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Zealot

Prod. YCK

No chitchat no conversation
Make shit brainwash whole populations
I don’t fuck with them and I don’t fuck with you
When I hear the bitching drop something new

Lately fucking up lines I cut em up
Me and Mary we deep and dumb in love
All the mold inside never folding right
Tried to make the guap thanks for holding tight

You ain’t that special you ain’t unique
Drowning out sound when I’m burning through weed 
Wouldn’t let a motherfucker get away with sneak dissin
What all that you make is the pot we piss in

Crunk in the taxi slide in the backseat
Public intoxication on my rap sheet
Wanna be big but I know that you can’t be
Might as well quit but you’ve written no plan B 

Let’s get it started bitch I’m raising every bar
Couple ounces in my pocket boutta take me to the stars
I’m a lowlife punk all of my arrogance is a strength
See they give me what I want but you better stay the fuck out my lane

Ever made em mad then my goal was accomplished 
Did it myself I don’t need no accomplice
Pulling to the curb and I cop ten keys 
Let a motherfucker in VIP entry 

Trap star glass jar full of fuckin dope
Bad start lack bars hanging by the rope
I am no mentor I cannot teach
So great that you sent your hate mail to me

You a square wouldn’t dare well I fiend for a case
Slipped TSA check get screened for a K
Smuggle peddle and cross the line
When I huff and meddle like all the time

Bitch I’m on a roll all my drugs in control
20 blunts on the ground boutta pack another bowl
Boutta die taking synthetic in my veins
Feeling so ill phrenetic in my brain 

Let’s get it started bitch I’m raising every bar
Couple ounces in my pocket boutta take me to the stars
I’m a lowlife punk all of my arrogance is a strength
See they give me what I want but you better stay the fuck out my lane

Let's Get It Started...

Prod. YCK

Snort a fucking line crush em up with ID’s
Bitch I’m waiting in my fortress you can come and find me
Frame the innocent a sentence we will fall to perjury
Pop a vessel pulverize em send em to the infirmary

When I show up imma make your fucking blood clot
Standing frozen I’m the chosen one sending gunshots 
Through your home through your dome gripping on the fucking chrome
And I’ll be probing better yet toting all the bullets that I load

Creeping I’m keeping the weapon you’ll never be beating me
Trauma be coming repeatedly
Tomb and a dungeon the devil be greeting me
Skin is now burning and charred up unevenly

You never focus you never fathom 
All the weight your words will carry hope they send me to the stratum 
You wouldn’t get it you can’t imagine
Sipping blood what the fuck imma turn it to a habit
Do you even feel remorse and see the ones who had to die
For the sins you don’t repent these wings of wax we made our plight

Lungs cave blood stains 
Fuck pain fuck pain
Dug graves flood gates
One way one way

Prepackage propaganda send an explosive bag
A couple of bodies do what they taught me there’s another toe to tag
Danger to strangers I’m the adversary breaking all the laws
Looking around I savor the moment for the damage that I caused

Fuck to all the corporation funding allocation
Talking heads they stay resigning at the sign of allegations
I can see you’re tryna run I think you owe me dividends
You pay me out I take your head or legs I guess it just depends

Your throne of this complacency has made you wild and blind
Bitch I’mma tear em apart when they making me mad don’t bother telling twice 
I’m so fucking sick and tired of all these pussy fake woke
Generation Z’s I hate to see you’re grinding still broke

Handing over kidneys better yet I’ll take the liver
Harvest all the parts I need and then I’ll dump em in the river
There ain’t reception make no exceptions I’mma target who I please 
Stuck in dejection future discretion I’ll be waiting in the trees

Lungs cave blood stains 
Fuck pain fuck pain
Dug graves flood gates
One way one way

Plague

Prod. YCK

Voices inside me now I’m on a murder spree 
Bitch imma kill em I say that with certainty
We cannot save or salvage irredeemables
What they be doing is fucking unspeakable 

Office of criminals we nominate
And we’re paying for shit that we don’t wanna pay 
Prisoners serving now we’re making monuments
Pressing the button I blow up the continent 

Fuck now we attack
Step in the place and won’t leave it intact 
Dropping a missile the currency crippled 
I’m slitting the wrists and kidnapping officials

I’m fighting a war my tissue is torn
I’m making a pact making my crown of thorns 
Abolish the humans polluting the planet 
I’ll take away living you’re taking for granted 

No one can follow my trail
I’m in hysteria I’m off the rails 
Copping the weapons they put up for sale
And we’re checking the bodies they’re sterile and pale

You got no say or a kind of a voice
Freedom is nonexistent ain’t a choice
Hearing complaints it’s all meaningless noise
And you pray for what any free market destroys

Logical fallacy broken mentality
Bitch you can’t handle life out in reality
You ain’t been cognizant you’ve been the opposite
We won’t be here in 3000 I’m calling it

Cops are colluding restrain em they’re shooting
They murder the youth what the fuck are they doing
Patrolling the streets and controlling the peace
I’m inciting the rioting holding their greed

Fuck every psalm hit em up with napalm
I’ll be ducking for cover and they will stay calm
Out in the desert I’m burned to my skeleton
Make a distraction that’s only irrelevant

Free all the guilty I’m thinking they will be
Tasting their own medicine I wonder will we
Hold them accountable for any treason
They may have committed or may have repeated

No one can follow my trail
I’m in hysteria I’m off the rails 
Copping the weapons they put up for sale
And we’re checking the bodies they’re sterile and pale

You got no say or a kind of a voice
Freedom is nonexistent ain’t a choice
Hearing complaints it’s all meaningless noise
And you pray for what any free market destroys

Hysteria

Prod. YCK

Thirty one nights in a legal asylum
Where the paperwork at so I’ll go and defile em
I can act for myself no divine command
And what I’d give in a trade for a sleight of hand
Any cunning stunts and any running fronts
That I’d would be committed to the coming months
And my attention is spent it would be diverted
But the newfound tricks I could bask in learning
Revel and gloat in the ways to finesse
I could brag about the fees that I paid em off to impress
And because it’s legal doesn’t mean it’s righteous
If we’re talking ethics that ain’t here to guide us
Something separating the humans apart from beasts
Are imaginary codes and integrity the beliefs
That we’re better ain’t the truth we could follow instinct
In the end I’ll be betting predicting we go extinct

Won’t you free me
From this hell I’ve come to know called home
Won’t you kill me
So I’d be sent where the sinners go
Such a shame you couldn’t
Reach salvation fervently
I did the things you wouldn’t
So give me the courtesy

Transmitters up clockwork when the spring come
I’m in no shape to be leading a kingdom
Engineered inside a laboratory
Well I’m like a cancer you can’t ignore me
Nothing to add no testimony
Will exempt myself and I’ll be bested only
By death herself and I bet she’ll come 
To make me pay the price in what I’m fleeing from
Won’t get redemption in the fifth dimension
Fibers in my muscles are tearing up from the tension
Crush any particle that I’m made of
There ain’t no force in nature I’m afraid of
Cold intervention give no extension
Reigning down the worst on the earth is my sole intention
If I had a say in me being born
I’d much rather stay how I was before

Won’t you free me
From this hell I’ve come to know called home
Won’t you kill me
So I’d be sent where the sinners go
Such a shame you couldn’t
Reach salvation fervently
I did the things you wouldn’t
So give me the courtesy

Heretic

Sent to Salvation

Prod. YCK, feat. soap. @soaped

Yeah you know what it is so be stepping aside
I haven’t really gave a fuck if I be dead or alive
So bite the bullet trigger pulling seek the end or beginning
Depends on how you’re looking at it until then I’ll be sinning
Descended in the portal no more juice in the flask
No use depending on the mortals ain’t the easiest task
I’m overzealous I’m heretical meeting an archangel
Viewing it from the heavens the humans that aren’t grateful
Taking the filth that we’re cleansing blood in we bathe I’m popping a benzo
Ridding myself of depression by taking my place inside of a deadzone
Need no coffin burials to soak the debris
These ceremonial rituals practiced down to a T
Lost track of the demons out of Pandora’s Box
Road into redemption coming after or not
I got the chains up on my flesh I’m in a liminal space
To rip the veins up out my chest look how we’ve fallen from grace

Empty the heavens the flooding’ll sink ships
Rain down the red and we covet the wings clipped
Flew close to the sun how the tales do tell
When we angered the gods with no lives to sell

Okay I’m taking the face from you when i walk in the room
Ain’t never debating, it ain’t on you why you act like a tool
I broke the data bank and it showing where you log in and move
IP address and now I’m next them existential ensue
And if I said it’s soon know I ain’t waiting for nothing
I been evading the public cause I ain’t faking  
And fuck it
It's all in my DNA there’s something keeping me from reduction
It doesn’t appeal to me the sucking up to deal with the funding
Won’t ever front for buck and won’t ever run for a bill
I’m at the front of the shuttle punching the blunt and a shill
evacuate em out the way I’m an
immaculate mill
I Turn em up into the dust when they in front of us, still
I don’t know what the fuck assumption that you held in your head
But really the fact is I ain’t running from nobody or dread
I face it every single morning when I wake in this mess
And I been breaking it's rebuttal since I frame my distress
Yuh

Empty the heavens the flooding’ll sink ships
Rain down the red and we covet the wings clipped
Flew close to the sun how the tales do tell
When we angered the gods with no lives to sell

Icarus (feat. soap.)

