Macabre (mixtape)

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Novatores 2nd release of 2016

Production from Nizuk Schizophrenic, MCT and Jeff the Chef

Recorded and mixed by Moecyrus (Paranoia mixed by a company in France)

Mastered by Kelcey O,Quinn

Additional tracking on Heroin Cypher by Vex

All cuts by DJ Monark

Executive producer: Louis Cisneroz

Art by Brandon Milum

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released October 24, 2016

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Dark hardcore hip-hop from the south side of Chicago.

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Track Name: The Butcher
double bladed brass knuckles make you buckle
duffel bags of body parts looking out for trouble
subtle shit talk will get you buried in some fucking rubble
Iversion of murder, heard he another triple double
knife cleaned after he pulled it from the bloody spleen
a bloody scene unseen the only witness was a crack fiend
drinking vodka just to sleep he was a monster,
rock you in ya fuckn face, leave without a fucking trace
shot with mace up in his eyes and wouldn't even blink
wouldn't event think, living victims gotta see a shrink
but there aint many when he comes to town to make some money
gun he brought to philly, made a milli found it kinda funny

cho:

he was a heavy drinker, limited vocabulary
capillary severed if you prove to be an adversary
no one worthy let me tell you he the devils son
medalsome from birth, he was the worst, so unordinary

he was a heavy drinker, limited vocabulary
capillary severed if you prove to be an adversary
show you to your fate annihilate the onlooker
not much of a looker, this is Charlie the butcher

verse 2

lacerated, born jaded never made it
hated since the first grade no one would debate it
rated X movies couldn't document the gory story
living outta bridgeport 40 bodies in the quarry
learned his lessons from the best of em no testing em
so if you need a man dead suggested you invest in him
he had a house in which he kept up every vestige in
they found him on the couch slouched when they arrested him
guts and glory evermore he be up in the clink
drinking right before a kill, fingerprints upon the sink
you wouldn't think he was a killer look like Eddie Vedder
never woulda known better, met him and would split a drink
he on the brink of a catastrophe, in agony
said he hated tight spaces prison gave him atrophy
they call him mad, to me though, really, its just sad to see
a killer lose his only passion, action less a tragedy
Track Name: Visionary
I knew that I was cursed ever since my day of birth
first it was my uncle from the nurse unto his caddie hearse
foreseen a lot of shit at first it was a blessing,
betting homies at my school, for money, it was so impressive
so oppressive- the world series to the stanley cup
golden jackets, presidents, I never lossed a buck
i made a living off the life that I was given
flipping dollars, any chance i could advance there would be predictions
a night of slobberish debauchery, all sloppily,
I let my secret slip out to some homies that were on to me
their mobster father, was a bookie and a robber
with a pistol in his fist I was the ticket to his lobster
robbing lots of copper placing best nobody stopping us
and more than just a runner, was a number on the roster
i moved to Texas but the hell was just beginning
december 93 thats when mind had started slipping

cho:

I see the future plane crashes and the suicides
newborn babies in the lake- who decides
who should die? who's deserved of protection?
resenting every minute; this inflection

verse 2

fortunately for me they had never followed me
but death is all I see, predictions slowly got to me
head spinning overloaded with the visions
and the guilt of my indifference, indecision- the negative
i reached a point to where the violence became normalized
tried to hide the pain inside my heart but I was terrorized
I seen the lies within the eyes of anyone I loved
and anytime we touched I'd see the hour of demise
decapitated, bladed, ambulances, rambling,
scrambling for meaning, on the cutting floor of demons
screaming, please don't do this to me, consuming,
i started using, abusing, to stop the bleeding I'm seeing
i tie myself off- highly medicated, black tar, fat scars
track marks, in the arms, looking at the stars
up on the balcony like falcons, looking at the cars
i took a leap of death and left my skin, flesh is prison bars
Track Name: Rats
been keeping tabs like i was working for the paparazzi,
body in the trunk well leave him slumped if he's a fuckin nazi,
guerrilla tactics get their factions down to fractions
others value human life, we suicidal down to kamikaze
spot them rocking swazis in the lobby call the commies
shoot the snotty mother fucker in the body with the shotty
cuz fuck a racist yo we stab em in their faces
statists trace em out in chalk after we choke em with their fuckin braces

