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Ts is still so David 💪💪 (David=peak)

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(art by @guapsensei)

LYRICS:
Break
I'm the farthest thing away from feeling safe
And this carbine zooming in right on my brain
I crash my car cause I be swerving out the lane
And imma zombie I be walking out my grave
And hoe I got no caffeine in my system
Imma stomp your head then I'll beat it till my fist numb
And I'll see you in hell, grab my pistol
Hoe I am a dog got me feelin like a pitbull

I just wanna stop breathing
Quit sleeping
Been the same for like 6 months
No healing
Every single day I mess up
Who's the real me?
I just wanna tie my neck up
From the ceiling
I just wanna run onto the road
And when that car hit me my body gon explode
I cannot stand the world, I throw away my phone
I be struggling to function on my own

Break
I'm the farthest thing away from feeling safe
And this carbine zooming in right on my brain
I crash my car cause I be swerving out the lane
And imma zombie I be walking out my grave
And hoe I got no caffeine in my system
Imma stomp your head then I'll beat it till my fist numb
And I'll see you in hell, grab my pistol
Hoe I am a dog got me feelin like a pitbull

BREAK (PROD. TRIPLESIXDELETE)

PROD BY @fucksomnia

COVER ART BY https://www.instagram.com/spiiral_/ or @spiiralmusic

TOMMY GUN [FUCKSOMNIA]

Lyrics:
D O N E damn feels like a waste
When it’s was you and me all the time now went too fade
L O N E I went to stay 
But yo ass is fake so I picked up the rake

Like slasher uh aye look me in the face no Jason
Still I got the scars but on my wrist if that connects like adjacent
Your heart now is racing
Think I need a jumpstart ready for a tasing 

Addicted to the pain
Like it in my my vain
Shout out afourteen
Audiobol heroin 
Singing in the rain
Shoot me in the face 

Making this heat like it tribal, I make your head spin like im playing a vinyl, uh
I live for more than survival, you riding a wave, but im making a tidal uh
Separate head from a spinal, you talking entitled, im ending that cycle uh
My girl be thicker than bible, im making my moves but they still in denial, uh

Stay in your mansion, bitch stay in your phantom
I slaughter like mansen  Man this is my anthem
Im sliding right into your home like im Santa 
Get peeled like banana, im popping a stick like a panda

I dont got gods, no masters uh
Im in the jungle, a raptor uh
I will not start shit if you pick a fight then ill gut u with laughter

I keep it sharp like a cleaver ,I know im sick But I don’t have a fever uh
I just got blood on my sneaker 2am outside of Safeway like tweakers uh
I would rather die than the sell the fuck out
I would rather  quit than do shit for clout
Take my name right  out your mouth
I been screaming and yelling you know what its about

(yeah)
u know what it’s abt
u look way better when ur laying on ur ground
toxicity growing from the hunger of the clout
u r never getting far with that stupid ass mouth

stfu u little twink faggot
i’m smokin up on that elijxh package
i’m rippin off yo limbs so u know i’m gonna bag it
ur a parasite like an apple maggot

i can’t take this anymore
i hate u from the deep depths of my core
i wanna turn u into a pile of gore
so take a step back u abt to be decor

injection makin my eyes
see everything as some lies
don’t come close u’ll lose ur life
i wonder y i hear cries (yeah)
with me u probably despise (yeah)
i miss the feeling of outside (yeah)
i’m always getting ostracized (yeah)

my brain i might need to revise
every second of the day i feel like i’m gonna die
i feel like i am in debt when it comes to my whole life
i feel like i am a pet when i’m laying on her thighs
i haven’t accomplished shit cuz i still feel like a guy

(yeah, u just got DGE’d.. 13’d.. u just got yauxed.. pixie..)

