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[VERSE I: Yung Mutt]
watch me pull up in a H1 with my day ones
now's the time to say something, if you wanna say something
swinging on 'em
make their face lumped
pull up to the lakefront and roll bout 8 blunts
now my face numb from the grey bumps
white lines like we in a shake junt
fake fronting ass pussy boy 
run
your mama made change
didn't know she also made chumps
make your bitch wet
in fact, here the rain come
stain something
all day plague stunting
ain't fronting
bitch I'm in the back puffing
me and my cousin fucking buzzing
got the razor blades tucked in
airing at the fucking room like Glade Plug Ins

[VERSE II: Wetto]
represent that East 5 9
it’s a grey thing 
creeping round your mother fucking block with no plates, mane
make your motherfucking front yard to a gun range
blocka blocka with the chopper
turn your name to a stain
big dog
no heart
we ain’t built the same nah
big gars
xan bars
fucking up my brain yah
fentanyl
lotta barre
flowing throw my veins ey
adderall
speed balls
i might go insane fuck
whole lotta drugs
life closed to done
demons climbing on my walls in my bedroom
i got tendencies of suicidal ideation
menace to society when I ain’t medicated

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Toxic

[Verse I: Germ]
diamonds hit like pop rocks
we got too hot
lightin blunts with lava
we dont do the drama but the Oscars where I’m posted at Grammys on my neck
shoot for the stars I swear to god on that
ima need you to stand on that
im tryna tap in with your almanac
wavey homies hated I got demons in my basement
nigga might piss me off ima lay his ass down on the pavement dreads swangin’
smokin’ Jamaican lookin’ for all my payments
paper chasin Haitian
move the chains like 4th and inches
im here to slay ‘em
all this lean bitch i can’t feel my body
all these pills bitch i can’t feel my body
ain’t no love in my heart I dont feel nobody
keep it to my self I might lose it cant catch a body

[Verse II: Ruby]
white dove fly high
throw my 3s up in the sky
throw my 3s around my eyes and then i call it my disguise
mask off im just outchea with a raw face
ask me how i been and i draw blanks
hold tight til my claws break
full metal jacket kinda heavy
at the bottom of the fuckin lake i parked my chevy
waiting to die but i wasnt born ready
shaking up my life im just tryna hold steady
birds of a feather flock together
grey the fucking gang
aint no one could do it better
two odd numbers right behind a fucking letter
me slick and germ our alliance is forever

[Verse III: SCRIM]
i just popped a pill
pull up what the deal
pistol whip a pussy have em looping on a reel
wood grain wheel
chromed out rims
million dollar deals sign my name as H I M
tales from the north
back from the dead
hard to feel for a pussy when these thorns in my head
2 story grave
trauma on my wrist
3 fingers high other 3 in my bitch
i got problems that won’t go away
don’t understand cuz i been hitting pay
lord i pray that my bitch gay
new opps but my click grey

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Finding Shelter In My Larynx

Imge Hendrixx - Cabin In Da Woods [ALL GAS RADIO + NEVANOTWORKIN EXCLUSIVE]

破碎 = Broken
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Lyrics

will you end my pain 
will you take my life
will you bleed me out
will you hang me out to dry
will you take my soul 
in the midnight rain
while I’m falling apart
while I’m going 
(insane) (2nd time)
x2

can you break my bones
will you tear my skin
can you taste my lust
can you feel my sin
see im a waste of life
i should just kill myself
yeah i could slit my wrist
but it really wouldn’t help

wouldn’t fix my issues
or change your mind
cause i broke your heart
and you buried mine
now I’m six feet deep 
and i can’t breath 
i got dirt in my eyes 
and blood on my sleeves

but ill dig my way up 
through these roots and leaves 
so i can get some air 
so i can finally breath
now i on my knees 
oh baby begging please
will you
will you

will you end my pain 
will you take my life
will you bleed me out
will you hang me out to dry
will you take my soul 
in the midnight rain
while I’m falling apart
while I’m going
(insane) (2nd time)
x2

goodbye (background singing)
don’t you miss me when I’m gone
cause your the fucking reason that I’m not around
bitch your the fucking reason that I'm 

破碎 (Broken)

P.T.B.

