TERMINAL S!CKNESS (Prod. KalaaH)

Hosted by @scream.rap on instagram
Stream: https://vyd.co/ScorchedEarth2
Lyrics:

You feel stiff
Real still
This aint fake this aint for fun 
This real deal
You get hit 
That's real steel
That Ian't BB, Airsoft, Paint 
It really kill ya 

That means death - full tilt 
Aint no measuring how much of they blood get spilt
HEY! Right out the vein 
I wanna drain all that they will be and have been
I assassinate for thrill

You feel stiff
Real still
This aint fake this aint for fun 
This real deal
You get hit 
That's real steel
That Ian't BB, Airsoft, Paint 
It really kill ya

Buy SCORCHED EARTH 2

STIFF (prod. Michael Link)

Hanging out the window screaming 666,
Shit I'm doing got me 86'd itch itch itch,
Lick the dirt up off a brick, and make a dish dish dish,
Walk a mile but I only move an inch inch inch,
He was talking sorta normal then he switch switch switched up,
Covered in makeup,
'Cuz you got new bruises every time that you wake up,
The fuck is he talking about? You think we should say something?

Feeling like I'm playing fast and loosely with the truth,
Always showing up with nothing always leaving with the loot,
My regressive algorithmic model training how to lose,
Every iteration further from a total static view,

So confused, let me sit you down and share my views,
I'm opposed to making sense and I spread fake news,

In every argument we have I'll disagree with you,
And if you piss me off, I'mma spread a rumor about you,

So put a smile on, keep it strong, treat me like a cop on a ride along,
Do no wrong, sing the song dummy keep the blinders on,
Stand on the train tracks, or jump in the road,
'Cuz it'd be quicker than if I'm gonna have come for your throat,

It's such a thing to behold, uphold, an oath so devote,
To never saying what I mean and only speaking in code,

I'm certified as a demon, got a diploma from hell,
And now they sent me up here with some opinions to sell,

So I'll just market it well, slap a few words on the track,
And make enough to pay the ferryman to row my way back,
It's better than the hard liquor and the panic attacks,
Cuz all these Death Cult aesthetics are not congruent with facts no more...

If Our World Ends Tonight, Tell Them I Was Dressed For It

Hush, hush, please stay hush
You never make good money in a rush
Keep it to yourself maybe keep it offline
Or they'll keep you in a cell doing time
Better learn to tell a lie real quick
Remember which lie goes to which hoe you talking with
Squeeze the profit past the picket line
Switching sides, never meant to make up your mind

Maybe
Hush hush hush
Hush hush hush
Maybe
Hush hush hush
Hush
Maybe keep it to yourself?
Maybe keep it to yourself?
Maybe
Hush hush hush
Hush hush hush
Hush hush hush
Hush
Maybe keep it to yourself?
Maybe keep it to yourself?

I'm the first to call it like it is
Taste the cinder block make a jaw jump-skip
You jump ship I'm talking mutiny
Heresy, say it like I need some currency
Incoherent type of stance
What you mean you didn't ask for money in advance?
We talking fuck ups by the kilo
Is it 'bout the opps or is it just about your ego?
You talking petty to the plug
Better walk it back or go get walked up out the club
You saying something real vapid
I'm happy for you honey or I'm sorry that it happened
And it's not all about the mask
I'm a skinwalker with the way I can detach
I peep my future through a keyhole
Scheming on a repo sippin' down a cappuccino

Maybe
Hush hush hush
Hush hush hush
Hush hush hush
Hush
Maybe keep it to yourself?
Maybe keep it to yourself?
Maybe

Hush hush hush
Hush
Hush
Maybe keep it to yourself
Maybe keep it to yourself?
Maybe

I'm the type to break my own rules
Sick fool, reaching altitudes that make em drool
I'm talking cool it with the lingo
You moving like a Russian politician by a window
You stepping into something deep
Jumping to conclusions, shoulda never took the leap
Now you a body in the street
All because you're probably unable to think while on your feet
With the cheats the way my trainers sleek
Never miss a beat, I'm a freak, way I speak never miss a chance to eat
This ain't hush money honey, this a purchase of your silence
Hush money comes along with implicated violence

And I don't wanna pay you for your cut
I ain't fucking with you nah I can't get it up
I'ma shut 'em up and tell 'em how you really got the role
This ain't hush money honey, this is how I buy your soul..