DONE w/ YAUX + PIXI (CL!PPED)

Lyrics

Took his bitch 
Now she doin what I say so

Talkin shit
Give the pussy boy a halo 

Government 
We don’t know the shit that they know

Benefit 
From the wars they steal our bag bro

Get that fuckin bag ho

bring no fuckin money back

That No bueno

I’m in space 

When Im high I find my way home

Gimme brain

Then I send her on her way home

Aye aye

Ride with a stick
I’m drunk woke up like this
Fuckin it up then I dip like this
Pull up I take yo bitch then dip
You know I don’t give a fuck about shit
Fucked up
How did I end up like this
Been through so much everyday I feel pissed

Took his bitch 
Now she doin what I say so

Talkin shit
Give the pussy boy a halo 

Government 
We don’t know the shit that they know

Benefit 
From the wars they steal our bag bro


Shadow realm
fell in hell

What the fuck is there to tell
When I can’t yell

Try my best to scream for help
It won’t come out

The demon lives inside my head
Controls my mouth

Took his bitch 
Now she doin what I say so

Talkin shit
Give the pussy boy a halo 

Government 
We don’t know the shit that they know

Benefit 
From the wars they steal our bag bro

Get that fuckin bag ho

bring no fuckin money back

That No bueno

I’m in space 

When Im high I find my way home

Gimme brain

Then I send her on her way home

Aye aye

(Bridge)

Took his bitch now she doin what I say so
Talkin shit give that pussy boy a halo

NO (PROD. BRONK)

Imma phycho I’ve been losing grip
Wanna rip your fuckin skin
Shut your fuckin mouth before you catch this metal in your rib
Pissed off I can’t give a shit
Hang your body
Goin limp
I think that your body should have it an extra hole in it

I’m gonna turn that boy into a ghost
I’m gonna turn that boy into a ghost

I’m gonna snatch your mf soul
I’m gonna snatch your mf soul
X2 

Talkin too much now I’m cuttin his throat
She doin lines like tic tac toe 
Better watch out cuz I grip that pole
Big bat up to his mf head
Now I’m breakin his nose
He don’t want smoke
Talkin too much he got turned into a roach
I’m on the block and I carry the chrome
Goin crazy goin monkey mode
I got yo bitch she takin my load
Better gimme back what you owe
Talkin shit I don’t give a fuck tho
You get cut bro 
Get cut throat
She wanna fuck
I told the bitch no
I’m gonna snatch you mf soul
I’m gonna turn that boy into a ghost
I’m gonna turn that boy into a ghost

Imma phycho I’ve been losing grip
Wanna rip your fuckin skin
Shut your fuckin mouth before you catch this metal in your rib
Pissed off I can’t give a shit
Hang your body
Goin limp
I think that your body should have it an extra hole in it

I’m gonna turn that boy into a ghost
I’m gonna turn that boy into a ghost

I’m gonna snatch your mf soul
I’m gonna snatch your mf soul
Aye

Talkin too much now I’m cuttin his throat
She doin lines like tic tac toe 
Better watch out cuz I grip that pole
Big bat up to his mf head
Now I’m breakin his nose
He don’t want smoke
Talkin too much he got turned into a roach
I’m on the block and I carry the chrome
Goin crazy go

Imma phycho I’ve been losing grip
Wanna rip your fuckin skin
Shut your fuckin mouth before you catch this metal in your rib
Pissed off I can’t give a shit
Hang your body
Goin limp
I think that your body should have it an extra hole in it

Art and beat by me

ghost

GHOST (PROD. BRONK)

I SAW THE DEVIL AGAIN
HES GOT MY BLOOD ON THE PEN
BODY PARTS IN THE SHED
I GRAB THE AXE AND MACHETE
SPREAD YOUR BRAINS LIKE CONFETTI
WHEN THE WAR COMES IM READY
SHE SUCK DICK LIKE SPAGHETTI
DONT GIVE A FUCK WHAT YOU TELL ME
THE BEAST THAT CAME OUT THE BELLY
DONT WANT THE SHIT THAT YOU SELL ME
I KNEW YOU NEVER FELT ME
BLOWTORCH YOUR SKIN IS MELTING
I THINK THAT IM IN HELL AGAIN
IN HER MOUTH LIKE A PELICAN 
MOVING WEIGHT LIKE AN ELEPHANT 
I JUST FOUND A NEW ELEMENT

