CHORUS
Freddy Kreuger on the beat, cause I’m killing ‘em at night
I don’t even need a gun or a knife in this fight
Jason Vorhees with yo’ G.F., cause I’m drowning in that right?
Anabelle in this hell of a world, haunt you all your life

VERSE
This Child’s Play to me, I don’t even need to try
This beat is high-tech groovy, so I ski on it like ice
Like a fantasy movie, call me the Book of Life
I’m hispanic too, so it kinda fits, though
Not Mexican, though, lo siento, Cariño
Money stacked, fuck it, my wallet fat
Guess you could call it CaseOh (Queso)
Kai Cenat, cause I’m also black
Gotta flex my genes, nigga, check the facts
Used to eat on the floor, nigga, fuck, no more
My Dad went to war, ain’t poor no more, fuck that
We veteran winning, but I’m still sinning
And I’m still grinning, bitch, fuck your feelings
Demolish the beat, yo bitch swallow my meat
Knew she was a freak when she swallowed my semen
Bad babysitter, bad-bitch getter, get that head and I’m finna dip
You wish you could ever do this better
You can’t hoe, mother fucker, don’t trip
Brodie brought the lean in, I’m finna sip
But the bottle clear, he got busted, shit
“Shoulda put it in a bottle”, Isaiah, you dumb as fuck
Then, Paula, got busted for vaping
But by stroke of luck, they let her off with a warning
That’s boring, I hoped you fucked em up
Then, Christopher a Mr. Cuck, you let your girl get fucked by thugs
Then took her back, niggas gone mad
She cheated bro, you going out sad
Ay, Adrian and Jayden my niggas we bros for life
Like an alien invasion, you call me, then it’s on sight
Just tell me who’s life we taking, don’t give a fuck bout who wrong or right
Turn ‘em into Casper, these bitches gone see the light

HOOK
Freddy Kreuger on the beat, cause I’m killing ‘em at night
I don’t even need a gun or a knife in this fight
Jason Vorhees with yo’ G.F., cause I’m drowning in that right?
Anabelle in this hell of a world, haunt you all your life

ʙᴏᴏᴋ ᴏꜰ ʟɪꜰᴇ

On God (prod. jared) [songwars]

Blood Donor

CHORUS
I gotta be so lucky to have supporters by my side
They must think that I’m funny
That’s all it could be, right?
Screw being modest and my pride
I got a crazy, talented mind

VERSE
I’m just being honest, I know I’m right
You don’t gotta tell me twice
Hop on the boat, we outta here
Switch up the flow, I’m changing gears
Pour me up some everclear
My mind is cloudy, not filled with fear
Dear, hanging by the bayou
Hop on the beat, shock ‘em, Raichu
You could never do what I do
Even if you'd like to
Then call you Blade, I'll bite you
I think he wants to fight too, c'mon that ain't like you
That ain't like you, stop the cap, stop the cap, ho
Stop the cap (Stop the cap)

CHORUS
I gotta be so lucky to have supporters by my side
They must think that I’m funny
That’s all it could be, right?
Screw being modest and my pride
I got a crazy, talented mind (He's got a crazy talented mind, oh, woah)

VERSE 2 (nintendodogs)
I don't know what to do, I just feel like a fool 
Every time I write a song, I never like the outcome
It just sounds so wrong (So wrong)
I feel like I don't belong (Belong) in the music making space
I just feel out of place

CHORUS
I gotta be so lucky to have supporters by my side
They must think that I’m funny
That’s all it could be, right?
Screw being modest and my pride
I got a crazy, talented mind
They should arrest me, this shit a crime
Believe it or not, I'll do the time

OUTRO
I feel like I don't belong
The place that I'm at doesn't feel right to me
I just need to break free, break free

Raichu

Huh, yeah (Huh, yeah)
I do bad things, right? (Huh, yeah)
I do bad things, right? (Haha, right?)
I’m a really (bad) bad (bad) guy (guy)
I do bad things, right? (I do, bitch)
Imma make you cry
I’ve fallen for your trap once or twice
You could get slapped, you’ll pay the price
Obsessed with your ex, did he make you cry?
Well, I’m not much better baby, I could multiply

I was ready to protect you, put it all on the line
But I don’t mean to upset you, or do I?
That’s the demon in me talking (Ha, go)
Put your ex man in a coffin
Make sure your next man won’t be walking
(You won’t be walkin’, bitch)
When I get a hold of him
Take it out the holster, hole to him
Better yet, I’ll put a hole through him
Phone silenced, auto-pilot
Look at my wrist-watch, I got perfect timing
I could have him sitting criss-cross, choking on my diamonds
When I get his wrist, watch, I’mma fucking slice it

Right? (Huh, yeah)
I do bad things, right?
I’m a really (bad) bad (bad) guy (guy)
I do bad things, right? (I do, bitch)
Imma make you cry
I’ve fallen for your trap once or twice
You could get slapped, you’ll pay the price
Hey, pop this and relax, put you down all night
You cannot face the facts, so you resort to the lies

Pay The Price

Devils Night

Purple Pills

an oldie but a goodie 

This Song On Youtube: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0FNV8Mt_0wM&feature=youtu.be

Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/artist/7i7QjQCZUv3hYIwAHY490n
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Apple Music: https://music.apple.com/us/artist/ty/1489740974
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Pay The Price

Mar$hAll UNRELEASED

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