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xxxtentacion & ski mask "the slump god" - GXD DAMN

XXXTENTACION - BRICKS

Mix, mastered & recorded at Outasightmusic. I do not own this beat.

Pump 93 Prod By [kayGW Beats]

Joey Bada$$ vs XXXTENTACION - King's Dead (Freestyle)

Keepin the hectic vibe hope y'all enjoy.

Lyrics:

capped out
background
gurnin till my jaw gon fall out
slapped up
no sound
poppin xanxs just to calm down
wrist slit
eat shit
fuckin up my life no doubt
aye
bitch i never took vow aye
gettin me so strung out aye x2

reverse evil dead
cos i'm  coming from the roof 
addict in the attic with a packet fulla magic
habit tap it when i pop it tragic aint gonna stop it cos it
automatic reflex traumatic defense 
lookin for a bitch that dont roll with the peace yet
lookin for a clique that dont show no respect
tip of a cliff jump off when i feel that

chaos in my veins 
coke pumpin to my brain
smoke to feel alive again 
numb to the love numb to pain said x2

baptised in the blood of the baphoment
black eyes oh you dont know the half of it
capsized off a boat in the atlantic
riptide boutta choke feelin asthmatic  

capped out
background
gurnin till my jaw gon fall out
slapped up
no sound
poppin xanxs just to calm down
wrist slit
eat shit
fuckin up my life no doubt
aye
bitch i never took vow aye
gettin me so strung out aye  x2

reload the ak
screamin out mayday
fuck this world
with a nuclear payday
war head
born dead
bloodshed
bitch wet
leave her ditch then
snort it
sort it
rope ripped
clip dipped
duckin all the pigs sit
down if you don fuck wit me
scream loud if your third eye bleed 
blood red mud
washed over my bud
red cup hold up 
i sold ya the gun
have fun  leavin bodies
when you cappin wit a shotty
hottie spotted so i roll her for da
mazerati then an audi
then i outta hear
fellin like i got no fear
when i'm peakin freakin
seekin all the gods
that yall beleiven
hunting season needa fed em
demons in my basement
better not say shit
or you boutta get your head clipped

cut my eyes out
make me blind now
take my mind now
take my mind yea
cut my eyes out
make me blind now
i'm too high now
just wanna die now

Blood Moon (prod. Santos Santana)

I don't have a cat

Lyrics:
yo my cat black and my trap sad
while you bag that i'll go make it back
while you stack racks i stack body bags
need a Cadillac automatic like the mac

let me freeze in the snow
watch the trees decompose
let the breeze take my bones
the disease cant be froze

under my eyes lay bags
not Gucci not Louis trash
it suite me I don't ask
replace me just need cash
my life be contraband
my heart been filled with sand
the ocean where i land
that's the plan

yo my cat black and my trap sad
while you bag that i'll go make it back
while you stack racks i stack body bags
need a Cadillac automatic like the mac

let me freeze in the snow
watch the trees decompose
let the breeze take my bones
the disease can't be froze

suicide on my mind all the time
gonna disappear   back in to the night
suicide on my mind all the time
i'm just waiting till i fuckin die

Switchblade (prod. Clover)

Dormant, soon not.

Lyrics:
night time night ops
three eye triclops
green sight red dot
clear light sight locked
here I head shot
delight deadlock
gridlocked pissed off
pistol go pop pop

coming through on the two way
shout who but the signal break
no charge less you bull
no running with a red cape
from an animal

got a target if you true
an i coming out the blue
get it started with a tool
take a drill to a fool
let him dig a little pool
for his red rebirth
that's 6ft deep
sacrifice him to the earth uh

we all got to eat and so do the worms
see me in the street you better shoot first ah

out o ma habitat 
how bout dat
crowd an i rattattat with the mac 
no turning back
open that Pandora's box
crack locks sent shocks through my mind
now i creep with a tech 9 turn this city into columbine
and i'm fine with it 
bodies looking pretty when they heart outside of it
shooting with a 50 cal from the clock tower 
clutch it to my chest an i fuckin die with it

