start up
soon as i start to fuck up the beat
still unique, i could still peak
through the keyholes, by default
i’m just still deemed a fucking creep
i don’t sleep, but i fucking dream
dreams steep, while i suffer deep
the pain seeps through the sheets
bitch, dont wanna hear a peep
count another dozen sheep
dusting off the cupboard
i muster strength through my feats
over beats like a drumstick
overseas
you’re a sunk ship
encompass my conscience circumference
i know love is surface level
but i still could use something
deep in the crevices of my brain
funny how the creases on my sneakers resembles pressure that stains
my mental state commends pleasure in ways
pressed through the days
depression commemorates the days that i waste

been awake too long
i might detach baby
been awake too long
i might collapse baby
baby if the days are long
the nights are stacked
baby if the days are long
the nights are stacked (x2)

SLEEP DEPRIVATION (prod. by netuh & zak ali)

lyrics: 

holding a grudge 
i can’t forfeit to bid you 
good luck, but life’s tough 
this mistrust will forbid you 
i’m sick of you fucks 
and i’ll never forgive you 
get stuck, it’s a rush 
the shit i did is official 
here is a fistful of signals 
bitch, wishing you well 
and words sizzle like flames 
the pains simple as hell 
shit, i still sit & dwell 
about her eyes blue crystal 
5’2 bitch who mystified my temple 
dimples hide behind her mental 
state of mind dissembled 
i dreamt of a new life 
but realized my new potential 
fed up with the gripes 
the lights had heightened 
with two red bull’s down my pipe 
i’m still resentful 
towards the nights still uneventful 
but i still write without a pencil 
to ignite something less gentle 
sensual as i bite a chunk of cud 
i’m out the mud hoe 
my mind is dirty as your love 
never could trust a hoe 
bust a nut 
& paint her face with my cum like a juggalo 
the rush implodes 
make a rude bitch croon like cudis flow 
cut it, i colored my brand new vision with another tone 
just a fucking smidgeon to glisten 
bitch you must get stoned like Dylan 
here’s a new condition 
given the brush i hold 
consist of the images 
scripted like a puppet show 
father time aligns my anxieties 
and i hit the mother load 
with prescriptions, you must’ve known 
barely sleep & it fucking shows 
you ain’t heard like a buffalo 
what i observe, it must oppose 
all the woes that i stumble fo 
all the hoes, it ain’t nothing tho 
all they know. it ain’t nothing tho 
all they know. it ain’t nothing tho 


And i’m fucked up, that’s the truth 
But baby I’m not as fucked up as you 
but baby i’m not as fucked up as you 
but baby i’m not as fucked up as you 
days bruised 



letters to the runts & the crew 
tell em i never knew love like the truth 
sell em all the drugs, that they could abuse 
tell em it’s like a hug for all their blues 
days bruised 


im in a war with myself, my minds warped 
is my health so unwell? 
i’m divorced from reality 
people all stare at me 
bear to be normal 
i carry these morsels of notions that force all this tension 
i sense it, i bend it, i vent it, i’m tempted to end it 
and now i’ve got remnants of memories trenchant 
my mental extends through this penmanship 
never forget you bitch 
i do not know if i lust you or if i resent you bitch 
maybe it’s both 
while i savor the moments 
jaded, debated my framework i know it 
this game that they plays like aerobics 
just shameless, i’m phobic of days where i’m hopeless 
no choice, i’ve avoided the world 
as i grow into places, remote 
and this boredom has taken its toll like a poison 





And i’m fucked up, that’s the truth 
But baby I’m not as fucked up as you 
but baby i’m not as fucked up as you 
but baby i’m not as fucked up as you 
days bruised 



letters to the runts & the crew 
tell em i never knew love like the truth 
sell em all the drugs, that they could abuse 
tell em it’s like a hug for all their blues

