ROBBERY x reap x purge!

tear the moon out from the sky
the spectral cloak it separates
deny my reality
the only thought eviscerate
I dont need connections
if anything they just complicate 
passing through the void
I need some air my weapons ventilate
gorge your empty bellies on gallons of rotten fruit
getting sicker by the minute
you're too weak to pull the roots
empathy is not my game
I scrape you from the bottom of my boot
listen to my voice
I pull the hammer point the glock and shoot
watch the cars go by
call em shooting stars
buried under maple leaves my childhood
a thousand scars
mask up so I could just get away
and now I contemplate
do I even have a face
I might as well just dissipate
standing closer to the edge
I think Im on my precipice
blood soaked rags
hanging from my bones they resinous
hit the switch and let it blow
I wanna set a precedence
wear the mask a martyr
and I set off on my exodus
not the same person
that you thought I was in 2018
grew a little older
a little colder
down to brass tacks
where the stash at
didnt wanna flash that
but we passed that
built up for the combat
did you find it funny?
aint it kind of funny?
did you find it funny?
Ima catch you laughing

I Keep My Face Guarded

Ok this is the last one for a bit

Etch scriptz red right into the stud
Feelin necromorphic I'm like death without the love 
Tripped up brain, sanity is deranged 
Ima cut three mohfuckin blue veins 
And Im different, born without the kinship
I'm singing with the devil
breathing out some slicky sin hymns
yeah I'm him him, demi-urge with an urge to break my limits
Marionette my soul, know ill kill u from the beginning
Yeah, yeah
scriptz...
Capital by the hope indebted heaps
Dragging up my dreams with my 1 thousand-stepped feet 
Ill defeat, all these pre-Madonna fuck boi enemies 
Several MIA corpses dragged horseman down the street
oh I'm me, shimmy shankin fools with psychonality 
Im gonna mac a tool, take his toolie and his fuckin beach 
Im like a beat - cosmic answer with hysterical sophistry 
the senate sent me with an AK and a blade to call my keeps  
Making an answer days, 7th ring-hell is in a daze
We're comin compatible with plays
Under-underground fame 
Saying what we want in speech bleach what we uphave  
from the mud and the shadows, rick-jaw grudge, down the strate
I'm creepin down the stairs up on ya with a ink blot flame
Writing scriptz into the stud,
Branding pale horse with my name
I never maim what I ride
Another horseman out his lane
on a white steed dont trust me we're light-ly insane

BLANK STEED (PROD. NXMERCY)

Wakizashi [prod. Undead Ronin]

CEMETERY TALK

SPLIT THEY HEADS LIKE MOSES w/ Reap x Eryxse x Mercy (prod. Requiem Cult)

DRACULA'S CURSE [prod. Undead Ronin]

New mix and cover art!

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I CAN HEAR IT IN THE WALLS

SYMBOLS ALL JUST START TO FALL

IM ALONE AND I DONT WANT

just A TASK WHERE I BECOME

Im a left-doll , never even

right has my nina steamin

I can cut em off like I'm feeling bubbles in  simmered leisons

I stretch and let em on - the hook is where I never leave  in

evil demon? nah man I'm more than that im a fuckin streamin treason

Yeah - I'm addicted to showing off these fucking temporal guts

I do surgery but I cut with  a threaded sword you never saw

golden silence in my mother fuckin vision in it shaw

It starts to dawn on you that I am never off Im never wrong

Im not like congress

Im a kong man

Fuckin conman...

Do you haul this?

What I mean is can you carry more than a personality tight??

Identity is nothing if you cant do something right 

With your life, with that knife - it doesn't cut itself, so FIGHT

THIS IS LIKE - YOUR CALL TO LIGHT - SO IM TELLING YOU

THIS RIGHT, YEAH this motherfuckin right, you know you have it but you wite

But you need to fuckin write -  ease into the pitch moonlight 

If im mistaken and you're bound to world the call me fuckin plight - but I know you know that I know more than you and you kno that I am right 

so listen to my dance, proof is right before your sight 

I'm the kind you want to be so learn from the     steps I leave inside

PARASCOPE (PROD. FANCYJ)

WHAT HAVE I DONE

jet li kick - at yo motherfuckin hip

Its lookin like a one shot you'll get before youre dead

Im paintin it red - choking on the concrete I know you're seeing him 

45 glocks dont got concrete on defense 

I whippin the sword out

did you think you want it torn down??

Im rippin your guts and they play the fuckin horns now

Pharmie pillin lich army wanna mourn now

another smoked fuckboi dying with his drawers down 

I'm a devil

In this level

and I got a

blank grave shovel 

got the bubble 

wrap, fo you back, point dexter seein doubles 

I'ma neva

count the chedda

cuz I got

so much that I'm a

fuckin feather 

light as the fuckin underworld-rubble

Ima dapho-dilla-devil pullin petals to the metal and I see it in the kettle that the pressure's tellin-a-tale

see like hubble, I can struggle - but these fans keep me writing when I see the inner sun inside their fuckin nmail - 

I wish I could respond to all but im a little busy making hella hail, rainin on you bitches say it

I spill the pail, sand-castle breaking acoustic slayin - I'm fuckin stayin, Im fuckin dated - now Im prophecy painted 

jet li kick - at yo motherfuckin hip

Its lookin like a one shot you'll get before youre dead

I paint it red - choking on the concrete I know you're seeing him 

45 glocks dont got concrete on defense

AGAINST ALL ODDS (PROD. SPHYNX)

Thor's Helmet Reforged in the Sim

ily all </3
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