[Hook]

Time to suffer and pay for my lies
Fuck it, I've lost my sixth sense to decide
Its time to let go the things of my life
And I'm still waiting here to fucking die

[Verse]

Now one by one they have got up and left me
Too bad for them I'm the last thing they will see
The world comes to an end
I will beat them till they beg for death

[Hook]

Time to suffer and pay for my lies
Fuck it, I've lost my sixth sense to decide
Its time to let go the things of my life
And I'm still waiting here to fucking die

[Verse 2]

Why don't you just give up you're a waste I want you dying
Rip you into shreds then I send your remains flying
I knock em to the floor
I'm breaking down the door
I'll make you bleed I have the need to lose it more and more

Fever Dream

Fever Dream (prod. NXGHTMARE)

CHIMERA (PROD. YUNG VRO)

@clyptic
@yvngpvnk

lyrics: 

I ride with tint
That’s all I hear
Whip too dark 
See crystal clear
This black don’t see no preyin eyes
My dusk drawn shades see dead for miles
I’m geeked up cookin in a wasteland solo 
Explore this shit mark heads no polo
Imma bitch lova
These men despise
My chronic taste where ego dies
Ride on

If I’m bein real
I’d love to see you fuckin die
Sick of listening 
Cause girl I know you fucking lie
Imma empty out this ten fold
I know you’re here
Was i so wrong?
One night your gone

Life really ain’t fair that much at all
Two heavens
Betta pay up, up the law
4 months going down 
through a hell an back
tombstones stand on the grounds
Now I’m fallen flat
Bitch
I don’t really wanna pop out
Cause the drugs don’t hit
Yeah the alc - don’t  - bounce - me - up
Fuck 
Labelin my shit now
Wanted for a minute
Now we cuttin out the background

I can spaz on beats all day
Homeboy let her wash away
not my fault but yet it is
So sorry man let’s handle biz

I don’t need fists to solve my shit
But yeah I ain’t no saint
I’ll break up lips
These cracked up chappers runnin mouth
They buggin
Finna hold my own
Layed out, you duckin

IT WHAT IT IS BOY
YOU AINT NO KILLA
SITTIN PRETTY YOU A BITCH BOY
TALK MY SHIT GO HOME
CUCK ASS MOTHAFUCKA THUGGIN
HE WAS SUCKIN ON THE TITTIES OF A BITCH
HE THOUGHT WAS LOVIN ALL OF HIM
SHIT WAS IN YOUR HEAD
LET EM KNOW MY NAME
TILL THE DAY IM DEAD

It’s not that I care about you
I fuckin hate yo guts 
Stop
Rip that pain up out you
I know you in a rut
But fuck that!
Promise to myself I’m finna clean up
Help heal all the ones I love
been dependent and a sinner 
fuckin early through the winter
All the hearts I’ve stolen broken in a month
Fuck was it worth

I can spaz on beats all day
Homeboy let her wash away
not my fault but yet it is
So sorry man let’s handle biz (x2)


I know your a just a waste of time
I know your heart will break like mine
Winter, summer it don’t matter
Time will heal before it shatters
Fuck I loath that emptiness
You breakin up I love this shit

It ain’t no secret 
I’m not bloated from my self worth
I keep the pressure on my mental
Cause the truth hurts 
I think I'm destined for some greatness
But this hearse works
Can’t pop no pill
Or else my brain will
Think I'm damned cursed!
I fuck up plans
These words mean shit
Wash dirty hands 
Up high I held my shattered gun
The bullet bounced 
Right off my tounge

Wanna talk about it
Run about it 
end up in the car now
Fuck her on the table
Washin dishes
Needin love how
Pretty boys need pretty shit
Cause life don’t care boutta dirty bitch
I’m dead

✧ nights move fast ✧ (prod. yung jash)

LOCKJAW

PUSH IT BACK (prod. Xen0christ)

𝙴𝚗𝚓𝚘𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚗𝚎𝚡𝚝 𝚏𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚢𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚜 𝚒𝚗 𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚒'𝚕𝚕 𝚋𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚝𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝚏𝚝. 𝙵𝚟𝚔𝚣𝚡𝚛𝚘 (𝙿𝚛𝚘𝚍. 𝙲𝚁𝙲𝙻)

Dream of Saggitarius

prod. @lunartalk

It feels good to float face down...


I'm on that new nice,

gimme that neck bite,

feeling like shit, right,

bring me that hit, aye aye,

I'm in the psyche, zone,

feeling like yikes, woah,

feeding my parano... 

giddy gon get some more,

I'm on that vision quest, heavy chest, neverland, bodybag ooh ooh,

you cannot see what I do, do,

I do not fuck with the truth, turth,

I write my own set of rules that I break,

all up in smoke like a witch on the stake,

dead in the street with the dialated grin,

and I wake up and do it again and again.