PLUM BRUISES (prod. by broke boi & zak ali)

lyrics 

blood in the water attracts the sharks 
summoned horror, now in tact with dark 
dumb bitches, only seem half as smart 
after the part, i give in to their jargon 
i gargle the fact i’ll relapse if my targets 
go nowhere & i end up somewhere still starving 
some days bear resemblance to that of stardom 
but drugs share a sentiment to that i harness 
and to that i ponder 
upon a blue moon 
respond to their doubts with the sounds of my tunes 
been denounced by the doom of the thought of the future 
and all that i’m used to prolongs the abuse 
i maneuver my moves in the dawn of computers 
can not go refute the comments 
once you said it, i dread it 
the consequence 
could never unsettle 
the consonance 
slowly still echoes through conscious lens 
opt to depend 
on anyone anywhere to give me comfort 
anyway that you’ve denied new my hunger 
hung up on this shit 
i run from assistance 
i crumble through pressure 
succumb to ambitions 
while struggle enriches my slumber 
i wish this would end 
maybe then i could repent 
the lack of success & the riches 
a lack of good head from some bitches 
i’m stressed 
and my energies wrapped in some drugs & elixirs 
dumb & conditioned to think that there’s no one to save me from drugs & addictions 
too young to feel winded 
too sprung to let any restrictions go hold me back 
only facts that i rap 
after last year 
i could only come back with crack 
stacked cavalier 
with the brash raps in tact 
shit is revered 
as such as the quality follies with crux, so severe 
you’re a crutch on my crotch 
off my nuts, bitch it’s weird 
i’m on bars like beer nuts 
hope you don’t interfere 
the guitar strung along with the words that you hear 
i hope that you hear 
i hope that you’re here 
i hope that you hear this 
i know it appears this 
razors could pierce this 


Listen, im stressed 
i was a mess 
i must confess 
i was 
counting my days 
like sand in an hourglass 
that shit was shallow 
hallow days 
i won’t wait 
for the day my grave is shadowed 
with my death 
i won’t rest 
till i hit heads like gallows 
till i hit heads like gallows 
testing the waters 
i’m destined to coffins 
i’m pressured to fall in 
i’m all in 
i’m falling 
depression is stalling 
ya know 


i’m pressured to fall in 
i’m all in 
i’m falling 
depression is stalling 
ya know 


i’m pressured to fall in 
i’m all in 
i’m falling 
depression is stalling 
ya know 


If i had a penny for the petty shit ive done 
I would’ve already regretted the fucking sum 
I’ve just been slumped with the weight of the world on my back 
I cannot wait any longer 
The ways I’ve attached 
Put all my eggs in this basket 
fuck all this rap shit 
My passion runs dry in the moment I’ve mastered 
The flows have outlasted 
My woes & disasters 
Spit this shit faster 
This shit gathers up in the midnight 
I’ve been tight, my hopes are unanswered 
Gimme me a moment, condone this 
I fiddle a bit with a bonus 
Intricate shit I articulate 
Antithesis to you fakes 
I fish for some compliments, nothing real great 
Tumbles hate towards my stubbled blue face 
Suffer or suffocate 
Such a space that I must now embrace 
Puzzled face like i just huffed some paint 
On a cool date with a busted dane 
But just in case, I’ll conduct a new case 
To crumble pain with a subtle cool taste 
Till the cruel summer, I’ll stay wide awake 
With some new grace I’ve recovered 
Till I am discovered like something is up 
I’ve erupted 
I cannot go function like this anymore 

chorus (x1)

ya didn’t know, now you know 
under woes, i withhold sounds 
willing to fill in the void 
with this whole sound 
till i go fall down 
deep in the water 
i’m cold now 
baby i’m so so cold now 
Baby I’m so so cold now 
Baby I’m so so cold now 
No one to hold now

BLOOD IN THE WATER (prod. by gmp & zak ali)

the patron saint of existential dread

lyrics

better the devil you know than the devil you don’t 
digest a vex till i fester 
i confected this prose 
susceptible to mess 
temperatures pose threats in a sector i float 
slept away days in the depths where i froze 


unusual, screw loose 
exude limitless views too 
construe lucrative codes 
all the roads lead to rome 
a late bloomer 
but once i bloom 
i’m a beautiful rose 
suitable dope for amusement 
rooted in soul 
at the peak, it’s bright like tulips 
but grows with putrid results 
pursue with gruesome aggression 
meshed with a fusion of hope 
therapeutic revolts, 
therein lies illusions i probe 
within the clues i’ve resolved 
the muse i dissolved 
within the proof i exposed 


reminiscing, you never listen, but who could’ve? 
better written a better sentiment glued to ya 
ever wished that i ever distanced the truth to ya? 
never getting, i’m always drifting 
what’s truth to ya? 

