
lyrics:
she just took two pipes she smoke a dier
theres a picture of you on a warehouse flyer
reflection of you and it all start rise up
no black doves when i step inside the warehouse
heroin cling up in my pouch
you can be something what you wanna be now?
im on 4 things i can’t feel right now
anorexic bitch and we fucking
i can turn a pretty girl into something
rock bad lungs now stop coughing
love is temporary meth is endless

in the day you’ll fall
in custody love
see im smoking on crack
got visions of her
what is it your on?
on whatever your on
when the wards don’t come
live it how you want

🥳🥳🥳

RockstarBizz - In The Day

.prod @svgntr

lyrics:
In tha cold weather put em down no old yeller
Feelin like a go getter, grow cheddar, bitch know ima dough spender 
Chose Splendor, bitch I’m pullin up into the scene look like the dope vender, 
Gotta get the sandbags in the bed jusso it roll better
veteran at the guerrilla 
 
Been livin in villas n I’m onat
Militant when I be peelin in but I ain’t feelin it then I be kneeling in blood 
Do it then done, smashin they skulls till I’m thinkin that they be sufficiently dumb
Hit em enough, ima legitimate sickening ignorant pig that been sipping then ripping it up 
Climbing the ladder ma pocket look fatter
but none of it matter 
It’s Abracadabra you is a cadaver 
I feel like Houdini and I got some daggers 
You see me and I’m ona run up a muck with the truck 
Hog isn’t givin no fucks 
I just be summing all of ma funds
Get a bag make a run to the dump 
Bitch, Get a rag then I’m cleanin it up 
Bitch, checkered flags how I’m doing a hundred 
set a tax know that I be deducting 
Fuck it, hog at the function
In the new buskin, 
look like a husk and I get to dustin, 
You is disgusting, I ain’t discussin 
all of these bitches be makin assumptions, 
Now im tossin you up into the dungeon, 
Ay, lasso on em, on they wrist
Got the horses for the quarter twisting like some liquorish
When they done spinning you’ll be sitting and spittin gibberish 
Plannin meticulous I figured it when livin up in the cold weather 
put em down no old yeller
Feelin like a go getter, grow cheddar, bitch know ima dough spender 
Chose Splendor, bitch I’m pullin up into the scene look like the dope vender, 
Gotta get the sandbags in the bed jusso it roll better
veteran at the guerrilla 
 
Been livin in villas n I’m on that 
Militant when I be peelin in but I ain’t feelin it then I be kneeling in blood 
Do it then done, smashin they skulls till I’m thinkin that they be sufficiently dumb
Hit em enough, ima legitimate sickening ignorant pig that been sipping then ripping it 

Nothing be riveting until I’m visiting, marchin in ima ona mission and I got a vision 
Bitch I’m bouta get it 
ain’t talkin bout lettuce, I don’t gotta sweat it, 
       
Fuck yo amenities, bitch you my enemy 
Less is just plenty go get an affinity 
Less you’ll lye in the infinite insanity 
Damnin these people committing calamity
Ugh
Oh the humanity, 
hog a new man and he 
plantin a famine on em for eternity 
cuttin it up in the truck like a surgery 
Bitch I been doin it nothing but urgently 
Turn and see hog make a pussy go burgundy 
Y’all are gonna needa couple mo tourniquetes
Hog like a serpent I’m 
Seein the throne And then ima usurp it 
Endin the show gotta Close all the curtains 
Certain, hop in a truck ima swerve it 
Turnin, bitch i got rubber that’s burning 
Up in the dirt and then down in the garden 
Started Prepping the Harvest 
Hog gotta barn and it’s heavily guarded
I’m onna tarnish alla the artists 
lookin at em all I’m seein is targets 
Ugh

sandbags

ig @nothing2gainnothing2lose

ya know eeza going dummy going crazy
u get kicked in the face, patrick swayzie
all the shi u said to me never phased me
man somtimes i think my friends fukkin hate me

u be sittin in the crib dont do jack shit
u a loser needa get up off yo ass bitch
wen i wake up grab my bong n i pack it
press record n i make anotha track bitch

they b thinkin eeza he could never do it
imma give this shi my all im gon prove it
even if i never make it know i tried 
u aint ever done shit wit ya life
so why speakin u on me u aint got no life
say u did you did yo best, i guess u did alright
imma show u that im better outta spite
u know eeza going up going up like a kite

yeah theres more to my life than ive told u
think u really fukkin know me, ion know u
disregard everything i ever told u
n they think im not on shit imma show u

stg i fuckin hate u, u a bitch
u a fukkin know it all n annoying 
everytime u speak my blood get to boiling
watch u fail so i laugh n im pointing 

damn this beat really happy but im pissed off
i just wanna fukking kill u can u piss off
yeah yo life is a lie like a sitcom
get the fuk up out my face u can kick rocks

kick rocks prod zepto n vlashh

hex maniac kobro - come around (prod. torchlightt)

Out@night w/ hed0rah (crucifymordy)

https://www.instagram.com/crowxann/

prod runawway + atomiclvl
cover art by apachesos

wake me up tomorrow
tomorrow, tomorrow
wake me up tomorrow
tomorrow, tomorrow
save me from the sorrow
the sorrow, the sorrow
wake me up tomorrow
tomorrow, tomorrow

you shoulda seen me layin there so helpless
you never woulda thought a crow coulda felt this
i'd be much happier, i wouldn't worry bout this
now im throwin stones around glass houses
now im feelin like a burden where my house is
i got blood and cough syrup on my outfit
i got bad breath and ratty hair, im out it
the key to all of my dreams i never found it

TOMORROW (prod. runawway + atomiclvl)

Issa party go nd grab ur facepaint

Mixxing/mastering by me @h1ddencourtyard
Produced by @prodjaurabeats
Cover by Truie Fiend @b1jouu_

Dead Space prod. Mystic Falls

Mystic Falls