The Forest (Prod. AnswerInc)

Decaying in the Jail Cell that is my Head (prod. CannonTooCold)

I've Spoken to the Reaper, and He Said You're a B*tch - Single

I've Spoken With the Reaper, and He Said You're a B*tch (prod. SPHYNX)

Instrumental Track produced by CannonTooCold
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Lyrics by DeadBoyBirdie
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I got ashes in my lungs, meeting death with a grin,
Every scar's just a map of the battles that's within,
Crawling through the fuckin flames, I was born to decay,
Digging up my fuckin past, I'll let the shadows guide the way.

Got snakes up in my circle, venom dripping from their teeth,
They'll bury me alive just to watch me rise up in the streets,
Darkness in my veins, yeah, I thrivin in the black,
Life’s a fuckin loaded gun, and I’m aiming to snap.

I'm living like I’m cursed, every breath a mistake,
And I'm playing with the end, watching heaven’s gates break,
I'm hollow in my chest, yeah, I gave it all away,
I'm a king of the void, where the lost souls play.

Yeah I'm riding on the edge, I got nothing left to lose,
Hear the devil fuckin laugh every time I try to move
Buried in my fuckin sins, yeah, and they’re calling my name,
But I’m deaf to their cries, only fuel for the flame.

Nightmares my reality, I'm livin in the haze,
Digging graves with the words that embodies all my rage
Got that all black fit, yeah, I’m dressed for the end,
Going six feet deep, where my silence begins.


Hollow (Prod. CannonTooCold)

Scars (Prod. Sorrow Bringer)

Venom (Prod. Kimo)

an experimental snippet. incomplete project.

BREAK (Experimental Snippet) (Prod. CannonTooCold)

BILLY MAYS [snippet] (prod. sorrow bringer)

GHOST IN THE ROOM (Prod. Fowni)

Blood [Snippet] (prod. Throwaway)

DEATHLETTER (prod. sorrow bringer)

I Can't Stop (prod. flower)

Smoke & Marrow (Prod. Sorrow Bringer)

ALL LIVES MATTER (Even Yours, Even Mine) (Prod. Aymn)

BALLS TO THE WALL (prod. CannonTooCold)

SORRY FOR BAD QUALITY, THAT'LL GET BETTER SOON!
BEAT BY https://soundcloud.com/thesantos-1
Lyrics:
My Minds the only thing that'll conquer me
Perceiving all my friends as my fuckin enemies
So I smoke all this weed, Silence all these fuckin things
So I can write these rhymes as a stronger fuckin me

Im an oddity, an Autistic Prodigy, following my Prophecy
Get these fucking leeches off of me
Pull Up, Fuck with me, yah... Pull Up, Fuck with me, yah

Chillin in the grave if you wanna come and rot with me,
Goin from the coffin still preaching all my heresy
That you cry about how fucking embarrassing

black spraypaint on my crucifix
fuck with me imma let that hoe rip,
no i aint talkin bout a fuckin piece
im talking bout the rhymes thatll never cease (x2)

Yes Imma fucking Mis-Fit
Bitch hit my phone, who Is This
Bitch I aint fuck with your shit
I aint bout that fuckin Snitch Shit (x2)

Come and fuckin Rot With Me (x4)

ROT WITH ME (Prod. Santos Santana)

FLY HIGH BROTHER!!! TILL WE MEET AGAIN.

SORRY ABOUT BAD QUALITY, THAT WILL GET BETTER SOON!

I Cant Carry On (prod Sketchmyname & Kuroime)

memoirs (prod. Raspo Beats)

WIDE AWAKE (Prod. BoyFifty)

produced by CapsCtrl

Lightin half smoked cigarettes

maybe I could use the rest

my mind is just so torturous 

So sleep is sometimes hard to get


I feel conceded to my fate

If tears could leave leave scar they would be all across my face

You could see it from afar


Lightin half smoked cigarettes

maybe I could use the rest

my mind is just so torturous 

So sleep is sometimes hard to get


I try to numb my pain away

The reapers trying hard to take 

My soul and all my sanity

But the reaper will not conquer me


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I've tried to hard but life has knocked me to the floor

Everything is spinnin and I don't know what the reasons for

i feel so low, like my family, they can abhor

It's like the fuckin raven that is knocking on my chamber door. 

x2

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Lightin half smoked cigarettes

maybe I could use the rest

my mind is just so torturous 

So sleep is sometimes hard to get


I feel conceded to my fate

If tears could leave leave scar they would be all across my face

You could see it from afar


Lightin half smoked cigarettes

maybe I could use the rest

my mind is just so torturous 

So sleep is sometimes hard to get


I try to numb my pain away

The reapers trying hard to take 

My soul and all my sanity

But the reaper will not conquer me

___


Believing half of what you see and nothing that you hear

You might as well be blind to all that happens every year

So don't be surprised when life holds what you fear,

And tosses up into your face and takes what you hold dear


Maybe our societies just too far gone

We live in a day and age where everything is wrong

There ain't nothing we can do except to stay strong

And throughout your days just try to carry on



Half Smoked Cigarettes (prod. CapsCrtl)

Hourglass (feat. Vin¢ent Tha Poet)

G*59, SESH, DOOMSHOP and gothboiclique inspired Oklahoma based rapper

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