Blitzkrieg

Wassup Freestyle

[Llow Energy]

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•NOTDEAD!•

Live a Lie

CHORUS:
I would love it if you count me out
It leads me to be in my head
Taking every route I see
There’s a bottle of it in my bed

I would love it if you count me out
I hope that this to you sounds bad
Scars i feel deep inside
At least I know that I ain’t dead

VERSE:
I’m out my mind;
It’s hard to find
The love from where I started
I’m out the maze;
I’m in a daze
I had to much Bacardi
I’m fuckin spinnin out
I need you now
To tell me nothings
Your sweet aroma
Leads my home,
My brittle bones are rushin
I love it when you throw me out and tell me how it’s always bout some money,
That’s my only inspiration
Now when I get out and figure out that I can live without you honey,
I hit the phone in desperation

BRIDGE:
Ring ring ring
Hear the same damn things
When you hit my line
Trouble on the way
How you always try and play
With my heart

CHORUS:
I would love it if you count me out
It leads me to be in my head
Taking every route I see
There’s a bottle of it in my bed

I would love it if you count me out
I hope that this to you sounds bad
Scars i feel deep inside
At least I know that I ain’t dead

love counts

The Industry (don't care)

The Industry (don't care) [slowed]

MANGATA

I’ve been
Waiting for your call all night
And I’ve sent
A million messages
I’ve had 
A stomach full of swords and knives
Then I heard
You’re one your own again

How terrible the fall
I wish that I could ask
Are you okay now?
Is he in your hands?
Damned if I’m not wrong
Skipping on our plans
You never missed me too
In my living room I

Dance inside my head
And let the monsters in the bottle come and tear me to shreds
Dance inside my head
And I’ll pretend that you called 
And told me you would be home late
Dance inside my head
And let the monsters in the bottle come and tear me to shreds
Dance inside my head
And I’ll pretend that you called 
And told me you would be home late

(Cut ties)
(On the west side)
(Survive )
(Sittin’ the wayside)
(I can’t)
(Even explain my)
(Night doesn’t make sense)
(No reparations)

(I, I, I)
(It doesn’t make sense)
(Gone by light)
(No reparations)
(I, I, I)
(I, I, I)

Pack it up and wait until I’m hit up by a solar beam
I would love to say that what you told me took a part of me
And I don’t think I’m fine
Says a part of me
It’s used to the same things
Not used to the chain game
Had to put a foot in the door to make a way
Passion spilled my drink on the floor and left a stain
May we take a minute to talk about how you changed 
It’s a mind trick
You’re a virus
On the inside

Dance inside my head
And let the monsters in the bottle come and tear me to shreds
Dance inside my head
And I’ll pretend that you called 
And told me you would be home late
Dance inside my head
And let the monsters in the bottle come and tear me to shreds
Dance inside my head
And I’ll pretend that you called 
And told me you would be home late

(Cut ties)
(On the west side)
(Survive )
(Sittin’ the wayside)
(I can’t)
(Even explain my)
(Night, doesn’t make sense)
(No reparations)

(I, I, I)
(It doesn’t make sense)
(Gone by light)
(No reparations)
(I, I, I)
(No reparations)
(I, I, I)

Winter, so many red faces
Molly, but only on occasion
Mirror, begging me to face it
 
Money, telling me to chase it 
Spun around my room, naked
Snow under my feet, amazing
Dance without a soul for entertainment
Dance without a soul for entertainment 

Winter, so many red faces
Molly, but only on occasion
Mirror, begging me to face it
Money, telling me to chase it 
Spun around my room, naked
Snow under my feet, amazing
Dance without a soul for entertainment

a million messages

made this in live stream, absolute fire.


being alone, stranded and feeling abandon, people hating just to jump on a band wagon, stupid pussies think they are so full of it, 
in the middle of a crisis goto there house with a knife and vanish, hat trick, feeling outlandish, bitches think they smart, bullet full of stars get knocked, sleep with demons
insight of me, don't need a rifle to body he, hand full of spotters they rival see, everyone is trying to stop me, You can cold sweat with me in you memory guess what, I’m out penitentiary all this slit throat shits
elementary I got you by the heal come to hell with me.


​Wearing chains is like wearing my regrets They hold you down like debts.
Vibing with the devil but he’s fucking up my head, putting all this time out on myself lead me down a road of dread.
messing up my life, moneys running dry, why would i lie, its only time thats flying by.


NO ONE LISTENS, HIT OR MISSING, GOES WITHOUT A NOTE, I'M NOT BITCHING, BROKE AS FUCK
ON A MISSION, FUCKING EM UP! NO VISION, ROLLERCOSTER, HEAD ON COLLISION, JUMP ROPE BUT ITS WITH MY OWN LIFE.
IF I FUCK UP I DIE, GUESS ITS SUICIIDE!


run or fold, ten or more hold, quick shot penny skill till i dip thats the real shot, killing many in my path skinny shit hold your tounge or get cut bitch.













think your funny, slit your tummy stuff it full of money and dip, drip, comment on my skill, you get murdered quick, knock their heads off, put im a freezer make em freeze like a wart fall off.

Vanish! (prod. affyavenue!)

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