GENOCIDE

by Slug Christ

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Before the formation of the earth, in a yung universe, the primordial gods and archdemons alike despised the half-breed abomination of the 3rd Dimensional Messiah and it's Slug Demon lover. They dubbed the child Slug Christ, and what he produced in his existence was the sketchiest shit any deity had ever heard.

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released February 13, 2014

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Slug Christ Atlanta, Georgia

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Track Name: Golgotha Heroin Messiah
point me towards the next dope line
point me towards some more rolled pine
which way to another pink pint
gimme gimme more im finna fuck the sky

gotta rock the size of golgotha
chop it up im crucified up on it
cop another one tomorrow
and die again, probly
yung gastropod been gravin bombs
inhale that nuclear now im on
sniffin work, off a key
yeah that shits the good im gonna cop a wuap for me
transmute the bitch into a sack
yung alchemist
transmutation circle turn the hoe into the purple
its the 567s immortal gods of heaven
believe in no night no morn its not a question
ascendin i ain stressin
while chuggin robotessin
float to the top lookin like any god
im denyin some bitch's shepard
for i am not a sheep, on the wolf creep
kill for the slug or put the slug in me that duel wield chz take yo ass to sleep

point me towards the next dope line
point me towards some more rolled pine
which way to another pink pint
gimme gimme more im finna fuck the sky
Track Name: Impregnate a God
i see you lurkin around the corner
float in just a little bit you lack a border
i forgot im no longer sober
slippin slippin slippin fuck im slippin outta order
chase you up the stairs then i chase you up the stairs
consequences fair but i couldnt eva care
black ball im right behind ya
release that silhouette cause this shit tryna guide ya
runnin blind im comatose
the bitch evaporated when sunk down through the hole
wake me up now but i aint sleepin
cravin cravin cravin that muscaria amanita
impregnate a fucking god
im that fuckin bitch when im poin up a four
hit a lick lick lick with this slug
bequeath that throne to me if you down for the cause

to quick to get carried away
im starting to believe it believe it
my blood shone white across her face
and im starting to believe it
i inseminate the god
and start to deceive it

ill give it up
i give it up
im givin up
i gave it up

now im all alone
i really wanna stay here on my own
now im all alone
i dont feel like floatin back home
Track Name: OP
god damn im so op
been had hit that level cap homie
god damn im so op
im fuckin bored this shit plays too easy
probly say im hackin or something

god damn im so op
think im lyin pussy bitch lets pvp
you think you know me bitch ye ain know shit
2k14 suck my fuckin dick
i cant talk to you im too op
before you start to flex realize you little league
you wiffle ball suckas got no racks up in them jeans
i dont either but i like look like 63 (billion)
god damn botch get up off me
i ain need to grind i fuckin op
fat ass bustin out the seams
talkin that shit best believe youll get hit one shot im too op

god damn im so op
been had hit that level cap homie
god damn im so op
im fuckin bored this shit plays too easy
probly say im hackin or something

one shot, ill say that shit again
ya whole squad, killt with this pimp hand
throwin ls up, teabag yo carcasses
its yung slug, stuntin on some boss shit
why this bitch so scared to talk to me
probly cause im so god damn op
stupid with the way finesse this beat
whos that op killa bitch das me
gone

god damn im so op
been had hit that level cap homie
god damn im so op
im fuckin bored this shit plays too easy
probly say im hackin or something
Track Name: The Fox and the Grapes feat. FATHER
aww she gorgeous melt in me im porous
she let me in the cut all raw while we tore up
cant ignore her im leanin on the border
of goin against that one old notion we dont love emmmmm
but its hard to think twos
i dont even love myself how the fuck could i love you
damn
guess its time to pay my dues
you say you love the slug who fuck is you
got an addiction
denyin girls conviction
but lately i been slippin catchin feelings when she dip in
i ain kiddin mixed up in my chest
breakin mutual vibes backwards macbeth
i attest to the poets of the west with their maidens in their arms in the bed undressed
keep it flowin in the ocean between her legs
im fuckin lost at sea i cant sea me comin back

