scooby doo (prod. wale!)

lyrics

they asked me Am I still on drugs like i was year ago 
I said like I'm always on
The asked me am I still with same girl that i was before?
I said like I don't know,don't know

I'm almost dead,hoe
I'm drunk as fuck with you again
I'm fucking bad wow
All of these bitches feeling same


I'm almost dead,hoe
I'm drunk as fuck with you again
I'm feeling mad,hoe
All of these bitches are insane

It's fucking easy when I'm high
I'm probably 'bout to take you
But at the same time
I feeling that I hate you

I'm bout to sober up
so take the chance i gave you
I wanna to get high
I know i gonna take you

look at my face,look at my scars
tell me who cares,tell me who cares
look at my face,look at my scars
tell me who cares,tell me who cares

So much shit,so much lie 
I'm bout to get high
I cant see anything 
I'm only see your smile...

I'm almost dead,hoe
I'm drunk as fuck with you again
I'm fucking bad wow
All of these bitches feeling same


I'm almost dead,hoe
I'm drunk as fuck with you again
I'm feeling mad,hoe
All of these bitches are insane

I'm tired of fucking world
can you get high with me?
Don't care bout alcohol,
Don't care bout blowing weed

I'm tired of shit to let you fall in love with me
I wanna stay alone,but wanna kiss your lips

Almost Dead (prod by Poppy Ozu)

NUMB PROD. MELONE

0:00-3:52 Hugo Stiglitz pt.2 Featuring Charlie Blacc
3:52-6:27 Big Dusty Rhodes
6:27-8:25 Blood On Snow
8:25-11:14 Gettin To it
11:14-14:40 Raise The Alarm

All produced by Jordan $age
Happy Holidays!

Side Mission C [ Full Mix]

Got these slugs got these drugs 
Do so much until I’m slumped 
Pop some xans I ate for
Lunch don’t give a fuck 
I might die young 

Have no motive have no goals 
I know that I’m worthless hoe 
I don’t need to hear no mo 
A metal stick to blow my dome 

Met with Jesus at the gates
I guess I was a big mistake 
pray my soul he won’t take 
I spit and laugh right at his face 
Pray me not for it’s to late 
I done accepted my whole faith  
I know I been a  disgrace 
I don’t need love but love to hate 



Pop a bean sippin lean smokin
Till I cannot see 
Rooms of hazy gray can’t feel my face 
That’s just the honesty 
 Twelve shots to your body I be Robbin 
Your supremacy 
This shit like a hobby I be wilyn 
No apologies


Skull get hit with metal 
do you love to feel the treble
Maybe next time if you make it trough 
ill hit you trough your temple
Come and get up to my level 
Since you fuckin with a devil
Im The type that see right trough ya soul 
And make you get the shivers 


Who do you 
Got to prove 
When you speak up to the truth 
Bring your soul to life 
I can’t survive 
Cuss freedoms my pursue 
Free me from these chains 
Let go of pain when I step in the booth 
Can’t stay quiet any longer have to let myself unloose


 All this hurt I had to take
these teardrop falling from my face 
I love to wave my sharpen blade 
And see the blood fall from my veins 
Take me to a hateful  place 
To lay me down and save my grace 
I want my soul to burn in flames 
With satan laughing at my grave


Hate it when I get attached 
My thoughts won’t let my feelings match 
I might be distant its a fact 
I just don’t know how to react 
The many things that I have done
I dont deserve to be the one 
Heart wide open  full of lust 
Corrupt your mind and break your love

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