LYRICS

no one left in my life
all my fruends left so im grabbing on the knife
and theres mo phone call so no whithdrael
do all the drugs then i might do them twuce
one big blunt to the front that i light
one wrong move then they gone for your life
one more pill then to pass out
no one has asked how
giid i have been for some weeks 
im fucking weak
eat miligrams start to tweak
strip to the bone start to leak
someone help me

another day feel so draining
only go out when its raining
only post a song as a painting
to the whole reason my heart has been gaping
wish that tomorrow amazing
but tomorrow it will not be amazing

but i am amazed
by these people ways
be dead in some days
beloved who betrayed
but i am amazed
by these people ways
be dead in some days
beloved who betrayed
but i am amazed
by these people ways
be dead in some days
beloved who betrayed
but i am amazed
by these people ways
be dead in some days
beloved who betrayed

BELOVED WHO BETRAYED

LYRICS-

all alone in my closet as i write this
stay strapped wit a gun call me isis
sell our soul to the fame and stupid prizes
i hit the plug for a ounce what the price is?
240 for an ounce but he sell the pounds
smoke the weed have no friends when i look around
start to wonder why im feeling so fucking down
then i might forget after i roll all my loud
empty mags is the kid rolling through your town
bagged pants and a hood while he looking down
no heart no blood and his face a frown
only smile when his body put into the ground
all alone in my closet as i write this
stay strapped wit a gun call me isis
sell our soul to the fame and stupid prizes
i hit the plug for a ounce what the price is?

ISIS

LYRICS-

why they tell me what im doing cuz i do it right
wake up spark the blunt get my appitite
resting with a cobra almost won know whats the quota
and now im rolling over pour the tuss up in my soda
i think theres more to dying might just try it for the science
and now i died to come back living with the myans
i hate this life and my thoughts push me to my end
the people fake the people thought where my friends


i take these psychedelics 
makes me feel like a relict
i smoke the weed you smelling
might die and there is no telling
ride right next to a felon
hearing storys hes telling
he pulling out the white and now that bag we are smelling
i smoked the weed he selling 
now my brain it pop just like a melon
im sick like salmonella
write raps for something better
my mind with the Beretta
like cheese the brains to cheddar

i smoked the weed he selling
now my brain it pop just like a melon
im sick like salmonella
write raps for something better
my mind with the Beretta
like cheese the brains to cheddar

CHEDDAR

LYRICS-

said that she love me thats bad romance
fucked up kid always want throw hands
always look good but i really lack bands
pussy boy talk when he really rock vans
wanna end my life that was really my plans
solo blunt imma go and face it
gotta new bitch and she really not basic
why i write the raps do this shit for my mom 
running up the game but i will not live long
really feel good when she take off her thong
really wish these thoughts in my head would leave
drugs to relieve 100s on me ride with the gang and we do not sleep

ride round the town with my brain concussed
all went down that we cant discuss
jist of the story i lost my trust
love these drugs i pop a buss
do not come close if you must
rock some chains that look robust
whole generation controlled by lust
raising up the shotgun brains get bust

car that im driving is rolling over
pop me these drugs and im never sober
if i dont pop it it go im my soda
get me so high now im feeling like yoda
jumping from planet to planet   
and i know my raps dynamic
crazy yung kid he go manic 
face in ceramic
drinking the liquor to manage
and when im sober i cant even stand it
and i do all the drugs that i am handed

NO SLEEP

<EMPTY MAGS>

Take me these drugs going interstellar
Keep me a glock hidden in the cellar 
Buy me these drugs from a curtain seller
I’m wishing my life would start gettin better
I give it my all
I give it my all
Stop taking drugs for withdrawal
I give it my all 
I give it my all
Dead so I don’t receive calls

I finish tequila 
Hitting my dealer
All of these drugs is the healer
Go in amnesia 
Drug induced seizure 
And to my gun ima reacher
Spitting these raps like a preacher
Cops break my door talking bout search and seizure

And all of these people be leaches
Using me up for the seasons
All the time my own mind stuck in a treason

<CIGCADA>

Boutta cop a dime 
Still spitting these rhymes
Til I’m running outta time
You bitches so blind 

Y’all never see the signs 
Still wondering who am I 
I been lurking in the night 
Got a brand new knife 

Cigcada been crawling outta his shell
Deep down the abyss is where I dwell 
Bars are fire like I was raised in hell
Fame and fortune casted as my final spell

Been living in a state of deprivation 
Lack of sleep is what I’m saying 
Been feeling like shit on the daily 
Unless you Empty Mags, you gotta pay me

For a fucking feature 
Y’all ain’t no preachers 
Stick to the bleachers 
I done been facetious 

You still a no name
Spit on your fucking grave 
So much time would be saved If you just quit today 

Fighting off the fatigue 
I been smoking this weed
Plan to sell the seeds
And ima still breathe

Even if I fucking hate it
I done been the lamest 
But ima be fucking famous 
What the fuck your claim is?