in lieu of lonely ones i know
i color lines for you
dont pull it over your eyes
oh beautiful

ya friends think im bad for ya health and i heard ya got the house to ya self
but tequila sittin on the top shelf turnt around and said "nigga thats the help"
foyer, shower, patio, kitchen
everywhere but the bed room hittin so mitten still drippin wrist work water whippin
sweet kisses and the sounds of pleasure
got that unh packed up up against that dresser
succeeded in all my endeavors
i found my treasure
x marks the spot
i done made it out the desert
the temperature just dropped baby girl up in my sweatshirt
i counted all the spots i ain know she was a lepper
shorty cryin dont stop like she tryna set a record
wonder if i should text her...

in lieu of lonely ones i know
i color lines for you
dont pull it over your eyes
oh beautiful
Track Name: Omnifaded
ambien oh ambien you got me b
Slidin down my throat but I ain't really tryna sleep
Xannie bars oh xannie bars you help me breathe
Self prescribed But I ain got anxiety
Olly olly oxy free
Where'd you go it's time to come out of hiding
Codeine in my drank
Numb me numb me up
But I can't feel no mortal pain

The commercial says that this pill makes you happy
Depressions super in right now but you think you'll feel tacky
And from what they all say they can fix anything you want changed
Your abnormal disorder will vanish you'll be deemed sane

From experience I know all of your options
If your SSRIs ain workin try mollies
Faded in a coffin
Me and zepher always jokin bout stoppin

omnifaded think im gonna fade away
omnifaded think i wanna fade away
omnifaded watch me fade away
omnifaded///omnifaded

Mary mary she always the answer
I'm vapin dabs of doja but I ain got cancer
Vyvanse from the kid up in the this honda
I'm stupid geeked up but I ain tryna solve yo problem
doctor x got Cuba gooding powder
He strapped thick paranoid like my mother
Yo robbie Robbie can I get some valium
I'm super chilled out but I'm tryna chill outer

The shit they say to make you go inpatient
We'll cure you of addiction long as you fuckin payin
made me take another evaluation
Said I party on weekends I had ta fake it
Silky silky front me a qp
Ill have it flipped tomorrow if you throw an ounce for free
Dremel tool all over the opanas
Sorry to my my boo and sorry to my mama

omnifaded think im gonna fade away
omnifaded think i wanna fade away
omnifaded watch me fade away
omnifaded///omnifaded
Track Name: Clinical JRPG Depression (prod: Ba-kuura)
all thou rise

67 bitches and ya boy still depressed
a hunnid fuckin racks but i got craters in my chest
flippin llello herron sacks and i aint hit no licks. gettin high off my supply no biggie disrespect
i stay killin time i stay killin dimed
but whats a suicide when you triple 7 fye
thats why i kill the self slow on cigarette chain smoke faded off a baby and these pills keep 3 eyes low

buss the bitch open buss the buss the bitch open
axe to her head now the bitch ain sayin nothin
ima coppa two seat and crash it in a few feet
plow it through the 12 now the slug all in ya newsfeed
kill em all slowly kill em kill em all slowly
knife to the neck and i piss all on the body
kill em all slowly kill em kill em all slowly
bury you two feet deep cause im lazy

bleedin bleedin bleedin all over these bed sheets they ain pmsin but these bitches still gon bleed
get it from nobody but a homie named me
all this damn turn up self fulfilled prophecy
and ima coppa choppa and spray everybody cause the shit that i be on dont let me comprehend the problem
this bitch be all on me
but imm in londo poppin
dks cant pause it
dks cant pause it

kawaii waii
lets kill somebody
pop it in my head
im outta body
dont say you cant
just pull the plug
omanyte when im resurrected