Prod. Vasporo @vasporo x YCK

Dead brain and head banging getting fucking whiplash
Threat making steps taken checking then I dip fast
DESERTBOYS on the loose we up next
Say they will be needin an EMS
With a Visa we’re crossing stolen passport
You’re a has-been propped up in a glass fort
Soon to disintegrate no need to renovate
Saw that from the start and it’s happening anyways
I will obey anything the voice said
In my cranial space cause I can’t avoid them
Fucking lucid who’s the one assuming action
I’ll abuse it I’m choosing a new reaction
Lower back tramp stamp never been a class act
I’ve been too faded I can’t remember where my cash at
Sold it give me your number
I want somebody to see me this summer

Body’s cold and vacant
No organs left for takin
I am the revenant and it’s self evident
I don’t give a fuck about a bitch impenitent
Wanted by the state and
The safe houses been raided
51 50 PTSD
Never signing no treaty there ain’t no peace

Not a main character you just an extra
No need comparing when I’ll be the next up
Pop and alleviate all of my symptoms
I focus don’t deviate multiple incomes
And fuck it low IQ I could never slide through
Find a baby daddy pay the alimony like glue
Symbiotic at the core grabbing up whatever’s yours
Steady draining at the bank till you cannot anymore
New gen pussies starting protests
Outrage then engage the memo coalesce
Carpet of lies you ain’t marginalized
Cry me a fucking river ain’t a target of crimes
Everybody wanna be a martyr for some kind of benefit
And making living harder that’ll set another precedent
When you could get a case up out of taking our provisions
And been caught up in a circle governmental supervision

Body’s cold and vacant
No organs left for takin
I am the revenant and it’s self evident
I don’t give a fuck about a bitch impenitent
Wanted by the state and
The safe houses been raided
51 50 PTSD
Never signing no treaty there ain’t no peace

Revenant

Prod. YCK

Now the heat rise at the moment I arrive
And these fake motherfuckers taking notes so contrived
You won’t be like me you won’t be like us
DESERTBOYS made a ploy so the sun will guide us
Feeling unleashed boutta be starting carnage
Fuck a mixtape I’m throwing that into the garbage
Unoriginal spitting you burn those words
Unforgivable sinning you better heed this verse
Bitch I feel the percies they’re in my nucleic acid
What you do could never hurt me say I lie you say I’m capping
Knew I should’ve seen it coming people stay too tame for trapping
See me zooming at 130 41 two lanes I’m tapping
Attacking from the left catch me on the flippity flip
You ain’t part of any gang you ain’t got no drippity drip
Well I thought that you’ve been claiming you’re the big bad wolf
But I’ve come to find myself that you’re a big fat joke
Seeking attention seeking approval now they’ll be just the same
Second we’re pulling up better roll it up and the fucking ground will shake
No I don’t need a Grammy wouldn’t get snubbed if I don’t even care 
No I just need my family feeding me drugs to go onto a tear
They can attempt to beat me write em all off ain’t sign no treaties
Making these calculations I’ll be fading call me Archimedes
Stopping the broadcast I can’t hear a thing that’s said and sold
Propaganda to command em man this shit is getting old

Kick the door down light it up we air it out
We don’t give a damn it ain’t you we care about
Yeah we got the sound we’re the thing you wanna be
Fuck an industry we got the autonomy

Don’t try to crawl back try to reconcile
Need to beat a fucking case sold em out pending trial
You a rat but I’m cold blooded vision going thermal
In the night you the prey I’m in the dark nocturnal
Everybody’s got a fee and everybody’s got to pay
Planted puppet imma summon infidels by name
Gather round in a room and assemble to the damn board
But the offer’s in vain it’s until we fall on that sword
Behaving so duplicitous it might be a coincidence
I’d rather be myself and bathe in hate to die as infamous
The dam is overflowing to the streets from the Euphrates
Take the throne and rule the underworld I’m overthrowing Hades
Bitch you running and folding caught you up in the annulling
Half the shit you coming up with to move as art is damn insulting
Know what I’m bout fuck with no clout we in the middle of a drought
I’m the best the city’s offering and there ain’t no doubt
Angering A&R’s no one to offer play your cards
We don’t need em putting a hand in anything we made to start
No to a serfdom and restraining any personal decision
No to a chain of subjugation cause these pussies lack ambition
No redeeming qualities resort to being moochers
These executives have set it up to legally be looters
Laundering pondering flag the increased traffic
Become the plurality whittle certain demographics

Kick the door down light it up we air it out
We don’t give a damn it ain’t you we care about
Yeah we got the sound we’re the thing you wanna be
Fuck an industry we got the autonomy

What They Wanna Be

Prod. YCK

Could give a shit about the fame yuh
Talking talk but you afraid yuh
Empty handed bloody knuckles
Pop the trunk and watching legs buckle
Give a damn about the cash yuh
Stackin oxy on the dash yuh
Only tremble knees are shaking
Seize the day then I freeze the payment

Two steps and you’re dead my drink no carding
A bitch got upset by the way I so started
Data’s encrypted the bait and the switch
Till this day I’m addicted I get that itch
We’re the scourges of Earth was affirmed that my birth
Was an error I’ve been ducking nother one I’ve gotta curve
Torching the forms no copy in print
Then it’s scorch reform ask God if he exist
I’m a skeptic cause how could any world this cruel
Rotate when it’s run by fucking crooks and ghouls
Shows are full of capping and performative activists
Tear gassing and shielded now the corpses inanimate
Internet white knights like Lancelot
They say I’m slept on like I’ve been camouflaged 
Wraith and a pagan I’m oh forsaken
The spot that I’ve claimed bitch it ain’t for taking

Could give a shit about the fame yuh
Talking talk but you afraid yuh
Empty handed bloody knuckles
Pop the trunk and watching legs buckle
Give a damn about the cash yuh
Stackin oxy on the dash yuh
Only tremble knees are shaking
Seize the day then I freeze the payment

Acolytes you don’t receive my respect
The devil in me that I serve to protect
He who had spoken when I needed helping
Exchanging mortality traded for wealth and
Spent every penny was made to damnation
I must give in can’t resist the temptation
Want absolution but I can’t provide that
You beg for forgiveness but I don’t decide that
Pathogenic terrorism profits
Epidemic pessimism topping
Maybe it’s the arrogance but I’m so shameless
Bullet to the heart got me under surveillance
Tyranny’s reign pyramid games
He is in strain I can’t fuck with these lames
Fuck oligopolies efforts abolishing
They say they’re different but they look the same

Could give a shit about the fame yuh
Talking talk but you afraid yuh
Empty handed bloody knuckles
Pop the trunk and watching legs buckle
Give a damn about the cash yuh
Stackin oxy on the dash yuh
Only tremble knees are shaking
Seize the day then I freeze the payment

Bloody Knuckles

Prod. ISVVC @isvvcisvvcisvvc

Dirt avalanche loose fruit from the branch
Eat em up don’t think gonna snoop then I snatch
Shoot the latch get the loot backpack that I sold
Send boots to the ground there’s a well full of gold
Want a piece of the pie then you speak with me 
I’m raising all the stakes and pushing each degree
Stand behind cause you ain’t cut for this
I might rebound back but this wound persists
I’m hung up like a Warhol on the wall
Red stains on my body painting till the belt fall
Eyes oxidizing eroding with thoughts arising
Controlling the sheep in power but fighting cannot divide it
Life been disparaging calling me un-American
For talking bout the shit that they value and still be cherishing
Fuck a hedge fund I’ll be blowing heads up
Ain’t nobody bail em out when they’re crashing it gets tough

