NEED SOME HELP

NEED SOME HELP [PROD. IDIO]

BLACK TIMBS ON STANDBY 1HUNNID SHAWTY PROD $ANCTUARY

beatmaker - https://on.soundcloud.com/HzcvtdwcQFdcr5Dv5

lyrics
When it's gonna kill you 
I don't think about you 
I don't wanna feel alive bitch it's your turn to cry 
Think about it twice 
Before leavin' your rights 
(Before leavin' your rights)

I think you gotta move on 
Let it be then watch me die again 
Safety for me on that side for free 
Sippin' beer with my team 
Ask me here 
If I'm gonna die alone 
If it's all that I want ou 

That was story that you'll never forget
I'll be your night for the rest of your life 
If you had got it before that time, you would’ve tried to save the right one (yeah)
I was so in pain while you were with him 
I was fightin' alone 
Then fallin' apart 
It was somethin' I thought would pull me out of the darkness though ou 
Give me back the time I wasted tryin' so hard to keep it right (keep it right)
I was runnin' from hell and nobody was there (was there, and nobody was there)

Falling apart (bonus track) (prod. Cryx)

idkwdtt prod.(sobernap)

angel wings prod. taymxru

The poppy fields (prod. SUZUKKI)

[Chorus: Codeine Kiss]
What you wanna do?
What you wanna do?
Fucked up
Smoking dirty blunts with my fucking crew 
Smoke gorilla glue
In gorilla coupe
Bust down 
Diamonds on wrist, all my hunnids blue

[Verse 1: Fallen Archangel]
Swangin on the slab 
Smoking dirty blunt 
In a back seat  Shawty wanna fuck 
Selling on the block 
Shit going hard 
Yeah, I’m twisted up 
I don’t give a fuck

[Verse 2: Fallen Archangel]
Running from the cops 
We don’t talk with ops
Stop stunting on ya
My stans so hard 

[Verse 3: Codeine Kiss)
And I popping pills
Two bad bitches and we turning wheels 
Diamonds on my body, bitch, I’m on the hill 
Smoke on dirty party, bitch, I wanna kill

[Verse 2: Fallen Archangel]
This bitches lick my body like candy pop 
Cash downing on the card, thank candy drop 
Yeah, I’m drinking Hennessy and smoking blunt 
Snoopy passed that dope, he going hard

[Chorus: Codeine Kiss]
What you wanna do?
What you wanna do?
Fucked up
Smoking dirty blunts with my fucking crew 
Smoke gorilla glue
In gorilla coupe
Bust down 
Diamonds on wrist, all my hunnids blue

[Verse 4: Fallen Archangel]
Swangin on the slab 
Smoking dirty blunt 
In a back seat  Shawty wanna fuck 
Selling on the block 
Shit going hard 
Yeah, I’m twisted up 
I don’t give a fuck

Hunnids Blue

The cutest little bunny on incels.is… and maybe the saddest.
A glitchy, balding sandcel preaching DNR philosophy while fapping for repair.
Part folk hero, part forum ghost, part medicated rabbit in a suit.
This isn’t just a character study — it’s a eulogy for internet rot, written in shitposts and serotonin scraps.
Okay… kay’?

Lyrics

DNR… DNW… DNL…
Okay mango… it’s kay’ time

5’4” bunny with a balding dome,
Wants new femurs and a new genome.
Rabbit in a suit, posting like a ghost,
Half-sentient toast with a serotonin dose.

Don’t spell it “K, A, Y” or he’ll start to decay,
That apostrophe’s doing emotional ballet.
The lowercase ‘k’ is his digital scar,
A cry from the sands, of a crippled Saar.

Says, “I literally have no thoughts anymore,
I’m a whim, breeze, a Sednaya corpse forevermore.”
Plain bread dinners, Lyrica brunch,
Says religion’s fake but still envies the bunch.

Back pain sandcel with a medicated lyrica stare,
Said, “You fap for fun - I fap for repair.”
10 girlfriends in your mind’s terrain,
But none wanna suck it, and all feel the same.

He’s still an incel, don’t get it twisted,
But Proudweeb’s sis once let him hit it.
Behind the dumpster, ten bucks flat,
Now he copes with that in his bunny top hat.

