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track 7 produced by @xandror2
track 8 produced by @imfrostd + @turroo0
track 12 produced by @bbyazul4k + @lynxw

suffer

i ain't coming back, police on my ass
that bitch stupid as fuck, still fucked up off that 
i drop the top and i blow it up
hollup bro ain't slow enough
i'm in the back and i'm throwing up
i'm throwing up in the back of bentley
why in the fuck is they asking who sent me
i love that bitch but that lil bitch resent me
hoe don't worry bout who sent me
bitch i'ma demon like fendi
got a hollow in this semi

he falling back, we gon push up
rpg-7 don't look up
yo bro just got cut, pick his foot up
just stack that lil bitch in the pick up
swear to god every bitch make me sick, ughh
lil bro put your hands up it's a stick up
we ain't leaving wit shit we just blick em
lil bitch keep your eyes closed
he don't know what i know
i know way too much about some shit
that ion wanna know
fuck that what do i know
why you acting shy hoe
i pick up the pieces when i'm done
like where the time go

can't come back

she stay in the back of my mind
she be saying shit i don't like
feel like hell and i don't know why
feel like hell and i don't know why 

don't tell me you like me
if i feel sum different from you
i got what you need and what you want
but i don't want you
you can love me all you want
kill myself out your front door
one wrong move inside this bitch
i swear to god we done hoe   

poison in my body
i just got too fucked up i got
poison in my body
she just act like, what i act like
i'm who she embody
im so fucked up, shut the fuck up
slits all on my body
slits all on my body

i know i'm an asshole
scratch all down my back hoe
why did you come back tho
i ain't want you back hoe

gen5 in this bag hoe
hollow fill this mag bro
why this fuck hoe mad tho
bitch, get off my back bro

give a fuck about shit bitch i'm done yeah
get on top of the roof wit this gun yeah
that lil shot in his head get him stunned yeah
that lil shot in his head now he done yeah

i just talk all my shit then i'm done yeah
i can't help that i do what i want yeah
what's been done could never be undone yeah
i control how this all get spun yeah

poison in my body

walk into the airport, everybody staring at me
had to walk back out my choppa in the backseat
put a hunnit on this bitch, i swear i started laughing
walk inside this bitch, i swear i started blasting

blood on the carpet, blood on my bag too
blood on my hands, i got blood on these mags too
blood on the carpet, blood on my bag too
blood on my hands, i got blood on these mags too

let the feds know they cannot find me
go where i want ion need ID
pig pull a mf over, ion really give a fuck
yeah hoe i shoot police
two to the chest, one to the head
four in the back, dump the rest in the mf face
twelve squad car back up, pack up in this bitch
yeah yeah yeah this whip finna race
i fuck around put a hole in his chest
i put the same strap to my head 'fore the feds
ever make me confess
nah bitch i can't ever confess
if i walk inside this bitch
i cannot leave until i see that everybody is dead
i do what i see recorded, my brain been thru torture
i'm ready to blow off my head

blood on the carpet, blood on my bag too
blood on my hands, i got blood on these mags too
blood on the carpet, blood on my bag too
blood on my hands, i got blood on these mags too


first one down he the first one out
first in the room, first one shot down
two shots in the left lung
blood down the leg, run
fill up his lungs
made that lil boy drown
six feet low, now his ass in the ground
if i'm in this hoe, i do not make a sound
blue, red, blue light, i gotta bounce
they don't know where i stay, ho i haunt in the south

walk in the airport

produced by @bbyazul4k + @lynxw

choppa hold a hunnit round
i'ma walk into wh*te h0use swear to god
i'ma air that bih out
fuck them lil feds if they looking for me
you can tell em figure that shit out

why everybody so n@zi
i bet they do not act like that outside
if they did i know no one could stop me

only reason i get mad on twitter cus i cannot kill em thru the screen
i'm tryna walk into somebody house that i don't know to hear em scream
yeah i'm so mf emo lil bih cus i really love it when i bleed
yeah i'm so mf emo lil bih cus i really love it when i scream

my favorite genre post-hardcore
fuck is you doing, get a job dork
fuck is you doing get some bread hoe
how did this bih get in my head, oh
fuck i look like tryna talk hoe
get off my dick get a job hoe
get off my dick that shit dead bitch

i spent a couple racks ripping packs
aint gave a fuck, i just get it back
when that mf pull ass i be mad
how tf i aint get a hit in 10 packs??

