prod. slade kovacs x UNORDINARYBEATS

lyrics:
like, how you gon run from me
i love when they run from me
my brothers go dumb for me
my thumper go dumb for me

ain’t no use abusing packs
i’ll fuck up ya lungs for free
like, “what have you done to me?”
my thumper go dumb for me

i love when they shoot it back
it make it more fun for me
they tryna excuse the past
like, what have you done for me?

my thumper go dumb for me
my thumper go dumb for me
i love when they shoot it back
it make it more fun for me

don’t fuckin move
i got cut up bodies stuffed in boxes in my room, huh
appetite for violence, bloody diamonds in my tooth, huh
30 in my jacket, when it’s static, let it shoot, huh
bodies in the pool, huh
hollow, what it do, huh?
blow your fucking top, i’m talking noggin through the roof, huh
laser with a stock, it’s supersonic, let it boom, huh
boom, huh
boom, ay
boom

like, how you gon run from me
i love when they run from me
my brothers go dumb for me
my thumper go dumb for me

ain’t no use abusing packs
i’ll fuck up ya lungs for free
like, “what have you done to me?”
my thumper go dumb for me

don’t fuckin move
i got cut up bodies stuffed in boxes in my room, huh
appetite for violence, bloody diamonds in my tooth, huh
30 in my jacket, when it’s static, let it shoot, huh
bodies in the pool, huh
hollow, what it do, huh?
blow your fucking top, i’m talking noggin through the roof, huh
laser with a stock, it’s supersonic, let it boom, huh
boom, huh
boom, huh
boom, huh
boom, huh
boom, huh
boom, huh
boom, huh

sacred finger seal

Caution the clique we don’t miss we’ll make your heart race then erase any trace of this place, war
Serrated blade size of a sword, hardcore I need more gore galore 
Off of the rip its off with your head and off with your limbs
Ouija’s beatings leaving weakened meaning, life of the kid
Off of a whim Im swishing the rim think that Im him
A bottle’s bottom topples all of the men, begin
Capitol O decapitate foes, the less that you know the better need green, guns and cheddar mild
Squeeze, scream, bleed, steam from thunder while
These pleas leave streets and gutters, wild
Don’t mean to impose, demeanor is cold, that means my heart froze, shout out bro, we juxtapose hoe
Even demons dream of Ouija pleading give him his soul
Tape hate date rape fate demeaning a hoe
Make way for the mane straight breaking the code
In my zone smoking bones of O, yo hot box pop rocks smelling, face it alone
Non stop drops underground where I’m home
The verbal oppressor professor, burning the pressure my pleasure, terminal illness you feel this never the lesser trend killer
I got an itch in the back of my mind only a weapon can fix Im convinced, Ill always be this sick 
Fuck the mosque, the church will burn, lets hit the synagogue
Every person learns there’s nothing after all
Death Im not concerned I’d rather see the fall
Of the human worms, the blessings of the saw
A call to maul, Allah I lost my sense of wrong
Kali Ma, the God of Death, Im tapped in with the law
Not the jakes, the fakes I face they featherweight
Better yet I bet that I could him levitate
Its the Delirious G O D, but fuck what you heard hoe you don’t know me
Flipping up the bird since before ‘03
I can get you served if you need that weed, the green
I got no rivals, you try me get stifled, get stuck with the rifle with sticks like I’m tribal, you dead on arrival, you idle, a demon left deep in hell, king is my title
Dont get your shit beat in dont end up six feet and your friends wont have to mourn a story another missing man
Stab wounds leaking salt to rub in
Stiffen up your nerves disturbed lets burn loose ends
Confident conquering all of it slaughtering prophetic offering awful and ominous 
Carcasses tarnish the granite granted Im welcoming mess
Im with the Missing cadets, you best be sending your best
Missing stepping on necks kid
I plead the 5th and I bleed a 5th
Smoke Cheetah piss, love how the reefer hit
Toking dope alone a broken soul known for spliffs 
Hopeless joker never sober think Im losing it

All Gods Go To Hell

SKYNET (PROD. SAURXN)

O U I J A B O Y, man I hate this guy
Recognize you worthless, you a burden yeah you qualify
Fucking up, In drugging up til DNA is modified, realize nothings working, recommending suicide
Nine with me on the side bitch its do or die
Look alive, its still eye for eye, almost out of time
I dont mind, ever since I was a jit I struggled to survive
Ask me how Im doing expect me to straight up lie
M.I.A. no C.I.A it’s fuck the banks Im Samuel Hyde
Hated overstated, over played I just dont know why
Abiding by the unexplained ache i wont apologize 
I dont got nothing, no reason for bluffing and what the fucks is family ties?
The beast with the least from the east coast
Teaching Smith & Lessons, not no felon, where you teeth go?
Aim to split yo melon, triple 7, shoot like free throw
Deaf and blind you Keller, Hellen, you aint shit boy we know
Slumlord hit a dumb whore with a drum or a butterfly blade
Keep on throwing that shade, Ima be showing you graves with yo fucking name
Sleep for the weak, mine should be permanent 
808s thumping its something not heard of yet
Load up a beat, proceed to murder it
Beat up the track like Im snapping invertebrate

Been plotting an scheming on taking ya life 
Open ya mouth n swallow this knife 
Cut out your tounge, saying shit I don't like
Fuck I don't fight
Pull out the gat put two in ya spine 
Movie on set, when I pull out the 9
Spark up this bitch like the gas in my blunt 
Ex bitch calling, told that bitch she a cunt
Uh
We coming for your skulls 
Leave ya body Inna box 
You don't like the shit we say?
Tell ya bitch ass kick rocks 
We some solo soldiers
Death all on my shoulders 
Gripping on my fuckin gat 
Until fuckin bones hurt 
Can't stop, won't stop
Gonna talk shit Till I'm up at the top 
Your dome gon blow
Blood thicken the plot 
I take ya soul
Now your screaming for God 
No
Needa stop that stop shit
Chrome 45 gonna bust ya shit
Another homicide 
In the town I reside 
That's another day in the 7 to the 5

The Beast With The Least From The East Came To Reap

written & performed by @blckbrds & @mobbsradical999
produced by Zepelin
engineered by @tumaggz

UP THE RIVER

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

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

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'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

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

Sick Thoughts

BRUXISM