Jaded with the thought of getting up these days
Carve a pentagram into the floor written three names
The father the son and the holiest spirit
No fuck for the principles they stay adherent
Now you want to be romanticized
I wanna be set free but my hands are tied
All the servitude and you ain’t satisfied
You’re still taking out filth through infanticide
Keep to the doctrine keep to the text
Give the finger to the giants that I’m up against
Mind been reduced to a primitive state
Never wait for the ones who were driven insane
On to the actions called upon
When they’d known damn well but kept along
Made to a top down panopticon
Well they can hold their money but not for long

Born to Lose (Prod. ISVVC)

Prod. YCK

Setting up alarms empty bed I’m getting dressed 
Near the end another month and all these bills have got me pressed
I don’t know if we can make it I might put them on my credit
Imma have to pay em off a different time not on my debit
Where’d the money go that’s the biggest mystery
They need another stimulus they’ve got a couple kids to feed
From the way that things are looking we might take a second mortgage out
They’ve been advocating for the things they’re uninformed about
What’s a ballot making no change I swear the system’s callous
Throwing up arms in each three branches claim it’s for the check and balance
It don’t matter which wing that you’re part of they’re on the same bird
Onto the steps of the capitol making a scene and making our names heard
I need a doctor writing a slip I need my  antidepressants
Gone in a second right when that virus hit yeah that was all so unexpected
Blink of an eye when a quarter million fell off the face of the fucking earth
Down with the government we’ve had our sufferance they don’t know what it’s like to work

Those who have lost raise your fists say “aye”
Those who were wronged but resist stand high
No rules for the suits legislation that they wrote
Cause you’re a number in the game and you’re another empty vote
Okay with this machine
And corporate disease
The slaves to wages bound
They make the world go round
Alright with this red tape
And public dead weight
The ones you cannot trust
They don’t look out for us

Each light inside a building represents a living person
Clocking in and clocking out I said goodbye won’t be returning
Stumble up a flight of stairs I made it to the rooftop
I won’t plummet to the ground if you could promise you’d stop
How is it accepted that we work a 9 to 5
When that and sleeping are 2/3rds of all the time that we’re alive
How are we complicit with the things we find explicit
But we wouldn’t move a finger change a system that’s illicit
We don’t need clean water fuck the air it stays polluted
Crooked attorneys they recruited now the facts are so disputed
2 + 2 to make a 5 this been the world they want to live in
Cruel administrative treason strips the rights that we were given
No way to strike won’t send the message when the militia comes
Stocking these guns the flag’s in flames inhaling the gas up in our lungs
Send in the SWAT we ain’t forgot strategical way to stir confusion
Now the country’s at a split it’s left or right dissolve the union

Those who have lost raise your fists say “aye”
Those who were wronged but resist stand high
No rules for the suits legislation that they wrote
Cause you’re a number in the game and you’re another empty vote
Okay with this machine
And corporate disease
The slaves to wages bound
They make the world go round
Alright with this red tape
And public dead weight
The ones you cannot trust
They don’t look out for us

Cog in the Machine

Prod. YCK

A motherfucker on the west side of Fresno screams
To the sky he’s afraid that he’s got no dreams
That are possible it’s probable a 40 OZ
Helps to put his mind to rest when he can’t find no peace
Speed down the highway bitch I do it my way
Take a couple drugs and I’m letting my pupils dilate
My fate it’s been decided despite all what I change
They’ve assigned a number they won’t be calling me by name
Right I would never listen to a rookie
Walking down a lonely road I got no clue bout where it took me
Sorry to break it to ya thought I would say it you ain’t fitting in
Dropping a track and flopping it’s sad promise we ain’t listening
DESERTBOYS going up it’s simply irrefutable
They won’t hold a candle that’s sincerely indisputable
Sound like me now all these wannabes’ll plunder
Fuck a hypebeast scene I leave the underground asunder

See my face know I’m just bad news
Cigarettes thrown out get a few tattoos
All the days are the same can’t recall that’s true
Imma be a real mess if I can’t have you
Cheap perfume there to haunt my grave 
And you got what you want but I got my way
We can end this here but I bet I’ll cave
I’m a screw loose close to no self-restraint

See my eyes low my flow catching the copycats
Fuck the five-O I know they got the body bags
Got the green all laced with hydrocodone you should take a chance
I’m a black sheep in backseat I wake up in a trance
Radio don’t play me though the fucking cattle cars
I got a bit of competition I’m the one to battle farms
Of the drones they’re getting sick of the shit on the air waves
I don’t know the top two hundred and I don’t know their names
Heading for the top I swear it’s truly indescribable
I kill the trash rappers and I leave em unrevivable
I’m speaking in a code I’m giving em hell when they decipher that
Want me on a feature I could be honest got no time for that
Counting on me to deliver making a pussy reconsider
Making em wither shrivel up like you’re a novice and beginner
Minions coming in this time another AMV
They see my name they throw their shade I hope they still be hating me

See my face know I’m just bad news
Cigarettes thrown out get a few tattoos
All the days are the same can’t recall that’s true
Imma be a real mess if I can’t have you
Cheap perfume there to haunt my grave 
And you got what you want but I got my way
We can end this here but I bet I’ll cave
I’m a screw loose close to no self-restraint

Bad News

YCK x Vasporo - NASCENT - September 9th

Prod. Vasporo @vasporo

Industries are dying change is coming your replacement
Is a robot that’s been coded and set up for automation
Everybody’s out here doing it but careful when you come aboard
Chips inserted can’t be pried up taken from the motherboard
AI brought up to speed we taught a rock to think
Stage fright now it’s defunct then watch the carbon sink
Been installed up in the molecules and having struggles breathing
So we wipe away the cause observing how the puddle deepens
Coastal attack hurricanes come
And if I was in charge I was certain they’d done
Anything to get me out of that position governing
The LZ’s hot and the engine in it’s sputtering
Aircraft’s fragile the Tower of Babel
Transported to the tree watching the apple
Aura seductive my core I’m destructive
You don’t see half of what it is that I’m stuck with

Inhale the particles
Exhale how far it goes
Voice is gone my drunken rambles
And how I’ve aged and come to gamble
Behind my eyes inside my skull
Between my ears the sound is dulled
Will you keep the spirits high
And hold the essence here alive
Below my skin beneath the pores
Before I search for something more
Will I have my answer then
To throw my goals and shatter them

Market’s free innovation we’re not like the other guys
Money doesn’t mean a thing the government had subsidized
Fuel and water fool the spotter AA aimed at atmosphere
Then spread the documents and circulate the blueprints dragged in here
Preach read revelations the apocalypse is nigh
Maybe new beginnings and the teachings are objectified
Circuitry wrong and deservedly brought
Us a wrath we can’t imagine
Certainly not just a curse that we got
It’s one we can’t examine
Thunder’s bringing waves of heat and 
What food we’re eating hormonal treatments
Artificial cybernetic find it I exist
And we’re dimming and we’re waning that don’t take a scientist
Unplugged pulled from the grid and the framework
Crazed and distraught bring the act to the state first
Many been unworthy there ain’t many designated
Pick an alternate decision when it’s all premeditated

Inhale the particles
Exhale how far it goes
Voice is gone my drunken rambles
And how I’ve aged and come to gamble
Behind my eyes inside my skull
Between my ears the sound is dulled
Will you keep the spirits high
And hold the essence here alive
Below my skin beneath the pores
Before I search for something more
Will I have my answer then
To throw my goals and shatter them

Essence

Prod. Vasporo @vasporo

Bitch I’m not drinking responsibly
I wish that Vans would come out here to sponsor me
Honestly I would get faded just outta the boredom I face
In a regular day so explain
Wishing that I wouldn’t but I would have in the end
What’s the point of living then if it ain’t a full send
Unorthodox so keep snorting rocks
And don’t give a fuck if I’m a corpse or not
Feel these tectonic plates are crumbling
And these rappers are sticking to mumbling
I can’t function the way that I’m stumbling
And the bag that they want well they fumbled it
Conceited I wish they would yield and secede
Imma one of a kind they would kneel to be me
Cloak and a dagger you’re climbing a ladder
That’s bout to collapse and it’s making you madder

Now my habits dragging me like I’ve been placed in quicksand
You’ve no right to call me that when you’ve already been had
Agreements made now what’s distorted
Reputation’s done and sordid
Bind me to the ropes in this desert
Aim high was your intention to get hurt
And I’ve been uninvolved
From the shallow shit that you want resolved

