Stream: https://hypeddit.com/outcastblocknikkodaegho/holographic
Featuring @NIKKO-NRG @DAEGHO
produced by: @VEINNNN

Lyrics: 

(NIKKO)
Brought my laser turn him to a hologram
Make a pussy back up w my razor * pointer
Understand 
I come from a family where they’d whack you over arroz con pan 
Fee fi - boy here I fum w thumper hit the running man 
Jack I’m offa bean so I might stalk you if there’s beef between us 
Climb up to the cribo if you really want to meet this penis 
Talkin bout my dick 
The one that’s got a pair of tits attached to it 
In fact it actually looks like nuts when starting shooting from the hip 
At your bitch
I'm way to lit these others artists make me bic wait I mean sick 
Infected illness in my larynx
I don’t talk but I can spit 
Yes I can rip apart a 5th of fucking vodka in the dark 
Then start my car and plead the 6th 
Yes but I really needa 8th 
To stop these voices in my brain 
Pray to god that he could soften hearts cause mine is hard and baby imma really go insane 
I get nauseas at the thought of other people walking round and breathing, talking like they all ain’t in my way 

(DAEGHO)
Mr. Don Dodda
Bed rocker, cranium fucker
Pump ya daughter 
Leave her legs shaking like maracas
I’m so toxic 
But I promise that’s nothing compared to what my pops is
Dump him in an underwater coffin filled with Cucurachas

Red Holographic
Target acquired
Pull the pin from the grenada
Wipe the grin from his mata
Watch the body parts rain 
Like a split open piñata
Humpty Dumpty cracked his noggin
Now he pouring out poison

Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah uh yeah
Welcome to freak-show
Watch me through the peep hole
These people are sick in the head, and need help
But that’s something I’m not willing to sell

Cos I’d rather see you struggle and squirm
Like worms in the dirt
I snatched the chain off your neck pussy boy, kill confirmed
You see, the things that I’ve earned, I worked for and deserved them
Universally respected ‘cos I spit with a purpose
I’m for real
Yeah, I’m for certain
These rapper’s rhymes so shallow you can see through the surface
Fuck the underground
So many clowns in this circus
Severing these serpents
One by one
Now close the curtains

HOLOGRAPHIC

HOLOGRAPHIC (ft. NIKKO & DAEGHO)

Stream: https://vyd.co/apostle
prod. Michael Link
Lyrics:

Rolling rolling rolling 
Got my stick tucked up what - are you gonna do if I come through and touch ya
Is you gonna roost and call the Jakes like a punk?
Or is you down to shoot it out with me and kick dust up

See since a little young I have been bout my buck
Keep two clutched up front
Fuck him up
If he duck, uppercut
Cut a punch split his lip, leave him layed
Let bro taste curb
Shovel dirt in his grave
I get em done up, that's why I get payed
Traverse the earth spitting verses of pain
For what its worth I would hurt em again 
Yuh, y'all go ahead and get buttered up
Imma keep moving, know what is what
Get hit from the back like a sucker punch
And when its too late y'all be bloodied up
What the fuck you think I keep it tucked for 
Pistol packin, end up in a blunt rolled
Block is hotter then a fucking charcoal
Head is harder than you playing Dark Souls
Who could stop the kid like only God knows
Im an apostle, spreading the world through my tonsild
These fuckers bad yeah they awful
Im here to off em 
Holding the weight in my palm
Drop and erase like a bomb
Ring the alarm, ill let em know its a problem 
Split em pack em then hes gone
I want em harmed, dead like he was in th e gospel
Im a profit this a psalm 
And its assault 
Lock me up imma keep knocking
Im a profit this a psalm and its assualt
Lock me up imma keep knocking
Noggin splitting
Give em a smack cause they all my children
Keep screaming only God can here it 
This a deep end only I can swim in 
And as of recent only I been hitting 
Im the villain winning 
Mad as fuck that I ain't got no ceiling 
Wishing that I wasn't fucking big as I am but I'm out here

Rolling rolling rolling 
Got my stick tucked up what - are you gonna do if I come through and touch ya
Is you gonna roost and call the Jakes like a punk?
Or is you down to shoot it out with me and kick dust up


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APOSTLE (prod. Michael Link)

TERMINAL S!CKNESS (Prod. KalaaH)

OL grimey ass
OL trifflin ass
OL stupid ass
OL faggot ass

A Sexual
I'm a lightweight cum
I don't need them pumps
Brain 1v1
I don't need that foreplay
(i dont give a fuck, just make it move)
Like sexual Valet
Interweb made busting
another easy fkn backway
Intel got me thinking
Trapped up at night
Waking up to a climax
Start days off right.

Microscopic Chips
Trapped inside my dick
Extend me like a clip
make me burst off rip
(dude)
Imagine sex is oooooold
Get shit done like whooooaaaa
Sex with more controoooool

A Sexual
(OL grimey ass)
I'm a lightweight cum
(OL trifflin ass)
I don't need them pumps
(OL stupid ass)
Brain 1v1

Mo4n 4 M3 (PROD. XTRAORDINARXX.X)

Feeling like I'm bout to crash out crash out, uh
Can I come over and stay at your house?
Feeling like I'm bout to crash out crash out, uh
Can I come over and stay at your house?

