Sonic Smokin Blunt After Blunt

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0mKHROKypA0
I DID NOT MAKE THIS BEAT USED THE LINK ABOVE AND USED THE FREE INSTRUMENTAL TO ADD MY VOCALS.


Because I don’t trust nobody, sorry 
I aint got no money, buddy  
But the constant stressin  Got me ready to kill everybody. 
Wont somebody, please help. 
  
Maybe they pushed me way to far, 
Maybe I kept it way to long. 
maybe i kept the hate to long. 

Im about to snap, on this rap   
Got my gun in my bag 
Im about to scare all these mother fuck​ers,   
give em a heart attack 
Tired of holding back, 
All this shit that ive had 
Inside, drives me mad, but to bad 
Gonna kill everybody, just cuz im sad 
  
And don’t come at me with no disrespect, but don’t expect My sympathy 
Because all I have are bad thoughts, and those you fucking gave to me 

This is what  you made of me, you pushed and pushed 
And set me free   

Maybe i kept it in way too long 
Shout out to johnie for sending me this song 
Looking for a place to escape this hate 
Some say its fate but im living in the wrong 

So they say i should be more humble 
Cuz im always ready to rumble 
They Call me in animal bitch what the fuck you expect i grew up in concrete jungle 

I dont give a damn what the hell yall say 
I have no love bitch get out my way 
I used to trust these people now its fuck these people i might bust these people if they get in my face 

Sometimes my thoughts be taking over 
Full of anx and paranoia 
Come around me when i trip. I might 
Blow the head up off  your shoulder 

I feel i am kinda crazy 
Cuz im twisted with this shit 
Yeah i might just fuck your lady 
If i see shes kinda thick 
Have that bitch swallow my babies 
After that just call it quits 
I have no love period mothafuker and thats legit

Hate Inside

Lyrics were written by JupiterBoyz.  We do not take credit for the beat.  Producer: NSM Beats.  (https://www.youtube.com/user/NewStreetMelody)

Lets Start By Getting These Horrific Thoughts Out Of My Head
Out of my head...

You see me as a monster
but you hardly know yourself
I suggest you get to praying
but god cant save us from ourselfs
hyprocite, pathetic liar
you try so hard to make me look like the bad guy

But the day I rip your fucking toungue out your mouth
and take your pretty eyes out, throw your naked corpse where it wont be found
thats the day you can call me mean
back to the gutter where you belong, bitch

where you belong bitch..
back  where you belong



I guess his holiness doesnt fucking mind that your constantly pointing me out
hes long forgeten me sweetie, of that theres no doubt
but i guess you can say, ive made a pact with the devil
to keep you alive, long enought to see you die
MISERABLY

(i want to see you die..
oh how i want to see you die)


JOHN SL(M)AYER(old)

Trippy Music for stoners. We make our own beats (sometimes) and write our own vocals (always).
Propellerheads 10/ MAUDIO OXYGEN and focusrite itrack interface.

FML

JupiterBoyz

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