Hometown’s one and only chance it got
They don’t know that I am but I can’t be topped
I’ve been pushed to the side like an afterthought
I just need to find if it’s a fad or not
Eat it up like a sheep ain’t nobody guiding me
Fed up with the state of music and I got a right to be
Add another to a list I’ve antagonized
I’m boutta shatter any plan that they had devised
Inflated their egos and dense as iridium
Look at who’s under me I cannot pity em
Settle that pride want a medal that’s why
You won’t ever be on the same level as I
Been dramatic keep up the bitching
And at this rate well no one’ll listen
If you got an issue with me that’s you
Can’t accept it or make anything of value

Now my habits dragging me like I’ve been placed in quicksand
You’ve no right to call me that when you’ve already been had
Agreements made now what’s distorted
Reputation’s done and sordid
Bind me to the ropes in this desert
Aim high was your intention to get hurt
And I’ve been uninvolved
From the shallow shit that you want resolved

Sand Bind

Prod. YCK, feat. Walter

What I’m encircled by is contrived and becoming staged now
Draining it dry supplied and short-sighted they haven’t changed how
These are people plotting and they’ll take advantage of
What it be you’ve made or gotten ‘less you started standing up

Time for me to take a stab at it
Too many rappers stay half assing
Mark my words I got bad habits
In a wool coat I’m at the Black Sabbath
This movement’s unusual
Might detect that they’re too unsuitable
For the game and they melt in the crucible
But can’t transmute me I’m immutable
But the weight be getting too hard to carry
Anything they’re setting been arbitrary
Evidence well that’s smart to bury
Did same crimes but the fucking charges vary
I don’t need advice or a damn intervention
Little boy scared cause I’m there in her mentions 
Check what I’m doing but deny deny
There’s no protocol that I’m abiding by
All of em trippin and buggin out
Luck been awarding em sudden clout
None of em gonna be holding onto it
And I’m on my perch like the fuck are they doing
Some would agree then we watch some pass
How I feel about a critic motherfucker touch grass
I don’t need to prove a thing to anyone but me
Till the day that I’m gone that I’m dead that I’m free

What I’m encircled by is contrived and becoming staged now
Draining it dry supplied and short-sighted they haven’t changed how
These are people plotting and they’ll take advantage of
What it be you’ve made or gotten ‘less you started standing up

And the day that I’m gone and I’m dead and I’m free 
Don’t mean nothing to me know the love is so cheap 
They be ripping my heart out I fell to the ground 
Like I’m breaking my knees should I stay or I leave
Breath 
I got no hope 
I got cold souls and my soul broken I’m so frozen 
No you can’t help me you can’t tell me nothing i ain’t got no love I’m like fuck it 
And I got pain all in my stomach 
Feeling so gone feeling like running  
Thinking back then man I wish I’d have done it 
Wish I could die on a pile of money 
Prolly die broke in this bitch and I’m bummy 
I’m keeping it real man I keep it a hunnid 
They tryna take all the happiness from me 
I been pursuing that shit like I’m Cudi 
Even back then man I wish they would love me 
Put pain in the purp I been smoking up plenty 
Smoking O up out the brick I swerve a bit like turbulence 
I can’t feel my face when I’m with you heard of this 
I been thinking bout my life I feel unsure of it 
Searching past the earth and learning shit it hurt a bit

What I’m encircled by is contrived and becoming staged now
Draining it dry supplied and short-sighted they haven’t changed how
These are people plotting and they’ll take advantage of
What it be you’ve made or gotten ‘less you started standing up

Encircled (feat. Walter)

Prod. YCK

Reality sets in how do we prevent this
Getting out of hand bout to lose independence
Strip the declared set God-given rights
A creation of man for the non-risen plight
Power to the poor we can’t do this anymore
Boutta file a class action bait and switched lure
Why don’t any presidents sign up to fight wars
Maybe cause we’re dropping bombs progressing and past swords
Now the fucking cowards devoured up all funds
Till an arms race coming inheriting more guns
While they’re sending their votes the same old tenure they boast 
And they can order any troops for invading the coast
Bodies on Normandy what the fuck was the cost
They put a price up on the lives and souls that still lost 
Gone by the finish and couldn’t see that we won
I’m thinking too many people had letters they had lost sons

Screaming like the banshees but you can’t understand me
New world order jeopardized we’re left to vigilantes
Withered can’t be pollinated give it to the foundry
Ones who got us into this I’m sure they’re resting soundly
What is a king but without the crown
Tearing at the walls and bring em down
Trace the schematic and rig the assembly
Letters are not cutting it we gotta act directly
How are defectors allowed to live
Those who had elections around us did
Imma level the city facility to admit me
But nah the populace’s pity ain’t enough to acquit me

Play tit for tat bitch stop with the cap
And there ain’t much worse than a cop with no badge
Lighter your skin the less trouble you’re in 
And with a flexible religion better double your sins
Famine to the rich turn the place with a switch 
Put the bombs on the beams and we’re blowing up the bridge 
We don’t need a checkpoint wanna see their neck joints 
Broken while they hang high look at who they exploit
Nothing for the aid no favors been made
For the groups of the people and victims that were preyed
Dirt’s what ya earned boutta hurt from the jets 
In a no fly zone alert them from the west 
Keep em apart keep em equally separate 
With the blind rage and I’m keeping it temperate
Bigot with the privilege talk skin tone 
You don’t wanna head down through the yellow brick road

Screaming like the banshees but you can’t understand me
New world order jeopardized we’re left to vigilantes
Withered can’t be pollinated give it to the foundry
Ones who got us into this I’m sure they’re resting soundly
What is a king but without the crown
Tearing at the walls and bring em down
Trace the schematic and rig the assembly
Letters are not cutting it we gotta act directly
How are defectors allowed to live
Those who had elections around us did
Imma level the city facility to admit me
But nah the populace’s pity ain’t enough to acquit me

Banshee

Prod. YCK

Shunned from the jump don’t you dare to fucking label me
I’m not what you thought so I’m hanging my head shamefully
Altercations we gladiators and filling colosseums
Confrontation but they’ve been waiting and I don’t wanna see em

I don’t even look like a rapper shit
I don’t wanna pic and be tagged in shit
Let me take a fucking knee like I’m Kaepernick
Got a guy to fall for this old bag of bricks
Hoe it be the racket stacking I’m going to move up a bracket
Counterfeit what do I be getting out of it
Making enough and deciding just how to quit
Fuck an attitude gotta hand it to me cause I’ve been unaccompanied
Dreams shattered too who you pander to audible embodiment of tumbleweeds
Sponsorships they can’t save you no no matter how much they pay you
Ain’t no possessions in the grave ill invaded how are you and what say you
Near then I interfere strike and I will appear
Try to defend the thieving
Hear what I wanna hear clouded and will it clear
Try to maintain reprieving
Beaten all my so-called comrades lacerate and
Gut em and I’ve flown like Conrad yo
Warzone you’re my lone foe and you’re boutta croak
You ain’t ever seen the combat hoe

Shunned from the jump don’t you dare to fucking label me
I’m not what you thought so I’m hanging my head shamefully
Altercations we gladiators and filling colosseums
Confrontation but they’ve been waiting and I don’t wanna see em

You wanted what was trendy
Coulda been it but you done did plenty yuh
You were the one you were wanting that smoke
But I ain’t holding back now it’s like a dam broke
Show me and where’s all my homies at
I’ve been abandoned I’ve taken the only path
Here now I tolerate none of that
I’m ahead when I contemplate and combat
Juking a traffic cone when we dose synthetic cathinones
And we’re gulping acetone to a landing zone and we’ve got swollen lymphatic nodes
Anybody wanna get it with me you don’t got it
Been inventing like I’m Jimmy Neutron anachronic
I’m alive in the wrong period here he is 
Looking like that like you can’t be serious
Process due with the bringing of attorneys
So I try to follow through I brought em here and brought a gurney
They coming into me bid to get rid of me
Why am I the target the one of antipathy
I’ve been debarred I be sending regards at my spot it’s very lonely
They prevent me any form of entry the elitist ceremony

Shunned from the jump don’t you dare to fucking label me
I’m not what you thought so I’m hanging my head shamefully
Altercations we gladiators and filling colosseums
Confrontation but they’ve been waiting and I don’t wanna see em

Colosseums

Prod. YCK

I’m the arrangement of your last thought
Disengaged ‘liminate what a poor man’s got
Motherfuckers are peddling caught and paid in embezzlement
And no matter what I bet I’m gonna be where the devil is
Give opinions I’m insensitive
How they claim that’s a fact, representative
But you don’t really recognize and see the truth does hurt
Bout to end it all and fade to black in just one burst
Sprayed walls holding the calls they get forwarded
I’m ill slinging the pills and I’m tormented
Would assume how I act I’m on holiday
No I don’t pause I don’t work for a hall of fame
Plaster to peeling master concealing
What is here impending this depressant is the sealant
I don’t got an option gotta go to extremes
Everyday I’m waking up and it’s bad as it seems

