1997 (feat Lui Vill)

Free for profit Joey badass mick Jenkins type beat “flow” 
Produced by Ainskyto 
Engineered by Community Music Alliance, a local non-profit 

Stellar beat. Okay lyrics
Kanye trynna fuck my models

Timelines prod Ainskyto

LYRICS: 

I’ve been forgotten 
Always coughing out my lungs
Smoking too often
Day after day these walls are closing in
I can’t win
I can’t feel anything
And now you’re with him
I’m sleeping on the floor again
Rotting in my coffin 
Too high to go outside or leave my room 

Where’d he go? Nobody knows, no one cares
Either hated or ignored, talking over me because you’re bored of this
Feel like I don’t exist, wouldn’t be missed if I left
And what the fuck am I living for? 
My heart’s broke and sore
And everybody’s expecting more from me
Maybe next time we’ll get it right
Let the fire burn behind my eyes every night

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Ghosts

thisisntfashion - like shady (old times sake REMIX)

LooksCanKill (PROD.Cross)

Runnin around your town
As I'm swingin my hatchet
Choppin at your nugget bitch
Till I finally detach it
Only have one mode
And that's overreacting 
Goin full sicko mode
As I'm violently snappin

Eatin handfuls of mushrooms 
By the fuckin dozen
You a fuckin juff boy
Probably fuckin on your cousin
I be fuckin real baddies 
You know that I over does it
Got em on their knees
Cuz they lovin what they throatin

Real freaky bitches
Yeah that's what I like
I wanna be tied up
Cut me with a knife
I wanna feel my demise
Look me in my eyes
Fuckin take my life
Make it no surprise

Every girl wants a bad boy
Until i act up
If ya got an issue baby
Fuckin gargle my nuts
Catch an assault charge
Never call the cops
Smoke me a fat blunt
And catch me a lil buzz

I stay lit
Smoke a brick
Throw a fit
Hit a lick
Get yo shit
Motha fuckin popped quick
I'ma menace
Like I'm Dennis 
Leave ya needin a dentist
Lookin like ya smoke Meth
And im the mothafuckin chemist 

Shits to easy bitch 
It rolls off my tongue 
Bend yo bitch right over 
Fuck her right in her bum
Don't want your fuckin money
If ain't a lump sum
Hit you right in your top
I ain't talkin no gun

I'm a hatchet swinging punk
You'll get your top mopped
Your nugget get dunked
Right off the rooftop
Im Crazy and deranged 
Full psycho mental case
With the paint on my face
No face no case

Menace [freestyle] (prod. DIMEBAGGIE)

Pressure (Unofficial audio)

Pullin up
With a gun in my hand
Ima put a fuckin bullet
Through the skull of a man
Pullin up
With a gun in my hand
Ima put a fuckin bullet
Through the skull of a man

Got your address on my phone pussy
Keep talkin shit
I'ma show up at your crib 
In an all black fit
Ima pull that fuckin trigger
Won't even see me squint
When that bullet hits your skull
I hope your body does flips bitch

Trench coat on
I'm going Columbine kids
Walking in your house
Like I own that bitch
Shotgun fully loaded
Buckshot to your lips
Brain matter on the wall
I'm collecting my payment

Pullin up
With a gun in my hand
Ima put a fuckin bullet
Through the skull of a man
Pullin up
With a gun in my hand
Ima put a fuckin bullet
Through the skull of a man ×2





Target: 396 Price Rd (prod. racmuf)

Edge Of The Moon (junoes)

Backseat

Who the fuck is Dusai?

Dusai is a Florida based artist who takes inspiration from everywhere. From tattoos and weed, to broken hearts and the highs/lows of bipolar disorder. Dusai will steal your girlfriend and fuck it up somehow all in the same day. A very sensitive, but in your face artist. If you haven’t listened yet, you’re missing out, big time.

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