DIGITAL POLLUTION

Digital Pollution is the residue of years of work, the grind crystallized, the fragments that survived the purge. Tracks born, tracks erased, echoes of everything that didn’t stick. Sharp. Fractured. Persistent. Noise pressed into form. Something coherent, if coherence is a lie you choose to believe.

What emerged was never one album, but two gestating forms. One punk, raw and serrated, teeth bared to the sky; one rap, fluid, fractured, a pulse looping through circuits of thought.

The vision, unstable and electric, suddenly became for us the violent algebra of collision: two sonic organisms smashed together, fused, fractured, reborn. This is not a merger, not a compromise, it is experiment, collision, entropy harnessed, a cross-species mutation of noise and rhythm. Punk bleeds into rap, rap gnaws at punk, everything oscillating, folding, snapping back on itself, a feedback loop of aggression, cadence, and pulse. The album is the experiment made manifest, a collision zone you inhabit, ride, survive.

The end result? It’s a Tony Hawk’s Pro Skater soundtrack compressed into one album. Energy ricochets, corners clipped, rails smashed, crashes into walls of sound, collisions of adrenaline and distortion. Unpredictable, alive, chaotic but curated, somehow. You ride it. It rides you.

The architecture is ritualistic. It begins in rap, erupts into rock, then spirals everywhere in between, oscillating, fracturing, bending, folding back on itself. Sub-songs sample one another, trap metal siphoning the pulse of hardcore punk, bending it, twisting it, rebirthing it. Punk collides with metal, hip-hop stretches beyond its limbs, everything bleeding into everything else. A spectrum, a feedback loop, a glitch in continuity that refuses to settle.

Digital Pollution comes straight from the crippled mind of Bruxism, who shapes the lyrics, sculpts the production, orchestrates the chaos of everything else, and SK3RED, whose crushing guitar riffs and ferocious bass lines carve structure from noise, pulse through distortion, and give the chaos a spine. The music surges and fractures, bending punk aggression into new forms, threading a needle of raw voltage through the sonic whirlwind.

Bruxism’s lyrics gnaw at decay, map the brain rot, and fold political unease into rhythm and rhyme, guiding the listener through the hollow, recycled landscapes of the digital wasteland. The distorted rhythms combined with the high speed vocals coforges a feedback loop of sound and thought, chaos and structure, pulse and decay, an organism that is only one thing. Digital Pollution.

Digital Pollution swims through the cesspool. It's not afraid to get dirty. Observe the ever present culture-war through the hollow, recycled landscape of the Internet. Every post, every meme, every echo of thought devoured and reborn hollow. Beneath it, unrest simmers. not a rallying cry, but a reflection of systems crumbling while you scroll, the undertones pulsing between nihilism and faint resistance. The decay is tangible. You ride it. You feel it. But now, as you listen to what we have created, you will come to understand.

Digital Pollution exists online now. Noise, clarity, fragments, collisions, pulses, loops. Immerse. Let it grind. Let it linger. Let it gnaw at the edges of your mind. 
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releases September 30, 2025

Digital Pollution (Intro)

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

We can talk about it or just get a little crunk
Bet she really like to twerk to caricoca funk
You so silly make em dizzy like Sicilian drunks
She likes fifty cent, I feel like a million bucks
Wait, what why?

Where and how and who again, reptilian
Hooligan, running up her leg like this is Gulliver's
Gullible, floated right up straight into the ceiling yeah yeah
Gave her something that can make her talk to demons
Yeah yeah

Towel dipped in water I'm invisible
Wet red flesh marks got physical
Fuck me, it's about to get biblical
Let her die slow cuz she kinda beautiful
Towel dipped in water I'm invisible
Wet red flesh marks got physical
Fuck me, it's about to get biblical
Chop chop (spit sound) that's my ritual

She make a nap turn into a little kidnap
Senator, I'ma send him something gift wrapped
Centerfold hoe, see the whole picture
If you bink you might never even miss her
She made a nap turn into a little kidnap
Senator, I'ma send him something gift wrapped
Centerfold, front page edition
She went out to dance, now she just a picture

