aids

[HOOK: OG Worry]
ain't nobody fucking with me like they used to
open seat in the coupe so i scooped you
i get caught up in my thoughts and i can't think right
caught up in a nightmare so i don't sleep right
i just want them to treat me like they used to
i just want something real that i'm used to
i just want them to treat me like they...
i just want something real that i'm...

[VERSE I: OG Worry]
went from no one to someone
at least i thought so
stuck up in a bad dream watching front row
people warning me that everything is gonna change
never thought that it would be in the worst way
life going up and down at the same time
suicidal thoughts creeping up in my mind
drug dealer pocket reaping all the benefits
only thing i fucking had to get me through this shit
i been stripped of all i had, man
lost relations with me dad
damn
lost relations with the fam
damn
lost touch of who i am
sad
i'm out seeking peace like i'm seeking air to breathe
pray to a god that i never thought i would believe
grant me serenity for all the things i cannot change
wisdom to know that i can ain't the same

[HOOK: Maire de Gras Ville]
ain't nobody fucking with me like they used to
open seat in the coupe so i scooped you
i get caught up in my thoughts and i can't think right
caught up in a nightmare so i don't sleep right
i just want them to treat me like they used to
i just want something real that i'm used to
i just want them to treat me like they...
i just want something real that i'm...

[VERSE II: Maire de Gras Ville]
all my life i been waiting til the time right
waiting for that shade of light to make me shine bright
day turn to night
yeah, weeks turn to months
wishing i could press that pause button just once
hiding in the back tryna catch up to the front
everything i lack i'll make up for it when i stunt
more bitches
more money
more drugs
more honeys
more stuff the more i want it
more i feel i'm fucking stuck
(i get by)
going through the motions
fucking barely even growing
(i get high)
hiding all of my emotions
never change
i'm stuck
posted
(i get by)
what a lame excuse to keep doing what i do
(i get high)
wasting my shine and that's the fucking truth

Long Term Effects of SUFFERING

5 GRAND AT 8 TO 1

Certified Lover Boy

N 2 Deep (feat. Future)

Public Housing

Certified Dripper 2 (with MoneyBagg Yo)

Her Loss

Rich Flex

[Verse I: Germ]
fire spitter
wood grain whipper
percs cut out the liquor
drank sipper 
fuck a doctor bitch and it’s still fuck my liver
head spinner
Dior on my bitches
they all bout the benjis 
lane switchin 
paint drippin 
hope the feds ain’t on my pimpin 
caught the flight 
we done took off we on pluto now 
walk em down 
his ass fried 
he in them pits right now 
bounties up 
heard they want my head 
This ain’t GTA
NBA ballin like I’m Kobe 
hella choppa blades 
smokin’ potent 
just put down the potion I can barely breathe 
Hennessy colored Mercedes big body we came for the cheese
Pretty please bitch I said once and now you gots to bleed
forgis on the truck when I pull up it’s easy 
bet these demons see me and they wanna be me 
I been out my body uptop like a beanie 
heard that boy he crazy he’s been hot like fevers 
please dont lose yourself you ain’t never gon please me

[VERSE II: Scrim]
Don’t give no fucks I was raised by them goons
Came out the womb I was gripping that tool
Kept the glock 45 in my backpack at school
Grey 59 boy and my click filled with wolves
Sub 8s just to keep my fuckin mind straight
Auto steering and I still can’t even drive straight
Eastern bloc wetto raising up the crime rate
Suicide bitch I’m everything you’re mom hate
G R E Y till I die
Drug addicts up and down my blood line
Chains more flooded than the lower 9
Hear my battle cry oh ohhhhhh
This that DNS slick
Call the EMS quick
Seats color period
Paint PMSing
If them pills pressed then
It’s still fuck it ima pop em
From the west of the Huey
Where we pop, lock, and drop em

[Verse III: Ruby]
gimme all your fucking hate
i need that shit like yesterday
only way 
that im able to motivate myself
“ruby such a loser”
bitch i agree with you what the hell?
insecurity what i sell
g59 the cartel
g59 the army bitch im bout to buy a fucking tank
east bank 
bound 
bitch im south 
of the lake
runnin round town everyday like wow ruby really on the prowl 
better pray
better take your family somewhere safe
i got demons with me i might let em out the cage
suicide live coming at you from the fucking grave
bitch i hide from the limelight im chillin in the shade
when the times right
ill be sidelined 
pay attention to my eyesight
checkin highlights
find the future of the 59 get em signed might let em shine bright and thats really all i gotta motherfucking say

DIRTIESTNASTIEST$UICIDE

My Swisher Sweet, But My Sig Sauer

$UICIDEBOY$ x GERM - MY SWISHER SWEET, BUT MY SIG SAUER

[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

Center Core Never More

$UICIDEBOY$ x GERM - CENTER CORE NEVER MORE

Fighting My Demons

Jennifer's Body

No Flockin'

Punchmade Dev Internet Swiping Mixx

Hollow Squad
Prod. Shadow Grim
www.thehollowsquad.com
twitter.com/xavierwulf

Blood Shore Season 2 http://www.mediafire.com/download/th2x4p484b44h80/Xavier+Wulf+-+Blood+Shore+Season+2.zip


Xavier Wulf - Thunder Man (Prod. Shadow Grim)

hollow squad
ig: xavierwulf
twitter.com/xavierwulf

www.thehollowsquad.com

Xavier Wulf - Tortuga (Prod. CYBEREALITY)

hollow squad
ig: xavierwulf
twitter.com/xavierwulf

www.thehollowsquad.com

Xavier Wulf -  Hollow Be Thy Squad (Prod. Nedarb Nagrom)

Digital Art
IG - inkktown
Art Of Chelios
rylynnchelios@gmail.com

Mobb Deep - Shook Ones Pt 2 ft. Nas, Ice Cube, Xzibit, Eminem

Don't

Xavier Wulf - Psycho Pass (Prod.Prohibeo)

Tunnel Vision

SlimeBall 2

EA (feat. 21 Savage)

SAGAS DROP SEPTEMBER 11TH NEVER FORGET

[VERSE I: YUNG MARASCHINO]

still got no hoes
so i'm pouring four o's
solo
solo cup double up
3 percs fizzle at the bottom 
if you don't know
hit you when i thrown bones from a pile of skeletons still sitting in my front lawn
drawn to the shadow
call me shadowkhan
crawl to the gallows
now the shadow gone
born with an arrow
sharp with a broken bow
aim it at the fucking battlefront 
ladder climbing up to her window
glass shatters now i'm playing fucking limbo
yeah, i got the cut on my neck
now that bitch wet
only fucking with me when she thinks i'm depressed
told that bitch "bet."
ima fucking jet 
no sweat
ima sip lead
swallow fucking bullets til my lips seep red
ruby been dead

[VERSE II: LIL REMAINS}

yung james jones
sipping on that throwed
mac 11 grip
and my fucking pistol all chrome
i'm fucking bound to bone
bound to the phonk
every day a different day
still getting throwed
middle finer to the hoes
middle finger to the world
umbrella for the tears and the red rain coming down my eyelids 
hate show biz
hate all the fame shit
vanish away like spaceghostpurrp did
either that or blow a hole through my head, shit
cuz things ain't what it is
everything switched
its like i'm watching a movie and i've seen the end
pretend smiles turn to whispers when your body turns
scarecrow bout to burn up in an urn

aids

Haris Siddiqui