VOCALS:
@yungflexlaflare
@blckk

PRODUCED BY ME & @zoedni

end of an era

NONSENSE!

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NONSENSE! (feat. YUNG FLEX, BLCKK & ZOE.DNI)

play this shit on repeat
dont care if you leave me
yall gon have to free me
i hope youll never need me

i dont wanna waste time
god i really hate my
self
really fucking hate life
stress compromise my
health

i felt like a reject 
ever since i was a kid
left home,
forced my way, 
went and got a fucking crib
but it dont matter
hit the vape
blood pool inside my ribs
i feel snakes
on my body
how they crawl over 
my skin

i hate my teeth 
i hate my face
i hate that i make more mistakes
like everyday
is just a waste
and i get more than i can take
no longer broken,
but i’ll break
its in the music that i make
im scared that music is my fate
i really wanna get away

and im surrounded by the evil seeking
leeching demons
and people that i know be heathens
freeze and see me bleeding
ignore my pain
but i hate to say i need to see it 
cuz its the only thing
that lets me know
that i am breathing


beamy
i dont wanna waste time
god i really hate myself
i cannot see what they want to see
gotta think far past your brain
friends of mine till the end
of time be the ones, drive me insane
life of greed and vanity,
that aint never been my lane
y’all should feel fucking ashamed
fuck everyone in the game

i am what i am
give a fuck if you cant 
tolerate it
im on my shit
i know better than to be
impatient
all of the inspiration that
they take from me is blatant
it took the deepest pain for me to
pray and reawaken
dont give a fuck about the game
i dont need to play it
they tryna play liek god
now they only seein satan
id be a fool to think it lies
around for me to take it
i smile but it is just a front 
for all my seething hatred

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SNAKES W/BRUHMANEGOD(PROD.RACCOONZ x o2ANDRES)

prod. @chase_noir

Some might say that I’m the enemy
Some might say that I’m the enemy
Some might say that I’m the enemy

It’s a fungus
Music is destructive
I ain’t out in public
Totin’ all them guns and shit

Kill for a killin’, yea
Kill for a killin’, yea
Kill for a living, yea
Now they asses not living, yea

Lie to your face
Lie to your face, yea
Lie to your face, yea
Lie to your face, yea

Lie just to make you feel alive for a second
Lie in a place, I’m finna die for the record

How you bouta let them tell you you ain’t got the gold?
Yea, I just want that guap, guap, I’m bouta sell my soul
I think we can all agree this shit is getting old

Lets go
Lets go
Lets go
Lets go

Bitch, drugs on top of drugs on top of drugs on top of more
Aye, my bitch finna top me up, my bitch finna top me up fasho
Aye, my shit is gettin hot, its gettin hot, I’m gettin cold
Get that money for them people I don’t trust and I don’t know
They gon’ fuck me out my money, they gon’ tell me I’m the goat
Yea they throwin’ up that money while I’m spinnin’ round the pole

Bitch I’m in the jag, yuh, speeding past
Make sure that I get them clicks, or get in last
Really wish that things ain’t have to work like that
Bitch I’m outta breath, they don’t deserve my last
You know I put in that work until it hurt my back
Know this shit is such a curse, want a reverse time-lapse
Couldn’t tell you all the hurt that I observed like that
Guess I’ll pop another perc and I’ll reserve my past

Some might say that I’m the enemy
Some might say that I’m the enemy
Some might say that I’m the enemy

Lets go
Lets go
Lets go
Lets go
Lets go
Lets go
Lets go
Lets go

They say yea yea, I say nah
They don’t like, they don’t like that shit at all
Guess I’m just a pessimist cuz I be so upset with shit
And I only hate the music because I be so obsessed with it
Bitch I’m only here to talk my shit for the moment, only get one chance
And nobody tryna listen ‘less I’m killing or I do my dance
You could be the hardest, never lackin, and still shit your pants
Ain’t it really something, passing judgment at a single glance
2022 rap is a fad and all these rappers cap
I hate coming to LA cuz of all these faggots that I have to dap
They say I better censor myself or I’ll never get a deal
I swear there ain’t nothing sacred, there ain’t nothing left that’s really real
Everyone stuck in a pissing match, no they don’t really feel
I just puff my vape to get the headrush, feel it in my heels
My bro just got a 5 milli dollar deal but he gon steal from me
And I ain’t sign no NDA so I ain’t keeping shit concealed
Hahahahaha, fuck you thought it was
Ima blow you off the map, crater
See yo ass later, little stupid ass hater
Thought you was my brother, you was just an invader
At this point I only give a fuck about getting funds up
And my lil baby badder than a bitch, and I smack that dump truck
Its like 99.9% of rappers, they all dumb fucks
Even they managers be poppin pills and getting fucked up
I’m right across the street from *redacted* records with a .50 cal
I’m really killin shit, thinking bout the guap that its gon get me now
Fuckin hate this rap shit, someone dump me, someone get me out
2022 rap, shitty people making shitty sounds

