Name: ILL BE FINE by COPILOT$KODDY
Duration: 6 min 15 s
Description: Shout out Juice WRLD, I didn’t really mean to rip off your song. I just wanted to continue the flow man. Always got love for you.

[VERSE I: Slick Sloth]
still here boasting my emotions
now coping while fucking dopeless
let the dope hit
breathing slowly
look baby, i’ll show you hopeless
load the ammo
scarecrow no shadow
bloody pianos
sold out gallows
my mind so harrowed
from tragic backroads traveled
waking up with dread
pop off on my meds
nose deep in narcotics
window shopping for my fathers problems
do you have some options?
my hand numb from gripping the pistol
trigger finger callous
my heart out to my girl
i know that loving me is a challenge

[VERSE II: Lil Oozing]
garbage what i'm spewing
sluggish how i'm moving
dope is what i'm choosing if you ask me how i'm doing
i be cruising, coasing, using, dosing
just don't overdue it
hoping i don't fucking lose it
rope in hand
i tied the noose
it's open
another night blacked out
lying on the bathroom floor
i ain't gonna black out
i ain't gonna last out
i guarantee i'll have some more  
ima dive into the void head first
ain't tryna avoid said thirst
i'm tryna enjoy death 
worst things about me
constantly doubting the fact that i'm blessed by a curse

Sing Me a Lullaby, My Sweet Temptation

$uicideboy$ Were Better In 2015

$UICIDEBOY$ WERE BETTER IN 2015

[Verse I: Germ]
fire spitter
wood grain whipper
percs cut out the liquor
drank sipper 
fuck a doctor bitch and it’s still fuck my liver
head spinner
Dior on my bitches
they all bout the benjis 
lane switchin 
paint drippin 
hope the feds ain’t on my pimpin 
caught the flight 
we done took off we on pluto now 
walk em down 
his ass fried 
he in them pits right now 
bounties up 
heard they want my head 
This ain’t GTA
NBA ballin like I’m Kobe 
hella choppa blades 
smokin’ potent 
just put down the potion I can barely breathe 
Hennessy colored Mercedes big body we came for the cheese
Pretty please bitch I said once and now you gots to bleed
forgis on the truck when I pull up it’s easy 
bet these demons see me and they wanna be me 
I been out my body uptop like a beanie 
heard that boy he crazy he’s been hot like fevers 
please dont lose yourself you ain’t never gon please me

[VERSE II: Scrim]
Don’t give no fucks I was raised by them goons
Came out the womb I was gripping that tool
Kept the glock 45 in my backpack at school
Grey 59 boy and my click filled with wolves
Sub 8s just to keep my fuckin mind straight
Auto steering and I still can’t even drive straight
Eastern bloc wetto raising up the crime rate
Suicide bitch I’m everything you’re mom hate
G R E Y till I die
Drug addicts up and down my blood line
Chains more flooded than the lower 9
Hear my battle cry oh ohhhhhh
This that DNS slick
Call the EMS quick
Seats color period
Paint PMSing
If them pills pressed then
It’s still fuck it ima pop em
From the west of the Huey
Where we pop, lock, and drop em

[Verse III: Ruby]
gimme all your fucking hate
i need that shit like yesterday
only way 
that im able to motivate myself
“ruby such a loser”
bitch i agree with you what the hell?
insecurity what i sell
g59 the cartel
g59 the army bitch im bout to buy a fucking tank
east bank 
bound 
bitch im south 
of the lake
runnin round town everyday like wow ruby really on the prowl 
better pray
better take your family somewhere safe
i got demons with me i might let em out the cage
suicide live coming at you from the fucking grave
bitch i hide from the limelight im chillin in the shade
when the times right
ill be sidelined 
pay attention to my eyesight
checkin highlights
find the future of the 59 get em signed might let em shine bright and thats really all i gotta motherfucking say

