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EVIL (1997)

by Bed Marker

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0 (Intro) 01:58
Original music sampled : "Stoned Soul Picnic" by Roy Ayers. GO LISTEN TO ROY AYERS.
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RIP Lord Infamous RIP Koopsta Lets go You muthafuckaz want some anna I will empty out the full clip Pink rag jammed up in the mag I'm a pretty bitch Send they ass a Key of Gold Medal On some Fuckshit No, better yet Kroger brand They don't deserve it Slangin brown all day never touch Fetty If your test strips positive, shit gon get deadly I don't want no China in my Talibanistan ounce If you can't dig it Get the fuck up out my crack house Dirty 30s stay away I got the real in the trunk Vacuum sealed all up Like Peep got from Nick once Crack a baby open While i'm watching Fate:(Grand) Order Flualprazolam like a bunny Hoppin over borders So much grey market RCs They put me on Hoarders So much OG Kush in my lungs COPD quarters I CANT BREATHE! Rollin thru the city Box Chevy if U need a dime Every mans got his price Bitch U know I got mines (Verse 2 repeat sped up)
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(chorus) Fat mackin in the back of the club All my homies they be trippin And they sippin on mud Fat mackin in the back of the club I been makin deals all day whodie I dont give a fuck Fat mackin in the back of the club We got 25 guns In case you wanna act up Fat mackin in the back of the club All my homies sippin gin And they smokin on blunts You can find me in the city Rollin 45 deep I dont trust nobody I ain't got nothin to keep I got a pocket full of warrants And an MP7 I stay up all damn night Like girls from 7/11 Been mackin 24/7 Yeah i'll sleep when i'm dead Cuz I been runnin I been gunnin Tryna snatch this bread. (chorus) Fat mackin in the back of the club All this chinese gutter oil Got my stomach fucked up Fat mackin in the back of the club Off the Pins Fuck a Xan Bitch we gettin fucked up. -slow-
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A wilted tulip in a broken vase A broken promise and a list of flaws The street lights beckon on an icy call Nothing but a fantasy among these walls Denial is a bitch, and we've met before Anger and contempt knocking at my door (Chorus) If I fell into Hell, Would you even care? Would you shout out loud for more attention to bare? (Bridge) You only needed all that I could give "How much is that to ask?" she said. I never needed U anyway U never needed me anyway
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(Chorus) Fuck this shit I'm goin home I threw my phone out on the road Fuck you too, I hope you know that you ain't shit to me no more ------------ (Verse 1) Cynical Critical Like a Pinnacle A pinnacle of gettin physical and actin criminal Fuck you in your shitter, hoe I'll just go back to doin Blow Detroit speakin' Brown not some muthafuckin Coco R.I.P. CoCo R.I.P. Tilson Fetty took em' from me ripped us up like fabric Poof! fuckin Magic Shits hella Tragic Ya hook a muthafucka up with Pins on some lad shit Then you turn your back He straight dipped on a deal tip To go fix fix with some trife bitch That made ya both wait 40 fuckin' minutes Now you're in a fuckin jam What you bout to do, bitch? P-P-Pistol packin Often slackin Lookin like a dumbass I got 10 Dilaudid in my ass, ridin first class Run up on me bitch i'll have you broken like a Scripto I'm up in the pit, throwin 4's U in the back row (Chorus)
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(Portuguese - extremely roughly translated) I'm about to make this party jump Hit hit Bumpin (x100) --- Put your hands on the floor! (x100)
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(chorus) MISS ME WITH THAT FUCKSHIT IM GOOD ON IT IM SO DEPRESSED I WANNA DIE I PUT THE HOOD ON IT (x2) (verse 1) EVERYDAY I WAKE UP WISH I DIDNT COSMIC LONELINESS CRYIN IN THE HONDA CIVIC SHIT I MIGHT BE SAD BUT YOU KNOW I STILL GOT CUSTIES SERVIN SO MUCH CRACK AND PILLS I HOPE THEY DONT BUST ME MADE A QUICK 100 ON A DASH I CANT LIE BRUH I MISS HER FUCKING ASS SO YOU KNOW IM SMOKIN EXTRA GAS LYRICA AND MORPHINE BITCH IM BOUT TO BLAST IM SO BORED WITH THESE STREET DRUGS IM SO BORED WITH THESE FAKE DRUGGSSSS!!!!!!!!!!!!!! RUN UP IN YO HOUSE WITH THE 45 IF YOU SELLIN DIRTY 30s MOTHERFUCKER BETTER HIDE CUZ IM VIGILANTE ON THIS SHIT, BITCH YOU BETTER PRAY TO FUCKING GOD YOU AIN'T GOT KIDS (: (chorus)
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Was it even ever worth it? Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh 'cuz it was to me. It was to me. Do you think its gonna work this time though? Do you think theres even gonna be a plan For us- sowecanhaveapicnic andthenrunintothesunset holdinghandsandthen wecanalwaysdowhatwewant andnoonecantellusshit becausewegoteachotherallthetimeand- Oh oh oh oh. Lol.
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"It appears to be some radio interference from a nearby Pirate Radio station..." (prod. kid plastic) ======= Genre: - Hard trance - Tech trance - UK Hard house
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(Chorus) ERRBODY IN THIS BITCH GETTIN FUCKED UP POP A PILL, SMOKE A BLUNT, GRAB A DAMN CUP! FAT MACKIN OUT FRONT WITH THE BUB GOT A BOX IN THE TRUCK SEALED PINTS OF THE MUD (Verse 1) CATCH ME RIDIN DIRTY IN THE CUT WITH A QUARTER OUNCE OF ICE & COCAINE IN THE TRUNK I JUST SOLD A LOOSE GRAM OF SOME MF BUNK CUT IT WITH THE FUNK IN THE END ITS ALL JUNK SWERVIN DOWN THE STREET TRASH BAG FULL OF WEED BUT DAMN THESE KLONOPINS AND DIPHENHYDRAMINES GOT ME TEED IMMA TELL YALL MUTHAFUCKAZ WHAT I REALLY NEED I'M BOUT TO PULL THIS CAR OVER LEVEL OUT, SHOOT SOME SPEED. (Verse 2) LUNGS FILLED UP WITH SOME FUCKIN SOUR TANGIE DOUBLE CUP FILLED UP WITH PURPLE SOUR CANDY BABY TEK WITH THE AIR HOLES POINTED AT YA I AINT GONNA HAVE TO USE IT UNLESS YOU WANT THAT ANNA YOU GONNA GET WHATS COMIN TO YOU, KEVIN. YOU BURNT SO MANY BRIDGES NOW YOUR LIFE'S LIKE TOWER 7 (NO ONE KNOWS AND NO ONE CARES!) I SEE YOU LOOKIN AT ME UP AND DOWN SIDEWAYS BUT DON'T WORRY IT WAS A BB GUN ANYWAY... ======= Genre: - Industrial hip-hop - Experimental hip-hop - Trap
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(chorus) I'm at the plug's house and you know we rollin Task Force Bitch Mob and we totin' Shotgun strappin never lackin Bitch you know it I got some Flubromazolam comin from Poland. Tankin with the K I'm not talkin weapons I be talkin bout the tranq What you say? What'd you say? I been smokin too much crank I been up for like 6 muthafuckin days Buprenorphine in my veins I been sippin hella water While my dinner is some Lays (chorus) And you know i'm smokin Supercharger in my lungs Got me chokin -slow- Got some pints of the potion If you want some hit my line You'll get the ocean Pints of the potion
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Blood in my veins Blood in my eyes I wish I could feel what U decide I wish I could dive into UR emerald eyes I wanna dive head first in a pool of UR lies & Aw little mama I want that saccharine love that makes my blood sugar rise (chorus) You're the perfect eraser Just put it on paper Just you only you I wanna take a sip of UR skin I wanna dive head straight first into your sin I wanna swan dive right into your eyes I wanna land a Tre-flip right between UR thighs !!! (chorus) JUST YOU.
13.
MY HEART IT BEATS THE NERVES RIGHT OUT MY FUCKING BODY YOU TREAT ME LIKE A GOD I'M NOTHING BUT A ZOMBIE IM SICK OF ALL THE LUST I MASK WITH DRUGS TO KEEP YOU AWAY YOU NEVER ACKNOWLEDGE YOUR PROBLEMS MAYBE YOU WILL TODAY MY HEART MY HEART BEATS HARD ENOUGH 2 KILL U (x2) FUCK IT IF I WANNA DISAPPEAR I JUST MIGHT JUST TO GET THE FUCK AWAY FROM YOU AND ALL THE DAMN FIGHTS MAYBE ILL JUST SURF COUCHES SOMEWHERE IN NEW YORK CITY WHERE I CAN DO WHAT I WANT WHEN I WANT AND LOOK PRETTY FUCK IT! GET VAXXED JUST SO I CAN GO RAVE AND IF SOMETHING GOES WRONG FUCK IT, WHAT IS THERE TO SAVE?! NOTHIN! :/
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Keep in line, keep in time with the drum And don't forget we're nothing yet but Bed Marker! Are you coming to or coming fro? The understanding that I'm handing it to you Or is that a job you won't dare do? Listen pretty flower, there's a letter for you You'll find it on the shelf Though it was posted in Calcutta & I know it's just another Letter written 4 urself. ooo oooo Wе watch a distant drum a-flashing On the beat in all his, Pierrot fashion... (repeat refrain with lala's)

