Wock got me leaning so hard they hadda put me on the short bus 💯

vacant mind, my conscience makin a firm split
trapped in lines, and steady spittin the worst shit
overthinkin time, ain't even taken my first hit
and truth will always rhyme, could give a fuck if it hurts bitch
understand beyond focus and make the words fit
fuck a reefer, pass the knowledge, thats that pure shit
doctors cheatin at they college, they can't cure shit
you couldn't take on a major, to even learn this
we can't vibe out forever, you pussies aint ever seen strife
platinum sellin record, on the wall inside my dream life
grippin on the heat, so we just waitin for the green light
pumpin fakes, don't even know what the team like
fuck a friend, they refuse to give back my energy
everyone left and im pissin up on the memories
im sick and fuckin tired, of my life hangin in jeopardy
mentally, shot hot, faster then fuckin kennedy
used to keep my men at ease
and all them fakin fucks, now live in cribs wit high amenities
yung kuma, ain't replacable, y'all couldn't find a remedy
respectfully, to be fair im just a fuckin entity
this the typa shit, that give me soul, its not a sedative
this is what im rappin, i dont care if it's repetitive
if you do not like it, suck my dick until it's sensitive
this is what i think, and i don't care if that shit negative
im burnt out, crashin in apartments like an accident
addicts quit, then they come back rushin for that catalyst
im bad at this, when the fuck i turn into an activist
i guess im passionate, but yet im very fuckin adamant
that shit will never work, 
me and you we not the same, we cut from different fuckin percs
since birth, never gave a flying fuck about this earth
and the worst part is, i never found out my worth
bitches be like akuma bye, stop playin
in the booth and we smokin on high octane
failed in school, but shordy givin me top brain
and i was fighting for blood up until the cops came
intrusive thoughts, i wanna kill him, let the demons do it
and he gon die in my head, long as they keepin to it
you rappers boring, that shit you droppin is sleep inducing
the mic won't work, unless you mothafuckas speak into it
but who am i right
while y'all been holdin it down and keepin the limelight
ever since december, been waitin until the time's right
thought this rap shit ain't forever, my definition is finite
but im the top best
and i don't even try, how is you not pressed
bitch, talk less
don't got time for this shit, bitch you a hot mess

yours truly (churchills down rmx)

DONT HUG ME IM SCARED
PARANOIA ITCHIN GOT ME RIPPING OUT MY HAIR

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DONT HUG ME, IM SCARED [PROD. TAKIZAVA]

JUST OPEN YOUR EYES FOR A FUCKING SECOND 

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https://www.instagram.com/craigscissorhandss/

ITTY BITTY PIECES [PROD. JULIAN CEASAR/ME]

ORGANSSS PRETTY LITTLE STRINGS I PULL

@REJECTEDREYNA

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PRETTY LITTLE STRINGS FT. REJECTEDREYNA [PROD. JULIAN CEASAR]

Deathbringers

DownWxlf X Shade Apollo - Deathbringers | Prod. ROOSEVELT

Lyrics:

Call me the wraith
A demon that walks on the earth
I been lookin for blood
And I’m put on display
Black lungs
Get ‘em coated up
Imma smoke it up 
Till the grave
So stuck
In my old ways
I’m a showcase
With no faith
If that little bitch
Keep on talkin shit
I’ll be pulling up
With a blade
Loaded up
Face
Shown enough
Say so
And what
Kay
Tote it up
Stay
Blowin up
Stakes
Going up
Heads
Showing up
Fakes
Shown enough
Bruised fist
Lucid
Oh
Who’s this
New kid?
We don’t 
Shoot kicks
Shoot bitch shoot
Nooses
News six
Hit ‘em

(Bridge)
Duckin like he hiding
From the feds or something
I got a problem holding grudges
I won’t say that it’s nothin
If you want heat then check the meter
That shit red and bloody
There’s just something bout the way
I’m feeling dead and gutted
You little bitch

(Verse 2)

Yeah
Talk with the dead
They been telling me
I gotta make it
(I gotta make it)
Yeah
Making this bread
On my own
So I’m never gon break it
(Never gon break it)
Yeah
Hop out the whip
If I shoot
Than his body is vacant
(Leaving him vacant)
Yeah
I do not talk to nobody
Bout money
If nobody’s written a payment
For this shit
Take me for a bitch?
Ran the underground
Way before a clique
Made another sound
Ended up with this
Took a year to bounce
Went to the abyss
Spoke with the devil
He told me to settle
And go get a grip
I don’t need a grip
I need a bag
With the money up in it
A studio session
And thousands of listens