What's that? Who's been knocking on the window?
Hear the hailstones play to my crescendo
Can you please try to keep up with the tempo
Her body a temple I worship the devil

Who's that? Who's been knocking on the window?
Hear the hailstones play me my crescendo
Can you please keep up with the tempo?
Kept a little bit of her as a memento

We can talk about it or just get a little drunk
Look away for just a second and she end up in a trunk
If the glove don't fit they'll acquit me on the spot
You think someone who would do this is afraid to get caught?
Wait what why?
Tried the call the numbers back all fake
Couple bags fertilizer make em all quake
Whole lobby blown apart left em all saint's
Daddy's in a body bag left em red paint

She made a nap turn into a little kidnap
Senator, I'ma send him something gift wrapped
Centerfold hoe, see the whole picture
If you blink you might never even miss her
She make a nap turn into a little kidnap
Senator, I'ma send him something gift wrapped
Centerfold, front page edition
She went out to dance, now she just a picture

Up all night I feel like Tyler Durden
Preaching to the mirror giving sermons
I am Jack's last sip of bourbon
The personality of half a person
Bitch
Bitch I feel like Tyler Durden
Bitch I feel like Tyler Durden bitch

Nodding out in traffic on my way to catch a felony
I don't vibe with no one but I'm heavy with the chemistry
Nothing but an entity steady collecting enemies
I'm magic with the shots like the guy who dropped Kennedy

Bitch I feel like Captain Ahab
Chasing white so the demons in me stay bad

You been a fan I been a fiend
Might just take the whole production when I come 'n seize the means
Nothing what it seems
Parasitic energy
I could take your legacy
Move without integrity dismantling identities
And when I get to hell I hope they see me a celebrity
Cuz all my friends are there and I don't mean that hypothetically
So go head and kill yourself and get a step ahead of me
Cuz you don't wanna live inside a world where I'm your enemy

Bitch I feel like Patrick Bateman
Fake a smile while I'm steady staying hating

I'm not the type to be impatient
I'm the type to sit and wait until the mark go on vacation
Left em feeling shaken
Every word I say is dripping with manipulation
String the sentences along until you feel the motivation, bitch

Time for Your Daily Nap Senator / Tyler Durden

Bullets flying through the side of my car
I hit the gas like it's nothing at all
I'm made of money but I don't make sense
I'm either balling or I can't pay rent
Six weeks clean but I'm not really sober
I can't wait, for this shit to be over
I wake up hungry for the flavor of blood
I pick the carcass clean just because

I'm A Hyena
Hyena
Ah, Ah Hyena
I'm A Hyena
Hyena
Ah, Ah Hyena
I'm A Hyena
Hyena
Ah, Ah Hyena
I'm A Hyena
Hyena
Ah, Ah Hyena

I'm not the plug but I know where he lives
I might forget but I never forgive
Not in the trenches but I might help you dig
And God forbid I'll ever to talk to the pigs
You say you're king of the jungle I just sit back and laugh
I'm not the first on the scene but I won't the last
Yeah You can do all the hunting, I'll just wait for the prey
Feast on the leftovers and live another day

I'm A Hyena
Hyena
Ah, Ah Hyena
I'm A Hyena
Hyena
Ah, Ah Hyena
I'm A Hyena
Hyena
Ah, Ah Hyena
I'm A Hyena
Hyena
Ah, Ah Hyena

Hyena

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

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

Go ahead and make your move
Counted all the exits in the room
Something might happen real soon
Shit is doomed
You should really try and keep your cool
So confused, always had to go and act a fool for the jewels
I don't run the city block I don't make the rules
I just burn whatever that they give me for the fuel
Fucking with me? I am not ashamed of acting cruel

Cuz when the blows really fall
Every man for himself and God against all
And when the curtain comes to call
Every man for himself and God against all
And when the bodies come to brawl
Every man for himself and God against all
And when the sirens start to call
Every man for himself and God against all

Watch me scream into a microphone blow ya dome
I come with a Hazard zone, walking where savages roam
Living in the cyber zone, running the cypher alone
Designer drugs silence the soul
Violence is all that I know
Feel it inside of my bones
I am the blight of my own mind
If I died on my own, know that I'm ten on my toes
Better than being a drone, something I'll never know
Cuz I am testament to the rest of them
Never get caught lacking on your throne