she hit the blunt once now she panic attackin
tell her pop a zan now she on the couch nappin
i dont fuckin see how she can find any attraction
all i do is music, dope, and jrpg sadness

buss the bitch open buss the bussthe bitch open
axe to her head now the bitch ain sayin nothin
ima coppa two seat and crash it in a few feet
plow it through the 12 now the slug all in ya newsfeed
kill em all slowly kill em kill em all slowly
knife to the neck and i piss all on the body
kill em all slowly kill em kill em all slowly
bury you two feet deep cause im lazy
Track Name: Flesh (tongue) feat. KeithCharles SPACEBAR (prod: Spacebar)
flesh on my flesh
tongue on her tongue
all my thug misses get down like what
silly bitch i know just what to do
your eyes are sayin things that ya head wont let you put into
you wanna get high get low with me
lips sippin that potion z
dont keep them hands lets dip into a groove
i really want cup that shit an slip into a scoop oh
id like to meet me so i can meet you
lights hit that lace, places i cant see through
all that i need all that i need
dont make say please dont make me say i know you want it just as bad as me
all that i want all that i want
same exact thing cept i wanna burn
put down ya phone ignore that call
i cant hold on to this shit anymore
i saw you turn away as soon as our eyes met but thas just what these bitches do when they realize they gon let

twenty 'leven bitches at my gamestop
got they tongues out fo a raindrop
let me know off hands on knees befo a nigga hit the door
otherwise im at my crib cuz bitch u know im always home
off the chain and streets i roam foeva changin sheets im gone
pop that pussy might just turn you out so keep yo blinkers on
i got love for her
i got good dick/tough love for her
come fuck with communion drinkin jesus christ got nuns(nuts) for her

flesh on my flesh
tongue on her tongue
all my thug misses get down like what
she wanna beat
got only eyes for me
i turn it over slowly with that tongue she doin things

watchya watchya lookin
like u finna pull some shit
probly walk up to me ask me if i know ya friends
damn bitch i dont know nothin
cept you needta lose that act and ask for watchu wantin
baby girl them lips is what i need
i can feel that pull im north ya south atractin me
pull up with 9 hoes
thats three cars 27 holes
and alla dem from different zones
i take my pick, a lexicon of hoes

flesh on my flesh
tongue on her tongue
all my thug misses get down like what
Track Name: This Shit Can't Be Real
noninomo genocide fuckin flow
Killin em killin em
Killin em black mask death
Krillin em destructo disk to the neck
Gifted with options I pull out the sausage and bitches begin to beg
woah
Tell the basic ones sorry I'm gay
But keep the 8 plusses in fuckin rota
Piss on a canvas and sell it for a k
Cop a zip from silk and use the rest for ye
Scream fo yo bitch as My sword hits yo neck
just beheaded this fuck boy no sweat
Ultima weapon on deck
Unleash that omnislash on to yo set
Bet
Cut em
Fucked like a whore on the back of a yacht
When This finger keeps poppin the brains out yo noggin
I swear that I'm sorry you left me no option
But there's always answers for problems

I swear to god there's gotta be another way (fuck 12)
I can't exist in this realm my vibes are losing grace (sippin while killin)

Roll up the trees before slug loses peace
Transcending space looking for something free
eternity will Fulfill my needs
The cycle will cycle and death will then breed

I swear to god I'm dreaming this shit can't be real

to achieve a state of ascended enlightenment through extreme periods of isolation

I SWEAR TO GOD IM DREAMING THIS SHIT CANT BE REAL
this shit cant be real...
I SWEAR TO GOD IM DREAMING THIS SHIT CANT BE REAL
this shit cant be real...
I SWEAR TO GOD IM DREAMING THIS SHIT CANT BE REAL
this shit cant be real...
I SWEAR TO GOD IM DREAMING THIS SHIT CANT BE REAL
this shit cant be real...
Track Name: 6 Grams feat. The Yung Link
I told myself i gotta start stackin paper
But fuck all these addictions
Hit a lick so cold
Slip it in a minute
keep my arms raised up
Its cool i fucked the witness
And I'm ripped solo
a comma an some digits