cho:

renegade antifascists- on a bloody mission
nihilistic suicidal cats, they had a bloody vision
knives and gats, metal hats, everybody welcome
long as u was down to die- crucify the opposition

verse 2

you mother fuckers lived a good life for too long
if two wrongs don't make it right then I dunno what does
we gonna cut off all your nuts and that's because
yo as history would tell y'all was surely sent from fucking hell
how that sound to you? you know we down to do
anything we need to do to see it through - we pounding you
we rounding you up, you suck, you little racist fucks
carve you with the cleaver leave you bleeding full of ether
either you'll be slunched or hunched from a decisive punch
divisive little swastika rats- chop you to chunks
Track Name: Everybody Will Die
I'll cut the head off of the serpent, leave em squirting, hurting
squirming, you a vermon, best of luck when I be on the prowl
you see me lurking, acting fowl that's me working
disembowel any agent I'm a vagrant stalking like an owl
there aint no faking or debating.. thats a corpse waiting
shatter dreams like big pun, pigs get turned to bacon
dudes be faking like they pagans worship satan
put the razor to their face and watch them posers get to praying
yo we slaying…my killer my goons they move in unison
if you'd of been the one to call the shots, wed be that the shop
not the one i get the groceries, the one that cops
occupy, the shop they put you in, sleeping in a cot
im making scenes to the point they call me scorcesse
i would win an oscar if we shot this shit in 480
i keep it slimy, shady, grimy to the death of me
til every fucking enemy be.. steadily repping me

cho:

i know a crew of goons, who'd kill you like a mad platoon
feed you to some leeches, they like creatures from the black lagoon
put the spoon into our mouths, we some cannibals
like hannibal, we ravenous, and savage as an animal

i know a crew of goons, who'd kill you like a mad platoon
feed you to some leeches, they like creatures from the black lagoon
put the spoon into our mouths, we some cannibals
like hannibal, we ravenous, and savage as an animal

verse 2

rapid stabbing,
grabbing, attacking
my aim is accurate
your skull is quickly draining
I'm hanging you from the back of it
like pill heads I pop caps
if you cats don't feel that
you must be numb or dumb
and comin at you w bats
we put you fuckers in buckets
cuz we be rugged
the ruckus, is causing suckers
who fussing to know they whack
if you relaxing, expecting
to be the mack then I'm slapping you
and I'm stepping, you prepping to be in last
i be the master of disaster so ridiculous
belligerent, instruments so rusty give you impotence
innocent's our antithesis, chop you into pieces
go from charlie sheen to manson in a mother fuckin instant
my narrative is tight, homie call me vincent price
evade you like kaszinski, like kuklinski; keep you on ice
will choke you on sight, killers bout to take flight
engrave you with a sickle, triple 6, leave you a cripple

cho:

i know a crew of goons, who'd kill you like a mad platoon
feed you to some leeches, they like creatures from the black lagoon
put the spoon into our mouths, we some cannibals
like hannibal, we ravenous, and savage as an animal

i know a crew of goons, who'd kill you like a mad platoon
feed you to some leeches, they like creatures from the black lagoon
put the spoon into our mouths, we some cannibals
like hannibal, we ravenous, and savage as an animal

verse 3

it's the abyss, sell your soul for poker chips
like bloods and crips, our clique is holding clips for the apocalypse
im positive, we blasting off just like a rocket ship
ill pocket pick a cocky mother fucker then I'll rock his shit
we keep it sick just like a hospis, sick a doctor on us
I'm talking sick like u when u absent due to chronic vomit
stop the novice… who playing up like they a prophet
knowing we the most demonic any god will get demolished


cho:

i know a crew of goons, who'd kill you like a mad platoon
feed you to some leeches, they like creatures from the black lagoon
put the spoon into our mouths, we some cannibals
like hannibal, we ravenous, and savage as an animal

i know a crew of goons, who'd kill you like a mad platoon
feed you to some leeches, they like creatures from the black lagoon
put the spoon into our mouths, we some cannibals
like hannibal, we ravenous, and savage as an animal