Dwella does Vocals

Lyrics;
He drank to forget
He smoked to feel something
He live in regret
Never known much loving

Dancing in the rain
To see the pain outside hisself

At times feel he should hang
inside for weeks
the outside is hell

don’t wanna speak anymore
Wont settle no scores
Every-time you run your mouth it lead to slamming doors
he 
Locking his heart in this box 
look its the shape of you
Why he sheering off his arms to fit the mold that they made for you

She cheatin’
 with a baby due
Plain truth 
Shit can be dirty 
like her blaming you
Face the truth
You fucked a fat bitch who think her shit smell like roses
You working for a diamond to propose
while she betraying you
Fool
You fucking stupid for staying too
She had your baby
two months old rock a by baby with some shady dude
Then laid up with him in the bed thats the naked truth
You better go tell the world not to play with you 

Hey there world 
its dwella 

Dont play with me

Literally
Fuck off
I hate you all
stay away from me

Ill be going nuts 
with the squirrels in woods
call it bravery

Id rather rot
than see a face again

I hope you hating me

Look at me
Everything you hates in me

Now sit back and watch me take it all 
like it was made for me

Thats what they hate to see

A dirty poor bastard like me 
Just glad to be 
is downright blasphemy 

Thats why i keep a gat with me

Keep my piece to keep my green 
And smoke my green to my peace

Full-Bellied - dwella vocal series

Lyrics;
 
There's comfort
In sharing the poison
So breathe it in,
enjoy it
Young men smokin' cess,
Since you stole their enjoyment.
Replaced with feudal employment
N' paranoia
F--- You

I won't reap profit for a lesser man.
I'D RATHER ROT
n' be a beggar for forever man.

I been praying for rain, wisdom, like the weather man.
Let it flood, wash away the sin, and turn ya'll to better men.

Let me rot,
F--- it,
Let me rot.

My soul already bought,
Work him to the bone,
Toss em' to the wolves,
Now I'm singing "forget me not"

Let me rot,
F--- it, let me rot.

My family got washed,
all my friends seem lost,
n' I been sitting by my lonely,
Tryna' chop it up with God. Let me Rot.

Yea,
I'm giving up.

Laying down my arms,
ain't big enough,
They came with that, what?
50 round drum,
While I'm beating on my drum,
Like "WHAT THE F--- IS UP?

I been down,
Yea, I been depressed.
I tried beating on my chest,
It makes no difference if you yelling at a friend.
Like, y'all need to pay attention, not cents.
You being led to a grave, not a bed, when you askin' for some rest.

Let me rot,
F--- it,
Let me rot.

My soul already bought,
Work him to the bone,
Toss em' to the wolves,
Now I'm singing "forget me not"

Let me rot,
F--- it, let me rot.

My family got washed,
all my friends seem lost,
n' I been sitting by my lonely,
Tryna' chop it up with God. Let me Rot.

I been thinking of my daughter,
How her skin don't look like mine.
Tell me, do they hate her?
Or am I the one they despise?

I been looking for solutions,
I been praying for more time.

I think they tryna' kill me now,
But I won't let it slide.

Let me rot,
F--- it,
Let me rot.

My soul already bought,
Work him to the bone,
Toss em' to the wolves,
Now I'm singing "forget me not"

Let me rot,
F--- it, let me rot.

My family got washed,
all my friends seem lost,
n' I been sitting by my lonely,
Tryna' chop it up with God. Let me Rot.

Let me rot....


Let me rot,
F--- it,
Let me rot.

My soul already bought,
Work him to the bone,
Toss em' to the wolves,
Now I'm singing "forget me not"

Let me rot,
F--- it, let me rot.

My family got washed,
all my friends seem lost,
n' I been sitting by my lonely,
Tryna' chop it up with God. Let me Rot.

L.M.R. - dwella vocal series

Lyrics;
I'm not proud of who I was
Karma hunting me
Most of the time I wonder how my family stomach me
Erratic
Artistic Asshole
A f--kin' wannabe
Treated like a child
They couldn't bear what he was gonna be
Lil' boy never had a chance
Ain't it sad?
Now he's a man, but it's only just began
There's beauty in this tragedy
He found his footing
Tried to make a stand
They stole the spine out his back,
And said "cancel all the plans"

Run to Jordan.
Swim.
Crawl to Jordan.
n Swim.
Bathe your soul in the waters, let it wash away the sin.
Run to Jordan
Swim
Let it drown out the demons you let in.
Run to Jordan.

