mask 2 [prod. augi]

produced and mixed by scott green & jyski

lyrics:

Fuck a hoe, I need my bread before I eat
Barely popping pills but i still smoke before i sleep
Yeah i know I'm in too deep
I got fam who swear they care about me but it's rare we speak

Still I stay low, moving with some weight I got a payload,
Baddie little bitch, she suck me up until I say no
I got sesh from out in Texas, I count checks up like some pesos
I don't speak no Spanish but my tracks are always fuego

So what you heard about, I don't know your language
What your words about
Baggie full of cabbage, we can serve it out
How you know about me? fuck your word of mouth
If we got some beef then we can't work it out
Run your mouth, don't know what you're talking bout

I got these pressed pills in my body in my brain and in my bag
I got bitches in my dms gettin angry gettin mad
yeah I see em I ain't read em I ain't ever message back
I got hot wheels on the way to come and get me for some gas
all my life I promise I won't end up like my dad nah
funny that think I just turned out a little badder
maybe I can change it I might make my family prouder
I might never change though I might end up in the ground huh?

2 deep [prod. jyski x scott green]

lyrics:
I got some hate in my heart for this hoe
Try, but I can't let her go
Demons keep dancing with phantoms inside of my head
Why won't they leave me alone
I got more scars, then there's cars on the road
Don't care bout which way I go, whether i fall or i float
Thats why I keep to myself, stay on my own
That's how it be in my head
Feels like That's all that I know
I got some ops who still wish I was dead
I got some family who wish I'd come home
I sold myself all these lies, and I bought em
It's easier dealin wit life when you're stoned
I got surprised, by these lies, when I first ever heard em, but now I just wish I had known
I gave my life to the streets now it's fuck em
Too many times, in this spot I've been stuck in
It never helped when you made me feel helpless
And now that I'm helping, im pushing your buttons
Came from the dirt, but it don't make a difference
Need me a restart I feel like Im glitching
Barely alive, when you tell me slide
Something inside me has really gone missin

Back in the day with the scripts, it was just how i lived now im tryna live different 
everybody talks shit, talk lies and we just wont listen 
one question, do you want life or a sentence 
homebody just signed his deathwish
I was too young when my mum fucked up her life from the drugs 
now she got me and my nan all stressed out cause she hasnt called me up in nine months
I dont need friends who try to keep up, i just need family 
family needs love, family needs trust like an alias 
I be too caught up in shady shit 
I sold my soul for this bank still havent signed on the line 
Bitch i go hard in the paint, dont you be worried bout mine
Bro i still know what it aint, you got the resale for the retail 
i guess that makes me a snake 
no they wont let you all in, you just get stopped at the gate 
something something to your face (bitch)

hate in my heart [prod. jyski]

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Qxbq7ZBijsY&ab_channel=jyski
prod. phil mitchell
engineered by jyski

lyrics:

hit my peak, now theyre skipping the bloopers
rich ass bitch in her mums mini Cooper
broken in the past that's why Im stackin for the future
when you make it out the spot, where they forgot they ever knew ya

ain't a Cinderella story, bitch we knew the shoe would never fit
smoke a lot of weed, so that must mean that Im selling it
used to fuck somes hoes, now I don't, they're irrelevant
staring at the wall, if they could talk then they'd be telling it

word, and I've been blessed with a curse
can't be stressing bout a hoe if you been stressing bout work
came from sleeping in the house, to making home in the dirt
keep my head up for the people who been bad or been worse
now I'm sleezy like a dope dealer,
tell my girl I love her, but i cannot cope with her
tellin nan imma turn out as a mad case
tell my girl she hasn't seen me on my bad days
still I'm dripping like some water in the bass strait
and I know your ass was stealing out my chop and my stash place everyday I'm working so its fuck them, I could never trust my house mates
starting making music, just to copy me and clout chase

if you're a wizard then you're one that's from the Waverley
never did you dirty but you all still had to play with me
man I'm making moves like movies it feels make believe
had to cut em off before they went out there disgracing me

go and tellem some

ode to home [prod. phil mitchell] VID IN DESC

vox, prod, mix +master by me

Imma take one more, one, now im going, going ,gone,
When i made it out of my car, but aint make it past the front lawn 

