Bro had a thesaurus on him for this one ☢️

Kenshin you just pleaseeeeee keep doing this type of music 🖤 all you need is more eyes me & my girls from college run a trending instaaagram page (@ janegotclout000)🖤 dm us asaappp

Omfg the hoodie!!!!!!! But okkkkk this is my new fav

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lyrics:
https://genius.com/Stoneman-machine-lyrics

instrumental available here:
https://traktrain.com/stonedeluxe?t=785406

city slicker anthem

AVAILABLE EVERYWHERE

machine

IT'S ALRIGHT (PROD. KILLHEEN)

THIS TOWN AINT BIG ENOUGH FOR THE WHOLE FAM

LINEUP:
@SSJCXRPSE
@KYLESLOW

PRODUCED BY @SSJCXRPSE & @PRODSILVERWINGS
ART BY @C3OF

LONELY COWBOY

Supposed 2 Go (ft. Eddison) [prod Fony Wallace & Young Yanabu]

SELF-SABOTAGE - CXRPSE

All Inquires (Production/Features/Collabs/A nice chat): 

Email:
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Instagram:
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Vocal performances: 
sal @s-a_l
Gao the Arsonist

Lyrics:
Eyes roll in my skull 'til the whites show,
Why does he try so hard?
To find gold in this mangled soul,
Had to buy a pulse for his Styrofoam heart.

The boy is stitching coins to his bare skin,
Run from the huntsman, 
Poised to fall asleep in bearskin,
Fingertips moist thinking if he's worth a person's,
Second-hand price at least.

Wish he would admire me,
Dipped the wound in iodine praises,
Losing faith became piety,
Value seeping like the riots bleed patience.

*you're absolute garbage, bro
absolute garbage
garbage*

Maybe he should staple a couple labels to his face,
Slip the silverware between his shoulder blades to play it safe,
Understand what it's like to hate your own saliva's taste,
Hypocrite,
Picture sinners at the table saying grace,
If he paint "love yourself" as the goal,
He the same one who wants to buckle belts to his throat,
If the works make the man like the pelts make the coat,
better off tryna figure out which organs sell the most,
Yeah the stones and the sticks may have broken a rib,
Or a bone in a limb,
Took a blow to the shins, now he rolling in piss,
Lover rolling a spliff,
Now he choke on the cigarette smoke from a kiss,
Any remnant of penny-worth was thrown in abyss,
Emotions hold with a grip like a boa constricts,
Nigga's toes on they tips,
To get over his issues,
Tissues to $$bills$$, nigga falls when he slips.

Utter worthless words, come up from the stomach to the tongue,
Sudden urge to burn closets full of skeletons,
He's dug up, hung up, fabrics that feel foolish on me,
Charcoal bones but they have jewels for bodies.

I (ft. sal)

All Inquires (Production/Features/Collabs/A nice chat): 

Email:
gaothearsonist@gmail.com

Instagram:
@guywithanoldasslaptop

Vocal Performances:
Toonren
sal
Gao the Arsonist

Production Credit:
Toonren
Gao the Arsonist

Lyrics:
What, why, how, who are we?
Deaf, blind, still found what they took from me,
Oh, which direction do I stumble?
I swear used to know,
What, why, how, who are we?
Deaf, blind, still found what they took from me,
Oh, which direction do I stumble?
I swear used to know,

Feel like scattered ashes in vacuum,
Tragic like blood splatter in a bathroom stall,
I'm shuffling around in a costume,
Need to believe every meaning I attach to,
All my confused movements,
I,
Run from ballroom shooters,
Hide my face from the mirrors,
There are no picture perfect stares,
More like vacant looks, they're bitter cold,
As fickle as they're scared,
Questions block my lungs,
So oxygen cant trickle from the air,
Into my body,
somebody please tell me,

What, why, how, who are we?
Deaf, blind, still found what they took from me,
Oh, which direction do I stumble?
I swear used to know,
What, why, how, who are we?
Deaf, blind, still found what they took from me,
Oh, which direction do I stumble?
I swear used to know,

I want a good life,
I want to live life,
I want to waste my time,
Doing the things I like,
I want a good life,
I want to live life,
I want to waste my time,
Doing the things I like,

Quest (ft. Toonren)

Sacrilegious (prod. Gao the Arsonist)

Count the teeth in mouths and body bags,
they zip em both up

drowning speech that ripples through the peace like skipping stones does

how they clean the red on they lapels
by printing posters

how the fiends kill children but they scared twitter posts

concentration on religon,
information, false revision,
population in a prison,
but they fed and making revenue,
poor from 88 to point 7 whos,
to judge if they ones to have the gavel,
bans on travel
banners, flags are on the banisters,
armed with gas cannisters
and rifles
dont trifle
with the man
anti idols so they fucking slapping bibles outta hands,
quite ironic as they purged all spies and rightists with a glance,
built on broken fingers, devils making work of idle hands
nigga


brood of vipers in the palace



if this a party wheres ur invite

if you're a criminal for exposing a crime, you're ruled by criminals

Sacrilegious (prod. Gao the Arsonist)

Kenshin

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