Name: livingdeath - countin up my green [prod. metlast] by livingdeath
Duration: 2 min 22 s
Description: now I'm on my own n shit aint how It used do be

Fallin off a cliff and i see ya right there

falling from a cliff n at the top i see u right there

1/3 Solitary EP (prod. john mello)
produced by @johnmello

LYRICS:

Idio:
Even when I’m fucked up, and I can’t remember 
Just know that I’ll hold you thru the cold December 
The world's a cold place but if you beg to differ 
I’ll take you down the roads I’ve walked myself, girl 

You don’t know, you can’t ever see 
The reasons why I feel this way 
I don't want you just to drop down to your knees
I wanna talk baby can’t you feel it 

Baby can’t you feel this 
I’m running round in Circles tryna avoid feelings 
But i wanna feel it 
Coping with this shit got me lucid dreaming
AJyR:
Black nails, white hair, black soul, white drugs
It’s a 7 of clubs don’t blame it on me 
Look at ur hand and then play it 
The winners won’t fold in the world that we see 
Now that you fucking with me 
You’ll bump to the beat without knowing the meaning
Fiending 
You all don’t know bout the reasoning 
But here you all are 'cause ur feeling it like, woah 

Anybody wanna feed on my energy? 
Running on empty but I’m gon be running it 
Running against my components

The disloyalty 
I can’t fuck with opponents 
I stalk in the night with my brothers 
They know that we gon get up on this 
I’m just trying to be honest 
I’m posted with GHOSTWORK THE CLIQUE
Man we running Circles round you motherfuckers

Solitary EP (prod. john mello)

Circles

CIRCLES W/ AJyR [PROD. JOHN MELLO]

IDEK U feat. CasperTheUnfriendly (prod. xantu)

now I'm on my own n shit aint how It used do be

livingdeath - countin up my green [prod. metlast]

coulda gave you everything
that you ever dreamed
why the
fuck you treat me like i wasn’t scheming
for you
the only thing that gave me reason
to live was you
one point in time

i watch the wood around the hourglass

rot
so long to some fake love
cock
back the gun
leave my stain
on 
the worlds walls
kino boy till the sky falls
high like all the time
think my mind gone

think my mind gone

livingdeath - scheming 4 you (rot) [prod. lil altima]

LYRICS:

Drugs turned me into a fiend, now I’m back. 
Head is full of these dreams that I act.
Panic attack coming quick feel my wrath. 
Sick of these fake motherfuckers, watch your back.

Killing machine from the East.
When I hop on a beat, better know it’s me.
Fuckin’ around with team ‘til we come up with heat.
Better know we clean.

Fuck all these bitches they tripping.
I’m sipping until I can feel my feet rising up from the concrete.
Where the fucks my Jesus piece?

Baby girl, bust it back.
Watch me have a heart attack.
Got no grill, got no racks, catch me signing autographs at the show with some hoes gripping at my fucking clothes.
Sing along, let me pause while I fucking overdose.

Fuck it up, fuckin’ up…
Fuckin’ cunt, fuckin’ up!

Yeah I fuckin’ broke!
Keep the roll packed tight, bitch I’m toking all this smoke.
Nicotine keep me sane, I’m a ghost.
This evil I provoke, watch you choke on
on your lies.
Drugs on my nightstand remind me of bad times.

Oh so many sleepless nights, demons guide me back to sleep.
My head was caught up with the fights, now I am back up on my feet.
Battle this addiction mane, you know I gotta bless my team.
My head was fiending fiction, now I’m just praying for some sleep.

Deuce mane, in the cup.
Water creepin’ in my cut.
You won’t catch me blind, bitch I’m fine.
Yeah i got back up.
Never will I stop my cycle.
IDIO forever, bitch.
I ain’t going nowhere.
You can’t ever ever stop me, bitch.

FEEL MY WRATH [PROD. NYHTMARE]

CUTS

hi, i hope ur doing ok.

Lyrics <3

do it for my clique man i done it 
i love it when my bitch mane she tell that she love it
i wanna be the one who gon do it w my brothers 
when i say my brothers i mean the ones who gon love us 

no i don’t want nothing to do with your bitch 
i don’t want nothing to do w ur clique 
i’m passing the spliff w ur team but i missed ur rotation im sorry i’m running this shit 
i been fed up w the oh shit 
i’m missing my team and i mean it i just need to start w some communication 
but i cannot handle that shit
no i cannot handle that shit 

twist on my weed now i puff on my piff to release all my demons the reasons that i cannot fuck w no bitches
 i need this shit stable yeah not for the hell of it 
i don’t just smoke weed for the hell of it 
brother 
make sure my team get the share of the butter 
my brothers a cutter 
ion smoke mudda 
ima make it for my team my mother 

sell em ur soul
sell em ur dreams 
summon ur loneliness 
when ur at home 
u wanna go 
you’ll b never high as this 
we’ll never go 
we’ll never go 
im on my ghost shit 
feel so alone 
stop calling my phone 
it ain’t a joke bitch 

 do it for my clique 
do it for my bitch and the motherfuckers tryna tell me who the fuck i is 
do it for the motherfucking clique 
do it for the piff 
do it for mist keep it lit in this bitch
ion wanna run up on ur crib 
why my whole team tryna blow up when we don’t know how to live 
i just wanna roll another spliff 
i ain’t wanna fuck another bitch till the one that i love finally tells me that they never gave a shit 
i might just die for this shit 
i might just die for the clique 
she always wanna ride on my dick 
why you always wanna ride on my dick
like damn 
everybody jump to this shit 
mother fucker let it bang 
deadlung motherfucker black tar where it hangs
you wanna see a dead mans hand well i did it for the boy in the back hear a snap where his neck soley hangs

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Out of Office

ghost in the castle #kinocastle

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