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PORTRAIT OF NEUROSIS

prod. by saint urya & Zaki Ali 


lyrics
When I was in the psych ward
You were on your fucking high horse 
I got sidetracked by life forms 
quite bored living life sober
So I might form 
a tight order of rhymes sorted 
I find horrid  
breaking the rules 
I might get fined for it 
Making fools in line forfeit 
lines on my forehead
Align with the number of times 
Ive been so numb and divine 
Here’s a design
Combined to fuck up your mind 
Rid you of grimace 
I’m trying
To paint you a picture 
Elicit the figures 
I’m legit 
I’m tripping 
I’m Ticking like clocks, here’s a figment 
Fickle as fucks who exhibit 
Slick interruptions and gimmicks 
Mic in my hand, I feel gifted 
Like I’ve been damned to inhibit 
All of the standards I pick it 
Apart, cannot pander to bitches 
I’m bigger than that 
And I’m living so large 
I Command while I kick it 
With bars that I’m managing 
Views that are harsh 
Understanding I’m damaging my heart 
When handling adderall scripts 
That I’m sampling daily 
Striking the tiniest chords, ukulele 
I’m failing
to check off the things on my bucket list 
Too busy dealing with feelings 
You fucking bitch caused 
I’m still lost 
What’s the cost of this turbulence crossed 
Against thoughts I exhaust 
Till I’m burnt out and squashed 
That shit is raw, know I’m flawed 
Cause In hindsight
I feel like I’m walking through fog 
I cannot walk this shit off
Top of the morning 
I topple the bars with a topic I scoffed 
Till it’s hot like the tropics
I tap in til tapped out on god 


Things been barely moving 
Ive been barely sleeping 
Intertwined 
With my share of delusions 
Fairly conducive 
To the grind 
Killing time, I feel dead inside 
Like I ingested insecticides
Give me a second, I’ll sink in the pressure 
Death to my pride 

barely alive 
Feel like I’m barely alive 
Yeah
Barely alive 
Everyones staring, I hide 
Yeah
Bear with my mind  
Imperative that I defy 
All these fuckers inside  
Til I perish and die 
Killing time 
Fill the lines 
Feel like I’m barely alive

B4RELY 4LIVE

lyrics 

ill hunger, I’m still hung up 
I still love her 
To think of the fun of my thrills 
To go kill something 
Still hunting
I feel this ordeal is just real pungent 
Pill popping, i conceal problems
It reveals nothing 
Real rushes appeal to my feelings
I still function
Far from ideal 
With these spiels pumping 
I Appear drunken
I pierce my fears with a fierce friction 

What do we have here 
It’s been a bad year 
collapse or contract all the brash fear 
Or be pussy as Pap smears 
Would it, should it make any change 
Shook up, I should’ve attained 
A better hook on everything 
Ive betted looks are everything 
But that ain’t looking better
think I better cook up better things 
Or try to focus on the cheddar 
Know that I can never let go 
Look at all the pressure 
That I betted would erode 
All of the pleasure unfolds 
While the weather turns cold 

thinking way past  
i may take a day stat 
to erase the hate latched 
while you paper chase, stacks 
will invade the space 
packed with a shade of shame 
Face the facts 
Till i fade to black 
Burn this paperback 



I know, I know 
This can’t go on forever 
I hold my soul
in the morbid weather 
I know that it’s cold
but hope it will get better 
Because hopes
The only thing that’s keeping me together 


Ready or not 
Bitch, I’m ready to pop 
I got the devil in me playing heavy metal 
Off top 
Several levels unlocked 
Still confess that I walk 
with rebels dressed like a jock 
All I need is one shot 
Like Lethal weapon 
I settle with threats like veteran cops
Ready, set, steady 
Motherfucker Let’s go 
Already sick of these petty, irreverent hoes
Still a degenerate
But I’m better than most 
Unsettling, I’m meddling with checks 
While i coast
on the prospect that profit 
unhinges my jaws quick  
I just need the glory and a goth bitch 
Just need my story on topic 
Just these immortal lines dropped with 
The beat, I’m a freak till I’m probably deceased 
The object of my deep affection recedes 
The prospects I speak of eject when I dream 
With the dread down the street 


Tick, tick 
Steady with the sick shit 
Misfit, better get my dick licked 
By a bitch, I already know from districts 
Nip slip, send that bitch my way 
Slick drift, speeding on the highway 
See these motherfuckers sideways 
annihilate 
And I’ll lay 
A verse or two like a tidal wave 
wide awake 
Every night in my hideaway 

I know, I know 
This can’t go on forever 
I hold my soul
in the morbid weather 
I know that it’s cold
but hope it will get better 
Because hopes
The only thing that’s keeping me together

*insert cliche inspirational quote about overcoming obstacles*

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

my biggest mistake (prod. by mystxry & 4ria)

(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)

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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SLEEP DEPRIVATION (prod. by netuh & zak ali)

4ria

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