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Song PT 10 8:50 - 10:00 Prod By 8LEGS

Marilyn Monroe Was A Heroin Addict!

sick

SICK (PROD. ANTIPUNKMAN)

SUNNY SIDE EGGS (ft. Slump Satan) (Prod. PRXFIT)

lyric (art by @nuumastar)

yeah im finna boot up
im in this bitch i do not care i give like two fucks
you sending shots up in the air you still cant shoot us
said keep on talking at my show you get your crew fucked

and bitch im back up in the room you cannot boot me
said get your face kicked
like thats a two piece
come get your brain picked

i said oh no not again
send
anyone get flexed on
yeah you talking bout guns but i bring the best one
schizophrenic in the zone yeah i guess that i must've slept wrong
tek off
uh shawty be fucking all over my face
and i came in this bitch yeah you know i cant wait
and you better go hurry cuz im taking your place
back off
dont stop bitch i smoking your pack up
spit on your feet yeah i feel like alpaca

and im fucking yo bitch and i turn her around and i dont give a fuck cuz im making her body flip
and i dont give a shit i put you on the ground i said look at my pack thats where all the toxins is
and i hit from the back i be making it crack and i just look at the sky cuz i got all these options bitch

wait i dont even know like whats the mothafuckin day
all you fucking bitches always got something to say
i just wanna die can someone put me in my grave
i dont give a fuck like suicide the only way
way too many drugs i think im fucking my membrane

yeah im finna boot up
im in this bitch i do not care i give like two fucks
you sending shots up in the air you still cant shoot us
said keep on talking at my show you get your crew fucked you get your crew fucked you get your crew fucked

lungs feeling hollow need me cigarettes aye
you cannot talk watch me aim for the neck uh
how many friends are the ops i detect bitch
where is yo thot break her back in my bed bitch
turn off your heart put my knife in your chest bitch
cut off both my arms because im feelings reckless
dont stop with my bag or else you getting checked bitch
no shots in my mag cuz i made them all exit

BOOT UP! (PROD. MICHAEL LINK/GLOWS1DE)

highfive! (p. wydsonni)

i pulled up and whipped pecker out fr
ART BY @sevveryrare

DHK PERK X MOONLUVSLUNA - WHIP IT OUT!!! [PROD. NOVÂFLED]

lyric

Ok Bitches always talk up in this bitch I’m getting second hand Embarrassment like no one gives a fuck about your Instagram
Bitches fucking broke said call me rubber making steady bands Collecting all these checks I said feel like mr fetty man

Yeah I feel like fetty man you can’t put me in a box
I put a bitch up in his place if he be talking like he god
And I ain’t talking to no bitch unless she sucking on this cock
And I don’t give a motherfuck you getting punched up in the jaw
Look in my eyes I never cry said fuck the 12 said fuck the law
And I don’t like my fucking face I put that shit up on the wall
Breaking both yo fucking knees until you mothafucking crawl
Not enough blood up in system think I’m going through withdrawal

Run out of ammo im grabbing the weapon
Walk in the party you know where I’m steppin
Chill with the devil hit you with a blessing
Grabbing the sword pussy boy we not fencing 

Fuck my life pussy bitch I wanna fuck my life pussy bitch I wanna fuck my life 

Ok Bitches always talk up in this bitch I’m getting second hand Embarrassment like no one gives a fuck about your Instagram
Bitches fucking broke said call me rubber making steady bands Collecting all the checks I said feel like mr fetty man

SEMTEXXX - FETTY MAN (prod. buckx2)

WHY YOU TALK LIKE YOU THE SHIT
YOU AINT NEVER SEEN A BAND
KEEP ON TALKIN YOU GET HIT
BOY IM READY FOR SOME HANDS
I AINT EVER GONNA QUIT
ALWAYS STUCKIN TO THE PLAN
I DONT EVEN CARE A BIT
I DONT THINK YOU UNDERSTAND

HIT YOU WITH THE SAWED OFF
I’VE BEEN SMOKIN ZAZA
I REMEMBER POPPIN PILLS
UNTIL MY FUCKIN JAW LOCKED
HE WAS TALKIN SHIT
NOW HES CRYING TO HIS MAMA
SHAWTY EAT MY MEAT
LIKE A MUTHA FUCKIN HOTDOG