how tf he get hit he keep a ten packed
ion fuck wit the cia they get licked
i just might send them hoes my hitlist

in a envelope wit a r1c1n pack
glitter bomb fulla anthr@x
everybody in that hoe finna die
bomb strapped to his body he dyin

my favorite genre post-hardcore

my favorite genre post-hardcore (bonus)

wet him up like a mop yeah
if it's a laser on this bih everyone gon get popped
i put this metal in his face makaveli, like pac
i act like ion like that shit, but i like it a lot

i cut my eyes out
i'm not tryna see none of what this lil hoe talm bout
this shit stupid, don't piss me off
no i can't calm down
get your attention
i feel like shit, think about it
it get depressing

bitch i woke up fucked up
that shit you told me bout tell me bout
no that's not enough
i walk inside that hoe cautious
feel weird inside my gut
i can't sleep if it's people round me
swear my eyes don't shut 
no i don't know shit
i loaded up, i'm totin
don't give a fuck about nothing
fuck if i'm broken
like it's just me and my pole
and they let us both in
i up that lil shit on everybody
they frozen

i cut my eyes out

i draw my blood to put in wishing wells
you not my twin no more, ok then fuck it
i just wish you well
i'ma keep telling myself that lie
until my ass go to hell
i'ma keep telling myself that lie
until my ass go to hell

yeah, ok
you feel worse than i felt
just deal with what you're dealt
just care about myself
yeah, ok
i just do this damage to my body
swear to god i can't let no one stop me
got regrets but i can't let it haunt me

it's so dark, knife inside my heart yeah
oh my god, howd i get so lost yeah
please get out, think i'm bleeding out yeah
i can't see, i can't hear a sound yeah

i'm bleeding out my body
i bleed so much it's obvious
why won't anyone stop me
no i don't need an audience
i bled out so much i think i'm dead

so much it's obvious

shit so unpleasant, bitch i'm not impressed wit yuh
i don't give no fuck about that bih fuck that nah
i cared so much that i don't think i care at all
i text you back so i could let you tell me off
bitch you a demon you scheming you was plotting on me
i just put the 50 barrel on the fucking tommy
i walk in like a zombie, two poles on me
come and take this shit off my body like my name romney

soul undone body tied up in the basement
19 story fall off of this builiding, hit the pavement
i used to watch people die like that shit entertainment
now i close my eyes and see it all, feel like impaling

any fucking body put the razor to my body
and disembowel me
don't ask me no fucking question
it's not about me
new hoodie look like a transmog
yo lil hoe WoW me

i just step into the function, look like a bad dream
my lil homie act too chill i promise he just masking
if i take this sub2k out everyone get flattened
why this bih act like she knew me, that shit was back then

unpleasant

produced by @imfrostd + @turroo0

i walk on this plane of existence til my head hurt
i felt you stab me in my back with little effort
i felt you fold into the void with little pressure
is there a sniper on the roof, i felt my neck hurt

i'm falling, ho i'm all in, please don't call them
i'm in your mind i'm your possesor
i'm falling, aew all in, up pole and off em
i could never be your protector

oh fuck ok
ok i guess i'm a bad guy
can i talk you right now
or is it still a bad time
this could never be like the last time
like i don't even think i have time
i drown my head in water
i walk in that hoe slaughter
i watch you like a stalker

possessor

bitch i pull up the block hot
he get smoke like a rasta
yeah this AK from romania
ion do the drama
fye spit like a llama
i got all them straps on me
alqaeda, like i'm osama

