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Money, the root of evil. Yep. Listen.

Money the root of evil. Funny how loot the devil. Yet we indulge, the evil bugle, stick out like a sore one, you’re done. If you sniff at that moola, a fool ya. Be, ya see me, I even sold out. Spoke like I smoke a pack a day, mind delirious. Not to poke at myself but my shit got non serious. And is this a bad thing? Speaking from the heart be a sad sling. Shot of what I got, gotta move on. A lot of what I jot is depressing, prove on. This I change, rearrange, the strange. I’m guessing I won’t though, yo. For me the glory was too much to handle. I chase what I base success around, can’t hold a candle. To it, I blew it, but never knew it wasn’t ever there. Quite a scandal how life isn’t fair. They say God made it, I say how odd made it. Is, leave me piss poor with the mood I diss your. Life cause you gon’ get married, have a wife. While I’m feeling like I’m outta time and carried knife. To slit my wrist when I get like this. I pit against, myself and bit in this. Battle that’ll ruin me, what am I doing. See, I don’t know, but I do know money that glow. It’ll damage, that glam gauge is off kilter. Ayo, to speak at peak, that with no filter. I’m a just keep pushing it. I’m a just keep hushing it. These good thought, I should caught and kept ‘em. But I prefer to cry and die, wept ‘em. Tears daily, years fail me, I refer to. A therapist who great but it true bait. I talk like that’ll make it better. But then I walk like, damn I am not better. Better? I better get going. But in a weird way, I feared say-ing this thing. And that’s making me nervous to service. These actions on ink, just fractions what I think. This is really helpful, deep down. I’m silly and not helpful, creep down. In my head, I dread thinking glass half full. Wish I could go back, fuck it just go back. My ass half null, half full of bull I pull. The other so kind from my mother and her mind. But it not all or nothing, y’all be bluffing. Labeling, I’m the label king myself, time to shelf. Fuck it, this help.

The Root Of Evil (Prod. ithurtstowalk)

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cherry_Juice

yeah im lobotomized, im super fried
playing huniepop, with my cherry guys
get the lotion out, for my hands of course
but it's no surprise, par for the course

verse 1 (pageturn)
masturbating feels so fucking good when you're high
my minds percolating, fish up on a high-rise
another three-clear, another four-clear
poppin all these bubbles, they just disappear
subahibi, down the rabbit hole I
yuki's scissorin, but im rubbin one
ill let you join in, yeah it's super fun
you don't gotta think, you just gotta run

yeah im lobotomized, im super fried
playing huniepop, with my cherry guys
get the lotion out, for my hands of course
but it's no surprise, par for the course
im lobotomized, im super fried
playing huniepop, with my cherry guys
get the lotion out, for my hands of course
but it's no surprise, par for the course

verse 2 (rosa priscilla magi cherrycherry)
i dont know how to write a second verse
but im goin on, cause it cant get worse
i dont know how to think much anymore
because my brain's been seepin out my pores
oniichan says that im just a dummy
feel all fuzzy when he dotin on me
i love my oniichan, best in the world
id be his little sister even when im old

im lobotomized, im super fried
playing huniepop, with my cherry guys
get the lotion out, for my hands of course
but it's no surprise, par for the course
im lobotomized, im super fried
playing huniepop, with my cherry guys
get the lotion out, for my hands of course
but it's no surprise, par for the course

Cherry Juice (feat. Rosa Priscilla Magi Cherrycherry) (prod. ithurtstowalk)

wan oniichan...

the full moon out is beautiful today
oniichan, let's go, i wanna play
the aliens called again out to me today
but they just wanna see my face filleted 

i cant recall much of what they said
but when they call it feels like i am dead
so, oniichan, i wanna play tonight
please affirm my existence with your sight

i like to live my life on the inside
starting everything, it's my joy and pride
but ill finish last, cause it's time i bide
a vicarious race to the finish line

don't worry, ill never feel sad anymore
im split apart, im turned into gore
it's the walpurgisnacht, im on my floor
it's my favorite place, it's my favorite door

(sounds of sleep)

asleep more often, yet dreaming of nothing
i hug a bear tight and pretend that it's someone
i gotta go soon, i gotta leave soon 
step into the (real, fake, dream, wake) world

the full moon out is beautiful today
oniichan, let's go, i wanna play
the aliens called again out to me today
but they just wanna see my face filleted

Rosa Priscilla Magi Cherrycherry - Moonprincess Fantranslation (prod. ithurtstowalk)

gambs (feat. ithurtstowalk) (prod. ithurtstowalk + qwerty)

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Lyrics:

Can ya picture, a descripture of a man who flips for, rage bait, he age late, no stage straight, many zany lips for the ones who dones tried, to un’s did the sick more or less road he travel toward. The gravel mode I’m in, loften often to my coffin ‘cause I’m below where it been, feel trapped in the dirt, hurt wrapped up my Earth worth, I deal the blow to myself, I shelf help, I delve in revolving the same lame game, the solving start wit’ me, but a part it be accepting, when dismay crept in, this A slept in, now it deepen, foul style lept in, the caught thought be the weapon, impulse may be dim, false, but it trickin’, pickin’ sides on rides I don’t need to take, hear these voices chant, where is my choices, can’t I heed to make the fake crap that, ruin me stop at, right about now, clear the picture like Snapchat, I’m big, might about blow, ignite up out how, Cobain did, no pain slid where death is, breathless, here the structure I should’ve taken, the good I’ve shaken, I didn’t even realize I had, the eyes my Dad had all along was right, check, I just had to tad adjust my view slight, neck, inspect when looking over, correct intellect, shook and never had this chance? I knew, now why spew this sad piss poor mood dude glance, a rude stance? The world ain’t against me, I’m against me, I unfurled the paint, let the elders craft the image, I hurled and faint, bet the small tears swell when fears, laughed, him gauge like it “woe is me.” this tyke shit mentality, lead a grudge, fatality, me, I need to budge, clutch much better posture, I boast poor back as an excuse, to slack and be no use, I could carry that weight, physical, but also I know metaphorically, I’m a bicycle on training wheels, not gaining skills but I been ready, a beta, whore sick being who seeing reign in faking ills, getting pity, I’m bullshitting really, and when I think I great like DeRozan, the chosen hitting middy, his he get paid for, mine ain’t fine, it a charade more or less to think I doing shit great, it just middy! I sink and state my pull, meeting so many connections, I fucking fake to get to, I’m sucking dick to let you, know I wanna collab, do I really hear, all this shit that I spit to ya ear, who nab all this free time, inspections, and be like “gee I’m so lonely”, bitch, enrich ya mind and find the bind just ‘cause ya only, ya own enemy, my zone … fuck it, when I be like this, I don’t even change, believe in strange but some things just need to rearrange, we the hinge to opening our own doors, hope is in, I can’t clone yours but what I do, is see those who chose to be great when they could say they fate, closed theirs, they burst it open, they thirst for first, dope in the chosed careers, so here’s no mo’ pondering, high note, why mope in the beyond I been, avoiding, paranoiding, fuck it, go wondering, I tote my slope oh so down, bitch just switch the frown, I pitch the crown to me so truly, truly, let get up and go!

Yo.

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