1. |
No Sun (Intro)
01:35
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[Verse]
The world is fucked and everybody sees it
Evidence is everywhere, but it’s evident everyone chooses not to believe it
We’ll soon be eating dirt I guarantee it
There isn’t any treatment, with life and death there isn’t shit between it
All of our resources ran dry
These forces don’t standby with their hands tied
It’s damn lie, care less like they can’t try
I don’t understand why we’re fucking wasting our damn time
What else is there left to take?
There isn’t any less at stake, selections to make
When we’re left in shambles all that remains
Is our lives scrambled, y’all cant handle the shakes
I don’t know if I believe in fatalism, but I’m placing blame
On the crazies that made this fucked up system
There’s no way we can fucking sustain
The lame ways that we currently behave, the shit is insane
No telling where all of this is going, and there’s no way knowing if the sun is gonna still be showing
Cause the earth is a cold dead place and since birth I’ve known the end’s old dead face
And it’s like...
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2. |
Welcome to the Darkside
04:29
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[Verse 1]
Could you call it evil? Cause I’m causing some major upheaval
There ain’t no pausing, don’t be a savior to no people
You’ll all be praying cause it’s so lethal
Fuck peaceful, make you niggas feel pins and needles
A lost soul infatuated with human misery
Aggravated, abusing niggas like US history
Everyone’s losing when I use heavy artillery
X is deadly, I'm ready to leave your body all blistery
Come at me, you gotta come at me properly
I’m an anomaly, my youth? it wasn’t fatherly
My aggression isn’t misdirected, my confession is to have all of you disrespected
One-man insurrection like I’m Chuck D
Leave the world bloody like a young Bundy
Everybody in my path is unlucky like you went to Sugarhouse with 10 buddies and lost your money abruptly
[Hook]
I’d like to welcome you to the darkside
Over here we rob you of your carbon dioxide
And it’s gonna be a long night
There’s no sunlight when you’re on the darkside
[Verse 2]
No I don’t have a fucking therapist, don’t got the time or the patience
So I jot some rhymes to keep my mind off the stainless
Too many frustrations got me hot and brazen
And I’m fucking good on taking random medications
What’s he gonna do anyway, fucking talk to me?
He should be talkin to the voice inside my head stalking me
everyday before I become a crazed dichotomy
That explains why I need a lobotomy
When I die just donate my corpse to science
So they can figure out why I’d resort to violence
I’d set my own fate I won’t be in compliance with some unknown date, you could consider me a nihilist
Think about it like this I could bring out a crisis
Have your sinus bleeding like you're standing up on the
highest peak, then go bomb the mountain like I’m Isis
Shrapnel inside your iris if you don’t fucking like this
[Hook]
[Verse 3]
I’m just a nappy-headed nerd with a hot temper and snappy words
Neck dismembered after I stab you with raspy verbs
Classy with the way I wax these herbs
Have you feeling ghastly cause all you niggas harass these nerves
A living lesion going to hell in a handbasket
Spitting Stephen King until you need your skin grafted
Have your face impacted, no better than that
My shit’s insidious, X the professor in fact
Got a degree in fucking gettin you smacked
Here to teach you idiots where I apply pressure at
Wont stop yet, y’all rhymes are just a hot mess
God bless, cause these lines are such a process
Full blown fuckin bastard, skull is sewn up in plaster
Such a disaster, grew up to make your bones shatter
Hit the lights and make the roaches scatter
Set to fucking explode and everyone in your zone splatters
[Hook]
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3. |
X.A.V.I.E.R.
