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Written by Marc 350
Produced by Apollo Young & Quecionmarc
Lyrics:
I’m not the same. I’m going insane. Yeah
I’m not the same. I’m going insane. Yeah
I’m not the same. I’m going insane. Yeah
I’m not the same. I’m going in-sane. 

I was just living my best life. Everything was going just right. Everybody wave hi. Bright blue sky. Oh my. Feeling fine. Been happy for a while. Smile on a lil child. Ye. Then something got riled up. Everything is wild now. ￼Going crazy. Just me. Can’t you see. Eyes wide open. Hear the voices. Let them in. I can’t win. Whole world spin. Yeah. 

I’m not the same. I’m going insane. Yeah
I’m not the same. I’m going insane. Yeah
I’m not the same. I’m going insane. Yeah
I’m not the same. I’m going in-sane. 

I’m not ok. Different in my brain. I feel the pain. I’m afraid. In my eyes, no rain. Wanna go away. These are different days. These are hard times. Split head of mine. One life line. Seen all the crime. See all the signs. Upside-down 9. Who’s my friend? Just me and I. Till the end we fight. Dark and lonely nights. No white light. Don’t be surprised. 
When I go crazy. How I’ve been feeling lately. Never had the lead. Loosing myself. Need help. Go to Hell. No balance. Can no longer manage. Have havoc. Ever panicked? Just wanna vanish. Act erratic. Stuck in traffic. Mind magic. Getting graphic. Kinda tragic. You’re dramatic. Who’s toxic. Can’t watch this. Final memories. Save me. Wanna leave. Alone in my home. Monster inna dome.

I’m not the same. I’m going insane. Yeah
I’m not the same. I’m going insane. Yeah
I’m not the same. I’m going insane. Yeah
I’m not the same. I’m going in-sane. 

Feel like an animal. Black soul. Demons own. Mama cold. Mama cried. Mama died. Shut out. Broken house. Berserk. Oh wow. No frown. Straight face. Outta place. Catch a case. No fade. Huh.  
Slaughterhill. Make em scream. Wit my blade. Made em bleed. End their life. Fun to me. Messed up mentally. Menace to society. Cold blood in my veins. No cure to the pain. You’ll remember my name. [water drop]

I’m not the same. I’m going insane. Yeah
I’m not the same. I’m going insane. Yeah
I’m not the same. I’m going insane. Yeah
I’m not the same. I’m going in-sane.

iNsAnE

iNsAnE - Marc 350

IG: @inhalingblacks
TW: @KiLLSiXX017
MNGMNT: zombie.killsixx@gmail.com

Double X

Toxic

Toxic (prod. KiLLSiXX)

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Written by Marc 350
Produced by Gosha
Lyrics:

Behind the bad mask. He’s a bad man. Staying on me. Like he Satan. Almost didn’t notice him. Fantasy. He imagine. Said imma leave. Stop capping. Takeoff. I’ll be blasting. 

Try so hard to be my fuxking enemy. Cannot stop this legacy. Balling in the IV league. All you niggas envy me. Shackled up, free me. Poison ivy leaf. Still in the mud, playing dirty. 

Same wave. New flow. Same dance. New ball. Same room. New walls. Same bank. New code. Same rules. New laws. Same me. New clothes. Same mind. New zone. Same voice. New tone.

Geeking out, on some Geico. Said “you was right”. I know. Saw the way I hit that eye roll. Spitting like a dragon. On some Iroh. Feeling crazy. Moving like a psycho. Said “wow. Impossible”. 

Try so hard to be my fuxking enemy. Cannot stop this legacy. Balling in the IV league. All you niggas envy me. Shackled up, free me. Poison ivy leaf. Still in the mud, playing dirty. 

Fuxk with me. I’m getting gnarly with the heat. Make that little birdy tweet. Put it on a loop, repeat. Caught you in the shadows hiding. Plot to steal off my energy. My eyes, are enlightening.

Always here to see me. Like my verse is Omni. Won’t ever let me be. Infamous Marc 350. Got a plan. Got a scheme. Ain’t a robbery. Just want a ski. Now I’m laughing on the beat. Ha. 

Try so hard to be my fuxking enemy. Cannot stop this legacy. Balling in the IV league. All you niggas envy me. Shackled up, free me. Poison ivy leaf. Still in the mud, playing dirty. 

Percaholic. That’s a 30 in the morning. And you’re getting kinda boring. Moving like a zombie. See my mustang, see my sally. Put you in the dust like oh jeez I’m snapping. All this fun I’m having. Bumping, jamming, jumping when I’m rhyming. 

