Fat, bloated fuck choked to death on his own sick On the throne sits a corpse leaking out shit Roll him off the fuckin casket made of porcelain Another takes his place, he’ll be dead before next morning So expendable the figureheads of industry Scared to be nothing, the fallacy of legacy When i been dirt since birth, a pariah strapped with leprosy So i don’t give a fuck if you say that you’ve never heard of me Fuck the idolatry, the praise and the fame This isn’t for the attention, i know i’ll never be paid This a function of existence, lest i lay in the grave Disemboweled, intestines blown out with the shit on display Translucent flesh and glass bones Let he who hath nothing cast the first stone Spillin my guts, leaving gore where i may roam I’m just trying to leave a huge fucking mess when i go soi’ve been taking notes from all caps with spaces True spirit straight, eight distillations Knock it back, straight in your fuckin faces Pay no mind to the jaded in stasis Just write dope shit & spit like you’re on fire Keep the beats sordid like an arms supplier Till i’m killed by death, rather die than retire Do nothing else this shit right here my only desire Live life as an art generator Pull the trigger, worry bout the income later Money doesn’t rule me, barely a motivator The cash is nice but i do this for something greater (voiddweller) gained the power of self respect don’t know how to acquiesce, so what the fuck you expect (cept) gross beats on deck, & words I can’t forget So i give no fucks if you’re unimpressed

“Blown the fuck out” Backpack full of god knows what All black antagonist smash hard cut To the foreseen rampage, run from blades Herostratic fame, don’t speak my name (yeah) I got the score for the snuff, Raw rugged and rough Keep it dirty like flint water, covered in rust Take a bullet in the brain before i’m caught in the cuffs It’s rags to riches or its dust to dust (shoot out) Swat team can’t stop me now 44 minutes five stars shut it down Get laid out or put in the fucking ground King of the hill, ski mask, no crown Crimewave like payday 2 Kick in a fucking punk’s teeth like yoshimitisu Slip on the jacket asking john wick, what it do Reload go time flare gun lights fuse Your life is just a set piece Michael bay explosions you’re credited as “dead meat” Delete yourself, alan smithee Gritty reboot voiddweller sin city Death proof and i'm full of pulp Snake plisken shit, bitch prison gets skulked Cloaked in darkness, stay occult Dirty bomb planted, you can guess result Total fucking death wish Kill any witness Racing to the finish Life cyclical bull shit non real moving image Violence as a gimmick Pussies still will grimace Put holes in the timid

Erased No fucking trace Fuck up get phased out of existence Memories missing identity now distant Ghost hack override the old No clue who you are, live your life all alone You gonna wish it was pseudocide Any proof you were alive get liquified Public’s amnesia set to override Your bloodline is about to get nullified Sealed room in the goo log See the nuclear family up on the analog One telegraph, it goes black Shock troops raid kids throat get slit fast Wife grabbed forced to look at What will broadcast as kids that that got slashed by Their mom , gun to temple the weapon’s gonna bang like car bomb While that td hit hit’s and you recite psalms Pray if you must, still get snuffed, your record on this thumbdrive, Shit gets crushed brain flushed like angel dust puffed News person insert, some homeless old fuck Add arrogance and shit luck then start surveillance and watch you combust Self immolate with no legacy That’s what I’m the editor Edit life

Pass the defib, I bring dysrhythmia The Break neck pace maker king of arena I Shape shift like face lift aids ameboa And Leave your rib cage lookin like it bit hiroshima This the great white to frail geriatric hearts I blow shit like dusted up GameShark carts X ray vision to the system fucking rip it apart You obsolete as fuck, me i’m state of the art Meanwhile you leaks bile and bleeds in the aisle Short Journey on a gurney bleeding out on the tile Give it a few months, then a special on cold case files They still have no clue how to compile the style It's simple, take a modem and a Nokia brick Soak it battery acid for a month or six Kano your heart out, make sure the chest is split Fill it full of that solution and try to live, bitch Biometrics hacked, off the record Close circuit tv can’t see the spectre Like predator, i’m the fuckin skull collector You Get a combi-stick through your left ventricle sector Throw this shit on, anaphylactic shock Throat swells, thank god, that you can’t even talk Impromptu laryngectomy done via flintlock Ak melee cave skulls via shoulder stock Moving on,i mule a cooler full of dubious organs For hella credits and the buzz i get off all the endorphins (Keep an) eye out for the horsemen & for parking enforcement And artists capable of painting dorian gray portraits In an animated gif, i keep an aggravated stick For bitches who say void dweller can't fucking spit Hypersalivation cause the rabies just kicked in So beware lest i tear off a couple fucking limbs bionic commando i’m tetsuo Metal head to toe, bout to let it blow Rip a satellite out the sky, kick on turbo Then turn the whole fuckin city into ground zero Level it, i’ll throw a fit and make it fucking sediment Test me bitch, i’m a specialist in brute malevolence Wreckin it, never hesitant, I let the metal rip This experiment’s omnipotence is fucking imminent The boss of this empire of dirt Come see the tragic hero live in concert my arc’s a flatline, heart lies inert Join the 27 club, i’ll be kickin it with kurt Rack it, pull, ain’t nothing but a squib load Bracing for the bullet but the shit decided not to show Typical, another obstruction in the fucking road Myocardial infarction, waiting for the blood to flow Embolitic, unsanitary Give your ass a god damn coronary Corpse lateral to the whole mortuary Cause you're 6 feet dead in unmarked cemetery I’ll meet your dead ass at the feather scale My dick meets your hearts the shit get impaled Slap it on the scale and tell maat to get fucked Even in death, all i do is obstruct

