[Written by: CrucifyTheKids]
[Prod. by: SAMASHI]
Lyrics:
𝘕𝘚𝘗
𝘊𝘢𝘯'𝘵 𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦,
𝘐 𝘢𝘪𝘯'𝘵 𝘨𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘢 𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬 𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘺'𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘨𝘢𝘴 
𝘤𝘢𝘯'𝘵 𝘨𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘢 𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬 𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘦,
𝘯𝘰𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘺 𝘯𝘦𝘤𝘬
𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘨𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘢 𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬 𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘥𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨
𝘴𝘰 𝘵𝘪𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘨𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘢 𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬 𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘳𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨
𝘺'𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘨𝘢𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘭𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨
𝘺'𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭 𝘳𝘦𝘤𝘬𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴
𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘮𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘺'𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘨𝘢𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘩𝘪𝘥𝘪𝘯
𝘺𝘶𝘩
𝘢𝘺𝘦
𝘺𝘶𝘩 
𝘢𝘺𝘦
𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘢𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘯𝘦𝘳'𝘴 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘥,
𝘐 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘮𝘺 𝘥𝘦𝘦𝘱𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘧𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘴 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘮𝘦
𝘥𝘳𝘰𝘱 𝘢 𝘣𝘢𝘳 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘴𝘱𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘦, 𝘨𝘰𝘵 𝘮𝘦 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘦
𝘪𝘧 𝘐 𝘥𝘳𝘰𝘱 𝘢𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳, 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘪𝘵'𝘴 𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘦
𝘮𝘺 𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘮𝘪𝘦𝘴,
𝘐'𝘮 𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘰𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘬𝘯𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘴 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘶𝘱 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘮𝘺 𝘴𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘦
𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘺 𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘣𝘪𝘵𝘤𝘩 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘦𝘢𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘦
𝘪𝘧 𝘣𝘪𝘵𝘤𝘩 𝘩𝘪𝘵 𝘮𝘺 𝘱𝘩𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘐'𝘮𝘢 𝘩𝘪𝘵 𝘥𝘦𝘤𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘦
𝘐'𝘮 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘵𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘢 "𝘱𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘭 𝘱𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘭"
𝘪𝘧 𝘪𝘮 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘰𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘨𝘢, 𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶
𝘣𝘪𝘵𝘤𝘩 𝘪'𝘭𝘭 𝘱𝘶𝘵 𝘪𝘵 𝘰𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘐 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘪𝘴𝘴𝘶𝘦
𝘬𝘦𝘦𝘱𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘸𝘰 𝘨𝘭𝘰𝘤𝘬𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 "𝘣𝘶𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘯 𝘯𝘰 𝘫𝘶𝘵𝘴𝘰"
𝘣𝘪𝘵𝘤𝘩 𝘐 𝘣𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘬 𝘮𝘺 𝘴𝘬𝘪𝘯 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘳𝘢𝘻𝘰𝘳 𝘣𝘭𝘢𝘥𝘦
𝘭𝘪𝘭 𝘥𝘪𝘳𝘵𝘺 𝘣𝘰𝘺 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘦
𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘮𝘺 𝘣𝘳𝘰𝘬𝘦𝘯 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘪𝘵'𝘴 𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘥 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘵𝘦
𝘐'𝘮 𝘵𝘳𝘺𝘯𝘢 𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘺 𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘵 𝘪'𝘮 𝘵𝘳𝘺𝘯𝘢 𝘮𝘦𝘦𝘵 𝘮𝘺 𝘧𝘢𝘵𝘦
𝘢𝘺𝘦 𝘢𝘺𝘦 𝘢𝘺𝘦 
𝘺𝘦𝘢𝘩
𝘢𝘺𝘦 𝘢𝘺𝘦 𝘢𝘺𝘦 
𝘺𝘦𝘢𝘩
𝘢𝘺𝘦 𝘢𝘺𝘦 𝘢𝘺𝘦 
𝘺𝘦𝘢𝘩
(𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘢 𝘱𝘶𝘴𝘴𝘺 𝘢𝘴𝘴 𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘨𝘢 𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵)
𝘢𝘺𝘦
𝘺𝘦𝘢𝘩
𝘢𝘺𝘦
𝘺𝘦𝘢𝘩
𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘴𝘦 𝘣𝘪𝘵𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘴 𝘧𝘢𝘬𝘦
𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘢𝘯 𝘧𝘢𝘥𝘦 𝘢𝘸𝘢𝘺
𝘐 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘢𝘯 𝘮𝘦𝘦𝘵 𝘮𝘺 𝘧𝘢𝘵𝘦
𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘤𝘢𝘯'𝘵 𝘳𝘦𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘦
𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘐'𝘮𝘢 𝘣𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘬 
𝘐 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘐 𝘤𝘢𝘯'𝘵 𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘦-
𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘴𝘦 𝘣𝘪𝘵𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘴 𝘧𝘢𝘬𝘦
𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘢𝘯 𝘧𝘢𝘥𝘦 𝘢𝘸𝘢𝘺
𝘐 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘢𝘯 𝘮𝘦𝘦𝘵 𝘮𝘺 𝘧𝘢𝘵𝘦
𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘤𝘢𝘯'𝘵 𝘳𝘦𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘦
𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘐'𝘮𝘢 𝘣𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘬 
𝘐 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘐 𝘤𝘢𝘯'𝘵 𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘪𝘵

crimson.