You didn’t choose the mango lane,
Just wish your dad had a better brain.
Coping in riddles, typing in loops,
Posting “D N R” like it’s bulletproof truth.

“You cannot do anything you want in life.
And it’s not your fault, mang.
Genetic determinism and luck…
You did nothing wrong.
You did nothing wrong.”
—kay’, 2022

Low IQ NPCs got the cheat code life,
Meanwhile, kay’s fighting pasta with a butter knife.
Wants to switch femurs and memory banks,
Wants Stacy tears, gets forum pranks.

IQ envy, cope on repeat,
Your serotonin’s hanging by one pixel of meat.
But still you post, mang, still you try,
The balding bunny on copium supply. 

Mang this, mango that,
Did not read, did not watch.
Did not feel.
Okay… kay’?
kay’?
He did not listen.

kay’

baby you know what’s the vibe
we in this bitch getting lit to the sky
riding round no time to talk less it’s dollar signs
i been on my way one day it’s whatever you like
you up in my brain baby it’s just you and i
shorty come my way i’ma change your fucking life
gambling the game of life girl i’m shooting dice
you know how to talk nice i’ll stretch you past a mile
bitch i’m popping bottles like a roxy
hoe can’t stop me ‘less you kamikaze
can’t block me, they watching paparazzi 
girl you know i’m toxic for your loving
your loving
if you’re the one don’t forget it 
cause i’m that muhfucka gotta keep em guessing
got a long list of haters up in my mentions
and the devil on my shoulder don’t get the message
cause i’m gunning out like fucka straight out texas
needa run it up been counting all them fucking blessings
and if i’m your angel girl you my heaven
cause your love’s the real leverage
real leverage
real leverage real leverage real leverage 
yeah 
222
i let you inside 
you gut me out
cut me down
turned around
i just try to remember 
it is what it is
can’t hurt me no more
god got me a lyft 
right into a new life
new dream
new vision
old habits
still miss em
good riddance
i kicked it
i’ll still admit it
i been trippin’ smokin za
downing alcohol for who?
i ain’t got shit goin’ on
life tries tearing me right up 
i take those fucks and tear em up
said damn
i don’t wanna hole up in myself
lookin deep into her eyes until the pain is numb 
and back she’s looking for answers i can’t cough up
i’m runnin’ from the trust it’s a fear that holds my gut
said damn
i don’t really give a fuck
so fuck this song
and fuck all that i’ve done
said fuck a disguise
i’m tearing it off
look deep in my eyes see my life was never mine but it’s fine
i’ma keep it pushing with my baby we fine

LEVERAGE

Boy I’m lit, girl I’m lit
If you ain’t lit when I’m lit, you ain’t shit
Don’t talk to me unless you gon let me hit
Ain’t talking shit
Smoke you out and get you drunk
I’ll make it quick, you know I’m him
Just like yogurt, I love all my women thick

Yeah we lit, yeah I’m lit
Aint u lit, u ain’t lit
I was lit before I showed up
That’s how I knew that I’m lit
You ain’t lit, you aint shit
If you aint, then get lit
Once the liquor and the blunt do it’s magic, you’ll know you’re lit

Cup of liquor in my hand, put the blunt up in my lip
You gon see a different man, nah, you gon see the real Him
Once I’ve started, I don’t stop, girl, you know it is what it is
You know I ain’t got no plan, I’m just vibing when im lit

Boy I’m lit, girl I’m lit
If you ain’t lit when I’m lit, you ain’t shit
Don’t talk to me unless you gon let me hit
Ain’t talking shit
Smoke you out and get you drunk
I’ll make it quick, you know I’m him
Just like yogurt, I love all my women thick

Yeah we lit, yeah I’m lit
Aint u lit, u ain’t lit
I was lit before I showed up
That’s how I knew that I’m lit
You ain’t lit, you aint shit
If you aint, then get lit
Once the liquor and the blunt do it’s magic, you’ll know you’re lit

YEAH IM LIT (prod. gxm)

ALL FOR YOU

You can find a few of my songs on Spotify, Apple Music, and YouTube under the name GR!M

The poppy fields (prod. SUZUKKI)

GR!M

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