realshit

LYRICS:

[IDIO]

gotta pint of liquid death
spi- spilling down my shirt 
keep on- keep on talking shit
pussy boy you getting hurt
you sippin on that mud
i be sippin straight dirt
you sippin on that mud
i be sippin straight dirt

i’m running up the numbers
like a register
i will never know how much i mean to her
i’m serving up double cups
like a barista
she will never know how much i wanted her

bitch leave me alone
i’m lining up my temples with the chrome 

bitch i’m on my own
living solitary got me fucking up my dome

cup looking like a murder scene 
the way i’m spilling blood you’d think it’s fucking halloween
bitch im addicted to this shit i think it’s in my genes
if i overdose again i bet it’s unforeseen
i think i’m going crazy like i’m charlie sheen
all this fucking hyrdro covering my spleen
why the fuck these doctors always gotta intervene 
i just want my lean ion need sertraline

head to toe draped in pharmacy antagonists 
if somebody told quit the drugs, i can’t imagine it
imma cut dispensers up like i’m a masochist 
turning trauma to money like im an alchemist 

gotta pint of liquid death
spi- spilling down my shirt 
keep on- keep on talking shit
pussy boy you getting hurt
you sippin on that mud
i be sippin straight dirt
you sippin on that mud
i be sippin straight dirt(x2)

[TRIPLE V]

PO' UP
BITCH I'M KICKIN' IN THE HURST
SHE SAID SHE WANNA MEET ME
YOU CAN MEET ME IN THE DIRT
THESE BITCHES BUSY DIGGIN’
THEY CAN'T FIND OUT WHERE I LURK
I'M A DEMON UNDERGROUND
BUT BITCH I KNOW WHAT I'M WORTH
HOES BE GRIPPING UP THIS
LIFTIN’ UP THEIR SKIRT
I'M TOO O P BITCH
I THINK I NEED A MOTHER FUCKIN' NERF
WE BE POSTED ON THE CORNER
WE BE POSTED ON THE CURB
THESE BITCHES THINK THAT THIS BE LIT
TILL BRAINS UPON MY SHIRT
IDIO
MY BLOOD
YEAH I GOT YOU WITH THE VERSE
THERE'S A VIRUS IN THE SYSTEM
BITCH I'M SPREADING LIKE A GERM
SHE SAID WHAT'S YOUR NAME
AND I DON'T KNOW MY FUKIN WORDS
THESE HOES BE FUCKIN' CRAZY
THAT'S THE REASON I'M CONCERNED
STILL I'M TRYNA BRAND THAT BITCH AND LET THE V BURN
STILL I'M TRYNA FUCK IT UP AND EARN MY FREEDOM
STILL I'M TRYNA MAKE THESE P'S AND LET THE BEATS TURN
THEY DON'T KNOW MY REASON
THEY DON'T KNOW MY REASONS

[IDIO]

gotta pint of liquid death
spi- spilling down my shirt 
keep on- keep on talking shit
pussy boy you getting hurt
you sippin on that mud
i be sippin straight dirt
you sippin on that mud
i be sippin straight dirt(x2)

BIND

STRAIGHT DIRT

STRAIGHT DIRT W/ TRIPLE V [PROD. DUMBFOUNDED & RYFVR]

CampCrystalLake ft. SCVM45 [prod.crescnta]

LYRICS:

[IDIO]

i’m off a 60 i’m pouring a 2
i’m on drugs but she making a move
idio nodding i can’t get in tune 
sippin too much i lost touch with the room
i gotta problem bitch i’m in a mood
why the fuck these bitches acting rude
don’t they know that idio be the dude 
don’t fuck with me this blade will get u screwed(x2)

[LIX]

Why the fuck these bitches acting so rude
I’m in the party I came with my crew
I just dropped a half a pill in my juice 
I got some drugs that I like to abuse

I got some pingers I like when they ping 
I got some figures I like the ka ching 
I do not lose I win 
Who am I bitch I told you I’m him 

Bitch I’m with idio all of you idiots
Bitch I’m so ever yeah I’m so insidious
I fuck my bitch when she still on her period 
I’m the king of the hill you can’t fuck with me period 

You can not fuck with me bad bitches fucking me 
Still on the fuck shit still on the fuckery 
You think I suck it’s ok coz she sucking me 
I’m off a 6 pour a 2 in her bubbly

[IDIO]

i’m off a 60 i’m pouring a 2
i’m on drugs but she making a move
idio nodding i can’t get in tune 
sippin too much i lost touch with the room
i gotta problem bitch i’m in a mood
why the fuck these bitches acting rude
don’t they know that idio be the dude 
don’t fuck with me this blade will get u screwed(x2)

RUDE

RUDE W/ LIX [PROD. DUMBFOUNDED]

LYRICS:

i got red all over me
i got the devils eyes
you gon meet this fucking blade
if you keep tellin lies
i ain’t ever trust a hoe
i say while tellin mines
that she the only one 
i never tell a lie

you can see it on my face 
i stay true to myself 
you can see it by the way
i’m keeping to myself 
i can’t ever get clouded 
by your declining health
i’m so irrational
i’m so glad that i couldn’t help 

i shake the hand of a poser
more than i’d really like to
if you get anxious hearing this
you know this songs about you
i hear you making this music
you think i really like you
suck up to me anymore
you leech and i might bite you 

call me out on a verse 
if that’s how you really feel
i ain’t name dropping no one 
and that’s my fucking deal
i be scraping up rappers
like the end of a meal
i really took this on the chin
this time bitch imma heal

i got red all over me
i got the devils eyes
you gon meet this fucking blade
if you keep tellin lies
i ain’t ever trust a hoe
i say while tellin mines
that she the only one 
i never tell a lie(x2)

TELL A LIE

TELL A LIE [PROD. DUMBFOUNDED]

bow (prod. willie g x rosefromthepain)

sk3lly - silly to think you were my friend prod. DJ CONDOLENCES

ALIENHEARTS

Dwade5 (instrumental)

@ristling

блистеры на мне я обит хромом сука
не могу уснуть уже вторые сутки
красные глаза я выгляжу как зомби
круги под глазами мне больше не больно
деньги подарили счастье и свободу
мне пришлось отдать за это все живое
не лечи мне это уже не поможет
ведь моя душа теперь мрачнее ночи

///

вкусные таблетки и мой грязный почерк
спорим ты не сможешь посчитать дым с моих легких
поломай все пальцы сложи на пол их
знаешь я ублюдок я хожу на мертвом
знаешь я ублюдок и с ножом у горла
я втыкаю в свои вены колотые стекла
я нЕ могу врать мне больно

мрачнее ночи (foreless)

sumn i been workin on, unfinished, self prod