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1. |
Fuck Your Whole Life
03:50
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Bottom feeder
Stay spouting shit
Big talker
Don’t know when to quit
Seen your kind before
Seen you come and go
Stood by and watched
How little you know
Tunnel vision
Bum lick central
Disregarding
The fundimental
Ethics of this shit
Been here for a bit
Mindset needs to shift
It’s time someone stepped in
I guess you thought that I’d never
Stoop to your level
Jokes on you
Your energy seems to bleed across the scene
Too busy dreaming
Day 2 helmets
Talking like they Fuckin get it
Essex marfucka
Don’t ever forget it
Only so much we can try educate
School bus came and gone
But you were too late
SKC
Self serving actions
Social transactions
Fake interactions
Chain reaction
Off the top of my mind
I only have these words for your kind
Die in a mile high pile of shit
If god exists I pray he fuckin gets you gone quick
I don’t know what it is
That makes you dickheads like this
Get fucked cunt
Eat shit
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Gutter Thoughts
03:11
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For the forgiveness
I gave to you
It’s been made clear
My desire for your lies to be truth
You gave me hell
Now I pull you down aswell
No reminders of the shit you did
That shit will stay with me for as long as I exist
Got me close, stuck the knife in with a twist
Wounds heal and now I’m back better equipped
I’ll bide time, I’ll make you fuckin pay
There’s no way that I’m leaving this and walking away
Maybe 440C cause all I see is hate
Or a 1055 carbon steel made blade
You’ll never own me
I feel nothing
I feel nothing
Rage only
Patricidal
I will not bow down
For any cunt
I’d rather fuckin die slow
Don’t care who you are
Odds can be made even
When there’s a will I promise I will find a way
I promise I will find a way
Gutter thoughts
Why make me feel like this
Crossed the line
No way to heal this shit
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ft. Leah Massey (Pest Control)
I chose to finally react
It took everything not to snap
All trust, is gone
My love, was wrong
Time and time again
Just blood, and that is where it ends
We share blood, but not love
You expect respect except you kept
tryna drag me through the mud
We share blood, but not love
Standing here looking down from above
At you in the hole you’ve dug
You serve yourself
Recollection twisted
Mindset shifted
Always know you’re lying
your lips are fuckin moving
Everything you do is just a show
you prove it
You don’t give a shit
Your reputation is a lie I fuckin knew this
No building bridges
This could’ve been predicted
We share blood, but not love
You expect respect except you kept
tryna drag me through the mud
We share blood, but not love
Standing here looking down from above
At you in the hole you’ve dug
All those years I spent, wishing for change
How stupid I have felt, ignoring my pain
I get my mistakes, I give up
We share blood, not love
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4. |
Sharpening Teeth
02:53
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Blood from my hands
Sweat from my pores
Get on your knees and beg
For just a little more
They pull one way
You pull another
Sick of this shit
And feeling under
You don’t know this life
You don’t know this life
I bet you eating well
You fucking pig
We’re just the insects
Feeding on your shit
I sharpen my teeth
I sharpen my teeth
I don’t ask for much, but just enough
Too many people out here are stuck in a rut
Trying all they can but still out of luck
But you’re still good, you don’t give a fuck
They got some holes in their pockets
But we can barely catch the change that falls
Scandal after scandal
Burning both ends of the candle
While we’re made the fools
That’s why I sharpen my teeth
I will wait to bite the hand that feeds
I sharpen my teeth
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5. |
Nothing Left To Destroy
05:07
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ft. Andy Baz (Raiden)
Now I see, with my eyes
So clearly, our demise
Missiles drop, gunswill unload
Blood will spill, bodies explode
Loss of life, torn apart, body parts
Ruined world, cause and effect
Turned to ash, you are next
Say your prayers, nothing left
Just wait for death
Plagued and diseased
Cracks form beneath
Fear underneath
My rage and clenched teeth
Broken smiles
Is this worthwhile
Disgusting pigs
Throned on top of the body pile
Can anybody stop this
If I’m honest I thought I got it
But this is never what I wanted
Who will really profit
When the bombs hit fuck it
I am stuck in it I can’t drop it
One foot in the trench, one in the grave
I guess I’ll sleep in the bed, the mess I made
Now I see, with my eyes