Who woulda fought my motives
One-trick kid opponents
I couldn’t stop or slow it more
The top is what I’m hoping for
Been around some phonies they make me feel lonely
I dissociated now I watch remotely
This void expanding’s nothing new but damn nobody told me
Life is futile I don’t seek approval
Apparatuses and these tools inutile
Dissatisfied with what I do I gave em my refusal

I’m the saboteur I am a beacon
In the fog and I got agendas to weaken
Cannot undo that is publicized
When no info given to the public hides
You up on the camera looking rigid as a mannequin
Were born into the fortune now the fucking money vanishing
Putting on a face when the figures are coming in
You can hunt as much you want but the framing is from within
I’m from a harrowed place that is notorious
For the corruption cause change is laborious
Driven by greed from the riches I’ve seen
Then repeat the old points to “consider my peace”
You are not a servant and they’re getting too determined
Bout to put em in for murder cause a cell ain’t no deterrent
To a chauvinistic sociopath with no ethics
Individualistic the culture of many tenets

Who woulda fought my motives
One-trick kid opponents
I couldn’t stop or slow it more
The top is what I’m hoping for
Been around some phonies they make me feel lonely
I dissociated now I watch remotely
This void expanding’s nothing new but damn nobody told me
Life is futile I don’t seek approval
Apparatuses and these tools inutile
Dissatisfied with what I do I gave em my refusal

The Effort is Futile

Prod. YCK

Refuse to join em so I beat em dead
That’s my idea of freedom
Feckless bastard no initiative
And when it’s your kid’s turn bet you’ll wish ya did
Send thoughts and prayers for the heartless actions
Why I pay to live expect carbon taxing
Advertisers meddle and invade the place
With no unity the Disunited States
Dismantle the system from the inside out
Eighteen to enlist em and to go fight now
Speaking I don’t wanna hear a fucking interjection
I won’t let the government control me start an insurrection
Caging imprisoning then we socially distance
Stand back stand by while we ready the pistons
We’ll be propping the cannons and get arterial loading
It’s what we do to boost and further the imperial motives

Heathens you undeserving
Won’t be returning your living is cursed and useless
Hidden identity now you my enemy
Standing apart and be testing me Judas
Fingers are hanging and slipping
Ligaments torn and been ripping
Moving in retrograde I am the renegade
Murderous tendencies can’t be repaid

Bless me I am beelzebub
Deplete these veins and fill the tub
Fallen angels crash around me
Spikes and robes I wear devoutly
Stained your compromises errant
Children that you scathe
Father father make yourself apparent
Or I’ll lose my faith
It’s the fucking ending that we been praying and pleading to god for
Notice it’s happening I’ll be abandoning posts that I’ve been onboard
Liquidation of your rights in burning books and sacred texts
Step in cities murder insurgents then we claim that we’re the best

Heathens you undeserving
Won’t be returning your living is cursed and useless
Hidden identity now you my enemy
Standing apart and be testing me Judas
Fingers are hanging and slipping
Ligaments torn and been ripping
Moving in retrograde I am the renegade
Murderous tendencies can’t be repaid

Heathens

Prod. YCK

Imma pull the plug
Coffer full of slugs
Hail the sun you know the movement
But you ought to hold your tongues
Lay me face down the instruction superseded
Watch for stray rounds here the chaos has proceeded

Poison the well gonna join to rappel
Through a pipeline follow indents to a hell
That is undefined by the occupants
You can send infantry built to stop me with
No clemency in sins committed
Only in death am I submitting
Cranked I’m all in then I raise
The chalice entering anaphase
You ain’t a one of a kind nah
Don’t need a reason to sign yuh
Imma follow on this heresy
But you’ve got some temerity
Places I be sticking to
Interrogate and interview
Don’t matter what the verdict is
They’re in your pockets turn to fix
Beg to be pardoned but we’re getting farther from
Any tradition inhibit and starving em
Carry the men that were meant to be shooting 
And heaving the tags of who’s executed
Actions are packing a ripple effect
Then as one we stand so we cripple the checks
To enable and seek through and then recuse
And make the fables then strike the fuse

Imma pull the plug
Coffer full of slugs
Hail the sun you know the movement
But you ought to hold your tongues
Lay me face down the instruction superseded
Watch for stray rounds here the chaos has proceeded

Corpses hanging eviscerated
Missive is received and reiterated
You don’t wanna send a bullet into my head
When I mean that I’d curse all the ground I’ve tread
Made my departure to gather and garner
The evidence hoping to bargain and barter
Too many people still charlatans
Write a new contract for the armaments
Integrate incriminate
You want someone to instigate
I play for keeps instate the peace
Alprazolam delay the speech
Swinging and swayed to find the angle
I’m unaffected floating cables
Trace the cattle rounding em up
This same old battle we’ve done enough
You won’t be getting shit I’ve been ahead of it
Lurk in the water to give em the spooks 
Gone to irrelevance voiding the testament
Finding a purpose you cater to groups
Tell me what the fuck you stoked for when you ain’t on or nothing special
Could have been anonymous but your own damn pride prevented you wanting to settle yuh

Imma pull the plug
Coffer full of slugs
Hail the sun you know the movement
But you ought to hold your tongues
Lay me face down the instruction superseded
Watch for stray rounds here the chaos has proceeded

Sol Invictus

Prod. YCK

I’m sick I’m sick crippled body empty clips
Riding solo day to day don’t need advice from any bitch
Let go what you can’t control feds out on the dope patrol
What if I sold my soul where would the atoms go

Sick of the blatant nepotism
Approaching with caution and skepticism
That’s a nice trophy your parents bought
Got a rope for my throat and my larynx pop 
I don’t got family to do the networking
No competition my moves self-serving
You’re the type of person that would care bout awards
And if I could get my moment they would all be aboard
See the motherfucking bandits pulling off heists
They can all be bought when it’s name your price
Ain’t no oversight here and with no practice
Taken out of context quotes to distract us
Board of direction bored of projections
I’m real done with em all interjecting
If I needed someone here to judge the results
I would choose somebody lacking any trace of a pulse

I’m sick I’m sick crippled body empty clips
Riding solo day to day don’t need advice from any bitch
Let go what you can’t control feds out on the dope patrol
What if I sold my soul where would the atoms go

Sick with the virus I got within 
I do not knock when I’m dropping in
Enter uninvited but confess I’m undecided
To incite a fight or not I cannot know until I tried it
Ain’t been one for the conflict
Take it too far ending up as a convict
Bout to turn the room red who is it and who said
That I should adapt but I’m issuing a new threat
Posting insurgents I claim that it’s urgent
I’m parting the waves for the kraken and serpent
Need an uprising and revolution
We the people need retribution
We’re living in a kleptocracy
Try to offer me but step off of me
And then You can buy votes but you can’t buy talent
Spoon-fed so-called self-made invalid

I’m sick I’m sick crippled body empty clips
Riding solo day to day don’t need advice from any bitch
Let go what you can’t control feds out on the dope patrol
What if I sold my soul where would the atoms go

I'm Sick

Prod. YCK

Yeah you're a fucking faker ain’t mistaken you’re a petty thief
I'm the undertaker these remains were lent lamentably
Hear me my precious carrion when it’s wrapped up and said and done
Lend the keys into the chapel and the tabernacle I’m a paladin inserted I will die unsung

Rake it in pay to win I’m always staying pissed
Actions don’t matter like I am a fatalist
Mangling the drywall sipping up the Fireball
Tapping in the cracks tell me what can’t a wire solve
Raw with no gauze melt the protons
Wanna talk about the trouble that the fucking clones caused
What we had caught em with all that incompetence
I am immobile bitch I’m no apologist
Puncturing my lungs emptied drums I’m fucked up
Strung out looking where’s the Tums
Like I’m in a fever dream but cannot wake up
Need to be distracted need to paper chase yuh
I don’t like living may be drinking down the antifreeze
Keep on feeding on the many fibs and many fantasies
Got a lifestyle that you can’t sustain
But you had it coming hoe don’t complain

Yeah you're a fucking faker ain’t mistaken you’re a petty thief
I'm the undertaker these remains were lent lamentably
Hear me my precious carrion when it’s wrapped up and said and done
Lend the keys into the chapel and the tabernacle I’m a paladin inserted I will die unsung

