𝚃𝚛𝚢𝚙𝚘𝚙𝚑𝚘𝚋𝚒𝚊 (𝙿𝚛𝚘𝚍. 𝙺𝚢𝚘𝚔𝚒 𝚡.)

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PANIC ON THE ALL-CALL freestyle [PROD. BOi BOi]

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LYRICS

PUSSY MF TRYNNA TALK HE AINT BREATHIN
GOT ALL OF THIS GUAP AND IT GO TO THE CELLING
PUT A BULLET THROUGH MY HEAD, THATS THE SHI THAT I BE FEELING
IM A COLD MF I AINT GOT NO FUCKING FEELINGS
MF FINNA TASTE THIS 9 MILIMETER
TRYNNA PUT THIS STYLE DOWN, MF IM JUST FUMING
MFS CALL ME SONIC CUZ OF THE BEATS THAT I BE ZOOMIN
IM JUST SAYING STUPID SHIT, IT AINT GOT NO FUCKING MEANING

HANDS DOWN, THE BEST AROUND
FUCK TOO MUCH YOU FINNA FIND OUT
I AINT A GUY TO MESS AROUND
BETTER HEAR ME, SAFE AND SOUND

BURN IT WITH THE FLAMETHROWER, BURN THIS SHIT DOWN
SHE CALL ME KING CUZ I GOT A FUCKING CROWN
IF U TRYNNA RAP BATTLE YK THAT IM DOWN

(no im not im fucking trash)

IF PUSSY MF ON MY MF LINE IMMA BLOCK
GOT AN MP5 AND IT CAME WITH THE STOCK
DONT SHOW UP TO MY BLOCK, BITCH 
minecraft

BITCH IM A LONER, DONT FUCK WITH THE FLOCK
GOT YOUR MOM WITH ME AND SHE SUCKING MY no
PUSSY MF DONT MESS WITH MY flow
IF U WANT ALL THAT SMOKE JUST LEMME know

IM GOOD WITH THE WRENCH, BITCH CALL ME RATCHET
I BE LIKE JASON WITH THE MF HATCHET
SUCK ON MY DICK U MF FAGGOT
STEP UR HEAD IN LIKE A MF MAGGOT

BITCH, WHY U TOUCING ME?
THAT SHIT, OUT OF QUESTION
I KNOW WHERE U LIVE, MARK THAT SHIT LIKE PRESTON
I BE FARTING A LOT CUZ I GOT INDIGESTION

DATA FREESTYLE!

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I don't know

Produced by @gloomstone

[LYRICS]

[INTRO]
Sickness x4 

Sickness Report
Body bleed on the floor

Sickness Report
Dirt drips from every pore

Sickness Report
My mind is distort

Sickness Report
Spit in my fucking tomb

[VERSE 1]
Sickness Report
Now I'm ghost
Nobody call
Cause I'm corpse
Where should I go?
Where is my home?
I don't know
I don't know x2

Now my body is to live in a morgue
Now my sleeping place is a sectional hall
I'm thrown I'm fall
I'm still disgusting, I know
Nobody like me and adore
Tell me how to feel Abaddon?

[BRIDGE]
Tell me, tell me how to feel Abaddon?
You, you, you fucking whore x2

[VERSE 2]
So I'm obsessed by images
Where I go through stages
Of life, where I want to die
Why I'm still alive?!

I don't wanna strive
To feel alright
Demons help me
I want to be a Yōkai

Much worse and more terrible than I
Like Beelzebub - Lord of the Flies
Clear skies always distort my mind
I Execrate my Eyes,
God make me blind
And stop my fucking life

I am failure personified
U can see my bile inside
So cleanse me of these layers of lies
Because most liars must be crucified
I don't want to be alive
So please stop my miserable life

[VERSE 3]
Fuck these bitches and whores
Fuck these friends, I'm ghost
Like Atrax Morgue
I'm mad and alone
My body hang on the rope
It's not joke, it is choke
My soul fall in the spirit world

Okay I'm dead
Okay I'm Yōkai
Now my soul is flying
In the sky
I'm outside
Stop crying
And think that I'm still alive
I don't lie
I despised
My life
Now I'm happy cause I'm died
I'm ghost in the night
My darkness swallowed my last light x2

[OUTRO]
Sickness...
Sickness Report
Sickness...
Sickness Report
Sickness... 
Sickness Report
Or A Rampage Of Ghosts
In The Spirit World

SICKNESS REPORT: NO LONGER HUMAN [PROD. GLOOMSTONE]

Lights out…
(Lights out)
(Lights out)
(Lights out)

Lights out…
(Lights out)
(Lights out)
(Lights out)

Lights out…
(Lights out)
(Lights out)
(Lights out)

Lights out…
(Lights out)

LIGHTS OUT!
LIGHTS OUT!
LIGHTS OUT!
LIGHTS OUT!

LIGHTS OUT!
LIGHTS OUT!
LIGHTS OUT!
LIGHTS OUT!

LIGHTS OUT!
LIGHTS OUT!
LIGHTS OUT!
LIGHTS OUT!

LIGHTS OUT!
LIGHTS OUT!
LIGHTS OUT!
LIGHTS OUT!

Lights out (Yuh)
Blacked out in the back street

Lights out (Yuh)
Leave ‘em dying on the concrete

Lights out (Yuh)
Brain splatter on the back seat

Lights out (Yuh)
Headshot stop a heartbeat

Headshot! Headshot!
See me I’ma dreadnaught
Got my shorty screaming by the way I make the bed rock
Top spot
Try and take it from me know you can not
Damn hot
I ain’t ever stoping it’s an onslaught

Headshot! Headshot!
Stop ‘em with a red dot
Drop ‘em in a pit 
They see me flippin’
Got that bread boxed
Lead locked
Beg not
Now they wanna send thoughts?
Think I’ma end ‘em in a blink
Now they dead gone!

SICKNESS REPORT: NO LONGER HUMAN [PROD. GLOOMSTONE]

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