Cuz when the blows really fall
Every man for himself and God against all
And when the curtain comes to call
Every man for himself and God against all
And when the bodies come to brawl
Every man for himself and God against all
And when the sirens start to call
Every man for himself and God against all

Every Man for Himself and God Against All

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

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

Packwatch roll it up, smoke it till it's gone

Drop the act and stop pretending that you something you not
Why do all your fucking songs sound like AI slop?
I've seen a couple cunts buckle when it comes to a stop
And five-zero could chop screw your whole crew outta jobs
Get the fuck out dodge, dislodge those words from your mouth
Don't tell nobody that this money what you're really about
You selling oil to the snakes for a shot at the top
Until the allegations drop, Diddy do it or not?
I'm rocking the spot, I'm shaking down crews with a click
You in a jail cell, wondering if your shit sticks
Up in the sticks some shooters is printing weapons to kill
And talking 'bout a revolution 'cuz his rights been repealed
And when the cops gonna catch him, even he'll cop a plea
And your face been on the internet for all to see
So I hope your legal team better know to talk
'Cuz the paper trail is saying ain't no way that you walk
You can see all of the wallets as it moves through the chain
The transactions always lead them to one and the same
He put his name down somewhere on a list for a call
That's all it took for them to go and put his name on the wall, R.I.P

Packwatch, roll it up, smoke it till it's gone
On God, we don't get along
Packwatch, roll it up, smoke it till it's gone
Caught him snitching on his own fucking song
Packwatch, roll it up, smoke it till it's gone
On God, we don't get along
Pack watch, roll it up, smoke it till it's gone
Caught 'em slipping and it won't be fucking long

A couple weeks of tapped lines and they got the address
The whole squad in the van now suited in vests
All because he couldn't help but flex the whip on the feed
Hope a mugshot gets him the respect that he need
I've seen it happen to the best, every giant could fall
It could be your name next, right up there on the wall
I think it's funny that these dummies start some beef for the clout
And then they line they own pockets with a wink to the crowd
I'm on pack watch son, yeah we smoking 'em out
Steady waiting till the next time his foot in his mouth
Maybe I don't wear no Gucci or no Louis Vuitton
But where you're going everybody's got the same fit on
Went from posing with a launcher to a poser with papers
A couple letters went and turned ya from a rapper to rapist
Why all these big bad types always fucking with kids?
'Cuz ain't no way a woman putting up with half of his shit
So sick of the bit, I'm here to put a rest to the case
And send the whole ship sinking to the depths of their graves
You've taking the bait, now pull and go unravel your fate
End of the day you'll never put a name to the face bitch

Packwatch, roll it up, smoke it till it's gone
On God, we don't get along
Packwatch, roll it up, smoke it till it's gone
Caught him snitching on his own fucking song
Packwatch, roll it up, smoke it till it's gone
On God, we don't get along
Packwatch, roll it up, smoke it till it's gone
Caught 'em slipping and it won't be fucking long..

#Packwatch

You say I'm evil yeah you say I'm the worst
Just cuz I might've had my hand in your purse
If you were hungry I know you'd do the same
Don't try to argue with me I'm not ashamed because

I believe in stealing
I believe in stealing
I believe in stealing
I believe in stealing

Its not that I don't wanna pay for my share
It's just that you won't ever notice or care
You say I should walk a mile in your shoes but
But then I wouldn't give them back to you because

I believe in stealing
I believe in stealing
I believe in stealing
I believe in stealing

I don't know why I feel the way I do
And I don't like it anymore than you!
You're telling me I can't just right click save?
You better hope your ass got 2FA because

I believe in stealing
I believe in stealing
I believe in stealing
I believe in stealing

I heard them say you wouldn't download a car
Well you could download a gun and jack one
You make the rules we make the most with the rest
So Imma take it every option I get because

I believe in stealing
I believe in stealing
I believe in stealing
I believe in stealing

I Believe In Stealing

A dry mouth, a blank dead stare
A cross heavier than man could bear
They cry out, but no one's there
Cuz no god would have left you spared
From their thrones let them make their demands
Send their armies into foreign lands
Once they run out of the money to spend
There's only one way I see this ends

