(Hook)
Twinkle twinkle I used to be a star,
Everybody told me that I would go far,
Believin the hype, I was chillin in the sky,
Achievin nothin, and now I'm gonna die

(Verse 1)
I been livin a reclusive life, I been elusive.
Abusive and lucid dreaming, I been losing.
I'm cruising along this life, and makin music.
And use it to fuel my drive, I'm finna lose it.
I'm hearing this voice inside, telling me screw it.
I'm fearing my homicide, is my own doing.
I'm gearing up for the harm inside, it's endearing
Got a demon, slumbering deep inside
Man I'm beamin, a legion of heathens died 
An agreement, my soul don't exist at night.
And I'm leaving to steal all ya souls tonight.
I'm creepin and slittin your throat, throw you off of a boat, 
Fake a suicide note, and then I'll be alright.
Another target in sight, I look in the mirror,
Can't see myself in the light, so I'm leanin in closer,
It's fight or stay fright-ened, never been thinkin more clearer
I'm a sheep in a coyote's hide, imma be the dinner
I'm a sinner, when the wise tell lies
Blood in my wine glass, I guess i'm now tasting life.
My heart's racing, I'm pacing, and I'm Jekyll and Hyde.

(Hook)

(Verse 2)
God forgive me, I'm really a sinner, 
I'm skippin my dinner and I'm painting the town-
Red with innocent blood, hail the indecent flood, 
I am almost homeward bound.
Knockin on heaven's front door, I'll be another guest.
Brick walls and stone floors, a blast from the past.
Turning water to wine, I got a half empty glass.
I take a sip, it's fine, the wine is unsurpassed.
In the dark I lit a candle, a ray of light.
Is this heaven or hell, I can't seem to take flight.
In the hall of rock and roll, in the middle of the night.
A whisper and a wave, candle flame's burning bright.
In the hall they masquerade, every soul every spirit.
The arms of beyond, getting jealous, getting livid.
They say money is the root of all fuckin evil.
But money makes the world go round since days medieval.
All the money in the world turned my bros into foes.
Only money on their minds, bitches turned into hoes.
My thoughts are fatal, my mind is the tomb.
My brain is the cradle, my rhymes are the womb.

(Hook)

Mixtape

Chizzy - Twinkle Twinkle

(Hook)
Im rapping tryna seen, but aint nobody fuckin with me.
I'm rhymin reppin the streets, but ain't nobody givin a shit

(Verse)
I was nineteen when I got arrested for weed, 
knee-deep in shit, with God I was finna meet.
See behind my confidence, hides insecurities
I was tryna seek comfort feel, secure and at ease.
I was the class clown, always down to get around.
But I felt like drown-ing, afraid to make a sound.
And so I smoked weed, to alleviate my symptoms.
But all it did for me, was to elevate my demons.
And as the years passed, my anxiety got worse.
I was first now I'm last, like I'm carrying a hearse.
it's perverse, I confess, I won't lie on this verse.
it's a curse I detest, I don't like to converse but it gets worse.
Its like I'm fighting the universe. (2.32)
Man I snapped the rubber band, emotional upheaval.
I don't got many friends, I just know a lotta people.
Ain't no label wanna-be signin me, they be jealous of my rhymes,
I just need someone to-believe in me, gimme a second of their time.
This is my life story, delivered in all its glory.
I may get derogatory tryna-reflect on my life.
I'm an elusive recluse, i don't got nothin to lose.
it's the truth, I'm anxious even when I drop a deuce.
I refuse, to use anxiety as an excuse.
I been abused, seduced, and used, I just want a truce.
This is my karma for being bad, man - call me Bruce.
tryna-be-calm, I- gotta-become a martyr
Thought-I-was done, then-i-got-some more drama. 
I'm a student of the game, from the school of hard knocks.
When I rhyme about my pain, pay attention or get knocked-
out.

