Lyrics, Vocals, Mixing/Mastering, & Cover Art by Red Dot
Prod. Red Dot

Darkest Hour

Darkest Hour (Prod. Red Dot)

void

nasa (feat. indigoendo)

THE STRUGGLE

i was not clearin this sample😭 s/o syrup for killing this

off the dome , idk the lyrics

A TIRED JOKE (feat. DREAMINBOUTSYRUP) [DARKPRINCEWAV]

THANK YOU ALL
THANKS TO EVERYONE WHO WORKED ON THIS
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SNXP x EIDOLON - COFFIN [PROD. PLURBS]

Lyrics:

Red Ink
Black sink
Codeine in my soft drink, yuh

Red Ink
Black sink
Codeine in my soft drink
Got the straps on me best not blink, aye

Red Ink
Black sink
Codeine in my soft drink
Got the strap on me best not blink
Got the chains on me they rose pink

Deadly
Envy
Demons dancin’ all around me
Quit trying to be so friendly
I don’t give a fuck if you like me, aye

Red Ink
Black sink
Codeine in my soft drink
Got the straps on me best not blink, yeah

Hatred is all that I know, ay
I’m friends with the dark ones below
Wanna be free of this pain that I’m feeling but can’t so I go with the flow

Pabst blue in my hand
Bloody feet in the sand
Black eyes staring out in the ocean of hell piercing the damned, aye

Red Ink
Black sink
Codeine in my soft drink
Got the strap on me best not blink
Got the chains on me they rose pink

Deadly
Envy
Demons dancin’ all around me
Quit trying to be so friendly
I don’t give a fuck if you like me, aye

Red Ink

100 Attack

100 Attack (Feat. Whiteye$)

produced by @vermin666

Who puts these thougts in my mind? 
Who's there?
And Who trynna save my ass? 
Who cares? x2

Dragging my feet on my way to my needs.
Gonna stay on the same road who really cares where it leads? 
I stare on the ground and focus on the sounds, 
cuz these day it's the details that count. 
People think up up up is where they're headed, 
but break down down down down and regret it. 
Focus ahead, slack and you're dead.
Life is a bitch so grab her by her hair. 
So many handcuffs, bdsm. 
If you think about it does it really make sense?
We're supposed to be free, but stuck in a city, where everyones livid. 
I don't really feel it. 
We all just hope that the other one breaks. 
A fucking ant hill full of motherfucking snakes. 
"But be glad!" 
Fuck i have, 
not much more, 
but a little cash. 
Hope's always in another mans pocket. 
"I need the thing that you have" 
Cunt shut it! 
If it feels like that you're told what to do, 
then it just might be because you're told what to do. 
 
Who puts these thougts in my mind? 
Who's there?
And Who trynna save my ass? 
Who cares? x4

Who's there? [prod. vermin]

lyrics

better the devil you know than the devil you don’t 
digest a vex till i fester 
i confected this prose 
susceptible to mess 
temperatures pose threats in a sector i float 
slept away days in the depths where i froze 


unusual, screw loose 
exude limitless views too 
construe lucrative codes 
all the roads lead to rome 
a late bloomer 
but once i bloom 
i’m a beautiful rose 
suitable dope for amusement 
rooted in soul 
at the peak, it’s bright like tulips 
but grows with putrid results 
pursue with gruesome aggression 
meshed with a fusion of hope 
therapeutic revolts, 
therein lies illusions i probe 
within the clues i’ve resolved 
the muse i dissolved 
within the proof i exposed 


reminiscing, you never listen, but who could’ve? 
better written a better sentiment glued to ya 
ever wished that i ever distanced the truth to ya? 
never getting, i’m always drifting 
what’s truth to ya? 

reminisce, all of my regrets i let go 
accept what i’ve unfinished 
the image was left exposed 
reminisce, i reminisce & now i drift 
when did this all go to shit, it never hit (x2) 

expectations spread infectious auras, select attempts to collect desires predestined towards a, broader picture, an awful mixture of remnants like if death was a hoarder, resort to the horror that’s in store for the pecking order, 

slept an hour, need a power nap 
then took 50 mgs of addy all right down the hatch 
klonopin to counteract 
i’ve just been a clown, i act, and bitch i binge while i react to all the fucking doubts they had 
nothing but a bounce in fact 
hoe what’s your body count? 
ain’t no counting back 
you motherfuckers lame & still manage to be all out of whack mountains to climb, rhymes race with or without a track 
so race is irrelevant, not white enough, not black, but i rap 
i write enough to chase these dreams like pussy 
here’s a mouse trap, a motion picture 
motives simmer notes to soundtracks 
in the background of my house 
i stare in the mirror while my reflection shouts back, 
"hows that"? 


reminiscing, you never listen, but who could’ve? 
better written a better sentiment glued to ya 
ever wished that i ever distanced the truth to ya? 
never getting, i’m always drifting 
what’s truth to ya? 


reminisce, all of my regrets i let go 
accept what i’ve unfinished 
the image was left exposed 
reminisce, i reminisce & now i drift 
when did this all go to shit, it never hit

in lieu of a pretty face, here's a wretched tune

lyrics:
mentally unstable
thoughts are on the table
dont think ill be able
to keep myself from hell oh..
everyday feels the mfkn same uh
why am i moving closer to insane uh
all the time thinkin bout ending the pain uh
lookin in the mirror wishin i could change uh
aye
touché
walkin around with my face hidden
aye
contained
and dealing with some shit am i to fucking blame
-
as time ticks by i can feel myself
slipping
i want to cry i can feel myself
slipping
as time ticks by i can feel myself
slipping
i want to cry i can feel myself
slipping
-
i wonder what it feels like to die
when i fade away will i wanna cry
will i be happy to finally lie
in my death bed or will i try
try to wake up
hope for good luck
not give a fuck
keep my eyes shut
what is this place you call home
what is this place you run from
is it yourself or am i wrong
trapped in my head who am i oh
who am i
what do i do
whats my alibi
i wanna cry
do i have the guts to go around and lie
-
as time ticks by i can feel myself
slipping
i want to cry i can feel myself
slipping
as time ticks by i can feel myself
slipping
i want to cry i can feel myself
slipping

SLIPPING (prod. solsa)

MIX AND MASTERED By 6A6AYAGA
PROD by NetuH
covert art by UNDEADRONIN

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