2022 rap #validproclamation (prod. chase noir)

ft @ssjcxrpse + @jamesgorczyca1
prod. @sybyr

LYRICS: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Nz7NLlJKF6E

lack of function (ft. CXRPSE & JAMES GORCZYCA) (prod. Landfill)

https://www.instagram.com/sicklysyrus/
https://www.instagram.com/moonluvsluna/
https://www.instagram.com/yiikes17/
https://open.spotify.com/track/2O4k0XIEB2sPcJqAs1y9zr?si=cb483da2929e43c7

aw yeah i keep the pesticides
heard you wanna die 
yeah i never gave a shit about you
or that fuckin guy
aw yeah i keep the pesticides
heard you wanna die 
yeah i never gave a shit about you
or that fuckin guy


please leave me.
you fuckas wanna be me.
imma start a riot
ain’t no motha fuckin CD
you smokin on that loose leaf 
while i am smokin good tree
don’t you try to fight me 
i will fade you like you boosie

bitch i’m fucking sick of my
you all fucking sick of my
everybody sick of my shit
on the floor it’s going down
everybody down
everybody down
everybody down
everybody down

DOWN with the sickness!
You’re bout to witness,
Every Fucken rat getting choked out in this business,
I spit gas upon your house from speakers and your headphones,
You are gon get smacked in the back you gon die alone!

Leaking all my pesticides, poison crops, dirty water!
All you pigs are bout to fly, when I take you to the slaughter!
I’m gon die a martyr, you are nothing but the fodder!
Imma take your sons and daughters!
I’m that Sickly Boy Marauder!

I’m about to rise up! Rip your face off! UGH!
I’m about to light up! Burn this case off! UGH!
I’m about to rise up! Rip your face off! UGH!
I’m about to light up! Burn this case off! UGH!

aw yeah i keep the pesticides
heard you wanna die 
yeah i never gave a shit about you
or that fuckin guy
aw yeah i keep the pesticides
heard you wanna die 
yeah i never gave a shit about you
or that fuckin guy

PEST W LUNA + SYRUS prod LUNA

SORRY I FORGOT TO PUT IT ON SOUNDCLOUD, BETTER LATE THAN NEVER

bitch not taking none from me again
ay come get it in
fuck round let you find out where i been
what’s up bitch i pick up where i started at
if i let you forget i must be dead and can’t come get it back

mask up on my wallpaper
fah fah
MPH gon match the fucking BPM
somebody don’t die tonight inside this whip nobody win
somebody gon try tonight that’s fine i think im ready, spin

i feel great, bitch, danny towers
we gon fuck that vigil up just tell em ship the flowers
6AM im tweaking out i been on different powders
i mix everything i do come find out if im bout it
x2

im not with nobody bitch
i cut off them people, find out what the problem is
bitch i up my ABV before i talk to anybody
you don’t keep none round the crib that’s cool, bitch i got it on me
and i got no love left,
my life been enough bet,
still up on that subject,
it won’t be no suspect
i go out by me,
for i let y’all fucking take me there
pussy i pack grief
why the fuck would i keep playing fair

i feel great, bitch, danny towers
we gon fuck that vigil up just tell em ship the flowers
6AM im tweaking out i been on different powders
i mix everything i do come find out if im bout it
x2

DANNY TOWERS [PROD. SKOTSKR]

@BLCKK
@evil-do-er

that shit you pissed bout, shit i prolly did it
talk, i bet that glock gon make your jaw lock like its molly in it
we aint hardly start, you think this hard, but bitch i'm hardly spittin
ball like im john wall, i need that money tall as scottie pippen, like ugh

he cant take it, but that bitch can dish it
.223, that brand new arp, and this shit mint condition
pull up to your house, and air it out like aint no windows in it
9 straight to his jaw, like fuck the law, nah they cant fuckin pin it

niggas must be paralyzed if they aint feelin me
half these niggas rappin parasites, like where the guillotines?
mf your squad, get right with god, cause bitch yall finna meet
i be goin hard, these niggas soft, cant match my energy

like cmon, come test my gangsta bitch
bronem cuttin up, im inna cut just like a razor bitch
up that flame and torch him, brand new forces, cant even chase the bitch
violence, i endorse it, use his blood n shit to chase the fifth

VIRULENCE (FEAT. BLCKK) [PROD. EVILDOER]

featuring: @sxumbagbaby
produced by: @diedinoctober
cover art by: @yipyip13

LYRICS:

[HOOK] 
I HATE THAT I WOULD HAVE TO DIE, FOR US TO RE-UNITE
I KNOW YOU STARING DOWN AT ME I SEE SPECTRES IN THE SKY
I HOPE ONE DAY STARS ALIGN, BUT NOW IT'S ME, MYSELF AND I
I PUT WALLS AROUND MY THOUGHTS SO IM STILL TRAPPED INSIDE MY MIND
(X2)

[5'4 VERSE]
I SEE YOUR FACE UP IN THE SKY JUST LIKE A CONSTELLATION
CAUGHT TO MANY BODIES IN THE PAST I MADE A COMPILATION
ALL I SEE IS RED, KNOW IM GON DIE FOR MY FUCKIN BROTHER
THIS AIN'T NICK @ NITE BUT IMMA SLIME WIT THEM MOTHER FUCKERS
HE AIN'T EVER MADE IT TO THE TRAP BUT HE A THROWER UPPER
IMMA JUMP THAT BOY LIKE IMMA DOUBLE DUTCHER

