prod. unordinarybeats x slade kovacs

lyrics:

hella ammo
take that gamble if you wanna test your luck
my casino full of evil
bitch, my currency your blood 
im not coming to your function 
i dont wanna have no fun 
all i need, my guns and weed
my demon chick to roll it up 
show no pain upon my face 
got potent anger in my blood 
smoking coffin nails and coughing
copped my AR, keep it tucked 
i dont link w pussy niggas 
im not feenin for no love 
yea my complex standalone 
and my four fifth is filled w slugs 

squeeze the vessel, make his neck pop
pistol clickin like a desktop 
make a mess, i know i best not 
but the tec connected like a legdrop 
grip the pistol, its a gen 5 
matter fact, this hoe a gen 4
it dont matter what the gen like 
all it matter that it make his brain blow
all it matter that it take his limbs apart 
i reconnect em like they puzzle pieces 
not a battle rapper, i dont battle rappers
chop him up and rip his lungs to pieces 

simple sickly dose of cyanide 
come on baby, you can meet the reaper 
seven bullets, how am i alive? 
reverends know me as an evil creature 

life goes, i dont need ya 
chopped heads in the freezer 
fresh hearts in the floorboards 
first flight to ibiza 
raw flesh in my carryon 
you dont want it, better leave 
got rich off them scary songs 
all alone fuck a feature 
all alone fuck a feature
all alone fuck a feature 
fresh hearts in the floorboards 
first flight to ibiza

standalone complex//coffin nails

prod gusuck

I'm walking cross my room
the thought of you keeps ringing
your singing my name

can you hear me
can you hear my cry's for you
I'm reaching out but it just wont do

your teeth deep in my skin
my blood it tastes like sin
you think its okay
you don't even know my name

you leave me hanging dry
no missed calls tears in my eyes
I never cried though
but id cry for you

I'm dreaming
you're bleeding
I'm screaming
you're here

and though the knife feels cold
the blood feels real
I cant go on

cannibalism.

Written, Produced, Mixed and Mastered by me.
Sample: Alice In Chains - Would?

IG: @lovefromlawson 

Love to you all 💚

LYRICS:

(I was made for this)

Know me, Broken by my master
Teach thee on child, love hereafter

After all this
Now I know nothing I can’t fix
My mind went cold after all that bliss
Need a high dose like the K y’all sniff
Man this is my drug
The scene be the only thing to show me real love
Like my real name, this like a gift from above
My dream is to share it all when the time comes
I guess Gods showing me the love that’s tough

I cannot judge
God please help me let go of this grudge
It be straight toxic, tryna change topic
All of these feelings turn my heart into mud
My chest feel numb
I sold me a dream and I don’t wanna refund
I feel like I lost it, how could I drop it
All these sounds are my buzz, just another drug to use

Know me, broken by my master
Teach thee on child, love hereafter 

After all this
Now I know nothing I can’t fix
My mind went cold after all that bliss
Need a high dose like the K y’all sniff
Man this is my drug
The scene be the only thing to show me real love
Like my real name, this like a gift from above
My dream is to share it all when the time comes
I guess Gods showing me the love that’s tough

Know me, broken by my master
Teach thee on child, love hereafter

CHAINED

I haven't dropped on SC in a minute, been recalibrating behind the scenes for all platforms. Here's a little something to fuel the flames while you guys wait, sc exclusive for now

Feelin great
Or am I fakin it
Im writing out my heart but all I see is fuckin satan shit
,Ill take  a dive and check what lane im in -> fuckin top tier, what I'm saying is ill never switch 
Huh - pull out my laser blick, Im in the majors bitch - underground underpop dawg with a faded spliff ->
laced with the gates that I'm breakin in - but the fates got me late to raising tents im plantin herre  
then You see that black flag and you're hatin fear - cuz I got it runnin through your veins when you standin near-Me
Wanna mirror me, but you cant cheese,, I cant see the smile from the smirkin gold teeth,,, you think you want it but your wanna be always gonna stall me
Hatin motherfuckin without some keys, im yo enemy, im on the map and im plottin to your drift-fall, rifts-all, make sonnets that set me free
making sonnets that set me free 
Making sonnets that set mefree
Hit you and your bitches bonnet with a 9 time hidden piece 
Making sonnets that hear my cries and set me free
huh
making sonnets that set me free 
huh
Making sonnets that set mefree
Hit you and your bitches bonnet with a 9 time hidden piece 
Making sonnets that hear my cries and set me free
I got plated gold lined inside my iron-mecha suit
Blasting off in nother manic episode Im letting loose 
You dont wanna fuck with me I got the techa too
Uzis in my trunk im pullin, settin the sun right down on you
Jesus Christ I pull the trigger, I'm ecstatic bout this lead
Im taking out the figures, yuh yuh, they-splattered on ya red,
--I took yo wife, yo life, Im on it off it oni nephilim 
Cannibal menthanol, Im poppin on these motherfuckin heads

SONNETS (PROD. SONNI)

Reliquary Of Thorns presented by NIKKO & Blckbrd

Lyrics:

