got em running quick and by the morning in the mountains

9tails - honor roll (prod. guillermo)

autopilot (@lock)

WRITTEN & PERFORMED BY https://soundcloud.com/i_x_t_a_i_l_s
PRODUCTION & ARTWORK BY @scottysplash

ANTI-SOCIAL ✨ (feat. 9TAILS)

9TAILS <3

ANTI-SOCIAL ✨ (FEAT. 9TAILS)

produced by syndrome

lyrics:

i got some problems
run and tell that
to the few of you talking that shit
but you never would hit my dms

got shit on my mental
im fucked in my mind
but with the distractions i still look at you
and i still see the slime

your main girl at my door like hello
like moto
want photos
girl its a no go
gimme the loot and im out like diablo
or in twenty
actually no ones home spend plenty
she lose the clothes
tell me motorboat
got me muffled out like kenny

no something doesnt sound right
hollup 9tails
i thought u were a sad guy
im persuing music
im not pursueing a bad life
if i get a chance to fix my shit
i wanna live nice

on that "i dont wanna listen to u if u do not wanna die"
tell me why
cause those comments tend to keep me up at night
im not offended
but im not pretending
that my sadness more than average
just so i can take advantage of the scene

whiter then the filling in a krispy kreme
got no lean
but the green
come a quarter ounce a week
i smoke until i sleep
substitute my antidepressants
for some og

i got some problems
run and tell that
to the few of you talking that shit
but you never would hit my dms

got shit on my mental
im fucked in my mind
but with the distractions i still look at you
and i still see the slime

big 9mm glass bong
walk in with it
dirty week old water
dump it out and fill it in the kitchen
see the resi hit the dishes 
shit digusting
swear this shit could prolly kill some fishes
im insane
but u prolly think im bluffing
next time i should down the water burping like its nothing
next time i might leave the party without saying nothing
think i gotta meet my cousins or something
i should get cutting

talking all that shit u gotta try and back it up
know u told the boys but that shit will not be enough
i could pick and choose what verses i could light u up with
bars that burn you down it have you looking like a sunset
smoking on the beach i blow it out into the ocean 
none of you are good for anything but the commotion

i got some problems
run and tell that
to the few of you talking that shit
but you never would hit my dms

got shit on my mental
im fucked in my mind
but with the distractions i still look at you
and i still see the slime

i got some problems
run and tell that
to the few of you talking that shit
but you never would hit my dms

got shit on my mental
im fucked in my mind
but with the distractions i still look at you
and i still see the slime

dirty nike roshes
guacomole
breathing inward slowly
24 grams in my bag i call it kobe pack
shit'll blow u back
make u see the zodiac
start the sodastream
bubble up the juice and jack
she gimme oral b
like she was tryna fight the plaque

problems (prod. syndrome)

produced by Sam Brodie Beats

lyrics:

i fucked up my life
to do what i love everday
hard when even my own mama
tell me im not gonna make it
tell her check the calender it could be any day
no matter what the time frame
ion wanna wait

i fucked up my life
to do what i love everday
hard when even my own mama
tell me im not gonna make it
tell her check the calender it could be any day
no matter what the time frame
ion wanna wait

that girl like me only cause im musical
fubu love i know she starting faking months ago
i cant blame her if im somewhat antisocial though
i guess someone gotta entertain the followers

thats a problem i got people acting different to me
forget the curve and theyll come back around with feelings for me
she too clever she only text me when im really horny
everything i say is something new that she could plant upon me

thats just one thing
hold up thats just one thing
text to argue phone ping when im tryna fucking sing
swear ill just delete you if bout to here a ring
lemme hit the hook and maybe later we could grab a drink or somethin

everyone i talk to got a look about them
like i didnt fuck them over but they think im bouta
listen up that shit is fallacy im good without ya
i got people mad at me i never have encountered

i fucked up my life
to do what i love everday
hard when even my own mama
tell me im not gonna make it
tell her check the calender it could be any day
no matter what the time frame
ion wanna wait

i fucked up my life
to do what i love everday
hard when even my own mama
tell me im not gonna make it
tell her check the calender it could be any day
no matter what the time frame
ion wanna wait

look at me go
burning the road
pressing my toes down
im breaking out of my mold

lately im no peoples person
i dont do hellos
i might live out in the forest 
and let no one know

sweater ovo
swaine his cap is xo
from the east side
my girl is from the rex tho
house of balloons is banging loud from the condo
racing cars in here they way it smell like gas smoke

i fucked up my life
to do what i love everday
hard when even my own mama
tell me im not gonna make it
tell her check the calender it could be any day
no matter what the time frame
ion wanna wait

wait (prod. sam brodie)

mixed by 9TAILS

mastered by @scottysplash

produced by @scottysplash

lyrics:

