99ZED x SALIVA GREY - MY BRAIN BE TELLIN ME SHIT (prod. HEKS)

PRODUCED BY WHOSTEENO (@postedinjapan)
MIXED BY TUMAGGZ & SALIVA GREY

JMattson:
Waistin away every day I decay 
all my pages are frayed and I’m faded 
that’s around the clock yuh around the clock yuh
Aim at ya face with the blade catchin fades 
imma say I’m okay but I ain’t 
and It won’t ever stop yuh won't evre stop yuh
Slavin away for the minimum wage 
im in pain and I ache tryna scape 
from this mofuckin spot yuh mufuckin spot yuh
Razor blade j on the way I don’t play 
never safe better pray for the day 
that I slip and get caught yuh
Who woulda thought yuh 
Don’t know who I am really anymore 
Every mothafucking day I be hittin dro 
And I think I needa quit it 
I really been too dependent when I’m stressing 
but I can’t wait I mean I won’t 
Looking mothafuckin dead like I seen a ghost 
In my mothafuckin head where I be the most 
Ain’t a mothafucka dare to get even close 
Feel a spirit in the air and I be the host 
little bitch I,
Ride around the city with the blade tucked 
I don’t time for you fake fucks
Shorty stained my hoodie wit her makeup 
Bitch I get high like way up 
Waistin away every day I decay 
all my pages are frayed and I’m faded 
that’s around the clock yuh around the clock yuh
Aim at ya face with the blade catchin fades 
imma say I’m okay but I ain’t 
and It won’t ever stop yuh won't ever stop yuh

Sally G:
Predestination don’t fuck wit my fate 
i hate everything bout my life but at least 
I be on top yeah I be on top yeah
Finally made it but steadily draining 
this negative feeling can’t never conceal it 
I’m done yeah, Grey be so done yeah
Te Te Tears on my fuckin face
Every single god damn motherfucking day
Ain’t a single morning that I wanna be awake
I just wanna sit around I wanna fucking wait
For nothing to happen i stare at the map and I think of elaborate way for me to vanish
away and Abandon my life And eradicate evidence I was a part of this planet im so fucking done
Living my present the past uh
Sickening how I just act uh 
Like everything ain’t all bad
Mental Grey not white or black
Feelings can’t stay in the back
Why can’t I keep on the mask?
Clock I wish I could turn back
So I just waste imma drag

blckbrd:
I don’t recognize my reflection, 
I can’t reconcile my mistakes with the bathroom tile 
Delete memories I don’t need cus I feel like it’s harder for me to 
fucking crack a smile 
Deplete Serotonin I know that the hole that I dug 
go down to at least ten miles
Please validate me, the music will save me 
if somebody pay me to act this vile 
Hocus pocus 
Smoke and mirrors 
Swarms of locusts 
Growth but I still choke on fear 
The hopeless years broke the wheel, 
So if this slope can hold, I only hope to steer 
Van Gogh’d both my ears
I been noticed 
Is that all I wanted, where I go from here? 
Headlights hope for deer 
I’m never gon forget 
Back when they laughed at me 
Now I got no laments 
Talk like you that to me
I gotta cope with stress 
I got a lap to beat 
We gon be toe to neck 
They would take a bet against me if the margin  good 
I can hit nails, first step is to mark the wood 
— Shoulders carry way too much 
The weight should buckle me but i still run amok 
I’m mud from muck, I must survive 
I walked this road a hundred times 
They want you dead, Don’t trust the lines 
Don’t tell me you feel or relate to me, 
we not the same, cus if you were me you wouldn’t wanna be right, yeah 
right yeah 
Whiskey and coke, I’ma sip til I’m slow 
just to process the trauma I’ve gotten from this side of life yeah 
life yeah

AROUND THE CLOCK (feat. Saliva Grey & blckbrd) [Prod. whosteeno]

Wish I Pulled OT with 99Zed

HAPPY BIRTHDAY HOLLOW

Verse I: KILLHOLLOW

Hair down in the Stu bitch
I really feel like Bones
Put a round in that fools lip
And fucking send him home
I’ll be bound in a pool pit
Of flesh and fucking bone
Let me drown in the gruel bitch
I’m leaking from the dome

Heard me creeping from the moans
Switching time up with the tones
Had to write a couple tomes
To get my brains up off the stone
Bitch I’m barely fucking grown
Been through more than all you know
Slipping deeper than before
I’m bouta pop that fucking 4

5 rounds in the clip
Face down in a fifth
Stomp ground in the pit
Wrists bound, leaking slit
Holly loud in the tint
Smoking pounds of a scent
Till I drown in my piss
Rot found, take some pics

I’ll be killing motherfuckers
Till I’m laid inside a casket
I’ll be climbing up your walls
See my spine out, bending backwards
Peel your face off with my claws
Musculatory System fashion
I’ll just dislocate my jaw
Now lift the maw and face the chasm
Motherfucker

Verse II: LORD GASP

One of a kind
Now let me collide
Be one with my animus
My chemical lineage
Holding the mine
The gold of a conoisseur
My ventricle pounding, venomous fluid
There’s something in my brain
Overthinking till i’m ruined
A blessing disguised as a pain