Bridge 2
I got a dark side
I don’t show much
Blunts tight
With a blow torch
Dark slide
When I show up
In a Glock sight
If he talk tough
Got a bounty on me
Sound alarms 
And get to mowing down
The mother fuckers 
Said I couldn’t do this shit
Well I just went and did it

(Verse 3)
Pop off like a weapon of god
Pop tops, I don’t drink anymore
Pop shots when he talk talk
Let it pop pop, pistol rip em apart
Misfit, I’m a demon at heart
Magick Kult, been the devil at large
Savage thoughts
I’m a rabid dog
This a red alert
Better sound alarms

WRAITH

im fly like a quagsire

LYRICS:
[hook:]
I LOVE LEAN, I LOVE LEAN
I LOVE LEAN, I LOVE LEAN
I LOVE LEAN, I LOVE LEAN
I LOVE LEAN, I LOVE LEAN
I LOVE LEAN, I LOVE LEAN
I LOVE LEAN, I LOVE LEAN
I LOVE LEAN, I LOVE LEAN
I LOVE LEAN, I LOVE LEAN

[verse 1:]
PURPLE IN MY CUP, MIX THAT SHIT WITH JOLLY RANCHERS
SHE BE SLURPIN ON MY NUTS, SHE DONT NEEDA USE NO HANDS, ERM
BOY WHAT THE SCALLOP, WHY DO YOU TRY TO ACT CALLOUS
SAY YOU BEEN STRAPPED WITH THE HAMMER, BITCH THATS A MALLET
PUT THAT SHIT RIGHT IN YOUR MOUTH, GO ENLARGEN YOUR PALATE
THEY ON MY NUTS LIKE THEY ALL TRYNA GALLOP
6 FEET DEEP IN THIS CUP, NOW I CAN NO LONGER SWALLOW
I BEEN DROWNING IN MY SORROWS
I MIGHT NOT WAKE UP TOMORROW
DO YOU NOT UNDERSTAND, DO YOU NOT FOLLOW
somethings in this sprite, sip it just for the effect
imma double up my cup, then i pass it to the left

(hook x2)

[verse 2:]
im in amsterdam, fucking with my clogs on
i be in a lake, fucking with my wades on
im in colorado, fucking with my crocs on
IM IN THE U. S. OF A., HAVING SEX WITH MY Js ON
MY BARS TASTES TO SAVOR, REST ASSURED, DOG
AND MY FLOW ENHANCING THE FLAVOR LIKE WORCESTERSHIRE SAUCE
MARINADE IT WITH SCREAMS AND RESINATE IT, NO LOSS
CALL ME 2 CHAINZ WAY I RESPECT THE SOLDIERS THAT WE LOST
IM FLY LIKE A QUAGSIRE, HOTTER THAN A CAMPFIRE
GIGGITY GIGGITY, OFF THE LEAN IM CRUEL QUAGMIRE
JUST BANGED YOUR DAUGHTER, SO IM CALLING YOU A VAMPIRE
THE ONE PIECE IS REAL, can we get much higher
POKEMON SAPPHIRE, GANONDORF DRAGMIRE
FUCK YOU, I HATE YOU, you are a liar
THEY PLOT AGAINST ME ON THE NET, BUT THAT SHIT NEVER TRANSPIRE
CUZ ONCE THEY LEAVE THE FRONT DOOR, THEY ACTING LIKE ITS SATIRE
PLEASE

I LOVE LEAN!!!!!!

https://www.instagram.com/craigscissorhandss/
https://t.me/scissorparty *REAL BOSSES JOIN MY TELEGRAM* 

