[RO$ETTA]
this beat is getting me sleepy, so let me take a hit 
and let my mind drift off, deep up in the abyss
no more pain, for now i’m chilling but can’t maintain 
i bottle up my emotions to hide away the pain

i smoke a joint just to relax and help me calm down
but i’m still paranoid as shit and still anxious as
hell 
nothing is working no more, i’d rather kill myself
i put the gun to my head and that’s when the tears came out

but then i reconsider
take my hand off the trigger
what am i doing?
“yo zetta, you good?” “i’m never better” 
i’m on a broken road, yeah i gotta pay the toll
i’m just a lonely soul, waiting for my time to go 

i hit up MUDAH, i tell him to bring the buddha
i got so many problems to jot
i need a tutor, but yo
ain’t on no fake shit but i think i’m mentally depressed 
that’s why i need all these drugs but i’m strictly smoking sess 

[MUDAH]
my pain lives deep in my mind 
he’s bottled up all the time
writing rhymes like a slave 
for the mothafucking MUDAH mane
i get lost in the smoke
so roll one up 'fore i go
i cannot stay with you hoe i got ILL MINDED on the phone 
they said "mane, you down to roll?"
i said "you already know"
and so I head out the door and push that pedal to the floor

i do this shit for the team
count that money, get that cream
like a fiend for this shit 
this that shit you couldn't dream
i reached the top of the tower
same bitches call every hour
asking for kisses and flowers
but my heart been feeling sour 

i got my mind on the game
but never praying for fame
the more people know my name
the more pussies wanna hate
so stay the fuck out my lane, you pussy motherfuckers lame 
and I'm mentally deranged 
you better lock me away

you don't wan fuck with the MUDAH if I'm not high off the buddha 
this don't have to be a murder but I'm that ill minded shooter

[MILFORDDAGREAT]
and i’m supposed to be dead cuz i’m a WANTED $OUL
and just because you give good brain doesn’t make you ILL MINDED, hoe
been fucking with the fascination of suicide 
i don’t need a fucking ride or die, i’d rather have that nine by my side

and breathe in hella smoke, pull my cards then i toss my bones
bring me fame and fortune, rapping with the ILL MINDED SOLDIERS
greater than the heaven sent, that’s what the devil told us

now while i spit this simple flow for you simple minded hoes 
ima go and crush the herb up, put it in a bowl
then all my problems come caving down 
no one can save me now 
i knew it from the start how it’s supposed to play out

the only one home, lost up in the metronome 
all depressed, not fucking with the fam anymore
rolling up to kill the short term memory but now i sit back wondering where my life has gone

@rosettashawty666
@milforddagreat
@_joseph._.chavez_

ONLY FOR ILL MINDS

ONLY FOR ILL MINDS (PROD. RO$ETTA)

[NO LONGER AVAILABLE ON ALL PLATFORMS!!!]

Lyrics:

ENVIOUS̸
(Yuh) (yuh) (ay) 
Who am I suicide 
been on my mind as of late 
I don’t know where to go 
bitch I think I’ve sealed my fate 
sold my soul let me go
then I fuckin suffocate 
paralyzed, outta time 
bitch I’m stuck inside my grave
let me go
let me die
I don’t want to be alive 
I don’t wanna be this high 
I don’t want to live this life 
take tha knife kill me now 
I’m just a clown in a court, smoke a port 
im okay, maybe I’ll just fade away

RO$ETTA
kill me slowly mothafucka
let me suffer from this pain 
i’ve been living life in denial 
heading to an early grave 
what it was, what it is 
it doesn’t matter anyway 
cuz all this shit was for nothing 
and we all finna die someday

so i’m thinking of committing suicide 
but i don’t wanna make my mom cry
and my dad has been losing so many good people
it’d kill him to see me die 
so i kick back, take a rip off the pen
then look up at the sky 
all i know is the bud is just running out
and i’m sick of gettin high 
Word up
Yeah I’m sick of gettin high
Word up
Yeah I’m sick of gettin high
Word up
Yeah I’m sick of gettin high
Word up
And I fuckin wonder why 
Word up

I WONDER (Ft. RO$ETTA) [Prod. DJ BUDDRIGHT]

FOR THE SINS I MADE(Prod.Dancinmane)

(SKELETONMANE) 

Motha fucka yeeah you know me mane I go berserk 
Ima chop you up to pieces & send yo ass to the church
Face on the shirt hoe now they should be concerned
That's what happens to these pussies when they don't wanna learn

505 all up in yo face fuck out my face 
before I put you in yo place 
Think I'm scared because you lift some weights? 
Pussy boy I'll make you see yo fate 
Killer in my eyes can you see the hate 
I am the motha fuckin reapermane
Takin souls everyday 
Call me young soulsnatchermane 

Run that fade if you really bout that action mane
Best belive I got goons 
And them goons will kill you for half a fraction
I do this shit for real I ain't just rappin 
While you studio gangsters stay cappin 
Pull up on me mothafucka yeah let's get to scrapin 
Keep that squueza by my side yes we stay pistol packin' 
you gon deep throat this 9 and taste that full metal jacket

BERSERK PROD. PLAINFACE

[LYRICS]