the man is a ghost Soul with no home Head down and walk Stare at the floor Invisible lost in the noise The loneliness Is what destroys It's all fake migraine from eye strain hallucinate yourself and anything observed from your brain Colors, shapes, messages on screens from friends and family The newest picture filter for the newest trendy tragedy, it's Obnoxious, the lights and sounds Just cut the power, watching all the lights go out move in darkness, covered with abyssal shroud Glide effortlessly through the terrified large crowd follow protocol, death pouring through the PA in the mall Empty people, full shops full stop alcohol Feeling anesthetic malfunctions then vomit in the stall Wipe your mouth, suit up, you infiltrating this new cabal Yes you Best memorize that secret handshake Widen your shoulders, best brace for that back ache Hand hover over control z for the mistakes reality checks, to see if youre awake (It was all a dream) I wish I was asleep The Insomnia increasing in intensity The Pills not working, not sure how to treat it if not chemically so we up the dosage and we forge a new dependency Just Anything to rid yourself of thoughts of ends and entropy But it creeps, gnawing at the edges of awareness A cute little reminder that you and this world will perish Life is feeling haunted, American dream nightmarish Now Your wife is in the pit and she’s going into hysterics Another round of pillars of salt for all in range Try and fail to keep all of those shit feelings contained Though It might explain while lately you’ve been feeling extra drained And unsure how you will continue to maintain Savings drained in an attempt to stay stable Picked up the newest iPhone with proprietary cable Now you have no money to put food upon your table The consumerism they’ve been selling you is fucking fatal (It was all a dream) And the TV screams

livestream assassination, start of world war three shown live to the nation periscope suicide count inflation Audience sits motionless in adoration fuck the footage i need to see it live watch the blood pool, see the life drain from eyes Digital bloodlust, a brand new high Supply and demand, watch the dead bodies rise Manhunt predicted, death futuristic Macabre depictions now voyeuristic Finger tip click then pictures sadistic Tickles kids pink who think nihilistic Disaffected youth living in post truth When the bombs drop they climb on top of the roof Take a selfie, you can't help me, what am i sposed to do Kick on facebook live and fucking wait for the nuke to Budd dwyer live on the fake news network Out of dump time, goes uncensored Gifs made, brand new meme’s rendered A fucking joke is how you’re remembered It’s gallows humor cause we’re all gonna die But fuck me, anything to get the views, right? I need that motherfucking ad revenue I’d rather die with more money than you

my health fails, my body degrades This brain in a jar, spawn of magnetic tape Confined online no fuckin face to face Trying to download a friend off pirate bay Isolated and depressed, restless up late Brain strained, can’t think or see straight Joints grind out of line vertebrae I go to bed and hope that i never awake I’ve short circuited, blown fuse, pure worthlessness Gps offline, i feel purposeless just me versus stress and thats no contest Sit like livestock waiting to be proceeded Stuck. I feel it in my throat Head down cause i own no hope Confirm my own death hoax , on snopes Cause i’m not living right now, i just exist to mope And feel old , 22 joints calcified Homemade mummy add formaldehyde Feeling underground cause i’m fucking buried alive With empty lungs and no air, so im preparing to die But it won’t come, i’ve been choking for years I’ve been waiting to disappear From this stagnant atmosphere But the day death comes remains unclear End can’t come fast enough Put me back with the dust End can’t come fast enough Waiting to rust