Dreams

DIRTIERNASTIER$UICIDE DROPS FEB 21

[VERSE I: NORTHSIDE SHAWTY]

it's that gutter motherfucker from the northside
gold up on my teeth i got the frost bite
still up in my hood but my bands right
smokin' rock tar out the glass pipe
swervin' while i'm passin' up the red lights
couple xannax in me
need my mind right
everybody say goodnight to the bad guy
i'm from a place in the dark where the dead die
fuck your motherfuckin' camera if you (cash me ousside)
when it comes to heaven's gates you can (cash me ousside)
$lick rick how i pimp on a bitch how bow dah
slit wrist drip drip til i end
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[VERSE 2: PAPA PINE]

frozen posted with a script bottle open
drippin' like a faucet broken
you think that you the fuckin' wave?
i got the ocean flowin'
you think that you won't catch the fade
yung $now be fuckin' lokin'
turn your head to marmalade then light a blunt i'm fuckin smokin
chokin
i got 10 i'm bout to hang
pussy boy claim that he mispoke and now he boastin third coast
i'm dirty south i'm swangin' blades just like a fuckin frozen shogun
sip a spell 
some muddy potion
pull up and i flood the function
got a bag i leave it close and money come and go
sometimes you broke
sometimes you loaded
i feel so broke i need to get loaded
fuck you
always been my slogan
curvin hoes and blowin o's
i'm slowly rollin' potent
gonna overdose
at least i'm hopin

[VERSE: BEER CAN DAN]

bags to get
only select few fuck the rest
big ass rude lil bitch
swallow the stick
30 round sack left her wet
bags of cess
hit the button for the top on the 'vette
bet that hoe ain't never seen nun like this
big pun rocks on my wrist
i bet you love me bruh
you look just like me
fuck
back to back sluts
no fucks
just sucks
at ease boy catch up
front of saks
5 fifths
smoke sac
i just wanna dab
too much passion kiss my ass
pull of in the jag
gucci my v guts
can't be touched
came in broken pick me up
young niggas out here know wassup
back up the coupe
big boof
neck bein thrown she the truth
bow down salute
ski mask tucked tight
weak ass crumb gimme the loot

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[VERSE I: SLICK SLOTH]

playa haters surround me like vultures on a dead body
get the fuck from 'round me, ain't tryna be yo' fuckin' friend 
white boy with the nappy hair
bought the platinums, nah, not double-O, bruh
bunch of all you thirsty
thirty somethin' motherfuckin' bald head headass
won't get off this playa nuts
test yo' luck, might catch slugs
this that middle finger up
shit, fuck a bitch
and fuck you too for thinkin' we would not make it
tell me, really (How does it feel?)
if you were in the field believin' the vision that we living
fuck the fluxes of competition, we got the leverage (How does it feel?)
fuck you punks, we stock weapons
47s, .45s, TECs, poles on deck
cut throat, boy
there's more than one reason that I'm a—

[VERSE II: Ruby da Cherry]

broke boy ain't broke
i got a lot of fucking bread now
i've seen the globe
muffaletta loaf sitting in the right and left pockets
but my pockets got a lot of fucking holes
leave a trail of the crumbs for them fuckboys to follow
yeah fill up that hollow stomach with my sorrow
tomorrow ain't promised - a tough pill to swallow
but roxycodone ain't a tough pill to snort
it's a tough pill to kick
always fall short
standing tall with my vice
fuck yall for the sport
the money the bitches the fame
feeling like a hoard
now i'm smoking more ports
and i'm closer to death than i was when i was poor
cooking pizza in the kitchen
passing out on the couch
i'll die from being bored
sing a sadass song with just 4 chords
oh lord
sing a sadass song
another death in the 7th ward
oh lord
sing a sadass song for yung $now 
putting in hours at the morgue
sing a sadass song for another tally on the sword
blizzard storm when i mourn

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