[Written by: CrucifyTheKids]
[Prod. by: sobernap**]
Lyrics: 
𝘯𝘴𝘱
𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦𝘴 𝘐 𝘣𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘨𝘩 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘐 𝘳𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘰𝘰𝘭
𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘪𝘯 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘣𝘪𝘵𝘤𝘩, 𝘐'𝘥 𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘩𝘪𝘨𝘩 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘵𝘸𝘰
𝘴𝘪𝘹 𝘴𝘪𝘹 𝘴𝘪𝘹 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘰𝘯𝘴 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘢 𝘥𝘪𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘺𝘰𝘶
𝘴𝘰 𝘴𝘪𝘤𝘬 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘴𝘦 𝘥𝘦𝘮𝘰𝘯𝘴, 𝘐'𝘮 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘳𝘺𝘯𝘢 𝘥𝘪𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘺𝘰𝘶

𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘥𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘵 𝘦𝘺𝘦𝘴 𝘳𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬, 𝘭𝘪𝘱𝘴 𝘣𝘭𝘶𝘦 
𝘪𝘥𝘬 𝘸𝘩𝘺, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘐 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘧𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶
𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘸𝘦 𝘤𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘪𝘦𝘴 𝘣𝘪𝘵𝘤𝘩,
𝘐'𝘮𝘢 𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶
𝘨𝘰𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘭 𝘰𝘯 𝘮𝘺 𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘣𝘪𝘵𝘤𝘩
𝘐 𝘸𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶

𝘩𝘪𝘵 𝘮𝘦 𝘰𝘯 𝘱𝘩𝘰𝘯𝘦 
𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘸𝘰𝘯𝘵 𝘱𝘪𝘤𝘬 𝘪𝘵 𝘶𝘱
𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘵𝘰 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘩𝘰𝘮𝘦
𝘰𝘯 𝘤𝘶𝘳𝘣 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘸𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘶𝘱
𝘤𝘳𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘯
𝘮𝘢𝘯 𝘐 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭 𝘴𝘰 𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘵𝘶𝘤𝘬
𝘪'𝘮 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘪𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘱𝘢𝘪𝘯
𝘮𝘢𝘯 𝘮𝘺 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘴

𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦𝘴 𝘐 𝘣𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘨𝘩 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘐 𝘳𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘰𝘰𝘭
𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘪𝘯 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘣𝘪𝘵𝘤𝘩, 𝘐'𝘥 𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘩𝘪𝘨𝘩 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘵𝘸𝘰
𝘴𝘪𝘹 𝘴𝘪𝘹 𝘴𝘪𝘹 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘰𝘯𝘴 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘢 𝘥𝘪𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘺𝘰𝘶
𝘴𝘰 𝘴𝘪𝘤𝘬 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘴𝘦 𝘥𝘦𝘮𝘰𝘯𝘴, 𝘐'𝘮 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘳𝘺𝘯𝘢 𝘥𝘪𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘺𝘰𝘶

sometimes

[Written by: CrucifyTheKids & Jerry Paris]
[Prod. by:  XanaxBrothers]
Lyrics:
"𝘋𝘦𝘨𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘯 𝘢 𝘤𝘳𝘰𝘴𝘴."
𝘯𝘴𝘱
𝘐 𝘸𝘰𝘯’𝘵 𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘵 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘐 𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘪𝘯 𝘥𝘪𝘦
𝘣𝘪𝘵𝘤𝘩 𝘐 𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘥
𝘧𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘥𝘦𝘮𝘰𝘯𝘴 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘪𝘯 𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘴
𝘣𝘪𝘵𝘤𝘩 𝘐 𝘭𝘪𝘦𝘥
𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦
𝘐 𝘤𝘢𝘯’𝘵 𝘴𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘮𝘺𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧
𝘵𝘰𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦
𝘐 𝘴𝘢𝘪𝘥 𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬 𝘮𝘺 𝘸𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘵𝘩
𝘣𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘱 𝘣𝘪𝘵𝘤𝘩, 𝘺𝘦𝘢𝘩 𝘐 𝘮𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘵𝘩
𝘣𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘣𝘪𝘵𝘤𝘩 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘱 𝘵𝘳𝘺𝘯𝘢 𝘨𝘳𝘢𝘣 𝘮𝘺 𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘵
("𝘥𝘢𝘮𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵'𝘴 𝘤𝘳𝘢𝘻𝘺!")
𝘈𝘱𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴 𝘰𝘯 𝘮𝘺 𝘸𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘐 𝘥𝘰𝘯’𝘵 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸
𝘩𝘪𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘴 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘪𝘵 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘣𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘺 𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘪𝘯-
𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘸𝘴 
𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘸𝘴
𝘺𝘦𝘢𝘩 𝘪𝘵 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘸𝘴
𝘺𝘦𝘢𝘩 𝘐’𝘮 𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘪𝘯 𝘩𝘪𝘨𝘩 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘐 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭 𝘪𝘴 𝘭𝘰𝘸
𝘺𝘦𝘢𝘩 𝘐’𝘮 𝘩𝘪𝘨𝘩 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘐 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭 𝘪𝘴 𝘭𝘰𝘸
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𝘐 𝘵𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘣𝘪𝘵𝘤𝘩 𝘵𝘰 𝘳𝘶𝘯 𝘮𝘺 𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘤𝘬, 𝘐 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥 𝘮𝘺 𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘤𝘬 𝘵𝘰𝘥𝘢𝘺
𝘤𝘶𝘵𝘴 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘮𝘺 𝘯𝘦𝘤𝘬 𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘺 𝘸𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘵 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘭 𝘳𝘢𝘻𝘰𝘳 𝘣𝘭𝘢𝘥𝘦
𝘴𝘢𝘪𝘥 𝘐 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘣𝘪𝘵𝘤𝘩, 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘢𝘺
𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘵 𝘪𝘴 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘩 𝘢 𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘦, 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘵 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘯 𝘢 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨
𝘐 𝘵𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘣𝘪𝘵𝘤𝘩 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘴𝘶𝘤𝘬 𝘮𝘺 𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘬, 𝘴𝘰 𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘸𝘵𝘺 𝘳𝘢𝘯 𝘮𝘺 𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘦
𝘮𝘺 𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘪𝘯 𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘬 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘣𝘳𝘰𝘬𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘫𝘢𝘸, 𝘴𝘰 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘰𝘯𝘵 𝘨𝘰𝘵 𝘢 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘦
𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘢 𝘣𝘭𝘪𝘤𝘬, 𝘐 𝘭𝘦𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘣𝘭𝘪𝘤𝘬𝘺 𝘴𝘱𝘳𝘢𝘺
𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘴𝘦 𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘰𝘸 𝘵𝘪𝘱𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘤𝘶𝘵 𝘺𝘢 𝘴𝘬𝘪𝘯 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘣𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘬𝘢 𝘣𝘭𝘢𝘥𝘦

𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘮𝘦 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘴𝘦 𝘤𝘶𝘧𝘧𝘴, 𝘐'𝘮 𝘩𝘰𝘱𝘪𝘯 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘬
𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘮𝘺 𝘥𝘦𝘮𝘰𝘯𝘴 𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘢 𝘨𝘳𝘶𝘥𝘨𝘦, 𝘐 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘦
𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘰𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘭𝘶𝘨𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘭𝘶𝘣, 𝘯𝘰 𝘳𝘶𝘯𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘶𝘱 𝘰𝘯 𝘮𝘦
𝘐 𝘱𝘶𝘵 𝘢 𝘱𝘶𝘴𝘴𝘺 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘶𝘥, 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬-
𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘪𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘣𝘪𝘵𝘤𝘩?
𝘐'𝘮 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘣𝘶𝘻𝘻𝘪𝘯𝘨
𝘐 𝘮𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬 𝘢 𝘺𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘰𝘸 𝘣𝘪𝘵𝘤𝘩
𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘐'𝘭𝘭 𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘴𝘪𝘯  
𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘣𝘰𝘺 𝘴𝘸𝘦𝘢𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘪𝘵, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘐 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘥 𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴𝘯'𝘵
𝘪𝘵'𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝙉𝙚𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙗𝙤𝙧𝙝𝙤𝙤𝙙 𝙎𝙪𝙞𝙘𝙞𝙙𝙚 𝙋𝙞𝙩
𝘐 𝘤𝘢𝘯'𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘪𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘬𝘪𝘤𝘬 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘦𝘵 𝘣𝘪𝘵𝘤𝘩

i tried. ft. Jerry Paris

[Written by: CrucifyTheKids & Jerry Paris]
[Prod. by: Nekogod]

𝘣𝘭𝘢𝘥𝘦 𝘰𝘯 𝘮𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘢 𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘨𝘢 𝘩𝘪𝘥𝘥𝘦𝘯 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘵
𝘱𝘶𝘴𝘴𝘺 𝘣𝘢𝘳𝘬𝘪𝘯 𝘪𝘵 𝘢𝘪𝘯'𝘵 𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘱𝘶𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵
𝘥𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘸𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘵 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘵
𝘴𝘶𝘪𝘤𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘱𝘪𝘵, 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘪𝘯 𝘮𝘺 𝘣𝘰𝘥𝘺 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦 
𝘣𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘬 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴
𝘦𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘣𝘳𝘪𝘤𝘬𝘴
𝘤𝘩𝘰𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘳 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘢 𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘨𝘢 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘦
𝘱𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘭 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘺 𝘴𝘬𝘶𝘭𝘭
𝘣𝘦𝘵 𝘮𝘺 𝘴𝘰𝘶𝘭 𝘢 𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘨𝘢 𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘴
𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘮𝘦 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘷𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘭
𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘐 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘪𝘴𝘩
𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘨𝘢 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬 𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘣𝘢𝘯𝘨
𝘐'𝘮𝘢 𝘣𝘢𝘯𝘨 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘤𝘬 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘪𝘴𝘴 𝘰𝘶𝘵𝘵𝘢 𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘨𝘢
𝘐'𝘮 𝘱𝘪𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘥 
𝘤𝘢𝘯'𝘵 𝘴𝘦𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘵 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘧 𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘯
𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘢𝘪𝘯, 𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴
𝘥𝘶𝘮𝘣 𝘣𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘴 𝘯𝘰 𝘣𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘴
𝘣𝘪𝘵𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘴 𝘬𝘪𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘯 𝘮𝘺 𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘬
𝘐 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘬𝘪𝘴𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘭𝘢𝘥𝘦 
𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘐 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬 𝘪𝘵 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘮𝘺 𝘸𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘵
𝘐'𝘮 𝘱𝘪𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘥

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𝘦𝘺𝘦𝘴 𝘴𝘦𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘳𝘰𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬
𝘤𝘢𝘯'𝘵 𝘴𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘢 𝘣𝘪𝘵𝘤𝘩, 𝘺𝘦𝘢𝘩 𝘐 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘬𝘯𝘦𝘸 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵
𝘺𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘰𝘸 𝘥𝘪𝘢𝘮𝘰𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘸𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘯 𝘢 𝘯𝘦𝘸 𝘫𝘢𝘨
𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘪𝘯 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘱𝘪𝘴𝘴, 𝘺𝘦𝘢𝘩 𝘐 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘬𝘯𝘦𝘸 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵

𝘦𝘺𝘦𝘴 𝘴𝘦𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘳𝘰𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬
𝘤𝘢𝘯'𝘵 𝘴𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘢 𝘣𝘪𝘵𝘤𝘩, 𝘺𝘦𝘢𝘩 𝘐 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘬𝘯𝘦𝘸 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵
𝘺𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘰𝘸 𝘥𝘪𝘢𝘮𝘰𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘸𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘯 𝘢 𝘯𝘦𝘸 𝘫𝘢𝘨
𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘪𝘯 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘱𝘪𝘴𝘴, 𝘺𝘦𝘢𝘩 𝘐 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘬𝘯𝘦𝘸 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵

PISS

[Written by: CrucifyTheKids]
[Prod. by: GREY]
Lyrics:

"NSP, NO YOU CANT SAVE ME. AYE"
yeah
yeh

when I ride around
when I ride around
when I ride around
yeah 

Ride around the block in an all black coupe
hangin out window with pistol, I'ma shoot
nigga fuck my life, give a fuck about you
give a fuck if I die, muhfucka what it do?
nigga ain't shit new, ain't shit to lose.
ain't no way I'm gone shake these blues
bad bitch with a facetat hangin' out the roof
when I ride around the block in an all black coupe
fr

man I'm so faded
how many pills did u give to me baby?
I'm dying on purpose so nobody save me
bury me by myself in a mercedes
black out the benz got me feeling like Tracy
they fake on the surface, I know that they hate me
fuck feeling worthless, I'm poppin them 80s
I'm so fucking tired of just waiting and waiting 
and waiting and waiting 
break me (why?)
waste me (yeah)
so broke and so hurt, put me in the ground
been tasting the dirt, it's so bitter now
lately been grippin' a retta, how
the fuck am I sposed to get better?
dropped dead for a minute, I'm tryna feel deader
I said it, I meant it. No kizzy remember, I'm
not a regretter, but wish I ain't met her tho

Ride around the block in an all black coupe
hangin out window with pistol, I'ma shoot
nigga fuck my life, give a fuck about you
give a fuck if I die, muhfucka what it do?
nigga ain't shit new, ain't shit to lose.
ain't no way I'm gone shake these blues
bad bitch with a facetat hangin' out the roof
when I ride around the block in an all black coupe
fr

ALL BLACK COUPE

[Written by: CrucifyTheKids]
[Prod. by: chrxme.]
Lyrics:

god damn
look at all these bands
look at all these bands 
that I just mf ran

damn man 
i just dont feel the same
the truth is 
i dont really giva fuck

roundin round
with that mf stick on me
muffled sounds
coming out this fucking 223
word of mouth
surrounded by all those that envy me
put me in the ground
cuz ik thats where i wanna be
its fun to see
yall niggas hate me
but yall sons to me
discussing me
scratch yah head like 
what the fuck I mean
bummin me
pocket watch like you want some free
ima killa bitch so
get the fuck out from in front of me 

like damn 
blood drip from my wrist to my hand
i feel just like pain
sometime i gotta lose just to gain

god damn
look at all these bands
look at all these bands 
that I just mf ran

damn man 
i just dont feel the same
the truth is 
i dont really giva fuck

JUNEBUG

WAIT
WAIT WAIT
WAIT WAIT
WAIT WAIT (2x)

Big ass ~ high class
Yea I like that
Stomp a boy out in some mf airmags
Brand new 10s Benz on some airbags
Benzos transcend make my Mf brain lag
Ethereal plains when goose step
Immaterial chains like a spider web
wait
Samurai blade with full intent
Fuck who you know bitch I don’t wanna be friends
Crush a pill
woah woah
On my blue strips
I couldn’t care about a ho
You lackin over a lame bitch
wait wait

Ridin round town with a new whip
papers for my guns but they still hit 
still hit (2x)

WAIT
WAIT WAIT
WAIT WAIT
WAIT WAIT (2x)

dumpin bodies in the mud
white gold studs
stickin out my wrist 
i feel like jesus off the drugs
i could never tell if i took too much
smokin cigarettes i feel necrosis in my lungs
tried suicide but i wont die 
i forgot what it was like to feel alive
huh
swerving 45 but i dont drive 
only get behind the wheel hopin to collide 
watch my whip slide

WAIT
WAIT WAIT
WAIT WAIT
WAIT WAIT (2x)

WAIT ft. Jerry Paris

[Written by: CrucifyTheKids]
[Prod. by: VanGoth]
Lyrics:

 "You a lil hoe man, you on folks dick mane.
You let lil folk drive I can’t drive tho..."


yah yah
bitch i...