he pulled up he just got shot
i do that shit he want yeah
yeah this pistol from albania
he talking to god yeah
fye spit like a llama
i got all them straps on me
alqaeda, like i'm osama

bitch i'm so turnt like jane yeah
we left the body in the woods
we left that lil shit stained yeah
no ong i cannot say nun
keep that shit in my brain yeah
i might disseapaer like magic
like bitch i'm david blaine yeah
bitch i'm the one to blame yeah
i hear them police on my radar
she said we was sum but no we not
hate this bih so much, i pray to god
i pray for pain to hold this bih heart

romania

produced by @xandror2

i been to hell but im back now
stuck in the background
soon as i push thru
gun on my lap now
bled on the map
that i had, need to find you
not in control of this pole
i could blind you

fuck, you could blind me
blood on my white tee
blood on your white tee
bloodfall, it's likely
i'm getting sick
i admit, only slightly
if i must shoot
then i must shoot presicely

i don't even like me
there's nobody like you
somebody come knife me
oh trust me i'd like to
i can't seem to do it
i lost all my movement
i don't need to prove it
i feel useless

ok i ran out of uses
ok lemme recharge
then get back into it
like wow i almost blew it
put that gun in yo hand
cock it back, you can do it
blow out yo brain in the back
you can do it

7.62 in my chest
7.62 in my face
i got 7 straps inside the truck
incase you're running late
i put on the kevlar
so im first in line to show my face
so as we get in just air it out
please let them know their place

blood fall likely

bitch if i fuck around, we both die
i might take his whole life
ion like the person i've become
but fuck it, more life

week after week after week, bitch i'm going numb
leak after leak after leak, bitch i'm going dumb

bitch i'm going stupid
fye on me i'm shooting
please don't ask me nothing about none
hoe i might shoot him
i ain't acting rational, i'm acting extra clueless
he was tryna do it like me, but his dumbass blew it

shot at his side hoe
down from the south hoe
down where my mind go
can't stand a loud hoe

strap in my lap, yeah bitch i'm still alive hoe
snow in the south, yeah bitch i love them white hoes

where the fuck my white boy
yeah that boy a mass threat
he can't leave the house tho
he up pole and blam shit

please don't let him leave the fucking house
that shit get tragic
i bring him out, he dissapear like that shit magic

more life

running out of options, suffocate in water
in the room, i'm lifeless, creep in like a stalker
i just put the scalpel to his throat like i'm a doctor
we took off his head kick it around like that shit soccer

replay, i don't want no replay
i see what i want when i want no i cannot relay
anything you ask, i cannot do it, there's no leeway
i just left his body mangled up and down the freeway


i step out the function blacked out
go in, but i'm back out
if i take you with me, gotta promise you won't back out
this a ar15 300, 300 blackout
i just took the contract i killed him, and now i cashout

blocka bl- blocka, ch- choppa on me, spazz out
i walked in upset so everybody getting tagged now
keltec spit that fye like i just let a fucking ghast out
i walk in with no life in my eyes, you let a gasp out

ok, slit apart my face until i open
ok, i gave him something so now he choking
ok, screaming getting drowned out by the locusts
ok, i just left the scene and no one noticed
ok

football

bitch i'm too good at what i do fuck everybody
i get so fucked up now it's cuts all on my body
and ion think no one gon give a fuck until it's decay on my body
i'ma come back just to haunt them, bitch i'm on sum, bitch i'm 

bitch i'm rotting
bitch i'm stuck in the walls that i wanted
you can say what you want, but you lost me
you not true to yourself, you ain't got me
be transparent with me

cus u too opaque
same as you were, i hate
what you are what you could've been
what you are, what you were to me

bitch i been screaming my lungs out so fucked up about it
i try to believe you can change, you could change but i fucking doubt it
a change for the worst so it hurts, just to know that i couldn't stop you
see a change in the way that i talk about you, i aint want to

suffer

funeral