A k low
Don't fuck with me
A hunnid grams
To use personally
Two sides
Fuck a trinity
Middle finger nailed
Can you tell me what that one thing is
I know you fucking know
Dont you tell me its a secret
When it's cumming in your throat
Retreat to euthanasia
Or figure out the joke
A choice that comes free

~Hit you with all that I got
Lookin like heavy arms
When enter ya spot
You can not damage me brah
I am the main character
You're just a supporting role
filler's all they need ya for
It's over
in and out the door
Beggin and scraping for more
Manifesting a crack whore
Suckin that dick till you gore~

A dime sack
Don't talk to me
Couple zones
On the balcony
Kill yoself
Ya Blasphemy
Couple grand

I told myself i gotta start stackin paper
But fuck all these addictions
Hit a lick so cold
Slip it in a minute
keep my arms raised up
Its cool i fucked the witness
And I'm ripped solo
a comma an some digits

BITCH ITS ME, NIGGA ITS THE FUCKIN LINK
IM TAKING YOUR RICHES AND PUTTING YOU 6 FEET DEEP
UNDERGROUND WHILE YOU SLEEP
NIGGA IMA CREEP
THROUGH YOUR MUTHAFUCKIN HOOD WHILE YOU COUTIN YOUR SHEEP
GOT THE MASK ON MY FACE AND BE BUSTIN YOU BITCHES ON REPEAT
WATCH THE BLOOD LEAK
I'M BLOWIN ON THAT STANK PACK TYPE SHIT
HOUSTON TEX PROMETHAZINE DAT LONESTAR PINT SHIT
WHEN I GO BROKE I THEN KICK IN THE DOE AND LEAVE EVERYBODY
WIG SPLIT
FALL TO THE FLOE AND THEN GIVE ME YOE DOE AND THEN FEEL YOUR FUCKIN BODY DRIP
I GOT THE LICKA THROUGH MY FUCKIN VEINS
NIGGA TALK SHIT AND 900 THE KLICK MAKE DEM MUTHAFUCKIN BULLETS RAIN
NIGGA ON YOUR ASS
MAKE DEM HOLLOW POINT BLAST
I EMPTY THE CLIP
IM TAKIN NO SHIT
POP YOU LIKE A ZIT
LIKE IM POPPIN A CLIT
NIGGA DONT TRIP
ON MY PISTOL GRIP
BULLET SHELLS RANG
MAKIN A STANG
GIVING YOU PAIN
SHOWING NO SHAME
FUCK ALL YOU LAMES
IM BUSTIN ON YOU BITCHES
IM TAKIN YOUR RICHES
DEN DROPPIN DEM BODIES OFF IN DITCHES
BELIEVE IN NO SNITCHES

I told myself i gotta start stackin paper
But fuck all these addictions
Hit a lick so cold
Slip it in a minute
keep my arms raised up
Its cool i fucked the witness
And I'm ripped solo
a comma an some digits
Track Name: Genocide II (Swallow)
genocide when i ride
tilted and wilted the slug stack up pillars of ominous lilith eyes
like woah woah woah
diligent bastard pride
examine this callus reads infinite malice when my kind begins to die
but really to me
i need a few hundred ounces to bleed
fuck with this creed
all the forgotten are all that i got and i cannot believe in yo seed
no
kilt on a PC bet against me your odds add up to a fraudulent beef
that url is a kuwabara b
ive been this god since BCE
i pray to me you cant see me cause this wasnt made for the eyes of human beings
im fucked up with my whole team we 56sev til the mornin creep
i put this pistol to my mutha fuckin face just to prove some nihilistic embrace
i cock that bitch while my heart race
then byah byah byah with a smile on my face
swallow that slug
swallow that slug
shut the fuck up you cum guzzling scum
sit in a pew and pray to false gods like some 12th century beggar bum
bitch
i hung myself up on this cross
shoot a pound of dope into my skull
then figure out whose at loss
dumb fucking cunt
Track Name: Cuz She Wanna feat. Yung Dlop aka Yung Da Black Goku aka Yung Messiah
the bitch wanna fuck cause she wanna
i cant help but stunt
smokin blunts o marijuana
keep em tools cause we comin
erase yo ass with ease uon really want no trouble
the bitch wanna fuck cause she wanna
youon show no love cause you know that ima problem
droppin clips sippin somthin
watch ya words or you gon end up hurtin

