My shit life so far, In Paragraph formation
Mr. Boss - Realisation Feat. Fliptrix & Verb T

defjux:

I ain’t gonna lie man, I’ve done shit that’s reckless
That’s all part of living life; I’m living to accept it
Everybody’s equal, it’s a shame kids don’t get this
Thinking that you’re better, but your conscious is infected
Like cuts that turned septic, leaves blood for forensic
Nothing’s more important than true love or real friendship
I mean this for real; every journey’s got an ending
We need to come together, piece the puzzle that we’re left with

Fliptrix - polyhymnia

ouijawh0red:

chillenn

if u like high focus i love u 

Fliptrix - polyhymnia

ouijawh0red:

chillenn

if u like high focus i love u 

Verb T - Powdered Dreams

defjux:

Verb T - Powdered Dreams

thefirstagreement:
“ The Four Owls - Not Like Before
”
Jam Baxter - Incoming
Edward Scissortongue - If You Go Away

defjux:

when he was with her there were comet beams
lights in the tunnel seemed brighter, life wasn’t what it seemed 
and now he’s deep in a horror scene
murderous thought patterns form in his noggin piece

Ed Scissortongue + LampLighter - Attic

fffemmefatale:

Nirvana- Old Age (Acoustic)

in the mood for this song.

lokslockup:

Rag N Bone Man - Put That Soul On Me (OFFICIAL VIDEO) Prod. Dirty Dike

I was at the back watching the whole thing, dope show! Shout to bruva Bones, keep killin em!

beanfrances:

Montage of Heck Los Angeles premiere - April 21, 2015

nadi-kon:
“ “ “Everything you create, you use to destroy.”
The Fifth Element (1997) dir. Luc Besson
” ”

nadi-kon:

“Everything you create, you use to destroy.”

The Fifth Element (1997) dir. Luc Besson

Edward Scissortongue - Coma (feat. Contact Play)

dyingsunnn:

COMA - EDWARD SCISSORTONGUE [FEAT. THE CONTACT PLAY CREW]

Jam Baxter - Q

beatsforbrothels:

The end of the end blues
Ran deep in their trembling flesh and their fresh wounds
I slept in the queue, extending in red plumes
Coiled round a rock restless, lepers in lead shoes
In single file silence, the slug trail marches
Craning necks stretch into ram’s horn
Branches arching round shoulders
Eyes on stalks snake round the stick figures on their white hot forks
Fog falling, vendors in the distance
Flogging sugar eyelids, peddling religions
Penny for a lost day, seven for a sixpence
A cavalcade of kings and their devilish afflictions, hold line

katvondworld:
“  My heaven with @officiallysteveo. ❤
”

katvondworld:

My heaven with @officiallysteveo.