(Hook)
Im rapping tryna seen, but aint nobody fuckin with me.
I'm rhymin reppin the streets, but ain't nobody givin a shit

*Nightbirde outtro*

Chizzy - Fuckin With Me

Self introduction, my name is Bryan motherfuckin Soh.
Aint nobody know that I put my fuckin heart and soul,
In this rap shit, back then I didn't even know,
I'da be this dope, once I picked up the mic and flow.
I'm the rap zombie, motherfucker see I was born dead.
Rap calms me like Rihanna naked on a warm bed.
Bad company, I was young and rolling with the wrong crew
I had somebody, then she was gone man tell me what's new?
Not givin up this time, I'm throwin out old sentiments.
Embarrassment, I'm arrogant, they call me unintelligent
Like Ali in his prime, I'm flowin in my element.
My relevance impediments, turn ignorance to reverence.
And I be droppin and puttin a madness, thinking about tourin the atlas.
Y'all are sheep but i'm not the shepherd, I'm just a corny rapper.
I got the Kanye flow with the lion city dough,
That means I'm broke, gotta let the city know.
I picked the mic cold and then I dropped the mic hot,
Man I'm givin up my soul, tryna be rappin in new spots
im tryna be makin em bread, and i really be lookin for mine.
climbing the ladder up top and you know I be one of a kind
it really don't matter how long, I'm fine, getting better with time.
When I'm spittin on the mic, it's like, lyrical crime
When I'm writin down rhymes, I'm like what is the time?
When I hustle on the grind, respect my state of mind
I am beyong meticulous,
My rhymes are ridiculous,
I'm villanous and hideous,
I killed mr nicholas, flamel 
with my syllables
conspicuous-ly vicious,
they say I am tenuous,
serious-ly miraculous.
i am above invincible, 
i can't be touched by syphillis.
Classical rhymes, look at the times,
Horrible terrible sadistic rhymes.
Nickel for dimes, still in my prime.
Still unpredictable, stuck in the grind.
Bellow, I'm hollerin, callin out rappers.
Jello, they're all scared of me killin cyphers.
Coming for Batman, call me Michelle Pfeiffer.
Laugh while my city burns, I'm the new Joker.
Rockin the beat but I'm draggin my feet.
Busted the game like I'm poppin a zit.
Spirit of shady be livin in me.
Dissin and killin all my enemies.

Chizzy - For The Culture (Part II)

Don't know what it's like to feel normal again,
But I do know what it's like to feel immortally pained.
People sayin they hate me, it's subconsciously ingrained,
Plus I'm afflicted with anxiety and demons in my brain.
Welcome to the city where your dreams go to die.
I'm a quarter of a hundred, but I'm feeling sixty nine.
I'm still living and breathing, but I know I'm outta time.
Only time I feel alive's in the darkness of the night.
If you are listening to this, odds are I'm prolly dead.
It's been a long fight but I'm giving in to my fate.
And the nights are long,  blew a hole behind my head.
And as I die alone, daybreak was somethin that I dread
I tasted the resentment, with reckless abandon, 
I felt the emptiness, I'm longing for salvation.
I've neglected and regretted, reflected and goddamn.
Am I destined for hell? I can't tell, maybe I am.
I'm not a fight m a writer with my pen in hellfire.
The ones who hurt the most somehow always smile wider.
There's a darkness that cripples, the wretchedness ripples,
I'm tested and bested, my helplessness triples.
Conviction and acquittal, I'm caught in the middle.
Can't remember the last time the world saw my dimple.
Little by little I'm losing faith in the people.
They firing missiles now I'm wielding the reaper's sickle.
I'm dreaming, sheet's over my head, 
freezing, float over the bed, 
fleeing, im finally dead.
Healing, got over the dread, 
sleeping, im sound in the crate-
ceasing, theres no more mistakes, 
Fleeting, no more second takes.
If
I had a time machine, imma turn back the hands of time.
It's time to right all my wrongs and leave my mistakes behind.
This is my final act, empty out what's in my mind.
The past is dead, leave my legacy behind in rhymes.
I've tried my best and even though, garnered respect from wacky flows-
I feel as though, the world still owes - me accolades I should've won- 
It's finally over, my head is in the clouds.
I'd give a shout out, to the folks who never doubt-
ed me.

Bryan Hudgens

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