Transfiguration process, catharsis Roll old school banging type II darkness grave yard drive by raise carcass New lost souls for the back walled garden God, please just let me line your fucking pockets I need a new spirit box and excess profits in the name of trickle down economics No longer a person, now just a product Fuck owning masters // I’m getting plastered Licking the boots of my captors Fat rat in a cage what i’m after Blast cash out my ass, it don’t matter Stackin coin like jenga blocks When it falls down blow my whole fucking head off Watch epics shit stocks hit top Till then i’ll milk the drug problem press till i drop Into excess hot mess sells records No go live till the feed get severed Like my only link to credibility Oh well guess the scene is gonna hate me Run analysis on my authenticity I’m a blank slate filled with hate and synchronicity All luck one hit then i’m out Obscurity no talent no clout Whatever’s trending that’s what i’ll spout Homogenization, dust in a drought Into excess hot mess sells records You got the wrong guy, there's been a grave error Whatever

Hang ten through barren digital landscape See the regular denizens of the man made Say what’s up, hit em with the cool hand raise Meet em at the main frame, god damn i can’t wait It’s new comer day, welcomed at twenty seven The next step in trans-humanist ascension Welcome to any time period you like Customized afterlife, most seem slightly surprised And that’s warranted, horde of default avatars Unaware of hover cars or new status bars Where any drink you can think of And more can be mixed up Paradise surroundings and comically big cups (x) Most exalted and newly alive Though a loner looks haunted i see in his eyes Active camo deployed, i move through the hive I Slip him a whisper with this inscribed Meet me at the quagmire I know your soul feels it’s on fire I can release you from this If that’s truly your last wish Meet me at the quagmire Once your ghost’s grown old and tired I can release you from this If that’s truly your last wish One man’s heaven is another man’s hell One man’s home is another’s prison cell Fond memories, is another man’s trauma Explains why stagnation feels like nostalgia Me? I been living the dream, i.e. I’ve been feeling like i’m living asleep Seems like Hypnagogia been getting to me I try to keep it real but i don’t really know that means Reality been breaking down, tearing at the seams Cracks turn to holes & the holes to ravines So i’m swerving like a drunk on gran turismo 3 Hoping to timeout ‘fore i wrap this shit ‘round a tree In the game of life i’m just AFK Living like a fucking ghost waiting to fade away Just a pillar of salt, standing in the rain I’ve been buffering, just sipping on some malted grain Literal ghost in machine, time wasn’t friendly to me Left me diseased, stuck somewhere in between i contravene, kharon ferry souls to the deep sick of this scene, all thing die in time Except life on a digital screen Bitcrushed screams When you can have anything Nothing will have meaning That’s where we’re at, Long for imperfect past Simplicity that has long passed Cypher in the matrix, screams put me back Tear flow freely at memorial plaque The past needle sick and in bed (x) Mutated, now undead Spewing clickbait that’s nostalgia fed And the worst is still to be ahead It’s a different world than three decades ago Maybe we should just let it go It’s a different world than three decades ago We age fast but time doesn’t slow It’s a different world than three decades ago Put the shit on and pretend we don’t know It’s a different world than three decades ago It’s a different world, it’s a different world (same planet different world)

Going for the gold, Keep the Four loko cold Behold bo rai cho, With mad mic control To booze a black hole, drain bottle reload Then dive in unknown , and hope the shield hold Low on liquid, intake addictive, living real sick but lately life’s shifted Downward spiral artist’s depiction Art my main fix in this shit existence I’m Livin like a man full of some junk Feel stuck so i just get drunk Never enough, in a rut, in a funk Diggin in and waiting for life to not suck Crack a fifth to escape the shit I admit, it’s cyclical with no benefit But tippin spirits is better than fucking callin it quits Swim in sin, cause my patience is fucking wearing thin (so i) Drink cause i got shit inside i need to kill Memories, burden me, fuck these brain cells Wake up still fucked up throwing up Shitter full of puke and the only thing holding up The frail man who just stumbled out of the club Not sure if he’s ever gonna fuckin be done It’s his only fun, escapism via depressants Because to quit would take admittance that his life is too depressing To handle without a handle devoid of the ethyl’s blessing It all becomes everclear the shit he’s been repressing So fuck that, i’m about liqour and avoidance An i’mma be joyous while i’m sippin on this poison Fuck real life it aint nothing but annoying So instead beats and my liver i’m destroying Like cock rock hotel suites Alcoholica ain’t got fucking nothing on me Apex predator to 12 oh zee And tippin j.d. Screaming fuck reality

