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Red Room

by ABBATIA

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dj mindfucker EP of the decade; people haven't caught up with future of the music yet Favorite track: Kill Your Masters [ft. Akin Inaj].
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tricerra.aldyn banger of a fucking album. 10/10 Favorite track: Red Room.
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1.
Dreadnaught 03:32
[Syd Solanke] Ha Ha Yeah yeah Gimme the hilt Peons peons peons peons What god don't know won't hurt em' Fuck em, yeah Leave me alone or be in the way I got a bone to pick, a rib I don't need a bitch I need me a cage Who's that Different look in my eye Been hold back I sin in silence I taught myself how to hide I'll be myself when it's time It's time [Jazz Vicaris] Who’s that Different guy in my mind I just act, my whole life is a lie Bring it back, I regret all the time I be talking like I’m outta my mind What would you do What would you do When you get the bread, split that with ya crew When I get the lead, I’m taking a snooze Don’t think too ahead, you get hung with ya noose It’s getting harder and harder to love Breaking the hearts of the women, I trust Picking up pieces I already crushed Yeah This voice play like Simon says Make that choice and lose instead Best friends with my fucked up head I lose everything for bread [Droogie] Frac-tal Frackin open my skull, doors of perception My snake is self-possessing Hands out and I can’t feel shit (shit) You not, me What's the name of that flesh, we Not the best, it’s just sex dreams Fuck, please, please, please Shock to the system, just what the doctor ordered Crack in my ouroboros and I’m shocked Shocked up by a new horizon, Enslaved by a new designer I’m the a real designer, babe-ey Sculpt the earth and my prey Sculpt the earth that I walk Scoldin all to piss off Lick the wind as I walk and you know imma Back street gore Trash meat vore Plastic, drum full-of-acid Gash meat tourist [Syd Solanke] I gotta get out Stat Something intruding on me I'm sure This can't be me like They're in the house I muzzled that beast and locked that door I been here before, why don't it click Giving in quick, who am I blaming I'm at the wheel like where my daimon Hop in that pit for the itch Brainless Gimme the hilt Gimme the hilt, yeah Gimme the hilt Gimme the ha-ha yeah Gimme the hilt [ABBATIA] Who gon' catch ya, god Who gon' catch ya, find out Who gon' catch ya Fired up Fired up Yeah
2.
[Dev Lemons] Lying down all day defying time and space in my mind Disassociate from nature Who are you who am I How bizarre Can barely tell the whole world apart Antonym for genuine is all that we really are [Droogie] I shivered up, just a bit, popped outta my skin You droppin’ hats and I’m present to piss But don’t trip, it’s a way of life, that I function Plauging all functions Birthday, shows, into the dungeon Torture chamber, my eyes Turnin’ in the old world, only no dice Runnin’ down heights, cauterize, all blight No life Cut me open on ice, let’s peep it Walkin right and I’m walkin left I’m runnin up to straight down [Jazz Vicaris] Culprit yeah Everywhere roam my antenna in the air Loop hole on a fuck nigga leave a nigga scared How did I get here Why decipher what appears I walk inside appealing to delusions I see clear Doctor can you save me, Something linger in my ears It took control of me, don’t know what’s me, I’m never here [Syd Solanke] Tip off the edge of the building No clipping I can't feel it Alive again, I'm tired of it like It's that pyre pit that pyre pit like [Dev Lemons] Lying down all day defying time and space in my mind Disassociate from nature Who are you who am I How bizarre Can barely tell the whole world apart Antonym for genuine is all that we really are [Syd Solanke & Jazz Vicaris] Give it, gimmi I'm losing my grip Niggas mixing elixer Appalling, you need mo' vigor nigga Yeah [Droogie] Stifling root of my