I wouldn't hesitate at all
Stupid mother fucker you should go and face the wall
Line em up and out in the city square and execute them all
Stupid mother fuckers you should go and face the wall

Face the wall
Face the wall
Face the wall
Face the wall

Rejected systems governed just though abuse
They'll sell you rope help you tighten the noose
Don't get to choose, you were born as a slave
They'll pick your pockets tell you how to behave
They fear the reaper and the cycle of life
They need a good cold pavement to bite
I've seen the signs and I've peered round the bend
There's only one way I see things end

I wouldn't hesitate at all
Stupid mother fucker you should go and face the wall
Line em up and out in the city square and execute them all
Stupid mother fuckers you should go and face the wall

Face the wall
Face the wall
Face the wall
Face the wall

When you reject calls to violence
With just stone sober silence
Fate decided can't override it
You made your bed now go die inside it
Fight the fire with the flame
Wip with the chains
You won't escape, you spilt blood in vain
A new hell that's all yours to reign
The kings of shame..

Face The Wall

Call it pussy, call it money, call it power, call it fame
They just call it what they wanna call it, motherfucking game
Colonizing all the opps, stopping just to fill the tank
You don't gotta run for office if you run a couple banks
Make the profit, sell the product, civil forfeiture the plug
Start a war and get religious, fill a villager with slugs
What the people want? Make 'em pay for water, doesn't matter
I can tell this shit a joke but don't hear nobody laughing
Like a greedy pastor scooping up the money from his chapter
We should send 'em all to heaven in the motherfucking rapture
It's not genocide if we decide to do it, it was us
And if the other motherfuckers did it first then what the fuck?
Run 'em down and knock 'em over like we gentrifying shit
Grab a brick and pay a visit to a politician's crib
We already tried the hippie shit, peace is not an option
Take a couple millionaires to ride an Argentinian chopper

I got sick thoughts, I don't know why everybody lip-locked
Why the fuck you licking boots and hopping on they dicks for?
Sick thoughts, I just hear the timer, it go tick-tock
I don't wanna say some shit that'll send me to big lock
Sick thoughts, climb up on the roof and make his ear pop
Walking through marinas, setting fire to the big yachts
Sick thoughts, take all of your data, make a billion
How you gonna let an algorithm raise the children?

They say nobody wanna work, I say nobody wanna pay
Tax suggestions for the master, tax evasion for the slave
You got rent cartels just running up your bills and getting paid
Pocket-dipping politicians beg for dollars, screaming change
It's a boost for the economy to bomb them every day
CIA was moving coke, what you think they move today?
Fentanyl and Nitazene and something stronger on the way
When there's profit to be made show up chanting USA
Couple million-dollar rockets on some farmers in a cave
Everybody's saved! By the way we probably here to stay
Pave a golf course, have a couple cheeky handshakes
And they got a new president with democratic traits
Navigating's always easier if you can build the maze
Back in '89 is when they put the credit score in place
And you wonder why the boomers still got money in the bank?
If you make the rules you know exactly which of them to break

I got sick thoughts, I don't know why everybody lip-locked
Why the fuck you licking boots and hopping on they dicks for?
Sick thoughts, I just hear the timer, it go tick-tock
I don't wanna say some shit that'll send me to big lock
Sick thoughts, climb up on the roof and make his ear pop
Walking through marinas, setting fire to the big yachts
Sick thoughts, take all of your data, make a billion
How you gonna let an algorithm raise the children?

Sick Thoughts

I stole a line from your favorite track
I called it mine and I put it on wax
I got those
Bad vibes
The type that they dig
I'll scam my way to the top of the biz
Let me cook
Cook my spaghetti
I'm in the, parking lot
Caught me pissing on Chevys
I got the, wrong look
Pulling up in a rental
Self ordained
I'm the king of trap metal, alright!