Bomb inside the fuselage can’t evacuate
Know that you’ve been using our approaches and the ways
That we set ourselves apart and I should have envisioned it
You never had us compensated but my damn commission did
Long live the desert where nothing freeze
Bitch imma do whatever what the fuck I please
I will walk on this bed of nails
Then to celebrate barricades seldom scaled
If we wanna sic em we send in Rottweilers
You a fucking traitor modern day John Tyler
Marked with the zeal of a dead man
Now bark like a seal in the bedpan
When I’m finished they will put my body in the pantheon
They’re bowing down and worshipping the ground that I’ve been standing on
Ash in to ash ceramic cups
Cash in to cash satanic crux

Yeah you're a fucking faker ain’t mistaken you’re a petty thief
I'm the undertaker these remains were lent lamentably
Hear me my precious carrion when it’s wrapped up and said and done
Lend the keys into the chapel and the tabernacle I’m a paladin inserted I will die unsung

Paladin

Prod. YCK

Cross the fucking realms I see through these unspoken lies
Still became enlightened Gods returned me with an open mind
You occupy a house made of glass
The mercy that you seek has gone and passed

Lick a tab of acid
Hit the fucking blunt and pass it
Who said you could speak bitch I’m the one who you be askin
For the favors while you cater to a base that’s filled with kids
And you claim it ain’t a problem oh just wait until it is
Krokodil no appeal choosing fuck a bill
Slow to steal vote repealed come with something still
And I’ve been criticized for the Western culture
The Central Valley living so inhale the sulfur
Stocking the cabinet but check it later it’s bare
In the name of our savior don’t got a minute to spare
Couldn’t say that I’m religious but I’m more of a deist
And how does corporate hunger reign in the land of the freest
Nobody’s working to feel essential in wage
Wake up what will fundamentally change
But they don’t take responsibility or look to their peers
When they’ve contributed to trickle up their trail of tears

Cross the fucking realms I see through these unspoken lies
Still became enlightened Gods returned me with an open mind
You occupy a house made of glass
The mercy that you seek has gone and passed

Kill criminal cops you villains or not
No filming blood spilling on ceilings the weapons I bought
In registries
Trill and I fought subliminal thoughts
You shilling for people they’re wanting and willing to lock
My pedigree
Ancestry’s descending the tree snaps
Branched out we the freaks now we relapse
5 5 9 by design we rely
Gotta be high the streetlights in decline
Head off the hydra but then another one grows
Sick at the sight of a cycle that’s been imposed
Without permitting the brief has omitted this overreaching
And I’ve begun to disregard just what the older are preaching
Never achieving what we on 
Not in this life and not aeons
DESERTBOYS are going up
A thing we agree on
You can deny but I’ve made it myself and the money I’ve made is a plus
You will not pray to a god for the helping you need when you come into us

Cross the fucking realms I see through these unspoken lies
Still became enlightened Gods returned me with an open mind
You occupy a house made of glass
The mercy that you seek has gone and passed

House of Glass

Prod. YCK

Trapped and I caught you bluffing
Don’t know what it is I’m huffing
Ain’t coming down there from it
Got the drill so I filled up my stomach
Slip then I slide when I siphon from the gas tank
Dip when I ride living life in the fast lane

Resurrected the last thing I heard is you fled
From the wreckage that you made you’d rather flee instead
Tried averting but you could only run so far
‘Fore the cobra caught up dried em out so scarred
Dropped that shit for the trust fund kids
Bitch I’m the one who done it if someone did
From a city where nobody want no one to be great
In these visions I don’t make it want to die it’s innate
Sail to the straits the Aegean Sea
Now I’m trailed to the center like it’s TMZ
To these motherfuckers they claiming who is an icon
I don’t give a damn about a list they got their eyes on
State of oblivion in scanning the meridian
Something controversial made they’re bringing the committee in
10 to 1 quota moving so I’ll be below the
Surface giving me a minute to explain the words I wrote up

Trapped and I caught you bluffing
Don’t know what it is I’m huffing
Ain’t coming down there from it
Got the drill so I filled up my stomach
Slip then I slide when I siphon from the gas tank
Dip when I ride living life in the fast lane

Faith in it’s sacred the bastions of hell
For the credence and creed disinfect and expel
Pure and then it’s vile
Making it easy reject and defile
But do not revise look who denies
Sanctity’s mangled the lord of the flies
Exorcised do not expect to rise
Up to the heavens mistakes ain’t been rectified
Convertibles here then be brought to infernos
You’re bringing the shackles but I don’t deserve those
What’s the mean of measuring particular volition
Does it warrant any punishment or warrant an excision
See the reaper coming as a fucking repercussion
I don’t ever sleep or nothing gotta keep the meter running
Say what have I done to be engulfed up in the flames
Got the stake in the carotid need the cult to be contained

Trapped and I caught you bluffing
Don’t know what it is I’m huffing
Ain’t coming down there from it
Got the drill so I filled up my stomach
Slip then I slide when I siphon from the gas tank
Dip when I ride living life in the fast lane

Fast Lane

Prod. Vasporo @vasporo x YCK

Break free from the constraints that have held me in error
Take me there to the temple away from the terror
Guilt weighs so heavily the misdeed not reprieved for
Spilled I’m allegedly the skeptic plant the C4

Biomes of attrition mixing compost for the harvest
In this climate you conform or you’ll be labeled an alarmist
Offices attracting those who are not all the fucking sharpest
Striking out the optic field then I be casing it when it’s darkest
Sycophantic vampires acquiring the property
Monetizing any product and maintaining the poverty
Made a team of consultants that you put there to interpret
The deposition by the witness there had seemed to confirm it
Bread and butter sent in to cover and justify
What was done if you’re a lunatic breathing then what am I
Throwing aside nowhere to hide bitch I’m unhinged
Then I’m stoking the fire go when I’m right taking thumbprints

Break free from the constraints that have held me in error
Take me there to the temple away from the terror
Guilt weighs so heavily the misdeed not reprieved for
Spilled I’m allegedly the skeptic plant the C4

Decapitating the management went internal for the rupture
Sundered paralyzed group won’t be doing much for
Citizens paycheck to paycheck they gone need a raincheck
Shipping hate mail with the veiled threats
Hoarding strings of data can see that you never had a
Difficulty coming up but you’d claim it was only random
You ain’t ever seen the wrath of somebody that fucking lost
They continue getting ‘way with it fearing I flip a cross
Live with the broadcast bigots on the podcast
We won’t contain this spread
There ain’t no programs what I’m doing so damned
Clipping it down to shreds
Emitting a stench that we cannot ignore
Using eminence over the battered and poor
Mob mentality ducking
Peel em apart we’re shouting fuck it

Break free from the constraints that have held me in error
Take me there to the temple away from the terror
Guilt weighs so heavily the misdeed not reprieved for
Spilled I’m allegedly the skeptic plant the C4

Uncaged

Prod. YCK

You’ve been unaffected by what you’ve inflicted
You’ve done unto others because you’re addicted
The taste of the power the force and the faculties
Ain’t no regard for the injured or casualties
Sterilizing codified and deeply rooted tomes
Oozing ohms go to chisel my intent into the stones
Gel packs put me to a phase of cryostasis
Let me freeze let me be I was born in the oasis
Ski mask in the briefcase sealed airtight
With the contraband 4 on 1 ain’t a fair fight
Then the scavengers come they’re plucking untrained eyes
To a higher plane scanning for the unclaimed prize
Ribcage exposed a grim fate imposed
And you a poser a fraud and as fake as those
Hoes that do anything for a blue check
Or the ones who pay $200 for a fucking crewneck

Six six six they’re worshipping archaic cliques
No dose sticks by nature it cannot be fixed
Cancel decrees each of the Ten Commandments
Forcing the exodus emptied encampments
Linking the nexus and pledging allegiance
A nation to prosper abusing the weakness

R&D it’s dumping free
Falling to redundancy
Handouts I thought you the man how
The fuck you been sinking I’m someone who had doubts
Tell me what good are the views when they’ve been all bought
You got no shot seethe and cope a small dot
Ain’t even a blip ya barely making fucking zip
And when I pull up they in trouble they suddenly done dipped
Awakened and in danger my life’s what I wagered
Because I made a payment and swapped for the waiver
Shoveling sand might not like what you digging
To uncover what is hiding and you ain’t the one remitted
Direct disrespect to the crucifix you’d affix
Ludicrous that you’d expect me to do the shit
I ain’t been assigned to do light into every nook
Fables might ensue write a new first edition of the book