I HATE THIS SHIT
IMMA SLAM YOUR FACE INTO THE CURB IM FUCKIN BREAKIN IT
NEVER GAVE A FUCK YOU NEVER CARED YOU NEVER GAVE A SHIT
METAL IN POCKET I JUST MADE HIM RUN AWAY REAL QUICK
I DONT WANNA FEEL A THING I ROLLED AN EIGHTH IM FACIN IT
IM NOT SATISFIED I TAKING STEPS SO I CAN CHANGE THIS SHIT
STUCK INSIDE MY HEAD ITS LIKE A PRISON NO ESCAPING IT
LEAVE YOUR BODY ON THE GROUND AND NOW THEYRE FUCKIN TRACING IT
ACTIN LIKE HE WANT THE SMOKE BUT HE WONT EVEN TAKE A HIT

WHY YOU TALKIN LIKE YOU THE SHIT
YOU AINT NEVER SEEN A BAND
KEEP ON TALKIN YOU GET HIT
BOY IM READY FOR SOME HANDS
I AINT EVER GONNA QUIT
ALWAYS STUCKIN TO THE PLAN
I DONT EVEN CARE A BIT
I DONT THINK YOU UNDERSTAND

Part 2


I DONT THINK YOU UNDERSTAND IT
MAKE YOU FUCKIN VANISH
IMMA CAUSE SOME DAMAGE
I BE WITH YO BITCH SHE WANNA EAT ME LIKE A SANDWICH 
FIGHTING ALL THESE DEMONS IN MY HEAD ITS HARD TO MANAGE
ALMOST DIED SO MANY TIMES BUT IM STILL FUCKIN STANDIN’
IF YOU TRY TO FUCK WITH ME YOULL NEED MORE THAN A BANDAGE
WANTED SMOKE BUT NOWS RUNNING LIKE HES FUCKIN FRANTIC
SMOKIN ON THE GASOLINE I ROLLED THIS SHIT GIGANTIC
SMOKE IT BY MYSELF NAH I DONT REALLY WANNA PASS IT

WHY YOU TALK LIKE YOU THE SHIT
YOU AINT NEVER SEEN A BAND
KEEP ON TALKIN YOU GET HIT
BOY IM READY FOR SOME HANDS
I AINT EVER GONNA QUIT
ALWAYS STUCKIN TO THE PLAN
I DONT EVEN CARE A BIT
I DONT THINK YOU UNDERSTAND
X2

Art by me

Produced by me and gjc

MY MIND IS A PRISON

MY MIND IS A PRISON (PROD. BRONK x GJC)

HATE ME! [PROD. EYELE55]

lyric

fuck everything it’s ok I ain’t dead yet
I take drugs for the pain I’m so numb in my head yeah
I heard that bitch wanna fade so I’m like I’m like bet bet
I bet you never met a junkie that can motherfuckin act like this
I got yo bitch she working for me said I like the way she wrap that brick
When I pull up to the city why the cops always tryna go pat my shit
I heard that boy he go no motion when I walk in imma crack his shit
I’m so manic in a panic I can’t fathom bouta slash my wrist
What’s that sound that’s the sound of mental break down
When I be lookin thru the window I don’t wanna put the k down
I take my bat I wonder how it make his face sound
I can’t stand u pussy bitches I said I take another fuck hit of
Speed
Speed
Speed
Speed
Nah nah nah no I cannot let it go
Suicide in my mind what you want u can’t ride with me
I’m feeling fine I don’t need no antidote
And you say you can run will you go and die with me

SPEED (PROD. KILLINGFRANCIS/MMT)

LYRICS

sometimes i really only wanna disconnect cause i can’t escape the rope tied tight around my neck if you wonder where im headed well hell seems nice no commitment to a god no sacrifice and shawty mad at me im guessing i deserve it cause i really can’t word it quiet right every night fight night tripping over words like gravel under skateboards 8 more texts on my lock screen gotta hide receipts so they not seen need some time to think i just need another drink pour me one more i cant afford bottle after bottle and my heart still sore can’t take it no more still sipping on some poison making enemys of everyone i meet it aint as easy as ya think when ya battling ya own mind trapped in the confine

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Marilyn Monroe Was A Heroin Addict!

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