These mfs bark too loud
But who damn arguin'?
 (who they barkin' at??)

You pussy niggas talkin' out
I’m fuckin targetin'
(bitch I'm targetin')

Bitch I’m popping in
Pull up, I'ma box em in
(yah yah yah)

Hoppin' out the whip
I’m bussin out the glock extend
(It got a switch)

They way my dick sit in her mouth
That bitch just gargling
(bitch just gargling)

All you fuck niggas pressed but
ain’t ever push to start no whip
(yah yah yah)

Slicing up my wrist 
with a pretty goth bitch
We get it out here right in public
 Fuck the store you shopping in

Droppin Molly in my motherfuckin Gatorade 
(in my gatorade)

Give a fuck bout what loser nigga say to me
(what he say to me)

Drowning in the gutter but it’s made for me
(i think its made for me)

It’s fuckin NSP  
ima fuckin
take my life away 

I'm in my coupe  
yah yah
I'm w my bitch 
yah yah
talked to the goop 
yah yah
fixed up his shit
yah yah
chop off the block when we spin it
ain't feel myself in a minute
see demons inside of my mirror
they were all made in my image
yah yah
they were all made in my image
yah yah
they were all made in my image
yah yah

"you a hoe"
"lil pump lil pump lil pump"
"Fuck you say Tracy? Come over here bro" 
"i crash you crash wasup"
"this baby glock take down a grown man. whicho big ass"
"let's go, lets continue..."

yahyahyah

These mfs bark too loud
But who damn arguin'?
 (who they barkin' at??)

You pussy niggas talkin' out
I’m fuckin targetin'
(bitch I'm targetin')

Bitch I’m popping in
Pull up, I'ma box em in
(yah yah yah)

Hoppin' out the whip
I’m bussin out the glock extend
(It got a switch)

They way my dick sit in her mouth
That bitch just gargling
(bitch just gargling)

All you fuck niggas pressed but
ain’t ever push to start no whip
(yah yah yah)

Slicing up my wrist 
with a pretty goth bitch
We get it out here right in public
 Fuck the store you shopping in

Baby Glock

[Written by: CrucifyTheKids & Jerry Paris & NANO]
[Prod. by: hurtleberry]

Lyrics:

Baby tell me you feel better when my
yeah yeah

Baby tell me you feel better when my 
Hands round your neck
Chest against my chest
Holdin on to nothing left

And I been doing rituals 
With phantoms in my head
Wishing for my death
But I already am
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(JERRYPARIS:)

NSP 
no you cant save me
compact hatch goin 90
tell that boy ima get him fuckin hurt
for what its worth
i been laying in my fuckin hearse
tell that boy ima get him fuckin hurt
for what its worth
i been laying in my fuckin hearse
yeah the dirt dont hurt
yeah the percs might work 
i been sleeping in my grave i think you gettin murked
yeah the dirt dont hurt
yeah the percs might work 
i been sleeping in my grave i think you gettin murked
yeah
baby doin too much off the angel dust
takin pills to my heart
cuz its feeling crushed
lil baby tryna pray for what?
tryna pray for what huh
-------------------------------------------
(crucifythekids:)
Baby tell me you feel better when my 
Hands round your neck
Chest against my chest
Holdin on to nothing left

And I been doing rituals 
With phantoms in my head
Wishing for my death
But I already am
----------------------------------
(NANO:)
lil baby waana take me out my stress
say she love me and she crazy bout my mess
ik that she know that im depressed 
guess she really wanna love til the end
baby hold me tight yeah
i dont wanna leave you
i dont wanna die yeah
i just want you right here
right here by my side yeah
whippin round this compact 
goin 95 its the high life
--------------------------------------
(crucifythekids:)
Baby tell me you feel better when my 
Hands round your neck
Chest against my chest
Holdin on to nothing left

And I been doing rituals 
With phantoms in my head
Wishing for my death
But I already am

AroundYourNeck

[Written by: CrucifyTheKids]
[Prod. by: br//oken @whatevenisreal ]

I’m in love
With the way the syrup bubble in my cup 
yeah i think im really fucked
Nose leaking all i taste is fuckin blood 
And it sucks 

And I 
Been staring at your face all night
Geekin off this mf white
lil baby coulda saved my life
But you ain’t save it right

Lil biitch
Watch the way my diamonds glisten on my wrist
look just like litebrite in the dark cuz they still hit
Just like the 45 lil pistol on my hip 
Shawty say she wanna fuck me in my mf ricks 

With my chains on
Got an iphone in my pocket now
please dont hit me on no samsung
just the same song
like suicide notes i just jot em down
so you dont forget my name hoe