Six six six they’re worshipping archaic cliques
No dose sticks by nature it cannot be fixed
Cancel decrees each of the Ten Commandments
Forcing the exodus emptied encampments
Linking the nexus and pledging allegiance
A nation to prosper abusing the weakness

Prod. YCK

Clean the filth
Exterminate pests that we don’t need
We rebuild
From the concrete and then proceed
6 days done on the seventh went to recite another sermon
People like me don’t go to heaven not when that course was predetermined

Time to resort to brutality
Picking a team cause there ain’t no neutrality
Here on my side or against me now
So I put em in the dirt so they can’t rebound
Reason has gone on sabbatical
Way to compete incompatible
Pit in arranging an open ditch
You and I we cannot coexist
Prosecution of a racket yeah
They don’t act? Matter of fact they can
They’re mocking you what does it gotta do
With how they operate sending their profit to
Offshore accounts and the fucking money done no good
To a dark ring they had made intend and wanna put
Onto the global scale and conspire
And they don’t go to jail with the helping they hire
Talking bout life and the realest shit
Go with the flow and embark on a pilgrimage
Spiritual journeys when it’s my turn he‘s
Calling upon me eternally burning
Lucifer Lucifer gathering juniper 
Linger and hope for the miracle to occur
Sheltering evil like you are the harbinger
Bringing the violence the castle will guard under

Clean the filth
Exterminate pests that we don’t need
We rebuild
From the concrete and then proceed
6 days done on the seventh went to recite another sermon
People like me don’t go to heaven not when that course was predetermined

Sat in the chasm for centuries
Wondering will the civility ever cease
Already has with the way we act
When the first impulse here is to react
Cultivate injustice
Figured I would be above this
Manufacturing and feeding intolerance
Picking a side a division dichotomous
Our systems ain’t so durable
When a pipe bomb slipped through the terminal
No nuances between you two
Had intention to make indiscernible
That’s that thing nobody likes
And you ain’t no friend there to study lines
I’ve already fucking written but you won’t admit
Then you oughta be forbidden from posting shit
Hole in my thoracic cavity
He will not be granting me amnesty
He can bend light and gravity
But don’t show himself what a strategy
You would think somebody omniscient
Woulda made himself heard to oblivious
Non-believers who had oughta be saved
The insidious keeping until their graves

Clean the filth
Exterminate pests that we don’t need
We rebuild
From the concrete and then proceed
6 days done on the seventh went to recite another sermon
People like me don’t go to heaven not when that course was predetermined

Predetermined

Prod. YCK

Shanking a twisted motherfucker just to show em I mean business
Cross the name off of the hit list getting red up from the litmus
Know by now that I’m depraved I’m the ripple and the wave
Removing unpacking unwrapping the daggers that fall in me they remind me what I crave
You are nothing but a contingent fluke
Cause it wasn’t no skill that was given to you
New weak track boutta flock to the internet
Almighty god we can’t ever let him forget
2 out of 3 I call that an isosceles
Put em on mute with these different philosophies
You want attention then cut horizontally
How many laws that I follow unlawfully
Cycle around like a roundabout
And I’m a no one in a too-crowded town
Say that I’m something without the clout
Then wonder who’s gonna talk with the loudest mouth

He has risen far above the common man
What is missing your deceit I’m not a fan 
Seated in the citadel the point of singularity
Guarded by the consecrated now observe with clarity
Too invested for extraction to the sky
Still infested with these wicked thoughts of mine
Infinitesimal to be compressed in a vacuum the records will not be expunged
Been imperceptible but unpreventable blood on the film is creating a smudge

Depression is a bitch I’ve seen it’s a fact a bit too well
Suspended in the abyss who else wanna fuck with me in the hole that you dwell 
Encroaching on the liberties initiating new upheavals
Damage the planet and all its inhabitants they got a patent expending the diesel
Separation you scared of that
You won’t stay right here like where you at
Ain’t a secret tracked down go to my scent
And I got no fucking halo parked over my head
Fuck it I’m sober enough ain’t no dope in the cut
For now I will be choking on rust
Trick up my sleeve with the coke and the dust
I’ll be killed by the overdose hoping it does
In no mood for the theistic shit
But I’m coming up short what the meaning is
Got what I want still destitute
Wanna shroud myself wanna end it too

He has risen far above the common man
What is missing your deceit I’m not a fan 
Seated in the citadel the point of singularity
Guarded by the consecrated now observe with clarity
Too invested for extraction to the sky
Still infested with these wicked thoughts of mine
Infinitesimal to be compressed in a vacuum the records will not be expunged
Been imperceptible but unpreventable blood on the film is creating a smudge

Citadel

Feeling kinda bent now
I just won't forget how
Things had ended up
And now I'm drinking from a double cup

Messages are cryptic
Acting pessimistic
Loss of my existence
I'm just a statistic

Lockdown now confined to stone walls
Vision of a prison I'm stuck with no calls
Looking out the window and watch the snow fall
Spitting all the writtens committing a faux pas

Cellophane game looking right up it's plastic
Think it's gotten fucking better but shit has been getting drastic
Pass the fucking papers to roll up another wood
Might be doing all the shit that they wanted but never could

Sticking up a sign and I'm wearing a balaclava
Bitches never saw me and going and starting drama
Fuck a pig snitching I'm riding inside Impalas
Got the purple up on me they might mistake me for the Ballas

Secondhand bitches they're breathing the blunt smoke
They're reciting all the words and the lyrics I once wrote
Sipping everyday while they're gripping up on the tec
Roll a couple of bundles while they be ripping on the deck

Feeling kinda bent now
I just won't forget how
Things had ended up
And now I'm drinking from a double cup

Messages are cryptic
Acting pessimistic
Loss of my existence
I'm just a statistic

Never knowing pain I'm injecting the novocaine
I've been waiting all alone and avoiding the soaking rain
Thinking in my mind I just wanted to smoke a strain
Calming every fucking nerve and the wanting to blow my brain

Venom in my pocket and flowing into my vein
Got the blood up on the carpet eroding into a stain
Gone without a trace and I'm taking a second look
Caught a vision of the drugs that you wanted but never took

Cash in account got the FAFSA dispersed
But I feel so dead feel the cash is a curse
Never felt better but I never felt great
I just got that pay bout a year too late

Truth of my time yeah the truth got told
Got the drugs out back when the drugs got sold
Deals went bad but the deals got made
And we ate real good when the bills got paid

Feeling kinda bent now
I just won't forget how
Things had ended up
And now I'm drinking from a double cup

Messages are cryptic
Acting pessimistic
Loss of my existence
I'm just a statistic

Just Wanted To Say Thank You For Nothing

Prod. Discent, reprod. YCK

Hanging round I’m a drifter
Scarred and weathered I have blisters
Where I’ve been and who I’ve met
Well there’s plenty things you don’t know yet

Packed my bags
I’m making up a plan to escape
Won’t be back
Wrote a note tried my best to explain

I won’t call I won’t text
No you said I’m like the rest
I’m a no good motherfucker
Feeling so depressed

Case of the blues
Always aim then I shoot
I don’t wanna miss a chance
That I got to advance

Up the ladder making chatter
Nothing I can say’ll matter
In the grand scheme of things
Any song I made or sing

Hanging round I’m a drifter
Scarred and weathered I have blisters
Where I’ve been and who I’ve met
Well there’s plenty things you don’t know yet

Minutes of recognition
Start up my car and turn the ignition
No I don’t got a place to go
I don’t hear a thing they’re saying so

Leaving breathing give me a reason
To keep on going I keep repeating
Drained of my life I feel defeated
With every changing season

Stoned I’m alone
Thought I’d quit it but I don’t
When the heater went and broke
Man my fingers fucking froze

Now my joints are always swollen
And my gloves I got are stolen
Getting by I’m steady rolling
I ain’t needing your condolence bitch

Hanging round I’m a drifter
Scarred and weathered I have blisters
Where I’ve been and who I’ve met
Well there’s plenty things you don’t know yet

Spirits

Drifter

Smoking in the backyard crash and I can’t start
Blunts to the face when I race like it’s nascar
Bitch I’ve been my own plug growing all my own drugs
Step into the dirt and I’ve been digging fucking bones up

Pretty fucking factual that I don’t like a casual
I’m winging all this shit I’m rolling deeper with no manual
Can’t see well you got glaucoma
Backing up quick put you in a glock coma

No one say let’s go out to fucking Fresno
I don’t needa bitch in my ear cause I said so
Say that I’ll be famous but I don’t think being less known
Making any difference I already made a deathnote

