“BLACK N MILD, SICK OF SIPPIN GIN WHO TF IS U? CHOP IT UP, RATHER TAKE A SNIFF WHO TF IS U? LAY EM DOWN, THEN I TAKE A PISS ON YO FUCKING FACE EVERYNIGHT, THATS JUST WHAT IT IS, AINT NO OTHER WAY!” -Noeblee

https://on.soundcloud.com/MxrpXT6NaKgQd2199

FOR GOD [PROD. ERROR SVI]

TO THE CORNER YOU SHOVE ME AWAY   

IT WILL ALWAYS BE THE SAME 

I GUESS


I GUESS THAT'S WHAT YOU WANTED
I GUESS
THAT'S WHAT YOU WANTED





  
SAY ANWAY
STARE, POINT AND BLAME
SAY ANYWAY
DID HE USE YOU TODAY
IS THAT WHY YOU CALLED

I GUESS


I GUESS THATS WHAT YOU WANTED
I GUESS
THATS WHAT YOU WANTED

SEEYOUNEVER - WANTED

last song with my dead friend (RIP NOEBLEE)

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USUALLY IM MORE ON TOP OF THESE THINGS
I DONT EVEN MEAN TO MAKE ANY ENEMIES
JUST TRYNA MAKE THIS SHIT WORK BY ANY MEANS
BY ANY MEANS
I DONT HAVE NO OPINIONS, WHAT YOU MEAN?
DONT ASK ME BOUT THE MATTERS, PLEASE OH PLEASE
ITS TOO PAINFUL FOR ME
ITS TOO PAINFUL FOR ME
CONSTANTLY STUCK WITH THIS TUNNEL-VISION
I CANT SEEM TO FIND A WAY TO SHOW MY EMOTIONS
WHEN IT REALLY MATTERS
I FEEL SO FUCKED AND SCATTERED
I NEED TO PASS OUT
NEEDA STOP MY THINKING
IM FINNA CRASH NOW
THIS FLIGHT IS SINKING
NO I CANT CARE ABOUT   
THESE OTHER THINGS
IM SO SORRY IM THIS WAY
JUST KNOW THAT IM TRYING
WHY DONT WE TALK ANYMORE
CAUSE WE CANT FIND THE RIGHT WORDS
YOU KNOW HOW IT IS (YOU KNOW HOW IT GOES)
YOU KNOW HOW IT IS (YOU KNOW HOW IT GOES)

(BMG)
i got way too many thoughts
throw em up at once
no one give a fuck
every night a rut
whenever i am not
within your fucking arms
take it away, take it away
i’ll learn to ignore it one day, ignore it one day
i’m done givin a fuck, givin you help
all you do is pity yourself, pity yourself
i’m so tired of it, tired of it
i’m so tired of stayin, tired of waking up
tired of staying up, tired of waking up
i’m so tired of making enemies
i’m so tired of not going to sleep

(SATURN)
moving life it's fucking cyclical
visions in these tunnels why my fov on critical
maybe its the sight that makes me feel like im going in circles
i been workin so fuckin hard but never feelin like workin
i been pushin and pullin all my walls like they made of rubber
but this shit snaps back every time im makin numbers
i dont wanna back track, thought of leaving makes me shudder
wish i wasn't a bullhead and i wasn't so stubborn
im reading scriptures from the walls when they come out
midnight when i cant help but think loud
reads like poetry that i can't hope to figure out
is there a meaning to this effort i've been pissin out?
if i just end up in the same position what is the point
i cant make two words connect without sounding disjointed
as im considering my window i loosen up all my joint
wish i could run into the night give a fuck bout some disappointment
what's a message, i need a sign
someone tell me what to do with my life
someone take away my anger and my spite
i cant afford to sleep the same way every night
im sick of pushing cos nothing around me moves
ive had enough of these walls and my room
every little noise makes me fucking angry
ima burn all my belongings and then jump right off the roof

LONG NIGHTS UP LATE AREN'T ALWAYS THE BEST (FT. BRUHMANEGOD & SATURN) [PROD. LC2K]

murderer

Lyrics:

Frost 
Covers the windowsill
Between these four walls

As the curtains move
Adorned in robes I watch 

I’m yearning for the warmth
It feels the worst has passed

And yet you’re bound to crawl
On fours like the dog you are

Your ideals are of no use here
Your eyes tell tales of loss

You feel as if you’re owed something
When your feelings are worth fuck all

LOSE SIGHTING
(PRIORITIZE YOURSELF/ YOU'RE WORTH FUCK ALL)

Prioritize//-//fuckall

Either Way

Cover art by Kaylee Rae, format by Mary.

Lyrics:
Blink and I see the fucking money left 
And I see red cause I never ever felt it’s fair. 
I got a gun hold it to my fucking head. 
I got to run I don’t want you to see me fucking dead. 
Lost you in the night 
See the graves see this light 
I know that you want to see the internet 
I know you see me fucking dying on the internet 
sick of this pain lights in your eyes
Fuck the fame that’s you you say at night. 
You want the drugs want the high to never end. 
I want my life I want it all to fucking end. 
You see the scars on me 
When I fall asleep how I can’t get up 
How it falls beneath 
Sick of that bullshit 
Sick of writing on walls sick of the bullshit 
Sick of my mind 
Sick of these eyes that stay close an 
I can’t even keep em open when I try 
Fucked up on the internet 
You saying to much what you need for that? 
Saying to much say you say you been for that say you made it up say you fucking feeling it. 
Say you made it up say you feeling that say you really wish it’d fall right in your lap. 
Say you hear me bitch can you hear now? 
Say you ride until you wish and now I’m feeling out and now you feel me now and now you hear my words and now you say you hear me bitch say you know me now 
Sick of pussies talking about I can’t hear you now like Mary what you say? 
Bitch you hear me now.

last song with my dead friend (RIP NOEBLEE)

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