INTERSTELLAR

LYRICS-

feel like my feelings erased
my parents about to kick me out they place
im wishing was dead and put inside the vase
why 
am i telling them and they amazed
only live if i go fill my craze
stay in this closet for days

i stay in this closet for days

im wishing for more like i dont have enough
i got me a bitch and to my wrist she cuffed
i smoke on a blunt till my lungs feeling ruff
pussy wanna hate till i call out his bluff

im wishing i was just a better person
blade to my wrist till this shit is hurting
to live anymore man im so uncertain 
just end my own life with some pain i deserve it
im hurting
hop in a car and im swerving
meet me a tree like i talk to a merchant
and i need all of the help like its urgent
pussy want talk hit his brains like a Sergon
but he wasnt like that
nah he dont wanna fight back
the money i might stack

PROS/CONS

Intentions (ft. Empty Mags)

LYRICS-

never knew why i felt so lonely
as a kid kicking back playing sony
pussy boy yea you fake and you owe me
back days taking molly almost od
you think you know me

snorting lines until my nose if start to bleed
do you hear my cries and pleads
focused wants but not my needs
smoke the shit i pick the seeds
now my breathe it keep a wheeze
always sick i might just sneeze

never knew why i hated myself
do this shit all on my own i dont ask for help
they leaving reviews just like it was a yelp
they hearing the raps dont see pain that was delt
oh well

shoutout to the organ donor that kept my own mom alive 
for her life i keep a strive
tho i wanna take my life
nothing worse then the results of suicide
so i might just keep it pushing every night
look to stars beneath the sky

never knew why i felt so lonely
as a kid kicking back playing sony
pussy boy yea you fake and you owe me 
back days taking molly almost od

LYRICS-

i remember feeling cold on them summer nights
i remember feeling cold on them summer nights

no one else was left besides me
blood all on my white tee
they tell me just to do it like im nike
im not living so spritely
my girl is right besides me
im rolling up my dope until i sleep my lungs despise me

these people be so dumb its like they lost their intuition 
i couldn't really speak to much to be deads my decision 
broken hurt and smoke this weed until i loose my vision 
posting saying you was stabbed when u made the incision

i remember feeling cold on them summer nights
i remember feeling cold on them summer nights

taking me these drugs until i pass out
pass out
dont know how i got this dont ask how
ask how
people wanna use me like a cash cow
cash cow
now im gaining all this fucking cash now
cash now
dont know how i got this dont ask how
ask how
people wanna use me like a cash cow
cash cow

no one else was left besides me
blood all on my white tee
they tell me just to do it like im nike
im not living so spritely
my girl is right besides me
im rolling up my dope until i sleep my lungs despise me

summer nights

LYRICS-

burn smoke slow
ash glow
empty clip reload
to my dome
let it blow

pour salt on my wound till it heal
and im dripped out with the water like a seal
when i cop the weed yea you know the bag sealed
smoke it all down just so i feel real

i ride around quiet when my thoughts compressed
something in my stomach that i cant digest
keep on smoking take the weight from my chest
kill for opinions and numbers on the checks

keep on asking death to take me next
asking please just put my life to rest

burn smoke slow
ash glow
empty clip reload
to my dome
let it blow
ash glow
empty clip reload
to my dome
let it blow
let it blow

never did good having trips with the evil
the prequel to my life is wishing to replace myself

burn smoke slow
ash glow
empty clip reload
to my dome
let it blow

ASH BELOW

LYRICS-

feeling the pain in my chest
my family is scared cuz i dont live the best
pussy lil boys always wanna be pressed
talk about shit cuz im feeling depressed
drugs to compress
my life is a mess
the bars i finesse
make songs at my desk

so

none of yall even come close
200 dollars on the fucking clothes 
2000 on the wrist
arrive from the mist
shot but he missed
now he on my list
im making these hits
then calling it quits
i really wish i could say i give a shit

feeling the pain in my chest
my family is scared cuz i dont live the best
pussy lil boys always wanna be pressed
talk about shit cuz im feeling depressed

to the drugs wont say no
back in the day pulling clumps out my nose
nowdays steady performing these shows
people do know but i feel like a ghost

im drinking the poison
then making noises
horrible choices
hearing the voices
taking my life cuz i just wanna die

MESS

kid from colorado trying to make a living
shoutout to my mom
|all songs made in a closet|
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