Imma need more collateral than a hundred bondsmen 
Gotta get fucked up before the jump, call me Dustin Dollin 
Anything to hunt a buck down, rustic problems 
In every universe the baby always sue nirvana 
More teeth than two piranhas, hide em with luxurious poplin 
If I kept up the numb, was gon go out like Janis Joplin 
Maybe if I chose a stable life I wouldn’t burn as often 
My trajectory had Grandpop turnin in his coffin 
Lukewarm to squalor 
Grow adjusted to grime 
We gon get thru this season 
One mistrust at a time 
Blunt two centimeters wide
Puff til the shiver eat spine 
She want hands around her neck
I guess chivalry in its prime 
Wonder if we really live it
Check the local rate of crime 
I’m between Portland and Sac
Like the sack halfway down my thigh   
Break my bread up like the Eucharist 
Euphemisms to die for 
You could risk a spill of the wine on this nice dry floor 

Shake hand with priest, rather vomit 
Give a fuck bout his prophecy little kids look him awkward 
Feel the fire inside when I finally realize what the fuck goin on 
That ain’t the devil in my ear ‘cause imma kill em for God 
C R U S A D E R
Pussy I been knew you faggots is not hard 
Pause 
I said I got lot on my mind 
So let me cook for a minute 
Consumed the body 
Drank the blood
So why ain’t none of it sticking?
It ain’t the message it’s the messenger 
I say that we kill em 
Yeah I say that we spill em 
Take his rhetoric and make it mine fore I spin it 
Power corrupts all it touches so I swipe with my finger 
Cut they hearts out like I’m a surgeon in the cardiac unit 
This ain’t a video game boy we all attack with the coordination 
What’s your coordinates boy? 
What’s your location
I’m thinking of swinging by 
And letting hollow tips fly high 
I just hit your brother and your grand mother 
Ha-ha
I’m top 5 
Not 4,3,2 baby 
I’m the muhfuckin 1 
Y’all put your fear into God 
Now put your fear in his son

Own This Album

Communion (prod. VEINN)

Synthetic Sin

Lyric:

Go and get ya money up 

I got so much flavor like it jolly ranchers in my cup

Feeling like a caterer the way that im gon serve em up

Ion do no payment plans lil hoe u better cough it up
  


Riding in that old school chevy say I feel like pimp c

From tha nawf dropping heaters u can’t match to my degree
   
Flow is stone cold deadly im medusa when I speak 

All them bridges I been burning Ill levitate thru them trees 



Only difference between me and u is how I treat my day ones

Dsg that be the clique the set  I aint never gon change up

Tone it down I hear you barking I know aint finna bite nun 

Split his wig right down the middle I edit him like its caput 



You a hasbeen a couldve been i call ya druski 

Her pussy like a drug got my nose in it like toosi 

Ion need a plug im connected like its wifi

Infect em w virus he gon end up w blue screen 



Money all I hear cus money all i wanna know
 
Its only making cents If I see dollars get involved 

U something like a Kirby way u suck them rappers off 

U hyping up a 4 like u is out here playing golf



Getting up im harder just like I took a blue chew

I aint stuck this iso finna clean up my wax tool 

This aint rust u finished after I 1v1 you 

 Yo ping is bad you lagging this map u finna clip thru

Go and get ya money up 

I got so much flavor like it jolly ranchers in my cup

Feeling like a caterer the way that im gon serve em up

Ion do no payment plans lil hoe u better cough it up

CAPCUT - Bumboi (Prod. EVILEAF)

SHOO W/ FUKKIT (PROD. TOWA & MR.DOOM)

techdeck

with @istasha

STREAM EVERYWHERE ->  https://idm.fm/cartilage

LYRICS

Lord Gasp :
listen up, listen up, listen
its the way i take the ache away
my chemical gaze
my pain won’t stop, when i sleep it won’t go away
yo wait wait, i want a coupe color bullet graze
i gotta stop dissociating
it goes back to the days
we were repping bape
bitches thought my hoodie was gay
looked like a PJ
about 07 or 08
aint loosin face
i slap that fucka in the face
he looked at me dizzy like whats the date
Me was never meant to play with to start with
press the wrong button and i press u down like cartridge
cartilage gets turnt to shards, we ash em out like arsonists
show em where the action is,
you flop at shit you soggy glizzy body bitch
all you fuckas hella broke
i got not respect for you
best believe it best believe it
wanna talk , u got to show
All you fuckas gotta go
I got no respect for you
best believe best believe it
wanna talk , u gotta show
Istasha :

They feel so
Passed the will
No grass Uphill
So drag all the bones
Up to god when they go
Catastrophe
No phantom limbs
Will track how the
Crows Carry daffodils
Dried up form
With corrosion
Evaded
Drawn up out the
Stretch
Carve out the chosen
Running a Rat
With that duress
Pawn of devotion
The scarlet soil
A color red
Had to cut a wretch
Oh god it corrupted
colors with decay

Got the storm
Its amorphous
In poison
Prophesized
Smoking alarm
They burn the prize with the pen
Mal deformed
Ain’t no portion
No voice
I’m volatile

Posing apart
The purge
Advice
Only for death

Lord Gasp :
won’t let you fracture my mind
i’m used cutting the ties
and it’s easy to see
Me was never meant to play with to start with
press the wrong button and i press u down like cartridge
cartilage gets turnt to shards, we ash em out like arsonists
show em where the action is,
you flop at shit you soggy glizzy body bitch
all you fuckas hella broke
i got not respect for you
best believe it best believe it
wanna talk , u got to show
All you fuckas gotta go
I got no respect for you
best believe best believe it
wanna talk , u gotta show



CARTILAGE  (with Istasha)

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CARTILAGE (with Istasha)

LORD GASP (@lordgasp)

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