04:08
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[Verse 1]
X.A.V.I.E.R. stay with the icy heart
Disrespect, your shit gets wrecked like a high-speed car
Protect your neck from the dicey arts and don’t expect to arrest me for using deadly knives and darts
Don’t start before I hit you and split you then dismiss you, cause I’m a lunatic that’ll fucking constrict you
Bodies gets chopped, I dunno what the fuck you thought
I’m dead cold, colder than all of the stuff you bought
I’m more Jack than Torrance, take an axe to doors, attack, your well-being is of little importance
My middle name is Michael for a reason
Inspired by Ghostface, became psycho from diseases
Straight villainous, my hunger is limitless
Preeminence is more than half the niggas you think are killing shit
Not bragging cause you can’t rag on the resonance
The nemesis of those who attempt to be steady venomous
[Hook]
It’s the X.A.V.I.E.R. niggas
Fuck with me you might see stars
It’s the X.A.V.I.E.R. niggas
My shit leaves wide deep scars
[Verse 2]
Tongue like a machine gun, take down your first wave of defenses
Too obscene, time to pay now for them grave expenses
Maybe now you’ll finally come to your senses before tryna talk down to me, my shit is extensive
Pay attention so you hear what I say
The human eye can’t even read the lyrics I spray
It’s absurd cause you and I are less than the same
Word to the motherfucking X in my name
I already spelled it out for you once, but I feel compelled to do it again for y’all on every front
X.A.V.I.E.R. at the deathly helm
Executing all victims in every realm
Remember that but don’t wear it out
Or I’ll make you surrender your larynx and tear it out
Cause it’s the only thing that I care about
It’s synonymous with such things like cursing and swearing now
There’s no comparing I’m declaring you dead
Call the mortician, cause of death? Despairingly bled
A composition of bloodshed, enough said
Give it up before I beat you like a motherfucking drum head
[Hook]
[Verse 3]
Nobody could fucking hurt this, don’t try your luck it’s worthless
The curses I put in my verses make you fuckers nervous
If it’s a problem, face the door and then reverse it
Created for causing chaos, brought all of you hearses
I came straight outta hell, here to exclaim and tell you that your way of life will soon be expelled
Speak of the devil, blades for enemies made of stainless metal
Pop a blood vessel when you see that I came with several
I’m the resurrected Stanley Kubrick, ready to wreck shit, break you niggas like some toothpicks
Constantly feeling like I’m finna lose it too quick and snap on you pricks, put a fucking cap on loose lips
I’m sick in the head, I keep a sickle under my bed to make these niggas all shrivel with dread
Machete to the veins, now you’re looking real crippled and bled out, damn, feeling numb as brains spilled out his head
[Hook]
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4. |
God Forgive Me
03:16
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[Verse 1]
All of the crooked lines I write be leaving niggas shook and frozen
Look at the time, the reaper’s creeping he’s closing
Composing rhymes all day to make you freeze up
Sneak up on you in bushes with steak knives to decease ya
I’m striking these niggas quick fast with a pick axe
Like whiplash, this bastard will crash your chin back
Did your bitch ass really think you would slip past?
Mike Tyson of syntax when I impact your synapse
Bitch, get that through your thick ass head or get redacted
Chewed and spit out, niggas subtracted
Worse for your health than six Big Macs
Fuck tryna help, I curse y’all, aint tryna bridge gaps
I’ll put the fear of god in you, don’t think you’re held in high regard nigga you don’t know what the fuck you got into
No one gets to kick back and relax, I’m running the show, these niggas better run til collapse
No question, my words are like a fucking weapon
The sharpest knives bringing all of you armageddon
The darkest times for everybody from here to heaven
I think it’s time to teach bitch niggas a lesson
[Hook]
God forgive for what I have to do
Cause I’mma leave these niggas black and blue
Can’t hear the screams over me smacking you
Won’t get to hell youre just passing through
[Verse 2]
I’m a black cloud, the reign don’t stop
And when I lay the smack down the pain won’t stop because
My lightning strikes leaving you white like lymphocytes
Feeling the bite before fleeing from canines
Across state lines, I don’t play right with certain guys
It’ll be curtains when I hit direct, I’m hurting lives
Your clique is next as soon as I reach my apex
I’ll flip your fucking vertex if you delay me respect
Crushed like insects or hazardous meds
My shit gives off a lot of adverse effects
I’m on a murderous rampage that I can’t explain
Norman Bates enraged with a shovel to the midbrain
This day and age, niggas are all small change
Get slain before you lay tracks to get plays
When I tamper with grammar these niggas stammer
Deadly like cancer, got skills that you could never damper
Half man half metallic, this ain’t a challenge
Throw you off balance due to the fact that I’m so fucking calloused
My only mentality is spraying profanity
A dark fantasy, taking the place of humanity
[Hook]
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5. |
Nightmares
04:25
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[Hook]
Piles of guts all stacked in the street
Motherfuckers are moving to the murderous beat