So clearly, our demise
No more family
They’re as dead as me
How could I not see
There will be no peace
Freedom isn’t free
But did I need to leave
Now I disagree
I just want to see my family
How can I now stop
When I chose to start
Who knows what evil
Lurks within this heart
One foot in the trench
One in the grave
I’ll sleep in the bed
The mess I made
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I think of where I’ve been and where I’m at
That it wouldn’t take a lot to backtrack
Ongoing process going on under my hat
Will never let myself fall back down
Used as ammunition
Fuelled by simmering rage
Scars are a reminder
Of my past mistakes
He won’t become me
I’m twice the man he’ll ever fucking be
I remember when I wanted to die
I remember when I went to try
I remember watching the trains fly by
Working up courage to take my life
Times have changed
I am not the same
Times have changed
Scars are proof of my pain
So much has changed in me from way back then
I never thought that I’d be here with friends
Held it together and didn’t pretend
I am better but never at the end
I am
Breathing Through The Wound
Breathing Through The Wound
I am
Breathing Through The Wound
Breathing Through The Wound
He won’t become me
I’m twice the man he’ll ever be
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7. |
Gethsemane
03:45
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Broken man off his path
All alone
Thoughts are the new war
When sleep won't seem to soothe
Foward into infinite sky
He's the perfect size for the end of time
There's demon's dancing on his head
and he is blindly obedient
Rest his head in a place that feels cold and dark
He can't take the searing brightness of the day
Friends are looking for signs of life
But they're growing tired
And it's to the wire
How much of the man can they save?
Ties cut
It took a lot for them to tell he was in a
Blind spot
They all stay on their games as his
Mind blots
Out all the memories that he gathered in his trial
At Gethsemane
Why does he fight
The will to change
Can't recognise
Himself these days
Why does he fight
The will to change
As he stands trial
In Gethsemane
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Essex Kingz
04:08
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ft. Andy Baz (Raiden)
Lyrics:
Real underground
Three swords remain alive
preserving this sound
We will always survive
Essex til we die
Understand the ethics
We don’t care about aesthetics
We do this whether or not they get it
This blessex shit is in our genetics
We ain’t apologetic
SKC
Back on it bringing it back mad
Any one of em talking the shit is looking a bit sad
No slacking on bad tracks, we back mad
We stay intact while you shit chat
SKC
Back on it bringing it back mad
Any one of em talking the shit is looking a bit sad
No slacking on bad tracks, we back mad
That’s a fact
From lore, to this war
This place I will forever call
So listen close as our screams outlast
Summoner
I bleed the red of this flag I made my choice
I will defend until I die I can assure
If there is breath in me to keep authenticity pure
My hand stays on my sword
Where the blackwater rose
And the devils hand chose
Essex kings
We carry this shit
With three swords
Strapped to our hips
Money couldn’t change it
We don’t entertain it
Clout ain’t our business
We come with the realness
Essex til we die
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9. |
Stay Keeping Count
06:31
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Once empty, redundant vessel
Voided, of verbal expression
Thinking, feeling
But no words
Stuck in a box
Didn’t want to be heard
But I love this shit
I will never quit
tryna find my voice to speak on
what I see while I still exist
Letters compiled in many ways
The next day I tear up the page
Did it with every song on here
Just wonder if this will ever change
Other days I feel on fire
Rhymes and metaphors pour out like I perspire
Inspired by 4,5,6, only built for Cuban linx, dogg food and Sheek, styles p and jadakiss
Knuckledust, special move, 9bar, bdf, Raiden too
Too many others to include
I wouldn’t be here without SKC EBD or LBU
My pen is scoped and it’s aiming for the paper
Anyone can flow red
Get cracked like an egg
I use the mic like a baseball bat
And smack your fat head
Mic lead needed to strangle your neck
Put to bed, dead, he needed the best rest
I will not give up
Where my words are only failing
Persistence is always prevailing
I mix these styles, they shaped me
Into the person, I was born to be
It won’t be changing, yoursain’t the same thing
Essex to London and back
Still keep creating
SKC, LBU, EBD
These swords come in three
Splitknuckle… 23
Daze and northern unrest
Is where we fuckin be
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