It feels good to float face down...



this is no way for a king to think,

wake up and make the kaching kaching,

ring ring, when that phone go,

and I'm dying all again like, oh no,

and I don't know why the fuck is it,

don't really know, but I must get it,

don't wanna go but I must hit it,

whipping out my phone let the dust settle,

I'm a bad man who got worse habbits,

give a little get a little and I'm back at it,

it's a riddle with no symbolism have at it,

when I finally OD just a sick addict,

with a ripped jacket, no fucks,

all my freinds downtown they got no luck,

am I just like them with no life left?

or should I just let go take a last breath...

Float Face Down (prod. lunarvision)

SHOUTOUT FUCKING PCP

https://soundcloud.com/chrystallinepowder

prod. me 

i take my time w a cigeratte
been so bad with words lately that im concerned for my intelect
getting lost in the disconnect
do you mind if interject
rip my heart right out my chest and let me live as a sillouhete

shit been building up yeah
kill my feelins wit a pill n blunt 
yeah
voices screaming stupid pussy jump
yeah
so its kind a hard to give a fuck to give a fuck

my head hurts and im feelin this fuckin withdrawl
pins and needles feel my skin and its startin to crawl
hittin feet but i keep trippin i think that ill fall
kill my feelings im so sick of it all

im sorry psycho roots have built my roof
but im so far from you i cant know what to do
they told me fucking everything i always knew
so ima kill my voice and sing w .22s

shit been building up yeah
kill my feelins wit a pill n blunt 
yeah
voices screaming stupid pussy jump
yeah
so its kind a hard to give a fuck to give a fuck

life sucks
give no fucks
squash my brain with sand jugs
dare you one more fucking time to ask me why im acting up
daddy disappointed with my actions 
dont know what to say like fuck im sorry blah blah blah blah
brain imbalance kill me now bitch 

numbing myself down enough 
my stomachs full of cabernet
that rope and you a perfect pair
like screaming through a vocal tear

oh pcp sound edgy now
shut up brat ill pour epoxy down your throat
murder she wrote i gloat
as i leave you to rot

spotify

KILL MY FEELINGS W/ PCP

WE ARE THE DIRT WE ARE THE MORBID WE ARE THE HURT NO CAP GET TURNT

(Riff by JINNKILLZ)

WE ARE THE DIRT (feat. pezzhead & Deijuvhs)

Second single taken off "Cytopathic". Coming next month!

WITH: @GULLYSPIT & @DEPTHSTRIDA
PROD: @KIRAWTHESAVIOR
MIX: @NAVVVI
ART: @C3OF

LYRICS:
[SAINT SLEEP]
I got that cough so we set it up
Come to your block then I wet it up
Invite the virus inside of your home
Enter veins now you ape shit
Bad to the bone marrow
Black widow tap on your eyelids
Clip rip through your bitch catch her carcass on the floormat

I don't care where you been
I don't care what you seen
Mucus found on the scene

Xanax in the slammer slanging bodies out the cellar
Bet I find your skeleton hanging on the park bench
Car bent out of shape
Face down in the shit stain
Quarantine the whole trap spray the germs off the chain

DESIGNER GET STRIPPED OFF THE BODY PILE
BITCHES SELLING VACCINES ON THE BLOCK I THINK I NEED IT NOW

[BRIDGE]
Nothing left now but a dead scene and a deadlock
Burnt bridges nowhere left to go homie gotta let go
Let go
Let go
Tell me when you let go
Let go
Homie gotta let go

[GULLYSPiT]
Piss out the misery
Coke in my blood if it spill I go surfing
Get with the program or get labelled worthless
It’s not a sickness just rot on the surface
Bio-machinery ticks like a clock
Chase it with lime now the gears met a rock
Invade the middle then go back and bomb all the chalk
I know the air leave you choking but think of the stock

Pinned like an animal, pathogen phoenix
Fuck with yo mental, restructure the helix
Believe in nothing get killed with the heathens
I know it’s hard but you better not fight the adhesion
I know the lesion grows faster, increasing the fracture
With stress it reopens, no treating the cancer
Were hoping it sells

Can’t hear the siren it’s drowning itself
Doc made a promise these pills do me well
Doc made a promise that imma get right
What does he know?
Carried away by the night
I hear the silence it’s grows
I’m at the end of the rope
I know that I gotta go
Gotta let go
Gotta let go

[DEPTH STRIDA]
Peel off the surface that humans call skin
Im the disease theres no way you can win
Creep thru the city they buried me in
And father forgive me cause I commit sins
Bitch I strida walk right through your block
Ay fuck with me you get wet up
Ay they call me the devils blood
Cause I stomp humans to the ground

Ay im a virus
And you gon die from me
Okay, call me the medics
And they will run in fear
(Contagious contagious
I think I caused a plague bitch)x2