If I get a grammy ima fuck my bitch with the statuette
Why the scene had to turn corn this quick, had to evacuate
by the neck, I hold the leash 
I’m the shepherd 
And I’m the sheep of my own grief
I had to pull till it severs

I got the serum
I got that green gravy
I reanimate em
Gargle on venom
Leave em with bad rabbies
Lemme elevate em
I got the serum
I got that green gravy
I reanimate em
Gargle on venom
Leave em with bad rabbies
Lemme elevate em

IREALLYFEELLIKEBONES Ft. LORD GASP (Prod. by GA$H A$HEN x SKILL SYRUP)

RATZ - The Fallen King x Mobbs Radical x Yung Zime - feat. Jon Loc x Mvko (Prod. Jon Loc)

Prod. TuMaggz

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Fort Girth (feat. VVS)

I GOT RACKS WOADIE
TWO STEPPIN WIMME
HELL BENT GETTIN RICH
YOU AINT DO IT FOR ME
OUTTA BUCK CITY
WILD CHILD WIT IT
LOOK ALIVE I ARRIVE WITH THE STYLE GRITTY

MY CITADEL RACKED UP NO BACK UP ITS JUS ME N REVY ROCKIN SHIT
ROLLIN OFF THE DIRT IM UP TO LONG LIKE I DONT NEED A BED
HOLLA AT MY DEMONS HEARIN SOMEONE CALLIN BACK THE WIND
PARANORMAL VICES IM THAT PHANTOM WITH A SILVER WRIST

LEG SWOLLEN 
FLUID POURIN 
POTIONS GOT MY SHIT IN MOTION 
HEAVENS METHOD 
KEEP MY WEAPON 
FUCK THAT BITCH I LEARNED MY LESSON
HOT SHOT JUNKIE I AINT GOT NO TIME FOR FUCKIN FEELINS
HONOR ON MY BUSINESS IMA PUSH THAT PRESSURE TO THE LIMIT

DO OR DIE
IM BONA FIDE
KEEP THEM RECORDS HIGH
BREAKIN BINDS
CUTTIN TIES
ONLY STAIN TO RISE
KEEP ON RUNNIN JUGS SMOKIN BLOOD PLAYIN WITH THE KNIFE
CANT STAND NEXT TO US FUCK YOU THOUGHT BETTER RECOGNIZE

ELEGANCE ON MY GLORY IM VEXIN UP TACTICS FLAWLESS
THE WAY I KICK IT IS PERFECT COMPARE MY SHIT UP TO PROPHETS
ITS THAT REVEREND FOR THE MENACE MOVIN WICKED WITH MY MOTIVE
TAKE A PAGE AND LET IT FESTER PASSIN DOPE TO MY REFLECTION

IM THAT BAD ADDICT IM NOT BAD AT IT I GOT BAD HABITS 
REAL STATIC GETTIN REAL RAGGED YOU JUST REAL AVERAGE
FOLD MAGGOT MORTUARY LAVISH BODIES TURN TO ASHES
NAUSEOUS OFF OF THAT COFFIN POPPIN GRAB THE SHOVEL IM SICK OF TALKIN

NINETY FOUR TONE AND MY BASE DIVINE
HUNNID BODIES IN THE PACK DROP AN EIGHT IN THE SLIDE
SIX BLADES ROLLIN FACE BITCH IM PAINTED TONIGHT
KEEPIN THAT POLISH IN MY POCKET OUT THE GUTTER DEIFIED

I GOT RACKS WOADIE
TWO STEPPIN WIMME
HELL BENT GETTIN RICH
YOU AINT DO IT FOR ME
OUTTA BUCK CITY
WILD CHILD WIT IT
LOOK ALIVE I ARRIVE WITH THE STYLE GRITTY

MFA

RACKS (prod. REQUIEM CULT)

BT#OMD!

bitch up on a pole, smack that ass just like a tether ball
slaughta, speed dial need a plug you know who to call
if you need some work let me know i bet i got it all
came a long way from bummin cigs and scrapin at the mall
r.i.p. city, PDX, i got 2 clips wit me and im comin for your necks

blowin through these checks and i do it with a smile
seen your ass wheezin when you try and run the mile
sea of chalk around me leave they bodies in a pile
bitch ill do the race, never see my ass on trial
2 clips and i got em ridin with me,
copped a new whip, do about buck 50
popped an adderal, n it got me feelin dizzy
bitch you say you got a man, well then where the fuck is he

got my engines revvin, bitch it sound just like a hemi, semi automatic pop out if i know they tryna hit,
bitch i wish a pussy would like my name was Timmy turner, there aint nothin fairly odd if i hit you with this burner uh

wassup wassup, get buck get buck, its a, stickup stickup, my choppa hiccup hiccup
run that shit back up, no need to act tough
im bout the shit that you cannot back up
i let my nuts drag, usin your merch as a cum rag,fuckin with me catch a toe tag, watchin you try and its so sad.

run it back, flip it and double and double the sack,
plottin on you when i run in the back 
fuckin with me an you catchin a tag

aint no time for talkin lil bitch, yeah we past that
all yall smokin boof my b.o. smell like some gass pack
yall some pussys on the low you put that shit on wax,
you aint catch no k, bitch dont play im finna bust back.

BT#OMD!

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