DIRTIESTNASTIEST$UICIDE

My Swisher Sweet, But My Sig Sauer

$UICIDEBOY$ x GERM - MY SWISHER SWEET, BUT MY SIG SAUER

[VERSE I: Wetto]

it's the pimp player
money maker
body layer
say a prayer
hoe stacking
pistol packing
white boy with the permed hair
choppa sprizzay 
what the biz say
i just brought a cold front
to the sizzouth
gold mizzouth
ice out like a storefront
slick spit that mack shit
make the track hit
ain't no time for a whack bitch unless the mouth sick
face down in the mattress
make that back dip
make her feel like an actress in a porno flick
ride off in a Benz thang
took off with no trace
psychopathic with that 9 mane
i might catch a case
mask on or the mask off
it don’t make no difference cuz I slide with them killas, mane
they don’t leave a witness
heard you tipping to the feds, mane
must be off your meds, mane
pissing in his pants when i put that chrome to his head, mane
leave him dead, mane
saved his boys some head pain
one less snitch in the gang
that's a net gain
bet, mane
heard it was that anna you was checking for
ruger, choppa, semi
what the fuck i need a vest for?
have them hoes tweaking like a despo
smoking on a blizzunt while this jizzunt make that neck go
damn bro
wetto beat them boys like a guerilla pimp
never simp
bring your beef to god because i'm heavent sent
talk that playa shit
hoes they circumvent
shout out project pat
mista don't play and i been leaning since

[VERSE II: Blanco Leopardo]

bitch im angola bound
going down to the southside of the lake
riding round town
plotting on whos shit im bout to take
if it's fake ima sell it
if it's real ima sell it
outside of the lexus forest green 
i know you jealous
born a warlord out the ward of the seventh
all these deadly sins i think the fifth made me a felon
begging for armageddon 
i got eleven virgins waiting for me heaven
bitch i ain't stressing
pimp a bitch just because
blanco never need a reason, hoe
never tell these hoes a secret unless you wanna leak it, hoe
seen a ghost but i was puffin piff up in the mirror
you want smoke?
fit you in a coffin then ill say it clearer 
i got corners in gentilly where we slang that millie bobbie brown
never been on trial cuz the bodies wasn't ever found
thats how we do em down south
bayou style 
feed the gators when them rats start running wild
tryna bite my style
i got skulls floating in the swamp
i got bones covered up in moss
blanco burnin up a fuckin cross
all my demons know whos fucking boss
ooweeoo
who are you?
ruby rougarou
holla hootie hoo when you see them boys in baby blue
ooweeoo
who are you?
blanco in a coupe
uzi out the roof raining bullets

YIN YANG TAPES: Spring Season (1989-1990)

Chateau Gris

CHÂTEAU GRIS

Not Even Ghosts Are This Empty

[VERSE I: Yung Revelations]
can i ever get a moment to myself?
each moment that passes is fleeting
i try and i try to escape my own life
at this point yall should call me houdini
it always ends up with me bleeding
or so overwhelmed im retreating
back into the hole that i tried to climb out of
it always ends up self defeating
i'm addicted to sex
addicted to drugs
really whatever will make me feel loved
i dont care what you think
yeah i dont give a fuck
im still out here shining as bright as the sun
and no matter how hard it gets no matter how tough
dont disobey when i say just gimme the gun
if i dont let me demons out to breathe
ill end up with some horns or a pair of fucking wings
come and visit me from time to time
to all the bitches that i was ever with
youre still on my mind

[VERSE II: Lil Psalm]
pushing that coupe in the rain
think i been going insane
popping and smoking and drinking is how i been coping and dealing with pain
snort up a line with my mom
yea i just be hoping to bond
another day working and wasting away the exact thing that i wanna buy
that’s time
i’m in that double R falling the fuck apart cooking up my frontal lobe
play it strong on the phone but i cry when alone cuz my daddy just hit a new low
fuck
every day bad news
every day cash rules
fuck what i did it’s what have you done lately
fuck that poetic shit got a chrome metal stick up to my brain just to know heaven for a bit
yea i just wanna run away
but all i ever do is run in place
the tears i cried it could have iced my chain
and on the best days i cant feel my face