Dead on arrival Live fast fucking die whenever Just never fucking slow down and always pull the lever Kill em all like deja vu die forever Cause life’s never on track to ever get any better Dead end at void corp, misery loves my company So I been shitting in the keurig when i’m unaccompanied At my cubicle just waiting to become fatigued So i can ride my sleep deprived high of the balcony O B E , astral body screaming “do a flip” While my shitty shell body isn’t fucking listening Adrenalized body only capable of stiffening I’m just tryna hit a special trick to make it interesting Blood splat a failed Rorschach test Say Fuck it, dip out the dick measuring contest Always up so never lay my shit to rest Just skip the services instead bring me the fucking check God DAMN I’m fucking fast and bulbous Clip that shit, make unique ruckus Raise the dead, with the lower end Yeah spit fire, me i’m fucking spewing lead At my own head, got that fuckin death wish special The devil can eat shit, i got the fetish for the metal A vessel to augment the best of the new level Live forever, still never better than the ephemeral Rift that splits, from which i transmit Drums lifted from some shit that you wouldn’t get Too complex, and fuck that fat freshman list Your accolades ain't worth it’s weight in shit Void Dweller dont fuckin bother with the burial This wraith don't give a fuck about the post death scenario i’ll be dead, ghostily spittin lyrics ethereal so save yourself the effort and give me

There’s a breach in the hull airlock before it all goes null Voiddweller escape pod Get in, strap in unless you want to meet god Captain's log: stardate whatever Fuck a date, i’m more worried bout my head getting served Clean the fuck off shrapnel movement is unfettered Could slice through my cord, now helpless untethered Hyper rotation like docking sequence Pulse rifle demon, straight xenomorph seeking Punch a hole in its chest, acid blood leaking Stompin like issac clarke necromorph shrieking Plasma cutter on deck, i’m culling the flock Fuck out the way for i shodan this shit like system shock blast off fore reactor streams get crossed 3 lightyear mile island due to glitch from microsoft Hauling ass through dead empty halls Hear em in vents, crawling through the walls Them alarms blare, sound of shrillest siren call Trying to make the capsule to be absolved I fucking blast out of orbit distress signal distorted At least the vessel i’ve boarded Has a spacesuit and some MRE portions It’s gonna be a long voyage Deep space, whole time, my face, joyless Feel like survivals pointless No one to save me, just disappointment 3 days later, i awoke Radio still broke, cabin rocking like a boat Look out the window, see i’m being approached Strap into MMU, no response from radio Jettison out the pod, headed for the ship Grasp antenna, tighten my grip Scan for exits and entrances Exploit detected, i’m coming in

3 days since the lights got shut off The food ran out and the gas got cut off Candle on the mantle or in hands held aloft Caught off guard, unprepared for the onslaught Shadow arachnids rapid attracted Look mad and combative Breath ragged unwilling combatant Courage is absent, mind split to fragment(s) Cluster split like scarlett sea Chief splits the crush, moves to front of scene Eight legged old soul quite elderly Mouth separates, words flow easily It’s time, go by flame or feast Combust to dust or shredded by beasts Tough choice, which way to become deceased Assume the lotus position, and be at peace Sleep walking through waking state wake-walking through their dreams At the Walmart deli counter, something’s amiss Front counter missing, now a clear monolith Suspended animation cyborg within Eyes blinded, vision though solar plexus Front counter back, being behind Umbilicus vision sees through, eyes are blind Porthole appears, message from creature in bind Futile warn of future, malfunction of mind No control, rip the mess of flesh through the porthole Starts expanding like incident from neo-tokyo Think it’s about to blow But the pressure just crushes it, poor thing dying slow Squeaks out final advice From the hybrid leaking fluid, soon to not be alive Ultimatum on it’s way, due soon to arrive Don’t fucking sleepwalk through it, be awake to decide

I slither through the dark muck Cool air feels good though i’ve no lungs Searching for prey Swallow whole invertebrate All i know is take Crash my own funeral cause nobody came Celebrate at my wake Parasite death, burden erased The necrosis ain’t ate me yet So i’ll free boot all copyleft I’ll take what i can get And then more, unpaid debt No blood from a salted annelid Nothing except my life to give Not worth enough so i guess i’ll live Stay a drain on anyone who gives a shit Yeah, I’m a fucking leech Bloodlet till the host feels weak Steal shit leave silently Replace tongue, siphon feast Specimen in incubator Bottom of the closet which contains an acrid vapor Smells like death and razors Bracing for dissection, split me into layers Pinned to exam table, sewed back up, condition stable Go back in the box, aerated, unlabeled Wait for aridity to become fatal Though the hunger, it never leaves muffled pleas,constantly thieve I need no pity, i just need to feed On anything feeble and in my reach I didn’t choose this form unfortunately Compelled to it, the shit chose me I guess that’s how life has to be Live life as a fucking leech