reminisce, all of my regrets i let go 
accept what i’ve unfinished 
the image was left exposed 
reminisce, i reminisce & now i drift 
when did this all go to shit, it never hit (x2) 

expectations spread infectious auras, select attempts to collect desires predestined towards a, broader picture, an awful mixture of remnants like if death was a hoarder, resort to the horror that’s in store for the pecking order, 

slept an hour, need a power nap 
then took 50 mgs of addy all right down the hatch 
klonopin to counteract 
i’ve just been a clown, i act, and bitch i binge while i react to all the fucking doubts they had 
nothing but a bounce in fact 
hoe what’s your body count? 
ain’t no counting back 
you motherfuckers lame & still manage to be all out of whack mountains to climb, rhymes race with or without a track 
so race is irrelevant, not white enough, not black, but i rap 
i write enough to chase these dreams like pussy 
here’s a mouse trap, a motion picture 
motives simmer notes to soundtracks 
in the background of my house 
i stare in the mirror while my reflection shouts back, 
"hows that"? 


reminiscing, you never listen, but who could’ve? 
better written a better sentiment glued to ya 
ever wished that i ever distanced the truth to ya? 
never getting, i’m always drifting 
what’s truth to ya? 


reminisce, all of my regrets i let go 
accept what i’ve unfinished 
the image was left exposed 
reminisce, i reminisce & now i drift 
when did this all go to shit, it never hit

in lieu of a pretty face, here's a wretched tune

this track is semi-unfinished, so i might delete it, edit it and reupload it, but we'll see...

lyrics 

my soul is beat to a pulp 
mornings proceed to be dull 
i mourn the steepness of  hope 
as i gulp down a new gallon of malice 
the monster within me 
grows broad on my bones 
i bought a new tone with my attitude 
yeah i don’t fuck with you 
but i’m not mad at you 
it’s okay, i just feel bad for you 
it’s okay, i gotta stash or two 
to keep me numb through the night 
to keep me numb through the night 
all alone, i’ll be alright 
all alone, feeling alright 
all alone, feeling alright 
bitch you need  darkness 
for there to be light 


pretty girls romanticizing their suicide
pity hurls vanity, panic by my demise 
i’ve been feeling manic
charles manson in my eyes 
granted, i gambled with disgust and little pride  

well isn’t it the grace of god 
they’re triggered by my face, so odd 
sitting in a place, ive erased my drive 
to signal any trace 
to relay a new glimpse of my rise 

rivet the position, i got em 
pivot the decision, theyre rotten 
all you little dickheads play possum
when the truth invades all the gossip 
fucking hate the way everything seems
strippers selling the pussy to pay for their dreams

bitch, do you dream ? 
bitch know what i mean 
bitch do you dream ?
this is what i mean 
bitch do you dream ?
i see through your greed 

i was in the back room with a bitch on psychedelics
compelling sights ignited my fears 
i felt overzealous 
the relics dangled above my brain 
stained in a hellish frame 
disdain developed as a result of years feeling helpless 
i belt this out 
one last time 
from the shrine, conviction aligns 
so divine 
clocks depict a submission to time 
stricken my mind 
with affliction 
i still feel conflicted 
decide what i’m missing 
fishing for lies 
i’m fit to just die 
for the fiftieth time 
feeling fidgety, 
innocent side effects of the ritalin prize 
adrenaline climbs levels 
i need some discipline to find syllables 
so i could fill in the lines 
i’m still willing to die for my pride 
under the ceilings, might dine for demise 
if only the lords willing, by design i’ll decline 
all of your feelings filling the night with sublime 
psyched out my mind 
while i siphon these rhymes 


i cannot outrun the outcome 
i’m fucked
devout to my passion
i’m bound to give up 
give it up, please just give in to the rush 
give it up, please just give in to the rush

in order for the light to shine so brightly, the darkness must be present

PUTRID

ETHER/ESCAPISM

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