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A Serpents Vibe 🐉☀️

Mixed for TheMrPankakes 6/26/23

K1ll TH4T N01S3

inside (guardin cover)

https://open.spotify.com/track/3ZticY2eCgeGK63N1f35bm?si=ea6c92644bb5485b

No Talking

1000mi

Batshit

Happy That You Hate Me (Prod. King Theta)

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RUNRUNRUN

LYRICS:

Kick rocks
Mothafucka kick rocks
If you hatin on me
Go ahead kick rocks 
Loaded off the moon rock
mind full of Thoughts
Like the strip club 
I don’t give a fuck
Most my life I been called nuts 
Nothings changed 
So get Off my nuts 
My brain is like a painting from 
Heironymous Bosch
anxiety got me feeling like my choices
are an egg toss 
Like a guillotine
Im popping off 

Keep it a buck 
No cheap talk
Not like a poker player 
I don’t need to bluff
Luckily I’m not just blabbering 
About arbitrary stuff
like electric eels
Put you
 in shock
Who knew my
work would bring
Hate out the woodwork 
I woke up and chose violence 
I killed this beat, 
I couldn’t stay silent
Kick rocks
Mothafucka kick rocks
Kick rocks mothafucka

Kick Rocks [Prod. Blxxdmage]

cry4help

YOU KNOW WHAT YOU ARE (feat. AKAXeno, Chozen)

Ft. @reefuh
@poisonedcheeto

Lyrics:
[kurtis]
But she been fuckin wit my health
Takin fluoxetine to help 
Im a shadow of a person 
that I once knew pretty well

Shes a figure of my mind
Fuck that bitch dont got the time
Cause I dont wanna care about you
But im still deep in decline

Bitch shut the fuck up let me talk
Dont check the clock
Im losing hours everyday 
Im sinkin deeper than I thought

Cause I got drugs up in my pocket
You gotta stop it
Now im getting angry everyday
Could tell you didnt wanna save it

[reef]
save it, left my heart out on the pavement
yeaaa 50% of my luv was the payment
thinking u could be w me, girl ur off ur medication
stuck in the past, shriveled me up and threw me in the grass
like how u move on so fast, spent forever tryna get like that
so dont pat me down, maybe u had me then but u dont have me now
so just shut me out, and don't act like that cuz u know how
(i give up)
im drowning in this bot- in this bottle
lost my peace of mind to all these thirsty models
like bitch who you think you are?
if your a shooting star then ima shoot the stars
fake shit rlly dont get far
wanna match better raise the bar
dont race me boy race a car
i been in and out of love i swear im trying hard
oh, ohh, ohh ohhh, oh ohh, oh ohh

[kurtis]
But she been fuckin wit my health
Takin fluoxetine to help 
Im a shadow of a person 
that I once knew pretty well

Shes a figure of my mind
Fuck that bitch dont got the time
Cause I dont wanna care about you
But im still deep in decline

Bitch shut the fuck up let me talk
Dont check the clock
Im losing hours everyday 
Im sinkin deeper than I thought

Cause I got drugs up in my pocket
You gotta stop it
Now im getting angry everyday
Could tell you didnt wanna save it

SPOTIFY

let me talk ft. reef (simon m)

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Mocking Bird w/ Paris Petitjean

no more locking your doors when u get scared of the height ⋆୨୧˚૮ ＾ﻌ＾ა˚୨୧⋆

prod/written by me
additional composition by @goodbyex2002
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cover art taken by athena: @aithuia 
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lyrics:
walking outside i see blood on the floor from all the 
things that you hide no more locking your doors when you get
scared of the height see the fear in your eyes 
guess there's nothing to hide nothing to hide

call on the phone you said you know you're not invincible
and i've heard it all no where to go don't make this difficult
a note on your car text on your phone just always know you're not alone
and when we're far were always close those are the things that mean the most

spotify

invincible

LYRICS:

Honestly I feel like I’m tryna marathon
In a pair of stilts 
Honestly I feel like I’m in peril still
Honestly Im 
Eatin bullets of survivors guilt
Honestly I hate the thought patterns I’ve built

San Leandro St and 73rd 
Coliseum bart 
Good luck trying to find a place to park
You’ll get bipped 
Stripped 
Then they’ll slang all your car parts
Stealing everything they can like your vehicle 
a Walmart 