I can be Mario. You can be Luigi. Sike. Not on my team. I’m Aladdin and the genie. Tryna tell you. I’m a different breed. Move at a different speed. Whole other frequency. Notice when I breathe. 

Try so hard to be my fuxking enemy. Cannot stop this legacy. Balling in the IV league. All you niggas envy me. Shackled up, free me. Poison ivy leaf. Still in the mud, playing dirty. 

Behind the bad mask. He’s a bad man. Staying on me. Like he Satan. Almost didn’t notice him. Fantasy. He imagine. Said imma leave. Stop capping. Takeoff. I’ll be blasting.

The Breakout Mixtape Two

Mask

Mask - Marc 350

Enjoy
Written by Marc 350
Produced by Jaxon Popowich
Lyrics:
Oh my lord. 
Act a lil radical. Cannot think rational. Life is not practical. I’m getting flammable. Light you up. I’m incompatible. You’re a lil magical like you a fish boy. Acting like a lil Namor. Get the drugs, calling it Big Worm. Brick, bow, now see Deebo. Rupturing the sea floor. Killing you. Drowning you. Just so you can see more. Then you go boom, on some torpedo. Cancer boy. I got the chemo. 
Just so natural. Like the way I flow. Going like an animal. Call me Dr. Animo. Got the smoke. Too high and too dope. See you with the balls on cantaloupe. Two men, can’t elope. Got the candy tho. 50 cent for a tootsie roll. Got the sugar. Bring the blow. Got it all up on your nose. And there he goes.

Oh my lord. 
Better calm down cuz when I come around I’m only bringing one round. Looking like Tu Pac. Looking for who shot. Where my slime, got my snot. Big boom from the aux. Fella stop. Gotta go. So slow. Lights yellow? Hello! My pack rumble. Your pack jello. You’re no fello. She adores. I’m Amor. You’re no Enzo. 
Now I’m a little too hype, but yes I am too nice. Haven’t slept in 2 nights. Came back around at 3 rights. Benjamin and no kite. Face straight, no dyke. Hate limes, where’s the sprite. Coke white lines. Bright light. Feel the haze. Go to rage. End of days. Cannot sleep. Can I speak. Gotta breath. Won’t be beat. Got my fleet. Imma eat. Scoop the beat. Party me. Without me. Pardon me. Gotta sneeze. 

Said I’m... Murderous. With the verses. And it worsens. It’s a new sense. I’m a nuisance. In present tense. Pretty perfect. Pretend just so I go and put the work in. Sleep ones snoring. Demon time. Horny. Story time. Journey. Rain time. Stormy. Night time. Gordon. Jail time. Warden. News time. Word in. Play time. Horsing. Censor time. Cursing.

Calm Down

Calm Down - Marc 350

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Written by Marc 350
Produced by CitizenKaine
Lyrics:
Bitch I’m feeling reckless. 
Leave that bitch all neck less. 
Begging for a necklace. 
Do you know what next is?
Do you know what sex is?
Take you to the saks, fifth. 
Make you do a backflip. 
Beachy bottoms, sandy cheeks, see it all at Texas.


Bitch I’m feeling reckless. 
Leave that bitch all neck less. 
Begging for a necklace. 
Do you know what next is?
Do you know what sex is?
Take you to the saks, fifth. 
Make you do a backflip. 
Beachy bottoms, sandy cheeks, see it all at Texas.

Lame nigga cap shit. 
Hard with my rap shit. 
Making all your captions. 
Calling me your captain. 
Looking like “what happened”?
Love to do my braggin. 
Money what I’m baggin. 
Aye, Aye

Yes I had to run it back. 
Yeah I had to double tap. 
Yes I had to double dip. 
While you niggas broke your chips,
had to win in Vegas. 
You as lame as lame gets. 
At the wall in mosh pits.
Off the wall on my dick. 

French yuh baguette. 
Chilling with a bad bitch. 
1 6 savage. 
I be wreaking havoc. 
Roku with a dragon. 
Ever seen a casket?
Why you want my static?
You be moving stagnant. 

I be living thrills. 
I be moving bills. 
I be making deals. 
I be stacking kills.
Chilling with the milfs. 
Catch me on a hill.
05’ ill. 
Sick nigga ew. 