pull up on a dealer like a god son
they look into my coat but they don't want none
she wanna line a coke so she can die young
grab her by the throat and i make that bitch cum yuh

think that they depend the deep end is seeping the grim reaper
creeping its coming the season i'm keeping the weakened  
so they out of your vision
don't come near me if you ain't fuckin with em ahh

night time night ops
three eye triclops
green sight red dot
clear light sight locked
here I head shot
delight deadlock
gridlocked pissed off
pistol go pop pop

yea they all think i'ma joke
look, into my soul when you get smoked
no  , more days its too late
you , don't deserve to communicate

Human Error (prod. ESKRY)

360 that shit

Lyrics:
yo quickscope
i needa quit dope
i needa quick smoke
i got yo bitch low
i down a fifth more
counta rounda hit doors
look in for the 6th floor
look in for the drug store

this a wasteland apocalyptic
waste man  if he touch the case then
he gone catch a spray tan

all over red 
an he roll over dead
with the hole in his head
got the coal  in my bed

cos i burn when i sleep
all my dreams covered in fire
like my words i don't keep
hold of a single desire
my empire it laughs when people
try to take it higher

leave me in the sewer
where i belong 
with the rats shroom caps
plague an bones
all on my own


yo quickscope
i needa quit dope
i needa quick smoke
i got yo bitch low
i down a fifth more
counta rounda hit doors
look in for the 6th floor
look in for the drug store

yea reset and i regret why i leave that girl she
decent 
reaping all the seed left this ain't a flower season

everything covered in thorns cutting through me like saws
breaking the laws of physics build me into a mystic
existence consume the scrolls unwritten

nobody cares if a blank page is lost
nobody cares if you die before you reach your height
nothing to be remembered by

roll through December the snow where you lie
you just an ember no flame an no light
why should they care if you go to the night
you won't last if you don't fight uh

and i'm last right now so i gotta break out
outta gas right now need a find a new valve

light up a spliff
my life i miss
watching it pass me by
climb up a cliff
reaching the tip
but my hand slide
i might grab on but i might let go
i might be wrong but i cannot know     x2

ASHY EYES (prod. Santos Santana)

BIG shout out to my boi KAZAN
check his sc: @kazan_is_dead_and_gone

Lyrics:
snatch and grab 
watch me grab the bag
zombie I relapse
over that drag the tab
over head with the cut
like i'm Hendrix
undead unloved unaccepted x2

electric
broken chest broken metric
reaching out with both hands like i'm ambidextrous
senseless 
bitch i'm the chemist
boutta overdose
go too sleep like the dentist
you defenseless

more medicated than most
an i'm coming from the trenches
tensing
undiscovered muscles I don't know
super saiyan super senses

red rum
run from the gun
I do not stunt
I get what i want
never done
on the come up
I cannot front
dressed like a bum

tattered image identity never finished
smoking spinach losing minutes
brain diminished biggest cynic 
witness me change the limit
witness me clinically
fucked up

blacked out tint
with the blacked out rims

capped out spin
got my cone packed in

running with the kin
i'll be ruling by the end

nova we explode
letting no one near my soul

no one near my soul x6

one day i'll kill us all

yea they fuck with the trap
fuck a little harder when i bust on the cap
yea they sleep on me nap
like i sleeping with your daughter no cuffs no sap oh

boutta chop trees for the visa 
gonna pop these till i seizure
knife in my back like Caesar
blunts on tap wet reefer

beds terracotta
lambs to the slaughter
clams in my gutter
red with the colour
Dam with no other
SAM for the choppa
xanned off a quarter
land when i wanna

we boutta rise
cycle repeats everything will demise
look at the skies
grey clouds in fleet bullet holes for they eyes 
cut all my ties
burning my bridges I can't find the right
side to stick by
so i go solo don't frame me by type

you hopeless
say you posted
no one noticed
swing with no fist
i'm an og
with the opiates
copious
how I cope this
dope n bliss
yea smoking this
don't exist 
when i'm floating
it's
if I can survive
that's a bonus
shoot for the moon
but my skull keep on blowing