There's no redemption without pain
You gotta face the sh-t
Roll another J
Face the sh-t
You gon' pay for it
Wait for it
Trauma settle in my bones
When I'm escapin' it
I am something you can't clone
I was made for this

I am the scape goat.
Family tree got stains, so I'm taking them.
Put em' on my soul, I wipe it clean
So please
Don't go blaming them.

222
The awakening.

I been tryna' cleanse myself, why they think that I'm regaling them?

As if the pain in my voice was for entertainment, man I hate this sh-t.


Run to Jordan.
Swim.
Crawl to Jordan.
n Swim.
Bathe your soul in the waters, let it wash away the sin.
Run to Jordan
Swim
Let it drown out the demons you let in.
Run to Jordan.

Swim - dwella vocal series

Lyrics;

I'm with God,
The devil,
and a whole bunch of mushies

Whole gang with me,
and they all saying "f-ck em"
Voices in my head casting hexes out in Russian
I just called ya b-tch beautiful,
Now she out here blushing.

said he want the smoke,
I'm lighting fireworks for luck and,
Saw the shells out the lot, they really thought that I was bussin'

I ain't one to be a martyr baby,
Started running.
Grab the wand out the bag, fireball
Started dumpin'

The sheep,
The snakes,
The swine,
The goats roam among them.

The sleet,
The rain,
The shine,
Since they shunned him.
The sheep...

I am weak,
Give me strength.
I won't blink,
I won't fade.

I won't fade away from grace.
You can put that on my name,
Or charge it to the game, all the same b-tch.

Stuck in a round-a-bout,
Tryna lane switch.
Going round and round,
Till' my brain quit.

Thinking about it now,
I do the same sh-t,
Drinking the bottle down,
Hanging around with them vagrants.

Doing the same sh-t as they did, 

"Hey kid, happy belated.
I'm really glad you made it"

Another winter down, and another missed payment.
Can't sow the seeds now, the ground already paved b-tch.

Is that true, is all hope lost?
Are you looking to the future, or you looking at your loss?
Is your worth within you, or placed on a cross?
How you party with the devil, then try to chill with God?

Now I'm walking back home, dead phone.
Drunk stumbling, on weak bones.
I like to be alone when I'm zoned, in the grove, so I can hear the trumpets.

Do you hear them?
Aren't they lovely?
Do you hear them?
Do you love me?
...
Who loves me?

I'm with God,
The devil,
and a whole bunch of mushies

Whole gang with me,
and they all saying "f-ck em"
Voices in my head casting hexes out in Russian
I just called ya b-tch beautiful,
Now she out here blushing.

said he want the smoke,
I'm lighting fireworks for luck and,
Saw the shells out the lot, they really thought that I was bussin'

I ain't one to be a martyr baby,
Started running.
Grab the wand out the bag, fireball
Started dumpin'

The sheep,
The snakes,
The swine,
The goats roam among them.

The sleet,
The rain,
The shine,
Since they shunned him.
The sheep...

Do you hear them?
Aren't they lovely?
Do you hear them?
Do you love me?
...
Who loves me?
I love me,
I love me, 
How lovely.

Fireworks - dwella vocal series

Lyrics;
My rite of passage was a blunt
And a solo cup
Graduate to getting loaded off dust
Load it up
If escaping the pain was a job 
id be paid as f***
Waiting on the day they swing by 
just to say “what’s up?”

It won’t happen
They don’t give a f*** about you

Go ahead and cry boy
Yea
You’re allowed to

Now,
Shut up with that huffing
you been sobbing too loud dude

Wah wah wah!
We know all about you

I don’t ever want to see you again
Again, again, again…

Foolish in this lifetime,
I got nothing left to say.
They went and took my lifeline,
I went looking for a grave...

Looking for a grave,
Looking for a grave,
Looking for a grave,
Looking for my grave.

My rite of passage was a blunt
And a solo cup
Graduate to getting loaded off dust
Load it up
If escaping the pain was a job 
id be paid as f***
Waiting on the day they swing by 
just to say “what’s up?”

It won’t happen
They don’t give a f*** about you

Go ahead and cry boy
Yea
You’re allowed to

Now,
Shut up with that huffing
You been sobbing too loud dude

Wah wah wah!
We know all about you

I don’t ever want to see you again
Again, again, again…

Foolish in this lifetime,
I got nothing left to say.
They went and took my lifeline,
I went looking for a grave...

Looking for a grave,
Looking for a grave,
Looking for a grave,
Looking for my grave.

Grave - dwella vocal series

They keep sayin' "He Different"

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