You’ll find the skeleton of your whip 
Levitated
like criss angel 
above the Luxor 
Product of 
Trial and error

We ain’t making music cookie cutter
I’m a rapper
Where lyricism 
Is the front runner
Pacing back and forth 
In my head bi polar 
Cause when it comes to sabotage 
Im the curator 

My life flipped upside down
Like the crucifix of Saint Peter 
Got my dickies and low top Chuck Taylors 

People so hung up on exposure
Homie I just want composure
Gave up on seeking any kind of closure 
Saying these lyrics in the mic so my 
Intrusive thoughts can pass over


Honestly I feel like I’m tryna marathon
In a pair of stilts 
Honestly I feel like I’m in peril still
Honestly Im 
Eatin bullets of survivors guilt
Honestly I hate the thought patterns I’ve built


Tryna turn things around like I’m castling in chess
Got a lot
 I need to get off 
Of my chest 
Keep it pushing 
All these normies will never understand 

All this mayhem 
I’ve seen too much good 
Come to an end
Necked out the bottle 
Till the bottle necked me 
Used to leave my pain in the bottle neck

Some arbitrary residue and 
 hemoglobin seeped on the crewneck 
Tryna do whatever it takes 
To mask 
the death scent 

Doesn’t matter if you think you’re heaven sent
Not a single person 
can elude 
lifes death sentence 
Tryna have meaning with 
Every sentence 

Struggling everyday just to get by
Vilified 
Brain is fried 
Been in a bind 
Quite some time
Outta sight outta mind 
No longer 
The Miracle on Ice
Disappointment like 
the miracle on ice 

Despite all this on my mind
I’m still alive

Despite all the chaos
I was still born 
But not still born
Sometimes I wish I was just still born

survivors guilt (Prod. Three or Die)

Daylight

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All Panic No Disco (w/ HARRY WAS HERE)

Life is only understood backwards 
And the only way to keep going
is to move forwards
when it comes to friends 
It’s like closure  
Oh my
I aint got either

People think I’m rapping just for 
the content 
Nah I’m rapping to be content 
Chronic spectator of my thoughts within 
Skull feeling like a trash bin 
Wanna just put a grenade 
up to my head
And pull the pin  

Off the top on the mic 
Like a rhode
Trying not to erode 
As I consciously take this high road
My feelings i wrote
I ain’t albino 
But I got albino in my brain
If you kno
then you know

Why am I going through it 
Why am I going through this 
I don’t know why I feel the way I do
I do 


Different strokes 
For different folks
This life is full of lessons 
I’m always takin notes 

I suppose 
Back on the Rez 
I Learned something valuable 
Had a Sweat lodge trip out 
Peace pipe got whipped out 
Hearing hyms 
And call outs
Hearing language I can’t recall 

We drank a substance from a bowl
Then I looked outside 
 all I saw was rain 
I said oh no 

I said My items were 
Gonna get damaged 
But Whoopi law bad hand said  
That they could be replaced 
But not the moment
Turns out it never even rained
And my dad who was there 
Was dead within a few days 

I’m feeling so vile. 
Feeling so violent  

Life is only understood backwards 
And the only way to keep going
is to move forwards
when it comes to friends 
It’s like closure  
Oh my
I aint got either

I don’t know where I went wrong
What the hell is going on
I don’t what I am on
I don’t know where I went wrong

 
The drugs I took were like plywood on the windows of businesses
Just a temporary fix for my mental illnesses 
Nothings really changed though
Saying I’ll stop or start tomorrow 
is why a lot of people are dead 
By tomorrow 

this is the last time
This is The last line 
Feelin like cyclops 
With this third eye
Sometimes I wanna hang like them Shoes 
on the power lines 

Shared a laugh 
with a homie 
Then in a time span 
Of less than 20
I seen his dead body 
 In the alley 
Homie never even got to live out 
his 20’s
All he saw in his last moments 
Was a barrel of a 40 

He got hit several times 
while sipping on his 40 
Ironic that now we pour out a 40
As a gesture for 
my homie 


Some people want me to rap about positivity 
I hear you homie but I really need tranquility 
Sure I’m happy I got a roof over my head 
And working utilities 
But my own head isn’t a very good working utility