Bitch I’m feeling reckless. 
Leave that bitch all neck less. 
Begging for a necklace. 
Do you know what next is?
Do you know what sex is?
Take you to the saks, fifth. 
Make you do a backflip. 
Beachy bottoms, sandy cheeks, see it all at Texas.

I be weak cuz bitches sleep but in a week it won’t repeat and honestly I do not see reality as just for me. It got me dreaming recklessly, and burning to the third degree. Smoke your wood. Burn your tree. South side nigga with my heat. 

In the mud dirty. 
Cheerleader perky. 
Juggernaut percked up.
Ándale hurry up. 
On delay catch up. 
On my way next up. 
By the way that’s tuff. 
You just gon act up. 
Use this gun back up. 
Shoot Staples Vince fun. 
Might just go n make you run. 
Bitch please don’t act dumb. 
Like my cake with some rum. 
Now I’m trippin what the fuxk. 
You looking like you outta luck. 
I’m scheming, sleeping… 

Bitch I’m feeling reckless. 
Leave that bitch all neck less. 
Begging for a necklace. 
Do you know what next is?
Do you know what sex is?
Take you to the saks, fifth. 
Make you do a backflip. 
Beachy bottoms, sandy cheeks, see it all at Texas.

Reckless Living

Reckless Living - Marc 350

IG: @virtualtheft
TW: @KiLLSiXX017
MNGMNT: zombie.killsixx@gmail.com

killsixx - 222

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Written by Marc 350
Produced by Froze10k & Quecionmarc
Lyrics:
Said you didn’t want to be friends. Said you didn’t want to make amends. Said it wasn’t in our plans. Who knew in an hour, there would no longer be an our. Heated showers for a cold soul in a cruel world.
TOXIC!
I’m getting sick and tired of you trying to screw with my life. The bond is loose and then it’s tight, and all these fights, pointless. Why would I waste my breath with words we said? When we do it over n over again. What’s that word we call our friends? TOXIC! It’s about time you learn a lesson of mine. Loyalty. Number one priority. No more switchin sides. No more switchin up. One more time I’m done. Always saying sorry, guilty. Hate all the stories. 
TOXIC!
Said you didn’t wanna be friends. Said you didn’t wanna make amends. Said it wasn’t in our plans. This never ends.
TOXIC!
Remedies and enemies. That’s everything you wanna be. Toxic energy, just not good for me. I was there for you, I fought for you; you acted rude, and who do you choose? Getting mad. Immature. I want no more. TOXIC! If we got a problem, who we go to? Back again. Made amends. Everyone confused, and can’t blame them. Always got your back. The trust we have. Two man pack. Un-spoken pact. On attack. All these red flags.
TOXIC!
Said you didn’t wanna be friends. Said you didn’t wanna make amends. Said it wasn’t in our plans. This never ends.

A Message To The Toxic

A Message To The Toxic - Marc 350

IG: @killsixx
TW: @KiLLSiXX017
MNGMNT: zombie.killsixx@gmail.com

The Hate U Give (demo)

Recorded March 28, 2020
Written by Marc 350

Lyrics:
Let’s fuxking run, rage. We don’t play these games. Fuxking with us. Put you in a grave. We’re on a rampage. 

Make you run away. Make you end ur day. What u gotta say? No, you cannot stay. We will always have our way. 

Run all over you. Who the fuxk are you? Don’t you call me rude. Crazy like some beetle juice. Make you black and blue. 

Off the shrooms? Watch some loony toons. You is just a goof. You some niggas goon. Wanna shoot, till the dead is you. 

You the fuxk nigga, ion like. Pop a pill and take, flight. Dumb bitch, ion fight. And I’m always right.

Let’s fuxking run, rage. We don’t play these games. Fuxking with us. Put you in a grave. We’re on a rampage. 

Mosh pit. Wig split. Stomp a bitch. Scare the kids. Break a bone. No control. Don’t go home. Hospital.

Run to the drum. Drop when we’re done. See the lights. Time to fight. Red in my eyes. Time to die. 

All this energy, Marc 350. Black lightning. This the dead zone. We just having fun. While we run. 

RUN

RUN - Marc 350

Written by Marc 350, Lukas Wolfgang Wolkenstein, and Jaheim "Big Jah" Bland
Produced by Lukas Wolfgang Wolkenstein

LBG IV

350VADER

350VADER - Marc 350 & LBG

Hot fire of a freestyle created and produced by Marc 350

OMG (freestyle)

MAIN SoundCloud @Marc_350
Scraps, throwaways, takedowns, unreleased, and originals.

RUN - Marc 350

MC²