Talkin to the dead

BUZY X BOOG

boog been in hell

THE BODEGA

The Bodega

Storm

Stress

Art by Kelso.X (https://instagram.com/kelso.x?igshid=YmMyMTA2M2Y=)

Lachesism

I be burning all the pages in the bible that be tellin me it’s not okay to sin

prod. by urban wildlife

Dogma

PRODUCED BY URBAN WILDLIFE | WRITTEN BY URBAN WILDLIFE BOOG. AND BUZY! | PERFORMED BY BOOG. & BUZY!

Things that rhyme with Percocet (Ft. BUZY!)

Pride and Percocets (Ft. boog. & teej.)

written and performed by rummy & BUZY! (with backing vocals by boog)
production by “urban wildlife”

marlboro 27s (ft. BUZY!)

produced by urban wildlife 
written and performed by rummy 
Lyrics:

(Verse)
I’m screaming fuck you niggas 
Chill under burning bridges 
If you can’t suck it up 
Go head and suck a dick then 

I’m driving drunk in the civic 
Fucking with quantum physics 
I’m at the end of the rainbow 
Holding a pot to piss in 

A Cuban link for my
Brand new shrink
I got Sigmund sick

I was never here
I have no name 
And I don’t exist 

Suck a dick…

Going 90 screaming 
Take me higher 
My girlfriend I can’t confide in 
Still bust inside her 

Still got the blues
And I’m thinking of 
Growing out my sideburns 
Still tap dancing in a pit of vipers 

(Chorus)
Everywhere that I go 
I see ghosts 
I see ghosts (x4)

(Verse)
I don’t really trust 
No one
Except for myself and this  
Flavored blunt

Yeah your in pain 
So is everyone 
No one checking in on you
Man grow up 

Imma close the shades 
When the sunshine comes 
I just ashed a third 
Roll another one 

Yeah your in pain
So is everyone 
Yeah your in pain…
So what….

(Chorus)
Everywhere that I go 
I see ghosts a
I see ghosts (x4)

icghostz

produced by urban wildlife 
written and performed by rummy 

Lyrics:

(Chorus) 
Do I 
Glamorize 
The good times
The good times

When I’m high…
And I’m driving…

Memories
Always lie
95
Close my eyes…

It’s not safe…
But I like it…

(Verse)
I don’t really fuck with them 
No more
I don’t really know why or how 
We dissolved 

I’m drifting through the memories it’s old but 
It’s foreign 
Fucking in your old accord you hoped 
Would get stolen 

(Chorus)
Do I 
Glamorize 
The good times…
The good times…

When I’m high…
And I’m driving.

Butterflies 
Suicides
I don’t mind 
I don’t mind 

I’m alone…
When I drive it…

(Bridge)
Yeah yeah yeah…

I don’t know what 
To do 
So I’m driving 
Nowhere (x8)

(Chorus)
Do I 
Glamorize 
The good times
The good times

When I’m high…
And I’m driving…

Butterflies 
Suicides
I don’t mind 
I don’t mind 

I’m alone…
When I drive it…

butterflies & suicides

Billy

produced by urban wildlife
written and performed by rummy 

Lyrics: 

(Verse)
Still making the 
Same old blunders 
We’ll make it out 
When it snows in summer   

Need change, cocaine, 
Or slumber 
Burst into flames
If I wait any longer 

Drive by past selfs 
And the places 
I hit spray paint 
With my favorite colors 

Day fades into day 
I wonder 
If this ain’t hell 
What’s under?

(Chorus)
All this misery 
Isn’t new me.
It’s just get old… (x2)

(Verse)
All this misery 
Isn’t new to me 
It’s the usual 
Pharmaceuticals 

Voodoo by the pool
These confusing lights 
She don’t need a friend 
She just need the pipe 

I’m deceased inside 
Peak inside my mind 
Find what’s wrong with me
Then retrieve your prize 

These confusing lights…
These confusing lights…
Lights (x7)

(Chorus)
All this misery 
Isn’t new me.
It’s just get old… (x2)

(Outro)
I could burst into flames…
Any day now… (x2) 

I could burst into flames 
Any day 
Any day now (x3)

Imma burst into flames.. 

I could burst into flames 
Any day 
Any day now (x3)

Imma burst into flames..

spontaneous human combustion

written and performed by rummy and boog. 
produced by urban wildlife 

lyrics:

(Teej’s Verse)
Yeah so we smoke till 
The whips on fire 
Bang with them guys 
We don’t fuck with the 5 no lie 
Take drugs, hang in the sky 
Get sad, shape-shift, 
Facelift faking a smile 
Faith been taking awhile 
Cocaine face in the pile 
Scar on my cheek 
And a taste of denial 

I, I, I, I… 

Sleep with a gun now 
Skrrrt all day till the sun down 
Fucked when my luck runs out…
Fucked when my luck runs out…

(Chorus)
Never gonna take me 
Alive (x3)
I’d rather die
Nigga I said… 

Yeah yeah…

(Bridge) 

Guns in my spaceship 
Blunt in my hand 
Police and tasers
Don’t understand 
I’m selling sticks 
And my landlords my neighbor 
I’m off the pills 
They think fix bad behavior 
I lost my soul in a world full of drugs 
I found my peace and she fell out of love 
I’m breaking out of the cage i was born in 
Popping a pill I’ll be out till the morning 

(Boog’s Verse) 

Slurring my words I’m burnt 
Backwood smoke I’mma ash in the urn 
Asshole traits when the fuck will I learn 
When the fuck will I learn 
Yeah yeah yeah…

Reach for the heat on the seat of the car
Backwoods smoke no keys push start 
Half way homes no sleep i’m scarred 
Reach for the ball I shoot no hessy
Bad lil bitch look like my pepsi 
Fucked in the back of the whip no telly…

(Chorus)
Never gonna take me 
Alive (x3)
I’d rather die
Nigga I said… 

Yeah yeah…

never take me alive (ft. boog.)

Tell me something

pleasure

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