RED RUM (prod. KΛZΛN)

This track wasn't on SC, so I added it. Simple enough.
Incase somehow obvious wasn't obvious, all credit to @ https://soundcloud.com/fuckthtx

FUCKTHTX - Wake Me Up When I'm Dead

so you’ve grown roots into my soul
the pieces of you became pieces of me
and i can’t tear you out
you’re my everything

your eyes burst into flames
they’re pouring over us
they’re pouring over us 
theyre melting through my soul
theyre taking control
theyre taking control

can you feel yourself
lost in a frozen forest now
with the snow leaving halos round
your broken bleeding lonely crown

flowing from those morning
waking up at 6 am
i recall you had no make up on
you looked great that day

icanttearyouout

1 take sick af
bumping till I fill my cup

Lyrics:
stunt 
with a double cup
blood on my teeth front
run from the five o
cunt on the down low
runt of the batch
catch eyes with the stash
slash fast with a mask
rash spreading through my cash

packs of the dye
last when we ride
bask in the light
best suicide
destined to die
and i
kept all the right
poison in coat
double double drop
non stop slop
fuck the world fuck a cop

i fiend
death will come for free
life is overplayed
flash bang hand grenade
cos ya'll too blind
sign your life away
mortgage underpaid
silent desolate
no one will find
hidden games i play
mental replicate
you reciprocate
make your own mind
don't follow yesterday
hollow action take
sorrow when you wake

tip tip
fuck on da bitch
writ writ 
rid of the da clip
pip pip
sip a da tick
quick and spit
with the automatic

sick sick
sick of the shit
sit sit 
sit on ma dick
quick quick
whip on a lick
taking the car
taking the fit

bitch bitch
out my shit
kit kit
kat when you snap
fuck fuck
holding the cap
zzz sleep on my rap

you piss piss
pissing blood
run this house
run your mouth
diss diss
my come up
bitch get out
bitch get out

outclassed
think you outlast 
una
outcast
from the special class
you da
combat lvl 1 crab
scuttle in the street like you free with a bat
in a rpg miss me with that shit
this a ball game shooting 3's
team captain
you the water boi
laced contacts catshit
mum antivax
low iq don't wanna catch shit

CUT 2 FRONT (prod. COLE THE KING)

/?/?/?/
Go show the artists some love for this moon!
https://www.deviantart.com/wannabegamedev

Lyrics:
Laundry basket
Causing racket 
I be on the sad shit

Wavy badger
Skunk friends
Stink of living lavish

Rabbit
Foot round my neck 
We getting superstitious 
Hope my luck'll hold out
Reach a new division 

Written 
so my lines I throw away
Prolly a gold bar in my waste bin
I been tasting where the safe is
Got that thick smell like perfume 
Gonna steal it hope I don't hurt you
Cos I feel it becoming virtue
If I rise I remember your third view

On my first track 
Take me back
I can't stick to one style
so i compile but I like that

i'm a sloth with a cough boutta let go
of every sound in my mind Charlie Hebdo
cos my brain boutta bust with the blood i said so
when it rain get lost in the mud
like that white rat
cat coming for the throat horrible

slice of life
i find quite
alright
WiFi die
at night
cos we lie
on sight
why we
here to cry
if we wont
speak true
i think you want
death
i think i want you
ocean roll off blue
endless trip
we through
life a dream 
to me
my dreams reality
we all fake i hate
people act all day
i forsake my shield
all i want is real
all i need is real

Murky Clouds (prod. r1ckxdr)

Buggin.

https://soundcloud.com/vermin666 makes fire.