[RO$ETTA]
mane i feel like shit 
keeping under covers 
blinds closed
disconnected, i don’t even want a rip
i just wanna cry, fuck a high 
contemplating suicide 
even laying in my bed, i feel sick
i just wanna die and let worms eat up on me 
don’t even really cover my body except sheets 
i go out like a god of all gods like ancient greece
when they put me dirt, pray to god, i remain deceased 

and when i’m dead
all darkness will come out of my head
everything will fucking end 
and i can finally get some rest
looking back up on my life
i know most, it wasn’t right
if i could fix up everything
i would, yeah, it’d just take me time

[ograbbitwalker]
hush up lil fucker 
you make it to obvi 
that you wanna be something u can’t embody
og, zetta, with that tommy
mane i been thinking about it
this broken body, i love it
mane all this shit that i did 
forgave myself, it took some time

every star will lose its shine 
everybody has a demon 
not everyone has the time 
hoe
574 to 505 hoe

silver lining (feat. ograbbitwalker)

silver lining x ograbbitwalker

TRACK #2 “STRAWBERRY KREAM”
PRODUCED BY SPHYNX
FEATURING
ILLUSIONLUNA
WYNTER
KUSHKOSTA

APPLE MUSIC - https://music.apple.com/us/album/strawberry-kream/1772361262?i=1772361264

SPOTIFY - https://open.spotify.com/track/1ykd155OO71wwWBQCIx4mr?si=_3hknszqT3-fZqn8mW_u0Q

LYRICS

ILLUSIONLUNA

Watch how you talk when you talking to me 
Load up the choppa and take out ya team 
He want a feature he gon pay the fee 
He big goofy mothafucka wannabe 
Madhouse the set bullet holes in yo tee
Close off yo casket you split into three 
No ben n jerrys i get to the
N no ben n jerrys i get to the cream
Strawberry diamond my neck start to gleam
Straw strawberry diamond my neck start to gleam

KUSHKOSTA

Cruisin down the street grippin on my fuckin 45
Ima aim it at yo skull and leave yo shirt tye dyed
Trigga finga itchin ima leave ya fucking ma crying
Madhouse what im reppin and my niggas always down to ride
Load the smith n wesson
Boy you better get to stepping
Cause my niggas fucking reckless and we smoking out in Texas hoe
Blowing dank
Nigga all I smoke is dank
Errday, trynna fwm ima have to go and catch a case
Kosta mane yunno all I slang is dank
Trippin off these shroomies mane i think im bouta go insane
Trynna pop some xannys I ain’t trynna feel my fucking face
Shawty pop a xanny all she trynna do is gimmie face
That bitch say she love me but I know that bitch is playing games
I don’t wanna fuck cause all I’m worried bout my fucking cake hoe

WYNTER

Better open yo safe or ill aim yo face
Madhouse da gang
Don’t you try its a waste you gone make me 
insane imma create a case
She passed me the blunt hit it once it was 
laced
Heart made of chrome im alone in way 
I’m in yo home wit yo dome on display
Jumped out the zone
Call my phone hate to say but i 
rolled me a bone skeleton 
Who gone pray
Huh
I got 99 problems and a bitch is 
one
I tried to pick em like my colors I probably been switched up
Won’t get a dime outta me unless you 
picked it up
He tried to dry snitch on me them niggas
zipped him up

817MADHOUSE - STRAWBERRY KREAM (PROD. SPHYNX)

2/28/22 
old old old old old

probably/hopefully uploading a lot more in the coming months

get em high

APPARATIONS (Prod.Benji Arm$trong & Alex Freedo)

STARING AT THE CLOCK

SAMPLE: Bexey "Suitcase" (acoustic clip off yt)
COVERART: Elizabeth Gonzalez

i wake up dead inside i felt the same way 
yesterday. ill find a light to lead me to the right change 
every morning wake up more defeated than the last day 
losing hope and patience in this battle the pain won’t go away
i can’t look you in the face and tell you how I’m giving up
fuck me up 
run away from truth by getting black out drunk
what the fuck 
i try my hardest just to move along 
the weight inside my chest feels like i can’t keep going on
and when I’m gone you gotta you remember 
what i told u in that song that I wrote back in december 
my memory will fade if you stay strong 
i think i know my fate but i hope I’m wrong
every night i dream way back to 2016 
suicide boys, X, ghoste, bumping with some lil peep
lil jeep in my ear with some big dreams 
but the worst pain of all’s when its out your fucking reach
and breathe
if it didn’t work once try again 
if it didn’t work twice try again
give up on plan b and go back to plan a
questioning choices, I think i made a mistake
questioning who i surround myself with to this day 
thinking about the time I’ve wasted on the times i wait 
on some excess that i don’t need 
dead weight 
on my own 
got no home 
got a fresh slate 
living my life all alone fuck all you fuckers  I’m alive but i feel like a dead motherfucker 
ima ghost who i know then disappear 
out this world let go of all of my fears 
i know
I’m on another road 
but plan a didn’t work back in 2015 so why the fuck do i think it’ll work this week  
i wake up dead inside i felt the same way 
yesterday ill find a light to lead me to the right change 
every morning wake up more defeated than the last day 
losing hope and patience in this battle the pain won’t go away
i can’t lie to you 
I’m uncertain of the future and our times they flew 
whether I’m here or not i hope you find that happiness
I’m sorry that i never open up
with you its bliss but bliss is something that i miss
feeling it on my own is something that i strive for 
given up today: no i got something i’ll live for
to the ones i love just know that I am very sorry 
i know my reason will soon fade and ill be gone by tomorrow

APPARATIONS (Prod.Benji Arm$trong & Alex Freedo)

ETHER3