All these people
They don't like me anymore
Sometimes you gotta know when
Just to go and find the door
All these people, they don't like me anymore
Sometimes you gotta know when, just to go and find the door

Feeling like I'm bout to crash out crash out, uh
Can I come over and stay at your house?
Feeling like I'm bout to crash out crash out, uh
Can I come over and stay at your house?

All these people, they don't like me anymore
Sometimes you gotta know when, just to go and find the door
All these people, they don't like me anymore
Sometimes you gotta know when, just to go and find the door

I got blood all on my shirt
I got dirt all on my face
I got blood all on my shirt
I got dirt all on my face

Crash Out

You know I'm up all night can't get no sleep
I'm sick of seeing all these happy people up on my feed
I laugh at car crash videos engage with bait
All In the comments arguing about who won the debate
The algorithm's got me livid with the shit that I'm fed
I see the whole world daily without leaving my bed
I like my memes like I like my politicians, dead
Yeah if the internet is tubes well they're lined with lead

I need that brain rot
I'm doom scrolling
Need that brain rot
I'm doom scrolling
For that brainrot
I need that brainrot
I want it, I need it

I get my dopamine from counting all the likes on my page
Vauge-posting shit up on my story, ask me if I'm okay
I need attention you should mention me on something you like
If all the wrong-think makes me famous I don't wanna be right
We call it content even though it's not clear what it contains
As long I don't have to use the working half of my brain
Someone who calls themselves an influencer that's who I trust
But you got seconds left to influence me I'm in a rush

I need that brain rot
I'm doom scrolling
Need that brain rot
I'm doom scrolling
For that brainrot
I need that brain rot
I want it, I need it

I want it I need it
I want it I need it
I want it I need it
I want it I need it

Brainrot

Betcha started out on RuneScape, scamming children
Now you tryna make the big bucks, with the villains
Maybe grab a couple cheeky dumps, make a killing
You just wanna make that money flow the way that you been feeling
I know you hit on something flame, put it all through GtwoA
I seen all the chat logs, even what you shouldn't say
You thought you were really good at this, and you was really slick
Yapping on about your botnet, like you know your shit
And you really thought the school was never even gonna check?
You is so deep in the shit it's all up to your fucking neck
Disrespect, talking shit to chat, acting real bad
Till someone freaked you out, with that picture of your dad
Now the feds are coming over to redecorate the crib
Really should have a better reason than you really did
Maybe next time do a little googling the hit
And I'm sorry but that internet money ain't shit

Internet money
Internet money
Why'd you even go and talk about your internet money?
Internet money
Internet money
Don't you ever tell nobody 'bout that internet money
Internet money
Internet money
Why'd you even go and talk about your internet money?
Internet money
Internet money
Went caught yourself a case for that internet money

You might have to plead the Fifth, I can tell 'em
Watching numbers on the screen go, to the ceiling
Doesn't matter if they buying, you been selling
Just so you can flex a yacht that's the size of a favela

I seen all your LLCs, how you moving overseas
You got dirty money dripping from your neck to your feet
I know you got POAs, confidential NDAs
That don't make the smell of motherfucking bacon go away

Way you flexing on the 'Gram, you must think you ATF
Bet the IRS some paperwork to do when you get wet
Where's the next check from, who the victim make it out to?
Don't you know a prison cell isn't really soundproof?

Swat a SIM swapper just to see it on his face
No we don't respect the hustle, you is nothing but a stain
I got nothing but disdain for a script kiddie skid
He had money but he never left the crib, like a bitch

Internet money
Internet money
Why'd you even go and talk about your internet money?
Internet money
Internet money
Don't you ever tell nobody 'bout that internet money
Internet money
Internet money
Why'd you even go and talk about your internet money?
Internet money
Internet money
Went caught yourself a case for that internet money..

Internet Money

This that come and take your dinner
Certified sinner
Problematic lyrics that let the mind linger
This that one two, gottem right smack in the goods
Should have never turned his back in my neck of the woods
I'm wrecking the puts, the bets off, who coulda known?
Made em check up on his words, and corrected his tone
I'm stalking the zone, anomalies are all that I know
Digital with the pollution like the adds in your phone
I'm bad to the bone, like Manson with a cult of my own
But I don't brainwash bitches I just leave em alone
I'm up in your home, just scrawling sigils onto the wall
No meaning at all, just following the urge as it calls
To see you appalled, and make you wanna get up and leave
Humming slowly as I wipe the blood up with my sleeve
Dosing up a couple powders for the powers unseen
I mean what I say, but I don't ever say what I mean

You got me in a Deja Vu
Cuz I head everything you said ain't heard bout you
You got me in a Deja Vu
Cuz I head everything you said ain't heard bout you
You got me in a Deja Vu
Cuz I head everything you said ain't heard bout you
You got me in a Deja Vu
Cuz I head everything you said ain't heard bout you