about

Debut release from Ohio-based experimental artist Bed Marker.

The story behind the title, album cover, and artist name on this record comes from when I was little, id always make fake bands, fake album covers and all these faux-backstories.

Of all of these bands I remembered one.
And I wanted to bring it to life.

For reasons unknown to my now 26 year old brain, "Bed Marker" was the name of the band. The album was released in 1997 and it was called Evil. With this exact cover with exact colors. Even the Parental Advisory is an exact replica of my 7 year old selfs' version.

However, I never meant for it to be a giant compilation of insanity recorded on tape.

Enjoy.
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Genre:
- Experimental
- Experimental hip-hop
- Industrial hip-hop
- Digicore
- Plugg
- Hard trance
- Noise funk
- Darkwave
- Hyperpop
- Phonk
- Funk carioca
- Freak folk

credits

released September 30, 2021

Marker - Vocals, Songwriting, Programming, Mastering and Mixing
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This album is dedicated to Paris Alexander AKA Golden Boy ~
I love you.
R.I.P.
I wish u could have heard it.

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Bed Marker Toledo, Ohio

Formed in 2020, Bed Marker was originally forged as a pseudonym to release all the music I made that didn't fit elsewhere with other projects.

"Bed Marker's music spans incredibly wide in style, often offering intentionally sloppy and off-beat takes on a plethora of music genres - that often pushes the limits of said genres so far that it almost comes across as satire to the listener."
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