GUTᐸBESSERᐸICH

King Of The Dead

Hollow Tape 666

Gold Standard

I wrote this song about my addiction to drugs which led to deep depression and suicidal thoughts. Creating my art helped me to get thru it. I'm now 7 months sober.

LYRICS

Verse 1

On the roof getting high
I got diesel in my veins
Thinkin’ bout suicide
There’s no Jesus in LA

But i still see him sometimes
Sittin’ on the Walk of Fame
Next to Jekkyl and Hyde
The voices saying…

BYE! BYE!
There’s no tomorrow
BYE! BYE!
Drowning my sorrows

Hook

Father forgive me 
I’m sorry for my sins
So tired of living 
Oh where do I begin?

The coke, the whiskey
I smoke ‘til I’m dizzy
I’m so fucking filthy
Forgive me for my sins

Verse 2

My phone’s bout to die
I only got 1 call
I almost slipped off the side
‘Til an angel broke my fall

Then we drove through the night
And we talked about it all
I thank God I survived
The voices saying…
BYE! BYE!
There’s no tomorrow
BYE! BYE!
Drowning my sorrows

BYE! BYE!
There’s no tomorrow
BYE! BYE!
Drowning my sorrows

Hook 2

Father forgive me 
I’m sorry for my sins
So tired of living 
Oh where do I begin?

The coke, the whiskey
I smoke ‘til I’m dizzy
I’m so fucking filthy
Forgive me for my sins

Guitar Solo

Hook 3

Father forgive me 
I’m sorry for my sins
But wait just kidding
Oh where do I begin?

The coke, the whiskey
I smoke ‘til I’m dizzy
I’m so fucking filthy
Forgive me for my sins

SINS!

SINS

Red Rain

The Diamond Collection

Mourning

Glo'd Up

Stoney

Go Flex

rip my bread cunt.

Lyrics:

~ uhh i made a sandwhich today, and just when I finished making it, I took a big bite and then I saw mold on the bread and now i'm mad ~


been sober bout 7 days
now i cant levitate
fuck out my space 
sacrifice you to 
great Lavey
bleed while i meditate
seek an i elevate
head to the ceiling they sealing
my energy
try
that shit gone make you my enemy
dog with no bite i gone snort you like ketamine
lines
kill you like beetle no let it be
70 seconds that you get alive

the drip i be copping
on trip and not stopping
i thinking bout robbing a bank
we sick Pathalogic
get pissed an psychotic
might empty the clip with a bang
we don't shoot blanks
they keep us in pain
i'm feeding them worms that be eating my brain
now i can't think
falling away
i'm gonna drop till they all know my name

aye long cash
wrist watch
i don't care whether
money talks
fuck school
fuck cops
work hard
nothing pays off
drug fuck
eat shit
love it when I hear the
beat hit
smoking what the reaper
leaving
tell that bitch to sink 
her teeth in

bitch i got high tops
with the black socks
drop a body
feel like black ops
clear a lobby 
know i hit the flask
i'm a rep shotty
with a broken mask
i'm a die slow
there no other way
sold my soul
to make another k
stepping muck and it gone eat you up
i keep on pushing luck until i puking weight

hit up her place
shoot up like columbine
dirty bitch she know that i got her
collar signed
sniffing bricks
slit my wrists now they cauterized
huffing mist
breathing hits and it
caught her eye
i'm in space
shooting stars in my retinas
coffee laced
pass a knife they dissecting us
hollow face
they gone find
that my elements eminent
metal and dirt
on my church
i'm the reverend
fuck

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SMOKING WHAT THE REAPER LEAVING (prod. VENXM)

Balu - Weil Immer Etwas Fehlt (heafun Flip)

pspspspspspspspsp thats the shit cats hear my boi they like wtf that shit how you do it why u do it tf you not meow'ing for tf you doin this shit ass snake impression is something wrong with you? then they shit on your rug cos they know you be wigging out its just how it fucking works man stay woke.

Lyrics:
blue screen black view
blue eyes white 
new feed tattooed
my mind high
cooties castles
we stay inside
who needs bad moods
i got mine

spinning through some crystal
keep it  clear we stay abyssal
diamonds dancing through my vision
my new mission to go pick em up
double up my focus hocus pocus 
spitting magic manic motions 
with my mixing cos i'm schizin 
on some killer mud

purple drank
got my body sank into the couch
speakers loud let the lyrics
that i write leave yo mouth
Aye
whatchu think
i don't get a thing from the clout
hit the cloud
up my tempo tempered metal
tempting blades out

blue screen black view
blue eyes white 
new feed tattooed
my mind high
cooties castles
we stay inside
who needs bad moods
i got mine

WHO NEEDS BAD MOODS
BE BUGGING ON THAT ASPHALT 
WANT BATH SALT DONT PASS ON 
A CHANCE TO BE LAST ONE
AWAKE WITH THAT MASK ON
LOVE IT WHEN WE KICK IT
HIT THE SAFE GET THE CASH GONE
DON'T NEED LESS I SNIFF IT
I'M A SAINT 

but we in corrupted times
let's get fucked up and waste away

Cooties/Castles (prod. gosha)