school friends
school friends
imma split it all with my school friends

never learned to drive but homie'll whip a benz
only suicide is when we raise the doors we good again

school friends
school friends
imma split it all with my school friends

never learned to drive but homie'll whip a benz
only suicide is when we raise the doors we good again

cdg my pants and cardigan ya
flow so cold my craft im artisan
changed so much now u just feeling pocket lint

lotta of people never saw my offerings ya
same ones hit my phone like feel like dropping in 
i see thru that shit like it was crystalline ya
jet beam soda stream  my alchoholic drink ya

i put that magic into sonic waves
so dramatic how i make it taste
feel that static when it hit ur brain
like rakishi leave you stinky faced

i didnt mean it like that baby
i just got alotta work alotta mouse taps
ion really got the time for a nap
so i apologize if im quick with the chats

school friends
school friends
imma split it all with my school friends 

never learned to drive but homie'll whip a benz
only suicide is when we raise the doors we good again

imma push forth raise havoc
land in the war get at it
purple tac shotty in the attic
take dubs real quick on a hat trick

sore throat i take a few cherry halls
smoke a blunt i counteracted it all
spit holy bars im on an alter
flow crystal clear like im walter

ay
first come first serve
in this universe
anything can happen with the work
i put it in and now im kicking back with rose leaf blunts
i was smoking light before but now im doing it for fun

if you get close to me
you could witness anything you wanted i wont hold it back you could attack me take hold of me
forgot the feeling of my feelings guiding me through all the dark even brighter days

school friends
school friends
imma split it all with my school friends 

never learned to drive but homie'll whip a benz
only suicide is when we raise the doors we good again

school friends
school friends
imma split it all with my school friends 

never learned to drive but homie'll whip a benz
only suicide is when we raise the doors we good again

hide n seek

whered u go! :( (scottysplash)

9tails - Onyx Clouds (prod. Young Taylor)

lyrics:

she was spose to hold me tight
now its just sleepless nights
baby girl i wonder if you died
you could at least say hi
one word youre on fire
the air smell of burning tires
i dont want you seeing my scars
it dont concern what we are
i aint catching on until its gone

look at these symbols
up on the back of my hands
i come alive at night
and bitch i do my dance
taking me oh too seriously i cannot stand
filling up my surroundings with the rotting man
bleed
bitch bleed
alright
fluid fills my spine
i know its not the time but i am jammed
damn
bland
i been killing time like son of sam
man
the ghoul comes out
in the dim back light
which poor soul is
meeting me tonight
his flesh grows cold
fore i take my first bite
im left without a soul
for the 75th night
pitch black wings but my skins pale white
stepping thru the snow and my feet feel fine
baby i cant refrain when the smell so ripe
girl i know i change but its me inside
i couldnt give a fuck if i tried
bitch i double my dose i wanna vibe
live it up while u can before u die
somewhere the love of ur life is getting piped
somewhere someones just about to die
their world begins to flash before their eyes
and if they were to see you here tonight
they wouldve traded places to live ur life

she was spose to hold me tight
now its just sleepless nights
baby girl i wonder if you died
you could at least say hi
one word youre on fire
the air smell of burning tires
i dont want you seeing my scars
it dont concern what we are
i aint catching on until its gone

the ghoul's diary (eric godlow)

lyrics:

shot gun sheela made no new friends
and the new town folk dont take to well
to her late night runs got two gold guns
gonna take my soul throw me down that well
she said i dont care for a no good cheat
so she shot him down in the middle of the street
got a death wish if u coming at me
and she put a full clip in between his teeth

some men speak of a black eyed beast
in the shape of a woman living way out east
where the grass dont grow so the cows dont eat
and birds too big and they dont have beaks
and the men that sleep well they dont have dreams
cause the men that sleep do it six feet deep
in a shade born land even god cant see 
so the folks dont pray and the priest dont preach
he said i know now why they dont get close
we should all be fine if we play our roles
in a 5 man team with a firearm each
wanna see her pay i wanna see her bleed
wait inside till i give my sound
then we light her up and we shoot her down
in a voice too loud under sweat caked brows
if we play our parts itll all work out
so hold my light in the long wheat field
i could smell flesh rot over that hill
shot gun sheela might have got to brave
dragging penny blood trails to her broke down base
i take my foot to her rust brown gate
put my 38 special to her pale white face
any last words fore i see her brain
and she looked my way and began to sing
ohhhhh
ohhhhh

shot gun sheela made no new friends
and the new town folk dont take to well
to her late night runs got two gold guns
gonna take my soul throw me down that well
she said i dont care for a no good cheat
so she shot him down in the middle of the street
got a death wish if u coming at me
and she put a full clip in between his teeth

shotgun sheela (eric godlow)

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problems (prod. syndrome)

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