This Isn't Hush Money Honey This is An Investment

Getting tired of my 9 to 5
Stuck in traffic almost loosing my mind
I speak hard and I carry a Glock
I know the truth that all these fuckers forgot
As I get older I don't like what I see
It's up to me to uphold democracy
I try to tell them but they just don't care
They all just sit there and they judge me with that fluoride stare

But I'm better
I'm so much better than you
But I'm different
I'm just so different from you
But I'm special 
I'm much more special than you
But I'm perfect
I'm way more perfect than you
you you you

My boss she probably hates me just cuz I'm white
She'll never say it but you know I'm so right
My kid keeps telling me that everything's fine
Those liberal college classes ruined his mind
My wife won't listen till I beat my chest
I bring the bacon home and she does the rest
I try to warn her but there's nobody there
And I all I get is just that judgement and that fluoride stare

But I'm better
I'm so much better than you
But I'm different
I'm just so different from you
But I'm special 
I'm much more special than you
But I'm perfect
I'm way more perfect than you
you you you

I read on Facebook all about what they did
Down at the library there touching all the kids
I got a plan to really own all the libs
A couple pipe bombs and a bottle of gin
Was almost ready but they found all my posts
I thought the constitution lets me tell jokes?
Fire my lawyer cuz he wasn't prepared
he was just sitting there and judging with that fluoride stare

Cuz I'm better
I'm so much better than you
Cuz I'm different
I'm just so different from you
Cuz I'm special
I'm much more special than you
Cuz I'm perfect
I'm way more perfect than you
you you you

Flouride Stare

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

Grabbing the swords for war, blood soaked floors
Of course, absorb horned headed demons from the ouija board
Hit Ouijaboy whats the reason for? This illusion disillusioned the solutions abhorrent
When it rains its pouring, plan your death employ it
Eat people thru Soylent, fuck living with these peasants, forewarned new poison
Black Magic Whorer Movie for my sick enjoyment
Got a clip appointment itching to deliver slivers size of a coin 
Whats that noise? Click, hotter than some porridge, horrid, all you fuckers annoying
Human life I strife with its pointless
I drop bombs, dont carry em
My thoughts delirium 
6 feet to bury him
Wood box to carry him
Rag wrapped like Syrian
Find the root, mycelium
Lose a tooth or cranium
Bitch im hard, vibranium
Boy you not, hilarious
Antichrist vicarious
Ouijaboy the scariest
Know you cant be serious
No you wont get near to this
Hear my flow? Meticulous
But Im still kinda new to this and no I dont do no tutoring bitch
Shoulda woulda coulda motherfucker but you won’t though
Innocent of innocence, and ina sense a villain hoe
The difference is insolence, you end up residential home
Horns up like an antelope, the New World Order scapegoat 
Float home, you dug yourself a hole
Arm and leg be the price to save yo soul
On the low, addicted to prescription bitch we know Im a scumbag I deserve death row 
Cogs missings, need a rewire, breathing retire, got my thoughts tripping, mental anguish, growing painless with my saw spinning, lowered on yo face, now yo jaw ripping awaken where the demons play
Weightless statements every word is baseless
Aimless swing the blade dont get to close you faceless
Brainless ass motherfucker, corpse nameless
Shameless, fucking with the ouija you courageous 
I taste the blood in my teeth if he dissing its sneak
Its straight fuck your beliefs, drop a tab underneath
Knee deep as I creep in the swamp and the creek
Sleep deep underneath set the haunted ones free
Im dishonest wont pass the gas off this chronic
Immodest my clique toxic the stick vomit
Missing mobbing we dominate bout everybody
A drugged up zombie with flesh rotting, the blood clotting
My shadow stretches to dark places it starts at hades
The hollow deadman with wretched stenches but can you blame me?
The cannabis just smells like piss I hit the lottery
My conglomerates shattering skulls, pottery
Reaching from their shackles, demons reaping tabernacles
From the darkness to your mind, evil creatures start to cackle
Creeping in the shadows you can find me on the gallows 
Leeching off the cattle feel no peace until I dabble

Solve et Coagula

with @fkbambam

produced by @nimbustwokay & Lord Gasp
mix/rec by Lord Gasp

LYRICS :

(Lord Gasp)

in the cut, out the mix like a bad batch,
boy you movin’ goofy, you the type to get your bag snatched.
lab rat, popped me out the womb and fed my ass tabs
Put me down, i’ll be back , pull up on you , bambam

(Fkbambam)

Got a freak hoe gimme dome 
Doing a handstand
Im like juicy jay up in the club she do her band dance
Came outta dirt. crawled my way out of the quick sand,
Flaunting what im wanting we gon take it you get ransacked

