You like Scooby-Doo whole van full of snitches. Muthafuck what you heard that boy handling business

Top Of The Key

IF YOU ARE THE ARTIST MSG ME AND I WILL REMOVE.

Tay B - At This Point

No Socks 3

Trapcation

Dorky Ass Boy

Trust Me

Yea Freestyle

Water

Cramped up to a tree, windy breeze hitting me
Laying dead, feeling lifeless
Defeated, frustrated 
All my decisions led to this fucking very moment 
Cold blank mask, the black visor glass
Corrupted cybernetic hand

Holding heavy weights of the guilt and regrets 
Can't shed any tears I'm purposeless
Every plan I pursued debunked and inflated 
What is left to accomplish?
Not even my nefarious intentions could claim victorious 
Frozen in the land of the dead 


Peaceful but sleepless
I ponder what could possibly be next 
With no discipline or motivation 
Of an endless torment

I've just created 
This bloody eclipse has brought the tenebrous and tormented 
What move do I choose next 
In this game of madness
In this needing for carnage 
This multi-dimensional oblivion 
Backstabbed, betrayed, it births my hatred

Broke to a cold sweat, I'm feverish 
I feel gifted and cursed
With the possession of knowledge 


I've always seen the bigger picture 
But I'm the only frame, holding up 
Questioning my own existence 
Even purpose, what is up?
What the fuck
Harsh reality, cold brutal bullshit
Why do I see through the lens, nobody else could do? 
I feel constantly stuck, living in my own personal doom

Every breath that I take, every thought in my brain 
Every heart beat for sake, every sound that I can't shake 
Is my soul brave enough to claim the weak 
Or is it sickened for the tainted soul for fate

Overwhelmed senses 
Force sensitive 
I reach closer to my break 
Mental capacity turns into 
Struggling sanity 
I've lost the ability to perfect my speech 
To project my love to safe 
I wish to fulfill all my wishes by 60 
But I fear I may be dead by 30

What is my purpose
In a purposeless life
What is to flame the spotlight
With no sight 
What is to gain 
With no light 
I've lost my way 
Have given up to fight 
I refuse to live in a lifeless world 

Where the only potential is being Recognized by your own wealth 
Careless for health 
Praising you to hell
Refusing to help 
Evading what's felt 
Erasing yourself

Purgatory (Prod. KROWKILLER)

Skilla Baby - Womack

Cash Kidd - Accomplishments

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