the yung super saiyan u already know
yung dlop's got that mother fukin snow
white bitch in my motha fuckin lap with the strap
blap blap blap to yo motha fuckin snap
back goes you head from the motha fuckin lead
from the motha fuckin pistol rest against yo fuckin temple
not shirley temple but you know we got that white
lean in my cup bitch po up the sprite
yung abadeer with me so act aight
bitch real crazy strap strap real tight
all i gotta do is point atchu fools
blast yo ass leave yo pants fulla stool ughh
stankin

the bitch wanna fuck cause she wanna
i cant help but stunt
smokin blunts o marijuana
keep em tools cause we comin
erase yo ass with ease uon really want no trouble
the bitch wanna fuck cause she wanna
youon show no love cause you know that ima problem
droppin clips sippin somthin
watch ya words or you gon end up hurtin

yung slug god on a trip
eat a whole sack lab grown cubensis
why the fuck i wanna live?
we nothin but bacteria in a petri dish
she might not go down in history
but i bet this bitch'll go down on me
i be off a pocket fulla bars
sayin stupid shit you wont mind catchin a charge
neva spent no money on a bitch thats fa certain
but she be buyin pizza and a quarter for this service
gotta pint the purple
leave yo bitch dead ask who did it like yung urkle

the bitch wanna fuck cause she wanna
i cant help but stunt
smokin blunts o marijuana
keep em tools cause we comin
erase yo ass with ease uon really want no trouble
the bitch wanna fuck cause she wanna
youon show no love cause you know that ima problem
droppin clips sippin somthin
watch ya words or you gon end up hurtin
Track Name: Bane
Gimme all yo benzos and racks
I think I'm vincent vega when I cop a dope sack
yeah these hoes all glass
you wanna do work or you just want this ass
why i feel like a hot ass bitch?
a thot want my vag like they got teen dick
swear i had big tits tight slit
long hair tan skin and my daddy was rich
suckas clay
all these ducks think im gay
roll it catch this shit on tape
discovered how to vomit on the face of a tame
sunflowers on the pants no shit
step up in club while im takin a shit
reverse blade on a puss ass lick
batousai when i kill yo bitch
runnin through the mince
hunnids for the imps
the few demons on my back want bliss
but tge methods they employ lack all common sense
she cough up all butt nuts
i force fed to yo mother
she tied up in my bunker
no solace in yo comfort

fuck it up fuck it up hoe
cindaquil light with the way that i glow
really i lack all control
slug cannot cope
slug cannot cope
12:20 gun poder foil
4:50 pukin in the toil
black and white shit straight all noir
blood in my vomit that shit hit the boil
all brimstone my words
sever through ya torso with the flamewheel burns
kill me kill me kill me
bitch its not ya turn
move yaself into the line of the suicidal gurls
for a rack i can split ya from the bottom
throw a few more and ill straight up dissolve ya
yung slug bitch murda no problem
necronomicon read the slug god column
whats that
das me
abomination jesus slug demon half breed
messiah to a a gen of dope fiends
siftin through dimensions like a ghost holy
real with the purge
euthanize earth
bombs in my hand as i steady swag surf
kelly slater with the paper as i murk
slug in ya throat how you like this girth
yall boring
ion fuck withyou people
eyes wander scared
when pull out 3 kindsa illegal
soul resonance no equal
blair witch my hoe
burn down that steeple
occult witch craft flow