(I see) human skin all torn at the seems
Shit’s fucking worse than all your wildest dreams
[Verse 1]
Label me as a villain with such a hateful love for grave filling
From cradle to fatal your blood remains spilling
Floating around like a phantom, hold you for ransom
Stabbed in the abdomen and then slashed with adamantium
Snatch the platinum from all these wack ass circus acts
Haphazard and spastic, get blacked out and dragged back
Cracked like smahed glass from crashed Mack trucks
Niggas act up until casualties get stacked up
Back up, I do this naturally but I don’t act tough
Practice alchemy with adjectives in a sentence
A menace, I don’t have a desire for repentance
Conspire against niggas that wanna try and condemn it
Never conscientious when I start thinking horrendous
Create senseless violence inside a world demented
It’ll be frightening when your helpless without the forensics
Making sure your and your friends will never get mentioned
[Hook]
[Verse 2]
Graphic acts with bastards who laugh at tragic broadcasts
Grabbing niggas til they gasp on last breath and pass
Restrained victims all tied up with strings
These are few of my favorite things
When I sing I think about the horrible things that I would do that would make a coroner need a shrink
A death explorer, I got a mind full of horror that’s gonna even the score then increase it when they see the gore
I dream about stealing vehicles when I sleep
And killing thirteen people after I speed through the streets
No Evil Knievel, I reach between the seats for needles
Before I get really medieval with meat cleavers
The fucking sequel to both Freddy and Jason
Coming through your speakers like you’re shoved inside an Iron Maiden
An invasion of black ravens and hell raising
Got niggas racing for safe places to stay stationed
[Hook]
[Verse 3]
I’m a mixture of Marcellus and Christopher Wallace
I got a conscience of whispers that tells us to demolish
I take solace in causing all of you to be cautious
My own accomplice and these thoughts are always constant
Fuck Jekyll and Hyde I’m just a regular guy
With a minor desire for wringing your neck til you die
Expressing a side forever embedded in mind
I got a repressed fetish for threatening lives
The only influence I’m under is red fluid
Sever your legs to make all of your veins spew it
Life was mundane before I had my brain loosened
You wanna join the inhumane? I’ll make an inclusion
My final solution is spinal contusions
Survival may require a couple of wire transfusions
I keep vials on the side in profusion
And have em supplied for worldwide distribution
[Hook x2]
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6. |
By Any Means Necessary
05:03
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[Verse]
These fucking chickens hit us with racism then expect us to embrace systems that are made just to kill us
Making a living off of vicious ways and trying to put niggas in a state of stasis til we cant take it
A country made for displacement of black people but they say we shouldn’t face it by setting places ablaze
Abrasive killing by sadists while their cop friends sit complacent and don’t say shit
Making a way for law enforcement to kick our doors in, shutdown like late term abortions
Justifying more slug supplying, cousins dying while police continue firing
Disproportionate, then you wonder why niggas are resorting to violence of insane proportions
Take advantage of the less fortunate doing damage to people, border on extortionate
For all I know tomorrow I could die
That’s why I got a fucking urge to let these words fly
A new apartheid but not bizarre sight
A hard fight when the whole world is a lie
A blurred line when broken lives try to survive
Rich stay rich while the poor just stand in line to die
Y’all would rather not try and socialize but gather in herds to watch police commit homicides
All I can do is criticize what the deal is
It’s both what we’re being shown and what they’re concealing
No community feelings ever legitimized on top of political figures killing guys
The illest lives hungry for murder and profit
Only interested in watching money skyrocket
Even when niggas don’t got burners it don’t matter, just run the news footage and watch the brains splatter
I mean what the fuck else can I say?
Cops walk into streets with AKs and be letting em spray
Just shooting niggas every which way, hot shells lay in human flesh, you get slain
White America seems to have its priorities straight
Pay no attention to the blights that minorities face
Marginalized people dead or alive
Like animal instincts, human hunting federalized
The brutalized disenfranchised, they feed us lies
Make em weak the knees and leave em paralyzed
Grab your guns and dust em off, looking for any excuse before you decide to bust em off
Ticking time-bomb leading to the terrordome
Kicking and screaming, niggas bleeding from the chrome
Everybody fleeing from their homes
The nine shocks terror, put it straight up to your dome
Torch down every precinct, scorch these clowns and make em scared enough to rethink
Every fucking thing they support, get the neighborhoods reinforced and defeat the source
This aint a motherfucking song it’s a statement
Fuck a rap track I’m goin back to the basics
Fuck patience you bitches need a replacement
Arrange stitches, take it back and reclaim it
Lemme get it straight, unless a video gets leaked or we make a tweet, we have to accept this fate?
