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obi-wan / purple cup

Queso.m4a (prod. bytachii)

muddy (prodtruly)

Kelli Gene - Let go.. (prod. barnacle boi)

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LYRICS:

(Let go, jump in, oh well what you waiting for)
(Let go, jump in, oh well what you waiting for)
(Let go, jump in, oh well what you waiting for)
(Let go, jump in, oh well what you waiting for)

bad bitch, she on my list 
i can’t stop this
it’s the red i fly i must like this 
baby that ape shit 
and we go ape shit
so we fuck all night 
she all on my dick 

(Let go, jump in, oh well what you waiting for)

yeah i’m looking in the mirror
fascinated by truth
all i show is my blood red face
what is happening to me
so i smoke just to get high
just another day
I need to get it together
but i'm cruising on the rock  
and now i turn into stone

something’s gotta go
lately i’m fascinated
cruising, i’m catching flight and i breathe through red eyes
in my own oasis don’t last forever
and i’m going off the ground yeah i sky life, sky time

i’m looking in the mirror
and everything i see it ain’t glitter
i’m looking in the mirror
and everything ain’t glitter
i’m looking in the mirror
and everything i see it ain’t glitter

(Let go, jump in, oh well what you waiting for)
(Let go, jump in, oh well what you waiting for)

Let go..

Let go.. (prod. barnacle boi)

curious george

4 da win

Kae - ĞTĄ

Produced by - Yondo

Lyrics:
To be honest, it feels like nothing's real
Life is moving, this movie reel
I don't even see myself how they do; what's the deal?
When I look in the mirror, I lose appeal
I'm bananas; I lost my peel
I use my words and ideals as a shield
But against myself, my will doesn't wield

I can't stop, not even yield
I've been out of my mind so long in this field
It doesn't surprise me; it's shocking like an eel
I always wanted to be the man of steel; I hate people that steal
Anxiety and stress stripped me down; now it's hard for me to conceal
My lips have been Ziplock sealed; I'm sorry for the spiel

Drugs and substances are the only thing that makes me feel okay
Derealization, till I blank out of space
I don't recognize my own face; all I feel is pain
Derealization, till I blank out of space
Space, space, space

POV, there's multiple different versions of me
People all up in my business call it peanut gallery
You give me allergies; it's not about the salary
When your dream becomes a reality
Fallacy, I'm in a whole ’nother galaxy

Keep burning calories, 𝘔𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘢𝘭 𝘊𝘰𝘮𝘣𝘢𝘵 fatality
You're going to need more than a calvary
I see myself from outside of my body
As if I had a frontal lobe lobotomy
I stargaze at night astronomy
I'm looking through the glass outside in while it's foggy
If these are human beings, I must be E.T.

Everyone's addicted to something; stay glued to the screen
I don't know what's gotten to me
I just need a place with space to breathe
I'm stuck in between the belly of the beast and wanting eternal peace
There's more to the surface; don't be naive
Living under a rock, music is my release

People are superficial, part artificial, like the food we eat
Food for thought to feast
To live off fees or social feed
I'm a dead man walking, waiting to cease
These demons want me seized
Depersonalization, what do you see?
Dissociation—I have receipts
The symptoms of it are long; keep it brief
Jump; everything's blurry or in slow motion through this quantum leap

Drugs and substances are the only thing that makes me feel okay
Derealization, till I blank out of space
I don't recognize my own face; all I feel is pain
Derealization, till I blank out of space
Space, space, space

This world's been destroyed
Long before I even joined it
How joyous, I'm lighting up this joint
Who's joining? In school, everyone thought I was annoying
I'm not what you wanted me to be; how disappointed
Pinpoint, I'm anointed
Teachers and doctors forced me on pills to avoid it

They wanted to see me killed
To kill or be killed, how my trauma instilled
Society has failed me; if they haven't, you probably will
Like running up a hill while the world is tilt
I'm consumed with guilt; anxiety has a hold of me still
When I leave, my fam gets the will, I swear to God, nothing's real

I hope this is a bad dream the next time I awake
I'm a prisoner of my own mind, confined in this place
The only escape is music all seven days
Like Novocaine
Monday through Sunday, it helps me alleviate
Everything's mundane: fame, drugs, and to fornicate
It's hard to concentrate, feeling disrepair and disarray

I'm valuable, wait, vulnerable, reevaluate
Debilitate, caution with yellow tape
I feel like bait in Crystal Lake
Since I was seven, I felt estranged
You don't see my teardrops in the rain
Purgatory from heaven's gate
I don't recognize my own face
Facilitate, I have to bet on myself like a parlay
Something not everyone partakes

I'm God's disciple, not your cliché
A hostage to my own pride, you don't say
My thoughts would be a ton if measured by weight
Then you wonder why I need to smoke just to feel okay

Derealization

Ephesians 2:14 - For He Himself is our peace, who has made both one, and has broken down the middle wall of separation

HEAVEN2HELL

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Let go.. (prod. barnacle boi)

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