prose, in the deep Shootin’ my pose, and it’s easy to see I wanna break free I wanna break free, it’s a- On me [Syd Solanke] Don't hold me back Feel trapped Detaching I slipped off the map Don't let me crash Error Back for a little, which life for real Liven the kid, rosin to sit still Ascetic to the neck, Imma crack my cilice ceiling Piss off the edge of the building Peel it Fist full of red, look who fighting the feeling [Dev Lemons] Lying down all day defying time and space in my mind Disassociate from nature Who are you who am I How bizarre Can barely tell the whole world apart Antonym for genuine is all that we really are
3.
[Droogie] I know you want it, I know you want it I know you need I know you need it, you heed it up in my skinny sleeves, yeah I’m that shadow in the staircase, cheesin’ Peakin’ off of endorphins, you’ve been seeking Take a peak (Peak peak) [Jazz Vicaris] Dodging a punk No running it back, I’m dodging a pack I can’t be a runt Huh... I’ll be up front I done cut the line Spinning spirals in my head I feel like rock tonight What’s ya Kryptonite bitch I been mortified, it’s no way I’m living like this I get super high to cope, I’m with the fucking pilot [Syd Solanke] Huh Huh They gon catch ya, huh Backtrack on that history Shh, like they listening Itch it, Don't fight Let the parasite Writhe writhe writhe writhe writhe Leave you paralyzed Lonely and pissed off Sick in the cabin Sweaty fist, watching niggas goon through the camera Fucked up, sloppy Force-feeding habits Net got you caught up in the web with arachnids [Droogie] Ratchet strapped to the madness Quiverin’ clicks to bloody havoc You could always want it, you could get it, if you need it, so just [ABBATIA] Please don’t let me decide Tint that shit and close them blinds [Syd Solanke] Yeah We online Bleed online We Won't call That time We online Feed on that blight Bite bite World Wide Web World Wide Web World Wide Web World Wide Web [ABBATIA] Please don’t let me decide Tint that shit and close them blinds [Syd Solanke] Yayayaya Someones watching ya I got huh but I need mo' Bite bite Watch em' getcha back Possum, let em' pass Wifi in this pit Schizo, let me snap Fo-Five on the sink Who gon' let it splash That imposter in the crib, looking through the glass (Who, who) Who the enemy, ha Who gon' send for me, hush hush hush Watching how I sin, like the centipedes Yeah, 5G got me sick, they not tappin' me (Not tapping) They seen me plotting when I click, I got fantasies [Jazz Vicaris] That boy counterfeit (Eugh) Got that bootleg shit but ain’t no selling it Got ya boo thang, artificial embellishments Back in my element, back in the groove Popping shit, cause you not that dude Track yo act, they watching you Stab my back, hoe what’s the truth [Syd Solanke] World Wide Web World Wide Web World Wide Web World Wide Web [ABBATIA] Please don’t let me decide Tint that shit and close them blinds Please don’t let me decide Tint that shit and close them blinds
4.
[Jazz Vicaris] When I needed help, I saw niggas that fled Had a gun to my head playing Russian Roulette Niggas gon' live just to die as a follower All of you swallowers sick in the head I got my demons round, they gonna see you out You a believer or you gon' be dead Any buhls come around, Fuck is you talking about Rappers my sons I’mma put em to bed He sleep Go head clock in, stay on ya feet I know you watching, it’s harder to see If I listened to kinfolk, I woulda been Winslow Now look at dem folk’, living through me You a lil pip squeak, ain’t really snapping Eating off ya deadbeat parents you a maggot Is you gonna dick eat or make it happen ? Gotta live that life that dem boys can’t imagine [Syd Solanke] Shea shea shyea I used to wanna be great, I changed I'm here to disgrace Gotta lick of the hatred, I'm loving the taste I piss out the whip, give a shit on the dash Y'all gave me the boot, I'm showing' my ass Shit went to medula, I'm hopin' it last Y'all tickled me pink I'm aching