A small collection of songs that I hope you can relate to.

In The Past (ft. Coolboifresh)

NIRVANA

SONNY RIVERS - NIRVANA (PROD. YOUNGNOTHING)

H E L P

HILLS HAVE EYES (prod. yung pear)

STRIP ANTHEM

South Strip - STRIP ANTHEM

Possessed & Entertained

Pøssessed & Entertained w/MObeaty

DarknessNeverHurtAnyone

DarknessNeverHurtAnyone [Prod. Reverse Playback]

Wings

[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)

prod: YUNG ZODIAC

LYRICS:

XTAHC:

i’m just that crazy motherfvcker
wig splittin motherfvcker
face peelin motherfvcker
so you better hide ya mother

keep it tucked motherfvcker
better run motherfvcker
you my son motherfvcker
you about to have a brother

you ain’t killer
no you ain’t realer
swear you’re trapped up in your feelings
you need a healer

and all them boys that you done hit up
is pure vanilla 
c0ke backed up in ya nose 
man you need to relax relax

man i feel so fvckin cold,
when i’m locked up you know, two toned,
you say you not gone, but you’re no where around,
and i can’t help but feelin lost,
when i realize you’re gone,
and i jus really miss ya touch, but i’m up and i’m on, come on n1gga

you ain’t fantasize sh1t, i put a gun in my hand
and i been workin since a jit, jus to get where i’m at,
i’m back to back i’m making hits, man you can’t even do that
don’t touch my blick, unless you wanna use it.

$lick: 
how the fvck you runnin on empty b1tch when you just barely started?

mother fvck you, and all your friends i beg no fvckin pardon

best believe i’m keepin it realer till my eyes is rollin back

they only know how to talk the talk but they just don’t know how to act.

h0e you think that you’re poppin b1tch you’re more like a dud,

better find another option cuz you stuck in the mud,

and you think just cuz you up you won’t get filled with the slugs,

they gon find you in a rug, snug, covered in bl00d.

smoke you like a pack of rillas, you ain’t no killer.

who you think you foolin b1tch?

you ain’t no hitta.

i think you tried your best mane.

it’s time to quit up.

goin no where fast mane your wig is gettin split up.

MDFKR. ft $lick

Right Here DEMO (prod Lord Sinek)

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