In the kitchen all itchy, miss willzy, missed being one of his calls
When the tide goes down, and the lights go out, what the fuck do I do with these thoughts

 What you know bout pain, im out these chains, im off my leash 
When I seen my mother OD, and I watched my bro go sleep, 
When its nights, there no point crying, theyre dying tryna chase pipe dreams 
I dunno bout violence, but im fighting tryna get to sleep 

LIKE FUCK IT IM COMING TOO, CAUSE THIS WORLD FEELS ALL TOO EVIL, 
WHILE MY THOUGHTS CAN BE DECIEVING, WHAT DID WILL WANT ME TO DO 
MAN I MISS YOU BROTHER, IM BROKEN AND CHOKING WHENEVER I TALK 
CAUSE I WAKE UP SHAKING AND PRAYING THAT YOU GIVE ME A CALL 

And it all tried taking me, the pills id take would straight numb it out, temporarily 
i tried running out on my family, with a rope crying at the cemetary
No more everlonging, thats our favourite song, to get high to, to go cry to, when its night time, and im inside, I can still get suicidal

Butterflies [prod. in august]

Hell yeah, like fuck im giving up
No way Im giving in 

I got people round by the wayside who I really know need a win 
I got plenty time, tryna make it right by the PM let it spin 

How many dreams
How many dreams We never achieve 
All of the time that we wasted asleep 
Nightmares alive and Im grinding my teeth 

Im grinding for me, im grinding for all of my family, some of my friends but all of my people 

I spent a night or two on the street, 
my hands made my brother bleed 

father forgive me, cant let it go on my own 
send me a chariot, send me a sign 
Id rather go blind then live as a ghost 

Come up and fuck myself, thats been the plan since 2015 
I guess thats why I havent recieved, anyones help its always been me 

How many dreams
How many dreams We never achieve 
All of the time that we wasted asleep 
Nightmares alive and Im grinding my teeth 

Im grinding for me

dreams / grinding for me [prod. in august]

lyrics: 
i hope you forgive me 
I never meant to sin 
dont feel like im living 
free me from my skin 

my son, my son, my only little son 
what have I become 
when I tell you that I love you then I end up missing
 nothing like mothers love

a mothers love (prod. in august)

Champange and cocaine (yeah)
You leavin’, 
Ill Find my own way home 
  frustrating, I can’t take it 
I Can’t shake it,
 All this pain I hold 
Cold days in, its been raining 
I feel anxious, 
god please save my soul 
I lost days when, I lost faith in, being patient 

We keep fighting, we keep trying, we keep falling
I been tired for weeks, now I got sleep calling 
Baby blue, the pressure is all on you
You’re precious, and im confused 
Bout what the fuck Imma do 

Im not no fuck around, sleep  around, in and out, 
When you wanna take me serious, we can speak about 
How you been at peace with lying, and how I keep on trying 
How you keep pointing fingers,    How I keep owning my end,

Like what’s its worth if we keep pulling these bridges apart 
And how the fuck we keep finding ourself at the start 
She said get over, but maybe its true that I can’t    
And if Im heartless, its only cause I gave you my heart

And if we end it here and now, 
I hope you never doubt,
How much I want home, but this was just a house 
If home is where the heart, then my heart was in my mouth
I couldnt get it out
Like fuck this ship is sinking and I aint going down 
You told me I should talk, I couldnt make a sound 
At least I didnt wanna, I didnt wanna hurt ya 
But still I had hurt ya, falling with enertia
started with some heartache, that felt like a murder
love felt like a fire, get too close its gonna burn ya 
people tried to warn me, Im a slow learner 
truth is half the reason, Im leaving, is I believe it wont concern ya 

Champange and cocaine (yeah)
You leavin’, 
Ill Find my own way home 
  frustrating, I can’t take it 
I Can’t shake it,
 All this pain I hold 
Cold days in, its been raining 
I feel anxious, 
god please save my soul 
I lost days when, I lost faith in, being patient 

