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Take A Video [prod. whxtesvpra]

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[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)

MY MENTAL HEALTH IS DECAYING SO QUICKLY

A GLIMPSE OF THE FUTURE IN BLACK & WHITE

Persona Non Grata ™
Produced by avonsuns
Written by avonsuns and Ozzy Monroe
Lyrics below:

Snakes scattered around in due time they connect
Laying flat as the ground but too high to reflect
Ain’t it mad and astounding? Truth dies in a nest
Still it’s Something that could leave a few blind on my neck
you can write it on my grave all I wanted was respect
And some love nothing less
And they tried to ride my wave they ain’t make it off the deck
I spend time in my mind a little too much
I get low, get high a little too much
Felt my heart turn ice like a jeweler
Shit bumping like we riding on a school bus
You can talk stupid that ain’t nun to us
We been through all kinds of shit
I’ll give you game don’t be vain bro the fight’s within
That’s why I’m looking for something I’ll never find again
It must be pain
Oooo it must be pain
Why do I do what I do when I do it?
It must be pain
It must be pain
It must be pain
Why do I do what I do when I do it?
It must be pain

No i don’t feel okay
I’m watching myself rotting away
I cannot feel my face
Been up for days
It’s like 4am
Why?
It must be the pain
It must be the rain
I’m stuck in cage
Inside of my brain
It must be the pain
It must be the rain
I’m stuck in a cage
Inside of my brain

It must be pain
It must be pain
Why do I do what I do when I do it?
It must be pain
Fuck how you feel
It must be pain
Fuck how you feel
It must be pain
Why do I do what I do when I do it?

It Must Be Pain

It Must Be Pain feat. avonsuns (prod. avonsuns)

LYRICS 

Bitch I rip it from your dome 
Heavens gate will await 
You might make it 
As above so below 
I conquer every option 
Man I’m fuckin gone 
Get gone heads blown 
I’ll rest in shade 
I stay in my own lane 
Now bite the chrome 

Fading till I’m grey 
Watching snakes in my face 
I terminate Medusa
Turn this bitch into my hoe 
Watch me demonstrate
Until my bones decay 
I rest the blade right near your soul 


Death is what we run from 
Ain’t no dodgin redrum 
Duckin when I pull up 
Blacking out like phantom 

Death is what we run from 
Ain’t no dodgin redrum 
Duckin when I pull up 
Yeah pull up
Yeah say sum

Death is what we run from 
Ain’t no dodgin redrum 
Duckin when I pull up 
Yeah blacking out like phantom 
(You bitch)

Bitch I rip it from your dome 
Heavens gate will await 
You might make it 
As above so below 
I conquer every option 
Man I’m fuckin gone 
Get gone heads blown 
I’ll rest in shade 
I stay in my own lane
Now bite the chrome 

((Bitch I rip it from your dome
Bitch I rip it I rip it
Bitch I rip it from your dome))

DODGIN REDRUM

Kid Andre & trees - Hazmat

“Cult Classic”

Produced By FLAVA

(lyrics)

In a classic black suit
Mr. Boone
Look like Pulp Fiction
Sniff a line
Maybe two
Sip my brew
Back to the mission
I got too much on my mind
But not enough to make a fuss
Remind myself though these hard times
That yous a bitch if you give up
Relit the fire that I’ve always had to keep alive
Thanks to all who listen
Who stay by my side
Relit the fire that I’ve always had to keep alive
Thanks to all who listen
Who stay by my side
Fake as fuck
Or too real
Either one gon’ make em pissy
Let’s see Shunny in a Bentley
Or let’s see Shunny go down six feet
I’m like Bubbles with the kitty
A little Lahey with the liqqy
Keep on saying that I’m crazy
Then keep on playing where my ends meet
Life’s threshold it lets go
The disease that’s mental
Find peace with the Devil
We’re going insane
Move patient or quickly
The history writes itself
Seeks out more misery
Fills a new blank 
All hatred
And faking
No place to live safely
I’m making the days seem
Like seconds erased
I took a few drugs 
Then looked at my face
I joined with the cult
They’re reaping my brain

CULT CLASSIC (PROD. FLAVA)

Am I Going Manic Again?

LYRICS

Verse I
Painting the surfacing so grey 
Flaming the haters today 
Pressing the gas no breaks 
$limmy the ghost? Okay

Running up all my time like a race 
Probably Im the outcast 
Of the small place
Wicked don’t sleep
Just reap we just may 
Reigning like a plague 
Non slip hydroplane 
Hate on my wave 
But you know I bring the sting
Switch up the flow
But you noticed my flame
Switch up the flow
Just like my blade 

CHORUS 
Running up all of my time Like a race
Probably in the outcast of a small place 
Wicked don’t sleep just reap 
We just may
Reigning like plague 
Nonslip hydroplane 

Verse II
Looking up to heaven 
While I lay down on concrete 
No need for discussion
I’m too dead to you like zombie 
Black suede draped down 
From head to toe stay far from me 
To damn tired of this bull shit 
That’s commonly 
Ain’t my time call me insane 
Now fuck off me

CULT CLASSIC (PROD. FLAVA)

BOONE

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