IM TALKING GUN FIGHTS, LAST LIFE, I LET OFF THAT GRAPHITE
THRASH TYPE, BITCH I SKATE THAT PUSSY LIKE A HALF PIPE
FRIED RICE, BITCH I WAS A COOK UP IN MY PAST LIFE
THERMITE, I BURN THROUGH THEM WOODS LIKE IMMA TERMITE

HOW IM COUNTING UP THESE BLUES YOU WOULDA THOUGHT I WAS A CRIP
AND SHE CALL ME LIL FIFFY FOUR GIOTTOS ON THE WHIP
WOULDA THOUGHT THAT I DO PORN GOTTA DUFFEL FULL OF DICKS
AND I GOT A NEW EXTENSION ON THIS BITCH I LET IT RIP

[HOOK]

[SXUM VERSE]
AND THE TRUTH IS ON THE TIP OF MY TOUNGE BUT I CAN'T LET IT OUT
WALLS BUILT OUT OF SILENCE SUPRISING HOW IM INPRISONED NOW
AND IM SLIPPING DEEPER AND DEEPER YEAH THATS WITHOUT A DOUBT
COME TO BLOWS WITH MY DARKEST CLOUDS THIS THE FINAL ROUND

FAR BELOW THE SURFACE, THE LIGHT IS LEAVING IT'S QUIET NOW
IT BE HARD TO KEEP IT REAL WITH ALL THIS FAKE AROUND
ATHERARIZE ME OR EUTHANIZE ME BABY JUST PUT ME DOWN
ALL I KNOW IS THAT IM BREAKING I CAN'T TAKE IT NOW

BLACKING OUT IM SEEING RED
I'M CAUGHT UP IN THAT FUCKING RAGE
556 LIKE TRIPLE 6 THEY HELL BOUND IF THEY IN MY RANGE
BROKEN HEART WE TOOK A LOSS BUT FUCK IT, THEY GON FEEL MY PAIN
WISH I COULD'VE TOOK YOUR PLACE, FOR NOW IM SPINNIN IN YOUR NAME
DOUBLE STACK MY MAGAZINE I UP THAT BITCH AND LET IT BANG
A SHOT FOR EVERY TEAR THAT FELL, WHEN I LEAVE IT WON'T BE THE SAME
GG 258 RIGHT TO MY BRAIN IT STOPS IT BUT IT FADES AWAY
ALL THESE PILLS PROLONG THE PAIN I LOVE TO SUFFER ANYWAY
HOW YOU LEAVE ME ALL ALONE IN THIS FORSAKEN PLACE
YOU SAID THAT YOU NEVER GO, THEN THEY TOOK YOU AWAY

[HOOK]

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SPECTRES FT. SXUM (PROD. DIEDINOCTOBER)

Matthew Plante - BACK UP!

--Lyrics--
Head spinning, I’ve been high for too damn long
I just had to go and see what I’ve been doing wrong
They say what’s locked in the dark will come to light
So watch your tone
I got nothing to hide, baby
I’ve been righting all my wrongs
I be chilling, tell my feelings
While I’m writing all these songs
Day to day, I kill my lungs
Fuck it, we gon’ touch the sun
I just touch down back on Earth
And what the fuck is going on? 
All you niggas moving wrong
I don’t want to get along

Okay, let’s run it back uh
Okay, I know that I’m on
I’m tapped into some different shit
Heaven and Hell, they’re feeling irrelevant
I’m in my own world
I’m putting the pieces together
I’m changing my fate for the better
I’m having some fun with this shit
I’m having some fun with this shit
Eyes on the prize, I’ma go head and get it
I’m locked in, finna run it up
Look at my eyes, why you telling these lies? 
You talking to me, got to keep it a buck
Fuck!
Whole lot of bark, but you can’t back it up
Ray gun on me, and it packs a little punch
It’s no mystery, I took it straight out the box
The world in my hands on fa-fa-fa

Head spinning, I’ve been high for too damn long
I just had to go and see what I’ve been doing wrong
They say what’s locked in the dark will come to light, so watch your tone
I got nothing to hide, baby
I’ve been righting all my wrongs
I be chilling, tell my feelings
While I’m writing all these songs
Day to day, I kill my lungs
Fuck it, we gon’ touch the sun
I just touch down back on Earth
And what the fuck is going on? 
All you niggas moving wrong
I don’t want to get along

*On All Platforms*

#distantt [p. Sacreds]

FUCK MY HEART IMA THROW IT IN THE TRASH
I KNEW I WAS NOTHING WHEN YOU SAID THAT 
ID GO BACK AND I HOPE THAT I GET HUNG CAUSE ITS
FUCK ME FOR LIFE AND I DONT GIVE A SHIT
IF I HAVE TO FUCKING DIE AY.

MOLLYBITCH!  W/PROBLEMCHILD PROD.KAON (IG:XOLOSTBOY_)

SHÏNÏ GÄNG.

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