for lashes, Massa Move my weight Passion, MIA Pretty bitch, keep me sane Watch me lose my way Restrain me I'm too much she Ba Sing Se She speak to much, don't say my name They'll all lose faith All pray, all pray (Boom boom boom) I reap it all and stay the same [Akin Inaj] Boom Boom Boom Niggas done slipped, too soon I lost my grip, now I'm a mess I've been confusing my legs for my head I've been misusing the love that I get Feeling my heart so I spray it wit' red Dealing with parts that are poisoned with lead Dealing wit' parts of a whole Imma fold so I Rollout How How I got too much heat to dole out How I'm feasting on fiends without doubt How I gleam when I shout Bow Bow Nigga go, don't slow down now Chain make me lean no sound now Metal to the ground I bow down Nigga, I bow now [Droogie] Fuck do you want from me I am not him and I’m not her Feeding from the bottom of a wallet, no sir, not me Bleeding on a paper cross And paid off, with ya pride to evade the cost of no sleep I don’t go to bed like a kid I’m a bottom-feeder, no bib That’s me right That’s me right On the blind side, baby, can’t see light Fuck it lets go You don’t see me carryin’ the load Feelin’ like the Long One, never given dough, for the beats Pleadin’ for the heat, I’m a creep, had to kill a couple dreams, go sleep Turn into the beast, feast, cuttin’ through the seams Don’t cease I’ve been up late to the dusk, oh me Oh my Oh god, it’s squeezin; Opened up season Fuckin’ wit the boom boom Baby, so lick me and bounce To a timeline where you not fiendin’ to pounce on my lifeline Pussy, this ain’t lifetime Pretty boy pussies go a buy yo bitch a night light, ah ah You ain’t hidin’ shit you can fool yo ilk But I ain’t a Yes Man, do I look built Bend to the will of a trust-fund bastard By me, I will kill yo masters Take a little boat ride to ABBATIA Let the waves overtake, it’s amazing Eyes-wide and you still fugazi [Akin Inaj] (Boom Boom Boom) Boom Boom Boom Niggas done slipped, too soon I lost my grip, now I'm a mess I've been confusing my legs for my head I've been misusing the love that I get Feeling my heart so I spray it wit' red Dealing with parts that are poisoned with lead Dealing wit' parts of a whole Imma fold so I Rollout How How I got too much heat to dole out How I'm feasting on fiends without doubt How I gleam when I shout Bow Bow Nigga go, don't slow down now Chain make me lean no sound now Metal to the ground I bow down Nigga, I bow now
5.
[Droogie] Kickin’ out the cottage, out the fireplace, widdit Bundled up It’s a pain, hacking off a brain, it’s a limb-a-gain Layin ground, but I’m snowed around Mother nature she control the mound Shake it up So i know you ‘round Fuckin’ wit corporate, we might crack It’s a round table, I might snap Black envelope in my future files Get a lil crumb, for thousand miles Snatch it Snatchers Left and right and Up down Light my candles up to the burn them bridges down Fuck it, fuck it [Jazz Vicaris] I need the money for’ I hit the morgue Shucking, wrapping up boxes of corn Ecstatic, Ecstatic, I’m meant to record If not, I don’t know what’s in store (Alright, what does it) (At night, can’t function) (The heights) (My life) (I feel - it coming) (I need the money, for’ I hit the morgue) Losing my soul, weighing heavy inside They tell you they love you, they already lied Days getting darker, ya' easy to reach Niggas do walk ups, broad day sweeps Pop in the scene gotta get the fuck out City of crabs, you know what they bout' Brotherly love, ain’t seen none around Where was ya' call, are you feeling me [ABBATIA] Crash it Crash it Crash it Crash Leave it on the dash Bleeding for the last breath (Keep it cool, girl you not at home) [Droogie & Syd Solanke] I don't feel the flames Seeping through the pavement Rotten to the pink, crease is full of breakage Fit this sigil with a lymph filled slit Vomit in the sink, get yo' fucking face twisted (Yeah, yeah, yeah) [Keyshawn] Gang finna' go and you know it