Lyrics:
back out
spazz out
i'm a be a let down
tap out
black out
dose again

undecided
undefeated
i'm addicted uh
yuh

i got violence
i be feeling
little different uh
yuh

like the silence
when you stealing
from my vision uh
yuh

i got tired
fucking dealing
with the system uh
yuh

slit wrists
when i'm pissed
drugs up on my
wish list

split fids
for the mist
acting like i'm
different

acid spit
in the clit
psychedelic
mission

not fit
take the kit
when their aint no
witness

too cashed
off my face
disappear without trace
i got cubes but they laced
eat that shit for the taste

yea my mental radiates
Chernobyl localized
inside my brain
cell
waster
cut lines like a
racer
lightning with the 
taser
killing for the
favour
consume you for the
flavour
i been makings moves up
on your radar 
soon i'm coming through
to make a crater

meteor i hit earth
buried in the dirt
i'm own test tube do it first
then i know it works

10 lines deep like a fisherman
move a chess piece to a different land
i been doing shit that you cant comprehend
down another fifth then i dose again

yea
yea

no light left
im a dissect
put the knife in

aye

yea
yea

no fighting
you a python
never my friend

undecided
undefeated
i'm addicted uh
yuh

i got violence
i be feeling
little different uh
yuh

like the silence
when you stealing
from my vision uh
yuh

i got tired
fucking dealing
with the system uh
yuh

INSECT (prod. VERMIN)

Cold, I don't feel a thing, I know it's troubling.

So, what do I do now? I've got to go find myself. 

x2





It's cold in my socks, when I walk, I freeze in my place
I need an escape,


They tell me they love me, I wanna be free from the hate. 
no it won't be of this way. 

I spoke to a demon today,


He told me they wouldn't believe what I'm saying.
So what is the use if I speak of my brain.
I wish I could just flee into space, without even leaving a trace,




I should proceed, and just move on with silence,
Cause no one can find about the things i did 



Call me itachi, I only embody the evil,
I need to save all these people.


All of my trust, all of it's gone

 I shoot for the moon, I shoot for the stars,
I shoot for the dead, I shoot for my cause. 
I shoot at your eyes, I shoot at your heart. 







I SCREAM AT THE GODS, WHO IS IN CHARGE,
i WAS BORN INSIDE OF PANDORA'S BOX 





till this day i watch society rot,
kill everything till it finally stops. 
wish the day comes when im finally gone

WHY AM I THE ONE THAT'S DYING SO YOUNG X 3 


see all the shit that i live with
very young odd kid living  - x4

Antihero (prod. silentnight)

s p a c e k a d e t

Lyrics:
the winter might be coming but i still feel cold
toxins got me buzzing sipping Styrofoam
don't know why i'm running so i won't no more
cooking up like mutton there's a wolf at my door
i been fucking with my blessings now i'm left on the floor
wonder why i lie i cant fly no saw
less i'm cutting through these trees like a blade to my throat
fuck these memories how'd they break from the vault
boutta go ghost
lose what i know
choose to be found
when i wash on the coast 
redrum in in my mind got me spinning through my high
thinking bout the sacrifice washing over me like wine

fuck what you thought
i'ma do it twice yea
fuck what you taught
i don't need your advice said
fuck what you know then
fuck it hit it thrice yea
lungs gone feel smoke
my bloods alcohol

misfit with the wrist slit
got sickness don't visit
i know ya'll don't miss it
that a game that's different
don't fit in where you sitting
i got my own ambition
i keep myself distant then
roll up and spark my writtens

fuck what you thought
i'ma do it twice yea
fuck what you taught
i don't need your advice said
fuck what you know then
fuck it hit it thrice yea
lungs gone feel smoke
my bloods alcohol

Fuck It (prod. HOOLIGN x REVX)

