Cherry Blossom feat. Milk (prod. PUPSTOMPER)

Cracks

(Chorus)
You can call my line now baby
Yeah you can rest that fucking head
Cuh everytime I see you thriving 
I wish that I was fucking
 
(Bars)
I won’t fold in the cracks
Come in half on on take backs
Si amigo 
Me guesta
I like that
And I pace fast
Hell I rate gas
Heard the engine go better
I brake last
And I flip glass
When I’m taking bottles
And the models ain’t shit when yo check fat
Hell I ate that
Hell I ate that
Hell I ate that
Hell I ate that
Fuck
I only feel good when my money up
All of the best nights I ever had 
Double cupped
And a human ain’t straight when he standing up
And a human ain’t straight when we standing up
All the best night I ever had double cupped
And the best nights I ever had double cupped

And a human ain’t straight when he standing up
Ans a human ain’t straight when he standing

(Chorus)
I’m not easy to please
But you can take my fucking heart
And everytime I hear you crying 
It sound like first time views of art

Cracks

Creepy story

Ok he don’t like where he going
Cus he don’t know where he is
And they won’t fund the plural form
So see society’s a bitch
I got a mouth that hurdles fire
Shattered ice down on my wrist
And I ain’t stuck wit anybody 
Cus nobody really stick

And I got bands in my pocket
I got bands in my pocket
Wristwatch got wet
No stress 
Imma wash it

And I got bands in my pocket
I got bands in my pocket

No stress

Double up my double cup
This bitch is steady tweaking
Peeking round the fucking corner 
Taking pictures as I’m leaving 
I don’t wanna fucking daughter
Son or dog that needin feeding
Fuck them kids 
And fuck yo family
My glasses up
I’m geekin
See this seething
That I be in
Meeting gawd
Like I be jesus
Hit it raw
But addin season
Please the masses that be eating
Greeted with law 
I seen it all
And all of it been beaten
Greeted with the law
I seen it all
And all of it been…
Ok
pass it over
Need a toke
Shut up bout my horoscope
Fuck them bitches
Fuck them hoes
And fuck them bitches
Fuck them hoes
Where they at
Nobody know
He hid under
Down below
You couldn’t reach my level
Even if you on yo tippy toes

Do you wanna hear a creepy story?
They get left out there
Alone and cold and dead and unreported 
Sort of fucked 
And sort of fucking sorry
Take the fucking L
And keep it down 
Because
I been recording

And I’m getting all my time back
Wrest in my shoulder
A mufuckin lineback
Run for the desk
Pull my folder
I sign that
Best in the industry 
Where is my mind at

Creepy story

I guess this should be in
For the long night x4

It’s bout to speed up
So get ya money similar
And kick ya feet uh
I don’t wanna hear you scared of coke
But you still wanna meet up

I ain’t over there
And I stay hella padded 
Like I’m shoulder wear
Asking everybody for a shroom
Like we got mold in here

You say you’re scared of all then big men
Dem scary tings
Bitches isn’t angels
Just because they holdin chicken wings

You might think I’m kidding
Maybe making jokes 
Saying names
Spitting fire
Till I go insane
Playing games
And then retire
And I wait 
And I’ll wait
And I’ll wait
Didn’t get to fucking hit it
So I’m gunna master 
Baiting all my feelings
And then spitting em up faster
Just to try to make it last long enough
So I can 
Get the fucking batter

i’ll go soon

A purpose yet found again through friends

Sit me down 
I don’t wanna stand 
Anyway I got my hands gripping my face 
And I’m ripping skin off
Looking at you feeling sins 
Run round my brain
And I get to live life with you in it
Im blessed 
but kinda chewing on my fingers still
Our ticks and lingers spill onto
my tongue 
And you say swallow
All direction given 
I will follow
Lead the way into my bedroom 
Rest beyond the stress with me
Do what I can to make you
Feel at peace again
Not wake you
When I have to get out of bed for fucking work
You know I hate that shit

Wait
Just fucking wait
You face is the first thing I remember 
Every day
And then the embers burn 
To signify our blunts our lit
And we are too
So your all smiles
Sit right there for fucking miles
Half a sip?
Your fucking wild
Hold you in my arms 
We pile all our thoughts together 
I feel one with you 
No better
Im in love 
And writing letters 
Back to back
Like every set we’ve heard
Bitch I like your music
Your perfume 
And when you loose it
Attitude and all that eye contact
Attention not left deficit 
I’m awake
I feel awake with you
On the floor
With every move you make 
Abhorrently I’m taken 
For fucks sake 
Oh Christ 

You make me fucking wild


Sit me down 
I can’t fucking stand 
Anyways 
I took many to the face
And chasers cant fix this one 
Forget it 
Like i left the sink on
Bass is paced with all your movement
Bite my tongue 
Let’s fucking chew it
Rights ain’t wrong 
There’s no improvements
You are perfect
And I’m human

Fuck im late
Late for all the shit were missing
Forehead kisses in the kitchen
And the living room 
I don’t care where
The distance gapped
I’ll make it there
Just listen when you’re feeling scared
Your looks are leaving me impaired
And I am frozen
I am bare
For you

Ans everything you do

a purpose yet found again through her

Kill The Beat

literally a gaming demon with a knack for making music

Kill The Beat

Elijah Vhee

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