do not call me daddy bitch that shit is fuckin weird
but you call me vishnu cuz im supreme tween yo stream
beat it beat it senseless you gon probly fall in love
and start hallucinating when u ingest that slug cum

dusk over top of me
twilight hypotheses
clockin the glock when these fuckas is copyin
when i get poppin b
no chance of stoppin me
murda then murda what i deem hypocracy
you claim autocracy
really just jockin me
obviously watchin me
possibly stalkin me
slug in this bitch with a couple sacks probably
flippin the work right outside of the dollar tree
Track Name: Oath feat. SB IV Short
fuck a promise yo bitch ass said
i cant trust no one not even my self
alla this and all that you mutha fuckas tell
stick a cock in ya mouth fo you get impailed
sent my ass to jail
fuckin up probation so no chance for bail
gotta lotta options from the ballas pushin pollin theres lotta economics in the these 3 walled cells
please get off this off this dick
i got enough pussy ion need yo shit
way you run yo mouth coulda swore you a bitch
but when you jerkin to my verses thats a shyamalan twist
iswear ta god somethins wrong wit sb
decapitatin hoes post train in their sleep
skinnin these bitches and savin the skins is common occurrence when we with the team
word around town i bought the soul of the devil
you dont really know how the fuck i feel
mushrooms wax balls oil rig im god
carl sagen smokin junts with that glock concealed
get a grip brah
you a simp fuck
chained up to some pussy like a collar
you a hoe bitch all hollow
no depth just thirsty ass hollas
i got the work i can front you the trees
slit the goats throat as im poppin a bean
bezelbub flow got the devil in me
call me slug god but like a demon
tell me you made an oath
tell me you blessed bitch i could care less 19 bitches depressed

Oath
dishonorable lion

word around town I made a deal with the devil
you dont really know how the fuck i feel
xanax prometh codeine dont stress
got everything i need when the shit get real
who the fuck you gon kill
bitch not me
only got one soul so i set mines free
putcha homeboy's face on a large white tee
did it all in a week only cost a slight fee
you just mad cause you see that the sun on the rise
theres dark in my soul but the hate's in yo eyes
6 feet bitch make you lay in yo lies
puerto rican chica make me lay in her thighs
you payin your ties that shit ain enough
i see yo disguise im callin yo bluff
you see the blue skys you aint lookin up
yo ass lookin down now visit the ground
slug is the plug he can send me the pounds
call up mayweather to send us the rounds
my oath is in blood
im paintin yo town
im livin my dreams
bitch look at me now
word around town i sold my soul to the devil
you dont really know how fuck i feel
keep it 1 hunnid put my soul to the pedal
you dont really know how the fuck that feel
shots to ya chest put the soul to the metal
ion give a fuck how the fuck you feel
take what i want cause this shit aint free
i dont give a fuck about what i steal
Track Name: Me | You
yeah gotta ounce on me
but it ain work its personal
itll be gone in week
all alone 1 deep
disconnect but not by choice
its just the way shit be
whatcha fuckas know bout me
nothin much just a lot of noise
so keep it rollin on me
solipsistic beat
you can tell me anything you want
but all i know is me