(lord gasp)

lifes a bitch ive let her venom in
Invite her in
I fucked the devil , insiminate her face
Its in my veins
no Vitamin can fix my sinner brain
Disintegrate you bony sack 
The hollow points , the body bag and everything


(fkbambam)

Labels tryna buy my swag, it’s not for sale
You quit and only worked for three whole days yeah you’re bound to fail
Damn your ass retarded how the fuck you slower than a snail
Cross my ass like Jesus, pin right through your hands with metal nails 


(lord gasp)

Big bank all ,blue faces like they holdin’ breath,
Gave that boy a dub, he ran off, now he owe his fuckin death.
I be with them steppers, but they quiet, ain’t no show and tell,
Catch him talkin’ crazy, he gon’ fold like an open mail.


(hook - lord gasp and fkbambam)

Cant stop, won’t stop, cash in the safe
Talk shit, jaw lock, get hit in the face
Lips loose shells fly, thats a closed case
Cant stop won’t stop, run up in your place

Cant stop, won’t stop, cash in the safe
Talk shit, jaw lock, get hit in the face
Lips loose shells fly, thats a closed case
Cant stop won’t stop, run up in your place



(fkbambam)

made it outta nothing i ain’t got no mob ties
messing with the fam you gon’ end up hog tied
Hit em up, freeze up leave ya stuck, terrorize
Shocked to see me creeping out 
But I know I don’t look surprised




(lord gasp)

Whole life flashing, his homies bout to pick his scraps
Pick yo shoes up fore my shooter make the metal clap
Pick his loot up like the riches do the middle class
redneck, call me lil bluegrass


(fkbambam)

Scare the hoes like Danny Brown
I think she had a heart attack
Even with no excercice
my numbers doing jumping jacks
Bambam, calm down
They said my whole life
Early like i’m Folgers
moving boulders like a landslide


(lord gasp)

Gone in a puff
My whole circle smoked quick
Never trust none , fuck with no bluff bitch
Stick to yo senses,  never missin maths
Put numbers in, really
Plus im really bout my swag


(hook - lord gasp and fkbambam)

Cant stop, won’t stop, cash in the safe
Talk shit, jaw lock, get hit in the face
Lips loose shells fly, thats a closed case
Cant stop won’t stop, run up in your place

Cant stop, won’t stop, cash in the safe
Talk shit, jaw lock, get hit in the face
Lips loose shells fly, thats a closed case
Cant stop won’t stop, run up in your place



Lab Rat (with Fkbambam)

Produced by me.

Lyrics :

turn this gridlock to a stain 
I caught his driver from the right side 
broke my back to make
what they snort in a line 
I leave them wide eyed
coming for they necks 
all disrespect 
they feeling like it’s fright night 
at attention 
like a soldier
red October 
I kill the zeitgeist 

live from the red 
everybody sticking to me 
like a roach
or the feds
got them thinking that 
I’m tripping 
got my foot up on the ledge
all these dumb mother fuckers
can’t see
I got my foot up on they necks

blood in the wreck 
crash dummy on the pavement 
every single thing that I been saying 
is a statement 
guts re-arranging
how they like it
open wide baby 
gully spit and they excited

I got no time today 
I feel impatient 
get out ya seat 
shakes hands with your replacement 
pretty little suit and tie
for the hang man
shake while you still can 
everybody’s waiting

I got not time to waste
I feel amazing
up on the stage
I caught what I been chasing 
hand me the rope
it got my heart raising
smile while I still can
am I your favourite?

I feel desperate 
I need cash I need a hundred fucking racks
when my pockets empty 
when I know I need to get that back
little something in my bag
head to toe I’m dressed in black
army boots and balaclavas
turn this mansion to Iraq 

turn this gridlock to a stain 
I caught his driver from the right side 
broke my back to make
what they snort in a line 
I leave them wide eyed
coming for they necks 
all disrespect 
they feeling like it’s fright night 
at attention 
like a soldier
red October 
I kill the zeitgeist 

live from the red 
everybody sticking to me 
like a roach
or the feds
got them thinking that 
I’m tripping 
got my foot up on the ledge
all these dumb mother fuckers
can’t see
I got my foot up on they necks
blood in the wreck 
crash dummy on the pavement 
every single thing that I been saying 
is a statement 
guts re-arranging
how they like it
open wide baby 
gully spit and they excited

Live From The Red

POCKETS FT. VEINN & BRXND (PROD. VEINN)

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