☻☻☻

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☻☻☻

LIMB TRAFFICKING [PROD. TAKIZAVA]

my blood aint red they callin me crona

lyrics:
[VERSE 1:]
i cant see you, uh
diamonds too dazzling, gleam you, uh
i got some ice on my fangs and that shit look like candy like i got a sweet tooth, uh
yuh, ay, my drip aint simple like bidoof
but i still double the V when its slight, and they checking it twice
now they mad cuz its real news, ooh, yuh
tell me why does fame turn a person to an asshole
if that is a fact, then ill actually pass tho
i just wanna wake up, rap, chill after that
but i might as well add a few racks to the mass, hoe
im counting up these racks, you know im doing it with class
you be stuck in ur head, you be living in a glass dome
you cannot grasp all the facts of ur past, bitch i been filling all the cracks n the gaps, hoe
she got good head, started calling her brilliant
wont text her back but that hoe is resilient
me n my goons, we are sleazy, reptilian
we not the same, boy, you just a civilian
pockets was empty but i started filling it
remember my first benji, now i got millions
i can make good songs n keep all the silliness
keep em guessing like the gym in vermillion
hop in the '85 power whip, zoomin
120 on the dash, know we aint cruisin
me and my homies, we ride around foolin
dont give a fuck, boy, we stupid n clueless
i hit a lick, do my dance, boy im groovin
metal-head mario how i be movin
celebrate everyday, aint nothin to it
cognac n ciroc, boy we aint choosin

[HOOK:]
ay, who are you
my name is cruel, boy, how do u do
dont give a fuck, boy, you know im a douche
ooh, yuh, boy get a clue
ay, you are not cut for this shit, lil boy, you couldnt handle the truth
ur ma say you sweet, boy, she callin you cute
better pay me respect, boy, ur funds overdue
ay, who are you
im mr. moneybags, how do you do
im bout my paper, boy, pass out the news
ooh, yuh, hop in the coupe
ay, blue faces filling my pockets, now all of my haters got blues
i laugh at em while i get lit with the crew
i need me a telescope just to find the roof

[VERSE 2:]
need me a telescope just to find the roof
i got my money up, you still just a goof
just saw ur bank account, that shit look abused
im going up, you need a parachute
just got my glowup n ill never grow up
dont care what u think, lil bro, u dont know us
my balls in their mouth, they drinking my boba
my blood aint red, they callin me crona
motherfuckers always talking shit, i dont give a single fuck
hunnid bands on my hip, but that shit is not enough
you a bitch you a prick, i got glint on my fit, thats some shit you wont get, now get off of my nuts
step out in florida summers, im still cold
who tryna plot on me, promise it wont hold,
run that shit by me, you think that ur so bold
you will succumb to the pressure, they all fold
heart cold already, it dont need no ice
only thing on my body that dont shine in lights
i said fuck it, put diamonds all over my nikes
i said fuck it, iced out all my cuban links twice
n i take that shit off when i look in the mirror
shit is too blinding, my eyes getting weak more
i am not christian but i got that dior
white boy with drip, that shit like the seashore
who tryna talk to me online, laugh at em
shut the fuck up, lil bro, go get some capital
when im on the mic you should quit, its just rational
no you cant win, you should stick to the factuals
laughable, ur songs are not passable, actual
pain in my ears got me agonal, casual,
dont quit ur job, this not cashable, edibles
couldnt make ur music any salvable

(hook)

Wh0 Are You

Produced by Brian Spencer
Engineering by Sinizter 

Lyrics:
You Broke me down and severed my wings
But here I stand let anarchy reign 
Total destructions a beautiful thing 

Waves crash down from the sky
With the weight of all your lies
Prep my body to die tonight
It's the last time I'll get high 

Locked and loaded put a bullet through my head
Fucked around and imma find myself undead
I've carried all this weight shit heavy like lead
Go Kill yourself the crown need to be fed 

Crunching the numbers and checking the spreadsheet 
Bitch you are dead meat
You don't impress me 

The numbers don't add up im feeling fed up
With all of your bull shit go get the tool bitch 

You Broke me down and severed my wings
But here I stand let anarchy rein
Total destructions a beautiful thing 

Waves crash down from the sky
With the weight of all your lies
Prep my body to die tonight
It's the last time I'll get high 

No God no captors no kingdom 
You hear the explosion thats the sound of freedom
Ten thousand boots stamping down my neck
Why the fuck you looking so pressed 

Crunching the numbers and checking the spreadsheet 
Bitch you are dead meat
You dont impress me 

The numbers don't add up im feeling fed up
With all of your bull shit go get the tool bitch 

Surveillance everywhere
I can Feel it in the air
Depression an despair 
This divide is so unfair 

Crunching the numbers and checking the spreadsheet 
Bitch you are dead meat
You dont impress me 

The numbers don't add up im feeling fed up
With all of your bull shit go get the tool bitch

Severed Wings

i rap about fire trucks and moster trucks

I LOVE LEAN!!!!!!

Cruel

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