I ain’t fucking having it
If I see your fucking face I’m grabbing it and breaking your nasal passages
Got too much rage that you can’t disengage
I wanna kill you in front of a crowd and make it center stage
You can’t keep murdering kids my age
Every last one of you niggas is a fucking disgrace
Y’all deserve to die for what you’ve caused
Numbers don’t lie, we’re all trapped in the claws
Fuck the laws and every pawn with their jaws in the sides of our necks thinking you deserve applause
Keep putting shit in everyone’s face
Keep reporting on the problem, they know that it’s commonplace
Sensationalism ain’t a replacement for solutions
With niggas praying for revolution
You wanna pull the knife out? You’re full of shit
I’ll put your lights out, set fire to your nice house
Discover every place you hide out
Stampede and make you bleed until your body dries out
Cut your motherfuckings balls off, knock your fucking jaw off
Ice Cube, Rock you with the sawed off and have you hauled off
Molotov every mall til all of these corporate motherfuckers start to bawl
Off with the motherfucking heads
The only thing I’m looking for is all of your deaths
Forever insubordinate, it’s time for destroying it, burning it down til it’s permanent
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7. |
Happy Thoughts
04:37
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[Verse 1]
The way I look at life shit’s funny in actuality
Scraping money together just to fund your reality
Why be fake happy and leech off of vitality when we‘re well aware six feet‘s the only finality
Cause I don’t take this shit too serious
I write songs about dark shit cause I’m always feeling delirious
Not even tryna fake being mysterious
If you can’t see a difference then you’re prolly really oblivious
Had too many sick thoughts so I put em in lyrics
I’m usually pissed off I imagine you hear it
I show compassion to few, but for you I get to smashing you blue and then I’m killing your spirit
I don’t need your fucking respect
My razor sharp pen will make you bleed when stuck in your neck
There’s nothing to discuss, this is my response to the world I see, so adjust your seats for the seance
[Hook]
Why am I the way that I am?
I wish I fucking knew, and I dont really give a god damn
Is it god’s plan? Who knows maybe not
They say you gotta live and think happy thoughts
[Verse 2]
I’ll have everybody slashed up, cut open and bled out, lanced worse than Glen
Straight up gashed in the gut and both of your eyes turn red
Create pain then multiply it times ten
And make you lose all color like a million white men
I get satisfaction from breaking you down to fractions
Take all the deceased and wrap em all up in plastic
Overly enthusiastic to cause havoc
I sure as fuck have quite a flair for the fucking dramatic
Don’t automatically take my shit at face value
Or I’ll smash a vase into yours, maybe now you’ll think before you talk, fucking learn how to act
Or I’m staging an all-out verbal attack
Sending all kinds of chills right up the spinals
Never-ending kills with lines that fuck up the vitals
Make your ills spill, thrown up like stomach bile
Descending to hell while pronounced alive on arrival
[Hook]
[Verse 3]
When I took my first breath I found out life is fucked
Full of the worst stress, you drown if you try your luck
So when I’m penning my shit, I just write corrupt
And I’mma keep doin this shit until I bite the dust
Rap about death and life, I’ll have these niggas read off
Everyone get in line so I can chop your heads off
I’m tryna see some motherfucking blood and guts
Make niggas go into shock when they feel that sudden rush
Full of adrenaline, I got the face of a gentlemen
The strangest specimen coming off as benevolent
And I was fighting some demons then let the devil win
And now all of my intentions are just malevolent
Is any of this shit reflection of self?
Does my selection of words represent my mental health?
It’s no wonder why I keep knives on my shelf
Fully prepared to pull em out when I’m feeling compelled
I still gotta commit crimes against Humanity
Turn this place to Amityville no sense of sanity
I’m tryna make the whole world look like Red Dawn
I‘m cold right? You could say that I’m dead wrong
[Hook]
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X. Kubrick Delaware
302 | Rapper and producer
Contact: xmwilson97@gmail.com
Photo credit: Bryanna Bennett
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