Kurwastyle Project - Strong Survive

prod me n immanuel
i was sick when i made this

yeahhhhh
yuh yuh yuh
yuh yuh yuh
close my eyes
so i dont have 2 see thru ur lies
bby its alright
bby lets party like its our last night
yea the grim reaper standing over me at the foot of my bed at night
grim reaper looming over me bby thats why i clutch onna knife
ahhhh
i kno u ain do me right
tears flooding my eyes
ion wna fuckin cry
ima live out of spite of u
yeah im blinded by tha light of u
yeah i jus wna fuckin hug u
yuh fuck allat shit tho
demons in my fuckin head tell me 2 kms ik
demons in my fuckin head im innuh club all a fuckin lone
yeahhh yeahhhh
yeahhh 
if i can b real wit yall
i been living in hell
every day i fuckin wake up
n im living in hell
i jus wna get up
bby i jus need some help
i jus need sum help but i feel so weird askin
i jus needed help to clean the blood that im baskin in
cleaning up da crime scene put the razors in da basket
yuh bitch im laughin
hah bitch im laughin

1. close my eyes

backseat

Lyrics:
Can we talk this over beachside
I just wanna see why
You would rather talk to him instead of me
And i've been drinking
And i've been thinking
If you really said you loved me then why would you wanna leave

Ive been open to talk about it
Why would you wanna leave instead of talk to me
You said i've been on your mind too often
I don't care
Care
Care
Care
Ohohohohohoh

Everyday when I turn in my bed
I see a vision of you 
I see a vision of me
And i can't seem to get this feeling out my chest
The stress

I've been tossed down thrown in the alley
I was stripped of everything that I got
And even after all the apologies I still think your a bop

Beachside

†i chil on da bloc bitch like everyday
they wna know where ill be ill be mia
baby im so sleepy i aint eat for days
oh she wanna top on me i got xanz for days
what happened last night? yeah i forgot
u can be my bitch but not no dinner date
i put all the drugs in my fuckin waist
bitch im smokin cali pak this shi from the bay
bitch im seein eyeballs and dollarsigns
baby u so bad but u so insideeee
running up the pape dont care bout the time
lil bitch yea im selfish not giving u a dime
cant fw these hoes they wasting my time
yeah when i get alone all i do is cry:(

frowny face

prod:me

yuh bitch im destined to die, 
2047, bitch im destined to dine.
beat his ass lil bitch its jus a lil lesson of mine ;),
i been feeling happy like way less of tha time ;(.
bitch i can't flirt wit ya, 
gen 5 its gon hit ya bitch.
i can't take a picture,
i can't take a picture bitch.
baby i wont miss ya, 
baby i wont eva miss ya bitch.
i wont neva listen, 
i wont neva listen bitch.

hella bitches at ma door,
bad bitch demi lavato.
i got alla gelato,
n its suiciide doors.
ye bitch im smokin dat dope,
im so suiciidal.
my soul need revival. 

beauty beast, 2047 on my torso.
wut u mean? im runnin it up ion need no whore bro. 
wut u need? i got wut u want n i got more bro. 
wut u need? can u get tf up out my door bro.

i been living for a blessing, 
send yo ass to Heaven.
im fucked up, nose bleeding bitch like eleven,
nose bleedin, too many hoes on me its like seven. 
black rosary, bitch this is not jus no dam necklace.

yuh bitch im destined to die, 
2047, bitch im destined to dine.
beat his ass lil bitch its jus a lil lesson of mine ;),
i been feeling happy like way less of tha time ;(.
bitch i can't flirt wit ya, 
gen 5 its gon hit ya bitch.
i can't take a picture,
i can't take a picture bitch.
baby i wont miss ya, 
baby i wont eva miss ya bitch.
i wont neva listen, 
i wont neva listen bitch.

suiciide door suiciidal

suban 😶‍🌫️ heart on my sleeve noo cdg

Stay Strong - Immanuel ft. Imsg

Reincarnation Passion 
PRODUCTION By Yrsci

nigga my son & he mad cuz im his father
ima spill his blood ima spill his god damn pasta
i be smokin gas ya im smokin on da zaza
she call me dad pretty hoe call me her papa
i run the scene i can fuck up on yo mama
in juggn team in dover street lil bih i buy buy
i put the tab up on my tongue and then i glitch
i love the green my fuckin wrist like omnitrix

money money money money money
feel like mr krabs
i beat her back
run to the back
glock in the bag
shoot his lil face off
i run that track
ppush him back

we peel his face
blow up like no grenade
i paint yo face i paint yo face
i spit like rage
glock in yo face
im filled with hate
see it in my face

i smoke like im in the bay this music kray
its fuckin up the bass cant feel my head
i feel the violence every mF day
i put all my rage on fuckin display
i smoke til im asian bitch i look like ray
i feel like ludacris bitch get up out my way
causing hell in traffic bitch im in VA
in da moshpit hear the fans screamin out aye

ill die and do it again

FUCK U JAZZKID SPREADS THE TRUTH
MUDDY MIX GALORE BITCH FUCK A PROFESSIONAL SOUND
##KORRUPTKREW BITCH WE DRINK KEROSENE

backseat

jazzkid!

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