Gimme' a punt I wont blow it I got a masterpiece arm imma show it [Syd Solanke] A stick in the mud, and stuck in the moment Written in red [Keyshawn] Rhyming wit' poets [Syd Solanke] Sparking alone, hocking and vomiting green That's my kinda morning (Let it eat) [Keyshawn] Know dat the prophet is flowin' If I was sent for a reshot then im goin' Just went Giannis I'm buckin opponents Lord watching my back out for any atonement I don't got dreams to sell I'm a soul out of hell But I promise I'm heavenly potent [Syd Solanke] Blowin' a motor, racking the roadkill I ain't even crash it, huh huh Where my rabbit, Ha Ha I'm Reloaded, Ha ha Blackened a pill, my throat full of ash Watch I'll blow my locusts [Jazz Vicaris] Niggas gon' hurt, when I peel they scab My time blipped and I got jet lag Life done picked up, fuck my dreams Fuck up work, don’t talk to me Watch me Call in, call out Contemplate, what’s that about I pray to the lord my soul to keep I know this niggas watching me [ABBATIA] We gon die for this shit and Crash it Crash it Crash it Crash And sign em out [Jazz Vicaris] Leave it on the dash (What) Push me to the max
6.
Red Room 05:40
[Jazz Vicaris] Flinching when ya' hug me, my father set in stone Still stuck at home I been hiding in the shadows Misinterpretation left me shallow Guilt when I speak, haven’t called in Guilt when I speak, haven’t called in weeks Rotting by the teeth, ashes on the seat Sober when I weap Ain’t no [Syd Solanke] Ain't no winning here it's apparent I couldn't care less Hmm, hard to relate Maneuver secluded, it's all in his face I'm hoping we break So opulence heal what I couldn't wit' faith (I'd do it again, Hmm) [Droogie] I know that its Dad I know that it's doubt Right on the tip, on the edge of my mouth That’s why I’m here Under the thumb of a one who impose Stifling root of my prose Fuckin derivative, fuck it the same I am not earning this name Stripped to a chair, heels cut Feelin the smell of the rut I got no memory, days of the past I got no melody, reachin for the I got no message so fuck its massive [Syd Solanke] Wifi keep me bad Let it happen Go possum when it ring, I don't leave the pad (Leave it) Got my reasons, huh yeah I don't speak em' What's a homie, no-one know me Watch my back, I'm indulging Why she sleeping wit' a wretch It's the best of me, the green, keep her next to me My dreams meaning less to me [Droogie] Bad trip, livid like I’m living on the cusp Of the same sick, fearin’ for the day (oh god) I’m in the same ditch Belladonna showed me up the rope, I was nameless Turn the fuckin’ spotlight out And you the same one that blocked me out I needed you, in the times where my life turned monotonous, rough My father dies, where am I? I’m just chasin the dust So who am I [Syd Solanke] Roaming round this telly wit' a heater If these walls been talkin' shit I prolly please em' Hoping I can find a way to re-up Yeah Man this flesh been rottin' since I caught the fever Roaming round this telly wit' a heater If the walls can keep a secret let em' see it Hoping I can find a way to re-up Yeah This the best I've gotten since I caught the fever

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released November 11, 2022

Written by ABBATIA, Dev Lemons, Akin Inaj and Keyshawn.
Produced by Syd Solanke, james takateru, Brandon Layfield and Akin Inaj
Mixed by Patrick Sazon, Syd Solanke and Kaje
Mastered by Andy Morin and Ryan Dahle

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ABBATIA Philadelphia, Pennsylvania

Born and raised in Philadelphia, ABBATIA was destined to take root. The unkempt trio of Syd Solanke, Jazz Vicaris, and Droogie have been creating together for virtually their entire lives before arriving upon the demented sonic hellscapes under the ABBATIA heraldry. The future of ABBATIA is formless. With every new release, a brick is laid on the church’s foundation. Take a boat ride, to ABBATIA. ... more

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