2 cups of that majin buu
Pour a little more that's that Ivan ooze
2 blunts of that piccolo
Roll a little more that's that dragon zord
dolo with the world
yall here but im alone
coagulate to conversate
then melt back to my turf
this effervescent verse
drink it till you learn
absorb and piss it out just like a fuckin mortal
you gotcho squad
familia
you gotcho girls
that you applaud
ever presnt souls that much is true
surround yourself with all you want but all there is is you
distant

yeah gotta ounce on me
but it ain work its personal
itll be gone in week
all alone 1 deep
disconnect but not by choice
its just the way shit be
whatcha fuckas know bout me
nothin much just a lot of noise
so keep it rollin on me
solipsistic beat
you can tell me anything you want
but all i know is me

concurrent vibrations happening
same space and time just different frequencies
youll never truly harmonize it seems
dissonance forevermore just try to change your ring
its that human condition
crave what youll never have
its not left to decision
more right to elemental
on the brink of division
but what will you end up with
sacrifice your wavelength just to vibrate with demons
on the realest b
i cant fuck thee
not even audible
when u oscillate
barriers between us
a thousand leagues deep
i see a lotta bodies

but all i hear is me

slug

yeah gotta ounce on me
but it ain work its personal
itll be gone in week
all alone 1 deep
disconnect but not by choice
its just the way shit be
whatcha fuckas know bout me
nothin much just a lot of noise
so keep it rollin on me
solipsistic beat
you can tell me anything you want
but all i know is me
Track Name: Process (prod: Branstone, Hymnal Moths, Yung Slug)
krk sysytems rokit powered 5
in the bed room on ableton live
hit up piratebay for the melodyne
for highschool graduation copped a usb mic
and my chord game so god damn strong
half diminished 7th thats the shit that i be on
my girl on my bed zcomplainin
cuz i ain tryna fuck im tryna finish this song
but ive workin so god damn long
only takin breaks when i was in rehab or locked up
adaption over the waves
its been nearly a decade
adjust the frequencies
i do it more than frequently
name the file with a 'final' in parenthesis
step back run it back
mess somethings
5 hours later i think im done again or maybe
those levels could use some adjusting
i hit the floor when i stop
that shit goes hard when it drop
damn i got skills
time to pop some more pills
my girl went in other room to sleep
sun came up 7 clock in the morning
damn simethins comin my way
i can feel it comin my way

but self doubt trumps everything
but self doubt overides

self doubt swallow me
ignore affirmative word
self doubt trump everything
maybe i should give it up
i could be beethoven with my work in history
or i could be duchamp crossing lines where i please
anything you tell me's gonna turn to filtrate
whats a solid word
theres no solid word
been diggin deeper deeper losin sight of the sun
but maybe if i keep diggin ill come out the other side
just shut up bitch
ill be away
its delusional
it delusional
Track Name: Emerald Blessing (prod: Emerald Soul)
Only ones I fuck with
gods and goddesses
Virgin on the altar
Sacrifice that bitch
Yung manic depressed
Will the Vices ease the stress
Off myself or get lit
Lest slug we forget
Opiates and weed
Pills and thc
Tell me slow my roll but
That shit ain't for me
And I'm smokin on strong
Cop the gas to keep me goin
say yo goons ride witchu
But bitch you still alone
just say the words
And I'll be gone before you hit the verb
Sick with affliction i fought off attention read way too far into my diction
And every time I wake up
It's about time to get fucked up
My girl copped me 3 sacks
Like damn bitch that's whassup
Blessing of the gods
but my 6 stay too strong
fuckin up my balance but that shits gonna come im
inside the moon
left it all so i cant lose
call me artemis like a bitch cause thats who you choose
Track Name: Im Gonna Burn
im gonna burn

out of the way
unredeemable and everyone knows it
locked doors all alone with pills posted
i get scared when i picture that shit open
keep ya distance ion want ya hopin
i can decide if i want paradise
and judgin by my actions i wont suffice
its not my problem shit its not your problem
this shits so stupid cause under it all nothin nothin
~remember me as i was not as i am~
been stuck under crosses naive to the situation at hand
been treadin up mud been treadin up mud feelin for land
found my arms up in air herron in hand
at the end of it all and i know what to do
backed in a corner theres nothin to lose
hang it up high slip my neck through the noose
step off a chair and this what ima do

im gonna burn