[LYRICS]
I JUST WANNA KILL MYSELF I DONT KNOW WHAT TO FUCCIN DO
I DONT GIVE A FUC ABOUT MY LIFE BUT SHYT WHAT ELSE IS NEW 
I KNOW I GOT A COUPLE THINGS TO DO BEFORE I SUICIDE 
I CANT MAKE MISTAKES UP IN THIS BITCH THIS SHYT IS DO OR DIE
ALL MY LIFE I BEEN STUCK IN MY MIND AND I CANT TAKE THIS SHYT
FUK ALL THESE BITCHES MANE THEY CAN ALL GO SUK MY DICC 
I COULD NEVER TRUST A HO AGAIN CUZ I AIN STUPID G 
I KNOW IM BLESSED BUT I STILL HATE THE WORLD CUZ GOD KEEP FUCKING WIT ME
HO IM PLOTTIN ON A MURDA IN THA FIRST DEGREE 
IMA GO AND DESTROY THE WORLD DONT LET ME OFF THE LEASH
OPEN UP THE GATES OF HELL WATCH ME STEP UP OUT THAT HO
ANNA GOT ME KLICKING MANE WHEN IM ****** UP ON THAT ** 
HIGH ASHELL EVERY NITE JUST SO I CAN GET SOME SLEEP
IMA KEEP IT REAL TILL A MUTHUFUCKA 
SIX FEET DEEP
YOU CAN RUN AWAY BUT THERES NO WAY U CAN HIDE FROM ME
THE ONLY TIME I FEEL ALIVE IS WHEN I STEPPIN UP ON THA CREEP

MUSIC VIDEO

RETURN OF THA DEMON [PROD TOMMY WRIGHT III]

ANKHH - Exhausted (Prod. Majoras mask)

C4TYR4X

whenitallgoeswrongitallgoesright (11:11)

SNOS X CERRY - BULLY!

@heavensnight0

riding w it
shit get Road Wild
bug ridden, pussy mudslinging & get hosed down
chop, chop
add 2 the fire, shit gon go south
last of the dying
this bitch looking like a ghost town

flies on the windscreen, blood on the windshield
can’t shake this feeling
it ain’t windchill
flies on the windscreen, blood on the windshield
can’t shake this feeling
I can’t sit still

I can't sit straight
hysterical when I blackout- not for display
board the windows for we crack down every which way
we go hammerhead & turn this glass house 2 fish tank
here’s your big break

lambs for the slaughter, moment of silence
new camcorder for all this video violence
New Jack- carve at your arteries, I’m the violinist
might do em grimy, nosediving

bitch it’s a man down
dropping shit like ten pounds
highlight where they texting shit and press down
nightlight go fluorescent, leave you stressed out
my files so forensic, don’t get x’d out

riding with it
bitch we Souled Out
catch serpents in grass lurking, they get mowed down
chop, chop
add 2 the fire, shit gonna go south
last of the dying
this bitch look just like a ghost town

flies on the windscreen, blood on the windshield
can’t shake this feeling
it ain’t windchill
flies on the windscreen, blood on the windshield
can’t shake this feeling
I can’t sit still

flies on the windscreen (hn)

prod @xxbluddyliqourxx https://soundcloud.com/xxbluddyliqourxx/iahncabh 💕🫃

10-16-25 prod BLUDDYLIQOUR fin

My homie told me get that bag 
Man I’m tryna get it 
My Brodie told me chase them racks
Mayn im gonna get it

So many nights im up wishin 
But I got no ambition 
No motivation, sensations keep my mind in prison 
Live my life not I’m living 
I’m tryna build my vision 
sorry momma I miss ya I hadda go and live it 
Can’t let me fall behind this system is a competition 
Pessimistic nihilistic man I ain’t really wit it 
This worlds like magic your senses imagine being senseless 
You dive in and it’s reckless sometimes you need a blessing 
When father Christ opens heaven don’t know I’m a ascending 
Cuz im a weapon a message man I’m a living lesson 
Show love don’t trust 
My own bruddas and huzz 
The truth will leave you in disgust 
Do it yourself you gotta move on don’t think bout it what it was 
Won’t phase me I brushed it 
My heads banging percussion 
Cuz i dont need no discussion fuck 
Don’t tell me that I’m bugging 
Cuz Ive been working and hustling 
Tryna turn nothin to something 
Cookin dope in the oven 
With the straps and they Russian 
Back when I was trippin and plugging 
Ain no fuckin home was lacing shit inside my muffins

homie told me get that bag 
Man I’m tryna get it 
My Brodie told me chase them racks
Mayn im gonna get it

So many nights im up wishin 
Reflecting on decisions 
Open my skin like incisions  
Due to the indecision

flies on the windscreen (hn)

jona2as