Graveyard - CouldaBeenDifferent
Prod. by Cobra $hins

LYRICS: 
Brat:  
Wishing it was different
Wishing i was dead
You dont wanna see whats going on inside my head got a map of the afterlife underneath my bed
Couple sad bitches dryin out in the shed but all i think abt is you and maybe sometimes death
Coulda been me i shoulda took the pill instead 
Maybe u would smile more i wouldnt be depressed 
Maybe my whole life wouldnt be full of regrets like damn i shoulda wrapped the fuckin pontiac 
Never shoulda asked the stupid bitch where the party at
Shoulda dug the blade a lil deeper 
Made the walls a lil steeper damn i shoulda did the whole 8 ball n had a heart attack
Wonderin if im going to heaven or hell decide to slash my fuckin wrist go get some ice for the swells
Dont even ask me how im doing bitch im not doing well
Is there even any hope its getting harder to tell
Its getting harder to manage feel like my heart been abandoned feel like my time has been up im lost somewhere im stranded u had my heart in your hands and u decided to slam it
Now i gotta get you back and kick you off of the planet
I wish you cared more but i know you cant 
Throw my ashes in the dirt with the plants
Lets the bugs eat away at my brain im insane but i remember a time when i was nothin but ya man
Hoe

Cobra:  i remember times i was lyin in the sand 
i remember times i was nothing but your man
and to you nothings new i was nothing but a fan 
in a stu what it do now i wonder what i am 
and then think of how i can 
and then remember that i cant 
fucked it up once never trusting a chance 
every loop every cue got me runnin outta stand 
ditched lust in the cuffs, discuss us, can’t forget 
ash it in the dust get fucked up agaain 
passion is love ion wanna pretend 
got your name in my lungs every hit is a gasp 
tell myself i’m good then i flinch every task 
truth is like glass now it’s burried in the past 
i’m tryna go deeper n deeper surpass 
take all my breathe and then throw way the mask 
heartbeat off beat cuz the rhythm don’t last 
no 
what you want from me 
if u want me then why tf u won’t talk 2 me 
i can’t say shit when all it leads to is apologies 
there’s a demon in my body n he’s haunting me 

fuck these visions 
this fiction 
the distance 
this difference 
your energy is off 
n i’m tryna listen
i fall into you every time like it’s scripted 
the highs wearing off 
baby one more fixing

CouldaBeenDifferent

DEAD IN A MINUTE (Prod. Ushanka Boy)

GRAVEYARD - SANITYMARE
SPOILEDBRAT x COBRA $HINS 
PROD. BY COBRA $HINS

Lyrics: 
Verse 1 (Spoiledbrat):
Im the one that’s lurking at the gates bitch we gon meet again
Fuck all ya fashion n fuck what you wearing im covered in blood screaming fuck all ya trends
Fuck all ya friends they all gotta die too
Pickin up ya bitch n ima read her like a haiku 
Who the one that really does it mf i do
You getting off track mf i advise you 
To watch ya back
Killas come through w no strings attached 
Grimey lil boy but my bitch is bad
Step in my path let the bugs attack
Fuckboys mad cus we runnin laps around everything he made 
Raise up the dead when i step on the stage
Plainfield ghoul how im snatchin ya face
Yung brat the barber u can come n claim a fade like anyday bro
Anyways hoe
Ion like the way the you talkin better watch ya tone 
Ion got the time a day i really gotta go
Got a couple pounds of gas sittin waiting to be rolled
You dont really wanna know the shit i do when im alone
Savrificial mf gettin in my zone
Rollin on the floor while im rollin up some dope bitch i Inhale smoke now im lookin like a ghost

Verse 2 (Cobra $hins):
swing blade watch it fly by 
catch me in a bad state with the buck eye
it’s them gyd killas the bad guys
u don’t really wanna die in the cross fire

bitch im alive 
bitch that’s a lie 
pull out the fye 
crook like i’m tied 
we got the tools help u up to the sky 
green in my cup like im fucking popeye

razor can cut fucked up in the cut 
mosh pits lazered up i neva gave a fuck
so i gave em a cut that’s a buck that’s a bust 
they talking too much better hush that’s a must

sacrificial tone
da bloody blunts inside the tomb
this hell is hot it is my home 
triple 6 right up ya nose 
i got ya running up the rows
she swaggin out in all her chrome
gyd is gone now i bet you feel alone

SANITYMARE

ALONE

CALL MEH BACK [PROD+ REHMAN]

From The Depths

XIII, The King

microdreams (prod. digital bands)

You're So Far Away

Vocals by me founded haven. (Slowed)

Forgot who produced this. if you know, let me know so I can give credit.

Heart (Interlude)

GRAVEYARD - TRAUMADRAWL 
SPOILEDBRAT x COBRA$HINS 
PROD. BY COBRA $HINS

LYRICS:
VERSE 1 (SPOILEDBRAT):
Underground stuntin 
Gas pack pungent
100 bad bitches bleedin out in the dungeon
Im bleedin out too but imma tell you that its nothing im bluffin why cant you see tht its somethin
Kill myself just for the fun of it 
You set the bar for this life ill go under it 
Jump to assumptions 
My mind always wandering 
Pondering bout you i think you the one
But im Wondering 
How You double back
Everything we had 
Burned and turned to ash
Spirits fade to black
Back to back pack after pack 
Smoke out the pound till my lungs collapse 
Yung spoiled brat with a death wish
Blood drippin off of my necklace 
Feel your presence when im all alone up through the night so restless

VERSE 2 (COBRA $HINS):
stuck up in a dark place  
stuck in my ways 
stuck in a maze 
flip the page
i’m dazed 
the blunt burning like sum sage 
in the cage, new age  
me my brudda just got paid
i dont even wanna buy shit tho
throw it away
too broke for u & im broken the same way  
shawty break me down we both free 
said fuck the game n fuck my heart but face 2 face please tell me that’s it’s all me 
cuz nothing what it seems 
she said cobra is this a dream 
like what u mean 
will you ever wake up n see just what it means 
to be free, to succeed your needs
i hit the blunt a wise tree
cuz all i need is my feet
i gotta zippo lighter on me 
light it up let it bleed 
feed the pain it’s a seed 
voices in my head they telling me to aim it and squeeze 
ice inside my veins, i put the game in freeze, sell the key, and then up n leave
i sold my soul, ain’t skip a beat, & now the story on repeat 

VERSE 3
(COBRA $HINS):
insane the way that it be moving these days 
speaking bullets, i take em
who taught u to say this shit 
without considering the exits wounds
i bandage, imma veteran 
theres blood on the canvas and all of
this shit just a metaphor 
scars in the paint like soul tried to crawl
got my heart leaking ink issa trauma drawl
i wish that i could simply forget it all
(SPOILEDBRAT):
Pop some tramadol then I’m good
I said I’d change n i wish that i would
But i couldn’t be bothered with shit im a fuck up
Look at my wrist here the blood come
Always been the same 
Grave been the gang
Like fuck all ya money and fuck the fame
Never gave a fuck about  a fuckin name ima rise to the top n then let it bang

TRAUMADRAWL

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