This that charge em by the minute
Make a punk pivot
Body full of spirits, and demons that pay visits
Double dipping till I'm in it double digits
I'm a double down and spin it again so you can clip it
It's all crickets, couldn't just mind your business
Begging for forgiveness but only cuz there's a witness
You could risk it, give up and grant my wishes
Or I might burn bridges and pillage the whole village
You just a mimic, in for the image
As long as I exist you not your own worst critic
Such a cynic, pinnacle of the gimmick
You never lived it, your writtens all scripted
I move so much Cryptic, turned him to a statistic
Dissed him Inna lyric got the whole block addicted
You got me ina deja vu
Cuz I heard everything you said, but I ain't heard about you

You got me in a Deja Vu
Cuz I head everything you said ain't heard bout you
You got me in a Deja Vu
Cuz I head everything you said ain't heard bout you
You got me in a Deja Vu
Cuz I head everything you said ain't heard bout you
You got me in a Deja Vu
Cuz I head everything you said ain't heard bout you,

Deja Vu

She sent a text
Do you need help?
I said I know how to think for myself
Suit yourself, I ain't suiting up for free
I'm outside why where else would I be?
Cheap liquor
Cheaper thrills
Throwing up while on top of the world
What kinda script? bitch I'm tryna OD
Why is everybody looking at me?
Slippy fingers, we should shake hands
Now you don't got the time to understand
Lately I've been counting hours by the can
Lost my footing walking woozy with a slant, ugh

That really makes me wanna grind my teeth
Gr-gr-gr-gr-gr-grind my teeth
God, I swear to god that really makes me wanna grind my teeth
Gr-gr-gr-gr-gr-grind my teeth
You make me really wanna grind my teeth
Gr-gr-gr-gr-gr-grind my teeth
God I swear to god, you really make me wanna grind my teeth
Gr-gr-gr-gr-gr-grind my teeth

Not a freak but I'm known to freak out
And then forget what it was all about
When in doubt, do another line
In a couple seconds I'll be feeling fine
It's not a scam, it's a ripoff, either way I'm richer
Maybe consider tryna move a little quicker
You make me sick if you think you're any better
This is my United States of whatever
Very clever, now sober up and drive, drive
Check my pulse man I think I'm too alive, live
So deprived, that's why I feel so depraved
I forgot how yesterday turned to today?

That really makes me wanna grind my teeth
Gr-gr-gr-gr-gr-grind my teeth
God, I swear to god that really makes me wanna grind my teeth
Gr-gr-gr-gr-gr-grind my teeth
You make me really wanna grind my teeth
Gr-gr-gr-gr-gr-grind my teeth
God I swear to god, you really make me wanna grind my teeth
Gr-gr-gr-gr-gr-grind my teeth,

Grind My Teeth

Soft ass bitch 
Worried bout a single man dying but genocide you motherfuckers wont say shit
RIP the kid, yall dont really get the message and questions what got him split
Even if you did, caught up in politics, policy, churches and dread
Tears wont be shed, off of an audio sheeple divided, we’re dead
No hope for the masses, indoctrinated from all of your classes
Not even worth caskets, none of you being saved during the rapture
Praying to Saturn, satanists running this place a disaster
None of it matters, we’re playing this game and repeating a pattern
False Gods, fuck your belief, cant practice what you preach
Hats off to the naive, Ill never get the glee 
Pissed off, let's kill a priest, ritual symphony Im not herding the sheep but I'll still split the sea
Its the Ouija
Hearing constant static as I’m stepping through your tv
I think that Ive had it, join Abaddon, end the season
End all of this treason, congregate with demons
The human race is rabid these savages have no reason
Bow to the O shrine pedestal, Missing with rap criminals tapped into hell
Havent hit a blunt in a minute skunk stuffed up in it
Stunted off the jump since a jit punk lil kid Im the villain

False Sense of Reality

You wont be saved, Allah
Bow down and pray, gun up
Right at your face, put in your place, an early grave sucka
Ill make yo brain stutter
Fuck yo faith, suffer
You waste of space, for your own sake please pass away fucka
Ill cut your breaks fuckboy
Cant read my face annoyed
Its the Ouija undefeated on the beat, avoid
Pushing me fuckboy new string of teeth, new toy
The way ill have you, rip and stab you, make you hate the lord 
Put my head in the Guillotine, aint nobody can get to me
I stay deep where the sinners be, aint nobody down under me
At the bottom where Satan sleep, got this bottle right next to me, I lobotomize enemies in my mental so many scream mercy doesn’t exist in me
Missing clique gon have yo lady in the back of a Mercedes
Had that bitch screaming she love me, left with two shots in her belly
One was nut and one was shelly, left a gun next to her heady
If you see it and you ready, bite the bullet, hold it steady
Pull the trigger, you might as well go with her, live life like a quitter, you seem bitter, steal yo liver, new black market organ vendor, Im a sinner, Im like worse than Hitler, got yo body look like twister, big red beam it look like Clifford, hit a lick just like a lizard

Grind My Teeth

BRUXISM

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