Rollin by my self at night Through the asteroids pilot my flight Into hyper drive faster than light Will i crash, yeah bitch i might Yeah bitch i might Ghost ride the enterprise Check them records, you best recognize The face of substance d these sunken eyes I ain’t slept in weeks that's no surprise I guess time flies when you stay FUCKED Blood stream corrupt Mr self destruct Cause i fucking give up Fucked up again Another weekend Full of mayhem And tylenol pm Life a fucking headache, i can’t fucking comprehend So i make enough noise to wake the fucking president Hit that nuke button, bitch i’m tired And i’ll sleep when i fucking expire So if all of yall got go just so i can get a nap in Then the whole shit is going skyward All on fire Blown amplifier So bump this shit till the venue’s lit and it burns down no survivors Fuck a lighter // Flame thrower ignitor That napalm spewing firestarter the flames just climbing higher And my headache still ain’t gone so i’m about to hit this shit I don’t know what’s even in it but it’s about to be lit Wanna watch the world burn, second place, this second hit Coping mechanism smoke something and tip this fuckin fifth Here i sit // Head split Headache worse // why do i exist I’m finished // clear the crypt Brain like the fucking gulf conflict

YOU STUPID CUNT YOU’VE FUCKED ONE OF THE FEW LEGITIMATE CONNECTIONS IN YOUR LIFE AND NOW YOU’RE ALL ALONE AND TOTALLY FUCKED YOUR HEAD UP YOUR STUPID GIRLFRIENDS ASS I HOPE YOU NEVER COME UP FOR AIR I’D SAY THAT I WISH YOU WOULD’VE SUCCEEDED IN LIGHTING YOUR HOUSE ON FIRE , BUT I FEEL LIKE THAT’S JUST A LITTLE TOO FUCKING NICE INSTEAD, AN ALTERNATE SCENARIO BEFORE OUR TRIP TO THE BIG CONFERENCE OF PEOPLE WHO’VE FUCKED THEIR LIFE UP AS MUCH AS YOU HAVE, BUT HAVE STILL MANAGED TO BE SUBSTANTIALLY LESS OF A FUCKING CUNT, I THINK YOU SHOULD HAVE RELAPSED ON ANYTHING AND EVERYTHING YOU’VE EVER WANTED. FUCK IT. GO NUTS RELAPSED AND THEN CLIMBED BEHIND THE WHEEL OF YOUR ABSOLUTELY TERRIBLE FINANCIAL DECISION WITH YOUR FUCKING IDIOT OF A YES WOMAN IN THE FRONT SEAT AND ME IN THE BACK. I’LL SKIP THE SEAT BELT THIS TIME FOR REASONS THAT WILL BECOME CLEAR SOON YOU, THE STUPID HIGH PIECE OF SHIT CUNT THAT YOU ARE, DRIFTS INTO ONCOMING TRAFFIC AND SLAMS HEAD ON INTO A SEDAN LOADED WITH A FAMILY OF 4 ON THEIR WAY TO SOCCER PRACTICE OR WHATEVER DUMB PART OF YOUR CHILDHOOD YOU’RE MISSING EMT’S ARRIVE, PULL YOUR STUPID SAGGY BODY OUT OF THE WRECKAGE WHO SOMEHOW MANAGED TO SURVIVE BY BEING VERY RELAXED THROUGHOUT THIS WHOLE ORDEAL BY BEING A STUPID DOPE HEAD CUNT. THE FAMILY OF 4, YOUR GIRLFRIEND, AND I ALL PERISH HORRIBLE FIERY DEATHS IN THE ACCIDENT YOU CAUSED THROUGH YOUR DAILY FUCKING EXISTENCE I HOPE YOU STAY SOBER AND THINK ABOUT US IN PRISON EVERY DAY I HOPE YOU SPEND YOUR LIFE HEAVY AND BURDENED I WILL HAUNT YOU AND FOIL YOUR EVERY SUICIDE ATTEMPT TO PROLONG YOUR SUFFERING I WANT IT TO LAST A LONG LONG TIME I HOPE YOU WISH FOR DEATH AND IT NEVER COMES I HOPE YOU LIVE TO SEE THE HEAT DEATH OF THE UNIVERSE // AND BEYOND// FEELING A COLD LONELINESS THAT HAS NEVER BEEN FELT AND WILL NEVER BE FELT AGAIN SO I WOULD SAY THAT YOU SHOULD HAVE BURNED YOUR HOUSE DOWN WITH YOU IN IT BUT THAT WOULD BE TOO FUCKING NICE