Find My Own Way Home [prod. in august]

shell [prod. in august]

lyrics: 
shivers up your spinal cord, i’ll tell you how much i am yours 
shit we made it this far baby, I dont wanna die no more 
cryin till your eyes get sore
and when you told me youre leaving 
I told you find the door 

hold on wait, now come and see 
coulda sworn you said you belong with me
in the flesh (yea) or in my dreams 
youre fucking me up, im losing myself im losing my sleep  

you say you love me u lying for real 
i need a minute, and timing to heal 
i put my feelings inside of a bag of the pills and i cant tell the fake from the real 
waking up shaking and sweatin 
i miss my mother and i miss my brother oh well
popping a bottle and gripping the sheets, im a weak cunt i dont know how i feel

SPINAL CORD (prod. in august)

familiar pain (prod. in august)

prod in august - STILL BROKE

im still broke, wish i had some bands but i dont 
im still broke, i should hit dat lick but i wont 
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im still broke, but not for long cause ive been working hard 
im broke down, like im missing pieces out my fucking car 
fixing up a feast, for my gorgeous she left my demons scarred 
in my past, id wonder how id make to the light from dark 
but now im here, so my pockets aint ever empty 
treat my bros for real and thats just that how i meet my family 
everywhere I go I got an O and i got plan B’s 
i aint talking shit, so wheres ya wit when I get angry 
i been working 2 - 10 to get my bread, but now im fed up
eating on the cheapest feeds, know i aint get better 
coppas out the front on the street, feels like a set up 
when i walk these fuckers some of that cheese they give me cheddar
 
fuck being broke, i dont wanna be broke

still broke [prod. augi]

slug - prod in august 

hate how im turning out just like my mum 
hate how my dad hasnt called me once 
hate how my friends all say that, they want 
true love but its so fucked up 
cause they dont know shit, from a bitch to a brick
and there never gonna change
cause they cant change this 
18 months and im still in a rut 
fucked up, took a bar and im still fucked up 
filling up my cup, mix looks like blood 
oxy, codeine, feeling numb thats a enough 
feeling this Od, finna die by my mum 
and i dont wanna die, so in jesus we trust 
in the scene, on the bus, i been sleeping on nothing 
i know what i want
come up and fuck myself, easy im leaving, if you got a problem, the speak to this front 
im too busy speeding to give you my love 
  
see me out here better look the other way 
two black eyes underneath these shades 
one flat line, never gave me strength 
never wanna bust shit, never wanna gang 

bitches hate me cause i look like murda,
no talkin shit bitch, bobby shmurda
need a pack cause im down again
drop a track thats a fukkkin burna

slug [prod. augi]

face in a mask - prod in august

had 2 record on de apple headie mic... 
heres the video - https://youtu.be/eqIG1UTpnlo
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i put my face in a mask, i dont want people to see 
see how the worlds finna burn, feels like i know how it be 
i dont watch the fuckin news, cause nothings new its always bad 
know theres nothing left to do, worlds fucked and its mad
trying travel bridges burnt, i should put my feet first 
she dont wanna hear me yell, she just wanna make it work 
wish i had work in the city, sick of the scales and tripping on zippies 
sick of my drugs being on tick, and im sick of these demons that wanna come get me 
this vibe is so subtle, i cannot deny i feel something 
i wanna get higher my g, 
feel for the people that sleep on the street, causes its happened to mum and its happened to me

face in a mask [prod. augi]

wasnt me - prod in august x ifilia 

sample; the music - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=T7B8U6bVvfI

who the fuck said i was going broke… wasnt me 
maybe it was… we will see 
i plant the seed and blow my smoke out in the breeze
leave me in the street, i keep my heart up on my sleeve 

fuck the feds, and fuck the judge
we want change but they wont listen 
get my family out the dirt, 
then im dippin out of the system 
when my mum had a stroke they tried to fill her with prescriptions 
now i know she seen the light, theres no wonder she switched to christian 
and i know all u fucks submissive, 
taking from your pockets, never giving 
you might never wake up thats a given 
you know i cant fake up what im living 
i like to keep the fake ones out my business
hands to the sky, i dont pray to shit, save the shit, 
thats  that sheep and that slaving shit, aint it bitch 
i been to school with judas’s and anglicans
sat on the moon, smoking beugs with some aliens 
top of the charts, seems like the spot for my australians
i put on for the 4350 need i say again 
im looking psycho, how’d i throw up on a pad n pen 
parents might know, i just dont know what to say to them

in august

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