All Hail The King
All Hail The King
All Hail The King
All Hail The King
All Hail The King
All Hail The King

Don't go outside I just stare at a screen
Thinking about some new shit I should scream
I got those
Black eyes, but it ain't from a fight
It's from the hard drugs I took all night
Yeah you right, I'm not unique
I'm just one of the pack
I got those, loose goosey vibes, ain't afraid to rat
Yeah I got, old debts that I won't ever settle
With every other fucking king of trap metal alright!

All Hail The King
All Hail The King
All Hail The King
All Hail The King
All Hail The King
All Hail The King

Why you seething like that?
Bitch I'm all math with the way I subtract
And I seen you on snap saying something real wack
Bout the way you underrated and your beats all slap
But that shit not facts you a wanna be X
What's next? maybe go and pull a Drake put a bullet in your chest
You a mess, so stressed, maybe you should take a rest
Instead of running round attempting every stupid side quest huh?

All Hail The King

You know I'm not a fan of violence
I advocate for seeking peace
But It seems everyone agrees now
That we should bomb the middle east
In Yemen they've been bombing weddings
In Palestine they own the skies
So please explain I'm just not getting
Why can't we fire bomb Dubai?

Turn them back into a desert in the blink of an eye
Somebody give me one good reason not to bomb Dubai
Drop all our money from the sky there's no reason why
Since we've bombing everybody why not bomb Dubai? Alright!

They built those dildos out of glass
Sit back inside those things and laugh
I say we turn it back to sand and maybe
Knock a couple buildings flat
I know we probably need their oil
I know we need their money too
But I think I'd be really funny
If we just drop a bomb or two

Turn them back into the desert in the blink of an eye
Somebody give me one good reason not to bomb Dubai
Drop all our money from the sky there's no reason why
Since we've bombing everybody why not bomb Dubai?

Bomb Dubai

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

I'm too young to be this jaded
I'm too old to be this mess
Make mistakes and get frustrated
I'm too young to be this mess

I walk around real dry like a cigarette
Cuz all my favorite drugs ain't illegal yet
I can hear my brain leaking out the side of my head
But I'm too busy arguing with silhouettes
I read a couple old books on psychology
So I could learn to hate myself professionally
Staying up until all night, just to make some friends
But when I fell asleep they disappeared again

Spent all of my money on adrenochrome
You can gangstalk me, I don't wanna be alone
Would you like to buy my adrenochrome?
Missed the last train, ain't coming home

Well I lost my passport at the liquor store
And I spent all my savings on a fucking whore
I've got a couple aliases on telegram
Got banned for posting memes about the Taliban
Now I'm sleeping in the back of a Ford escort
And I went and wrote my will on a traffic cone
Got a head full of a lies and a mountain of debt
When you call my phone, hear the line disconnect

Spent all of my money on adrenochrome
You can gangstalk me, I don't wanna be alone
Would you like to buy my adrenochrome?
Missed the last train, ain't coming home

I'm too young to be this jaded
I'm too old to be this mess
Make mistakes and get frustrated
I'm too young to be this mess
You can gangstalk me, I don't wanna be alone
Would you like to buy my adrenochrome?
Missed the last train, ain't coming home,

Adrenochrome

My teeth paint a gritty picture
Can you tell I'm a carnivore?
Bite marks and a couple of bruises
Covered up so many times before
My corpse wears the perfect outfit
The open casket makes me look so clean
The choir humming some off key scripture
A requiem in Kerosene

If you dig me up?
What will my teeth say?
When all my flesh decays
And I just rot away
If you dig me up
What will my bones say?
When all my flesh decays
And I just rot away
If you dig me up
What will my teeth say?
When all my flesh decays
And I just rot away
If you dig me up
What will my bones say?
When all my flesh decays
And I just rot away

Your voice just a distant memory
And one of those I wish I'd forget
And I wish you had more time for me
Before my sun went and set
I'm feeling voided like a worn out coupon
A body broken and bled
And when I'm gone I hope you think of me fondly
Without your hate and regret

If you dig me up?
What will my teeth say?
When all my flesh decays
And I just rot away
If you dig me up
What will my bones say?
When all my flesh decays
And I just rot away
If you dig me up
What will my teeth say?
When all my flesh decays
And I just rot away
If you dig me up
What will my bones say?
When all my flesh decays
And I just rot away...

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