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damn just found this its god damn fire af!!!!

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

Jake Hill - I Chose Violence

Friends

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

Heretic

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

A MILLION WAYS TO MURDER

MURDER IN MY MIND

Not The Same

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DRIPPING RED

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Override (Sped up)

LYRICS:

[Grioten]

Aye, and i hit you with a headshot 
Swerve so fast i be looking like a hedgehog
You ain’t ever win because I am the best 
I don’t want to fight because I’ll put your fucking ass to rest 

I ain’t ever gunna fold
No cap im on go 
Ima put you in a stretcher if you think I ain’t a goat
Like, woah
I don’t want to be your bro 
Got big big goals and you finna make it slow

Fully automatic I just spread 100 shots
You a bot, make another wish and you go running to your mom
You a bitch boy, bitch made, step the fuck up
If you wanna be the best then get the fuck up off the mudd

[DAY$OKEE]

i be poppin droppin bodies getting money on my own i use to ride wit all these niggas but they keep on getting hoed and i be all about my lonesome droppin bodies on the road n catch em slipping i ain’t trippin put a bullet in yo dome

i be talkin how im walkin i been gettin kinda colder
keep a glockie in my sock and i be on about my rover use to do this shi for fun now the money takin over use to do this shi for fun now the money takin over

if i catch you lackin ima put you in the grave 
i be pistol packin droppin bodies in the rain
grippin automatics finna shoot you in the brain
i be all about it finna watch you pass away 
if i catch you lackin ima put you in the grave 
i be pistol packin droppin bodies in the rain
grippin automatics finna shoot you in the brain
i be all about it finna watch you pass away 

[IShowSpeed]

I will take your soul, and make you die, in your veins
MUHAHAHAHA

[Grioten]

Bitch I’m on beast mode, boutta hit that shit so clean 
Ima put you in a headlock and while I punch you in the spleen
No gas no brakes, all I do is get paid
If you really tryna fuck with me, I’ll put you in a maze

Skirt skirt skirt I’m the realest in the scene
Bitch I fucking pick you last when I’m choosing my team
Got Bentleys, corvette, Ferrari
Drifting through the road at ease

I ain’t ever gunna fold
No cap im on go 
Ima put you in a stretcher if you think I ain’t a goat
Like, woah
I don’t want to be your bro 
Got big big goals and you finna make it slow

Fully automatic I just spread 100 shots
You a bot, make another wish and you go running to your mom
You a bitch boy, bitch made, step the fuck up
If you wanna be the best then get the fuck up off the mudd

I ain’t ever gunna fold
No cap im on go 
Ima put you in a stretcher if you think I ain’t a goat
Like, woah
I don’t want to be your bro 
Got big big goals and you finna make it slow

Fully automatic I just spread 100 shots
You a bot, make another wish and you go running to your mom
You a bitch boy, bitch made, step the fuck up
If you wanna be the best then get the fuck up off the mudd

MUDD

$werve, Grioten, DAY$OKEE - MUDD

Mantis

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. 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

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Life (feat. Faceless 1-7)

DESERTBOYS

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Icarus (feat. soap.)

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