PUT THE GAT UP
PUT YOU ONNA PLATTER
UNDER PRESSURE AND IT DOESNT EVEN FUCKIN MATTER
BRAIN UP ON THE WALL I WATCH YOUR FUCKIN HEAD GET SPLATTERED
I AINT WORRIED BIUT YOU PUSSYS YOU JUST FUCKIN ACTORS

WALKING AROUND WITH A HAMMER ON ME
X8

BLACK MASK
BLACK JACKET
BLACK BOOTS 
BLOODY HATCHET
X2

I SAW THE DEVIL AGAIN
HES GOT MY BLOOD ON THE PEN
BODY PARTS IN THE SHED
I GRAB THE AXE AND MACHETE
SPREAD YOUR BRAINS LIKE CONFETTI
WHEN THE WAR COMES IM READY
SHE SUCK DICK LIKE SPAGHETTI
DONT GIVE A FUCK WHAT YOU TELL ME
THE BEAST THAT CAME OUT THE BELLY
DONT WANT THE SHIT THAT YOU SELL ME
I KNEW YOU NEVER FELT ME
BLOWTORCH YOUR SKIN IS MELTING
I THINK THAT IM IN HELL AGAIN
IN HER MOUTH LIKE A PELICAN 
MOVING WEIGHT LIKE AN ELEPHANT 
I JUST FIND YOU IRRELEVANT

BRAIN UP ON THE WALL I WATCH YOUR FUCKIN HEAD GET SPLATTERED
X4
Ahhhhhhhh

(Outro)

produced by crvllly

back in hell

BACK IN HELL (PROD. CRVLLLY)

half a pound of blood n guts
half a can of diesel
light his flesh and burn it up
pop! goes the weasel

a penny for the children’s head
a blood soaked thread and needle
that’s the way the murder goes
pop! goes the weasel

pop goes the weasel ima stomp him in the fucking ground
do you like the music? where is jack you better look around
lullaby of death it’s getting scary asking what’s that sound?
torture kill repeat i’m not a friend bitch im a killer clown 
i’m in your imagination you can trust me take my hand 
let’s go deep inside the woods where they won’t find you no one can 
joyful laughter children playing that’s the shit i can’t stand
you ain’t gonna live to 10 i’m gonna end your life span 

look up when you talk to me i’m bouta squish you like a beatle
he neglected me i put up with that shit and now im evil 
ima keep you silent ima stitch your mouth up with my needle
pop goes the weasel (enunciate it so it goes longer)
head to toe in black and white i’m watching you all through the night 
i’m inside your head and ima leave you straight up petrified
tell your parents about me they won’t believe you ain’t that right?
might as well submit to torture don’t even put up a fight 
i’m a fucking lunatic you see my smile? see my teeth? 
fangs in my mouth great for eating great for chewing children meat 
take him away from his family leave him six feet underneath
laughing at his funeral i can’t believe he trusted me
i’m so fucking crazy i love to torture i love to kill
take you to the doctor and you gonna need a few pills
stomp my boots on top his stomach can’t wait til the blood spills 
see me peeking out shh shh got some spine chills
stomp the weasel on his head
one more time and he’ll be dead
that’s why all the children bled
don’t look underneath your bed 
i’m inside your fucking nightmares
i’m lurking inside your head
i’ve been here giving the right scares
one more time and he’ll be dead

pop goes the weasel ima stomp him in the fucking ground
do you like the music? where is jack you better look around
lullaby of death it’s getting scary asking what’s that sound?
torture kill repeat i’m not a friend bitch im a killer clown 
i’m in your imagination you can trust me take my hand 
let’s go deep inside the woods where they won’t find you no one can 
joyful laughter children playing that’s the shit i can’t stand
you ain’t gonna live to 10 i’m gonna end your life span

half a pound of blood n guts
half a can of diesel
light his flesh and burn it up
pop! goes the weasel

a penny for the children’s head
a blood soaked thread and needle
that’s the way the murder goes
pop! goes the weasel

