NOCTVRNL

Sore Throat

FUCK 3D I GOT MY 2D TOOLY (Feat. DGE & fvckbaylee) [Prod. CL!PPED]

Chinchecking Ft. SNOS (prod.dimebaggie$

TERROM SELF V1

REJECT! w/BRONKx3 (p. BRONK)

(prod. Hayku)



Lyrics: 

I been driving for 6 hours
I don’t have a destination 

Got a quarter tank of gas
But I can’t find a fucking station 

On the road a little longer
seen a quarter of the nation 

But I’m patient, please don’t hate me
Why you starting allegations 



I been raging in the basement
I’m so ready just to drop bombs

With both palms, from both arms
The city was acting so calm

I’m still calm but… wait,
I shiver ‘little bit

I tend to go get pissed off from
The rich doing their little shit



And I’m tired from my day
I wanna go and lay my head down

Don’t know what I wanna say
I need a new car just to get round 

I stay down, you stay clown
But I know our money long

Taking rips out of the bong
So I can drop another song



You know whats wrong with the world
We live in, cause it’s our time

You think you acting like a gangster
Doing all this hard crime

Toothbrush to my shoe
Tryna scrub away the tough grime 

And I work a 9-5
Feel I only make like 5 dimes



Got 9 lives and fye rhymes
Shit, I’m not a housecat 

But you listen to my shit
It have you thinking your about that

Only like to smoke some weed
Your doing more, can’t be around that

Anchored to the ground so 
You can never make me bounce back 



I’m biting harder
Then an mother fucking alligator 

Pussy boy I know
You soft like you a now and later

Cant stand a bitch name Nibby 
Boy you such an agitator

Treat the kid like shit
You fake collaborator 



Trouble breathing
Had to go and get a ventilator 

Pussy boy you gotta pay
To ride the elevator 

It’s just me, I’m staying focus
Stacking hella paper

Looking at the gps 
Yeah that’s a navigator

 

I been driving for 6 hours
I don’t have a destination 

Got a quarter tank of gas
But I can’t find a fucking station 

On the road a little longer
seen a quarter of the nation 

But I’m patient, please don’t hate me
Why you starting allegations 



I been raging in the basement
I’m so ready just to drop bombs

With both palms, from both arms
The city was acting so calm

I’m still calm but… wait,
I shiver ‘little bit

I tend to go get pissed off from
The rich doing their little shit



And I’m tired from my day
I wanna go and lay my head down

Don’t know what I wanna say
I need a new car just to get round 

I stay down, you stay clown
But I know our money long

Taking rips out of the bong
So I can drop another song



You know whats wrong with the world
We live in, cause it’s our time

You think you acting like a gangster
Doing all this hard crime

Toothbrush to my shoe
Tryna scrub away the tough grime 

And I work a 9-5
Feel I only make like 5 dimes



Got 9 lives and fye rhymes
Shit, I’m not a housecat 

But you listen to my shit
It have you thinking your about that

Only like to smoke some weed
Your doing more, can’t be around that

Anchored to the ground so 
You can never make me bounce back 



I’m biting harder
Then an mother fucking alligator 

Pussy boy I know
You soft like you a now and later

Cant stand a bitch name Nibby 
Boy you such an agitator

Treat the kid like shit
You fake collaborator 



Trouble breathing
Had to go and get a ventilator 

Pussy boy you gotta pay
To ride the elevator 

It’s just me, I’m staying focus
Stacking hella paper

Looking at the gps 
Yeah that’s a navigator

NO DESTINATION (prod. Hayku)

lyrics

feeling really shitty
pity always getting to me
freaky, always leaning closer
till i fall in head first

i don’t want communication 
i don’t want to feel welcome
when you kicked me out and asked me
if i’m ever coming back?

you should’ve known way fuckin better than that
you should’ve changed the way you act, when i always asked
 do you not know why i left, it’s repetitive
i tell my therapist, and he says she is positive 

so what do i do?
i ran the fuck away and that’s for sure
what pissed you off too?
it’s the issues from my cure

I AINT NO REBEL TODAY
I AM NOT WHAT YOU SAY

reinvented
all of the creatures that work in my head
deconstructed
a freak of nature born to this path

SICK OF IT
A CIGARETTE 
ON CIGARETTES 
ON CIGARETTES 

(i’m a smear)

SMEAR

new typa style 
i hope you enjoy<3 

guardian- 
Too Much (prod. outtaspace)

lyrics: 
got so much anxiety it’s filling up 
room
ima do it by myself yeah i’ll take that my tomb 
always on my own , tell me what is new 
why i trip so much is it l acid or the shrooms?

or maybe both? 
took a tab and smoked an ounce 
bitch that’s just how i cope
ain’t no V.V.S. no chains 
i’m hanging by a rope 
smoking blunts to ease the pain
bitch yeah that’s all i know 
yeah that’s all i know 
hit the gas and ima go 
to the highway of no hope 
lost my mind to all these thoughts 
i guess that’s just the way it goes 
switching up behind my back  
and i know that i’m on my own 
yeah you stabbed me in the back 
now the king is overthrown 

running from the past 
got me doing laps 
but the visions movin fast 
i ain’t gonna cap, 
i think i took to much of that 
visions getting blurry 
i don’t know where i be at  
yeah you got me fucked up 
i just wanna relax 

did it my own 
used to have some homies but they no longer my bros 
fought off all these demons 
now they goin in for more 
i don’t want no bitches 
but for you girl i adore 

got so much anxiety it’s filling up 
room
ima do it by myself yeah i’ll take that my tomb 
always on my own , tell me what is new 
why i trip so much is it l acid or the shrooms 
x2 

why i scream for help ? 
no one hears me out 
all up in my l brain 
i don’t think that i’ll make it out 
no nothing feels the same 
doing circles round and round 
with all pain and all this misery
i’m drowning in my doubt 

always off the drugs 
doin them since 9th grade 
im still feelin that young 
like i’m stuck inside a time frame 
i’m always feelin stuck 
really down on all my luck 
and i’m wrapped inside of my old ways 
i haven’t had enough

TERROM SELF V1

ZPHINKTERR