Drug composing I’m down and I’m feeling loaded
I’m smoking alone and hoping a fucker would toe to toe and
Fade that’s a fact no problem when I attack
So wack when they all rap but fuck it I made a stack

Yeah we like to keep it lowkey
Hard up in the paint bitch I gotta go deep
Rolling up first then I’m getting proceeds
I’ve been spilling codeine I’m a fucking dope fiend

Body bag zip zip blunts that I rip rip
Bet you went and fuckin told the cops little tip tip
Thinking that you big shit then you start to nitpick
Boutta meet up with your bitch fuck then I dip quick

Break a fucking vessel all my demons I will meddle with
Drugs up in my blood I pay the statement I will settle with
Ain’t a lot of rappers I can say that I be level with
Triple six up I be repping all the devil shit

Back vengeance ideas I fucking penned it
I’ve gotten all your attention I’m serving a time my sentence
Going never ending this money I want to spend it
Well I’m guessing that’s the benefit of federal pension

Locking em up I’m hopping a bump when I ride and swerve
Copping a cup I’m coughing it up now we tied in first
To me it’s so amusing they try me but I’m the master
I beat em into a pulp and I’m leaving a body tattered

Yeah we like to keep it lowkey
Hard up in the paint bitch I gotta go deep
Rolling up first then I’m getting proceeds
I’ve been spilling codeine I’m a fucking dope fiend

Lowkey II (낮은 키 2)

Prod. Arvid @funeralmoney
Featuring Seanny Sol @hellomrsol

Bitches with double A’s running their mouths
But no I’m not talking bout batteries
They try to pave a new lane to get clout
But I don’t remember that mattering

Death of the globe letting chaos ensue
Rituals and all these seances due
Nothing but havoc I torch em like maverick
I’m copping bandanas say fuck to a camera

Age of the Internet all the ways intersect
Paths that I’ve taken have ended up incorrect
Posted up inside a clinic
I murder careers of these wannabe types I’m a cynic

Pop and I drank these pills they take shape
Of my motherfucking guts no shame to break bank
Passed out cold no way to stay awake
And then you can see me tripping and faded up onstage

Pulled up chalk been drawn it’s like a crime scene
Swerve on curbs and faded bitch I might be
We don’t roll with you it’s just a nuisance
Fake care bout the shit that you’re producing

Yo, see I been patient, too passive,
But here's some aggression
Cause I ain't impressed by you trash spittin' ass actors,
Don't know if it's skill or maybe the talent but either way
Shit y'all lack it, really y'all just need practice,
I could probably teach classes, but that don't mean
That y'all'd pass it...
"But I ain't..braggin"
They just don't equip the shit that Seanny spit cause...
"I'm about...action"
See I handle bidness, I need a witness...
"Seanny Be Cashiiiiin"
Like I hit the bank and made it break, they give, I take,
And still I chase, the bag til I win the race,
I dream chase cause rap shit gone bring me places,
Gone and face it, y'all niggas basic, (OOH)
Nigga I spit killer like Jason (DO),
Rippin the writtens everytime I step in a booth, to this rap shit
My voice like magic, I *poof*,
I ain’t the best but I earn respect that boy flex when he catch the vibe,
I ain’t pressed for time, but by looks of this watch
I got it’s my time nigga don’t be shy give Sol the shine

Pulled up chalk been drawn it’s like a crime scene
Swerve on curbs and faded bitch I might be
We don’t roll with you it’s just a nuisance
Fake care bout the shit that you’re producing

Hazardous

Crime Scene (feat. Seanny Sol)

From the east to the west
Motherfuckers staying pressed
My mind it has no limits
You just want someone to mimic

From the style to the sound
Bitch it comes and goes around
My pain won’t be contained 
No soul or body can remain

Long long ago I burned the crops and bathed in ashes 
You so famished you so parched I took all the fucking rations
The rope around my neck ain’t cut me free from all my sins 
The gallows I will proudly die the afterlife’ll soon begin

Gone to insanity causing calamity
Hanging from oak I’m no one that you’d stand to be
Verbal atonement the scripture I wrote it
Take credit for sacrilege got no opponent 

Bragging bout clean slates pseudo intellect
Boutta take a fucking aim we got two up in the Tec
Better rep the set better show what you about
Bitch you better represent you better fake it for the clout 

From the east to the west
Motherfuckers staying pressed
My mind it has no limits
You just want someone to mimic

From the style to the sound
Bitch it comes and goes around
My pain won’t be contained 
No soul or body can remain

Five days ago I took the crops I set to flames 
I summoned spirits by my side I walk on water breaking chains
The belt around my wrist ain’t set me free from all the dirt
Inside my coffin I will rest my rite of passage out of earth 

Finding out where these motherfuckers hide
They’re feeding and leeching like a parasite
Ain’t getting no weaker I twitch I’m a tweaker
I sacrifice everything I am a leader

Skies blacked out but I’m seeing blood red
Wanna rain down lead but the clip’s drum fed
Castration of justice I know that you love this 
I know that you stalking whenever I publish

From the east to the west
Motherfuckers staying pressed
My mind it has no limits
You just want someone to mimic

From the style to the sound
Bitch it comes and goes around
My pain won’t be contained 
No soul or body can remain

Sacrilege

Prod. Arvid @funeralmoney

Riding with a burner I’m wishing like Timmy Turner
That a motherfucker’d try me I turn him to a deserter
It’s nights we come alive and no fight I wouldn’t fight
Just tried it and roll the dice no change to pay the price

Motherfuckers lame and as deep as a gutter puddle
All the same as the rest of them when I diss and utter subtle
Light a cigarette that’s my fuckin epithet
Spoken on some real shit bitch I’m never incorrect 

Everybody tryna rock with shit that’s so in
When I’m dealing with my shortage of serotonin
Leaking all my blood and contracted this gangrene
But I’m dropping all this heat no need to thank me

YCK I’m repping they’re raiding I got a weapon 
Boutta get to fucking stepping be known as a living legend  
I don’t wanna see em as long as I’m unknown
Gonna try to get away in the back of the blunt smoke

Go back to the place where you’re from
Toe tag got you feeling so numb
We can’t deal with a dose of bad luck
Or somebody like you who won’t even stand up

Tighten up my turban I’m burning the book of serpents 
Refer to the person burden I’m serving uncertain purposes
I won’t be beat they try to be me
Motherfucker you been flowing all the same and I see

Peddle crack rock I’m just trying to talk 
And everybody wanna run but I’m trying to walk 
And you don’t wanna cross a goddamn loony like me
Got the tint on the road and it’s shining bright green

Stated so verbatim I promise I’m underrated 
No fame in this ultimatum the same as reported datum
Full stop that I make when I crash
And I don’t mean a fuckin car I mean what’s in the stash

Energizing terrorizing I been off a pill 
They all tell me gotta stop but ain’t thinking that I will
It won’t be that no it’s you that’ll kill me
I was a symbol in my life and in death I will still be

Go back to the place where you’re from
Toe tag got you feeling so numb
We can’t deal with a dose of bad luck
Or somebody like you who won’t even stand up

No Trespassing

Prod. ISVVC @isvvcisvvcisvvc

Might just start a revolution 
Fuck a state and institution 
How they herd up everybody
Burning imaginary money

Everything you flexing
Everybody that you texting
They’ll be dead in thirty minutes
Stopping by to make a visit 

Home invasion rope abrasion
Breaking inside no invitation 
Where’s your fucking fronting bitch
Said that you were something bitch

Why you falsifying 
What you getting from the lying 
You won’t get no respect from me
Boutta gut you up put you to sleep

Got a stack of twenties
Now my nose is dripping runny
Stop right by the liquor store
I’m taking out a brick or so

Load a pistol smoking crystal
We got real no artificial 
Fuck a color and a set 
Bitch I’m a runner and a threat

Pumping a shotty you wanna copy 
All I be spitting you rap as a hobby
Bitch I’m on a wave no way will I say
Yes to a shit tape with the beats that you made

Fucking around and I’m feeling invincible
I got no heart inside I got no principles
Open a packet of woods in the trunk I be
Faded and swerving this shit is all fun to me

Whoa stood up too fast and I’m too cashed
Tapping out quick knew you wouldn’t last 
No to a trash hoe stop in El Paso 
Gripping on tecs but I ran outta ammo

Foes fed em to crows 
Step in the place and I’m here with my woes 
Making a toast head is still froze
Dead in the lake is the way that it goes

Quarantine

Natural Selection

DESERTBOYS

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YCK

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