AUTOIMMUNE

made ts is 30 being a bich so fuck her]]]


why u gitta lkook at mr crayz 

guess im alweyss in the werong huh 
even when im in the right huh ]]
guess we always gotta fight huh]guess 
it alewyas gitta be this

guess i cant speak shit '
guess i cat even say shit 

ppl wanna see me ded becuase tyeh way i fuckin dress 
all this shit fucking red fucking up my head
but io gots t know 

try to gaslight me 
like im irrational 
you gone act like a bitch 
tf u on 
what the fucki is you on 
but im in the wrong

RIPgreyMATTER_DEMO

produced Kill Ebola
mastered Frdm.wav 

Ebola andy eddie stain
Im a devil off a pill or bottle all the same
Or a God inside a game and saw it all in hate
To get to what today i never could explain 
Dealt the blood felt the stun, i cant feel their laughter 
Loneliness got me spun, never felt this happier 
In a World thats never real, whats the matter dear? 
Cant taste the meal just the fear of seeker gather gear 

Vintage pose reflected off a traffic cone 
Barb wire med kit you cant grab and go 
Red paint on its hand like it tagged the groped
Light in know Soul scrambled see it in my eye windows
Out my bitterness and weathering to hang with weirdos? 
Yall just relishing in telling shit i keep my ears closed 
Just whore around spoke metaphors aloud wrote over fear notes 
Imma turn you down and shut you off just how sears goes 
Umbilical chord
Spreading its spore
In an Agonized bore 
In endless corridor 
Inner oculus floor 
Torturing squeal from the pork turned to smear odor 
Stuck on the wheel with nothing left to tear over 
Electrified eel at the heel said its near over
Cant hear closure 

Guess im writing down what
Create timing now something 
Watch em swing but its bunt its light 
Throwing fits its your time of month and i see a clown show getting fucked repeat
Everyone around me annoying dumb pesticides to breed 
rather run on by just to die and be 
by the side of tide right as nukes will free
Us all from memories of trades we made 
Turning everything to an ace of spades
Double barrel breakfast buck is ate 
Bone marrow head fast duck and wait
Gut is late, Fuck it make 
Blood is taste, Shut its face
Just a waste, Such a state

Vessel / Death Source

GREENiN' ON THE CUD

HUMAN FiNGER (WERMiN')

SPOTIFY

pROtOtyPE_096

happy halloween!!! 🎃⚔️✝️
https://necrosociety.com/merch/index.html

MUSIC VIDEO https://youtu.be/0Wh5MbD-3sA?si=ssQt502EBFisYNfD

prod. @hxlx x @ryunotestified

vocals in order:
@hxlx
@8seeker
@tsaruicide
@oqv
@needleguts
@kkaratel
@sentfromiraqxo
@kalakov
@drear26

mix and master by @hxlx

@NECROSOCIETY x @IRAQAHOLICS

https://genius.com/Necrosociety-nazgul-lyrics

NAZGÛL - HXLX x 8SEEKER x TSARUICIDE x GRAVE x NEEDLEGUTS x KARATEL x SENTFROMIRAQ x KALAKOV x DREAR

ALL I DO IS CRASH OUT 
DRINK UNTIL I BLACK OUT 
PASSED OUT ON THE CORNER 
TOURIN WITH MY MASK OUT 
GOT MY PHONE IN MY POCKET 
DUCT TAPE HUMAN SHOCKING
DRANK ALOT SO AINT NO STOPPING 
WHAT I FEEL LIKE IMA DO 
WHO THE FUCK U TALKING TO 
SHES WAS LYING OUT HER CLITORIS 
WALKING BACK AND FORTH PUSSY POPPIN SMOKING CIGGARETTES  
STUPID BITCH BLOCKED ME FOR I EVEN PUT MY DICK IN IT 
HOPEFULLY MY DRS SPITTING FACTS ABOUT MY PROZAC 
MOMMY IN HER MENTAL PROLLY TRIPPING BOUT MY BROKE ASS 
STICKIN FLASHBACKING CRACKALACKING 
WHEN I SMOKE 
BAD IMAGES I SPOKE
SAD SENTENCES WROTE
ON A BAD CHOICE ROAD ION THINK IM GONNA SLOW 
DOWN LOCKIN 
CAUSTIC 
ION GOTTA OPTION 
DRINKIN TILL FULL LIKE MY STOMACH GONNA POP BITCH 
FUCK IT TO YA HAPPINESSS U WORRIED BOUT THE OPTICS 
FUCKING UP MY HAPPINESS IM NEVER GONNA DROP IT 