Finding Shelter in My Larynx

[VERSE I: Indiana Slicky Fort Wayne]
i’m screaming fuck love cuz i guess i never got enough
shark attack an album every summer like i’m oddy nuff
grey gorilla i’m gripping my harambe nuts
how can i trust when my own blood be acting sus?
fuck
i got feelings i could never feel
keeping a blade up under my tongue just so i can guard my heel
constantly eating pills like i never skip a meal
them hoes they wanna chill i just give em vistiril

[VERSE II: DUCKBOY]
all these missed calls
texts left on read
when i do answer the phone
it’s usually “who is this again?”
i can see it in their eyes that they see me as a check
as a threat
fucking hating on me
waiting for me to miss a fucking step
they would love to catch me slipping
yeah thats why i learned to fly
always tryna touch the shun before i fall to my demise
broken skeleton scattered im only buzzin cuz of the flies
but i gained a million listeners on spotify overnight

A Little Trauma Can Be Illuminating, and I’m Shining Like the Sun

[VERSE I: Lil Remains]
lately i been feeling like i don’t know who the fuck i am
tryna figure out where the stage ends and i begin
‘til the bitter end i proceed with a hollow heart
cut my wounds and call it art
watch me as i come apart
pull up cullinan they wondering which sport i play
i say what i want and what you can’t afford to say
unless i’m hollering “grey” ain’t much else i gotta say
i made a gang and i made a way
and i made the wave and it’s here to stay
faking a smile while im flexing alarm going off for my anti depressant
my girl is up early and bitching and stressing about how im here but i’m lacking in presence
i tell her i love you but it’s lacking essence
and now i remember just who i am
but give me a pill this one for the win
i’m gone again

[VERSE II: Lord of Loneliness]
my type of vacation is isolation
i wanna be left alone
gonna see how long i hold until i end up fighting off temptations of self-annihilation
i’m holding myself hostage by all of this emotional blockage
i can’t fucking stop it now it’s all coming out
a verbal kind of vomit i wish i could gut it out
take away my stomach fucking rip it all apart
a hollow cage of calcium that used to hold my heart
i know i’m meant to be alone
i can feel it in my bones and in my soul

I No Longer Fear The Razor Guarding My Heel (V)

I NO LONGER FEAR THE RAZOR GUARDING MY HEEL (V)

FILTERED CRACK

DIMMADOME

hardest debut album oat; pray this gets me some puss. 
🫃🏼

Say That

Use my heart (Deep House x Jersey Club)

Shout out Juice WRLD, I didn’t really mean to rip off your song. I just wanted to continue the flow man. Always got love for you.

ILL BE FINE

MR.BEAT-THE-ODDS

Ramirez - The Mystical Warlock

You ain't slangin stop, I pull up
Parking lots, you ain't arranging rocks, I know that
You think it's hard cause you've seen it done
Slash heard, you're a sponge, never be your own
Man, can't you understand how I came in the game?
Yeah me neither, no breathin', it's amazing I make
My way out the other side of my personal maze
I was stuffed for a minute, couldn't feel my legs
I had to bounce, back, like the rubber band snap
Round the ziplock bag full of money that we stashed
In the wall downstairs, that was back in 2010
I was just about to leave, no one knew just how to feel
But I did, that's why I wait and feel
Calm inside cause I am real
I am me and you are you
Running around tryin' to chase this loot
Hop straight back in and then I glist to the finish
White noise in the flesh, hair down, never see me
I done tried to make it clear, I do not think that they hear me
Mic check, 1, 2, Ri-ri-rick in the building
Got my hi-vis and my blade look like I'm building
On the site with my clipboard, smoking and chilling
No hard hat, no whistle, still officially killing
Every fucking working brain within a arms length distance
You get melted into ashes and I'm casting you to iron
Turn you to a blade of mine, so I can use your life in spite
I make cash all night, fuck your money and your ice
You ain't helping nobody with the shitty words you write

Think about it
Think about it
Think about it
Think about it

ILL BE FINE

COPILOT$KODDY

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