LETS GET FUCKED UP

Lyrics:
i don't need what you need
need that stack we go cqc
spend my racks
on apothecary
dodge that tax
when i d.i.e
yea we hit that ace
then we leave no trace
i cant feel my face
that's why i stay blank
disguised in the night
meds be hitting right
i gone catch a fade
swerving up the interstate


sever the artery Armani stained
take every part a me i won't complain
flesh of my enemy fresh on my memory
death an amenity 
welcome to better me

fuck a Light Yagami write in my name
bitch you gone start on me you get the fang
sub level entity
metal identity
poison my remedy
not what i'm meant to be

lets get fucked up
lets get faded

nose to snow 
so infatuated

i'm still lone 
but i feel famous

acetone
corrode I hate it

fuck dimensions
I've ascended
you ain't got no comprehension
body loaded like a weapon
overdosing my obsession

what you made of
where you came from
I've seen god and there's no savior
seen no angels 
seen no halo
watch as i transcend creator
fuck your payroll
what you hail
false idols control behavior 
there's no chaos
shit don't pay off
burn your life incinerator 

Fuck

We be stuck

Shit we outta luck

We gone fight

sentient 
sediment
out a
my element
breaking the pieces
and stitch it together again
worn like the denim
a veterans
organs
enveloped
in venom
becoming
distorted
i've hoarded the curse

now i'm boutta drop this bliss on the earth

kicked from the ship you don't fit on my curve

trajectory set to be high like a bird

feathers golden
red beak on mars we roving roving
overdosing
dropping
till my system
rose coated

got no hope
grab the colt
and clutch
like a ghost 	

i got rope
and mold
i sold my soul
i cock it back
and  let blow

Virus (prod.  Kyroshie)

im god awful

prod. https://soundcloud.com/nextime

art. https://soundcloud.com/c3of

mixed by. https://soundcloud.com/endoindigo

god awful prod. nextime

The blood in my veins always feels like static.

Lyrics:
light cannot reach me
what the fuck you got to teach me
i'll move so fast you can't see me
always been part of the scenery

you know i'm loving the greenery
i got epiphany hitting me differently
distance me from their distillery
pissed at me frequently cos i can't
be what they need from me

dead in my grave
blood in my veins
feeling like static i vanish
in days
call me Houdini
they see me at first
then i converge
an desert in a cave
not getting payed
off a them plays
but i got brothers that keep me awake
know they gone get everything that i take
i got respect for the real not the fake
yea

i got respect for the real not the fake
You get me high like the drugs in my veins

stay quiet stay quiet don't ruin it now
stay quiet stay quiet

YA'LL SPEAKING TO THE WRONG FACE

stay quiet silence the height of my night
i live my life out the light
confined a flight observing my purpose
its all by design

not fucking with the checks less they coming for free
i got Eden in my head but i'm stuck on my feet
why the fuck you interject when they talking bout me
i'm the virus in your meds i'm the fire to flee bitch

I been hitting fire for weeks
but i bury all my demons i on't
let em release
plug that leak we don't speak bout the mp3's
i hear the creak of them floorboards they tempting me

I'ma turn the nights to days
all the highs to ways
cos i can't take it no more
then we gone slide the k's like a tidal wave
while we smoking out the 4 door

Static Grey Is The Light

Static Grey Is The Light (prod. CRCL)

lyrics: https://genius.com/Chris-rain-centipede-lyrics

artwork: @hugo.psd , @tom.v.e.r.s.e

AMV : https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ngNVb_CnV_8

SPOTIFY

CENTIPEDE (Prod. NoWay)

lyrics:

I will not breathe in the sea and freeze with the weak don't speak
I dont really wanna hear
Words from the sand
From dirt not a man 
Stay six feet deep
Do I make myself clear

Indebted to the knife no more
Ive found my way
Beyond the shore
The credit that you've claimed
Washed away by retribution 
Torn, 4AM in the den 
where your friends, 
I'ma blend 
I'ma mend with the silhouette again

I pull up with the strap they hands up "wait a minute"
This ain't no clock Ill break yo jaw
And shape yo fate with rickets
I'm takin yo life the fight is over might just take some digits
She in my phone 
my home while you gon grow 
in the face of fission
Below the mud
I dirty the floor and rug 
with the slug on the run
I've become new man
How could I be
How could I leave
All of the things 
All the rings and 
The riches on land

I've taken new form new life
Mistaken by some fo the light
Serrating all the birds up high
Interfacing with blight

4AM [PROD. HUSHINSILENCE]

rip my bread cunt.