LIKE OH FUCK SHES LOSING IT NOW 
USE TO SAY THE SHIT WAS POISON IM abUSING IT NOW 
TAKE IMAGE OFF THE PAGE AND MAKE IT FUSE WITH THE SOUND
NIGGAS ALWAYS BEEN CONFUSED ABOUT THE SHIT CREATE 
AND THIS NO CONTACT MAKES IT WORSE IN MY BRAIN 
AND IM SORRY IM TWEAKING NOT CONTROLLING MYSELF 
ALL THIS CONSTANT OVERTHINKING NOT TOO GOOD FOR MY HEALTH 
U JUST CIRCLE IN MY HEAD AND I JUST HOPE THAT YA WELL 
EEEE AH NOW IM FEELING ENVIOUS
CONSTANT STATE OF PANIC AND CONCIOUS STATE OF EMPTINESS 
WHY I SENT THE MESSAGE CAUSE I GOT U AT MY FINGERTIPS 
ACT AND THINKING RATIONAL THE FUCK I COULDNT  THINK OF THIS
ASKED FOR REASSURANCE BUT U COULDNT GET IN SYNC WITH IT 
WALKING DOWN A HILL INTO A TOWN THATS LOOKIN PINK N SHIT 

PLASTERING THE PICTURES OF YA FEATURES I WAS DRAWING 
I WAS CRAFTING JUST LAUGHING MY EMOTION GET TO FLIPING
AND IM SORRY IF I SCARED  YOU U JUSR ALWAYS FEEL SO DISTANT 
AND IM DRIFTING WHAT HE GOT AND WHAT IM MISSING AND WISH I JUST ACT A LIL DIFFERENT 

AND I COULD GIVE YOUR ASS
SOME SPACE 
I DONT KNOW WHAT I WAS TRIPPING I SEND THAT PICTURE OF MY FACE 
AND IM SORRY I DONT THINK ABOUT SHIT U GOTTA TAKE DEALING WITH ME IS ALOT 
THEN I SPIRAL WHEN I THINK OF U WITH SOMEONE THAT IS NOT 
ME SMIRKING I WAS CERTAIN TILL I LOSE IT LIKE THE PLOT  
BE CAUTIOUS WHERE U STEPPING LEAKING CAUSTIC THEN I ROT 
WATER SEEPING IN MY SOCKS 
ON THE CORNWR KICKING ROCKS 
SEE AND CONSEQUENTLY DRINKING TILL I END UP IN YA BLOCK 
ZEE RAMBLING FOR MILES GROUND WAS QUAKIN WHEN I WALK 
I JUST REALLY WANNA TALK 
AND I GET I FUCKED IT UP 
I JUST WANT MY LIFE TO GO BACK TO THE WAY U USE TO BE 

I MISS IT ROOM AND SEEIN YA FACE THE LOTTLE THINGS 
THE WAY U SMILE  THE WAY U SMELL
THEN I WAS BLINDED BY MY GREED 
TSAW YA BEAUTY GETTIN ROSY ON YA CHEEKS 

GOT A 
AND CALM THE FUCK DOWN 
SEE YOUR FACE IN MY HEAD 
SEE 

DIDNT LISTEN AND IM SORRY 


SAME LOOPIN HAVING  SEX WITH INSANITY
TRIED TO MAKE IT IT WORK AND MAYBE GIVE ME SOME VANITY 
DRINKING TILL IT HURTS BC IT GOVES ME SOME CLARITY 
 

 
 

LIKE I SHOULD OF did U BETTER NOW IM TRYNA GET HELP 




cataloging H

FREAK A RAMA

guts (prod. guardup).mp3

fox den!

Echoes in Reverse

What did i say about doubting me.
what did tell you about sitting there and doubting me.
I unload the rage thats just ben raging years inside of me.
You dont yours ears, you need your head, now get up out of me.

I AM SO SICK OF THESE DEMOSN THEY COMING, AND COMING, THEY RUNNING AROUND IN ME.
I AM SO SICK OF THESE DEMOSN SO SICK OF THESE DEMONS, THEY RUNNING AROUND IN ME.

I HAVE JUST CAME TO CONCLUSION 
LIKE WHAT IF MY DEMONS ARE HELPING ME.
I HAVE JUST CAME TO CONCLUSION 
LIKE WHAT IF MY DEMONS WERE HELPING ME.
I HAVE JUST CAME TO CONCLUSION 
LIKE WHAT IF ALL MY DEMONS ARE JUST HELPING ME.

WHAT IF IM WRONG?
WHAT IM RIGHT?
I DO NOT KNOW
KILL ME INSIDE
BREAKIGN ME DOWN
RIP ME APART
ITCH OUT EVER FUCKING INCH OF MY HEART

DONT WANT TO LIVE
DONT WANT TO DIE
DO NOT WANT TO FUCKING SIT HERE AND CRY
DO NOT WANT TO FEEL COMFORTABLE WITH LIES
HOW COME WE ALWAYS END UP PICKING A SIDE?

ALL THESE THEY RUNNING, AND RUNNING, AND RUNNING AROUND WITH ME.

Running Around Me (Prod. Sadwrist)

nostalgia musics during this existential crisis

pROtOtyPE_096

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