Bitch I
get the picture but its fisheye
drugs and liquor 
favorite mixture
writing scriptures 
when i get high
I wish I'd
leave my name when I'm gone
in a hospital bed
i feel the same when im home

I’m in love
With the way the syrup bubble in my cup 
yeah i think im really fucked
Nose leaking all i taste is fuckin blood 
And it sucks

ilovethisshitsomuch

[Written by: CrucifyTheKids]
[Prod. by: hurtleberry]

tryna find me somewhere safe 
but i aint got no place to stay 
yuh yuh

Finally finding somewhere safe
When Forgiautos on my dually truck
Yuh
Baby take me to my grave 
When all my nigga's niggas booted up 
Yuh

In the club 
yo bitch choosin
 up up up 
Nail my body to the cross
When my times 
up up up
Fuck
Why the fuck cant i find trust?
Fuck
Why the fuck can’t I feel lust?
Huh?

Sometimes these pills too much
Cut this cocaine on my phone 
Reading your texts under the dust
I say it don’t hurt but it does
but it does
You just ignore me and my love
And my love 

and i hate you for that shit yuh
yea i hate you for that shit uh
yk i hate you for that shit yeah yeah

you got the same old number 
stupid bitch pick up the phone
its been so long since we last talked
you never change
i fuckin know
the way my glock sit top this bb belt
call me back home to kms
im droppin dead
and droppin you
for thinkin bout somebody else

Finally finding somewhere safe
When Forgiautos on my dually truck
Yuh
Baby take me to my grave 
When all my nigga's niggas booted up 
Yuh (x2)

i think ive seen her in my dreams but im just tryna find her somewhere safe
im mixing blood up in my lean i told her baby girl just get away yuh

forgiautos

[Written by: CrucifyTheKids]
[Prod. by: JayTee $laya]

NSP NSP 
SUICIDE SUICDE

I Fall asleep with gucci Glasses on
Cuz if I’m dying in my dreams then ima rock designer shades
I can’t keep trying when there’s something wrong
Yeah I feel like Kurt cobain cuz I know something’s the in the way

Everyday
I hurt myself 
I’ve learned to love the pain
This bitch ain’t kissin on my neck
She suck the blood from out my veins
All this cocaine on my desk
Get snorted up in little lanes
young chandelier with diamond chains
Draped from the ceiling watch us hang

All them diamonds in your watch 
They Ain’t worth shit you worth the same lil bitch
theres wires in my clock
It tick tick tick and then it bang
Lil bitch
Don’t look me in my eyes
And act surprised about my pain 
Lil bitch
Don’t need to fucking cry 
I’ll slit my wrist then paint ur face 
Lil bitch

I Fall asleep with gucci Glasses on
Cuz if I’m dying in my dreams then ima rock designer shades
I can’t keep trying when there’s something wrong
Yeah I feel like Kurt cobain cuz I know something’s the in the way

i just got finished pissin in yo bitch lip
I’m more pretty than my bitch
And she look terrific 
Aint got no love for you niggas ima misfit
Keep a finger on the trigger 
Not no misclick 
I 
wanna shine with a bitch
Sippin on this purple like sum wine in this bitch
I’m done tryn in this bitch
I’m so tired of this shit
yuh
Nigga ima emo
fuck my life I won’t miss
Nun of this

I Fall asleep with gucci Glasses on
Cuz if I’m dying in my dreams then ima rock designer shades
I can’t keep trying when there’s something wrong
Yeah I feel like Kurt cobain cuz I know something’s the in the way

gucciglasses

[Written by: CrucifyTheKids]
[Prod. by: sobernap**]
yeah yeah yeah

ooo
what you tryna do
riding with a rifle 
chande riding w the tool
seven six twos
out back w the goons
when he's hangin off the eiffel
ill be hangin with em too

she on her knees to pray for me
but i cant save myself
this NSP in me
dont let me trust nobody else
young chandelier and nano there
when aint nobody help
and when I hate myself
this music aint gon make itself
still
if i dont wanna feel
pop a couple ladders 
then i get behind the 
wheel
wheel
wheel
wheel 
pills
same color as the bills 
sittin in my fucken pocket 
i dont even feel 
real 
real 
real 
real

they done kicked us out the mall 
now we in tha field
gutter goth shit
i cant trust nobody else 

ooo
what you tryna do
riding with a rifle 
chande riding w the tool
seven six twos
out back w the goons
when he's hangin off the eiffel
ill be hangin with em too

RIPJERRYPARIS

[Written by: CrucifyTheKids]
[Prod. by: br//oken @whatevenisreal]

"i remember- looking around me and thinking- that I'm in a fucking movie. I mean I would look at my hand, and I would swear that it wasn't my own hand. That detatchment, that just- that utter fucking numbness that comes over you when you feel that way. Y- you know what im talking about, you know how completely frightening that is and uh- if you were anything like me you thought you were losing your mind. Thought I was completely actually going crazy. I thought it was the first step towards the end of my life because-

im like gone off the deep end"

Lookin round me I can’t recognize a thing
There's people round me 
Still alone it’s all the same
Blood clots tear drops 
Fall on my chain
Love stop
But why my heart still feeling pain
Dirty boh I’m mixin wok 
I’m mixin drank
It’s slow me down
But this cocaine accelerate 
shawty blocked her name don’t pop up when she ring
Love stop
But why I can’t forget her name?