Lyrics:

~ uhh i made a sandwhich today, and just when I finished making it, I took a big bite and then I saw mold on the bread and now i'm mad ~


been sober bout 7 days
now i cant levitate
fuck out my space 
sacrifice you to 
great Lavey
bleed while i meditate
seek an i elevate
head to the ceiling they sealing
my energy
try
that shit gone make you my enemy
dog with no bite i gone snort you like ketamine
lines
kill you like beetle no let it be
70 seconds that you get alive

the drip i be copping
on trip and not stopping
i thinking bout robbing a bank
we sick Pathalogic
get pissed an psychotic
might empty the clip with a bang
we don't shoot blanks
they keep us in pain
i'm feeding them worms that be eating my brain
now i can't think
falling away
i'm gonna drop till they all know my name

aye long cash
wrist watch
i don't care whether
money talks
fuck school
fuck cops
work hard
nothing pays off
drug fuck
eat shit
love it when I hear the
beat hit
smoking what the reaper
leaving
tell that bitch to sink 
her teeth in

bitch i got high tops
with the black socks
drop a body
feel like black ops
clear a lobby 
know i hit the flask
i'm a rep shotty
with a broken mask
i'm a die slow
there no other way
sold my soul
to make another k
stepping muck and it gone eat you up
i keep on pushing luck until i puking weight

hit up her place
shoot up like columbine
dirty bitch she know that i got her
collar signed
sniffing bricks
slit my wrists now they cauterized
huffing mist
breathing hits and it
caught her eye
i'm in space
shooting stars in my retinas
coffee laced
pass a knife they dissecting us
hollow face
they gone find
that my elements eminent
metal and dirt
on my church
i'm the reverend
fuck

_-ERROR17-_
_-INVALID-_

SMOKING WHAT THE REAPER LEAVING (prod. VENXM)

MUSIC VIDEO ----- https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=30P1cl0i-lY

MY K/D IS BETTER THAN YOURS

Lyrics:
Treading water with yo daughter she don't tell me to stop
call me a reporter i'll record her then i'll slaughter the ops
fuck the general pop
i got a general's Glock
gone gat it twice say goodnight
I always double my shots

shit i don't fuck the stock
i'm custom down to my socks
i keep a chemical balance too manage
snuffing them rocks
i'm door door like a fox
i sort the 4 door unlocked
so took a joy ride
yea that aight fuck it right

fucking pyro
everything i type go a light g
bitch i'm psycho
might get cut on sight lil dicey
fuck a highroad
shit i'm in a crypt every fucking night
resurrect with a new head call that prototype
got that Milo
always keep it dark like my Nike
sleep in silo
waiting for spark bitch invite me
shit that  five 0
chasing on my tail i'ma fail
go the same way i came 
screaming looking fucking pale
uh

run it out southbound
she gone ride it right round
fuck her with a knife out
i'ma light it right now 

fuck around night owl
sickle see them pipe down
cauterized ice out
speaker loud from my house

run it out southbound
she gone ride it right round
fuck her with a knife out
i'ma light it right now 

bitch i'm bound to devout
smoking cloud up in the loud
love her mouth from the south
i'ma keep it locked down

LOS FORRY CUSTOMS (prod. triplesixdelete)

THE ALCHEMIST (Prod. RiCh LoSeR)

prod me

you make me wonder
how far id go to keep you close 
youre like no other
the only reason i come home
i feel the thunder
if it rains just take my coat
i know youre somewere
and im somewhere else alone


you could tell me what you wanted but it wouldnt be me
i like to think that im important give it time and well see
i am
there untll the end
when i come back again

and i know that i live far away and i always leave
theres not a thing i wouldnt do to have you closer to me
my friend
you live inside my head
so ill come back again

come back again
 
i know that you need some time for yourself
im so drastically different you know i mean well
we could try everything or maybe get some help
cuz this world is too fucked up we’ll find a way out

spotify

come back again

OUT ON ALL PLATFORMS!

