hatekmxneyy-WokeUp

No Feelings(prod.KAM)

MEGA

[Verse I: No Face]
who was the one that told me that I ain’t shit
told me I wouldn’t amount to shit since I was a kid
looking in the mirror just to see who it is
another fcking geek, pulling out hair to make it frizz
toe tag these bitches just to say their “it”
gotta fake chain on but i’ll still tuck it in
sunday through saturday you wanna talk bizz?
hoe shown she’s flexible after I hit a flip
I don’t understand the concept
these bitches just want sex ain’t it complex?
nah just the conflict, it all makes me sick, like the nic when I take too big of a hit
I don’t want another text saying “aye, at least your doing your best,” cause I already know my life’s a mess, i’ll confess
bust my—bust my head open
so no more delusions

[Verse II: Romeo da Hoe Slayer]
my, my, my all y’all are eyes on me
cause I took the rope now i’m hanging soul free
rather take a knife down my chest make a slice let my skeleton breathe, sleep—bleed n repeat
actually I haven’t slept in around 3 weeks
I don’t want the sleep I rather geek
feel a little pity that’s the human in me
blunt hanging from my lips as I decease
wrapping up this rap, gotta hand back
the half of a bag, just the two ounce but
we still smoke a sack
pack another pack, with the sap
and the dabs, snap back no hat
feeling so gone like I don’t know where i’m at
where im at, where im at?
I don’t really know
what I do know is that these bitches
stay in my lap, as I clap ass
i’m flicking ash, I don’t pass the gas hoe

Delusions[Prod. Hypnotize]

[Verse I: 19th Ward Soldier]
aliens came for abduction
destruction all in the neighborhood
ducking all of these dragons
I slay em and leave them in dungeons
like i’m blind hunting
son of gun these girls soul sucking
pour out your heart and they leave you like nothing
so why was you bluffing? when I was loving?
could of just told me you wasn’t ready to cuff yet
now I look in the mirror and i’m disgusted
couldn’t face the facts
might throw up my heart attack
while i’m fussing
pull down the blinds it was too sunny
getting high off of something, while I’m stuntin’ 
trying to make something out of my life but it all turnt to ash; practically nothing

[Verse II: Terra Pimp da III]
better own the fuck up
pussy boy
eating razor blades you ain’t
gotta choice
I hid your body in the Maserati
passenger no shotty
get the call “we got him”
look like Washington, George
aye
throw em in the pits
show em we don’t take shit
and if they gotta problem
come my way we solve it
fingers up like okay
i’ve been a skeleton way—before my grave
I rather burn to ash and fade away

Introvert [Prod. LpY]

[Verse I: Shadow $erpent]
Dead bouquet of roses
in the palms of my hand
all this drama, i’m the problem
I don’t even understand 
question my own existence
like why am I here?
6-foot pit, stone with my name;
is where I stand
take the bic, light the spliff
just to lay back
take a hit, then i’m next
just to relax
devil told me I can have anything
if I sell my soul
that shit just happens when you taking in too much smoke
the image of death
when I open up my eyes
in the morning waking up
when I try to rise n shine
hell is the under-earth;
it’s better than the real world
take me back home
cock the pistol; aim at my dome as ya

[Verse II: Louis Vuitton Umbrella]
I 
wanna fly
so high
touch the sky
i’m never coming back
goodbye—I fucking hate this life
I rather rot in the pits, while maggots
eat me from the inside
“alright—we get it boy you want to die
we’ll go ahead and cook your body for the feast 
tonight, wanna be cubed or diced? is medium rare fine? if not i’ll leave you on high”
now they asking if I’m feeling okay
I say “yea and i’m feeling great”
as I take the deagle that’s diamond plate, in no-one’s name
just to blow my brains right in yo face

Exclusive $Uicide [Prod. $UMMER$]

Outta My Mnd

LOOK AT ME.MADE BY NEWBY

The best crossover hip-hop song I’ve heard 2024

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The glare from the light

[Verse I: Romeo da Dead Moo$hroom]
I can see the world in a different light
so that’s probably why
why I base it off my life
pull the trigger, as I wave goodbye
when your in trial
just tell em I wanted suicide; that was assisted
I was ready to die
they still charge you homicide
with the amount of personas I have, the charge should’ve been genocide
open up your eyes
i’ve tried and still can’t find a reason to be alive
sleep deprived but yet survived, got nothing to do, so I guess i’ll give the grim reaper a visit tonight

POLICE CHA$E

[Verse II: King Chanterelle XVII]
hop off da chopper
with da motherfucking choppa
blowing up helicopters
with a rocket launcher 
they saying that it’s torture 
who is you “reporter?”
the devil my cosponsor
so hot like i’m scorcher
taking hits off the reaper’s
blunt, call it R.I.P rips
motherfucker you better dip
unless you plan on getting hit
take a sip of bootlegger 
cause the blunt I ain’t even really feel
motherfucker talking shit
better watch how this pistol spits
aye
and i’m swerving in and outta lanes
when the coppa pulled me over
I gave him a warning mane
told him to be safe 
and have a good day
to be honest ion think 
I seen the same cop again

and it’s startin to rain
always in pain
why think i’m smoking—smoking on chronics mane?

The glare from the light/ POLICE CHA$E[Prod. YUNG GENOCIDE]

[Verse I: Kreepy da Killa]
run up all your money like we running in laps
scooby-doo his shit, I took off with his mask
run up on me boy, if you wanna get slapped
told ya boy once, now he gonna get the smack
smackdown 
let’s run it back now
hit the one-two combo 
made ya boy black out
talking all that shit just to get sat down
I know your next move boy ya better reroute 
heard a bang 
and then a pop
hold up lucky me 
my ass got shot
all these motherfuckers want me gone
guess there ain’t a difference between me and my ops
on second thought if there ain’t a difference, 
than i’m sure that they would’ve been equivalent
probably dosed up do you get the reference
suicidal mind, don’t ask why i’m vigilant

[Verse II: Indica]
hit a fckin backflip off the damn curb
lookin like I just got back to planet earth
cause i’m slurring my words, vomit on my T-shirt 
all of these hoes wanna flirt, til they see you in the dirt
“geek, you kinda fine” what these ladies blurt
half these ladies cursed, they overwork when they jerk, 
they need a lil thirst, then they eat me like dessert, while I give em what they deserve or just what they want really 
ladies all around make me dizzy
like zombies their so eerie
strippers on my jeans, no Billie
snow leopard coat cause it’s chilly
and i’m feeling so filthy
just kill me bury me under a city so that 
I can say I was buried under a wasteland that is worth three-hundred milly’

Getting lobotomized without knowing [Prod. YAKOV]

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Introvert [Prod. LpY]

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