I feel like jet 
Cuz y’all gone miss me when I’m dead 
crucify the kid
cyanide and cigarettes 
yuh yuh
dont got no god but keep a cross around my neck
when all is lost forfeit the cost just let me rest yuh
iscariots
ill rise from death then youll believe in me
stick switchblades inside my back i let you lean on me
lil bitch dont wanna hear you aint convincin me 
you just the type to trade my life out for a 30 piece

Lookin round me I can’t recognize a thing
There's people round me 
Still alone it’s all the same
Blood clots tear drops 
Fall on my chain
Love stop
But why my heart still feeling pain
dirty boh im mixin wok im mixin drank yuh
nsp yeah i put that on my grave yuh

Why Is My Nose Bleeding

[Written by: crucifythekids]
[Prod. by: FKWT @fkwt27 ]

suicide

baby take me from the cold
push me gainst a blade
idk
i just dont have shit to say anymore

why the fuck you been so cold?
i can't fucking handle change
i think i seen projections 
of your face in my room


i hate the way i call you
why the fuck you let it ring?
pretendin' like you sleep
but i know you fuckin wake
you make me feel like a waste
i wanna sever fuckin' veins
lock me in my coffin
wrapped in several fuckin chains
i wear my heart across my face
fuck i gotta do to see yours?
i miss the way it used to beat
thats the sweet part
used to give me dopamine
now my dreams dark
waiting for my fate
separate my fuckin'
flesh from the tree bark

uh

I guess it wasnt what i thought it was
seems ive forgotten who i thought i was
and all i offered was a lot of love to you
babe you'd rather watch me rot 
inside a grave you dug

baby take me from the cold
push me gainst a blade
idk
i just dont have shit to say anymore

why the fuck you been so cold?
i can't fucking handle change
i think i seen projections 
of your face in my room

baby take me from the cold
push me gainst a blade
idk
i just dont have shit to say anymore

why the fuck you been so cold?
i can't fucking handle change
i think i seen projections 
of your face in my room

TREEBARK˖✧

OFFICIAL VIDEO : https://youtu.be/ruTqfEdYMM4

[crucifythekids @crucifythekids + ✰NANO✰ @nanonsp ]
[Prod. Ioney @user-568498594 ]
----------------------------------------------

bodies in the trees
i see the fog bank
tranquilizers in my system
when i fall back
can you call back?
i'm decomposing
don't think you want me
how u told me that you want me

how can you trust me 
let prescriptions flood me
i just want crucifixion
drain me of my blood please (2x)

uh
throw me gainst the metal bae
i'm boiling over-
at the bottom of this kettle bae
i'll never settle 
but ill nod off methylphenidates
ain't nun special, just a vessel
rip my life away

rip my life away rip my life away
ain't nun special, just a vessel
rip my life away (2x)

i'm just a vessel
got my crown w the black thorns
just let me bless you
safe and sound when i transform
i'm in the damn storm
its what you ask for
feel like im paris
5 racks in the jansport !

bodies in the trees
i see the fog bank
tranquilizers in my system
when i fall back
can you call back?
i'm decomposing
don't think you want me
how u told me that you want me

how can you trust me 
let prescriptions flood me
i just want crucifixion
drain me of my blood please (2x)

DECOMPOSING FT. NANO

[Written by: CrucifyTheKids]
[Prod. by: AYAZRA]
Lyrics:
"𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰?"
"𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘨𝘰𝘵𝘵𝘢 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘯𝘨, 𝘪𝘵'𝘭𝘭 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦 𝘐 𝘴𝘸𝘦𝘢𝘳..."