"RACE MY DEMONS" by Bawsk3 https://songwhip.com/bawsk3/racemydemons

@BAWSK3 - RACE MY DEMONS

Dying

Dying (prod. Young Taylor x Polar)

Prod. SPINEKISSER

When I gotta take a look at my life
I let it slide
With a rival attitude I'm escaping into the night
If you wanna fight us
Soaking praying to the blood
Imma reconcile with my demons just to get up

Never never gave a fuck about a sin
year 21 but you still on the same shit
talking about the plethora of things that you ain't did
19 but I'm up 28 rings

Damn the I
I am the lord
I praise my days
I hate the law
I say what's raw

Stay alive
And rot inside
You walk the plank
Fuck around
Look around
What's wrong

Damn the I
I am the lord
I praise my days
I hate the law
I say what's raw

Stay alive
And rot inside
You walk the plank
Fuck around
Look around
What's wrong

They don't know shit
Don't own you things
I ride the pain
I ride the wave
It's like this

Urge to claw
Who do me wrong
Protect the ones
Who have my heart
I give it all

All of that matters
Doesn't even fucking matter
The mind is slowly decaying
From the television chatter
I'm looking death in the eyes
And I struggle to figure what's sadder
The dead or the stagnant I think it might be the latter

It's all about the monetary gains
Everything else is a lie in your face
They don't like it when you spitting back facts
That's a chase
Hounds all around me but they don't know how to play
No fangs

Who would have thought
That I could wake up the overlord
The quiet and sleeping
But waking up if you go too far
But I went too far
Now I'm stuck and screaming

Damn the I
I am the lord
I praise my days
I hate the law
I say what's raw

Stay alive
And rot inside
You walk the plank
Fuck around
Look around
What's wrong

They don't know shit
Don't own you things
I ride the pain
I ride the wave
It's like this

Urge to claw
Who do me wrong
Protect the ones
Who have my heart
I give it all

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Lyrics:
text back
no way
fuck that
cold case
blacked out
black coup
black shoes
no face
blessed up 
ok
pressed down
no change
tap out
said who
we blew
cobain

step out
no lace
i leave
no trace
no scene
no crime
stay high
always

test me
i test back
blunt feed
no contact
see shit
be shit
elite shit
you rugrats

bitty got a bad lil waist
give her my kids to taste
break her back bitch concave
run it back got no save
fuck it up can't behave
come in up got me strange
reckon it appear that way
record dont fear no fate
i might get it done one day
but i might be dug one day
6ft foot grave 


bitch i gotta cut the weed
and up the speed
then shave my head
like mr clean
im fuckin up

gotta get a
a cup bleach
i fucking reak
i fucking fiend
i need a bullet
where i breathe
let it cut 
my teeth

numb to the blade
what the fuck you mean

i dont need a k 
i need my gut to bleed

drink all my pay
where the celler be

smokin cellery like

trash kid 
trash kid
where's yo come up
where's yo clique

bad shit 
bad shit
that gone come up
to you bitch
snap you like elastic
drop you like a mattress
fuckin up my canvas
get up out the planet

trash kid 
trash kid
where's yo come up
where's yo clique

bad shit 
bad shit
that gone come up
to you bitch
fuck you acting tragic
dissapear like magic
powder got me laughin
all i see is static

UH

text back
no way
fuck that
cold case
blacked out
black coup
black shoes
no face
blessed up
ok
pressed down
no change
tap out
said who
we blew
cobain

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Text Back No Way (prod. Ermashov)

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