DO YOU LOVE ME, ? ♡

Watch the Fuck you mean
beheaded bitch in a bag 
Pushing atrophy fucking clean it with a rag dirty splats on me
need to fiend the fucking hash baby cash on me 
i got 15 dollars
and a dream to find some new shit
get me going thru it like the loop around a noose this
town will get me feeling things i never thought to do
it’s
living rooms and subtle queues that push me off the chicken coop trick

i just found you
cross hatch scoundrel 
my space council
regenerate my ground still
eat off my account they’ll
looking for my ground will
baby im still dormant but my body fucking 
bounding

man that’s all i need
haven’t had a fucking problem in about 3 weeks 
lana kane, i’m searching for the ounce i need
and you staring at me crazy, like i stole sum free

seen so many leaks in the living room
neighbours tryna hit me with the peak- 
pharmaceuticals 
ride inside my system like a freak 
get me two of those,
see me growing higher till I steep through the middle zone
pass that mask
mixing acid and chemicals see me walking stupid like i asked for subliminals
you try to bend me open
i react something criminal 

fucking black Habituals 
can’t relax i’m busy though
reaction at minimal 

test me or get cynical
calls at the wall 
fucking on my federal
process involved
wretched body pressing
through the nods at the park
keep dgps inside my balls fucking narc
wanna watch?




yea

come on over cause i never caught that period touch
leaning over on the street caught fearing it
bones crunch under my feet like Harriet 
punk push it off the fucking brink, stop smearing at god
carcas parking in my face got me tearing it
up

DEM SAY ME GONE

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Bandit County

Space Is The Spot

WHATCHA KNOW?
I BLOCKED THIS OFF MY PHONE
WHATCHA KNOW?
I UPPER GATE MY NOSE

STAND OFF BUT I ALUMNI QUICK
YOU BEND OFF BUT I SUM THAT SHIT
I CAN’T STOP IM GONNA RUN PSYCHIC
THIS BANDS GOGGLE ME OFF

HANDS ON BUT I SUNK BY IT
YOU BRANCHED OFF I MIGHT COME BUY IT
DON’T LAND SOFT THAT POWER TRIP
YOUR PANTS OFF WHEN I CALL

THE WAIT
IT STAY
ON TRIP ON TRIP ON TRIP ON TRIP
ON TRIP

WHAT YOU WANNA HURT NOW
TAKE IT TO THE DIRT NOW
DIRTY ON THE SPEAKERS
DIRTY ON THE SPEAKERS

WHATCHU KNOW?
I KILL SHIT
I CANT STOP IM GONNA RUN PSYCHIC
PISS ME OFF.

produced and mixed Isoles

Django

cover art by: ankhh
written and mixed by: ankhh + rakaspen
mastered by: ankhh

[LYRICS]
======================================

ANKHH:
the words “trust me” are tearing me apart,

baby i just need your help, to guide and be my light thru dark.

take one look in her eyes, im in “love” i felt the spark.

tell me if you gonna leave, shove the blade right thru my heart.

yeah she asked me… “what’s the issue?”

i wanna feel loved, i want something to commit to.

if I’m being honest i aint happy when im with you.

but I’m really fuckin desperate, i just wish that you’d admit too.

======================================

RAKASPEN:
don’t say you love me i’m feining for fucking
patience.

it’s getting harder to watch us walking on tape bitch.

and suicide isn’t optimal
if you barely made it.

i’m tucking blades i never drew
to take a life for payment .

and glock in hand
when my trigger left you dead on the pavement.

guess it’s for nothingx2

the fuck
no repercussion.

don’t try to talk
if your bluffing.

im holding onto this feeling.
it’s leading me onto something,
but what?

======================================

ANKHH:
causing massacres slashing em,
just like thirty one

i took yo bitch,
deep inside of her pretty cunt

takin acid,
she splashing all on my face n tongue.

i think It’s funny how you thought she was the fuckin one.

i got luv2share,
aint fuckin on no dirty broad (x4)

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