heart of valor

[imsorry]
very emotional song :/

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EDM DROP BY @brokitz

you never cared
wont ask why you gave a shit about him
im just a kid
and im so done with your bullshit
i might motherfucking lose it
all the rumors were true about you
i was right
i didnt have a clue
didnt wanna lose you too
but its over now
you dont gotta pout
its all done
thought that you were the one
you think its fun
but im holding the gun
to my head
you want me dead
fuck what you said
about me or all my friends
i should have never picked up the phone
im alone
watch your tone
is what i was told to be quiet again
i should have kept my mouth shut
i should have locked the door up
its my fault
everything is my fault when it comes to this
im a piece of shit
i know
i should have kept my mouth closed
i should have told anybody who knows
dont tell anyone
im so fucking done
im done
but i still miss you
i miss everything that we've been through
and im sorry
for everything that ive done to u
its all my fault
but its over now

my fault

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sad song w/ saffi

@resolve1k
lyrics:

full throttle on the gas i can't let it go
torched and cauterized my skin by acting ice cold
you would think the way you act is getting old
side piece blowing up your phone acting hella bold 

baby tell me if i'm holding on for no reason
think i'm too late for all the begging and the pleading
flipped like order 66 like it's treason
and i don't think i can defeat it

and i never thought bare minimum was too much
got me thinking did i fuck it up did i rush? 
was your love a figment to my imaginary touch
should've listened to my gut and left you as a crush

and i'm sorry
think my tendencies made you worry
whitney in my cup has my vision blurring 
and i fucked it up once don't wanna see your love flurring

crush (inno)

Air (p. kayprodigy) (sped up)

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prod. brokitz

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(hayarnald)
art by noah

i got blood up on my wrist
fucking kill me

why tf u keep on talkin my shit
like u a real bitch
u nasty ho keep suckin my dick
n then i pipe a bitch
make his head fall off w my rifle n shit
gave me head domed off while i’m slapping a bitch

i got blood up on my wrist 
i got blood up on my wrist
i got blood up on my wrist 
i got blood up on my wrist

why tf u keep on talkin my shit
like u a real bitch
u nasty ho keep suckin my dick
n then i pipe a bitch
make his head fall off w my rifle n shit
gave me head domed off while i’m slapping a bitch

i think ud wanna die if yk what i do to myself
i did so many things i regret cannot live w myself

why tf u keep talkin shit like u not my bitch
o-ok fuck on ur ho n shit she luv suckin dick
i got yr head in a basket i take shit on ur ricks
n i won cuz he pussy bitch
cuz he not gon say shit

i got blood up on my wrist 
i got blood up on my wrist
i got blood up on my wrist 
i got blood up on my wrist

why tf u keep on talkin my shit
like u a real bitch
u nasty ho keep suckin my dick
n then i pipe a bitch
make his head fall off w my rifle n shit
gave me head domed off while i’m slapping a bitch

pipe

[chorus]
pop a percy, now i'm gone
config hold dat heavy gun
he aint nothin but a pussy, bouta take his fuckin lunch

mac-11 spray, ha
bullets eat his face
we got snipers, we got choppas, and we comin out to play

come outside, come outside, im the reaper in the night
2 guns in my fuckin pocket which one finna take yo life

stomp him out
smokin loud
fill him up with hundred rounds
bum, bum, bum, silencer shootin put him down

pop a perc and then im gone x4

[verse]
pussy ur an opp
wait, better open up

we gon slide through
talkin shit up on da gang, we dont like you
black mask, black suit, we gon find you
we gon show u what da guys do

[breakout]
point blank leave em dead up on da ground
call in @clonerange,we da got choppas we got hounds
silenced aks, we got da heat dont play around
press me and regret it
(huh)
say my name forget it
choppa on me wit xtended
wont be offended 
bitch i promise that
and if you talk back back back 
i hit u wit dis big ass gat gat gat
gimme all yo money bitch
gimme all yo racks racks racks

[chorus]
pop a percy, now i'm gone
config hold dat heavy gun
he aint nothin but a pussy, bouta take his fuckin lunch

mac-11 spray, ha
bullets eat his face
we got snipers, we got choppas, and we comin out to play

come outside, come outside, im the reaper in the night
2 guns in my fuckin pocket which one finna take yo life

stomp him out
smokin loud
fill him up with hundred rounds
bum, bum, bum, silencer shootin put him down

Hi, We're Clone6

clone6

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