𝘐 𝘬𝘦𝘦𝘱 9 𝘪𝘯 𝘮𝘺 𝘤𝘭𝘪𝘱 (𝘣𝘭𝘢𝘰𝘸)
𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘮𝘣𝘦𝘳, 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘤𝘢𝘵𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘦 𝘴𝘭𝘪𝘱 (𝘯𝘢𝘩) 
𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘩𝘪𝘵 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘭𝘪𝘤𝘬 (𝘺𝘶𝘩)
𝘱𝘦𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘤𝘢𝘱 𝘤𝘶𝘻 𝘐 𝘣𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘵 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘱 (𝘺𝘶𝘩)
𝘭𝘪𝘭 𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘸𝘵𝘺 𝘣𝘢𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘯 𝘢 𝘣𝘪𝘵𝘤𝘩 (𝘥𝘢𝘮𝘯)
𝘸𝘦 𝘴𝘮𝘰𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘯 𝘥𝘳𝘰, 𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘱𝘢𝘤𝘬𝘴 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘻𝘪𝘱𝘴
𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘸 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘢𝘴𝘴 𝘰𝘯 𝘮𝘺 𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘬
𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘯'𝘵 𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘤𝘬 𝘢𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘰 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘰𝘵𝘵𝘢 𝘥𝘪𝘱
𝘐 𝘤𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘯𝘰𝘣𝘰𝘥𝘺 (𝘯𝘢𝘩)
𝘪𝘵'𝘴 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘮𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘺 𝘤𝘪𝘨𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘺 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘺 (𝘺𝘶𝘩)
𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬 𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘨𝘢𝘴 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘢𝘤𝘵 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘮𝘦 (𝘺𝘶𝘩)
𝘤𝘢𝘯'𝘵 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘪𝘮 𝘴𝘢𝘺𝘪𝘯 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘉𝘳𝘰𝘭𝘺 (𝘺𝘶𝘩)
𝘔𝘢𝘪𝘴𝘰𝘯 𝘔𝘢𝘳𝘨𝘪𝘦𝘭𝘢 (𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵?)
𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘰𝘯 𝘮𝘺 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘵, 𝘨𝘰𝘵 𝘝𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘰𝘯 𝘮𝘺 𝘴𝘸𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘳
𝘮𝘺 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘪𝘴 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘻𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳
𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘵 𝘪𝘴 𝘣𝘳𝘰𝘬𝘦, 𝘐 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘺 𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘚𝘺𝘭𝘷𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳 (𝘥𝘢𝘮𝘯)
𝘮𝘺 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘰 𝘣𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳 (𝘺𝘶𝘩)
𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘣𝘶𝘳𝘯𝘵 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘢 𝘴𝘸𝘪𝘴𝘩𝘦𝘳 (𝘺𝘶𝘩)
𝘐 𝘵𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘣𝘪𝘵𝘤𝘩 𝘐 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘴 𝘩𝘦𝘳 (𝘯𝘢𝘩)
𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘪𝘵 𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘳 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘪𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘲𝘶𝘰𝘳?
𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘵 𝘪𝘴 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘰 𝘩𝘰𝘱𝘦𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴
𝘱𝘰𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘥 𝘮𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘢𝘥𝘥𝘺𝘴, 𝘴𝘢𝘪𝘥 𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬 𝘪𝘵, 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘸𝘳𝘰𝘵𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 (𝘺𝘶𝘩)
𝘱𝘰𝘱 𝘢 𝘧𝘦𝘸 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘤𝘶𝘻 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘵 𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘱𝘴 𝘮𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘤𝘶𝘴 (𝘺𝘶𝘩)
𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘰𝘯 𝘮𝘺 𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘤𝘢𝘯'𝘵 𝘭𝘦𝘵 𝘯𝘰𝘣𝘰𝘥𝘺 𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘪𝘤𝘦 (𝘢𝘺𝘦)

pretty bitch

[Written by: CrucifyTheKids]
[Prod. by: AYAZRA]
Lyrics:
"𝘯𝘴𝘱"
𝘐 𝘸𝘰𝘬𝘦 𝘶𝘱 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘰𝘯 𝘮𝘺 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘺 𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘦
𝘩𝘰𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘶𝘵 𝘳𝘶𝘴𝘩 𝘵𝘰 𝘱𝘪𝘤𝘬 𝘶𝘱 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘢𝘤𝘦 
𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘯 𝘶𝘱 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘶𝘴𝘪𝘤 𝘐 𝘴𝘰𝘣 𝘢𝘴 𝘪𝘵 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘺𝘴
𝘧𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘩𝘦𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘮𝘦𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘴 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘣𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘥𝘢𝘺𝘴
𝘐'𝘮 𝘴𝘰 𝘴𝘵𝘶𝘤𝘬 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘳𝘶𝘵, 𝘮𝘺 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘥𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘺𝘦𝘥
𝘴𝘤𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘤𝘩 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘯𝘢𝘪𝘭𝘴 𝘭𝘦𝘧𝘵 𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘬𝘴 𝘰𝘯 𝘮𝘺 𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘦
𝘴𝘪𝘨𝘯𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘢 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘶𝘨𝘨𝘭𝘦? 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘴𝘪𝘨𝘯𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘨𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘦
𝘤𝘰𝘴𝘵𝘴 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 3 𝘣𝘶𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘵𝘴 𝘴𝘰 𝘐 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘴𝘦
𝘢𝘺𝘦
𝘨𝘰𝘥 𝘥𝘢𝘮𝘯
𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘢 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘺, 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘱𝘪𝘦𝘤𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘢 𝘮𝘢𝘯
𝘐 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘬 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘮𝘺 𝘷𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘴, 𝘱𝘶𝘴𝘩 𝘮𝘺 𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘯𝘥
𝘩𝘰𝘱𝘦 𝘐 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘣𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘷𝘦𝘥, 𝘸𝘢𝘴𝘩𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘯 𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘢𝘮𝘣
𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘤𝘢𝘯'𝘵 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘮𝘶𝘤𝘩 𝘣𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳
'𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘩𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘭𝘺 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦 𝘨𝘰𝘵 𝘮𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘶𝘤𝘬 𝘢𝘵 𝘮𝘺 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘴𝘵
𝘐 𝘥𝘶𝘨 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘨𝘳𝘢𝘷𝘦𝘴 𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘰𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳
𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘴𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘦𝘳 𝘐'𝘮 𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘮𝘺 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘴𝘦,
𝘮𝘺 𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘥.
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