LAUGHING JACK [PROD BLXXD]

WHY YOU TALK LIKE YOU THE SHIT
YOU AINT NEVER SEEN A BAND
KEEP ON TALKIN YOU GET HIT
BOY IM READY FOR SOME HANDS
I AINT EVER GONNA QUIT
ALWAYS STUCKIN TO THE PLAN
I DONT EVEN CARE A BIT
I DONT THINK YOU UNDERSTAND

HIT YOU WITH THE SAWED OFF
I’VE BEEN SMOKIN ZAZA
I REMEMBER POPPIN PILLS
UNTIL MY FUCKIN JAW LOCKED
HE WAS TALKIN SHIT
NOW HES CRYING TO HIS MAMA
SHAWTY EAT MY MEAT
LIKE A MUTHA FUCKIN HOTDOG

I HATE THIS SHIT
IMMA SLAM YOUR FACE INTO THE CURB IM FUCKIN BREAKIN IT
NEVER GAVE A FUCK YOU NEVER CARED YOU NEVER GAVE A SHIT
METAL IN POCKET I JUST MADE HIM RUN AWAY REAL QUICK
I DONT WANNA FEEL A THING I ROLLED AN EIGHTH IM FACIN IT
IM NOT SATISFIED I TAKING STEPS SO I CAN CHANGE THIS SHIT
STUCK INSIDE MY HEAD ITS LIKE A PRISON NO ESCAPING IT
LEAVE YOUR BODY ON THE GROUND AND NOW THEYRE FUCKIN TRACING IT
ACTIN LIKE HE WANT THE SMOKE BUT HE WONT EVEN TAKE A HIT

WHY YOU TALKIN LIKE YOU THE SHIT
YOU AINT NEVER SEEN A BAND
KEEP ON TALKIN YOU GET HIT
BOY IM READY FOR SOME HANDS
I AINT EVER GONNA QUIT
ALWAYS STUCKIN TO THE PLAN
I DONT EVEN CARE A BIT
I DONT THINK YOU UNDERSTAND

Part 2


I DONT THINK YOU UNDERSTAND IT
MAKE YOU FUCKIN VANISH
IMMA CAUSE SOME DAMAGE
I BE WITH YO BITCH SHE WANNA EAT ME LIKE A SANDWICH 
FIGHTING ALL THESE DEMONS IN MY HEAD ITS HARD TO MANAGE
ALMOST DIED SO MANY TIMES BUT IM STILL FUCKIN STANDIN’
IF YOU TRY TO FUCK WITH ME YOULL NEED MORE THAN A BANDAGE
WANTED SMOKE BUT NOWS RUNNING LIKE HES FUCKIN FRANTIC
SMOKIN ON THE GASOLINE I ROLLED THIS SHIT GIGANTIC
SMOKE IT BY MYSELF NAH I DONT REALLY WANNA PASS IT

WHY YOU TALK LIKE YOU THE SHIT
YOU AINT NEVER SEEN A BAND
KEEP ON TALKIN YOU GET HIT
BOY IM READY FOR SOME HANDS
I AINT EVER GONNA QUIT
ALWAYS STUCKIN TO THE PLAN
I DONT EVEN CARE A BIT
I DONT THINK YOU UNDERSTAND
X2

Art by me

Produced by me and gjc

MY MIND IS A PRISON

MY MIND IS A PRISON (PROD. BRONK x GJC)

FRYED - WaWuuWa [FREESKI]

HDWAV 5.1 - SW33TT 3V1L DRR11LLL 0FF1C14L R3M1X Levity - Flip It (AG Reboot)

SADNEES II prod. goth helma

Ig @brxnkx3

“WASTING TIME” MV OUT NOW ON YOUTUBE

SPOTIFY
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YOUTUBE 
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